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Authors: Jennifer Campbell

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"It's me, I guess. I covered it up for a long time, but I thing I always wanted this. I even remember watching my older sister play with her dolls and stuffed animals and thinking how I like to be able to do that, but I knew what my parents would do if they saw me playing with dolls.” I paused and then laughed.

"What's funny?” Laura asked.

"Just remembered something else. Things keep coming back to me. My second girlfriend, when I was a junior in high school, I remember telling her this violet top she was wearing was so pretty and it went with her eyes.” It was a precious moment in tiem to me now.

"How did she react?” Laura's hand went to her mouth like she was surprised to hear I'd said such an odd thing for a teenage boy to say.

"She stared at me for a while like it hadn't registered with her and then she finally said thank you, but in less than a month she dumped me for a guy on the basketball team.” It had hurt then, but now I understood. She wanted a man.

We were almost done when Laura shouted. “No, let me get you something else.” She ran back to the bedroom and came back with a sexy pink and white baby doll nightie she had selected for me. “This will show off those breasts so much better, Stacy. It will make you crazy hot.” When she insisted I slipped it on the silky, soft fabric did make me feel sexy. Looking at myself in the bathroom mirror, I saw this sexy blonde hottie with a bust-line which went beyond my imagination. Suddenly I realized I was in the fast lane speeding toward going full femme and I didn't really want to slow down.

It was about an hour or so later and we were all comfortably sitting in my living room drinking the deliciously salty tequila drinks April and Anita had made. Dressed only in my lingerie, I had imbibed two already and I was feeling my newfound femininity to the hilt. We were all talking and I felt like just one of the girls.

Then April turned and asked me a question which brought the harsh reality of my situation back to me. “So, Stacy, do you think someday you'll want to go all the way, have gender reassignment surgery?” April's question came out of the blue and it stunned me making me choke a little on my drink. I was so shocked I couldn't respond immediately.

"Did you hear me, Stacy? I asked if you'd consider having your balls cut off and your little penis turned inside out and made into a vagina.” After her graphic description of the operation, April turned to Laura.

"She's cute, but wouldn't you like Stacy a lot more if she had a pussy, Laura?” April intentions seemed to be to embarrass me and I wondered why this sudden change.

Laura was also surprised for a moment at April's bluntness, but she overcame it. “Yah, I guess I would. I'd feel like we could be real girlfriends if she was like me."

"See, Stacy, one vote for losing your balls. How do you feel? April cooed her question to me.

I was still unable to speak. It was just too daunting a question and one which I'd not yet considered.

"I guess the cat's got her tongue, girls, or she doesn't trust us. I mean she should be more open with her friends, don't you think, Anita?” April's tone changed to an annoyed whine.

Anita piped in her two cents. “Yes, women share their feelings, not like men. I guess she isn't really committed to this. I know I'd feel closer to her if she had the operation. Then she'd be one of us."

"Definitely, she'd be our girl.” April confirmed and then added. “It's too bad she went this far only to see she wasn't really committed."

In the face of all this peer pressure I felt I had to say something, but what should I say? “I am committed. I do want to be a girl and be like you. I just haven't thought about the end . . . I mean I just never considered I'd have to decide now. Can't I . . ."

April actually interrupted me not allowing me to finish the sentence. “Yes, perhaps it is too early, shame on me for pressing you.” April gave me a mischievous grin and I suddenly realized she was never going to make me answer.
She only wanted to make me think about it, to put it out there on the table so to speak, but why?

Three hours later it was quite a different situation. Laura and I were sitting together on the couch and she had stripped down to nothing but her black thong panties. She had remarked to me how it was nice to be able to strip before a guy and walk around naked without him getting a hard-on and wanting sex, but then she laughed and said how she didn't really see me as a guy anyways.

As I watched her there was little question in my mind how turned on she was. Her nipples were erect and she kept touching her nubile young breasts and occasionally running her fingers down to her panties to touch her sex through the thin material.

