Sam Finally Becomes Samantha…
Sam had already begun drawing negative attention to himself ever since his 18th birthday with his new style that included his girly haircut, padded bras and makeup. But that attention was going to get a whole lot worse.
Once he got in the locker room he suddenly felt his panties tighten right as he dropped his pants. He quickly tried to hide what was perhaps the stiffest erection of his life, but nowhere near quick enough.
"YO! WTF?!? Sam has a huge hard-on! Gayyy!"
"I bet that he's a fag now and has been staring at us ever since he started cross-dressing."
"Yo someone tell Mr. G , have him call the police, I ain't showering in here with him. Sure as fuck not when he's railed up like that."
Sam was mortified. Inexplicably his body had completely betrayed him at the worst possible time. Sam wasn't even attracted to men, he liked women.
“Damnit! Why was I even wearing bras and panties to begin with? How could this have happened?”
Within minutes Sam heard sirens and was being escorted to the principal's office.
"Samuel you are in a world of shit" the officer stated as she sat down next to Sam.
"We have multiple accounts you were pleasuring yourself inside the boy's locker room."
"I wasn't pleasuring myself," Sam protested, "it.. it just happened! I wasn't even looking at anyone I swear!"
"I’ve got multiple witnesses saying otherwise. The only reason you aren't in jail already is that all parties are 16 years old, yourself included.”
"Normally, you'd be expelled this instant and looking at jail time but.." the officer hesitated, "trans-rights have become a big deal lately. I have to inform you that if you feel you were placed in the locker room of the wrong gender you can claim immunity to the charges brought against you. Of course, we can't have anyone exploiting this loophole so we'd need to be sure you were intending to become a trans-girl in the near future. Any half-ass attempts by yourself to pretend you were a girl to exploit the legal system would land you with the original charges and a bevy more."
Sam was freaking out. He was so close to graduating why did this have to be happening now? He wasn't a girl! This was fucking insane!
"Of course, we'd need to re-enroll you under your new identity. I'd suggest changing your name to Samantha too, that way you'd avoid the baggage with your past..ahem.. discretions."
"Your only other option is to get charged with felony assault and be immediately expelled" the officer stated. "I know what I'd do if I were in your shoes."
"Wh-What do I need to do?” Sam said teary-eyed.
"I just need you to sign this document, preferably with your new girl name, and your preferred pronouns. "She/her" for you in case that wasn't obvious. We'll also need to contact your parent to let them know. What's your Mother's name?"
Sam, now Samantha, began writing her new pronouns and signing her name. "M-Mom's name? It's Priscilla.. Priscilla Smith." Samantha was dizzy from how quickly this had all happened.
"Alright Samantha, well I'm glad we got this sorted out. You're very lucky, not everyone gets a second chance you know! I'm going have my deputy drive you home and let everyone here cool off and hopefully forget about what happened today. Okay, sweetie?"
"Here's your.." the officer paused "daughter” Miss Smith."
"Oh thank you so much officer, the school told me all about what happened."
"Then I'm sure you know Samantha here has invoked her rights as a soon-to-be trans-girl to avoid jail time for her 'little' public masturbation incident. We'll be keeping a close eye on her to make sure she's not trying to pull a fast one on us."
Samantha couldn't take her eyes off the floor she was so ashamed and embarrassed.
“Oh my" Miss Smith said throwing a quick wink and smile at the officer.
"It's none of my business really, but I suggest you keep her in line. Seems like what she needs more than anything is a little discipline. All that toxic masculine energy seems to be what's the real problem."
"Well thank you officer. I think deep down we always knew.. *Samantha* was going to be a girl someday. Didn't we sweet-pea?"
Feeling the glare of the officer from behind her, Samantha resistantly muttered "Yes Mom" while still staring at the floor.
“Goodbye Miss Smith, she's all yours now."
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