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Namaari's eyes fluttered open as she heard her alarm clock on her phone go off, grabbing her phone and shutting the alarm off, she sat up. As she did, she immediately felt something hard in her undergarments, pressing against her crotch. Namaari groaned as she knew very well what it was.

Namaari is just a girl, like everyone else but with one significant difference. While other girls, well, where girls and their body parts were normal. There was something abnormal about Namaari's biology. For some reason, Namaari was born with a penis, while clearly having female characteristics and female changes during puberty.

Ever since Namaari learned about how unusual a girl having a penis was after hitting 12, the girl realized that as convenient as it may be, the length can lead to pretty embarrassing moments, especially when it gets hard for no particular reason sometimes.

Namaari sighed as her hands travelled into her boxers, yanking them down to reveal a hard shaft. "Gah… not again. Really?" Namaari thought frowningly as she looked at the boner standing on her crotch where a vagina should be. Namaari knew that she couldn't go to school with a boner poking out of her skirt like that. It would raise suspicions and questions.

Ever since she could remember, Namaari has always had a penis. She even thought it was normal for girls like her to have a penis, being innocent as she is. It was until 11 then she realized that what she thought she knew about a female body was wrong. She remembered clearly how it happened. How her innocence was broken when puberty started.

"Ma?" asked young Namaari, standing at the door, worried. "Yes sweetie?" asked Virana as she folded the newly washed clothes, fresh from the dryer. "Is something wrong?" asked the woman, wondering why Namaari would be awake, as it was close to midnight.

"W-What is happening to me?" asked the young girl. "Mama... Look," Namaari urged as she walked forward.

"Sweetie, what... oh," Virana shuddered a bit. She knew that this day would come, she didn't think it was going to be now. Virana gulped nervously as she eyed the length dangling from her daughter's mid-section.

"Mama... is something wrong with me?" Namaari asked, scared. "It grew on it's own... my thing feels... hard... " Namaari tried to explain. She was at loss at the time, not sure what to do. "Ma?"

Her mother sighed and said, "Sweetie, this is completely normal, ok? Don't be scared." She kissed her daughters forehead and hugged her. Trying to think of how to explain this to her daughter.

Namaari sighed as she looked at the hard shaft poking a tent in her boxers. She felt it again, the urge to just jerk off and pump to her heart's content. She got up and leaned on the stack of pillows on her bed, yanking her boxers down before grabbing her length.

She quickly gripped the hard shaft with her hand as she stroked the length in frustration, while yearning for blissful release. Her mind immediately thought of herself fucking a faceless girl as she jerked off. Making love to a girl, or a boy, either one. Something that would probably never happen to her. After all, which guy would want to be with a girl with a dick? As Namaari pumped her length, she imagined her cock inside someone, thrusting in and out of the person. And very soon, Namaari felt a sudden surge pushing through her veins as she felt close as she increased her speed. Soon, ropes of thick cum flew in the air and landed on her stomach, some landing on her clothes even.

Namaari was now a sticky and panting mess as she stood up, cum flowing down her thighs. She sighed before looking at the clock. She knew that it was time to get ready for a new year of school. Right at this moment, there was a swift knock on the door right as Namaari panted in bliss pleasure, and the door swung open.

"Mom!?" Namaari jumped a little as her mother walked in. "Gee... give a little heads up next time," Namaari groaned as she felt her heart pounding from the shock.

Virana just looked at her daughter, smiling weakly. "Namaari, you really shouldn't do that so often. I know it feels good but don't turn it into an addiction," Virana chuckled as she watched her daughter wipe the ropes of sticky cum off her stomach and fingers with a tissue.

"Ma!" Namaari groaned. "How do you-"

"I know my daughter," Virana chuckled. "Just don't let your sister catch you, it would be a hard thing to explain to her," Namaari reminded, as she turned to close the door. "Oh, and school starts today," Virana reminded the teenager.

"I know Ma," said Namaari, sighing as the door closed.

At a very young age, not long after her youngest sister was born, her father died in an accident. It was a hard time, not because of living, but because her father was gone. Her mother has been the breadwinner of the family, running a successful business line, while taking care of her and her sister at the same time.

Namaari was in the classroom. Earlier than intended. She was looking around for her friends, who were nowhere in sight yet. Then, she heard a series of quick footsteps and turned, she saw a long haired brunette walking into the classroom hurryingly, looking down at the floor, seating down at the back of the classroom.

Namaari's eyes drifted, looking at the girl as she passed her quickly. "Okay, she is definitely new here," Namaari thought to herself as she looked at the girl, observing her actions. "Maybe I should… make a friend." Namaari walked towards the girl slowly. Wanting to say something to her, perhaps make another friend.

"You're new here, aren't you?" asked Namaari awkwardly. The girl was still focused on her own stuff, rummaging through her bag, looking for something. Namaari could tell that she was shy. She probably has to make the first move. "My name is Namaari," Namaari said as she extended her hand towards the meek girl. After a short while of the other girl looking at her, she took her hand shaking it weakly before withdrawing her hand back quickly. "Nice to meet you, I guess."

"So, what's your name, girl?" asked Namaari casually. "R- Raya," the long-haired girl stuttered nervously. "Raya? As in celebrate in Malay?" asked Namaari curiously, raising her eyebrow. "That's a nice name."

"Yeah," Raya said. Namaari could tell that she was a little uncomfortable and shy. "I'm new," Raya said awkwardly. "Maybe I could show you around, you know? Hang out together?" Namaari suggested quickly. Maybe they could become friends soon enough.

"Uhm… I'll let you know… when… I can," Raya answered awkwardly. "Sure," Namaari said brightly as she turned around. "Oh and also. You are quite tense, relax, Raya." Namaari said looking back before walking to her seat, not sure what to make of this girl yet. She sighed as she sat down, looking in front, waiting patiently for classes to start. It was just another first day of a new school term. Nothing much.

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