However this brought up a question I hadn't considered. How would I have sex with a hot, young woman like Laura? Would she want my tongue in her pussy as I now did at least daily for Lady April, or was she thinking of different variations? I was sexually aroused, but with my chastity still firmly in place I had no cock to satisfy her with and part of me was thankful for that fact. I apparently hadn't done a good job satisfying women as a man so perhaps it would be best to keep my seemingly inferior male organ locked up. However one thing remained the same as before; the sexual desire for sweet Laura's body and I assumed it was a thirst I'd never lose.

April and Anita had gone off to my bedroom to, as they explained, change into something more comfortable, but I wondered if perhaps there was more going on in there than changing clothes.

"What does April have you do to serve her? I mean if you're her slave, you must serve her sexual needs, right?” Laura moved closer to me and pressed her warm body to mine.

"I eat her pussy every day, sometimes more often. She just comes up and opens her legs and I know what is expected.” I let my hand slowly go down to my pink panties and a touched the hard plastic of my chastity. Inside there was turmoil, male desire being suppressed by technology, but I felt good to not feel the jutting rock-hard flesh. Just smooth flowing feminine lines.

Laura must have seen where my hand went and she let her hand touch the fabric stretching over my new breasts before it ran down over my belly and right to my chastity. “Does it hurt to have it locked up? Do you want me to ask April for the key?"

"No, it's fine, just a little uncomfortable pressure, but I'm used to it. This may sound crazy, but I think I like the idea of it not coming between us. You can still do things to pleasure me and I hope you want me to pleasure you. It's what I most think of now, giving pleasure to others, it makes me feel good.” I knew what I was saying and I knew why, it was the mantra of any sub.

"Wow that sounds so good. You are like a girlfriend, Stacy. I'm liking you more and more.” She hugged me, pressing her real live breasts into my bare shoulder.

In a moment of understanding, I turned my head and kissed her and the kiss was returned more passionately than I ever imagined. “Can I give you pleasure, Miss Laura?” She had to say yes because I wanted to serve her so much.

"Yes, but call me Laura. I want us always to be friends, girlfriends with privileges.” She giggled, but her words sounded like heave to me.
I have a girlfriend.

Laura pulled her thong down and kicked it off her foot making it land halfway across the living room. She opened her legs wide and fingered her shaven pussy before looking at me. “One rule, Stacy, which I'm going to insist on every time you eat me. Don't stop no matter how many times I shake or scream, just keep going until I push your head away, understand?"

I nodded. “Why do you want that?” I was curious.

Again Laura giggled. “I'm multi-orgasmic and I can go on and on if my partner keeps up the stimulation. Guys, and some girls, always assume I'm done when the first quivers subside and it sucks."

Soon I was immersed in the sweet taste of Laura's pussy mingled with the salty taste of margaritas. She was right, she kept going and going like a sexual Energizer bunny, but I loved it. Between each of her orgasms, Laura ground her soaked cunt against my face like she was fucking my face and I felt helplessly intoxicated by the scent of her pussy juice. Finally when my neck was sore, she succumbed to clitoral sensitivity and she pushed my head away.

"No more, girl, I can't cum again.” Laura gasped and no doubt to her it was just what she said when she was sated sexually, but the words brought tears to my eyes. She had called me girl, her girl.

We were just getting ourselves together when a familiar voice came from the bottom of the stairway. Anita stood there in a black nightie and behind her stood Lady April.

"There's an example of what my Stacy does best right now. She's good, isn't she Laura?” Reaching between her gorgeous breasts, April snagged the chain with my key attached off her neck and passed it forward to Anita.

"Yah, she's very good. Stacy keeps going as long as you want. She's very disciplined.” Laura remarked.

"I'd take credit for that, Laura, but she was always good with her tongue, even when she was Scott.” April smiled and turned to Anita.

"Go ahead and unlock her clitty. Tonight's her lucky night. The sissy bitch is gonna get fucked. I'm going to take her virginity.” April's remark only confirmed what I had suspected most of the day, but when Anita moved toward me she revealed something more shocking. The naked April was only wearing an alarmingly large, flesh-toned, strap-on dildo. It jutted from her crotch held on by black straps wrapped around her waist and ass cheeks to hold it tightly in place and it bobbed as she moved toward me.

When Anita bent over me with the key I was oddly apprehensive about having my clitty released. Right now after pleasing Laura I was feeling sublimely feminine with her juices and fragrance still lingering on my pretty face, but releasing me would make me feel male again.

