Long Strange slip

It's been a long, foreign head trip and not one really in my control.

I should introduce myself, I am Stephanie, though I used to be Stephen. I grew up as a boy, though I suppose I was always a niggling odd. It kind of started in my senior year of high shoal, shortly after my 18th birthday. I was dwelling alone after school day. My parents both worked and my aged crony, Carl was off doing God knows what with his friends.

Carl is about 6'tall and 170 pounds and muscular. He is athletic and works out regularly and it shows. He has chiseled feature of speech and a rakish smile that makes the slight daughter syncope. In contrast, I am about 5'6"and 130 hammer. I had little facial tomentum, since I was a late bloomer. My hair was mass medium duration. A lot of guys wore their tomentum longer, but I had people mistaking me for a little girl as it was.

I made certainly the house was securely locked, then went to my secret stash. I had a skirt, a fille top, a bra, and a yoke twain of panties. When I felt sure as shooting no one would be around, I'd put them on. It gave me a sexual thrill to dress like that. So I got dressed in my girl clothes, then got a belittled dildo I had pilfered from my mother.

I got down on my hands and knee joint, pulled down my panty, stuck the dildo in my ass and began stroking my hammer. Just dressing up like a girl got me voiceless, then putting the dildo in my ass added to that and I was jerking myself off and moaning, when I saw a flash of visible radiation. Carl was standing there with two of his friends and had just shot a photo of me.

"wellspring, looks like the small girl is having herself some fun."

"Did … you just take a pictorial matter of me ?"

"Nice one. You - dressed as a girl with a dildo sticking out of your ass. The tiddler at your school should love seeing that."

"Please don't. I can't have anyone see me like that."

"What's it worth to you to keep it hidden ?"

"What do you mean ? What do you desire ?"

Carl turned to his friends."What do you think, guys ? Does she suck our dicks or do we fuck her ass, or both ?"

"Please don't make me draw your dicks."

"But fucking your ass is okay ?"

"I don't -. As long as I don't have to suck in your dicks."

"Damn, that sounds same consent to me. What do you think ?"

The two bozo nodded and smiled. Carl walked over to where I was frozen, cowering on the floor. He unzipped his gasp and pulled out his cock. He knelt down and pulled my scanty the rest of the way off, then pulled the dildo out of my ass. Carl dropped his pants and drawers and ranged behind me. I was scared as shit.

"You promise you won't tell anyone or let them see the flick ?"

"As long as you put out for us, we'll keep your secret. Right boys ?"

Carl's two friends nodded and mumbled their understanding. I could feel the head of Carl's prick at my arsehole. I bit my lip and whimpered, as he eased his dick into my ass. I loved the feel of Carl's cock going in my ass, I just hated the fact that he could constitute me do that for him. As he got all the way in, I could feel his pelvis up against my ass.

"Bitch is plastered. smell damned effective. I'm gon na savour this."

Carl began to slowly lie with me, pulling nearly out before plunging deep inside me again. As he did, he began to nibble up speed, until he was furiously fucking me, almost knocking me over from the personnel of it. But since he had tight hold in my hips, I didn't fall over but got fucked longer and harder than I'd ever imagined. Soon he pulled me snug and got his cock trench as I felt it pounding and pulse as he filled my ass with his cum.

By this meter, my head and upper berth consistency were on the floor, as Carl held my ass up. As Carl finished cumming in me, he turned to his two booster."Who's next ?"

Carl's friend Dirk, already had his gasp assailable. Dirk had a hawkish mien and was a little honest-to-goodness than me, but not as old as Carl who was just over a yr older than me. Dirk was a bit shorter, and not as muscular as Carl. I tried to catch my hint as Carl pulled his dick out of me and Dirk got behind me. Dirk was gravelly than Carl and began to hump me gruelling and fast from the start.

Carl's dick had been bigger around than Dirk's, but Dirk was a niggling recollective. Carl felt dear, but Dirk hurt me as he fucked me severely. Mercifully, Dirk didn't last as long as Carl and came in my ass very quickly.

"You were right, man. It was skillful screwing this bitch."

Dirk finished cumming in my ass and made way for Rob. Rob was about 6'2"and easily 210 quid. He was a yr older than Carl, but seemed to bow to Carl on everything. Rob's cock was vainglorious than either Carl or Dirk, but he eased it into my ass. He stroked my hips as he slowly fucked me and it almost felt loving in comparison.

Rob lasted longer than either Carl or Dirk and when he came, it felt like he turned a firehose on in my ass. After cumming, Rob bent down and kissed the backbone of my cervix. He kissed my neck for a minute or so, before he pulled out.

Needless to say, the three guys didn't full point with fucking me once. I lost track after a while, but I think they each must take in fucked me three meter or More. They stopped when it was almost time for my parents to get nursing home. By that fourth dimension, my ass was sore and I could barely fend. They helped me to my invertebrate foot and as they did, I could find a flood of cum running down my legs.

They shuffled me into the privy, where I got out of my missy apparel and took a exhibitor on wooden leg that threatened to have way at any moment. I washed all the Funk of our fuck session off me, and stood shakily under the water supply until almost of their cum quit leaking out of my ass. I wrapped a towel around me and gathered up my miss clothes.

No one was in the bedroom as I came out, which was a ministration. I could see Carl and my parents talking in another room. I hid my clothes, which were rather a mess after what we'd done, and put on jeans and a tee shirt to come out.

Everything seemed almost unnaturally normal, and from everyone's action mechanism and reaction, you'd never suspect what had been going on just thirty minutes earlier. I was walking funny and my mother commented on that. Carl quickly replied.

"I tried to get Steph to work out a bit earlier, and you know how petty exercise he does. I think he pulled a groin muscle."

My don made a very dismissive grunt, but my female parent came over, and stroked the incline of my font."poor people infant. What can we do to make it experience better ?"

"He probably just needs some Advil and to take a breather a bit. Don't concern, I'll get him working out more often so he doesn't suffer so much from a workout."

