Feminized!

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You are John Doe, a 21 year old boy. You live with your mother and your sister, Jane, in a suburban house. You get along with them alright, but prefer to keep to yourself in general. You don’t have many friends, but you have one who you are pretty close to. Emma is your best friend. She has always been more outgoing than you, but not too much. She has creamy freckled skin, and hair so red it seems dyed. She has a slim frame, with perky breasts and a nice ass. Needless to say, Emma is hot. You’ve always secretly had a crush on Emma, but you’ve never told her. You never talk about it with her, but you know she is at least bisexual, if not lesbian. Regardless, you two still are very, very close friends.

It’s a hot day, just weeks after the last day of your second year of college. Your sister left earlier today for a dance competition just outside of town. You had just arrived home from running errands for your mother, when you see Emma‘s car parked in front of your house. Curious, you head inside and see what she is here for. “Hey son!” Your mother calls to you as you enter the house. You look over to the kitchen to see your mother and Emma in the kitchen, cooking food.

You walk up to the kitchen, drop some groceries on the counter, and give your mother a hug. “Hey, Mom.” You say lovingly as you hug her tightly. You let go of her and stand up, turning your attention towards Emma. She is wearing a blue jean-jacket, with a plain white t-shirt under it. She is also wearing blue jeans that match her jacket. She has natural makeup on, with cherry red lipstick that matches her curly red hair. “Hey, Emma. What are you doing here?”

She holds her arms out and gestures to you, “What, so I don’t get a hug or anything? Just ‘why are you here?’” She mocks you, laughing. You blush, and awkwardly give Emma a hug. She hugs you back lovingly. You feel the warmth of her body as she holds you. Her soft, warm skin feels so nice against your body. Feeling more comfortable, you sink into Emma more, and give her a bigger, more confident hug. “That’s better, John.” She says enthusiastically. The two of you let go of each other and stand face to face. “We’ve known each other for years. I know you are shy, but we are so close, it’s okay for you to open up to me.” You’ve heard this speech a thousand times from her. She’s always wanted you to be more open with her, but you’ve always been shy around her. “Just be yourself, John.” Emma says with a smile.

“You know, I’ve been saying the same thing to him for years.” Your mother says, turning to Emma. “He needs to be more open. There’s no way he’ll make it out there without someone to talk to.” She says.

Emma nods enthusiastically in agreement. “Anyway,” Emma says pausing, “I came here just to hang out with you, John. We haven’t talked for, like, a week. It’s been crazy since graduation, you know?” You nod, smiling. It wasn’t until just now that you realize how much you’ve missed Emma.

Your mom puts her hand on Emma‘s shoulder and says, “Emma honey, I appreciate the help with the cooking, but I think I got it from here.” She says smiling.

Emma smiles a big toothy smile. “Thanks, Mrs. Doe.” You and Emma head downstairs, into the living room. For a while, the two of you make small talk, talking about what’s happened since you’ve last seen each other. Suddenly, you feel the need to pee and excuse yourself to the bathroom.