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Becoming the New Me Ch. 01

By: Chris7sw



This is Chapter 1 of a two or three part story. The second Chapter will be forwarded in a day or two - Chapter 3 is still in the pipeline.

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Talk about being pissed off.

My wife of some five years had decided that she'd have more fun with a guy from work and had come home one day; packed her bags and left - just like that.

Oh sure - we'd had some rows and disagreements and stuff beforehand; a fair amount of jealousy on my behalf and some harsh words but nothing really nasty though; just the usual kind of things such as money and sex and more sex and more money. But to just walk away like that without so much as discussing things was a bit much.

She really needed a proper sugar-daddy; someone who'd let her spend, spend, spend and she also told me as she departed, that she needed a really butch man - someone to have hard sex with...and that I wasn't like that. I could only agree on that; I much preferred a more gentle loving fuck; nice warm cosy stuff and all that.

Once I'd calmed down I reassessed my situation and actually realised that things might be better for me now.

In one way I felt pleased that she'd gone and that the arguments had now stopped while in other ways I felt alone and a bit lost now; something of a timid mouse rather than a lion - but a constantly horny mouse, of course!

We may not have been having much good sex of late but at least when we did I'd been able to enjoy the delights of a warm and hungry pussy and been able to ease the pressure in my balls from time to time but now I'd have to resort to wanking - jerking off - fucking my fist instead.

Yeah sure I could go out and find another girl but I was out of practice. I didn't even like my local bar; I didn't know any decent places where people, especially available women, hung out at all.

Each night, ever since she left, I'd lay there in our - no, my double bed and get myself off while watching the nearest thing I could get to sex - porn on the internet.

I'd masturbate to the sounds of someone else's excitement and orgasms; pumping gushes of cum into the towel or up my chest all on my own as someone else did the same on film. Fondly I'd imagine a partner; her luscious body soft and warm and slippery beneath me as I thrust into her or her strong thighs gripping mine as she rode my erection. Delightedly I'd imagine her hot lips around my penis as I filled her mouth with my sperm.

Madly I'd jerk, time after time until my mind was stilled and my penis sore, only then able to sleep.

There had to be an answer...a way to find a partner.

But my efforts at finding someone through internet dating didn't work either; I kept on getting turned down or stood up. Even when I forayed into town to try out a bar I discovered I'd ventured into a gay bar by mistake! Things just weren't working for me... 

Then our summer break arrived - an enforced two week break when the business I worked for shut down for its annual upgrade and safety inspections - for two whole weeks I'd have nothing to do. With boredom approaching and with my efforts at hunting having been dropped, I decided it was about time I did some real housework - starting with my old clothes. So much stuff I'd never ever wear again - much of it fit only for recycling.

So I worked my way through the spare room and then through my wardrobe until I had several large bags of discards - then I opened a last wardrobe door. And there inside was a row of my wife's clothes - and at the bottom, what I found to be three drawers full of her underwear.

"Geeez, that stuff's still here," I exclaimed to myself, "Why the fuck didn't she take it with her?"

Sure, it had all been in there for the best part of a year since she'd left but the wardrobe was unneeded by me - my own single wardrobe was enough for my clothing - and so, believing my wife to have removed the contents, I'd ignored it and had considered selling or otherwise disposing of the wardrobe itself, to be honest.

I pulled out one drawer and emptied the contents onto the bed, producing a generous pile of knickers. I held one pair up, noticing the slight discolouration at the crutch from my wife's juices; realising immediately that just the presence of knickers had caused my cock to begin to swell. I rubbed my hand over the bulge in my shorts, immediately wishing that I hadn't done so.

Immediately, my touch had sent pleasurable waves of sexual feelings to my brain; waves that echoed, reverberated and returned to my penis. I felt it stiffen some more, now pushing against the material of my shorts.

"Not you again," I muttered, remembering that I hadn't masturbated the previous night, "Oh ok then."

Understanding that the only real cure for an erection was to take it in hand I slid my shorts down; shorts that had a built-in mesh liner and that didn't require underpants to be worn, then threw myself on the bed on my back, my hand already wrapped around my cock.

But still in my other hand was that pair of panties and as I glanced at them another hot thrill shook me. They felt so smooth and sleek, so - yes, exciting! I rubbed them against my leg and revelled in the slick soft silk; then wondered what they'd feel like against my genitals - I had to try them on.

I brought my feet up and slid the panties over my feet, realising that I'd just looked around in case anyone was watching!

"Fuckin' idiot! There's no-one here except you," I muttered, "Just get on with it! Try 'em!"

I arched my body off the bed as I pulled the knickers up my legs, feeling a small dribble of precum pulse from my cock as I did so, feeling the delicious smoothness of the material against my skin.

"They won't fit, will they," I said to myself - then realised that as my wife had been a sturdy creature and I was relatively slim, they probably would fit...and they did!

Oh, they were tight over my ass, incredibly tight but so very excitingly so and my cock had precious little free room to move in them but they actually fitted well enough to feel good - well, to feel very, very good. Ah come on; they felt very, very sexy actually!

I ran my hands over the material and found that my ass felt so incredibly smooth that my penis jerked wildly and excitedly, pulsating energetically in it's confined space.

I moved one hand over my bulge, feeling the outline of my cock; the mushroom head all hot, the warm bubble of wetness at the tip.

This was feeling good - so good indeed that even without properly masturbating, my penis was throbbing as if preparing to erupt. Sudden and unexpected tremors kept thrilling me, jerking my shuddering breath from me.

I slid one hand between my legs and up onto my ass, one finger sliding into the cleft between my tightly-clad cheeks, realising that I was breathing quickly, that my tongue was sliding over my lips, that my cock was pushing hard against the panties.

"Oh fuck," I moaned as my other hand rubbed over my penis, "Oh no, not already! Oh fuck - gonna cum - shiiiit, I'm gonna cum!"

Frantic signals were arriving in my brain from all quarters; from my hand telling me of the delicious smoothness, from my ass telling me how good it felt and from my cock itself telling me that all the feedback was bringing it to a sudden climax. With one hand over my cock I pressed my other fingers hard against my asshole as my body jerked suddenly out of control.

"Uuuuuhhhh! Aaaaahhhhh!" I groaned, my hips jerking spasmodically and wildly, "Ooooooh fuuuuuuckkkkkk!" 

With my back arched and with a final release of pent-up pressure I began flooding the knickers with cum, flood after deluge of cum that seeped through the material and slid down between my legs; that pooled inside my knickers and soaked my balls.

"Ooooh bloody hell!" I grunted as I fell back to the bed, "Whooo wow - where the fuck did that come from?"

For a little while I just lay there, panting and recovering as I mentally recapped the experience. There was no denying that I'd been turned on in a big way and I found myself wondering why. No, it wasn't that the panties made me think of my ex-wife - it was the way they held my body tightly and the exciting, stimulating feel of the material - and also from the sensation of my fingers on my ass. I almost drifted off to sleep before the cooling drooling puddles of cum became uncomfortable and stirred me.

Eventually I stripped the sodden sticky panties off, then retired to the shower to clean up before returning to the bedroom, naked and wondering. I picked up another pair, slightly skimpier in style, but equally delightful to look at and to feel and without thinking further I stepped into them and pulled them up.

They too held me tightly again and erotically so and I twisted my head over my shoulder as I tried to see how my ass looked. Then I remembered the full length mirror on the wardrobe and stepped across the room to thrust out - not my groin as usual - but my ass. The sight caused my cock to stir once more; my slim ass encased in those pretty pink panties, the material stretched so smoothly over my cheeks - while at the front, the bulge of my resting penis and balls merely enhanced the delicious outline.

I almost felt proud of my body as I pulled my shorts back on - certainly I felt different and sexier now. I took the soiled panties to the laundry bin, then gathered the pile of knickers up and put them back in the drawer which I returned to the wardrobe. No way was I going to recycle them after all!

My days rolled on, a disgustingly boring time more or less on my own as usual. Of course I popped to the shops and did all the usual things but nothing had changed on the outside; most certainly nothing I could tell anyone else about.

But underneath things were different - now I was wearing my wife's panties all the time, just loving the delightfully firm hold they had on my body.

And then, one evening as I lounged on the settee in my shorts my hand rubbed against my leg and I found myself concentrating on it, looking at my skin, wondering how my inner thighs were smooth while hairs grew elsewhere. Uuuuugh - hairs! I frowned as I found myself feeling them, wondering what my leg would feel like without hair, not that my body was very hairy anyway.

"Go on, do it!" I said to myself, "Dare you, let's do it!"

I rose and headed to the bathroom, stripping down and turning on the shower and soon I was wetted and all soapy, with a razor in my hand.

"Go on, don't back out," I said, goading myself - and the next moment I was sliding the razor up my thigh, leaving a bubble-less, hairless stripe.

A shiver ran up my spine, then I swept the razor up my thigh again and again and now there was a hand-wide strip of smooth skin. I slid my hand over my skin, noting a bit of remaining stubble here and there but enjoying the new-found smoothness. I continued with the razor until my leg was entirely hairless, then did the other one too, replacing the razor when it became blunted and finally I showered off the suds and stepped out onto the mat, my head and my penis throbbing excitedly.

I dried myself off and looked down and just had to take a deep breath as I slid my hands down my legs - they were so lovely now! I'm not particularly muscular and now my legs could almost have belonged to a woman - the change was almost frightening.

And yet it was thrilling too...but there was no way I could look like a woman because no woman had a throbbing seven inch extension of her body that jutted from her pussy.

For a moment or two I wondered what I'd look like without a cock but the idea died quickly - no way was I going to do without that instrument of pleasure!

Instead, having surveyed my penis, I used some scissors to trim my pubes until they were short and tidy, realising as I did so that the shorter hair seemed to enhance the length of my cock.

I powdered myself and especially my legs then donned my t-shirt and panties again and almost strutted from the bathroom. I almost wanted to wear high heel shoes, especially when I stood before the mirror again, especially when I held my penis out of sight between my legs, because there was definitely the vision of a woman's body - from the waist down, that is. Clad once again in tight panties and now posing my legs as a woman might, my lower body looked almost convincingly feminine!

Even my slim waist helped with the illusion as I postured and turned and finally blew kisses at myself as I pulled my shorts on.

I went back to the lounge to continue with my life when a thought struck me hard.

"You're not, are you?" I asked myself, "You're not turning gay? So why the fuck do you want to look like a woman? What's wrong with you?"

I actually had to sit down as the enormity of the accusation became clear and as I wondered what was happening. I mused for a while...debating with my own mind.

No, I didn't think I wanted to really look like a woman - I was more than happy to have a cock but the feminine side of things excited me. I'm not gay that I know of - but gay sex happens to be a turn on for me - well, to be honest, all sex is, I realised, but especially shemales; ladies with cocks, my latest internet 'discovery'. 

Of course I'd known of their existence but I'd never explored them on the internet, or anywhere else for that matter but now, as I sat with my laptop on the table, I went to a porn site and brought up some newly saved tranny clips, immediately feeling my cock begin to rise as I watched pretty busty shemales being pounded by rampant males as their own cocks rose and leaked. My hard penis throbbed, enticing me, but I ignored it.

Then I looked at myself, my eyes taking in my flat chest, my waistline, my already aroused penis and my smooth slim legs; quickly realising that there was simply no comparison. Or was there?

Almost urgently I trotted into the bedroom and pulled out the other drawer of my wife's underwear, discovering, to my delight, a selection of bras, suspenders and tights.

Quickly I chose a bra at random - then spent the next five minutes working out how to put it on, before finally getting it into place. It felt tight around my chest but not especially uncomfortably so but it was flat and lifeless. Quickly once more I gathered a pile of panties which I crumpled up and pushed into each cup until the bra stood out from my chest as it should have done, filled and proud.

I thrust my chest out and almost lost my mind as I saw myself in the mirror!

I was speechless with shock, surprise and even delight because my outline might have turned any man on now! It certainly turned me on and my hard prick was the only blemish in my newly feminine figure. I pulled the curtains and now, in the shady gloom I almost looked real - a properly feminine figure, especially when I trapped my cock between my legs.

"Fuckin' hell," I murmured, "What the hell are you up to?"

Truthfully I just didn't know what I was doing - all this was happening as if I was controlled by some external force; driven out of my normal sphere by a weird desire to be like a woman.

I shook my head in wonderment, then sighed heavily and got back to the reality of life.

But strange thrills were still there even after I'd taken the bra off and put on my t-shirt once more and chilly thrilling shivers kept impeding my mind as I watched TV that evening.

Bedtime arrived and as I undressed by the bed, my eyes kept sliding back to that wardrobe, to those clothes of my wife...and now another idea crossed my mind. I began rummaging in the third drawer, uncovering what I'd been praying to find - several of her baby doll nighties! I slid one top over my head and shivered all over as the cool material slid down over my back and chest. I stepped out of the pair of panties I'd been wearing and climbed into an even more diaphanous pair that matched the nightie. I settled them into place and as I did so, my scrotum slid out through the bottom of the panties - they were crotchless!

"You dirty bitch!" I said, chuckling lewdly, "Didn't think you were like that."

But I was like that - I loved them - feeling my penis hard against my body and my balls swinging in fresh air.

And I was on the bed in moments, my cock now extracted through the same opening, my laptop playing porn, one hand hard at work on my penis while the other played over my ass, my sleek, smooth, warm, soft ass that wriggled as I touched myself.

"Ooooh fuck," I moaned as I excited myself, "Ooooh yessss, feels good, fuckin' good!"

My hand was now between my legs as I played with my ass, one finger sliding up and down the crack between my cheeks and as I played, so I found the slit in the panties and my fingers slid inside.

The level of excitement rose further and as I moved my finger around I suddenly discovered my quivering asshole. One touch was enough to send a massive shock to my cock; then with a little bit of pressure my fingertip slid inside my hole and my cock jerked violently. 

A moment later and it began erupting, wildly and copiously, the gouts of cum spreading over the bed and my hand. I felt my asshole contracting tightly and spasmodically around my finger, each spasm accompanying an eruption of cum.

"Fuuuuuck!" I said as I finally removed my finger and finished off stripping the cum from my penis, "What the hell happened there?"

I was entirely shocked that just that one touch had set me off - but could it have come from the whole build-up - the panties, the nightie...and now my finger inside my ass as well? I had no idea exactly what had set me off - all I knew was that whatever it was had been incredibly exciting.

I cleaned things up with a towel and then lay back in bed, replete once more and tired too. I snuggled down under the duvet, running my hands over the baby doll top and over my panties but now the feel of the material was comforting and relaxing rather than stimulating and very soon sleep took over.

Many hours later I awoke fresh and ready for the world although still a little bit shocked to realise that I'd slept with that nightie on. Nevertheless, I'd slept so well and since the garment seemed to have brought me a good night's sleep then fine, I'd wear it again. Reverently I laid it on the bed before dressing, all complete with another clean pair of panties. 

'I'm getting quite used to these,' I though as I ate my breakfast, 'Kinky sod, aren't you!'

I had to go shopping today, I realised, having run out of several commodities but it was warm and sunny out there so my shorts and t-shirt and a pair of trainers was all I needed and soon I was in the supermarket, browsing the shelves.

Absorbed in my browsing I was hardly aware of others around me but then I was jerked back to life as someone spoke.

"Did anyone ever tell you what lovely legs you've got?" a male voice said just behind me.

I whirled around to come face to face with a guy and for a moment I bristled and was ready to punch his lights out, but he spoke again, disarming the situation.

"Whoa, sorry mate; thought you were a g-iiiir...mmmm no, perhaps not," he said, stepping back away from me, "Apologies if I got it wrong and spoke out of place."

"Guess I'll let you off," I replied, not being one to stir up a row, "What made you say that anyway?"

I saw his gaze slide downwards before returning to look at my face.

"You shave, don't you, if I'm not mistaken?" he said, "And usually people who shave are females or else they're, ummm, yeah well..."

"Well I'm not, am I. I could have been a swimmer," I said still bristling, "You know, shaving for better speed."

"But you're not, are you?" he replied, "At least, not locally."

"How d'you know that? What d'you mean?" I answered, "How are you so certain."

"Because I swim for the local team and I've never seen you in the pool," he said, "But anyway, like I said, sorry I mentioned it."


Becoming the New Me Ch. 01



He moved to his trolley and was about to push it away when I stopped him for some reason. I wanted to find out more...

"Look, I know it's none of your business, but umm, yeah, I did shave because I liked it," I said, feeling brave for some reason, "So actually you've made me aware that others might notice too so I guess I'll have to expect comments."

"Well, your legs do look good - they're slim and almost ladylike to be honest," he said, now resting against his trolley, "I guess that when I saw you I just wondered, that's all..."

"Wondered what?" I asked, a frown creasing my brow.

"You won't get all nasty if I tell you?" he asked and I shook my head, so he continued, his voice quieter now.

