A complete surprise.

Tiffany had just ordered Stacey to remove her yoga pants so that she could fuck her cute pussy, but Stacey blushes and fidgets hesitating to remove her pants.

“Uumm, about that…,” Stacey mutters.

“Come on Stacey,” Tiffany says slightly puzzled. “Take off your pants already.”

“Okay,” Stacey meekly obeys. She slowly pulls down her pants and panties. Then in one swift motion she slides them down and Tiffany sees what was bothering her.

“What! A dick?!” Both Tiffany and Jocelyn shout. They stare at a cleanly shaven penis and balls expertly tucked away to be unnoticeable when wearing any kind of pants.

“I’m sorry! I’m very sorry for tricking you!” Stacey apologizes clasping her hands together. Her pants and panties have fallen to her ankles.

“So then, you’re a boy pretending to be a girl? That’s probably why I didn’t recognize you,” Tiffany asks.

“More or less, yeah. My real name is Stanley, but I like to go by Stacey,” says Stacey her cute voice never wavering. “I used to dress and act like a girl in secret, but then I started going out in public. I’ve come to love the way I look and the attention I get from everyone. It’s also kinda hot I might add.

“Ahh, I see,” interjects Jocelyn. “So when you asked me for special training…”

“Yes, I was hoping you could help me create a new exercise routine. I want to work on maintaining my figure, but I really don’t want to bulk up and start looking like a guy again,” Stacey explains.

“So, how would you…define yourself?” Tiffany asks as she walks to Stacey’s side.

“I guess I do still identify as a guy, but I prefer to go by ‘her’. I just really really love being a girl!” Stacey clarifies. “I really love putting on makeup and wearing cute clothes. I love when people call me ‘miss’ and when guys hit on me. Somedays I’ll meet a guy who falls head over heels for me and tells me the sweetest things you could ever imagine. Amazing days like those make me feel like the most beautiful girl in the world! And then at night I jack off replaying the whole perfect day in my head.”

“Niice! I like your style. I’d be happy to help you keep your girlish figure,” says Jocelyn.

Tiffany feels a little disappointed, but also can’t help but feel a little intrigued. She had imagined herself penetrating Stacey’s blushing mound and was prepared to absolutely ravage her. But now Tiff can’t quite do that if Stacey doesn’t have the pussy to match her pretty self. She begins to pace thinking about what to do now.