I know I had a puzzled face as I glanced over at Carl. Carl had this smile that told me that today was only the beginning. I must let looked concerned as I gingerly sat down, while mom got me some water and pain substitute. Carl walked over to me and looked down.

"Don't worry, Steph. We'll get your ass in chassis before too long."

"Do we have to ?"

"You know you enjoyed it."

I did my homework and we ate dinner party, though I couldn't help remembering what had happened earlier. A bit later, dad was watching idiot box, while mom cleaned up the kitchen. Carl spoke to me in a low voice.

"Tomorrow, after school, we're going to have another workout session. Wear the same workout dress you did today."

"What… are you… ?"

"After all, we have to get your ass in shape."

"But I thought, ,,"

"wellspring, I guess you thought wrong."

Carl pulled out his telephone set and brought up pictures of me, first just in girl clothes with my dildo in my ass, then of Dirk fucking me, then of Rob fucking me. My mother saw Carl showing me painting and spoke up.

"What are you boys looking at ?"

"I was showing Steph pix of a girl I know."

My female parent walked over and I was scared shitless that she would see the pix Carl had just shown me. Carl showed my mom his phone, and she looked at it and smiled.

"She's pretty. Who is she ?"

"Just a female child I know."

Carl angled his phone so I could see that he had a shot of a fairly Pres Young womanhood - not the pix of me. My mother seemed interested in it all.

"Is she someone you're dating, or going to engagement ?"

"I wish. She has a boyfriend. But she didn't objective to a picture."

I resumed breathing, and my nub rate got close to normal. My female parent went to watch her appearance on the early television receiver. Dad, of course of study, had dozed off while watching a show. Carl turned back to me, once she was out of earshot.

"You are ours, just as long as we want you."

"I don't like that."

"So you'd prefer being outed as a crossbreeding bureau who dildos his ass and lets guys fuck him ?"

"I only did that because you made me."

"And you came on the trading floor twice while we fucked you."

"I really don't have much pick, do I ?"

"After schooling tomorrow, and the next day, and the day after that. As long as we like."

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So nearly every day, after schooling, I put on my girl apparel and got fucked by Carl, Dirk, and Rob. Honestly, I enjoyed dressing up as a missy. I even enjoyed being fucked, but what I didn't like was having no say about it. There were days when I didn't feel much like it or where my ass was sore from what they had previously done. It didn't affair though, they wanted it, so I had to do it.

It didn't take foresightful before they got even more involve. I think Dirk was the number one.

"This beef is too hairy. calculate at the hair on her legs."

"You want me to shave my leg ?"

"I'll bet her underarms are furry too."

"Yeah, I haven't shaved there."

"Shave everything from the neck opening down."

"right field now ?"

"No, don't cut into our fucking time, but before tomorrow."

"But if mass notice."

"So you wear a shirt with arm and recollective pants."

In one sense, I was happy to be a short more than girly, I just would have preferred it to be my choice to do it and when to do it. After they were done fucking me for the day, as I was showering off, I began to knock off the hair. The wooden leg were pretty easy to knock off, at to the lowest degree the lower legs and in battlefront. Shaving the spine of my upper legs was trickier.

I had to be careful with the underarms, and I really had to be careful shaving around my dick and balls. I only had a few sprigs of hair on my chest, but I got rid of that, and even shaved my subdivision. It felt a piddling Weird at first, but left my skin feeling so smooth. I took a full set of clothes in the bathroom with me so no one could see where I had shaved.

The next day, Carl, Dirk, and Rob seemed so much well-chosen that I'd shaved. Rob was usually more than pinnace and affectionate and he really began to address me like a girlfriend. Dirk was sort of a jerk, but that was pretty normal. Carl even seemed a little more tender.

My hairsbreadth started getting recollective and I mentioned that I needed to get a haircut. Carl nixed that very quickly.

"Since you're our girl, you need more than female child clothes, you need girl hair too."

Carl knew soul who knew a stylist. They trimmed my hair such that I could brush it one way and look girlish, and another way to count more schoolboyish. For a piece, I was really concerned at schooltime. I worried that in spite of what they said that one of the Guy would share photos of me, or that soul would mark that I'd shaved my torso hair. Since I was never in a footlocker room, that never became a problem.

Of grade the changes didn't end with hair's-breadth. After a little spell, Rob spoke up.

"You know our girl here would look prettier if she used some makeup."

"Like what ?"

"You definitely need some lipstick and eye shadow."

"That's all ?"

"I don't know. What do the former girls use ?"

"I don't know, and I can't exactly just go ask them."

"So google it, baby."

So I went out online and found some makeup fuse. There were television showing how to apply it and what to use, most aimed at tween girls, but it served my needs. I was afraid to go to the department storage, so I just went to a drug fund and picked up a few things. It felt like the female teller looked at me funny when I went to check out.

"I'm… getting some items… for my mother."

"Are you sure you have the right field colouring material ? You have items for a duo of different skin pure tone here."

"I wasn't certainly what to get."

"Is her hide whole step perhaps close to yours ?"

I know I had to own blushed, when she asked."Pretty close."

"Let me help you find some better items."

There weren't many mass in the store, which I made sure of, and there was another cashier, so she went back over to cosmetics and helped me find fault out some item that worked a small wagerer. She finished and rang up my purchases and bagged them.

"Well, I hope ‘ your female parent'enjoys what you bought."

"I'm, ,, I'm sure as shooting she will."

"Come see me again if you need any Sir Thomas More help buying thing for ‘ your mother ’."

I turned red again, because I just knew that she knew I was buying them for myself. I got antsy at school for several daytime after, just certain that watchword would get around that I was buying composition for myself. Nothing a lot happened though so I relaxed again.

Rob, in particular got even more affectionate after I began wearing makeup. Rob didn't just fuck me, he would buss me and stroke my face and my body. I really felt like Rob liked the girl me, and I was beginning to like him too.

nearly of our action mechanism took plaza weekdays after school, but on weekends, Carl would get horny and jazz me after our parents went to log Z's. We have a three bedroom house, but the third bedroom is a humble attic sleeping accommodation, so Carl and I parcel a room. He waited until my parents had been asleep for a while, and frankly I had even been asleep.

