Girl Pox: The Kumi Kunversion (incest, non-futa, gender transformation)

Story by Hardcover

Here's the prequel to Girl Pox. This one tells what happened to Kumi-kun, who was mentioned briefly as having disappeared in the first story. It takes place about a week before the first chapter. There's two sex scenes, one yuri one strait, some anal and incest as well and the story is 31 pages long. I basically like it, though the dialogue isn't as much fun as it was in the first two chapter. This chapter got done way faster then I'd expected, but then again since Zippy Zipperdale bit the dust, I've had more time to write the smut. Please comment or hit the thank button if you like this story.

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GIRL POX:

THE KUMI KUNVERSION

By Hardcover

Dear Friends:

At times, the life of an otaku can be a lonely, and yes, quiet scary place to live in. And it was at one of those times that I found myself trudging home from Jū-dai No Sutoresu School in Tokyo, on my way back to the apartment my parents rented for me. My hair was a mess as were my clothes and I was covered in bruises. It had been my misfortune to run into a gang of bullies on the way out of class, and the apes had worked me over a little before running off laughing at my expense. I had reacted the same way I always did: By curling up in a ball and waiting for the punches and kicks to stop. Yeah, I know, I’m a complete wimp, but if you’d seen the size of some of those guys, you’d probably get why I didn’t even bother trying to fight back.

My name is Fujiwara Kumi, and I’m eighteen years old. Seeing me wandering along the street like that, I’m sure anyone would have correctly pegged me for an otaku: a skinny, lanky guy with thick black hair that never seemed to stay strait. Small wire frame glasses on my face. Yes, it seemed my nerdism was obvious to all concerned, which was probably why I got targeted by the Sasquatch squad all the time. Being a member of the Otaku Club probably didn’t help either. In my way, I felt like the nerdiest of the nerds in the club: Even my best friend Saski Hisoka had a girlfriend, Noriko-chan, although they seemed to be having some trouble lately. The rest of the gang, Keiichi-kun, Shoji-kun, Iwoa-kun, and Toshi-kun and a few others, all seemed like the epitome of coolness compared to me. At least, that’s how I perceived it; and the bullies as well.

I grew up in Hokkaido, but go to school here in Tokyo which was why I had my own apartment. My parents are pretty decent folk, and do alright for themselves, so they were easily able to afford the extra rent. My older brother, Norio-kun, also went to college in Tokyo but far on the other side so he had his own place. As far as I could tell, Norio-kun was majoring in pussy and pot, and spent a lot of his money and time on those pursuits. Still, he was hip and cool and all the girls flocked around him, unlike me. I also have a younger sister by one year, Chikako-chan, who’s small and cute and rather chubby, but still has boys flocking to her. It would seem that I was the only reject in the family. And like I said, the bullies knew that too.

In point of fact, the bullying was a little more bearable lately, since my main nemesis, Nofunsaiki Kei-kun, had mysteriously dropped out of school months ago. I figured he’d been expelled (he’d been held back a grade or two), but no one seemed to know, or care, what had happened to him. They guy was a huge gorilla of a Neanderthal, with unkempt hair that had never known the pull of a comb, and bulging arms that delivered punches with all the force of Keisuke Yoshida wielding a sledge hammer. In fact, calling him a Neanderthal was sort of an understatement. He was apparently a member of some after school boxing gym and was always covered in bruises that added to his barbaric appearance. It was indeed, a good bit of relief that he was gone, but that didn’t leave me off the hook, there were plenty of jock offs and punks to take his place.

That’s what had happened just after school today, I had been on my way to meet up with the Otaku club, and a bunch of them had jumped me and delivered a pounding that left me sore and humiliated. No longer feeling like the meeting, and just went home instead. I would call Hisoka-kun later and talk to him, I could probably have used the company, but at the moment I just wanted to be alone. I climbed the steps to the third floor of the building and went down five doors to my own. My body ached, and for some reason I was feeling light headed. I went inside and decided to lie down, dropping my stuff on floor where I stood and changing into a shirt and shorts. My body really ached, and in places where I hadn’t been hit. Dull throbbings flowed all over me, and my head was swimming with disorientation. I worried that I might have concussion but I was too exhauste

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