Forced into being Stephanie

Hope you like my new story! Any comments then I would love to hear from you. Thanks. Stephanie James stephaniejames654321@yahoo.com

It was even in the national newspapers. "Schoolboy becomes schoolgirl". Danny Elliott a classmate of mine from my previous school had been exposed by a national newspaper. He had always been very feminine and people were always calling him a sissy boy. And when Ricky Savage had found him wearing girls panties in the changing rooms life for Danny had become pretty miserable. That is when the real bullying started. That wasn't my style. Don't get me wrong. I hated the freak. He just didn't make the effort to fit in. So after the holidays when the head teacher announced to the school that Dannie was now Danielle, yes we were surprised but not especially shocked.

Danielle was of course increasing bullied. You don't just change sex at the age of 16 and expect everyone to accept it. Most of the abuse wasn't physical but occasionally stuff was chucked at him and most people were fairly sure that Ricky Savage had been beating him up although Danielle never told anyone who was doing it.

Anyway here is the coincidence that led to this whole strange affair. Excuse the pun. Mum had a new job the other side of London. Since Dad had left, money had been tight and apparently the new job would mean more money, a new flat and even separate room for my elder sister, Lucy, and me (I'm James by the way). But this meant that we had to move schools at the end of term. I wasn't too impressed by the idea of changing schools. I was pretty popular in the last school and even kept wicket for the colts cricket team (I am pretty short so this leads to a life of hooker in the rugby scrum and wicket keeper in the cricket team. I always wanted to be goalkeeper in the soccer team but no chance at my height). Anyway, the new term started. The school was one of the government's new progressive schools. A looser curriculum, less traditional sports, a larger focus on social education etc etc. No school uniforms on Mondays or Fridays either. So as I turned up in jeans and a shirt (mum insisted on the shirt), I was more than a little surprised to spot Danielle in the school yard at lunchtime. I was trying to make friends with a bunch of guys in my class. And there was Danielle Elliott, in a yellow knee length dress, ponytail clipped back, the other side of the yard. He looked just like a girl and on one else would realise his secret unless he chose to tell them, but it was definitely Danielle Elliott.

"Hey guys" I blurted out, "That girl over there used to be a guy at my old school. He now dresses as a girl. What a freak". My sister explained to me that evening that Danielle's bullying had become so bad that his parents decided to put him in a different school. The guys thought it was really funny and soon were surrounding Danielle and teasing him. I guess I felt guilty at that point. In any case I regretted telling them. I hadn't even given my comment much thought. Looking back I think it is because I was trying to impress the guys I had just met. And it slowly dawned on me that my one comment had probably ruined Danielle's chances of fitting into the school.

Now, I am not a bad pupil. Sure I clown around a bit and have spent more than my fair share of time in detention, but I wouldn't call myself a bad pupil. But as I walked into the headmasters study that afternoon, the first day at my new school the severity of my actions finally began to sink in as I saw my mother present also. She looked so disappointed. I won't bore you with all the emotional dressing down I received from the headmaster. But he was furious that I had caused problems for Danielle. Danielle's true identity was supposed to have been a secret, at least until he had fitted into the school. And I had ruined the plan.

"Your mother and I have discussed you punishment at great length. You must learn that your actions have consequences young man. And you must learn that to be a afraid of teasing and bullying is one of the worst things that can happen to a person. Margaret..."

That's my mum. "Yes headmaster, I support you 100% on this. James needs to learn a proper lesson and I can only thank you for not expelling him"

"Expelling? What? Just for telling the truth?" I blurted out.

"Relax" the headmaster said, "you are not being expelled. But your response reiterates again you lack of social understanding"

"You wont be expelled if you accept your punishment James", my mother added. "You are to come to school for the rest of the year dressed as a girl, just like Danielle. The headmaster and I are both in agreement that this is the best thing for you."

Mum was in tears by this point. She was clearly upset, and I wrongly assumed at the time that it was because of the nature of my punishment. In fact, as my sister also explained to me that evening it was because of the shame and embarrassment I had caused her. And her disappointment in me.

Again, I wont bore you with the details of the rest of the meeting in the headmasters office. There were lots of statements made by the headmaster and Mum about "learning tolerance" and "respect for others". As you can expect, I flatly refused to accept the punishment. Mum cried some more. I started crying. The headmaster reminded me of the threat of expulsion. Mum cried even more. And an hour later I was on my way home. Officially expelled.

And expelled I remained for a further two hours. Two hours of emotional blackmail from my mother telling me that her job was at risk. My sisters place in the school was at risk. My future was at risk.

"How can you be so selfish" she kept on saying. And eventually I agreed. Phone calls were made and my expulsion was downgraded to a week's suspension on the understanding that I returned dressed as a girl. I was exhausted. The longest day of my life and one of the most emotional. Well, at least up until that point.

As I awoke and the memory of the previous day dawned on me again I was at least relieved that I had a week off school. A small benefit I guess. My sister was just leaving for school as I went downstairs. My mother was sitting at the breakfast table.

"Hi Mum" I said sheepishly.

"Right, get some breakfast down you. We have a busy week ahead of us" she said.

"Why? I don't have to be back at school until next Monday" I replied.

"Yes, next Monday which only gives us 6 days to get you ready for your first day at school as a girl."

"Come on Mum, do we have to think about that today?"

"Yes we do James" mum replied sternly "I spoke to the headmaster again this morning. The boys who were teasing Danielle have all been expelled. It was unfortunate but to keep her secret safe it was necessary. You are only allowed to remain because you will dress like a school girl."

"So they refused to dress as girls?" I asked, suddenly embarrassed for accepting the punishment".

"On the contrary. They were not offered that deal. They are too well known at school and they would have been instantly recognised. You, however, can slip back into school in a week as a girl and the only person who will give you away is yourself... well or Danielle. So I suggest you be nice to her."

"So no one will know I am a guy?" I quickly asked, somewhat relieved. Finally some good news.

"Like I said, James. That is up to you. You have to make sure no one knows you are a boy. And that is why we have lots of work to do this week. By Monday morning when you get on the school bus you have to be a pretty young girl joining a new school. You will be nervous but that is expected. Anyway, girls are always very nervous when they join new schools."

Mum then sat me down and explained how I had to start acting as a girl. I would have to do this 24 hours a day so that I would not let my guard down at any time. I would even have to read girls magazines and make my room look like a girls. No evidence of my past life could exist.

"After all", mum reminded me, "you are in the same boat as Danielle now. And if you get caught then you risk getting teased at best, beaten up at worst.

That was a sobering thought. I was going to have to resign myself to a life as a girl for the next 6 months. And deep down I know that I had to do my very best to not be discovered. The shame of being exposed would be too much.

Mum then explained that my sister Lucy had not gone to school today. Mum had called her in sick. It was the headmasters idea actually. Lucy had gone shopping for new clothes for me.

"There is so much to buy" Mum told me "you have no idea. Lucy will be gone most of the day. In the meantime I want you to go upstairs and have a bath. You don't have any body hair so we don't have to worry about that, but I still want you to make sure you are well moisturised after your bath and I also want you to put some of Lucy perfume behind your ears and on your wrists. I think it will help you get into the mood and act more feminine. The smell will be a constant reminded in the first few days that you are a girl. So James, go into the bathroom as my son and come out as my daughter, OK."

I was so embarrassed. I could not even look Mum in the eyes. She could sense my awkwardness.

"James my darling. Lucy and I talked this morning about how you must feel. Please don't be embarrassed. Lucy and I will do our bests to make you feel OK. And that is why we are going to treat you as my daughter. After all it is only embarrassing for boys dress like girls. If you are a girl then it is not embarrassing, right?"

She sort of made a certain amount of sense. Mum hugged me, kissed me on the cheek and then sent me up to the bathroom.

By the time I came out mum was waiting for me on the landing upstairs.

"There you are young lady" she smiled. "Come on, lets go into Lucy's room. There is nothing you need in your old room.

I smiled back at Mum nervously, following her into Lucy's bedroom. Lucy's bedroom was the usual 17 year old's room. Lots of pink. Piles of teddy bears. A lot tidier than my room and posters of boy bands on the walls.

"Now, lets start slowly, OK." Mum said" "We don't have to squeeze you into a prom dress right away! Just sit here next to me and we can chat."

I was wearing Lucy's pink dressing gown that Mum had left out for me in the bathroom. Mine was gone. I sat down and Mum turned to face me.

"Actually I have to admit I am quite excited" Mum said to my surprise "it is like I have another daughter. I think if we try hard this might be quite fun. Now. Firstly you are probably wondering what your new name is. After all James not exactly a suitable name for my second daughter. I have given it a lot of thought and I think Stephanie is a pretty name. What do you think?"

How was I supposed to answer that? What did I think of the name Stephanie. Deep down I was repulsed by the idea of being a Stephanie but I knew that I needed a girls name. So I paused for a second and thought to myself what would I like to be called if I was a girl.

"Stephanie sounds pretty good Mum" I said.

"And your middle name is Jasmine. I have always loved that name."

Mum pretty much had the whole day planned for me. She started by discussing Lucy's bedroom. She pointed out things that I had never even noticed. The little details that made a girls room pretty I guess. The little perfume bottles. The jewellery draped over the pink mirror. Mum asked me how I wanted my room decorated? Again, I knew what was needed. I had to think what a girl would want. I couldn't even say I didn't care. If I was going to survive the next 6 months than everything had to be convincing. Mum, almost reading my mind, said "It is important you decide Stephanie. If you cant decide then I think this will all fail. Try hard to imagine yourself as a 16 year old girl decorating her room. It is an exciting time for girls. So delve deep inside you. Image you are an excited girl and decide what you would like."

"Pink" I said, slightly shocked at myself. "I want pink wall paper. And I like Lucy's dressing table. It is very neat and pretty. I think Stephanie would like that."

I had called myself Stephanie. Mum had noticed it too. I have thought a lot about that. Not about that one time but I called myself in the third person a lot over the next few days. It was sort of a distancing strategy I guess. A way of being Stephanie but not being Stephanie. I could tell Mum was OK with it. She understood the adjustment I was going through.

We stayed in Lucy's room for most of the morning. Mum showed my all Lucy's clothes and when Lucy would wear them . It seemed everything in Lucy's closet had a specific purpose.

"This is a pretty summer dress. Lucy wears this usually at weekends or if we are going out to a picnic. See? It is quite short. It shows off a lot of leg so would not be suitable for other occasions. These are Lucy's jeans. She has three pairs. These are her everyday jeans that will go with everything. But these tighter jeans with the sequins on would only be worn when she is going out in the evening."

Mum went on explaining everything to me. How Lucy's different skirts went with different tops and even her school clothes. She would occasionally ask me what I thought of an item and I would think for a second or two, reminding myself what I had to do. "Stephanie likes that" or "Stephanie things that skirt clashes a bit with that top".

Eventually we got to Lucy's knicker draw. "We wont look in here Stephanie. It is Lucy's private draw. But we can go though mine. Anyway, I have a wider selection."

Mum led me through to her room. As she laid out her lingerie on the bed I recognised a few things from the laundry basket. Other items looked less familiar and a lot sexier. Mum explained when she wore different underwear. Her g-strings were in case she was wearing tight skirts or trousers to avoid panty lines. Her cotton briefs were for everyday use as they were so comfortable and easy. "And besides Stephanie would want to take care of her best lingerie by not using it everyday."

"Why is it special?" I asked mum. "is it because it is sexy looking?"

"Well yes Stephanie, sometimes a girl likes to feel special and sexy. And you can walk around all day in sexy undies and it is a girl's little secret. Which ones do you think are sexiest?"

I looked over the wide selection laid out on the bed. "I think these are" picking up a very lacy pair of black panties.

"Yes they are sexy aren't they. Maybe we can get a pair like that for Stephanie one day"

I blushed when my Mum said that realising that soon I would be wearing girls panties and ever sexy lingerie.

"Right, time for lunch young lady" Mum blurted out.

"Wait" I quickly said. "What sort of lingerie does Lucy wear?" I asked

"Ah!" exclaimed Mum "well Lucy loves Lingerie. But she always wears lacy lingerie. It drives me made. Why she can't just wear simple cotton panties occasionally I don't know. Right, downstairs for lunch, OK?"

"What should I wear?" I asked, still standing in my sisters dressing gown. Actually I had been preparing myself for getting dressed up this morning as a girl. But time had flown past just discussing girls things. The practical lesson hadn't even started. One part of me was relieved I wouldn't have to embarrass myself in front on Mum but another part of me was disappointed that I hadn't seen what Stephanie would look like yet. I mean it is quite a big thing, right? I was going to spend 6 months living as Stephanie and I didn't even know if she would look pretty or convincing or sweet or silly.

"What would you like to wear for lunch?" asked mum, bouncing the question back to me.

"Well I don't have any clothes yes" I replied. "Should I wear my old clothes?"

"Why don't you just come down as you are? You can get dressed when Lucy gets back"

Lunch was a light affair. Mum prepared a chicken salad. "It is going to be important to keep your figure Stephanie. The slimmer you are the less like James you will look. And no more heavy exercising. A girl should be slender no muscular."

After lunch Mum continued the tour of a girls life. She showed me shoes and handbags. Wow what a complicated area. I never realised so much thought went into just getting ready to go out for a girl. But I could sort of understand it. So much choice for a girl meant that more time had to be spent picking what was right for the occasion. And I could finally see why girls spent so much time thinking about clothes. They really could make you look and feel different depending on what you were wearing.

Lucy came back about 3pm. She had bags of shopping and I was surprisingly excited to see what she had gotten me. Now, I better tell you a little bit about my sister. My mum is your standard run of the mill generic mum but Lucy was stunning and a bit wild. She was one of those annoying people that aced all her classes without doing any work. Just naturally smart. And she spent most of her time clowning around with her friends and hanging out with her many new boyfriends.

Anyway, as part of an obviously prearranged plan Mum said she was off to do some more shopping and I was left at home with Lucy. Lucy was immediately more dominant and soon let me know what was in store for me the rest of the day. No gently approach with her. "Stephanie, we are going to have so much fun today. A couple of sisters trying on clothes. Haha, you didn't think I just bought clothes for you did you? We can try them all on together. But you first cos I just bought you loads of lovely sexy underwear. I know Stephanie will love how feminine it all makes her feel. After that we will try on a few outfits. We are the same size so that's even more fun sharing. And then when mum gets back she will teach you all about makeup. Apparently I can't do that bit cos Mum says my makeup always look a bit slutty. Don't tell her sis but the guys love it. Right, strip off and lets see what you look like in these"

Lucy was holding up the smallest pink g-string I had ever seen.

"Wow" I said "it is so tiny? Hardly seems worth putting on."

"Oh, but it is. It will make you feel so sexy. Here try..."

She handed it to me and I turned around as I put on the g-string. I have to admit it did feel very sexy, the thin lacy running up my legs.

"Turn around" Lucy squealed in excitement.

I turned around but was shy that the excitement of the moment had made me have sort of an erection. I don't have a huge cock. In fact it is a little on the shy side. But my cock was clearly swollen and sticking out of my silky g-string which clearly was not designed with one of those in mind.

"So sexy!" Lucy said. "And wow, what a small willy you have" she teased. I instantly blushed in embarrassment. "Really, I don't think any of the guys I ever date have such a small one. Haha, maybe tucked away in a pair of panties is the best place for it" she laughed.

"But it sticks out Lucy." I complained, still blushing "Can I hide it?"

"Of course, silly. Here, drop your panties. Now you have to squat down a bit and push the whole lot between your legs. I read this on the internet this morning. I thought we might have a small problem...small indeed!" She continued to taunt me. "No, not like that. Come here."

