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As work had been short of late I had been into town and signed up with a hand full of recruitment agencies offering temporary contracts to basically anyone who wanted work and wasn’t bothered about what it was or where it was. Unfortunately after wandering round town for hours I finally got fed up of dealing with the consultants and answering the same questions time and time again only to be told that if anything came up they would call me but they had nothing I could do right now.



Feeling annoyed and a bit down I decided I definitely needed to take some time out so opening up my phone I called a old mate who I knew worked through the agencies himself and arranged to meet him for a few beers in our old regular pub in town, around 5 pm I found myself sat in a corner waiting with a pint in hand my second already as I tried to drain the feeling of being completely useless from my system when my mate suddenly appeared and joined me before putting another pint down in front of me.



As we sat chatting the main reason for our meeting was soon apparent as he asked me “so what’s up mate?”



I explained the agencies seem useless mate, I can’t get work around here for love or money and I don’t give a shit what I do but I need money.



Quickly he told me I know one of the agents as I have been screwing her on and off for a few weeks I will sort you out bro. He wasn’t my brother but since we had met when I moved into the area we had always been best mates and therefore we were brothers, there was only one thing I hid from him and the world we lived in and that was my sexuality as a bisexual man I would have been beaten or worse on our estate.



Soon enough both of us were blind drunk again just like the old days on the usual Friday night pub crawl and as we both decided it was home time we staggered off to the bus station to get a KFC takeaway and fall onto a bus. Soon I saw the darkness of the Moor estate looming and remembered why I never ever got the night bus home alone as the bus ventured deeper into the estate.



Sure the Moor estate wouldn’t be considered bad by some but as night fell the crime rates soared and I personally knew of two lads who had been hospitalised walking to the local shop and back, it’s definitely not the kind of place you go letting people know too much just in case they decide to use it against you. I wasn’t a popular guy locally anyway and I never had been for one reason or another my face just didn’t fit and never had so it was good to have friends who lived on the estate.



As we stepped from the bus my mate shook my hand and as we separated I quickened my drunken pace to get back to my front door before I ran into trouble of one sort or another, minutes after I got in and flopped onto one of the big comfy sofas in the lounge my mobile rang and it was my mate just checking I got in as he hadn’t heard from me.



Telling him yeah i’m in no problems buddy, don’t forget to tell that little tart of yours to find me a job and as he chuckled he said no worries bro give me a day or two and I will get you something.



Before I knew it I woke still on the sofa as the movie I had been watching came to an end so I decided it was time for bed and without knowing it I dragged myself upstairs and collapsed still dressed onto my bed and fell into a deep drunken sleep, I must have been pissed as I woke with the sun blazing through the still wide open curtains and saliva running down my cheek where I had drooled in my sleep all over my pillows.



All of my indiscretions from the night before were now just drunken flash backs as I decide to crawl back downstairs to nurse my hangover with some dull television and that’s how I ended up for the next few days. Weekends were usually pretty quiet until Sunday when the football was on and this weekend my team was playing so I decided to invite the boys round for a few beers and the game on my big flat screen television.



As usual my best mate was in attendance as he supported the same team as me and with him he brought a couple of large bottles of cider and a short hung over looking blonde girl who I recognized from one of the agencies I had visited. As we all sat round she sat going on about how nice my place was and as I got drunk I couldn’t help but tell her it would be better if some agency consultants bothered to find people work.



As I looked across to my best mate he just sat laughing at the look of shock across her face and as he regained his control he said to the blonde bit of tart this is my mate the one who needs some work as soon as possible, instantly she recognized me and said you came in Friday didn’t you?



I replied yeah I did and you lot were no use what so ever just like the rest making it clear that no one messes me around and I don’t accept bullshit from people only interested in themselves and their commission.



As soon as I had finished she piped up I think I may have something for you, I will ring you Monday morning if you want to give me your number again, telling her you better not mess me around I wrote down my number on a scrap bit of paper and passed it over before refilling my pint glass with cheap strong cider and getting back to the game on television as my team went 2-1 up.



As soon as the game had ended and everyone went on their way I decided I could not be bothered to cook tonight so I just went off back to bed and watched a few movies before once again crashing out and sleeping like the dead. Unaware of the time and sleeping straight through my alarm I awoke around midday on the Monday and saw I had several missed calls on my mobile but as I had no phone credit left I couldn’t call anyone back and I didn’t get any more money for another two days so couldn’t top up either.



Fortunately it seemed my luck must have been in today because as I stumbled downstairs to make a coffee my mobile rang again and I recognized the number as one I had missed earlier in the day, answering it and trying to sound awake the girl on the other end said it’s the dumb blonde from the weekend I did say I would call you Monday. Suddenly snapping into life I apologized and said I was probably drunk so I do apologise I’m not normally like that, but as the words fell lifeless from my mouth she replied no worries I know the score with agencies.



Once we were on better terms she explained to me that she had a vacancy for a store assistant at a local home wares store on nightshift 4 nights a week with a decent hourly rate and if I fancied it she would set me up to start tonight, of course I jumped at the chance of any work so decided I would give it a shot and see if it was to be of any good to me so as soon as I agreed to take it on she gave me all the details of where it was and who I was to report to.



Thanking her for the chance to get back to work I hung up my mobile and quickly dialled my mate and thanked him also to which he simply said no problem bro anytime, he then told me stay on the right side of Claire too as she was a damn good fuck and would spread her legs for most of the lads who worked through the agency. Chuckling to myself I told him yeah no problem bro, maybe I will nail her sometime not letting on I actually preferred fucking cute looking gay or bi guys and tgirls and only ever a occasional bit of pussy if I fancied which was rare.



As the day passed by I did as little as possible to save my energy for working all night but soon found myself drawn to my favourite websites with lots of free she male porn on offer, before I knew it my trousers and pants were down as I sat and slowly got harder and harder. I hadn’t had a fuck in weeks so my sex drive was out of control again and within minutes I felt the first quiver of an orgasm racing through my body and finding its way out all over my tightly clenched fist.



As I sat and recovered my mind turned to I wonder if there is any fit guys or girls at this new job that I could maybe hook up with in more than a work mate kind of way, I mean I had plenty to offer a new job my own flat and car and a huge cock with a tight arse that loved cock. Pulling myself together I realised the time and as 6 o clock rolled round I chucked together some sandwiches and headed for my car and programmed my sat nav to find the store as it was on a large industrial area I wasn’t familiar with.



Soon I was well on my way and forgetting the time of day I had to struggle through rush hour traffic to the outskirts of town but as soon as I started to get close I felt nervous at who may be there or what I may have to do. Pulling up outside I cautiously wandered into the store and headed for the first member of staff I saw a pretty looking brunette in her 40′s I would of guessed but definitely fit and well worth a good seeing to if the occasion ever arose.



As the brunette led me off to the staff room to meet my supervisor I had to ask so what’s it like around here and her answer shocked me a little as I was told day shift is boring and the nightshift, well you will see. Asking what she meant it seemed she wasn’t going to let me into the secret just yet and pointed toward a heavily tattooed guy with a grade 1 crop in the corner and said that’s your supervisor have fun before turning and wandering off.



Wandering over I approached him and said “Hi i’m the new guy”, his response was kind of what I had expected as he turned and looked me over and said no shit didn’t think I had seen you before. I don’t know why but I kind of chuckled at his comment but he obviously was not the joking type in fact quite the opposite as he turned to me again and said you can work with that bitch you had your eyes on already, have fun and with that he wandered off.



Obviously new people round here were not popular and so I quickly left to go and find the brunette again and after wandering round most of the huge warehouse I ran into her coming to find me after the supervisor or more like thug had sent her. Finally I found out who she was as she stretched out a hand and said i’m Laura reciprocating her gesture I said i’m the new meat or Mike whichever you want to call me and as she chuckled gently she said Mike will be just fine for now.



Working with Laura was indeed a treat in itself watching her cute butt most of the night as she showed me the routine, I had to admit I had a semi on for hours and was gagging to drag her off somewhere quiet and fuck her brains out. As soon as we had started shift it seemed to come to an end as most new jobs do and I was now eager to do my next shift just to see Laura again and try to get to know her a bit better for obvious reasons.



Night after night we worked together and chatted about things as you do with your work mates but the more time I spent with Laura I felt there was something different about her, something different but kind of good and still enormously sexy too. The other thing that always became apparent was that not one of the other guys ever tried it on with her so I presumed she either had a husband boyfriend or maybe a girlfriend and that’s why they left her alone.



Around a week later I was working the normal duty along with my now good friend Laura and as the week got toward the end she caught me completely off guard and asked me so what you doing Friday this week.



I told her straight I wasn’t sure even though I knew I would be down my regular bar in town with the lads.



Instantly Laura said “well I kind of have these tickets to a gig in town and my friend has let me down so I wondered if you fancy taking me as we like the same music and all that adding I don’t expect anything for it just company so I don’t look like a loser.



I didn’t waste any time in saying yeah sure Laura I will take you and as I did I felt my cock begin to throb deep in my groin and my mind went into overdrive as I thought about taking Laura out and hopefully fucking her after if I got my chance.



As soon as we had arranged where to meet up and what time we exchanged mobile numbers and went back to our mundane daily duties of checking stock and loading up shelves with even more cheap rubbish that only a fool would buy.



Soon enough though Friday night came round and as soon as I stepped from the shower my mobile began to ring, picking it up it was Laura and the thoughts of bringing her back to mine and fucking her all night soon entered my head. Answering the phone with is that my sexy work mate Laura quickly answered well maybe.



As we got chatting she soon turned the subject to you think i’m sexy Mike? I couldn’t deny it I had a thing for her and just chatting to her was making my cock slowly stiffen at the though of her wet pussy wrapped round my thick 8 ½ inch cock pounding her in orgasm after orgasm.



Answering her Yeah I kind of like you Laura, you just seem the type I go for to be honest and to my surprise she replied yeah me too. I think you are kind of cute but in a good way and then quickly changed the subject again back to the band we were going to see that evening and how she had all of their albums if I ever wanted to drop round and see.



By now it was obvious we both liked each other and tonight was going to be amazing, I had been trying to get tickets to see the band playing for ages and every time I had missed out. Quickly I told Laura maybe I will come to yours first then and we can check out that collection of yours, wasting no time Laura agreed and gave me her address that I was desperately trying to remember as I stood naked lathered in soap bubbles with a throbbing hard on just from the thought of seeing Laura let alone getting to fuck her.



Making sure I looked good but suitable for a rock concert I grabbed my phone, keys and wallet and headed out the door.



Within minutes I had plugged Laura’s address into my sat nav and oh boy was I glad I did, as I worked my way through town passing the shops and bars and into one of the areas not so great estates. Driving deeper and deeper into the estate I was starting to think I really should have got a taxi as I half expected my alloy wheels not to be on the car when I came back out.



Suddenly my always sharp tongued sat nav said you have arrived and as I looked over Laura’s place looked quite nice considering where it was, giving her a quick ring just to make sure I had the right place Laura answered and as she did I saw the curtains pull aside and as they fell back into place I went to get from the car and Laura came running out to tell me to park on the driveway.



Pulling up onto the drive Laura stood in the doorway looking stunning with her long dark hair tied back and cascading down her spine, stepping from the car and walking towards the door Laura beckoned me to give her a cuddle and as I did she lent in and kissed me gently before breaking away and walking inside, as I followed her in I prayed she didn’t spot I was now packing a hard cock in my jeans for her.



As we got into the lounge I was suddenly confronted by another girl who was just as stunning as Laura but blonde with big breasts and a chubby but cute build. Laura told me to take a seat on her sofa and as I did the blonde said hi i’m Emma, reciprocating I said I’m Mike and instantly she said I know Laura has been talking about you.



Well now I knew she wasn’t gay or married so I had to ask Emma how she knew Laura, replying Emma said we are housemates, just the two of us here alone.



Last thing I wanted was to play with Emma too as she just didn’t do anything for me at all, just in time I thought Laura came back and made herself comfortable by my side. Wasting no time I put an arm round her pulling her tight against my side and as I did she snuggled tight into me and asked so do you fancy me then Mike?



I was going to waste no time and I told her I had fancied her since the first time I saw her and with that we were suddenly face to face and kissing more passionately than before, as we relaxed I noticed her mini dress riding up just enough to show her stocking tops off and with that I slid a hand up her thigh and as I did she began to slowly rub at my crotch well aware I was hard and ready to take her in front of her mate.



With that Laura stood up and set her tight mini skirt back into place and said well lets get out of here and go have some fun, presuming she meant that we should go to the concert I stood gave her a quick cuddle and took her hand leading her out of the door and towards my car.



Thinking it would just be me and Laura going to the gig I was surprised as her friend Emma came out as well, not saying anything I just thought she must have a ticket to come along and as I turned the key and backed off the driveway.



As soon as I could I hit the power button on my stereo system that I have filled with my albums from the band we were going to see, as I tried to concentrate on getting out of the estate Laura slid her hand onto my inner thigh letting me know exactly what she expected from me. Just the feel of her beautifully manicured nails running around near my groin was making me exceptionally aroused.



As we got into town again and found a car park I decided that as Emma had got a free ride then she could go get the parking ticket from the machine that I had made sure was a good walk from the car, as she stepped out I lent across to Laura and began to kiss her again as she gently rubbed at my rock hard cock through my flies.



I really wanted to take her but as she took a good grip on my manhood Emma reappeared and with that it was once again over, as we stepped out of the car Laura obviously was fed up with Emma being around already as she made a bitchy comment in her direction. Both Laura and me knew what we wanted and if her friend hadn’t of been around we would of ended up fucking in my car.



As Laura stepped round the car to come to my side I saw her properly for the first time, standing around 5’9 tall in her 5 inch stiletto heeled ankle boots with black fishnet stockings, a short tight black mini dress showing off her curves with a gorgeous pair of pert C cup breasts and her long hair now pulled from its hair band and let to fall free.



She looked amazing and I still couldn’t figure what it was about this stunning girl that kept all the guys at work away from her.



Wrapping my arm round her we walked down to the gig and at last on route Emma saw a few people she knew and decided to leave us together to enjoy our night, as she left Laura said to me I am glad she has gone, I want you all to myself tonight.



Before we knew it the gig had started and finished and we were heading back to my car, just this time it was me and Laura and there would be no interruptions. As we slid back into the car I leant over to her and kissed her gently but long before pulling away from her and telling her how gorgeous she looked, wasting no time Laura lapped up the compliments and blew me away as she said well your place or mine.



Not wanting to go back to hers and possibly run into Emma and her friends again I asked Laura if she would stay at mine with me, replying she told me either way I want you to fuck me and enjoy my body for your pleasure honey.



I wanted her so bad and as I leant in to kiss her again I felt my flies pulled down and Laura’s hand slipping in to massage my stiffening shaft again, I wanted her and as our tongues met she pulled at my belt so with my free hand I pulled my belt loose and undid my jeans just enough for Laura to pull my cock out.



As we continued to kiss Laura slowly massaged my thick 8 inches of meat but as I broke away from her she did just what I had been wanting all evening, wasting no time she lowered her mouth down to my throbbing cock and soon her pierced tongue and beautiful red lips were sliding up and down the length of my shaft.



I have always adored fucking older women and as she sucked me like a professional porno girl I was starting to loose control, not wanting to cum just yet I had to ask her to stop and as she pulled away she lapped up my pre cum from my now throbbing bell end and pulled back to put on her seatbelt.

Well Andrea had her wedding, now comes the honeymoon. The girls go to Hawaii and have fun in the surf and sun.



We learn more about why these girls are so good for each other and Andrea has the problem of concealing her bulge on the beach…



After transforming myself into a shemale and returning to claim the love of my life Jane, I was adjusting well to a life living with Jane’s lesbian lovers, now also my lovers. On a combined business trip and visit to my friends, Jane and I went to California where we ended up having fun with my employer Liz as well as Trish and Sandy, ending up with me sucking Trish’s dick. And later, despite my initial reservations, I took her dick inside me.



Later my sister Jill, who I had not seen for almost 2 years, came over in advance of the wedding along with her lesbian lover Ashley, and I ended up fucking and getting fucked by both of them. Just before the wedding I met Jane’s brother John and his girlfriend Ally and had my first experience with a man, as I did not consider Trish to be a man.



The wedding was the best day of my life, where I was finally married to the four beautiful women I had come to love so much Jane, Jenny, Chris and Ann, and they all loved me, we all loved each other. On the wedding night as we lay together I really felt that this was where I belonged, the bride of four beautiful brides.



Following the wedding we had had some beautiful presents which consisted of furniture and other items for the house and money for us to spend, but the real surprise was that Trish, Sandy and Liz had put together to pay off all our student loans, giving us a clean slate for our new life together.



I had been broke after paying for my treatments and surgeries for my transformation to Andrea, and had been supported by my ‘brides to be’ for my first year in the relationship, but this had changed after I received my first check in payment for my software development work for Liz and now I was in a very good position financially.



With money in the bank and more money to come from my continued work and software loyalties, I secretly organized a honeymoon to Hawaii for myself and my new brides, and so it was that in the morning at breakfast I announced the honeymoon to the other girls, handing them their tickets. We would leave for Hawaii a week after the girls broke up from University for the summer vacation.



On hearing the news, the girls were very happy and threw their hands around my neck hugging me. We all started talking about the clothes we would need and other things to prepare ourselves for our vacation, and decided that a trip to the mall was in order.



We had a list of things to buy. First the clothes including: skirts, thin blouses and tops, sundresses, sandals, T-shirts and thin panties and bras, Then there were things for the beach including: swimwear, cover ups, towels, flip-flops etc. Then other items for the sun such: as sunglasses and sun cream.



We had great fun in Victoria’s Secret, trying on various panty and bra sets of light cotton materials and as I watched my beautiful romantic partners with their beautiful features perfectly formed tits and incredible curves, my dick was continually hard, and it was not helped by the fact that we kept touching each other’s asses and tits.



I was getting worried that the young female shop assistant, who had introduced herself as Julie, would notice my bulge, because despite my gaff I was sure that my hardness was visible through the thin panties I was trying on. Attention was also drawn to our little group because we couldn’t keep our hands off each other.



I became aware that Julie was becoming fascinated by watching the way we kissed each other and touched each other’s tits and asses, also more and more her gaze kept drifting over to my crotch. Then Jane brazen as ever said, “Julie would you like to have some fun too? Do you want to feel my tit?”



Julie flushing with embarrassment swallowed and silently nodded, letting Jane take her hand and put it on her exposed tit. In the meantime Jenny put her hand on Julie’s covered tit and Chris felt her ass. On seeing this, my bulge became even more prominent and Julie noticed this.



Ann, who was standing close to me, said to Julie, “Andrea is very beautiful isn’t she.” Julie nodded.



Ann continued, “She also has a little secret. She has a dick.”



I saw the look of astonishment in Julie’s eyes as she tried to reconcile my having a dick with my beautiful female form. As she looked at me in wonder Ann asked her, “Would you like to see it Julie?”



Julie looking straight into my eyes with a look of pure desire whispered, “Yes.”



We all then bundled into the changing room which we had been using, and Ann removed my panties and gaff displaying my 7″ cock which now jutted out prominently.



On seeing this Julie let out a gasp, and said quietly, “It’s beautiful, she’s beautiful.”



Then Jane whispered to her, “You can touch it if you like.”



Julie responded by gingerly reaching her hand out towards my cock, she took my cock gently in her hand feeling it suddenly harden at her touch. Then as she became more comfortable with it Julie’s hand tightened about my dick until it became almost painful, causing a sharp intake of breath on my part.



Suddenly, now seeming to lose all her inhibitions and become much more daring, Julie said, “I want to feel her dick inside me.” At this point my lovers sat me down on a chair and removed Julie’s panties from under her skirt, and led her over towards me. Then Chris told Julie to position her pussy above my dick and Jenny grabbed my dick and rubbed it against Julie’s wet pussy, finally pushing me into her entrance and telling Julie to slide down onto me.



Julie slowly slid her pussy down my rock hard cock letting out a cry of joy as she did so. Then finally reaching the bottom, so that my dick was fully inside her, Julie said, “Shit, that feels sooooo good.”



Jane then started to kiss Julie as she rode up and down on me while Chris pulled out one of Julie’s tits and started to suck on it, and while they did this Julie grabbed hold of my left tit amazed at the idea of riding the dick of a beautiful girl.



Soon Julie started to cum from riding my dick but I remained hard inside her feeling the wonderful sensations of her pussy around my dick. She rode me to two more orgasms before I finally came inside her.



After resting on me with my softening dick still in her, Julie finally, rather reluctantly, let me out of her, pulling up her panties and fixed herself up a little. Before leaving the changing room Julie said, “Oh fuck, that felt so good, I will have to meet up with you girls again sometime soon.”



Jenny replied, “Well we would certainly like to see you again sometime soon.” And scribbling on a piece of paper she handed it to Julie saying, “Here is our phone number.”



After finally going to the till with our purchases, Julie rung up our purchases, and Ann said, “Thank you for taking care of us.”



To which Julie replied, “You’re welcome, it was my pleasure, really.”



After we had purchased some footwear and beach towels, we went and treated ourselves to new sunglasses including Ray Ban and Oakley. Then we went into a shop to purchase swimwear.



We all got ourselves some bikinis and some pretty one piece and I got a pretty black bikini and a red Baywatch style one piece. But we also decided that to avoid showing my bulge on the beach in the daytime I should wear a swimdress. “Remember the way Julie spotted there was something different about you wearing underwear,” Jane reminded me.



The girls pointed out to me that today many slim young women could be seen in swimdresses as there were some very attractive styles available today. We found an attractively styled navy blue swim dress and I tried it on. When I came out to show the others Jenny said, “Well there’s no possibility of you looking matronly in that, you look totally fuckable. Looking at myself in the mirror I had to agree with her. We then bought ourselves skirts and blouses, ending up buying my favorite, sundresses. I bought myself some beautiful short cotton sundresses in white, yellow and sky blue, and ogled my lovers while we all paraded in front of each other trying out different styles.



Finally after a full day of shopping we got back to our apartment and after getting a pizza delivered spent the evening putting on a fashion show for each other with our new purchases. It will probably come as no surprise that our impromptu fashion show finally disintegrated into a group orgy. Finally came the day when we were due to go on our honeymoon.



We took a minicab to the airport and after checking in and clearing security we were waiting at the gate for our flight. I noticed that all of the men and many of the women waiting for the flight were continually turning their gaze towards our group.



I was sipping my latte when Jane whispered in my ear, “I am sure people are not used to seeing so many beautiful girls together.” Myself and the other women in the family were already getting into the mood of the holiday and we were wearing sundresses which came to mid thigh, which accentuated our curves and unblemished flesh.



I myself was wearing the yellow sundress that I had bought for the trip which flared out around my hips and Jane next to me was wearing a white sundress which like mine came to mid thigh accentuating our long legs.



Soon we were able to board the aircraft and get seated for our flight, the flight to Hawaii would take several hours and we would have to entertain ourselves in the mean time.



It was dark and most people on the flight were sleeping when Jane, who was sitting next to me, got up to go to the bathroom. Leaning across she took my hand dragging me with her. Then she whispered that she would go to the bathroom and I was to follow her in a few moments later.



Fortunately nobody was waiting for the bathroom so Jane was able to enter and I could enter a few seconds later without either of us drawing attention to ourselves. Sliding the lock on the door, Jane pulled my panties aside and pulled my cock out from under my dress and started sucking on it her life depended on it.



Then when I was really hard, Jane pushed me down on the toilet seat and pushed my hard cock into her, shit it felt good. After a few minutes to let me get used to being inside me, Jane began to ride up and down on me whilst grabbing my tits in both hands.



Suddenly the aircraft hit severe turbulence bucking up and down like a toy in the wind, and this only served to intensify the experience for Jane and myself, Jane starting to cry out.



Then, not surprisingly the captain started announcing over the intercom for all passengers to be seated immediately as we had encountered severe turbulence, and soon an air hostess was knocking on the door telling the occupant to please vacate the bathroom and take their seat.



But Jane would not let me out of my position until she achieved orgasm, resulting in one of the most intense mutual orgasms I had ever had. By this time the air hostess was getting quite irate and her mood was not improved when Jane and I left the bathroom together, our makeup smudged and our hair in disarray.



She started to really berate us saying that our behavior was very bad and there would be consequences, but Jane said she would come back to the rear cabin with her and talk about it. I was only now beginning to notice that the air hostess was actually very pretty, a native Hawaiian.



So I went back to my seat and Jane went off with the angry air stewardess, and after about half an hour Jane finally came back to her seat, looking very pleased with herself.



“It’s all fixed,” Jane declared, “she won’t make a report or anything.”



“So how did you manage that,” I replied.



“Well I went back with her all apologetic, when I began to notice she was looking at my breasts,” said Jane, “so I took her hand and put it to my breast allowing her to feel it.”



Jane continued, “Then I suggested we go back to her seat so we could continue our ‘conversation’ in private. Once we got there I took her hand and pulled it under my skirt allowing her to touch my pussy through my panties and soon I reciprocated reaching my hand under her skirt to feel her pussy and then we brought each other off like that, it was hot.”



“Finally I wrote down the hotel where we will be staying and gave her my name and we exchanged telephone numbers. We agreed to meet in a few days when she has a stopover so that she can have some fun with us. By the way she really wants to get it on with you as well Andrea, she thinks you’re cute.”



“Fuck Jane,” I said, “you are such a flirt.”



Jane couldn’t argue about that, “That’s me.” She said.



Finally we arrived at our destination and there was a complimentary vehicle to take us to the Hotel. The hotel I had booked was a 5 star hotel, and we had a honeymoon suite which was big enough for all 5 of us.



The porter took us, with all of our luggage, to the hotel room and we rewarded him handsomely with a $100 bill, but I guess that the thing that will stay in his memory was the unexpected kiss right on his lips that he received from Jane.



The hotel suite was very impressive, having a large balcony with a very impressive view of the beach, a lounge area, a walk in closet, a large bathroom with a large Jacuzzi tub having a 5 person capacity, and a large bedroom with a large water bed which was easily big enough for all of us.



After unpacking we all got into swimming costumes as we were eager to get down to the beach. We grabbed some towels, put on our flip-flops and walked down to the beach which was attached to the hotel.



Jane was wearing a black bikini which really showed off her features to advantage and Jenny had a white one piece which came high up on her thighs, revealing her beautiful legs. Ann, bless her, decided to show solidarity with me wearing a very attractive bright red swimdress to contrast my navy blue swimdress and Chris was wearing a green yellow bikini which nicely emphasized her tits.



