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The Law of Attraction

By: hottchic



This story is a transsexual fantasy.

It is the story of a woman who was born in a man's body, even though, for many years, she did not recognize this, and a mystical transformation that allowed her to become her true self.

This story is for all those people who have ever felt they were cheated by fate, in terms of their gender, and daydreamed of waking up having all the attributes of their desired orientation... 

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"Imagine starting to believe in yourself and your infinite possibilities. Imagine believing you deserve everything you want out of life. Imagine getting everything you want out of life.

Once you apply the 'Law of Attraction' everything is possible."

I guess my situation would have been thought by most as very bizarre.

My name is, or should I say was, James, and there I was, a 30 year old guy, who was a virgin, sharing a New York, rent controlled apartment, with a 25 year old lesbian, Ashley, and she was a hot looking lesbian at that.

Let me explain, although I considered myself to be a straight guy, I found women just as attractive as the next guy, I just seemed to find it impossible to relate to a woman as a guy is supposed to. Apart from being just below average height, 5'9", and having a low level of muscle development, not much body hair, and a relatively high pitched voice for a guy, I had always been very shy around women.

I was shy, because I just didn't know what to say around them that might get them to show some interest in me as a guy, and whenever I had made an attempt on the occasional date I had been on, I had invariably ended up embarrassing myself.

Most women simply ignored me after the first date, and a few who were at least honest with me, complained that the main problem I had was that I did not have the strong decisive image and strong gestures that a man was supposed to have. Some even said, more cuttingly, that my gestures were even effeminate.

You could say by the time I moved into an apartment with Ashley, I had just about given up on women, and resigned to living my life as a single guy, with no sex life.

Believe it or not I was the perfect person to share an apartment with Ashley, because Ashley's history was one of a string of disastrous relationships with women who were just no good for her.

The only woman who was constant in her life, was her bisexual friend Jackie, who you could say acted as a rebound partner for Ashley, following getting her heart broken in yet another failed relationship.

The problem was that although Jackie liked to have fun with women from time to time, especially with Ashley, the love of Jackie's life was her long term boyfriend Jeff. 

Jeff was a great guy and also loved Jackie very much and lately there had been a lot of talk of Jackie and Jeff getting married. Often I wished that I could be more like Jeff, I looked up to him a lot. Somehow he managed to pull off being both manly and sensitive at the same time.

Anyway where was I? Oh yes, I was the best person to share an apartment with Ashley, because she considered me to be completely non threatening, and the fact that I was not a woman meant that there was no possibility of sexual tension and the prospect of another failed relationship.

It's sad to say this but I think that one of the reasons that Ashley liked sharing an apartment with me was that the fact that I had resigned myself to being alone and not getting any sex, made Ashley, in comparison feel less depressed about her own situation.

The fact that there was no tension of any sort between Ashley and myself, and the fact that we both had a relatively laid back attitude to life (apart from in the area of intimate relationships), meant that we got on really well together.

Unlike most guys, I wasn't into sports, or drinking beers, or spending a lot of time hanging out with other guys. I also liked many activities that women like, like: going to the mall, devising new recipes, fashion, particularly women's fashion, reading romantic novels, and chick flicks.

Many a time, after splitting up with her latest lover, Ashley would rent a movie like, 'When Harry met Sally', or 'Sleepless in Seattle', or 'You've got mail', and we would watch it together, passing a box of Kleenex between us.

Ashley and I could chat to each other about anything and we had a very similar sense of humor, and often she would use me as a shoulder to cry on, cheering her up a bit with a few humorous remarks about her latest ex.

Our life was a tough one, we always seemed to struggle to pay the rent but somehow we always got by.

Ashley was an aspiring actress, who occasionally played minor parts on Broadway and made her income up by waitressing. I was a struggling artist who occasionally sold one of my works and I made my income up by working at Starbucks.

Apart from our sexual frustrations, and the lack on both our parts of an intimate relationship, you could say that Ashley and I were quite happy, and we were happy spending time together, and while there was no intimate or sexual contact, we did give each other a lot of hugs and stuff.

I said that there was nothing that Ashley and I couldn't talk about. Well there was one thing about myself that I had never told her about, in fact I had never told anybody about it, and that was that I was a cross dresser.

As I often did, as Ashley went on shift as a waitress I went to my room and got out my secret stash of clothes. For a moment I felt a tinge of guilt, thinking that I should be working on my art, but it didn't last for long. To be honest I had not been feeling very inspired lately, so sitting in front of a blank canvas would just have frustrated and depressed me. In fact if I had been feeling inspired to paint, then that is exactly what I would be doing, partly I dressed to make myself feel better and take my mind off my frustrations.

My cross dressing did not generate much in the way of guilt, rather, it was feelings of shame that were aroused. This was unnatural, who was I kidding, a guy trying to make myself look like a woman? What would people think if they knew? That I was an abomination, or perhaps they would just laugh at me because knowing what I did allowed them to think that there was at least somebody who was lower on the rung of life than they were.

Even while I had these thoughts though, even while I was ashamed, I could still not help feeling aroused by the idea of being in those silken panties, that frilly bra, the short strapless dress puffed out by layers of tulle, and the strappy shoes with 4 inch heels.

As I walked up and down my bedroom, looking at myself in the mirror, I could not help but become aroused. I could feel the strength of my erection as I repeatedly brushed my hands down the puffed out skirt of my short prom dress, delighting in the feel, both the texture of the dress on my hands and the feel of the material against my rock hard dick under the dress.

Eventually I could bare it no longer, and I threw myself on the bed, lifting the skirt of my dress and releasing my dick from my panties, and vigorously jerking myself off until I came spurting cum over my skin.

Then reality kicked in again and grabbing a tissue from the box to wipe off the mess I had made of myself, I looked in the mirror at the same depressing sight. Despite my shapely legs, my small feet, my under developed arms (for a man anyway), and my thin wrists, despite my delicate facial features, I still looked like a guy in a dress.

I had considered wearing a wig, but that seemed like faking it, and I didn't see the point in wearing makeup just for a few minutes of self pleasure.

I sometimes imagined letting my hair grow long, I was an artist after all. Many artists had a bohemian look. 

Yet I wasn't an outgoing type like many of my artist friends, and I told myself it was because I had a deep introverted personality, which to some extent was true, but I could still have had long hair. The truth of it was that I was afraid to express myself, afraid what people might think, afraid of rejection.

I had grown up in a very religious household, and learnt from a young age about the natural order of things. I was born a man, so there was never any argument in my mind about being anything else.

Yet as far back as I could remember, I had had dreams where I cross dressed or where I was a girl. It seemed inevitable that I would start cross dressing, sneaking around 'borrowing' my sisters clothes. 

After leaving home as a disappointment to my father, he wanted me to be a preacher. I had disassociated myself from the religion of my family. It was not so much that I did not believe in God, but rather that I believed that God would want nothing to do with me, principally because of my addiction to cross dressing as I saw it.

You see I had finally come to a position where I would tolerate my cross dressing, because I could not stop it. Oh I had tried to stop it hard enough, I had certainly tried, throwing out my stash of clothes several times, and yet the 'compulsion' as I saw it, had me firmly in its grip, but that did not mean that I had to accept it.

In the end the only thing I could do was to justify my behavior, by reminding myself that at least I was not harming anybody. The problem was that I used fantasies when I crossed dressed and jacked off and I had 3 fantasies that I used:

1.A lesbian fantasy where I would imagine that I had a pussy, and was doing 69 with a woman

2.A fantasy where I was myself but dressed and a woman pushed me on the bed, lifted my skirt, pushed my dick into her pussy and rode me while looking down on me wearing a dress

3.A fantasy where I was a woman with a pussy and a guy was fucking me doggy style

The real problem was that lately I had been imagining real people in my fantasies. In the first 2 fantasies I imagined the woman was Ashley, and in the third fantasy I imagined the guy was Jeff. 

Finally I started becoming a little more courageous and letting my hair grow out a bit, and now it was about shoulder length. I had started tying it in a pony tail like some people I had seen connected with the arts, and as I expected some guys teased me about it. On the other hand many people would explain it away, pointing out that I was, after all an artist.

One thing that I liked a lot was that Ashley liked my hair, saying that it made me look very bohemian, which was a good look for an artist.

Then, one day, came that fateful night, and little did I know that my life would never be the same again.

It all started with Ashley getting ready to go on a date. She really wanted to make an impression and had dolled herself up in a pretty, sundress. I loved how she looked in the dress, it really turned me on to be honest, and I told her so.

"You're always so sweet James," Ashley said, "you would make somebody a great girlfriend, I mean boyfriend."

"Why did you say girlfriend first," I said, a little embarrassed.

Ashley said, "Oh, nothing really, it's just that guys don't talk the way you do as a rule, talking to you is more like talking to a woman."

As soon as Ashley left, I went up and ran myself a bath with sweet smelling lavender and herbal oils and as I bathed I completely shaved my arms, legs and my chest, not that I had much body hair to start with. Particularly I paid attention to under my arms because I had started to hate the idea of hair under my arms.

Once I had bathed and my skin was clean shaven, I went to my room and got out my secret stash of clothes. The panties slid luxuriously up my clean shaven legs and I hooked up my bra from behind, I was becoming quite good at putting a bra on myself. I then put on a white semitransparent blouse and a black, super short, mini skirt. The look was topped off with a pair of shiny black pumps with 4 inch heels.

As always I followed my usual routine of walking up and down looking at myself in the mirror, before finally throwing myself on the bed and jacking myself to one of my favorite fantasies. This time I was a lesbian in a 69 position with another woman, and this case I could not help Ashley's face from coming into my mind.

As I came panting exhaustedly on the bed, I had a twinge of guilt as I realized that I had just brought myself to orgasm thinking about Ashley.

At that moment I heard somebody entering the house, it must be Ashley, but she had told me not to expect her back before 1:00 AM.

"Shit," I thought to myself, quickly wiping the mess off me and then removing my blouse, skirt, bra and panties. I quickly threw on a T-shirt and a pair of Bermuda shorts hid my stash of clothes and went out to meet Ashley.

Ashley had been crying, there were tears streaming down her face.

Without saying anything I went up to her arms outstretched and embraced her in a hug. It seemed like we stood there for ages, she just didn't want to move.

Eventually, I asked the inevitable question. "What happened?"

Slumping down on the sofa Ashley told me that her new friend Gillian, who she had fixed the date with had stood her up, dumping her with a text message which said she had decided to get back together with her ex, this after leaving Ashley waiting an hour in the restaurant.

As I had done before on these occasions, I lay back on the sofa inviting Ashley to snuggle in my arms. This seemed to comfort Ashley a lot, and eventually I said, "You must be hungry, let me make you something."

It was late, so I just made us both an omelet which we both started to eat with relish. Ashley opened a bottle of red wine to drink with the omelet saying, "I still want my evening date, and who better to have it with than my loyal girlfriend 'Jamie'."

There it was again, she was calling me a girlfriend again, and this time she had called me Jamie, "What the hell was going on I thought to myself."

As we ate Ashley said, "Why are none of the women I seem to hook up with more like you? You would make the perfect girlfriend, so understanding and caring, so emotionally supportive, it's just not fair that you're a guy, it seems like a cruel twist of fate."

Soon we had almost consumed a second bottle of wine, Ashley consuming rather more than myself, and she pushed me back on to the sofa, a little aggressively even, snuggling up to me as she had before.

After a little while like that, Ashley suddenly said, "Ooooh... you smell so nice, like a woman, I think you must have been bathing in my lavender scented bath oils." Then she continued, "And your arms feel so smooth and feminine, they feel so great around me.

I suddenly remembered how I had bathed in Ashley's lavender scented bath oils, and shaved my body, thinking of course that I would be alone all evening, how the fuck was I going to explain my sweet smelling smooth skin. Right now Ashley was a little drunk, but tomorrow I anticipated many questions from her.

As if reading my mind Ashley's hands moved to my legs, running her fingers over my now super smooth legs. "Oooooh, your legs are sooo smooth also, actually your legs look great, too good to be on a guy."

I was thinking to myself, "Why the fuck did I just throw on a T-shirt and Bermudas, allowing her to notice my smooth arms and legs, rather than a track suit, what a complete idiot I am.

Then just when I thought I couldn't be embarrassed further, Ashley started removing the band securing my ponytail and shaking my hair loose. "You know, you really do have some potential Jamie." She said. "Wait one minute."

Ashley left and was back quickly with a hair brush and her makeup kit. 

"What the fuck," I said, but then Ashley started to cry.

"Please humor me," Ashley said, "I have just been dumped in a horrible way, please let me do this, it will really help cheer me up."

I had never been able to refuse Ashley when she pleaded with me like this, I guess somewhere in my subconscious I knew that I had fallen hard for Ashley since the first moment we met even though it would have to be forever an unrequited love, the truth was that I would do anything for her.

So Ashley started to do my face up applying makeup around the eyes, mascara, blusher and a pale pink lipstick.

"WOW," said Ashley, admiring her handy work, you look really cute.

"Come with me," she said virtually dragging me into her bedroom.

When she had pulled me into her room, she said, "I want you to wear this." And she pulled out of her wardrobe the prom dress she had worn to her prom and lovingly kept.

Part of me seemed to leap for joy, when I saw that she wanted me to wear the dress that I had envied her having for so long. The dress was beautiful, it was white and strapless with an incredible full skirt that only came down to mid thigh, designed to really show off the legs.

I protested of course, saying that I was a guy and I couldn't wear a dress, especially a beautiful one like this, but it was all to no avail, it was as if she knew that part of me really wanted to do this. When Ashley knew she had me she got out a matching white lace panty and bra set telling, really it was more like ordering me to remove my clothes and put on this very pretty underwear.

Being a little drunk myself I was operating in semi automatic mode and Ashley saw me expertly fastening the back of the strapless bra and said, "Looks like you've had practice Jamie, or maybe it's just because you were meant to be a woman."

Ashley then pushed some panties into the cups of the bra to fill me out a bit and finally slid the dress up my body, snugly encasing my body in the beautiful dress as she pulled up the back zip. As I experienced the wonderful feeling of being encased inside this wondrous dress with it's incredible full skirt, and with Ashley looking on, I was harder than I had ever been in my life, leaking a bit of precum into the panties.

Then Ashley pulled me in front of the mirror saying, "Now Jaime, look at yourself."

The sight I was met with looking back at me from the mirror literally took my breath away. This was no guy, instead I was looking at a beautiful woman. If I had not known it was me, I would have fancied her.

Uncharacteristically Ashley then pushed me onto the bed and started kissing me hard, pushing her tongue deep into my mouth. "You know," said Ashley, "you look so much better like this, oh fuck I wish you were a real girl."

After much more kissing, Ashley taking a dominant role, we finally fell asleep.

The following morning Ashley apologized for her behavior, the way she thrust herself upon me, saying it must have been the drink. She made it clear that what she wanted was a woman, and that while we had become very close in many ways we could never be sexually compatible because of my gender.

For the next two weeks Ashley tiptoed around each other, it was like you could cut the atmosphere with a knife. At one point I asked her if she wanted me to move out.

"Nooo, please no," Ashley said. "We click so well together, who would I talk to the next time I have a failed relationship," she commented light heartedly.

A week later when we were eating together Ashley suddenly said, "You know Jamie," she called me that all the time now, "I accidently discovered your secret stash of clothes before that night when I dressed you, I knew you had this desire. There is no reason for you to go sneaking around and only dressing when I am out."

I was shocked that she had known this but also relieved, it was like a great burden was lifted from me that I didn't need to sneak around.

Ashley continued, "I was thinking I could help you to look more feminine, you looked so pretty when I made you up that night."

And so it started that quite regularly Ashley would help me look very feminine, teaching me about makeup, hair styling, and doing my nails, but also teaching me about other things like how to develop more feminine movements and gestures. She even found some videos on you tube instructing me how to develop a female voice. 


The Law of Attraction Ch. 02



This story is a transsexual fantasy.



What if it were possible for a hypnotic therapy, in this case we'll call it deblock therapy to allow the mind to become truly self actualizing and coherent and in so doing unleash the full force of what is called the law of attraction allowing the mind to co-create what it most desires?

Where might that lead?

In this story one such possibility is explored.........

"Imagine starting to believe in yourself and your infinite possibilities. Imagine believing you deserve everything you want out of life. Imagine getting everything you want out of life.

Once you apply the 'Law of Attraction' everything is possible."

My name is, or should I say was, James (now Jamie), and there I was, a 30 year old guy, who was a virgin, sharing a New York, rent controlled apartment with a 25 year old lesbian, Ashley, and she was a hot looking lesbian at that.

Ashley, although a lesbian had started to help me explore my feminine side, and it was becoming clearer to me with each passing day that Ashley was starting to fall in love with me as a woman.

I had mixed feelings about this because although from the moment I laid eyes on Ashley I fell for her, I felt that in the end our relationship could only ever be a disappointment to Ashley as I was not a biological woman.