To add to my shame my sister was now cupping my small penis in her hands and arranging it between my legs. I felt my balls retreat into my body cavity. It felt very uncomfortable.

"Don't worry about that" Lucy said, sensing my discomfort "The website said you get used to it. Now clamp your legs together. There, see? All gone."

I looked down and saw a perfectly flat groin. I slipped the panties back on.

"It will only stay back there Stephanie if you keep your legs clamped. But don't worry. I got you a gaff which is like a thick pair of panties that keeps it all back there. I just thought you might like to try it au naturale so you could feel the lovely lacy against your new girly pussy"

She was giggling again.

My lesson with Lucy continues for most of the afternoon. She explained to me how Mum and her were going to have very different roles in my training. They had discussed it and it had been decided that Lucy would monitor my everyday training, all the really personal stuff while Mum provided moral, emotional and the financial support to buy my new wardrobe.

"Mum was great this morning" I told Lucy. "I was so embarrassed in front of Mum but she didnt push it too much at all. And I am so glad you are going to help me. But will there be much embarrassing stuff this week?" I asked.

"Oh my poor sis?" Lucy giggled. "You were so shy then just when I was helping you get dressed. And that is an everyday sister thing to help each other with. Listen, lets make a pact. Not only are we sisters this week but we are going to be best friends as well. You will have to removal all thoughts of our past relationship as my Brother. What do you think? Can you manage it? Would Stephanie find that easier?"

"Yes" I replied, smiling. My sister was being so supportive. I instantly felt better.

"And best friends keep secrets, Stephanie. Even from Mum. Won't that be better. So you wont have to worry about me telling mum every little detail about your training. Won't that be less embarrassing?"

"Definitely" I smiled. I felt a huge sense of relief and for the first time in ages felt really close to my sister.

"So how are we going to seal our new friendship?" Lucy asked.

"What do you mean?" I replied confused.

"Well it is like a secret pact. We should seal our bond in blood or something."

I wasn't sure if she was joking. She was about the blood but not about the pact.

"How about we share an intimate secret with each other?" Lucy said.

"OK, that's sounds good. You go first." I said, having no idea what secret I could possibly say. I didn't even have any secrets.

"Well, let me think." Lucy started. "Well last weekend I gave Philip a blow job."

"Wow" I replied, totally shocked that my sister did such things. I assumed a little kissing on a Friday night was the most she had done with a guy.

"Wait", interrupted Lucy. That is not the secret. Haha, that is just usual boring stuff. The secret is that when he came in my mouth I drank all his cum. THAT is the secret. It was my first time." Lucy giggled coyly.

I was dumbstruck. I could not believe that my sister was telling me such things. But my shock helped me get over my embarrassment of my situation.

"Three questions" Lucy said. "As part of the pact you must ask me three questions about my secret ok?"

"Hmm" I thought "So, what did it taste like? I mean was it nasty?"

"Well I thought it would be" said Lucy, "But actually it was quite yummy. It was quite salty but didn't taste bad at all. The difficult bit was when Philip came. It spurted quite hard and shot down the back of my throat."

"Wow" I said "Wow...ummm...OK, how many guys have you given blowjobs?" I enquired.

"Lots and lots" squealed Lucy. "You know what Stephanie I just love giving blow jobs. Even more than sex I think".

"You have had sex?" I exclaimed.

"Of course, but blow jobs are so much more personal. There is something very submissive but at the same time powerful about sucking some hunks cock. Last question?"

"Hmm...when did you have sex?" I asked.

"Oh, you can't ask that. That isn't a question about my secret. You have to ask me about blow jobs."

"Hmm..." I thought some more. Actually I had a lot of questions I wanted to ask about blow jobs. I have of course never had one but it was such an interesting topic. "OK, Lucy, tell me what you like best about sucking Philips cock, except him cumming?"

The intimacy of the question went straight over my head. The question just seemed so natural. Two friends asking each other personal stuff.

"That's easy", replied Lucy. I like to kneel in front of Philip and look up into his eyes as I lick his cock. It is really quite large. Not just long but thick as well. Much larger than yours Stephanie. And I like to lick the tip of his cock as I play with his balls. He loves that and it makes me feel so sexy doing it."

I gulped. I was clearly getting aroused by all this sexy talk. I make sure my legs were kept closely clamped together to make sure my lacy pink g-string didn't get any more bulges.

"OK, your turn" Lucy said. "What dirty sordid things have you gotten up to, young lady?" She was leaning in waiting for my response.

"Well, you know when Mum was really upset a few years ago about losing that ten pound note? Well I took it." I said, happy to have finally gotten it off my chest.

"Don't be silly, Stephanie. That is not a secret. We all knew you took it. Anyway, it has to be a sex secret. Like mine. Yours was so boring. So?"

"I don't know, I just haven't ever had any experiences." I confessed.

"Nothing?" Lucy asked, looking disappointed.

"Nothing"

"Well make something up then. I feel bad telling you everything. If we are going to be best friends then we cant make each other bad, right?"

I sat and thought for a few seconds.

"OK, a had a blow job once. And came in her mouth."

"Don't be silly" Lucy interrupted quickly. Girls don't get blow jobs. Girls give blow jobs. I want Stephanie to tell me a secret, not my old Brother" It was as though she didn't even want to say my old name. "Try again."

"OK, Stephanie gave a blow job to a guy last week." I was so shy. I had never had such a conversation before and merely uttering the words seemed strange.

"Good, that's better Stephanie. Same as my secret! Can I ask you three questions? OK? So describe his cock to me. Describe what it tasted like. Was it big?"

"Oh huge.." I lied, giggling. "He was much bigger than Philip." Lucy laughed at that. "And I cupped his balls in my hand as I moved my mouth up and down his cock. It was hard and tasted lovely." Lucy was squealing with excitement as I invented my secret. "And did he cum in your mouth Stephanie? Did you make your hunk cum in your mouth? Was it lovely?" She encouraged me.

"Oh yes. lots of cum. I drank it all but some dripped down my chin and I had to lick it up." I had seen that in a porn movie on the internet. `Nice touch' I thought. "And I licked his cock clean afterwards" I teased.

That was almost too much for Lucy, who thought the whole story was great.

"Wow" She said "I would love to suck your hunks cock Stephanie, I am so jealous. One more question. My last question." Lucy looked straight at me. There was a pause. An intense moment when she looked more serious. "Would you like to suck Philip's cock Stephanie?" She winked at me. "We could swap hunks. I can suck your hunks big cock and you could make Philip cum."

I smiled at her. Lucy was clearly playing a game and wanted to see how I would react. "Oh I would love that Lucy. You wouldn't mind sharing Philips lovely cock with your sister?" I teased. "Is it really OK for me to make your hunk cum? You don't mind?"

"Of course it is Stephanie. That is what friends are for. To share things. That's a deal then. You will suck Philips cock and I will suck your hunks cock. OK?"

Now I wasn't sure if she was joking. She still was looking seriously at me. But it must have been part of the game.

"Sure" I said "It's a deal."

"What's going on here then?"

It was mum. She had already arrived back.

"Oh, hi mum" Lucy said, all excited, "Stephanie has been making real progress. If I didn't know better I would say she is starting to enjoy being a girl".

"Now don't embarrass poor Stephanie" mum said, as Lucy laughed some more at my shyness." And I see the poor girl is going to freeze without any clothes on. Oh, did you have to buy Stephanie such sexy panties Lucy? You know I don't approve on your obsession with sexy lingerie. But you look lovely Stephanie. Do they feel nice?" Mum asked?

"Yes" I simply replied.

"That's nice, dear. Now why don't you get dressed. I have what you asked for in the bag Lucy. They didn't have the right size but we can try these for now." Mum handed Lucy a small box.

With that mum said she would be down stairs if we needed her and she was going to leave her two daughters to it.

"What's in the box?" I asked Lucy.

Lucy opened the box and showed me a pair of breasts.

"They are silicone. Aren't they amazing? Don't they look real? What size do they say? Here it is. C-cup. I asked Mum to get you an A cup. I thought it would be easier for you got get used to. I remember when I first got breasts. It takes some change. I was so embarrassed walking around with all the guys staring at them. Guys do that. They can't help it apparently. But you get used to it. And you know what they say. There is only one thing worse than guys staring at your tits. And that is no guys staring at your tits. Come here. Lets put them on."

It took about 30 minutes for Lucy to work them out. Mum had spent a small fortune on these. They were used a glue to fasten to the body. They would stay on until another lotion was applied. This meant I could live with my new breasts. They could be washed with soap as regular breasts. What's more they warmed to body temperature and incredible had nipple fastenings that gave small electric currents when the silicone nipples were caressed. Lucy demonstrated by slowly kneading my breasts and nipples.

"That feels amazing" I said. And then she pinched one of my new nipples.

"Ow" I yelped. "That hurt."

"They seem to be working perfectly" said Lucy. "It says in the instructions that this new technology gives you the exact same sensation and a real woman's breasts. Not bad eh! That is certainly a bonus. I mean Philip's nipples are really insensitive. Must be terrible for him".

I continued to look and feel my new breasts. They really were amazing and felt great. But they were going to get some getting used to. For starters, they were so big. I thought everyone would stare at them. "They are so heavy" I said.

"Oh yes, that is the downside of bigger breasts. You will get used to them but it helps if you wear a bra. It had been one of the things I had least been looking forward to. Wearing a bra was one of the things that only girls did. It was going to be a majorly stressful moment for me. But now, after standing around for the best part of an hour with these on I realised that a bra would help the weight and I was actually looking forward to getting one on.

"Pick one" said Lucy pointing at a selection of bras in another box mum had brought in. I laid them out on the bed. One of them was a light powder pink with black lace trim and seemed to match the panties I was wearing. "This one?" I asked Lucy.

"Perfect choice" she giggled.

Then came more items Lucy had bought for me that morning. Again I was able to choose what I wore but with some help from Lucy. "Hmm, maybe that skirt doesn't go with that blouse Stephanie." Or "That's a nice outfit. See, your short skirt really shows off your lovely slender legs. And that white t-shirt is so tight it is really sexy looking." With the dresses Lucy had more advise "You see how this dress is so tight at the hips and knees? Now that exaggerates your wiggle. Walk up and down. No, put one foot in front of the other. There you go. Wow, so such a sexy walk little sis!"

And so my training went on this way for the rest of the day. Lots of outfits and even a makeup lesson. By the evening I was sitting in front of the TV in a white blouse and blue jeans. I had on my pink underwear that I had selected earlier and was still conscious of the weight of my new breasts. That night I was given the choice of a pair of pink pyjamas with "Cute" written across my chest or a cream knee length satin night dress. I wore the night dress and was amazed by the silky feeling between the sheets. I was almost as if I was gliding.

Oh yes, one more thing. Lucy had told me that I had to keep a journal. Every evening I had to write a paragraph on why I liked being a girl. "It is psychoanalytical" she told me. "I read it somewhere. You persuade yourself you like something by thinking it and writing it. You have to say you like all the things you did during the day, OK."

I had to show Lucy my journal every morning. My first entry read...

"Dear Dairy, I like being a girl because of the pretty clothes I can wear. I especially like the lovely sexy lingerie and the cute clothes. I also love wearing makeup. I feel so special and pretty when I am wearing my eye makeup and lipstick. But most of all I love having a new best friend with Lucy to share secrets. Lucy told me all about her blow jobs today and I told her all about giving one too. It was such fun."

Lucy was so excited when she read that the next morning. I blushed. I wanted to tell her that I didn't really mean it but she just seemed so happy with what was written. Lucy and Mum went out after breakfast and I was told to go upstairs and get myself ready for the day. It was basically a test to see how much progress I had made with my training. It was very different going through my new things on my own. There was none of the embarrassment of wondering what Lucy or Mum would say. It was just me and my new girly clothes. I looked through everything that morning. I was still surprised by the sheer variety of the clothes that were there. I also found some stockings that Lucy had bought but that I hadn't tried on yet. They really fascinated me. They were so delicate. I put them on, running them carefully up my smooth legs. I had already had a bath and used the moisturiser that I had been given. The sensation was wonderful. They were holdups and soon, as I examined myself in the mirror, I was wondering what was meant to be worn with stockings. I figured something dressy so found a long evening gown in Lucy's wardrobe. It was cut low at the back, hung just above the knee and was a heavy satin fabric with a big bow above my bum. I noticed that I was getting hard and bulging so spent a few minutes mastering my skin coloured gaff. On top of that I picked a black g-string. I couldn't wear a bra because my back was bare.

Then I sat down at my dressing table and started experimenting with different makeup. I even went through to my sisters room and borrowed some of hers. I was intrigued by the fact that just a little makeup could make you look either sweet, sexy or downright slutty. I tried to copy Lucy's makeup, especially the type that Mum refused to let Lucy out of the house wearing. Dark eyes with heavy mascara and bight red lipstick.

I examined myself in the mirror. The makeup needed a little work, I decided, but the overall effect was amazing. I looked so much older. Maybe 18. And I looked really sexy. I mean I could feel my little cock straining against my gaff. I turned around examining myself from different angles. Then I started to make sexy poses in front of the mirror. Bending over to look at my arse tight in the evening dress. Not a bad arse for a girl I decided. Then I started to lean forward as though I was flashing my breasts at myself.

I lay back on the bed, still able to see myself in the mirror. I flashed some leg, trying to remember the sexy poses I had seen in the porn mag. And then on all fours, crawling like a cat. Wow I looked sexy. I suddenly had the idea of stripping in front of the mirror. Standing again I started to unzip Lucy's dress. It fell into a pile on the floor. I stood there in my panties, stockings and heels. Wow, what a sight. I started to imagine I was Lucy, stripping in front of her boyfriend. I mean, I looked quite a bit like Lucy made-up like this. I started to play with my nipples, imagining I was a real girl. Naturally the sight of this beautiful girl in the mirror stripping and playing with herself was making me very horny.

I quickly pulled my gaff and g-string off and started to play with myself, still staring at the image in the mirror. I was in a state of complete sexual confusion. All I knew was that I was really turned on. Now lying on the bed, one hand played with my nipples while the other stroked my cock. I slowly started to realise how best to achieve pleasure with my new exectrode sensitive breasts. I would gradually rub my thumb over the nipple while gentle kneading the breast. And wow did that look sexy. I started to wonder whether my cock really was that small. It didn't seem to really stand out in the image in the mirror. If anything it wasn't easy to see. More noticeable were my large breasts. Was Philip really much larger than me? I picked up the plastic bottle of moisturiser lying next to me. It was roughly cock shaped and had a rounded cap, but much larger than mine. I wondered if Philips cock was this big? I could hardly get my whole hand round it. I held it against my cock for comparison. Could Lucy really get all that cock in her mouth. I lifted the bottle to my lips and tried to suck it. Yes it did fit. It was quite tight but was in. Then I wondered how much Lucy would be able to take in her mouth. My lips worked further down the bottle. I guess I got about half way. "So this must be how it feels like" I thought to myself. "This must be what it feels like for Lucy sucking on Philips cock." Then I suddenly noticed myself in the mirror again, in stockings sucking on this bottle. It was like something out of a porn magazine, it really was. I started to sock on the bottle, watching myself doing it in the mirror. I was lying on my back and returned with my other hand to playing with my cock. Tilting my head back slightly I could actually suck about half of Philips cock, I mean the bottle. Any more than that and I started to gag.

"What are you doing Stephanie?!" Shrieked Lucy. She was standing at the door. There was silence. I quickly pulled the bottle from my mouth and tried to cover myself with the pink dressing robe.

"I'm sorry Lucy. I wasn't expecting you back" I said, a mixture of embarrassment and guilt making me want to cry.