"Well, like I said, it's just that most guys I've met who shave are ummm, like feminine - you know - into dressing up and stuff," he said, his hands held up towards me with his palms open, "And it's just that I'm like that too."

"Oh God," I moaned, feeling my face redden, my mind hearing only his description of me, "Hadn't thought it was that obvious."

"It's not THAT obvious," the guy replied, "But I guess I watch for those things. Hey, when we've finished shopping, would you fancy a coffee and a chat?"

His words obviously were designed to calm the situation and they worked and I found myself nodding and saying "ok" to his suggestion, my heart pounding as I agreed.

And perhaps half an hour later we were sitting at an outdoor table of the supermarket café with our coffees...

Neither of us seemed to know where to start until he spoke.

"Hey look, I'm Joe," he said, "So who are you."

"I'm called Brian," I said, "What else can I tell you - I'm twenty-five - I'm single now - I'm an IT trainer...ummm, what else?"

"A fairly normal guy then," replied Joe, "Apart from the fact that you shave."

I nodded, my head moving mere millimetres, my cheeks glowing again.

"Don't worry Brian, you're not alone - like I told you, I do too!" he said and I felt my mouth fall open once more.

"Waaah - seriously? I thought perhaps you were joking," I managed to say and Joe answered with a huge smile and a big nod.

He leaned closer until our heads were just a foot or so apart.

"And I shave my bollocks and my ass too - and my chest, so there!" he said, conspiratorially, "Bet you don't go that far!"

"No, no, just my legs," I replied bravely, "But why - that's not just for swimming?"

"No it's not, not particularly - I just enjoy it, enjoy feeling all smooth," he said.

He glanced around to see if anyone could overhear us but we were almost on our own.

"It's so sexy! Makes me so hard too!" he continued.

"Oh what?" I managed to say, realising as I spoke that my own penis was filling out, "Oh fuck!"

Joe chuckled as he saw my discomfort, then put his hand on my arm as it rested on the table.

"Nice, isn't it?" he said, "So bloody sexy."

There was no denying that just our conversation was having an effect on me and on him apparently but I wasn't at all sure which way to let things go, or even if we should continue talking but Joe wasn't as fazed as I was...and his next words opened another can of worms.

"You don't happen to wear women's underwear, do you?" he said with a big wink, "I do!"

I was speechless and Joe seemed to know why.

"You do too, don't you?" he exclaimed, "I've got some bloody lovely silk knickers on - they're so sleek and smooth and so sexy!"

I found myself nodding, almost unintentionally as he spoke, a small smile playing over my lips as my thoughts centred on my own panty-clad ass.

"Ooooh Joe, I'm scared," I hissed, "It's sort of private, just me - I've never talked about it before."

"Calm down Brian," Joe replied, his hand moving softly on my arm, "This won't go anywhere - just us, so come on, where do you get yours from?"

"My wife left them behind," I said, my words hard to say, "They're nice..."

"Bloody right they are!" enthused Joe, "Same here mate - mine were my wife's too, well, to start with anyway."

With that he grasped my hand and held it, squeezing me firmly, his hand warm and friendly and even comforting and I found myself squeezing his hand in return before I pulled us apart. A handshake between friends was fine - holding hands was not though!

"Tell you what," said Joe, "Come back to my place - come and see what I've got."

And somehow I nodded my agreement; somehow he'd broken my resistance and my fright and somehow I actually wanted to see - to find out more.

Quickly he handed me a card on which were his details, the business card advertising the fact that he was self-employed as an interior designer. 

Minutes later we were both driving out of the car park with my promise that I'd be at his place about an hour later. My mind was spinning though although I managed to pull myself together just before I shot a red light, thank heavens.

At home I unloaded my groceries and checked myself over - I was fine. My face was clean shaven; I debated over putting a pair of my own underpants on instead, then turned the idea down. I put on another clean t-shirt and sprayed myself with deodorant, cleaned my teeth and brushed my hair.

"You're not going on a fuckin' date!" I muttered as I preened myself, "Calm down!"

And then, less than a quarter of an hour later and I was at his gate, pausing briefly before I drove into his driveway to up to his house. 

"Hmmmm, nice," I said as I looked at the place, a substantial detached property, "Oh well, here goes!"

I was about to ring the bell when the door opened and Joe welcomed me and ushered me inside, quickly guiding me to the lounge and to the settee.

"Make yourself at home," he said, "Drink?"

"Love to," I said, "Lager or vodka - don't mind which."

"Lager then, we could do with cooling down, couldn't we!" he replied with a chuckle as he disappeared, soon to return with two chilled cans.

"Cheers mate," he said as he popped the tab and drank deeply, "That's better."

"Needed that," I answered as I too drank deeply, "So, what do we talk about?"

"Undies of course!" said Joe instantly, "No sense in beating about the bush, is there?"

I laughed at his infectious approach, immediately becoming aware that we were both sitting there wearing women's clothes.

"Amazing isn't it," I said, still laughing, "Two guys together and all we want to talk about is underwear!"

"But it's not just the female clothes, is it?" Joe said, "It's the whole thing, the feelings, the sexiness, the pleasure..."

"Mmmmmm," I answered, feeling my penis stirring inside its tight prison, "Definitely is..."

"Ok," said Joe, somewhat more business-like now, "Let's get down to the facts - what exactly are you wearing - come on, tell me."

"Just panties and the ones I've got on are cotton I think," I said, "Like I said, my wife left them behind when she left me; I haven't tried anything else."

"Ooooh Brian, you don't know what you're missing," said Joe, "Mine are silk - they're absolutely delicious!"

"Oooh don't I know it," I answered, "I was wearing a pair of silk ones the other day."

He sucked in a sudden dribble of saliva then smiled broadly.

"Come and try some of mine - got loads of pairs - they'll fit you too," he said, quickly standing up.

He reached for my hand and I let him pull me up off the settee and then up the stairs and into a bedroom.

My heart was absolutely pounding now, I was scared stiff at this turn of events...and yet I'd let myself be brought here and inside me I desperately wanted to explore further.

Joe turned towards me and quickly scanned me.

"Yeah you'll do - we're very similar size, now let's see if I can find some for you," he said, "Get your shorts off Brian."

If my heart had been pounding before, now it was absolutely tap-dancing in my chest as I realised the enormity of the situation that I'd let myself get into - that and the fact that I also realised that I'd have to take off my panties as well and become naked in the private presence of another man!

"Oooooh fuck!" I muttered and breathed deeply to calm myself, "Oh well, here goes."

The fact that Joe had his back to me while he rummaged in a drawer as I undressed helped and in a few moments I stood there, naked from the waist down, my heart in my mouth. Sure, I wasn't erect; in fact my cock seemed to have gone into hiding!

And then Joe stood up and turned around and saw me.

"Phew - look at you!" he exclaimed excitedly, as he dropped the knickers he'd brought out onto the bed, "Aren't you bloody lovely - and you're so calm."

"Calm - you're joking!" I replied, my whole body shivering with fright, "I'm scared bloody stiff."

"You're not stiff but I bloody am!" Joe replied, "Oh Brian, you're incredible!"

"No way," I said, shaking my head, "I should know."

"You fuckin' turn me on big time," answered Joe, his eyes locked on my groin, "Look - see what you've done!"

His hands moved to stretch the material over his shorts although it was already well and truly strained and there before me was the outline of his obviously very considerable penis as it extended over his thigh. Instantly I felt a thrilling spasm pass from my brain to my groin and an answering throb from my cock.

This turn of events was entirely out of my sphere of experience and I was lost in the moment but Joe had no such concern and as he gazed at me he undid and lowered his own shorts. 

Then he lifted his t-shirt over his head and just stood there, his whole body as smooth as any woman and somehow just as sexy. His soft blue silk panties were stretched enormously by his big penis as he posed before me and all I could do was to stand there and stare. Eventually he broke my concentration.

"Well, what do you think?" he asked, "Do I look hot and sexy or what?"

"Errr yeah, I guess," I answered, not entirely sure what to say, "Love your panties and your ummm, thing."

"Cock Brian, cock," he said, "It's my cock and you've made it all hard, you and your lovely legs."

He stepped towards me, one hand rubbing slowly over his bulging penis, the other hand stretched out towards me.

"Do you want to feel them?" he asked, "Come on, just feel the how silky they are, they're so sexy."

His hand had grasped mine and somehow I was putty in his care, somehow he succeeded in placing my hand on his knickers, right over his bulge, his own hand guiding me, pressing my fingers onto the silk and against his penis. 

"Feel how hard they make me," he breathed, ""I just can't help it - ooooohhhh yesss!"

The last sounds he made were hisses as my hand squeezed his penis. It was hot and so hard - I couldn't help but slide my fingers over him. The silk made his flesh so smooth and slippery and as my fingers found his knob Joe shuddered all over and started to pant quickly.

"Ohhhh fuck Brian, lovely, that's lovely," he moaned, "Oh God, it's been ages, simply ages..."

"Since what?" I asked, my fingers still caressing his penis but now without his help.

"Since anyone did that, since anyone touched me," he breathed, "Ooooh Brian, I love it!"

"Ah - what!" I suddenly exclaimed as I realised what I was doing, "Fuckin hell!"

I'd been stroking another man's penis, his hard excited penis - for the first time ever!

I stepped back quickly as the truth sank in, then I jerked awake properly as I heard Joe chuckling.

"Come on, be honest, you enjoyed that, didn't you?" he asked, "Look at you - you're almost as hard as I am now!"

And I was too - my naked penis had risen virtually unbeknownst to me - somehow I simply hadn't included it in my mind, somehow my own reactions had been ignored by my brain - but now, as I looked down, there it was, my firmly excited penis jutting out before me.

"Shit - now what do I do?" I muttered, not having the faintest idea what to do but Joe was well ahead of me.

"What we should do is to get rid of these things," he said, gesturing at our erections, "Then perhaps we can concentrate on our undies, eh?"

"How - what - ummm, explain," I spluttered and Joe held his hands up to calm me.

"How about we both toss off, you know, unload," he said, "Makes sense, doesn't it - I don't know any better way to get a cock to go down!"

I so needed some release by now. I'd been pent up for what seemed like far too long and the idea of jacking off seemed not just sensible but perhaps even the perfect solution - relief and more besides. I nodded, my excited brain fascinated by the thought of watching another man masturbate and Joe pointed to the bed.

"Get over there and lie down," he said, "We can do it side by side."

Thrills of illicit excitement were making me shiver, my breathing shuddering and jerking, my lips trembling. My legs, which were trembling too, succeeded in conveying me to the bed where I pulled off my t-shirt to lay there naked and shivering, yet hard as a rock as Joe pulled his silk panties down and joined me.

I couldn't help but look at his cock - I'd seen plenty on the internet but not in real life, and certainly not close up and hard like this. He had to be a bit longer than me but perhaps not quite so thick. His penis had no foreskin so his knob stood purple and swollen, his entire penis jerking slightly every so often. A little bubble of precum had formed at the tip and was shivering there as I absorbed his details until I wrenched my eyes away - to find Joe busy scanning me. We smiled at each other, self-conscious smiles that expressed how exciting and yet how scary this scenario was.

"Ok?" he asked and I nodded.

"Gonna start," said Joe as his hand wrapped itself around his cock, "Come on, let's do it."

Slowly at first we moved our hands, just bringing the flesh up to speed, bringing forth more precum too that we both spread over our knobs. We were both totally absorbed in watching each other's penis as our two instruments thrust upwards through our fists, glowing with shiny juices and with hot blood. Steadily our movements increased, our strokes longer and steadier, the delicious sounds of slapping flesh filling the room as we worked away.

And Joe had quickly found a small bottle of lubricant with which he'd anointed his cock and now the slippery slurping noises added to the sexual sounds.

Normally as I wanked I'd watch some porn but here instead, I was watching another real live penis - and it was quite as exciting! I could feel lovely spasms of delight running through me as I worked away, spasms that told me that my level of readiness to explode was rising rapidly.

Another glance at Joe and at his face which was glowing almost as redly as his cock. He smiled back at me, his eyes sparkling.

"Love this part," he said, "Being able to hold it there - just edging along. That lovely slippery precum too. I could so easily cum but I don't like to rush it. Do you feel that way too?"

"Yeah," I breathed, "Fuckin' right, God, its lovely."

"Let's feel," said Joe unexpectedly and suddenly his hand was on mine, pushing mine off my own cock and taking over.

"Oooh Joe - no, don't - ahhhhhh fuck, you'll make me cum!" I moaned frantically, "Careful!"

I was so far gone that I couldn't even muster the strength to push him away and anyway, his hand felt so bloody good. My own hand now fell to the bed, my fingers gripping a handful of duvet instead - until I felt Joe move slightly - then his hand grasped mine and pulled it away.

"Do it for me too!" he husked, as his hand moved mine onto his penis, "Rub me - get me off too!"

Inside me I was in turmoil once again, just knowing that what I was doing was so completely wrong - and yet what was wrong? We were both helping each other and his hand felt fantastic - and in my own hand his penis felt incredible too. A solid bar of flesh on which my hand slid deliciously in the lube and the steady oozing juices he produced as my hand moved up and down the shaft. The erotic scent of our aroused flesh pervaded my nostrils and filled my brain with wicked thoughts, thoughts which sent even more exciting and urgent messages to my penis and to my balls.

I was too far gone to stop now, too far into this incredible experience to back out, too close to erupting as well.

My fist moved faster and more confidently now, up and down his lengthy cock in time with his movements on my cock; in time with my breathing; in time with our gasps, groans and moans.

"Ooooh Brian, Brian, gonna cum, I can feel it," Joe muttered, "Aaaaahhh fuck - gonna blow - you ready too?"

"Yeah - almost, keep going - don't stop, please don't stop," I pleaded, "I'm with you. Close... Ahhhh, here it comes, here it comes!"

"Ahhhh fuck! You're making me cum too!" moaned Joe, "Oooooh yessssss!"

Suddenly our movements became erratic, jerky and faster as sprays and gouts and streams of cum arced into the air, squirted up our bodies and splattered the bed and our arms and our hands. Suddenly we were both gasping and panting and moaning and our bodies were jerking and jumping about.

And equally suddenly we both fell back, limp and exhausted, still erect but empty, our two hands still moving but gently now on one another's sticky cocks.

"Ooooh fuck - that was bloody good!" moaned Joe, "That was so exciting!"

"Bloody well was, wasn't it?" I agreed as I looked down over our bodies, "So much cum everywhere too!"

"Fuckin' brilliant!" enthused Joe as his hand left my penis, "God - you're so hot mate!"

I couldn't help but let loose a small chuckle on hearing his words - no-one had ever called me hot - not ever! But at this moment I actually felt incredible - I'd actually masturbated another man and my heart was pounding - not from exertion but from excitement.

"Whoo, fuck, I'm knackered," I said as I let go of his penis at last, "Better clear up - have you got a towel or something Joe?"

"There's a towel somewhere..." said Joe, "Don't need it yet though, do we?"

I frowned as I digested his words, not sure what his plans were but then they became clear as he lifted his hand to his mouth and began licking and sucking the strands and blobs of spunk from it.

"Mmmmm, delicious!" he said, as he licked his lips and looked at me, "Mind if I enjoy some more?"

And with that his hand moved to my chest and gathered a long streamer of my cum which he quickly transferred to his mouth.

I was too much in shock to object or to even push him away and when he repeated the action on my abdomen all I could do was to shiver from his touch and watch his mouth as he sucked his fingers clean.

Joe looked at me and screwed up his brow.

"Don't you do that?" he asked, "Bloody waste if you don't!"

"Never really thought about it," I heard myself reply, "What's it like?"

"Nectar mate - fuckin' lovely stuff," he answered, "Here you are - try some."

And as he spoke his cum-laden fingers pressed at my mouth and pushed inside, my taste buds registering the salty, slippery, strange texture of the spunk.

"Eeeeehhh!" I said as I attempted to push his fingers away with my tongue - but as I did so the flavour began to grow on me and I found myself running my tongue around my lips to search for more.

Joe must have been watching carefully because he spoke again.

"Not so bad, eh?" he asked, "Just takes a bit of getting used to - try some more."

And with that his fingers conveyed another load to my lips, lips that weren't quite so reluctant this time. His fingers pushed into my mouth then withdrew, leaving a sticky deposit on my tongue.

"That's my stuff," he said almost like a connoisseur, "Might taste a bit different to the first lot."

Oh God - what was I doing? Letting a man feed me with firstly my cum and then with his own!

I was almost hyperventilating with panic as so many exciting, horrifying, erotic things were happening to me today. And yet I was still alive and kicking and possibly still even horny...and perhaps it was fortunate that Joe spoke once more as he jerked me from my frantic thoughts.




Becoming the New Me Ch. 01



"Well, wasn't so bad, was it - the taste, I mean," he said, "Everything else was brilliant, bloody brilliant, wasn't it?"

"Yeah, yeah, it was," I replied, my mind still reeling from the strange events, "It was good - I think..."

