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You sit in the comfortable chair near her desk and wait for her to proceed. "The first thing you should know is that I've been through the Process myself," Miss Beaumont says. "You used to be a boy?" you say rather incredulously. "Not exactly. I was born a girl and started changing into a boy. However, the Process reversed itself midway through and I remain female as you can see," she says. "Mr. Anderson told me that almost never happened," you say. "It almost never does. I think I'm one of only a couple that it's been known to happen to. Of course, there could be others that we don't know about," she replies. You are eager now. "Could you tell me about it?" you say. "Well, it's rather personal and a little embarrassing, but as I said I admire your spirit and I do want to help you," she replies. "I do want to warn you that I might have to be a little explicit about sexual matters. Is that okay? I don't want to make you uncomfortable." Even if it weren't okay, you're certainly not going to stop her now, so you nod. "I didn't grow up in Rosestead. When I was a child, I was a tomboy, always playing sports with the boys and never liking girls very much. To be honest, I often had fantasies of being a boy. They just seemed to be much more fun than the girls I grew up with, so all my friends were boys and I never really had any girlfriends. When I was fifteen, one of my friends and I became boyfriend/girlfriend. We lost our virginity together and had sex a few times. The sex was terrific, but afterward he started treating me differently. More like a girl and I just wanted him to be my buddy. So I broke up with him. Sex was great so I knew I wanted to have more sex, but I also knew I didn't want another boyfriend. So I started having a whole succession of one-night stands, mostly with virgins. It didn't really matter how skillful they were, since it was so exciting to me that it always felt great." She continues, "Then my parents came home one day and told me we were moving to Rosestead. They explained the whole Process to me and how there was a chance that I could turn into a boy...." "Wait," you interrupt, "your parents told you about the Process before you came here? My mother never told me anything about it." "I'm afraid I can't speak for your mother, Parker. She must have known about it. I don't know why she didn't tell you," she says. "I don't either," you say bitterly. "Anyway, at the time, turning into a boy didn't sound so bad. And I wasn't really expecting to change anyway. It's fairly rare that girls turn into boys. So we moved to Rosestead and in only a few days, my breasts were shrinking and my clitoris was growing and the rest of my body was changing as well. It was obvious I was turning into a boy. Faced with the actual reality of it, I just couldn't handle it. I loved sex as a girl after all. I had no idea if I'd even like it as a boy. Plus, as you probably know, the Process makes you really want sex all the time. So I went out and had sex with every boy who showed an interest, which was most of them. And then the Process reversed and I didn't change after all," Miss Beaumont finishes. The ending of the story comes as no surprise as you had figured out pretty early on that she must be the one Mr. Anderson told you about. You remember that he had said something about her being gangbanged by the wrestling team. "So do you think lots of sex is the reason?" you ask. "I'm no expert. I suppose that's possible, but I would guess that you have to hang onto something that makes you happy about being a man and try to magnify the importance of that to you. For me, it was sex. It might be the same for you or it might be something else," she says. "Most Processees don't want the Process to stop; they usually already know that they were born the 'wrong sex,' as it were, but there must be some reason you're fighting the Process so hard. If you know exactly why, you might be able to stop it." [[I prefer sex as a man.]] <>[[I need to stay a man for Emily.]] <>[[I'll have to think about it.]] :: I need to stay a man for Emily. <>"I have a girlfriend," [[you|You]] say. "I have to stay a man." "Well, that's very sweet," [[Miss Beaumont]] says, "though I wonder if it will be enough. Still, I hope it all works out for you." [[Finish classes.]] :: I'll have to think about it. <>"I'll have to think about it," [[you|You]] say. "I guess I've never thought about why I wanted to stay a man. I've just always been one and I'm happy that way." "Are you really, Parker?" [[Miss Beaumont]] responds. "May I ask you a personal question?" "Sure," you say. "Have you ever had sex with a girl, Parker?" she asks. <><>"Yes. Just last night, in fact," you respond. "Who with?" she asks. You tell her about your encounter with Molly and she inquires, "Did you enjoy it?" "Yeah, it was great," you respond. "Would you like to fuck me?" she asks.<>"No," you respond. <>You think back to <>ejaculating while licking Molly, so you never got a chance to have sex with her,<>your failed attempt with Belinda<> and you start to get a bit nervous.<> "Would you like to? You can fuck me if you want," Miss Beaumont responds.<> [[Hell yes.]] [[Thanks, but no thanks.]] <>[[I should be faithful to Emily.]]