Second Puberty Ver 1 20

I knocked on Art's door and waited a few moments before the door opened as Art stood.

Art instantly smiled at me, "How's it going good looking?"

I rolled my eyes but still smirked as Art never seized to not pay me a compliment.  I spoke, "Oh please, I know you say that to every girl."

Art smiled wolfishly at me, "Only those that deserve it.  And trust me you deserve it."

I felt my face heat up at the simple flattery as it was hard to deny that I wasn't at least somewhat cute with Art always paying me compliments....well that and all the tips I've been getting at work.  With my face reddening from embarrassment I still spoke, "Yeah I doubt that."

Art laughed, "You and that low self esteem."  He leaned forward smiling, "Only makes you hotter and easier to keep you to myself."

I rolled my eyes, "Please I'm not that hot."

Art straightened a little bit as he shrugged, "Whatever you say dude."

He stepped aside with a smile, "Would you like to come in?"

I stood there for a moment before I spoke, "Ummm, actually I came to ask a favor?"

Art rose his eyebrow at me, "Shoot!"

I looked down not wanting to meet his eyes, "I was wondering if I could stay with you for a couple of days."

I looked up at Art now that I got that out to see Art had a little shocked expression before he quickly over came it with a mischievous smile, "You want to spend a couple of days with me?"

I sighed, "Come on Art.  I promised you once school was over I would spend more time with you. This is me trying to honor that promise."

Art smiled at me, "And the other thing?"

I rolled my eyes, "Yes I finally got the all clear to where I'm sexually active again."

Art's smile went so wide it almost looked like a villainous smile before he spoke, "So we can FINALLY have sex?"

I sighed knowing full well where this was going as I scowled at him, "I'm not going to jump your bones the moment I get the all clear Art."

I shrugged, "I just thought it would be nice to actually hang out with my friend for a couple of days now that I'm out from all of mom's rules."  I looked at him, "But if she does happen it happens.  I just don't want you trying to force the issue, ok?"

Art nodded, "Fine."

I pointed at him, "And no trying to corner me or anything like that.  This is just an olive branch and me honoring my promise.  That's it!"

Art held up his hands, "Fine!  I got it."

I spoke, "So is it alright if I stay with you for a couple of days?"

Art shrugged, "I don't see why not."  He rubbed his chin, "Though I better text mom and dad to make sure."  He held up his finger, "Hang on."

He reached into his pocket and produced his cell phone as he quickly started typing away on his phone before he spoke, "And sent."

We waited a moment before his phone chimed and he looked down and spoke loudly, "Dad says its cool.  And mom...." his phone chimed again, "says no funny business."  He smiled at me, "You're good."

I nodded, "Good."  I turned, "Now come help me get my stuff."  I started walking back to my car as I heard Art quickly catch up as he spoke, "Stuff?"

I nodded, "Yeah I still have to go to the gym.  I still have to work.  And I still have to eat."

Art smartly remained quiet which told me he was learning.

We got to my car as I opened the trunk revealing two large duffels that I stole from dad's garage.

Art obviously couldn't stop himself as he spoke, "All this for TWO DAYS?"

I looked at him as he quickly shut up and simply leaned forward grabbing both bags and lifted them out of the trunk.

I heard him grunt, "Jesus!"  But that was all that he said before he turned and started walking back to the house.

I smirked before I opened my car door and pulled out my gym bag and oversized cooler bag before I closed it and walked behind Art into his house.

Art closed the door as he saw my two bags before he finally said something, "Jesus, FOUR bags?  You know Jayne for a guy turning into a girl you really have taken on the girl traits for packing."

I looked at him, "Watch it.  This," I waved my hand at the two bags, "is all my mom's doing."

Art blinked, "I'm confused."

I smirked as I handed him my cooler bag, "Go ahead open this bag."

Art bent down and opened the cooler bag revealing fifteen containers filled with food, a dozen other containers filled with snacks, a few dozen baggies with pre-made protein powder, half a dozen baggies filled with powder, and another dozen baggies filled with pills.

Art looked at everything as he spoke, "Jesus fuck!"

I smirked, "Yeah now you see why my diet fucking blows!"

Art looked at me, "This is enough food to feed a football team."

I laughed, "Maybe the starting offense, once if barely."  I shrugged, "No that's all me."

Art blinked, "What the fuck!"

I sighed, "All the blue containers are half meals.  The green are all my snacks.  Then there's protein powder and vitamins I have to take."

Art blinked at me as I spoke, "I know I know.  Mom went over board but that's," I pointed to the bag, "supposed to last me until Sunday morning."

Art grunted, "Still wow."

I nodded, "Yeah."  I smiled, "Could you help me and put them in the fridge so they remain cold."