I felt the bed move as he got on my bed. I was still half asleep as he uncovered me. He told me to keep smooth and turned me so I was on work force and knee. He pulled off my jockey drawers and took off his boxers. I was dry and my ass was sort of tight, but he got the capitulum of his cock at my entering. He tried to ease it in, but it hurt some, and I whimpered.

Carl had to work his son of a bitch in an in at a time. An inch forward, then an column inch or two back, Carl slowly got his dick rich inside me. I was concerned because I tended to moan while being fucked, and I was afraid my parents would wake up, learn something and come to enquire. Not only did I not want people in my schooling to be intimate, but I didn't want my parents to know I had Carl and his supporter fucking me.

I stayed pretty quiet and in spite of my fears, neither of my parents heard or came to see what was happening. On weekdays, Carl fucked me two, three, or four fourth dimension. Dirk and Rob did likewise. Since it was a weekend, Carl hadn't fucked me that day. He slowly and sensually make out my ass, until he came in me. He took a jailbreak before fucking me once more before letting me get some sleep.

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It became pretty typical for Carl to get his solo weekend screw after a week of the three guy tag team fucking me. After a few of the weekend fucks, Carl had an idea.

"On the weekends, I want you in bra and panty when I fuck you."

"You want me to wear a bra and panties to bed ?"

"Sure. Why not ? Our folks never wake us on weekends, and seldom during the week."

"Can I admit the bra off after you've fucked me ?"

"If you have to, but I want you to keep the panties on."

"I mean, I like wearing panty, but -"

"Yeah, I think you do. Maybe you should jade panties all the time, not just when you're being fucked."

"But if I do that -"

"Do you go showing your underwear to multitude at school ?"

"No, of course not."

"Then how would they ever know ?"

"If something happened -"

"You just need to micturate sure nothing happens."

"What about wash ? I need to sneak to do my little girl clothes as it is."

"physique it out."

"And I'm not trusted I have adequate panties."

"Well then, I guess you need to buy more."

Carl was not bequeath to be dissuaded, so I bought respective more duo of pantie and assume them in shoes of my boy underwear all the metre. I told my mom that I felt a need to help a little more around the house, so I'd do my own washables from now on. I tried to do it when neither of my parents could accidently see what I was washing and drying. I almost got caught a few times, but basically succeeded.

In one way, I was well-chosen. I felt more and more like a real fille, between wearing panties, being fucked, and my wearing apparel up Sessions for the three cat. I still worried deeply about other tyke at my school finding out. Carl, Rob, and Dirk kept their password and as long as I let them be intimate me, they kept the pix secret. I wore scanty to shoal, but no one seemed the wiser.

Dirk's father got a promotion that required them to motivate to another city. Dirk was the roughest of the three, so in one sense I wasn't unhappy that he was going. Just before he moved, we had a session where every other time I got fucked, it was by Dirk. I worried that once he wasn't getting fucked anymore that Dirk would release the pix. Carl and Rob threatened him though.

"I know you aren't going to be getting a piece of her any thirster, but Rob and I still have a good thing. If you screw that up, I swear we will track your ass down, and hurt you."

"I promise, I won't screw things up for you guys."

Carl and Rob seemed satisfied with his hope and I was relieved. Dirk came over and squeezed my ass cheeks, then gave me a concentrated swat to the ass.

"Damn, I'm going to neglect fucking this regularly."

"fountainhead, bro, maybe you can get back for a visit and get some then."

"Maybe, maybe."

So now I had only two guy to satisfy, instead of three. I did enjoy being fucked, but three of them was almost too demanding. With two, it was more like having lover. We continued with Carl and Rob during the week, and Carl late at night on the weekends.

One Tuesday, Rob fucked me a few metre, but had to leave early. Carl and I continued, but lost track of clip. As usual, I was in wench, blouse, and bra, with Carl's gumshoe deep in my ass. It had been a particularly satisfying screw, and I felt Carl cum in my ass, when the bedroom door opened. My sire stood there, and when he saw us, his face was almost purple.

Dad slammed the bedroom door. Carl pulled his putz out of my ass and pulled up his denim and boxers. I was in electrical shock as my mother opened the room access. I cowered on the bed as Carl dashed from the room. My mother looked at me with sorrow and disdain.

"Put your panties on and sit up."

I scrambled to put my panties on, then realized how I looked.

"I should change."

"Sit down and shut up."

I was shaking visibly as a sat down on the bed, still in my bird and such.

"Your male parent said you are no longer his son. Whether you even live here depends on whether you do exactly as I say."

"Yes, ma'am."

"Do you have any former female attire ?"

"A few things."

"I should have known. Where are they ?"

I had two other bird, blouses, and bras with a lot of pairs of panties. I told her where she could find them all. She gathered them all up and turned to me, still cowering on the bed.

"Come with me."

"You mean dressed like this ?"

"Yes, now do it."

I got up on wobbly branch and followed her out of the sleeping accommodation. She went to the save chamber in the Classical Greek, with me following. When she got there, she threw all my miss clothes on the bed.

"You can put your clothes away."

"What do you mean ?"

"This is now your room. We won't have a girl and a boy sharing a bedroom."

"But I'm not -"

"You're no longer my son. You're now my daughter."

"But, I'm a boy."

"Not by what you're wearing, and not by your actions."

"What about the rest of my clothes ?"

"We'll have to buy you Thomas More chick, cover, and bras."

"But my boy wearing apparel ?"

"If you're a miss, you'll wear female child clothes, not boy clothes."

"But I still have a month of schooltime. What do I have on ?"

"Since you're a lady friend, you'll hold out girl clothes to school."

"Please don't make me do that."

"You made a pick to dress out like a girl and get fucked like a girl. Now everyone can see the little girl you are."

"Can't we do something else ?"

"You can take your stuff, leave here, and not fall back. Then you can dress anyway you want."

My mother was adamant. She had me take a shower and variety into clean clothes, then said we were going to buy some additional clothes.

"Can I change first ?"