We found ourselves a spot on the beach and immediately started applying sun lotion to each other. I, with some training in massage was in demand, and Jenny was quick to ask me to cover her supple body with her rippling yet very feminine body with the moisturizing sun lotion.



As I applied lotion to her Jenny exclaimed, “Ahhhh that feels sooo good,” as I rubbed the lotion into her back, her back being exposed with the swimsuit almost coming down to her ass at the back. When I turned Jenny round she almost got off on me rubbing sun lotion into the exposed parts of her tits.



After Jenny Jane was in need of my services, while Chris and Ann looked after each other. Jane lay on her front and untied the back of the top of her bikini so I could cover her back with sun lotion un obstructed. When she turned over she had me push my hands into her top to massage the lotion onto her tits. She claimed that it was to ensure she didn’t get burn lines at the edge of her bikini, but I am sure she was getting off on me massaging her tits.



Surprise, when it came to the bottom half of her bikini, Jane wanted me to push my hands under her bikini bottom, again claiming it was to avoid burn lines. I am sure she had a small orgasm while I was doing that.



When it was my turn Jenny and Jane attacked me with the lotion together, Jenny working on the top half, and Jane, working on the bottom. Pushing their hands under my swimdress as they massaged the lotion in they caused me to cum in the panties of my swimdress. Thank god the skirt covered up the evidence. Jane pulled her hand out of my swimdress with my cum dripping from her fingers and a look of triumph on her face, and the two girls giggled as they shared the cum from her fingers.



After lying on the beach for a while sunbathing we finally decided to take a dip in the sea and we all immersed ourselves in the relatively cool sea water. It felt great in the sea water, and Chris, Jenny and myself broke off from Jane and Ann who were already feeling each other up under the cool water.



Still able to stand we moved out into the breakers and while we stood there feeling the waves crashing against us I was suddenly surprised by Chris moving the panties of my swimdress to one side and pulling my dick out. Then just as quickly she removed the bottom part of her bikini, looping tucking them into my swimdress between my tits.



Suddenly Chris took my rapidly hardening member and pushed it into her pussy, causing me to gasp in surprise. It felt so good to me inside Chris, and then my pleasure was further increased by Jenny uncovering my left tit and starting to suck on it hard.



Then I felt Jenny’s fingers poking into my ass causing me to cry out, by this time Chris also had her fingers in Jenny’s pussy. So in this way, buffeted by the surf, Chris and Jenny came to orgasm several times before I finally blew my load inside Chris.



Later, back on the beach, we applied some more sun lotion and lay soaking up the sun, satiated form our earlier activity. I was thinking to myself that this was already the best holiday of my life, in fact ever since I had hooked up with these beautiful women all the time with them had been precious.



Finally we left the beach and returned back to the hotel where we had made reservations at one of the high quality restaurants.



We all changed for the evening, I selected a darling white sundress and showing off my long legs which were beginning to show a bit of tan, paired with white strappy sandals. Jane selected a short ruffled black skirt with a light pink blouse, Jenny, a light red sheath style dress, Chris was wearing light blue Capri pants with a short lilac top, showing her trim waist and belly button and Ann had on a black and white knee length skirt with a flower pattern strappy top.



When we arrived at the restaurant we all decided to order the same, we started with clam chowder followed by lobster, and finishing up with strawberry cheese cake and all of this was consumed with 6 bottles of white wine between us.



Returning to our suite a little tipsy we sat out on our balcony for a while chatting and enjoying the view. Then after a while we all decided to try out the large Jacuzzi tub, so we filled the tub, started the water jets, then all quickly removed out clothes and jumped in.



Initially we just sat luxuriating in the fast flowing warm water and continuing to chat but soon the chat deteriorated into saying what we wanted to do to each other, and soon we were feeling each other up with tits and asses all over the place.



At one point I was in Jenny’s ass with Jane sucking her tits and Jenny and Jane fingering each other, later I was in Ann’s pussy while she was bent over sucking Jenny’s tits while I was sucking Jane’s tits and she was sucking Chris’s tits, we were just all over the place.



When we finally got out of the Jacuzzi and dried ourselves off the fun then continued on the bed. Jenny and Jane both put on strapons and started to fuck the rest of us.



Jane immediately started to fuck Chris with her strapon and it was making me hard watching them together. Ann lay on her front and asked me to put my rock hard cock in her ass, then she had us roll over, my cock still in her ass and she was laying on top of me. Now she asked Jenny to fuck her with the dildo in her pussy while my cock was in her ass.



“Oh fuck,” screamed Ann, “it feels great being filled in my pussy and ass at the same time and rubbing tits with one Jenny while I can feel Andrea’s tits pressed against my back.”



Soon Ann was coming hard and Jenny wearing a double ended dildo also started to cum from fucking Ann. Finally after Ann had cum several times and Jenny twice, I eventually exploded in Ann’s ass.



Next Jane started fucking me up the ass while Jenny made me suck her rubber cock, while Chris and Ann got into a 69 position. Jane’s insistent fucking of me was pushing Jenny’s rubber cock deep into my throat almost causing me to gag, and I was loving the sensations.

Following her honeymoon life starts to assume more of a normal routine for Andrea, well as normal as you can get when you are a shemale t-girl in a family with 4 lesbians.



Kate finds a shy new boyfriend and asks Andrea for help with him.



But can Andrea’s idyllic lifestyle continue indefinitely, in this story things events take a nasty turn…




*



After transforming myself into a shemale and returning to claim the love of my life Jane, I was adjusting well to a life living with Jane’s lesbian lovers, now also my lovers. On a combined business trip and visit to my friends, Jane and I went to California where we ended up having fun with my employer Liz as well as Trish and Sandy, ending up with me sucking Trish’s dick. And later, despite my initial reservations, I took her dick inside me.



Later my sister Jill, who I had not seen for almost 2 years, came over in advance of the wedding along with her lesbian lover Ashley, and I ended up fucking and getting fucked by both of them. Just before the wedding I met Jane’s brother John and his girlfriend Ally and had my first experience with a man, as I did not consider Trish to be a man.



The wedding was the best day of my life, where I was finally married to the four beautiful women I had come to love so much Jane, Jenny, Chris and Ann, and they all loved me, we all loved each other. On the wedding night as we lay together I really felt that this was where I belonged, the bride of four beautiful brides.



The honeymoon was wonderful, but when it was over all of us were looking forward to establishing some sort of normal routine as a legally joined family.



In my work on the new application for the Psynphone that I was doing for Liz, I had reached the point where we were ready to do a beta test on the product, and Liz had decided that a good place to conduct the beta test would be at our university campus so that I could supervise the application performance on a day to day basis.



All campus based students would be given the opportunity to participate in the test and if they agreed they would be given a free Psynphone along with an allocation of talk time and a monthly data allocation.



Liz had asked me to suggest a non-technical person to help me administer the test, who had to be a security minded person, given what would be some of the selling points of the new application, and I had suggested Jenny, who Liz had readily agreed to. Jenny was happy to take on this work as she would be handsomely rewarded for spending a few hours a week administering the tests.



So we had gathered the family together and Jenny was handing out the phones to each one of us. Then we were told to all strip off our tops, Jenny stripped off her own top as well. We could keep our bras on, much to Jane’s disappointment.



Then Jenny went round applying a small adhesive patch to each one of us, as close to the heart as possible, explaining what they were. “This is a tiny piece of miniaturized technology is a heart monitor and is designed to monitor stress and health levels as well as general heart condition. There is a blue tooth connection to the Psynphone.”



Jenny continued, “Andrea will explain how this monitor is used in the application.”



I continued, “The heart monitor serves two purposes, firstly for people who are at risk of heart attack or even those that are not known to be at risk, the Psynphone will automatically call an ambulance and notify designated contacts when certain characteristic heart rhythms are detected. The application will also allow hospitals to remotely monitor the heart monitor while an ambulance is on route so that paramedics will have up to date information on the person’s condition.



Secondly the monitor is also capable of detecting when the user is under high stress because they are being attacked or otherwise in severe distress, this will cause the Psynphone to automatically call the an ambulance and police as well as notifying designated contacts.”



At this point Jenny commented saying, “I think right now the last function is particularly important for us given recent news that 5 women have been violently raped in this area. And to this end I also want all of you to sign up for self defense classes just in case.”



After this I went on to explain the other features of the personal organizer features and social networking front end, explaining that each of us would complete a 15 minute survey at the end of each week documenting their experience in using the application.



Later that week Kate came to visit us and brought her new boyfriend with her, Allen, he like Kate was 18 years old. Allen appeared to be a very shy guy, which was surprising in a way given how outgoing Kate was. Jane and I could see that Kate really needed to talk so we excused ourselves saying we wanted Kate’s advice on fashion and retiring to the bedroom.



Immediately Jane asked Kate, “Did you fuck him yet.”



“No,” Kate replied, “I really want to, but he is shy and I really don’t want to screw it up with him as he is such a lovely person.”



“So,” asked Jane, “What is it you like so much about him?”



“He is so kind and considerate,” replied Kate, “I feel so safe with him, I feel that I can talk to him about anything and never be judged, I just wish he wasn’t so shy around me. It is like he is holding back, like he has some insecurity even with me, and that bugs me. I just want him to feel able to completely be himself with me whatever that might be.”



“Do you want me to talk to him?” I enquired, “Back when I was a guy I was quite shy, I didn’t feel secure, perhaps I can help him.”



“Would you,” replied Kate, “I would really appreciate that.” And with that she gave me a big hug throwing her hands about my neck.”



We, the family, invited Kate and Allen to spend the evening with us and after consuming food and quite a lot of alcohol, the girls were watching a program about makeovers for women that seemed to make Allen embarrassed for some reason. Noticing Allen’s discomfort I asked Allen if he would help me with the washing up, and he jumped at the opportunity.



Once we were in the kitchen I started chatting with Allen about Kate, saying what a wonderful person I thought she was. Allen was heartily agreeing with me saying how she was so easy to speak to and so friendly.



As we talked I noticed that many of Allen’s movements had a feminine appearance being very attuned to such things myself. And as we made small talk I observed that Allen was not very interested in ‘manly’ things, knowing what I knew about Kate I began to understand why she might be attracted to Allen.



So I said very casually, “So have you fucked Kate yet?”



In response to my question Allen’s face became as red as a beetroot, he floundered a little, obviously taken back by the directness of my question. I could see that he was struggling to hide his anger at me for asking such a direct question but he simply whispered his answer, “No.”



Explaining myself somewhat I continued, “Because Kate is a very spontaneous person, I am sure she wants you to fuck her, she must have dropped you many subtle hints and some not so subtle at all.”



“Well yes,” Allen replied, “she often invites me in for coffee after we go out, but I am always making excuses saying I have to leave. One time she really got mad at me so I agreed to stay for a few minutes, but when she started touching me a lot I made an excuse again saying I had to leave.”



“Don’t you like Kate?” I asked, “Don’t you find her attractive? Don’t you want to fuck her?” Knowing as I said these things that there was nothing that Allen wanted more than to make love to Kate.



Allen replied, “Kate is the greatest person I ever met, she is incredibly attractive, and I would love to fuck her, as you put it.”



Some of his anger was beginning to show as he said these last words. This was exactly the reaction I wanted, it was only by him really getting in touch with his suppressed feelings that he would do what he desired to do as far as Kate was concerned.



Allen continued, “It’s just that I am afraid that I will fuck things up between us, Kate and I that is? I have no experience sexually, I’m afraid she will not want to see me again.”



Suddenly my tone became a bit harder as I said to Allen, “You expect me to believe that?” Then after leaving a dramatic pause I continued, “Sure you probably tell yourself that you are worried about your performance so you don’t have to think about what might follow, but there is more to it isn’t there. I doubt at your age you have problems getting an erection and you probably whack yourself off at least twice a day, probably five or more times.” Allen’s skin reddened as I said this.



“You know what a kind and accepting person Kate is.” I continued relentlessly, “You know that she would be patient with you because you know how much she wants you.”



“There is something else isn’t there?” I said sternly, for the first time worrying if I was pushing the poor boy too far.



Suddenly, unexpectedly, Allen broke down and started to cry, and all I wanted to do was comfort him, so I put my arms around him allowing him to cry onto my warm breast. He felt reassured by my warmth and after letting him cry for a while I took his head in my hands wiping his long hair away from his eyes.”



Then suddenly I gave Allen a quick kiss on the lips and said, “Allen, whatever it is you can trust me.” And as Allen looked back at me he could see the sincerity in my eyes, so suddenly he confessed what he had been hiding.



“When I am alone I like to wear women’s clothes.” Allen said.



“Knew it,” I said to myself, all the feminine gestures, not being preoccupied with things that interested most men, his sensitive emotional characteristics all made sense now.



As he finally said it, he looked frightened, almost as if he expected me to react with disgust or worse laugh at him, this, only moments after he had been sure he could trust me.



I said, “And you feel ashamed of yourself for this?”



“Yes,” Allen replied, “I mean it isn’t normal is it?”



“What is normal,” I came back, “normal is a very relative term. So do you want to stop it?” I continued.



“Yes,” Allen replied earnestly, “particularly now I am seeing Kate, but it is hopeless. I have tried to stop it in the past, but I always start doing it again, sometimes I feel most at home when I am dressed as female, it’s hopeless, I’m hopeless.”



Again he started crying and I pulled him back against my warm breast finding the feeling of his warm tears on my breast was producing nurturing feelings, and surprisingly erotic feelings, I guess it was just the effect of him being vulnerable with me.



“You know what I think?” I asked.



“What?” Allen replied.



“I think that Kate would be really pissed at you if you tried to suppress this side of you. It is part of you and helps make you the caring, sensitive, emotional person that you are, the person that Kate loves.” I continued.



“You think so? Allen asked.



“I know so,” I replied, “I think there is something you should know,” I continued, “I am a T-girl myself, a shemale.”



I could see the idea was not sinking in, so I made it as clear as possible, “I’ve got a dick.”



“B-b-but, that’s impossible,” Allen replied, “You must be winding me up, nobody could look more womanly than you.”



With that I pulled my panties down and lifted my skirt, saying, “Satisfied,” as Allen looked at my semi-hard cock.



“You know,” Allen said, “even when I see your dick clearly displayed I cannot think of you as anything other than female, but I guess you have heard that before.”



“Oh all the time,” I said.



“Look,” I said, “I happen to know for a fact that Kate doesn’t have any problems with a guy who has a feminine side, quite the opposite in fact. When I come to think about it, it was probably subconsciously picking up on the fact that you had a feminine side that drew her to you in the first place.



But right now you first need to concentrate on accepting yourself and becoming comfortable with who you are in your feminine form and I can help you there, but you have to trust me completely, what do you say about us meeting up together in a few days so I can help you explore your feminine side.”



“Thanks,” said Allen, “I would really appreciate that.”



I noticed that Allen was already looking much more self confident, and after we returned to the girls to playful banter about what we may have been up to together, Allen sat next to Kate and I could see that his whole attitude with her was much more confident. He was more outgoing and even rested his hand on her leg when they spoke.



Kate had a big grin on her face, she looked like the cat that had swallowed the canary.



That night as Kate and Allen left us, Kate whispered in my ear, “I don’t know what you said, but thank you.” She squeezed my hand as she said it.



I whispered back, “The best is yet to come, believe me.”



So it was that Allen arranged to meet up with me later that week in our apartment.



When I answered the door, the other girls were out at university except for Jane who did not have classes that day. Jane was at a local café, nearby waiting for my call.



As I led Allen to the bedroom he looked a bit pensive, so I started with some general chat to put him at his ease.



“So how has it been with Kate?” I asked.



“Great,” replied Allen, “since I opened up to you about my cross dressing, I feel I can be much more myself with her. We even kissed one time, and I touch her we hug and stuff all the time now.”



“Did you guys made love yet?” I inquired.



“No not yet,” replied Allen, “I think she wants it, but I keep putting her off before things go too far. I want, I want…”



“You want to feel more comfortable with yourself before you take the next step with her.” I supplied.



“Yes,” Allen said. “I want to explore who I am more.”



“Well you have come to just the right place,” I said, “that is exactly what we are going to do.”



“So,” Allen inquired, “How are we going to go about this? How do we proceed?”



“Well,” I replied, “You are going to meet your alter ego, the side of yourself that you have been suppressing for so long, and first that means taking a long bath, so you can smell sweet and remove all that body hair, not that you have much to speak of.”



So it was that I got Allen to strip naked and get in the bath, to put him more at his ease, I just put on a short bathrobe myself, I chuckled to myself when I noticed Allen’s dick hardening as he saw me in just my short robe.



As Allen bathed and applied the hair removal cream, I sprung my surprise on him.



“Look Allen,” I said, “transforming you will take quite some work, and it would go much more quickly if somebody could help me with you.”



Suddenly Allen looked frightened, “I-I’m not sure about that, I feel safe with you, but somebody else, I’m not sure I could do it.”



At this point I replied sternly, “You said you would trust me completely, and besides you are going to have to tell other people about this sometime, Kate will have to know for example, being open about who you are with people you can trust is very important in the process of self acceptance, the sooner you start the better.”



“OK,” Allen replied, “If you vouch for this person.”



“Don’t worry, I trust her implicitly.” I said. “So it’s ok if I have her come along?” I reiterated. It was important that he felt happy about me bringing somebody else in to help with his transformation.



“Yes.” Allen replied.



On Allen’s confirmation, I called Jane, “It’s ok to come now.”



Jane arrived more quickly than I would have thought possible, eager to help in the transformation, quickly enough to catch Allen while he was naked, just getting out of the bath.



“OOOh,” said Jane always direct, “You do have a nice bod Allen, and you look sooo good with that smooth hairless skin, your skin is so supple and soft, just like a woman, but oh my you have a lovely cock, I’m sure that would feel lovely inside me.”



At Jane’s words Allen reddened and he quickly grabbed for a towel to cover his private parts.



After rubbing himself down with a towel I passed Allen a short bath robe like the one I was wearing, and so as not to look out of place Jane also put on a similar bath robe.



We sat Allen down on a chair and I got to work styling Allen’s long blond hair into a very feminine style while Jane gave him a manicure and a pedicure, painting his nails a bright red color.



I then went on to work on Allen’s face, working on his makeup while Jane went to select some clothes for him.



When I had finished with his face even he would have had trouble recognizing himself in the mirror.



Jane, knowing what we would be doing had thoughtfully gone out and bought some breast forms and a gaff for the transformation.



And as Jane was putting the breast forms in place with a mild adhesive, Allen became a little alarmed, “How permanent is this stuff?” He asked.



“Don’t worry,” replied Jane, “this glue is only temporary and there is a solvent to break it down when you want to remove the breasts.



As Allen put on a red panty and bra set that Jane had laid out for him I noticed that he was getting an erection even with the gaff he was wearing. Finally he slid into a pair of strappy shoes with 4 inch heels and Jane helped zip Allen into the tight fitting red minidress. It was only at this point that we let Allen see himself in the mirror.



As Allen looked at himself his Jaw dropped, he reached and touched himself on the breast, at first he even seemed unsure that he was looking at himself.



“Oh fuck, I’m beautiful,” said Allen, “thank you so much guys, I would never have believed I could look this good.”



Then he turned to Jane, “What do you think?”



Jane replied, “You look totally passable, no one would ever guess you were a guy looking at you. But then as you begin to get used to being like this you will start to realize that when you are like this you are not a guy, but rather a beautiful girl.”



At this I could see the pride in Allen’s face.



Jane continued, “You also look totally fuckable, I would fuck you right now if I didn’t know that you want Kate to be your first.”



This again caused Allen’s to turn red, but less so than before, he was beginning to become more confident and less embarrassed as time went by.



Jane continued, “But we can’t call you Allen anymore when you are like this, have you ever thought of a feminine name for yourself.”



“No,” replied Allen, “up till the day I confessed to Andrea, I was just completely ashamed of this aspect of me.”



“Well how about Alice,” Jane supplied, “it sounds similar to Allen so it would be easy for you to remember.”



“Alice,” Allen repeated, “I like that name, and I think it fits me, after today I certainly can identify with ‘Alice in Wonderland’.”



Now it was time for our next surprise for Allen/Alice.



“Well Alice,” Jane continued, “how would you like to come out to a lesbian bar with us?”



“L-Like this,” Allen replied very anxiously.



“Well at the bar I am thinking of, I don’t think they would take too kindly to you if you went as a guy,” said Jane, “and besides you will pass as a girl no problem, and if anybody did spot that you are a t-girl it wouldn’t be a problem as there are quite a few trannies who go to this bar and they are always welcome.”



Jane and I had discussed taking Allen, now Alice, out before hand, but I played along pretending the suggestion was new to me.



“Now wait a minute Jane,” I said, “Alice is still new to all this, it is her first day dressed and fully made up as a girl, and her first time ever dressed when she has not been alone, and you want to take her out like that. Aren’t you rushing things a bit.”



I could see that Allen/Alice was looking at me with relief, glad that I had stepped in on his/her behalf.

Ellis stood warily before the judge. His crime was small but this was a small town. Crime was an insignificant concern in Sparklewater. Ellis knew the reason for that was because Sparklewater had the reputation of swift and particularly harsh punishment. So swift in fact that Ellis had been tried and convicted in a matter of days. All that was left was sentencing. That matter was up to the judge. Ellis’ case was heard before a judge known to be intolerant and heavy-handed with his sentencing.



That had Ellis scared. He was a young man of 19 years and his only crime was petty theft. He understood that it was the wrong thing to do but Ellis appealed to the judge for leniency.



In a crude underground facility only miles away…



Her full lips wrapped around the hardened mass. It swelled bigger and freely leaked precum. She swallowed the musky liquid and sucked hard on the thick pipe. Her lips and tongue worked until the large shaft and equally large balls exploded with copious amounts of potent ejaculate. She let the purple head slip from her lips, it shrunk back down to her thighs. The giantess threw her head back against the stone wall with frustration. This was empty satisfaction for the sex-crazed, mountainous shemale.



The giantess’ name was Tess. She was seven feet tall with impeccable posture and ample curves all the way around. Her long red hair and rosy cheeks hadn’t lost their luster after all these years in the crude imprisonment.



Tess was a giant shemale who lived with her people on a peaceful island somewhere in the Atlantic ocean. The shemales had one great love. They loved to fuck. They loved to make men and make them their property. This worked well for generations on the island. They got their fuck dolls one of three ways. Either through a shipwreck or a boat that saw their fires and went to explore. The last way took some initiative. Nearby passing ships were targeted by the shemales’ boats. They forced entry and took all the men they fancied back to the island. Then they really got to know them.



Tess smiled to herself about the way things used to be. That’s before their population of men dwindled. Fresh butts became harder and harder to come by. This split the peaceful community. Eventually, shemales preyed on one another. It was akin to cannibalization. They had no other choice. It was friend against friend in a fight for dominance which left the other submissive. Their aching cocks wouldn’t let them stop. They needed the carnal satisfaction that only another could provide.



The shemales finally devised a plan which would make everyone happy. They set sail for another land where the men were plentiful. That brought them to America. The giant shemales eagerly surveyed the land and found many men of all different colors and sizes. Their cocks grew and leaked precum at the sight of such a beautiful land



Tess pulled a man off the street and dragged the screaming snot into an alley where they could be alone. That great feeling didn’t last long as the giant shemales were ill-equipped to defend themselves against the police. They were captured or killed in the process of capture. Tess had gathered three men for herself by the time she was captured. She found herself underground in her present situation very soon after that. They starved her. Starved her of the only thing that mattered to a giantess like her. Booty.



Back at the courthouse where Ellis waits to hear his fate…



The judge peered out over his half rim glasses at Ellis. The judge had a sour look on his face which seemed to soften as he looked at Ellis, or so Ellis thought. This gave him some confidence that maybe the judge would indeed be lenient.



The judge explained the charges against Ellis and then spoke, “I sentence you, Ellis Johnson, to one night in the Sparklewater facility,” he added, “for extreme punishment.”



The words reverberated through Ellis’ head. One night? Ellis thanked the judge and practically skipped back to his holding cell. Just one more night. He could do that standing on his head. Ellis elected to skip dinner as he decided he’d wait until he could eat at home. Ellis sat alone in cell as the sun began to set.



Two guards unlocked his door and informed him of his transport to the the Sparklewater facility, for extreme punishment. The transport took less than a half an hour before Ellis found himself outside what looked like the entrance to a basement. He looked around for any identifying marks. One of the guards kicked some dirt off a sign which reach “Sparklewater Facility, For EXTREME Punishment,” Ellis instinctively gulped. The other guard unlocked his handcuffs.



They hefted a backpack out of the car and threw it into his arms. Ellis almost fell backwards from the heavy bag. “Take that in case it’s hungry.”



“I think food will be the last things on its mind,” the other guard remarked and they both laughed. Ellis tried to ask a question but the heavy doors were unlocked and he, along with the backpack, were unceremoniously pushed inside. Ellis fell from there about ten feet and landed on the backpack. He looked back up just as the guards were shutting the doors. “Say hi to the ol’ gal for us,” the other added, “We’ll be back for you in twelve hours.” They closed the doors and the light from outside was extinguished.



Ellis adjusted his eyes to the low light that was available inside here, whatever here was. He blinked repeatedly before pushing himself up. The ground was just dirt and sand. He wiped it off his hands and heard a sound from deeper within the cave-like place.



Tess had heard commotion from ground level. She thought it was nothing until the doors opened. She might have tried escape again but the doors were just above her amazingly tall reach. Then she heard a drop. Tess prayed it wasn’t food as she quietly hurried over. Her heart began to pound as she saw the man they had thrown down. He was still adjusting his eyes to the light. She got a good look at him from the darkness. He was more a boy than a man. Tess didn’t mind that one bit. Her giant penis began to expand within her loincloth.



“Who’s there?” Ellis asked with more than just a hint of fear in his voice.



There was no answer.



Tess continued to size up the new arrival. Most of his body was hidden by a prison uniform but that would be gone soon, she told herself.



Ellis saw a spark and squinted his eyes to see a fire being lit. Shadows still cast over the lighter of that fire though and Ellis’ legs felt too much like jelly for him to walk.



“Who are you? Can you tell me more about this place?” He asked.



Tess remained quiet. She finally lit the little fire which filled the cave-like underground facility with a new light. She stepped out of the shadows and stood before the boy.