"Good enough to do it again some time," said Joe hopefully, "Do you reckon we could?"

"Ummmmm, guess so," I said, dithering somewhat as this decidedly gay experience was so alien to my mind, "Have to think about it."

Joe left me to my ruminations as he prised himself from the bed and stood up, a towel now in his hand as he rubbed residual moisture from his body, then, as I watched he bent over and picked up his discarded panties from the floor. And as he did so I found myself looking straight as his ass, where his exertions had split his cheeks apart to reveal a distinctly shiny asshole.

And as he began pulling his panties up his legs I heard myself speak.

"Hang on Joe, you've still got a bit round the back somehow; you're still a bit wet there," I said, causing Joe to stop in his tracks.

One hand snaked around his buttocks and his fingers came to rest at his hole, before one finger suddenly disappearing inside his ass.

"Its lube," he said, his buttocks flexing and thrusting as he probed his hole, "I put some there just in case."

"In case of what?" I asked, not realising his intent.

"In case you wanted to explore," he answered, "You might have wanted to take things a bit further."

"Hah - as if!" I exclaimed as I sat up and then climbed off the bed, "Forget it - let's have that towel if you've finished with it."

A few moments later and I was stepping into my own panties and as I did so I realised that I was moving my own buttocks around much as Joe had done and not only that, my hand was caressing my buttocks lasciviously. Quickly I stopped, knowing immediately that I was blushing, then busied myself with getting my clothes back on...

"I ought to be going," I said as I targeted a quick escape, "Got things to do, ummm, got some letters I need to write."

"Don't go Brian," said Joe as he stepped into a pair of shorts and pulled them up, "You haven't even tried any of my knickers, have you?"

No indeed, I hadn't, and right now, with the pressure from my balls removed, that was the last thing I wanted to do and determinedly I stepped from the bedroom and headed downstairs again with Joe close behind me.

"No, please don't go," pleaded Joe, his hand on my arm as I moved towards the door, "Not yet anyway."

Frantically I searched for the words to explain that I "wasn't like that"; that I'd only agreed to visit him because of our shared interest in women's panties and that I was feeling very uncomfy but the words wouldn't come and I found myself looking out at his back garden as I searched for inspiration, for something to distract my mind. 

And there, on one side was a large aviary in which were several brightly coloured birds - conures, small parrots from South America, a bird I'd kept some while ago as a pet.

Joe noticed my interest and quickly diverted my attention from my escape to the parrots, dragging me quickly to the back door and outside. 

"Com and meet my friends," he said eagerly as we soon stood beside the aviary, "They're gorgeous; a bit noisy at times but I love them."

Several of the birds had now gathered beside and on the wire, their calls now more gentle and friendly.

"Used to have one, " I said, now captivated, my fingers through the wire to stroke one of the birds, "When they're really tame they're so very sweet, even if they get a bit scared at times."

"Just like you then," said Joe, "You were scared, weren't you?"

I found myself nodding - then Joe's arm was around me, squeezing me firmly.

"Don't be," he said, "We won't do anything you don't want to - anyway, you've enjoyed yourself so far, haven't you?"

Absentmindedly I nodded again, my attention on the parrots and Joe let me enjoy their company for a while before eventually pulling me away and back indoors.

Then he quickly pulled two more cans from the fridge and popped them open, passing one to me while guiding me back to the settee.

"Ummm Joe, I really ought to..." I began, but he pushed me down, his hands firm on my shoulders, his voice soft and gentle though.

"No, please, stay for a while," he said, "I've looked for someone like you for so long and now I've found you it's wonderful."

"But I'm not like that, not like you think I am," I spluttered, "I'm normal really, completely normal."

"Except that you wear women's panties and you shave your legs - and you were willing to lie down on a bed with me," said Joe, "But actually all that says is that you're normal...to me."

I found myself laughing as I realised that his words were right enough and I actually raised my can to him to express my agreement.

"Guess you're right there," I said, "Oh well, suppose I can stay a bit longer - just so long as nothing happens."

Joe ignored me as he busied himself, doing something in a cabinet on the other side of the room and then, with a flicker of light, the television came on and moments later a film started.

"Wondered if you might like this," said Joe as he returned and sat on the settee beside me, "One of my favourite videos. Oh - umm, I'll turn the sound off...it's Brazilian and they don't speak English."

The story began to unfold, boy meets girl and chats her up, then entices her back to his place where they kiss and cuddle and begin to throw off their clothes.

"Bit tame for you isn't it?" I said, feeling that I'd seen this kind of storyline before but Joe merely muttered and placed his hand on my thigh.

"Hang on," he said, "Love this bit..."

And it was about now that the two characters began to remove their underwear - to reveal that 'he' had breasts...and that 'she' had a cock.

I looked at Joe and rolled my eyes and began to lift myself from the settee to go.

"Sorry Joe, I've seen this kind of story before," I said, feeling thoroughly embarrassed, "Come on, I've gotta be going."

But Joe moved faster than me, quickly rising to his feet and, turning to face me, he smartly undid his shorts and dropped them along with his panties, to reveal his penis all urgently hard and erect right in my face.

"Please Brian, please," he moaned as he gently rubbed his shaft, "I'll let you have some silk knickers if you'll stay - I'll let you play with me..."

As soon as I saw his penis I felt my own beginning to fill out and when he offered me his knickers something inside me went all soft - something told me to enjoy the situation, to explore new avenues. I had no idea why I seemed to have given in; perhaps it was the lager, or the situation, or his cock or just the knickers or perhaps it was my own penis that was telling me to stay but I suddenly found myself relaxing, sitting down again then reaching out for the knickers that Joe had been wearing and had now stepped out of.

They felt so incredibly slippery and smooth and cool, just like my own silk ones - but these also had their own aroma - a scent of sex, or excitement.

Moments later I held them to my nose and inhaled deeply, letting the smell of Joe's sexual arousal fill my nose, feeling my penis coming to full erection as I did so.

Obviously seeing my reaction Joe moved even closer and pulled me up off the settee to stand in front of him, our two faces both buried in the soft silk. I felt his penis rub against my abdomen, against my own erection and I knew, just knew that we were going to have sex. Not just mutual masturbation but sex - real sex.

Then Joe pulled his panties from our faces and leaned closer - and kissed me!

And I couldn't believe that not only did I let him but that my lips responded, my tongue moistening them just before our mouths met. My breath suddenly became all jerky, my body began shaking all over as we kissed, our fingers twisting together in the screwed up panties that we held.

I pulled away suddenly as the enormity of what I was doing sank in but Joe held on to me.

"Come on, let's get upstairs again, I promised that you could wear some of my panties, so come on," he said and once again I let myself follow him, his bare ass before me as he climbed the stairs, his shapely firm ass whose crack still showed a shiny slipperiness.

Once in the bedroom Joe opened drawers and began pulling out assorted clothing until he had a small pile on the bed.

"Come on, strip off," he asked and despite my reservations I did so, still bashful and flushing with heat but with an erection as firm as I'd ever had.

Then Joe advanced on me with a bra in his hands, a bra that he quickly fitted around me, pulling my arms into the straps. Then he picked up something from his dresser and a few moments later he was inserting something into the bra cups, something that felt cool and soft and almost liquid. 

"Prosthetic breasts," he said as he busied himself in the pile of underwear again, "Or fillers - call them what you will."

He looked at me and nodded.

"You'll do - let's see, how about these lovely creamy white panties," he said as he held up the scrap of material, "Ok, lift up."

Obediently I raised one foot and Joe slid the panties on me and once I'd repeated the action with the other foot he pulled them up and stretched them over my ass and over my cock, imparting a nice squeeze to both attributes before stepping away.

"Hey - you look good," he said, "Just need to shave a bit more and you'll be perfect."

He stopped speaking as he walked around me, his hands holding and turning me before he came back before me.

"Bit of make-up, eh," he said, "And perhaps you could do with a wig eventually, or grow your hair a bit longer."

I think I was so gobsmacked that I just allowed myself to be pushed down until I was sitting on the bed, then Joe came and knelt upright before me. I felt his erection brush against my legs and found myself wanting to reach and hold his penis, to luxuriate in his arousal...

"Hold still," he said and the next moment he was at work on my lips, then my cheeks and my eyes, occasionally turning my head this way and that.

"Good," he eventually said as he rose and stepped back, "You'll do - have a look."

And there in the mirror was something that definitely resembled a woman! 

Almost unconsciously I found myself blowing myself a kiss, posturing to stick out my very real looking breasts and then my ass, my hands smoothing over my body and down over my panty-clad erection.

"You look so good," said Joe, almost drooling, "Positively fuckable!"

My mouth fell open and Joe laughed.

"And I could fuck your lovely mouth too!" he said, "You're quite convincing actually."

I could feel the warmth of embarrassment rising in me and yet at the same time I was really beginning to enjoy this feeling of being wanted - not to mention the feeling of being attractive. And instead of feeling upset I actually blew Joe a kiss from my flat palm, immediately wondering what had got into me.

"You've got good hands too," said Joe now as he blew one back, "Nice and slim - perhaps another time we could get to work on your nails but I think we've got enough to go on with, don't you?"

"Yeah, I er, think we have," I mumbled, "Didn't really expect to be doing this, to be honest."

"Ah, so what - it's a bit of fun, isn't it?" said Joe as he checked me over, "It's just that thing that spoils it."

As he spoke he pulled the material of my panties aside and let my erection out into the open where it pointed at the ceiling and glowed hotly.

And then Joe sank to his knees before me, took hold of my cock - and, opening his mouth, he leaned forward and allowed at least half of my cock to slide inside.

"Oooooh fuuuuuck!" I hissed, "What the hell are you doing? Ooooh stop it, stop it!"

"Why?" asked Joe as he pulled away briefly, "You're going to enjoy this."

With that he sucked my cock back into his mouth and began sliding his lips up and down my shaft while his tongue played havoc with my knob. Unconsciously my hands came and held his head, almost helping him to move, pulling him onto my penis.

"Ooooh Joe, that's lovely!" I moaned as he continued to suck me off, "You're good, so bloody good."

My head was spinning from the pleasure Joe was giving me, because each time his lips slid down my shaft another spasm of sexual excitement shook me and I had trouble in stopping my hips from thrusting my cock deep into his mouth.

"You're gonna make me cum again," I moaned as my hips jerked hard and as my knob found the back of his mouth, "You're gonna get a load in your mouth soon if you're not careful."

"Mmmmmm yeahhhh!" said Joe around my cock, his words sending delicious vibrations through my penis, "I'm all ready for you!"

I'd had a number of blow jobs from girls over the years but this beat them all - this was a real class act, a pleasure beyond anything I'd ever experienced, a cock-sucking worthy of remembering for ever. My entire body was shaking with emotion and as my level of excitement rose so my legs seemed to turn more and more to jelly.

"Ooooh fuck Joe, I can't stop it - it's coming!" I moaned as seven inches of me seemed to feel like seven feet, as if my cock was suddenly massive, "Aaaahhhh, ahhhhhhh yeahhh, ohh fuck, here it cums Joe!"

There was no sense in telling him to pull away because he was holding my buttocks and pulling me into his mouth as he sucked, his tongue now working hard and fast around my knob.

"Ooooohhhh, yeahhhh!" I grunted as my hips jerked harder than ever and as my cum squirted violently, "Oooooohhh, ooooohhhh God, oooooooh God!"

Distantly I heard Joe cough and splutter but then he settled again and the only sounds, apart from my rapid breathing was a delicious slurping sound as Joe sucked and sucked and sucked.

For long moments I trembled and thrust until eventually my movements subsided and I felt Joe pull away from me. He smacked his lips noisily and looked up at me, smiling broadly.

"Enjoyed that!" he said, "You were delicious!"

"You sucked me off," I said in wonderment, "Why, why?"

"Cos I wanted to," said Joe simply, "And it was worth it - that was super - and you were so tasty!"

My weak legs made me sit down on the bed while I recovered until eventually I regained some of my senses, then I looked at Joe who was still on his knees. All around his mouth his face was shiny and wet and there was a long trail of cum hanging from his chin. At that moment Joe realised that it was there and his fingers came up and gathered it up.

"Here, I saved a bit for you!" he said and before I could stop him his fingers pushed between my lips and deposited the cum on my tongue, "All yours."

Yeah, it was mine; my own spunk from my own cock and now I'd swallowed it. But somehow I didn't feel offended or horrified - in fact I actually found myself wanting more. I shivered inside and yet my eyes scanned Joe for any missed cum, but there wasn't any.

Now Joe stood up and there before me was his erect penis once again, this time with a substantial bubble of clear fluid at the tip - which lost its hold as I watched and streamed to the floor. Joe's hand immediately grasped his penis and spread the remaining precum over the entire thing which now seemed to glow and shine as if illuminated from inside. It looked fascinating and exciting and powerful...and even suckable.

I found myself licking my lips and Joe saw me do so, a smile now on his face.

"You want it?" he asked, "I need to unload again; you'll help me, won't you?"

And as he spoke he shuffled forward - and before I could stop him, he held me steady as I sat on the bed, aimed his penis at my mouth and pushed forward.

I felt the spongy firm end of his cock between my lips and not unwillingly yet unintentionally my tongue swiped over his knob, making Joe suck in his breath.

"Oooh yessss," he said as his penis pushed harder at me, "Come on, suck me, please."

And somehow I just couldn't move away, I just couldn't close my teeth together to block his entry either - all I could do was to let his penis slide into my mouth where it stayed, passive for a little while.

Could I actually suck him? Could I allow him to fuck my mouth? Could I stop him? Could I even stop myself?

But the taste of his cock combined with a remembered taste of cum drove me on. I wanted a bigger taste of spunk and there was only one way to ensure that I got it. I shut my eyes and closed my lips and sucked, then began moving my head back and forward. 

"Ooooh yessss, that's it," Joe murmured softly, "Yessss Brian, go for it mate! Yeahhhh, suck it!"

I could feel my saliva building up and I swallowed once, now tasting the surreal flavour of hot cock and the slight but deliciously slippery texture of precum.

Eagerly I sucked harder now, my hand sliding up and down his shaft as well, as I encouraged Joe to give me his cock. Urgently I slid my tongue over his knob, feeling the little indentation at the tip, delighting in the smoothness. Almost desperately I urged him on in my mind, desperate for him to erupt into my mouth, feeling Joe's penis sliding in and out steadily then faster.

Oh God - I couldn't help myself now! I was a slave to his penis so soon, so needy and so frantic was I - and yet - and yet I was wanting him to squirt his cum into my mouth of all things! Oh God - no way - oh no, I couldn't want that! 

And yet I did - while one part of me was screaming in horror, another part of me was urging me on, telling me to keep going, imploring me to let him finish in my mouth.

I'd got my breathing organised now, sucking and blowing air through my nose as I held his cock tight between my lips; as it slid smoothly between those saliva-wet lips, the end of it bumping occasionally against the back of my mouth.

Energetically I sucked hard, my lips squeezing his cock, my tongue moving everywhere, his penis sliding steadily in and out of my mouth. Above me I could hear Joe breathing faster now and his penis was thrusting at me in jerks and spasms and then his hands now came down and began squeezing at my prosthetic breasts and it almost felt as if he was squeezing me, my own breasts somehow. I felt myself thrusting my chest towards his palpating hands, wanting him to be happy, wanting to feel his fingers on me. His actions must have stimulated his entire body because now I could feel Joe moving faster and more erratically, his penis driving almost into my throat.

'Oooh fuck - he's going to do it!' I thought and then my worries seemed to switch to desire.

Briefly I opened my mouth to speak, my fingers around his shaft working faster.

"Yes, yes, hurry up Joe - do it, give it to me! Please let me have it!" I cried before closing my lips around his cock once more.

And then Joe was gasping, jerking and thrusting, his penis sliding right to the back of my mouth, my hand feeling his cock turn iron-hard. I felt a warmth on my tongue as his pre-eruptive precum flowed, then nothing - stillness for a brief moment.

Then suddenly it all happened. Joe grunted loudly, his penis thrust so hard that I had to back away for a moment; his cock jumped, his whole body shook and he erupted.

"Uuuuuhhh yeahhhhh, fuck yeahhhhh!" he groaned as a delicious flood of slipperiness covered my tongue.

"Uuuuuuhhhh!" he moaned again as another gush of cum poured from his penis.

I swallowed, not thinking of any alternative way of emptying my mouth, just as another wave of spunk shot against the roof of my mouth. I swallowed that too, now wanting more, even more...

But Joe was empty now, his cock proffering merely a tiny taste of cum as I worked my tongue around its knob, but I was happy enough. Oh God, I'd have loved to imbibe another round of warm cum, another gusher of sperm, another mouthful, but nothing that good lasts forever.




Becoming the New Me Ch. 02



Discovering the delight of wearing female panties had led me to shave my legs - and then without thinking, I'd gone shopping and had met Joe - another panty devotee. 

