Feminine Guy Meets Mr. Right

Feminine Guy Meets Mr. Right By clintdear

I was strolling around the mall today wearing one of my favorite girly toe rings with my girly-boy shorts and sandals. I was in one of those moods. I wasn't feeling very manly today and haven't been for quite awhile, but not sure how to feel. When I feel like this. I try to be as feminine as I dare, especially since I'm not sure just what I am right now! I really wish I had to courage to be both!

I like visiting the mall and getting as close to feminine as I dare without being "noticed" as anything other than an unusual dresser. That's why I like to wear toe rings, sandals, ladies shorts, and a shirt with a feminine logo and anything else I think I can get away with. There is a certain cut to the clothes that are unisex at a casual glance, but draw looks from men who probably don't know exactly what drew their glance to "that guy" over there. Designers spend millions to get that glance to "that girl," so why not me? I want to be noticed, but not seen, as I look at the lingerie (Why are baby dolls so hard to find now a days!), the panties (A thong, or something with harder seams that will show through?), shorts (how daring am I this time?), and of course the thin tops that work for my style (Shall I darken my areola's to draw Interested glances, I muse?). Girls have all the fun!

I'm really hoping someday to meet a Mr. Right who knows what to do with a girly boy like me. I need someone who knows what I want because I sure don't! I'm too shy to actually hit on a guy. I never have had sex with one and I probably wouldn't do it right anyway. The guys that did hit on me made me too nervous to welcome their advances. I guess I am doomed to a life of half measures!

In my mall excursion today, I notice a nice looking guy at a jewelry place that sells anklets, toe rings, etc., and decided to sashay over and see what they had. (And gauge his reaction, of course. I need to find someone who is cool, understanding, can read my mind, knows I am scared spitless and on the make at the same time, non-judgmental, gay or bi, holds hands with Jesus, and thinks I am just "normal." Oh yes, and he has to be attractive, strong, and handsome!).

This guy was really cute, and looked me right in the eyes. I was mesmerized for a second when he asked, "May I help you?"

Breaking myself out of my trance, I stammered and blurted out, "Yes, do you have toe rings in size 6?"

When I realized I was blushing I blushed even more! I felt so exposed! (Wow, if he only knew what I was thinking!).

"Yes, but I am going on break soon. I'd be glad to stay and help you if you'd like."

He introduced himself as "Gary," and shook my hand. (I gave him my most feminine, soft handshake!).

"I'm Chris," I replied sweetly.

He saw the toe ring I was wearing and asked if I was shopping for myself. I said I was and I was looking for another one. He commented that he doesn't see very many guys in toe rings!

I blushed and blurted out "Some guys like them!"

He smiled and said he was only commenting, and that we are all friends here, and that I was exceptional and that I needn't blush, and I would be a compliment to his toe rings, and please stop blushing! Which made be blush brighter! Then he smiled a warm and welcome smile, and asked me what size I wore, and I told him a size 6. He asked me if I would mind him sizing it.

To my surprise, when I sat down and bent down to take it off, he said "Oh no, I'll do it if it is ok with you, it's part of my job!"

He squirted some Windex on my toe (wow, it tickled!) and off it came. He put it on the measuring thingy and said "You were right honey, a perfect 6! Oops, sorry, umm, sir, I meant, umm.."

He was blushing so I quipped: "You can call me honey just this once."

"Thanks...honey!" He says again with a little smirk.

He started showing me a tray of rings similar to I was wearing, and asked me if he could check the fit. (I couldn't pass up a flirt as cute as him!), so I said "Sure!"

He said he wanted to try a 5, so he got some Windex and squirted it on my toes (Oh, that feeling again!) I jumped & my heart leaped! "Is it too cold" He asked?

"N-N-No, It just feels ...very...very nice," breathlessly trying to remain in control of my emotions, and not give anything away.

He finally worked the ring onto my toe and it was just too tight. And then didn't want to come off. It was stuck. He apologized and he said he had to really work it to get it off again and would I be more comfortable doing it myself or would I like him to?

"I'd like it if you would," I cooed...

Gently he takes my foot in his hands. Resting my sole in his palm, he dabs the Windex purposefully, gently lifts my foot, and then rubs the Windex between and around my toes lubing everything up. (trying too look up my short's leg, I hope? God, what if he sees my panties!). I had a seriously excited boy-clittie, my heart was pounding out of my chest! His hands were tickling my feet everywhere - I was trying not to giggle!

Finally, after some effort, he got it off and said, "Oh, we've got to do that again!"

"I hope it was as good for you as it was for me!" I chirped.

And then I realized what I said, and started blushing again!

"That's ok" he replies. And teasingly adds, "I think blushing is cute!"

And then he slowly proceeded to spray my other foot with the Windex, getting between my toes again, holding the sole of my foot in the palm of his hand, blowing softly to let it dry. Ohhh...He was smiling and blushing a little, too....

"Was that ok too?"

I was speechless! I'm sure he could hear my heart beating! This guy has a foot thing, and I'm loving that!

"Very OK," I stammered.

God I hope this is real, I'm thinking...If he's straight I'm going to curl up and die!

Finally, (before I had a heart attack), he started showing me some trays of toe rings and asked me what I thought. I said they were nice.

"But what do you think looks best?" I asked.

He showed me some plain bands, then some two-tone bands, and then asked my opinion again.

"Do you have something, you know, less masculine?" I replied.

He smiled. "Hmm, less masculine? Or do you mean more feminine?"

He was just drawing the truth right out of me! Things I have never admitted to myself, let alone to a male store clerk I didn't even know! I didn't know whether to run and hide, or simply shut up and be a nice girl and accept what life delivers! Besides, I was hot. My clittle was getting hard. I was having fun. Maybe he was too!

I was kind of unsure what to say, so he looked directly into my eyes and said "Well, lets try some really girly styles! You'll love them! If they are too girly, let me know and we'll go from there."

I'm thinking, too girly? Not a chance! I am so hot I could grab him right here!

Thank God he took charge, my heart was racing, I was sweating, trying to calm down, hide my clittie, hide my panties, hide my heartbeat, maybe just hide! He shows me a wider band with pink and blue round stones in it. "Is this feminine enough?" He asks?

"I think so." I replied stupidly.

"How about this one?" He says, and shows me an ultra-feminine string of hearts made with multi-colored stones.

"I think that one is really nice!"

"Here's another style I'd like to see on you."

He puts on a nice purple, yellow, orange, blue affair that has a thin gold chain running up to an anklet with a string of similar stones. "Wow! That's pretty! What do you think?" He asks.

"I don't know if I have the legs for it!" I said, teasingly.

"Oh, I think you do! It looks really sexy!"

Then he says, "How about this one on the other foot?" He showed me a cute but fairly wide gold band with intertwined nudes, 14K!

"I can't really afford that!" I replied.

"Yes you can" As he slips it on he says, "I'll give you my cost of $ 24. Think about it! Besides, I think one on each foot is just perfect for you. Would you like to try it out for awhile and join me on break?" He asked. (Is he just being nice, or hitting on me? Hmmm.)

I agreed and we walked around talking and smiling - just like a real first date!

I boldly took him with me into a ladies' shop and bought a pair of women's shorts that might pass for men's. (Upping the ante a little, testing the waters.)

"I just don't fill out men's shorts well. I suppose no one notices. Now you know my secret!" I explained.

