Viola adjusted the packy which had been unceremoniously shoved down her underpants.

"If you want to do this Vi, you have to look the part." Paul licked is fingertips and fussed over her wig. "Get up and show me that strut sweet thang!"

"Do you have to be gay ALL the time?" Vi said teasingly whilst swaggering around her room. The lump of latex pressed against her groin, and strangely she felt more… secure.

Paul winked and started rummaging through his bag; "If you wanted something bigger I also got THIS!"

He presented the object with a flourish – a large, veiny dildo with a leather harness. Viola suddenly became more aware of just how intimately her packy was pressing, as her crotch became unaccountably warm.

"Uhhhh I think this one will be fine! Don't wanna scare off my room mates!" she exclaimed shrilly. Paul pouted, shrugged and put the strap-on back in the bag; "ok! Time to git you dressed!"

*

Viola slid down the wall of the shower. "Who knew being a guy would be so exhausting?" She muttered to herself. Letting the cascade of warm water massage her face she reflected on the week. Overall it had been a success; except her room mate Duke thought Sebastian was a total freak, her athletic prowess which was admittedly above average had failed to secure her a spot in the soccer team, and finding time to wash was problematic to say the least.

Then there was Olivia.

Her encounters with Olivia had become increasingly confusing for Viola, since their first meeting outside the principal's office it was as though she was everywhere – watching Sebastian and smiling whenever she caught her gaze. Thoughtfully pouring soap into her hand Viola wondered what Olivia might be doing at that exact moment…maybe she was lying in bed thinking of Sebastian…Viola's hand slipped down her body and between her legs. Momentarily she wondered where her manly bulge was before remembering sitting it on her towel. Eyes closed, she ran a finger over her clitoris and sighed. Leaning against the wall of the dark shower she began to rub herself, thinking of Olivia doing the same. As the tension built within her, Viola began to breathe harder as her hand moved faster. A moan escapes her lips as, knees buckling, she gushed all over her fingers. Gazing ruefully at the most intimate of substances now coating her hand, she wondered whether Sebastian was getting into her head.

*

Viola lounged on her chair in biology trying to look nonchalant and male. Surrounded by her new friends from the soccer team she was adjusting to her new role as one of the popular guys whilst becoming more at home as Sebastian. The biology teacher came to their table with the lottery for lab partner, Viola pulled out Olivia's name and felt a strange flood of happiness well up in her chest.

"Hello again"

"Hello"

"I don't think we introduced ourselves before – I'm Sebastian"

"Olivia"

"I gotta be completely honest - the whole dissecting thing, really freaks me out sooo I think you may have to take the reins on this one."

"Wow…most guys would never admit that."

"Oh crap! You're right!"

"I think its refreshing."

Stomach squirming uncomfortably, Viola glanced furtively at Olivia from under her thick fake eyebrows. Olivia caught her gaze and flashed a smile, as Viola, unaccountably tongue-tied, shyly smiled back.

*

Duke cornered Sebastian and demanded to know what happened during biology.

"You can convince her to go out with me!"

"What does it matter anyway?" she thought to herself, "its not as though I like her or anything…" unhappy for a reason she couldn't put her finger on, Viola slowly walked to the locker rooms to get ready for training.