A night to remember (futa,tg)

As the stories I posted here so fare don't really contain any futanary, I thought I give it a try and write a story that concentrates on that topic.

Story of a hermaphrodite woman who, after many years of hiding, finally finds a place where she can be herself.

I hope you enjoy :)

A night to remember

Sinfulthoughts

Josie wasn't a girl a man would turn his head for if he saw her on the streets. She was a small, petite girl, her breasts barely an B cup. She was wearing her light brown hair in an inconspicuous short cut and the thick glasses she needed for being able to see anything in her surrounding, didn't really help to make her more attractive. At the age of 32, she never had been in a relationship, not that others would not have been interested, but she was always afraid, scared someone might discover her secret. She never forgot the day, when the other kids at school found out about the thing between her legs and her face still burned when she remembered. Kids can be cruel, and she got that confirmed the hard way. After that incident, her family left the town she grew up and moved across the continent to the east coast. And she decided, that this should never ever happen again and vanished into inconspicuousness. And as she avoided any closer contact to classmates, she never the less found her kind of love when she discovered the beauty of numbers and mathematic. At work, some called her a mathematical genius and this, this was something she was really proud of. She was working for a big investment bank at Wall Street, developing mathematical models that allowed the bank to sell those products that would soon send the financial world into turmoil. But Josie had never been interested in what the bank did with her models, all she wanted was to work with the beauty of the numbers and the fact she was even been payed nicely for doing that, was all she asked for.

When the bank offered her to send her on a convention about financial modeling in the financial market, she had been reluctant to accept it. But her friends, the few she had, convinced her it would be a good thing to fly to good old Europe and see a different part of the world. One of the chauvinistic guys at work even talked with a smug grin about the exotic clubs they had over there, a remark she decided to ignore. The convention had been quite interesting. Although the speeches would have put most ordinary people into a deep sleep quickly, for her, it had been an enjoyable experience to be with others who shared the same passion for numbers as she did. The only negative thing was, that her laptop broke down on the second day, rendering her unable to spend the evening in her hotel room playing with numbers and digging deeper into the discoveries the speeches gave her.

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