Synopsis: Alex gets to know Jen a little better, and finds out she knows a lot more than she lets on. She also learns whether or not Jen will help her get hormones.

Authors note: I kept misspelling the title as "the prince of hormones!" :3
Oh ho ho ho! How royal indeed. Pass me the crab claws, scallywag, for I have a...rich person thing to do in the...school gardens...! Oh ho...ho...

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I don't know what rich princes sound like :/

Anyway!

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Our town’s mall was opposite the train station, and because it was one of the largest along the line it was always horribly busy. It was a four story tall white concrete monstrosity that took up an entire block and had almost everything you could think of inside it. From cinemas to pet stores, bowling alleys to specialty DVD stores, there was always something interesting to find or look at.

I’d hoped that because of how early it was there wouldn’t be as many people around, but I was wrong. As a slightly bruised Jen and I crossed the road towards the mall a steady stream of adults were going in and out of the front entrance, and quite a few were seated on the mental benches set up near the ATM machines. Cars sped past us and a small line of taxis were resting alongside the post office, just in front of the entrance to the bus terminal.

‘Alright,’ Jen said as we approached the sliding glass entrance, squeezing my legs. ‘You good to walk now?’

‘Yep!’ I slid off her and she groaned in relief, making me blush guiltily. ‘Are you okay?’

‘I’m fine,’ she brushed her hair behind her ears and smirked at me. ‘But I’m definitely going to think twice now before offering to carry you somewhere.’

I grinned widely. ‘Mew!’

She laughed and patted me on the head. ‘Now, you want to get a shirt right? To hide your chest?’

I nodded slightly, my grin fading. ‘Yeah, but I don’t really know where to get one from. I’ve only ever been here to buy video games or anime.’

‘Well, I know of a great place to get what you need,’ her eyes sparkled and she walked up to the mall’s doors, which slid open to welcome her. ‘And it just so happens that I need to get some things from there as well.’

‘Okay!’ I skipped inside the mall after her and looked around. There was a post office and a bank on either side of us, both of which had insanely long lines full of frustrated-looking adults. ‘Where are we going?’

‘The second floor, near the escalators.’ Jen said as she moved around a slow-moving elderly couple and entered the main hallway. She looked thoughtfully at me as I caught up to her and smiled. ‘Have you ever bought girls clothes before?’

I started slightly and blushed. ‘N-no. That’s way too scary.’

She nodded sympathetically. ‘Have you ever worn girl’s clothes then?’

I winced and looked around to see if anyone was listening, but nobody was all that close to us. We were in the center of the hallway whereas most other people were inspecting the stores along the sides. Still, I felt uncomfortable talking about this with Jen and didn’t answer for a few moments. It was great to actually talk to someone about this part of my life, but it wasn’t easy.

‘Not since I was really small.’ I finally said, staring down at the white hallway floor.

‘Not recently?’ Jen asked.

‘No. Uhm…mum and Ashley’s clothes are way too big for me and I feel stupid in them. I-’

‘Careful.’ she grabbed my hand and gently pulled me out of the way of a group of middle-aged women in suits laughing with each other about something.

‘T-thanks.’ my heart squirmed slightly at the warmth and strength of her hand, and to my delight she didn’t let go.

‘So you’ve never been outside as a girl before?’ she led me onto the escalator and scratched her cheek with her free hand. ‘Or even really dressed up as one?’

‘No, but, when I’m not in the normal school uniform everyone assumes I’m a girl.’ I smiled shyly at her. ‘Just like you did.’

She returned my smile and rubbed my head, making me squeak happily. ‘That’s not dressing up though, sweetie.’

‘It’s all I can do at the moment though.’

‘Well, why don’t we change that then?’ she grinned as we got off the escalator. ‘Because I really want to see you dressed in something cute.’

‘Am I going to get to try on the maid’s uniform today? At the café?’ I asked excitedly and her eyes shone.

