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Women's Studies Ch. 03


This is a continuation of a story that began in the Incest/Taboo category. If you wish to be up to speed on characters and plot lines then I would strongly recommend reading the first two chapters. All characters are over 18. While there is not incest in this chapter, previous and future chapters will contain such. If this is not your cup of tea, feel free to avoid this story. Contains Cross-dressing and hetero-sex.

I would like to thank ramjet86 and BaddGrrl for their editing and also for letting me bounce ideas off of them.

Son of Battles

During the drive back to my dorm, my new home, I couldn't help but smile every time I looked down at the small note in my lap.

'If it feels good, do it.'

June 2013

Written in my sister cute, familiar hand, it reminded me of how far I had come since she first told me those words. It was after my first night as Lexi and I was confused and a little scared and unsure about how exactly I had let myself get into this situation. Shortly after that I had lost my virginity to her, a beautiful goddess of sexuality and violence. That last part isn't a bad thing.

It also reminded me to not forget to live my life. It rang in my ears like a battle cry for the unsure and afraid, the shy and the outcast.

It was a reminder of when my life truly began and who showed me the way.

I arrived back at my dorm around 1pm, just in time to make my first walk of shame. I looked like a mess. My hair was doing its own thing in different directions, my makeup and eye shadow smeared irreparably, and my lipstick was a joke. I really should have just stripped it all off this morning but in trying to fix it, I had wasted the time available to do so.

I felt like I might have just made a reputation for myself as I noticed that more students had arrived to move in the day before classes started. There was no shortage of people to see my walk. I got a few snotty looks, but mostly they were the looks of women who had been there before, and found it amusing to not be the one in my shoes for a change.

Reaching my dorm unit, I received a nice little round of applause from Kennedy, Skylar and a couple other girls. I gave them a wave, a blush, and a bow. I figured that this wouldn't be the last time that something like this happened and I might as well handle it with a little grace. It might have been a little bit of my old guy persona coming to my rescue, but I felt a little proud to have my peers know of my sexual conquest.

Even with that small measure of pride, embarrassment was still pouring through and I made a hasty withdrawal to my room. It was blessedly empty and I started to grab together my stuff to take a shower. Abigail must be out. Did she have a late night as well? I thought. Hearing the door, I called out "Did you have a good night, Abigail?"

"Not as good as you I'm sure."

Spinning quickly, it was not Abigail, I put a face to the slightly familiar voice. It was Kennedy.

"Oh, yeah... I kind of got carried away didn't I?" I said, hoping she would take it as an admission of a bi curious or lesbian romp.

"I know! Miss June. I'm so jealous!" she said. I was shocked. "Yeah, it took me a few to put it together."

After a rather long pause with me speechless, I started to open my mouth to begin damage control ASAP and basically lie my ass off.

"I know who you are too... Alex."

Have you ever had a situation that seemed completely under control and within ten seconds it disintegrated into a cluster-fuck sliding down hill at an increasingly rapid pace? Well I was there. I felt like I was trapped inside my mind watching things fall apart while I was mentally slamming myself into the walls inside my head trying to escape, to get my body to move, anything.

After what felt like an eternity of standing there like a deer in headlights, I started packing my shit to get out of town. I sure as hell couldn't go home, my mom was sure to find out about this and she would be just thrilled. A daughter that became a porn star and a son that became a daughter... Yeah, she was going to love this. But where do I go? I was in full blown panic mode. Get your shit into the car first and then figure it out on the move, idiot.

All this work for nothing it seemed. All this preparation and some lesbian porn addict outs me because she recognized my sister. No, this was not for nothing. I found out who I am. Maybe I could go to California, I hear it's nice there. My mind was like a meth head, set to eleven and getting nowhere.

It took me a few seconds to realize that Kennedy was trying to talk to me. "Lexi... Lexi... FOR FUCKS SAKE, LEXI!"

Turning from stuffing my shit into bags, "What?" I said, unable to keep an edge of panic from my voice.

"What are you doing?"

"Getting the fuck out of here!" I said. "What does it look like?"

"What? Why?" she asked, her voice oddly tinged with a ring of confusion.