Then in a surprise gesture Ashley had paid for a very expensive therapy for me called deblock therapy, and this therapy was supposed to help me realize my true potential, and indeed my art had suddenly become much more inspired, and soon an exhibition of my work would be shown pushing me onto the international stage.

Strangely, physical changes had started occurring to my body giving me a much more feminine appearance, and Ashley had recently capitalized on this getting me a job working as a waitress with her as a female.

Now as I was working as a waitress, spending time in the apartment with Ashley and preferred to paint in feminine attire I was actually spending more time in female form than male.

But it was in male attire that I went to a doctor's appointment that morning, particularly conscious of my rapidly growing breasts under my shirt.

As soon as I was led into the office, I exposed my breasts to the doctor, who I had known for a long time.

"Look at these Bill," I said, "they have been growing a few weeks now."

"Hmmm.... They are quite beautiful aren't they?" Bill commented, "Can I touch, just professional curiosity of course."

As Bill felt my left breast, my nipple hardened automatically. "Well I see they are fully functional," he said.

"Ok, let me take some blood tests and urine tests, and I will get back to you," Bill said.

For the next few minutes I provided blood and urine samples to the nurse, and left.

That evening, as usual while Jeff was away we were joined by Ashley's bisexual friend Jackie. Jackie loved to get eaten out by Ashley and myself, and showed her appreciation by returning the favor to Ashley and giving me a blow job.

So there I was flat on my back, being taken to heaven by the magic of Jackie's expert mouth on my dick while I took long loving tastes of Ashley's pussy with my long tongue. Ashley was writhing about on top of me and her pussy was very wet filling my nose and mouth with the smell and taste of sex.

Somehow Jackie was able to keep me on the edge of orgasm for prolonged periods without me actually coming whilst Ashley was coming in waves of orgasms one after another.

Finally I came strongly in Jackie's mouth and she somehow managed to swallow it all, after which I lovingly ate Jackie's pussy, bringing her to orgasm.

As we all lay exhausted on the bed, Ashley said, "That was incredible I just came nine times."

"Hmmmm....", Jackie said, "Jamie is certainly very talented with her tongue, I think we should reward her."

At this Jackie and Ashley each took one of my tits in their mouths and started to suckle them.

As Jackie was suckling my left nipple, she stopped for a moment and said, "Jamie's breasts are almost the size of a young woman's now, and they look incredible."

"Yes they do," replied Ashley, "I am very pleased with them."

"Look at how her nipples are so hard," Ashley continued, "her tits are very sensitive."

"You know what I would like to see?" Jackie asked.

"What?" Ashley and I asked in unison.

"I would like Jeff to cum all over Jamie's beautiful tits, so I could lick it off them."

"Euww," said Ashley, "that's gross."

"I know it's not your thing," said Jackie, "but could you let Jeff and I have Jamie some time to indulge my fantasies."

"Of course," said Ashley, "we're all friends here."

I couldn't understand why Jackie was asking Ashley for permission to use my body, but for some reason I liked the idea.

The following day I had a meeting with my artistic agent Annabel, about the upcoming exhibition of my art, which if successful would be shown nationally. 

I arrived to see a very masculine looking guy leaving Annabel's office as I arrived, the guy looked really pissed to me.

As I entered her office there was a question in my eyes, and Annabel answered my unspoken question saying, "I just broke up with him, he is a jerk, but I am a succor for a muscular physique."

Annabel and I shared history, and was the only woman I had been on a date with that was still in my life. Like some other women I had had a date with, she had pointed out that I was not manly enough for her, even a bit effeminate. However in this case she had said that she understood it was my nature, and did not hold it against me, for that reason we still remained friends.

As I was reflecting on what Annabel had said, she suddenly interrupted my thoughts, saying, "I was thinking that maybe I should try somebody like you."

"What!" I replied, "but you always said I was not manly enough."

"That's the funny part," said Annabel, "you always did look like a pretty boy, but recently you look even more feminine, and that is what I now find attractive. I have always been bi curious, and while I never did more than kiss a girl in high school, I clearly appreciate an attractive female body, but of course I crave cock."

There was something almost predatory about the way Annabel was talking that I found almost intimidating, but I quickly put this idea out of my mind as we planned my exhibition, two months in advance.

I had no vehicle myself so that day and so Ashley came to pick me up. I saw the signs of unmistakable attraction between Ashley and Annabel, and as we left Annabel gave Ashley her number, imploring Ashley to give her a call sooner rather than later.

Jeff returned from his business trip, which unfortunately brought Jackie's nightly visits to an end and I resigned myself to not getting my nightly blow job. A few days later however I was surprised to learn that Jeff (my male role model), wanted Ashley and myself to come over and join Jackie and himself for some fun, as he called it. He also made it clear that he wanted me to come over as Jamie.

My initial reaction was to be angry at Jackie for telling Jeff about my feminine persona, but when I thought about it I realized that in any state of undress, the increasing size of my tits would be immediately obvious. 

Ashley immediately agreed to us joining Jackie and Jeff, saying it was the least we could do for having the pleasure of Jackie's company over the previous two weeks, and as I fondly remembered Jackie's blow jobs, I could hardly disagree. So it was agreed that we meet up with Jackie and Jeff that evening.

That afternoon I got a call from Bill, my doctor, about my preliminary blood and urine tests.

First he assured me that I did not have any critical health problem, and then explained to me that what I had was a hormonal imbalance called 'estrogen dominance' explaining to me that both women and men could produce estrogen. He told me that while the estrogen levels I had in my body were uncommon for men it was certainly not unheard of and that further tests would be done on my samples to try to establish the underlying cause.

"In the meantime what do I do?" I asked.

"Well judging by the way your hardening nipples suggested you were becoming aroused when I touched them," he said, "I would enjoy your beautiful tits while you have them."

That evening Ashley dressed us both in matching short white sundresses, and paid extra attention to my makeup and styling my hair, we also wore matching strappy white shoes with 4" heels.

On arriving at Jackie and Jeff's apartment Jeff was amazed about how I looked. 

"You make a shit hot girl Jamie," he said, "like that you and Ashley look like twins."

After a few drinks we retired to Jeff and Jackie's bedroom where Jackie explained what she wanted to happen. Jeff had a fantasy where he wanted to see two lesbians and a shemale together, explaining that she wanted me to fuck her while I ate out Ashley.

It suddenly dawned on me that I was going to get to fuck Jackie, not just have her give me a blow job, but actually fuck her.

When we were all naked Jackie pushed me on the bed and then took my dick into her glorious mouth, and as she did this, Ashley covered my mouth with her now wet pussy. Looking over to where Jeff was sitting I saw the look of lust in his eye as he was slowly jacking himself watching us together.

Now that I was getting nice and hard, Jackie let my cock out of her mouth and prepared to mount my dick, at this point Ashley was already coming from the insistent flicks of my tongue on her clit and in her love hole.

Now Jackie slowly began to tease the head of my dick by rubbing the lips of her pussy against it, and then she started to ease my dick inside her. At that moment it felt like I was in heaven, my first experience of being inside a hot, wet, pulsating pussy. At that moment I was no longer a virgin.

I had been worried about my performance but I needn't have as it turned out. In that position on my back Jackie was in total control of our fucking and she was expertly riding my cock keeping me at the verge of orgasm without me coming. Also as if I needed turning on any more Ashley's insistent pussy, on my face ensured that I had to concentrate on eating her out and had no time to reflect on any insecurities I might have had about it being my first time.

Now I became aware that Jackie and Ashley were kissing each other passionately, their pert breasts pushed against each other, as their love holes were filled respectively by my dick and tongue. Knowing this only served to make me harder inside Jackie making me even more sensitive to the feel of her wonderful pussy.

After both Jackie and Ashley had come twice, Jeff who had been slowly wanking himself all this time as he watched us cried out, "I'm about to cum," and Jackie dutifully removed my dick from her and went over to the edge of the bed, to finish Jeff off in her mouth.

Then as Ashley continued to ride my face with her pussy, I watched out of the corner of my eye as Jeff came inside Jackie's talented mouth and Jackie swallowed all his cum.

Once Jackie had completely licked Jeff's dick dry, I expected her to return and finish me off the way she had Jeff, but Jackie had other ideas. She got on her hands and knees and wanted me to fuck her doggie style while she ate out Ashley.

Now I became a bit worried about my performance again as this time I would be in charge of the fucking rather than Jackie, but Jackie was very understanding and did all that she could to put me at my ease. Firstly she put her hand behind her taking my rock hard dick and putting it inside her dripping snatch.

Then as I eased inside her wonderful passage I found that Jackie was able to help me with fucking her by rhythmically backing onto my dick. She encouraged me saying, "Just take it nice and slow Jamie, let me set the rhythm," then, "hmmm, that feels delicious."

Once Jackie was satisfied that I was comfortable fucking her, she got to work taking loving tastes of Ashley's pussy, causing Ashley to thrash about. Jeff, despite having been drained of cum only minutes earlier, was already beginning to harden again being so turned on by the sight unfolding before his eyes.

Fucking Jackie was incredible but for some reason I didn't feel in any way manly. I was crying out in my new girly voice and as I reached down to take Jackie's pert tit in my hand, I was well aware of my own developing tits rubbing against her back.

Looking at Jeff as I fucked Jackie, it was clear that he also saw nothing masculine in me as he watched a beautiful girl fucking his girlfriend while his girlfriend ate out her lesbian play mate. Then finally after both Jackie and Ashley had several multiple orgasms, I came hard inside Jackie flopping exhausted onto the bed.

Jackie however was not done with me and lay back on the bed insisting that I clean up my own cum from inside her by sucking her cunt clean and as I did this Ashley rode Jackie's face to another orgasm as Jackie herself writhed about under my tongue.

By this time Jeff was rock hard again from watching us and I was hard again from sucking my own cum out of Jackie's cunt.

Ashley exhausted, now took a break, and now Jackie wanted to be spit roasted by Jeff and myself. Jeff knelt before Jackie's face on the bed and Jackie took his large dick into her mouth again whilst I pushed back inside Jackie's warm pussy again, grabbing her left tit as I fucked her.

As Jackie was getting fucked at both ends, my eyes wandered over to Ashley who was vigorously rubbing her clit as she watched us together. Then after Jackie had had two orgasms, Jeff announced he was ready to cum and Jackie pulled his cock out of her mouth and had me ease out of her and kneel in front of Jeff, then grabbing his big dick in her hand she vigorously wanked him until he came all over my tits.

As the hot cum landed on my pert breasts I heard Ashley crying out as she came over watching the scene in front of her. And after cleaning up Jeff's dick in her mouth Jackie proceeded to lap the cum off my breasts, my nipples hard and standing to attention as she teased them with her tongue.

Then after she had finished cleaning up my tits she Jackie moved down to my still rock hard dick, taking it into her mouth, and as she did this, Jeff hard again from her cleaning his dick and watching Jackie lap his cum off my breasts pushed into Jackie's waiting pussy as she sucked me off.

Now Ashley wanted to get back into the action again and pushed her pussy in my face, offering it up to my tongue. Then as Jeff fucked Jackie, who sucked me off, who ate out Ashley, we all came together in unison.

That night, Ashley and I curled up together exhausted in Jeff and Jackie's spare bedroom.

Ashley whispered, "You know something?"

"What," I replied.

"At first, I was pretty disgusted at the idea of getting cum all over your breasts and Jackie licking it off, I mean I would never want cum on my breasts and certainly would never want to lick it off. However seeing your tits get sprayed with cum and Jackie licking it off you really turned me on, even the way you fuck turns me on, it is so girly."

That night I fell asleep very contentedly, knowing how much I could turn on my beautiful Ashley.

The next morning as we ate omelets together Jeff was full my praises saying what a beautiful woman I made and how sexy I was.

He was saying, "You know, I always thought you were a nice guy, very shy but a nice guy, but as a girl you are one hot chic, so fucking sexy it's amazing, and you certainly made a big hit with Jackie. I mean I am not sure I would like Jackie to fuck another guy but with you it's different, I don't see you as a guy at all anymore.

I mean with your tits, your long hair, your rounded ass, your smooth unblemished skin, even your face and features seemed to have softened and become feminine, when you are naked I see a dick but I still see you as all woman. And don't take this the wrong way but it's a dramatic improvement.

I mean I always thought you were a nice guy like I said, but you didn't really cut it as a man, your whole demeanor was too effeminate, as a girl you are a hot piece of ass though, I think all along that being a woman was your destiny."

Then Jackie came in, "When I got to know you as Jamie I wanted to fuck you, something I have not felt with a guy since I met Jeff, I have sucked some of Jeff's friends off in front of him, and some of my bisexual female friends have sucked him off, so sucking you off was no big deal.

But as for fucking you, I wanted Jeff to be ok with it and have him there. I told him about you and said that you were a shemale, and he could decide if he was ok with it. As soon as I saw the way he looked at you as Jamie, I knew it was ok."

Finally it was time to leave and Ashley and I said our goodbyes and returned to our apartment.

The following day, working my shift as a waitress I could not help thinking about what Jeff and Jackie had said to me. For 30 years as a guy, I had had no luck whatsoever with women and had resigned myself to dying a virgin. 

Now after a few months of opening myself to my feminine side, I got to eat pussy every night had received several blow jobs, and had just had the type of sex that many people only dream about, sometimes life was very hard to understand.

The only thing for certain was that I felt much happier in my own skin, although nowadays it felt very much a female skin. Yet I liked the clothes, the feminine way I walked, my new mannerisms, my gentle female voice. Working as a waitress, I liked my pretty uniform with the short skirt and high heels, displaying my long unblemished legs and getting looks of desire from men and quite a few women.

That night as I returned to our apartment I was feeling really good about myself. Then I discovered that Annabel was there with Ashley. I suddenly thought "oh fuck, she can see me in my waitress uniform," but as Ashley introduced Annabel to me, as Jamie, it was clear that she didn't recognize me.

Ashley continued, "Of course you know Jamie already."

"I do?" Annabel replied.

"Well you see her regularly about her art work," Ashley said in an amused tone.

Now Annabel took a closer look at me and suddenly it clicked.

"James?" she said hesitantly, "Christ, you're beautiful."

Ashley then said, "It's funny, Annabel came here with 2 proposals for me:

1. That I help feminize so you can promote yourself as a female artist

2. That you in your feminized form and I become her lesbian lovers"

"As for the first," Ashley said, "I think that you would agree Annabel that the task has been accomplished?"

"Fuck yes," said Ashley, "she literally takes my breath away."

"As for that second," Ashley continued, "Well Annabel needs a cock and I need pussy, and I am sure you would not say no to getting sucked and fucked Jamie."

Annabel went on to explain how all this had come about, it had all arisen when she began to notice my gradually evolving feminine look and mannerisms and this had got her thinking along two lines.

My art clearly came across as being feminine in nature and it appeared incongruous to have a male painter, and Annabel had come to believe it would be easy to feminize me for public appearances.

Her other thought was to fondly remember her lesbian experiences as a student, and with me feminized she could get both female look and cock at the same time. Seeing the beautiful Ashley arrive to pick me up had clinched the deal, with Annabel thinking she could have both cock and pussy and 2 women, but she had never imagined that I could look so good.

"You haven't seen the best of it yet," Ashley declared, "wait till you see Jamie naked."

Soon we were in Ashley's bedroom, and it was with a sense of great anticipation that Annabel waited for me to strip off my clothes, Ashley and Annabel were already naked.




The Law of Attraction Ch. 02



Ashley intently watched Annabel, as Annabel's gaze was fixed on me watching me remove my bra. As my bra came off, Annabel in amazement said, "Oh fuck, they're real."

Ashley proudly replied, "Yes her tits are 100% girl, nice aren't they?"

"Nice!" Annabel responded, "They're fucking fantastic." 

Ashley responded with an amused giggle, saying, "You want a taste?"

"Fuck yes," replied Annabel, "just let me at em."

For a moment I reflected on the way Ashley automatically assumed that it was in her power to offer my body to other women, and how they automatically accepted that this was the case, I guess it should have pissed me off, but somehow I liked the idea of her taking control.

On being given the invitation, Annabel roughly pushed me on the bed taking my left tit in her mouth and grabbing my dick at the same time.

When she had me nice and hard Annabel asked me to fuck her doggy style and as I did she pulled Ashley's dripping pussy in front of her and started going down on Ashley.

Now Annabel commanded me to grab her tit as I fucked her, telling me that she loved the feeling of my tits with their erect nipples on her back. 

As I enjoyed the sensation of being inside Annabel, and hearing her sounds of joy muffled by Ashley's pussy and the sounds of Ashley's orgasm from being eaten out by Annabel, I couldn't help but reflect on the fact of how much sex I was now getting after being a virgin for so long and the fact that it was all linked to the fact that I was becoming more feminine.

That night I slept very well between the beautiful bodies of my lovers.