His eyes traveled up the impossibly large, sculpted legs of a woman and immediately bulged out at the sight of her tented loincloth. The flimsy piece of cloth did little to conceal her obscenely large bulge. Ellis opened his mouth but no words came out. His eyes followed her stomach up to the swell of her huge breasts, encased tightly in another piece of cloth. His eyes fixed on them for a moment but he was still speechless. Finally, he nearly had to look all the way up to the ceiling to see her face. Her feminine, stern face and long reddish hair, which draped over her ears.



Ellis thought that she didn’t look old. Her body was nubile and her face was wrinkle-free but she didn’t look young either. Ellis really didn’t know what to make of the giantess looming over him. Her face was stern but her eyes seemed very pleased. Tess took a step forward and noticed the backpack.



Food. It’s laced with something that makes me sleep so they can fish him out in the morning, Tess thought.



Tess bent her knees and leaned down, she still towered over the much smaller Ellis. Her piercing eyes cut through him, “You’ve been a bad boy? Haven’t you?” Her nose crinkled.



“Wha… what?” Ellis’ mouth was dry and it was a struggle to sputter out the word.



“That’s who they throw down here. Bad boys. I don’t know why. They throw down tough guys and just plain assholes.” Tess looked him over more carefully from her closer vantage point.



“I’m not as selective as I once was. It doesn’t look like that would be a problem with you. I like what I see.” She smiled her first smile at him.



It did little to put Ellis at ease. Her gaze made him uncomfortable. “I stole… stole something. The judge sentenced me to a night here. I mean, this is the right place?” He wondered aloud.



“Oh yes. It’s the right place. So you stole something? I knew you were a bad boy. These tough guys find themselves here and they aren’t very nice to me. They scream and curse. It only gets worse when they realize what I want.” Tess told Ellis calmly.



“What is that? What you want.” He asked.



Tess lewdly grabbed her swollen, giant-sized organ and gave it a squeeze as she spoke, “Just you. More than want. It’s what I need.”



Ellis inched backward until he found himself against the stone wall directly below the two doors he had fallen through. His face went red and he shook his head but couldn’t speak.



Tess made up the room by scooting closer to him, “What’s your name?”



Ellis peered around the room but didn’t see any way to escape. He could try to run, but where? She was massive, he couldn’t defend himself. It looked like she could wrestle a bear. He couldn’t go through with what she wanted though. That was preposterous. He was straight, after all. She had to be mad.



Tess smiled more warmly this time, “I’m Tess. Now go on and tell me your name.”



He thought for a second and answered, “It’s Ellis.”



Tess smiled again and reached out to him. Ellis pulled back until his back was flush with the cold stone.



Tess seemed exasperated, “I’m trying to work with you here. It’s not something I have to do. There are things that I need. I’ve explained that to you. I don’t want to hurt you to get them. Okay, Ellis?”



He didn’t answer, looking away.



She spoke again, “All those bad boys. Those those tough guys. The big mouths I was talking about before. They have something in common. Each and every one of them. No matter if they refused me, or fought me, or screamed for help, I got what I needed from them in the end. All of them. I’ll get what I need from you too. Which way is it going to be? Are you going to fight me?” She ran her big paw down his arm.



Ellis shook his head no and was met with another smile. “Maybe you aren’t such a bad boy after all, or just a smart one. Now I want you out of these clothes.” Her last sentence wasn’t said as sweetly and felt more like an order.



Ellis reluctantly complied and stripped the prison uniform off his body. Tess licked her lips slowly, “That’s more like it.” Her hungry eyes wandered over his body. “Oh my, what a sweet little body. You don’t grow much hair do you?” The giantess chuckled.



Ellis felt very exposed, being naked in front of this giant woman he had only met ten minutes ago. Was she even a woman? She had the body of a woman, a gargantuan body, and then she had that equally massive bulge. Ellis didn’t know what to make of it.



“I want you to turn around and show me that ass of yours.” Tess told him.



Ellis barely heard her as he began to wonder who this she-man really was and where she came from.



Tess suddenly grabbed his narrow shoulders and shook him violently with a force that he thought might break his neck. She let him go as quickly as she had done it. He had never been manhandled like that and dropped on his hands, his head dizzy.



“You follow my orders. Do you understand? Make me do something like that again and it will be worse. You HAVE to listen to me or this night is going to feel like an eternity.” I wish, she thought to herself.



His dizzied head weighed the options and he realized that he had to listen for his own sake. Whatever she wanted, he had to comply. It was the only way he’d survive the night. He knew it was true. He couldn’t fight this mountain of a woman or the humongous cock between her thick legs.



Ellis shook his head yes. She made a pointing gesture to the wall. Ellis turned around and bent over for the giant shemale.



Tess’ eyes locked in on Ellis’ supple butt cheeks. They were spread just about an inch from Ellis’ being bent over. She could just get a shadowy glimpse between the two globes. “Use your hands and pull your butt cheeks apart. Do it now.” She told him.



Ellis’ embarrassment and shame were evident on his face as well as his body. His entire body seemed to redden at the intrusion but he did as she instructed him and gently spread himself open for her.



Precum leaked through the loincloth. Her stiff erection begged for attention. What Tess saw was worth more to her than all the gold in the world. Food, money, even her old shemale friends meant nothing to her. This was all she needed. Ellis’ treasure was exposed to her. Everyone had this treasure, but they were rarely if ever as beautiful as this boy’s, Tess thought to herself.



She eyed between his boyish butt cheeks. It was just too pretty. His wonderful little crack. The texture and deep pink coloring of his anus. Tess let out an excited whoop which startled Ellis.



“Turn around before I get ahead of myself.” She ordered.



Ellis obediently did as he was commanded and turned to face her, his eyes lingered on the bulge under her loincloth which seemed to have grown, if that was possible.



Tess undid the tie on her loincloth and the flimsy cloth fell down her thighs. A huge, hard cock sprung up and pointed right toward Ellis. It was easily a foot long and so thick that he didn’t think he could even get a hand around it if he tried. Spiderweb veins lead up her shaft to the purple, wet tip. Two giant balls nestled up to her thick, sculpted thighs. Ellis swallowed hard.



“First things first. Show me how honored you are to be here with me.”



He pulled his eyes from her cock and looked up at the giantess kneeling next to him, “Please. I’m not trying to disobey. What do you want me to do?”



“Kiss it.” She said promptly. Tess lifted herself up to her feet. The giant cock was only inches from his mouth when he sat up on his knees.



Ellis inched forward and gave the incredibly hot, wet tip a little kiss, pulling back quickly. A string of precum followed his lips back. Tess chuckled, thrusting her hips out toward him and pressing her big cock head against his soft lips again. She maneuvered her cock and painted his lips with the precum like she was applying lipstick. Ellis closed his eyes but didn’t pull away.



“Open up.” She told him.



Ellis looked up the giant form of the shemale and looked into her eyes with a pleading glance. She looked back at him with fire in her eyes. He knew better than to disobey and slowly opened his lips.



She pushed the tip of her cock, stretching Ellis’ lips open wider, and managed to fit half of the tip inside. Ellis swallowed the precum. Her cock tasted like it hadn’t been washed in a while but it wasn’t pungent to his taste buds. The spongy consistency was unique. It was hard as a rock and soft and warm in his mouth at the same time. He struggled as she pushed the rest of her tip inside him, with a moan.



The tip filled up nearly all of his oral cavity. Her hips rocked back and forth rhythmically. The slit continued to produce more precum which he quickly swallowed.



“Now suck,” she added, “Use your tongue.”



Ellis’ tongue crept over the hard mass and he started a swirling motion around the big head.



“Oh… boy. I haven’t had my cock sucked by someone other than myself in… oooh suck it. That’s a good little cocksucker. I know exactly what to do with you…” She cooed.



Tess’ rhythmic rocking became faster and harder as Ellis struggled to stop gagging on her huge meat. She grabbed his head in a frenzy, sending her cock deeper inside his mouth.



“I’m going to make you a deepthroater! Yeah… you’ll like that…” She trailed off.



Ellis’ hands pushed against her thighs but she was too strong. Tess didn’t even seem to notice his reluctance and wouldn’t have cared anyway. She pushed the meat deeper into his sucking mouth. His mouth caved in as he tried to expel the intruder but that just made it more pleasurable for Tess, whose eyes were closed tightly at the time.



“Now you know. You’re all mine. Tess’ property. You won’t be stealing anything anytime soon. Just suck this cock. Yeah.” She told him.



He choked on the massive shaft as it forced its way into his throat. Tess roared in pleasure, which was the only warning that she was about to cum. She thrust her hips against his face while using her hands to pull him closer as the explosion hit. More than half of her cock was in his mouth and at least a couple inches down his throat.



Volley after volley of the hottest, stickiest cum shot from her cock down his throat. Ellis felt like he might pass out but couldn’t get free of the massive cock. He was forced to swallow every drop. Tears ran down his cheeks from the sheer pressure of her cock as she spent the rest of her load, crying out in intense pleasure herself.



Tess pulled her massive shaft from his mouth. Ellis fell to the floor, gasping for breath. She grabbed her discarded loincloth and used it wipe up the cum and spit mess that was left on her half-hard cock. “Thanks for that, sweetheart.” She laughed.



Tess was the happiest she’d been in as long as she could remember. She skipped around the underground room as Ellis struggled to catch his breath. Cum was leaking down his face and onto the dirt floor. He felt like cum was even leaking from his ears. What he hadn’t swallowed was everywhere. He was a sticky mess. This wasn’t the kind of cum he produced either. His few dribbles were nothing in comparison to Tess, who could paint his entire body white with the stuff.



Tess threw a rag at him and told him to clean up. He did as she ordered and cleaned his face off. They didn’t speak. She’d glance over at him with a big smile and blow a kiss if she saw him looking. A couple minutes passed and Ellis finally recovered from giving his blowjob.



“Alright… you’ve gotten what you want. Let’s just sit here and wait for the sun to rise so I can get out of here.” He told her.



She looked puzzled. “You’ve got a lot of nerve, haven’t you?” Tess snarled at him, “I figured I had worked that out of you. I guess there’s still more to be done. I’m up for it. Come over here. Now.” She commanded him.



Ellis crawled closer to her on the other side of the room. Her body was lit up by the fire, her massive cock lying against her thigh, still impressive. Tess patted the ground next to her and he moved there.



Tess pulled the cloth of her top off without a word. Her full breasts spilled out. They floundered against each other until finally settling on the ground. The sight gave Ellis an erection. Tess noticed and smiled, “Does my bad boy like what he sees?”



Ellis slowly shook his head yes.



“Kiss me.” Tess told him.



He tentatively moved closer and planted his lips on her cheek. Tess laughed loudly, the way her voice could fill the room startled Ellis.



“That of all places is where you choose to kiss? You just gave my cock a sucking and now you’re acting wholesome. Don’t be so coy, my darling Ellis.”



Ellis kissed the giantess’ full lips. Tess quickly wrapped her arms around him and pushed her oversized tongue into his mouth. Their tongues wrestled for a minute (hers won) before she let him go. Ellis kissed her shoulder and then the side of her big breasts without prompting. He was shocked to look down and see Tess’ cock rock hard again.



“Now comes the most fun for me, Ellis. This is going to hurt you, my sweet. I can’t say it won’t. Just listen to me and we’ll limit the pain together. You have to listen to me. Do as I say or I won’t be responsible for my actions.” She warned him.

Did Andrea die in a hate crime, killed by 2 Rapists?



If Andrea did die how can she write the story?



The answers to these questions and more will now be revealed…..








“Unexplained events in our lives have led many of us to the conclusion that there are some events which clearly fall into the realm of what might be called paranormal or supernatural.



Many people claim to have had near death experiences and there are even people who swear that people have managed to communicate with them from beyond the grave.



History shows numerous accounts of people appearing to be in possession of information that could only have been provided by people who are now deceased. Sometimes these communications appeared in the form of long texts which certain people felt compelled to write, and yet appeared to be outside their understanding.



These strange examples of unearthly communications bring a new meaning to the term ‘Ghost Writer’ and in this program we are going looking at a specific example from 18th Century England……”



At this point my attention wandered from the television to think about my own circumstances. I had apparently been in a coma for several days before I awoke, and in that time I was sure I had a near death experience.



I had watched myself rising out of my body and had been looking towards a tunnel of white light, and suddenly a ghostly person with a long white beard and a staff appeared next to me. Trust my comical mind to conjure up the image I felt least appropriate for my higher power.



The old man said, “I am giving you the opportunity to see that there is something beyond normal experience which is actually with you all the time, but your time has not yet come, there is still much that you must do.”



Suddenly I felt like I was being sucked back into my body and then there was a feeling like I was fighting my way out of deep water. My eyes popped open and I was bombarded by bright lights, and then as my eyes adjusted I suddenly began to realize that I was in a hospital bed.



Suddenly Jenny was by my side holding my hand and saying, “Thank God.”



So how was it that I ended up in a hospital bed and being in danger of losing my life?



Well let me start by going back to when my story begins.



I was a guy who was just finishing his PhD, with one hell of a crush on my best friend, a bisexual woman called Jane. Jane was a girl I could share anything with and was closer to me than anybody had ever been in my life. The problem is that on my side I was forming a romantic attachment to her which she was not reciprocating because basically I wasn’t her type.



After watching a porn video with a shemale in it I got the idea into my head that Jane would find me attractive if I was a beautiful shemale, so I set about transforming myself into one.







After transforming myself into a shemale and returning to claim the love of my life Jane, I was adjusting well to a life living with Jane’s lesbian lovers, now also my lovers. On a combined business trip and visit to my friends, Jane and I went to California where we ended up having fun with my employer Liz as well as Trish and Sandy, ending up with me sucking Trish’s dick. And later, despite my initial reservations, I took her dick inside me.



Later my sister Jill, who I had not seen for almost 2 years, came over in advance of the wedding along with her lesbian lover Ashley, and I ended up fucking and getting fucked by both of them. Just before the wedding I met Jane’s brother John and his girlfriend Ally and had my first experience with a man, as I did not consider Trish to be a man.



The wedding was the best day of my life, where I was finally married to the four beautiful women I had come to love so much Jane, Jenny, Chris and Ann, and they all loved me, we all loved each other. On the wedding night as we lay together I really felt that this was where I belonged, the bride of four beautiful brides.



The honeymoon was wonderful, but when it was over all of us were looking forward to establishing some sort of normal routine as a legally joined family.



On my return home from the honeymoon, I ended up helping a shy guy discover his feminine side, and become intimate in a way he or should I say she, had up to that point never thought possible, with my friend Kate.



And it was at this point, the high point of my life being newly married and having just helped a guy find ‘her’ self, that I was attacked by two rapists at knife point.



The rapists, when they discovered I was a shemale, had shoved a broken baseball bat up my ass causing me to bleed profusely, the idea being that I would bleed to death.



One of my lovely brides, Jenny, had come to my aid, injuring both my assailants and attending to me giving me first aid just before I blacked out.



Apparently Jenny had torn up her cotton top pushing the material up my ass to try to reduce my bleeding, she had also told me to maintain a lying down position so I didn’t lose blood flow to my brain.



Jenny had insisted on going with me in the ambulance which came for me and I was rushed into hospital for an emergency blood transfusion.



Apparently if it had not been for Jenny’s first aid and the fact that my heart rhythms could be monitored remotely through my cell phone, allowing the paramedics to devise a plan before they arrived then certainly I would have died. In fact nobody expected that I would survive and it was regarded as a bit of a miracle that I did.



In the hospital Jenny had wanted to be by my bed side all the time, then Jane had come to join her and one of them was always with me. Then the other two members of our communal family Chris and Ann had come to join Jenny and Jane, so that 2 of them were always with me 24 hours a day.



Looking back on what happened my heart brimmed over with love for Jenny, I felt so grateful and would never forget the way she courageously fought my assailants and then gave me first aid. Apparently once Jenny got in the ambulance to take me to the hospital she had become distraught and broke down crying, apparently for some reason she considered herself somehow responsible for me being attacked.



She had never wanted to leave my side until I had come out of my coma, and it had been she who was by my side when I came out of it.



Jane had also been there much of the time watching over me, as well as Chris and Ann. It was listening to the nurses talking about my family’s concern for me that reinforced my understanding of just how much they cared for me.



For a long period I had to be on pain killers for the wounds that had been inflicted on me with that broken baseball being rammed up my ass, and I was continually replaying the events of that evening in my mind. Sometimes I think that the only thing that kept me sane was my recalling of the way Jenny had come in to save me.



Apparently what had alerted Jenny to my peril was the Psynphone application I had developed. It had detected I was in peril through the heart monitor taped to my body and alerted my contacts giving my GPS position and also automatically called the police and ambulance and given them my position.



Jenny who was out driving arrived in 5 minutes and the ambulance and police had arrived 3 minutes later, the information from my heart monitor had also been relayed to the paramedics allowing them to react quickly, apparently my blood pressure was a critically low levels when the ambulance had arrived due to the massive loss of blood I had suffered.



As for the rapists, they had been caught by the police, hobbling on their fractured legs thanks to Jenny, and attempting to flee the scene.



Through DNA evidence the police were able to connect my two assailants to the 5 violent rapes and they were to be charged with the 5 particularly brutal rapes, aggravated assault of me and attempted murder. The attack on me was also considered to be a hate crime.



Jenny was acclaimed as a heroine by the media, both for playing a critical role in saving my life, and in helping the police apprehend the rapists, by injuring them, and hence not allowing them to flee the scene quickly. And as a result of this Jenny, quite rightly in my opinion, was now considered to be an important role model for empowered women.



Then one day my mother came to visit me unexpectedly, she had taken the first flight out, when she had heard what had happened to me. My mother was in tears when she saw me laying on the bed, bruised and still hooked up to equipment.



She accused, “Why did you decide to return home alone when you knew there was a rapist about.”



Surprisingly, Jenny who had been the one who had been most concerned for our safety, said, “I was very angry at Andrea at first for putting herself in danger, but then I saw the CCTV footage they will be using in the case.”



Jenny continued, “It was only a short walk back to the apartment and Andrea had had self defense training at my insistence. When she was confronted she kicked the knife out of her assailants’ hand, she wasn’t to know that her assailant had an accomplice. If it had been a lone attacker Andrea would have been a heroine rather than a victim.”



Jane then came in, “The main thing is that Andrea is ok now, she almost died you know. I am just so glad that she is still with us, and of course very grateful to Jenny for saving her.”



“Yes,” replied my mother, “I am so grateful to you Jenny.” And she embraced the tall woman throwing her arms around her.



“One thing I know for sure,” said my mother, “is that your new partners are very good for you, as well as all being stunners.”



As my condition began to improve I was allowed to have visitors apart from my family.



First my sister Jill came to see me with her partner Ally, they had flown in especially. Then I found out that Trish, Sandy and Liz had also flown over especially to see me.



When Liz came to see me she had news for me.



“It turns out that the Psynphone and the package with the application you are working on got a lot of publicity from that horrible incident,” said Liz, “the automated system was credited with alerting the police and ambulance when you were attacked as well as allowing paramedics to remotely monitor your condition.”



Liz continued, “We have put forward the release date for the new package in order to capitalize on the recent publicity. All the competitors are scrambling to get a similar product on the market but Psynphone with our application is many months ahead in this technology.”



Suddenly I had a thought, “What about completing the beta test and analyzing the data, how have you been coping while I have been in hospital?”



“Well Jenny has been continuing to administer the test, and doing a very good job by the way, but we had to bring in a young software engineer to work on the product doing bug fixes and the like. He is a good applications programmer but obviously does not have your experience in application design.”



Liz continued, “I believe you know him, Allen James?”



I thought for a moment and then suddenly remembered, Kate’s transgender boyfriend, or maybe I should say girlfriend lol, now I thought of him or should I say her, more as Alice than as Allen.



“Anyway,” Liz said, “he is very good for a young student and will be invaluable until you are back up to full speed. Probably I will keep him on the team to assist you even after you are fully recovered, and even bring in further people because I can see that this product is really going to take off.



By the way I think he looks really cute, his face is quite feminine, he almost looks too pretty to be a guy, I think he would have looked better as a girl.”



I quietly laughed to myself, but decided not to say anything about Alice at this time.



“Look,” Liz said, “I know you are still in hospital, and you will be still recovering when you get out of here, but could you spend some time analyzing the data for the test, and make any software design changes for product enhancements you might want to add as a result of your analysis? Allen can do the coding.”



“To be honest, I am getting a bit bored with just sitting here in hospital,” I replied, “So I would be glad to.”



During the time that I was in hospital I was seen by a psychologist as a matter of course because of the trauma I had perceived.



The psychologist, called Carol, was not surprised to hear about my nightmares following the incident. She said it was to be expected in especially in the case of sexual violation or a hate crime, and both applied in my case.



After talking with me a while, Carol concluded that I was in a surprisingly good state mentally considering what had happened to me, and she put my resilience down to three things:



1.The process of accepting my transgender identity had precipitated a profound process of self acceptance in me that stood me in good stead for handling any setbacks or traumas in life.



2.As well as feeling secure in myself, I also felt secure in the great love my family, meaning; Jane, Jenny, Chris and Ann, had for me.



3.Before I blacked out I had seen Jenny strike out against my attackers and she had been there to comfort me.



Finally Carol finished up, “However it is still clear that you have suffered massive trauma which will continue to affect you, so I recommend 6 months for therapy for Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD).”



Carol continued, “I also have another suggestion, and you can decide whether you want to do this, but the rape victims of the 5 rapes perpetrated by these two rapists, formed a support group where they meet each week and talk about what happened to them, they have invited you to join them and are prepared to have their next meeting here in your hospital room.”



I liked the idea but also felt a little wary of talking to strangers about such things so I asked, “Is it ok is I have a very close friend with me, when we meet?”



“I guess that depends on whether the person you want to be there is accepted by the five women in question.” Carol replied. “Who do you have in mind?”



“Jenny, the woman who came to my aid,” I replied.



“Oh I am sure she will be acceptable to them.” Carol said.



The following day the five rape victims came to my hospital room where I was waiting for them with Jenny. They introduced themselves as Evelyn, Marion, Lisa, Betty and Jean, and when I introduced them to Jenny, they were all full of praise for the woman who had helped bring our attackers to justice.



Jenny was now seen as a role model for many women, but for these women it was much more than this. They had been living in fear that someday the rapists might return and rape them again. Jenny was not normally one to blush, but she did at that time, seeing these women so grateful to her.



Then Lisa started describing her fate at the hands of the rapists, she told of not just the violation but the violence involved in it, and the hate in the men’s voices. She had feared for her life, and it seemed like it was never ending. Then she told of the nightmares that followed and the feelings of insecurity she had trying to relate with people, even with people she had known for a long time, but particularly people she had just met.



Lisa said that it had been with this support group, talking with the other rape victims that she felt most safe, because each was sensitive of her feelings and identified what she had been through.



As each of the women spoke, each had a harrowing tale and each had details which made that case different. Marion for example as well as being raped and beaten had had her skin cut with a knife and then the two guys had peed onto her wounds.



Betty after being raped had been abused by having the end of the baseball bat pushed into her. And Evelyn told of how she had had a one of the rapists dicks placed in her mouth while she was held at knife point and the guy had peed in her mouth, this of course in addition to being beaten and raped.



Then Lisa talked about how her assailants had made cuts in her breasts and made her lick the blood off her own breasts. And finally Jean told of how after raping her they had attached the lines of a taser gun to her breasts and discharged the gun repeatedly.



As these brave women told their stories both Jenny and I were crying, and then I told my own story.



About the way the rapists had held a knife to my throat. How the guy had broken a base ball bat and pushed the splintered shaft into my ass, and joking as he did it saying that I was probably enjoying it because I was a faggot.



I talked about the excruciating pain of having the inside of my ass perforated by the splintered shaft and seeing my own blood flowing profusely from me. And I talked about how one of the rapists had said he wanted to see me bleed to death with a sadistic tone to his voice.



Then, surprisingly, after hearing the accounts of our treatment at the hands of the rapists, Jenny went on to tell the story of how she was sexually abused repeatedly by her father. This had continued until the age of 13, when she finally had the courage to tell her mother. After that her mother divorced her father and he was charged with child sexual abuse for which he was required to serve a 15 year jail term.







To ensure that Jenny would never have to see her father again, she and her mother had relocated to another state and taken on a new identity. And from this point onwards Jenny had always been wary of men and worked to become a black belt in Taekwondo, and had made weight training a daily routine. She never wanted to ever feel at the mercy of another person again.



After each of us had talked, we all hugged each other and for me it was like a load had been taken off me. I had had a great deal of identification with each of these women and Jenny, leaving me with at the feeling that I was not alone and that there were people who could truly understand what I had been through.



Then each of us gave Jenny a long hug. Each of us knew that while our ordeals had been horrific in the extreme, in my own case I was lucky to be alive, for Jenny her abuse had gone on for years.



Later when the other women finally left after promising we would meet up in a week’s time, Jenny and I were left alone in my hospital room.



She said to me, “You know, that’s the first time I have told that story to anyone since I relocated, I saw a therapist for a while at that time but I just wanted to put the experience behind me when I left the state.



In truth however, that experience played an important part in shaping my life. That is why I took up Taekwondo and why I work out every day, it is why I ‘m so security conscious.”



Jenny continued, “Oh God, I must have been so hard on Jane about all those random guys she used to bring home.”



“Don’t beat yourself up about it.” I said, “Jane knew you only said that stuff because you cared about her like you care about all of us.”



“I know,” Jenny said.



“Besides,” I continued, “if it wasn’t for you telling her that you were so worried about her going off with random guys she might not have wanted to replace all those potential cocks with mine.”



“NO,” Jenny said, suddenly very serious, “Jane wanted you to be part of our family because she loves you! Whether she got to have a cock in her or not was very secondary to that.”



“I know,” I said, “Jane loves me very much, and I love her, but guess what I am just beginning to realize that now I love you just as much Jenny.”



Jenny looked steadily at me for a while and then she said, “I feel the same way.” And at that we fell into a long sensuous kiss.



At that point Jane suddenly walked into the room and Jenny and I broke apart, knowing that Jane had been listening to what we had just said and looked at her like robbers who had just been caught trying to steal the crown jewels.



But Jane just smiled reassuringly at us and said, “If you are worried that I heard that you both love each other as much as you both love me, don’t be. What I have always wanted is that the two women that I love more than anything else in this world, would love each other just as much as they love me.”