Lucy saw how upset I was. "Mum dropped me off. She wanted to check you were OK. Obviously you are more than OK!" She was smiling now and that made me feel better. "look what a mess you made of my favourite dress" she said picking it up off the floor and hanging it on the back of the door.

"Please don't tell Mum" I pleaded.

"Don't worry, silly. Of course I won't. Secrets between sisters remember. After all, if I told on you, you might tell on me and my secrets. Which reminds me...what on earth were you doing? Practicing give a blowjob?" She was giggling.

"Of course not. I was just wondering how big Philip was." I replied, trying to defend the indefensible.

"Oh, so you were practicing giving Philip a blow job!!!" Lucy clapped in hysterics.

"No, I mean I was just wondering how much of his cock I could suck."

As soon as I said that I regretted it. I mean it had come out all wrong.

But Lucy was beside herself in fits of giggles. Eventually she pulled herself together and sat down next to me. Her mood changed now to one of training Lucy, not giggling sister Lucy.

"Now listen Stephanie, actually it is not funny. I mean, not the sucking the bottle thing. That is very funny, but you playing with your little cock. That is not at all funny. What happens if someone caught you? That would be a disaster"

"No one would catch me" I quickly said.

"Oh no! Really? Well how about just about every Saturday morning when you have a wank before breakfast. I walked in on you once and you didn't even notice me. From now on, no wanking, OK?"

"I guess. Sorry Lucy, it was just the image in the mirror...I looked very sexy. I couldn't help it."

"Well, yes, I guess it is impossible to expect you to be able to control yourself all the time." Lucy sat down in deep thought. "I know" She eventually said "Put your gaff back on."

I picked it up and slip it back on followed by the g-string as Lucy handed it to me.

"Now, of course girls play with themselves too."

"They do?" I asked. That was news to me.

"Of course silly, most days actually. We are just more subtle. We don't go flashing our willies all over the place. Here, lie on your back, I will show you"

I rolled over and lay on my back. Lucy lay next to me. She was wearing a short denim skirt and a pink t-shirt. She pulled up her skirt and showed me her white cotton panties. Quite conservative for her I couldn't help thinking.

"Don't be so shy, silly" she said looking at me blush. "We are just sisters, remember. Now, watch me. I will do it with my panties on because that is going to be how you have to do it. See how I rub up and down where my pussy is."

Lucy was running two fingers up and down between her legs.

"I like it with quite a lot of pressure but you might like it differently. And you can play with you breasts at the same time if it helps. Sometimes I like to play with my pussy with my legs clamped together. I usually do that when I am imagining I am sucking a lovely cock. Or maybe spread open imaging I am being made love to."

Lucy was demonstrating the different techniques she used. She still had on her white panties to show me how it is still possible for a girl to pleasure herself in a subtle way.

"I can feel myself getting wet" said Lucy "I don't want to make a mess of my panties. Here, lets see you try."

She turned her attention to me. I opened my legs and placed a hand over my crotch. I would feel my cock hard and straining against my gaff but it was held firmly down in place, towards my buttocks.

"Try rubbing the tip of you little cock through your panties" suggested Lucy, "Use your fingernails." I was still wearing long fake fingernails that Mum had glued on my the day before. "Try scratching your nails along the length of your crotch. Experiment. See what feels good."

Slowly I started to discover that I could get pleasure from just rubbing my cock through my panties. I loved the way my nails felt gently rubbing over the head of my little cock. It was also a wonderful feeling rubbing two fingers hard against myself, just like Lucy had done. Then I felt Lucy take my hand and place it on my exposed breasts.

"It feels better when you do both together" she said

I started to massage my breasts and nipples already an expert at this from earlier. I wasn't looking in the mirror now. I was lying on my back with my eyes tight shut breathing heavily. Deep down I couldn't believe I was playing with myself in front of my sister. Even more that that. I was playing with myself like a girl would, dressed as a girl and even feeling the same sensations as a girl with sensitive nipples and a completely new sensation in my groin.

"You see Stephanie, you don't have to wank like a monkey to feel great. Isn't it nice? Yes, arch your back a little so you can push harder. I do that too sometimes. Just imagine your little cock is you clitoris. Girls love to play with their clits. It is their little secret. Well our little secret" She giggled.

I continued to play with my breasts and `clitoris'. The subtlety was almost explosive.

"Open your mouth" I heard Lucy say. I opened it, almost panting. Then I felt the bottle return to my lips. I started to sink my lips around it.

"Tilt your head back a little" instructed Lucy "There, see how much more of Philips cock you can take in your mouth like that"

She was right, with my head tilted back my neck was exposed and I could take almost the whole of the bottle down my throat without gagging.

"This is almost exactly the same size as Philips cock" said Lucy, still sliding the bottle in and out of my mouth slowly. "He likes it when I take all of his cock into my mouth. Just like you are doing Stephanie. I think if he was here you might make him cum doing that."

Her words were a blur. I just had this image of a slut in a porn movie in lingerie sucking cocks. And I was that slut. It all seemed to alien and so distant to me but it seemed almost to be happening.

"When he came in my mouth the other day Philips cock was deep inside my mouth, right near my throat. Like this." Lucy said, pushing the bottle deeper. "I could feel his cum shoot down my throat. It make me cum too Stephanie. The sensation of all his lovely warm cum made me reach orgasm. I was playing with myself at the same time, just like you are."

It was too much. I could feel myself reaching orgasm and Lucy could tell too. "Just like that" she said as I started to arch my back, digging my fingers hard against my constrained little cock. "Imagine. Isn't it lovely? He was practically fucking my mouth when he came. Like this. Can you imagine it?" Lucy was urgently thrusting Philips cock in and out of my mouth. I could feel the first spurts of cum in my panties. It was one of the most intense orgasms I have ever had.

Lucy withdrew the bottle. I was panting on the bed. I could feel the warm goo of my cum in my panties.

Lucy told me to clean up as Mum would be back soon. But before she did that she give me a big hug. "I am so proud of you Stephanie. You are really making an effort. I had my doubts and didn't think you would be able to cope. How wrong I was." She held me close.

"You better change your gaff and panties" she said. I guess you have made a bit of a mess there?". I nodded, still slightly embarrassed. "In future you could wear some panty liners. That is what girls use so they don't make a mess of their panties. They are very convenient. I will drop some off in your room later." I blushed. So it had come to this. Not only was I wearing girls clothes and going to have to play with myself like a girl, but I was even going to have to wear panty liners. "I could drop off some tampons as well. You don't need them yet but I think you will have to keep some just in case."

I went into the bathroom and got cleaned up. On the bed when I returned were some panty liners and tampons. I put them in a draw and tried to decide what to wear. Eventually I decided on a simple white bra and panties, both satin under a pink t-shirt and shirt denim skirt. Then back to the makeup table. Nothing heavy this time. Just simple pastel shades to make my more feminine. I pouted my lips to get an even lipstick finish, just like I had been shown. Then on with some simple brown pumps and went downstairs.

Mum was in the kitchen and most noticeable was the casualness of her attitude. No special treatment today, just a simple glance and a "Hi Stephanie, you look nice. Can you lay the table for me." Mum had never asked me to lay the table before. She was a bit of a traditionalist at heart. That was girl's work. Now she was treating me just as another daughter. Looking back it must have been intentional. Maybe to make the transition easier for me. No special treatment. Just one of the girls.

That evening I wrote in my Dairy...

"Dear diary, I love being a girl because there are so many lovely clothes you can wear. And girls have such stronger orgasms than boys. But the best thing I leant about being a girl today was my close relationship with Lucy. She is such a help and I would do anything for her."

That night I went to bed exhausted again. This time in my pink pyjamas I drifted off to sleep. I had especially vivid dreams that night. Dreams of Lucy and me. Lucy forcing the bottle down my throat, encouraging me, forcing me. "Suck him harder. Harder!". Then I was outside, dressed as Stephanie. In the playground at school. All the boys taunting me. Teasing me. Calling me names like a sissy whore, a little cocksucker. I awoke in a cold sweat. Terrified. The horror was obvious. Soon I would be back at school. This was not all going to be about dressing up to look pretty and making a mess of my panties. This was real and in a few days I was going to face the world. I didn't fall asleep after that.

In the morning I told Lucy and Mum about it. They decided I needed to get my confidence up. They were going to take me shopping. Mum dove us out of town to a large mall in Croydon. There we spent all day walking around the shops browsing, trying outfits on and buying essential items. My collection of jewellery increased considerable. Mum insisted I have my ears pierced, assuring me that I could remove the earrings at anytime and my ears would heal. Then we had a manicure and a pedicure. That mean new nails and this time painted. I was allowed to pick whatever colour I liked. Lucy went for bright red but I thought a light pink was more subtle. At one point mum and Lucy went off together to see how I would cope on my own. For 30 minutes I browsed through the shops, looking through lingerie and dresses. I even tried a couple of dresses on my own. As I was waiting outside a shop some young boys walked past. They were clearly checking me out. I tried my best to ignore them but one wolf whistled. "Hi sweetheart" the tallest of the three boys said. "Cute butt darling". I went bright red and they walked on laughing. Mum and Lucy were just arriving and had noticed everything.

"Teasing the boys?" giggled Lucy.

"They started it" I quickly said.

Mum and Lucy had not been idle. They had several packages for me. More clothes, some female magazines, a couple of posters of boy bands and even a large pink teddy bear.

The next few days were much of the same. More intense training as everyday my confidence grew higher but also my fear of the inevitable Monday morning that was looming large.

On the Sunday night mum said I had a visitor. I was totally confused. No one knew me. I walked downstairs and there standing in the hall was Danielle.

"I thought it best if you two get to know each other. Maybe you can become friends and Danielle will have lots of tips for you Stephanie."

My embarrassment returned. Danielle was checking out how I looked. I took Danielle up to my room and we started to chat. I started by apologising for my poor behaviour the week before. She said she had also forgiven me and was more concerned how I felt dealing with my punishment. "Are you coping?" she asked holding my hand.

"Yes, my sister has been great. I couldn't have don it without her."

Over the rest of the day Danielle and myself got to know each other. I found out that we had a lot in common, aside from the obvious fact we were both dressed in panties. She was actually very beautiful when you saw past her `issues'. She had long brown hair, lightly permed and a great figure. "Are your breasts fake too?" I asked her.

"I have been taking hormone injections for 3 years now she said. They are real. Wanna see?"

With that she removed her white blouse and bra and revealed a lovely pair for firm breasts. They were magnificent and I immediately felt my little cock start to strain against my panties again.

"Wow" I said, "They look so real"

"They are real" she protested. "here wanna feel?"

Danielle thrust her chest towards me and I reached out to feel her breasts. They were warm to the touch, unlike mine. Real breasts in fact.

"I just feel so great with them" Danielle said "that is why the school had to announce it. I couldn't hide my chest any more. What about you? Silicone? Can I see?"

I pulled off my t-shirt and skilfully unclipped my bra. A week of unclipping and I was now an expert.

"Not bad" said Danielle, leaning forward to feel them. I moaned a little as her fingers rubbed across my nipples. "Oh, the electric sensors" she said. I had a pair like them. Do you know that feels just like have a real pair of breasts." She said now using both hands to fondle my nipples. "I should know, I am one of the few people who have tried both. The only difference is when they are licked or sucked. The fake ones don't even get close to the delicious wet feeling of a mouth around your nipples. Are you on hormone treatment?"

That question caught me off guard. I didn't think so but Mum was insisting I drink a special milkshake twice a day to `keep me healthy and less stressed'.

"I don't know" I said.

"Oh you will soon be able to tell if you are. You will start getting all emotional about the silliest thing. And I found my sex drive changed quite quickly. I was playing with myself less but I kept on admiring guys more. You know, I would suddenly realise that I was staring, mouth agape as some hunk on the beach walked by. We should go to the beach together sometimes. Do you plan to have real breasts too?"

"Oh, I don't think so. I am only going to be this way for the rest of the year."

"Oh, of course. But they have really strong hormones now. I got my breasts in just a few months. Happens fast because we are so young. Just the correct age to grow breasts apparently. If you get the chance go for it. They are wonderful."

That evening Lucy came in to read my diary...

"Dear diary, I love being a girl because I have breasts. They make me feel so special. They are almost like signposts saying `stare at me'. Every time I go to the mall people stare at me. OK, most of the time guys, but it just makes me feel special, like a movie star or something. Oh yes, and I love being a girl because of my extra sensitive nipples. Yesterday I made a big mess of my panties cos I started playing with my breasts in the morning. I didn't mean to but then once I had started I got sort of carried away and couldn't stop. I did it just like Lucy told me to. It feels better that way. More sensitive and it takes longer but the orgasms are so much stronger."

"Wow", said Lucy "Quite an entry. Mum said that I should talk to you about school tomorrow. Any questions?"

"Well, I was wondering Lucy, am I on hormones?"

"Lucy sat there and thought for a minute. Clearly uncomfortable.

Eventually she replied "Yes you are Stephanie."

"Why" I asked "Immediately starting to cry "I don't need breasts. I have my silicone breasts".

"It is not just the breasts Stephanie," Lucy replied coming to sit next to me and give me a hug. "There are all sorts of benefits. You have only been on hormones for a week and already there are definite changes. You are acting more girly. You are more sensitive. You are crying more, much more emotional. And did you notice your skin becoming smoother?"

"No," I said "I thought that was the moisturiser"

"Don't worry little sis. It is for the best. Everything is reversible. Is there any growth in your chest yet? They will start to ache. When they push hard against your silicone breasts we will take them off, OK."

"OK," I said. My mind at times like this always reverted back to my nightmare. Anything to make me more feminine so I wouldn't get caught at school and bullied like a freak"

In the morning there was lots of activity. I hardly had time to worry as I was getting ready for school. I actually liked the freedom of the new school uniform I was wearing. White blouse, blue skirt, tights and black shoes. Surprisingly the first day of school was very uneventful. I was introduced to the class as Stephanie and everyone said hello. I spent all my spare time with Danielle in breaks and she was even in one of my classes. She also introduced me to a few of her female friends. I got the impression they were none the wiser as to mine of Danielle's real genders.

The week went on and by Friday I was relieved and proud to have survived the first real test of my new self. On Saturday Danielle, my new best friend due to the time we had spent together, came over. She wanted to go to the mall and try on some new outfits. Mum said it would be OK and we spent most of the day shopping. That afternoon back in Danielle's house we dressed up for each other. I was reluctant at first but after Danielle had tried on a few outfits she insisted I try on some of my new clothes. It was fun, I guess and time flew past.

"I have a date" Danielle confided in me.

"From school?" I enquired.

"Yes, Danny from maths. Do you think he is cute?"

"He's OK I guess" I said awkwardly.

"Can I practice on you?"

"Practice what?" I replied

"Kissing and stuff. I never kissed a guy before and am really worried he will try to kiss me."

I thought for a bit. Lucy had told me a few days ago that she had learnt to kiss with a female friend. Apparently it was very common with girlfriends. And Danielle was pretty sexy. I know she was really a guy but I had never kissed anyone either.

"Sure" I said giggling.

Danielle moved closer. She took the lead and had obviously thought about this for some time. She leant forward and placed her lips on mine. We sort of pouted a kiss and then broke giggling. Then Danielle moved in again and this time I felt her lips parting. With that her tongue was wanting to explore my mouth. I opened a little wider and felt it dart between my lipstick.

Danielle pulled away. Looking me straight in the eyes, clearly aroused.

"Wow," she said "you are a great kisser. Sure you never did that before. Was I OK too?"

I couldn't lie. My little cock was throbbing in my white panties. "It was great" I said.

"Wanna try again" Danielle asked.