Over the next few weeks routine stayed more or less the same. I worked on my art, worked in the evenings as a waitress and spent the nights having steamy sex with Annabel and Ashley, more often we would spend the night in Annabel's apartment which was much larger than ours and had a wonderful view of central park.

The play that Ashley had been rehearsing for was now showing and receiving much critical acclaim and there was talk about doing a second season.

The truth was that I had little opportunity to dress as a male, and had the feeling that I was supposed to be male even though I felt more relaxed when dressed as a female. Looking back on this period I now see that my reasons for feeling like this stemmed back to my strict religious childhood, but at the time it was making me feel a bit ashamed of myself presenting myself as female.

The only time now that I regularly dressed in male attire was when I went jogging or to the gym. In winter, fall and early spring, I could dress in a baggy tracksuit with my hair in a pony tail, my tits did not show. 

Even in the gym I was coming to the conclusion that my facial features just looked too feminine now, and it was almost impossible to remember to continually use my male voice, and I was considering that I might have to start going to the gym in female mode.

One opportunity I had had to dress as male was when I used to go to meet with Annabel about developing my art portfolio, but Annabel had made it very clear that she did not wish to see me in male mode for both professional and personal reasons.

As a result of this lack of opportunity to be in male attire, I started dressing in male clothes, male jeans and sweat shirt, or a male tracksuit, when I was alone at home, not while painting because being in female mode inspired me in my art.

It may sound stupid when I say this, but there I was sitting in my male clothes (in drab), and not feeling very comfortable, yet at the same time feeling I had to somehow retain my male identity.

It was at this point that Ashley walked into the apartment, and on seeing me, suddenly became very angry.

"What the fuck are you doing at home dressed as a guy," she admonished, "you know how I love to see my pretty Jamie dressed; in pretty skirts and dresses, or at least in a pretty top and Capri pants."

"I'm sorry," I said, trying to apologize, "I didn't expect you to get back so soon, so I didn't get ready for you."

Then Ashley started crying, "I just don't see why you feel the need to dress yourself like a guy, when you don't even have the body for it."

"I mean look at this," she said grabbing my tit hard, "guys don't have beautiful tits like this, or this shapely ass," she said, giving my ass a hard squeeze, "and as for your soft pretty face," she continued, "well it's just a joke trying to cover yourself up like you were a guy."

At this Ashley sniggered in a malevolent sounding way, "for Christ's sake, look at yourself in a mirror and get real. Now I am going to fix something for us to eat, and when I am done I expect to see you in more appropriate attire."

As Ashley walked out of the room, I started to cry, well aware that this was a very feminine reaction. I was filled with conflicting emotions. Firstly her words had had a very emasculating effect on me, I also felt angry at her for feeling she could talk to me like that, but then I felt sad for upsetting her, the woman I now realized I loved with all my heart.

I went up to 'our' bedroom (recently I always slept with Ashley in her bedroom, we used the other room as a spare room for visitors now), and I put on a short white strappy sundress with a tiered skirt that showed plenty of leg and put on some strappy white pumps with 3 inch heels. 

I also undid my ponytail and ran a brush through my long luxurious platinum blonde hair. As I had just been crying and was still feeling sad, I decided I better not try to apply makeup, but as I looked in the mirror I realized that Ashley was right, I didn't need makeup to look feminine anymore my face was now naturally 100% female.

As I went down to eat I saw that Ashley had prepared my favorite, a tuna stake accompanied with an expensive white wine. She told me she had come home early because she had swapped her shift as a waitress with somebody so she could come and celebrate, with me the fact that the play she was in had been extended to another season and this time she had been given an advance of $25,000.

"WOW," I said, "I am so pleased for you. And by the way that dress is gorgeous." I was referring to a tight fitting red minidress she was wearing."

"I love that dress you are wearing now," Ashley replied, "it makes you look so girly."

"By the way," Ashley continued, "I was way out of line earlier when I shouted at you like I did, it was just that I was in a mood to celebrate, and you looked like shit. I guess I understand that you still will have some attachment to being male, I just wish you would completely accept your new identity as Jamie, the beautiful hot bombshell that you have become."

On hearing these words I kissed Ashley hard on the mouth pushing my tongue into her mouth as she reciprocated pushing her tongue into mine. I felt so relieved that once again Ashley and I were fully reconciled.

After we had eaten, we called Annabel to tell her the news, and Annabel wanted to celebrate saying it would be her treat (sometimes it was nice having a wealthy patron). She agreed to meet us at an expensive New York night club and we all went by taxi knowing that we were going to have a session. 

All night we drank cocktails and danced either the three of us together or sometimes Annabel would go off with a male suitor (of which there were plenty), but always came back to Ashley and I.

Just before we left Annabel said, "Now I know remember why I stopped dating guys for a while, after being with you girls I have been spoilt but seeing these guys here reminds me that most of them are dickheads."

Ashley heartily agreed to this, but being a little drunk myself I tried to point out that I was a guy also.

Annabel and Ashley looked at me in my short white sundress and strappy white pumps, with my natural tits clearly on display, and they just laughed. 

Annabel also a little drunk, whispered in my ear, "look darling, I love your beautiful cock, but as far as I am concerned you are all girl."   

Coming from a person I had once had a date with in the past, I wondered if I should be offended, but I actually quite liked what she said, and I let it go.

At about 1:00AM we finally left the night club and went back to Annabel's luxurious apartment.

That night the my tongue and cock were well used by the two women, and as I lay back, my dick filling the sexually aggressive Annabel, and my tongue deep inside Ashley while they kissed each other hard above me and rubbed their tits against each other while in the throes of ecstasy, I loved it.

I loved the fact that I could give so much pleasure to these beautiful women, especially Ashley, that I had entered into Ashley's intensely feminine world and been accepted, and that I was beginning to feel like a true woman myself.

The following morning an appointment had been made to visit the local hospital for some tests by my doctor and friend, Bill. Actually meeting Bill at the hospital was the first time I had gone out dressed in male clothes for several days. I had given up trying to pass myself off as male in the gym, and started to go as Jamie.

Bill explained that there had been some anomalies following deeper analysis of my blood and urine samples that called for further tests, which included x-rays, a brain scan, and biopsies of my breasts.

He assured me that no traces of cancer or other diseases had been found and the tests were just for the purposes of clearing up some anomalies about my condition. He admitted that there were some changes occurring in my body that went beyond a hormonal imbalance that as yet were outside his comprehension. The only common thread was that these changes appeared to be making my body more feminine.

Now I was only two weeks away from exhibiting my female inspired art work to the general public, and Annabel was as excited about my upcoming exhibition as I was, explaining that mine was the biggest launching of a new artist she had ever attempted, and she expected it to be very profitable.

She was also very concerned about the PR angle saying that as the beautiful Jamie I would be an instant hit with everybody. She was trying to get me to change my name by deed pole and register myself as female, saying that anyway I would be pretty stupid now to try to pass myself off as male, given how I looked.

In the end I did follow Annabel's advice, principally because I was getting a lot of weird looks from people every time I showed them my driving license. This was much to the delight of Ashley who immediately suggested that Annabel, Ashley and I should go for a slap up meal to celebrate by first day being officially female.

After a delicious Lobster main course, the waiters brought out a cake with a sparkling candle on it after being told it was my birthday, and Ashley and Annabel both cheered wishing me a happy zero'th birthday, and started making jokes that I should be in my birthday suit.

Quickly they took me back to Annabel's apartment where they stripped me naked and Ashley sucked my tits while Annabel gave a birthday blowjob to what she called my oversized clit.

When I complained saying that my 7 inch dick could not be mistaken for a clit, Annabel whispered in my ear saying that it was a beautiful cock and more to the point I knew how to please her with it, but she could never think of it as a male dick because it was on a beautiful woman.

Later after consuming 4 bottles of red wine between us I was blindfolded and made to play guess the tit and guess the pussy as Ashley and Annabel repeatedly pushed their tits and pussy's in my face. Of course I got it right every time but they teased me saying I needed to take a longer taste each time just to be sure, of course I was glad to oblige taking long loving tastes each time.

Finally came the day of the opening of the exhibition of my art work, and in preparation for it I was given a full body massage, with essential oils, exfoliating skin treatment, a deep cleansing facial, manicure, pedicure and my hair was styled by one of the top stylists in New York.

My dress was a little black dress designed by a top designer, which was halter neck, had a very low back and the skirt came down to mid thigh. My shoes were velvet material, and open toed, showing my beautiful black painted toe nails and had 4 inch heels. 

Ashley and Annabel were wearing contrasting, equally tight fitting white dresses with white strappy shoes, also with 4 inch heels.

Prior to the opening, Annabel had been discreetly planting rumors about my private life, saying that I was in an openly lesbian relationship with the up and coming Broadway actress, Ashley Peters, who was the inspiration for my feminine inspired art work. 

Annabel had hired a black stretch limo to take us to the venue, and when the three of us got out of the car I noticed that there was even a red carpet, with members of the press taking photographs of us as we entered the exhibition hall.

Once inside, Annabel introduced me to New York society as Jamie Appleby, the latest sensation on the New York art scene, and as I looked around I realized that Annabel must have many important connections in New York, seeing key figures in the art world, but also people from the entertainment industry including 2 Broadway producers, as well as actors and actresses from the stage and the movies.

After an official tour of my art work we were left to mingle and I ended up talking to a number of prestigious art critics, one editor a top fashion magazine, praised me for my choice of dress designer, and then she asked me if I would be prepared to appear on a fashion spread, and as if out of nowhere Annabel appeared saying that of course I would be glad to.

I noticed that Ashley had spoken to both of the Broadway producers and she came over excitedly telling me that one of the producer's had come to the event because she had heard Ashley would be there and wanted Ashley to play the leading role in her new play which would be coming out next year. 

Later Annabel came to me telling me that my exhibition would definitely go national, and that I was by far the most successful find of her career. The exhibition would be planned to go national in 3 months time, to coincide with the highest level of activity in the art year.

The opening of the exhibition had been a very formal affair, but the after party was another matter. Here it appeared that everybody was letting their hair down, in many cases literally as well as figuratively.

While the men, although often staring lustfully at Ashley and I, left us alone because they knew we were a lesbian couple, the women it appeared had no such compunctions. The thing which amazed me was the number of actresses, who I had thought were only straight, turned out to be bi curious.

As Ashley and I were kissed by movie actresses that we had never expected to meet in our lives, I was grateful that Annabel had taken the precaution of gluing a natural looking fake pussy on to me, because many hands strayed below my skirt, Ashley's and Annabel's, and the three of us were told how fucking hot we were.

All this activity was really turning us on, and when we got back to Annabel's apartment she quickly used some solvent to remove my fake pussy so I could fuck her doggie style while she ate Ashley out. She screamed at me to pull her hair and grab her tit while I fucked her.

After so much drink, Annabel then wanted me to fuck her in the ass explaining to me how to lube her up before doing it and then take it gentle, she felt really tight once I was inside her. Then she got me to roll on my back still inside her with her back against me and then got Ashley to lay on top of her and rub her tits and pussy against her, tit to tit and pussy to pussy.

Fuck I thought to myself, this woman is really creative when it comes to sex, Ashley and I were really loving it.

I woke up in the early morning and got up and looked out at the magnificent view of central park, I had been introduced to New York society as a woman, and soon it would be to the whole of the US and then maybe even to the world. The truth if told was that I simply could not imagine myself as a guy anymore, despite my dick.

I was the beautiful, sensual, loveable Jamie and I didn't want to be anything else.....

The Law of Attraction really seems to be working for Jamie now, she will soon be known as an internationally renowned artist and is already starting to become a celebrity.

She is a woman full time now and even has legally made herself one. Her body is female apart from her dick with a rounded ass, feminine face and of course her beautiful tits, yet in one sense her transformation is only half complete.

The transformation continues in chapter 3.



The Law of Attraction Ch. 03



This story is a transsexual fantasy.

It still amazes me when we consider the mysterious effects that occur at the subatomic level, and it has been suggested that matter itself can be morphed by subatomic effects. Quantum effects are still not really understood by scientists and maybe never will be, with new effects being discovered like super conductivity and super fluidity that the old Newtonian style cause and effect physics simply cannot explain.

All we can say with any certainty is that there are things in this universe which are beyond our understanding, maybe nothing is exactly as seems... 

*

"Imagine starting to believe in yourself and your infinite possibilities. Imagine believing you deserve everything you want out of life. Imagine getting everything you want out of life.

Once you apply the 'Law of Attraction' everything is possible."

My name is, or should I say was, James (now Jamie), and there I was, a 30 year old guy, who was a virgin, sharing a New York, rent controlled apartment with a 25 year old lesbian, Ashley, and she was a hot looking lesbian at that.

Ashley, although a lesbian had started to help me explore my feminine side, and it was becoming clearer to me with each passing day that Ashley was starting to fall in love with me as a woman.

I had mixed feelings about this because although from the moment I laid eyes on Ashley I fell for her, I felt that in the end our relationship could only ever be a disappointment to Ashley as I was not a biological woman.

Then in a surprise gesture Ashley had paid for a very expensive therapy for me called deblock therapy, and this therapy was supposed to help me realize my true potential. 

Now it appeared that the result of deblock therapy was going to be fame and fortune way beyond my expectation and it was all happening so fast.

My launch as a major New York artist had been spectacular and at the same time I had been thrust onto the New York social scene mixing with celebrities and people in entertainment, due in large part to Annabel (my artistic agent) and her expert promotion of my inspired art.

My success also appeared to hinge on the fact that ever since the deblock therapy, my body, attitude and mannerisms were becoming ever more feminine, so much so that I was introduced to New York society as a beautiful woman in a lesbian relationship.

Suddenly I was stirred from my thoughts by Annabel, she was telling me that my interview and shoot for a major women's magazine would be very important in helping my career as an aspiring artist and increasing my exposure to New York society.

The piece would focus primarily on me as a person and new artist. Some of my artwork would be displayed, but equally important would be a photo shoot of the beautiful Jamie in the high end fashion promoted by the magazine.

Annabel was enthusiastically saying, "When women read, this piece and see your picture in beautiful dresses, they will want to be like you, look like you and dress like you."

So the next day I waited at the offices of the publisher of the Magazine, I was feeling a little nervous so I had brought Ashley along with me, also believing that she could help if I needed any help changing clothes. Obviously I did not want anybody to see my bulge.

Earlier that morning Ashley had spent a long time applying very little makeup and selecting casual clothes, I was wearing a flowery halter top with ruffles, light pink Capri pants that came half way up my calves and strappy white pumps with three inch heels.

I had asked Ashley why she took so much time over achieving what was a very casual look, and she explained that as the interview included a photo shoot, I would be dressed by the magazine's wardrobe department in clothes by high end fashion designers, so there was no point in going dressed formally.

However the impression we needed to create was that even dressed informally I looked like a bomb, "We are trying to create the impression that you get out of bed and throw some clothes on and look impeccable." She said.

"But that's ludicrous," I said, "nobody just casually throws on clothes and looks impeccable."

"It's all part of the game," Ashley had said, "they know that you can't just throw your clothes on and look perfect and they know that we know it, but the thought that subconsciously enters their minds is that if you spend that much time to look casual, how much time would you spend if you were dressing yourself formally, and that gets you respect."

I thought for a moment about the effort that had gone into my formal presentation as an artist to the New York elite, the facial, manicure, pedicure, hair styling etc, all the trouble with clothes and jewelry and I started to see what Ashley meant.

"Sometimes it's hard work being a woman isn't it?" I had said.

"Yes it is," Ashley had replied, "particularly when you are in the public spotlight like you are going to be."

Before I left the house that morning I looked at myself in the full length mirror, "Well I certainly passed the fuckable test I told myself, I would definitely fuck me."

I was snapped out of my thoughts by the arrival of a pretty 30 year old sub editor. "Good morning, you must be Ms Williams, the woman said, "My name is Joan."

"Please call me Jamie," I replied, "and this is my partner Ashley."

"I must say Jamie," said Joan, "my editor told me that you were beautiful, but in the flesh you are much more beautiful than she described, I can see why she wanted me to do a piece on you."

Then Jamie looked over at Ashley, "You are very beautiful also, the two of you make a very beautiful couple."

If I was not mistaken, I noticed a look of lust in Joan's eyes. I was beginning to understand that Ashley and I often had this effect on women.

As expected my makeup was done by a professional makeup artist and the look was specifically designed to be photographed. My long platinum blond hair already looked good, so only a touchup was required.

Then Ashley helped me get into the first of the designer dresses, a sky blue summer dress with a belt and short pleated skirt. Ashley said I looked great and Joan certainly liked how I looked when I went for the photo session.

As the photo session proceeded, Joan, asked, "Is this your first photo shoot?"

To which I replied, "Yes, why do you ask?"

"Because you seem new to this, yet you seem almost like a model the way you can give us just what we want, you must be a natural." said Joan.

