The pain in Jen's crotch was unbearable. The swelling in her new penis had deflated just slightly. However, there was no debating that her balls had just dropped. Her new scrotum was spilling out of the side of her panties while the length of her half-erection tented the fabric. Jen's breath steadied and she stood on her own. "Thanks..." Jen's voice came out deeper than it had just a moment ago. Not quite boyish yet but it sounded like a poor attempt at sounding male. But it was her natural voice mow.
Stacy gave a silent nod as she removed her eyes from the shrinking bulge in her friend's underwear. "Jen, honey. You can't go out like this. Kyle Perkins may be a skinny little thing but apparently not downstairs..." the girl made eye contact with her masculanizing friend.
Jen blushed, nodding. Even though the erection was fading, the tube inside her panties was still growing. "What do I do? This thing is such an attention whore."
Stacy sighed, "there is one way. Jen, you're familiar with a refractory period?" The girl stepped closer, her chest almost pressing against the almost empty bra. Slowly, Stacy began plucking the tissue from the stuffed bra.
Jen took a sharp breath as a sudden jolt in her crotch made her very aware of Stacy's proximity. "What are you doing?" Deep breath. "Uh, no...What is that?" Sex ed had not been a top priority. She'd been on the pill since she was 11. Not that she'd ever had a purpose other than controlling acne.
"Well. Let's just say, I can help you get through the rest of the school day." Stacy said, unhooking the back of Jen's bra.
"Stacy...why?" Jen groaned as her chest was exposed to the air, "we're friends. You're not into girls."
"Jen. You're not a girl right now and you know I just broke up with Brad. Plus, you need my help." At this point, Stacy stripped down naked with practiced speed. "You don't mind do you?" Stacy picked up Jen's hands and put them over her piqued nipples.
Jen gasped, stepping closer to Stacy and gripped the firm breasts in her hands. Almost automatically she began kneading. "But I've never actually been with anybody.." Her breaths were shaky. Rapid. She was begging for it.
Stacy smiled and pulled Jen against her body by the band of her panties, feeling the raging erection against her tummy. "I can help with that." With a firm grasp, Stacy pulled the strained fabric off of Jen's body and let them drop. Just as predicted, there was nothing girlish about Jen's lower body. Skinny but not lacking.
Jen's own nipples poked against Stacy's breast. They were barely AAs. Soon there were hands around her member. Jen groaned a deep baritone as her voice dropped again. Her hips bucked in Stacy's hand. The intensity was so intense, she could have easily lost her load right there. But she could hear the girl's voice telling her to wait.
Holding Jen's hands on her boobs firmly, Stacy turned and bent over against the wall. Stacy lead Jen by her length and brought her awkward shuffling toward her moist past. With a clear path, Jen could figure out what to do next. Jen mounted Stacy and her hips pumped furiously. Her grip moved down to Stacy's waist. It wasn't long before her balls tightened and clenched one last time. She could feel herself coming in Stacy's vagina. Jen moaned and bucked and just felt the energy leave her body. "Oh my God. That was amazing."
Her erection was no longer an issue.