"They fit you very well, they make you look...well, sexy! They probably look better than men's anyway. They seem to conform better to your shape! And I mean that in a good way! I think they are kind of hot!"

I gushed "Really? Thank You, you are so sweet to say that!" I began to feel my inhibitions slipping away as I realized he really liked me for who I was. He didn't seem like a weirdo, and even seemed pleased to be seen with me.

"Here, try on this belt!" He says. It was wide metal, with shiny oval rings laced together with a part hanging down in front, definitely a woman's belt. It was shiny, bright and dangly.

"Its pretty" I replied, "but I think it may be too feminine. I might embarrass you!"

"Not a chance" he said. He took my hand, and gave me a little peck on the cheek, and said "I like you as sweet as you can be, is that OK with you?"

I replied, (Upping the ante, and my courage, just testing...)

"I think so. Am I, like, your girl for today?"

He replied, "Only if you want to be!" I squeezed his hand back in reassurance. I was one happy boy!

We wandered back to his shop and played around with more toe rings and the Windex (and my feelings - I was soooo hot!) Finally it was closing time.

"Well, I suppose I should get going, I guess." (I'm thinking...please say: "No, don't go!")

He replied, "Are you in a rush?" "I really wish you would stay." "I've had lots of fun today, you are welcome to stay while I close up!" (Thank you! There is a God!) He started dropping the gate and said "In or out?"

The moment of truth. "In or out." Where have we heard that before? Hesitating, and thinking a thousand thoughts about what I meant to do today, versus what I am doing now, versus what I might end up doing. I hesitated, seemingly watching my life pass before my eyes, frozen in time for a moment, I replied "In!" I felt like I had somehow entered into a pact with my feminine self and would be forever changed. As I watched the gate fall as he lowered it, I could swear I saw my old boy-self standing out side motionless and inert. I think my hormones just switched gears.

He smiled and then invited me into the tiny little office where he had to count the money, and offered to let me in to change into my new shorts and belt. I had pink panties with lace trim and bows on since I didn't expect to undress in front of a man!

"Please don't be shy, I promise not to look, maybe!"

I though it over and let out a little giggle (What the hell, you've come a long way baby!) and replied, "Well, maybe just a peek, but please don't laugh or you might make me cry!"

"I won't" He offered, "I just hope your new shorts and belt are as sexy as you are!"

So, as we finally wiggle past each other in the tiny office, trying politely not to touch too much, which is impossible in the tiny room. (Did he just drag something hard across my butt? His manhood maybe? I did that to him? Oh My Gawd!)

So he sat down and I turned around modestly and began removing my shorts and stepping out of them revealing my pink panties.

"Those are really pretty! If I had known, I would have bought you some in the store! Turn around so I can see them!" (Whew! Past that hurdle!). And then he pulls me to him and gives me a little kiss on the stomach!

"Oh, you like? I was afraid you were going to laugh or make fun of me!"

He guides me down onto his lap, and looks me in the eyes and gives me a 24 karat kiss right on the lips! I fell into his embrace as if was the most natural thing in the world. I began kissing him back. He began caressing my cheeks through the satiny fabric, my erection and precome beyond hiding. I could feel him hardening further under me.

(Being faced with the timeless question asked by an eternal string of high school virgins, I'm thinking, "God, what do I do now!") I started kissing his neck, as he began to run his hands up the back of my blouse, then rubbing his hands gently back down inside the back of my panties.

"You feel so nice, honey!"

"Oh baby, I like that. You make me feel so good!" I purred.

As his hands moved to my nipples, (God I love that! How could he know!) I gradually slid down off of his lap, guided by the needs within me. With that thought I gently undid his belt, then carefully unzipped his fly, hoping for a glimpse of what lay hidden. I began to work his pants down, and he lifted his hips. (Finally! A sign, a signal, a green light! No chance of rejection now! Thank you!) With his pants finally down, as I peered and poked for an opening in his boxers, to my relief, he pulled them down displaying his wonderfully erect cock! It was beautiful! It was thick, about 7" long and had a slight upward curve like a little ski slope. I was fascinated! It was a much better specimen than mine could ever hope to be! I hope I do everything right!

As he played with my nipples I began to slowly lick up and down my first cock, savoring the moment. I started at the bottom, and slowly ran my tongue up to the tip where I circled the helmet with my tongue. I peeked up at Gary, and his eyes were closed in the eternal dream of ecstasy! (I must be doing this right, I'm thinking!) Finally, I began to take him into my mouth, one inch in, one-half inch out, two in, one out, gradually and slowly matching my movements to his breathing until I finally had him all in my mouth.

This wonderful man continues to lovingly fondle my nipples as his cock celebrates in the festival of my longing. He begins to lightly moan and work his hips gently up and down into my mouth. I tighten and relax my lips varying the pressure on him as he slides in and out of my mouth pussy. I drag my tongue over the sensuous underside of his shaft. I pleasure him with skills I never knew I had! As his breathing gets quicker and more desperate, I vary the pace trying to slow things down. I start licking the underside again in a circular motion, moving down and back up again, finally letting him slide back into my mouth again. As I moved my head and dragged my tongue and lips over the most sensitive spots, I began to taste his juices as they begin oozing out slowly. I could feel his penis getting harder, and harder, and then begin to almost vibrate. And then it begin to twitch...And then, like a breaking dam his seed rushed into my mouth with a force to match my emotions, and I swallowed, and swallowed, and swallowed his seed as if it were pure love itself!

As I was sucking, I had been rocking my hips so sensually as I serviced him my clittie was ready to burst! And burst it did! I came in my panties like I have never, ever come before! I held his cock in my mouth as he slowly softened, his breathing slowly coming back to normal. I was in heaven!

(Sort of. Wondering what to say now. Is he like most guys, yelling "next!" or his he really "my" special guy? Do I dare take my lips off of him and let him go, leaving me to face the truth alone? Damn, this is gonna hurt!)

My question was soon answered. He says "Oh sweetie, that was wonderful" (I'm thinking: And...?) "I have never felt so good as you made me feel! I didn't know I could go to heaven and then come back to my angel!" (I'm thinking: please God, make him want me still! Please, before he sees my tears!) He says, "You are so very, very sweet!" "Will you come home with me tonight!" He adds.

"Yes" I replied with relief, and tears beginning in my eyes.

He cooed into my ear, "Will you be my girl?" With those words, my life has forever changed.

Chapter 2

After everything was locked up and it was time to go, Chris walked me to his car-a nice red mustang convertible-, wow was it bright! He opens the door for me just like a regular guy on a regular date! I was so happy!

Then I realized that I don't have any fresh clothes to wear! "Gary, can we stop by my place so I can get a change of clothes?"

"Sure, honey." he replied.

So we stopped at my place and I offered him a beer, and went to start packing.

"Sweetie?" he called out, "Be sure to be your most sexy self for me!"

"Oh, I can't wait to sweep you off your feet with my charms!"

So I grabbed some panties, garter belt, stockings, and a thin wispy see through top. And of course, a baby doll nightgown I thought I would never need! I gathered up some cosmetics I keep hidden, and my douche bag and perfume. ("Passion" by Liz Taylor- a bit out of style but unmistakably boy-bait!) I felt like I was packing for a week!

"Ok, I'm ready! Are you?" I responded as I entered the living room.

