The plans we make

Bailey sat on his bed, in what was once the guest room in the apartment, but now no one would take it for anything other than a teen girl’s bedroom. Both him and Candi had just finished putting each other’s hair into updos. It hadn’t been his idea of a good time, but hanging out with the pretty girl was a lot more fun than sitting out in the living room where Candi’s father Derrick and his pretend mom were watching a foreign subtitled film. Teen girl activities were not for him, but the green-eyed girl’s excitement about small things was not just a wonder to him, but something contagious. Between that and her being spoiled she not only wanted to get her way, but often got it.

Today he wore a long-sleeved off-white blouse that showed the considerable cleavage he had grown thanks to what he believed was a reemergence of a childhood hormonal problem. He had something like this when he was young, though it never got to the point he had actually grown breasts, but at least the doctor he had gone to recently had given him something to get it under control. The imbalance in hormones raging through his body had given him massive headaches, or migraines and thanks to the doctor those had at least stopped. Growing breasts wasn’t ideal, but that was something that would go away in time now that things were fixed and for now it helped with his disguise. The real problem was multi-pronged, with taking pills given to him by Candace that she gave to help her friend be more confident, that confidence coming from the pills helping her grow breasts. Then there was the pills Megan gave him that kicked off the hormone issue, him believing they were pills to help his energy levels so he could keep up with his now friend. Lastly the doctor believed he was helping a teen girl thanks to his appearance and hormonal levels thanks to the pills. So, he gave Bailey something to bring down his existing testosterone levels. In all, Bailey thought he was on the right track to one day in the near future reclaim his male identity.

The blouse itself clung to his skinny frame that had lost what little toned muscle he once had thanks to the hormones running through his system and a crash diet. Paired with the blouse was a charcoal gray buttoned skirt and some white pantyhose. Candi wore a red thin strapped cami top and jean buttoned skirt that came to just above her knees, while Bailey’s skirt only came to mid-thigh. Anyone coming into the room would see a pair of platinum blonde green eyed girls doing one another’s hair.

Finished putting her friend’s hair up Candi shifted nervously on the bed where she sat on her knees. Thinking about what she wanted to do, and what she wanted Bailey to do and trying to think of a good way to bring up the topic. “Sooooo.” She dragged out the word.

“Needle pulling thread?” Bailey replied with a giggle, a trait he had picked up from the blonde girl sitting next to him. The best way to fit in, to pass had been to emulate her and thanks to that and the mental conditioning from his pretend Aunt Megan the behavior no longer seemed out of place as he did it.

Reaching over Candi poked Bailey for teasing, knowing just the right place to tickle the girl she insisted was the younger sister despite them not being related. Bailey’s birthday being a week before her own, or at least the birthday on the fake documents that had been procured when the lie of who Bailey was had turned into a full-blown cover up. Squirming at the ticklish touch, Bailey considered giving Candi some of her own medicine, but instead just stung his tongue out at her. A tickle fight between the two just felt like it would become a tickle war and despite everything he had already been seen doing he didn't want the woman he loved coming in to see him doing such a thing when their laughter got loud enough to interrupt the movie she was watching.

“I was thinking about our boyfriends.” The topic of them having boyfriends wasn’t off limits by any means, but who they were dating seemed more real for Bailey or so Candi guessed. At the end of the summer, she would be going back home to California and her boyfriend Ryan would be staying put, while Bailey and her boyfriend would be staying in place. That was at least true if things stayed the same, Candi still had hope her daddy would propose before that.

“Yeah?” Bailey asked raising a thinly arched eyebrow as he adjusted how he was sitting on the bed, his pantyhose covered legs sliding across the pinkish comforter on top of the bed they sat on.

Feeling like Bailey was giving her a mischievous look Candi playfully gave her a light shove. “Not like that!” She said before looking away, because it really was just like that.

“Like, okay!” The feminized man laughed. “Are you thinking about just Ry or you thinking about Ry and Auggy?” Bailey asked using August’s nickname that Candi had dubbed the twenty-one-year-old man with. He imagined she had an idea for a date he wouldn’t be keen on or a new video for her social media accounts.

“Wellllllll.” Candi drew out the word, closing her eyes and trying to keep the blush from her cheeks. “I was thinking about Ry, but like, also what you did with Auggy in the movie theater…” She opened one of her green eyes slightly as she tested the waters.

Most of the time Bailey had a smile plastered on his face, it being just one part of the motto he had to practice and record for his faux aunt every day. ‘A good girl always looks her best. A good girl is polite. A good girl is always obedient. A good girl always smiles. A good girl is seen and not heard. A good girl never argues or complains. A good girl never uses foul language. I am a good girl, happy and proud.’ Right now, was no different. Even the mention of the movie theater blow job didn’t cause it to falter at this point, though it did cause a great deal of inner turmoil that it happened and that in addition to playing the part of a girl he also knew exactly what cum tastes like.