Without waiting for an answer she leant towards me and started to kiss me again. This time we took our time enjoying the moment. If I had to say now who was more forceful in the kiss I think it was Danielle. I was still very shy, but she seemed bolder. Danielle was dressed in a short yellow dress. She didn't have any shoes on. She was sitting crossed legged on the bed. I was cross-legged in front of her. In what seemed to be my stock favourite I was wearing a pink t-shirt and denim mini-skirt.

I felt Danielle's hand on my knee, resting there, a finger gently rubbing my bare flesh. I had my hands round her back.

"Can you play with my breasts, Stephanie? I wonder what it would be like if Danny did it."

Returning to our kiss my hands moved up towards her breasts. I started to massage her breasts through her bra and dress. She was clearly extremely aroused at this point. She started to squirm under my hands, almost as if I was tickling her. And she was moaning in my mouth. Her hand moved higher up my thigh, almost as a thank you, reciprocating the pleasure I was giving her.

"Let me take my bra off" Danielle said jumping up. In a few seconds she had pulled her dress over her head and removed her white cotton lacy bra. She returned to the bed, and sitting cross-legged I could see she wasn't wearing a gaff, just her panties, but she was still smooth down there. I delicately started to play with her breasts and nipple. This time I wasn't kissing her, just amazed to be able to play unhindered with a great pair of breasts. They were really soft and her nipples were hard as I moved my fingers over them, the same way I do when I play with my breasts.

"Can I play with yours?" Danielle asked "I will if you want me to."

"OK" I said quickly, feeling short of breath with anticipation. Danielle pulled my t-shirt over my head revealing my powder pink satin bra. She expertly unclipped me from behind. My bra fell forward and she started to rub my nipples with one of her hands. The other hand was on my thigh again. Now she was running her long fingernails up and down the inside of my thigh, under my denim skirt. We were kissing again. This time more urgently, more automatically as our minds were focussing on each others hands.

Each time her hand moved up my thigh it reached closer to my crotch. And then she was hovering over my gaff. Very gently and tentatively I felt a fingernail run down the length of my crotch. Slowly her touch there became stronger and more forceful. I wondered for a second, just a split second why I hadn't tried to stop her. After all she was really a guy. A guy was kissing me and feeling my crotch. But then she was almost a girl. And I was almost a girl. It was all so complicated. Who was who and what was right or wrong. I just decided that it felt fantastic. We were alone. We shared so many secrets about or true selves and this led to a trust that allowed us to just enjoy each other like this.

"Rub my clit please Stephanie"

I knew what she meant. She wanted me to rub between her legs. Immediately my hand went down to her crotch eager to return the pleasure she was giving me. My hand started rubbing the outside of her panties, at the top. This was well away from her tucked secret. But my hand soon moved lower. She shifted slightly so her legs were further apart. As my hand moved lower I could clearly feel the shaft of her `clit' tucked backwards. In fact I was basically rubbing my fingers down the length of her hidden cock.

"Lower" Danielle encouraged me, our mouths still together, wide open but now panting into each other rather than kissing.

My hand moved lower, along the shaft that was clearly straining against the thin fabric of her panties. She was larger than me. I guess closer to 6 inches. And then I could make out the head of her cock, thicker and seemingly warmer. I started to rub harder, my hand running now just up and down but clasping her cock between my fingers and basically wanking her.

And what was leading on this boldness in me? What had led to me unashamedly wanking Danielle's cock, only a thin pair of cotton panties between me and a real cock? Arousal. Pure and simple. Danielle was an expert with her hands and I was experiencing arousal like never before. She kept on taking me to the brink of an orgasm and sensing that she would pull away, stop me from cumming. And then I felt a finger slip in the edge of my gaff and she was actually touching my cock. Actually running a finger along the head of my cock.

"It feels better if you take off your panties" Danielle teased. "I can make you feel really good. Let me try."

With that she started to pull down my gaff and panties together. I manoeuvred myself to let them be removed. My cock instantly being released and springing up. Danielle's eyes seemed glued to it as she moved her hands down. Both hands now. One hand playing with my balls and the other wanking my cock, not like a girl but like a guy. Like I used to before Lucy taught me how to play with myself like a girl.

"Danny might want me to do this for him. You don't mind if I practice do you. Can you lie back Stephanie?"

I lay back as Danielle started to concentrate on my little cock. I had my eyes closed as I felt the warmth of her mouth wrap itself around the tip of my cock. Her mouth slowly sinking down taking all of my little cock in her. And then she started to suck my cock, gliding it in and out of her mouth. One hand still on my balls.

Danielle looked up at me, pulling my cock from her mouth.

"Do you think Danny would like that? He is such a guy. A real man. I bet he is really fussy about having his cock sucked. What happens if he doesn't like me sucking him? Does it feel ok? Should I do it harder?" I realised Danielle was experimenting. Perfecting her skills to please a real man. I was just a sissy friend whose cock was only there for training purposes. But I couldn't stop her. It felt too good.

"Maybe I should play with his arse? Do you think real men like that Stephanie? I really don't know. I love playing with my arse but it seems more like a pussy. Do you know if real men like it? You probably don't know. Can you tell me how this feels."

Danielle started to rub my arsehole very gently. She had licked a finger and was running it over, harder and harder, threatening to slip inside. I was clenching my muscle, resisting a totally new sensation, feeling dirty and ashamed at what Danielle wanted to do. And then she was licking me there. And that felt so wonderful. Her tongue dipping ever so slightly inside me. The wetness of her mouth lubricating me. And hand was still wanking my little cock.

"Do you like that Stephanie? Do you like having your pussy licked? Your pussy is nice and wet now. It looks so sexy."

I could feel myself starting to cum. I tried to move, ashamed of what was about to happen. Danielle immediately realised and moved her mouth over my little cock again. She clamped her lips down, sucking hard. The first jets of my cum shot from my cock just as Danielle slipped an index finger into my wet pussy. She started to fuck my arsehole slowly with her finger as I continued to cum. I heard her groan with excitement, enjoying my orgasm. Eventually I stopped cumming. Danielle raised her head. A little drop of my cum dripping down her chin. She pushed it up with her finger and licked it up, smiling. She had swallowed everything. Her finger still in my arse she leant down, kissed my little cock goodbye and pulled her finger out.

"Do you think Danny would like that?" She asked "I just hope that I get to suck Danny's cock. I have always wanted to suck a real man's cock. I know it is fun playing around like this with girlfriends practicing but it must be so special to taste a real man."

Now I had cum I felt so ashamed. Any pretext of me pretending Danielle was a girl were washed away with her words. I was not a real man. I was just a girlfriends practicing. Danielle saw my disappointment.

"Don't worry Stephie dear. I didn't mean to upset you. It was lovely. I didn't mean to make you feel used. I just thought we were having fun. It is just that this date with Danny is so special. I am so excited and I want to make everything perfect for him."

"I'm sorry" I said, starting to cry a little.

"Oh don't cry Stephanie. You are a wonderful friend. It is just that you cant really be expected to be considered a real guy, can you. Look at you. You are dressed in lovely teenage girl clothes and wear lovely sexy underwear. Look at you. And I know you like dressing this way. We had such fun dressing up. And you wear makeup. How many real men wear makeup Stephanie?"

I lowered my head in shame as the truth came out.

"And you play with yourself just like a girl would, don't you."

I nodded.

"Oh Stephanie, you are such a sweetie. Here, tuck that little clit of your away and put your panties back on. Why don't you keep your gaff off. You should be used to keeping your legs nice and closed and it feels so much sexier to have all that lingerie against your clit."

As I got dressed Danielle asked is I would mind if she played with herself.

"I am just feeling so sexy having tasted lovely cum for the first time Stephanie. Do you mind. You can watch if you like. Do you think a real man's cum tastes the same?"

"It's OK I guess" I said sitting back on the bed in back in my skirt.

Danielle was still only wearing her panties.. She lay on her back with her knees pulled up and her legs apart and started to rub herself through her panties. She had her eyes closed. I started to play with her breasts for her, to help her. They really were great breasts. I felt a little envious with my stupid silicone ones. Danielle lifted her hips and pulled her panties down. Then I saw her cock. It was at least 6 inches, maybe even larger than I had estimated. She had a foreskin, unlike me, which I found fascinating. She was obviously expert at this and knew exactly how to please herself. She licked her fingers which started to rub her arsehole, like she had done to me. The other hand was working up and down on her large cock. Lucy would definitely disapprove of Danielle playing with herself like that I thought laughing to myself.

I could see how she wanked differently to me. She was pulling her foreskin up and down over the head of her cock. Now I could see she was also fucking herself with her finger. She pulled my hand down towards her breasts and I started to suck a nipple. That seemed to send her over the edge. Her back bucked and I could see she was starting to cum. She was clearly out of control Her cum shot all over her belly and one drop even hit my cheek. Danielle had made a real mess and turned to look at me laughing.

"Sorry" she said seeing the cum dripping down my cheek. "There are some tissues over there". I fetched a box of pink tissues from the other side of the room and cleaned the cum off my face. Then I took the box over to Danielle.

"Can you help me clean myself up" she asked me "I am so exhausted after that. I was thinking of Danny fucking me and me tasting his real man cum. It was lovely Stephanie."

I took a tissue and started to mop up Danielle's cum for her. It was the least I could do after she had sucked my cock. I mean she hadn't asked me to suck her cock or anything. In fact in a strange way I felt quite guilty.

"Sorry I didn't do more" I apologised.

"Oh that's OK Stephanie. Were you shy? Oh, maybe you just aren't ready to practice playing with a cock yet. Is my cock too ugly?"

"Oh no" I said quickly, "It is a lovely cock. I was shy I guess."

I was lying to make Danielle feel better. It hadn't even occurred to me until just now that I should have touched her cock. I mean it wasn't exactly on my `100 things to do before you die' list. But I had been intrigued by it.

"Maybe I would have touched it if it had been out when you were playing with mine."

This wasn't a lie. I was thinking aloud. I had been so turned on that if she had presented me with her cock I think I almost certainly would have played with it, even maybe wanked her off. I had been quite out of control.

"Why don't you touch it now?" Danielle asked. "Yours was the first one I ever touched. It seems fair that you touch mine. You don't have to suck it" Danielle added quickly.

"Suck it, I couldn't suck it" I blurted out.

"Just touch it then" Danielle repeated. I moved the tissue to the side. Her cock was glistening with her cum and it was all over her shaft. As I moved my hand to her now only semi erect cock I felt the warm goo of her cum on my hands. I placed my hand around it, not sure what to do next. Was I supposed to move my hand. Did she want me to wank her again?

"What do I do?" I asked looking at her. She held my gaze silently. "It is a cock Stephanie. It is your first cock. Girls don't get to hold their first cock more than once. This is a special moment for you. Just hold it. If you want to do anything else then I don't mind."

Obviously I was close. Lying on my side just a few inches from her increasingly erect cock I could see it in every detail. I noticed how the cum glistened on the tip where it was still oozing slightly from her orgasm. I pulled back her foreskin, interested to examine her further. Her foreskin slipped back easily revealing her purple now fully erect head.

"Well, how does it make you feel Stephanie. You made my clit all hard again" Danielle said giggling "Careful it might shoot off in your face". I pulled my head away.

"I'm just joking" she said. "It is not a real man's cock Stephanie. Sorry about that. Maybe one day you will be really to fell a real man's cock. It must be wonderful, don't you think. Maybe Danny had a friend. We could double date. Maybe his friend will let you play with his real man's cock while I play with Danny. It would be such fun. You can pretend my cock is Danny's friend's cock if you like."

I had started to wank Danielle off slowly now, more out of habit than thinking about it. But she responded by moving her hips, encouraging me to continue. And I did. I noticed how the veins in her cock strained as she became more excited. As I had seen her do I started to run her foreskin up and down over the head of her cock. I could tell she liked that by her moans.

"Oh Stephanie, that feels lovely. You are such a little tease wanking my clit like that. Wank it faster. Make me cum again."

I moved my hand faster, not sure she would be able to cum so fast gain but dedicated to help her if she wanted to. After all she had sucked my cock and tasted my cum. The least I could do was wank her now.

"Oh that's it. Faster. I am going to cum. Pretend it is a real man's cock Stephanie. That's what I pretended when I was sucking you. Pretend you have a real man's cock in your hands and that he loves you and you want to make him cum."

And then Danielle was cumming. Hot cum shooting out of her cock. Clearer and not to thick this time but still plenty. It landed all down my hand as I continued to wank her, to give her the best orgasm I could. My hand was now lubricated with her cum, sliding more easily over her cock. Another spurt had hit my face. I was not so disgusted this time. Almost proud or fascinated that I had made Danielle cum so quickly.

We spent the rest of the day playing dress up and giggling about our little sexcapade and it was late by the time I got home. I told Lucy everything. I told her about my mixed emotions and my shame as well as my excitement. I just opened up. I was so confused and needed her friendship more than ever. She listened carefully and patiently as I told her how Danielle had sucked my cock pretending it was a real man's cock and how I had wanked her off. She didn't judge me. She kept on asking me questions like "How did you feel about that" or "Did you enjoy playing with her cock". I admitted it made me feel powerful and sexy to have made her cum so quickly but it felt wrong.

"You must be very talented Stephanie. You seem to be very good at wanking cocks."

I was crying at this stage, not out of shame or embarrassment or even regret, just crying because there were so many emotions inside me. The hormones really were making me into a big sobbing girl.

"Why didn't you suck her cock Stephanie. It seemed like it would have been polite. If you were not willing to suck her cock then why did you let her suck yours."

"But she asked me if she could suck mine" I replied. I was surprised. Why was my sister saying this. Surely so didn't expect me to suck cocks.

"Well personally I think it was a little rude." She seemed more serious now as she thought through what had happened. "Yes, I think it was very rude indeed. It is important for a girl to know when she has to do something. What her responsibilities are. It is a time honoured tradition amongst girls. Different girls act differently but it is just plain selfish to let her suck your cock and then not return the favour. I have a good mind to get you to call her over here immediately. And I would do if I didn't feel sorry for you not knowing the rules of being a girl. Listen carefully."

I listened carefully as she explained how a girl was expected to behave in different circumstances. "If a guy buys you dinner then at the very least you should kiss him. If you don't want to kiss him then you can pay for your own dinner. If he has a car and spends the rest of the evening with you, driving you around or maybe parks at a lovers spot then I think it polite that you at least let him feel your breasts or if you like him then why not give him a hand job. Now, if a boy buys you dinner a few times then I think at that point a girl should suck his cock. He might want to fuck you, but under the circumstances that would be tricky. Yes Stephanie, it is up to you. It might sound a bit sudden for you but no one is forcing anything on anyone. If you don't want to suck a cock then just go out with him once then you only have to kiss him. I also live by the rule that if a guy spends more than 30 pounds on you on the first date then a good blow job is definitely in order. 30 pounds is a lot of money. It is not right that a girl should just take it. And it is not like you are fucking the guy. It is just a blowjob. Any questions? Is that clear?"

"Yes", I mumbled "Are you angry with me Lucy?"

"Oh come here" she said hugging me "I am not angry. I would have been angry if you had known the rules but you didn't. But now you do. So don't let Danielle suck your little cock any more young lady unless you are willing to do the same. Promise me?"

"I promise" I replied "It wont happen again I wont let her"

"Well whether you let her suck your cock is up to you. I don't care. But how you behave afterwards is my concern. We have the sisterhood of girls to worry about. And with the boys, remember what I said. Promise me that if you decide to date then you will behave accordingly. Promise?"

"Yes" I replied.

"Good girl."

Lucy gave me a big hug, told me to get changed into my pink pyjamas and get some sleep.