<> :: I prefer sex as a man. <>"I think it's the sex thing for me, too," [[you|You]] say. "The idea of being penetrated just seems gross and weird to me. And I'm used to having my you-know-what. I don't want to lose it." [[Miss Beaumont]] looks at you sympathetically. "Have you ever had sex with a girl, Parker?" she asks. <><>"Yes. Just last night, in fact," you respond. "Who with?" she asks. You tell her about your encounter with Molly and she inquires, "Did you enjoy it?" "Yeah, it was great," you respond. "Would you like to fuck me?" she asks.<>"No," you respond. <>You think back to <>ejaculating while licking Molly, so you never got a chance to have sex with her,<>your failed attempt with Belinda<> and you start to get a bit nervous.<> "Would you like to? You can fuck me if you want," Miss Beaumont responds.<> [[Hell yes.]] [[Thanks, but no thanks.]] <>[[I should be faithful to Emily.]]<> :: Thanks, but no thanks. "It's awfully nice of you to offer," [[you|You]] say, "but no thank you. I don't think I'd be comfortable having sex with a teacher." "Suit yourself," [[Miss Beaumont]] says. "Let me know if you change your mind." She turns her attention to something on her desk and you let yourself out of her office. [[Finish classes.]] :: I should be faithful to Emily. "Thank you very much for the offer, but I have a girlfriend from back home," [[you|You]] say. "I want to be faithful to her." "Well, that's very honorable of you, Parker," [[Miss Beaumont]] responds. "If there's any way you can think of that I can help you, please let me know. I'll see you tomorrow." She turns her attention to something on her desk and you let yourself out. [[Finish classes.]] :: Hell yes. "Would I!? You bet!" [[you|You]] respond. [[Miss Beaumont]] smiles and stands up. She walks over to your chair seductively and bends over to kiss you on the mouth. You kiss her back and she rubs her hands over your budding breasts. Your nipples harden immediately and you shift in your seat to give your dick room to grow in your pants. She stands up and strips off her t-shirt, revealing her gray sports bra underneath. "Stand up," she says. You stand up and she turns around to reveal her soft, smooth back to you. "Could you take my bra off for me?" she asks coquettishly. You fumble with the clasp for a bit before finally managing to unclasp it. She pulls her bra down and your erection becomes even more uncomfortable as you drink in the sight of her naked back. Without turning around, she kicks off her sneakers and takes her socks off. You try to get a peek at her boobs, but your angle isn't good enough. Then she stands up and shimmies out of her shorts. Since she's wearing nothing underneath, your pulse quickens at her naked ass as it's slowly revealed. [[Take control.]] [[See what she has in mind.]] :: Take control. [[You]] can't resist her any longer. Just after [[Miss Beaumont]] has stepped out of her shorts, you walk up behind her and grip her hips firmly. <><><><><>She gasps and drops her hands to the floor so she's doubled over in front of you. You look down at her ass and see her pussy peeking out at you from between her legs, bald and moistening. You pull down your jeans and <>panties<>boxers<>, freeing your penis, which pops up to greet Miss Beaumont's naked and inviting body in front of you. <>You try to distract yourself with thoughts about horror movies to avoid an embarrassing repeat of your performance with <>Molly<>Belinda<>. <>You run your hands over her ass, enjoying the feeling of her silky smooth skin. She moans as she steps out of her shorts and repositions her feet to spread her legs a bit more for you. You stare in some awe at her pussy spread out before you. Taking advantage of the opportunity, you caress her pussy for a bit and her labia open invitingly. You can't wait any longer, so you push the head of your penis against the opening to her vagina. It spreads open for you easily and you sink your entire length into her. You begin thrusting in and out of her, becoming more urgent as the sensations become more pleasurable. Miss Beaumont pulls her legs together, tightening her pussy around your dick. "Spank my ass," she breathes. Not one to turn down a lady's request, you strike her buttock firmly with your right hand. "Harder!" she demands. You hit her harder until, at her urging, you're spanking her quickly and as hard as you can and enjoying the sight of her ass reddening in front of you while you fuck her. By this point, she only has one hand on the floor to support herself against your thrusts and her other hand is diddling her clit while you spank and fuck her. You try to resist orgasm, but you can only take so much of this and, with a cry, you spend your seed into her warm, moist pussy. You keep up your thrusts as you soften and Miss Beaumont brings herself off shortly afterward. She pulls off of you, turns around, and drops to her knees. She takes you into her mouth and lovingly cleans you off with her tongue.<> "Thanks, Parker," she says, "<>Molly seems to have broken you in pretty well. That was really good. I'll have to thank her.<>That was terrific for a first time. You might have the makings of a man after all.