"You changed into pick clothes."

"I mean into boy clothes."

"You have no boy clothes. They've already been given to charity."

"So I have to go shopping like this ?"

"Put on some war paint and brush your hair decently."

I did that and came back. My female parent looked at me and seemed more satisfied.

"So let's go clothes shopping."

My mother led me downstairs, though I hated the fact that I had to go out dressed in my lady friend wearing apparel. I really didn't want anyone I knew to see me in them, even if I did like wearing them. We got to the living room, where my father sat glowering. Carl sat there looking very chastened. My founder saw me and looked even angrier.

"You disgust me."

"I'm sorry. What can I do - ?"

"I thought you were my son. I guess I was wrong."

"I want to be your son."

"You gave up that right when you dressed like a young woman and let bozo get it on your ass."

"So I can't -"

"You can try to be a good girl."

"I have to be a girl ?"

"That was what you chose."

"I can't unchoose ?"

"Not living in this household."

"I only have a month left wing of school day. Can't I be a boy for that ?"

"No you can't. You're going to be punished for what you did, and your punishment is for everyone you know to see you as the girlfriend you seem to be."

"I could get my boy apparel and leave."

"You have no boy apparel. They were given to charity. You can leave, but as the lady friend you are."

"And if I stay ?"

"You stay as a girl - and you do not have sex with your brother - ever again."

"I only did that -"

"Don't fucking lie to me. You did it because you wanted to."

"I'm sorry."

"At to the lowest degree I understand why you never dated any girls."

"I never found any who'd go out with me."

"I wonder why. And if you appointment any male child, you'd better not fuck them here."

"Yes, sir."

My mother took me out shopping and bought me some additional skirts and tops, along with a dress, some bras and some flat tire. I felt mortify walking around the storehouse dressed as a lady friend. Luckily, I didn't see anyone I knew, but I just felt like people were looking at me and they knew. There wasn't much I could do though.

"What about getting me some jeans and tees ?"

"Since you're going to be a girl, you'll dress 100 % girl."

"But they know me as a boy at school."

"I'll go in with you tomorrow and we'll savoir-faire that."

Then my female parent took me to a nail beauty shop, where she had them put burnished garden pink polish on my fingernails and toenails. She made surely that I had flatbed that showed my toenails. I had never worn nab polish before and felt strange at how it made me so out there. She clearly was going to lay down me as feminine as she possibly could.

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The next day, I was dressed in dame, blouse, bra, and panties, as my female parent drove me to school. I wanted just to skip the eternal rest of the school year, but my mother and father wouldn't let me.

"You live here, you're going to school, period."

She walked back to the office with me, and I could see other kids looking funny at me. Some laughed out loud. She sat down with me in the main's spot, along with the dean of boys and dean of girls.

"The scholarly person who you knew as Stephen is now Stephanie. She is transitioning to female person and will be dressing as such from now on."

"We are going to give birth an way out with the locker rooms."

"I've completed my phys ed course credit. I won't be in any footlocker room."

"I don't want you in the girl's can, or the boy's for that matter."

"There's a twain of single someone unisex bathrooms."

"Those are primarily for sealed handicapped persons."

"Can I please use those ?"

"I suppose that is the best alternative."

"Why the hell did you own to do this now ?"

"I didn't have much of a choice."

"You made your choice, so you'll hold up with the upshot. Don't arrive crying to us about how the former pupil treat you."

I was never exactly a popular mortal before that, but I was not decidedly unpopular. Most students now avoided me, but the ones who didn't were a real job. I was called a pansy and a tranny. I had hombre saying I should suck their dick or let them fuck me. I had some pull up my skirt as I walked down the anteroom. One even pulled up my bird and stuck his handwriting in my panties.

The teachers kept it from getting too bad during the day. Once shoal was over and I left the schooling footing I had son who beat me up. One time a distich of cat held me down as others pulled my panty off. A duo of guy rope tried to select my chick off me. Luckily there were adults who intervened before things got too bad.

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When my mother said she had a doctor's designation for me right wing after schoolhouse one day, I was rapturous. At least for one day, I'd escape the molestation after school.

"Stephanie here is transitioning to female. What can you do to assist ease her changeover ?"

"I'm guessing you want HRT ?"

"Absolutely."

"We'll start her with a gibe and give her hebdomadary shots after that."

I had no thought what they were talking about, but they gave me a shooter. I figured that if I was in a doctor's federal agency I was at least prophylactic from the molestation. I felt a petty odd, after the first shot, which continued with subsequent scene. niggling did I know what the slam were doing to me.

I no longer had guy cable fucking me after school each day, and Carl was not allowed to bang me at all. Dirk had moved out of town, but Rob was around and was interested in dating Stephanie. I accepted a date from Rob, which turned out to have face benefits. Rob was big enough so no one was going to kick in him problem about dating me. Beyond that, Rob had acquaintance at my school. He told them to create for sure no one laid a script on me. I still had youngster calling me name and making rude suggestions, but no one touched me after that.

Fri eventide, Rob picked me up for a particular date. He had a job and a car and a space of his own. He didn't make a lot of money, so we just had fast food for dinner and went to see a movie, before going back to his place. It was just a fiddling studio apartment, hardly unstinting, but it gave us some seclusion and gave me an outflow from my parents.

Rob was sweet and he got me something to pledge and we sat down on his small sofa. He stroked my brass and kissed me. I kissed him back and we spent quite a patch kissing as Rob stroked my body. Eventually we moved over to his bed, where he took off my skirt and top. He pulled off my panties and tenderly fucked my ass. He repeated that a duet more clock time before driving me home.

I began to appointment Rob regularly and we both seemed to give care for each other. After a couple of particular date, we were sitting on his lounge after we'd kissed and stroked each other for a while. Rob stopped and pulled back slightly then dropped his eye slightly.

"You said before that you didn't want to suckle dicks."

I took a inscrutable hint before replying."When I was being ring banged by three guys, I didn't want to fellate your gumshoe too."

"And now ?"

"What I do for one person I care about may be different."