This story can be read standalone but it is a prequel to another one I’ve written, “Stiff Sentencing For A Young Man,” this story delves into Tess’ past. The past of the mysterious shemales who came to America for their rich supply of men and were apprehended or possibly killed in the process by authorities. Step back in time with me and learn about this once peaceful society of giant shemales…



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It was a beautiful day. No one on Inacock could have guessed that this would be the day that things changed. Most lived in genuine harmony with one another and enjoyed life. These giantesses loved to express themselves, they loved pleasure, they loved and longed for sexual servicing. Sex was their one great love.



These massive shemales had equally massive hard cocks and hefty balls. This large equipment had them very horny all the time. Sex. Fuck. Sex. They needed it. The huge shemales needed it more than food and even more than air, or so it felt.



The giantesses lived in harmony because they did get sex and lots of it. Either from ships which somehow found themselves at Inacock or through actively chasing ships down and drafting men to be used for their pleasure. The day was a beautiful one which presented untold danger because this was the day where these precious butts… errr… men were lost.



A particularly overweight but pretty shemale hurried up a hill even taller than she was. Her name was Marie. She worked for the Queen of Inacock, Queen Katherine. Marie didn’t have good news for Queen Katherine. No, it wasn’t good news at all. Reports was spreading out over the village that a cave-in had released their reservoir of male servicers.



Ordinarily, that wouldn’t disrupt life on Inacock too much. Queen Katherine would dispatch a search party to find these disobedient servicers and bring them back to the giantesses for punishment. The report went on to say that the men escaped by way of one of the shemales’ ships.



Marie knew what that might mean for Inacock and checked it out for herself. The reports were true and the men had indeed escaped, with a vessel no less. Marie made it to the top of the hill and hurried though Queen Katherine’s elaborate quarters before finding the Queen. Marie could see that Queen Katherine was otherwise involved with one of her personal servicers. Marie stood quietly at the doorway and watched…



Queen Katherine had spread the man’s ass cheeks and with a grunt unbecoming of a Queen but completely natural on Inaocock, stuffed her long, stifling cock inside the man. He did his best not to shout out. This was only his second week on Inacock and he wasn’t used to being stuffed like this. Queen Katherine got the best new booty available.



The Queen expertly snapped her hips and thrust her cock deep inside the man. He had been part of a diving mission that got lost in the vast ocean and saw the fire from Inacock, they docked to ask for supplies when he and his mates were promptly taken as property of the shemales of Inacock. Now he was one of the Queen’s rumps and had twelve inches of Queen Katherine shoved into his tight asshole daily.



The shemales on Inacock enjoyed fucking so much that they’d often screw multiple servicers dozens of times a day before their swollen cocks would be satisfied. Queen Katherine was in ecstasy as the man below her clung to the bed sheets for dear life. Her dick seemed to grow even thicker as her back arched and she shot a massive load into the man’s ass.



Queen Katherine turned around to catch Marie in the doorway, Marie’s cock was dripping precum onto the floor. The Queen quickly kicked her cum-filled servant under the bed and covered her naked, sweaty body with a robe. She followed the trail of cum from the floor up to Marie’s skirt, “Perhaps you’re not getting enough if you have to sneak in and watch me take a man, Marie?” The Queen’s red lips formed a smile.



“I’m sorry, Queen Katherine. I came here with news and it can’t wait. The reports are true.”



Queen Katherine’s smile immediately disappeared and the color seemed to leave her elegant face. “How many?” She asked.



“My Queen, I’m not sure how many men escaped…”



“No,” Queen Katherine’s eyes shot up to Marie’s, “I mean…” She looked over to her servicer who was currently sprawled out on the floor, rubbing his sore ass, “How many are left?”



Marie searched her mind for a moment, “Just the ones that are kept in homes with some girls.”



“That isn’t very many at all.” She walked over to her servicer and lifted the surprised man up in her arms, Queen Katherine handed his trembling body to Marie, “We must share now until we set sail to find more men. You can’t walk around leaking like that. Have him and enjoy.”



Queen Katherine walked out of the bedroom and left Marie alone with the small man cuddled against her big, soft body. Marie gently tapped the door shut with her butt and walked over to the bed.



Tess walked through the village. The sex-filled tranquility had taken on a frenetic new feel. The mountainous shemales bounded through the village for confirmation of the reports they had heard. It didn’t sound good. Shemales yelled back and forth throughout the village trying to find out how many men were left and what they were going to do about it.



Tess made her way through the bustling village until she could see the sloping hill where the Queen’s home stood. Queen Katherine and Tess had a long history. Tess believed in the Queen and was ready to lead a ship to look for more men. They couldn’t last like this for long. She was relieved to see the Queen already out of her home and briskly walking down the hill. The Queen’s two sisters followed on either side. They met up where the slope ended and hugged tightly, their oversized breasts mashing together.



“Is it true, my Queen?” The hug broke and Tess bowed before Queen Katherine in a show of respect which was usually reserved for formal occasions in favor of just a hug.



“I’m afraid so, Tess. I’m going to the stage for a village discussion.”



“I will pledge myself to any expedition for acquisition of more men to line our bedrooms.”



The Queen shook her head appreciatively and set off for the village with her sisters. Tess and the Queen’s sisters shared an uneasy relationship. They were brutes compared to Queen Katherine and a bad influence on the village. They were steadfast proponents of harsher treatment for the men they plundered. Queen Katherine, Tess and many more villagers felt that using them for gratification whether they liked it or not was enough.



Queen Katherine ascended to the stage and called out to the woman of the village. They trickled into the modest stadium quickly. Tess saw a friend of hers, Jessica, and sat next to her. That may have been a bad idea because Jessica was young and naive and very fearful that the giantesses’ honey hole had run dry. Jessica saw Tess with the Queen and pestered her for answers.



“Is everyone that can make it seated? Great.” Queen Katherine stalked the stage, flanked by her sisters. “I must start by telling all of you that the rumors you’ve heard today are true. Marie as well as many of you have seen firsthand that the men we stored for use were freed last night and escaped on one of our ships.” A huge gasp washed over the entire crowd of shemales.



“Don’t worry. The situation is under control. Tess has already graciously offered to lead a ship with the sole mission of getting us more men. Until then, I urge everyone still in possession of men to share them. Share their wonderful flowers with your neighbors and their neighbors. We will get through this unfortunate moment in time. I promise you.”



“She’s promised a lot of things!” Someone shouted from the crowd.



Tess immediately recognized the voice. It was Donna. She was a particularly nasty shemale who had long been at odds with Queen Katherine. People in the audience were surprised at the disrespect but said nothing. They didn’t want to get on the bad side of Donna. She was the biggest shemale in the village at eight feet tall and a great deal of girth. Donna was enormous. She knew how to use it too with the men she terrorized.



Queen Katherine paused before speaking, “Let us not let the voices of a few get to our heads. This is a time to work together and make due with what we have,” she calmly asserted.



“They’re keeping all the men for themselves. You’ll all see. We won’t have enough. Our horny cocks will suffer while theirs grow fat in the tight rectums of secret servicers!”



The Queen’s sisters would have escorted anyone talking back to the Queen like that out of there but they strangely stood quiet. It was Queen Katherine who was done.



“That’s enough! Report to Tess if you’ll join her on a ship to find fresh meat out there on the ocean… and get in contact with Marie if you have any men at home you’re willing to share so that she can coordinate a time when we’re all allowed turns.”



~~~



Tess set sail with a group of other giantesses but came back after three days fruitless. Not even one peach. Tess and her women did the same thing the next day and extended their journey to a fourth day but found no trace of other ships. The village was getting restless. There wasn’t enough booty to go around. The huge shemales’ full balls hung heavy.



Then the worst happened. Men were being brutally screwed upwards of twenty times a day and being so filled motivated them to plot their escape. They knew that since the other men had escaped before it could be done again. It was a week after the cave-in that freed the reservoir of men that almost all the men escaped on a small ship. All men but those wrapped in the massive arms of their owners and the Queen’s personal servicers had gotten away.



Restlessness turned into something worse. Violence had broken out. There were reports of shemale-on-shemale sex, such was a last resort and highly frowned upon. The giantesses couldn’t control their needy cock and sought relief with one another. Amid all this uncertainty, Queen Katherine held another village discussion and urged an end to this shemale fucking which had been taking place. She asked for more time.



Donna rudely butted in again, “It was your decision to store the men in that reservoir in the first place! You didn’t prevent the rest of the servicers from escaping either! Another expedition will do nothing. Those men went home and warned their comrades about Inacock!”



Shemales argued back and forth and some shoving occurred. Young Jessica clung to Tess’ arm.



“CALM!” Queen Katherine’s cut through the crowd and made her sisters, who were presently doing nothing, jump about a foot in the air.



“Tess will set sail again tomorrow. There will be no more shemale-on-shemale fucking. We must keep it together, girls!” She warned.



~~~



Tess did set sail again the next day with the same result. Things got worse after that. Friends were starting to turn on friends in their desperate need for booty to screw. Tess returned with her band of horny shemales to this situation. Young shemales were being picked off first by Donna and her allies in the village. They were manipulated and tricked into sex. Tess kept a close eye on her friend, Jessica.



She took Jessica up the hill to break the bad news to Queen Katherine. Marie buzzed around the room with a big smile. The room smelled pleasantly of sex and Tess saw a servicer leaking cum on the floor and surmised that Queen Katherine had just let Marie have a taste.



Queen Katherine looked hopefully at Tess who cast her eyes down the floor. “Perhaps Donna is right. Perhaps the men who escaped did warn their countries not to sail here.” the Queen said.



“It can’t be true, my Queen. We’re going to get lucky like Marie just did.” Marie giggled. Tess and Queen Katherine shared a knowing smile.



“Maybe not. I know what Donna is doing though. She’ll split up this village if we’re not careful, Tess.”



“That can’t happen.”



“That’s why you’re going back out bright and early tomorrow. For a week this time. I would like to tell you to stay out there until you come back with men but I’m afraid I may need your counsel.”



Tess readily agreed to the Queen’s wishes. “And before you two leave. I should offer you a go with my friend on the bed over here. I know it’s been a while, Tess. Your restraint amazes me.”



Jessica jumped at the chance but Tess grabbed her arm and said, “We must prepare for this long journey and it must be a success, Jessica. There’s no time for this.” Jessica pouted her pretty lips all the way down the hill from the Queen’s residence.



~~~



Tess, Jessica and the rest of their party set sail next morning. They spent a long week in a ship on the ocean. Harsh waves beat against the boat and made their journey a perilous one. They were unsuccessful in finding ships to board and men to take back to Inacock but they survived. It was dark when they made it back.



Tess and Jessica followed the beaten path back to the village from where they docked their ships and they heard mysterious sounds. They hurried closer and realized that the sounds were cheers. Screams and shemale roars could be heard as they saw smoke from the fires. Just on the outskirts of the village they saw Donna approaching them. She was fully dressed in an odd outfit closely resembled ones Tess had seen that shemales of generations past wore during warring. Jessica hung on Tess’ arm.



All three walked until they met, “Good to see you back, Tess,” her eyes flicked to Jessica, “and who’s this?” Donna licked her lips.



“This is Jessica, my friend and a great ally on the ocean.”



“I don’t see any men with you though. Are they still on the ship?”



“We didn’t have any luck.” Tess told her dejectedly.



“Oh well. Better luck next time. Well, it was nice meeting you, Jessica.” Donna opened her arms to hug Jessica which shemales often did when they met, but Tess didn’t think it felt right under the circumstances.



Jessica held onto Tess’ arm so hard that she was almost losing circulation. Tess gently steered Jessica in Donna’s direction and she reluctantly embraced Donna, whose open arms wrapped around Jessica. Donna was over a foot taller than Jessica and a lot bigger around. Tess could see that Jessica wanted out of the hug but Donna held it. All of the sudden, Donna’s hands slid down Jessica’s back and cupped her big butt cheeks through her skirt, Donna’s lips moved closer to Jessica’s ear, “I mean it was really nice meeting you.” Tess pulled Jessica away to Jessica’s great relief.



Donna had a big bulge in the strange skirt she wore which hadn’t been there before the hug with Jessica, “I better get back. We heard something and I went to check it out. That’s when I found you two. All three of us are missing a good show back at the village.”



Tess was puzzled, what was going on back at the village? She grabbed Jessica’s hand, who didn’t want to be within ten feet of Donna, and dragged her back to town.



What Tess found back at the village shocked her. Fires were lit all around the stadium and they lit up the dark sky. There had to be at least fifty shemales out there. Tess recognized the Queen’s sister on stage. Two shemales stood side by side in front of the stadium, looking up at the Queen’s sisters.



“You, who both promise yourselves to this war pit, using only your bodies as weapons, will do battle, ” her sister added, “You, who both promise yourselves to the outcome, whether winner or loser. The winner to not injure once the battle is done and the loser to submit yourself to any and all desires of the winner.”



Both women uttered “Yes.”



Tess recognized one as an old friend from school, Amber, and another woman who sold chicken in the town square, Veronica. They were a long way from Tess’ memories of them. Battle? Did Queen Katherine know about this?



The Queen’s sisters lit a fire on the stage which must have signaled that it was okay to fight. The crowd went wild. Tess watched the display. Big boners bobbed under the skirts of the two women. Veronica scratched Amber across the face. She was tackled and they punched and kicked each other on the dirt floor.



The crowd cheered loudly. Veronica threw Amber against the stadium and the assault continued. Amber countered and they continued to scuffle. Tess couldn’t believe it but continued to watch. Finally, Veronica threw Amber to the floor, her old friend cried out and begged for the fight to stop.



That was fine with Veronica who dropped to her knees. Tess’ old friend was lying on her stomach, her face to the crowd. The crowd was uproarious, Amber dropped her head to the dirt. Veronica lifted up Amber’s skirt and revealed her ass. “You scratched me!” Veronica spread Amber’s firm butt cheeks apart and dug her cock inside her little butt hole. Veronica roared loudly over the crowd and immediately started a string of thrusts inside Amber whose head had been pulled out of the dirt.



“Bounce that fat ass back against my cock, that’s it!” Veronica’s cock disappeared inside Amber’s asshole and reappeared again. Veronica moaned and spanked Amber’s ass, though she followed the rules and didn’t hurt Amber.



Tess looked down and realized that her cock was erect. Shemale-on-shemale sex was such a taboo thing but here was half the village cheering about it. Tess looked over and saw that Jessica’s cock was hard as a rock as well. Tess couldn’t stop watching Veronica’s big balls as they slapped against Amber and Amber’s bubble butt being screwed. She took every inch of Veronica’s dick.



Veronica’s back stiffened as she cried out, unloading what it looked like she’d been saving for days. Amber grunted while her insides were filled with the sticky mess. The Queen’s sisters quickly escorted a satisfied Veronica and woozy Amber off the stage. Tess watched as both of them were ushered into a hut, Veronica dug her nails into Amber’s butt cheeks as they entered. I guess it doesn’t stop at one fuck in front of the crowd, Tess thought.



Donna walked out in front of the stadium and quieted the unruly crowd. She spoke, “I will take my turn now that Veronica has found a happy ending with Amber,” the fire was bright enough that Tess had a perfect view of the big smile on Donna’s face when she turned toward them, “I will challenge Jessica to a round in the war pit with me!” The crowd roared.



The Queen’s sisters walked toward Tess and Jessica. It didn’t look like this war pit was much of a choice and Tess knew that Jessica had no chance against Donna. Tess threw her arms up and stopped the Queen’s sisters, “Continue your fun, Donna. Jessica and I must see the Queen and inform her of our journey!” The crowd let out a sigh and the Queen’s sisters looked back at Donna for direction. Donna shook her head and Tess took off for the Queen’s residence with Jessica almost stitched on her arm.



“Thank you, Tess. Thank you so… so much.”



“Don’t worry about it. We’ve got to talk to Queen Katherine.”



“Do you… do you think afterward maybe we could see if Veronica will give us some alone time with Amber?” Tess didn’t answer.



They made it to the Queen’s residence and found her sitting in a big chair. A servicer on either side. Queen Katherine seemed to be watching the fire solemnly. “We’ve returned, my Queen.”



“… And brought nothing.”



“My Queen?”



“I know what’s going on in the village, Tess. I know that and I know you were unsuccessful.”



“Your sister’s were there too. They were following Donna’s orders.”



“I said I know. They can’t be trusted anymore. Always were bad seeds… right?” She chuckled.



“What’s going on? Why are they doing this?”



“They’re damn horny, Tess. They’re listening to their cocks and their cocks need asses and throats to fuck. It doesn’t matter so much whose. There’s nothing I can do…. nothing anyone can do.”



“You can’t say that. The village is falling apart. This isn’t right! You have to stay strong, my Queen.”

Queen Katherine perked up a bit and finally turned to look at her visitors, “How do you know that I can do anything? That we can change anything. Without men to fuck, there is no village, no community.”



“There’s still hope. The worst thing we can do is let the village die. Let the people succumb to their worst instincts. We’re friends, not fuck buddies. We need more servicers and I believe we can find them if we have more time.” Tess offered.



“Perhaps you are right.” Queen Katherine ran her fingers gently through the hair of one of the servicers at her side.



“I can’t let this happen, my Queen. I can’t let friends fuck friends. Jessica and I will try to put a stop to this even if you won’t help us.” Jessica, who has been attached to Tess’ arm since the cave-in that freed the servicers, suddenly jumped away from Tess at those words.



“I will try.” Tess hung her head and walked out.



Tess stumbled down the hill through the dark night until she got closer to the stadium where fires blazed. The cheering and screaming got louder in her eardrums. Two more giant shemales were now fucking for the entire stadium to see. Tess stomped right out there and pulled a very surprised shemale off the giantesses’ ass below her. The Queen’s sisters moved to intervene but Donna stopped them. She walked out onto the floor and faced Tess to the roar of the crowd.



“What do you think you’re doing, Tess?”



“I’m ending this. It’s barbaric. Shemales don’t fuck shemales! It’s been this way for generations!” The crowd booed her.



“Donna waved and the crowd quieted down. “I will make a deal with you, Tess. Defeat me, right here, right now. Defeat me and we’ll stop. We’ll listen to you. You’ve got to be willing to fight, Tess.” Tess angrily stared Donna down, face to face, eye to eye, and accepted her challenge.



“But if I win… if I win… you and that little girlfriend of yours, what’s her name? Jessica, that’s right. You and Jessica spend a little quality time with me in the hut. How does that sound?” She smiled.



The crowd got louder than they ever had been before. Little else could be heard. Tess shouted that she accepted. The Queen’s sisters got up on stage to start the battle just when…



“SILENCE!”



All noise ceased and every set of eyes looked up to see the Queen standing there. The rest of the shemales who weren’t partaking in this activity got out of their homes. Even Veronica and Amber left their private time in the hut, cum ran down Amber’s butt cheeks.



“You will all listen to Tess. You will all listen to your me, your Queen. I tell you now that this stops tonight. Friend will not be pitted against friend. Not while I have anything to say about it!”



Donna looked out over the crowd and then over the people who had come from their homes and seemed to agree with the Queen. She spoke just as loudly as the Queen, “Those who don’t agree with this new policy of no fun will not put up with this. We don’t have to. Anyone who still wants to fuck can come with me! Get in line, girls!”



Almost every face from the crowded stadium joined the caravan. Veronica wandered over but Amber stayed behind. Most notably, the Queen’s sisters got in line and followed Donna away from the village. The Queen told everyone to return home and made sure they all knew that she was holding a village discussion tomorrow.



~~~



The discussion was held just as Queen Katherine had promised. Tess looked out on the stadium which was filled with fewer people than normal. Donna and her allies had left a big hole on the village. Good riddance, Tess thought. Tess saw Jessica but didn’t sit by her. Tess took a seat next to Marie who whispered that she had a hot little hole borrowed from the Queen at her house now and Tess could try him out if she wanted, Tess thought she would take her up on it, her dick aching from lack of use.



The Queen began, “Today isn’t about what we lost. We lost Donna and we lost the people who were out last night to fuck. The people who made this a war pit instead of a stage and stadium for discussion. Losing that isn’t losing anything at all. Today is about the future. If my very good friend, Tess, will accept, I’d like her to resume searching the ocean for ships.”



Tess winked at Queen Katherine and the Queen smiled, “I’d like to announce today something that I’ve been thinking about for a long time. I’d like to announce to you all here today that I will abstain from all sexual contact until every shemale in this village has a tight ass to fill with cum at night. My servicers will go to the use of the village. I know how horny all of you are. Take mine and use it as yours, for today, we are one.” The crowd clapped and a few even cheered, much different than the cheers from last night.



The Queen continued, “I will be facing the same situation all of you are until more booty is found. I expect no shemale-on-shemale sex during this time. We must keep this village safe. Donna’s actions have hit us all hard, my very own sisters left with her. It hurts us all. We must not stoop to their level.” With that, the village discussion was over.



~~~



So it was. Tess set sail again. She even allowed Jessica to board the ship and they were gone over a week this time. Not one ship was spotted during that time. Morale aboard the ship was at all an all-time low and she could only imagine how the village must feel. They came home with nothing once again.



This time though, the village didn’t look too different. Shemales seemed to be watching their backs though. They whispered to one another when Tess returned. Tess made sure Jessica got home safely and then went to the Queen’s residence.



The Queen’s residence was messier than Tess remembered it. She found Queen Katherine pacing in the study. An enormous boner tented her skirt. Tess chuckled and them returned to her dark mood.



“Nothing again?”



Tess nodded, “Nothing again, my Queen. What happened here? Everybody seems to be on edge and where is Marie?”



“Oh, Tess. Donna has been raiding this village what seems like every night. They take food and shemales too. They got Marie…”



“This can’t be. No! We must get her back!” Tess frantically shouted.



“We already tried. We found Marie dressed in their new cloth and snuggled up against Donna.” Queen Katherine couldn’t even look Tess in the eyes, “We found this note.” The Queen pulled something out of her tented skirt and handed it to Tess. It read…



“I have Marie. She didn’t struggle. I keep her close. She’s safe in bed with me every night. You wouldn’t know it because of your shemale-on-shemale ban but she has the cutest little mole on her left butt cheek. I love biting it. She moans and moans all night. XOXOXO Donna.”



Tess looked up at Queen Katherine, “What of the village? Has there been any more trouble?”



“The people have been good. I feel like the tide could turn at any moment though, but there’s something worse….” She sighed, “I can’t go on like this, Tess. I’ve scheduled a village discussion within the hour but I can’t do it.”



“What?” Tess asked worriedly.



“I’m too horny. My boner won’t leave me alone! I can’t sleep. I can’t eat. I can’t even think. What do you think people would say if I joined Donna?” She laughed.



“My Queen! You must be strong! I suspect your pledge is the only thing keeping these people from turning on each other. This village would fall apart without you guiding it now, in one of its darkest hours.”



Queen Katherine looked at Tess with fear in her eyes, “You don’t understand. I don’t know how you do it. You put the village first each and every day. I could do that as long as I had servicers to fill with cum every morning, every afternoon and every night. Now I don’t. All I have is an aching cock which won’t go away. I’m just not strong enough…”



Tess had only ever seen the Queen so uncertain of herself on that night during the war pits, but the Queen had overcome and showed up when it mattered most. The difference was that she had servicers then and she didn’t now.



“…My Queen, if you can’t, then I will help you. No one will know… you must accept.”



Queen Katherine searched her eyes, “You can’t be serious?”



“I will take your burden. It has to be done. The village needs you.”



“You truly are a servant of the people, Tess. I just… I just…”



Tess moved forward and grabbed the Queen’s hand, guiding her to a chair, Tess sunk to her knees in front of the Queen. “You’ll be ready for the village discussion. I’m going to make sure of it.” With that, Tess undid the Queen’s skirt and freed a very hard cock. Precum ran down the veiny shaft. The huge cock of a Queen. Queen Katherine wrapped her hand around the big root and tangled her other hand in Tess’ long hair.



“I shouldn’t tell you this but I’ve thought about this before…” She bounced the hard tip against Tess’ full lips. It was amazing that they could be so red and vibrant, her lips weren’t chapped at all from the harsh wind on the ocean. They were soft, wet and everything Queen Katherine had been dreaming of.



Tess’ tongue slithered out and captured the precum, licking up the long shaft. Queen Katherine moaned. “Don’t make me beg. Be a dear and suck it, Tess.”



Tess did as Katherine asked and swooped down on the hard cock, swallowing it in her velvetty mouth. Queen Katherine threw her head back and started bucking up at Tess’ mouth. Tess worked her tongue around the musky shaft, sending a shiver down Queen Katherine’s spine. “You’re the best friend a girl could ever have, Tess.” Tess swallowed up a spurt of precum.



Slurping and slobbering noises filled the room as Tess really began to suck the hot pipe of her Queen’s cock. Her mouth swallowed on as much as it could. More of the shaft slid between Tess’ lips. Her tongue ran over the tight surface skin. “You’re wonderful, Tess. I don’t know where I’d be without you. Oh… fuck… take more. Your tongue is… it’s everywhere at once!” She moaned, wrapping her hands around Tess’ head and pushing it lower on the enormous cock.



Tess’ lips took Queen Katherine’s fat cock all the way to the root. It entered her tight throat and Queen Katherine’s legs shook. The pleasure was so intense that she couldn’t speak anymore and communicated by saying, “Oh Fuck. Oh Fuck. You’re… Oh Fuck.”



Queen Katherine’s cock swelled even harder, she threw her legs out, held Tess’ head tighter, she gave a loud shout and started ejaculating. More than a week’s worth of giantess shemale cum funneled from Queen Katherine’s cock down Tess’ throat. Tess swallowed and then she swallowed some more, keeping the pressure on the Queen’s cock.



Cum rolled down Tess’ chin and dropped between the Queen’s legs to the floor. The eruption finally subsided but Tess continued to tease the tip with her tongue, leaving the last inch in her sucking mouth. Queen Katherine looked down at her new cocksucker and smiled brightly. They got up and the Queen thanked her profusely.



“You’ve done a great service for your Queen and for your village. It won’t be forgotten. Blowjobs like that never are.” She gave Tess a playful tap on the ass, Tess’ face turned a shade of red, and they both walked out. Queen Katherine happily jogged down the hill while Tess struggled to reposition her hard cock and anxiously wiped the leftover cum from her lips.



Tess sat next to Jessica. Jessica elbowed her and asked, “What did the Queen say? I’ve been hearing some strange things here. Marie is gone.”



“Nothing. We’ll talk later.”



“Your breath smells weird, Tess. What is that? Sort of musky…”



“Quiet now and let’s listen.”



