Chapter 7 Higher Learning
Hi, I'm Alisha and this is the story about my life after becoming a futanari. I used to be a flat-chested Vietnamese-American girl with long silky black hair. Now I've got short wavy hair, an 11-inch penis and a vagina and my breasts have grown to B cups.
Leaving the state for college made me feel a bit sad, leaving my girlfriend/lover, Ali who went to Cali, and my besties, Adam and Eve behind as they chose a school near home, but I was full of hope for new opportunities and exciting experiences. The school's orientation was nice, and I met a lot of people, saw some cute girls there, but didn't get any of the right vibes from them. They had a hypnotist do a show, most of the volunteers were guys and when under hypnosis they were made to do silly things like act as if they were giving birth and whatnot. The cute hypnotist handed out his business cards after the show, but best of all, I think I lucked out with housing, my floor is the only co-ed floor in all of the freshman dorms, so that should lead to some excitement I hope.
After getting to know some of the other students on my floor and starting classes, I began to feel a little overwhelmed. There was so much to do, luckily cooking was not one of those things, the school had a buffet style cafeteria with food that was actually good, I quickly picked up a pizza, burger and energy drink habit there, though. Thankfully, my unique genetics seemed to know where to put the extra 'nutrition', my boobs and ass continued to grow a bit, and my body was still pretty lean and athletic looking. Damn was I blessed.
One evening after eating at the cafeteria, I looked up towards an open window on the 4th floor of the dorm building next to mine and saw a frizzy haired girl completely in the buff with beautiful bronzed skin and the most perfectly round and perky breasts. I nearly jizzed my pants right there, without thinking, I took another look to count the windows to see which room it would be and ran to the door, luckily someone was just stepping out to have a smoke and I didn't have a key for this building, so I said thanks and rushed in and up the stairs, I tried to calm myself on the way up and when I came to the door, I gave it a light knock.
"Hello" said a pale, but also super hot emo/goth-looking girl, poking her head out of a completely dark room.
Shit, counted wrong, "Sorry wrong door, I was looking for a girl with frizzy hair." I said. When I noticed her eyes gazing downward, I blushed and tried to hide my erection.
She must have realized that she had stared a little too long and said "Sorry, I think you must be looking for Liz, she's next door." Then she pointed to the left, and coyly spoke in a more hushed tone, "Feel free to come to the wrong door another time though." as she gave my crotch one last glance before disappearing into the darkness of her room and closing her door.
Reeling and almost drooling at those last words, I came back to the moment and proceeded to the next door over. Before I could knock, the door swung open and a strange smell hit me, and I heard a voice whisper, "Shit, not that way, somebody will narc on me" and the door was slammed on my face as quickly as it opened. I waited a second and gave a knock and heard "Who is it?"
I didn't know what to say, but quickly blurted out "Not a narc", "Good enough for me" was the reply as the door cracked and I was yanked in by the still naked beauty. "Hi, I hope you don't mind nudity, my modesty practically doesn't exist when I'm high, I'm Liz... and you are?"
"Very glad to make you acquaintance!" I announced thoughtlessly as my eyes wondered all over her body.
"I was kind of hoping for a name to attach to that pretty face of yours though." Liz said with a bit of a sarcastic attitude as she rested her hands on her hips.
Finally self-conscious about my behavior, I stated "I'm Alisha, sorry for staring, but you look like a goddess, I'm completely stunned."
"No need for compliments here, you appear to be quite a babe yourself. I'm sorry if you wanted to get high, but I just used up the last of my stash."
"Thanks for the offer" I said, "but I came here, looking for something else."
Finally, she noticed my skirt tenting and her jaw dropped, "Oh... um, is that a strap-on under there?" she asked.