He replied by gathering me up in his arms and giving me a juicy kiss, and a sweet suckle on my ear lobe!

"I'm ready when you are, honey!" He says.

I was shivering with lust. I hope he couldn't tell! I don't want to look too eager!

We soon arrived at his condo, a nice two-story affair. He showed me in and asked me if I'd like a drink.

"I'd love one!"

I sat down with both hands in my lap, and my knees together. I felt like I was trying to be as small as possible. I guess I was pretty nervous. Most of my feminine mannerisms were coming quite naturally, but others I was remembering from watching other girls. I really hadn't expected to move so far so fast. In fact, I am farther that I ever thought I ever would have been! He poured me a rum and Coke and sat down beside me with his arm behind my shoulders. He looked over at me, smiled and asked, "Are you still my girl?"

"Un huh!" I replied with uncertainty.

Then he leaned over and kissed me!

"Will you spend the night here with me? You can sleep on the couch if you are shy!"

"I'd like that, except the couch part" I giggled.

Gary replied, "I'd like to take a shower and get comfortable in front of the TV. Would you like to get sexy for me and we'll watch a movie together and have a little wine? There is a second bathroom in the hall for you to use."

I went into the bathroom with my overnight bag and slipped off my clothes, turned on the bath and looked around the bathroom. There was a fresh razor and some Channel body oil on the sink. I poured some sexy smelling bubbly bath into the tub and turned on the water. I got in and started to relax and enjoy the luxury, wondering what my role in this romance was to be. Could this be really happening?

Then, almost as if guided by an invisible hand, I began to lather up my legs and underarms and began to shave myself smooth as baby. I shaved my legs, my underarms, my boy-pussy, and my pubic hair. I felt really great!

I got out of the shower and brushed and teased my hair to make it as big as possible. I got out my makeup kit and applied a little light red lipstick with gloss. I blushed my cheeks, and highlighted my eyes. I curled my eyelashes and used some mascara to lengthen them. I dabbed some perfume on some strategic places. I put on my powder blue baby doll that has a thin panel to hide my little breasts, and augmented that with a matching pair of "boyshorts" (which let just enough butt cheek show to be sexy!). Next, I put on a pair of powder blue nylons with the band on top to keep them up without a garter belt. I completed my outfit with a pair of blue fluffy slippers! A quick shot of Passion perfume and I was ready to make my grand entrance to greet my new boyfriend.

I looked at myself in the mirror for a final check. Hair, ok...muss it up just a little, done! Make up, good! Baby doll, fine...need the panties a little higher to show more butt cheek, done! Breasts, a little too small but can't do much about that right now. I'll tweak them a little to make them pointy. Good. Hands are clean. Shit! Polish! Quickly I sat down and carefully painted my fingernails a hot red with a slight pink hue, and did the same to my toenails. Brushed my teeth, flossed, done! Damn, so much to remember.

Why was I so easily accepting my new feminine self, I wondered? I have never had any sexual experiences before (except with myself), and here I am pondering a truly loving and sexual relationship with a guy! Me girl, him guy, no less! I don't even feel odd about it. I feel like it is the right way for things to be. He seems to agree. My heart was pounding, and it was time to step into my new romance! This is just too confusing.

Chapter 3

As I gracefully swayed into the living room, Gary was sitting on the sofa nursing a beer. His eyes widened, and he exclaimed "Wow! You are beautiful! Come sit with your sweetie!"

I sat down beside him, and he put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me close, and kissed me on top of the head like a little girl. I put my hand on his thigh and he let out a little groan. He moved his head down lower and gave me a light kiss behind my ear then began kissing a trail down my neck, finally trailing a little line of kisses back along my jaw back to my lips. As he kissed me my lips parted as if we had kissed a thousand times. His tongue entered my mouth without resistance as if to portend the future. We kissed and kissed, necking like teenagers as my hand moved absently to his thigh and to what was stirring nearby. I still couldn't believe that little old me had the power to create such a response in this most perfect man!

I gently rubbed him through the material of his bathrobe while returning his breathless kisses. Slowly, he slides his soft hand under my nightgown and begins to lightly caress the skin on my stomach. Then carefully he moves his hand up to my breast and rubs my nipple with the palm of his hand, gradually gathering my nipple between his thumb and forefinger, rolling it between his fingers. I was going crazy! I had to do something or I was going to cum right there!

I kissed my way down his chest toward his manhood, but he pulled me up and said "Lets get into bed, sweetie." He took my hand and led me into the bedroom.

He sat me down and kissed me some more and laid me gently on my back. He slipped off his bathrobe and lay on top of me with nothing on but a smile. As if by reflex I spread my legs allowing him to lie between my legs. Oh, did I like that! I felt so under his power feeling his hard body on top of mine, his powerful muscles overpowering my timid resistance. As he began to kiss me, I began to unconsciously raise my legs as his hips began to grind into me. As he moved his kisses down to suckle on my nipples he played with my engorged boy clittie, causing me to mew gently.

His fingers again replaced his lips as he teased my nipples. Gradually, he began to kiss a trail of kisses down my stomach, then gently he moved my panties aside exposing my clittie. I began to resist slightly but he rubbed my stomach gently and purred "That's ok, sweetheart I'm here for you."

He began by sucking gently on the tip of my clittie, never taking more than the head in. His tongue was massaging the underside of the helmet bringing me to new heights of ecstasy. God, it was heavenly! As his tongue was licking the underside of my clitte, the sensation was building, a feeling that I have never felt before! It seemed to build so slowly, I was beside myself with this mysterious new passion. My hips were rocking gently, my toes were twitching, I could hear my self crying out "Ah, ah, ah, ahhh, Oh...!"

Gradually, an oh-so-slow-motion orgasm rose from deep within me and rather than explode with gushes, it poured out into his waiting mouth in a steady stream of relief! Finally at last it began to throb and pump my life's juices into his mouth. I was paralyzed with lust. I was tingling like I was being tickled with a thousand feathers. Never in my life have I experience such heights of passion!

I didn't know what to do or what to think. I was so vulnerable now, and he knew it. He knew he had me in the palm of his hand, and that he had won my trust. He held my clittie in his mouth as I came down off this new high. I believe I just had the most special feminine orgasm delivered to my body by this most perfect lover.

Gradually, he moved his lips to mine and poured my seed into my mouth and kissed me again. I accepted his gift with joy.

As we intermixed our juices, he stayed on top of me. I have never quite felt so truly feminine before. I was so enchanted to have him laying on me as if to ensure that I knew my place in our relationship. It seemed so natural for me to accept my man's gestures as I really saw no inclination at the moment for any other thoughts to creep in and interrupt my most perfect bliss!

Hmmm...well enough about me! I just remembered he hasn't cum yet! That means he is still hot! I had better turn up my fire and do my duty. After all, a good girl is not done until his man has climaxed, too! Oh what a wifely little tart I've become! I love it!

"Oh, baby. That was wonderful!" I mewed. "What can I do to be a better lover for you? I want you to keep me around, you know!"

"I would like you to be my full-time girl! You seem to be part way there, and I am loving it! You are perfect for me!" He said.

"Hmm, I like what I'm hearing! I mean, are we a couple? Like I am your girlfriend and you are my boyfriend?" I asked. (Sounding dense, I think).