~~~



The Queen gave a stirring speech and warned against Donna’s attacks. The crowd was still on edge but seemed in much better spirits. It was nearly dark out by the time the long discussion had ended. Tess was going to head home for the night when the Queen beckoned her over. Tess was hopeful that she’d be tapped to lead another journey on the ocean. The Queen smiled and motioned to the tent in her skirt and then to her residence.



During another blowjob, Tess managed to get out of Queen Katherine (along with a lot of cum) that she intended Jessica to go in her place and lead the ship. Tess swallowed every drop of cum again and let the shrinking cock fall to the Queen’s thighs, she licked her lips of cum and begged the Queen, “This is my mission. Jessica wouldn’t know what to do. These women trust me. I beg you, let me go instead.”



Queen Katherine wrapped her arms around Tess and rubbed her boobs against Tess’, “You’re much more valuable to me here. I need you here, little cocksucker. Jessica will be fine. Leading the ship isn’t that hard.”



Tess was thanked again for the fantastic blowjob and departed. Her mind was a blur. Jessica would go instead of her? Leading a ship wasn’t that hard? Her job sucking the Queen’s cock was more important than finding men to fill the reservoir? Tess didn’t know what to make of today.



Tess went home and found Jessica waiting for her. “What are you discussing with the Queen? You’re keeping things from me and I don’t like it!” Jessica shouted like a little girl.



“Calm down, Jessica. Tonight isn’t the night to do this.” She warned.



“You have a secret supply of booty. You and the Queen. I know it! I get some too or I’ll tell everyone!” Jessica whined.



“There is NO secret supply of booty! There is nothing! The Queen wants you to go in my place to lead the expedition for men.”



“She… she wants me?” Jessica’s mood quickly changed and she smiled excitedly, “I get to run a ship! Oh, this is great, Tess. People will do what I say and we’ll find men and I’ll be a hero!”



“They’re replacing me with you and you think that’s just great!”



“What?”



“I save you from Donna and you desert me when it matters most. Then you accuse me of keeping a booty supply from you and are just so glad that you’ve replaced me!”



“Tess…”



“Donna took a real liking to you. She’ll foam at the mouth when she learns you’re back tonight. Don’t expect me to protect you. Donna will probably try to take you the first chance she gets before you board the ship and are out of her reach.” Tess told her coldly.



“Oh my. Oh, Tess. You’re… you’re right.” Her pretty eyes started to well up with tears, “Where will I go?”



“Why do you think I would care? I think I’ve stuck my neck out enough for you and gotten nothing good in return.”



“She might be on her way here right now! People were saying that she has spies here that pass along information. She knows I’m back! I’m not safe. These people talking at the town square, they said Marie isn’t the same since Donna got her. Donna takes people and they aren’t ever the same again, Tess. She does things to them. You’ve got to help me!” The young giantess wailed.



Tess couldn’t help but feel her heart soften for Jessica. She was just a young, helpless little giantess. Letting her fall into Donna’s hands would be like feeding her to the sharks. Tess pulled Jessica’s body against her. They embraced as Jessica let out a long sob. Tess patted her back gently and whispered that everything would be alright.



“I’ve been such a horrible friend, Tess. You’ve.. you’ve been so good to me.” Jessica whimpered.



“It’s okay. It’s okay. Nothing bad will happen to you tonight.” Tess’ hands slowly ran down Jessica’s back and stopped just before hitting the swell of her butt.



“You do everything for everyone and they’re so ungrateful. I see it now, Tess. I’ve been so worried about my own hard cock that I never even thought how horny you must be.” Jessica pushed her head against Tess’ breasts, “You haven’t had a servicer since the cave-in. You’ve been too busy trying to keep this place from collapsing…”



Jessica pulled her head from Tess’ chest and they stared into each others’ eyes. Tess brushed the blond hair out of Jessica’s face, her eyes sparkled with tears. Before either shemale knew what was happening, their lips pressed together. Tess slipped her tongue between Jessica’s pliable lips. Tess’ hands dug into the soft flesh of Jessica’s young butt as their tongues mingled. They both moaned as the kiss broke. Big boners had formed in their skirts.



“There’s that flavor again. The one I smelled on your breath earlier today…” Tess captured her lips again before Jessica could finish the thought.



They kissed for several minutes, their hands freely roaming the others’ body. Jessica smiled sweetly at Tess and said, “I want to make you feel good Tess. I know how badly you need it.” They both looked down at their hard cocks. Tess’ precum was showing through the skirt and she already felt like she could cum at any moment.



Tess sat back on the bed with her big tent pointed toward Jessica. The young shemale walked over to her friend and got on her knees. Her nimble fingers undid Tess’ tight skirt. Tess’ hard boner was unbelievably hard. Her swollen balls were overflowing with cum and precum ran her cock, pooling on her balls. The reddened mass was capped off with a twitching, purple head.



Jessica shoved the purple head in her mouth and started applying suction. Tess’ cock was so sensitive that her balls threatened to cum at every swirl of Jessica’s tongue. She knew that it wouldn’t be long before she unloaded a gigantic payload into Jessica’s mouth. Jessica’s soft lips pulled on Tess’ massive shaft. She took even more of Tess’ cock until her mouth was full to the brim.



Her head bounced vigorously on Tess’ cock and that sent her boobs flying in every direction. Tess felt guilty for looking but she couldn’t help it. They swung against themselves and looked about to ready to rip out of Jessica’s top. Jessica took her warm mouth off Tess’ aching dick and the spit-covered cock shivered in the cool night air. Tess didn’t have time to question it before Jessica’s tongue was licking the precum off Tess’ balls. Her lips wrapped around one of the big balls and sucked loudly, which sent a shiver through Tess’ entire body this time.



Jessica rubbed Tess’ hard, red cock over her face as her lips broke into a smile. Tess smiled too and blew a kiss. Jessica’s hands jerked Tess’ shaft gently and pointed the tip at her mouth. That’s when she took Tess’ cock back into her mouth and really started to suck.



“Jessica… Jessica… Jessica!” Tess called out. “Suck that cock you beautiful shemale. Fuck. Suck it good or your ass is Donna’s!” Tess’ hands cupped the back of Jessica’s head and pulled her lower on the big pipe.



Jessica tried to answer but it was hard with such a thick cock filling her mouth, “Ye… mmmmmhmph… Ma’am.”



“I’m going to cum! That’s a good girl! Keep sucking….!” Tess’ voice broke into a cry as her balls began to expel the copious liquid they held. It was like a fire hydrant went off. Jessica struggled to maintain her composure as her throat worked overtime to keep up with the huge load. Tess’ eyes were clenched shut. Jessica’s lips kept milking her cock…



Just then! The door burst open. Donna, with Marie next to her along with the Queen’s sisters stormed into Tess’ home. “I hope we’re not interrupting.” Donna laughed.



Jessica jumped to her feet and wiped her face with her arm. Tess shoved her sticky cock back in her skirt.



“What do you want, Donna? You shouldn’t be here.” Tess had fixed her skirt and stood up now.



“I came for the girl. I see you beat me to it though. What a shame. I guess I’ll have to take both of you.” Donna poked the Queen’s sisters and they walked toward Tess and Jessica.



“Leave them alone!” Everyone in Tess’ house looked back and saw Amber, Tess’ old friend and the giantess who’d lost her fight in the war pit.



“I assumed you’d have a sore ass. I didn’t think you’d be a sore loser too. This doesn’t concern you. Get out of here now.” Donna ordered her. When Donna ordered, most people listened, but Amber stood her ground.

Will led Sarah by the hand into his bedroom. He closed the door as they entered and pulled her towards him. He placed his hands around her, caressing her toned stomach as he slightly nibbled on her earlobe. He could feel her trembling in his arms. Sarah lightly ground her ass into his crotch, rubbing herself against his hardening cock.



“Mmm,” she moaned, feeling Will’s lips kiss the nape of her neck, causing her to break out in goosebumps.



She turned to face him, wrapping her arms around his neck, drawing him close. They kissed, tongues intertwining. Will could feel the hardening bulge contained within Sarah’s practically skin tight, black skirt pressing against his leg. He ran his hands down his lovers back and slipped his hands under the waist band of her skirt and squeezed her ass cheeks in his hands. She moaned into his mouth, and broke from their kiss. Will looked deep into those dark, hypnotically beautiful eyes as he tenderly ran a finger down the crack of her ass, tracing the line of the thong that rested there.



“Everything okay?” he asked.



“Perfect,” she said, stroking a hand through his hair.



She moved away from his embrace and walked backwards towards the bed, kicking her shoes off as she did. Will could still not comprehend how beautiful Sarah was. She was around 5ft 6 with beautiful long, thick wavy brown hair. She was of Latina descent so had a natural olive tan. She wore a pink shirt, which was done up with only one button, which held it closed over her large breasts. The shirt parted above the single button to show her cleavage. Below the button, the two halves of her shirt opened around her navel. A noticeable bulge propped up her skirt. She was the perfect image of desire.



She knelt on the bed facing Will. She slowly took the single button in her hand and unclasped it. The shirt opened exposing her voluptuous breasts, partially obscured by her long hair which cascaded down her body. Her breasts were perfect. Large, but not overly large, and pert. Will could see that her nipples were already hard. Two flawless, dark brown nubs which stood about a half inch from her breasts. She took them between the thumb and forefinger of each hand and lightly squeezed them. She put her head back and let out an audible sigh, driving Will wild with a desire to take those nipples in his mouth and suck on them. But he stayed where he was, enjoying the show this beautiful woman was putting on for him.



Sarah slid the shirt off her shoulders and sat back on the bed, leaning against the headboard. As she leant back, the hem of her skirt slipped up her long, smooth thighs. She reached into the drawer of the bedside cabinet and pulled out a bottle of baby oil. She flicked open the lid with a quick movement of her thumb, smiling seductively at Will. She tipped the bottle over her breasts and squeezed some of the thick liquid onto them. She then began to massage the oil into herself, doing so with big, exaggerated circles of her arms, pushing her breasts tightly together with each circle. She worked the liquid down her body, massaging it into her stomach, turning her shiny and slippery. She writhed and wriggled, loving the feel of her own body and enjoying the arousal that was evident in Will as he stood by the door. She slipped a hand under her skirt and began to lightly stroke herself, slowly thrusting her hips in time with her hand.



“Do you want to join me?” she asked. “My cock could really use some company over here.”



“So could mine,” he said, gesturing at the large bulge in his jeans as he walked (it took all of his self control not to run and pounce) towards the bed. “I’m gonna fuck you raw after that little show.”



“I know you are, baby.”



She took her hand from her skirt and sucked the oil off her fingers, enjoying the way Will smiled at her as she did. He got on the bed and crawled on top of her, taking his shirt off in the process. Sarah put two slender arms around his neck and smiled up at him.



“I love you,” she said.



“I know.”



He lowered his head and lovingly kissed her. It was deep and tender. His tongue lightly tracing her lips, occasionally finding its way inside her mouth. His hand slid up her oiled body towards her breast. His fingers very lightly caressed the sensitive skin around her nipple, sending mild shivers through her body. She raised her hips against him, grinding her aching crotch against his. He took her nipple in his fingers and squeezed on it, hard. She let out a small yelp, which was soon replaced by a moan of pleasure as her nipple hardened even more in his grip. Sarah liked a bit of pain during sex, and Will knew the perfect amount to drive her wild.



Sarah felt Wills hand move from her breast and snake down her body. He spent a few seconds tracing the outline of her navel while they kissed and then, painfully slowly, she felt his hand slipping beneath the elastic of her skirt. His hand brushed against the short, trimmed (nice and Brazilian) pubic hair that lay just beneath her panties. His fingers teased her there for a bit, exploring the area that was so close to where she so desperately needed to be touched, but never quite touching it. She enjoyed this gentle teasing, but eventually could stand it no longer.



“Can you stop fucking around and just grab it!” she said with a grin.



Will laughed, and delved his hand deeper into Sarah’s underwear and took hold of her hard member, giving it a gentle squeeze. Sarah lifted her head and kissed Will.



“Was that so hard?” she asked



“It’s pretty fuckin’ hard to be fair to it; feels to me like you need some relief to me.” He moved his hand over her cock, and took her shaven balls in his hand, lightly jiggling them up and down.



“Uh-huh,” she said, nodding her head with an almost child-like enthusiasm. “Like you wouldn’t believe, honey-child.”



“Let’s get down to some serious business then.”



Her beautiful face lit up in a musical giggle as Will sat up and playfully yanked her skirt down her long legs and threw it over his shoulder to land in a crumpled heap on the floor. Will looked down on her with wonder. Her beautiful face surrounded by a sexy spread of her long hair, covering the pillow she lay on. Her chest rising and falling with her heavy breathing, which caused her breasts to ripple slightly as they shone with a slick covering of oil. Her narrow waist gave way to a set of wide, curvaceous hips. And there, protruding from the side of her skimpy little black thong was a seven inch cock. Hard and pulsating with desire, throbbing slightly with her rapid heart rate, begging to be touched and teased and sucked and fucked. She took it in her hand and pushed up towards him.



“It’s all yours, baby,” she said.



He took the sides of her thong in his hands and yanked sharply on it, tearing it apart. A piece of material flew across the room. Will admired her tan lines now her thong was out of the way, which drew attention to her curves. He took her cock in his hand and slowly began to jerk it. Sarah lay her head back on the bed and closed her eyes as she felt him lick the length of her shaft. His tongue started at the base, almost between her balls, and lightly licked up her cock. He stopped to lick a few small circles at her sensitive fraenulum, before continuing up the head and finishing with a small taste of her urethra. He placed his lips around the head of her cock and Sarah let out an appreciative sigh and lifted her hips slightly, showing gentle encouragement.



“Suck it like you mean it,” she said.



With that, Will took all of Sarah’s cock down. It took her completely by surprise as she felt the head of her cock hit the back of her lovers’ throat, her whole body jerked at the sudden influx of pleasure.



“Fuck…your certainly keen this evening,” she breathed, propping herself up on her elbows to look at him.



Will made no verbal reply, but instead got down to some serious sucking. His head bobbed up and down with a speed that was dizzying. Sarah watched in amazement as her cock was taken all the way down time and time again. The pleasure was immense, her cock was tingling with an intensity that she wasn’t used to, and her breath began coming in short, sharp audible gasps. She cupped her heaving breasts in her hands as she arched her back and squeezed Wills head between her strong thighs. Sarah had had her cock sucked once or twice before, and despite the particular vigour that Will showed tonight, she was able to hold her load and enjoy the sensations that Will was giving her. It was a close thing at points though, and more than once she had to tell him to ease up to stop herself shooting down his throat.



Will sucked her cock for about ten bliss filled minutes, and then he took her out of his mouth with a slurp.



“Get on your hands and knees,” he commanded.



She did as she was told, and positioned herself on front of him or her hands and knees. She then lowered herself onto her forearms and rested her head on the bed. completely exposing her delicious ass to him. And it is a truly delicious ass, he thought, as his eyes absorbed the visually orgasmic site before him. The bubbly roundedness of her wide ass cheeks never failed to get him practically drooling with lust. He picked up the bottle of baby oil and squeezed a dollop onto each cheek, which he then massaged into her olive skin. He then drizzled some into her crack, which he watched drip down towards her tightly puckered rosebud ass-hole.



The cold sensation of the oil dripping over her hole caused a Sarah to take a sharp intake of breath. The coldness was soon replaced by the tender feeling of Wills first two fingers pressing on her sphincter, making gentle circular movements. He kissed her ass cheek lovingly and gently increased the pressure on her hole.



“You ready?” he asked.



“Always, my love,” she said.



“Then let me in.”



As he increased the pressure further, Sarah relaxed herself and his fingers were sucked inside her tight, warm ass. Sarah let out a long mmmmmmmm sound as she felt her lovers’ fingers enter her. He worked slowly, as always, gently pushing his fingers deeper. She felt his fingers go past the first knuckle as her ass clenched against this new intrusion. Her cock, which had softened during the initial penetration, began to harden again as the second knuckles entered her, rising with the steady up and down bop of her pulse. His free hand stroked its way up her thigh to settle between her legs and his fingers wrapped around the girth of her rapidly hardening cock. He didn’t jerk her off, but just held it in his hand. Sarah couldn’t be content with that, and began to slowly thrust her hips, rubbing her cock against her lovers’ palm. Will’s fingers had now reached the third knuckle and Sarah’s cock was hard enough to feel as if it was going to explode.



“How does that feel, baby?” Will asked.



“It feels just fine,” she said, still thrusting herself in his hand. “Don’t you go stopping there though, I want your fingers to fu-”



Her sentence was cut short as a long, primal moan was forced from her lips. Will had curled his fingers up and back to that sweet spot located in her ass. He felt her ass quiver around his fingers and her cock perform a momentary twitch and spasm in his hand.



“Dear God!” she shouted.



Will let out a laugh and added more pressure to her swelling prostate and gently massaged it. He took the base of her cock in his hand and squeezed along its length. Sarah saw a drop of pre-cum form on the tip, which began to drip towards the bed. His fingers prodded and poked inside her, sending her to new levels of sexual excitement. Her cock no longer tingled, but seemed to physically vibrate. Her balls had drawn in tight to her body.



“You look about ready to get fucked.” Will said. The pre-cum on her cock had now reached the bed, a string of clear liquid dangled from her cock into a wet patch on the sheets.



“Fuck me, Will. I want to feel you inside of me, I want you to shoot deep in my ass and I want to cum with your cock in me.”



Will eased his finger out of her pulsing ass and whipped his jeans off with the speed of a man whose about to get his dick wet. He lubed up his eight inch cock and placed the head on her exposed ass. She pried apart her ass cheeks with her hands, making the access easier. He pressed more firmly against her ass, and the head of his cock popped through her sphincter and entered her painfully tight ass. Her body tensed as her ass began to stretch around the girth of him, slipping into her inch my inch. It felt so good. A deep, warm pleasure filled her lower body and her cock continued to leak its sweet pre-cum onto the bed. She took some on the pre-cum in her hand and used it to lubricate the head of her cock. She then brought her fingers to her mouth and sucked on her juices.



He pushed all the way in, until his balls were almost touching hers. Sarah now raised herself off her forearms and onto her hands, in true doggy pose. Will’s hands rubbed along down her spine and caressed her ass.



“Go for it,” she said.



Will withdrew his cock until it was all but out of her, and then thrust it back home hard and fast. Right back to the hilt. As he did this, he gripped Sarah’s hips and pulled her back onto him. She let out a scream of pleasure. This was how he fucked her when he fucked her in doggy; hard, fast and without mercy. Sarah loved it. She thrust herself back onto him as hard as he thrust into her. Her tits jiggled and swayed as they hung towards the bed, swinging in time with their thrusting. Each time he entered her, Sarah would let out an animalistic grunt. Each time he pulled out of her, she would tighten her ass muscles around his cock, sending waves of pleasure through him. His hand reached around her body and found her cock, which he began to stroke rapidly. Her pre-cum began flying across the bed, leaving wet streaks around the puddle which had formed. This was usually how they began their love making, but it rarely ended this way. As they each felt their orgasm approach, they changed tactics.



“I’m getting close, Honey,” Sarah whimpered.



Will slowly took her cock out of her and she turned to face him. Her face a beautiful, sweaty, flushed image with hair sticking her forehead. Will sat down on the bed with his legs outstretched, cock rising from his body. Sarah crawled towards him and kissed him hard. As they kissed, she positioned herself so she was sat in his lap. He held her up as she positioned herself over his cock. She lowered herself slowly onto him, biting her hip as she took more and more of him. When she had taken all of him, she wrapped her legs around him and began to gently grind her ass in a circle. Her hard, pre-cum soaked cock rubbed against his stomach as he held her close and firm. They kissed with a passion that would rival any 16 year old couple. She gradually stopped rotating her hips and began to gently thrust herself up and down, causing her cock to rub up and down between her stomach and Wills. She broke from their kiss. He looked deep into her dark, seductive eyes as she rode him.



“I love you,” he said.



“I love you too.”



She kissed him again, clawing greedily at his back as she began to ride him faster. His cock inside her was hitting against her prostate as she rode, and the gentle rubbing of her cock against his stomach as she rose up and down was sending her closer and closer to the edge.



“Ungh…..Ungh…..Ungh.” The noises she made were involuntary; she couldn’t stop them if she tried. She looked down at her cock, and saw Wills stomach had a shiny puddle on it where her pre-cum had rubbed off on it. She bit down on his shoulder hard enough to leave a mark that would stay for weeks, but he didn’t notice the pain and instead held her tighter. He knew she was close, and so was he. Her breasts pressed against his chest, the nipples hard little buttons on his skin.



She quickened her pace. Her cock rubbing against him faster and faster. She could feel her orgasm right there, right on the edge. She thrust herself harder against will, increasing the pressure on her cock.



“I’m…goin’…to cum!” she panted in between gasps of air. She was looking deep onto his eyes as the pleasure in her began to build and build



“Let me feel you cum.”



He grabbed the back of her head and kissed her with all the passion he could muster. That kiss was the push she needed to send her over the edge. While his tongue was exploring her mouth, her ass began to clench harder and harder around him. She pulled away from the kiss, she had no choice, she needed to scream and scream.



“AHH….AHH…AHH…FUCK ME…FUCK ME WILL…AHH…AHH”



He pulled her even tighter towards him as she began to lose control of her body. His head buried in her long wavy hair.



“UNNNNGGGGGHHHH!!”



Her cock hardened as much as it could while she thrust and rubbed it against Will, his cock buried deep in her quivering, vibrating ass.



“CUMMMINNNNNGGG!”



Her whole body tensed as her cock began to twitch and spasm. Will could feel her cum shooting onto his stomach as her ass clenched and relaxed around his cock. When Sarah came like this, she momentarily lost control of her body. Her whole body began to convulse as wave after wave of intense pleasure coursed through her. If Will let her go, she would fall. But he held her tight as she wriggled and writhed in his lap, screaming his name as she lost herself within a world of deep, intimate pleasure.



As her orgasm subsided, and she began to regain some control herself, she began to ride Will hard. She could sense he was close, had most likely held back so she could enjoy her orgasm to the full. She intended to make him cum fast.



“You’re gonna make me cum,” he said.



She rode him faster still. He began to pant and moan. As she rode, her cum was smeared between the two of them. She felt his cock harden deep within her.



“FUCK!” he shouted as cock erupted inside her. The feel of his twitching cock inside her was as satisfying as the intense orgasm she has had just had.



They held each other tight as they kissed, each still savouring the afterglow of sex.

The trial continues and the lawyers for the defendants play nasty.



Andrea has to testify and confront her father…..







After transforming myself into a shemale and returning to claim the love of my life Jane, I was adjusting well to a life living with Jane’s lesbian lovers, now also my lovers. On a combined business trip and visit to my friends, Jane and I went to California where we ended up having fun with my employer Liz as well as Trish and Sandy, ending up with me sucking Trish’s dick. And later, despite my initial reservations, I took her dick inside me.



Later my sister Jill, who I had not seen for almost 2 years, came over in advance of the wedding along with her lesbian lover Ashley, and I ended up fucking and getting fucked by both of them. Just before the wedding I met Jane’s brother John and his girlfriend Ally and had my first experience with a man, as I did not consider Trish to be a man.



The wedding was the best day of my life, where I was finally married to the four beautiful women I had come to love so much Jane, Jenny, Chris and Ann, and they all loved me, we all loved each other. On the wedding night as we lay together I really felt that this was where I belonged, the bride of four beautiful brides.



On my return home from the honeymoon, I ended up helping a shy guy discover his feminine side, and become intimate in a way he or should I say she, had up to that point never thought possible, with my friend Kate. And it was at this point, the high point of my life being newly married and having just helped a guy find ‘her’ self, that I was attacked by two rapists at knife point.



The rapists, when they discovered I was a shemale, had shoved a broken baseball bat up my ass causing me to bleed profusely, the idea being that I would bleed to death. But one of my lovely brides, Jenny, had come to my aid, injuring both my assailants and attending to me giving me first aid just before I blacked out.



After almost losing my life and being in a coma for several days, I eventually came out of the coma, and after a few weeks in hospital I was eventually released to the loving care of my family. And finally the trial of my attackers came to court, but there were threats against Jurors from the start and the unscrupulous defense lawyers it seemed would stop at nothing to discredit the victims.



After digging up information about Lisa being a stripper and Marion making some videos when she was younger, the lawyers for the rapists now moved on to Betty.



It turned out that Betty had gone off the rails as a youth, and had a spell where she had become a crack addict. Betty had since cleaned up her act by going to Narcotics Anonymous and had not touched drugs since for 10 years, but the object for the defense lawyers was simply to try to undermine the credibility of the victims trying to gain support for the contention that the victims had been willing participants in what had happened to them.



Next up was Jean. They had discovered that Jean had been a swinger all of her life, and when asked about it Jean willingly admitted this fact, but made it clear that the fact that she liked sex with groups of people together did not imply that complete strangers had the right to rape her on a public street. Again though, the contention of the defense lawyers was that she was a willing participant in what happened to her.



Then it was Evelyn’s turn to take the stand. Evelyn as a young street wise youth had been a gang member and ran around in a criminal gang, but according to her own testimony she had turned her back on this lifestyle and had become an advocate for young people not to get involved in criminal activities, but the defense just wanted to put doubt in the minds of the Jury.



As we left the courtroom that afternoon I was full of compassion for the victims, and on arriving at the apartment both Jenny and I wanted big hugs from Jane, Chris and Ann.



I said, “I just feel so sad for the other victims, the way the defense lawyers tried to rip them apart was horrible.”



Jenny angrily came in, “Those fucking bastard lawyers have no scruples whatsoever putting those brave young women through so much shit. If I met them in a dark ally, there is no saying what I might do to them.”



“When do you testify?” Jane asked me.



“Tomorrow,” I replied.



“Are you worried?” Jane asked.



“Yes I am,” I said, “I am afraid how my dad would react if he finds that I am a shemale now, and it is sure to come up the way those lawyers dig into things.”



Jane hugged me compassionately, and said, “Look Andrea, he would have found out sooner or later you knew in your heart it was something you would have to face, besides you are not alone in this you have us now.”



“I know,” I said, “without you guys I don’t know how I could cope.”



Now all my family gathered round to hug me, and Jenny said, “That’s what loving families do, they are there for each other when necessary.”



Then Jenny said, “There is something I need to tell you all.”



Suddenly I remembered about Jenny’s father and I looked at her with understanding.



“I am afraid they will track down my father,” said Jenny, “and let him know my location.”



Then Jenny went on to tell the rest of the family what she had told me about her father about how he had abused her, and how he had gone to jail for it.