<>" You return her thanks enthusiastically and the two of you get dressed. <>You manage to hide your panties from her as you get dressed, and you're glad she didn't notice them. <>She approaches you and gives you a hug and kiss goodbye and you set off on your way, with renewed confidence. [[Finish classes.]]<><>Miss Beaumont jumps, startled, and turns around quickly, letting you get a good look for the first time at her pert breasts and fully shaved genitals. "Better let me," she says. <><> :: See what she has in mind. [[Miss Beaumont]] straightens up and turns to face [[you|You]]. You take a good long look at her body. She has pert breasts, and her genitals are shaved clean. <> :: Miss Beaumont Fucks You Miss Beaumont sinks to her knees in front of you and undoes your belt and jeans, slowly and sensually pulling your pants down to your ankles. <>When she sees your panties, she pulls back in disgust and then guffaws. "Aw, Parker, that's such a pretty pair of panties you're wearing. And your tiny little dick looks so cute in them. Sorry, Parker, but I was probably wrong about you. I doubt you're cut out to be a man. I could still fuck you if you like, though."<>She nuzzles your crotch and kisses your dick through your boxers.<><><> "Small," she says, "but that's okay. As long as it's nice and hard, we can find positions where size doesn't matter so much." She pulls your boxers down to your ankles and immediately swallows you to the root. She pulls your balls up with her hand and gives them a tongue bath at the same time. She pulls back up and goes down on you again, this time popping your balls into her mouth as well. You're astonished that there's room in her mouth for all of that. While the sensations are nice, most of your excitement comes from watching your dick disappear into this beautiful woman's mouth. She pulls off of you and says, "Take off your clothes, Parker." You comply while she lies down on the floor and pulls her legs up so her ankles are near her ears. She beckons you to lie on top of her, which you do. She reaches down and guides your hard penis into her vagina, squeezing her thighs together as you enter her. <>This is it, you think, I'm finally having sex with a woman.<> The fit feels incredibly tight to you and you eagerly start thrusting into her. She reaches a hand down to play with her clit while you fuck her. She exhorts you to go faster and harder and you comply to the best of your ability until you finally spend inside of her. She urges you to continue so you do until she brings herself off to a shuddering climax. When she's done, you pull out and stand up. She pulls her legs back down onto the floor and looks up at you. "Well, Parker," she says, "That was pretty good<> especially for a first time<>. <>I should say, though, that you're quite wrong about being penetrated. It's neither gross nor weird. It occurs to me that perhaps you ought to know what you're rejecting before you reject it.<>I wonder, have you ever considered seeing it from the other side and being penetrated? A lot of people, even men, really like it.<> If you'd like, I'd be willing to show you what penetration is really like."<> "What do you mean?" you ask. She walks over to her desk and opens a drawer. She pulls out a dildo with a strap-on harness. "With this," she says. <>[[I guess I can try it.|I guess I should try it before deciding I don't like it.]]<>[[I guess I should try it before deciding I don't like it.]]<> [[What, are you crazy!?]] :: What, are you crazy!? "No thanks," [[you|You]] say. "That's one of those things I don't have to try to know I won't like it." "Suit yourself," [[Miss Beaumont]] shrugs and puts it away. The two of you get dressed in silence. <>You walk out of her office, disappointed in how it had all gone. Damn Belinda for making you wear these panties anyway!<>Before you leave, she gives you a kiss on the lips and says, "If you ever need anything, don't be afraid to ask."<> [[Finish classes.]] :: I guess I should try it before deciding I don't like it. <><><>[[You]] remember how good it felt when Mr. Anderson gave you that rectal exam and wonder if you haven't been missing something after all. "Well, maybe..." you stammer. [[Miss Beaumont]] dons the harness quickly, grabs a tube of what looks like lube out of the desk, and walks over to you with the long, thin dildo jutting obscenely out of her crotch. <>"Strip," she commands. You take off the rest of your clothes and she walks over and fondles your penis.<>She kisses you, reaching down with her hand to fondle your penis until it's hard again.<> Then she turns you around and bends you over her desk. You wait anxiously, wondering what this is going to be like. You feel a cold, greasy feeling as Miss Beaumont inserts a lubricated finger into your ass. She gently stretches you out. It does feel gross and weird and you're about to say something when she gets it in a little deeper and suddenly it starts feeling really good. You moan a bit and Miss Beaumont says, "Oh, like that, do you? I told you it wasn't that bad." She inserts another finger and stretches you a bit more. Eventually she gets back to that same spot and you start moaning again. Your nipples harden to points and you realize that your dick is at least as hard as when Miss Beaumont was stretched out naked before you, ready for you to fuck her. Satisfied, she stands up, takes hold of your