"Yes, I like that idea! Would you like to get dressed up and go shopping tomorrow at the mall?"

"I don't think I can pass that well. I'll get nervous!"

"Don't be. You just do your hair and makeup perfectly, and wear your cute yellow shorts and a sexy sweater and we'll be fine! Try a bra and see how that fills out the top, ok? "

I never really considered the effort needed to do a real passable remake. But like a good little girl, I replied, "Ok, I trust you. But if I blow it and we get embarrassed, remember I tried to talk you out of it!" I said.

"You'll do fine, now come in and lie down with me!" He said, patting the bed.

It was a wonderfully odd feeling getting into bed with Gary since we had sex. I had never been in bed with anyone ever, except maybe my mother when I was a six year old. I slipped in to bed trying to be as elegant and slinky as I could be. Gary reached over and kissed me on the lips, "Goodnight sweetheart." He said.

"Goodnight lover." I replied as I smoothed my baby doll down and adjusted my panties and wiggled my little boobies to get comfortable.

Oh the dreams I had that night!

All too soon I woke up to a little daybreak filtering in through the window. I got up to brush my teeth and re-do my makeup and get "prepared" should Gary wake up with lust on his mind! I think I really like anticipating what my man will want. It seems so "right." It just isn't about me anymore. It's about him. It's about us. How strange. I can't believe I am getting into this so easily! While I'm frittering along, Gary taps at the door, "Are you about done, baby?"

"Just finishing up, honey!" I replied as I exited the bathroom.

"Wow, you look great! Let me clean up too and I'll join you back in the bed!"

I'm thinking, "Well, he sure is confident. Does he just think I'm going to just jump into bed with him because he thinks it is a good idea?" As I slip into bed I think to myself, "Really! We must have a chat about assuming I'm ready to be bedded just because 'his maleness' is near!"

Gary comes out of the bathroom sporting a major hard - on! Christ! I can't believe my eyes! I'm spellbound! Butterflies are beginning to flit around inside my stomach! Cripes! My little clittie is beginning to stir. My shoulder angles are taunting me "Go ahead and complain. Are you his girl or aren't you? You like being 'her girlness' don't you, you pussy!" I'm beginning to pant, my lips are getting parched, my heart is racing. Oh yeah baby! We'll talk later!

Gary slips into bed and says "Hi there, sweetie! Is there room for me too?"

"Of course, honey. There is always room for you, lover!"

He reaches over and kisses me gently on the lips as his hand gently caresses my stomach under the frilly fabric. He runs his hand down over my panties across my boy clittie, which is now rising in interest. Gently he brushes over the sensitive skin of my clittie, slowly and softly. He gently works his tongue in my mouth as I open a little to receive him and suck on it as I would a little dick. His breathing is harder as he moves to nibble on my earlobes, and put tender kisses on my neck.

As his kisses move lower he begins to suckle at my titties sending me into a spin of euphoria. As I arch my back to allow him better access to my breasts, he slips off my panties ever so slowly. As he suckles, his other hand is rolling my other nipple driving me insane with passion. Gradually, he moves his hand and gently massages the little rosebud of my boy pussy with something cool and slippery.

"Are you my girl, sweetie?" He asks.

"Of course, baby." I whisper nervously.

I begin to worry what is going to happen next. I am getting scared. I'm thinking "Oh God, am I really up to this? Shit! Is he going to want to do what I think he wants to do? Can I possibly handle something that big entering me? Maybe I should try to talk him out of it! God, what do I do now?"

"Does that feel good, sweetie?" He asks.

"Um, I think so." I reply.

Gently he rubs my little rosebud with his finger, up and down slowly. I begin to enjoy the sensation being delivered to my little virgin pussy, and absent-mindedly begin to gently move my hips to his tempo. Gradually, his finger slowly slips its way in and he teases my pussy in a circular motion, as he kisses my neck and suckles my earlobe. I'm feeling heavenly. Gently, he inserts a second finger next to the first and continues to very gently tease it into me like the first one. I continue to rock my hips as he moves his fingers in and out. He applies more lube and gently works another finger into my pussy.

"Are you OK, honey?"

"Oh, yes. Please don't stop, but go slowly lover. I've never made love with anyone else before you."

As he removes and reintroduces his fingers into my pussy I am feeling great. I am forcing my hips back to him to receive his probing. I can feel my pussy stretching, getting looser. I am panting in lust as he brushes my prostate. I feel like he could park a truck in there! What little pain there was is gone and replaced with a curiously delightful feeling.

Gary rolls over onto his knees and bends down and kisses me. He puts a pillow under my hips, and puts my legs on his shoulders, and kisses the sensitive inner flesh of my thighs, and behind my knees. Gently, he teases his cock against my little pussy lips, driving me crazy! Suddenly, he begins to enter me, just a little, and I open my eyes in shock, suddenly realizing an important fact of life: I had better accept the fact that I am here for him as his lover, and must do whatever he asks of me. He will never hurt me, it is just not his way. The sooner I surrender, the sooner I will be complete! I just hope he will be gentle with this shy virgin!"

Gary is looking down at me, looking into my eyes as he teases my hole with his cock. As he enters me farther, he slows progress and begins to rock in and out just a little. Each time he enters me a little more as I rock my hips and try to open my self more to receive him. Finally I feel the head slowly going in and out, preparing me for penetration. Then gradually, more and more of his cock is making it's way inside me as he gently enters and retreats. I am beside myself with lust! He leans down and kisses me again,

"Are you still ok, honey?" He asks.

"Oh yes, oh God yes! I want you so bad!"

With just a little more thrusting, Gary is fully inside me. He pauses to let me adjust to his size and the euphoria I feel being taken for the first time. His cock is rocking in and out as I thrust to meet him. He begins to pick up speed as he thrusts into me! I can feel his balls banging against me! I am in heaven! He is pounding into me like a rabid wolf! The feelings I am experiencing are incredible!

I feel my juices rising within me as he pounds into me harder and faster. The upward tilt of his penis is rubbing me in all of the right places; I am oozing come all over me! I am close to an orgasm! His breathing is getting more ragged, he is sweating! Finally, his rhythm changes and he stiffens up and I feel him pulsing inside me, sending torrents of his seed deep within me. He reaches down and with the tiniest of touches to my clittie, I began to gush my load onto my stomach. He lays back down on me, our fingers still intertwined while he continues to kiss me as we begin to slowly come down.

Minutes later he says. "Roll over for me, sweetie."

I do as he says and lay face down. He gets back on top of me and slips his still hard dick back into my pussy.

As he holds my hands in his, I feel his gentle breath on my neck. As he lies on top of me I realize that all of my needs have been met. If I am willing to give of myself in order to receive that which he offers, I will have a delightful role in this life as Gary's girl. Quietly, I say a little prayer thanking God for delivering me into the arms of this man. I drift off to sleep, protecting his offering deep inside me with a grateful smile on my face and glee in my heart.

Well,I can't lay here all day and dream! I feel so good, so loved, so ravished. My smile is touching the pillow on both sides! I'm laying here daydreaming about my deflowering this morning. Inside me lives my lover's DNA, looking for a life to create. (Nice try little spermies, but you won't find it there!) I can still feel the gentle purring of my boy pussy from last night. Somehow it really feels different. Somehow I really feel different. Somehow I know my life has changed.