With that, I slid off the sofa and moved right in battlefront of Rob on the floor. I looked up at him, and he looked down at me, then I reached up and slowly unzipped his trouser. His branch were already somewhat spread, but he spread them even wider and slid his coxa forward on the sofa. I undid his swath and the button on his drawers and pulled his cock out.

I wrapped my paw around the base of his dick and leaned forward with my sass loosely closed. I let the head of his dick paste my sassing, almost like they would a pussy, and eased his rod into my sassing. I kept my lip firmly around his turncock as I bobbed my head back and forth, fucking my mouth with his dick. Rob leaned back and moaned even as he stroked my head with one hand.

I took it dull and easy as he began to move his hip joint slightly back and Forth. I took as much of his whoreson in my mouth as I could without choking. I lovingly worshiped his prick until he held my read/write head tight and came with a outburst in my mouth. He held me firm as he filled my mouth with his cum. I swallowed it several times and he finally released me as the utmost few spurts of cum trickled out.

I worked his softening dent in and out of my mouth, sucking all the cum off him. Finally I had only the fountainhead still in my oral cavity as I let my lips close as I pulled the tip out. Then I licked the glans and particularly the tip and the slit for the last few drop of cum. I finished and climbed back on the sofa with Rob who began kissing me, no uncertainty tasting his own cum in my mouth.

After we kissed for a patch he got up, picked me up and carried me over to the bed, where he tenderly undressed me and fucked me. After he came in my ass, he thanked me for sucking him off.

"For you, I'm glad to do that. I just ask that after you've fucked my ass, that you wash your dick off before I suck it."

"For you, I'll do that, baby."

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I finally made it through the horror show that was the last month of shoal. I was finally going to fine-tune and be out of that place. I didn't want to go to my commencement exercise, but of class my parents insisted. I felt like their life was not complete unless they could mortify me a little further. In cap and gown, it was hard to see my girl clothes, but my female parent made sure my fuzz and physical composition told the story.

As though to add to the whole payload of humiliation, when they called my gens for me to issue forth forward, they called for Stephen Miller rather than Stephanie, which made it gain to even Thomas More people that I was born male person but sustenance as a female. As I walked up to get my mock diploma, I could hear loud laughter, along with hoots and a few people even shouting ‘ faggot'or ‘ tranny'at me.

Of grade there had been more comments both before and after I was on microscope stage. I wanted to cry, but had no design of letting them lay down me cry. Rob was there also, and hugged me once it was all over. My parents seemed somewhat conflicted about Rob, largely because he was a positive in my new lifespan that they had imposed on me.

My parents insisted that I needed to get a job, now that I'd graduated. They got me an ancient Honda, cheap, but still very dependable for shipping and told me besides working, they felt I should go to a community college nearby. I had a few months before the fall terminus started so I began looking for piece of work, mostly as a sales event clerk.

I had my driver's license redone with my moving picture as I now looked, but it still had my name as Stephen, and grammatical gender as male, as did my societal security system card. My parents said that I could pay for my name modification from what I earned, and just hold out with that until I could afford that. A couple places looked at me and looked at the name and gender on my ID, and sent me on my way.

After many endeavor, I finally found soul who would charter me. My foreman seemed mostly okay with it all, but some of my co-workers were damned dysphoric about it. This place had no unisex privy and a few people called me a pervert and threatened me if I went into the women's restroom. I tried to drink as slight as possible during the day, and use the bathroom where I went to lunch.

Occasionally, I even got some brokenheartedness at luncheon, but at least there they were less probably to know my birth sexuality and object to me. I worked in a modest department store and they put me in charwoman's wear. I guess in one sense that was fitting, though I got some nasty reactions if women asked for help in the changing rooms.

I tried to be favorable and helpful in spite of the heartbreak I got from some co-workers. Eventually, a match of the women grew to like me. They helped run interference with some of the nastier people.

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As the summer progressed, the endocrine treatments began to take some effect. I hadn't really known quite what to anticipate, so when my breast became more sensitive and started to grow, it was form of a jar. My waist seemed to narrow and my articulatio coxae grow as fat dispersion changed. I never had a lot of chest or nervus facialis pilus, but lost some and got no more.

Rob loved the changes and as I started to get boobs, he enjoyed playing with them, though they were very small at maiden, and never really got much beyond an a-cup. Carl seemed to get covetous of Rob and the fact that Rob could still fuck me even though Carl was forbidden. Carl kind of hinted that we should come up some way for him to fuck me, but I told him I wasn't going to get thrown out over him.

I suppose I could suffer moved in with Rob, though he never brought that up. We dated and fucked, but he wasn't gear up for me to be a live-in lover, at to the lowest degree not as I was. With what I was being paid, I couldn't afford my own place, so I was stuck with living by what my parents wanted until I could afford something better.

It occurred to me that if I moved out, I could go back to living as a boy, but with the upshot of the hormone treatments that seemed improbable and I wasn't sure that was what I wanted anyhow. In most ways, I was far happy as a girl, even if I did get a lot of shit over having been born as a boy. Rob and I began to talk about it all when we were together.

"Have you thought about getting OR to get a pussy ?"

"It's expensive, and I have to live as a female for a year before they'll do it."

"That malodour. If you were all young woman, I'd have you move in with me."

"I wish I were, for both of us. My parents still seem to detest me."

"I guess we'll continue going like this for a while then."

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residential area college started in the fall, and while some of the early scholarly person knew me, many others didn't. I'd gotten the money to do a gens change and gotten my driver's licence changed to show me as female, so that reduced some of the detrition. But along the way, Rob began to back off. He started to day of the month another girl, someone who was born as a girl.

Before long, Rob and I seemed to be history and he was seen all over Town with his new girlfriend. There were a few hombre and even a few girls who seemed interested in me, but I knew that well-nigh of them would not like what I was. A couplet of multiplication, people who had been interested, got tipped off by ethnic music who knew me. Those people invariably began avoiding me afterwards.

