Date: Wed, 25 Apr 2001 06:04:53 -0700 (PDT)
From: lucy.roberts@excite.co.uk
Subject: The Making of Lucy - part four of six

Title: A new girl at school  (TV; M/M)

"A new girl at school." by Lucy Roberts.
Some of this story is autobiographical.
If you like this story please let me know

Lucy is a 16 year old boy making the transition to being a girl. His
parents

know as, now does his boyfriend, Jon's, sister, who has just had sex with
him.  Now Lucy's faced with coming out to Jon's mother.

Lucy got dressed in the clothes Sarah gave her, a pink bra and panties set,
full slip and a pink short sleeved blouse with a white skirt, then some
brown tights and light brown shoes.

The two girls were sitting downstairs when Mrs. Adams came in.

"Hello Mum," said Sarah. "I think you know Lucy."

Mrs. Adams looked puzzled.

"No I don't think I do," she said.

"Oh yes you do, this is Ian, Jon's friend."

Mrs. Adam's jaw dropped. She sat down with a thump on the nearest chair.

Sarah explained to her Mum all about Lucy's dressing and the changes she
was going through.

To give her credit Mrs. Adams sat through it and listened with increasing
calm.

"So your Jon's friend," she asked Lucy, "what kind of friend?"

Lucy gulped. "I'm Jon's girl friend," she said.

"Oh," sighed Mrs. Adams. "Well I'm sure I shall get used to it and I must
say you do look very nice. That skirt looks just like one Sarah has."

"It is mine silly," Sarah interjected. "I just leant the clothes to Lucy
for today."

It was at that point that Jon walked into the lounge.

His face was a picture as he looked round the room and saw Lucy.

"Don't look so worried," said Sarah as she bounded across the room, grabbed
Jon's arm and dragged him to the settee where Lucy was sitting.

 "We've been having a nice chat with Lucy who has come to have tea with
us."

She pushed Jon down onto the settee next to Lucy.

 "It is O.K. Jon," Lucy explained. "I've been here all afternoon talking
with Sarah and now we've explained the situation to your Mum."

Mrs. Adams could see the uncertainty and confusion on Jon's face and took
pity on him, "I think you are very lucky to have such a pretty and nicely
mannered young lady as a girl friend. So you make sure you treat her
properly. Now you two can sort out the table while Lucy and I go and get
the tea ready."

With that she ushered Lucy out into the kitchen.

As they prepared the tea Mrs. Adams gently coaxed more of Lucy's story out
of her and Lucy felt a warming between the two of them.

They spent the whole evening together, with Sarah and Mrs. Adams talking as
if Lucy had always been a girl and always been part of the family.

The next week at school was difficult for Lucy. As if being in the middle
of

her exams wasn't bad enough she was fed up at having to change her clothes
and appearance every time she went to school.

Her Mum suggested that she left school at the end of the year and started
at

a college where she could dress as a girl.

"No I enjoy my school and my friends there," Lucy replied.

"Then you'll just have to go to school as a girl," her Mum replied.

It was clearly the answer but would the school wear it?

Lucy decided that she would have to see.

Once all her exams were over Lucy made an appointment to see the
Headmaster.

She chose 4.30pm when there would be less chance of meeting any other
pupils.

At the appointed hour Lucy turned up, carefully made up and wearing girl's
trousers and a blouse through which her feminine shape could be clearly
seen.

As she walked into the headmaster's study, Mr Cowley looked up.

"I'm sorry," he said, "I was expecting Ian Smithson."

"That's right," Lucy replied.

She could see the penny beginning to drop.

"You're Smithson?"

"Yes, only as you can see there have been some changes and I'm now becoming
known as Lucy Smithson, which is why I've come to see you."

Lucy set out what had been happening to her, the support she had been
receiving from her parents and asked whether it might be possible for her
to come back into the 6th form as a girl.

Mr Cowley said he admired her courage but explained it wouldn't be plain
sailing if she came out openly as a girl. He admitted that it was a very
new

problem and needed some time to think about it especially as he had no idea
how the other students might feel.

Lucy had thought about this and she made a suggestion.