Art looked at the containers before looking at me, "So you're not going to eat ANY of the food my mom makes?"

I shook my head, "One of the stipulations if I'm staying over.  I have to eat all the meals she made.  No if or buts."

Art sighed, "Alright."

I smiled, "Perfect!"  I bent down and grabbed the two bags, "I'll just take these to your room while you handle that for me."

Art spoke quickly, "Wait!"

I stopped as I looked at Art, "Yes?"

Art poked his chin at me, "What's in the other two bags?"

I smirked, "Clothes, sleeping supplies, makeup, and other knick knacks."

Art rolled his eyes before he picked up the bag with all my food, "Guess I'll put this all away."

I smiled, "Don't be so down.  Remember I'm staying the night for two nights."

Art perked up a little bit as he walked off.  I smiled knowing that would change his mood before I walked up to his room and dropped all the bags on the other side of his bed.

I laid on Art's bed with a smile on my face as I officially relaxed.

I wasn't laying long before I saw Art walk in as he leaned against the door with a smile.

I looked at him frowning, "What?"

Art smiled at me, "Nothing."  He walked in and closed the door.  Something he NEVER did.

I watched as Art walked up to the bed and flopped down next to me making me scoot over.  He exhaled, "Alone at last."

I eyed Art, "Why did you say it like that?"

Art smiled as he shrugged, "No reason."  He turned his head towards me, smiling widely, "No reason at all."

I scowled at him, "Better be."  I elbowed him, "Now put on some TV."

He pointed to the TV, "You know where the remote is.  Go get it."

I looked at him, "You just want to see my ass."

Art smiled at me, "And a nice ass it is too."

I huffed but still got up and retrieved the remote before laying down next to him on the bed.  I turned on the TV, "Care what we watch?"

Art mused loudly before smiling at me, "How about something that has horror and gore in it."

I scowled at him, "And why would I want to do that?"

He smiled at me, "So you can cuddle into me and I can make you feel safe."

I clicked my tongue already seeing where this is going, "Uh huh, so you can feel me up and try to convince me to have sex with you.  Is that what you want?"

Art smiled at me, "Yes please."

I rolled my eyes before a thought popped into my head, "Oh how about I TEASE you until you get blue balls and leave for the gym then work."

Art frowned, "That's cold Jayne."

I focused on the TV, "Yeah well so is trying to convince me to fuck you all the time."

Art sighed, "Fine fine."  He waved at me, "Just put on whatever you want."

I pointed the remote at the TV as I selected one of the apps on his TV and resumed the series I was watching when I was here the last time.

Art waited for one episode to be over before he spoke, "So you glad your period is over?"

I scoffed, "Fuck yeah I am.  That shit blew."  I looked at him, "Like, why would anyone want to go through that?"

Art shrugged, "Probably about as much as girl's that turn into guys."

I looked at him, "I'd rather be a guy again."  I looked forward, "Having only hard ons to worry about is so much simpler than being a girl."

Art spoke, "Like what?"

I eyed Art, "Besides the period?"

Art nodded.

I sighed, "Let's see here.  How about the fact my chest feels heavier than shit for starters?"

Art smiled, "And a lovely chest it is too."

I rolled my eyes, "Of course you would say that."

I went back to my train of thought, "Or the fact I'm smaller than I was before?"

Art smiled, "Not seeing a problem with that either."

I eyed Art before I went back, "Or the fact MOM is making me eat right."

Art didn't say anything.

I smiled at him, "What no witty comebacks?"

Art looked at me, "I just saw your 'diet' I'm not arguing on that one."  He smiled at me, "But if you're fishing for a compliment it's working for you."

I rolled my eyes, "And there it is."

Art shrugged, "What can I say paying you a compliment is easy."

I rolled my eyes, "And you think just paying me a compliment is going to get you into my pants?"

Art laughed, "No, I know it's not."  He looked at me, "But I do enjoy watching you blush though it irritates you."

I spoke, "Exactly!  Like when the fuck did paying me a compliment as a guy ever make me blush?  Why the fuck is complimenting me now as a girl making me blush so much?"

Art spoke, "You really want an answer to that one?"

I looked at him, "Sure."

Art took a deep breath before slowly exhaling, "You're blushing BECAUSE you don't see Jayne the girl.  You still see James the guy."

I blinked at him as Art continued, "It's the same thing as portraying self image.  Like for guys who go from fat to fit.  Every time they look in the mirror they don't see a buff fit dude they still see their fat selves.  In your mind your self image is James because that's what you grew up with but each time you look in the mirror now you see this unrecognizable gorgeous girl staring back at you."

I opened my mouth to argue but quickly shut my mouth.

Then I thought of what he just said.