I mostly became the lonely girl, though I had a few daughter who were willing to hang with me, though they had no sake in anything forcible. After a while, I almost wished I could go back to having Carl make out me occasionally, but I wasn't going to risk having my parents throw us both out over it. So I worked, I went to schooling, I hung with my few friends, and got very comfortable with being a girl.

As my schooltime year ended, my mother came to me and told me I ought to go ahead with underside surgery, and said she would help underwrite the cost. I had some vacation meter saved up from my job, so I took meter off and went ahead with it. At that dot, I wasn't sure it would matter to anyone but me and my mother, but I was ready.

It also was nice because I really did suffer a selection this time. My mother encouraged it, but the decision was mine to urinate. I doubt that I'd have made that if it weren't for what I'd already been through. It had kind of reached the point where the surgery just confirmed things. Even if I moved out, I was never going to even try to endure as a guy any longer.

I was comfortable as a woman and that seemed to be who I really was. I still got grief from colleague and some early scholarly person, but Thomas More and more seemed to admit me as a adult female. I still had to watch my footmark, as a few of the haters looked like they could become violent. One disappointment was when I ran into Rob while out somewhere.

Rob had been the most supportive in the former sidereal day of this journey. It was disappointing to happen that he had now flipped and was hostile and dismissive. I was with a few friends when he saw me and came over. It was about a workweek before my surgery was scheduled. A fistful of us were celebrating the end of another study workweek, as well as congratulating me on my upcoming operation.

"I don't know if you know it, but Stephanie here is actually a boy who dresses like a girl and lets rib fuck him in the ass."

"Which you did to a greater extent than anyone else and that didn't seem to get at you then."

"I didn't know any respectable then."

"You fucked me in the ass repeatedly, over a few months and couldn't William Tell I had boy parts ?"

"I thought that's what you wanted."

"So you and your acquaintance threatened to station photograph of me dressed as a girlfriend and being fucked, in order to get me to continue to let you know me."

"You sure as hell seemed to delight it."

"Like you didn't."

"I moved on and found something better - a real girl."

"I'm sorry for her."

Rob turned and stormed off. I wanted to cry, but didn't want to throw him the satisfaction and didn't want my friends to have a go at it he made me cry.

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I took two weeks vacation and had my surgery. My female parent was there to support me and comfort me. I wish I could say I'd gotten any support from Carl or my Father of the Church, but I didn't. After two hebdomad, I returned to work, but still wasn't moving as well as I might. Standing on my metrical unit during a sales slip was tough, but I could sit at a cash registry division of the metre and that helped.

By the prison term school started in the fall, I seemed almost back to normal. I still wasn't cleared for vaginal sex, but since I wasn't seeing anyone, that really didn't topic. I started my grade and found fewer of the the great unwashed who knew Stephen. Basically mass just seemed to get it on and accept me as Stephanie. I even had a few guys who seemed interested in me, though I tried to discourage that.

Some guy wire get really hostile if they find that the girl they are with is trans, even if she has had the surgery. I didn't want to luck that. Now there are some guys who fetishize trans char, but I didn't really want anything to do with them either. I had a few girlfriends who I hung with but tried to stave off guys as much as possible.

In a way, that was sad. I felt like a young lady, and had girl function, including a pussy and boobs that were now roughly a b-cup. I wanted to have a boyfriend - individual to date me, kiss me, and even roll in the hay me. Now that I had a pussycat, I wanted to be fucked there, though I wouldn't mind the occasional ass nooky. I was afraid though - afraid of having a guy get worry then being repelled when he found I was trans.

There was one guy, named Tom, who I had not known before, who talked to me a few times after a socio-economic class we shared. Tom was hardly an adonis, but seemed variety of muted and even shy. Tom was about 5'9"with an average face and medium body - certainly not ripped. He wore glasses and was somewhat studious. After a while, he suggested that we study together.

I certainly was goodness with studying, but only in public places and not with any strong-arm fondness. We began to expend a minuscule time together like that when Tom finally worked up the nervus and asked me for a particular date. I'd been worried about that, mostly because I was afraid of his reactions.

"I'm not sure it's Isaac Mayer Wise for us to date."

"Why ? Because we're taking classes together ?"

Now was what I'd feared."No, because I'm trans."

"What do you mean ?"

"I was assigned male person at nascency. I lived well-nigh of my life as a boy. There are still people in Ithiel Town who know me as a boy."

"But you look like a girl."

"I am a girl."

"But are you a girl there ?"

Obviously, he wanted to fuck what I had between my leg. I still wasn't quite to the level where I'd been cleared for vaginal sex, though I'd been dilating it very regularly. Still I felt insecure and felt his question was intrusive.

"At this point, it doesn't really matter what I am there. If we get to a compass point where it does matter, you'll know."

"So I would be going out with you not knowing if you're a girl or a boy ?"

"I'm a young woman, regardless of what I have there. If you have to know that before going out with me, then you shouldn't particular date me."

"I like you, and want to go out with you."

"Even if you don't know that ?"

Tom looked at me, bit his lip and looked at his horseshoe. He shook his head teacher very slightly, then looked back at me again.

"You'll let me know before we get - confidant ?"

"I will."

"I … I think I still want to go out with you."

"If you really mean it, then give me a kiss."

"A kiss ?"

"On the lips."

Tom looked very uncertain. He seemed nervous, then he took a abstruse breath.

"I've never kissed a girl before."

"Then it's time to start."

Tom's eyes got very wide, as he leaned forward. His rim parted slightly, then he closed his eyes and touched his sassing to mine. He didn't do much Sir Thomas More than advert his brim to mine, but I leaned into him and kissed him. He began to kiss me back, and after about thirty irregular, I pulled back. Tom bit his lip again and looked at me.

"I enjoyed that."

"Assuming you still want to go out, at the end of our date, you can have a better kiss."

"You promise ?"

"Just as long as you treat me right."

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I still felt nervous, even knowing that Tom knew I was trans. I didn't want him to pick me up at my family, so I met him at a eating place for dinner party. We had a prissy meal and then went to see a moving picture adjacent door to the restaurant. In the field, Tom put his arm around me, which made us both feel a little funny. I had not really been close to anyone since Rob broke up with me calendar month earlier.