And then I'd gone back to his place where we'd indulged in some incredible and wonderful oral sex - then afterwards I realised that I'd actually become a true cocksucker - and one who actually wanted more!

But could I benefit from my new-found skills, from my newly opened mind. Did I want to go any further? 

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Joe reached out and pulled me upright, then hugged me warmly and firmly. Our chests rubbed together as did our two cocks and even our smooth thighs and then his hands were behind me and my bra fell loose, the inserts falling to the floor. Between us we removed the bra from my arms and picked up the inserts then clung together once more, our naked chests now warm against each other. But somehow it didn't feel the same now; those 'breasts' had become part of me already and without them something was missing. I pulled away a bit and my hands came up and held my non-existent breasts while a brief sadness enfolded me and Joe understood.

"You were nice with that bra on," he said, his hands softly resting on my hips, "You felt right somehow."

"Almost makes me wish I had proper tits!" I said laughing, my jollity tinged with sadness as I shook my imaginary breasts at him, "Weird!"

"Hmmmm, not all that weird Brian," said Joe pensively, his eyes still on my chest, "You wouldn't be the first man who wanted boobs - we'll have to see what we can do, eh?"

"Yeah ok," I murmured, my mind apparently elsewhere and not really concentrating on his words, "Go on then."

I think that my mind had returned to the panties which I now felt wedged between my cheeks and I squirmed around to pull them out of my crack.

"That's cos you pulled them aside when you got my cock out," I said as I realised that Joe was watching, "I think these ones are a little bit too tight."

"No way - they're perfect," said Joe as he inspected them, "What if you tuck your cock down between your legs..."

As he spoke his hand slid down over my stomach, then over my pubes and then down over my still soft penis and fitted it nicely down to one side of my balls. He pulled his hand out and inspected his handiwork. 

"You'll do, that's lovely," he said, "Not bad at all."

I spun around and stuck my bum out at him, squirming and shaking it this way and that before turning back and looking down at the front of my panties. They looked quite pleasing and only slightly mounded; perhaps merely puffed out, like a girl with fluffy pubes.

"Cheeky!" he laughed as he gently slapped my ass, "You want to be careful you don't get me going again!"

"Hah - as if!" I replied, partially because I couldn't see myself as being that desirable and partially because I knew that he'd just emptied his balls, "No chance!"

"Wanna bet?" he replied and as he spoke he rubbed his hand over his penis which almost immediately responded. 

Quickly it began to fill out and lift up and with a final brief rub it was standing there again, all hard and eager!

"Bloody hell," I murmured, "That was quick!"

"Told you that you get me going, didn't I?" replied Joe as he tilted his groin up towards me, "You make me fuckin' horny all the time."

Gently Joe pushed me now.

"Come on, let's do it again. Get on the bed," instructed Joe, "Go and lie down."

Quite willing to renew my oral tryst with his penis I quickly did so and moments later Joe was there with me, but now kneeling between my legs which he easily pushed apart. Seconds later and he was lowering himself towards me until he rested upon me face down, his body warm and firm against mine, his smooth belly and chest covering me, his hard penis resting against my lower abdomen.

"Brian, I want to kiss you," he said, his face just inches from mine, "Can I, please?"

Before I could respond in any way, although I had a feeling that I wouldn't be complaining, his mouth landed on mine and his lips, warm and moist and tender sucked at mine before pulling away. Hardly revolted at all it seemed, I passively let him kiss me and found my own lips reaching for his as he pulled away.

"Was that ok?" he asked as he looked at my searching lips, "Can we do it again?"

Once again his face lowered towards mine and once again I was unable to turn my head away, just allowing his lips to find mine once more. But this time it was my lips that were warm and wet; this time it seemed that it was my own body that was doing the kissing.

"Oh God!" I gasped, "What on earth are you doing to me?"

"Just kissing you - loving you a bit perhaps," Joe replied, "Its nice - you're all warm and sweet."

I'd never been called that before but somehow it felt right - and the next time that Joe's lips descended, it was definitely my lips that reached up to him, my lips that sucked hard at his, my mouth that suddenly clung to his. And then we were locked together, our urgent mouths and exploring tongues meeting and discovering and desiring, before we pulled apart, both of us panting.

"Geeeez!" said Joe, his groin squirming against mine, "You're hot - you're fucking brilliant!"

"You're good too," I managed to reply, "Never done that before."

"Likely story!" said Joe, "You were too good for that to be the first time!"

"No, honestly," I replied, "Never - it's never happened before...but I liked it with you for some reason."

"That's because we're already more than just friends, aren't we," said Joe, his breath warm on my cheek, "You fancy some more?"

"Mmmmmm!" I said enthusiastically expecting the 'more' to mean more kissing, "Definitely!"

Down between us I could feel that my penis had risen and was now firmly pressed between Joe's thighs while his penis felt even hotter against my body. I slid one hand down and found his cock - the end was all wet and slippery and on my abdomen there was a small smudge of slippery fluid too.

"You're eager Joe," I said, "Didn't think you'd be able to get it up again so soon!"

"It's you," he husked, "You turn me on something rotten, get me going in no time."

He slid his cock up and down on my belly, making me squirm deliciously inside.

"What are we going to do about it then?" I said, licking my lips as I anticipated Joe bringing his penis to my mouth, "Do you want me to suck you off again?"

"No - it's my turn," he said and as he spoke he began to move down the bed, his lips sliding over my chest. 

I sucked in a breath through tight lips as his lips found a nipple and as his teeth chewed it gently but firmly, then let the air out once he moved away and slid further down my body.

His tongue trailed a wet path down my chest to my belly button, where he lingered briefly - and then his lips were at my panties, smoothly sliding over the straining material, pressing against my pubes and against my pulsating cock and then against my balls. I felt his mouth engulf one ball and then the other before he let them go and returned to my penis, his tongue brushing so softly over the silk that hid my instrument.

"Oooooh Joe," I moaned, "Stop it, stop pissing around, suck me, suck me please!"

But my pleading didn't work; instead Joe sank down once more until his face was between my legs, blowing hot air over my balls and my ass.

"Lift up," he said from somewhere down there and obligingly I lifted my hips, immediately feeling Joe's hands pulling my panties down.

There followed a few moments of adjustment until Joe had stripped me of my panties and then he returned, now pushing my legs further apart as his face descended once more.

And then I felt his tongue below and behind my balls, probing against my flesh, sliding ever closer to my asshole. I felt Joe's hands pushing my buns up and off the bed and for some reason I helped him, feeling my ass shivering, quivering, shaking with excitement and perhaps even with fear.

Moments later and his tongue was actually touching my asshole, tickling my tightness, sending weird thrills all through me, causing me to pant and shake uncontrollably.

"Joe, for fuck's sake, what're you doing?" I asked, my voice all shivery, "That's rude - it's dirty!"

But Joe still wasn't listening; instead his head was burrowing between my thighs, pushing more firmly against my body while his tongue probed and twisted around my hole.

"Aaaahhhhh!" I gasped as I felt his rapier-like tongue penetrate, pushing it's way in through my tight anal muscles, "Oh Goddddd, stop it!"

There was no way that I could stop him though - the feelings may have been alien and strange and yet they were so exciting and thrilling. Instead all I could do was to hold his head in place while trying to stop my body from jerking too hard each time his tongue bored into me. My penis was as hard as it had ever been; a solid bar of hot metal that dribbled constantly. My breathing control had deserted me as had my temperature control too - until Joe pulled his head away and emerged from between my thighs.

His face was wet and reddened but he was smiling happily.

"What the hell were you doing?" I asked, unable to comprehend why anyone would want to do what he'd just done.

"Just getting you ready," he replied as he repositioned himself, "You're all nice and wet and open now, hold on."

And then Joe was lifting my buns again and shuffling closer - and then his penis was sliding between my cheeks and my body was pushing at him and despite the panic in my mind, my anus seemed to be pushing out as if to accept his cock.

"You want me, don't you?" asked Joe, "You don't mind?" 

It was a rhetorical question really because he seemed firmly intent on using me, on fucking me.

My mind was in turmoil - yes, I so wanted Joe to continue, I so wanted him to be closer, perhaps even to be within me somehow. Now I'd got used to it, I realised that I'd loved every minute of our sexual love-making and all I wanted was more.

But - his cock inside me? That was so weird to imagine; so frightening too.

And yet it was almost there; I could feel the warm firmness of his knob as it rested against my asshole - and I just knew that I'd let him penetrate me.

"Yes Joe, yes," I moaned, my mind screaming with panic; my body screaming with eagerness, "Oh fuck - do it, please, do it!"

"I'll be careful," said Joe, then I saw him spit in his hand and his hand disappearing from sight - and then I felt him.

Joe's penis was now pressing into my hole, his broad slippery penis driving a tunnel into my body. Steadily the pressure mounted as my hole stretched and stretched and as Joe's penis began to penetrate.

"Careful!" I moaned as I held my breath, "Ooooh fuuuuuck, be careful Joe."

Joe remained silent now as he rested, one hand down between my legs, presumably holding his cock in place with the other hand under my buttocks, lifting me upwards. I winced as his penis began to slide inside - I could feel my sphincter muscles complaining as this unusual activity strained them, yet at the same time I could feel the rest of my body just wanting Joe to be closer to me.

"That's it. I'm inside you now," said Joe, "It'll hurt a bit more then it'll be better."

Almost as he spoke a sharp pain shot through me and enveloped my mind and I felt my body convulsing and tightening and Joe spoke again.

"Take it easy Brian," he said, his penis still lodged in my anus, "Let it go - it'll be easier then."

"Oooooohhhhh," I shivered and panted, "I'll try, I'll try."

The pain was quite intense now and yet it was a delicious pain - a pain brought about by our sexual activity that I didn't want to stop. I obeyed Joe and let my body relax.

A moment later and the pain peaked suddenly, then eased and I felt Joe's body as it now rested against mine.

"Well done Brian - I'm inside properly now - all the way," he said, "You ok?"

"Yeah, yeah, I think so," I murmured...then I caught on; "Fuck - you're in me - your cock's right in me!"

"All the way," said Joe, "Buried to the roots - you're so lovely and tight and warm."

"Oh fuck - and you're so big," I replied as my body began to become properly aware of Joe's huge presence inside me.

Joe was now rocking gently and slowly back and forward and now I registered the feeling of his penis as it slid through my anal muscles. He was fucking me, actually fucking my ass with his cock - and I wasn't objecting!

More than that, it was feeling incredible, a feeling I'd never had before, a feeling of sexual happiness and excitement that now made me come alive down there. I made my sphincter muscles tighten; I made my ass push at Joe's cock; I made my hips lift and rotate as his penis moved in and out, faster now and I just couldn't help doing so.

"Oooh yeahhh," I panted, "That feels good, don't stop Joe, keep doing that."

"Going to," replied Joe, "You're good - you're nice - you're hot!"

Faster now his penis was sliding, my asshole moving with his thrusts, my hips alive and energetic, my body feeling his penis warm and hard inside me. Fast and steady came his thrusts, one after another after another and with each thrust my hips thrust back and my cock lifted from my abdomen.

And then my cock began dribbling once more as Joe's penis powered into me at a slightly different angle, his knob brushing past my prostate with each thrust.

"Ooooh bloody hell, it feels good," I moaned, my eyes screwing up with the delicious pain, "That's fuckin' lovely Joe!"

Above me Joe was hard at work, his eyes were closed as he concentrated on the anal pleasures; as he concentrated on driving his penis into my hot tight hole. His cheeks were puffed as he breathed faster now, his brow glistening with sweat.

"Ughhh, ughhh, ughhh," he grunted with each thrust, "Uuuuuh yeahhh, yeahhh! Ohh fuck!"

Joe's body was now slamming against mine as he pumped him penis into me, faster and faster now while his breath was now whistling through his tight lips.

He looked at me and smiled through his exertions while not missing a single stroke.

"Uhhhh fuck, uuuuh fuck, getting close now," Joe panted, "Get ready Brian, get ready."

His lower body was almost a blur now as his penis slammed rapidly into me while I did my best to hold my body steady as I anticipated what was to come...his orgasm, the thrill of his penis pumping his cum into me.

No way was I going to stop him, I wanted all of him inside me, everything he could offer, all of his spunk right up inside. If I couldn't have it in my mouth then I definitely wanted it inside my body.

"Uh, uh, uh, uh," grunted Joe rapidly, sweat pouring liberally from his face and chest now, "Here it comes - it's coming - gonna fill you Brian."

"Yeah - give it to me," I cried, "I want you - I want you!"

"Uuuuuuuuhhhhhh!" cried Joe after a momentary frozen moment, "Oooooh yeahhhh - ahhhhh, take it!"

Instantly I felt that pulse of warmth as his first spurt of cum pumped into my bowels. Moments later and it was joined by another, then another and another. I felt the liquid warmth spreading inside me and felt Joe's penis become quiescent, merely jerking almost languidly and no longer thrusting.

"Oooooohhhhh, that was good, bloody good," said Joe, "Fuckin' hell, that was so good!"

"Mmmmm yeah," I replied languidly, "You felt incredible when you shot off - that was the best bit."

Joe smiled down at me and I smiled back and then he let his steaming hot body down until we could kiss again, our lips holding each other tight until we had to break for much needed air.

"God, I need a towel," he moaned as he looked around, "How come there's never one there when you need it?"

"I think you need a shower," I replied as I watched the streams of sweat trickling down his chest, "I wouldn't say no to one either."

"Actually that's a better idea," said Joe as he knelt upright, "Gonna have to take him out anyway."

A few moments later and I felt my anus squeeze shut as his penis slid from my body - and then I was alone, filled with his cum but not with his penis. I missed him already...

There was no way that I could get him back though as Joe was already up and off the bed and heading to the bathroom and even before I lifted myself from the bed I could hear the shower running and soon I joined him as he tested the water.

"The water's good now - you can get in," he offered and I stepped into the shower cubicle with Joe soon pushing his way in to join me.

It was a relatively tight squeeze but there was room enough for us both to get wet and then to lather up, each of us sharing the fun of spreading bubbles everywhere.

Soon we were refreshed and considerably less noisome and were busy towelling each other dry. I'd felt a trickle of liquid slip from my ass as we showered and I'd pushed it out, not wishing to leak all day thereafter but there was still that stretched feeling remaining, even though his penis was no longer there. I kept feeling my asshole pulsating as if to welcome him back, but it was not to be - not yet, anyway. But I resolved to get him back there as soon as I could!

In the meantime however, Joe and I had clad ourselves in his dressing gowns and had headed downstairs again and now we were back where we'd started, on the settee with drinks in our hands.

We toasted each other before drinking deeply as we considered our situation.

"Never thought I'd do that," I said, opening the conversation, "Never thought I'd ever let anyone put their cock inside me."

"Never thought I'd do it either," Joe said, "Mind you, I've wanted to do that for ages; just never found the right guy I reckon."

"Found the hole alright though, didn't you," I said laughing, "And you were bloody eager too!"

Joe laughed back.

"So were you, once you got into it! You definitely enjoyed it, didn't you?" said Joe, "I know I certainly did."

I nodded by way of reply, my mind incapable of finding the right words.

"Good, perhaps we can do it again soon," said Joe and I felt myself smiling and nodding again - and blushing!

Yeah! He was willing! He actually wanted to fuck me again!

"Would have been better still if you'd had some tits I could have held onto," said Joe, his words making my eyebrows lift suddenly, "Some real ones, that is."

I let my eyes fall to my chest and wondered what the view would be like if I had those mounds of flesh protruding from my chest. And almost instantly I imagined Joe's penis sliding between my breasts, his cum spurting at my face and I felt a deliciously wicked thrill pass through me.

"We'd better find out then," I heard myself saying, "Can I use pills, you know, hormone pills?"

"Think so - shall we do some researching then?" asked Joe and once again I nodded my assent.

To cut straight to the chase, so to speak, I'll skip the internet hunting that we shared and the acquisition of bovine ovary pills which supply the body with phytoestrogen, which the human body converts to oestrogen. Soon I was taking them regularly along with assorted food an other supplements, my growing desire to feminise myself leading me on and on.

Each time that Joe and I met he checked me over, searching for stray hairs that he'd missed as he shaved my body...and each time we met he measured my chest too as we watched my breasts develop. And it wasn't just my breasts that were appearing, my hips seemed different, even my voice, and my face wasn't so hard either.

The whole thing was almost surreal; I was transforming into something resembling a woman - and yet I still possessed that extra bit of male flesh - that still needed pacifying regularly.

Time passed and for a longish period our meetings were brief and limited as work commitments got in our way but suddenly my annual leave became due and time was about to become mine to control - for a whole three weeks. Of course Joe was aware of my freedom and managed to get time off at much the same time and suddenly we were able to indulge ourselves.




Becoming the New Me Ch. 02



Almost immediately I was at Joe's place, even prepared to stay over if things went well and I found him with a table covered in bags and stuff; prettily floral and brightly coloured garments visible even as I entered the room. 