‘Yes! I was thinking of getting you dressed up sooner than that though,’ she squeezed my hand and led me to the front of a store opposite the escalator. ‘But first, we need to get you the basics.’

‘The basics?’ I blinked and then looked past her at the store, which was surprisingly large and had more than a few women in it. Women who were looking at…lingerie…

I froze and noticed the female mannequins set up in the store’s display window, dressed in various assortments of sexy lingerie and nightdresses. My eyes snapped past them to see display tables full of bras set out in the centre of the store, with rows upon rows of other undergarments spreading out to the back of the store and ending in a long section of change rooms.

‘What are we doing here?’ I asked Jen, my voice shaking slightly.

‘You don’t have any bras, do you?’ she asked me with a smile and I turned scarlet. ‘Or briefs? Anything like that?’

‘O-of course not.’

‘Then you need some.’ Jen beamed.

‘No I don’t!’ I panicked as she began to lead me into the store and ripped my hand from her grasp. ‘I can’t go in there!’

‘Why not?’ she looked at me in confusion, her smile fading.

‘Because…because I can’t.’ I let out a shaky breath and clutched at my chest.

‘I don’t understand.’ Jen said with a blank expression, making me feel like an idiot.

‘W-why don’t we go to another store?’ I spun around and stared at the numerous clothing stores around us. ‘Look! That one has ni-’

‘Alex. Calm down,’ Jen stepped in front of me and frowned slightly. ‘What’s wrong?’

‘Nothing! I just don’t need…g-girls underwear.’

‘You kind of do, sweetie.’ she looked pointedly at my chest and then softened her expression. ‘And even if you didn’t, don’t you want to try some on?’

‘No!’ I vehemently shook my head and walked over to a small alcove near the escalators, where some cushioned benches were. There was a large black support pillar next to it that gave us some measure of privacy, and with how many other shoppers were around I didn’t want to risk being overheard.

‘Why not?’ Jen asked as she followed me over.

I thought about the awful pamphlet Tom had read out to me yesterday and shivered, feeling sick. ‘B-because it’s wrong.’

‘What? No it’s not.’ Jen tilted her head to the side. ‘You’re a girl, aren’t you?’

‘I’m not!’ my throat tightened and I clutched at the ends of my shirt, nauseating feelings surfacing from the depths of my stomach. ‘I’m not-not really a girl yet! I’ve still g-got my-I haven’t had surgery! So I’m-’

‘Stop!’ Jen put a finger over my mouth and grimaced slightly. ‘Don’t talk like that. You’re a girl, Alex.’

I blinked away tears and shook my head. ‘Bu-’

‘What you have between your legs doesn’t matter.’ she continued over me, moving her finger up to tap me on the forehead. ‘It’s how you feel in here that does. And you feel like a girl, right? So strongly that you stole your sisters hormones. I think that-’

‘But…’ I pulled even harder at my shirt. ‘I still have boy things so-so wearing…underwear is…is bad…’

‘That’s not true.’ Jen said, her eyes serious. ‘Some transwomen never get surgery, you know. They’re fine with what they have between their legs, and it doesn’t make them any less of girl than me. Or you. And wearing girls underwear doesn’t make them perverts or sexual deviants or any of that shit. It just makes them normal.’

‘It does?’ I’d never heard that before. It was the exact opposite of what Grandpa believed.

‘Yeah. And, look,’ Jen turned me around to face the store, and pointed to one of the mannequin wearing a small black lingerie set. ‘Do you think girls don’t feel sexy while wearing those kinds of things? Of course we do! They’re designed to make us feel good.’

I sniffed and rubbed my eyes. ‘Really?’

‘Yeah!’ she nodded encouragingly. ‘It’s okay to want to look sexy, Alex. And to feel sexy too. It’s just part of being a girl. There’s nothing to be ashamed about.’

‘A-are you sure?’

‘Of course I am.’ she laughed clapped her hands on my shoulder. ‘I’m a girl, silly. I know what I’m talking about.’