Later I changed into a short strapless black minidress with a tulle skirt and shiny black pumps with 4 inch heels. The lust in the eyes of both Joan and Ashley was very clear.

I stayed in the black dress for the interview, where Joan asked me a few questions about my art and my life with Ashley. Then when the interview was over I was allowed to keep the black dress.

That night back at Annabel's luxury apartment, when Annabel saw me in the short strapless dress with the sexy tulle skirt she said she wanted to fuck me, it was also clear that Ashley wanted to feel me up and have me eat her out, but I said, "Let's eat first I'm starving."

Later in the bedroom Annabel stripped me and threw me on the bed, and then stripped herself and impaled herself on my 7 inch dick. Ashley also stripped quickly and sat on my face, reaching down to grab my now well developed tits in her hands pinching my nipples firmly as I thrust my tongue deep inside her pussy.

"Oh Jamie your tits are so beautiful," cried Ashley, followed by, "ahhh, ahhh, ahhh," as I tongued her clit to bring her to orgasm."

Annabel cried, "Hmmm, I just can't get enough of this beautiful cock on a beautiful girl." then biting her lip said, "Oh fuck I'm coming." 

Annabel and Ashley both came together but I stayed hard to give these beautiful women 3 more orgasms myself before coming very powerfully inside Annabel.

A few days later the piece about me came out in the women's magazine.

Annabel was very pleased with the result, there was the written article but Annabel was more interested in the pictures. There were pictures of my art, pictures of me with Ashley and Annabel at my opening and finally a two page spread of me in the sundress and the evening dress.

"WOW," Annabel enthused, "this is so good, and you look brilliant in those dresses Jamie. This is just the sort of incredible publicity that money just can't buy, and the dress designers will be pleased also because you look just perfect in those dresses Jamie. It is definitely a WIN WIN situation."

Over the next few days Annabel was working on promoting me in the art world and starting to prepare for my national tour in a few months time by getting me recognized at a national level. And while this was going on Ashley's current season on Broadway was coming to an end.

It was during this period that Jeff's twin brother Alex came to town. Not only did Alex look like Jeff, but also like Jeff he was a real gentleman and really knew how to treat a lady well.

One night Ashley, Annabel and I met up with Jackie, Jeff and his brother Alex at a night club, and the moment Alex was introduced to Annabel I saw there was a spark there. It was not surprising therefore to either Ashley or I when Annabel went off with Alex.

Both of us knew that Annabel, while she loved our threesome, was just biding time with us until she actually met a guy who was sensitive, gentle, secure in himself and manly. And if he was as similar to Jeff as he appeared to be then Alex appeared to have all these qualities. I mean even I was attracted to Alex a little just as I often found myself attracted to Jeff nowadays.

The real bombshell came when Annabel told us that she had been invited on a 2 month cruise by Alex and suddenly realizing that she might have met her soul mate in Alex, she accepted. That left Ashley and I alone together, it left me without anybody to fuck me and give me head, and more important as far as I was concerned it left Ashley without pussy.

Annabel was very quick to assure me that when she came back from the cruise she would have plenty of time to prepare for the upcoming national tour of my art work, she even promised to get together with us from time to time for some sexy fun, but Ashley and I knew it would not be the same now that Alex was in her life.

After Annabel left for her cruise, for the first few days, Ashley and I were fine. Ashley was performing the last few nights of the run of her play. And with the money from selling some of my artwork plus Ashley's advance for this run of her play, we moved into a new apartment with a view out over the harbor and splashed out on a new BMW.

Once we started to settle down to a routine however, and particularly after the closing night of the run of Ashley's play, it became clear to me that Ashley was missing pussy. Don't get me wrong Ashley loved me eating her out and sucking her tits, and she loved sucking my tits, but it wasn't the same for her not being able to give pleasure to another women through her pussy.

The issue was exacerbated because both Ashley and I had stopped doing our waitress jobs because of the income we were making from selling my artwork and Ashley's acting respectively. Also all the activity associated with the launching of my career and Ashley's nightly performances had meant that we had simply not had the opportunity to continue waitressing. Now however with Ashley particularly having time on her hands, she had time to reflect on what she was missing by not having Annabel around.

One highlight was when we got really drunk one night with Jackie and Jeff and all went back to our apartment.

I fucked Jackie doggie style while she ate out Ashley, and then Jackie sucked me off while Ashley ate her out and all the time Jeff was jerking himself off watching us together. As before Jackie told Jeff to spray his cum all over my now C cup tits and again she licked Jeff's cum off my tits, but this time she took my face in her hands and kissed me hard pushing some of Jeff's cum into my mouth.

Now she lay down on the bed and got Jeff to lie down next to her. Jackie was really drunk and she suddenly said she wanted me to suck Jeff's cock, she said she wanted to see me do it since the first time she had seen me with tits (at that time girlish A cup tits).

Then Jackie said, "What about you Jeff, are you ok with it?"

"I'd love it if Jamie sucked me," he said, "I can't think of her as anything other than a girl now anyway."

I was saying, "I don't know Jackie I feel a bit weird about it."

Then Jackie said, "Ashley only gets to eat me out if you suck Jeff off."

Then Ashley said, "Please Jamie I need this."

There was no denying Ashley's need and I really wanted her to have this, but I still hesitated.

Then Ashley said, "I'll let you fuck me, when we are alone."

I couldn't believe my ears, was this Ashley saying this, my lesbian girlfriend, that she would let me put my dick in her. Then I thought that the following day she would try to get out of it, and I would let her of course, but right now I knew she was sincere and that indicated just how great her need must be. 

I looked at Jeff, since my body had started to change I was finding him attractive, his 8 inch dick looked very beautiful to me right now in my drunken state. Gingerly I stretched my long tongue out towards the head of his dick.

Suddenly I was aware that Jackie and Ashley were still, they were looking at me in fascination.

The head of the dick felt smooth to my tongue, it was stiffening quickly, the sensation was interesting, but what was really turning me on was the way in which Ashley and Jackie were looking at what I was doing, the knowledge that what I was doing was turning them on.

Gently my tongue flicked around the head of Jeff's dick before I finally took the tip in my mouth, I sucked slightly, causing Jeff to moan in pleasure. Raising my eyes to look at Jeff as I gently sucked his cock I saw that his eyes were closed, he was surrendering himself to the sensations I was giving him.

Flicking my eyes towards Ashley and Jackie, I could see that they were both biting their lips in concentration, so I impulsively sucked harder pulling Jeff's dick further into my mouth causing both the girls to moan and Jeff to moan louder.

After sucking further and letting his dick out of my mouth a little and sucking again I soon got a rhythm started and as I did now Ashley aggressively started to bite and suck Jackie's pussy, clearly watching me sucking Jeff was making her more aggressive, I don't think I had ever seen her so turned on.

Then as I continued to suck off Jeff Ashley brought Jackie to a shuddering orgasm, I had never seen Jackie come so fast or so hard, I was sure a lot of it was because of seeing me suck Jeff.

Now Ashley and Jackie got into the 69 position and brought each other to mutual orgasms several times before Jeff finally announced her was going to cum.

Now Ashley and Jackie exhausted from their mutual activity split and I took the opportunity to wank Jeff until he came all over Jackie's tits.

This time it was I who licked the cum off Jackie's tits before giving her a long kiss where I pushed the cum into her mouth. As I did this, she took my rock solid dick and slid it into her, and it wasn't long before I came. As I looked at Ashley while I fucked Jackie, I saw a look I had never seen in her eyes before. Did she want to be fucked?

After I had come inside Jackie, Ashley aggressively pulled me over towards her and thrust my face into her pussy hard, telling me to suck her clit and push my tongue inside her.

While I was doing this Jeff was fucking Jackie doggie style, and both Jackie and Ashley when they came, came very hard, and were shaking for minutes afterwards.

Finally Ashley pulled my head to her bosom, encouraging me to gently suckle her nipple, and like that we fell asleep. 

The following morning Ashley prepared a special breakfast for me of omelet followed by Belgium waffles.

She said, "I want to let you know that I really appreciate what you did for me last night, sucking Jeff off so that Jackie would let me eat her out. I also want to let you know that seeing you suck him off was a real turn on for me, even though sucking dick is something that I would never do.

I guess somehow you doing that made you look so girly. You might have noticed how turned on I was by the way I ate Jackie out."

Then Ashley continued, "When I promised that I would let you fuck me I meant it you know, but you have to promise you will trust me however weird things might get."

"I trust you." I replied, not knowing what she meant but knowing that I trusted Ashley implicitly."

That day Ashley had her acting class and I was working on my latest piece of art. As I worked on my art I thought about what Ashley had said, what did she mean by, "However weird things might get."

That night in bed I was particularly tender with Ashley, licking her body all over but paying particular attention to her tits, ass and pussy. She came a total of nine times and we fell asleep with Ashley suckling on my tit.

The following morning I woke up and tried to get up, but suddenly became aware that I was tied to the bed.

Looking around I found that I was on my back and my arms and legs appeared to be bound to the corners of the bed by rope, and a pillow had been pushed under my ass to lift it slightly.

"What the fuck," I thought to myself. I assumed that it had to be Ashley, but why?

If realizing that I was tied up seemed strange however, this was nothing compared to what I saw next.

Ashley entered the room naked except for a large strapon dildo, it must have been at least 8 inches in length and very thick, and there was a piece that pushed against her clit so that she would also get stimulated when she used it on somebody, I realized that that somebody would be me.

Now Ashley opened a drawer and took out a tube of lubricant.

I looked at Ashley, my eyes questioning her but she said nothing. Quietly Ashley approached, and now she started to lube my ass up, I opened my mouth to speak but she put her finger to my lips telling me to keep quiet.

Now she started pushing one and two fingers into my ass and moving them around, surprisingly I found this stimulation quite nice, moaning slightly.

Now Ashley started to lube up her strapon dildo and as I looked at its girth I thought to myself that this rubberized dick was just too big for me.

Suddenly Ashley started pushing the massive dildo against the entrance to my ass hole and I was pleading with her asking, "Why are you doing this to me Ashley?" but Ashley just pushed harder.

Then with all Ashley's applied pressure the head of the dildo entered my ass, and the pain was excruciating. Tears were rolling down my face and I was pleading desperately now saying, "Please take it out Ashley, it's too big, it feels like it's ripping me apart."

But as Ashley continued to push 'her' plastic dick into me the pain was even greater for me and I noticed a look of lust on her face. This was a side I had never seen of Ashley before and it was frightening me.

Now the plastic monster was filling me completely and it hurt like hell, there was slight relief when she pulled it out a little but then she pushed it back in hard causing me to cry out in agony.

As Ashley fucked me it was clear that it was turning her on and the stimulation to her clit was causing her to respond sexually. She grabbed my tits hard as she fucked me and she was looking into my eyes saying, "Take it bitch."

It was giving me a lot of pain and I was crying like a baby, Ashley knew I was in pain and yet she was clearly enjoying the sensation. Looking into her eyes I also saw anger as she pounded into me, and I was saying, "Why are you doing this to me Ashley?"




The Law of Attraction Ch. 03



But Ashley replied, "Shut up bitch, and take it, you know you want it really."

As the tears gushed from my eyes I was feeling very confused. Why was Ashley doing this? Did she hate me? What did I do to her to piss her off so much? I had heard that once you get used to getting fucked in the ass the pain subsides and you begin to feel pleasure, but this dildo was just too big and it was hurting like hell. Suddenly for a brief moment I saw a look of understanding and empathy in Ashley's eyes and she stopped pounding for a moment, and let me relax a bit just having the sensation of being filled, and right at that moment it felt nice, then she said, "I need to do this, I need to use you like this right now, just trust me."

Then immediately after she had spoken she started pounding again and my tears came stronger. Then suddenly I realized that despite the pain this was beginning to turn me on, it was the thought that right now Ashley needed to use me as her sex toy, the fact that she was getting off so much fucking me like this. Then Ashley came very hard shuddering with the strength of her orgasm, and for a moment I felt pleasure of having her rod still inside me.

Soon after Ashley was fucking me again and I was crying again, and Ashley ran her finger over my tear tracing it's progress and saying, "Shhh, little baby, mommy just needs to cum some more."

After Ashley had cum with two more shuddering orgasms she finally slumped on me, filling me fully with her plastic dick and kissing me hard on the mouth. For those few minutes it felt like absolute bliss for me and I was enjoying the feeling of her filling me up. I suddenly realized that I was rock hard.

Ashley slowly pulled out of me, and I felt a sudden emptiness as I watched Ashley removed her strapon dildo. 

Seeing her naked, I don't think I had ever seen Ashley look more beautiful, her long black hair falling onto her beautiful tits and seeing her shaved pussy in all its glory.

Now she climbed onto the bed and assumed the cowgirl position, slowly starting to envelope my rock hard dick with her beautiful pussy.

Very slowly my beautiful Ashley lowered herself onto my hard cock, and there were tears in her eyes as she did. I looked at her seeing she was frightened and crying silent tears, and I said, "You don't have to do this?"

"I know," Ashley replied, "but I want to do it for you."

Suddenly I saw Ashley bite her lip in pain as I felt that my dick was pushing through something, obviously she was, had been, a virgin, and this was confirmed by a trickle of blood as Ashley pushed down further onto my cock.

Through her tears Ashley forced a smile and said, "So now you know, you are my first cock."

Finally Ashley had engulfed all of my 7 inch dick and it felt wonderful but I was more concerned about my beautiful Ashley, who looked like a frightened little girl as she slowly began to move up and down on me. As if for reassurance Ashley reached out and took my tits in her hands, as if to reassure herself that I was really female, despite my dick.

Then Ashley gently fucked me moving slowly up and down on my shaft and looking at me as if she were a frightened little girl, looking for reassurance. I looked back at her full of love and concern, moaning softly as a result of her fucking me.

Finally, after a long while I came strongly inside Ashley, and at the same time Ashley came almost it seemed despite herself, biting her lip as the orgasm washed through her. Finally her body slumped down over me with my dick still inside her, and I could feel her wet tears on my cheeks as she kissed me passionately.

After some time had passed Ashley finally got up to clean the blood off herself and returned with a wet towel to do the same for me before finally untying me.

It was a Saturday and although Ashley did not seem to want to talk, she did seem to want to spend the day with me, watching her favorite chic flicks with me over a box of dark chocolates, and wrapping herself in my arms as she did so, her hand cupping my C cup tit.

That night in bed we fell asleep with Ashley suckling on my nipple like a little girl.

The following morning I awoke in the same position as I had been the previous morning, tied up with my ass slightly raised on some pillows.

Again Ashley entered the room wearing her thick 8 inch strapon dildo.

"Oh fuck," I was thinking to myself, "not again." I was still sore from the previous day.

Today Ashley liberally applied lube to my anus and coated the dildo with it. And then with a cheeky smile she started to push into me. This time Ashley pushed into me more slowly and this time she waited a few moments to give my ass time to adjust to the large size of the dildo before gently pushing in the rest of the way.

Once I was filled completely Ashley stopped and just left the dildo in there for a while, it was still painful, but not like the previous day, and this time the feeling of being filled was quite nice, making me all the more aware that Ashley was inside me, that she was really dominating me, and this it appeared was really turning me on.

As Ashley pushed her strapon dildo deep inside me she whispered in my ear, "How do you feel now Jamie?"

I replied honestly, "I feel completely dominated by you Ashley, like you are really fucking me."

"Good," replied Ashley, "that's how I want it." And she started moving in and out of me clearly enjoying her power over me as I lay tied up and at her mercy.

After a while as Ashley slowly fucked me, almost despite myself I started crying out in pleasure.

Now Ashley purred in pleasure saying, "You love how it feels now when I am inside you pleasuring you like this don't you baby?"

"Yes," I replied, "you make me feel so loved and special."

Now Ashley started to kiss me as she fucked me her hands running through my hair, she had multiple orgasms as she pounded in and out of me through the clitoral stimulation of her dildo.

Finally to my amazement I came without touching my dick, from anal stimulation and Ashley kissing me and squeezing my nipples. Ashley came at the same time as me and cried out in joy and triumph at the fact that I had cum as she fucked me.

After I came Ashley was still for a moment kissing me and stroking my hair, and then she started fucking me again until I was hard again.

Now Ashley removed her dildo and mounted me again cowgirl style as she had the previous day, except this time there were no tears in her eyes, just a little apprehension as she sexily bit her lip as she pushed her pussy down on my hard rod.

Slowly Ashley moved up and down on me holding my tits in her hands, and being reassured by the look of love and compassion in my eyes.

When she came the first time she cried out in surprise and delight and continued riding me for several multiples. "Yes yes, fucking yes," Ashley cried out as she continued to ride me.

Finally I came hard inside Ashley and after just letting me stay in her for a while she finally removed my cock from her before pushing her used pussy over my face for me to eat her out.

Soon I got hard again from eating Ashley out, and this time she came back for seconds impaling herself on my dick once more and riding herself to several orgasms on me, and clearly enjoying it.