I mean the first few days I kinda had that problem.  Each time I looked in the mirror I jumped thinking the mirror was broken and almost screamed a couple of times because the reflection wasn't mine.

Then I somehow convinced myself that the big titted reflection was ME.  But it still felt wrong.

Now I'm used to the reflection....if only barely.  I still jump for half a second before I remember I turned and that the reflection was indeed me and not some stranger.

Art continued, "Each time you hear a compliment like me telling you you're gorgeous you reflexively go back to that self image seeing your old self and arguing in your head that no you're not but just as you make the argument that image shifts to your new self and that lingering compliment makes you rethink your argument."

I opened my mouth to argue but instantly shut up as I shook my head, "Get out of my head damn it!"

Art laughed as he spoke, "But that's not the real question."

I blinked as I looked at him, "Oh?  What is the real question?"

Art smiled at me, "Has that reflection ever turned you on to where you started masturbating?"

I rolled my eyes and pushed Art off his bed.

I watched as Art rolled off as he exclaimed 'OH SHIT!' before I heard a 'THUD' sound signifying Art hit the ground.  The sounds were so quick but I still heard them.  Art sat up as I looked at him, "Really?  That's the question you ask?  If my reflection turned me on?"

Art shrugged, "What?  I know I would if I were in your shoes."

I rose my eyebrow, "Really?  You'd masturbate to your own image if you turned into a girl?"

Art nodded, "If I turned into a girl half as hot as you fuck yes I would."  He smiled at me, "And at the same time I would definitely answer some questions that's been plaguing me since I hit puberty."

I grabbed his pillow and quickly smacked him in the face as fast and as hard as I could as I caught him off guard hearing a satisfying 'OAF!' escape him.

I poised the pillow over my shoulder ready to swing again as I spoke, "Why is it EVERY time I hang out with you ALL our conversations IMMEDIATELY go to sex?"

Art shrugged, "Because I'm deprived."

I swung, "NO!" but Art dodged it laughing. I spoke, "You're just a horn dog!"

Art spoke, "Come on, you can't tell me just once during your recent transition that you didn't think of sex?"

I swung, not answering his question.  Still Art laughed as he dodged it.

Art popped his head up, "And didn't it feel good to answer those same questions?"

I scowled at him, "And what questions are those?"

Art smiled, "What does an orgasm as a girl feel like?"

I blushed but didn't say anything.

Art continued, "Or if you gained new triggers."

I squinted, "New triggers?"

Art nodded, "You know like as a guy your nipples weren't that sensitive but now as a girl they're super sensitive."

I felt my face heat up more as it changed to a deeper crimson.

Art continued, "Just everything about being a girl exploring your own body to see what makes you tick now."

Art smiled evilly at me as he mimed smacking his own head, "Oh shit I forgot you already know that with your nipple clamps and vibrator out on display.  Of course you know."

If my face could go redder it would have.  I didn't have any argument or retort so instead I flopped down on the bed as I folded my arms and pouted.

Art climbed on the bed smiling at me, "So did you?"

I huffed, "Did I what?"

I saw in the corner of my eye Art smiling so wide it was almost creepy, "Did," he got closer as he spoke, "you," now he was so close as he whispered into my ear, "masturbate to your image?"

I looked at him, seeing his large ass smile making me blush more as I huffed, "Shut up."

Art jumped up on the bed as he pointed at me, "HA!  YOU'RE JUST AS DEPRAVED AS I AM!"

I spoke up to him, "I didn't acknowledge that I have masturbated to my own image."

Art still pointing at me smiled, "But you're not denying it!  Which means you did!"

I rolled my eyes as Art continued, "Jayne is just as bad as me!!"  He jumped off the bed and started doing a little dance around the bed as he somehow made a song out of his statement as he started to sing, "JAYNE IS AS BAD AS ME!  JAYNE IS AS BAD AS ME!  JAYNE IS AS BAD AS ME!"

I don't know why but I started laughing but mainly I was laughing AT him because it was comical and reminded me just how goofy Art can get.

By the time he was done doing his dance and song I was laughing so hard I was actually holding my stomach.

When he was finally done with his song and dance he pointed to me, "ADMIT IT!"

When I finally got done laughing as I wiped the tears from my eyes I spoke, "Fine!  Yes I've masturbated to my own image."

Art smiled as he straightened and flopped down on the bed next to me, "Glad to hear it.  We're both on the same page."

I chuckled, "Fine you win."

Art nodded with a smile, "Glad we're in agreement you're hot."

I rolled my eyes with a smile, "Fine, I'm hot."

Art turned and grabbed my chin making me look at him as he growled, "And don't you EVER forget it."

With that he kissed me completely, shocking me and throwing off any plans I had as the kiss quickly developed and felt myself turning into goo.