The shock of a lifetime

It had been another one of her bad days. She had lost control after seeing two of the schools most popular, most attractive people making out in the hallway as she walked by. She hated them. She envied them. And most importantly, she could not look at them without getting a raging erection, whether she liked it or not. Cursing her body, Kate ran off to her closet again. Seeing something like this not only meant she had to take care of her predicament, but it also reminded her that she could never have something like that. Who could ever love a freak like her after all? Or, forget love, who could at least help her get some sweet relief once in a while?

There she was now, alone in her dark dusty closet. Her panties pulled down and her big futa cock in her hands. She had been working it for a few minutes without success when the unthinkable happened. No one ever came close to this part of the school. On the very few occasions that someone did walk out in the hallway, she had always heard their steps from far off. But it seemed that that day she was too caught up in her own thoughts. Too focused on the task at hand.

There she sat, her naked cock in her hands when the door got pushed open and light flooded into the room. Sheer horror crept slowly down Kates spine. Very slowly she lifted up her head, like in a trance. It was over, it was all over now... She looked in the face of a girl she had seen in the hallways a couple of times. She was from her year, if Kate was not mistaken, but from another class.

Her attractive dark-skinned face was showing the shock that Kate knew her sight would invoke in anyone who saw her like this. For what felt like an eternity, the two of them stared at each other, open-mouthed. Kate stared up in utter horror, on the brink of tears and unable to move. The girls who barged into her secret room looked down at her with open mouth, rooted to the spot it seemed.

Kate was unable to cover herself up. It would not have made a difference anyway now. She just sat there and waited for the other girl to Mock her. Or run away screaming. Or laugh. But nothing happened. The two of them just looked at each other. After a while, some of the tension left their faces. And then, the unthinkable happened.

The other girl looked out in the hallway and after checking that no one else was around she stepped into the small room with Kate, turned on the flimsy light bulb that dangled from the ceiling and closed the door behind her. Kate was scared. Was she planning on torturing her for being a freak or something? What was going on here?

Her face slowly turned into a smile. Not the hateful mocking smile Kate had expected. But a friendly one, a sympathetic, understanding look. And then she spoke the words, Kate would never forget as long as she lived. It was hardly more than a whisper, but it rang in her ears like a scream.

"You are not the only one."

AT first, Kate thought she had misheard her. Or maybe she was misunderstanding something. After all, it could not possibly... But all further speculations were unnecessary when she saw that mysterious girl grab her skirt and lift it up with one hand, while her other one pulled down her panties. Kate knew even before she had exposed it. After all, she was very familiar with the bulge it made in a pair of women's panties.

When she saw the dark, flaccid penis hanging between the legs of this girl she had never really met before, Kate started to cry. Was it relief? The feeling, that she was not a one-of-a-kind freak after all? The knowledge, that there was at least one person in the world now, who she did not have to keep her secret from? It was all so very confusing.

Without another word, the girl sat down next to Kate and hugged her. She hugged her and held her for what might have been a minute or several days. After some time, both of them cried onto each others shoulders. No words were needed to know, that they had found a friend for life.