"Dear Diary. It is difficult to write this today. Everything is so confusing. I like being a girl because I am more sensitive to things. I have been thinking about it. Yes I cry more but that is because some things feel more important now. How Lucy thinks and how Danielle feels. My friendships are so important. I guess I have the hormones to thank for that. So I love being a girl because I am more sensitive."

Looking at this entry the next day Lucy made a very good point. She said that had I known I was going to turn into a big sobbing emotional mess when I was still James I would have hated the idea. Only when you feel these emotions. Only when your body chemistry allows you to feel what it is really like to think like a girl can you understand.

It was back to school on Monday. My was also getting more used to my school clothes. They seemed drab compared to the other clothes I wore. All the other girls, including Danielle, wore their skirts rolled up at the waist so that they became shorted. I started to do this so I would fit in better. There were also subtle changes I made as I became more aware of how the other girls were viewing me. It is true when they say girls dress for other girls. Well, it is true most of the time. I started wearing dark tights or even stockings sometimes. It was so much less drab, well OK, more sexy, than skin coloured tights. And a few changes to my makeup that Lucy helped me with. Darker mascara, bolder lipstick, maybe even a little perfume.

By the end of my second week at school things were actually not to bad. Of course I was still terrified of being found out, as was Danielle, but the more time went by without anyone discovering us the more confident we became. We were definitely best friends. No physical stuff had happened between us all week. Danielle hadn't started any more of that and I certainly wasn't going to after the promise I had made to Lucy.

By Friday afternoon, we were both looking forward to the weekend. Danielle and I had plans to hang out together most of the weekend, maybe go shopping or catch a movie. Danielle insisted I start watching chick flicks and I had noticed already how the my new body chemistry had altered the TV shows I was watching. But at 4 pm after class Danielle said she was going to be busy. She was really apologetic but said that Danny had finally asked her out to the movies that night. She was so excited about it that I couldn't be too disappointed. In fact we both rush home to her house to help her pick out an outfit. While she was in the bathroom I picked out what I thought she should wear on her hot date. She had one little bright red silk dress she looked really sexy in. It was a little dressy for the movies but she looked fantastic. After a little persuasion Danielle agreed to wear it. Dropping her towel she started to dry herself. She was totally naked and wasn't at all shy as she towelled herself dry.

"I better make sure this is tucked away well tonight" said Danielle drying her cock. "Look I am already getting a little excited."

Indeed her cock had started to swell under all the attention it was receiving and was now almost fully erect. I found myself staring at it my mouth agape in fascination. "Stop staring"! giggled Danielle. "If you shut that mouth I might just make use of it!" she laughed.

It took Danielle over an hour to get ready. She wore matching red lipstick and shoes for her dress. She was gorgeous. If I was a real guy I would definitely have wanted to make a pass at her. I mean if I wasn't dressed as a girl.

She was meeting Danny at a café near the cinema and I headed home. I had a quiet night in. I had some lingerie to wash and also I had time to do my nails and pluck my eyebrows.

Danielle called me just after 1am. She was so excited and wanted me to come over to her house. Her folks were away which was why she was able to stay out so late. I sneaked out of the house, leaving a little note on my bed in case I was missed. Thirty minutes later I was in Danielle's. She was still dressed in her red dress.

"So?" I asked, desperate to hear how my friend's date had gone. "What is he like?"

"Oh he is lovely", replied Danielle "a real gentleman." We sat at the back of the cinema and he was so shy. It was really sweet. It must have taken him half the movie to put his arm around my shoulders."

"Did he kiss you?" I asked excitedly.

"Oh yes, lots. He kissed me in the cinema and then he drove me to lover's lane after the movie. You know, overlooking the hills."

I remembered what Lucy had told me about the responsibilities of girls. "So you must have done stuff to him when you parked. What did you do?"

I could feel my little cock starting to strain against my white satin panties, a reminder to myself of my attraction to beautiful girls. And that was what Danielle was this evening. Even if I knew she had a large cock tucked tightly away in her bright red panties, she was definitely beautiful.

"Oh it was so sexy Stephanie" Danielle started. "He was so strong and manly. I wasn't expecting it. Totally different to our sweet girly practice session. He kissed my so forcefully and then started to play with my breasts. I must have cum almost immediately in my panties I was so horny. And the best bit is he let me suck his cock. It was so lovely. Such a big strong cock. Not like your little clit Stephanie. Sorry, I don't mean to be rude but iIt was a huge real man's cock. I was so surprised at its size and musky manly taste."

"Wow, you sucked his cock?" I asked giggling with excitement.

"Thanks to my practice on your little clit I think I did a pretty good job too" she continued. "I took my time, slowly playing with his balls. I knew I could make him cum but I wanted to give him as much pleasure before he did. And when he finally came I swallowed it all. There was so much and he came so forcefully. I swear I almost chocked on that huge manly cock. Oh Stephanie, we are so lucky to be pretty girls. There is so much fun we can have."

Danielle went to on describe in great detail what had happened between her and Danny over the course of the evening. She had tasted his come twice and had had a lot of difficulty in making sure Danny had not gotten his hands inside her lacy red panties.

"I was so worried. I had to keep on sucking his cock just so he would be distracted. I must have spent half the night with his lovely cock in my mouth."

But the real bombshell came later. Danielle had arranged for a double date with them too plus Danny's friend Nick and myself. I flatly refused.

"Oh come on Stephanie, Nick is so handsome."

"I don't like guys" I protested.

"You have to come. Otherwise Danny will think I don't have any friends. Please come Stephanie. At least for dinner and the movie. You can go home after that."

The work dinner and movie sent alarm bells off in my head. I immediately recalled what Lucy had said about the rules of being a girl.

"OK" I replied, "But I am definitely paying for my own dinner and my own cinema ticket.

"Yes!" squealed Danielle in excitement. "this is going to be so much fun. What are you going to wear?"

"Oh I don't know. I will have to see what I have."

It was late and I arranged to meet Danielle again the next afternoon so we could plan our outfits.

The next morning I told Lucy and Mum what was planned for the evening. They were also very excited.

"That is wonderful" mum said, "I am so glad my new daughter is fitting in to her new life. If I didn't know better I would have said you are just another teenage girl goin on her first date."

"Come on upstairs" said Lucy, dragging me towards the stairs. We have so much to plan."

Upstairs we laid out all my clothes. We went through them all and finally decided on my white dress. It was quite figure hugging but Lucy said it was one of her favourites on my and hugged my hips. It was casual yet quite smart looking. Underneath I was to wear matching white bra and g-string so I didn't have any panty line.

I jumped in the shower to get myself all clean. It was still two hours before I met up with Danielle, but perfection takes time.

"Oh Stephanie" said Lucy hugging me as I came out of the shower. "I remember my first date. I was so excited. I didn't know what to expect. But remember what I said. A girl reaps what she sows. So take your purse and money if you are not sure what you want to do with Nick. Anyway, I think no more than a kiss on your first night. So don't go parking in lover's lane or anything."

"Of course not" I replied.

Lucy saw me wince as I bent down.

"Are you OK" she asked?

"Its OK, it is just my breasts. They seem really tender."

"Oh that will be the hormones. Let me go and get the removal lotion and we will see what is going on underneath the silicone breasts."

10 Minutes later I was standing in front of the mirror staring at a real pair of b-cup breasts.

"Wow" said Lucy "mum said that the doctor had given her some new experimental hormone treatment but that was faster than we expected. How do they feel?"

I raised my hands and gently felt my new budding breasts. There was no denying that they felt wonderful. My nipples were larger and more sensitive and they seemed so feminine.

"Will my bras still fit?" I asked Lucy.

"We have some others for you little sis. Mum and I knew this day would come so we got well prepared."

And so I now had a new collection of bras to go with my new real breasts.

"Just because you have real breasts it doesn't mean you have to start offering them to the boys" Lucy joked.

"Not funny" I laughed back. I already knew the power of breasts. I already knew that no real man could walk past a pair of breasts without at least checking them out. These were a little smaller than my silicone breasts but Lucy told me they would grow more.

Lucy got me ready. She insisted I wear my gaff and also a panty liner. Although I protested at this she explained that sometimes not everything goes as planned and the hormones would lead to dribbling from my clit if I got excited (Lucy had also started to call it my clit now).

"As the hormones take effect you will find that your clit responds more like a girls pussy. It will dribble when excited. You will still be able to have orgasms but they will become more powerful and more frequent. Well that's what it said on the packet anyway."

I met up with Danielle at about 5pm a full hour before we were meeting the boys. Danielle was wearing a pair of leggings and a short top showing her midriff. She looked very sexy as always. But all she wanted to talk about was me and nick.

"Try to be nice to Nick, Stephanie" he is Danny's best friend.

"Of course I will" I said hugging Danielle "you are my best friend. I wont mess it up for you. I promise."

The boys picked us up in Nick's Dad's car. Nick was slightly older and already had his licence. We went to a pizza place first. Danny was sitting next to Danielle and was all over her. I spent most of the meal trying to touch her and Danielle was shamelessly encouraging her. Nick was sitting next to me and we were making polite conversation, both trying to ignore the romantic couple the other side of the table. Nick was very nice. He asked all sorts of questions and seemed really interested in me. What sort of music I like, my favourite movies. The usual chat up stuff I guess. He also complimented me a lot. He kept telling my how nice I looked and how much the dress really looked good on my. I was very flattered. It is always nice to be appreciated.

"You look great as well" I told Nick, trying to return the compliment. I am sure Lucy would have insisted I do that if she was here.

We went off to the bathroom after the meal to freshen up our makeup before the movie.

"Oh Danny is lovely" I told Danielle encouragingly "He is perfect for you."

"Isn't he handsome" she asked me "I can't wait to suck his cock again"

I laughed at that "You are such a tart" I said.

"Do you like Nick? He kept of flashing glances at your breasts. He definitely likes you."

I had told Danielle about my new breasts and she thought they were wonderful. She had said it was perfect that I had my first real part of a girls body for my first real date as a girl.

"He is just being polite" I said.

"Will you let him kiss you. He is sure to try" Lucy said.

"Certainly not" I replied. "I will be paying for my own dinner too."

I was just putting my pink lipstick back in my handbag at this point and suddenly felt my stomach drop. Where was my purse?

"Oh no. my purse" I gasped.

"It was on my bed" said Lucy. "Didn't you pick it up?"

"No. Oh no. You will have to lend me some money Danielle."

"Sure, but I cant lend you any now because I didn't bring any. Danny insisted on paying for everything. He knows that I will definitely suck his cock again if he pays for everything."

This was a disaster. We were miles from Danielle's house and there was no other option than to let the boys pay for dinner. That meant one thing. Lucy's words echoed in my head...

"If a guy buys you dinner then at the very least you should kiss him. If you don't want to kiss him then you can pay for your own dinner" She had said. And I had promised her. I was going to have to kiss Nick if he wanted me to.

"I am sure Nick wont mind paying" said Danielle. "And I am sure you can find a way to thank him."

We went back to the table. The boys were there. I looked at nick a little differently now. Could I really kiss this guy? I mean he wasn't ugly or anything. If I had to kiss a guy then I guess I would have chosen a guy like Nick.

At the cinema, which the boys also paid for, it wasn't long before Danielle and Danny were making out in the seats next to us. Nick was faster than Danny had been on Danielle's first date, and put his arm around me pretty much as soon as the lights went down.

By the time the movie had started he was pulling me close to him. I had had about 30 minutes to think this through. I wouldn't let Lucy down and I wouldn't let Danielle down. I was going to kiss Nick. I had already made that decision. How bad could it be.

"You are so pretty" said Nick leaning over and whispering in my ear. "Can I kiss you."

I wasn't expecting to be asked permission.

"Yes" I said softly.

Nick cupped my chin and turned my hear towards him. His eyes met mine as we moved close together. His kiss was much different to the kiss Danielle had given me. It was soft and gentle but at the same time powerful. It was, as Danielle would say, a real man's kiss. By half way through the movie He was all over me. I tried to slow him down but boys can be so insistent and persuasive. He would continue to keep moving his hands towards my chest. I removed them time and time again but the sexier I felt and the more turned on I became the easier it was to just let him have his fun. So it wasn't that long before he had unbuttoned my dress and had slipped a hand over my white bra. Now, Danielle had said that the fake silicone breasts gave the same sensation as real ones. That is essentially true. But there is something about having your real breasts touched. Something about having a man fondle your real nipples that cant be matched.

And Lucy was right, I could feel my clit leaking. I was cumming under Nick expert touch. He seemed to know exactly how to please me. I was a total mess, moaning out loud at one point which make Danielle giggle.

Nick eventually managed to manoeuvre my hand onto his lap. He did it quite subtly by sort of massaging my arm and then letting it drop onto his lap. But I got the message.

I had already done the sums. Dinner and a ticket came to about 23 pounds. So Lucy would not be upset if I didn't suck Nick's cock. But I was sure for that price she would expect me to give him a hand job. If I had to do it I just didn't really want to do it in the cinema. It was at that point that I made a decision to let the boys take me to lovers lane with Danielle. Danielle had been trying to persuade me in the restaurant and I had refused. But if I had to give Nick a hand job then I definitely didn't want to do it here. There were too many people around.

Again I had a huge array of mixed feelings. One part of me will filled with dread. Just three weeks ago I was a regular guy listening to regular music and wanking every day over cute teenage girls with great tits. Three weeks later and I was the cute girl with great tits. Of course cute teenage girls end up giving boys hand jobs. How could I have been so naive? I shouldn't have been surprised. I should have expected this all along. And it was this part of my that was most worried. Where would all this lead? Would me wanking Nick's cock be the end of it? I still had over 6 months as a girl. Could I really expect that this would be the end. It had been such a stupid mistake forgetting my purse. I could only be thankful that we hadn't eaten somewhere more expensive.

Before we left for Lover's lane Danielle and myself went to the ladies room to freshen up again. We were both concentrating very hard on making sure that our lipstick was not messy and that our eye makeup was OK.

"Stephanie, I am so happy you and Nick are getting on so well. Isn't he handsome. You must be so pleased he likes you. Is he a good kisser?"

I thought about that a while. It cold not be denied that he had made me feel very sexy. In fact I had to change my panty liner because it was so damp. All my girly cum had made a real mess of my first one.

"Yes, he is a great kisser" I admitted.

"Oh Stephanie, I am so happy for you. You were so excited in the cinema I could hear you moaning at one point."

I blushed.

"And I am so happy you are coming to Lover's Lane with Danny and I. Isn't that exciting. We are going to make out together. Are you going to suck Nick's cock? Oh you should definitely try it. I wanted to suck Danny's cock in the cinema but thought we might get caught so only wanked his big cock a while. I am definitely going to suck Danny's cock. I think Danny and me should be in the back seat. You and Nick in the front seat. Then I can suck Danny's cock really well with the extra room. Are you going to be OK sucking Nick's cock in the front seat?" Danielle asked.

"Oh, I think I might just give him a hand job. He only paid for dinner and the cinema." I said.

"Well up to you but I think you should definitely suck it. Oh, what I have leant in the last few weeks. Sucking cock is just the best. I wasn't sure I would like it but it is just so yummy. And Nick has been so nice."

Nick drove us to Lover's lane. There was a car park there, dimly lit with street lights. We were the only car there. Danielle and Danny immediately started making out in the back. I occasionally glanced back to see hands exploring each other. It was clear that they were going to be getting into some serious heave petting.

Nick on the other hand was already picking up where he left off in the cinema. He was kissing me and playing with my breasts. Except this time he had slipped and hand around my back and had unclipped my bra. I could feel my breasts free from my white lacy bra and immediately replaced by his hands. He was a little rougher this time. His hands playing urgently with them. He seemed to know exactly how to make me weak at the knees. I was helpless at one point my head leant back as he kissed my neck and moved his hands down to my nipples.

