"Jesus Lauren!" Kim giggled from behind me, startling me while I was in the shower after gym glass. "That's quite the ass you're packing there," she added as she dried her hair with a towel.
"Um thanks," I replied timidly as I stood there with my back still to her.
"You really ought to show that off a bit more," she continued from behind me.
"Excuse me?" I asked bewildered. I didn't turn around.
"I don't mean bare it," she laughed. "I meant that you should really consider dressing less..." she paused. "Conservatively."
"Whatever," I shrugged.
A few minutes later, I went to my locker with a towel cinched around my body. The locker room was pretty much empty - which is the way I preferred it. I was still uncomfortable showering around other girls—particularly girls like Kim. She was one of the popular girls at school, and there was a reason for that. She was an absolute stunner! She was 5'6", slim, with long blonde hair, gorgeous blue eyes, great tits, and legs that wouldn't quit.
As for me, I was short. I told people I was 5'2", but that was stretching things a bit. I wore glasses and had wavy brown hair that I usually just tugged back into a pony-tail. I didn't have Kim's body either. Even though she'd just complimented me on my ass, I knew I was carrying more back there than most girls my age.
It's not that I hated popular girls like Kim. I was just envious of them. Yet somehow Kim and I forged a friendship. I'd helped her out in chemistry class as her lab partner on more than one occasion, and she was nice and cordial to me afterwards - never hesitating to say 'hi' to me, no matter what cabal of popular girls she was with at the time.
While that was nice of her, it didn't stop me being envious of her, or the other popular and hot girls in school.
A short brainiac like me didn't get asked out on many dates. Oh hell! Who was kidding who? I didn't get asked out on any dates at all!
The only guys who paid me any attention were other nerds like me - and dating a girl was the farthest thing from their minds! Well, maybe it wasn't really - they were probably just as nervous about it and as self-conscious as I was.
I sighed wistfully as I opened my locker, and I was just about to undo my towel and get dressed for next period when Kim appeared. She smiled at me as she finished doing up her low-cut blouse.
"I wasn't kidding around earlier, Lauren," she said as she stood there looking at me.
"About what?" I asked in a soft voice.
"About your ass, silly," she giggled at me. "I really think you should consider changing your style."
With that, she moved past me and out of the locker room.
I stood there with a quizzical look on my face for a few moments before I started getting dressed.
******
Later that night, I was in my room and standing naked in front of my mirror. I sighed heavily at my reflection. My pony-tail was undone, but my hair didn't look all that attractive as it sprawled over my shoulders. I cupped my B-cup breasts and turned to the side. "Could be worse I guess," I mumbled.
Then I took a deep breath and turned to put my back to the mirror. I glanced over my shoulder and looked at my full, round ass. I cocked my head to the side as I stared at it in the mirror, then I ran my hands down over my curvy hips.
"You know what?" I said as I stood there actually admiring myself for like the first time ever! "It's actually pretty decent," I had a smile on my face as I said it.
Maybe it wouldn't hurt me to loosen up a little. I wasn't sure what to make of Kim's motives for wanting to help me, but her offer had seemed sincere enough. I shouldn't have blown her off so quickly or rudely. Perhaps I should have at least asked why she wanted to help me. Oh well.
******
The next day at school, I sought Kim out during lunch.
"Hey Lauren," my friend Tom called out from down the hall. "Aren't you coming for chess?"
"Yeah," I nodded back at him. "I just hafta go to the cafeteria real quick."
I made my way into the school cafeteria and scanned the tables before finally locating Kim. I took a deep breath and walked up to where she was sitting.
"Hi," I said in probably one of the loudest tones I'd ever used at school - and it wasn't THAT loud.
"What do you want, nerd?" one of the girls sitting with Kim sneered at me. Her name was Christy.
"Shut up!" Kim scolded her harshly.
"It's okay," I said nervously. "I'm on my way to chess club right after, so I guess the shoe fits."
"Still," Kim smiled at me. Then she glared at Christy. "It was a little unkind!
Jesus! Her cold tone made me want to take a step away from the table, and I wasn't even the target of it.
"So, what's up?" she asked in a much more cordial tone as she turned and smiled at me.
"I was thinking, you know, about, um, what, y'know," I stammered like crazy and couldn't get a sentence out. And I was a member of the debate club for crying out loud!
"About what I mentioned yesterday?" she giggled at me.
"Yeah," I nodded nervously. "That."
"Are you actually interested now?" she asked coyly.
"I think so," I replied with more than just a trace of trepidation in my voice.
"Great," she beamed a smile at me. "Meet me after school."
Wow! That was it? "Okay," I replied with a nod. Then I turned to leave.
"Have fun with chess," she called out to me.