It was Sunday and after Ashley finished making love to me and untied me she was very talkative and as we ate breakfast, well it was more a sort of brunch, she talked to me incessantly saying that she had never thought that she would like having a cock in her but that with me it was different because I was a girl with a dick. 

That afternoon we visited the mall as Ashley wanted to buy me a pretty dress, because I had been such a good girl. I couldn't resist and I bought a pretty dress for her also.

That evening as we left the department store we decided to wear our new little black cocktail dresses out of the store. There were wolf whistles from some men in the store and even lustful looks from some woman as we strode hand in hand to a high class sushi bar where we ate a delicious meal together accompanied by sake.

After having a few drinks we returned over the Brooklyn bridge to our apartment by taxi.

That night Ashley didn't bother tying me up, she took me into our bedroom and fucked me doggie style with her strapon, alternately grabbing a tit or pulling my long platinum blond hair as she fucked me. Then she asked me to do the same to her, fucking her in the doggie position and holding her tit as I did it. Later of course I had to eat my own cum out of her.

Over the next two weeks we fucked every day, following the same routine of Ashley fucking me first in the ass with her strapon and then reversing roles where I fucked her in her pussy.

Then I received a call from my friendly doctor, Bill.

I arrived at Bills clinic and announced that I had an appointment to the receptionist, giving the name Williams. 

"Hmmm..... I have an appointment for a Mr. Williams but, no Mrs. Williams," said the receptionist.

Realizing that even my driving license clearly stated that I was female, I improvised, "sorry, I am his sister Jamie, please inform Bill, he will understand."

The receptionist said she would contact the doctor, meanwhile could I please take a seat.

As I sat there I mentally berated myself, I had always visited my doctor, Bill, in male guise, it was the one area of my life where I still tried to behave as male, yet that morning I had left the apartment as female as I usually did without even thinking about it. What was happening to me? Did I think of myself as completely female?

When I finally entered Bill's consulting room he said, "Ah the beautiful Jamie, it's funny, I didn't expect you to appear as James."

"Now," Bill continued, "let's get down to the reason I called you in here.

Firstly let me tell you that the results of the brain scan, x-rays, and biopsies all indicate that you are female."

"But," I replied, "I've got a dick, you know that, "I replied confused, "How can you say I am female?"

"I somehow suspect," continued Bill, "that you may not have a dick for too much longer."

"What," I came back, "I don't understand."

"I'm not sure that I do really," Bill replied.

"Look," he said, "I decided to do a DNA test on your blood, and the result came back saying that you have two X chromosomes."

"What," I said, "but you have done a DNA test on me in the past when I entered your organ donor program and I assumed it indicated that I was male."

"It did," said Bill, "so I retrieved the sample and the new result from the older sample came back as female also. At this point I was completely baffled so I retested both samples again and this time the result came back saying you had an X and a Y chromosome. Still not satisfied I retested yet again and this time the results came back saying that you had two X chromosomes."

"But," I said, "I was always told that DNA doesn't change."

"That is indeed the normal assumption," Bill replied, "and certainly what I had assumed all my professional life, but the tests imply that in your case there is an anomaly."

"So how do you explain it?" I asked, becoming very confused.

"Based on all my medical knowledge I cannot explain it," Bill continued, "I can only attempt to explain it through what still can be considered to be an esoteric branch of particle physics, known as Quantum Mechanics.

In a famous thought experiment called 'Schrödinger's cat', it proposed that some subatomic process would determine whether a cat in an enclosed box was killed by a toxin or not. It states that according to Quantum Physics the question of whether the cat is alive or dead is a probability function and the actual state is only determined when the box is finally opened, up to that point the cat is in an undefined state.

Now taking your DNA it appears that your genetic material has the potential to be either male or female and that the actual state must be determined by some factor, perhaps a morphic field. A morphic field is an idea suggested by Robert Sheldrake suggesting that there is some invisible organizing field which determines how an organism grows, he also suggests that in the case of higher organisms this field can be influenced by the brain.

It would normally be supposed that in order for genetic material to be morphed it would be necessary that the subject at an unconscious level would have to believe that this would possible, which in turn would require a complete unblocking of mental constraints about this type of possibility occurring. Other people have said that this is the mechanism at work with the Law of Attraction."

Bill continued, "The last part of the puzzle is relatively easy to explain, namely how it is that your brain can continue to influence cells outside your body. This is explained by something called quantum entanglement, another quantum effect where separated particles continue to be related."

Bill summarized, "So it appears that you are in an in between state right now, actually more towards female than male, despite your dick. There are 3 possibilities:

1.You revert back to male.

2.You continue in the indeterminate phase that you are in at the moment.

3.You complete the transition and become fully female."

"And you think that the most likely possibility is that I become fully female?" I asked.

"Well what feels most natural in the way you think about yourself?" Bill asked.

"Female." I responded without hesitation.

"I think you have the answer." Bill responded, "It seems to me that your deepest desire was to become female, and somehow you got your wish."

"Look," Bill continued, "I am not going to tell anybody about your current condition. People would treat you like a laboratory rat, the government would classify any information about you, and your life would not be your own. As your doctor and more importantly as your friend I could never allow that to happen. My advice to you is simply to enjoy becoming what you always really wanted to be, a beautiful woman."

As I returned to our apartment I realized that what I had suspected for some time now was true, the Deblock Therapy had not only allowed me to become a very successful artist, it was also allowing me to realize my deepest wish, namely to be a true woman.

Over the next few weeks I continued to get fucked by my beautiful Ashley, she loved to pound me with her strapon, and even when my dick was inside her, she usually took control of our love making. Despite herself it seemed she was beginning to love having my dick inside her.

Finally Annabel returned from her cruise with Alex, they were inseparable now, and it was clear that the relationship with Ashley and I would not resume, but her desire for us was still there.

Annabel suggested a foursome one night and Ashley readily agreed. As you can imagine, Annabel was very surprised when Ashley told her that she let me put my dick in her, but made it clear that she would only allow my dick in her and would not suck dick, not even mine. However she was very quick to say that I would happily suck Alex's dick, for some reason this idea really seemed to turn Annabel on.

That night we had a great night together with Annabel and Alex. Ashley in a dominating voice told me to start eating Annabel out and stick my ass in the air. As I got into eating out Annabel, Ashley started to fuck me in the ass with her strapon, Annabel was loving watching me get fucked while I ate her out and judging by Alex's erection it was obvious that Alex was getting turned on by this as well.

Then Ashley continued to fuck me and this time told Alex to swap positions with Annabel, now I had to suck Alex off as she continued to fuck me, and as I took Alex's cock in my mouth Ashley started fucking me harder, squeezing my nipple hard between her fingers as she did so and whispering in my ear, "How do you like getting spit roasted?"

All I could do was groan.

Later Ashley rode me cowgirl style while Annabel pushed her pussy in my face and sucked off Alex at the same time. It all ended up with Alex fucking Annabel while she sucked me off as I sat astride Ashley with her strapon dildo deep inside me.

Shortly after that day my dick started to shrink, it didn't come as a surprise as I had sort of expected this. Soon my dick was down to 4 inches and after Ashley had taken me inside her for the last time she bent down and kissed the head of my dick.

"You know, I'm going to miss you." Ashley said to my dick.

Soon afterwards my dick had become a clit and an opening started appearing and a few days later I had a perfectly formed pussy.

To say that Ashley fell in love with my pussy would be an understatement, each night she would just stare at it for long periods as if she couldn't believe her luck, occasionally touching it and licking it with her lips.

Sometimes she would rub her pussy against mine, and often we would get in the 69 position.

Initially the feeling of having my clit and pussy stimulated was weird, but I quickly grew to love these sensations. My first female orgasm was amazing, somehow more powerful than a male orgasm and the feeling spread through my whole body.

This love making also made me very emotional producing waves of joy and desire for my lover, I wanted to be with her all the time touching sexually and sensually.

One day I was having a shower and blood started to flow from my new pussy.

I shouted for Ashley and she came and licked the blood from my pussy, bringing me to a shuddering orgasm, and reassuring me that it was natural, that I was just having my period. 

I loved everything about having a pussy, sometimes I would get turned on just feeling my silken panties against it. Each morning I would wake up and notice how beautiful my pussy looked and often Ashley would see me looking at my pussy and start touching it and eating me out.

My artistic career was progressing in leaps and bounds, the national tour of my art work was almost upon me, I was a successful artist and a celebrity but above all I was a beautiful woman with a beautiful lover, what more could a girl ask for?......

*

In the next chapter Jamie's life as a woman continues.



The Law of Attraction Ch. 04



This story is a transsexual fantasy.

Before reading this chapter I highly recommend that you read chapters 1 to 3. 

*

Now as a complete woman Jamie has to contend with everything that being a woman entails. Already an emotional person she is even more emotional now and she also has to contend with the effects of having a monthly period.

Ashley of course is very supportive of her lover...

"Imagine starting to believe in yourself and your infinite possibilities. Imagine believing you deserve everything you want out of life. Imagine getting everything you want out of life.

"Once you apply the 'Law of Attraction' everything is possible."

My name is, or should I say was, James (now Jamie), and there I was, a 30 year old guy, who was a virgin, sharing a New York, rent controlled apartment with a 25 year old lesbian, Ashley, and she was a hot looking lesbian at that.

Ashley, although a lesbian had started to help me explore my feminine side, and it was becoming clearer to me with each passing day that Ashley was starting to fall in love with me as a woman.

I had mixed feelings about this because although from the moment I laid eyes on Ashley I fell for her, I felt that in the end our relationship could only ever be a disappointment to Ashley as I was not a biological woman.

Then in a surprise gesture Ashley had paid for a very expensive therapy for me called deblock therapy, and this therapy was supposed to help me realize my true potential. 

Now it appeared that the result of deblock therapy was going to be fame and fortune way beyond my expectation and it was all happening so fast. 

My launch as a major New York artist had been spectacular and at the same time I had been thrust onto the New York social scene mixing with celebrities and people in entertainment, due in large part to Annabel (my artistic agent) and her expert promotion of my inspired art.

My success also appeared to hinge on the fact that ever since the deblock therapy, my body, attitude and mannerisms were becoming ever more feminine, so much so that I was introduced to New York society as a beautiful woman in a lesbian relationship.

As the changes in my body continued Ashley took more and more interest in me and started fucking me with a strapon and letting me fuck her in her pussy.

Then my body changed completely and my dick was replaced by a perfectly formed pussy, much of course to Ashley's delight.

That morning as on most mornings now I awoke to the feeling of my pussy being eaten. And looking down I saw Ashley's long black hair spread across my thighs, as she sucked my clit and every so often pushed her tongue into my pussy.

I had come to love the sensation of being eaten out by this beautiful woman, the immense pleasure it gave me to have my beautiful vulva licked. The stimulation was not the tense localized sensation that I had experienced in male form but instead it appeared to spread though my whole body.

I was beginning to make little mewing sounds that I knew were music to Ashley's ears and resulted in her increasing the activity of her tongue on my clit and inside my pussy. My hands as if of their own volition moved down to grab Ashley's head and I started to push her head harder into my pussy as I began to approach orgasm.

Now I bit my lip in response to that wave of sexual tension spreading through my body, I knew it would be coming any moment now. And when it did come I cried out with the most incredible feeling of joy as one wave of pleasure after another coursed through my beautiful female form.

"Fuck.... I love you Ashley," I cried out as she took me to places I could never have imagined with her tongue in my most intimate of places. The orgasm just seemed to go on and on, and just as it began to subside, Ashley pushed her tongue into my pussy forcefully, causing further waves of pleasure to rush through my body.

As the waves of my orgasm continued to flood through my body, Ashley now moved up my body until her lips contacted my own, kissing me hard, her tongue probing deeply into my mouth, it felt like my mouth was full of her tongue as it probed the back of my mouth. And as she kissed me she started to rub her soaking wet pussy against my own urgently grinding her hips against me.

At this moment I felt over powered by Ashley as she pushed her body hard against mine; lips to lips, tits to tits and pussy to pussy. She grabbed my wrists and pushed them down pinning me to the bed as she writhed against my body concentrating on bringing herself to orgasm the way she had brought me to orgasm only minutes before.

Then it came, and Ashley shuddered as her orgasm raced through her body, and in this moment of total surrender to her senses I took my chance. Grabbing Ashley's wrists and pushing them above her head, I forcefully rolled her over, not breaking from our kiss.

Now on top myself I started to writhe against Ashley, taking charge of our movements and pushing harder against her, turning her orgasm into multiples and grinding hard against her until I finally came myself again shuddering all over.

That morning to show how pleased she was with me and to help both of us recuperate our energies after our session earlier, Ashley had cooked a big breakfast consisting of eggs, cheese, potato cakes, tomatoes and mushrooms.

As we ate our food Ashley talked excitedly about the new Broadway production in which she would be starring, for the first time she would be playing the lead role in a major production and they would be starting rehearsals in 3 days time. 

"Well that's certainly something to celebrate," I said.

"Yeah," replied Ashley, "in fact Jeff and his brother Alex have to visit home because their grandfather died, which leaves Jackie and Annabel home alone with nothing to do, so I invited them to join us at a new lesbian night club which recently opened to celebrate with us."

"Cool," I said, "I haven't seen either of them for a while and I miss them."

"Yeah," Ashley said, "I think Jeff and Alex keep them occupied a lot and since you got your new pussy I haven't been able to keep my hands off you." As she said this she squeezed my left nipple hard. So it was that that evening Ashley and I got ready for a night on the town. I wore a bright red minidress with an ultra short skirt which flared out just below my waist pared with red pumps with 4 inch heels and Ashley wore an ultra short black leather skin tight minidress paired with black velvet boots also with 4 inch heels.

As we got into our black BMW convertible, we both looked at each other with lustful stares and Ashley said, "We look fucking hot!!"

I responded to this comment by kissing Ashley hard on the lips.

As we drove to the club, I leant against Ashley pushing my hand under her tight leather dress to feel her delicious pussy, I discovered that it was sopping wet.

"Fuck, you are such a turn on," Ashley declared.

The night club had valet parking and a young woman in a denim miniskirt and revealing top took our keys to park our car.

In the club we found that Annabel and Jackie had already arrived and were chatting animatedly to each other. Annabel was wearing a pretty white mini sundress with a tiered skirt and Jackie had on a figure hugging black cashmere minidress.

Annabel and Jackie both stood up to greet us and we all admired each other saying how hot all of us looked before sitting down and ordering cocktails for Ashley and I, we both had a white Russian.

As we chatted we noticed a group of pretty young women looking over in our direction. One of them came over to our table and asked if they could sit with us for a while. When we said they could, they told us that they had read about Ashley and myself in a magazine article and that they thought we were inspiring figures in the lesbian community, one girl said, "And of course you make real hot lovers."

At this remark Ashley and I obligingly leaned into each other kissing deeply and filling each other with our tongues as we felt up each other's tits.

"Oh fuck, that's so hot," another girl said.

Later they started playing music in the club and Ashley got up to dance with Jackie, at the same time Annabel led me onto the dance floor and when it came to a slow dance she was really feeling up my tits and ass so I responded in kind.

Looking over at Ashley and Jackie I realized that they were also feeling each other up.

Later Ashley and I danced together while Annabel danced with Jackie. As Ashley and I held each other close Ashley said to me, "It's still hard to believe how far we have come, right from the start I felt that there was a spark between us, but you were a guy, it seemed impossible.

Now when I see you, you are the most beautiful girl in the world to me. The most caring loving person I could ever imagine."

As Ashley spoke I suddenly became aware that there were tears streaming from my eyes. "I love you Ashley," I said, "more than you can know."

Ashley replied, "I love you too, and I want you to be my wife, civil partner, whatever you want to call it."

"Yes I will," I said without hesitation, "you have just made me the happiest girl in the world."

That evening the four of us returned to our apartment, and after Ashley had shown Jackie and Annabel around our new apartment with its harbor view we opened a bottle of Baileys and we all had a glass of Baileys on the rocks.

As we drank we all got comfortable removing our clothes and when I removed my panties both Annabel and Jackie were mesmerized, they hadn't seen my pussy. Then as I lay down on the sofa both Annabel and Jackie honed in on my new pussy, one of them sucking my clit while the other probed my depths.

As my excitement built I could not help but be blown away by the way the sensations rushed through my body. And as Jackie and Annabel worked on my pussy, Ashley kissed me hard whilst grabbing my tits in her hands. My new female form was taking some getting used to but every day I was loving it more, particularly the great satisfaction I gained from my new female orgasms which ripped right through my body.

As I thought this I found myself cumming in response to the insistent tongues on my pussy and my first orgasm was followed by another and yet another making me feel so loved and cared for by my beautiful companions.