I giggled and grabbed her wrists, feeling like a weight had been lifted from me. Jen was a sun burning through the dark clouds that grandpa and dad had tainted my sky with, and I felt my chest tighten again as I stared at her confident, beautiful face.

‘Are you feeling okay now?’ she asked and I nodded, smiling. She returned the smile and put her hands onto my cheeks. ‘That’s good! Now, why don’t we go into that store and buy you a nice bra, and some matching panties?’

I flinched slightly at that. Even though I really did believe everything she’d said, I just wasn’t ready to wear those kinds of things yet, or to shop for them. It was way too scary, even with Jen! Just hearing her say bra and panties out loud made me uncomfortable.

‘C-can we do that some other time?’ I looked hopefully up at her, but to my dismay she shook her head.

‘Let’s do it now,’ she rubbed my cheeks and moved her face closer to mine. ‘I’m very excited to see how you look in a cute pink bra. Or maybe even one of those sexy low-cut ones.’

‘Huh?’ I looked blankly at her. ‘But if I wore one I’d wear it under my shirt! Nobody would see it.’

‘I-what?’ she blinked and looked confused for a moment, then burst out laughing.

‘What?’ I puffed up unhappily. ‘I don’t want people to see my bra!’

She widened her eyes coyly. ‘Not even me?’

‘N-no.’ I hugged my chest. ‘It’s too embarrassing.’

Jen bit her bottom lip as a strangely delighted expression appeared on her face, and before I could react she’d pushed me down onto one of the cushioned benches. I bounced slightly on its black surface and looked up at her in surprise as she grinned at me, her eyes shining hungrily.

‘Shit,’ she dropped herself down right next to me, her stockinged legs brushing up against my own. ‘I can’t take it anymore!’

‘What?’ I swallowed and stared breathlessly at her, my heart starting to beat faster as butterflies popped into my stomach and started raging about.

‘I love shy, cute little transgirls like you,’ she breathed, leaning over and putting a hand under my chin. Her eyes smouldered and I could almost feel the heat coming off of them. ‘Just looking at you and not being able to kiss you is driving me crazy. I need you, Alex.’

‘Wha-huh?’ I said stupidly, feeling my face burn as my mind floundered about frantically. Jen really did like me! Oh god! And she wanted to kiss me! Holy crap! I had no idea how to react to that! What was I supposed to-

‘Do you like me?’ she leant closer to me, and her nose brushed against mine, making me shiver slightly.

‘I-I-I don’t know.’ I tried to look down at my lap but her hand on my chin kept me locked into looking at her so I squirmed about uncomfortably. ‘You’re…you’re really pretty and…stuff…’

She smiled crookedly and pressed her free hand against my side, making me jump slightly. Then she slipped it under my shirt and squeezed just underneath my ribcage, causing me to gasp. I clutched at her shoulders and she began to slide her hand up and down my side, caressing the curve of my hips.

‘Does that feel good?’ she asked and I nodded numbly, unable to think clearly through the waves of pleasure washing through me.

I could barely comprehend what was happening and I just stared at her, having no idea what to do. I’d never thought about making out with a girl before, or a guy. Sex and intimacy were always just things that adults did, stuff that I assumed I’d figure out when I grew up. I’d never touched myself, never watched porn, never been aroused or anything. My whole body was feeling things it’d never felt before and I was losing myself within them.

As I looked into her smiling, perfect face the warmth consuming my body turned inward, brushing around the butterflies in my stomach and focusing in on my lower half. An indescribably pleasant feeling pulsated through me and I was suddenly leaning closer to Jen, my body aching to feel her lips against mine. And my lower half…between my legs…

I was starting to get an ere-ah! AH! OH GOD! EWW! NO!