 "Why don't you and I meet with a group from my year, perhaps three girls
and three boys and talk with them about how they might feel."

This was agreed and was set up for later on in the week.

Lucy again appeared as a girl but very much dressed down.

She felt uncomfortable entering the room with the group looking at her and
slowly realising who she was.

It was very daunting but Mr Cowley was positive and very supportive. The
group seemed to have no real opposition to the idea, in fact the girls were
very positive because all they could see as they looked at Lucy was a girl.

"She looks like a girl, acts like a girl and thinks like a girl so, as long
as she doesn't steal my boyfriend, I can't see why she shouldn't come to
school as a girl," summed up Cathy one of the group.

With no real objections, Mr Cowley closed the meeting.

"One last word," he said, " I will announce it to the whole of next year's
sixth form next week and then to the rest of the school later that day. You
Lucy will of course be free to come to the induction week as a girl."

With that he left the room.

The others crowed round Lucy and asked all kinds of questions, which she
tried to answer. While there were one or two stupid ones, by and large the
questions were friendly and simply enquiring.

She ended up going off with the girls to the local burger bar and, when she
left, felt that she had some new friends who would help her through the
early days of next term.

That evening she and her Mum took a roll of bin bags and filled them with
Ian's clothes.

These were all put out ready to go to a charity shop. That phase of her
life

was over. Never again would she appear as a boy.

The following day, being out of school following her exams, she went to see
Jon.

Jon was overjoyed to see her when she stood there on his doorstep as Lucy.

He immediately took her inside and began to kiss her. But Lucy pushed him
aside.

"Sorry there is something we have to talk about," she said.

She hadn't told him about her approach to the school but did so now.

"So now I can come right out in the open and once the announcement has been
made at school so can our relationship."

"But," Jon interjected. "we don't want to push our relationship in people's
faces until they've had a while to get to know you as Lucy. What about the
end of term ball? It's about two weeks after the announcement is made.  I'd
been wondering who to take but now I can take you. "

Lucy was staggered , "Oh Jon, are you sure?"

"Well it can't do me much harm as it will be my last event at school. And
if

you look good as I'm sure you will then I can only think it will do you
good."

For the rest of the morning in between kissing and cuddling Jon and Lucy
made their plans for the ball.

The following Monday was to be her first day at school as Lucy. She'd
agreed to meet Cathy and some other girls who would escort her there.

Lucy dressed carefully, white bra and panties, light blue top, blue jeans
and trainers. Like this she looked just like every other girl and blended
in with the group of girls who met her. They went straight into the main
hall and Lucy had a few nervous moments as they waited for the head. She
could see heads turning towards her but she sat her ground.

In came the head and after various remarks about the last two weeks of term
and how the students could use the time, he made the announcement. Many
heads turned towards Lucy and she wondered what they were thinking until
Cathy started to clap and others joined in. It was going to be all right.

And it was. The next couple of weeks were fine she was readily accepted by
the girls and, while a couple of boys lower down the school shouted some
abuse at her, they were quickly dealt with.

One thing that many of the girls wanted to know was whether Lucy was
attracted to boys or girls. Lucy let them know she was, in that sense,
heterosexual and only really interested in boys, well boys and Sarah but
she wasn't letting on about that to anyone! The next question of course was
did she have a boy friend. Lucy refused to answer and said they would see
in due time.

That weekend Lucy's Mum took her shopping.

While Lucy was expecting to sort out a dress, her Mum had other ideas and
took her to a lingerie shop.

"She needs a couple of new bra's" Mrs. Smithson said to the assistant.

Lucy was dumbstruck when the assistant told her to go into a cubicle and
take off her top and bra so that she could measure her and fit her
properly.

Lucy couldn't do anything other than what she was told.

She stood there in the cubicle naked to the waist, her small breasts on
view

to this stranger, who clearly had no idea that the girl in front of her was
really a boy.

The woman measured Lucy and then came back with a selection of bra's.  Lucy
was quite pleased to see they were 34b.