I decided now was the time. And in fact it didn't seem so bad. I really was extremely turned on and suddenly understood what Lucy had really meant. I actually wanted to return the favour to Nick. I wanted to make him feel as good as I was feeling. And I knew how to do that. I wanted to play with his cock. Both hands went to work on his belt and he helped my slip his jeans and shorts down. I could already hear Danielle slurping on Danny's cock in the back seat and hoped that I could make Nick cum with just my hands. Maybe he was expecting similar treatment.

"Haha" I thought to myself "you have been nice to me Nick but not that nice!"

And suddenly I had my hand on his thick cock. He was also quite long. It was difficult to tell in the dark but I easily had room for both my hands to work up and down his shaft. One hand then went down to his balls. I remembered the lesson Danielle had given. Maybe that practice was coming in handy. I cupped his balls with one hand and continued to wank his hot cock with the other. The car was getting very steamy now. I could hear Danny moaning in the back seat. I knew how he felt. Danielle was very skilled with her mouth.

Danny was cumming then and he let everyone know it. They were silent after that for a little bit before Danielle started to giggle. I looked back at her and she had cum all over her face.

"Did you suck Nick yet?" she asked out load. "Did you know guys that poor Stephanie here has never given a single blowjob?"

"Shut up" I said, but already Danny was laughing.

"Well maybe she should try now" said Danny. "How about it Stephanie. Why don't you give Nicks cock a little kiss."

"Shut up mate" said Nick, obviously embarrassed for either himself or me. Why don't you two go for a walk or something."

"You are no fun" said Danny and within a couple of minutes Danny and Danielle were out of the car walking off arm in arm.

"Sorry about that" said Nick.

"That's OK" I replied, "thanks for getting rid of them." I leant forward and gave him a sweet kiss on the cheek. And I really meant it. `My man' had come to my rescue and defended my honour. The hormones really were causing all sorts of strange emotions. And at that moment I added a sort of girly gratitude to the list. I knew now why girls like to feel safe around guys. Nick had just made me feel safe.

"Is it true?" he asked shyly? "have you never given a blowjob?"

I nodded.

"I just guessed you were more experienced. I mean Danielle seems more experienced."

"She is not that experienced" I said slightly moodily. "it is just she hasn't had the opportunity until this year and now she is going a little crazy."

"And what about you Stephanie? Have you ever had the opportunity?"

"Yes" I said, "just last week", thinking about Danielle's cock in my hands just inches from my lips. But I wasn't about to tell Nick about that!

"But you didn't? Why not?"

I thought for a while "Because I didn't want to" I eventually replied.

There was more pause. I still had Nick's balls in one hand and his still hard shaft in the other. I was subconsciously still wanking his off slowly.

"And do you want to now?" Nick added.

"I don't know" I said immediately. I think that answer surprised me more than Nick. It should have been a no. But it was a maybe. I had just completely voluntarily told Nick that I might want to suck his big cock.

"I think I would like that" he said "I would like to be your first, Stephanie. You are so lovely. So pretty. You are so special."

I could feel his hand on the back of my head again. He was pushing me down towards his crotch.

"But..."

But I hadn't said it out loud. I had said that to myself. A final rally against the inevitable. Nick's big strong cock was right there, just inches from my mouth. I was just a sissy girl who knew what was expected of her. I was going to suck my real man's cock. I guess I could have said no. Even then I could have said no. No one was forcing me. But then what? Sitting in the front of cars wanking guys off while all the other girls were being proper girls. What Nick really wanted was my lips around the head of his cock.

He wasn't pushing any more. My head was moving down towards his cock on its own. My mind still working at 100 miles an hour. The rights and the wrongs. But deep down, when you stripped all that away I actually wanted to suck Nick now. Even if he hadn't spent a fortune on me. Even if it wasn't technically expected. If it was going to be anyone then I wanted it to be Nick.

I went straight to the tip of his cock. No messing around licking his balls. Maybe another time. That thought flashed through my head Yes, another time I would lick Nicks balls. Right now I wanted to suck him. I opened my mouth wide. His cock was thick but I managed to slip it between my lips. I sunk my head down, drunk in the musky taste and smell. I heard Nick moan. He liked that. He liked me sucking his cock. I copied how Danielle had sucked my little clit. Of course Nick's was a real man's cock. Not a small girlie cock like mine. I could only manage a few inches because he was so thick. I moved my head up and down, sucking harder. There was still room for my hand on his shaft. I started to wank him into my mouth. He definitely liked that. Both hands occupied now. One hand cupping his balls the other wanking his big cock into my mouth. I could see the marks left by my lipstick on the head of his cock. The glitter of my lip gloss shining in the light. I lifted my head off his lovely cock and licked him clean. I didn't want lipstick on my real man's cock. I looked up at Nick. He was staring down. His eyes glazed with arousal. I smiled at him, my hand holding his cock just at the entrance to my mouth. I gave him my sexiest smile. My tongue just darting out and licking the tip of his cock.

Then back down I went. Nick tensing his muscles. Guiding my head down on to his cock with his hands. Up and down, literally fucking my mouth as if it was a real girls pussy. Now I started to feel out of control. His cock using my mouth. Nick determining the speed and depth of each stroke. Almost choking on his cock. But I felt a shudder down my spine as more of my girl cum oozed out onto my panty liner.

And then Danielle and Danny were in the back seat again. They were watching but I didn't stop. I didn't mind. It was just me and Nicks lovely cock. Nothing else mattered.

"Oh look" I heard Danielle say "Stephanie is sucking her very first cock. She looks so good at it. Nick is really enjoying it. Oh Stephanie, you are such a great little cock sucker. I knew you would be. I knew you would love sucking lovely cocks. Did you make Nick cum yet? Of I am so excited for you to taste your first cum."

Yes, Nick was going to cum soon. I knew that. Deep down I was expecting that. Looking back it could be considered the last moment of any defiance against my fate. There can surely be nothing that is more feminine that to taste a man as you make him cum in your mouth. It was almost a purifying act. A real girls hormone shot. Nick was a real man and I was going to be a real girl if I could make him cum. The idea of giving a guy a blowjob and letting him cum in my mouth would have disgusted me three weeks ago. Now I was on my knees knowing Nick would cum. Hoping Nick would cum. Making Nick cum.

"Play with his balls Stephanie" I heard Danielle say "squeeze them gently. He is keeping all him lovely cum in there. If you suck him really well he will cum for you. Oh yes, I think he is cumming soon Stephanie. Oh you are so lucky. Your very first cum."

Nick's hips stopped moving. He held my face in pace. I could feel the head of his cock swelling slightly. Every muscle in his body seemed to tense. And I felt a spurt in the back of my throat. Nick's first spurt of cum shooting down my throat. And then I pulled his cock out a little and a second spurt hit my lips. This one I could taste as I opened my lips wider to let it drip in my mouth and not down my pretty breasts. it was warm and musky. But it tasted clean and so sexy.

"Oh look at that" squealed Danielle. "Nick is cumming in your mouth. All that lovely cum. Isnt it yummy Stephanie".

Nick released his grip on my head. He had slumped back against the seat exhausted. I remained in place. My head still over the tip of his cock I could feel the last spasms of his orgasm. The last drips of cum seeping from his large cock into my willing mouth. Slowly I lifted my head off his cock closing it as best I could so Nicks hot cum didn't make a mess. Even so I could feel him cum dripping down my chin. My mouth was full of Nicks cum. Should I drink it? Well that's what real girls do. After all what other options were there to me. I swallowed and felt the bulk of his cum slip down my throat. The inside of my mouth was still coated with Nick. Still holding his still erect cock in my hand and still stoking his balls with my other hand lovingly I realised I felt content. I had pleased Nick. I had pleased Nicks large cock and I that pleased me.

I looked down at his shaft. A drop of cum was dripping down the side. I lowered my head. I didn't want the cum to make a mess of Nick's shorts. I obediently continued to clean Nick's cock. Savouring the taste.

Danielle was still talking in the background. Asking me how Nick's cock tasted. Asking me if I liked tasting his cum. But I wasn't focussing on Danielle. Amongst the confined space in the car I was still able to absorb myself in an intimate moment. Not an intimate moment with Nick. He had his head back and was a million emotional miles away. No. this was my intimate moment with his cock.

The boys clearly decided that enough was enough now that both of them had cum. They dropped us off ay Danielle's house where Mum had said I could spend the night. We both showered and slumped down on Danielle's bed. Both exhausted. I fell into a half sleep almost immediately. A vivid dream of Nick's cock. I was being caught sucking Nick's cock by everyone I knew. And I felt ashamed. Ashamed that all the people that knew me as James were now seeing me pleasing a real man with my mouth.

I awoke unrested and went home. I slept most of the morning. Lucy eventually came in with some breakfast for me. She wanted details. I could tell.

"So sleepyhead, how was last night? Was it fun?"

I had already decided to tell Lucy everything. She was the one person I truly trusted. She had helped me through everything this far.

"It was OK, I guess". I replied.

"And nick, did you like him?"

"yes, he was a really nice guy. He took care of me all evening. But I forgot my purse at Danielle's house and Nick had to pay for everything."

"Oh" said Lucy "You should have called me. I would have come down and given you some money. Why didn't you?"

"I didn't think of that" I said.

"Was it an expensive dinner?" asked Lucy.

I told her about the meal and the cinema tickets.

"Did he try to kiss you, Stephanie?" Lucy was now sitting on the bed with her arm around me supportively.

"Yes." I said, ashamed.

"And did you let him?"

"Yes"

"Good, so he should have been happy with that. I think a kiss is quite thanks enough for a pizza. If you go out again then you better take your purse otherwise he might be expecting a hand job or something."

"I gave him a hand job" I told Lucy.

"Really" said Lucy excitedly. "You gave nick a hand job. For a pizza I would have thought a kiss would have been enough for a first date."

"And I gave him a blow job."

"Wow" gasped Lucy. "No way! You sucked off Nick on your first date? Did he make you do it? Were you forced?" she was obviously surprised by my actions. And looking back so was I. I had started the night not even intending to kiss the guy.

"No, he didn't force me. No one forced me"

"So you wanted to?" asked Lucy.

"Yes" I eventually replied.

"Oh Stephanie. Come her and give me a big hug."

I then related the whole story. Lucy listened carefully. Then she gave the sorry some thought.

"Well, a few things." She started "I wouldn't have sucked his cock on the first date. You must have really wanted to suck him to do that on the first date. I am surprised at you actually. Mum and I were worried that you might not fit into your new role as a girl very easily. But I can reassure Mum that we needn't be worried. You have shown no resistance at all to your transformation and in fact in just two weeks are offering guys you have just met blowjobs. Stephanie, it is clear to me from your story that not only did you want to suck Nick's cock but you enjoyed it. And it seems to me very clear that you liked it when he came in your mouth. Don't get me wrong. I love the taste of cum too but I am just surprised that you seem to like it so much. I didn't realise that my only baby brother would so willingly become a little cock sucking girl."

"Also, I don't think we should tell Mum this. She wouldn't be happy. And thirdly, are you planning on seeing Nick again?"

"He said he was going to call me"

"So tell me little sis, if you see him again will you suck his cock again?"

"I don't know" I replied, crying now.

"Well, just so you know. If you have sucked him once then there is not much difference in sucking him again. I mean you have already been a little slut by sucking his cock on the first date. And if you want to you might as well suck his cock more. It sounds like you sucked his cock very well. Not all girls can make a guy come as easily as you make Nick cum. I am very proud of you. Maybe Nick will let you suck his cock again. If he calls" she added.

And he didn't call. A whole week went past and there was no call from Nick. At first I didn't want him to call. I felt disgusted at what I had done. But after a few days I started to wonder why he hadn't. What was wrong with me. Danielle said he was probably just playing it cool. She was still seeing Danny almost every day. By the next Saturday, a whole week after my first taste of cum I started to think that Nick wasn't ever going to call. And that made me feel sad and insecure. I spent more time looking at myself in the mirror when I was getting changed. Criticising my body and face. Looking at my clothes. Trying to find some reason why Nick didn't like me. Maybe I had been a bad kisser. Maybe I had been a bad cocksucker. I mopped around the house. Lucy saw my sadness and tried to comfort me. "Maybe he will call next week" she said. The more time went by the more I wanted him to call.

"It is as though you are in love, or at least infatuated" said Danielle.

I couldn't be in love with a guy. No it was broken pride. After all I didn't even know the guy what was there to love? Lucy explained it better when we had a quiet chat, after a full two weeks of waiting for Nick to call.

"You miss how he made you feel." She explained. "he made you feel special and feminine. He made you feel sexy and desirable. Didn't he?"

She was right. That is how I felt.

"Let me ask you a question. If Nick promised to call only if you sucked his cock again would you agree?"

Lucy didn't need an answer. She knew the answer. And I knew the answer. But it was only now I could admit it to myself. Yes, I would sick his cock again. I wanted Nick to hold me and I wanted to please him and I wanted him to make me feel special. That was a huge moment in my life. That was me accepting my new self. Accepting myself as Stephanie. The consequences hadn't sunk in. The decisions I would have to make in the future about if I ever wanted to be James again. But that would all come later in the story. Because life is not always that simple. There are always complications. And I was about to experience the biggest complication of them all.

Danielle was in tears. It was Wednesday morning. We were on our way to school as she explained how she was sure Danny had felt her cock the night before. He had freaked. They had been making out at his house and Danielle had let him go too far. She hadn't been wearing her gaff and she was sure he had felt the lump. She denied it and ran out of the house. Only time would tell how Danny would react.

"Maybe he will accept you" I naively said "or maybe he will believe you".

But he hadn't believed Danielle. The next few days were awful for her and me. We were both branded as freaks. I went crying home to Mum, sure she would take me out of the school but she said the headmaster had given her assurances that no physical bullying would be tolerated. Mum even gave me the choice of going back to school as a boy. Turning back into James. But Danielle flatly refused to do that and said if I did she would never speak to me again. I would lose my only friend. And would it make any difference? Word had spread that I was a little cocksucker. I would just be an unpopular faggot cocksucker without even Danielle as a friend. Even my breasts would take 6 months to disappear. At least I had Danielle.

So the term continued. And the taunts went on. Life got into a routine, a pretty miserable routine, but a routine nonetheless. My breasts had grown to a c-cup by this point. And I think they had stopped there. My hair was longer, and I had had it coloured with extensions (a birthday present from Mum). My wardrobe was complete, well as complete as a teenage girl's wardrobe could be. I used to hate shopping but somehow now it was different. As a pretty teenage girl I was always conscious of wanting to look sexy, like the other girls in town. I wore a lot of leggings and used push up bras to show off my cleavage. I was playing with myself still regularly but always as Lucy had instructed, rubbing like a teenage girl should do. And I have to admit that it was often thinking of my licking and sucking Nick's cock. That night stuck in my mind. Oh how I wished I could have sucked it one more time. If he had let me suck it again maybe I could feel that special again.

Danielle and I were taking a short cut behind the park. We were late for a hairdressing appointment for Danielle. We were both in our school uniforms. White bras so that they didn't show through our blouses. Matching white cotton panties for me. The route took us into a deserted industrial area behind the station. The moment we turned the corner we knew that had been a mistake. In front of us were two boys and a girl from school. They we all seniors and were clearly drunk.

"Well look what we have here" said Craig, the oldest. "if it isn't our little tranny freaks".

We kept walking but they wouldn't let us through.

"Why the rush?" added Stevie "Off to suck some more cocks?"