I flinched and drew my legs up underneath me, and then gently pulled Jen’s hand off of my side. ‘I don’t! Uhm! I don’t wanna…I don’t…’

‘You don’t want to get aroused?’ she asked gently and I stared at her in surprise, wondering how she’d known what I was trying to say. She smiled and rubbed my lips with her thumb, sending a sharp wave of desire down my spine. ‘It’s okay sweetie. It’s normal to be turned on. ’
I shook my head. ‘I-I don’t like it.’

‘Because of your penis?’

I flinched again and shivered. ‘Yeah.’

‘Just don’t think about it.’ she put her hands on the sides of my face and let out a shaky breath, her face flushed with arousal. ‘Just think about me.’

‘I-I do-’

I cut off as she pushed her face against mine, and her lips brushed up against my own. Lust drove through me and I felt my body react, and my p-

‘No!’ I jerked my head back and tore her hands off of me, my breathing coming out heavy and ragged. It was so hard to think through the burning fog of lust that was consuming me, but it was quickly drowning under a thick layer of disgust. Fuck! ‘I don’t like feeling like this!’

Jen stared at me and then grimaced, anger flashing through her eyes. She began to say something and then stopped herself, instead letting out a frustrated breath and glaring up at the ceiling.

‘I’m sorry! I’m sorry!’ Guilt joined the sea of shame inside of me and I felt tears form in my eyes. ‘I’m sorry!’

‘Don’t be sorry. It’s fine.’ she looked back down at me and shook her head, still seeming annoyed. ‘I’m just not used to people rejecting me like that.’

‘I’m sorry!’

‘I just said, don’t be sorry.’ she smirked at me, and then ran her hands over her face. ‘Fuck. You’re a stubborn one, aren’t you?’

‘I’m sor-uh.’ I sniffed and just stared at her, not sure what to say if I couldn’t apologise.

‘Well, whatever. We can work on that later,’ she continued as if I hadn’t spoken, tapping her hand on her knee. ‘Let’s just focus on shopping then. I still want to get you fitted for a bra a-’

‘What? No!’ I hugged my knees to my chest and shook my head. ‘I don’t want to do that today.’

Her forehead creased and she brushed her hair behind her ears, then shook herself slightly and let out a heavy breath. ‘Awh, fuck it.’

‘Huh?’

‘I wasn’t going to bring this up until you did, because I feel kind of bad knowing about it when it’s none of my business, but…’ she scratched her neck and then looked at me, her eyes still smouldering. ‘I guess I just don’t like being told “no” so often.’

I stared at her in utter confusion. ‘What?’

She let out a breath and sat straighter. ‘Ashley called me up last night so she could give your parents the address of the café, and she told me what happened between you and your mum.’

My heart skipped a beat and I stared at her in horror. Ashley had betrayed me! Kind of. Maybe!

‘What! What did she tell you?’

‘That your mum found out you were taking her hormones and took them from you, amongst other things.’ Jen shrugged. ‘But I’m guessing the reason you came to see me today was to ask for my help with that, right? You need hormones and think I can get them for you.’

My tongue stuck to the bottom of my mouth and I could only stare at her, feeling stupid. Why could everyone see through me so easily? What was wrong with me?

She leant close again. ‘And I can. I’d be more than happy to, in fact. The last thing I want is for your cuteness to fade away.’

My tongue freed itself in a gasp of hope. ‘R-really?’

‘Yep. I know what Ashley takes so all I have to do is go to my doctor and get the same script,’ she ruffled my hair and smiled widely. ‘But…I’ll expect something in return.’

‘What?’ I asked, but my heart sank. I already knew what she was going to say.

‘I want you to be my girlfriend.’

I blinked. ‘What?’

‘I want you to be my girlfriend,’ she repeated, her eyes now serious. ‘I like you, and you like me. So let’s start dating.’

I felt myself turn bright red and squirmed about on the couch, feeling strangely happy. That wasn’t the most romantic confession but considering what’d almost happened before we were kind of maybe already dating anyway. ‘Okay!’

She smiled, but her eyes remained serious. ‘I expect certain things from my girlfriends though, Alex.’