That first date with a man had not even been the only time he had that dick in his mouth, the two of them had done a second double date right here in the apartment and they both had ended up on their knees in front of the young men who were sitting on the couch. Bailey had given August a blow job and swallowed the man’s load. While Candi had freaked out and jerked Ryan’s member, the cock in her hand to the side causing her summer boyfriend’s cum to shoot off, landing on Bailey’s cheek, in his mouth and on the green velvet dress. “Like.” Bailey said shifting on the bed, the memory bubbling up to the surface of his mind. “I told you that you don’t need to do that if you aren’t like, comfortable.”

“Yeah, but…” Candi shifted her gaze away from her friend before just blurting it out. “Couldn’t you just like, do it for me?”

“Do it for you?! Oh my god… I just…” Bailey’s mascara covered lashes fluttered as he blinked at the girl. ‘I umm…” Bailey started talking again and stopped. ‘Does she think I am cock hungry or something?! I am not that type of girl… man.’

“Just, just listen.” Candi said seeing Bailey cross her arms. She was a bit afraid of giving Ryan a blow job, afraid that she would hurt him by biting down or something or just not doing a good job. She had tried practicing a bit with a dildo, but not only did she feel ridiculous doing so, she started to gag almost immediately. Men were supposed to love getting blow jobs and Ry was just so good to her. Making her hate herself for not being able to do it while her best friend knew what she was doing. Heck that story she heard about Bailey putting a boy’s dick in her mouth for a ride home had astounded her. With as much sexual activity that had happened around the girl she didn't question if it was true or not.

It didn’t exactly sound sane to her to ask Bailey to blow her boyfriend, but the memories of listening to that lifeguard call her name while Bailey pleased him wouldn’t be ignored. “So, like, we both know you enjoy giving head, but you keep telling me I shouldn’t feel like I have to do it and I was just thinking about that time with the lifeguard and…”

“No.” Bailey shook his head hard enough that the braid in his updo started to come a little loose.

“You didn’t even let me finish!” Candi crossed her own arms and puffed up her cheeks in protest as her friend looked away. She was used to getting her way, and despite this being an odd request she had picked up on the fact that despite Bailey saying no definitively, she had done so looking more than a little happy as she continued to smile. Candace thought her and Auggy were cute together, but Bailey also insisted they weren’t a real couple. The way her green eyed friend had flirted with that boy at the DMV had proven to her that Bailey wasn’t exactly used to being in a committed relationship or at least not ready to fully commit just yet.

“I LIKE, DON’T HAVE TO LET YOU FINISH! I’M NOT GOING TO BLO…” Bailey pressed his lipstick covered lips together and clamped both hands over his mouth. Realizing he was getting too loud and didn’t want those outside of the bedroom to hear what they were discussing.

“You're thinking about it.” Candi said smugly hearing how animated Bailey was in her refusal before trailing off.

“I’m not!” Bailey his voice said in a harsh whisper before pressing his face into his hands, feeling the faux pearl bracelet slice down his arm slightly. His protest became a lie just after he said it, his mind betraying him as the memory of that date, them on their knees in front of their dates fluttering through his mind again. The echoes of the feel, the taste of Auggy practically dancing across his tongue. Bailey had done his best to get the twenty-one-year-old man off as fast as possible, just wanting it over with and then after he had… Candi had used her date's cock like a squirt gun… Bailey couldn’t even say he hadn't already tasted Ryan’s seed. That night had been like a nightmare, and she wanted him to relive it.

“Liar! Come on… please, please, please, PLEASE!” Candi bounced on the bed, causing the mattress to move about enough that Bailey opened his eyes again. The bouncing girl’s breasts caused his male instincts to pay attention to her chest before he could tear his eyes away. Candace had been a good friend, and it was not always easy for him to ignore the fact that she had a tight little sexy body.

“Candi! I like can’t! What are you going to do? Walk up to Ry and say hey Ryan, forget we are like, an item for a few minutes because Bailey wants to gobble your cock?”

The absurdity of the scenario made Candi burst out into laughter, but the fact Bailey had admitted in her own way to wanting to be with her fit boyfriend made her know she had already won. “No, and like, first off you owe me.”

“Owe you? I like, owe it to you to suck your boyfriend off?”

“Noooo.” Candi shook her head. “You lost that bet, so you have to do what I say for five minutes and I’m not saying you have to do this for the bet, but… you do owe me.”

Bailey’s jaw hung open for a few seconds before he snapped it closed. “I totally made good on that bet and no bet is going to have me put Ry’s cock in my mouth.” The topic was wearing on the short man, he knew what Ryan’s member looked like, really wished he didn’t. Just talking about another man’s dick made him shiver. Unfortunately for him, the action just made Candi think her friend was protesting a bit too much as she got excited about the idea.

With a scoff Candi rolled her eyes. “Well, maybe you did.” She said not remembering what she had made Bailey do for the last bet that her friend had lost. “But that isn’t how we are doing this anyhow.”

Tilting his head to the side Bailey just stared at the girl, wondering how she pictured this scenario working out. “Okay, how do you see this actually working then?” Bailey asked, trying to make it clear how crazy of an idea this was and how it would never work out. Sadly, for Bailey, it just made it appear like he had moved on to acceptance and was then dragged into the planning phase for an evening of sexual activity to please his best friend’s boyfriend.