Jenny continued, “Now I am afraid he will come for me and he will also come for those I love. Because of me you are all now in danger.” Then Jenny started to cry.



Watching Jenny I felt like my heart was breaking in two, and I said, “No Jenny, this is not your fault, the only reason you became involved in this is because you stopped my attackers and saved my life. If anybody is to blame it is me for trying to walk back to the apartment alone at night.”



Jane cut in, “Stop it you two, neither of you is to blame, the only people to blame are abusers and rapists who think they have the right to treat women like shit, you are both beautiful courageous women.”



That night the three girls took Jenny and I out to a nice Chinese restaurant and I ordered Peking Duck, which was washed down with generous quantities of Saki, the meal was delicious.



In our large bed I made slow gentle love doggy style to Jane while she gave head to Jenny.



I loved being inside Jane my cock felt so nice inside her, it was like coming home for me fucking her or any other member of my family like that. As I grabbed her tit hard she cried out into Jenny’s pussy causing Jenny to cry out also, the sound of female orgasm was music to my ears.



Later I lay down to sleep with my dick hard inside Jenny’s pussy while she sucked Jane’s tits and fingered her pussy. It was like that that we fell asleep.



The following day it was my turn to testify in court, and I explained to the prosecution exactly what the rapists had done to me it was harrowing having to describe what happened to me but I got through it in the end.



The problems arose when I was cross examined by the defense.



“So how would you describe yourself the defense lawyer asked snidely, a woman, a man, or maybe an it,” he said chuckling.



“I present myself as a woman,” I replied.



“Isn’t it true that people like you,” he said sarcastically, “like to have stuff pushed up your ass?”



I replied, “That would be over generalizing. What people like to do sexually is their own business.”



Then he pulled out a strapon dildo and asked, “Do you know what this object is?”



“It’s a strapon dildo,” I replied.



“And isn’t it true that you like it when a woman wearing a strapon dildo pushes it in your ass?”



“Objection,” said the prosecution lawyer, “I don’t see how the victim’s sexual life has any relevance to this case.”



The defense lawyer responded, “I intend to show that the so called victim asked my clients to do what they did to him/her.”



“I’ll allow it,” said the judge, “but you better come to your point quickly.”



The defense lawyer addressed me saying, “Isn’t it true that you asked my clients to push the baseball bat up your ass?”



“No,” I cried incredulous, but the defense lawyer continued.



“Furthermore, isn’t it true that you sat on the baseball bat driving it further into you in order to give yourself more pleasure?”



“No… no… no…,” I cried, “how could you say that, they almost killed me driving that splintered bat into me.” I was really tearing up now sobbing profusely.



Then at that point the defense lawyer said, “No more questions.”



As I left the witness box my family gathered round me all offering me solace and as we left the courtroom Jenny was saying, “Those bastard lawyers, I hope they burn in hell. After everything Andrea has been through, they put her through that humiliation.”



Jane said, “Jenny, when you were talking about how underhanded those lawyers were, I thought you must be exaggerating, but after I saw that today I am beginning to understand what you girls are going through.”



Chris was saying, “Don’t let any of it get to you Andrea, these people are the scum of the earth, bastards who think that they are entitled to treat people like shit. We know the gentle caring and honest person that you are, and the jury can see it too.”



Ann held my hand while wiping my eyes for me with a tissue.



Now I had tears in my eyes again, but this time not tears of humiliation but tears of emotion that these women cared for me so much, “You guys are the best,” I said.



Fortunately we had reached the weekend so there was a break in the proceedings for 2 days.



Soon after we got back to the apartment my sister Jill and her partner Ashley arrived on the doorstep and immediately Jill came towards me wrapping me in her arms saying, “I wanted to give you support Andrea, I have hear that this trial is a real ordeal for you.”



As we sat down in the family room, Ashley said, “When I heard about what was going on in this trial I had to come over and comfort you, I figured you needed all the support you could get, but I also came to warn you for our father coming over to see you tomorrow.



Apparently he has been subpoenaed by the defense to speak about your history, they are looking for some dirt on you from your past.”



Suddenly it hit me, I was going to have to face my father sooner rather than later, and with it there was a wash of emotions, me thinking I wasn’t good enough, wasn’t man enough, questioning my identity. But then I looked around at my beautiful partners and suddenly felt calmer. I looked at my sister and her partner and I was filled with a feeling of being accepted by the people I most cared about and who most cared about me.



Jill was staying at our apartment with her partner Ashley and that night she was quick to drag me to her room.



Jill had a lustful gleam in her eye, she quickly stripped and then started to remove my clothes before jumping on the bed and pulling me onto it with her. Thrusting her soaking wet pussy in my face she ordered me to suck it dry, and I tried but the more I licked and sucked the wetter it became, by now Jill was writhing about on the bed and out of the corner of my eye I noticed that Ashley was frantically rubbing her clit as she watched us.



“It’s feels so naughty watching you like that with your sister Jill,” Ashley commented.



“Well it’s going to get naughtier,” Jill responded, “now I am going to make her fuck me.”



At that Jill grabbed me by the balls and grabbed my dick in the other hand and started to pull me into her, she was squeezing my balls and it hurt as she said, “Now you are going to cooperate or I promise it will get more painful.”



With that, she pushed my dick deep into her wet pussy and wrapped her legs tightly around me before finally letting go of my balls.



I was rock hard inside Jill and it felt incredible, I also admitted to myself that I liked the feeling of being dominated by Jill as she pulled me into her and held me inside her by wrapping her legs around me.



Then Jill cried out, “OK Ashley, go at her.”



Suddenly, unexpectedly, I felt a strapon dildo being pushed into my ass, thrusting me harder into Jill and causing Jill to cry out in unison with me.



Then Ashley grabbed Jill’s tits as she fucked me in the ass causing me to fuck Jill, and at the same time Jill was kissing me hard.



Then Jill stared into my eyes saying, “So do you like being fucked in the ass by my lover, big sis?”



All I could do was groan.



“Actually she is more like your baby sister,” said Ashley grunting with pleasure, “you have been a woman much longer than she has.”



“Good point,” said Jill panting, “by the way if you pull my baby sister’s hair, it will make her jerk inside me.”



With that Ashley yanked my hair hard causing me to cry out and my dick to jump inside Jill resulting in an “Ahhhhhh…” from Jill, then, “fuck I’m going to cum.”



Then I felt Jill’s pussy quivering underneath me indicating she was having an orgasm. At the same time Ashley stopped fucking me and started quivering for a moment, indicating that she was coming also through the action of her double ended dildo.



Pretty soon though Ashley was fucking my ass again, and I was still rock hard being pushed into Jill. Jill and Ashley came four times before I finally erupted inside Jill, but they hadn’t finished with me yet.



Now Ashley fucked me up the ass doggie style, while I sucked my own cum out of Jill’s pussy. Ashley was squeezing my tit hard as she pounded me, and clearly enjoying her sense of dominance over me by the way she was squealing in pleasure. Jill was also crying out in pleasure as I took long luxurious tastes of her used pussy.



Finally Ashley ripped off her strapon dildo and had me fuck her doggie style while she ate out Jill.



That night I slept with my dick inside my sister’s pussy.



The following morning the door bell rang, and Chris answered the door to my father. I had not seen him for 2 years and it was in some ways a shock to see his face again, in some ways a reminder of a life I had left behind. Well at least my mother was with him, to give me moral support and I guess him as well.



Initially he did not recognize me, but of course he did recognize Jill although she had changed quite a bit since she had left home.



Jill took my hand and pulled me out of my chair saying, “Dad, this is Andrea, of course you remember her as Andy.”



At this moment I was shaking inside and trying not to show it.



My father looked at me awkwardly and finally said, “I must admit that you make a much more attractive woman than I would have imagined.”



Then he continued, “Look Andrea, the first thing I wanted to say is that I did not want to testify in this case, and the only reason that I will be doing so is because I was subpoenaed. As far as I am concerned your life style choice is your own, just as your sister chose her life style, I may not like either of your choices, but what the hell it’s a free world.”



At this moment I looked at my sister Jill, she did not need to disclose to our father that she was a lesbian and yet she had done because she wanted to show solidarity with me.



He continued, “To be honest this is all new to me, and I am still in shock, still trying to process that my only son is now a daughter and my other daughter is a lesbian, well I guess you both are judging by your partners.”



“I understand sir,” I replied, somehow it didn’t seem right calling him dad at this moment. “I have been replaying the moment when I would have to face you as Andrea in my mind for a long time now. I don’t expect you to understand why I did what I did, but I want you to know that I am very happy being Andrea, and I am very happy with my new family.”



“Well,” said my dad, “I guess you must have wanted it very much, or you wouldn’t have taken the massive step towards changing yourself to be female.”



My family persuaded my father to stay for lunch, he was staying at a hotel nearby. During lunch we just talked small talk, and I was quieter than usual. Jane was her usual outgoing self though.



“You know Mr. Williams,” Jane said, “we all love Andrea very much, she is a beautiful person inside and out. I knew her for more than a year as Andy, and she was also a beautiful person before the change. You’re son, as he was then always told me how he was grateful for the family he grew up with, and certainly you instilled good values in him, now her.”



At this moment my mother spoke up, “I just have to look at Andrea as she is now, to see how happy she is, and see how her family are, to see how much she is cared for, in fact both Andrea and Jill are very happy in their new lives.”



“I guess you’re right,” my father said, “I just have to look at how Andrea and Jill respond to their partners to see that they have both found a sense of belonging. I don’t think that I will ever be happy with their choice, but in the end it is their choice.”



My father left after lunch to return to the hotel where he and my mother were staying, leaving the rest of us to spend the evening together.



After they had gone I think both Jill and I heaved a sigh of relief. And as we were eating our evening meal later on Jane said, “Well I think meeting with your father went quite well considering.”



“Yes,” I agreed, “personally I thought there would be a lot of anger from my father and attacks on my life style, both are life styles for that matter, but he seemed quite resigned to the fact.”



“I think mom had a lot to do with that,” Jill said, “she had obviously been preparing him for meeting us last night. I can only imagine the reproaches she must have suffered when he first heard about us.”



“Yes,” I said, “she always did stick up for us, like when I said I wasn’t interested in sport.”



“Hmmm… yes,” said Jill, “dad was always giving you stick for not being manly enough, and mom would always come to your defense.”



“You know what though,” I said, “I sympathize with him and I understand where he is coming from. He grew up in a world where there didn’t seem to be much ambiguity about sex and gender, in his day a man was a man, with all that that implied and a woman was a woman, a lot has changed. Sometimes I feel bad for his sake that I took the path I did.”



“You must never think that,” Jane responded passionately, “neither you or Jill, the most important thing in this world is for us to learn to be ourselves, other people just have to learn to accommodate to us. “



That night, Jane whispered to me to lie down on the bed and she made slow passionate love to me. First giving me an incredible blow job, and then mounting me cowgirl style, tenderly caressing my sensitive nipples as she rode my stiff dick.



As I felt my dick encased in Jane’s wonderful pussy I felt so loved, looking up at her beautiful face filled with ecstasy I was so aware that I wouldn’t want to change anything about my life, in this family with Jane, Jenny, Chris and Ann. I had something that I would not have been able to conceive before I met them, a true sense of belonging.



The following morning Jenny gave each of us a hand gun. She told us that we would each need shooting practice, and should carry the weapons around with us at all times. The reason for this was worries that the RADL, the group that the rapists belonged to and were paying for their defense would contact Jenny’s father and he would come after her looking for revenge.



After a Sunday afternoon at the shooting range, I found that I was the best shot of all of us and according to Jenny could have been trained as a sharpshooter. Not too long ago, this praise would have served to inflate my male pride, but not anymore, now I just thought of myself as a cool woman.



The next day, Monday, the defense called my father to the stand. After being sworn in, my father asked if he could make a statement before giving his testimony and the judge allowed it.

Please note, all characters portrayed in this story are over 18.



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Davina hurried down the hallway, her books clasped in front of her heavy breasts to stop them jiggling as she ran.



It had been almost two weeks since she had truly given herself to Mistress K in the beautiful, imposing headmistresses study, drinking the transgendered woman’s seed from another T-girls newly fucked butt.



In that time, Davina had slowly been coming to terms with her new body. The perfect legs, curving hips, bubble butt and the full, rounded breasts that were causing her so much trouble now. The weight was still unusual and she found that if she hurried without her books in front of them, the dom girls would wolf whistle and there had been a few occasions when Davina had got herself pressed against the wall by some of the more predatory doms.



Davina now slept in a small dormitory with three other girls. It was comfortable and had a little washroom and shower at the end. Olivia, the girl who had been so brutally fucked by Mistress K, slept in a bed next to Davina and the two had become firm friends. The other two girls were Katie, a gorgeous, petite girl with coffee coloured skin and a cute, upturned nose, and Bobbi, a girl who was very shy and would often keep out of some of the more graphic conversations the other three girls had late at night.



Davina was still finding the change in her life from skinny, awkward teenage boy, to a beautiful, curvy t-girl hotty, a bit difficult, but with the help of her new friends, things were changing. Olivia was the most sexually experienced out of all of them. They would sit in their nighties once the door to the dorm was locked and chat about their new lives. Olivia claimed that she was in love with one of the dom girls, a tall, statuesque brunette called Hope. And she described to her shocked, delighted room mates the few times that Hope had taken her to a deserted classroom and fucked her tight ass with her thick eight inch prick. The last time they were together they had been discovered, which was why Mistress K had fucked Olivia’s cute, puckered rosebud so fiercely, as a punishment.



They had asked Olivia what Mistress K felt like, what was it like to have that huge cock inside her? Olivia’s eyes widened and she said that she had never experienced anything like it. It stretched her so much she felt like she was going to split and the length simply took her breath away. She said she wasn’t sure if she’d like to do it again, but she was glad it had happened. Although, Davina thought to herself, it didn’t seem to have taught Olivia anything, as she was still constantly flirting with Hope whenever she could.



Davina finally made her way to the locker rooms and made her way in. The rest of the sub girls in her year were already there, milling around and chatting. They did sports 3 times a week, and the outfits seemed to vary from run-of-the-mill to scandalously sexy. Davina found Olivia sitting on her own, checking her nails.



“Sports outfits arrived yet?” Davina asked, placing her books in her locker.



Olivia shook her head when the sports master Mr Roberts, opened the door with an armful of parcels. He was huge, almost 6 feet 5 with a shaved head and massive shoulders.



“Get changed and be on the hockey field in fifteen minutes.” Mr Roberts shouted over the din of the chatting girls. “Or you’ll be in detention with me on Sunday.”



Davina shivered slightly at the words. The rumour was that detention with Mr Roberts meant squatting in a freezing classroom, naked, sucking the man’s cock for up to an hour whilst he read the Sunday papers. Davina still felt a little odd about guys. She loved the other girls and felt a thrill run through her when she noticed one of the Dom girls looking at her. But the idea of giving herself to a guy… it still felt a little icky.



The girls quickly started unwrapping the parcels as Mr Roberts walked out. Davina heard Olivia gasp as she opened the parcel.



“Oh my god!”



Davina opened her own parcel and suddenly blushed. Inside the box were a few tiny items of rubber clothing. Davina looked at Olivia. “Are we supposed to wear this?”



Olivia nodded with a grin. “We’ll have to help each other if we don’t want to end up blowing Roberts.”



They took the outfits out to reveal a tiny, baby pink polo shirt, white pleated sports skirt and pink and white hooped stockings, all made of rubber. A small vial of talc was in each parcel.



Davina and the other girls quickly took their uniforms off and began helping each other out. Olivia walked naked to her friend, talc in hand.



“Right hun,” she smiled, “this might tickle.”



Olivia started patting talc onto Davina’s shoulders and back and then onto her heavy, tan breasts and tight little tummy. Olivia’s warm little hands felt good on her body and as the girl’s hand went lower, fingers brushing through the tiny triangle of pubic hair and lower, their eyes met.



Davina bit her bottom lip as Olivia’s fingers slowly found her small, smooth penis.



Davina felt her butterflies in her tummy at the other girl’s touch, when suddenly Olivia stopped.



“You do me now!” Her friend laughed mischievously.



Davina started patting the perfumed talc into her friend’s soft skin, loving the feel of her under her hands. Olivia turned and Davina started applying the talc to her friends breasts. They were a little bigger than Davina’s but still beautiful and firm. As Davina’s movements became slower, Olivia’s nipples started to blush and grow.



Olivia’s blue eyes once more met Davina’s green ones and slowly they moved together. Davina felt her friend’s nipples brush her own. And with what felt like a tiny electric shock in the pit of her tummy she felt her own penis brush against Olivia’s. Davina felt her girlie cock start to grow slightly. Olivia’s pink bow lips where just inches from hers when they heard a cough.



Davina spun to see that the changing room was almost empty — Bobbi the shy girl from their dorm moved closer and spoke in her soft, quiet voice.



“You better hurry, or you’ll be in trouble.” With that, she lowered her eyes and scampered out of the room.



Olivia and Davina quickly started putting the outfits on. The polo shirts were incredibly snug. Davina pulled hers over her head, putting her thin arms through the short sleeves. The rubber stretched over her skin and felt very strange… and also very nice. Soon the shirt was pulled down as low as it would go, an inch above Davina’s bellybutton. Her breasts felt unusual, pressed together in the tiny pink top. A slit ran several inches down the front giving anyone who wanted a great view of her tightly packed orbs.



She quickly buckled on the tiny white rubber pleated skirt which started at her hips and was only a few inches long. She then ran the hooped rubber stockings up her lithe, smooth legs until they stopped mid thigh. At the bottom of the parcel she found a tiny pair of pink panties and two small white gloves, both in rubber.



She wriggled into the panties, and feeling them slide over her girlish thighs was one of the most erotic things she had felt in her life! She pulled them up into place, hoping that the swelling of her penis wouldn’t show too much. She then pulled on the tiny gloves that barely came to the wrist and pulled her long auburn hair into a ponytail.



Olivia was standing waiting for her and they turned to look in the mirror before they went out. The uniforms were practically indecent. The tops hugged their figures beautifully, lifting and presenting their ripe cleavage, whilst the stockings and skirts showed a tantalising few inches of firm, tanned thigh.



Davina put a gloved hand to her mouth. “Oh my god!”



Olivia winked into the mirror. “We look super hot.”



Davina smiled nervously. “We look like we’re going to go do a porno or something.”



Olivia grinned again. “I’m game if you are.”



Olivia giggled, watching her friend blush once more and they put on small pink trainers and hurried out.



On the sports field, Roberts was waiting, looking at his watch as Davina and Olivia ran out. Roberts sighed as they came out. Fourteen and a half minutes. 30 seconds more and Sunday would have been incredible. Oh well, he thought to himself. There’s always a next time.



The girls began playing hockey in the wall enclosed field. It wasn’t long before their tight rubber outfits started to make them all glisten with sweat. This was the first time that Davina had worn rubber clothing and it felt liberating and frightening. She felt tightly enclosed and yet very very exposed, all at the same time.



And every time the girls went for the ball, bending over, their tiny skirts would rise up, exposing their thighs and tiny, skin tight rubber panties, enclosing their delicious behinds.



As they were playing, Davina noticed a man watching them from a gap in the wall. “Who’s that?”She asked Olivia, panting at the exertion.



“That’s Joseph. He looks after the grounds. Cute isn’t he?” She said, before running off after the game.



Davina watched the man and saw, with a shock, that he was looking directly at her. She quickly turned and ran after the ball.



Davina was no good at sports. As a boy she had had no talent, and as a girl, she seemed no better. At one point Mr Roberts stopped the game and walked over to her, towering above.



“It’s a hockey stick, not a goddam agricultural tool. If you can’t even be bothered to try to do it right, I’ll put you straight in detention ” He shouted. Davina was shaking, afraid that he would humiliate her just as countless sports teachers had in the past. When suddenly Davina realised he was staring down her top, at the pin-pricks of sweat making their way between her tightly clasped cleavage. Again, that strange feeling came over her. The feeling of having power over a man. She still couldn’t believe that when guys looked at her, they weren’t seeing the geeky boy, but a voluptuous, tanned girl that they wanted to touch and hold. Davina began to shake, from fear and from excitement at what she was about to do.



Davina bowed her head and bit her bottom lip, then looked up at him through her thick lashes.



“Could… could you show me? Sir?” Davina half whispered.



Roberts looked at the beautiful t-girl and slowly moved around behind her. He reached around, putting his hands over Davina’s on the stick.



“You hold it like this.” He said, moving the hockey stick back and forth.



Davina slowly let her tight little ass move backwards until it was pressed against the large bulge in the sports teacher’s pants. She heard him gasp between his teeth, and genuinely unable to believe how shameless she was becoming, slowly wriggled her rubber clad butt into his crotch. The man groaned.



“I think I’ve got it now, Sir.” She said, huskily over her shoulder.



The man nodded and stepped back, wiping sweat off his forehead. Davina noticed that some of the other girls were staring at her, but for the first time, she didn’t care. She felt powerful.



At the end of the game, Davina and Olivia walked back towards the locker rooms, their skin glistening with a thin film of sweat, their breathing making their breasts rise and fall in the tight rubber material.



They were chatting when Davina saw something from the corner of her eye. It was Joseph, the groundsman, he smiled, beckoned once to her and disappeared round a corner. Davina’s head was spinning, but, overcome with her power over Roberts on the hockey field, she decided that she would be brave. She turned to Olivia.



“I… I think I forgot something.” Davina said, her voice shaking a little.



Before Olivia could say anything, Davina started jogging back the way they had come. When Olivia was out of sight, Davina turned and made her way in the direction Joseph had gone in.



There was an overgrown path leading away from the sports field. Davina felt her breath come in quick gasps, her knees trembling. What was she doing? This was so stupid.



Her courage almost gone, Davina turned and came face to face with Joseph. He was 6ft tall, broad shouldered with a hard, lean body. His black hair and dark skin gave him a Mediterranean look.



Davina gasped and stopped.



“Sorry I surprised you, sweetie.” Joseph smiled.



Davina looked up at the man, and felt her body shaking. “I… I came the wrong way.” She mumbled.



“Really?” He moved forwards slightly. Davina stumbled a little and felt a wall behind her back. “Cos, when I beckoned you over, you looked like you knew where you were going.”



He moved closer to the trembling t-girl, and put his arm past her head to lean on the wall. Davina’s stomach was churning with fear… and excitement. She had never been in this situation before. She wanted to run… she wanted to… kiss him. The thought came to Davina’s head in a flash. Somewhere inside her David suddenly awakened. He didn’t kiss boys, he didn’t wear slutty outfits and wriggle his ass in other guys crotches. What the fuck was going on.



Davina pushed hard against Joseph’s chest. “Let me go.” She said, her breathing laboured.



Joseph smiled, looking down at the tight, tan body. The beautiful breasts straining against the rubber, and at the slim brown thighs, slightly parted below the white rubber skirt.



“I’ll let you go.” He said. “But first, you gotta give me one kiss, sweetie.”



“No,” cried Davina. “And stop calling me that. I don’t like guys… I… I’m not who you think I am…”



Joseph smiled and leaned forwards. Davina moved her head to the side but a strong hand came up and gripped her jaw. Joseph leant forwards and kissed Davina strongly, mashing her lips back.



Davina felt a wave of something incredible come over her the moment their lips met. Pure unbridled lust. Her little cock was starting to harden against the restricting material of her pink rubber panties. She groaned in the back of her throat.



“Please…” She moaned.



Joseph leant in again and kissed her, more softly this time. It was the first time she had been kissed by a boy and the feeling was incredible. The smell of his aftershave, the feeling of stubble on his jaw. She felt his tongue slide between her lips and start to explore. Her own tongue slid along his.



It was like nothing she had ever felt. Her breasts rose quickly as Joseph leaned back, taking in the beautiful t-girl.



“Lift up your skirt.” He said huskily.



Davina never dropped eye contact as she slid trembling hands down her body to the hem of her skirt. She slowly pulled it up, exposing her tight panties.



She watched Joseph drink in her body with his eyes. His hand moved down between her legs, his thumb slowly stroking the soft skin of her thigh. And then she felt his hand gently stroke the front of her panties, stroking along her hardening cock.



Davina groaned again, letting her head fall back as he slowly tightened his grip and then relaxed it, squeezing her clit. His fingers came up and slid into the tight waistband of her underwear. Davina clung to him, her breath coming in hard gasps and soft moans, kissing his neck as slowly he stroked her, running his thumb over the tip of her little cock. His other hand rose up her hip, across her tummy and began to squeeze her breasts.



Davina reach down and her gloved hand found the front of his pants. She began rubbing the huge bulge, feeling it twitch and harden.



Joseph kissed her deeply again and then lowered himself down her body, kissing her neck, running his tongue over her cleavage, tasting her sweat mixed with the scent of rubber. He kissed her breasts, letting his tongue swirl against the shiny material, feeling her nipple grow. He got to his knees and kissed the tight skin of her tummy before moving down.



He inhaled her perfume, and the scent of her sweat and kissed the front of her panties. Davina moaned again, instinctively spreading her thighs as his hot, wet tongue licked the velvet, hairless skin where her thigh met the material of her panties.



With a quick movement he had his fingers in her waistband and urgently tugged the stretchy rubber downwards. Davina felt her hands rest on the back of his head and her panties stretch between her spread knees. She knew it was wrong, to be so exposed, to be letting a boy do this to her.. But she couldn’t stop. It was impossible.



He gently kissed the tip of her semi-hard cock and then took both her cock and balls in his mouth all in one go. Davina’s eyes rolled in the back of her head at the intense pleasure and moaned hard, an almost animal sound. She sighed as he let her slip from his mouth.



She felt his hands grip her hips and slowly turn her until she was facing the wall. As though in a dream, and with her whole body trembling with new pleasure, she let her breasts press against the rough surface as she pushed her beautiful rounded ass towards Joseph. His tongue explored her cheeks, leaving silvery lines of saliva. She felt his strong hands clasp her cheeks and spread them, then felt his hot breath on her most secret place.



The moment his tongue touched her rosebud, Davina felt fireworks go off in her head. And then, the tongue was withdrawn. Her body sagged when suddenly she felt the tip of his tongue press against her anus, softly at first, then more and more firmly. Slowly she felt her most secret entrance begin to open for him and Joseph’s thick tongue slid smoothly inside her.