Later when we retired to the bedroom, Ashley got me to get in the doggy position where she proceeded to lick my pussy and ass, while I in turn ate out Jackie as she ate out Annabel. Then I did 69 with Annabel while Ashley did 69 with Jackie and later we all lay back down on the bed rubbing our hands over each other's bodies and sucking each other's tits. Shortly after we all fell into a deep sleep. 

Ashley started rehearsing for the new play where she was playing the lead, and while she did I would produce new works of art, continuing to develop my style, there seemed to be no limit to my creative energies.

Then Ashley would return from her rehearsals in the evening full of positive energy full of lust for me and wanting to make use of my beautiful female body, I of course was only too happy to oblige.

One night she pushed me face down onto the bed and proceeded to give me a wonderful back massage, after which, lying against my back, she grabbed one of my tits, and with the other hand rubbed my clit and pushed two fingers into my pussy, making me cum hard. In that position I felt so dominated by Ashley.

Some days after feeling inspired and producing some brilliant highly sexually charged art I would sit on a chair naked staring in wonder at my beautiful new pussy and probing it with my fingers. Sometimes I would use a silver bullet to stimulate my clit as I did this.

Watching me stimulate myself and cumming in waves of feminine orgasms was incredible to behold, daily reminding me of my new, highly sexual female form.

Finally the date arrived when I would have to start my national tour showing my art work at galleries around the country. As Ashley was in the middle of rehearsals she could not come with me but Annabel would be accompanying me.

They night before I was due to go on tour, and Ashley and I spent the evening with Jeff and Jackie in order to celebrate my upcoming tour, we had a delicious meal at one of New York's best Sushi restaurants and later we all went back to our apartment to continue our celebration. 

On arriving at our apartment we had a few drinks and Jeff came over and sat by me while Ashley and Jamie were feeling each other up. I had always felt attracted to Jeff and this night I was feeling the attraction more than ever.

I remember the fantasies I had had of having a pussy and being fucked by Jeff, and suddenly I began to realize that now as I had a pussy I could make this fantasy a reality.

Like a woman possessed I suddenly started kissing Jeff and although initially surprised by my forwardness Jeff started responding in kind, grabbing my tits as he kissed me. Then, as if it had a mind of its own my hand went to Jeff's dick and I circled it through his pants causing him to make a sharp intake of breath.

At this point Ashley announced that we should all retire to the bedroom, and in the bedroom quickly all our clothes were came off.

When Jeff saw me naked, when he saw my pussy he gasped, to the amusement of Jackie who had already seen and tasted my pussy. 

Still feeling attracted to Jeff, more so seeing him naked, I again took his dick in my hand and almost on auto pilot I brought it gently to my mouth, and as I started to lick the head of his dick, Ashley and Jackie looked on mesmerized by what I was doing.

Soon I was licking down the whole length of Jeff's dick and now I started to take him in my mouth, Jeff was groaning with pleasure as I did this. Soon I was bobbing up and down on Jeff's dick and he was rock hard, and now I started to become aware of the wetness in my pussy and my urgent need.

Now I got on my hands and knees on the bed and pointing my sweet ass towards Jeff, I said, "Fuck me, please fuck me."

I felt Jeff grabbing my ass and pulling me towards his dick, and as he did so Ashley said softly and full of care for me, "Jeff, please be gentle, remember that Jamie is a virgin."

Then I felt Jeff's dick against the lips of my pussy, and then he pushed the head inside, the feeling was incredible, but also hurt a little. As Jeff pushed further inside me I was suddenly aware of a pressure building up, and then suddenly there was a rip, resulting in a sharp pain which brought tears to my eyes.

Suddenly Ashley was next to me consoling me saying it was ok, and now as Jeff pushed further forward the pain slowly began to wear off. Now as Ashley saw that I was starting to moan with pleasure, she grabbed my hair, pulling me down on her sopping pussy as Jeff built up a rhythm fucking me, and as I ate out Ashley, Jackie sat on her face, giving Ashley full access to her pussy.

The feeling of having my pussy filled with a live throbbing dick for the first time was incredible, and now Jeff started to grab my tit as he fucked me, his own moans of pleasure only being eclipsed by my own as I raised my head from Ashley's pussy for a moment, only to have it firmly pushed back in her soaking snatch.

The orgasm was incredible spreading through my entire body as I had come to expect and causing me to literally shake with pleasure.

I came in waves of orgasms one after another, knowing this was only something that I could experience as a woman. Then finally after I must have cum at least six times, Jeff filled me with his seed, his love juice seemed to squirt inside me for ages, although in fact it could only have been a few minutes, my pussy rippling with pleasure ravenously sucking it all up.

Jackie and Ashley were also screaming with pleasure, also experiencing multiple orgasms. I almost felt sorry for Jeff that he could not experience the type of multiple orgasms that we women could, but then I remembered back to the time when I had had a dick myself and fucked Ashley in her tight snatch, I knew that the feeling for Jeff inside me must be incredible and feeling my tit in his hand.

And it gave me the most incredible feeling of power, knowing that Jeff felt so good inside me. He was dominating, fucking me strongly and rigorously and grabbing my tit and pulling my hair as he fucked me, yet in reality I knew I had the power because right now I was the source of all his pleasure, and I knew I looked and felt incredible to him. 

After Jeff had cum inside me we all sprawled on the bed catching our breaths. Fortunately Ashley had put some towels on the bed which avoided me messing up the bed clothes with the blood from my newly popped cherry. As Ashley cleaned me up by unashamedly licking the blood from my pussy I reflected on the fact that I had lost my virginity twice in the space of a few weeks, once when I had a dick and then again as a true woman.

Later that night Jackie sucked Jeff to make him hard and he fucked her doggie style with her crying out like I had. I shuffled in front of her and she proceeded to eat me out while Jeff fucked her and the feeling for me was great, as I in turn ate out Ashley who was now sitting on my face.

Still later I wanted to have Jeff's dick in me a second time but I was still feeling sore from my first, virgin, penetration, so Jackie suggested that I ride Jeff cowgirl style where I would have more control over the fucking and could be more comfortable.

As I rode Jeff's dick he grabbed my tits enjoying the feeling of being in me and feeling my tits at the same time. After a while of riding his dick cowgirl, I moved forward adjusting my legs so that I could kiss Jeff as he fucked me.

I was enjoying the feeling of Jeff's dick inside me while I kissed him hard on the mouth, my tits pressed against his chest when suddenly I felt that my ass was being invaded, it was Ashley who was fucking me in the ass with a strapon and as she fucked me hard while I was still being fucked by Jeff, she moved her hand around me to grab my tit, saying, "This is so hot."

The feeling of having both holes filled at the same time was exquisite, causing me to cum very hard and then again and again, until Jeff finally came again inside me.

That night I slept very soundly in Ashley's arms as Jeff embraced Jackie. For the next three weeks I toured the US with my art work with Annabel. I was missing Ashley who had to stay in New York preparing for the Broadway play where she had the leading role. Annabel was also missing Alex who was an architect designing a new luxury apartment complex in New York. Fortunately Annabel and myself had each other for company, and we certainly had fun.

After one week on tour I got what I thought must be a stomach upset. I was often nauseous particularly in the morning. Yeah, I know what you are thinking, call me innocent if you like, but I didn't attach any significance to this at the time.

Apart from my bouts of nausea, the tour went very well for me. I was interviewed by for many periodicals both inside and outside the art world and even got a spot on national television where I was hailed as the new Salvador Dali. The fact that I was a woman in a lesbian relationship only seemed to generate more interest, it seemed like hot lesbians were all the rage.

On my triumphant return to New York, I returned in time to see the opening night of the play where Ashley was playing the lead. I arrived back one day earlier than expected, so Ashley was not expecting me to be there.

I even managed to twist the producer's arm into letting me go up on stage and present Ashley with a massive bouquet of flowers after she had taken her bow. Seeing me there as well as the emotion of giving an exceptional first night performance was overwhelming for Ashley and tears flooded her eyes as she took the flowers on behalf of herself and the rest of the cast.




The Law of Attraction Ch. 04



Later we went on to the after show party where we celebrated into the early hours with the other members of the cast. The paparazzi were on hand eager to get photos of the now famous celebrity couple together.

The following morning Ashley was enthusing over the rave reviews and also commenting on some of the tabloid pieces which highlighted the two lesbian beauties, Ashley and myself. But I spent most of the morning in the bathroom being sick.

Noticing that something was up with me, Ashley asked me what the problem was and I told her I had been feeling sick in the mornings for several days now.

Ashley suggested that I see a doctor about my condition and yes you guessed it, it turned out that I was pregnant. When the news was confirmed Ashley said, "Good, now I will tell you what I have been keeping from you, I am pregnant too! I have been for almost three months now. We are going to be mothers together." On hearing the news I threw my arms around Ashley and kissed her hard. Life couldn't get any better than this, Ashley was pregnant with my child, and I was pregnant with her we were going to share the experience together, in my journey to womanhood I had well and truly arrived......

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This is the end of the story, told from Jamie's viewpoint I hope you enjoyed it, please feel free to leave comments.

In the next chapters the story will be told from Ashley's perspective.



The Law of Attraction Ch. 05



This story is a transsexual fantasy.

Before reading this chapter I highly recommend that you read chapters 1 to 4.

It has been a long time since I wrote the first four chapters of this story, and the reason for this is that I have been occupied in other areas of my life.

In some respects I had come to a good place in the story to take a break because this story is actually 2 stories firstly the story told from Jamie's perspective which has been completed and now I will tell the story from Ashley's perspective.

To really understand Ashley's story it is necessary to go back to her abusive childhood.........

"Imagine starting to believe in yourself and your infinite possibilities. Imagine believing you deserve everything you want out of life. Imagine getting everything you want out of life.

Once you apply the 'Law of Attraction' everything is possible."

My name is Ashley, and although the story of my childhood is unfortunately quite common, it was nevertheless very sad, and on reflection provides the key to understanding many of the decisions I have made in my life. 

Like many other people in the US and around the world, I was brought up an orphan. The story was that my parents had been killed in an automobile accident which had wiped out the people in the front seats of the car, and I in my baby seat at the back of the car had survived.

Unfortunately I had no other living relatives so as a result I ended up in the state adoption system.

From an early age I was a rebellious child, so as a result attempts to place me with foster parents were in vain. I think my rebellious nature was due to my anger at the world for taking my parents from me, indeed it was only the fact that I had been told that my parents had loved me very much that had kept me going, otherwise I would probably have killed myself.

Things turned really bad for me when I was put in a state foster home that was run by a very controlling and manipulative man. I was sexually abused by this man from the age of 8 years old and from the age of 11 he started anally abusing me. He fucked me in the ass rather than the pussy because he didn't want to run the risk of making me pregnant and in a sick way had convinced himself that this did not constitute sexual abuse.

His treatment of me continued until I was 16 years old, when I finally had the courage to speak out and he was prosecuted for sexual abuse of minors, it turned out that he had been doing the same to four other girls and two other boys.

It was this man's treatment of me that fostered in me a fear, mistrust and sometimes hatred of men. And this along with the fact that I did not find men attractive anyway served to ensure that my later sexual relationships were exclusively with women.

Unfortunately I never had much luck in my relationships with women, partly this was because I tended to attract women who were not emotionally available and partly due to my childhood trauma which caused me to swing from being very clingy to completely isolating.

The one woman that I had maintained a long term friendship with and with whom I had had many satisfying sexual encounters with was a friend I had met in high school. I guess you could say that I loved Jackie, she was everything you could want in a partner: kind, loving, compassionate and had a beautiful personality. The only problem was that Jackie was bisexual and what she really wanted in life was to find a man that she could settle down and have children with.

It was with Jackie that I moved into a rent controlled apartment in New York when I started getting small parts on Broadway. At that time I was an aspiring actress but most of my income came from waitressing. 

We were just getting the apartment right with a distinctly feminine decoration when Jackie met a new guy Jeff who she decided to move in with, Jackie made it clear to me that she intended to marry Jeff, but would always be in my life, and yes she loved me but she loved Jeff also and wanted to have his children.

My initial reaction was to become very angry, Jackie and I had made our lives in this apartment living together in New York and now she was pulling the rug out from under my feet. But in my heart I knew that Jackie had always been completely honest with me and always made it clear that it was her intention to settle down with a guy and have kids, so I did not vent my anger at Jackie.

I set about looking for a replacement to share the apartment with me. Let me first explain that the apartment was in a lesbian area of town, and decorated in a very feminine way and I had pictures of it on the internet site where I had put my ad for somebody to share the apartment, so it never occurred to me to specify women only.

The problem was that all the women who applied either I felt I couldn't trust or was worried I would get into an inappropriate relationship with.

In desperation I shared the apartment with one woman who ended up robbing from me. Then later I shared with another woman who I ended up having a relationship with. She would often stay out for days without letting me know anything. I later found out that she was sleeping around and worst of all telling all her girlfriends that I was clingy and insecure and couldn't get over my childhood trauma. In retrospect I felt more betrayed by her than the woman who had robbed me.

So there I was again looking for another woman to share the apartment with and having the same bad luck with the women who replied to my advertisement, when a guy knocked on the door. He explained that his name was James and that I had made an appointment with him to interview him about sharing the apartment.

When he had replied to the advert, I had just assumed that he was a woman because of the area where the apartment was located and the obviously feminine style of the apartment which was clear from the photos. As for the name James, well, many butch lesbians preferred to call themselves by male sounding names.

When I saw a man standing on the entrance my initial reaction was one of fear, a man being at the door to my apartment my home ground so to speak intimidated me, bringing back memories of my abuser. However, I then noticed that he was no taller than I was and his arms were as thin as mine, he also looked timid and shy, I fancied myself easily beating him in a fight if it came to it.

When I barked out my question asking who he was and why he was bothering me, it became clear to me that he was now more frightened of me than I was of him. I was about to tell him that I should have specified women only in the ad and send him on his way when my curiosity got the better of me. What kind of guy would respond to an ad that was obviously directed at lesbian women.

So in that instant, driven by curiosity I, I took a chance and invited him in.

Once I had him sitting nervously on the sofa, I asked him what he knew about the area, and it became obvious that he was anything but streetwise and had no idea that these apartments were exclusively inhabited by lesbians. His level of naivety, or you might say innocence was so high that I found it touching in a strange way.

When I asked him about the style of the apartment, he was very complimentary, saying that it had a peaceful ambiance and praising me on the use of soft colors and the coordinated layout and fashionable look, yes it was fashionable but in a female sense.

The more he talked the more I became relaxed about him, almost immediately I sensed that he was not threatening in any way. In many ways he did not seem like a guy at all, sensitive, timid, shy, vulnerable and above all innocent. I suddenly became convinced that I was completely safe with this guy, safer than I had been with any person in my life, even Jackie.

I became aware that I was subconsciously trying to talk myself in to accepting that he share the apartment with me, after all there were benefits to him being a guy, I didn't have to bother about becoming entangled in an affair with him and end up losing another co-lodger which would happen when the affair came to it's inevitable end.

In the end I decided of course that the idea of a man hating lesbian like me having a guy to share an apartment with was stupid, but for some reason I told him I would get back to him and let him know if I decided to select him.

Shortly after I selected a woman who ended up robbing money from me after only three days, fortunately for me I had not had too much money on me that day. It was at that point that I decided to take a risk and invite James to share the apartment with me, at that point I felt like I had nothing to lose. I still don't know why I decided to invite James to share my apartment with me despite everything, he was a guy. The decision was like a strong impulse, looking back on it now I would say it was probably destiny.

The more I got to know James, the more, to my surprise, I came to identify with him. Although on paper our childhoods appeared to have little in common, unlike me he had not been through the adoption system, I began to see a number of similarities. Like me he had suffered a lot of bullying at school, although in his case it was because he had been a weakling compared to other boys. Like me he had always felt like an outsider growing up.

Also like me he had not been successful in his relationships, he admitted to me that at 30 he was still a virgin while saying he was attracted to women. In one sense I felt compassion for this poor shy man, he had never been with a woman in a sexual way, I couldn't imagine a life for me without that particular pleasure.

The more I got to know James, the more I began to realize that the way he thought about things was unlike any man I had ever met, in fact much more like a woman. I became intrigued about this, in fact everything about this man intrigued me, how could he be so far from the traditional male stereotype. In answer to my questions he told me how he had suffered as a child because he was weak and uncoordinated, how he couldn't relate to other boys and increasingly felt isolated, and yet this did not really explain why he was the way he was, it only made his story more intriguing.

Initially when James moved into the apartment with me, he got a lot of stares from the women in the block as he was the only guy there. My neighbors did not say anything to him but several comments were made to me by people saying that they didn't want a man in the block. In the end the tenants association did not vote to throw him out because we were coming under scrutiny from the local council for possible sex discrimination and now we had a token male.

James however became aware of the way our neighbors were staring at him, and in his innocence asked me what the problem was, so I had to tell him that all the other people in the block were lesbian women and that many did not welcome him there even though legally there were no issues.

