Thigh highs and hoodie

It's your first day here, you might as well wear something comfortable.

Deciding to take a shower first you strip, turn on the water, and once it's warm, jump in.

Feeling the water hit your shoulder you finally let yourself relax. Slumping down you hug your knees to yourself, and once again tears come to your eyes.

Gently you rub yourself down, trying to distract yourself from your tears. First your face, then your chest, smiling to yourself as you watch your titties bounce slightly, now you legs, you brush past your tighs and, OH FUCK, OMG. THEY'RE SO SENSITIVE.

Shocking you out of your tears you take a second, feeling yourself up and down. MY TITS HAVE GROWN, WAIT FUCK. Bursting out the shower, you look closer at yourself.

"I HAVE FUCKING TITIES!"

And you do. Of course, you'd started growing them about a month ago, but they'd always been small. But now, now no one could possibly mistake them as anything else. I HAVE FUCKING TITTIES.

Drying yourself off you throw on your hoodie and thigh highs, for once, excited to show off your body.

You take another quick look in the mirror just in case you missed something. OH. OH FUCK I'M CUTE, LIKE REALLY CUTE.

Hearing a knock on the door open you realise you'd been in the shower for far longer than you'd thought. Rushing through you let Samantha in; now in a really cute red dress that stops just at her hips, still slightly giddy all the while.

"Hey. Oh wow, those thigh-high look really good on you."

"Thank you."

She takes a few seconds to look you up and down.

"I just wanted to take your measurements, you free?"

"Yeah sure come in."

Following you inside you both flop down on the sofa, getting yourselves comfortable she starts taking measurements

"Also you might want to be a bit quieter when you yell about your titties."

Pulling away from her you hide your face in your hands. Oh god, she heard that.

"Sorry."

"Don't be embarrassed, it's always really cute seeing trans girls get excited over, well anything really. Besides, I don't really care about stuff like that anymore."

Taking a small breath you look back up at her. Or at least you wanted to before your eyes were drawn to her pussy, noticing the slight wetness to it.

Seeing your awkwardness she realises what's happened and lets out a small laugh.

"Oh don't worry about it. I'd just finished masturbating before I remembered to come up to check on you."

Not having nearly the effect she must have thought it would, you turn away a blush burnt onto your cheeks.

Taking your hand she gently guides you back around to face her.

"I'm so sorry, I've been here so long I keep on forgetting not everyone is so used to being so open all the time."

"It's fine, I just think I'll need a short while to get used to it."

"Alright. I'll try not to talk about it as much."

She gives you a small wink as she says it and you can't help but let out a laugh.

She holds up the tape measure once again.

"Now, do you mind if I continue?"

"Oh yeah sure."

It takes her a few seconds to measure you up taking notes here and there.

"Alright, the uniform should be ready in a week or so and we'll have it delivered. Now in the meantime have a look around the school, try and get to know people. Thinking about it there's currently a volleyball game going on in the sports hall if you want to join in, or you can just wander about until you find something."

"Thanks."

"Don't worry about it. And if you ever need me just ask around."

"I will."

Taking off she leaves you alone in your room, still slightly embarrassed about what's just happened you sit there contemplating what you should do next.