She arched her back, pressing her butt into his face as he began to tongue fuck her. “Oh, god… Joseph… please…”



Joseph’s tongue continued to fuck her, sliding into her perfect little hole, and then out, then back in, swirling around. And then it slowly withdrew. Davina didn’t notice that he had stood up. He reached around her, his hand cupping her breast, squeezing and kneading and she felt a strong finger pressing against her entrance.



She turned her head, panting and his mouth found hers, his tongue taking over her mouth. The finger slid inside, passing the rubbery resistance of her virgin hole and he began fucking her with the digit. Davina’s little cock was now pressed upwards against her stomach, pulsing in time to the movements of Joseph’s finger.



The finger withdrew and she lifted his hand, taking the finger between her cherry lips, licking and tasting herself like a slut.



She felt Joseph shifting behind her and the jangle of belt buckle. Then she felt something she had never felt before. The hard, hot, throbbing meat of a huge cock resting against her ass cheeks.



She felt him shift again and looked down. With a delicious feeling he was rubbing his long, thick cock between her legs, against the bottom of her scrotum. As she watched she saw the perfect purple head, huge beneath her own, sliding backwards and forwards.



Her gloved hand came down between her legs and gripped his thick shaft. He was not as big as Mistress K, but it was still a thick, beautiful cock. She squeezed and she felt his meat pulse in response.



Joseph held her tight as with one hand he took hold of his penis and pressed it against the t-girls velvet cheeks. The head of his cock found her entrance and he wrapped an arm around her tummy as slowly he began to push forwards.



The entrance held for a few seconds, and then, like a blossoming flower, began to open to him. Davina felt pain as the thick head spread her open, but it was only slight. Most of all she felt an incredible heat gathering in her stomach, of pure unbridled lust.



Suddenly, she stiffened.



Joseph spoke in between hard gasps. “Are you okay?”



Davina, her body shivering looked over her shoulder at him, her huge, liquid green eyes making him want to be inside her even more. “I… I promised the Mistress.”



“You mean… you’ve never…?” He asked in disbelief.



Davina nodded, her eyes tearing. “I promised the Mistress that I let any man inside me until she… until…”

Joseph nodded and gently let her go. “I understand.”



“I’m sorry… I’m sorry…” Davina kept muttering.



He gently turned her round and wiped a tear away from her cheek. “I understand. I’ve worked here long enough to know what would happen if you disobeyed her.”



Davina smiled weakly and kissed him. As she did, she felt his thick cock between them, pressing against her tummy.



“But,” she said, smiling, “I can still do something about that..”



She kissed him again and got to her knees. Joseph sighed as her small gloved hands took his shaft and began stroking back and forwards. She looked up at him as her little pink tongue began flicking around the tip of his penis, licking tiny drops of pre-cum away.



“You’re beautiful.” He said.



Davina slowly opened her thick red lips and felt his cock slide into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around him, loving the his scent, the salty mineral taste of his cock.



She began moving her head backwards and forwards, always looking up at him with her big green eyes. She loved the way his thick meat spread her mouth so wide, stretching her lips. He put his hands on the back of her head, grasping her ponytail. He began to fuck her mouth, pushing deeper and deeper into her throat. Davina gagged slightly, but she didn’t want to let this gorgeous man down, she held her breath, taking him further in.



Eventually, she felt her petite nose press against his pubic hair, his soft scrotum pressing against her chin. She slid the cock back out, long tendrils of saliva connecting her sweet lips and his engorged head, then plunged him back inside.



She could feel him shifting his footing and his legs begin to tense when suddenly he pulled her hair back and got her to her feet.



“But you haven’t cum!” She cried.



He looked at her slick, glistening lips and felt the cum boiling inside him. Quickly he reached down and, grabbing the rubber panties stretched between her knees, pulled them up.



She looked at him in confusion. He quickly pressed her against the wall and kissed her, then turned her round. He then flipped the back of her skirt up and pulled the back of her tight panties open. His other hand was wrapped around his penis as he began to feel his cum rising. He pressed the tip of the penis against the soft skin at the very top of Davina’s cheeks and, grabbing her tight, began to cum.



Thick fountains of hot sperm flew from the tip of his cock, splashing against Davina’s butt and slowly sliding down between her pert cheeks. He came more and more, his legs almost buckling at the experience. Finally, he stopped, drained, and leaned against Davina’s back.



Davina felt herself pressed against the wall and smiled to herself. His weight felt wonderful against her, and she felt as though she had made an important step. This man. This very handsome man, had wanted to mark her as his. She had never had this effect on anybody as a boy.



Deliberately she reached back and pulled her panties up all the way, feeling the hot semen sliding over her entrance and around her smooth balls.



She turned as Joseph shakily got his balance back.



“Thank you, Sir” She said, smiling cutely. And she turned, adjusting her skirt and walking away, making sure that she put an extra wiggle in her hips as she went. And as she did, she could feel his strong, potent seed, washing around her most vulnerable parts.



Inside the locker room, Davina found Olivia waiting for her, wrapped in a towel.



“Where have you been?” Her friend asked.



Davina smiled. She wasn’t sure she wanted to share this, but then remembered that she and Olivia had already been as close as possible that day when Olivia was strapped down on the Mistresses desk.



Davina smiled slowly like a cat and unbuckled her rubber pleated skirt, letting it fall to the tiles. Then, very slowly, she pulled her rubber panties a few inches down her thighs.



Olivia looked at her friend in puzzlement and then saw thick strands of thick white goo dripping not only from the panties, but also from between her friends thighs. Olivia’s eyes widened.



“Did you..?” She asked.



Davina shook her head. “I promised Mistress. But it was close.”



“Who was the… Joseph!” Olivia almost shouted, then looked around guiltily. But the changing room was empty. “It was Joseph?”



Davina nodded shyly. Olivia slowly got her feet, letting her towel drop, revealing her soft, curvaceous body and small, hairless penis hanging between ripe thighs.



Olivia walked around Davina and stopped behind her. Davina was shaking again as she felt her friends finger run gently through the cleft of her buttocks.



“Well, if the amount is anything to go by, he certainly enjoyed himself.” Olivia whispered over her friends shoulder.



Davina saw a finger appear from behind her laden with thick, dripping sperm. The finger made it’s way to Davina’s lips. She opened them, and sensuously licked the finger clean, swirling her tongue around Olivia’s slim, manicured digit.



Olivia moved and Davina felt her friend pulling her cheeks apart. A slim, hot little tongue began lapping at Davina’s behind.



“Mmmmm…. W-what are you doing back there, Olivia?” Davina gasped.



Olivia get to her feet and walked to face her friend. Her nose and lips were smeared with Joseph’s cum. Olivia smiled and leaned forwards. Davina closed her eyes as she felt Olivia’s lips meet hers.



As they kissed, Olivia opened her lips and Davina suddenly felt a warm, liquid silk flow into her mouth. Joseph’s cum circulated between them as their tongues met and slid.



Olivia leant back, smiling, her eyes bright. “Swallow what the gentleman gave you, Davina.”



Davina let the rich tasting cum slide over her tongue one more time, and then swallowed. She looked down and saw that Olivia’s cock was now hard… and so was her own.



They moved forwards again, their cocks sliding against one another, kissing. Davina felt breathless, her rubber-clad breasts pressing against Olivia’s naked chest.



They moved together, and Davina felt Olivia’s finger run down her back and over the rise of her bottom. The finger pressed gently against her entrance.



Olivia pulled back again and smiled devilishly. “I’ve got a way you can keep this with you all day.”



She quickly got to her knees and cupped the gusset of Davina’s panties in her hands as they rested, stretched between her thighs. Olivia tipped the panties and let the pool of thick white semen that had collected fill her mouth, dripping over her lips.



She motioned for Davina to lie down and then grasped her friends ankles and brought them up and over. Davina lay on the cold tiles, her own ankles by her ears, looking curiously at her friend.



Olivia squatted above Davina’s face, her own legs keeping Davina’s firmly anchored in place. She then leant forward so that her face was resting an inch above Davina’s exposed anus. With gentle fingers she spread Davina’s entrance and opened her lips.



The sperm flowed out of Olivia’s mouth in a beautiful white ribbon — directly into Davina’s open hole. The flow was true and soon disappeared deep into the beautiful young t-girl’s most sacred place.



Davina felt the warm flow of liquid pass deep inside her. She gratefully reached her head upwards and softly kissed Olivia’s rosebud, making the girl shiver.



Suddenly there was a banging from outside. The cleaners were coming in. The two girls quickly got to their feet and hurried to the showers.



Mistress K sat at her desk, a cup of tea perched between her hands, as she looked out of the window to the sun sinking below the horizon. There was a knock at the door and Matron walked in. They greeted each other and Matron sat opposite the headmistress.



“You don’t have company today? Is Imogen out of favour?” Matron asked, nodding to the large dildo sticking from the floor underneath the Mistresses desk. Normally one of the students, often a beautiful blond called Imogen would be impaled on the rubber cock, nuzzling and sucking on the Mistresses legendary prick.



The Mistress shook her head. “Everything’s fine. I just want to ask your opinion on something.”



Matron nodded as the Mistress pushed a button revealing a large screen. It was the view from a hidden camera showing somewhere on the grounds. Davina walked in wearing a rubber sports outfit and then Joseph appeared. Matron felt herself becoming aroused as she watched.



“I’m not surprised that Joseph couldn’t resist. You know how he feels about t-girls in rubber.” Matron smiled.



Mistress nodded. “Why do you think I chose those outfits for today?”



“Are you going to punish her?” Asked Matron as they watched Davina turn to the wall and present herself to the man, panties round her knees.



“Watch.” Murmured the Mistress.



Matron watched, and then opened her mouth in surprise. “She didn’t do it!”



Mistress nodded. “It was a test. And she passed. But she’s becoming aware of her power more quickly than I ever thought. She nearly made Roberts cum in his sports pants out on the hockey field today. I had to lend him, and that battering ram he calls a cock, Imogen for the evening. Before he tries to take Davina during the next hockey game.”



Matron gasped. “You gave him Imogen? But I thought she was your favourite?”



Mistress nodded. “She has to learn that she does what she’s told. She was getting a little too comfortable as my personal slut.”



“So,” asked Matron, “what are you going to do about Davina?”



Mistress smiled a catlike smile. “I need to know if she can really be controlled. If not, she’ll just end up as another slut that has fun for a few years before losing herself. I’m going to put her to the ultimate test. If she does as she’s told, I’ll make her future assured.”



Matron raised an eyebrow.



Mistress’ expression became hard, “But the test will be the hardest thing she has ever had to do.”



The next day, Davina sat in class, a large dildo complete with balls stuck to the table in front of her. At the front of the class Ms Fanshore, a tall, hard looking transgender woman stood with her tight jeans undone, her large cock hanging from the fly. A 20 year old T-girl sub in the year above Davina was on her knees, licking and sucking at the teacher’s cock.



“Now class.” Ms Fanshore said. “Do what Victoria does. Work the shaft. That’s it.”



The girl on her knees slid her tongue up and down and Davina leant forward, letting her own tongue work up and down the dildo. As she closed her eyes she started fantasising that it was Joseph’s cock. She had been up half the night, going over and over what had happened with Olivia and the other girls. Things had got quite heated and as they went to sleep, she could hear a buzzing noise from Olivia’s bed, which meant that her friend was using a vibrator on her little hole.



The classroom door opened and Matron walked in. She looked directly at Davina.



“Come with me, now.” Matron said sharply, before turning and leaving.



Davina quickly got to her feet and picked up her books, mumbling an apology to Ms Fanshore as she went.



Matron strode down the corridor ahead and Davina hurried to keep up, still tottering slightly in her heels.



“Matron, what’s..” Davina began.



Matron stopped dead and turned. She looked furious. “Don’t say another word. You don’t want to end up in even more trouble.” And with that, carried on down the hallway.



Davina felt panic run through her body. What had she done. What had… Joseph. Suddenly Davina felt a thin film of sweat on her forehead. She had acted like a slut with Joseph and now she was going to be punished.



Matron stopped outside Mistress K’s door and knocked. Then she turned, glared at Davina and walked away.



“Enter.” Came Mistress K’s reply through the wood.



With a pounding heart, Davina walked into Mistress K’s study. The beautiful, imposing T-woman stood facing away, looking out of the window. She was wearing a white, figure hugging suit with a short, businesslike skirt.



“Close the door. Undress. Now.” Mistress K did not turn round, but her voice was cold.



With shaking fingers, Davina unbuttoned her blouse, fumbling with the buttons. In a few seconds the blouse fell to the floor and this was followed by her skirt and bra. Davina took a deep breath and slid her panties down around her ankles. She was about to pull down her thigh high stockings when the Mistress turned around. Her face was pale, and her lips were set in a thin line.



“Leave those on. And your shoes.” She barked.



Davina did as she was told, her eyes lowered, visibly shaking.



“Pick up your clothes and put them on the bench.” She was commanded.



Davina did as she was told, trying not to meet Mistress K’s gaze. The Mistress walked over to her and grabbed Davina by her auburn hair.



“I told you that you belonged to me, little slut. Do you remember?” The Mistress asked, eyes like steel staring directly into Davina’s own. Davina nodded, her eyes tearing. “I do, Mistress.”



“And yet I find out that you’ve been spreading your legs,” Mistress K slapped Davina’s thighs, making the girl jolt, “and your lips,” this time she slapped Davina’s cheek, making her cry out, “to one of the gardeners. One of the fucking gardeners of all people.”



She pulled Davina by the hair towards the desk. “We had a deal, and you broke it, you little bitch.”



She dragged her to the far side of the desk and pushed her to her knees. “Get under the desk and mount the dildo, slut.”



Davina hurriedly got to her knees and turned, backing her way under the desk, tears now freely running down her cheeks from fear and self-disgust. She carried on backwards until she felt the huge rubber cock press between her cheeks.



She shifted her ass slightly until she felt the huge tip against her rosebud. Mistress K, meanwhile stood in front of Davina, lifted her skirt to expose her huge, beautiful cock, and sat in the chair.



Davina slowly pushed back on the dildo, but it was so much bigger than anything she’d ever had in her before. She grunted a little as she pushed, but it was no good, the tip was just too wide.



Mistress K lifted up her booted feet to rest them on Davina’s naked thighs, the stiletto heels poking into her flesh. “Get on that dildo, or I’ll whip the flesh from your body, bitch.” Mistress K growled, and pushed down with her stiletto heels. Davina shrieked with pain and plunged her ass backwards. Her hole spread wider and wider, pain shooting through her, as the thick rubber invader dug deeper and deeper into her virgin hole.



Mistress K kept pushing with the heels, as the girl sank down onto the huge rubber cock, the sluts breath coming in hard, tortured gasps, her body spasming, trying to make room for the unwelcome visitor.



Finally Davina felt her butt cheeks touch the end of the Dildo. She was in excruciating pain, the dildo was like a steel pole running up through her whole body. She could hardly breath and she blinked back more tears, waiting for her body to adjust.



As she gasped, the thick head of Mistress K’s cock was pressed against her lips. Mistress K had forgotten what it was like to have a first timer impaled on the huge dildo. She was already hard and, throwing her hair back and her hips forward, she thrust her cock into Davina’s open mouth. The girl gagged, but the Mistress did not let up, pressing her cock in deeper and deeper.



“Fuck the dildo, Davina.” She said huskily. And she felt the girl whimper around her cock as the little slut began slowly moving herself up and down the thick toy. Strands of drool were already appearing from the side of Davina’s mouth as she felt her Mistresses cock tap again and again against the back of her throat.



Mistress K held the girl’s head still and spoke in a low whisper. “You have displeased me. And I do not like those who displease me. You are about to hear what your future holds. Say nothing, and do nothing but pump that prettily little rump of yours up and down the dildo and suck on my cock. If you stop or try to interrupt my conversation, you leave immediately, naked and alone.”



Davina whimpered again but did as she was told, feeling her sphincter start to loosen around the invader and her gag reflex start to abate.



The intercom on the Mistresses desk sounded. “Your 12 o’clock is here, Mistress.” The secretary’s voice sounded tinny through the speaker.



“Send him in.” The Mistress replied.



Davina could here the sound of the door open above the coarse sound her her own breathing through her nostrils.



“Please, take a seat.” The Mistress said. “I’d get up, but as you can see…”



Davina heard the man take a seat, and then inhale sharply. She guessed that he had seen her ass so crudely distended by the monster toy. Almost without meaning to, Davina began to pump a little harder, wanting to put on a show for their visitor.



“May I get you anything?” Asked the Mistress.



When the man spoke, Davina froze.



“How’s about one of what you’re having.” The man said. Davina recognised the voice. It was her Step-Father!



Mistress K pushed forwards, gagging Davina and bringing her back to reality. She continued to pump against the dildo, still sucking on her mistresses cock, but now her heart was racing and she could feel panic building.



“I’m sure we can find someone to attend to your needs after this little meeting, Mr Jonas.” Mistress replied silkily.



Pete Jonas, Davina’s step-father leaned back in his chair, and watched the plump, tanned ass as it slid up and down the sex toy. The ring of muscle looking almost like lips as they seemed to suck and swallow the thick rubber.



Mistress k coughed politely, getting his attention. “I called you here today to speak about your son, David.”



“Step-Son, you mean,” he grunted. “He’s no son of mine. He’s always been useless. Just the same as his mother. Useless fucking family as far as I’m concerned.”



Mistress k ran her fingers through Davina’s hair as she felt the girl stiffen again. “Indeed.” She replied. “David showed some promise when he came to us, but he has recently been causing trouble. We’re very close to sending him home to you.”



Jonas snorted. “Doesn’t fucking surprise me. Little faggot can’t do anything right. Although you might as well just drop him on the street, because he’s not welcome in my house anymore. Truth be told,” he said shifting forwards in his chair, and getting an eyeful of the show, “his mother’ll soon be out on the street too. It was a mistake getting involved with them in the first place.”



Mistress k smiled coldly. “Of course. You’re clearly a man who makes up his own mind. I admire that. Why don’t you stay this evening, and I’ll arrange a little entertainment for you. It seems a shame for you to have wasted such a long journey.”



Jonas leaned back in his seat and nodded. “Sounds like a great idea.”



Later, once Jonas had left, Mistress K slid her cock out of Davina’s tired mouth and looked down at her charge, taking in the smeared mascara and tear stained face.



“Davina. What happens next is very important for your future. I want you to understand that I am not doing this because I am cruel, although I can be cruel. I’m doing this because you have to understand that you belong to me. And more than that. You have to understand that you have an incredible talent with men. They crave you. You must understand that this is how you will make your future a success. Use you ass, your mouth, your beauty. Use them all to get what you want. Do you understand.”



Davina nodded hesitantly, but the Mistress could tell that she did not understand. “You face a test tonight, Davina. Pass it, and you start your future tomorrow. Wealth, happiness, adventure, can all be yours. Fail the test, and I send you home with that man. And trust me, I’m a good judge of character, and that man is a monster.”



Davina blinked back tears. She nodded silently. “Now,” said Mistress k, “because you have such a lot to do, I will let you go now, before I have even cum. That is how important this is.”

Mistress K backed up in her chair and stood, letting her skirt slide down over her cock. Davina slowly edged forwards, feeling every single inch of the huge dildo slipping out of her. The head was the largest part, and yet there was only a small amount of resistance as it finally popped out of her battered little rosebud.



She shakily got to her feet.



Mistress K pointed to a door that Davina had never noticed before. “Matron is waiting for you through there. Do as she says, obey your instructions and the future will be wonderful. Goodbye, little one.”



And with that, Mistress K leaned down and kissed Davina deeply, tasting her own pre-cum on the little sluts lips.



Davina walked through the door, her legs barely able to take her weight. To hear that the Mistress was thinking about sending her back to that heartless bastard. Pete Jonas was Davina’s step-father, an evil minded sadist who, back when Davina was still David, used to knock him around at the slightest provocation. He was also mean to Davina’s Mom, and it sounded like he was going to dump her too! Davina’s Mom had put a lot of money into Jonas’ business, which had now become a success, but the bastard probably wouldn’t leave her a thing when he walked out of the door.



Davina was trying hard not to cry when she saw Matron waiting for her in a small room. Matron walked over and put an arm around her shoulders, and Davina immediately began sobbing.



“There, there, darling,” Matron said softly. “I’m sure you’ll do well this evening. And then all of this will be over.”



She poured a deep, hot bath and washed Davina very gently, then dried her and wrapped her in a thick, fluffy robe.



“What… what’s the test tonight, Matron?” Stammered Davina.



Matron smiled. “You’ll find out soon enough, darling.” And with that she opened a side door and let in Charity, the T-girl who had first taught Davina how to apply make-up.



Charity smiled at Davina and sat her down in a make-up chair. She began styling the beautiful young T-girl’s long auburn hair, straightening it and adding product to make it shine like silk. She then began applying make-up. Davina sat dumbly in the chair, not sure what was going on. From the mirror she could see that Charity was applying quite heavy make-up, certainly more than she was used to wearing. By the time she was finished, Davina looked at herself, and couldn’t believe the transformation.



Normally she looked pretty, but innocent, just a dash of make-up to bring out her natural beauty. Now, with eye-liner around her eyes and deep, shiny red lips, she looked like a little whore. Charity leant back to admire her work, and smiled. “You look gorgeous, babe.” She said. “Now, drop your robe and we’ll make you perfect.”



Davina slowly got to her feet. She felt so nervous, but she had known Matron and Charity since she first got to the finishing school, and she didn’t really feel strange being naked in front of them. Her robe dropped down to the floor. Charity smiled again, taking in Davina’s beautiful, lithe body. “Looking hot, hun. You’ve really developed.” She said, wickedly.



Charity then began to squirt oil onto her hands and rub it into Davina’s skin, first her legs and then up her thighs, her tight little butt and back. The sensation was very nice, and even though Davina had had a very stressful day, she felt herself begin to loosen up. And she felt other parts of her body begin to harden up.



Charity turned her round and knelt down, starting to rub oil into her tummy, when she saw Davina’s little clit begin to swell.



“My,” she purred, “you are a very responsive young lady, aren’t you?” And Charity leant forwards and flicked the very tip of Davina’s hardening cock with her tongue. Davina moaned softly, but Charity just smiled and continued with the oil, up Davina’s body, and over her pert, rounded breasts, her thumbs running over the thick nipples.



Davina was a little out of breath by the time Charity had finished, and wished that the sexy T-woman’s hands hadn’t stopped their delicious work. Matron then walked forward holding a shiny piece of red leather. It was a tiny waspie corset that encircled Davina’s already slim waist, and, pulling hard on the cords, matron tied the corset as tight as she could. Davina felt the breath leave her body and her back straighten as the restrictive garment was made secure. Her butt now stuck out and her breasts were pushed upwards and forwards.



Charity the knelt once more and took out two red patent sandals with a thick perspex platform and stiletto heal, buckling them onto Davina’s petite feet. The straps continued up Davina’s calfs, finishing just below the knee.



Matron slowly turned her about, tottering slightly on the high platforms, to face the mirror. Davina drew in a quick gasp. She nearly didn’t recognise herself. Her face looked wicked, and sensuous, but her body looked made for fucking. Glistening with a thin film of oil, the corset and heels doing their work to present her assets in the most alluring, most provocative way.



Davina felt her cock grow harder as she looked at herself. The perfect shemale whore, ready for anyone who wanted to fuck her.



“You’re ready,” whispered Matron, and taking Davina’s hand, led her through a tight passageway into a round chamber with a single door at the far end. Sitting on a couch was Mistress K. Her eyes widened as Davina was led in.



“My god. She’s incredible.” Mistress K breathed, getting to her feet and slowly walking around Davina, taking in the rising, falling breasts, the beautiful, pert shining ass.



Mistress K stopped directly in front of Davina and with soft hands gripped the T-girls hairless penis, gently tugging.



“Am… Am I for you, this evening, Mistress?” Davina asked, nervously.



Mistress K laughed a deep throaty laugh and shook her head. “I wish you were, Davina. I could fuck you until you were no longer able to walk. No my darling, we have a different test for you this evening.”



She took Davina’s hand and led her to the doorway at the far end of the room, and pointed to a small viewing hole. Davina leaned forwards and looked in to see a dimly lit room. The room had mirrors on ever surface apart from a wide leather chair sat in the middle. And sitting on the arm chair was her Step-father. Davina’s heart started beating faster and faster, and she felt herself begin to tremble. Pulling away from the door she turned to Mistress K, shaking her head.



“Please,” she begged, “not him. Anybody but him.”



Mistress K smiled slightly cruelly. “As we agreed, you belong to me, slut.” Her expression softened slightly. “You think I’m being cruel, but I’m not. There is a hidden video camera in that room. You must go in and do what he asks. You must let him fuck you. And you must make him say that he knows who you are, knows that you were once his step-son.”



Davina blinked, trying not to cry. “But why? Why would you make me do this?”



Mistress K narrowed her eyes. “It should be enough that I tell you to do it. But I also do this to help you. That man is pure evil. But once we have this tape, he belongs to us. To you. We can ensure that your mother is cared for for the rest of her life, that he never bothers her, or you again. With that tape, you will have control. Life is not easy for women like us, Davina. We must use everything we have to make life better. Do you understand?”



Davina looked at the Mistress, and slowly she began to understand what the Mistress had been trying to tell her. Finally she nodded. “I understand.”



And with that, she leant forward on her high platforms and lightly kissed the Mistresses lips. Mistress K looked at her, shocked, and for the first time that she could remember, blushed.



“Let’s get started.” Davina said softly.



Mistress K dimmed the lights in the chamber and slowly opened the door.



Pete Jonas was getting bored. He’d had an excellent supper and a few too many glasses of wine. The girls had been good company over dinner, and he’d tried pawing at one or two of them, but that Mistress K bitch kept a pretty tight ship. Whenever he got a little out of hand, the girls were sent to sit at a different part of the room. She’d promised that it would all be worth his while, but he’d already been sitting here for 15 minutes, and if something didn’t happen soon, he’d just get up and leave. He stared at his own reflection in the mirrored walls and admired himself. Not too bad looking even after all these years.



The door opened slowly, and for a few seconds he could see nothing. Then he smelt light, sensuous perfume and saw a figure swaying into the room. He saw only the outline at first. The girl was beautiful, petite, curvy, but slim.



As the girl walked into the dim light, Pete took in the porn star shoes, the beautiful slim legs and ripe thighs, the rounded hips and tiny, corseted waist. He saw the small cock hanging between those thighs and licked his lips. That he liked girls with ‘something extra’ was a secret he’d kept hidden for all his life. As he continued looking up he admired one of the finest racks he’d ever seen. Rounded, heavy and pert. The T-girl’s tan body glistened in the low lighting.