Well, it's time to get my butt out bed and get ready to go shopping with Gary. He wants me to dress totally girly today. I really need to carefully figure this out. Wow, what have I stumbled into!

Well, I drew myself a nice hot bath in the master bath which I will label "ours" now. I reshaved everywhere and gently dried myself off applied some lotion to my body and stood in front of the mirror, thinking. I'm really lucky to have a lot of my mother's features. I have slender arms and shoulders due to my complete indifference to athletics. My butt is a little wide for a guy, but that's ok with me! I actually have a little bust line if I use my imagination. It's a good thing I don't have a more masculine chest like Gary, or my boobs would be 4" apart. Talk about cleavage!

I feel so heavenly being wanted. I've never felt the need to please anyone else but myself since I don't know when. I've never been a "we" before!

I carefully shaped and thinned my eyebrows, giving them a nice little arch at the upper corners, got rid of the wayward hairs that take away the sharpness that looks so pretty. I curled my eyelashes and added mascara to lengthen them like before. (that really made a difference!) I outlined my eyelids with bluish gray, and then added a lighter highlight on the upper lids, and flesh tones below... very fetching I think! A little blush on the cheeks, followed by some peach lipstick.

As I look at my hair I decide I'll stick with the curly style that I wore when I met Gary, but I'll poof it up a bit and roll the bangs with my curling iron to look more feminine. He seemed to like it yesterday, he'll love it with a few new touches. I'll do a peach color for my fingernails and toenails. I'll add some yellow racing stripes to my toenails. I think Gary really likes my feet! I certainly don't want to discourage him!

Well, lets see... I'll wear my white shorts and off white button-up sweater. I've got a white bra with a B cup that I can partly fill with me, so I'll add that with some padding in the bottoms to push "me" up and out a little. (I really have quite a bit of boobies for no hormone help. Thanks mom!). Ok, this seems to be working, so far. I'll try my orange flowered sandals and my new toe rings, especially the one with the anklet Gary bought me. I also have a set of thin gold and silver bracelets to match my belt and earrings. Thankfully, I have the small feminine hands of my mother. Some dangly earrings should do the trick. I'm surprised I have accumulated so much "stuff" in my adventures.

Well now. What kind of undies shall I wear. I didn't get much of a clue from Gary yesterday as to what he likes me in, since they wound up on the floor so quickly, so I need to experiment. White shorts are pretty see through, so I better go with the thong. I hope we don't walk too much. The rubbing of it on my boypussy will start getting to me! All I'll be able to think about is sex with Gary! Hmmm...an appealing thought!

Well shit, a shot of perfume and here goes...

I walk out of the bedroom to find Gary sitting at the kitchen table eating a croissant.

"Hi sweetie! You look wonderful!" As he gets up and gives me hug and a peck on the lips. (Geeze, is this guy hard all of the time?)

"Thank You, lover." I cooed.

As he starts kissing my neck (and turning me on again), I ask him cutely "Honey, weren't we going somewhere?" (before it is too late!)

"Yea, let's go to the mall. I'd like to help you shop, if you don't mind?"

Oh great. I hope I remembered everything. I'm scared to death. I've never been this "out" before! My prior experiences have all been unisex, androgynous, semi-feminine styles. Typical of my half-way lifestyle up until I met Gary who seems to be providing me with a powerful incentive to please him. It's a feeling I've never felt until now. I've never before felt a serious need to please anyone before and now I'm tripping all over myself to look good and please Gary. I wonder why I've changed?

We hop into his car and away we go, his hand on top of mine most of the way, and on my thigh the rest. And a little higher when the big trucks go by, giving them a well deserved thrill! If they only knew...

First stop at the mall is Macy's. Gary guides me to the make-up counter. He asks the girl if she would experiment a little with my make-up and do an "update". The girl smiles coyly at me.

"How are you today, miss. May I help you?"

I'm petrified. She knows!

Gary jumps in and says, "We're both really fine. My wife was wondering if you would experiment with her make up, maybe help her find another style. Would you do that?"

"Sure. I'd love to!" she replies.

I'm thinking, did I hear him say "Wife"? Well, that's interesting.

She sits me in a chair a little off the beaten path and starts getting her stuff ready. Gary was near by hovering uneasily.

"Sir" she replied to Gary, "This will take a little while, and we could use a little little more privacy if you wouldn't mind."

The look on Gary's face was priceless! I winked at him as he moved away to busy himself elsewhere! You go girl!

"Hi there again, my name is Ann. What's yours?" she asked.

"Chris" I replied.

"Have you been married long?"

"Just a couple of months"

"OK, practically newlyweds!"

"Well, I going to make you even more beautiful than you are now! Your hubby will love it!"

She starts by scrubbing my face with cold cream to remove my other make up, and then applies a light layer of foundation. "You seem to have a little coarse hair on your face that can be dealt with if you want." she replies.

"Oh, oh". Im thinking. "Busted!"

"You should consider some hormone treatments to help with that, plus they will add to your bosom, too. We can't all be Pam Anderson, I guess. I've got sources if you need some help with that." she says cheerfully.

How in the world did she know that? Oh, she's looking down and can see inside my bra. Chripes! Well, she seems friendly enough. I guess this is the secret "girl - stuff" I've heard about. Hmmm, interesting.

She decided to move me into lighter makeup, with lighter eyeliner and lighter blush. She explained that my dark eyeliner made my eyes seem deeper in my face, and a lighter color would be better. She chose another peach shade of lipstick only a more shimmery variety, then she outlined my lips with a brush with a darker shade of peach. (That tickles!) She complimented me on my eyelashes, said they were sexy! Lightening me up she said was a good idea now that I was married and didn't have as much to prove as before.

I wonder what she meant by that?

She showed me myself in a mirror, and I was shocked an my new appearance! I looked younger and more "middle class" sexy, if you get my drift. When she asked my if I liked it I blushed and told her I loved it, and she put each item she used in a bag for me.

She whispered in my ear, "Just let him pay for it. Most men don't ask too many questions about stuff like this. But I'd be out shopping when he gets the bill!" she giggled.

Wise beyond her years, she was. Gary picked it up an paid for it without even glancing at the price: $88.00!

"Bye sweetie, hope to see you again soon!" Ann replied. "Oh, I almost forgot. Here's my card if you would like some help with what we talked about." Gary stood there observing, blankly. I never knew us girls talked in code. Interesting.

Gary and I continued wandering around the store looking at cutsie lingerie. I'd steal glances at myself in whatever mirror I could find. He would hold stuff up against me and I'd blush and giggle, my boy-clittie began to join in the fun as we wondered around in the women's department.

"Here, how about trying on this skirt and blouse together?"

It was a plaid Brittany Spears type Catholic school mid-thigh skirt and white blouse that tied at the bottom just like in the video! I'm thinking, "This will be just fine at home for play time!" Yea, right.

Gary takes me by the hand and guides me into the dressing room and quickly closes the door with both of us inside.

"Gary" I squeaked, "Were going to get in trouble!"

"Shhhh!" As he pulls me toward him and carefully kisses my fresh, expertly applied lipstick. He starts lifting up my sweater to remove it, so I start cooperating and begin unbuttoning my shorts.

Gary starts to roll down my thong, and I freeze!

"Hush, sweetie" he whispers. "You are starting to show!"