"Let's see. You know about me. This is an all girls school. I'm trying to beat the cops or reporters out of here." I said. "Take your pick."

"I didn't tell anyone." she said quietly. "I'm not going to."

"Why?" I said, caught completely off guard.

"I'm not really sure." she said honestly. "I guess you just seem pretty cool. Besides, from the bruises Audrey left on you I really don't think it would be wise to piss her off." she said gesturing to the bite marks on my shoulder. "If she did that to someone she likes, I'd hate to see what she would do to an enemy."

I stopped my packing and just starred at her for a while. This was a surprising turn of events. I didn't know if I could trust her. A big part of me really wanted to. I had worked so hard for this and I didn't want it to end so soon after it had started. During my quiet deliberation Abigail came in and helped to decide matters.

"Did you have a good ni... What happened to your stuff?" Abigail asked looking from me to Kennedy.

"The silly girl forgot to pack her vibrator." Kennedy said giving me a wink. "It's going to be one long year without it." she chimed.

I'm not sure if Abigail bought it, but she gave a shrug and went about her business. Kennedy gave me another long look before saying, "You should clean yourself up and meet me at Danny's Fish and Chips." She looked at me for another second and then gave a quick, satisfied nod before leaving.

Well maybe there was hope. She could have ruined me right there and she even covered for me. Catching a look at myself in my small stand mirror, I remembered what a mess I looked like. I grabbed a change of clothes, a towel, and my toiletry bag. I needed a shower.

The shower room was pretty big. Every surface was covered in sea foam green tile and there was a large open area in the middle with shower heads lined in rows. Two girls were standing in the open space completely naked and having a conversation together as they showered. I was getting ready to panic before I noticed that the outer edge of the room was lined with shower stalls for privacy. Thank God. My back up plan had been to join a gym and go there as Alex every night and use their showers before coming back to the dorms. It would have been inconvenient but it would have been safe.

I picked a stall out of the way, making sure to lock the door when I was inside. I set my stuff on a shelf out of the way of the water and got to work. I was completely methodical and masturbating didn't even cross my mind. I quickly finished, and after drying I slipped on my underwear and a casual white summer dress. Making sure everything was where it should be, I stepped out and went back to my room.

There were people in the halls and no one was screaming or pointing at me, so it seemed as if Kennedy was true to her word. I made quick work with my makeup and hair and left. I needed to figure this out with Kennedy and I didn't want her to think that I wasn't going to show.

*** *** ***

I made good time and found Kennedy in a booth in the back. The place was pretty empty for now, but would definitely be filling up in an hour or so for the dinner rush. I slid into the booth across from her and waited for her to start.

"So." she said.

"So." I replied.

"I really didn't mean to freak you out when I told you that I knew... you know." she said looking around. "I just got carried away for some reason. Maybe it was because I had met someone famous that I actually wanted to meet..." she trailed off. "I really could have handled that better."

"How did you find out?" I asked. I was so careful and if I screwed up I needed to know how.

"Well I knew who Audrey was. And you called her Dreya, which I'm assuming she picked because it has almost the exact letters as her real name." she began. "Then I found a Dreya Allen on Facebook that had a picture of her and you... but as a guy, and she had tagged you in the picture."

My Facebook page. I got made by a simple Facebook search. "Looks like I need to delete that." I said. "Who are you Nancy Drew?"

"Haha! No." she said. "I've spent a lot of time trying to find someone and I've learned some things."

"Who were you trying to find?" I asked, curious.

"My dad." she said bluntly. " All I know is that he got my mom pregnant in the summer of '98, he's pretty wealthy, and potentially an important person."

"Oh.. um... wow!" I said, not knowing exactly how to respond to that.

"He set up a blind trust to support my mom and me until I was 18. Child support I guess." she said. "And after I finish college I get access to a two million dollar trust fund."

"Wow, that's a lot of money." I said

"Yeah, If it wasn't I wouldn't even be here. I got accepted to USC." she said. "I could be on a beach right now. But I had to come here or I wouldn't get the money."

"Why here though?" I asked.

