I Am All Girl: Chapter 1

Chapter 1: New Beginnings

Lyssa woke when her alarm began to sound. Her sleep had been sound, and it was going to be an exciting new day for her. As she woke, she was in a very good mood and bounced down the hallway to the bathroom to begin her morning ritual. Today, she started in her new school. It promised to be a great day.

It wasn't unusual for Lyssa to be starting at a new school. It had happened several times in her life. The life she lived somewhat dictated the necessity of moving. Every once in a while, it just became unavoidable. Lyssa's mother raised her alone, as her father had died at a very young age. Lyssa had been barely a month old when her father had died. Her mother wanted a little girl, and when Lyssa was born a male, she had thought she would just do it again. However, the death of Lyssa's father had made that eventuality unlikely. So, Lyssa's mother had turned her son into a daughter.

As she grew up, she never knew that she wasn't really a girl. She went through her preschool years living and playing as any other girl would. She had nothing but girls for friends. Wore all the pretty dresses and cute little girls shoes. Everyone that met Lyssa thought she was just the cutest little girl there ever was. In elementary, she still didn't know that there was really anything different about her. She knew that at least twice though, after she had had an accident in school, her mother had made them move. It wasn't ever really clear why. Junior High happened, and things began to really change. At least it did for all the other girls. They began to develop breasts and start the process of becoming a woman. Lyssa however began to develop to her genetics.

At first the differences weren't that obvious. Some girls breasts just grew later in life, she knew this. So the fact that her own breasts stayed stubbornly flat didn't bother her that much. However, her deepening voice and the occasional hairs growing on her chin and upper lip really started to bother her. Lyssa was very pretty, with her long auburn hair and blue eyes. Her athletic build helped add to her beauty, but no one would want to be with a girl with a deep voice and hair on her face. She was really starting to become concerned. She also had a problem with her penny, as her mother called it. It was starting to get larger and was getting more uncomfortable to be tucked between her legs all day.

Then it happened in 7th grade, sports teams! Lyssa was really excited about joining the sports teams, especially volleyball. She loved the school uniforms, black spankies and a tight red t-shirt with a dragon on the front. Having been born in the year of the dragon, she had an affinity for them. Secretly, Lyssa was very much attracted to girls. Of course, this was bad as girls aren't supposed to like other girls, but she did, very much. When she asked her mother about joining a sports team at school, she had been told absolutely not. This crushed Lyssa. She had always been a good student, straight A's, and never really in trouble. She just couldn't understand why being on the school sports teams was being denied to her. She had been allowed to play on the little league teams, volleyball, basketball, and even softball. So why now, was she not allowed to play.

Well, as most teens do, Lyssa thought she knew better than her mother. She forged the papers to join the volleyball team and told her mother that she would be staying after school to help tutor the slower students. Since she had often been asked to be a peer tutor, it seemed like a good lie. She showed up the first day after school for volleyball practice, and mostly it was a meet and greet session with the coach. Coach Rendano was a beautiful woman with medium length brunette hair. She had high cheek bones and wonderful almond colored eyes. Her athletic body was hugged tightly by her red shorts and black t-shirt. All her curves were plain for anyone with functioning eyes to see. Lyssa liked her immediately. In addition to her physical beauty, her voice was melodious, light, and lilting. She also seemed to have a very nice personality. Lyssa picked up her practice uniform and couldn't wait until the next day when they would finally begin to work out and practice.

On the first day of practice, things went horribly wrong. Lyssa showed up in the locker room with a couple of her friends she had made over the first couple weeks of school. She had stripped down to her matching red bra and panties when she happened to glance over at her friends who were pulling off their panties to put on their practice spankies. One of the girls however was facing Lyssa, and her legs ended at a fuzzy blond patch of hair, but this girl didn't have a penny! When she saw this, Lyssa couldn't help but gasp. She had never seen anything like this before, and she had no idea what was wrong with this other girl. Suddenly, she was very self conscious of her own penny, and even noticed that the other two girls didn't have any pennies either. Confusion wasn't even the beginning of what Lyssa was feeling.