Laughter

"Well we got plenty of cock here girls. Do we call you girls?" Stevie added

More laughter. They were surrounding us.

"Fuck off" said Danielle boldly.

"I just think this tranny whore just told you to fuck off Stevie" said Amanda. Amanda was tall, very pretty with her long flowing hair, and one of the most popular girls in school. "You going to stand for that?" she added.

"I'm sorry" I quickly said, apologising for Danielle "Please let us go."

"Not after that outburst" said Craig. "Shall we beat the little bitches up?"

Oh no, so this was it. They would probably beat the hell out of us and leave us for dead.

"Oh please, don't hurt us." I begged.

"Maybe we should let them go" said Stevie.

"Not so quick" Craig added. Craig was a jock. Maybe 6ft 2, blonde, lean and muscular. He was Amanda's boyfriend. Stevie was dark haired, also sporty looking but slightly shorter and stockier.

"Maybe they should suck your cock Stevie, when was the last time you got it sucked anyway" he laughed.

"Fuck off, just cos you got a girlfriend" Steve said.

"Let's have a competition" blurted out Amanda. Let's see which of this little tranny sluts can suck cock better. Come on Stevie get it out."

Stevie initially refused but after some negotiation it was decided that Danielle and I would sick both Stevie's and Craig's cocks in a competition."

Amanda thought this was hilarious "What does the winner get?" she laughed.

"A big fat cock up the arse" laughed Craig.

"And the loser gets pissed on, or beaten up. Yes, the loser gets beaten up and pissed on." Screamed Amanda.

I tried to make a run for it. I was absolutely terrified. But I had changed straight into my three inch heals after school and was easily caught by Craig.

"Lets start with this one." Said Craig. "on your knees cocksucker."

I sank to me knees. Stevie was first apparently and came towards me.

"Name?" said Amanda.

"Stephanie" I said

"Occupation? You better answer correctly you little slut. Occupation?"

"Cocksucker" I said. My head was bowed. Stevie was dropping his jeans and shorts. His cock was swollen but still quite limp. His cock was not as thick as Nick's lovely cock but was longer. He was uncircumcised. His two heavy balls hung below.

"You get over here" said Amanda ushering Danielle onto her knees in front of Craig. "Now you my dear are going to suck by boyfriend's cock. And you are going to make him cum." She said to Danielle who was also looking very scared. "The rules are simple. Whoever makes their man cum last loses. Any questions? Good. Get sucking ladies."

Danielle and I looked at each other. We were now going to be competing to see who was the best cocksucker. Danielle had had so much more practice. She had made Danny cum loads of times. I had only had the chance to suck Nick's large cock that one time. But I wasn't going to give up. I looked ahead at Stevie's cock. I shuffled closer. His cock was now directly in front of me. Danielle had already started sucking hard on Craig's cock. But I had a better idea. I wanted to seduce the cum out of Stevie's cock. I would tease him a little and maybe he could cum faster that way. So I began my holding his cock in one hand and leaning forward to lick his balls. I sat down a little on my legs so I could move under his slightly. Tilting my head back I managed to lick the bottom of his balls. I grasped his hips holding him in place. Sucking gently on one ball at a time I could already feel his cock now fully erect. But I would deal with his long cock later. First I wanted to work my tongue up the length of his shaft slowly. Looking straight up into Stevie's eyes I held his glance as I ran my tongue up and down the front of his cock. He was definitely longer than Nick. At least 8 inches. I could feel his eagerness to get my mouth on the end of his cock. "Not so fast" I thought to myself "when I am ready I will do that". Stevie had his hand behind my neck, gently stroking my long hair, as a thank you or maybe as if he was encouraging me to continue.

Now I was tilting my head sideways, sucking his shaft. Running my mouth up and down on it. Lots of lipstick on his cock but I didn't clean it off. He didn't deserve that sort of attention. I would make him cum. That is all. I could hear Danielle sucking hard on Craig's cock. Craig wouldn't be long now. I had to hurry. I brought a hand up to my mouth and let some saliva drip onto my fingers. I slid my hand between his legs towards the base of his balls. I started to rub ever so gently slowly lifting my hand higher between his buttocks. I could feel his arse now and I had a finger at his entrance. Still looking at him I gently massaged his arsehole. He was enjoying that. Maybe no girl had ever done that to him before. He wasn't clenching his muscles so my finger started to slip inside.

At that moment I slipped my mouth over the tip of his cock. Nothing subtle now. Sinking my head as far down onto his long cock as I could. I felt the tip of his cock pressing against my throat and I resisted the urge to gag. Sucking hard with all my might I could feel Stevie cumming. Like Nick his first spurt had hit the back of my throat and gone straight down. I had won! My man was cumming. Should I pull away and let them all know? Maybe they would be angry if I let any of Stevie's cum go to waste. Better to make sure I didn't miss any of Stevie's cum I told myself. And like Nick I pulled up slightly to capture most of his cum in my mouth. I kept on sucking hard, bobbing my head up and down on his cock fast. More cum filing my mouth. So much cum that I couldn't hold it all. It dropped down his long shaft coating the length of his cock and my hand that was pumping away, urging more cum. Slurping on the end of his cock, I swallowed some of the cum in my mouth to make room for extra. I eventually clamped my mouth still around the head of his cock allowing the last few drops to seep into my mouth.

Eventually I pulled away, off his cock. Sitting back I looked over towards Danielle and Craig. Craig had also cum. Danielle was wiping her chin, looking dazed but no longer scared. Proud if anything.

"That's a draw" announced Amanda "our two little cum loving trannies both made you cum at the same time. Now a bad performance by I heard from my friends you cum very quickly Stevie" she joked.

The boys were tidying themselves up and zipping their satisfied cocks back into their shorts.

"That mean's a tie-breaker" continued Amanda. It was clear that she hadnt finished having her fun. "How about round two. Lets see what these two whores use for pussies. Clothes off ladies, lets see your disgusting whore arses. NOW!" She barked.

We both stripped. It wasn't cold but still the sense of nakedness was extreme in the open.

"Bloody hell" said Stevie, "look at those tits. They look real"

"They are real" I confirmed "it is hormones"

Stevie and Craig were both clearly impressed grinning at our chests. Amanda was equally surprised but annoyed that her boyfriend was ogling breasts that could rival hers.

"Shut up" she said to me "You first, come here and bend over."

I bent down in front of her. I still had my panties on but she pulled them down revealing my arse. The boys were behind me so couldn't see my cock. Luckily because it was slightly hard. I blamed that on the extreme situation. I couldn't be actually enjoying this

"Look at her poor excuse for a pussy" said Amanda "Are you a virgin my little cockcusking whore?"

"Yes" I confirmed.

"So Stevie, why don't you come over here and fuck her arse?"

But Stevie had already cum. Both the boys were already getting bored of this game.

"Come on Mand, lets go" said Craig.

"You don't want to fuck their tight arse pussies Stevie? What about you Craig, you are always trying to persuade my to try anal sex."

"lets just get out of here" Stevie said.

"Bitch" said Amanda slapping my arse hard with her hand. It stung, but I felt relieved as she walked away with the boys, finally leaving us alone.

Danielle rushed over and hugged me. We were both shaken, but I could tell from Danielle's cock that she had also found the scene exciting. We got dressed and went back to her house. Her parents were away again which allowed us to shower and she even lent me some clothes to change into. An hour after our ordeal we were sitting in her room, cross legged in her bed actually laughing about the situation.

"It could have been so much worse" I said. "Can you imagine? They could have beaten us up."

"Craig started to whine when I made him cum. Did you hear him? Like a puppy."

"Haha, and I think Stevie has secret desires, he didn't seem to mind my finger up his arse" I joked.

"You little slut!" replied Danielle "Amanda might be a real bitch but she is right, you are a little cocksucking whore!"

The joking continued. Maybe a way of relief after such a stressful afternoon.

"Can you imaging if they had fucked us!" I said. It would have been so painful. Stevie was so long. There was no way he would have fitted."

I went home shortly after. Lucy was there and could tell immediately something had happened. There was no point hiding it from her. I assumed Lucy would be shocked and probably call the police of something. I didn't cry when I told her everything but I did feel ashamed that it had happened. I felt ashamed telling her.

Thoughtful as ever Lucy didn't rush her response. Eventually, giving me a hug she said how much of a difficult situation it must have been.

"But that is all part of being a girl, little sis."

"What?" did I hear her correctly. "You're not going to call the police? No police? Why not?"

I didn't want the police called. I certainly didn't need that sort of publicity. But I was surprised Lucy was less angry about the boys.

"Boys will be boys" said Lucy. "They didn't hit you did they?"

"Amanda hit me" I protested.

"Amanda spanked you Stephanie, there is a difference" Lucy quickly replied soberly.

"So they just asked you to suck their cocks? Did they threaten you if you didn't?"

"Well they said that the one who makes their guy comes last will get beaten up."

"So in fact they threaten to only beat you up if you sucked cock badly. Correct?"

"Well..er...yes, I guess."

"And you sucked Stevie's cock, yes? Did Stevie hit you? Did he touch you at all?"

"No. Well yes, he stroked the back on my neck when I was licking his big balls."

"Does that seem like violent behaviour? It seems more like a pretty teenage girl on her knees pleasing a young man, sucking on his cock while he strokes her hair. And isn't Stevie a popular senior at school? Most girls would be more than happy to be in your position. Did you like sucking his cock, Stephanie?"

I didn't know how to answer this. And I hadn't really thought about it. I might as well be honest with Lucy. I trusted my sister above all else.

"Well I was scared to start with. But then I really wanted him to cum. I think most of it was cos of the competition. But even if we were not going to get beaten up for losing I think I would want to make Stevie cum first. I don't know. It is just that...I wanted to feel powerful...to show myself that I could make Stevie cum in my mouth. Even though he hated me, I could make him cum."

"Did you make a mess of your panties?"

"Yes," I replied ashamed. That was the real test. Had my little clit leaked into my panties.

"Oh Stephanie my dear." Lucy held me closer, hugging me. "There is no reason be feel ashamed. Loving to suck cock is one of the very best things about being a girl. Yes, it is powerful. Your mouth, covered in lovely feminine lipstick sliding over a long thick cock. What could be more lovely? I think it is wonderful how much you love to suck cock. You have only been a girl a few weeks and already you have made two boys shoot their lovely cum in your mouth. You must be a very talented cocksucker."

Lucy left it at that. Lying in bed that night, in my simple cotton hip length nightie I tossed and turned, the events of the day revolving through my mind. And as I slipped into a state of half sleep, half dream images flash backed in my mind. Slipping restlessly in and out of sleep I realised that the day had been on of the most erotic of my life. I realised that I was stroking my leaky clit, seeking relief, eventually falling into a deep contented sleep with images of Stevie's cum dripping onto my white blouse, me trying to stop the mess by clamping my mouth over his overflowing cock.

Much to my relief, nothing was said by Stevie or Amanda at school over the next couple of weeks. Danielle and I were largely ignored. And soon the Christmas break was upon us. A whole month away from school. Mum was going to the New York for a three week training workshop. She had been delaying it until the holidays so Lucy could look after me while she was away. So the day after school ended mum was on the train to the airport.

The holiday was different to usual holidays, as you can imagine. Most days I would meet up with Danielle, go shopping or just hang out at each others houses. Danielle was much more forward with guys than I was. Such a flirt. Always looking over her shoulder smiling at cute guys as we walked past them. On more than one occasion she disappeared with some guy for a couple of hours It was no mystery because I would get all the details when she called my later.

It was this time that Mum got offered the job at the New York office. Starting immediately the offer was too good to decline. Lucy and I would stay in the UK while mum got established. Mum would come back as often as she could. The sense of freedom was very exciting and I could let Lucy was also looking forward to the independence. When term started again Danielle and I found we were spending more and more time missing classes, out shopping when we should have been studying. Lucy was none the wiser, as long as I arrived at home eventually or even just a phone call to say I would be staying over at Danielle's.

We spent an increasing amount of time in the West End of London. Danielle loved the shopping there, and always seemed to find some guy interested in her. For me, I wasn't interested in that. Well at least I tried to stay uninterested. Of course it is flattering when a guy would look at you or complement you. And lots of guys did. Danielle often got chatting to a couple of even a group of guys. I would stand there submissively, looking coy as she flirted endlessly.

One day, Danielle confided in me that she had a job. I was surprised that she hadn't told me but it did explain why she hadn't been around much the last week.

"Wow, a job? How much does it pay?"

"It depends" Danielle replied, "It is kind of commission based".

"What is it, sales?" I asked.

"Stephanie, if I tell you, you have to promise not to tell anyone, OK?"

"Of course" I replied "You are my best friend, any secret is safe with me."

She have me a hug and while holding me whispered in my ear "I am a stripper."

"No way!" I squealed. "Really? Where? When? Really?"

I shouldn't have been so surprised. Danielle was such a flirt and had such a liberated outlook on life.

"In Soho" she said. "Actually it is a peep show."

"A what show?" I asked.

"A peep show." You strip on a bed. The guys are in private cubicles. They watch you through a glass screen. The pay is great. Last week I made £400 in just three days."

"Wow" I said "Do they ever try to touch you?"

"Don't be silly" they can just see you through the glass. They toss themselves off while you strip."

"You strip all the way? They see your clit?" I enquired.

"Of course. That is what they want. They have different cubicles for different girls. Mine is a tranny cubicle. I can see if I can get you a job if you like."

"No way" I replied. "I cant do that. Lucy would kill me."

"Lucy wouldn't know, and anyway, you can get a job waitressing in the bar outside the cubicles. The pay is not as good but then we can hang out together at work also."

This was a lot to take in. Danielle had honestly shocked me, even by her standards. But I eventually agreed. Not just so I could hang out with Danielle, but the money would certainly help. And in any case, the work was mostly during the slow day shift and it would mean I could skip school more.

My first day at work was obviously nerve-wracking. Having Danielle there helped. I had met the manager over coffee in Starbucks as my interview. My shift started at 2.00pm the same time as Danielle's. We got there early and I was handed my uniform. Quite a uniform! There was a large changing room for all the other strippers and waitresses. Danielle showed me how to apply more tarty makeup. Very red lips. Dark eye shadow. A lot of mascara. I stripped shyly in front of the other girls as I changed. The hot pink tight skirt purposely didn't go down far enough to cover my black g-string panties. My midriff was bare with just a small pink bikini top covering my chest. To finish off I slipped on my new pink 5 inch heels. Danielle was actually more dressed than I was. "More to strip off for the guys" she explained. She was dressed as a nurse, with white g-string, bra and stockings. She also had a small case with her. I asked her what was in it and she just said makeup, which I found curious as all her makeup was in her handbag.

Danielle disappeared off down a corridor and I saw her turn into her "room". She had explained that her session would last about an hour and then she got 30 minutes break when she would come and check on me. The waitressing seemed easily enough. It was a small windowless dingy room with several sofas and partitions for privacy. Guys would come in order drinks and then head off to one of several rooms. I would hear then discussing with their friends where they were going. "Lesbian show I recon", "Lizzy is working today I hope", "Might try the glory hole" There was nothing complicated about the job at all. Most people just order a beer and even if they ordered something more complicated the I would just tell the bargirl. All tips left on the table went behind the bar to be split later by myself and the bargirl. The bar girl, Jenny, was really nice and gave me lots of advise. "You have a great chest Stephanie, and it looks so sexy in that top. Lean over further when you put the drinks own so the boys get an eyeful of your tits. We will get more tips." She laughed when the first guy I served pinched my bare arse. "Haha, don't look so shocked sweetheart. Look he gave a £10 tip. Flirt with the boys as much as you can."