I don't know why, but I felt more confident than I ever had in my life. I turned and faced Kim and her friends and smiled broadly. "Until they can find someone who can beat me," I proclaimed. "It's not THAT much fun. Still, I like to humor them."
And with that, I strode out of the cafeteria. Where the hell did THAT come from, Lauren? I giggled to myself as I headed off to the chess club.
******
"So what made you change your mind?" Kim asked me as we walked to her place after school.
"Honestly?" I giggled nervously. "Well, I kinda took a look at myself in the mirror last night." I shrugged.
"Atta girl!" she playfully nudged me with her elbow. "And you saw the same killer ass I did, right?"
"I guess," I laughed a bit more freely. Then I sighed. "Kim, I have to ask. Why are you doing this?"
"You are NOT a project," she said in a reassuring yet stern voice.
"I get that," I replied nervously. "But why now?"
"Honestly," she sighed wistfully. "Before now, I guess I was just content to let you go on being my smart lab partner, helping me get good grades in chemistry. And I am sorry for that."
"You don't have to apologize," I shook my head at her.
"Still," she sighed. "I feel that I should."
We walked a few more steps, and when she didn't add a word, I prodded her. "So?"
"Well," she smiled at me. "You remember your old chess club member Dave?"
"Yeah," I nodded. "He hasn't been with us this year. And wow! Does he look different!"
The previous year, Dave had been a member of the chess club. He was short and geeky looking. But this year, his hair was longer and not parted on the side neatly anymore. The collared shirts were gone, and he was strictly a t-shirts and jeans guy. I never knew what got into him.
"Did you have something to do with that?" I asked in an astonished tone.
"No," she chuckled. "My ex Jeff did though." She shook her head and sighed. "I remember asking Jeff why he bothered to talk to such a nerd. He always just said Dave was a great guy."
"He still is," I actually giggled a bit. Despite his transformation before this year, and his lack of attending chess club, Dave still had no problem being friendly and cordial with me around school.
"Yeah I know," she smiled at me. "And, I don't know if you are aware of it or not, but I spent my freshman year at a school on the coast."
"I didn't know where you went to school before you got here," I confessed.
"Well that's where I was before my folks moved to the Interior," she sighed. "And believe it or not, I was you."
"Not a chance," I said skeptically.
"No lie," she smiled at me. "I hadn't gotten my growth spurt yet," she glanced down at her chest. "In more places than one. Plus I was bookish and withdrawn. Hell, even my natural hair color is closer to yours."
"Really?" I asked, totally amazed.
We turned up the driveway to her house and she led me to the front door.
"So what changed for you?" I asked as she opened the front door.
"I blew my dad," she chuckled back at me as she opened the door.
******
"Just relax," Kim giggled at me when we were up in her room. "I only said that for shock value."
"Thank god!" I exhaled heavily. "I mean seriously, Kim? That's all kinds of icky!"
"Oh come on," she laughed as she sat down on her bed. "Are you trying to tell me you've never snuck a peek at your dad's cock and wondered what it might be like?"
"No," I replied defensively. "I most certainly have not!"
That was a total lie. I had seen my dad's erect cock once - by accident - when he was heading to the bathroom. I'd seen him from my bedroom, then quickly closed the door and got myself off imagining what it would feel like to have his cock - or any cock - inside my pussy.
"Now," Kim said with a smile on her face. "You do want to do this, don't you?"
"I guess," I shrugged.
"No, you can't guess. You have to really want it. So make up your mind right now. Either you do or you don't."
I thought about it briefly. What did I have to lose? So I said, "Yes, I really want to change."
"Great, now all you have to do is agree to do what I say, and don't give me any shit about it--just do it. Okay?"
Wow! I had no idea what she had in mind, but I agreed. "Okay."
"Great, now get your clothes off so I can see what we have to work with here." She stood up and faced me. Then she reached her hands around the back of my head and undid my pony-tail.
"Well?" she said.
"What?" I asked, bewildered.
"I told you," she shrugged. "I need to see what I'm working with here. You said you'd do whatever I say, and I'm telling you to get undressed."
"I dunno, Kim," I grimaced.
"Look," she placed a hand on my shoulder. "I've seen you in showers at school. What's the big deal?"
"This seems a bit more personal," I shrugged nervously.
"Fair point," she ran her hand down the sleeve of my shirt. "But this shit isn't gonna cut it."
"I know, but," I replied meekly.
"Oh for crying out loud," she giggled at me. And the next thing I knew, she was taking her clothes off in front of me. When she was totally naked, she stood there with her arms out. "Okay now?"
"Um, maybe not," I said with my lip quivering a bit. "Now? Instead of uncomfortable, I'm a bit intimidated."