"I don't know, but I'm going to find out." she said sounding determined. "I hit a dead end trying to find my dad a while ago, but if he is willing to leverage me here with two million dollars, there has to be a reason. He was really careful hiding his tracks everywhere else so this is the last thing I have."

"Can't you just ask your mom?" I asked.

"Been there, tried that." she said. "She's honed her avoidance skills into an art form."

"Well if you need some help let me know." I offered. "I don't know much about finding lost parents but I'm sure I could do something."

"Thanks." Kennedy said.

Just then a server came by and took our orders. We made some casual small talk until our food and drinks arrived, not wanting to be interrupted or overheard. It was mostly about Mayweather and our dorm mates. When our food arrived we immediately dug in. While we ate, the silence stretched out and I found myself realizing that I had completely forgotten why I had come here. I had just become so swept up in her problems that mine seemed to have disappeared.

"So when did you start dressing like this?" Kennedy asked taking a sip of her drink.

"Two weeks ago." I said, deciding to go with honesty.

"Wow! Only two weeks?" she said surprised. "You pull it off so well. Wait... How did you even get accepted here."

"Well that's a long story..." I said. I proceeded to tell her about the mix up with my name and how Audrey and I were blindsided when we got here. I told her everything. I figured she already knew all the bad parts, me being a guy and also having sex with my sister. I even told her how I felt as Lexi, how more complete I was. She giggled and sighed and made all the other appropriate responses during my recital of my last couple weeks. It was really nice to share this with someone, especially someone who didn't seem to be judging me.

"...so I started out being Lexi just to go to college and now I am Lexi, whether I'm here or not." I finished. "When I thought you were going to out me I was going to run. I didn't know where, but wherever I went I knew I would be Lexi there."

"Wow, that sounds like something out of a story." she said clearly impressed with my little adventure.

"So I've gotta ask. What's your affiliation? What team do you play for?" Kennedy asked, smiling. Just like that it seemed like we were just two girls talking sex stuff.

"Well, you may have guessed from the little incident behind the club, but I play for the girls' team." I said blushing a little. "It's weird right? I'm a guy dressed like a girl who wants to sleep with women."

"Yeah." Kennedy chuckled. "It kind of reminds me of Jerry Springer, Man gets sex change to become lesbian."

"Except without the sex change part." I clarified. "I couldn't do that to my star player."

"So... What team are you playing for?" I asked figuring turnabout was fair.

"Both I guess. I'm leaning towards women right now. I had a couple bad experiences with, guys both in and out of the bedroom." she answered, completely comfortable with the conversation. "Girls do lack a little something extra, but they never leave the job unfinished."

Is she flirting with me? I thought. She had her head cocked to the side with a little grin on her face and her steel-like gray eyes seemed to penetrate deep into my mind. My, but she was beautiful. Her thick mane of long auburn-red hair framing her model-esc face, with a perfect but wild look that must have taken no small amount of time to produce. I couldn't help but follow her hair down to her impressive cleavage. Her black spaghetti strap top had her breasts in a strangle hold pressing them together for my viewing pleasure. Speaking of pleasure, she was provoking a pleasant response in me.

"So how exactly did the whole thing with your sister start?" Kennedy asked, interrupting my appraisal of her.

"I think it had a lot to do with me becoming Lexi." I explained. "I think there was some serious identity confusion for the both of us when I started playing the role. That and the fact that I've had an unhealthy crush on her even before she started doing porn. That part of her life just made it easier to perv on her."I laughed. "It was nothing I ever would have acted on before, but as Lexi it just made it easier." I added. Now I was thinking about my hot sister and Kennedy and I started to squirm in my seat a little at the pain of my impending erection while it was tucked away.

"I don't have any siblings myself, so I don't have any experience in that area, but it is a little weird to me." Kennedy said carefully. "But if she was my sister I wouldn't be able to stop myself either."

"She is pretty amazing, right?"

"I can't tell you how many times I've gotten off to her." Kennedy said. "One of my boyfriends had the Playboy with her in it tucked in between his mattress, and one day when he left me alone in his room to go help his dad with something I found it. I was snooping and when I started looking through it I found her spread and I was in love. I didn't exactly have a bi side before that, but she made me a believer." Kennedy said blushing as she talked to me about her long time crush on my sister. "So I stole it and put it in my bag. I frigged myself silly to her all through high school. I still have the magazine... In my room actually."