Danielle poked her head around the corner at the end of her first shift and I took a break. We chatted and giggled about how we gone from school boys to female strippers and waitresses in just a few short months. Just an hour into my shift and I had already earned £20, more than my whole weeks allowance from Mum and Lucy. Danielle headed off back for another shift and over the next few hours my pile of tips grew. The guys that came and went were easy to please. Jenny taught me all the tricks. Eye contact with the customers, a cheeky smile, standing really close when serving drinks and even making sure they had a decent close up flash of my butt which more than a few pinched or grabbed. I wouldn't say I was enjoying the job but as the afternoon wore on I because less nervous. None of the guys even suspected that I was really a guy. Jenny told me that trannies like me and Danielle quite often worked in the club. We were the only trannies at the moment but the more adventurous guys were always interested in "chicks with dicks". "Maybe because they know trannies are real sluts" she laughed. "Something about trannies and cum that seems to fit so well." Her words came as a real shock to me. This is how I was being viewed. Not as a boy who had been forced to dress as a girl and was now living as a girl because life without Danielle would be so lonely. People who didn't know my story just saw me as a tranny. And they assumed many things associated with that. They assumed I liked dressing as a girl. They assumed I likes wearing lingerie. They assumed I liked guys. And in the case of Jenny she assumed I liked sucking cock and tasting cum. And the funny thing was that they accepted it. Unlike those at school the next generation just accepted who I was. For the first time since I had slipped into panties I did not feel judged. I actually felt quite emotional.

My shift ended about 7pm when a real girl called Zoe took over. Jenny asked me if I wanted to peek in on Danielle. We giggled as I slipped into a cubicle. The cubicle was just large enough to stand in. I had a musky smell of cum, unsurprising since dozens of guys had wanked themselves off watching Danielle strip. In front of me was a window covered by a blind. I slipped my money into the slot and the blind rose. I was one of three or four people viewing Danielle's room, each of us in adjacent cubicles. As the blind rose further my draw dropped. Danielle was on lying on a pink mattress only feet from the cubicles. Her legs were in the air parted. She was playing with her stiff little clit and at the same time slipping a vibrator in and out of her arse. She moved onto all fours looking directly into one of the windows (luckily not mine). Continuing to play with herself she looked straight into the eyes of the guy in the cubicle, her other hand playing with her breasts and nipples. "Cum for me darling. Let me see your lovely cum" I would hear her saying to the guy. "Oh yes, that's it. All that lovely cum and what a lovely thick cock you have. Oh look at it all dripping on the floor. I wish I could like it clean for you baby."

"What a slut" was my first reaction after the shock of what Danielle's real job wore off. Just then she caught sight of me through the window and smiled, her clit dripping a little cum of her own. She was clearly very aroused by her little show she was putting on. She smiled at me as I slipped out of the cubicle, embarrassed.

Danielle's shift ended shortly after and she was clearly exhausted but buzzing on the thrill of the day. She seemed relieved that I wasn't screaming at her for lying about what she actually did. "Do you have any idea how much money I made today Stephanie, over £300 pounds. My best day yet. How was your day. " I told her all about it but my £85 pounds seemed so small next to Danielle's earnings. I was still relieved that the day had gone well. And I agreed to work at the club more. Over the next two weeks Danielle made a small fortune. I did OK as a waitress, but somehow I was jealous of the money and the attention Danielle would get. I did not want to do what she did but I wanted the money.

A week later things changed. Danielle was actually away for the week, staying with relatives and I was at work on my own. My manager John called me into the office at the start of my shift. "Stephanie, Jenny tells me you are doing a great job in the bar. How would you like a promotion."

"Great" I said, but I don't know how to make most of the drinks."

"Well that's not exactly what I had in mind" he replied "you see we have an opening. One of the girls has gone away and we need a replacement urgently."

"What is the job" I asked.

"It is really simple" replied John. "it is in the glory hole room. You will work alongside Sugar."

"Oh no, I don't want to work in there" I quickly said, starting to stand up to leave.

"Wait Stephanie, let me explain. It is really easy. Sugar will give all the blow jobs. You just have to warm them up. You only play with their cocks until Sugar is ready to finish the job with her mouth. This is how it has always worked. The guys think they are getting personalised treatment when in fact it is just a production line the other side of the wall. They don't know any better. And could earn up to £500 a day."

"Wow, £500 a day. That would be amazing. And I don't have to suck any cocks?"

"Not unless you want to sweetheart" he joked "Actually it is an ideal job for you. Trannies are not everyone's cup of tea but in the glory hole room no one will know you are not a real girl."

"OK", I relied, slightly shocked at my boldness, "But just for a week".

"Thanks Stephanie, you are one of my favourite girls here."

Leaving the room I was so nervous. Sugar was a Chinese girl. She was amazingly beautiful with her hair cut to a short bob and lovely plump lips. If anyone was made for sucking cocks then it was probably her. She was topless wearing just a thin pink g-string. I wondered why she was so naked even though customers could not see her. She showed my into the room at the back of the club. It was a simple small room with soft pillows on the floor. There were 3 holes in one wall at waist height, each just large enough for a cock and balls. These were glory holes.

"It is simple" said Sugar. "They stick their cocks through and we make them cum as quickly as possible. The more cocks that cum the more we make. John told you that I will do most of the sucking. All you have to do is warm they up for me. Wank them off and play with their balls. When I have finished sucking my customer I will take over and you warm up the next one. Here come the first guy. Watch as I show you."

And just like that a long thick uncircumcised cock slipped though one of the holes. Sugar immediately cupped his balls while wanking his cock. She started slowly and I could hear the guy the other side of the wall start to moan. Within a minute she had slipped her mouth over the top of his cock and was sliding his cock in and out of her mouth. Wanking with her other hand it was only a matter of two minutes before he started to cum. Sugar look half the load in her mouth, the other half dripping onto her chest.

"So that's why she doesn't wear any clothes"

The first guy had gone and Sugar was wiping her lips. Reading my mind she said, "You might like to take off your clothes if you don't want to ruin them."

"But they wont be cumming on me" I explained.

"Well you never know. Guys are unpredictable. Listen Stephanie, I know you are a shemale and I think it is cool. Don't be embarrassed around me."

I removed all my clothes except for my black g-string, my clit just hidden by the thin fabric.

"Here, you try this one" Sugar said as another cock slipped through the wall. It was a medium sized circumcised cock, already quite hard. His balls were hairless and felt velvety as I cupped them, imitating Sugar. I started to slowly wank off my first customer. I was getting quite good at this now, learning to judge the best speed and pressure of my hand with his response.

"That's good" said Sugar. "Is it your first time wanking off a guy? Jenny said you were quite innocent".

"No", I replied "I have done it a couple of times."

"Well you are doing great, look a little drop of precum has appeared. I should finish him off. Keep wanking him" she requested.

Sugar knelt beside me and lowered her mouth over the tip of his cock. I continued to wank him, increasing the speed as he started to tense up. I knew from experience that he was starting to cum and Sugar clamped her mouth over his cock as he shot his load. Quite a bit of his cum dripped down the shaft of his cock as Sugar pulled away.

"Now we have to clean him a little. All part of the service." Sugar said. "Either with your mouth or wipe him clean with your breasts or even arse." She stood up and turned with her back to the wall. Holding his limp wet cock she rubbed it all over her arse. The guy could tell what she was doing and I could hear he moaning "Dirty bitch" through the wall.

Another cock appeared through the wall and I started in it immediately. By the time he was dripping with precum, and ready to explode. Sugar moved over and finished him off. Between the breaks in servicing men Sugar explained to me that the three cubicles were next Danielle's peep show cubicles. Customers were cumming quite quickly because the strippers had already got them in the mood. Things got busy later in the afternoon. At one point I was wanking a medium length but very thick cock which was already ready to cum. Sugar was sucking off another guy to my left. Another cock appeared through the third hole. I leant over, taking it in my right hand. Now I was wanking off two guys at the same time. As I was concentrating on the new cock I felt a spurt of warm cum hit my breasts. I hadn't realised he was so close to cumming. As I looked down to see a gloop of cum drip off my nipple a second spurt hit my cheek. The guy pulled out and I was able to use both hands, one still slippery with cum, on the new cock.

Sugar pulled the cock she had been working on out of her mouth, more cum dripping from her. "Hehe" she giggled "Lucky you took your top off.. Here, let me finish that guy off for you."

Things continued to be busy. I must have wanked off twenty cocks in the first few hours. More than one came before I was able to pass them over to Sugar. She was grateful for the assistance as some guys were taking longer to cum saying things like "Thanks for the help Stephanie, I didn't know it was so easy to make guys come without sucking them. Three must have cum on you already." And "wow that guy you are wanking off has a lovely big cock that is actually one I am looking forward to sucking." She even teased me, at one point spotting my clit was sticking over the top of my black panties "Oh Stephanie, how sweet, I noticed your little cock gets harder when the cocks get thicker, hehe"

But she was actually very professional in her work and I could tell she was keen to give the guys as much pleasure as possible. Then the office workers started coming in after work things got very busy. Most of the time I had two cocks in my hands and Sugar was having trouble keeping up."

"Can you finish that guy off for me Stephanie, there seems to be a bit of a backlog." I had a long 9" black cock in my left hand and a uncircumcised 7" white cock in my right. I had already been wanking the white cock for a while and his groaning had become less. He was loosing interest. I increased the speed of my wanking, spitting into my hand to make it wet. The black guy was thrusting in and out of my other hand so that was easy. I could feel the white guy getting impatient.

"Finish him off Stephanie" said Sugar who was not wanking a new cock that had almost instantly replaced her last one. "Wank him, lick him or suck him" she said "I don't care, just make the guy cum. We need to catch up."

As the black cock continued to slide in and out of my closed right hand I decided to suck the white guys cock. I didn't mind actually. It wasn't as though this was a gay thing. No one was here to judge me. Sugar assumed I was into cocks and the guy assumed I was a real girl. In fact, in a weird way it was more normal to suck him off. That is what a real girl would have done. Only a confused sissy would have refused. For once I actually felt like I was fitting in, not a weirdo at all. And with that thought I sank my mouth over the tip of his cock, pulling his foreskin up and down with my lips. He liked that. The black guy was cumming now all over my right hand and I felt some more on my chest. And seconds later the white cock started to shoot thick cum into my mouth as well. I could see Sugar next to me watching out of the corner of her eye. Her spare hand reached over and pulled my panties to the side. My clit instantly sprung to attention. She took my hand, moved it towards my chest, covering it in some of the black guys hot cum and then moved it to my clit. She was inviting me to play with myself while I cleaned the white guys cock with my tongue. I was totally aroused and close to cumming myself as another cock appeared next to me. I instantly moved over, taking it into my mouth. "In for a penny in for a pound" I thought as I felt this new thick cock start the harder in my mouth. One hand his balls and the other on my clit we actually came together. Well if truth be told he came in my mouth which triggered my orgasm. Sugar was smiling, watching me. A rare moment when she didn't have a cock to service. "Stand up" she said "as cum dripped all down my chest. "And turn around." I did as I was told pushing my but towards his sticky cock. "Now we can clean it with your butt" she giggled. "I think you deserve it. She pushed my back leaning me forward, at the same time telling me to part my legs further. She rubbed his wet cock against my but cheeks and then I felt sugar pull the string of my g-string to the side and his cock was being rubbed against my hole. I clenched hard not wanting anything to get in there. But the guy was already to leave. As the last lump of cum dripped down across my arsehole between my cheeks he was already out of the cubicle.

"That was so fucking hot", said Sugar, "I would love to see you fucked. You ever been fucked hunny?"

"No" I replied shyly, wiping cum from my body.

"Don't wipe there sweetheart" she said as I reached around to wipe between my cheeks. "It would be so hot to see someone fuck you using cum as lube. Come over here."

I was scared but in in a daze as Sugar took me over to her customer whose 7 inch cock she was wanking. "Moisten his cock up a little first" she insisted. I leant forward and took his cock into my mouth. I couldn't even taste him as the musky taste of cum was already in my mouth.

"That's right, Stephanie, get his cock nice and wet. Your pussy is going to be really tight if this is your first time" She was speaking loudly, obviously loud enough for the customer to clearly hear. His hips thrust forward more, eager at the idea of fucking a virgin. Sugar's hand had slipped down towards my butt. Hovering just long enough to scoop more cum into her hand she expertly pulled my g-string to one side and started to caress my arse.

"This is your pussy". She whispered in my ear, "Just like a girl you have a pussy solely so men can fuck you. Always remember that". Sugar rubbed a finger across my arse slowly. "As you suck him, remember that his wonderful cock will soon be inside you. He is going to use your pussy to make his cock cum. He likes being in your mouth but I am sure he would like to cum inside you with his lovely cock. Would you like that Stephanie? Would you like him to fuck you tight virgin pussy?

I moaned, a sign that that is what I wanted. And I wanted it so badly. Somewhere deep down I felt that I would become a complete girl if I was fucked. It didn't matter that I could not see the guy. I did not even know what the guy looked like even as I slurped over the end of his magnificent cock. I wanted him inside me. And Sugar was helping me prepare lubricating my arse with warm cum.

"It's time" Sugar whispered "Turn around darling".

I obeyed, releasing the head of his cock from my mouth but holding onto it as I turned around offering my butt to him. With Sugar still holding my g-string to the side she slowly edged me back until I could feel the tip of his cock nudging up against my arse. The Sugar was in front of me, kissing me. I am so happy for you Stephanie, every girl loses her virginity only once. Just relax." And with that she pushed me firmer towards the waiting shaft. I moaned in pain as the head of his cock pushed inside me. The lubricating cum of previous customers meant that the cock could slid in easily and I could feel my customer pushing his hips towards me also. The pain grew and he started to slowly thrust into me. I could feel his balls slap against me as each thrust ended. I was moaning in pain but the pain was subsiding. Until the pain was no longer noticeable. But I was still moaning. Moaning as I was fucked for the first time. Moaning each time the cock thrust deeper inside me. Sugar was playing with my tits, alternating between kissing me and watching me getting fucked. My customer was fucking me harder now. I felt a different sensation. A sensation of being used. Even with him inside me I felt like I was just a vessel for his cock. He was on autopilot now. Thrusting in and out, closer and closer to orgasm. Sugar just held my hips in place.

"He is about to fill you with his cum Stephanie. Push back as he starts to cum. I will get him deeper inside of you" And with that I felt his hips tense up and his cock start to pulsate. Inside I am sure I could feel his hot cum filling me up. As instructed I pushed backwards, offering his cock everything it wanted at that moment. He has stopped pulsating thrusting now but I can still feel his cock pulsating inside me, the last few drops of cum being emptied into me.

And then he pulled out. I heard a zip and and bang as he left the cubicle. He had finished using me and was gone. I was left panting, with cum dripping out of me down the inside of my thigh.

Me shift was essentially over then. Sugar and I were replaced by another couple of girls and I want to shower. When I came out Sugar had left. I felt alone, almost in shock as the reality of what had happened sunk in. But I felt strangely content, like I had achieved something for myself. Like my journey had somehow been completed. There were to be many more nights and days like that. My butt was used by many men and I made a lot of money. Some of the guys I even fell a little bit in love with. I remember back to when all this started. When I was a boy. Haha, how long ago and far away that seems now. But I do remember wondering what makes girls tick. I remember trying to understand them. Now I understand them completely. I understand the need to look good, the need to be found attractive, the need to be sexy. I also understand the feeling of security there is being around a man you can trust, and the things a girl will do to make him stay around. In that sense, every kiss I have given guys, every cock that has passed between my lips, all the cum that has been shot inside me, it is all gratitude to men for making me feel female, and making me feel safe.