Karyn was frustrated, in the normal way and in the sexual way. Jen had decided to sit with her new girlfriend on the bus this morning. Karyn wanted to subtly inquire as to how Jen had been dealing with the changes but now couldn’t. Too busy ogling her girlfriend.
That wasn’t all, there was the second part. Jen was infuriatingly hot, and Laura had her all to herself. While Jen listened to her girlfriend speak about whatever inane things she cared about, Jen’s eyes would periodically run the whole gamut of Laura’s body. Then Jen would smile, pleased. She didn’t even seem that phased by the changes.
That still wasn’t all. Every once in a while Laura would run a hand over Jen’s inappropriately exposed thigh, making Jen blush and squirm in her seat. She was lucky that the material of the bustier was rather thick, Karyn was certain that Jen’s nipples were rock hard, and when she stood up there was a decent chance the seat would be found damp or even wet where she had been sitting.
This was Karyn’s problem. She had put herself in this situation. She had always pinned after Jon, continually frustrated that he was actually a boy and she was a lesbian. Now that roadblock was gone and Jen was smoking hot to boot.
Karyn was at a crossroads. Should she throw all caution into the wind? Throw away all the carefully constructed tension she had been building methodically if recently a bit more haphazardly. She blamed stupid hormones for that.
Or should she keep the charade going? Subtle or not-so-subtle changes, see how Jen coped with an increasingly bizarre body in an increasingly bizarre world.
Now it was time to decide.
Karyn pulled out her phone, opened the app, and watched the cursor blink. This was that moment.