“Good evening, Mr Jonas.” The voice was light, breathy.



Pete looked up and saw a beautiful, slutty face, framed in auburn hair, piercing green eyes staring back at him, a sultry smile on the plump lips.



There was something about the face that he knew, but it was difficult to place.



The girl walked towards him, hips swaying seductively until she was just a few inches in front of him. Her scent was beautiful, perfume, and a slight sexual musk that made his cock start to harden in his pants.



She slowly turned on the spot until her ass was just in front of his face. “Do you like what you see, Mr Jonas?” The girl asked, looking at him over her shoulder. She began to bend forwards, running her hands down her glistening legs, revealing her tight little rosebud. Slowly she stood up again.



Pete’s cock was painfully hard now, as the girl turned back towards him. She stepped even closer, until her little hairless cock was right in front of his face, then bent forwards to whisper into his ear. As she leant forwards, her heavy breasts brushed his cheek. Pete moaned in the back of his throat. The heat from the girl was incredible. He had never wanted anyone so much in his life.



The girl’s mouth was right by his ear and he felt her lips brush briefly against his skin. “Don’t you recognise me, Mr Jonas? Don’t you recognise your step-son?”



Pete suddenly jerked backwards and the girl rose and took a step back. Pete Jonas’ breathing was heavy. “What the fuck is going on?”



The girl smiled sexily and ran a hand down her body, arching her back. Her finger ran down her cock and further, between her legs. She slowly sank into a crouch.



“You know what’s going on. Don’t pretend that this isn’t what you wanted. Your own personal shemale fuckslut.” The girl almost purred.



Pete didn’t know what to do, as he looked at the girls face he started to see slight signs, slight memories of David’s in the shape and bone structure. And in the eyes. But his own eyes were drawn down to the wide spread, tanned thighs, to the little hand working away. He could see the tips of her fingers dipping in and out of her ass. His cock pulsed.



“David…” He gasped, his voice sounding rough.



The girl smiled and withdrew her fingers from between her legs. She brought them to her lips and began to lick them with her pink little tongue.



“You made me. You wanted this.” She got to her feet and slowly brought her knees up so that she was straddling him in the leather chair. She slowly took first one of his hands, then the other and placed one on her breast and the other on her ass. “Tell me who I am.”



Pete’s voice was a harsh whisper in the dim room. “You’re… you’re my step-son.” He said finally. His hands were trembling but already he was starting to squeeze the flesh of her ass, to stroke her beautiful firm breast.



“They call me Davina now. But I’m in trouble. I’m not supposed to be here.” Davina leant forwards until her lips were just by his ear. She swallowed, trying not to tremble or let her fear or loathing for this man show. She let her lips kiss his ear and he gasped. “I want you to take me home, throw my bitch mother out of the house and keep me as your personal sex slave. Would you like that?”



Pete paused, and for a second, Davina thought she had gone too far. But when he replied his voice was tight with lust. “Yes.”



Davina slowly got off him and knelt down, swiftly removing his shoes and socks. She leaned forwards and Pete looked over her shoulder seeing her tanned, ripe little ass reflected in the mirrored walls, the small smooth balls hanging between her legs.



Her hand stroked over his cock, making him moan and then she undid the buttons on his shirt.



Pete suddenly grabbed her hand. For the first time he looked slightly suspicious. “Then… then why don’t we leave now? Together.”



Davina felt a thrill of nerves run through her, but she stood up, arching her back. She ran her hand down her corset and down over the oiled, velvet skin of her cock. To her surprise it was starting to grow hard again. She breathed deeply, watching him watch her breasts rise and fall. “Do you see my little clit? So pathetic compared to that beautiful thing I just felt in your pants.”



Pete nodded, still wary.



“It’s getting hard for you. I’ve wanted you for so long. A real man. A strong man. The reason we can’t leave now is because I’ve waited long enough for you already… Daddy.” Davina breathed.



She looked at him through her lashes, still letting her fingers slide of her hardening clit. And she could see that she had him now. He was hers to control. And now she truly understood what Mistress had been trying to tell her. With her beauty, her sensuality, she no longer feared this man as she had as a weak, slight male. Now he wanted her more than anything. And she was going to put him in a position where he could do no harm ever again. This was her power. And it was starting to turn her on, overriding the hatred and loathing and fear she felt for him.



“Don’t you want to fuck me, Daddy?” She asked, almost a little sadly.



Pete took a shaky breath. “Yes… I want to fuck you… I want you right now…”



Davina moved around behind the chair, her ass jiggling slightly with every step, and she removed his shirt. She then walked back in front of him and crouched down on the floor. Her hands ran up his thighs. He growled in the back of his throat as she started to rub his cock through his pants. She then slowly undid his fly and he watched as she smiled like a slut, pushing one hand into his fly.



“What do you have for me, Daddy?” She purred. Her fingers found his throbbing cock. It was about average in length, but very very thick. At least Davina understood one thing her mother had seen in him.



She freed his cock from his pants and gripped it in her hand, squeezing and gently pulling the skin down and up on the shaft.



“Can… Can I suck your cock? Please?” Davina asked, looking up at him. He nodded, unable now to talk.



Davina leant forwards, and took in the smell of his sex. She couldn’t believe it, but she was now incredibly turned on by the effect she was having on this idiot. She opened her lips and pressed her tongue against the very bottom of his shaft, and then incredibly slowly, licked her way up his cock, her eyes always on his. When she reached the top she let her tongue swirl around the hot, fat helmet, already covered in pre-cum. And then she bobbed her head, letting her lips run over the top, taking him in her mouth.



He grabbed her hair as she began sucking his cock, tasting him, swirling her tongue around, feeling the thick shaft stretch her lips wide. Her head bobbed up and down and his hips rose to meet her. Soon his cock was buried deep in her throat and she felt his pubic hair graze her nose.



He began to tense and she swiftly pulled back, letting his cock fall from her mouth. He watched entranced at the saliva that still connected his cock to her lips. She quickly undid his belt and removed his pants and shorts. Then she stood in front of him and straddled his naked body. Her boobs pressed against his face and she felt him start to lick and suck at her nipples.



She brought her oiled ass down and began sliding it back and forwards along the length of his shaft. She had to admit that the girth and the heat felt wonderful.



She looked over her shoulder and saw her pneumatic body sliding over his, her glistening tanned flesh rippling with every stroke. She gasped as he bit one her nipples, but it felt good.



She felt his hand grip her cock and she gasped out loud, arching her back. And then she did what she had to do. To end this whole charade. She leant backwards and gripped his cock and pushed back until the head was just pressing against her most secret entrance.



Slowly she pushed backwards and felt herself begin to widen as her rosebud blossomed around the thick invader. Her breath came in harsh gasps, restricted by the corset, but she continued to push onto him. It was the first cock she had had inside of her, and it felt right that this would be the one that freed her.



The thick head widened her ass even further, making her cry out and bite her lip, until finally, it was in. She paused, her hand resting on his shoulder, but clearly he had mistaken her cry for one of passion.



He grabbed her waist and thrust upwards. Davina groaned as his full, fat length filled up her tiny ass. Her own little cock was pulsing with each beat of her heart as she sat, splayed on him.



He started to fuck her, with swift, hard strokes, pounding her soft, delicate hole. She felt him rear up in her insides, stretching her as wide as she would go, then sliding out, only to pound back in once more.



Gradually her muscles relaxed and she began to accommodate his length more easily. And soon, she was riding him hard, her ass slamming down onto his thighs taking his cock deep into her perfect place.



He suddenly stopped and pulled her up and off him, and as his cock left she felt her ass gape, already used to its powerful visitor.



He turned her round, his legs wide, and forced her thighs wider still until she was as spread as she could be, her own legs hooked behind his. And then he sat her back down, aiming his cock, sliding it easily into her ravaged hole.



Davina gasped again as he re-entered her, but now she could take him. He thrust up into her and they both watch their reflection in the mirror. She watched her own little cock bounce in time with his thrusts as he gripped her hair, pulling her head back. His other hand found her breast and kneaded and pawed at it cruelly.



He began to thrust harder and harder, sweat now covering both of them, and she felt him tense beneath her. He shouted and she felt the warm heat of his semen begin to spurt inside her, swiftly filling her tight ass.



He finally stopped bucking and lay back in the chair. For a few moments she lay back against him, her thighs still spread, her ass still impaled on his dick. When she had got her breath back, she braced herself, and slowly got to her feet, feeling him slip wetly out of her. She also felt his cum begin to leak out of her, down her inner thighs.



“That… That was incredible.” Pete said.



Davina stretched. She felt incredible. So powerful and strong she could hardly believe the change in herself.



“I’ll get dressed,” he said, “and then I’ll see you outside. We can leave tonight.”



Davina looked at him over her shoulder, still getting her breath back, his semen dripping from her. “Uhuh.” She said non-committally and then walked, with shaky legs, out of the door she had come in through.

Greg was late for class. He ran through the hallways. They were very particular about being punctual here. His health teacher especially. She was very focused on such things. Greg had been late twice this week. He couldn’t help that his car kept breaking down. Ms. Sin was a real hardass and didn’t accept excuses.



Greg had only started his last year of high school here after his eighteenth birthday a few months ago. He was worried about the impressions he was making. He got to the door of his health class and checked his watch apprehensively. It was 7:58. Greg pumped his fist in his victory. He wasn’t late for his 8:00 class. He quickly readjusted his clothing after all that running and turned the knob to open the door.



Inside the room, all the kids were seated already. He looked over to see Ms. Sin had stopped reading out of the study book. He gulped, sweating from the energy he had just expended to run to class.



“I’m glad you decided to join us, Mr. Turner.” Ms. Sin stood up from where she had been sitting on her desk and walked over to the class cabinet, carrying out a study book and handing it to him, “Take your seat now, Greg. Don’t be late again.”



Greg didn’t argue. He walked over to his seat and opened his book to the page on the board.



“You’re late again, G. This isn’t Mr. Lee’s fourth period. You can’t be late for Ms. Sin’s health class.” Andy, his best friend, whispered from one desk over.



Greg hadn’t been late. It was 7:58 when he walked through the door and the class didn’t start until 8:00! He let it go though, nodding his head and looking up to listen to Ms. Sin’s lesson.



Ms. Sin wasn’t drop dead gorgeous in the Hollywood anorexic model. Still, something about her kept Greg’s attention. It’s not that she wasn’t pretty. She was. She was also very intimidating. She stood close to six feet tall, a fact that was accentuated by the heeled shoes she always wore. She had long dark hair and a warm smile, complete with full lush lips, and the crimson lipstick she was fond of.



Not so hidden in Ms. Sin’s blouse were her ample breasts. The black skirt she was wearing today stretched to snugly fit around her thick butt. Greg’s eyes wandered from Ms. Sin’s lesson to her smooth, muscled legs. She hopped back on her desk, facing the classroom, and crossed her legs. Greg’s eyes struggled to see beyond the valley of thigh flesh into her skirt.



He felt a tap on his shoulder and looked over at Andy. “I never even knew we had a gland there, G. This stuff is sick. Why were you late anyway?”



Greg looked back over at Ms. Sin and saw that she had left her desk, she was turned away from them, writing something on the chalkboard. Greg looked at Andy, he whispered, “I wasn’t late.”



“Oh yes you were. Why do you think Ms. Sin warned you in front of the class?”



Greg was flustered, “I wasn’t late. OK!” He said a little too loud.



The class looked back at Greg. Ms. Sin turned her head and gave him a stern look, which gradually softened.



“You weren’t late, Mr. Turner? The classroom clock tells a different story.” Ms. Sin sauntered down the aisle of desks until stopping at Greg’s, she wrapped her hand around his wrist and lifted his watch arm closer to her eyes.



“Mmmhmm.” Ms. Sin tapped on the glass face of his watch with her nail and then pointed at the classroom clock, “Your watch is a little early here, Greg.” Her brow furrowed for a moment, “Hmm.. this is a good idea.” She squeezed his hand and then released it. Ms. Sin walked back up to the front of the class, her hips sashaying.



“Class,” She started, “Mr. Turner has brought up a good point. I want all of you to synchronize your watches with the clock on the wall. Don’t be late for this class.” Ms. Sin smiled. She added, “It is the most important one after all.” Nodding in Greg’s direction.



The class carried on in an usual manner. Finally the bell rang and kids started shuffling out of the classroom. Greg grabbed his books and headed out the door.



“Wait here a moment, Greg.” He heard Ms. Sin call out.



Greg’s feet weighed more than usual as he circled back to her desk. He knew that Ms. Sin was a disciplinarian and he didn’t want to get on her bad side.



“Yes, Ms. Sin?”



“Oh, I’m so glad you stayed. Usually when I call out for kids to stick around, they’re out the door already. It takes a lot of energy to haul them back here,” She laughed. “I want to tell you…”



The bell rang again.



“I’ll have my next class here in a minute and you shouldn’t be late for another period. Go on. Just come by and see me after school. I’ll be here.” Her next class started pouring through the doorway. Greg nodded his head that he heard her and slipped out the door.



He asked himself, what was that about? Was she going to chew him out after school? Greg didn’t have much time to consider the possibilities before he heard someone call out from the end of the hallway, “Turner!” It was Andy. Greg walked at a faster pace to catch up with his friend through the busy hallway.



“Hey G. What happened? I’m surprised to see you here. I figured Ms. Sin was gonna make an ottoman out of you.”



“It’s your fault!” Greg shouted at his friend, playfully pushing him, though he didn’t feel like fun and games. He was just mad at Andy. “She wants to see me after school.”



“Oh man. That sucks. I bet she wants to lay into you without kids walking in.”



“You think so?” Greg muttered.



There was no answer. Greg glanced out and realized Andy had already walked away to catch his next class. Greg still had a few minutes to catch his class. Greg kicked himself into high gear and ran to his next class, making it just in time.



The hours rolled by slowly. Greg and Andy caught up at lunch and brainstormed over the after school meeting with Ms. Sin. Greg could always say he felt sick if he had to. His afternoon classes went by faster. Even an interesting science class couldn’t take his mind off the incident in health though.



The final bell rang and while all the kids rushed through the building and out the doors, Greg walked slowly, killing time. Greg really did feel sick by the time he made it to the health class door. It read: Ms. Sin Room 96 Health Class



His sweaty palm wrapped around the doorknob and twisted it, opening the door. He walked in and saw Ms. Sin sitting at her desk. She was grading papers and didn’t immediately acknowledge Greg. He closed the door, grabbing the strap of his backpack and dropped it off his shoulder. Greg exhaled loudly in case Ms. Sin hadn’t heard him.



“Take a seat. I’ll be with you in a minute.” She didn’t look up.



Greg sat at the desk directly across from her desk. He folded his hands together apprehensively while she marked something in her book. Greg couldn’t help but notice that a couple buttons of her blouse weren’t buttoned. They had been at the beginning of the school day. He tried not to look because he felt she would see if he did.



His eyes zeroed in on the cleavage despite his brain’s wishes. It wasn’t as if her tits were spilling out of the blouse. That wasn’t it. Greg could see more than he had in the morning. That was what grabbed his attention. He wouldn’t admit it, not even to Andy, but there was something about Ms. Sin which made Greg go wild. This was evident by the erection growing in Greg’s pants.



Ms. Sin’s eyes shot up to Greg’s, “I’m glad you didn’t pretend to forget to see me after school or fake sick, or something like that,” She rolled her eyes, “You’d be surprised what some of these kids try. This is the way to make it easier on yourself.”



“I don’t understand, Ms. Sin. Am I in trouble?” Greg had a confused look on his face.



Ms. Sin smiled, “No, dear. Not at all. I didn’t want to embarrass you by having this conversation during class.” She stood up, walking over to him, “Greg. I like you so I’ve cut you some slack. But you have to realize, you can’t be late to my class. You have to make an effort to get here on time and once you have, you can’t talk to your friends. Do you know how disrespectful that is?”



“Yes. Yes, Ms. Sin. I’m very sorry. My car isn’t reliable. I need to…”



“No,” She cut him off, her tone more serious, “There are no excuses. Do you understand?”



Greg nodded.



“I’m an old-fashioned kind of girl. Respect is very important to me. You show me respect and I do the same. I’m your teacher and I demand your undivided attention in this classroom. Keep that in mind the next time you want to act out in class. You’re dismissed.”



Greg stood, his face red, and apologized again. He grabbed his backpack and shut the door to Ms. Sin’s classroom behind him. He wasn’t going to be late tomorrow.



Greg went home and spent most of the night doing homework. He chatted online with Andy but didn’t go into detail about what happened after school.



It was the next morning already. Greg left early to make sure he was on time. He was one of the first kids at their desks in health class. Ms. Sin gave him a look, signaling that she saw he was on time.



Before long the bell rang and class started. It began with an assignment in the study book. Ms. Sin collected those, then put her piece of chalk down and rubbed the residue off her fingers. She walked through the aisles of desks slowly.



“This is health class. We do more than just busy work around here,” Ms. Sin pointed at a study book on one of the kid’s desks. “Knowledge is power, ladies and gentlemen. I teach the consequences of drug use. You learn the basics here about anatomy.” Ms. Sin crossed past Greg’s desk, her arm sliding over his back as she squeezed herself between the aisle.



“But we also talk about life, living healthy and relationships. We discuss issues of sex with an adult tone. I intend to use my platform here to teach you that knowledge is also tolerance. It’s time to highlight the LGBT community. Do we all know what that is?” Most of the class shouted out in affirmative.



“The ‘T’ in LGBT stands for transgender. Can anyone tell me what a transgender is?” Ms. Sin asked the class.



Someone from the back piped up, “Isn’t that those guys that run around with socks stuffed in their shirt and they wear wigs and stuff?”



“Let me explain. And don’t shout out next time.” Ms. Sin took a seat on top of her desk, “This is a very sensitive subject which hasn’t been treated that way for many years. You’re thinking of a crossdresser. He or she, however they choose to refer to their gender, may be gay or bisexual, but they’re not necessarily a transgender. Transgender people are people who primarily identify with the opposite gender and decide to do something about that.”



Ms. Sin crossed her legs, “That can mean male or female. Let’s take someone born into a male body who identifies with feminine characteristics. When they decide to begin this process, they become transgendered or transsexual. They either take hormones and or get breast implants. They live as the opposite gender, in this case, as a girl. There are post-op and pre-op transsexuals. Post-op transsexuals have gone through sex reassignment surgery. Pre-op transsexuals haven’t.”



Ms. Sin crossed and uncrossed her legs again. Greg was straining his eyes to see in between her wonderful legs.



“There’s also something called a non-op transsexual. We usually call these women shemales. They live as women and have augmented their breasts in some manner but also like the hardware they were given at birth. I’m going to be blunt here, class. They’re ladies with cocks.”



The class laughed at Ms. Sin’s language and the serious nature of the discussion being boiled down so far. Ms. Sin laughed too and readjusted herself on the desk. It was then that Greg’s leering eyes got their eyeful. To Greg’s utter surprise, staring back at him was the head of a flaccid penis. It had to be six or seven inches flaccid, half of it sticking out of Ms. Sin’s pink panties. It was the shock of Greg’s life. Ms. Sin was a transsexual. A SHEMALE!



The class had quieted down from Ms. Sin’s comment and she continued, “Shemales retain their cocks and have the same or an even greater appetite for sex than most men and women too. They enjoy using their penises as much as men do. A lot of shemales make dominant partners. Now I’d like to…”



The bell rang.



“Oh alright. Go on. Get out of here, class. No homework tonight!” Ms. Sin called out as kids started packing up for their next class.



Greg did the same, with a sinking feeling in his stomach. He knew Ms. Sin’s secret. He couldn’t believe his teacher was a shemale. All that time he had been drooling over and fantasizing about a shemale!



“Greg. Come over here. I want to speak with you.” Ms. Sin looked over at him.



What? Did she know that he knew? A lot of crazy thoughts were flying through his head as he walked over to Ms. Sin’s desk.



“What… What is it, Ms. Sin?” He looked at the floor.



“I want to tell you that I appreciate you being in class early today. I’m glad that you’ll take instruction and follow my rules here. It goes a long way.” She paused, “… Is something wrong, dear?”



“No. No, nothing. I just have to make it to my next class.” He stammered, still not making eye contact.



“That’s alright. Run along. I’ll see you in class bright and early tomorrow, right?”



“Uh.. yeah. Thanks, Ms. Sin.”



The rest of the day was uneventful. Greg tried his best to avoid everyone. So much so that Andy rushed to catch up with him after school.



“What’s wrong, G?”



“Nothing. Just nothing.”



“You’ve been wigging out since health class! Come on, what the hell is wrong? I haven’t even seen you since lunch.”



“I said nothing!” Greg snapped back.



Andy thew his arms up, “Ok. Ok. I’m on my way.” He walked off in a direct direction and left Greg alone. Alone with his thoughts. How could he stay in Ms. Sin’s class knowing what he knew? He couldn’t even face her. This was the woman he had jerking off to for months! She had a cock! A big fucking cock.



Greg slept in the next morning. He resolved to miss Ms. Sin’s class altogether. Greg got there in time for second period and tried to push health class out of his mind. That lasted until lunchtime when Ms. Sin found him in the lunchroom.



“Mr. Turner. There you are!” Ms. Sin walked over to Greg’s table, leaning over him and putting her fists down on the table, “I thought you were going to be on time for my class this morning. I figured you were sick when you didn’t make it at all. Imagine how surprised I was when I learned you had made it to school after all, and just in time for second period!”



“Umm… yeah. It was.. err… right! My car. I’m sorry….” He stared down at his lunch



“I’ve been a teacher for almost fifteen years. Don’t insult me with these excuses, young man. This is a total lack of respect. I want to see you in my room after school. Got it?”



“Yeah… I do…”



“Be there, Mr. Turner.” She glared down at him.



Greg muddled through the rest of the day, incessantly worrying about seeing Ms. Sin after school. The final bell rang all too soon. Greg knew what he had to do. He walked through the halls like they were his last steps, sighing heavily at the door to Ms. Sin’s classroom.



Ms. Sin was sitting at her desk grading papers like the last time Greg was here. This time though she looked up immediately at Greg, “Have a seat, Mr. Turner.”



Greg reluctantly threw his backpack off and sat at one of the desks. Ms. Sin quickly followed and surprised Greg by sitting on top of the desk where he had taken his seat.



She began immediately, “I’m a good judge of matters and I get the feeling that something is wrong,” Ms. Sin crossed her legs, “Why did you skip my class today?”



Greg turned away and mumbled something which Ms. Sin couldn’t hear.



“I want an answer, Mr. Turner.” She told him sternly.



“I… I don’t know. I just…”



Ms. Sin grabbed his chin and used it to aim his eyes at hers, “Look at me while we’re talking.” She chided him.



“I don’t know the answer, Ms. Sin!”



Her grip on his chin got stronger, “You’re lying to me, Greg.”



Greg struggled to get up but Ms. Sin grabbed his shoulders and kept him seated in the chair. She was much stronger than him.



“Damn it. Why can’t I get through to you! Why won’t you tell me what’s wrong!” She shouted at him, frustrated with the situation.



Burning hot tears trailed down Greg’s cheeks as he struggled to push his way up, “I saw you yesterday! Ok. You know. I saw that you have… that you’re…” Greg stopped struggling and dropped his head.



Ms. Sin’s hands suddenly gripped Greg’s shoulder so tightly that it hurt. “What! What did you see?!”



“You have a fucking penis! That’s what I saw. The woman I’ve been jacking off to has a fucking penis!” He shouted back at her.



Ms. Sin became aware that they were still in school. She stood up without saying a word and opened the door to check if anyone was around. The place was deserted. She looked at the clock. It was 4:00. The teachers were all probably gone too. Ms. Sin closed the door again and locked it. Ms. Sin walked toward Greg’s desk. She sat down at the desk next to him.



“Ok, so you know I am a transsexual. A shemale. Is there a reason you’re avoiding my class? I don’t see a problem with being a shemale. Do you?”



“No. No. I don’t think so. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to you offend you. It’s just… I don’t know.”



“It’s just…? It’s just… you’ve been masturbating while thinking about me?”



“Ms. Sin. I… I’m sorry.”



“You don’t have to be sorry for that, Greg. You’ve taken my class. You know there’s nothing wrong with masturbation. It’s quite flattering actually that you would think of me.”



“I’m so confused, Ms. Sin. I was trying to catch a peek at you, and then… and then… I saw…”



“Hush sweetheart. It’s ok. I understand what you’re going through.” Ms. Sin stood up and wrapped her arms around Greg, pulling his head into her chest.



“You.. do you feel confused now?” She asked.



Greg’s head was buried in Ms. Sin’s cleavage and he didn’t make any effort to free himself. The big, soft mounds of flesh felt great against his face, even with her blouse on.



“Feeling this way is okay, honey.” Her arms caressed his neck and back. She pressed her lips against his head and kissed him lovingly.



Greg’s cock had grown in his pants. His cock was leading the charge when his hands reached around Ms. Sin’s wonderful body and cupped her full butt cheeks.



“I could lose my job for this. I know you’re eighteen but it’s still unethical.” She reasoned briefly. Her cock had stirred and scared Greg when it pressed against his chest.



Ms. Sin removed her arms and took a step back, her boner tenting her skirt. “It’s ok, darling. Why don’t we try something we’re both sure to like?” She smiled.



Greg nodded his head but hadn’t found his voice yet.



Ms. Sin kneeled down on the floor and pulled Greg’s legs out of his desk. Her hands pressed against his thighs and finally started squeezing Greg’s erection through his jeans.



“This is good, huh?” Her hands continued to squeeze him.



“Yes!” He squealed.



Ms. Sin chuckled, her nimble fingers finding the button and zipper to his pants, she slowly undid them until his erection was covered only by his boxers.



“What do you have for Ms. Sin?” She said in a husky voice, pulling both Greg’s pants and boxers down his legs. His hard cock sprang free.



“Such a pretty one. I’ve got to have it in my mouth. Unless you’re still confused?” She asked him knowingly.



“No! No, I’m not I mean.”



Ms. Sin wet her full lips with her tongue before wrapping them around the head of Greg’s cock. This was a new, wonderful sensation to Greg. Her tongue did a spin over his tip. She created a tight seal around his shaft and started to take it deep into her mouth. Ms. Sin didn’t stop until her lips met his boyish pubes.



She had taken the entire length of his cock into her mouth almost effortlessly. Having every inch of his cock engulfed in her mouth was indescribable. The competing sensations of warm and wet and tight came together as she began to suck.

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