Strangeflower Academy: A FtM Story, Part Eight

The Nurse's Ward was often at its busiest during winter, dealing with slips, falls, colds, and the occasional outbreak of something more serious. But for the first time in the school's history, Nurse Romana found herself administering a number of treatments she had never quite expected to.

"Yes, the morning after pill can be taken within a five day period after unprotected sex." she reassured a student, handing them two, just in case they felt like needing it again later.

"No, cooties are not a real medical disease, and you cannot catch them from toilet seats or indeed, any form of seat." she said with more exasperation to another student, also female.

She was about to close up for the afternoon- her phone number was available if there were ever any overnight emergencies, though she'd warned them that a condom breaking was not an overnight emergency-when to her surprise, one of her first male visitors came in.

"Oh hello...Rex is it? I recognise you from the Tryouts." she smiled warmly. "I have to admit we don't get many of the new boys in here. Most seem to prefer to handle their injuries themselves. Funny. I'd have thought you would all love to be tended to by someone like me." she grinned, flaunting her low-cut top at Rex.

If she thought he would be fazed by this, however, she was quite mistaken. He carried on as if nothing had happened, though a slight tension around the eyes showed he was making a conscious effort not to admire her cleavage.

"Actually, Nurse Bogatov..."
"Romana, please."
"Nurse Romana, I'm here about someone else. It's about my...well, girlfriend, I guess."

Romana sighed. "Do you need more morning after pills? I swear I'm becoming quite the Pharmacist these days.."
"No no! Nothing like that." he said hastily. "Though uh, more condoms would be great later. But I'm here about a more...personal matter."

"Oh?" her ears pricked up. She casually made sure the door was closed behind them.

"There's nothing shameful about getting an STD. Encourage her to come in for testing. I assure you, I maintain doctor-patient confidentiality for all students."

"Wow. Is that something thats happening a lot these days? Wait, forget I asked." he said hastily. "It's just...well...she's on the Gym Club, you see..."

"Oh?" Romana crossed her shapely legs. "Do continue."

Something about the tone of her voice made him pause, and he looked up into her eyes. Well, Anya had planned on coming here herself. It was obvious the Nurse would know about the juicing.

"How confidential is that confidentiality? I mean, really. Does it include other members of faculty too?" He asked, his tone firm.

She sighed. "I appreciate your desire to protect your girlfriend, Rex, but if I was going to turn you or her in, I'd already have more than enough to do so. The Gym Club's...habits are well known. But the results they have produced at the regional and national levels have made it easy for even most of the Board to turn a blind eye. I assure you, this secret is quite safe."

He sat for a long moment, concerns and suspicions raging in his mind. He was smart, but he wasn't as smart as Rowan. For once he wished he had his nerdy friend here, to work all of this complicated stuff out.

"Alright, alright. But don't tell her that I brought this up. Just...bring her in for a routine check up or something. She can be quite...feisty."

"I understand."

"OK then. Well, it's like this..."

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Rowan struggled to keep his balance in the late autumn winds, his footing slipping in the wet beach sand.

Rebecca raced ahead, the wind blowing through her light, mousy-brown pixie-cut, and billowing her loose school jacket out.

"Isn't this wonderful, Row?" she yelled, trying to be heard over the wind.

"What?"

"Just round the corner there's a great little cove! Its a well known Makeout spot, but the teachers know it too, so they watch the place like a hawk!"

"Is that why we've come when its so damn windy?" he yelled back at her.

She grinned, winking back at him. "You betcha!"

Within a few more minutes, they had rounded the headland, and were now ensconced in the relative shelter of a small island cove. Above loomed the very edge of the rear gardens and storage facilities of the Strangeflower campus. It was at least half an hour or more's walk back around the edge of the island before they came back to the Harbour, and from there up to the main gates.

Technically this place was way out of bounds, but Rebecca had been pushing boundaries more and more. Although they still kept up a fierce amount of studying, Rowan's "partner" seemed to be getting more and more...wild, more...tomboyish, he guessed.

He wondered where all this energy was coming from. He marvelled at it, and found it hard not to love this girl, who was already far more interesting and unpredictable than the shy "Megane type" he had taken her for, only a few weeks ago.

"It's almost cosy in here.." he said, amazed at how the tight rock walls seemed to block out so much of the coastal winds. The roar of the sea was gentle and magnified, and the effect was a little like being inside a conch.

"Now we have some privacy..." she grinned, turning to him, and he felt his heart beating.

"What shall we do?" she teased, coming up to him.

"Ah...you said something about a Makeout spot?"

She nodded, and came closer, her hand tentatively circling around his shoulder, drawing him closer. It was an odd and awkward way to kiss, and he realised that she was trying to take the masculine role, to be dominant. It was odd, since she had been shorted than he, but he could swear she had grown so that they were now of equal height.

