Morgan 7

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We'd barely gotten on the bus when my phone and Chris's started going off.

I grabbed mine and I had a text from Sally. "Looking hot bro!" with an attached pic. I pulled up the photo.

Oh god. It was me in the hall outside English, right after Chris had given me that kiss and hug. My shorts had been a lot tighter than I thought after that kiss. My cock looked huge and my boobs were prominent as well. Looked like my nipples were hard enough to cut glass, even through the top.

I texted back "Where did you get that?"

Sally's response was "you're all over Facebook and Tumblr"

"I'm doomed."

Chris looked up from her phone.

"Somebody told you about the posts?"

I just backed up a bit and showed her the pic.

"My sister sent me that."

"Wow. That looks better than you did before I kissed you."

"Not helping."

"I wonder if the pic is good enough to blow up to poster size?"

"Really not helping."

"Aww. You'd look great on my bedroom wall."

"Yeah right up until your mom & dad see it. Then I'm dead and you'll be grounded for life."

Chris gave it some thought. "Nah, probably only grounded until college."

I made a face. "I'll still be dead though."

"Dad wouldn't do that. He'd probably just maim you a little."


When we got to my place, I had to introduce Chris to Dad. I was hoping that'd distract him from my clothes. No such luck.

"That's an 'interesting' look, Morgan. Care to explain it?"

I gave him a short version of the bit at lunch. "And I had to change into the spare clothes I'd brought with me. Only I hadn't thought they'd get my bra and panties too."

"Poor planning on your part..."

"Yeah, Dad, I know. It's no excuse."

"Bet you remember spare underwear in the future."

"Yes, Dad, I will."

"At least you didn't get in trouble for what you are wearing."

I tried to will Chris to keep quiet. She did, but I guess something in our expressions tripped dad's radar.

"You did get in trouble for wearing them?"

"Uh, not exactly..."

Explaining the confrontation with Mrs. O'Riley to dad was not fun. Even less fun was when I let slip about the video on Chris's phone while describing the bit in Mr. Burns' office.

Naturally, dad wanted to see the video. At least Chris knew better than to argue.

"Okay, I agree with Mr. Burns. You shouldn't have flashed your teacher. But I can see why you did it. Don't make a habit of it. OK?"

Whew. Now if only mom is as reasonable when she gets home.

Fortunately, that was the end of the Parental Inquisition. Well, at least until later.

Chris and I headed up to my room followed by a warning to not do anything dad wouldn't do.

I couldn't resist throwing back "Oh, like that's a limit."

One of dad's stress balls bounced off the back of my head, followed by a laugh.

When we got to my room, Chris tossed her bag on the bed and some of the books slid out. I recognized a paperback and turned to her with a grin.

"So, Chris, you're one of those Longknifes?"

She stared at me for a second and then spotted the book that'd fallen out.

"Ah, another fan?"

"Yep. I heard Mike Sheperd talking about the books at Orycon. I even got lucky and found copies of the prequels."

"Prequels? What prequels?"

"Well, you know how Kris talks about things her grandfathers got up to in the 'old days'?"

"Yeah?"

"One of the dealers had these three books by Mike Moscoe sitting next to the Kris Longknife books. I picked one up and saw from the cover blurb that it was about one of her grandfathers. Seems Mike wrote some books under a different pen name that he used for background when he started the new series."

"There are more books?!"

"Just the three."

I went over to the shelves and dug out my copies of They Also Serve, The Price of Peace and The First Casualty.

"You can borrow them, but if anything happens to them...."

"You'll kill me?"

"Worse, I'll sic Kris's grandfathers on you."

"Hey, no fair fighting dirty."

"If you aren't fighting dirty, you aren't trying."

Chris packed the books into her bag while I fired up my computer to check how bad the online gossip was.

She said, "Wish I could check my accounts."

"Ask and ye shall receive."

With a grin I pulled an older desktop out of the closet along with a keyboard, mouse and an old LCD monitor.

There was (just barely) room for both of us to sit at the table I was using for a computer desk.

The good(?) news was that there was only the one pic of me in the hall. The bad news was that it'd spread fast. Worse, they'd posted a link to the hi-res original.

Chris grabbed a copy in spite of my pleadings. And after thinking things over a bit, I grabbed one for myself.

But why did that person have to have a good camera in their phone, and worse, be able to use it well. I don't think they could have gotten a clearer shot if I'd posed for it.

Bad news was that there were several different shots of me topless in Mrs. O'Riley's class. Mostly not that good due to angle or blurring. But a couple were fairly clear.

Worse, someone besides Chris had been taking video.

This was so not good.

I got drawn out of my visions of doom when Cjris started laughing.

"What's so funny?"

A URL popped up in the chat window and I clicked on it.

What??? It was yet another post of the pic from the hall. Only this person was claiming I was a girl with a packer in my shorts!

They had a link to the video and pointed out stuff that "proved" my breasts were real and natural. They also pointed to some stuff about my waist and hips that "proved" I had to be a girl. So "obviously" my cock & balls were fake.

I was sputtering when Chris told me to hit refresh. I guess she'd sent the URL to some of her (our?) crowd from lunch. There were several comments telling the original poster they were wrong. Including one that I assumed was from Rob.

"No, he really is a guy with breasts. He's in my PE class ad I've seen him in the showers and changing. It's some weird genetic thing. His bod is going female but his crotch is all guy."

"Gee, Rob, thanks ever so much for that" I muttered.

Chris and I were discussing what we could do about stuff like that "girl with a dick" post when I heard mom get home.

So we tabled it and got out some homework because I'd pointed out that as soon as mom had changed and de-stressed a bit, she'd want to talk to me... no us about my day at school.


The Kris Longknife books are some fun SF/Adventure with a good female protagonist. One who is way too human. And the Mike Moscoe books I listed are indeed effectively prequels to them. They've even been re-released under his Mike Sheperd name in 2013.



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