"The cup size is a little big but I'm sure you will grow into it," the
woman

said as Lucy tried on a white strapless bra. It fitted very well and looked
good. Lucy liked it because it meant that she could wear an evening dress
without any straps. Lucy picked that and a lovely pink satin one.

She asked her Mum if she could perhaps buy one or two other things while
she was there.

"Crumbs Lucy," her Mum said, "you sure do like your frillies."

"If you'd been a boy for 16 years so would you," whispered Lucy.

Mum smiled and watched as Lucy selected a lovely pair of white silk
panties,

a matching suspender belt and two pairs of black stockings.

"I hope you'll be careful who sees you in those because you'll drive a man
wild." said her Mum.

Lucy secretly hoped to do exactly that.

They searched through many shops looking for a dress. It proved much harder
than Lucy imagined. Eventually she settled on a long black dress.  It had a
halter neck was backless and had a slit up one side to just above the
knee. She really liked it and knew that Jon would as well.

Eventually the day of the ball arrived. Lucy spent ages getting ready.  She
took a long bath making sure that her body was hairless apart from a little
triangle around her prick. This unnecessary appendage she taped up out of
the way.

Once satisfied that her shape resembled that of a teenage girl, Lucy
stepped into her silk panties. They felt so good on her bottom and for a
while she simply stood in front of the mirror admiring her shape, fondling
the soft silk material and holding her young breasts. She was feeling
incredibly hot and sexy!

She made herself stop and sit in front of her dressing table to do her make
up. Tonight she went to town with some strong colour round her eyes.

Finally satisfied she clipped her bra round her, settling the breasts into
the soft cups. Her suspenders she threaded under her panties and one by one
rolled the black stockings up her legs and clipped them to the
suspenders. As she checked herself in the mirror she knew she was going to
drive Jon wild tonight. He would be able to feel the suspenders through her
thin skirt and then when her saw her like this well...

She stepped into her dress and tied the bow of the neck string and put on
her sandals, black with small heels, she was looking for some comfort
tonight!

By the time she'd added her jewellery and brushed out her hair for one last
time it was almost time to go.

She picked up a shawl and her handbag and went downstairs.

Her Mum and Dad were amazed at how she looked, "I can't believe this is my
girl," Dad said with emphasis on the girl.

"You go and enjoy yourself tonight," Mum said.

The doorbell went. It was Jon come to pick her up.

She ran to the door and let him in.

He was amazed, "You look wonderful Lucy," he gasped. "I knew I would be
proud of you tonight but never realized how proud."

Lucy grabbed her shawl and handbag while Jon took her overnight case, as
she was intending to stay overnight at his house.

Mum's last words were "be good," and Lucy had an inkling from the twinkle
in her eye that Mum knew what might happen tonight.

The ball was a great success. Lucy was introduced to all Jon's friends and
made time to see her own friends. Now they knew who her boy friend was.

At one point Lucy was in the ladies just tidying up her make up when Cathy
came in.

"Lucy you are a dark one going out with Jon Adams. He is one dish. Have you
had sex with him yet?"

"Cathy," Lucy spluttered.

"Well you can tell me."

"No I haven't," said Lucy.

"Ah but from the look of the two of you tonight it won't be long."

The two girls returned to the dance floor giggling.

To say Lucy danced the night away with Jon is no understatement. Hardly a
dance went by without them on the dance floor. During the slow dances they
swayed together and more than one passing couple made friendly comments
about them together.

Finally the band announced the last dance and everyone was on the floor and
every couple holding each other tight, none more so than Jon and Lucy.

Afterwards they made their good-byes and got into Jon's car and drove to
his house.

All was dark and quiet in the house when they got back and they slipped
into the lounge put on some music and settled down on the settee.

It wasn't long before Jon had his hand up Lucy's skirt. It had happened
many times before but for Lucy one of the things that really made her feel
a girl and feel sexy was to sense Jon's strong hand tracing its way

up her leg under her skirt towards her thighs. It was just such a nice
feeling and never more so than now.

Lucy squiggled her bottom round to allow Jon easier access.

For some time they kissed and held each other. Both seemed to know what
might happen tonight but neither quite knew how to make it happen.

Eventually Lucy decided it was time for bed.