We embraced warmly as we met before Joe led me to the settee once again. He pushed me to sit down, leaned forward and kissed me then moved to the table.

"You don't know how much I've missed you," he said, "I seem to have been waiting for so bloody long - but you're here now, at last."

"Yeah - we've got all the time we need now," I replied as I relaxed, "I've missed you too!"

"You will stay, won't you?" he asked and I waved at my bag which was still just inside the door.

"Came all ready for anything!" I answered, "Well, pretty well anything!"

But Joe was all fidgety at the table and now he pushed away the parcels and spun back to face me, his features all screwed up and tense.

"Oooh fuck Brian - I can't wait - I'll show you this stuff after I've had you," Joe gasped, "Come on - let me love you, quickly!"

Immediately he was stripping off, his chest heaving with anticipation and excitement. 

His frantic eagerness was completely contagious and I found myself shedding clothes as fast as he was until we both stood there naked and facing each other, both panting with emotion and with our two erect penises at the ready.

I could see Joe's eyes as they took in my newly growing breasts - not yet large enough to need a bra but definitely breasts now and I also saw his cock jerk energetically. And at that moment I almost desperately wanted him back inside me!

Quickly I reached out and grasped his penis. It felt deliciously warm and wild in my hand and I bent at the waist and kissed it, then sucked it into my mouth. The wonderful taste of male flesh covered my taste buds while above me Joe's breaths came in shudders.

He pushed me from his cock and spun me around, also pushing me until I was on my knees with my arms supporting my face and resting on the settee. He was frantic with eagerness as his hands moved over my body, his warm fingers finding known and unknown erogenous zones even as he positioned me for his rear entry.

"I've got some lube for you," he said now, his hands briefly otherwise occupied, "It'll make it even better this time."

In seconds I felt that thrilling chill of the gel as he applied it to my asshole, his fingers suddenly dipping into me with slippery ease.

"Where the hell did that come from?" I asked, surprised by the sudden insertion and by the use of gel. 

"Got some when I did some shopping," Joe answered, "It was in the bag on the table."

I sucked in a quick breath as he probed inside me but there was almost no pain; just that incredibly thrilling feeling that actually made my entire body quiver with excitement.

And then he was on his knees behind me, his rampant cock brushing against my thighs as he aligned himself, then it was pushing between my cheeks. I flexed my buttocks as he touched me, the contact between us all the more intense because of where this was happening. Joe's knees shuffled forward again; then his penis was there, pushing right against my hole just as his hands came and took hold of my breasts.

"Oooooh yeahhhhhh," he moaned and I joined him as his penis sank into my body - sliding so quickly through my sphincter ring - so deliciously deep and so big and so hot.

Sure, there had been a very quick twinge of pain but it was immediately forgotten as the pleasure of having his cock inside me again took over.

It was my turn to moan now as Joe slid readily in and out, the small veiny indentations and protrusions on his penis registering as mountains and valleys to my sensitive sphincter muscles. I could feel the ridge of his knob as it moved around inside me, as it brushed against my prostate, as it stretched my colon and with each thrill an answering thrill from my body caused my stiff, leaking cock to jerk up and down too.

My own orgasm was mounting nicely when Joe stopped, his movements ceasing almost abruptly. I looked over my shoulder at him to see him frowning as he looked down at my body. His hands moved over my ass and then slid up my body to my breasts before moving away.

"Hang on," he said as his penis pulled from me unceremoniously, "Just gonna get something."

"You bastard, you!" I muttered, my body complaining about his departure, "That's not fair - leaving me like that..."

But Joe was back in moments, with some underwear in his hands.

"Put them on," he ordered, "They're silk, they're lovely."

Understanding, I quickly got to work sliding my legs into the panties just as Joe succeeded in fixing the bra around my chest and as he positioned the padding-filled cups over my breasts so I positioned the panties over my ass - and I immediately knew that Joe was happy now.

"Yessssss," he hissed as his hands slid over my smooth shiny silk-clad ass, "Godddd, you're fuckin' gorgeous Brian, just love the feel of your ass now."

And actually it did feel wonderful as his hands slid everywhere and I felt myself flexing my asshole and my buttocks with renewed energy as I encouraged his touch, and then his fingers moved to my cleft once again, pulling the silk gusset to one side.

"Ohhh Brian, yessss, this is going to feel so good, so fuckin' fuckin' good!" he moaned, "I'm coming back inside now."

I felt his fingers pulling my panties aside and then as his penis found my hole again I pushed back at him - and he slid so easily inside me, just like before.

"Aaaahhhhhh!" I cried, not so much a cry of pain as one of relief that he was back.

"Ohhhhhhh fuuuuck!" he moaned as his penis pumped into me and as his fingers massaged my buns and slid over my panties, "Don't think I'll last long - that feels absolutely fuckin' incredible!"

He was driving his cock into me quickly now, faster and faster - the force of his thrusts almost pushing me onto the settee. He was panting wildly too and his fingers were now all over my breasts, squeezing my growing flesh hard, twisting my nipples this way and that. Above me I could hear him as he sucked in errant saliva as it tried to dribble from his mouth and all the time his cock was powering into me, his thrusts long, deep and strong.

Below him I had one hand around my own cock as I strived to bring myself off when he came - his orgasm expected at any moment now. I knew almost to the second when he'd begin to explode...

"Oooh Brian, its coming," he moaned just as I expected, "Ooooh Brian I can't stop it now..."

His thrusts were becoming fragmented, desperately urgent thrusts that were almost out of his control now. Powerful thrusts that slammed his balls against mine, that slammed his thighs against my buttocks, that sent out loud slapping sounds to fill the air around us.

And Joe was panting furiously too, his final words staccato and brief.

"Here it cums!" he gasped, "Ready - get ready! Ahhhh - yeahhhhh!"

"Oooh God," I moaned as I felt him pause, swell, stiffen and flood inside me, "Come on then - fill me - fuckin' fill me!"

"Uuuuuugh - uuuuuugh!" he grunted powerfully, "Oooooh - ahhhhhhh - yeahhhhh!"

Each grunt accompanied a big powerful thrust and each thrust sent another spray of cum from his cock. I felt the deliciously warm and even comforting fluid bathing my guts, lubricating my rectum, pooling inside my anus, even trickling down my thigh. He seemed to pump so many times that I just had to be flooded with pints of cum - I couldn't believe how much spunk he seemed to have produced...and it was all up inside me, inside my ass.

And then Joe was leaning forward, resting on my back, his hot breath on the back of my neck, his hot cum safe inside me, his still twitching penis there too. His hands were still holding my breasts but they were tender hands now, with loving fingers that just caressed my flesh. It all felt wonderful - so very wonderful...

"Geeeez, that was good," said Joe as he straightened up, "I really needed that."

"You certainly filled me," I replied, as I squeezed my ass muscles around his penis, "Feels like a damn enema you've given me!"

We both laughed until Joe's hands slid down my body and found my still hard penis.

"Oh sod it, you didn't cum?" he asked and I shook my head.

"I was too involved in feeling you cum," I said, "Sort of forgot about myself."

"Can't have that," Joe replied, "You've gotta cum - you need to."

He held my cock for a few moments as if pondering about it, his hand idly teasing my length, his fingers smoothing over my knob.

"Dunno how you'll take this," he said, his voice quiet, "But ummm, do you think you could try me for size?"

"Uhhh?" I questioned, straining my head over my shoulder to look at him.

"I think I want you to do me," he said, "Don't see why you should get all the fun."

"You, you want me to put my cock in you?" I managed to say, "Inside you - up your ass?"

"Yeah, I've gotta try it," said Joe, "I want to feel the same as you - feel what it's like."

"But I've never..." I spluttered, "Never fucked a guy."

"Always a first time for everything," said Joe, suddenly energised, "Anyway, nor have I. Come on, change places - I've got a towel here."

His hand scooped up the towel and gave it to me and I held it under me as he allowed his penis to slide from my hole. I felt a small trickle of fluid escape but I guessed that his cum must have been mainly thick and sticky and wasn't about to slide out, so I removed the towel and turned over, then repositioned the towel under my bum.

Joe looked down at me where I lay on my back - my nascent breasts rising from the soft bra around my chest, my still erect penis jutting from my silk panties, a moist patch on the panties attesting to the way his penis had been stimulating my prostate.

He smiled contentedly as he took hold of my erection and pulled it upright. Immediately a long streamer of precum slid down its length and over his hand and I saw Joe licking his lips. 

But instead of sucking my cock, Joe had a hand behind him as he knelt on the bed, a hand that now moved to reveal that the fingers were all shiny and slippery.

"Think I'm ready," he said, "You say you've never fucked a man - well, like I said, I've never let one fuck me either, I promise."

A strong tremor of excitement jerked my cock in Joe's hand and now he shuffled into place above me, his knees on either side of my hips, one hand still holding my cock upright.

"Oooh fuck," his trembling voice muttered, "It's gonna hurt, isn't it?"

"Not if you take it easy," I said, my hand now on Joe's hip, "It's getting it inside that hurts - then it's just stretchy and uncomfy for a bit."

"I've gotta try it," gulped Joe, "Ok - here goes...I'm all lubed up for you."

I watched as Joe let his body drop inch by inch - until our bodies met - until the tip of my penis was aligned with his hole. It felt cool to me as his lube spread over my knob and then there was pressure as he bore down, his weight almost bending my cock. And then his asshole began to open for me, reluctantly allowing my penis to penetrate into his flesh, into the small opening that was now being stretched.

"Oooooh fuck," moaned Joe, "I'm not sure...is it gonna fit?"

"Wait...take your time," I suggested, "Take it easy; it'll fit - let your body get used to it - there's no rush."

There was no reply but Joe kept letting out small sighs, winces and hisses and moans which were topped off with a drawn out "Uuuuuhhhhh!" 

And as he let out that groan I felt my cock begin to slide inside, to really penetrate into his ass.

"Uuuuuhhh!" Joe grunted again and his body lifted up, "Ahhhh - hurts."

"Hold still, get used to it," I instructed, my hands caressing his chest, "Try to relax - push out if you can."

I felt his body respond and then Joe let out another moan but this time it was one of pleasure rather than pain.

"Oooooohhhh," he said simply, "Done it!"

And he had - I was really inside him now - at least half of my cock was inside his ass which felt simply delicious around me. Warm, tight, sexy and eager, Joe's hole was welcoming me, his relief at breaking his duck almost palpable.

He smiled broadly at me, then screwed up his face just as his body dropped further until his buttocks rested on my hips, my entire penis deep up inside him now. I felt his ass flexing as he explored this new experience, his internal muscles becoming alive as he welcomed this strange intrusion - then he lifted his hips and dropped them again. 

"Oooh yeahhhh," he gasped as he continued to move, "So much better now."

My stiff cock slid delightfully in and out of his hole and before long I too began to respond, letting my own hips thrust my cock upwards and gradually we became one, the pair of us working together in harmony, rising and falling, breathing and sighing together as we fucked.

And now Joe leaned forward and brought his hands to my breasts once more. He crushed them almost painfully before letting his fingers soothe them, then tweaked my nipples through my bra to send waves of rising excitement to my penis. One hand slid down my body and brushed softly over my silk panties and as his hand did so I felt Joe's body convulse inside.

"You like those, don't you?" I said, my own penis jerking too, "You like me wearing them?"

"Ooooh fuckin' yeahhhh, definitely," he moaned, "Just love the feeling, that smooth material - so good - so sexy!"

"Think I need some more," I said, "You'll be wanting me to wear silk stockings next!"

"Oooh fuck - yeah, yeah!" answered Joe excitedly, "Oh fuck - that would be so hot! Oh fuck, see what you're doing to me!"

His penis, until now somewhat droopy, had risen and was now bouncing up and down with his movements, his knob glowing with heat again and shiny with precum.

Immediately I reached and grasped it, feeling the hotness of his flesh and the hardness too.

Joe stopped bouncing and dropped his buttocks down onto me as I stroked his cock and then remained there, my penis lodged inside him as my fingers stimulating his erection.

His cock was so damn hard now and with each stroke of my fingers Joe shuddered...then, in a moment of thrills I pulled his penis downwards, pulled aside my panties and pushed his cock inside the silk.

"Aaaahhhhh!" cried Joe, "Ahhhh fuck - no, no, that's too much! Bloody hell, I'm cumming, I'm cumming!"

Instantly there came a stiffening of his penis, a swelling and a hard jerking - then a big splash of hot cum spread over my pubic mound, soaking the silk, gushing down into the gusset, bucketing over my balls. Another followed and as Joe repeatedly shot off against my body I suddenly found myself on the brink.

"Damn, you're making me cum too," I moaned, "Uuuughhhh, yeahhhh, yeahhhhh! Ooooh fuck - cummming!"

I just couldn't stop my hips from physically lifting Joe upwards as my penis drove into him and erupted. Some seven inches inside him jets of my cum were blasting against his rectal folds and Joe's eyes and mouth were open wide as I filled him with my spunk. But it felt so bloody good to be emptying my reservoirs, to be taking the tension from my balls that I had no care about where I was cumming. Only Joe was concerned...

"You've cum inside me!" he said, his voice aghast with shock, "I didn't know you'd do that!"

"Well where else?" I asked, "You were on top of me and I was inside you - and then you got all excited and that set me off too."

"Did, didn't it!" said Joe, his voice sounding quite embarrassed as he pulled his sticky cock from inside my panties, "Really didn't expect to cum again, not that quickly anyway." 

"You came off again - so bloody soon! I must have reached parts that nothing else has reached," I said as I rather ineffectually tried to jerk my penis inside him, "And I think you enjoyed it anyway."

"Yeah, I guess I did, it was good," Joe replied, his face screwed up as he concentrated on his thoughts, "Oh well, we've done it now but it was supposed to be you who'd be on the receiving end."

I hadn't thought of that until now but suddenly my brain understood. Not only was I becoming feminised but Joe was taking the dominant male role - something I hadn't really considered.

And then, when the truth sank in I realised that I'd encouraged him, letting him dress me in silk underwear and even letting him put make-up on me. And equally suddenly I realised that I liked him being 'the man' and that it was good to play the woman's role...but I wasn't fulfilled - I felt that there was a long way to go yet.

But down there Joe's second cumming was now cooling and was sticking and clinging to my panties and anyway, we'd both cum and were now replete and really needed to clean up.

Soon Joe and I had moved apart and were showering, washing away the sweat and sexual juices and such, with Joe unable to keep his hands to himself! 

Constantly he interrupted me by touching and caressing my breasts or my ass but when his penis began to rise once more I stepped from the shower.

"Enough," I said as I dried myself, "You're fuckin' insatiable! Give it a break!"

"Spoilsport," answered Joe but his penis did begin to deflate as he too towelled himself.

Soon we were downstairs again, now sorting out our dinner and filling our fresh glasses, our chatter now of the basics of life, of things far from sex.

Nevertheless, as we ate the discussions returned to sex and almost before we'd finished, Joe had reminded me to take my pills and then, even before we washed things up he dragged me back to the pile of garments he'd bought. 

"Get em off Brian," he demanded, "Get your clothes off - got some much better stuff for you here."

Eagerly I shed my clothes and stood before him naked, just as Joe pulled out a suspender belt which he wrapped around my waist and clipped into place. It looked silly to me, hanging there all lacy around me but Joe soon remedied that as he pulled several pairs of stockings from the bags. In minutes I was nylon-clad, with Joe on his knees, running his hands up and down my sleek legs.

"God, you're delicious!" he moaned as his fingers caressed the soft flesh of my inner thighs, then slid all the way down to my ankles over the smooth nylon, "Don't think these are gonna stay on you for long!"

I chuckled at his eagerness and delight as I rummaged in the bags - until Joe stood up again and stopped me.

"No, let me," he said and with that he pulled out a pretty purple set of bra and knickers.

"Put this lot on while I find some other bits," he continued, "Got a lovely blouse here - and some delicious little shorts."

I could suddenly imagine myself as some kind of grown-up schoolgirl, admittedly a tarty one and I hurried to get into the nice clean fresh undies, discovering as I did so that the bra fitted almost perfectly. I needed to grow my tits a little bit bigger but that would happen in due course. In the meanwhile I was starting to look quite tasty, even to myself!

And before long Joe had me dressed to his satisfaction; he'd even got me some flat shoes that managed to make my fairly large feet look smaller... He took me upstairs once more where I was able to see myself in the full-length mirror and as I looked at myself I was quite shocked.

From the feet upwards everything was remarkable feminine. My feet and legs were fine, encased in tanned nylons; my cock, which somehow had remained quiescent, was wedged between my legs so that my panties were flat, the way they should be; my ass showed off well in the blue denim shorts with frayed edges; my waist and my navel were exposed and trim and then higher up, a chequered blouse covered and yet enhanced my growing breasts. The shorts stopped way above my suspenders, leaving a four inch gap of exposed flesh while my blouse was sheer enough to show the pattern on my bra underneath. I really looked quite sexy now, actually much more like a tart now!