The faces and little sounds she made while she described her one-sided relationship with my sister were completely erotic. She clearly had some fantastic memories locked away in her head. Hearing her talk about pleasuring herself brought my pain to a new level and I shifted myself to the side and eased my erection from its tucked position. I instantly solidified to full rigidity.

I placed my hand over my dress where my cock was popping up to hide it and it took great effort not to grasp it or rub it. The soft fabric of my dress was torture enough and the last thing I wanted to do was ruin my dress or end up spraying Kennedy underneath the table. Friends don't cum on friends in public. Then thinking back to some of my times with Audrey I amended, well at least not without warning.

"Well the next time she comes to visit I'll have her sign it for you." I said like a mother teasing her daughter about a crush.

"Thanks." she said looking down and blushing like fire. She definitely caught my little jibe at her.

With our food and drinks done, Kennedy started making ready to leave. "We should probably head back. I still have a lot of stuff to unpack." she said sliding out of the booth.

I couldn't move. I was glued to that seat and nothing could move me. I still had a raging erection from all of those visuals courtesy of Kennedy. Even If I tucked it into my waist band it would leave a noticeable lump in my dress. This dress didn't flair out like my red one and there was no hiding it.

"Are you coming?" Kennedy said pausing.

"I can't." I said avoiding eye contact.

"Whats wrong?" she asked. "I promised that I wouldn't tell anyone and I won't."

"Uh... it's not that... It's... I got a little problem." I finished fully embarrassed now.

"What... OH!" she said understanding. "Here switch me purses." she said handing me her large black bag. "Do what you can and just hold that over yourself until we get out of here."

I accepted her bag gratefully and set it on my lap while I fished under my dress and secured my aching cock into my waist band, angling it to the side. Making sure the purse was completely covering the evidence of my perversion, I slid out of the booth and followed Kennedy outside. She seemed to be taking extra care in standing just in front of me for a little extra security. Once outside she lead me to her sapphire blue BMW M2 and had me get in.

"We can sit here and relax while we wait for your situation to resolve itself." Kennedy said turning on the radio.

It was a little cute how we were both avoiding saying that I had a magnificent erection hidden underneath my dress. We sat listening to music for a while and I hadn't put a dent in my problem.

"Any progress?" Kennedy asked.

"No, it's not going anywhere." I said laughing at how funny our situation was. I missed Audrey, we would have been well on our way to fixing this problem.

"Do you think you need to maybe... you know?" she asked making an awkward jerking motion.

"Um... no, I think it'll be alright." I said blushing and not believing a word of what I had said.

"Are you sure? Because I don't mind." Kennedy asserted, staring straight out the front windshield.

"Is this your way of asking if I'll masturbate for you?" I asked trying to lighten the mood a little.

"Maybe." she said turning to look at me. She had an almost indiscernible smile on her face as she stared me dead in the eyes for a few seconds before quickly dropping her gaze to where my erection was hidden.

This just took a turn into a direction out of left field. I had meant it as a joke, but she seemed serious. She had a look in her eyes that reminded me of my sister when she was working herself up into a frenzy.

Here goes I thought. Keeping my eyes on her, I spread my legs and gripped the hem of my dress, slowly bunching it up while I worked it up towards my waist. I knew she wasn't joking with me now. She really wanted to see me. Her lips slowly parted as I worked the dress up my legs and right before I reached my panties I saw her lean forward a hair.

Finally revealing my soft pink lace panties she could see my cock rebelling against the fabric. I still hadn't taken my eyes off of her but I knew what she was seeing, my erection not even fully contained by the cloth. All seven inches of veiny, throbbing meat. I continued to pull up my dress further showing of my smooth and toned tummy.

Holding my dress up with one hand, I grasped my cock with the other. It was warm to the touch and I gave it a gentle squeeze letting a small moan slip past my lips. Pulling it free of my panties, I gripped it tight and began to make long slow strokes.

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