The next morning amongst the girls

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Danny woke up in his dorm room early. It was barely daylight, and he was
rarely ever awake this early. He woke up disoriented, being in a new
room, as this was his first morning in college. He looked about the
empty walls, and rolled over to his side. As he did, he felt the cascade
of long hair atop his head, and immediately, his mind went to his bedroom
attire. Mostly, it went to the tight black panties he had worn and
apparently slept in, for which, he was now obscenely poking out of.

He became immediately alarmed. This was just normal "morning wood",
right? It wasn't that he liked wearing this panty set with his
nightdress, and waking up in a girl's dorm. Was it?

But that couldn't be. He was just a victim of his circumstances, and he
brushed the thought from his mind. However, as soon as he did, he mind
betrayed him as he felt his hairless legs beneath the blankets rubbing
against each other. He knew what he looked like from the past few days,
and he was now imaging his sexy legs in the bed swishing around the
sheets leading their way up to his sexy panties that teased anyone that
would perchance see them.

Danny bolted from his bed, not wanting to dwell on these thoughts any
longer, and grabbed his cell phone. He knew the only person he could
talk to was his sister, Sarah. She had helped get him into this whole
mess with Claire & Tom wanting to go to the birthday party, and she was
likely the only person that could help him now.

The phone rang, and went to voicemail. He immediately tried again, to no
avail. He cursed himself, and decided to get up and take a shower. It
was early, and he was the first awake in the dorm area. He made his way
to the common bathroom, and ran the shower as hot as he could manage it.
He then spent a luxurious 15 minutes beneath the warm water, using what
soaps and shampoos he had available in the room. The were all floral
scented, and quite feminine, but at this point, that did not concern
Danny at all. He was annoyed at how long it took to wash such long hair,
but it gave him the excuse to stay there just that much longer.

Once his hair was thoroughly clean, and the suds from the soaps had
washed down the drain, Danni stepped carefully out of the shower onto the
bathmat. As he did, he could not help but see his still beautifully
pedicured and polished toe nails beneath him. He went to the mirror
after wrapping a towel around his whole body, much as a woman might (he
didn't want someone walking in and catching a surprise), and he wiped the
condensation off the glass. He was immediately shocked.

Before him, the pretty girl he had grown used to seeing over the last 40
hours or so was still there. Still with her perfect tattooed make up,
eyeliner, and lip stick beaming for attention before the world. However,
across his cheeks and chin, he could see his beard stubble just poking
its way through. He was screwed!

He panicked. He was clearly inbetween genders in his reflection, but
looked far more like a bearded lady (though just slight morning stubble
at the moment). He needed to find a solution. He looked around his
room...but with no suitcase, he had no razor! He glanced around the
bathroom area and saw that 2 of the girls had set up shower caddy's for
themselves. One had a pink razor with a thick foam head, unlike anything
he had seen before. The other had a bottle of Nair, this one marked for
sensitive skin.

Without shaving cream, he looked at the bottle of Nair. He knew nothing
of depilatories, but the box noted that it was safe for use on skin,
crotch and other sensitive areas...and it only took 10 minutes for a
result but the results promised to last days longer.

He had no choice. So, he opted for the cream. He generously rubbed it
over his face, and neck. And in about 10 minutes time, he wiped it off
to great results. It had indeed dissolved the hair, and left his face
smooth and clean. Unfortunately, he could still smell the chemical smell
of the solution. He tried to wash off in the shower, but the scent was
still vaguely there.

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