He quickly puts his magnificent lips on my rising little clittie, capturing me in freeze-frame, and just like before, he is sucking only on the helmet part... I begin to lose myself in ecstasy. In seconds, I'm panting, getting flushed, red as a beet! I'm leaning against the wall of the enclosure...Oh God...He licks the underside slowly, as we carefully moves his lips and tongue over the head. Oh my God, it feels heavenly! I'm having goosebumps over my entire body, inside and out!

My head begins to spin, my heart is beating 1000 beats a minute, I'm sweating... "Uh, uh, uh" I mew, "Ahhha...ahhha..." I whisper as get tickles the underside of the helmet with his tongue. My toes are curled up and my hands are clenched into tiny fists as I feel waves of wondrous agony washing over me from my head to my toes as I bite my lip trying not to scream! I try to hold back but I rapidly lose myself and release my seed in a slow, steady stream into Gary's mouth with nary a pulse to betray my fading maleness! He holds my clittie in his mouth as I slowly regain my senses. Then he moves up and kisses me, and I open up my mouth and receive his gift.

"Ohhh...honey!" I moan with the last of my breath as Gary holds me close.

As Gary holds me, he give me a final kiss and a smile. "Shall we?"

"Do we have to?" I whine.

I put on the skirt and blouse and knot it in front per Brittany style, give him a wink and Gary opens the door and I model it outside for him, giving myself a little twirl.

Teasingly I flip up the rear of the skirt to flash Gary my thong undies, and "Do'h!".

The clerk, Mrs. Bitchmore, is looking over her '60's glasses at me like I'm some kind of specimen. "It looks good on you, dear" she croaks.

Gary says, "We'll take it, and she'd like to wear it home."

"She would?" I'm thinking.

I guess the loss of part of one's self is part of being in love. It must be part of nature's plan. I find myself having nothing to say when Gary makes a decision for me. I just go along, sweetly, as if I don't have a thought in my head about anything but Gary. It seems all of my choices in life have flowed over to Gary, as I follow his lead like a love-struck puppy!

"Gary, I need to go to the bathroom!"

"Ok, I know where one is, but come here, I need to tell you something."

"When you go in buy a Tampax, OK?" he whispers into my ear.

"What?" I ask.

"Just trust me." He says.

I hover by the rest room for a few seconds hoping no one goes in. When I felt the coast was clear, I went in and slipped into the stall.

"What a strange feeling" I'm thinking as I lift up my skirt and pull down my panties and get into "the zone"... Ahaaa, this peeing sitting down is ok! So much less concentration required. It gives me time to think about Gary and my pussy and how far we have come in such a short time. I reflect on what brought up together and how magical our relationship has been so far. This little respite also gave me a little time to relive our lovemaking and how special it made me feel! Before I met Gary, I'd be a little down after a climax, but that's not happening this time. I can hardly wait to get home for more!

When I was done I got out and found the Tampax machine and put in my quarters and stuck it in the hem of my skirt,

"Finally!" Gary says. "I thought you fell in!"

"Whatever" I reply, absently.

"Did you buy what I asked you to get?"

"Yes, dear." I replied dutifully as I handed it to him and he slipped it into his pocket. I wonder what that was about?

Next we wandered over to Sears, into the nylons and things. "I would like to see some of these seamed nylons on you, ok baby?" as he finds some black ones that will go with my short Catholic school skirt.

"Ok honey, if you want me to!" I replied.

He pays for them, and the girl asks me if I'd like a Sears charge card and save 15%. "Sure" I replied. Then I realized I can't fill it out right now. Can I? The hell with it, give me a pen! Naw, I'll do it another time when I'm alone. I'm with Gary today and besides, I don't want her hitting on him while I'm busy filling the thing out!

"Keep your cute little sales clerk eyes straight ahead, bitch!" I'm thinking to myself.

I asked the sales girl if I could put them on here and she smiled and gave me the key to the dressing room. Gary followed me like a little boy with his mother in to this "Unfamiliar Territory". I think I'm getting the hang of this stuff!

We find a stall with a full length door, and he kind of slips me and him into it, and starts kissing me again! My heart is throbbing again with the all of this attention from my guy. As we embrace, Gary quickly starts to roll down my thong and begins rubbing my ass, making my stomach start fluttering again! Soon his finger is rubbing over my clenched little pussy as it begins to betray me with a mind of it's own. As he gently rubs my slot, it begins twitching against his finger.

He turns me around and starts rubbing his manhood up and down the crack of my boy-pussy, lubing it up with saliva and his usual copious amounts of pre cum.

"Gary, no!" I whisper!

"It's ok sweetie, it's just you and me!" He says as I begin to feel the head rubbing searching up and down my boy pussy looking for the "soft spot", as he massages my naked hips and works his hands under my bra to caress my rock hard nipples.

"Oh honey, I love you so much!" He coos, knowing I'm melting into his touch and have zero self control when he lays the love talk on me!

He gently, and purposefully finds my entrance and gently pushes in and out a little at a time, remembering that this morning was my first time. Then slowly a little more in gently, a little more out, in again farther this time! I feel his pubic hair tickling up against me.

"Oh my God! He's all the way in!" I'm thinking as I giggle inside!

It was painless, thank you God! He begins to gently fuck my little pussy as I try to match his rythm in these close quarers! My hands are on the changing bench and I'm trying not to let my head go "thump, thump, thump" against the changing room wall! I grip Gary's dick with my pussy muscles as he pushes and pulls in and out, working for his prize. I see the hair standing up on my arms, and I feel waves of tingles wash over me from the top of my head all the way to my toes! My skin is tingling so much I feel like I'm being tickled all over! Gary moves his hands to my nipples and gently rolls them in his fingers, as I feel his warm breath on my neck. Gary is working himself in and out of my pussy with renewed vigor, as his breathing gets more and more desparate. It's way too soon that I feel his breathing change into desparate panting! I feel him getting larger and harder still, and then finally begin pulsing and delivering his precious seed into my body! Still slowly stroking in and out, he begins to soften as I squeeze my pussy trying to keep his manhood in my body and squeeze out the last drop of his essence.

Sadly, he softens and I begin to slowly lose my grip on my lover as he gently slips away. I'm so satisfied, and so filled, yet I feel like crying...

"Here honey, let me put this in" he says as he wets the Tampax in his mouth and slides it gently into my loose, wet, freshly fucked pussy! "Damn, that was too quick" I was thinking...

Gary helps me get re-assembled, and we casually sneak out of the dressing room. My cheeks are on fire - I'm kidding no one! My treasure has just been royally plundered by Gary's one eyed pirate!

"Gary, can we go home now?" I whine.

"Sure baby, but lets check you out first." Gary looks me over and has me adjust the seams on my stockings so they are straight. He moves my skirt over so it lines up, adjusts my blouse and then adjusts the knot so it is a little higher on my midriff. He points to the big wall mirror so I can see myself, and then takes me in his arms and gives me a kiss and a loving hug. My eyes begin to run with tears and I sob softly, Gary whispers in my ear "Have I told you I love you today, sweetie?"...

And we leave the store hand in hand!

Chapter 2

Finally! Home at last.

"Gary, would you like a sandwich, honey?"

"Ok, If you'll join me"

We gobble up our sandwiches and Gary announces that it is nap time, and not a minute too soon. I'm beat.