He told me that he might start looking for somewhere else to live despite the difficulty of finding affordable accommodation in New York. And I surprised myself by asking him to stay saying that he was the only person to share the apartment with me since Jackie who had been reliable, I told him I would speak to our neighbors.

I talked to our neighbors and pleaded with them to give James a chance, saying that he was the only reliable person I had had sharing the apartment since Jackie and I didn't want to lose a reliable person, they were all anyway aware of my previous problems. I also pointed out that James was such a shy and timid guy that he was completely harmless.

After a while all my neighbors realized how shy and timid and inoffensive James was and began to accept him, commenting that he was actually quite pretty for a guy, even a little effeminate in his gestures. The neighbor across the hall who was quite a butch woman started calling him pretty boy and even pinching his ass.

I would hear her talking to him on returning to the apartment and his shy demure responses and chuckle to myself at the banter. James would enter the apartment blushing all over and seeing him vulnerable like this gave me a feeling of tenderness towards him.  Over the following months it is fair to say that James and I became very close friends. James was a struggling artist and made up his with a day job at Starbucks, it didn't pay much but from that income and the odd painting he sold he got by. Occasionally James could not pay his full share of the rent and I would make up the difference and other times I could not pay my share of the rent and James would make up the difference, I began to see us like a team.

James was easy to talk to and I would increasingly discuss my day to day life with him and my relationships and James reciprocated telling me all about his day at Starbucks. He told me about his gallery owner friend, Annabel who he had once dated in the past but she had let him down gently telling him he was not really manly enough for her, he still had a crush on her.

One day when James was out working at Starbucks, James's bedroom door was open and I thought I saw a bra hanging out of one of his draws. Curiosity got the better of me, and thinking back on it there was a definite pang of Jealousy at the possibility that James might be hanging out with a woman behind my back. I didn't admit it at the time but I was afraid that he might leave the apartment and I had come to depend on his financial help and in all honesty was becoming accustomed to having him around.

Looking through James's drawers and in his wardrobe I found a number of female clothes tucked towards the back of his drawers and pushed towards the back of his wardrobe. It just didn't make sense to me there was no way his "girlfriend" could be living here because I knew for a fact that no woman came to visit the apartment at night, yet the amount of clothes indicated otherwise. Also a disproportionate number of the female clothes were pretty party frocks and short skirts. Also I found it hard to believe that in our very open and frank conversations James had never let slip that he had a love interest.

Intrigued, I told my friend Jackie about the clothes I had found in James's bedroom, and after listing to me she laughed. "Don't you get it, sometimes you are almost as naïve as James, he is obviously a cross dresser, and given his feminine style of thinking and some of his effeminate mannerisms, possibly a latent transsexual." 

Suddenly I couldn't help myself from picturing James with his pretty facial features, with long hair and dressed as a woman. I found the idea surprisingly arousing. Suddenly in her usual insightful way Jackie said, "The thought of James as a female really turns you on doesn't it?" I did not say anything but the look in my eyes said it all.

Over the next few weeks James started to grow his hair out and the effect was to make his face look even more girly, I did not mention this, but I did let him know how much I liked his new bohemian look and said that I thought it was very appropriate for an up and coming artist. From time to time I would stroke his hair in a friendly way and often I was very tempted to loosen his pony tail and apply makeup to his face. It took a great effort of willpower on my part to stop myself doing this.

Then suddenly all thoughts of a feminized James were pushed to the back of my mind when I got into a whirlwind affair with an 18 year old girl called Gillian. Gillian, 7 years younger than me was impressed with my experienced poise and confidence and I was swept away by her admiration for me. Looking back on it, I should have realized that my infatuation with Gillian (which is what it really was) was driven by the way she stroked my ego.

Gillian had just broken up with her 22 year old drug addicted girlfriend, and I should have realized that she had attached herself to me on the rebound, but as they say love, or more accurately infatuation is blind, and I was bowled over by this pretty young thing, the whole process was strengthened by the fact that I felt that I was rescuing Gillian by giving her an opportunity for a better life, with me of course.

So it was that after dolling myself up and making myself pretty, my pretty new girlfriend Gillian dumped me at the restaurant where I was waiting for her with a text message saying that her drug addicted ex girlfriend had begged her to return, saying that this time she would kick the habit for good if Gillian came back to her, Gillian had decided that on reflection she couldn't live without her and had decided to go back to her.

I was devastated, I mean who wouldn't be, I had just been dumped by a very attractive 18 year old girl who apparently had considered me to be her reason for existence. In reality she had actually done me a favor, but at that moment I couldn't stop crying. Ordering two double whisky's and downing them one after the other. I paid up and got a taxi back to my apartment.

On returning to my apartment I was greeted by a very worried looking James who appeared very concerned to see me in tears, at that moment my heart went out to him.

I sat on the sofa and after answering James's inquiry about what had happened to me, gratefully accepted his invitation to snuggle in his arms, at this juncture I just want to make it clear that we had both become accustomed to giving each other friendly, entirely platonic hugs.

James seeing how upset I was, was super sensitive to my needs and immediately offered to make me an omelet which I gratefully accepted as I had not eaten anything in the restaurant and was feeling very hungry. As we ate I broke out 2 bottles of wine to drink with the meal, of which I drank one and a third on top of the 2 double whiskies I had drank earlier, I was trying to drown out my sorrow at having been jilted by Gillian.

As I drank I started to lose my normal inhibitions, I became aware that James seemed much more feminine than usual, smelling of my lavender bath salts, and I told him so. Then as I lay back against James I became aware that his arms and legs were as smooth as a woman's. In my mind in order to take my mind off Gillian I started to imagine James as a woman, in that moment he was no longer James to me but Jamie.         I complimented Jaime on her smooth legs and undid her pony tail telling her to shake it out, suddenly the femininity started to come out as I looked at her, and with my secret knowledge of her cross dressing started to take advantage of the poor dear. In reality she didn't stand a chance as I played out the pain of my situation to maximum advantage getting Jamie to humor me in an effort to blank out the earlier events of the evening.

So it was that I persuaded poor little Jamie to let me make her up and finally almost dragged her into my room, and dressed and dressed her in some of my panties and bra, and the prom dress that I had kept from my senior prom.

When I saw Jamie a vision in white wearing my beautiful dress and with her pretty face and luxurious hair, I gasped at the incredible sight before me, there was no trace of manhood as I looked at her, only a beautiful young woman and at this moment I felt a surge of pure lust.

Pushing Jamie onto the bed I started kissing her ardently, imagining going down on a beautiful shaved pussy and in my ardor I made it clear to her exactly how much I wished she could be a true woman. In my drunken state I was not fully aware of my words and actions and it never occurred to me how much I could frustrate Jamie by placing this impossible demand on her. It was in this semi conscious state that I drifted into sleep. 

The following morning I felt bad about the way I had pushed James into dressing up and had led him on by my actions when we both knew that what I needed was a real woman. Interestingly though I could not help thinking of him as Jamie and seeing him as feminine.




The Law of Attraction Ch. 05



I apologized to James telling him that I was sorry about the way I had behaved the previous night, but reiterated what we both knew that what I really wanted was a biological woman.

After I said this there was a tension between us with James not being sure how to act around me and the fact that despite myself I would think of James as Jamie and want to run my hands over him/her in a sexual way. In fact the extent of my attraction to him/her was frightening to me.

The problem was that as a result of the forced aloofness on both sides towards each other resulted in the daily small acts of friendship and tender touches and friendly hugs were now missing from our relationship, the very things that made us a team and perfect to share an apartment. The extent of the tension came to a head when one day James said, "Do you want me to leave the apartment?"

I had never for one moment considered that James and I might stop sharing the apartment, and his question really rocked me. In truth I would find it difficult if not impossible to maintain the apartment and keep paying the rent without James's help, but it wasn't just the financial implication in truth I had become accustomed to James's company and did not like the idea of living alone in the apartment without him. I liked looking at what I increasingly saw as his beautiful face, in reality the face of Jamie, the female personality that truly inhabited this body.

For a moment I became very angry at life in general, life could really be a bitch. James should have been born as a woman it was a cruel twist of fate that he was not. If I had met him instead as her, Jamie, I was sure that forming a civil union would have been the most natural thing in the world for us.

Now I was suddenly aware that James/Jamie was looking at me intently, apprehensively, afraid that I might tell him that I did want him to leave but at the same time knowing that the air needed to be cleared between us one way or another.

I looked at James, full of compassion for him and said, "Nooo, please no, we click so well together, who would I talk to the next time I have a failed relationship." Then I said, "Come here," and wrapped my arms around him in a tight embrace, feeling the tension slip from him as he felt my reassurance.

Over the next few days I started to become obsessed with wanting to see James in his feminine form, as Jamie, somehow right now the fact that he was not a true woman didn't seem to matter, I wanted to be greeted each day by the beautiful female face I had seen when I transformed James into Jamie.

Acting on my impulse to transform James into Jamie I made him a proposition. 

"You know Jamie, I accidently discovered your secret stash of clothes before that night when I dressed you, I knew you had this desire. There is no reason for you to go sneaking around and only dressing when I am out."

I continued, "I was thinking I could help you to look more feminine, you looked so pretty when I made you up that night."

And so it was that I started helping James regularly apply makeup and style his long hair and nails. Over the weeks to come I also showed him how he could make his gestures more feminine and even helped him with trying to develop a female sounding voice. 

The truth of the matter was that I was falling for James big time, although to me, 'she' was always Jamie ever since I had dressed her. I tried to deny the physical attraction to myself because I knew in my heart that any relationship that developed must be doomed to failure in the end because she was not a biological woman.

In the meantime however despite my misgivings I had fun feminizing Jamie and really pushing her envelope. I started getting her to have weekly facials, I got her to get her ears pierced and I persuaded her to start electrolysis for her facial hair.

Looking back I was being selfish trying to give Jamie an increasingly feminine form, while believing that eventually we could not be together. But the truth was that feminizing Jamie had become an obsession for me, and the more feminine she became the more I got off on it, it was becoming like a drug for me.

The fact of the matter was that Jamie was not complaining, quite the opposite in fact, she was loving it. From time to time I would catch her staring at herself in the mirror with a look of awe at seeing her feminized form.

Things came to a head for me when I started having a whirlwind romance with a woman 6 years younger than me. To tell the truth the attraction was purely physical, the sex was great. And although Jamie was completely ok with this, understanding my needs, I often had a guilty feeling when I was with my young lover, almost as if I were cheating on Jamie.

This romance quickly came to an end when I discovered that this woman had been having sex with several other women behind my back, and when I confronted her about it she brushed my comments off showing no remorse whatsoever.

When the romance failed I turned to Jamie for consolation. In a semi drunken state I went to her bed and found her in a beautiful silken babydoll nightdress that I had bought for her and I started kissing her all over.

I started to kiss her and caress her on a regular basis despite her protests that I was only hurting myself because she was not a biological woman. But I just wanted to be with her and for that moment her male origin did not matter, I didn't want to think about the future, it would have to resolve itself.    

Then one night I was really horny because I had not had an orgasm for a while and I commanded Jamie to suck my tits.

So Jamie took my left tit in her mouth and began to innocently suck on it, her innocence and inexperience actually served to turn me on more so then I commanded that she suck harder. As she learnt to comply with all my demands when it came to my tits I was amazed by her willingness to learn and her sensitivity to my need. In the end I came hard twice just from Jamie sucking my tits.

I realized at this point that I was in love but I also realized that I really needed a true woman and as Jamie slept I whispered in her ear, "I don't know how it is going to happen but I need you to become a woman."

The next morning while I was checking the news on the internet I accidentally clicked on what appeared to be a crank news item, claiming that a man had metamorphosed into a woman after a new type of therapy called deblock therapy. 

When asked to comment, the company that provided the deblock therapy, 'TransformSys', had said that the deblock therapy was designed to unlock the hidden desires of the client employing the law of attraction but also made the comment that a completely natural biological sex change should not be possible. The item went on to say that deblock therapy was not cheap, it cost $10,000.

That afternoon I was given the role in a Broadway play I had been after and given an advance payment of $10,000. I had never been in any way superstitious, I certainly did not believe in destiny, but at that moment a strange feeling came over me. 

Reading the news item about a man transforming into a woman, following a therapy costing $10,000, when just the night before I had whispered to Jamie/James telling him/her that I needed her to become a woman. Now I suddenly was handed $10,000 the exact cost of the therapy.

So it was that I ended up calling TransformSys, when I asked what the results of the therapy would be I was told that it depended on the conscious and subconscious desires of the client. And at that moment I decided to set up a therapy session for Jamie, if nothing else the deblock therapy would inspire her art work, as for my own desire that would depend on Jamie. In the end I made a selfless act to buy the therapy for her to allow her to follow her true nature whatever that was.

That evening Jamie had prepared my favorite meal for me shrimp pasta, washed down with a rich red wine and cheese cake with espresso coffee to follow. I watched Jamie closely all through the meal looking for any physical sign of increased femaleness whilst at the same time being aware that any changes would happen over a period of time.

Jamie was so incredulous that I had paid for the deblock therapy for him that it reached the point where I began to get irritated, fortunately she took the hint and changed the subject.

That night Jamie dressed in a sky blue babydoll nightdress, my angel looked a picture of beauty that night, was it my imagination or did the curves of her body look softer, did her lips look a little fuller than before?

Suddenly I was horny as hell for Jamie I wanted to feel her hot lips on my tits, have her sensitive artist's hands tracing my body.

So it was that I pulled Jamie onto me thrusting my tits in her face and I came twice with powerful orgasms just from her expert sucking of my nipples. Then I forcefully pushed Jamie on her back returning the favor by sucking on what I regarded as her under developed tits, again was it just me or was there a slightly more feminine taste and smell to them, were the nipples slightly larger and the tits themselves a little softer?

Finally arms and legs wrapped around each other, Jamie sucked me to two more incredible orgasms before, exhausted, we both fell into a deep, contented, sleep.

The next morning I was feeling full of love for my beautiful Jamie and I prepared a meal of omelets followed by French style pancakes for her.

In the middle of me preparing breakfast Jamie went for a shower, and keeping hidden, I sneaked into the bathroom to spy on her in the shower. As I watched her from where I was concealed, I observed her rubbing her sensitive tit and crying out in ecstasy and as I watched in fascination I was now convinced that there was clearly a more feminine form to her tits now.

As I watched her from my concealed position, seeing her with her eyes shut, rubbing her tit and crying out, I came to an orgasm myself just watching her and thinking about the changes taking place in her body, unbeknown to her, I had to stifle the sound of my own orgasm to avoid being found out.

As I watched her a wicked thought came to my mind, I had set in motion something that would transform my Jamie into a complete woman, and I was loving the transformation and the power I seemed to have over her.

For a moment I felt guilty, because I was the one who had encouraged Jamie to throw herself into exploring her feminine side, so much so that her deepest desire now was to become a woman, and the deblock therapy that I had paid for would allow that to happen.

However, I reminded myself, the subconscious desire to be a woman had always been in Jamie, I had just helped push that to its limit. Anyhow, Jamie was much, much happier than she had been at any time in her life before. I knew that because she was always telling me! Being a true woman with me I was sure would help complete her happiness.

Over the next few weeks it became obvious to me that there was a marked improvement in Jamie's artistic style her work had become more natural and fluid and her powers of concentration appeared to have increased.

Jamie/James proudly told me that his gallery owner friend Annabel was impressed with his work and had suggested to her/him that she become his artistic agent and help promote her/his work. I of course was very happy for Jamie, but I also felt pangs of Jealousy, Jamie and Annabel had history and although she had told him/her that he was not 'manly' enough for her, maybe things had changed now he/she was more feminine.

Quickly I pushed my jealous thoughts aside and concentrated on being happy for Jamie.

For the next few weeks life continued in the same vain until one day Jamie told me that the starbucks where she worked was closing down so she would be out of a job, and the art she was selling did not provide enough income to compensate (the larger works were being held back for an exhibition of her work. She told me that if I wished she would leave the apartment so I could find a new lodger who could pay their way.

I told her not to be silly, we had always found a way and we always would. 

In reality I was making enough money while rehearsing for a Broadway play and from my waitressing job to keep both of us, we would have to cut back on some luxuries but it was more than worth it to keep Jamie around.

Then I suddenly thought that Jamie with the remnants of her stupid male pride might say that she could not face living with me in the apartment if she could not pay her way.

Then just as suddenly I had a wicked thought about how I could kill 2 birds with one stone. I could get work for Jamie, while at the same time get her to present herself in public as a woman. I was so pleased at myself for hatching such a clever plan. I would tell Jamie I could get her a job serving in the same restaurant where I worked, and get her really sold on the idea. Only then would I drop the bombshell that she would have to serve as a waitress, by that time she would be to sold on the idea. 

When I mentioned the possibility of Jamie working at the restaurant where I worked Jamie's face lit up. Suddenly I was offering the possibility that she could continue to pay her share of the rent and therefore maintain her dignity, then when I told her that the job was for a woman, her moral dropped again.