After the movie, Tom walked me to my car, and we talked for a foresightful time. I realized that Tom was quite shy and nerdy.

"I have to take on, I've never really had a girlfriend before."

"But you've been on dates with other girls ?"

"You're the first."

"So were you never intimate with any lady friend before ?"

"None, at all."

"You should hump, I'm no virgin. I've been with boys."

"You mean -. How ?"

"I'm not going to give way you any point, but if you want a fille who's as innocent as you are - that's not me."

"You're still not going to tell me -"

"Before we reach a gunpoint where it would matter, you'll know."

"I don't know if I feel comfortable being confidant with someone who is still a boy there."

"I understand."

"I'm not sure -. How would we - ?"

I touched a finger to his lips and he stopped talking.

"I think it's metre for you to give me a genuine kiss, and for me to go home."

Tom still looked uncertain as he moved toward me. I grabbed him and pulled him tight to me and lifted my head for him to kiss me. He very tentatively put his arms around me as he kissed me. He wasn't the greatest countenance, but he was sweet. He had one hand loosely touching my waist. I reached down and moved his deal down onto my ass.

Tom made a funny audio as we kissed, but he didn't stop kissing me. His mitt rested loosely on my ass, so I reached down and pressed it more firmly into my ass. He kept kissing me, but through his clothes, I could feel his cock getting hard. He tried to turn so it was not pressed against me, but I held him tight so he couldn't.

I loved that fact that kissing me and touching my ass was getting him turned on and hard. I had gotten the okay for vaginal sex from my doctor, but for some reason wanted to take it slow with Tom. We kissed for a niggling yearner, before I pulled back.

"I need to be getting domicile, but thank you. I enjoyed going out with you and I'm gladiola you asked me."

"Maybe we can do this again soon."

"I hope so."

I gave him a speedy kiss, and got in my car. I was almost floating on air, but was brought back to world by the thinking that as we went along Tom might get down to feel itchy about dating a trans charwoman. Not only that, but some of the early folk at school know I'm trans and might dedicate him some bull about it. Would he still feel the like way if hoi polloi teased or harassed him over dating me ?

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Tom and I began going out every weekend, in addition to studying together. At first I just let him buss me and touch my ass. After a while, I let him touch my titty too. I made it all the way he was not to touch me between the legs. I wanted to get there and even beyond but after everything I'd been through previously, I wanted to charter it slow with him.

"Stephanie, I almost don't maintenance what you have between your legs now. But if we get serious, I hope you're leave to be a girl there too."

"I already am a girl there."

"I'm glad, even though I love you regardless."

"I told you I'm not a virgin, but I am a virgin there."

"But, how ?"

"Anal and oral."

"I didn't think about how -"

"You've never been intimate with anyone ?"

"No. Does that bother you ?"

"It doesn't, and I'm not trusted I'm ready to go all the way, but I can make you feel good, If you'd like."

"How ?"

We were in a basement room at his parent's family, and his folk were out for the evening. I slid off the sofa and got on my knees on the storey in front of Tom. He looked uncertain, even though I could see that his hawkshaw was toilsome in his trouser. I gently spread his legs, moved forward and unzipped his pants. I reached in and pulled out his peter which looked like it was trying to tear its way out.

"Are you sure about this ?"

I leaned forward and took the read/write head of his pecker in my oral fissure. Tom moaned and slumped back in the sofa. I slowly took it in my mouth as deeply as I could. I'd never learned to deep pharynx, but Tom seemed to relish whatever I was able to do. I used my lips and tongue, getting it about of the way in, then slowly back out until I had only the caput still between my lips.

I did my damnedest to make water it slow, animal, and loving as my mouth made making love to his rod. It took almost no time before Tom erupted in my mouth. He had several jet over about twenty or thirty seconds, and I wanted to get every bit of it. I kept working him in and out of my back talk as he unloaded his cum in me. As he stopped spurting and started to dampen, I eased him out, cleaning him off as I went.

I tucked him back in his pants and zipped him back up. Tom almost looked like he was passed out on the sofa. I climbed back up and sat beside him on the sofa and he started to charge up slightly. I leaned over him and kissed him, giving him a taste of his own cum. He was almost phrenetic in his kisses for a few minutes, before he settled back down.

"That was wonderful, Stephanie. I just wish I could realize you sense as good as you made me feel."

"We'll get there. We're just not there quite yet."

I heard his parents come back in the theatre, so I hopped up and smoothed my skirt and blouse. I ducked in the little gunpowder room in the basement to check my composition, which was a little askew after what I'd done. I touched that up and came out to come up Tom's dad had come down to check on us. Tom was standing talking to his father.

When Tom's father turned to look at me, Tom tried to discretely adjust his dick in his pants.

"I hope I didn't cut off anything."Tom's father said with a look that said he knew damned well he had interrupted something.

I smiled at him before replying."No, it was getting to be time for me to go home anyhow."

Tom rushed over to me."I'll paseo you out to your car."

We went out to my car, and I felt certain one or more of his parents were watching us. Tom hugged me and gave me a long kiss.

"That was peachy, but I want so lots more."

"We'll get there - soon."

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Several daytime later at school, I saw Tom and he appeared very upset.

"My begetter did some asking around and found out that you used to be a boy."

"And he didn't like that."

"He told me to leave office seeing you."

"I'm sorry."

"I told him I wouldn't."

"How did he react to that ?"

"He turned majestic and I thought he was going to hit me."

"He didn't, I hope."

"No, but he threatened to kick back me out of the house."

"What will you do ?"

"My mother put her foot down and said he wasn't going to do that."

"Thank God."

"But he told me I'm never to bring you in the business firm again."

"Not too surprising, I guess."

"My mother is not angry like my dad, but she wants to talk with you."

"You and I together ?"

"You and her alone."

Something told me this would not turn out secure, but I agreed to take on with his mother. We set up a group meeting where she and I could talk privately and not be overheard. I was almost afraid that I'd never be seen or heard from again.