I take off my nylons, skirt and blouse and join Gary on the bed with only my bra and panties on. I put my arm over Gary and snuggle close to his back. He turns around and leans over and nuzzles and kisses my ear, as his hand begins rubbing my nipples through my bra.

"Let's take this off, shall we?" As he reaches under me and unhooks my bra.

He begins to massage my boobies and roll the nipples in his fingers, and then gently begins to suckle on them, moaning gently. Soon my heart is beating rapidly, and my hips begin to undulate anticipating the through fucking to come. Too soon, too soon...

"Ummm, I love your boobies sweetheart." as he kisses and suckles at them.

I need a break!

"Gary" I whisper, "The girl at the make up place said there is a way to make them bigger if you want me to. She has a friend that can get some pills that will help."

"No baby, that stuff is all snake oil and a waste of money."

"No, not this stuff. She says it's the real deal!"

"Really? Why do you want bigger boobs?"

"I want them because you like them. I know you do. I see you looking at other girls sometimes."

"I'm not sure that is a good idea."

"Please Gary, can't I try it for a little while just to see? Pleeeease?"

"How long is a little while? And what's wrong with going to a doctor?"

"I don't want to go all the way, just "test the waters" a little. You still want me to get hard, don't you sweetie? If I go to a doctor, I won't get hard anymore."

"If you're serious about this, fine. I'll let you try it for three months, but promise me you will stop if I tell you too or if you start feeling something you shouldn't. That shit isn't M & M's!"

"Thank you, sweetie! I'll be careful!" as I give Gary a big jucy kiss as I crawl on top of him!

Quickly, I unbutton his boxers and frantically pull them down and off. Gary's eye's are full of laughter and surprise as I pull my thong off and toss it on the floor! I'm a wanton boy-woman!

Damn, he's hard as a rock already! What did I do to deserve a man like this? I move my head down and engulf his cock and begin sucking and tonguing his penis. I move myself up and begin to impale my self on his rod... "Oh, shit! The tampax!"

"Gary, stay right there and don't move, please!" I plead.

I go into the bathroom and remove the cork, and lube myself up with lotion, stretching my pussy a little for insurance.

"Christ, I'm thinking to myself, this girl stuff is so freaking complicated!"

I slither back into bed right into Gary's arms, and begin kissing him. I kiss my way down begin sucking his cock again, and move back up again into position, and slide his cock back into my eagerly waiting pussy. I lift myself up and down on his cock, matching his rythm as he begins his motion. He reaches up and plays with my nipples, driving me to the edge. The gentle slope of his penis rubbing my prostate and driving me crazier with sensations! It's going to happen this time! It has to!

Gary is less quick this time since we did it once already today, and I'm able to fuck myself silly. I'm screaming inside with ecstasy! I feel Gary getting harder and thrusting into my pussy in rhythm with my strokes. My entire body is alive with tickling inside and out! My toes are clenched tightly, as my pussy squeezes him in rythm to his thrusting. His up sloped tool is just perfect for rubbing my prostate in just the perfect motion. "Oh, please, please...Yes!" I thinking to myself as my orgasm builds. Suddenly, I begin to come all over Gary as he lets loose another torrent of sperm into my pussy! I lay myself gently back down into Gary's waiting arms, and kiss his wonderful sweet, gorgeous, loveable lips. As he softens, he gently slides out of his sweetie, his duty done. For the first time in my life, I came all by myself!

Quickly, I retreat into the bathroom and find another Tampax under the sink and put it in to preserve his juices inside me. Nothing of Gary must go to waste! I put some panties on and slithered back into the arms of my lover.

And then we slept.

Chapter 3

While Gary was still sleeping I rummaged around and found the Macy's girl's card with her phone number. My fingers were trembling as I was dialing.

"Hello" a voice answered.

"Hi, is this Ann?"

"Yes, who's this?"

"It's Chris. You did my make up this morning and said you could offer me some help."

"Oh, yes I remember. I called my sister and she said she can get what you need if you decide to go for it."

"I'd like to try it. How do I get it from you?"

"Come back to Macy's with $100.00 and I'll have it ready for you this afternoon."

"Chris honey, will you take me back to Macy's so I can get something?"

"Sure baby. Is it what I think it is?"

"Yep. And I need a hundred dollars." I replied.

"If you say so sweetie..."

So off we went to Macy's. I asked Gary to wait in the car, while I ran in and found Ann.

"Here's the deal: take one half of a pill once in the morning and once before bed. Your facial hair will grow less, and as a side benefit, your boobs may grow a little, and it will work wonders for your skin. If something isn't right stop taking it right away!"

"Ok." I replied quickly.

As soon as I could find a drinking fountain I took my first pill.

As the days wore on and my relationship with Gary became more and more intense, at the same time it became more routine. I began to notice some subtle changes. My facial hair did gradually get finer and more downey, and I started gaining weight, especially in the hips. Gary still had no problems getting me hard, and I found myself more drawn to him than ever before. But I had to start watching what I eat to keep from getting fat!

I found my self less inspired to touch Gary intimately, yet I craved his touch even more than before. I think he sensed this, as he seemed to always be ready with a caress. When he'd playfully slip his hands in my panties to massage my butt, I'd melt in his arms and tingle all over! Whatever this stuff was doing, I loved it!

Gary loved to suckle at by boobies, and I began to notice the feeling was getting more and more intense, and getting me more and more aroused.

Finally, after about four months I could completely fill out a B cup bra with all me! My nipples were always tender from Gary's constant attention, and my boypussy was more easily offered to him when he was near. I noticed that even though I wanted to have sex, my "horniness" had changed to a smooth, sensual awakening that overtook my body when Gary was aroused and sought attention. He would always lean over and kiss me on the earlobe, working his way to my neck and beyond. Never rushing, always sensual and aware of my need to warm up more slowly now. I was more nervous with his penetration, as gentle as he was, and required more foreplay to get into the "zone" than before. It seems like the order of importance of some things has changed and I am having trouble deciphering it all, but it all seems quite normal to me somehow.

Gary solved this "foreplay problem" by lovingly massaging my body with lotion. Now that I was looking more womanly, I didn't feel the need to wear as much lingerie to bed, especially since my body was developing quite nicely. My buttocks were getting really fleshy. Fleshy, but not really fat, as it dawned on me that they were more like a girl's. It seemed that Gary's touch was more necessary than before to get me turned on, whereas before I was more eager for sex than I was for intimate contact. I found that I have less desire to simply let a climax flow, but instead I feel more urgency in knowing that Gary had come and was satisfied with me. I still longed to be desired and mounted, and sexually overpowered, but in a more sensual way. Things were definitely changing, and they weren't all bad!

My muscle tone, what there was of it, was much less and was making me more limber and able to shape myself more easily into Gary's positions for kisses on the couch, and gropes in the car! We seemed to fit together better, I guess because I was "softer". I was a lot more ticklish than before, and my skin would tingle much more than before when I was turned on or we had sex. My orgasms were preceded by an over all ticklish feeling in my pelvis area expanding over my body all the way to my forehead. It was like a long, intense tingling combined with my old orgasm that didn't quite go all the way - and it felt great! When I did finally come, it was long and slow just like Gary had trained me by sucking just the tip of my weenie. I still came in a stream of cum, with a little spurt at the end for good measure. It was definitely different that it used to be before I started on the pills.