Jon showed her up to Sarah's room for Sarah was away this weekend.

Lucy walked into the room and switched on the light.

Jon followed her and put the case down on the floor.

Lucy turned to him and immediately they were kissing. Jon untied the strap
of Lucy's dress and, with a bit of help from Lucy, slid it down her body.

Lucy stood there in just her undies as Jon feasted his eyes on her.

Lucy reached out a hand and put it oh his crotch.

"Something tells me you like what you see," she said. "But then I've been
getting the same message all night."

She undid his trousers and eased them and his pants down while Jon got rid
of his shirt.

Once Jon was naked they came back together. Jon's hands went behind Lucy
and undid her bra and then he cupped her breasts in his large hands.
Slowly his hands moved to round her waist and he pulled her against him,
simultaneously reaching round her back to explore her soft and feminine
bottom. Lucy sensed that Jon was being aroused as much as she was.

They held each other tight, his chest against her breasts, his stomach
against hers and, for the first time in her life, she felt the sensation of
a man's prick between her legs. She clenched her thighs and held him there
as they kissed.

The prick pushed up against the white silk gusset of her panties. They both
knew what was going to happen. Jon knew that at last he could make love to
Lucy and she knew that she wanted it to happen.

Jon gently pushed her back onto the bed. She lay there naked apart from her
panties and stockings. Jon looked down on her.

"Lucy your body has been driving me wild all night and now looking at
you.... I can't imagine a more sensual sight or a more sensual woman.  Are
you sure you want this?"

Lucy reached out her arms. "Come to me Jon," she whispered. "The pills the
doctors give me can only go part way to making me a woman. Being with you
is the other part and you making love to me will complete it."

Jon got on the bed and lay between Lucy's open thighs as they continued to
kiss each other deeply. Then suddenly he turned round and lowered his prick
into her mouth very much as she had done to Sarah on this bed some weeks
before. As she sucked on his rampant manhood Lucy felt Jon ease her panties
to one side and then she gasped as his finger with something cold on it
slid into her vagina. Three or four times Jon did the same and then she
simply felt his finger in her touching her insides and stretching her
rosebud open.

Jon withdrew his prick reluctantly from Lucy's lovely mouth. He got her to
lie on her side and he lay behind her like two spoons.

Again she sensed him ease her panties to one side and she felt him run his
prick slowly up her slit and over her prepared open rosebud, before teasing
it gently with little probing pushes. Then with anticipation she felt the
large head of his prick locate her entrance. This was the moment of
truth. From this moment, if taken, there could be no going back for either
of them. But Lucy at least knew she didn't want to go back. From that first
touch months ago as Jon had helped off with her dress at the Gang Show the
path had led almost inexorably to this moment. She was thrilled by that
first touch, then by their first embrace and first kiss. But, even though
she hadn't perhaps realised it then, it could never end there. This was
where it had to end with Lucy becoming the girl she wanted to be as Jon
made love to her. Now the fulfilment was about to take place.

"Does that feel good?" Jon asked as another little push of his prick opened
her slightly.

Lucy simply whispered, "..oh yes.. ", before Jon moved his hips forward and
pushing his prick past her entrance and into her vagina.

Lucy gasped with the initial pain and then suddenly he was inside her.  The
most intimate point of relationship between a woman and a man had been
reached.

For a moment they lay there, Jon sensitive to the pain Lucy was feeling,
until Lucy began to push backwards onto his prick taking more of it into
her love nest.

Then Jon gave a push and his shaft slid inside Lucy completely.  His thighs
pressed firmly into her trembling buttocks.

Now as never before Lucy felt his. She belonged to this man whose big
strong manhood was embedded deep in her girly body. The feeling of being
totally filled and stretched by his wonderful prick was incredible.  Lucy
had never felt so aroused, so sensual and so feminine. She wanted the
moment to last forever, to go on feeling this full of his prick, but then
she wanted Jon to make love to her and to feel his prick sliding in and out
of her wet hole.

Lucy gave a little wiggle of her hips and Jon read the sign and withdrew
his prick slightly before pushing back in, exquisitely filling her once
more.  He repeated it, slowly at first, then with increasing speed.