hips, and eases the dildo past your sphincter. You are well lubricated and the dildo is thin so it enters you without much difficulty. Miss Beaumont reaches around and begins stroking your dick, making the penetration feel even better and your moaning gets louder with need and desire. Miss Beaumont whispers in your ear, "Well, you seem to be moaning quite a bit. Maybe it's not so bad after all?" You have to admit it's not so bad as you find yourself pushing your ass back against her, longing for more penetration. Miss Beaumont begins vigorously fucking you and stroking your dick more insistently. You suddenly feel absolutely incredible. This sexy woman's soft hand on your dick combined with the rough penetration of your ass brings you close to an orgasm in no time. She whispers into your ear, "Come for me, Parker. Come all over my desk." You do, having a <>much more <>powerful orgasm<> than you did when you had fucked her<>. You quake and shudder as you spurt over and over again onto her desk. She pulls the dildo out of your ass, points to the come on her desk, and says, "Do you want to lick that up or shall I?" [[Lick it up.|Clean Miss Beaumont's Desk]] [[She can do it.]] :: Clean Miss Beaumont's Desk <><><>[[You]] don't say anything and she gently takes hold of you by the neck and guides your face down to the pool of your come on the desk. You stick out your tongue tentatively and lick up a little bit of it. It's salty and a bit bitter and the consistency takes some getting used to, but it's not that unpleasant. She guides your head until you've licked her desk clean. "Very good, Parker," she says. "I've never fucked a boy like //that// before; it was really hot." She strips off the harness and the two of you dress. When you're done, she kisses you on the lips, forcing her tongue down your throat and squeezing your ass. "I don't know if you're going to be able to resist the Process or not. I definitely hope you manage it somehow, though," she says with an encouraging smile. "If you do, I think you might become one of my favorite students." While you're leaving, she gives you a slap on the ass. "Good luck!" she says cheerily. [[Finish classes.]] :: She can do it. "I don't think so," [[you|You]] say. "Suit yourself," [[Miss Beaumont]] replies. "More for me." She leans over the desk and licks the come off her desk, looking you directly in the eyes as she does it. "You taste good," she says. "Pity you didn't want to try it yourself. You know, I've never fucked a boy like //that// before; it was really hot." She strips off the harness and the two of you dress. "I don't know if you're going to be able to resist the Process or not. I definitely hope you manage it somehow, though," she says with an encouraging smile. "If you do, I think you might become one of my favorite students." She kisses you goodbye and you wince as you taste your own come in her mouth. She slaps you on the ass as you walk out of her office. "Good luck!" she says cheerily. [[Finish classes.]] :: Go to Miss Beaumont's office. [[You]] walk into [[Miss Beaumont]]'s office where she sits behind her desk. "Parker, I'm so glad to see you. Please sit down." You sit in the comfortable chair near her desk and wait for her to proceed. <>"I'm sure you remember that we were talking about your joining the cheerleading team before we were so rudely interrupted. I was wondering if you've had time to consider my offer," she says.<>She says, "I realize the Process is new to you and all and I don't want to rush you into anything, but I was wondering if you would consider joining the cheerleading squad. I think you'd be a great addition and we'd love to have you. You seem to have all the skills we look for and, let's face it, you're already very pretty. I think you're going to be a gorgeous young woman."<> [[Agree to join the cheerleaders.]] [[Decline the offer.]] :: Decline the offer. [[You]] think about it. You're really not cut out for cheerleading though, plus that would mean more time with Rachel, who is particularly unpleasant. "I don't think cheerleading is for me, [[Miss Beaumont]], but thanks anyway," you say. "Well," she says, "it was worth a try. Good luck to you, Parker." She turns her attention to something on her desk and you can tell you're dismissed. [[Finish classes.]] :: Agree to join the cheerleaders. [[You]] think about it. "I guess so," you say. "I do have fun doing it." "Great," [[Miss Beaumont]] says. "There is one thing, though. As you probably know, Rachel is the captain of the cheerleading team and, frankly, she rules it with an iron fist. I just want you to know that if you don't want to let her push you around, that I'll support you. I can't do too much. It's school policy to be fairly hands-off about such things, but I'll help any way I can. If you end up being as good as I think you will be, I'd love to make you captain so long as I'm sure it wouldn't cause a team revolt." You're not sure about dealing with Rachel. Frankly, she rather frightens you<>, though you seem to be gaining some confidence lately<>. "I'll try my best, Miss Beaumont," you promise. "I'm sure you will, Parker. Thanks a lot and see you tomorrow. Tomorrow's also the first day of practice," she says. You walk out and go on to your classes.<> [[Finish classes.]]