I seemed to have as much passion as before, but it was quieter and less forceful, but much more intense and hugely gratifying at the same time. I found myself quieting myself during my orgasms as if to keep our "secret" from prying ears where there were none. Whereas before I didn't care, I just felt alone with just myself and Gary. Now it seems there is another element beyond the two of us. Somehow, I didn't want "other people" to know. Very strange, indeed.

When I'd be alone, (which wasn't very often) I'd take off my clothes and look in the mirror. (I couldn't get nude around Gary without it leading to sex, which was fine most of the time. What a lucky girl I've become!) My hips have widened, and I can actually say I have boobs! They aren't quite big enough to hold a pencil, but they are definitely boobs. I was lucky I had "girly" nipples before, and now they have filled out and are larger than before with two inch areolas, as a bonus. My breasts have developed nice "Playboy" model nipples! (I checked! I'm proud!) . My fuller chest and wider hips gave me more of an hour glass figure like a real girl. I was thinking about how nice an ass I had, and how much Gary liked it. I was a little self conscious about these changes, but if Gary liked them then that's all that mattered to me.

We started having sex differently, experimenting with different positions. He would get on top of me missionary style, and I'd push my little balls up into my stomach pouch and he would do me as if I was a woman. I loved the feel of him coming and it running down over my pussy!

I'm sure we invented positions that had never been discovered before!

Until one morning...

Chapter 4

I woke up about 4 am with a cramp in my right leg. I thought maybe it was from all of the physical activity caused by the overactive sexual appetite of Gary's. (I'm not complaining, mind you.) I got up to get some Tylenol and it started to hurt like hell! Gary heard me groan, as I limped to the bathroom.

"Honey, are you all right?"

"I think I have a cramp." I said bluntly as I sat heavily on the toilet seat.

He got up and turned on the bright light in the bathroom and my leg was warm and red and was swollen. I had tears in my eyes.

"God Damn it! It's those fucking pills, isn't it!" Gary yelled!

I immediately broke down into tears and started crying. Gary had never yelled at me before! It sounded so hateful! I was sobbing, sniffling, and in pain. And I was scared to death. I felt that my world had shattered! Could Gary turn off his love so quickly? I cried and sobbed like a teenager! I was sad, hurt, and scared at the same time. I was sure we were done and my life was ruined!

"Gary honey, don't be mad! I'm Ok!" I pleaded.

"I don't think you are Ok! In fact, you are going to the hospital!"

"No Gary! I can't! They'll know!" I pleaded through my tears.

"They are supposed to know! That's their job!"

"No, I mean about the pills! No way!" I whined through my sobs.

"Come here sweetie." Gary says has he kneels down in front of me.

I look up at Gary, and his eyes are moist. As he grabs some tissues, he gently dabs my eyes and lifts my chin up so he can look at me, he says "Honey, I can't live without you. I have waited my whole life to find a girl like you. I have never been able to love anyone, ever, until I met you. You are the most important thing in my world, and I am not going to allow you to hurt yourself with these pills. I love you the way you are. Now get dressed."

Oddly, the hospital visit went off without a hitch. A female doctor met with me and explained that I had gotten a blood clot in my leg due to using hormones without professional guidance. She gave me a thorough examination, including feeling my boobies for lumps and general development. She examined my boy clittie and examined my little testicles. She probed inside my boy pussy to check for something. She told me that if I'd like to continue my development, she would be happy to refer me to a specialist. She said my transition was doing pretty good, it's just that it's a dangerous crap-shoot without professional guidance. The blood test showed that my testosterone was was low and probably always has been due to genetics, and my estrogen level was very high. She was very nice, not judgmental. And she could have kicked my ass!

"What to do, what to do..." I'm thinking.

She tells me my "partner" is here, and if I would like him to come in now.

I say "Yes" and I start crying again! Gary comes in and gives his "partner" a hug and kisses away my tears, as only a "partner" can do.

"Partner my ass!" I'm thinking.

"We're much more than that, you homophobic bitch!" I quietly screamed to myself!

As my tears continue to run...

The doctor's eyes soften, "Ok, you two" she says, kindly.

"No anal sex for three days until the anti-clotting agent is out of her system." (Wow! She said her!) I managed a weak smile and started blushing.

"The dosage you were taking was probably at least 50% too high than I would have prescribed. There are safer ways to accomplish your goals, starting with a doctor that specializes in gender transformation. Would you like me to refer you to a specialist?"

"No, not right now." I replied. "Gary and I will talk it over later."

"Also, there may be some side effects to discontinuing the estrogen therapy that may be a bother. If something is uncomfortable or too much to bear, give me a call right away. Things should be back to normal levels within a week or so."

"Ok, there will be some forms to sign and you will be on your way. Remember what I said about the sex. It's important."

As Gary was pushing me in the wheelchair, I was thinking about what she said about anal sex. I didn't think of it as an anus or a butt-hole anymore. It is much more than that! Maybe a multi function orifice? Naa. A man-gina or boy-gina seems more appropriate. Whatever it was, it was a source of intense pleasure for Gary and I. Get me out of here before I go completely crazy!

Finally! Home at last.

I went to bed and rested for most of the afternoon. In the morning, the absence of my pill didn't seem to have any effects. The next day though I started getting bitchy as hell! I was tense and irritable. I could see myself getting fat! I kept blushing for no reason. My nipples were sensitive as hell, more than they have ever been before and my breasts were getting swollen and tender! When I let him touch me, Gary was even bringing me to orgasm by sucking on my nipples and barely touching my boy clittie! This was too good and at the same time too much to handle all at once!

Around the fourth day, we were lying in bed making out. I was getting impatient for a good and through screwing since the three days were up!

"Can't you find a calendar, Gary dear! Dumbass!" I'm thinking.

Gary was sucking on my boobies and suddenly "Uhh, something is going on here sweetie."

"What, honey? You're doing fine."

"I taste something sweet coming from your titties!" he exclaims.

"Oh my God, let me see!" I sit up and as I squeeze my tittie a semi clear whitish liquid starts to ooze out.

"I think I better call the doctor!" I say with alarm.

"No baby, you are producing milk! I want some! You are wonderful!"

Gary began suckling on my breasts like a little baby. I sat up and changed posititons and put Gary's head in my lap on a pillow so he could reach my nipples, and just laid back and enjoyed the wonderful sensations! When my right breast was empty, he moved to the left one and continued suckling, sending me into ecstasy. It wasn't long before Gary was kneeling between my legs coaxing them up and entering my boygina for a most wonderful mercy fuck! I was so in need of him I had an orgasm like I'd never had before. I could have sworn my heart stopped!

After about three days of this I began to notice I'd outgrown my "B" cup and could easily fill a "C"! My orgasms continued to be slow and drawn out like before, and my body vibrated with the tickles of a thousand kisses. Gary would nurse for hours, driving me insane, and then finally fucking me like there was no tomorrow! The more he nursed the more milk I produced, and the more intense our bond of love became.

Without Gary knowing I decided to start the pills again, only this time using one fourth of a pill, hoping to continue this experience. I'm happy where I am right now! I can still get hard, I can breast feed Gary, and he fucks me silly until I orgasm on my own. Can it get any better than this?

Well, it's time for me to go now. Gary is waiting to take me to a movie called "As Good as It Gets". (I hope it's a drive in!)

I'll keep you posted!