Becoming the New Me Ch. 02



Sadly my face still looked masculine but Joe quickly sat me down and inside ten minutes he'd got me all done up - like a dog's dinner. Well, no - actually he'd done quite well. My lips looked more inviting now, my cheeks glowed softly and my eyes were someone else's, to be honest. With a blond wig I'd be completely feminised, I was shocked to realise.

Joe stood nearby as I admired myself and when I glanced at him I realised that he was licking his lips while lower down he was massaging his erection. Instinctively I thrust my ass out at him and twerked energetically at him!

Joe growled as he advanced towards me, his hand now at his waist, undoing his own shorts.

"Ooooh fuck! You'd better get undressed now - quickly," he said as he stepped out of his shorts, "I'm gonna screw you so fuckin' hard!"

"Yessss Joe, come on, do me!" I moaned, shedding outer clothes even more quickly than he was, then leaping onto the bed, "Where's the lube!"

By the time Joe was stripped down the lube was in his hand and his hand was at my asshole and my panties were being pulled aside and the lube was being pushed inside me and Joe was rampant and ready.

And before I'd even had time to take a good breath, what air there was in me was forced out as Joe's hard cock pushed through my sphincter and into my ass.

"Ooooh Christ - you could have taken it easy!" I moaned as I tried to get used to the intrusion.

"No I couldn't," replied Joe, his voice all quivery, "Just couldn't stop - had to get it in you - right now!"

"Oooooh fuck, you're definitely in me," I said as I flexed my ass muscles around his penis, "Well and truly. Ok, I'm as ready as I'll ever be."

Instead of speaking Joe just drove his cock hard and deep into me. Immediately he pulled it almost all the way out - then drove in again - and again. 

"Ooooh God - I needed this," he groaned, "Gonna give you such a good fucking!"

"Come on then Joe, do it, fuck me," I replied as my penis jerked excitedly, "Let me feel you - all of you!"

He was already letting me feel his full length but my words were to tease him, to encourage him, to urge him to fuck me, to fill me. It felt incredible as I knelt there, my head resting on the pillow, my ass in the air, having a man thrust his cock into my bowels, having him gripping my hips to pull himself into me, feeling the heat of his loins as he pumped his penis powerfully into me.

Joe wasn't talking now - instead he was putting all his efforts into fucking, his penis working hard, his balls slapping against me with every stroke, his sweat already splashing onto my back every so often, his fingers digging into my flesh. He was already panting - this was going to be the proverbial quickie - an urgent release, for him alone.

Faster and harder he thrust, while I held my body firmly in place. Speaking of firmly, I actually felt my boobs moving and brought one hand up to hold them still as Joe's energetic thrusts continued to thrill me. My buttocks were glowing with heat as his powerful thighs slapped against them and my asshole felt as if it didn't belong to me, despite the helping slipperiness of the lube.

But nothing mattered now because it was very apparent that Joe was quickly approaching his release. His strokes were becoming random, his penis actually felt bigger now and his fingers were slipping in the sweat on my hips. He was panting hard as he pumped until with a final flurry of quick short strokes, he froze.

"Aaaahhhhhh fuck - it's coming...here it comes!" he moaned, his penis throbbing heavily inside my depths, "Yeahhhhh - uuuuuuhh yeahhhhh! Yeahhhhh!"

His last yell coincided with a final powerful lunge that sent his cock way up into me - and his cumshot even further.

"Aaaahhhhhh!" he yelled again, "Fuckin' cumming!"

Each shot of cum felt hot, even wet; each spray of sperm was delicious even though I couldn't taste it; each jet of spunk made my innards convulse and squirm delightfully. 

Slowly Joe eased off until all he was doing was letting his penis jerk weakly as the last throes of his orgasm left him and then he was still again, his penis held in place in my ass while he let his body recover. His hands fell from my hips and his thighs rested against the back of mine. I twisted my head and looked at him, to see his eyes closed and a look of deep contentment on his face. I dropped my gaze to my own body, noticing that the front of my panties, which I still wore, was soaked through - whether from Joe's leaking cum or from mine, I didn't know yet.

Truthfully I didn't care either. Joe had cum and he'd filled and satisfied me and I was as content as he seemed to be.

I wriggled around and Joe came back from outer space and realised that we'd finished and began moving from me, his softening penis slipping easily from my hot, abused but happy hole.

We collapsed onto the bed, me rolling over onto my back and Joe resting on his side beside me.

He smiled warmly at me before leaning closer.

"You're lovely Brian," he said softly, "I think I'm actually falling in love with you."

"Nah!" I exclaimed, sticking my tongue out, "You just love my asshole!"

"No, really Brian, it's not just that," he continued, ignoring my taunt, "It's all of you - the way you are, the way you look when you're dressed up...oh, and the way you are when you're undressed of course!"

We lay there looking into each other's eyes for a few moments before Brian moved, levering himself up a little bit.

"Can I kiss you?" he said and then, before I could object he was there, his lips pressing down onto mine warmly and wetly.

Sure, we'd kissed before but this time it felt different and far better. This time it was just after we'd fucked, just after we'd made love and it felt entirely right.

Eagerly I pulled him to me, my own moist lips sliding over his, our tongues entwining, our breath shared between us and we made oral love to each other over and over again until we finally broke off so we could breathe properly.

"Oooh fuck - that was incredible," said Joe, "I don't know what it is about you - you just set me off, every time!"

I glanced down and there it was again, his penis all stiff and eager once more. Willingly I wrapped my hand around his shaft, feeling the stickiness of the drying lube, the creamy blobs of cum and the runny anal juices on it; feeling the heat and stiffness of it; feeling the pulsing inside it. I pulled Joe's body closer to mine until his penis was squashed against my hip, until I could feel his penis as it throbbed against my body. At that moment he could so easily have just mounted me once more as I lay there - but Joe was replete now...at least for the present even if his cock was still responding.

He seemed to know what I was thinking.

"No - no more for a while," he said, "I'd hate to wear out your lovely tight ass!"

Nothing to do with wearing out his cock, of course!

But I appreciated his concern because although I felt ok, I knew that in the morning my asshole would be tender if not actually sore - and anyway, I needed some sleep...I felt shattered.

It had already been agreed that I'd be staying the night and once we'd cleaned up and showered and had a last drink, Joe showed me to the spare room and let me settle down. But before I got into bed, there was one last act for the evening. Joe disappeared then reappeared a few minutes later with a diaphanous nightie, the silky material so soft and so slick and so pretty, to be honest. I slid into it and Joe helped me step into a matching pair of knickers, finishing with a quick kiss on my cock before standing up.

"Specially for you," he said as he eyed me up and down, "I just knew it would fit you perfectly."

I let out a little chuckle, almost a girlish one as he spoke, which somehow seemed entirely appropriate, then did an apology for a curtsey.

"Thank you, kind sir," I simpered, "You're so thoughtful."

Then I leaned forward, kissed Joe quickly and clambered into bed. Joe bent over me as he tucked me in, then kissed my brow and left me - and I think I was asleep in moments...contented, warm, fulfilled and well fucked.

Some hours later I awoke, briefly wondering where I was before the memories of the evening returned. Gently I flexed my asshole in and out, discovering a few slight twinges but otherwise all the signs of a good recovery. I smiled to myself, thinking that it was just as well, because I felt certain that Joe would want to make use of me as soon as he could! I was at his place for one good reason only...

I soon found the bathroom and what was obviously a spare toothbrush, then I took my night attire off and settled under the shower once again.

But I'd no sooner turned the water on when I heard the door open and the next moment Joe was there beside me, kissing me and squeezing me as he enjoyed his morning ablutions as well. Of course I responded but Joe's response was considerably more noticeable - immediately his very stiff penis was brushing and pushing against me and I instantly realised that he'd found me in the best possible place, because soaped and wet, I was perfectly ready to receive his cock.

And it was only moments before Joe was behind me, his energetic penis thrusting between my legs, his hands up and holding my little breasts. Automatically I pushed my ass back at him, positively encouraging him to enjoy me. And truthfully I wanted him inside me. I wanted to feel filled again; I wanted to feel his penis driving into my body; I wanted to feel his cock pulsating and pumping in my ass.

"Come on Joe, I'm so ready," I moaned as Joe let his penis slide against my balls and as I thrust my ass at him, "Fuck me, come on, fuck me please."

"Mmmmm yeahhhh," moaned Joe as he pulled his cock from between my legs, "I woke up so hard this morning - I don't think it ever went down after last night. I need you so much."

Joe's hand was now over my abdomen as he held me steady; then he found his target. Immediately there was pressure as his cock tried to enter me and then, as I pushed outwards, a lovely stretching sensation overcame me.

"Ooooohhh yessss Joe," my quivery voice moaned, "Get it in me, please!"

"Uuuuhhhh!" Joe grunted and as he did so his penis slid so effortlessly through my sphincter ring and deep into me in one move.

"Oooooofff!" I gasped, "That was quick!"

"So slippery," said Joe, his thighs now pressing against my buttocks, his penis entirely embedded in me, "You're perfect!"

The soapy suds and my efforts at opening my hole had allowed Joe's eager cock to slide into me and I felt myself stiffening too as the sexiness of the occasion sank in. And Joe's hand soon found my hardness and grabbed me, his fist firm around my cock and then he began to fuck me, his strokes steady and long and delicious.

Now I was becoming used to his cock in my hole the pleasure was so much greater. No longer was I worried about whether or not it would hurt or that he might damage me - now all I needed to do was to concentrate on enjoying his penis in a way no other man had ever done. Now all I wanted to do was to please him and to make him fill me with his cum.

It was pretty obvious that once again, Joe wasn't going to last long. He'd already implied that he'd been aroused all night and even now, after only a few minutes of fucking, he was giving signs of his impending orgasm. The very way his thrusts were so strong; the way his hands pulled at my hips; the way he was breathing told me how close to orgasm he was but I didn't care how quickly he came - what I wanted was his cum inside me, as soon and as often as I could!

His strokes were still powerful and long but they were faster now, while Joe's fist worked on my cock at the same pace and I had to brace myself against the shower wall as Joe drove himself onwards and ever closer to his climax.

The water cascading over us, the slippery suds, the very atmosphere all making this a powerfully evocative fuck, one I'd remember in days to come, regardless of whether or not Joe finished inside me.

But that was one thing that was definitely going to happen - I could now tell for certain. Joe was panting fast now and his strokes were jerky and almost erratic but they were still strong and deep and energetic. Before me my stiff cock was bobbing up and down in his hand as his thrusts shook me; as Joe built up towards his climax.

"Ahhhh Brian, getting so close," he groaned, "Gonna fuckin' cum soon - soon...oooh fuck, so soon now."

"Let it go!" I said, eagerly encouraging him, "Do it - fill me, please, please Joe."

Instead of replying Joe was putting all his efforts into fucking me now, really slamming his cock into me, really pounding my ass and it was wonderful! He felt so strong and even dominating, his cock felt as if it was feet long inside me, not just inches and as if it was as thick as a bottle.

And Joe's strokes were almost at an end now - they were interrupted only by the tremors that shook his body, by the sudden jerkings of his overexcited nerves, by the final spasms that heralded his orgasm.

"Ahhhhhh Brian, here it comes!" he gasped, "Cumming, cumming - yeahhhh, cummming!"

I felt the floodgates open as his spunk began filling me, each jet a distinct eruption, every eruption delicious and welcomed by my eager asshole.

"Yeahhhh!" groaned Joe as his last few spasms sent the last of his cum into me, "Ooooh fuck, that was good."

"Mmmmm, lovely way to welcome the day," I said as my ass squeezed and sucked at Joe's cock, "I could get used to that."

"Yeah, so could I," answered Joe, "Best way I can think of to get rid of my morning wood; far better than a quick jerk off."

I chuckled by way of an answer and then, as Joe began to move away, I tightened my hole around his penis to give him a nice tight send-off. But soon he'd slipped out of me, leaving me with trembling legs and a shivering ass - and a deliciously warm pool of spunk up inside me. I wanted to retain it, to feel his wetness all day but I knew it would work its way out by gravity alone, so I pushed down now, suddenly feeling his cum sliding down my legs. Then I brought the shower head down to my ass and washed away his sticky deposits until I felt entirely clean and ready for the day. And then Joe finished cleaning himself too and soon we were drying each other on the mat.

"Hey - you didn't cum - that's twice," said Joe as he smoothed the towel over my erection, "Why not?"

"I think you were too quick for me this time," I answered, "Not to worry though, I can wait - unlike you!"

"I can't help it," said Joe as he splashed talc between his toes, "It's you - it's so fucking good to fuck you. You make me cum so bloody quickly too."

"Love you fucking me," I said as I applied the talc to my own feet, "Feeling you shoot off up there is incredible - when you cum I don't care about my orgasm, I just don't want you to stop, I want you to just keep on cumming and cumming!"

"Fuckin' stop it," moaned Joe, "You'll get me going again!"

Already his penis was rising once more, his insatiable penis that I was starting to love. I grasped it and rubbed him briefly before moving away, simply adoring the deliciously warm and hard flesh.

"Later," I said, somewhat reluctantly, "There's lots of time..."

"Yeah, you're right," said Joe, "Anyway I need some breakfast after that - come on then."

Soon we were dressed and downstairs - and by dressed, I mean that I was once again in my shorts and blouse with my suspenders holding my nylons up so erotically. Somehow we managed something to eat and drink without stopping for some more sex even though Joe's eyes seldom left me. I swear that he could have eaten me for breakfast instead of his cereal!

And then Joe stood up and stretched before turning back to me.

"That's better," he said, "Right - time to go out!"

"Eh?" I said in alarm, "What, like this?"

"Bloody right," he answered, "I want to show you off - I want people to see how good you look."

"I can't," I said, shivering all over inside, "I'll be scared."

"I'll be with you - anyway, I want to get you a nice wig," he continued, "Until your own hair grows a bit longer, that is."

"Oooh shit," I moaned, "Ok - but for fuck's sake, don't leave me."

"I won't," confirmed Joe, "No-one else in going to have you - you're mine, all mine!"

I didn't know what else to say, especially as Joe already had his car keys in his hand and was ushering me towards the door and almost before I knew it I was seated in his car and Joe was backing out of the driveway.

But inside I was shaking with fear, shivering too, with cold sweat erupting, only vaguely calmed as Joe put his hand on my thigh as he drove along.

"You'll be fine," he said, "Keep the steps short and stay with me. People will stare at you but you know why? Because you look so fuckin' sexy, that's why!"

I was still full of butterflies as we parked up but once out of the car and into the shopping mall my confidence began to grow.

Initially I was shocked but then instead of being afraid of their stares I began to love them, feeling the jealousy of the women and the lust of the men as they mentally undressed me. And Joe was good, linking arms with me and soothing me with small movements and words before guiding me into a hairdressing salon.

"My sister's place," he said, "She's great - she knows how I am, so she'll be good with you."

The forthcoming face-to-face meeting was stirring up the butterflies again but as soon as Joe's sister saw him she rushed to him and they embraced warmly, almost ignoring me. Their friendship showed clearly, even as they turned to me.

"Sally, this is Brian," said Joe, "He's my ummm, friend. He needs a hairpiece of some sort - I'll let you decide."

Sally's eyebrows lifted as he spoke, then returned to normal as she turned to me.

She welcomed me quite as if I'd been dressed as Joe was, nonchalantly and without comment about my appearance, although her eyes swept over me, and I felt the butterflies settling down until she pulled us into a booth and closed the curtain.

"That better?" she asked and I nodded and even managed a smile.

She looked me up and down then turned to Joe.

"He looks so exciting!" she said, "Aren't you lucky!"

Joe chuckled and sat down.

"Yeah, Brian's great," he said, "You'd hardly know he's a guy, he even walks right - he's good."

I'd tried to walk with small steps just as Joe had reminded me and to sway my hips and it must have worked. I smiled inside and out now...

Sally came closer and ran her fingers through my hair before standing back. 

"Let's start simple; blonde and short I think," she said before leaving the booth.

A short time later and she was back and was sliding a hairpiece over my hair, combing assorted ends into place. Then she stood back and smiled.

"There you go - first time," she said, "You look fantastic Brian."

She held up a mirror and there before me was someone else; my face had been transformed by Joe's artistry with the makeup and now, with Sally's help, my new hair had taken years off me, turning me into a teenager but definitely a feminine and tarty one!

"Wow!" I said, "Just that bit of extra hair makes all the difference, that's brilliant!"

"Mmmmmm," groaned Joe, "You really look so damn hot now!"

Sally laughed at him.

"Guess you'd better take him back home and see to him then, you horny man," she said and Joe blushed and looked all coy.

"Sort out the money later," she said as she ushered us from her salon, "See you again some time."