"My Lady, does it have to be released? Can't it stay locked up?” I had no sooner said it when Anita slipped the key in the lock.

"I'm afraid so, you need to cum. It's not good for your insides to be blocked up for too long. Don't worry you'll be back inside soon and feeling better.” April's ruling on my plea was disappointing, but I did not complain further.

"No what do I do? It's unlocked, but how does it come off.” Anita's plea for assistance made April laugh.

"Go ahead and take it off, Stacy, but no touching your clitty.” As April gave me permission to free my trapped sex she tossed a tube at Laura.

"You seem like you're close to my bitch, Laura, so would you do the honors of taking out her plug and lubing her.” April didn't sound jealous of Laura's newfound friendship with me and that was a relief for me.

Laura looked at the tube and then looked at the cock latex monster jutting from April's crotch. “Yah, no problem, but are you sure she can take that thing. It's a big cock.” Laura seemed concerned as was I.

"It's smaller than the plug and I intend to proceed carefully. Don't worry, by now she's properly stretched and she's going to love it, you'll see.” April sounded confident and I trusted her.

Laura looked at me and winked. “Well, girl, are you ready to lose it?"

Am I ready?
It was a complex question, but I concentrated on how I felt. If you're born male and raised in the rituals of that heterosexual relations there is no way to rationalize what was about to happen to me, but I had abandon my masculinity because it hadn't worked for me. How did I see myself now? There was no mirror in the room, but I knew what I looked like. My image now fit my nature and my inclination; I was and wanted to be a pretty, blonde fuck slave.

"Yes, I'm ready.” I paused and then I looked at April. “Maybe I've always been ready."

"Oh, I'm not sure of that. I think if I'd put this on back then, on that Saturday night, you wouldn't have been so ready. You couldn't accept Stacy back then.” April looked a bit pensive, but then she smiled. “You've come a long way, Stacy."

I stared at the latex cock and I realized she was right. That Scott wasn't ready. He would have run screaming into the night. “Well, I had lots of help, thank you."

Suddenly Laura was there beside me and she gently guided me to get on my knees on the sofa so she could pull the plug from my ass. “Wow, it's tight, push for me, Stacy, push hard, girl"

I obeyed, grunting as the fat part of the plug stretched my ring to the max. Next I felt Stacy's fingers, laden with lube, slipping into my butt hole.
Oh god, it does feel good.

"Go ahead and get the bitch lubed deep and good, but I want her on the carpet, Laura when you're done. I want her on her knees with her face and those cute breasts on the floor and her hand behind her back. Use these on her wrists.” April tossed two leather wrist cuffs on the sofa and I recognized them as hers.

I'm about to serve, to get fucked like a slut, like April does for Paulo.
The implication was powerful and I felt my clitty getting harder.

Laura's well-lubed fingers were deep inside now pushing against the sides of the tight channel which would serve as my sissy pussy. When she slipped out of me I groaned because I wanted something in there. I needed cock.

Laura guided me to the floor and April spoke to Anita. “Fetch a mixing bowl from the kitchen please."

"Oh fuck, look at her clitty, it's hard and leaking.” Laura's squeal was correct, I was fully erect and pre-cum had started to dribble.

"Hurry, Anita, I don't want to ruin the carpet.” April insisted.

"It's in the second cabinet under the counter to the left of the sink, Miss Anita.” I was trying to be helpful by directing Anita to where I kept my bowls.

When Anita returned with the bowl, April positioned it under my hard clitty which was hanging down under me. “Would you hold it, Laura, to make sure it stays over the bowl. Please just hold it, don't stroke. I don't want her necessarily climaxing and feeling the pleasure of ejaculation. This should be more about milking her."

"Milking, what's that?” Laura asked.

"It's the process of forcing sperm and prostatic fluid out of the male without ejaculation. Normally you ice them down and fuck them hard, but I don't want to be too cruel to my bitch. If she climaxes, it isn't the end of the world, but she should be able to go without orgasmic pleasure if required.” When she finished explaining, April stepped right up and laid her latex cock right in my ass cleft nudging it against my crinkled hole and I gasped in expectation.

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