Title:           Reverse Trap Rainbow Dash [working title] [WIP?]
Author:          RocketAnon
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First Edit:      Thursday 19th of March 2015 03:46:51 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Wednesday 25th of March 2015 03:01:33 AM CDT

The prompt:
 
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>Rainbow Blitz, your buddy in high school, has something to say
>"Anon, bro, can we talk for a sec?"
>"There's something I've been meaning to tell you"
>"For a while now, actually"
>"It's just..."
>"I... I don't know how to tell you this, but..."
>"I'm actually a chick."
 
What do?
 
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"Prove it."
>"What?"
>Blitz glares at you as he starts to bare his teeth
"I just want you to prove it. For all I know, this could be just a dumb prank."
>You shake your head, totally nonchalant
"Like that time you tried to convince me you had a long-lost half-sister visiting from interstate."
>"Are you *still* hung up about that?"
>Sighing, Rainbow slaps his face, slowly dragging his hand down after impact
>"Ugh... this isn't like that!" Letting out a huff, he looks you straight in the eye. "I'm telling the truth this time."
>You look back into his for a moment, trying to gauge him
>If he's lying, he's putting on one hell of a poker face
>Still, it wouldn't hurt to confirm things
"Look, bro. It's not that I don't *want* to believe you. I just... want to be sure."
>Blitz frowns at you, thoroughly unimpressed
>"Fine," he grumbles, grabbing hold of your wrist, "have it your way!"
>With that, he begins pulling you straight towards the boys' room
>Despite being nearly a foot shorter than you, he makes dragging you around look like breeze
>Though you'd never say it to his face, your bro is one hell of a feisty little manlet
 
>A minute later, Blitz makes sure the coast is clear as he drags you into one of the stalls in the bathroom
>Popping open the button on his jeans, he undoes his fly a fraction before turning his back to you
>"Go on," he says, his tone growing impatient. "Stick your hand down there."
"What?"
>"You heard me! You want proof, go and get it."
"Dude, I am not touching your dick. You know I don't swing that way."
>"Stop being such a pussy and stick your hand in there!"
>Your body shudders as you consider your options
>Should you do it?
>If you do, you might touch dick
>You're pretty sure that's fairly high on the homo scale, and no amount of "no homo" is gonna fix that
>If you don't, you'll never find out if Blitz is actually for real
>And God knows you hate unsolved mysteries
>Grumbling, you step forward, pressing against Blitz's back as you reach around with an arm
"Alright, alright... but if you're lying, I'm totally gonna kick your ass after this."
>"As if you could."
>With that, you plunge your hand into the front of Blitz's underwear
 
>The moment your fingers slip past the elastic waistband, they hit something bulgy
>But not the kind of bulgy thing you'd expect
"What the...?"
>Grabbing hold of the thing you've hit, you pull it out to give it a look
"Socks?"
>You chuckle as you drop them to the floor
"I guess it is true what they say about dudes with small feet. Trying to impress the ladies?"
>"Can it, wise guy. Get back to fishing."
"Fine, geez."
>Swallowing your pride, and prepping yourself once again to lose the title of "no homo", you stick your hand down there once more
"What the fuck...?"
 
>Your hand freezes as it slips into a crease
>A very moist, fleshy crease with a tiny bumpy thing present
"Holy shit. Blitz, you..."
>"Believe me now, jerk?"
>He... she... cocks her head towards you, giving you the biggest shit eating grin you've ever seen him- HER wear
>Your brain is melting down at this point
>Blitz, your best bro, is apparently your best sis
>And always has been...?
>You go over every memory you've ever had of her, reliving every moment
>How she always refused to use the urinals, citing a "shy bladder"
>How she's always been so tiny, despite working out like fucking Charles Atlas himself
>How she never swam at the swimming carnival, despite loving every sport you could think of
>And some you couldn't
>Like seriously, what the fuck is curling
>And
>Oh
>Oh God
>Oh God she saw your dick that one time
>Immediately, your hand darts from her pants as your breaths grow short
"Why?!"
 
>The sound of Blitz zipping her pants back up barely registers in your mind as you feel your body beginning to tremble
>"Dude...?"
>A weird ringing fills your ears as your eyes lose focus
>As Blitz turns around, she's now little more than a technicolour blur
>"You okay...?"
>Your knees suddenly feel very weak as a wave of dizziness overtakes you
>And then, darkness
 
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"Ugh... my head..."
>You blink your eyes a few times, finding yourself laying down on a gurney
>Judging by the smell and the lighting, you'd say you're in the nurse's office right now
>"Oh hey, you're awake."
>Rolling your head over towards the source of the noise, you find Rainbow Blitz
>And immediately, the events of what happened in the bathroom come flooding back
>"Dude... I know you're freaked out. But it's okay."
"It's okay...? It's okay?"
>You raise your eyebrow, doing your best impression of the Costanza Look
"You just made me touch your pussy. Which, might I add, I didn't even know you had at the time!"
>Biting back your urge to deck Blitz right in the face, you continue
"What part of that could possibly qualify as 'okay'?"
>Rainbow sighs as the signs of guilt begin to show on her face
>"I'm... sorry. Things got out of hand."
"Damn fucking right they did."
>"And... you probab-"
>You raise a finger to the lips of your former-bro-and-possibly-now-sis, silencing her
"Before you say anything else, could you at least explain *why*?"
>You look Blitz right in the eyes, your gaze intense
"Why did you pose as a dude for all this time?"
 
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TO BE CONTINUED...?