And then we were walking through the mall again and this time I held my head up, proudly displaying all my sexy features, my long sleek legs, my tight ass, my small breasts, my pretty face and my new hair. I felt good - I almost wanted some guy to jump on me and fuck me right there and then!




Becoming the New Me Ch. 03



For those of you with a nervous disposition, this isn't ME - this is just me exploring the world of sex; me using my imaginative skills (limited though they may be) to create scenarios even though they're alien to me. I freely admit to having an interested bi side but the idea of becoming a woman certainly isn't me, so please read and enjoy - but don't assume from these stories that I'm turning soft!

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Joe was starting to turn me into a woman now; artificial additions to my body no longer being adequate it seemed. Slowly but steadily I was being transformed - and perhaps just as excitingly, I was being 'shown to the public' - my newly changed personality showing through my fright and initial reluctance. And, after that first outing, I was starting to want more - and lots more of Joe's energetic cock too!

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I awoke after some while, slowly getting my bearings back.

My head felt strangely constricted and my exploring hand found the cause; a hairpiece that I now remembered being fitted.

My hand slid back down my body, sending a sudden shiver through me as my fingers stroked my nice new breasts, pausing for a while to tease my tightening nipples. Another delicious shiver shook me, making me aware of something else.

Something seemed to be inside me down there and I had a feeling of perhaps having had diarrhoea or some other over-energetic anal activity. Carefully I slid my hand down over my buttock until I found the cause; Joe's body behind me and his penis still embedded in my asshole.

I chuckled quietly as it all came flooding back to me and my ass squeezed his penis - a semi-automated response to his intrusion and yet the perfect response too.

In seconds I felt his cock respond, growing inside me, thickening and then jerking and jumping until it was at full mast.

"Mmmmmmm," I moaned softly as I reached behind my hip to touch Joe's body.

I felt him move suddenly, then his breathing changed and his hips began shuddering as he too began to recover from his nap.

His hand came up and met mine, then reached over me until his fingers explored my belly, then slid gently upwards. I found myself holding my breath as I waited for him to start caressing my growing breasts and then moaning quietly as his fingers stretched over my skin. His touch was so soft that it almost felt as if he had silk on his fingers - until he found my nipples. Immediately he squeezed them, one after the other, sending sharp sensations of something akin to pain through me, and yet a delicious pain.

"Yeahhhhhh!" he breathed, his penis now sliding languidly in and out of my ass, "Ooooh Brian, you're so fuckin' hot!"

"You're incredible too," I replied as my ass responded to his movements by pushing back at him, "Bloody insatiable, I know that!"

Joe laughed as his cock moved faster and harder.

"You caused it," he said, his penis driving hard now, "You're like my first girlfriend - when we first made love we just couldn't stop - we were doing it everywhere!"

Joe stopped as he wriggled around behind me, seating his penis deeper into my ass and at a slightly different angle.

"Yeah, all the time we did it," he continued as his penis started pumping into me once more, "And it's just like that with you - I just want more and more!"

"I'm not complaining," I said, feeling the power of his cock, "In fact I love it, but I'm not used to it."

"You'd better," he said, "Cause I can keep going for ages and I can cum time after time!"

"Mmmmmm!" I moaned, my voice almost squeaky from his thrusting, "Ooooooh yeahhhhh!"

Silence returned as Joe worked hard at my ass, his energetic penis thumping into me solidly. The power of his fucking was rendering me speechless, not from pain but from pleasure; from the sheer delight of knowing that my ass was perfection for Joe's powerful penis. On and on he pummelled me, the tempo rising gradually, until, with a final flurry of grunts Joe thrust hard and held the pose for a second or two, his hard penis deeply embedded in my ass.

"Uuuuhhh yeahhh!" he gasped as his penis erupted.

"Oooohhh yesss!" I hissed in return as the fluid delight of his sperm seemed to spread even to my taste buds.

The delicious warmth of his cum seemed to fill my ass and spread throughout my abdomen; seemed to spread all through my body. Sure, it was an illusion but it felt as if he'd pumped gallons of warm juice into me. Instead it was merely a spoonful or two but the effect on us both was very different. The pleasure was so intense that I even discovered that I'd cum, an unconscious action that was another reason why I'd enjoyed it so much.

"Ooh fuck - fuck - that was good," moaned Joe as he gently moved his cock inside me, "Really enjoyed that."

I flexed my asshole around his penis, feeling almost grateful for the size and strength of his instrument that was still inside me.

"Mmmmm yeahhh," Joe moaned again as I squeezed him, "You've got a fuckin' fantastic ass!"

"You're not bad yourself," I replied, "Thanks for my breakfast!"

Joe chuckled, then he patted my hip softly.

"Come on, let me out," he said, wriggling his declining penis around inside me, "Suppose we ought to get up - anyway, I need a wee."

"Guess I do too," I said somewhat reluctantly finding that we needed to move, "What are your plans for the day?"

Briefly no-one spoke as Joe's cock left my ass and as I found myself concentrating on pulling my hole tightly closed in his absence and then as we climbed out of bed and headed to the bathroom. Soon we were taking it in turns to empty our bladders, with me sitting down to wee and to empty my rectum of his liquid offerings.

"What I'd been planning was to show you the clothes my ex left behind and the new ones I'd bought for myself, but things seemed to have changed a bit now," said Joe as he led the way to the bathroom, "because now it seems that you'll be wearing them instead."

He ignored me as he concentrated on setting the shower running, then he pushed me into the shower and joined me.

"Are they nice?" I asked, causing Joe to chuckle wickedly as he ran the sponge over me.

"Nice but naughty!" he said, "Definitely some bits you'll enjoy wearing."

Small-talk was all there was for a while as we showered and cleaned each other, Joe's penis rising once again as he scrubbed my ass but I slapped him away gently when he tried to push it inside me again.

"Later, you bloody ram," I said, "Come on, I want to try those clothes out."

Grumbling light-heartedly Joe stepped out of the shower and I followed him and before long we were considerably drier. I found my new hairpiece on the floor beside the bed, pulled it into place and then stepped into a sweet little pair of panties that Joe brought forth. My ass looked perfect in the mirror and I felt myself glowing pleasurably again as I admired myself.

"Come on, don't worry about that," said Joe, "It'll still be there later on."

"Hang on..." I interrupted, "What's that name, there on the label."

"Oh that," said Joe, "Oh they're from Suzie Q - I bought them on the internet."

"Perfect!" I replied as I tucked the label inside the panties, "That's my new name - Suzie."

Joe laughed but I could see his mind chewing it over until a smile broke on his face.

"Yeah, why not!" he said, waving his erect cock at me, "Hello Suzie - nice to meet you. Say hello to my friend, his name's Cocky!"

"Hello Cocky but push off!" I laughed back at him, "I want some proper breakfast."

Soon we were drinking coffee and getting ourselves up-to-speed with the day, my eagerness to explore Joe's feminine clothes now growing and growing impatiently.

And then we were back upstairs once again, the bed now spread with clothes as I examined them while I stripped back down to my panties.

Joe stood beside me as I undressed, looking me over with a critical eye.

"You're doing fine, aren't you," he stated, "Really nice; you're getting some deliciously feminine curves. Your tits are growing, your waist seems smaller or your hips are wider, one or the other and as for your ass - wow!"

I found myself stretching my body around, pulling in my belly and thrusting my breasts out before winking at Joe. He laughed and his hand came up and slid deliciously over my lower back.

"Dunno which bit I like the most!" he said, "I'm proud of you, I really am."

"Clothes..." I said, reminding him that I was still undressed, "What am I going to wear today?"

"Ummm, let's see - try these - it's a nice little set," he said as he selected items for me, "Something pretty but not too tarty, eh?"

Soon I was clad and paraded to the mirror, where I admired myself. With tanned tights, a leather skirt that came only half way down my thighs and a loose blouse I really looked tempting, to be honest! Underneath I wore a matching set, the bra soft and slightly padded to enhance my growing curves, the panties skimpy but not see-through and just sufficient to contain my cock and balls.

Joe sat me down as he applied lipstick and some blusher to my face, then let me put on my own black mascara and tousle my own hairpiece until I was happy.

And there, looking at me was my alter-ego; a remarkably hot twenty-six year old woman!

I felt myself glowing as I admired myself and a sudden arousal of my cock too.

"No, don't spoil it!" I said "Fuckin' thing!"

"What's up?" asked Joe, "What's the matter?"

"Just my cock - it's woken up - guess I'm too hot for myself!" I replied with a laugh, "Don't worry, it'll go away."

But Joe had other ideas and his hand was soon on my thigh, softly sliding up and down, gradually working its way higher and higher. My cock responded by jerking hard, my hips automatically and unintentionally jerking too, until suddenly Joe's fingers were on my panties and caressing my cock.

"Ahhhh!" I sighed as his touch stirred me even more, "Leave it - it's bad enough already!"

"No way!" he responded, "About time I enjoyed a nice mouthful!"

In moments his hands were sliding my panties and my tights down and I felt my cock spring free, lifting my skirt dramatically. And then Joe's hand was around my cock, pulling it downwards as he got onto his knees and then towards his already open mouth.

"Ahhhhhh!" I cried as his lips closed around my penis, "Ooooh Joe - yesssss!"

"Can't have this thing spoil your outline, can we Suzie?" he said around my cock, "And I can't remember when you last gave me a load."

And then he was at work, his firm lips sliding steadily up and down my shaft, his energetic tongue twisting and turning over and around my knob while I steadied myself above him, my hand on his head to guide his actions. But Joe needed no help; he was good, so damned good. His mouth felt incredible on my cock which, I now realised, had been neglected for so long. But Joe was making amends, energetically working on me, his hand now helping his lips to bring me off.

"Oh, ohhhhhh Joe," I said, my words erratic and shaky, "Ohhh God - you'll make me come!"

"What the fuck do you think I'm trying to do?" replied Joe from down under my skirt, "Don't take all day!"

"I won't - no way - it won't be long," I managed to say as Joe excited me, "Oh fuck - you're so good!"

Already those wicked thrills were making my body shudder, an unconscious reaction that was only going to get worse - or better. My hips kept jerking suddenly and erratically, thrusting my cock at Joe as his tongue raised my temperature.

Ah - ah!" I cried as a particularly strong and impulsive shudder hit me, "Getting close now - getting close!"

"Come on then Suzie, give it to me," said Joe quickly, before clamping his lips around my jerking cock again.

"I'm going to - any minute!" I answered, feeling those impending signs of orgasm building quickly, "Nearly - don't stop, please, please!"

And then it burst upon me, my orgasm almost blew the top off my head - it certainly blew waves of cum from my balls and down Joe's throat! I heard him cough and splutter and then his mouth was back, sucking me, licking my cock and my cum, delighting me as my climax convulsed me.

And then he was out from under my skirt, his face wet and reddened, his tongue collecting spilt cum, his fingers doing the same.

"Tasty!" he exclaimed as he sucked his fingers, "Geeez, you came a lot, didn't you?"

"Long time no cum!" I explained, "Serves you right!"

"Mmmm, I wasn't complaining," said Joe as he helped me pull my underwear up again, "Far from it. Just came as a lovely surprise to get such a big load from you!"

I kissed him and Joe kissed me back, his spunky lips tasty and salty, his tongue even saltier.

"Wow!" I said, "I could get used to that."

"Might take you up on that," said Joe, "Although I'm not sure that a girl named Suzie should be making spunk anyway!"

For a moment or two I considered that statement before I came to a conclusion. I might be becoming a woman but the powerful feeling of pumping cum from my cock remained and just had to be a big part of my life. No way did I want to lose that ability; to be emasculated; to lose my cock to either a surgeon's knife or to chemicals. There were limits as to how far I could go towards becoming feminised and quite honestly my cock felt as if it was missing something; missing the delectable feeling of actively doing the fucking.

No - my cock would stay and what's more, I intended to make use of it too!

But Joe had tidied himself up now and stood looking impatiently at me as I ruminated, until I noticed him waiting for me.

"Oh ooops, sorry," I said as I patted everything smooth, "I was still getting over that lovely blow job."

"Come on Suzie," said Joe, chuckling, "Get yourself organised - we're going out."

"What - again?" I heard myself asking before I could stop my words, "Yeah - why not!"

More confidently this time I moved to the mirror and checked myself out and apart from some smudging of my lipstick I was fine. A quick bit of repair work and I was ready, stepping quickly into some low heel shoes. The heels caused my legs to tilt beautifully and my ass to thrust out again and I found myself posing once more, lost in the moment until Joe came up and slapped my ass.

"Yeah, you're lovely, now come on," he said as he dragged me from the mirror, "I want some lunch."

"I'll do something for you if you like," I offered but Joe already had his car keys in his hand and was pushing me out of the door.

"Eating out," he said simply, "It'll make a change - anyway, I want to show you off."

Compliantly I climbed into the car and soon we were winging our way to the mall again - then Joe was ushering me along, his arm around my waist. From the corner of my eye I saw his sister wave to us as we passed and then we were in the diner and seated near the window. 

"I'll let you order," he said, taking me by surprise, "Just get me some coffee and some pancakes or something and whatever you want."

To my complete surprise I managed - my voice was higher than normal from the shock of speaking publicly but I did it - and the waitress didn't even raise an eyebrow. Well, not that I saw... She left us to ourselves and Joe smiled warmly at me.

"See, you're getting more confident now, aren't you?" he said, his eyes scanning my upper half, "You look quite real now!"

"Feel ok too," I replied, my body less taut than it had been, "And no-one seems to notice."

"Why should they?" he asked, his hand stroking mine, "You're really quite good to look at - definitely tasty!"

"Naughty boy!" I simpered as his fingers played with mine, "You'll get all horny again if you're not careful!"

"Already am!" said Joe, "Just want some lunch then I'm gonna have you again!"

Further conversation was interrupted by the waitress returning but the idea was still in my mind. And what's more I could feel my asshole moving as if pulsating, as if wanting Joe's cock back inside.

"Stop it," I murmured to myself, "Not now!"

But I wasn't to wait long. Joe downed his meal quickly and sat there impatiently watching me finish mine, then quickly pulled me up and out of my seat. He handed some money to the checkout girl and then almost dragged me down the mall, his impatience almost spoiling my day. Every window showed my reflection and I wanted to strut slowly, displaying myself to myself at each window. Fortunately Joe caught on and finally understood - then came and stood by my side as I admired myself, before he patted my ass and chuckled.

"Come on Suzie, lover," he said, "Yeah - you look fuckin' gorgeous, now stop it or I'll have to fuck you right here!"

Bravado, I thought as I stuck first my ass and then my tits out - then found myself being dragged along by Joe.

"You bitch!" he breathed, "You're rotten; you're such a fuckin' tease - you're gonna get it!"

And moments later he pushed me into the toilets - the gentlemen's toilets, almost crashing into a man as he was leaving.

"Hey - that's the ladies," the guy said, but then he was gone and Joe and I were alone.

"Get in there!" said Joe urging me into a cubicle.

Quickly he followed, locking the door behind us, his hands immediately busy at his belt.

"Get 'em down," he husked as his own trousers fell to his knees, "And bend over!"

Simply unable to keep up with his demands and equally unable to resist I pushed my tights and panties down and bent as instructed, my hands supporting me on the toilet paper dispenser.

Immediately I felt the heat of Joe's urgent cock between my cheeks, pressing hard against my body, searching for the hole.

"Open up," said Joe softly and quietly, "Let me in."

I tried - honestly I did but Joe gave me very little time to relax as his frantic penis drove hard against my sphincter muscles.

"Aaaahhh!" I cried, my voice muffled by the back of my hand as his penis sought entry, "Careful Joe..."

I heard Joe spit; then a cessation of pressure, then renewed pressure, but this time it was easier; this time he penetrated me in one swift movement.

"Ahhhhhhh!" I breathed as the shock of his cock's entry pained me deliciously, "Yesssss!"

And then Joe was hard against my buttocks, his penis fully inserted inside me, his hand around my own erection.

"Oooohh fuck," said Joe, his voice trembling, "Gonna fuck you so bloody hard!"

"Yessss, yessss!" I hissed quietly as Joe started to thrust into me, the blunt size of his weapon stretching my anus deliciously, the power of his thrusts making my legs shake.

"Ohh God," groaned Joe, "I don't know how you do it but you get me going so quickly, you make me so horny!"

Already his thrusts were quicker now while his hand worked on my cock at the same tempo, his tight fist squeezing my penis hard and sending thrills and shivers all through me.

"Gonna be quick!" breathed Joe from behind me, "Can't hold it for long!"

"Do it - cum for me," I replied, "Fill me - fuck me!"

Joe was panting as his hips and penis worked hard and fast, his balls slapping against mine as he slammed into me. I could feel the heat he was giving off and the scent of hot fucking rising around us; I could hear the slapping of his flesh against mine and the fast rattling of his breath as he fucked me harder and harder, his penis penetrating deeply into me, deep and powerfully into me with each stroke.