I swallowed and my arms tightened around my knees. ‘I can’t k-kiss you at the moment.’

Her lips thinned for a moment before returning to a smile. ‘That’s fine. I’m not going to ask you to do anything you find too uncomfortable, or unreasonable. The last thing I want to do is hurt you, sweetie.’

‘What do you expect from me then?’ I asked and then gasped slightly as she placed a hand in the middle of my chest, just above my breasts.

‘There’s a beautiful, perfect little girl locked up inside of you, Alex.’ she pushed slightly against me and used her free hand to brush some hair out of my eyes. ‘And I want to set her free. But I need you to help me. I need you to not fight against me so much, and just let me…help you.’

Her words washed over me like a pleasant breeze and soft butterflies brushed through my stomach. ‘I want to-to be a beautiful girl.’

‘Then trust me,’ she beamed at me and grabbed both of my hands. ‘Let’s go back to that lingerie store, okay? We’ll find you some cute underwear and you’ll feel great. Just like a girl.’

I bit my lip and looked at the store. ‘I don’t know if-’

‘It’ll be fine. Trust me,’ she said over me. ‘I know that it makes you feel uncomfortable, but the only way to fix that is to just go and do it. I promise you, by the end of today you’ll wonder why you were even embarrassed about it in the first place.’

‘But, can’t we wait a fe-’

‘No.’ her tone became stern and she squeezed my hands, somewhat painfully. ‘This is you fighting against me, sweetie. I don’t want that. Let me in. I know what’s best for you.’

I stared at her, my mind racing. If she was only going to give me hormones if I was her girlfriend, then I had to say yes to her. That was what she was implying before, wasn’t it? That she expected the people she dated to do what she said. If I said no then would she break up with me right here, just like that? And never give me hormones? Shit…

Jen was really nice though! If she said something was going to help me then I trusted her opinion over mine. And I did want to try on girls underwear and see how it felt, despite how embarrassed I was. I was a girl so it should be fine, like Jen said. I shouldn’t fight against her.

And besides all of that…she was really pretty! I wanted to be her girlfriend. I wasn’t really sure on what that meant beyond doing what she said, but with everything that was happening at home I needed her. If I had to do some things that I wasn’t comfortable doing, that’d probably end up helping me in the long run, then that was a tiny price to pay for hormones. And a girlfriend!

‘Okay!’ I pulled my hands out of hers and jumped off the couch, excited energy coursing through me. ‘I trust you!’

A thrilled smiled appeared on her face and she jumped up as well. She threw her arms around me in an affectionate hug and I blushed as her breasts rubbed against my head. ‘Thankyou, Alex. I promise, I’ll never hurt you or betray your trust. I’m going to make you beautiful. More beautiful than anyone else.’

I squashed myself against her and meowed slightly. ‘Will you look after me?’

‘Yes,’ she nodded solemnly. ‘We can talk about this later, but what Ashley told me about your mum is pretty messed up. I’ll protect you if something…unpleasant happens.’

I hugged her tighter. ‘I don’t want anything unpleasant to happen! I just want her to see me as girl, and treat me like one again.’

‘I’m sure she will.’ Jen patted my back. ‘But let’s not talk about that now. We need to get you fitted for a bra and get you some underwear. Then we can go to a café and relax for a bit, okay?’

I nodded and slowly let go of her. ‘Okay.’

She held my hand with a smile and then led me back to the store, making my heart leap. I was holding hands with my girlfriend. My girlfriend. I was someone’s girlfriend! I was dating someone! Whoa…

Life was so weird.

To be continued

Thankyou for reading!
I know a few of you will be upset with what Jen did here, and that's understandable. But just keep in mind that she's only fifteen years old and really does think she's helping Alex, and she is for the most part, for the moment. Her motivations may be skewed slightly but she's perhaps not yet self-aware enough to see that. More of her past and her family will be explored in future chapters to give more background on who she is and why she does the things she does.