"So you are ‘ Stephanie'?"

"I am."

"So why did you latch onto my son ?"

"Tom asked me out. I wasn't looking for any guy."

"And just how ‘ close'have the two of you draw ?"

"Not that close, physically."

"If you did, are you even subject of being close the way a man and cleaning lady would ?"

"There's more than one way that a man and cleaning woman can be close, but we could be close in all the agency a man and woman normally could."

"And where do you expect the relationship with Tom to go ?"

"I don't know where he wants it to go."

"Where do you require it to go ?"

"I'm almost afraid to have any expectations."

"Most pattern guys would receive no pastime in the likes of you."

"Don't I know that ? And some just want the kinky pleasance of saying they fucked a trans woman."

"My son isn't like that."

"Which is why I agreed to go out with him."

"Do you bear him to marry you ?"

"We aren't anywhere even close to considering that."

"But you want to get married ?"

"I'd like to get married to a man, if I can find one who truly loves me."

"The Scripture is that you slept with a couple of other guys."

"I'm not lofty of that, and I told Tom I'm no virgin."

"If you do get married, you could never have a baby."

"I have some female equipment but not the equipment for that."

"My husband and I want grandchildren."

"There's always adoption."

"Tom seems to be in dear with you."

"There are batch of romances that never go anywhere."

"What do you want with Tom ?"

"Just a normal relationship between a man and a woman."

"Some multitude wouldn't even consider you a woman."

"Those are the great unwashed that I'd never want a kinship with."

"What if I told you to abide away from my son ?"

"I didn't pursue him, he pursued me. You'll have to convert him to stay away from me."

"I honestly expected something different from you, Stephanie."

"I'm sure I'm not what you want for a daughter-in-law, but I don't know that it will ever get that far."

"And if Tom dumps you tomorrow ?"

"It'll detriment, but I'll go on. I've already lived through injury and maltreatment that you could never imagine."

"I'm not sure you're the right person for Tom, but he has to make his own decisions."

"If he decides I'm what he wants, and if he's what I want, I hope you can accept that."

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Tom was already working part time, while going to school. He managed to get total meter hours and given the hostility of his beginner began looking for a station of his own. I was still working full meter, so between it all, we didn't have as much time for dating as we'd like. My brother Carl had moved away from home, and when my parents took a vacation, I brought Tom back to my house.

We spent some time making out on the sofa, then I took Tom to my bedroom. I still was in the niggling attic bedroom. I guess I could make moved into the bedroom that Carl vacated, but that still held some memories that I wanted to put behind me. When we got to my chamber, Tom was afraid to think that it could mean something more.

We sat on the bed and kissed and I asked Tom to unbutton my blouse. His custody were shaking as he did, and he fumbled with a couple of the buttons before he finished. I shrugged off my blouse, and Tom sat there with a look of nervous anticipation on his face. I took one of his manpower and put it on a bra cup. He hesitated before beginning to stroke my boob through my bra.

We kissed as he caressed my breasts through my bra, before I asked him to unhook my bra. I had to turn around so he could see the back of my bra, since he couldn't unhook it without looking. I almost felt shy as I turned back around and let my bra capitulation off me. Tom saw my boobs and looked amazed. I put his hands on my breast and his eye got very big.

He began to fondle my breasts as I lay back on the bed. He stroked them for a patch, before I pulled his head down to one of them. He took the nipples in his rima oris and began to suck on it, as though he could get milk out of my breast. I loved it. Rob was the but former guy to advert my boobs and they were lowly and less raw then.

Tom loved my bosom and gave them the tending they had never had before. As he played with them, I could feel a heating system rising through my eubstance, and I almost felt like I was on flak, before undulation of pleasure began to turn over over my body. I'd never had a female person orgasm before and it was like nothing else I'd ever felt. I sure wanted to feel it some more though.

I took off Tom's shirt and knickers, and had him contract off my skirt. We got completely on the bed and kissed more when I took his hired hand and put it down between my legs. He fondled my pussy through my scanty as we continued to snog. After a piece, I lifted my hips and told him to pull my step-in off. As he got them off, I spread my leg and for a few seconds, Tom just stared at my pussy.

"Lick it please. You're the first guy to get my pussy."

I had shaved the pilus from between my branch, so I was completely scanty down there. Tom leaned over and did a tentative lick up my slit.

"More, please, baby."

Tom plunge in and licked and kissed my pussycat like there was no tomorrow. He licked me to my second orgasm before I made him require off his boxers and be active back up my body. I know I don't have quite the raw lubrication of a rule pussy, so I had some lubricator and I lubed up his cock and had him range over me. I kissed him and then grabbed his shaft and eased it into the entrance of my cunt.

I had been dilating, so I had things in there, but this was the first real dick I had there. dilation felt good, but it was zilch compared to the feel of Tom's cock in my twat. I wrapped my pegleg around him, as Tom began to slowly and sweetly fuck my cunt. More than a year ago, I had guys in my ass, and that felt good, but this put that to shame.

I began to bed Tom back as he fucked me and before long he was fucking me hard and fast. In one sense, I was deplorable I had waited, but I needed to make for certain that it meant something to Tom before we did this. I was panting and moaning as Tom drove his prick oceanic abyss in my pussy. I looked at his cheek and it was like he was on another world and his being was centered on his prick in my cunt.

"Oh God, baby, I'm cumming."

"Do it. make full me up with that cum. I need you."

Tom stiffened and drove his turncock oceanic abyss in my slit as I felt it throb and pulse inside me. As he finished, he almost collapsed on me. As he regained his sens, we kissed for a prospicient clip before he rolled off me. We fucked several more times before falling benumbed together in my bed. For the rest of my parents'vacation, we spent the Nox together in my bed screw in every way we could.

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Tom and I have a property together now. Tom's mother and my female parent seem to have reconciled themselves to the kinship. Tom's Father of the Church still hates me, and my Church Father seems largely deaf. Will this be forever ? I don't know, but for now it seems to be everything either of us could want. I am truly Stephanie, and for now, my long, strange tripper has brought me someplace good .