And then he was still for a second, his body frozen as it summonsed up all his energy - and then he was groaning and pumping and drowning my insides and shuddering and thrusting as his sudden orgasm drained his body.

And just as his sperm began filling me so my own cum began to pour from my cock as Joe's hand stripped me too, spraying wetly against the wall and onto the floor, until we both fell silent, drained and exhausted.

"Get some tissues," Joe reminded me and shortly thereafter I had a wad of them held against my body as Joe extracted his penis, quickly clamping them over my hole as he moved away.




Becoming the New Me Ch. 03



"Phew - that was quick!" he said quietly, "God - you don't half get me going - firstly you get me all horny and then you make me come in minutes! You're incredible!"

I smiled at him as I turned my head and Joe leaned forward and kissed my cheek.

"Don't know what it is about you," he said, "But I know I've fallen in love."

"And me," I replied, feeling my anus pulsating slowly as it tightened up once more, "Fallen in love with your cock, that is!"

We both chuckled quietly and then Joe opened the door.

"All clear," he said and together we left the restroom, unseen and unchallenged.

"What now?" I asked, "Home again?"

"Not yet," said Joe, "Come on, I've got a little treat organised for you."

Together we walked the length of the mall and although at first I was worried that I'd surely be showing some signs of having just been fucked, no-one took particular notice of us. Sure, some guys turned their heads but there was no ribald laughter, no crude remarks and nothing untoward - we were a 'normal' couple, it seemed.

And then Joe was guiding me into a den of delights; a beauty parlour wherein he kissed me and bade me farewell and left me in the hands of those incredible ladies.

Immediately I was told that they were aware of my cross-gender situation and that it wasn't a problem and that I was to relax and enjoy everything...and I did relax and I positively purred in their skilled hands for what seemed like hours.

And then, with a final close inspection and admiration in a full-length mirror I was released back into Joe's arms as a woman - 100% a woman, at least on the outside. I glowed with pleasure and with love for my man as he took me from paradise and back into the real world.

But deep down inside me, something was stirring. Because much as the ladies were making me incredibly pretty, they too looked fantastic to me, most of them so entirely fuckable. I'm sure I almost fell in love with one of the girls whose bounteous breasts threatened to escape each time she bent towards me. I definitely fell in love with the girl whose tiny skirt kept revealing her frilly panties - and also with the one whose lips looked as if they'd melt my cock if they surrounded it.

Inside me, the desire to be a man was still there somehow.

Joe led me back to the car, his protective arm around me, shielding me from the guys in the mall who now were captivated by my looks and it was with some relief that he manoeuvred me into the car and closed the door. But now the inner me was churning; my mind confused and yet thrilled. My penis was straining hard in its confines - all the more so when a buxom and very nubile maid passed close to my window. Instantly I felt my hips jerk as the thought of what I might do to such a woman stirred my gonads even more. And then we were off into the traffic and heading back to Joe's place, Joe chattering non-stop, while my mind meandered elsewhere.

Soon we were at his home and Joe was helping me out of the car, gathering up his shopping bags and opening the door - and as he led the way I felt my cock jerk as his tight ass bounced before me. I needed some release soon, I realised...

"Well - what do you reckon?" said Joe once we were indoors, "Did you enjoy that?"

"Absolutely brilliant!" I enthused as I admired myself in the mirror once more, "They were damned good - look at me!"

"I have, I can't help looking at you," said Joe, "You're beautiful - simple beautiful."

Joe pulled me away from the mirror and down the hall to his bedroom where he'd dumped several bags, which he now began to empty.

"I did some shopping while you were busy," he said, "Got you some lovely clothes - some gorgeous stuff - have a look."

And there were some pretty outfits and undies - but dolled up as I was they looked almost dowdy to me right now; hardly fit for me. But something inside me was asking another question - how would they look if Joe was to wear them?

"This'll fit you," I said as I examined a matching top and short skirt, "Try it on for me."

"Yeah ok," said Joe as he began undressing, "Make a change - I haven't dressed up for ages."

Inside a few moments he was down to his undies, the silky panties he'd been wearing the first time we'd met and as he bent to pick up something he'd dropped, they stretched deliciously over his ass, his nice tight, curvy ass. Instantly my penis jerked and jerked, coming erect again in seconds.

"Geeez Joe, you look hot like that!" I said, my hand rubbing over my erection, "Stay there - no don't get up - stay bent over like that."

I stepped up behind him, my free hand immediately smoothing over the stretched material over his stretched ass, my other hand releasing my cock from its confines.

"Oooh fuck, you feel fantastic," I sighed, "Joe - I want to fuck you - will you let me fuck you?"

My hand slid down and under his ass before sliding back up, one finger pushing hard into the divide, feeling the rubbery flesh around his asshole.

"Ahhh - hang on - I was going to do the fucking..." said Joe as he tried to move, but I held him in place firmly.

"No - I need to get off - I need to come," I said as I worked Joe's panties off his ass and pushed them down his legs, "Oh great - you got some lube too!"

On the bed were two tubes of lube and I grabbed one immediately; even before Joe could move and in seconds I had a large blob of the stuff on my fingers. Seconds later and it was being plunged into Joe's ass, my fingers slipping into him with ease despite Joe squirming and complaining.

"Oh God - I've got to fuck you," I groaned as I pressed my erection against his hole, "I've just got to!"

"Nah - nah - no don't - no ahhhhh!" grunted Joe as I drove my cock into his hole, "Oooh fuck - Christ, that bloody well hurt!"

"Getting a bit of my own back!" I said brightly as I began to drive into his ass, my erection as strong and as hard as ever it had been, "My turn to fill you up!"

It was hard to know if Joe was objecting because he stayed where he was now, bent over the bed, his ass seemingly responding to my fucking. I reached around him and found his cock already hard and leaking - I wrapped my fingers around his shaft and began manipulating his flesh, spreading his slippery juices all over his cock before I started to toss him off.

Steadily I worked at his ass, my penis pumping vigorously into him and I even noticed that I was getting up on tip-toes as I thrust harder and harder, such was my eagerness to fuck him.

Soon I was panting with the effort but loving the feeling of his tight asshole around my cock; loving the thrilling spasms that kept my cock hard; loving the increasingly strong feelings of an impending orgasm.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," I intoned, "Oooh Joe - gonna cum - gonna cum!"

"Oh yessss, let it go - fill me, fuck me, do me Brian, do me!" chanted Joe in time with my thrusts, "Come on - let it go!"

'Hey - he called me Brian!' I thought happily...

Letting go wasn't an option now - it was coming whatever I did now. A few more frantic thrusts, my thighs slamming against the back of his, my hand rubbing his cock quickly, my breathing ragged and quick and then it burst - I felt that sudden release as my cum shot through my penis; as my cum flooded inside his ass, as my hot cum bathed my cock. Time and again and again my hips jerked and with each jerk another pulse of cum erupted until there was nothing left.

I slumped over Joe's back, my breathing deep and urgent, my heart pounding, my cock still jerking in its warm comforting cavern until slowly I felt myself recovering.

"Fuckin' hell, I needed that!" I breathed as I levered myself upright, "That felt so good!"

"Damn right it did," said Joe, glancing over his shoulder at me and chuckling, "You don't half know how to use that thing!"

I laughed but his chuckles and my laughs caused my softening penis to slip from his ass, quickly followed by a flood of whitish spunk that slithered quickly down his legs. Heedless of his situation I stripped off my remaining clothes and headed to the bathroom where I gave myself a quick once-over, finding myself feeling surprisingly invigorated and strong.

"That's better," I muttered, "Definitely needed that - could almost do with doing it again!"

I chuckled to myself as I returned to the bedroom where I found Joe still bent over but now with a towel between his legs as he cleaned himself up.

"How much stuff did you put up there?" he asked, "It's everywhere!"

"I think it was all those woman - they got me all wound up or else it's you," I said, "Been feeling horny for ages."

"Damn well empty now, aren't you," he grumbled, "And I'm still full - full of your cum!"

With that he shuffled off to the bathroom, leaving me with a room full of sexy aromas and full of clothes too. In my naked state I let my eyes meander over them, eventually noticing a drawer that was open near the bed with some clothes visible.

Somehow they looked like boxer shorts - and they were - and moments later a pair clad my lower end, a t-shirt of Joe's was around my chest and I was stepping into Joe's trousers. I tore off my wig, shook my hair around and glanced in the mirror, to see to my relief, the real me there.

Sure, my nipples bored holes in the t-shirt and my breasts stretched the material somewhat but the rest of me was back to normal at last. I felt such relief...

"Yeahhhhh!" I exalted, punching the air, "Bloody great!"

I'd hardly had time to absorb the sight before Joe returned from the bathroom, naked except for another pair of silky panties and with a towel wrapped around and over his head.

"You ok?" he asked from under the towel, "Where's my clothes?"

"I'm fine," I said happily, "Here you are - I'll help you; put these on, Joe."

I handed him the top I'd been wearing and helped him to slide it over the towel and down over his upper body, then patted his hips.

"Lift up," I said as I rubbed one leg and Joe stepped into the skirt I'd been wearing.

I pulled it up and fastened it around his waist - it fitted perfectly, as I knew it would.

"There you are," I said, "You'll do."

"Ta, hang on a minute, let me dry off a bit more," said Joe as he scrubbed the towel over his head vigorously, "Ah, that's better."

He unwound the towel and chucked it onto the chair before he looked at me - a double take with his mouth open.

"You're...you're wearing my..." he gasped, "And I've got your clothes on..."

And do you know what? With his short spiky hair and his chiselled face, along with the pretty top and the short and provocative skirt - and together with his long slim legs he looked, well I had to admit it - even better than I'd looked!

"Wow!" I breathed quietly, "Don't you look fuckin' hot!!"

"Yeah but I've got your top on - and your skirt - and oooooh, they're nice," said Joe as he did a quick pirouette, "I feel quite different now."

And so did I. All of a sudden I seemed to have rediscovered my masculine assertion; my penis suddenly jerking with excited and renewed energy as I admired my desirable friend. Suddenly I was rock hard again; my hips even minutely jerking as wild feelings pulsed through my cock.

"Joe, Joe, get on the bed," I demanded, as I began to undo my trousers, "Get those knickers off!"

"Why - what - whaa - again?" spluttered Joe, "What're you up to?"

"Gonna fuck you, that's what," I said as I stepped out of my trousers, "Gonna fuckin screw you so hard!"

Joe was dithering somewhat but with one quick push he was flat out on the bed and I was between his legs, pushing them apart.

"Get those knickers off," I instructed, "Bloody well hurry up!"

I was almost desperate for his ass; I was panting with lust; frantic with need to plant my cock inside him once more...

My cock was a bar of steel, jutting out, pointing upwards, dribbling slightly and glowing energetically as I waited but Joe was still dithering.

"Ahhh, come on," I said firmly and with that I reached out, grasped a handful of his panties and pulled.

"Owwww!" yelled Joe, as his panties shredded, "You got my pubes!"

"Should have got a move on then," I said as I pulled the remnants of the panties aside, "Come on - I'm coming in!"

With a quick shuffle up the bed I was in place, Joe's buttocks resting on my knees, his legs wide spread, my cock at the ready. Quickly I pointed my penis at his ass; in moments I found his hole and pushed and pushed.

"Aaaaahhhh!" yelled Joe, "Fuckin' careful - that fuckin' hurt!"

"Sorry," I said, not sorry at all, "Thought you kept your asshole lubed."

"I showered, didn't I?" said Joe, a little aggrieved.

Christ - he was bloody tight, but little by little I was sliding inside. I paused briefly as I spat on my fingers and then spread the saliva around my cock and it definitely helped a bit because the remaining three or four inches of my cock disappeared inside his ass.

"Ooooh yeahhhh," I moaned as his tight asshole pulsated around my cock, "Fucking lovely."

Gently now I slid my cock almost all the way out and then pushed back in again, my saliva now helping considerably. I rocked back and forward, gently penetrating into Joe's body, lifting his buttocks up with my hands as I did so. It felt so good to have my cock working in his ass - so good to be a man again.

"Ooooooh yeahhhh," I moaned again as the tight flesh squeezed my cock rhythmically, "God, I won't last long at this rate."

"Oooh Brian, I don't care," moaned Joe, his hips now working as if to help me, "Come when you're ready but take your time if you can."

"I'll do my best," I said as I settled into a nice routine, a steady menu of deep thrusts that had his sphincter muscles sliding right up and down the length of my shaft, "Oh God, I needed this!"

"Yeah, and me," said Joe, "Oh Brian, you're fucking good, so fuckin' good!"

Before me Joe's penis was now as stiff as mine and with each of my thrusts a small dribble of precum drooled from his tip. I reached down and held him, feeling the heat of his penis, caressing its stiffness, spreading his slippery juices all over him, loving the eagerness of his penis.

I began to toss him off, my fist working in time with my own thrusts and Joe responded by thrusting his cock up at me, his whole body now trembling with excitement.

"Fuck - Brian, stop it - you'll make me come," he moaned, "Can you come too?"

Joe understood me perfectly, he could see the pressure building up in me, the need to explode again; heck, he could probably feel how urgent was my need to climax, just from the way my cock was fucking him.

"Yeah, yeah, soon," I panted as I increased the tempo, "Definitely won't be long now..."

Harder and faster I fucked him, my thighs slamming against his buttocks; my arms straining as I held his body tight, my breathing spasmodic and shallow.

"Oh fuck - its coming!" I cried, "Here it comes!"

"Keep going Brian, rub me, rub me faster!" cried Joe and at that moment he erupted - a real fountain of cum that sprayed above him and splattered down over his chest.

Another spray splattered the pillow where he lay; a third coated his abdomen and my hand -and with that final eruption I felt myself let go.

"Cummming!" I groaned, "Uuuuhhhh, uuuuuggg! Oh fuck, oh fuck!"

My penis was jerking wildly inside Joe's ass, coating his rectum with my hot seed; spraying cum all through his ass; bathing my penis in my own emissions.

"Oooh fuck, fuck, fuck!" I intoned as each pulse of cum made me shake, made me jerk forward to drive my cock into his bowels, "Oh wowwwww!"

I'd finished; I was empty once more; I was replete and I was happy.

I felt the starch ebbing from my cock and felt my balls relaxing and slowly I let Joe's buttocks press down onto my thighs while I knelt there, breathing heavily and sweating profusely.

And inside me I felt wonderful; so full of life that I knew that, given the right encouragement, I'd be able to do that all over again!

But the encouragement wasn't about to come from Joe. He'd slumped to the bed, his arms at his sides, his penis slack, his chest and abdomen coated with splashes of cum - but he was smiling broadly.

"You did it!" he said gently, "You fucked me properly - twice! Brian, you were so good, so manly!"

"Nah - not really manly," I answered, laughing, "How can you say that when these are swaying on my chest as we fucked?"

I shook my tits at him, my pointed nipples sliding across the material of the t-shirt.

"You didn't fuck me with those," he replied, "It was your cock - it was so bloody hard and felt so big - oh God Brian, I loved it!"

"Hey - I thought it was me who was becoming a woman?" I asked, "Not you."

"Looks as if we got things wrong," Joe answered, "I loved the way you fucked me - you can do that any day...please!"

I felt myself smiling enormously at his words, realising that things had changed.

Joe seemed to be becoming the receiver, the woman, while I seemed to be regaining some of my masculinity.

But there was something wrong still - my breasts - they didn't belong on me. Or did they?

Because as I spoke I let my hands come up and cup my breasts, my fingers teasing my own nipples -and with each twist of my fingers another spasm of sexual excitement shot through my body before arriving at my cock.

"Ooooh!" I shuddered as another thrill shook me, "Oooh yeahhhhh!"

And down there, my cock was stiffening yet again - I could feel it filling out and jerking as fresh blood filled the tissue, as fresh energy seemed to heat my loins.

"Oooh Brian - you're all hard again," groaned Joe, "You're not going to do it again, surely not?"

Joe's hips were already in action, rolling against my penis as it began to fill his ass once more, his hole squeezing my cock eagerly.

"Got to Joe, just got to," I moaned as I continued to twist my nipples and as my cock continued to expand, "Is it ok?"

"Yeah - yeah - fuck me again, please, please!" groaned Joe, "Oh fuck, I love it!"

With steady thrusts I began pump into Joe's body, my newly stiff and well-filled cock full of life again already; my mind full of desire for his ass, my pelvic muscles already strong and eager once more. I just wanted more and more of his ass; and to enjoy the delights of cumming and cumming!

No longer did I desire to become a woman and what's more, now that I had breasts, all complete with their easily aroused nipples I'd never be short of some stimulating excitement.

I'd found the new me - as a tranny I guessed, but a dominant one so far as Joe was concerned.

But as I pumped and pumped my cock into his ass I found myself thinking that perhaps it would be nice to be on the receiving end occasionally!

Perhaps the new me had two sides...