Lyssa sat there on the bench staring at these girls realizing it wasn't they who were different, but rather she who was different. This was very disconcerting for her. She was very self conscious now and crossed her legs and waited. The other girls finished getting their workout cloths on and asked her why she wasn't getting ready. "Oh sorry," she replied, "I was just thinking," she finished lamely. The other girls encouraged her to hurry up as they left the locker room. Lyssa quickly finished changing and joined the rest of the hopefuls out on the court. All through that first practice she couldn't help but think about the difference in her body from the other girls. She even found herself staring at the crotches of the rest of the team, and realized that none of them seemed to have anything between their legs. With the spankies on, it was easier to tell that she had something more folded between her legs than the rest of the girls. Or maybe that was her imagination, because they didn't seem to notice. However, she did, and grew even more self conscious about it, so bad she allowed herself to fall to the back of the pack in the warm up run and made sure she was in the back of the lines while stretching, so that no one was behind her.

She was so distraught, that when she got home she admitted her deception to her mother and told her the whole story. They sat in silence together for a long time before her mother spoke. The whole story was explained to Lyssa, and she now knew that she wasn't really a girl. She also knew why they had had to move so often. However, she was given a choice, to go on living as a girl, or to turn herself into a guy. Well, being that she only really knew how to be a girl, she chose to continue living as a girl.

Lyssa's mother explained what it would all entail to continue living as a girl. Hormones, psychological counseling, surgeries, scorn, ridicule, hate, and many other things would all go along with the decision. She didn't change her mind.

So today, Lyssa is starting in her new school. A fresh place where no one knows what she is. Only one person knows who she is, besides her mother of course. It was another local girl who would also be a senior this year. She was 18 like Lyssa. They both shared a birthday, September 2nd. Since the cut off for starting school in Texas was September 1st when they were younger, they had both been held to start school the following year. Consequently, they were both a year older than the majority of their peers.

Both of the girls had been down at the YMCA practicing their volleyball. Lyssa, having developed something of a natural shyness was keeping to herself, but indicating through body language that if the other girl wanted to, she would be happy to practice with her. After about half an hour of oops and sorry, Whitney introduced herself to Lyssa and asked if they could work out together. Every day there after, the two girls would meet and practice volleyball for hours. It was the beginning of a beautiful friendship.

The prospect of starting the school year, her birthday, and a fresh start really excited Lyssa. As she stood in the shower feeling the hot water glide down over her naked body, she began to feel her penny grow hard. Her nipples also became erect as her mind turned to more carnal pleasures. Lyssa began to run her fingers over her body, feeling her soft pink flesh glide underneath the pads of her fingers. Slowly the fingers caressed up and down her body until they were circling the tips of her nipples, which she began to roll between her forefingers and thumbs.

It didn't take long until she was vigorously caressing her own breasts. A few minutes of this, and one of her hands hand slid down across her taut athletic stomach to begin stroking her erect penny. Her hand glided up and down the shaft of the penny, aided by the water in lubrication. Soon, Lyssa was sliding her hand back and forth on her shaft in a rapid rhythmic movement. Her other hand was squeezing, rubbing, caressing, tweaking, and twisting on her nipples and breasts. She could feel her climax building already. As usual of late, images of Whitney began to flash through her mind as she stroked her erection. Moaning loudly as her climax built, Lyssa leaned back against the wall for support to keep from falling over.

With an explosion of hot cum, and a loud scream, Lyssa's climax poured out of the tip of her erection onto the floor of the shower. Panting hard from her exertions, Lyssa continued to lean against the wall as her penny throbbed in the grasp of her hand, waiting until she had the strength to finish her shower.

After she had regained her composure, Lyssa finished her shower and the rest of her mourning bathroom ritual. She put on a purple bra and panty set, which she wore under her school uniform. The uniform was a plain black pleated skirt and a plain white blouse. Over the blouse was a black blazer with the crest of the school emblazoned on the right breast. Lyssa was again, a dragon!