Jeen looked around her room looking for a good substitute for a vagina, she stared at the flowery hollow, sunbathing on the edge of the window. The flowers were picked by her mother, from the house's own garden, to perfume and make Jeen's room more feminine.
Like a pair of scissors, Jeen cut off one of the red roses, beware of the thorns. Then she took the flower where her "flower" had been before.
The rose set naturally.
To make sure everything was right, Jeen tested her new vagina. She ran her fingers through the petals, it was as if she had several lips, and she felt them being touched by her fingers. Then Jeen stuck her finger inside the rose. She felt her finger entering her new flowering cavity, then a rougher sensation in her finger. Jeen didn't know what it was, as she never paid much attention to biology class, but what she was touching was the pistil of the rose. As she stuck her finger in, Jeen began to feel her walls moister and smoother. It was Jeen's vaginal cavity that she recognized, since she had masturbated so many times. In the same way, Jeen felt, all the time, that her vagina was being penetrated like her finger, just like her original vagina.
When Jeen removed his finger, a sweet-smelling watery liquid covered him. It wasn't the fluids from her original vagina that she was used to. Jeen licked the liquid and immediately realized that it was sweet, as sweet as honey.
"I don't think the boys will stop licking this pussy here." Jeen said mischievously.
Even though she had a new vagina, Jeen noticed that something was missing from her. A clitoris was missing.
To be her new clitoris Jeen took another, smaller flower, a lavender stalk. Jeen placed the little flower touching the rose petals where her original clitoris was. Jeen touched her new and felt the touch and pleasure that her original had.
"Too bad I lost my pussy." Jeen said, trying to remember where he lost her. "It doesn't matter. I've got a new, better, smellier one in its place."
With a new vagina, Jeen wears a pair of pink panties, which match her bra. She swaps her cheerleader's skirt for a plaid skirt. Jeen decided to change in the school locker room for cheerleading practice.
While we were changing, something happened.