Lucy began to gasp with the sheer pleasure of being alternately filled and
emptied and with the wonderful thought that she was being well and truly
fucked. No longer the virgin.

Jon was getting into a rhythm now and Lucy began to move her bottom in time
with his delectable thrusts. When he stopped with his prick right inside
her she would clench her muscles around the rampant, invading shaft.

Jon withdrew and began again to build up a rhythm. The two were locked in
their ecstasy as they gave themselves to each other seeking to pleasure
each other as much as possible. Suddenly Jon's gasps grew louder in Lucy's
ear and she could actually feel his prick jerking inside her as he pumped
his seed deep into her body. For the first time in her life she experienced
the incredible sensation of a man ejaculating his seed into her. His semen
was spurting into her inner body. She was a woman and he was her man and
she was so happy that she had given herself to him and that he had found
his fulfilment in her feminine body.

For a while they lay together and Lucy could feel Jon's prick inside her
shrink until it slid out. They each grabbed a tissue to hold the mess in
place and then Lucy began to cry.

Jon was worried. "Have I hurt you?" he asked.

"No silly," she said, "I so wanted this to happen and it was wonderful.
That's why I'm crying. I feel so wonderful, so good , so like a woman.
Hold me darling."

Jon did exactly that and for many minutes they lay contentedly together
enjoying this moment that could never be repeated but which would stay in
their minds for a long time.

Finally Lucy knew she had to go to the loo.

She took her case with her.

Having cleaned her self up and removed her make up, she took off what
remained of her clothes. Then she slipped into her nightie. It was a lovely
little baby doll in light blue. Through the thin material of the top her
developing breasts could be seen. The panties, edged as they were with
plenty of lace, while having that lovely nylon feel, were see through
showing the neat triangle of hair and the inviting slit of her bottom. Lucy
knew that this would be wasted on Jon tonight but there was always the
morning.

When she went back into the bedroom Jon did see and very much appreciated
her outfit.

She slid into the bed beside him with her back to him. He reached round her
and, through the thin material, held her pert little breasts gently
squeezing them. Lucy leaned back against Jon feeling his now soft prick
settle between

her cheeks as though it was the most natural place in the world for it to
be

and her in his arms was the most natural place for her to be.

Lucy awoke next morning to feel Jon's hands rubbing across her breasts.
She put out a hand and found his prick was already hard so she slipped down
the bed and took it in her mouth. She licked along its length and then gave
her attention to the head sucking and licking it as Jon lay there uttering
small moans of pleasure. Lucy was aware that he was very excited and so she
came up and lay on top of him kissing him deeply. Then she sat up, pulled
her panties to one side and, almost before Jon had realised what was
happening, had come down on his prick.

Lucy began to ride his prick, enjoying once more the glorious feel of being
filled by it.

Jon reached up and held her breasts in his hands as he began to thrust up
with his hips driving his prick deeper and deeper into Lucy's willing cunt.
The moment was wonderful but all too soon Lucy felt Jon begin to tense
within her and flood her insides with his cum.

Again she had that marvellous feeling of being a woman. All the wearing of
the right clothes, the changes in her body, the being with Jon, none of
that had prepared her for how she would feel when he made love to her.  It
was indescribable and again she wanted to cry with the sheer emotion of it.

Jon, as if sensing that, pulled her to him and held her tight with his
shrinking member still inside her.

Once they had cleaned up Lucy put a robe over her baby doll and went
downstairs for breakfast.

There she was met by Mrs. Adams, who opened her arms wide and gave Lucy a
big hug. It was clear she knew what had taken place over night.

"Quick, before Jon comes down, how was it?" she asked.

Lucy blushed. "It was wonderful. Better than I could have imagined. It was
just such an amazing experience and yet it made me cry."

"Don't worry Lucy. That's not unusual. It is a big thing to step from being
a girl to being a woman and especially for you. I have to say I'm glad it
happened with Jon. Who knows where this might end - even in marriage."

Lucy blushed again. Marriage was that where she was headed....?

But that's for the next and penultimate part.

Lucy Roberts