He closed his eyes, sighing. Weird or not, making out with her was...great. He felt butterflies in his stomach, and his blood thumping. Her hungry, forceful kissing was so full of passion and need.

"Ah, Becky..." he said, gasping for air. "Where did you learn to kiss like that?"

She grinned at him. "It's Bec. Not Becky. Maybe Becky in Public, but Bec, or Reb, I guess, here." she told him with mock sternness.

"Get it wrong and you might have to pay forfeits."

"Bec..." he said again, though a thousand questions were nagging at him. He wasn't completely stupid. The changes she seemed to be undergoing...yet, she seemed so into him. She couldn't be gay, could she? Unconsciously, he reached out and hugged her. She stiffened, at least for a moment, but then relaxed into it, as he held her, and felt her warmth through their thick clothing.

"Bec...we're doing great and all, but...I guess I gotta ask...um.." he looked up at her. "You know."

She sighed. "I do know. It's just...I don't know really know the answer myself." she admitted. "Come on, lets sit down." She gestured to a smooth rock, where they could awkwardly perch and sit beside one another.

She took his hand in hers, squeezing it comfortingly. "I know it all must seem weird...its weird as hell to me too." she admitted. "At first I thought I was just getting more confident, from knowing you, from having someone who so...seemed to get me, I guess. But there's...other stuff. I have...weird dreams." she admitted, blushing. "I don't know if I'm quite the same person I used to be. Or why this is happening."

He looked at her somberly. "I understand. If you'd prefer some time to work things out.."

"That's sweet to offer but..." she sighed. "I do know I like you. It's weird. My brain's turning inside out, but you're kinda a constant I can hold on to in all that, I guess. But I guess I do owe you some honesty...this is probably only gonna get weirder."

"I don't mind weird." he said gently. "You make me feel great too. And if you need to take some pills or whatever to be you, thats fine. Its the you I like, i guess."

"Pills?" she said confused. "I haven't been taking any pills."

"But..." he gestured. "You're looking more boyish every week. We have been studying the endocrine system pretty heavily, you know. I know what transitioning is."

"What? I'm not...is that what you..?" she got up, half-angry, but her brain caught up with her emotions, and she stopped. "You're right. This isn't just my brain..." her face took on an intense look of concentration, and she sat back down.

He waited patiently while she thought through things. He found it really quite cute, though he'd never tell her that.

"I have been changing physically." she admitted to herself. "Mood-swings. Personality craziness...it's not just me growing up, or reacting to a new social environment. I can't believe I was so stupid...god..."

"Its ok. I think? Um. What does this mean?"

"I don't know." she admitted, frowning. "Something doesn't add up here. Fuck!" she swore violently, suprising Rowan.

"Somebody's been juicing me. The Gym Club. Anya? no, she's not a total bitch like that. Masterson? She's been absent for weeks...."

"You're starting to scare me, Bec."

"Mmm? Oh, call me Becky if you want. Sorry. Just...gah...I can't think straight. I need more information." she started to get up again.

"We need to go back to the library."

"It's probably closed by now Bec..ky, It's late sunday afternoon." he reminded her. "And I'm pretty sure we've read almost everything in the library on hormones there is to read."

"You're probably right. But just...gah! I'm so mad at myself! Someone's been fucking with me, and maybe others too..."

He took hold of her, turning her to face him.

"Bec, its ok. We got this. Study-buddies, remember? And I think I may know someone who knows something about the Gym Club." He grinned at her, trying to calm her down.

She relaxed, reluctantly, in his grip. "You're right, you're right...it's just...everything I thought I understood about why I was so crazy lately might be wrong..." She looked at him again, her eyes softening. "Still...I meant what I said earlier. You're a real sweetheart, Row."

He grinned at that. "Bec, Becky or Rebecca, you're still the cute girl who sat with me at the library and said Hi."

"Guess I am." she grinned.

"You know, while we're here..." she looked around. "You wanna do some serious stuff? I brought condoms." she said baldly.

He turned bright crimson at that. "Let's uh...start off slow, ok? Plus its pretty cold out here."

"Oh don't worry, I'll warm you up, partner..." she chuckled, and got down on her knees, her hands eagerly seizing his pants.

"I gotta admit, I think I love cock more now than when I was just a straight ol' girl..."

"Oh jeeze..." he gasped, as he felt her warm mouth envelop his shaft, sucking back and forth fiercely.

"Oh, almost forgot..." she unzipped her jacket, revealing her small, perky tits. She wasn't even wearing a bra.

"I know you've been wanting to see them for a while." she winked.

"Um...wow. Aren't you cold? Aaah!" he gasped, as she went right back to sucking.

"Aw ak, aw uck." she garbled, focusing on her task.

He leaned back against the wall. This really wasn't what he had had in mind when he'd applied to attend Strangeflower. It was way better.