I could see that she was struggling with the idea of further surrendering to her female persona and hence losing more of her male identity. She tried to argue that she couldn't pass as a woman but I would have none of it, telling her that she actually looked more feminine than masculine.

In the end, Jamie did not like the idea of her leaving the apartment any more than I did, but it was important to her that she could pay her way, and it was because of this that I was finally able to get her to try out as a waitress.

I sent her to a friend of mine who was a beautician for a bikini wax and facials as well as some other skin softening and moisturizing treatments, finishing off with a feminine hair style and some basic makeup. The result was amazing and I couldn't get over just how feminine my beautiful Jamie looked now. As a treat I bought Jamie some pretty clothes and expensive jewelry, and that night I took Jamie to bed with me, and just couldn't get enough of feeling up her pretty body. I got her to suck my tits and started sucking on her prepubescent tits, loving the texture of her developing nipples as I sucked.

I was so turned on by Jamie's transformation that for the first time I asked her to eat me out. The effect of her inexperienced tongue in my pussy as I started to teach her how to pleasure me drove me wild with desire and excitement.

I patiently explained to Jamie how to please a woman. I told her to lick first at the smooth skin around my pussy and then gradually hone in on the labial walls of my vagina, licking and sucking. The first time Jamie's long slender tongue entered my love hole, I was in heaven.

I then instructed Jamie on how to lick and suck my clit, teasing my clit with the tip of her tongue before sucking it hard into her mouth, then as I climaxed she stabbed her long tongue deep inside my hole. 

In this way Jamie took me to one climax after another and I experienced the most powerful orgasms I had ever experienced as my beautiful innocent Jamie attended to my needs.

The following day I worked to prepare Jamie psychologically for her interview for the waitressing job, telling her that this would be the test of all the lessons in femininity I had undertaken with her, from voice training to mannerisms to that way she walked. While she was nervous it was obvious to me that my darling Jamie was up for the challenge in terms of her feminine side she could truly come out of her shell, presenting herself to the world as a woman. 

When she met my boss Jessica, I was prouder of Jamie than I had ever been. As expected Jessica was captivated by her, confident that she would go down well with the customers. She only wanted to be sure that she explained to Jamie that it was hard work and she would find it tough at least at first, before putting her on shift with me to learn the ropes.

As expected Jamie was very popular with the customers, and many of the men and some of the women found it difficult to keep their eyes off my beautiful baby girl. One particular guy kept trying to grope Jamie and it was obvious to me that she felt very harassed by him.

Eventually I got so pissed off with his attitude that I 'accidently/on purpose' spilt his drink on him and as he went to the restroom I whispered in his ear that he should consider leaving if he wanted to keep his wedding tackle in order. He shortly left and did not return.

From my experience as a waitress, I knew his type well. He liked the idea of feeling he had power over people and would take advantage of any situation when he thought women might be intimidated by him but was secretly afraid of any woman that would stand up to him.

In truth it felt good to come to Jamie's aid, I realized that I felt very protective towards her and I also became aware that despite her male origins I felt completely safe with her as I had never felt with anybody else.

As time went by, as I had expected, Jamie's female persona clearly became her dominant persona and much more natural than her male persona ever had been, this I put down to the fact that she was able to be more true to herself.

As she spent most of her time now in female mode it became increasingly difficult for her to fall back into male mode and she would unconsciously shift back to her more natural female persona if she did not concentrate. As for her voice, it took no effort at all now to raise the pitch of her voice. Soon she started having problems to try to speak in a male voice range.

As time went by I became aware just how much how watching Jamie become transformed into a beautiful ravishing woman was turning me on. As I lay next to her at night I could not help running my hands over Jamie's beautiful soft skin as she slept, feeling the curve of her increasingly feminine ass and her beautiful prepubescent tits. As I moved my hands over her tits, her nipples hardened and as I squeezed her left nipple hard, Jamie cried out in ecstasy in her sleep, the sound was like music to my ears.

As I snuggled up against my beautiful Jamie, her ass against my pussy, spoon fashion as I cupped her tits in my hands, I imagined that Jamie had a pussy and taking her with a strapon, making her mine as I dominated her.

While I dearly loved my beautiful Jamie, I realized that now, and her transformation to a beautiful woman was turning me on like nothing else I had ever experienced, I still craved a pussy to play with. So when my friend and many time lover Jackie asked if she could spend some time with me in an intimate way while Jeff was away, I jumped at the chance. I did explain that it would have to be a threesome with another woman, but Jackie had no problem with this.

When I told Jackie that the other woman shared my apartment, however, Jackie was confused to say the least.

"But I thought you shared your apartment with James," she said.

Jackie had never seen James as Jamie, so this was going to be fun, from my many conversations I knew that having a sexual encounter with a shemale was one of Jackie's fantasies, so I knew she would have no problem with Jamie.

"So did you stop sharing your apartment with James?" Jackie asked in a concerned manner.

I knew that Jackie had a soft spot for the shy retiring James, and was concerned about the thought of me leaving him to fend for himself. Jackie was also concerned for me as she was well aware that James was the best co-sharer I had ever had.

"Not exactly," I replied cryptically, "all will be revealed when you meet my new friend tonight."




The Law of Attraction Ch. 05



So it was that as Jamie returned to the apartment all dolled up in her pretty, short skirted, waitress outfit and Jackie was clearly turned on by her as she entered the room.

What happened next clearly took Jackie by surprise as the beautiful Jamie, forgetting that Jackie had never seen her as Jamie, ran into her arms and gave her a familiar hug.

Jackie, completely taken aback, said, "Who is this beautiful creature?"

"Well she's been living with me ever since I moved into this apartment," I said, unable to suppress my amusement.

Jackie looked at Jamie very closely and suddenly the light dawned on her, "James!" Jackie exclaimed.

"Well she prefers to be called Jamie now," I said, still struggling to contain my laughter.

"WOW," said Jackie, "if you don't me saying you make one hell of a fine girl."

"Well," Jamie said, "right now it seems I don't have much say in the matter." As she said this she uncovered a tit, which was now looking even larger than before, she would soon be a C cup I thought to myself.

Jackie it appeared was completely intoxicated by the sight of Jamie's beautiful breast and couldn't resist taking it into her mouth. Seeing how much fun Jackie was having, I couldn't resist pulling Jamie's other tit from her bra and joining her in sucking it.

In response to the ministrations of two beautiful women Jamie was in heaven having her beautiful feminine tits sucked.

After a while I said, "Jackie has come to spend the next 2 weeks with us, her boyfriend Jeff is out of town working."

As I said this I noticed that Jamie seemed very happy for me but there was also sadness.

As Jackie and I retired to our room (Jamie's and mine that is), Jamie went off somewhere, I assumed she had gone to her old room to get changed out of her waitress uniform, maybe she felt uncomfortable undressing in front of Jackie.

"So," Jackie asked, "it seems like you have a beautiful playmate there in Jamie."

"Yeah," I replied, "it's true, I just can't seem to keep my hands off her," I continued, giggling.

"So how did it happen?" Jackie asked. "Why did James suddenly start developing female characteristics?"

I explained to Jackie about the Deblock therapy I had bought for Jamie and how it was allowing the Law of Attraction to help Jamie realize her deepest desires.

Then suddenly I started getting worried about Jamie, she was still in her old room, and then it dawned on me, she thought I didn't want her anymore now I had a real pussy to entertain me.

I mentioned this to Jackie, saying that Jamie had a silly notion that I might abandon her because she was not a true woman.

"Maybe she has a point," Jackie said, "after all she still has a dick, and it's pussy that you crave."

"But," I said, "she will become a true woman, can't you see that, everyday she becomes more feminine, can't you see that."

"Maybe it's your wishful thinking," Jackie continued, "what if she just remains stuck in her shemale form, could you live with that?"

So it was, that for the first time since Jamie had had Deblock therapy, that I considered the possibility that Jamie might not transform into a true woman. As I thought long and hard about this I realized something, I wanted Jamie with me for the rest of my life on whatever terms.

So I said to Jackie, "While it is true that I will always crave pussy, it is also true that I love Jamie and always will with or without a pussy. If she never gets one I will just have to make other arrangements to tend to my need, but I will always be with Jamie, no matter what."

"So what are you waiting for," declared Jackie, "call Jamie in, and let's get this threesome started."

In a commanding voice I called Jamie into the room and as she entered the room, my heart went out to her. My poor Jamie saw Jackie and I naked on the bed together and still assumed that she was to be excluded from our sexual adventures. She had not even taken off her waitress uniform but rather had simply been sitting in her old room thinking about being alone at night for the next 2 weeks.

When I told her to remove her clothes and jump on the bed with us, her face lit up with such joy, and when I extolled the virtues of her pussy eating skills to Jackie, Jackie was eager to find out for herself just how adept Jaime had become.

As my beautiful Jamie got to work eating out on my longtime friend and many times lover Jackie, I felt so proud of my Jamie as she had Jackie squealing in pleasure on the bed. And not wishing to miss out on the action I pushed my own sopping wet pussy into Jackie's face reveling in the feel of her tongue in my pussy as I watched Jamie's beautiful locks of hair spread over Jackie's groin.

I had not told Jamie that Jackie was a squirter and so it came as a surprise to Jamie when her face was drenched by the emissions from Jackie's pussy, but Jamie did not miss a beat, she dutifully sucked up all of Jackie's female cum like a trouper.

After a few orgasms we huddled on the bed together for a while and then switched positions. Now I had Jamie eat me out while I attended to Jackie's pussy.

It had been a while since I had had a pussy in my mouth and I had been really missing it. Now as I licked and sucked at Jackie's beautiful pussy and her clit I was in heaven as I came myself again and again under Jamie's seemingly innocent yet expert tongue, I felt proud that I had taught her so well.

At that moment Jackie suddenly took Jamie's dick in her mouth as I continued to eat her out and Jamie continued to eat her out. Now we formed a circle of ecstasy on the bed pushing each other to further and further heights of sexual pleasure.

Somehow the sight of Jackie sucking off Jamie actually seemed to turn me on, as despite her good sized dick I could not think of Jamie as male in any way.

Finally Jamie came in Jackie's mouth who greedily sucked it up.

That night we all fell asleep huddled together and I dreamed of eating out Jackie while Jamie ate me out coming with waves of orgasm one after the other.

All the nights for the next fortnight with Jackie were wild sexual orgies for the three of us and although Jamie never got to fuck Jackie, Jackie did make it clear to Jamie that she enjoyed taking Jamie in her mouth and making her cum. She also commented that Jamie's cum had a pleasant sweet taste.

In the last few days of that fortnight, Jackie made the comment, "I would like Jeff to cum all over Jamie's beautiful tits, so I could lick it off them."

At first I thought she was just joking with us but it became clear that she was serious.

"I know it's not your thing, but could you let Jeff and I have Jamie some time to indulge my fantasies." Jackie asked.

"Sure," I replied, taking it for granted that Jamie would do it.

I think that Jamie was so grateful for the way Jackie had orally pleased her over the last few days that she would have agreed to anything Jackie asked at that moment.

The following afternoon I went to pick up Jamie from the art gallery owned by his friend Annabel and met her for the first time.

I was immediately struck by Annabel's strident personality and physical beauty. It was easy for me to see why Jamie (then James) had dated her for a while several years back.

As I admired Annabel's physique I could feel my pussy getting wet, and by the predatory way she looked at me it was obvious that she felt the same. Writing down her number and thrusting it in my hand she implored me to give her a call, and sooner rather than later.

A couple of days later Jackie's boyfriend Jeff arrived and she moved out of our apartment. The following night we were invited over for a sex session so that Jeff could watch the three of us together and cum over Jamie's tits so she (Jackie) could lick the cum off them.

So it was that we all stripped naked and the three of us started to perform in front of Jeff.

Now Jackie started to give Jamie head while Jamie ate me out, as we had done many times before, only this time instead of finishing Jamie off with her mouth she planted her pussy on Jamie's long, girly pole, sitting facing me, playing with my tits and snogging me hard as she rode Jamie, and Jamie's now expert tongue probed my depths.

With the feel of Jackie's embrace, Jamie's probing tongue and Jackie's hard snogging I felt like I was in heaven, and I started to cum harder than I had ever cum before. At the same time I noticed a bitter sweet taste in my mouth and it suddenly dawned on me that I was tasting the after taste of Jamie's cum, to my surprise I liked it.

Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that Jeff was as hard as a rock and was wanking himself and strangely the thought of being watched like this only served to turn me on more and cum harder.  

Then Jeff announced he was going to cum, at which point Jackie lifted herself from Jamie's dick and went over and started to suck Jeff off who quickly came hard in her mouth, it was obvious that the scene that had played out in front of his eyes had turned him on very much.

Now after Jeff whispered in Jackie's ear she came over and went on her hands and knees in front of Jamie, her ass in Jamie's face and she implored Jamie to fuck her doggy style.

Then Jamie, inexperienced as she was in fucking, slowly pushed her long hard dick inside Jackie's warm accepting pussy, with Jackie giving Jamie encouraging words as she pushed her way all the way inside Jackie.

As I watched the scene before my eyes I imagined myself fucking Jackie hard with a strapon as I had done on several occasions in the past at Jackie's insistence.

When Jamie was all the way inside Jackie I noticed the look of ecstasy on her face, just knowing that Jackie was enchanted at the idea of having a hard warm throbbing dick inside her which belonged to a beautiful woman.

As I watched Jamie and Jackie together I found myself wanting to be in Jamie's place fucking the beautiful Jackie (with a strapon in my case), and feeling Jackie's tits and kissing her neck as I fucked her hard.

Then I suddenly realized that I was starting to consider what it might be like to be fucked by my Jamie, having her warm throbbing dick inside me while feeling her tits against my back and her whispering words of love in my ear, in her gentle female voice while she fucked me.

For a moment I was horrified that I was even considering the idea of having a dick inside me, given my part traumatic experiences and the fact that only women turned me on. On the other hand I found that I was justifying to myself the idea of being fucked by Jamie claiming to myself that it would just be like being fucked with a warm dildo, anyhow, this dick was on a very sweet, very feminine woman.

It was at this moment that my thoughts were interrupted by Jackie suggesting that I place my pussy in front of Jackie for her to eat out while she was being fucked by Jamie. She told me that it was a fantasy of Jeff's and hers for her to be fucked by a shemale while eating out another woman.

As Jackie started to eat me out I soon realized that her urgency and ardor was increased by the fact that at the same time she was being fucked by Jamie. Her tongue went deeper into my pussy and her sucking on my clit was more intense. The result was that she gave me the best head that she had ever given me. I had never squirted when engaging in sexual activity before, but on that occasion I did, and Jackie although surprised, greedily gulped down my cum.

After many multiple orgasms from myself and Jackie Jeff finally wanked himself to a release and soon after Jamie came hard inside Jackie.

After this I lay on the bed panting after so much exertion as did Jamie, but Jackie would not let Jamie rest commanding her to eat her own cum which she had deposited inside Jackie. As Jamie performed her duty I sat back on Jackie's face riding her tongue to two more orgasms.

Now Jeff had become hard again from seeing Jamie suck her own cum out of Jackie, and Jackie now wanted to fulfill another of her sexual fantasies, which was to be spit roasted by Jeff and a shemale, I had to admire Jackie's imagination and stamina when it came to sexual matters.

Watching Jackie get spit roasted I found myself really turned on, again imagining myself in Jackie's position between the two dicks, as I watched this, I found myself thinking that there may be some benefits to being bisexual.

When Jamie then wanked Jeff off until he came all over Jamie's tits and then proceeded to lick Jeff's cum off them.

Then, despite myself, I masturbated to 2 orgasms watching this scene.     After this Jeff fucked Jackie while she sucked Jamie off and I sat on Jamie's face who brought me to two more orgasm's with her talented tongue.

All in all it had been a very satisfying night although in some ways disturbing in a sexual sense.

Did I really want a dick in me? Even if it came packaged with my beautiful Jamie, whom I now realized I loved.....................     Will Ashley continue to secretly crave Jamie's dick, despite her traumatic upbringing?

If you want to find out, keep reading the following chapters of this epic saga.



The Law of Attraction Ch. 06



This story is a transsexual fantasy.

Before reading this chapter I highly recommend that you read chapters 1 to 5.

The first four chapters of this tale were told from the prospective of James/Jamie who started out as a shy cross dresser.

This is the second chapter to be told by Ashley a hard core lesbian who becomes attracted and eventually falls in love with Jamie, the feminine side of James.

The main plot device around which the whole tale is built is Deblock therapy, a therapy that unlocks the full power of the human mind and allows 'The Law of Attraction' to fulfill people's deepest desires, in this case allowing the physical transformation of a man to a woman...... 



"Imagine starting to believe in yourself and your infinite possibilities. Imagine believing you deserve everything you want out of life. Imagine getting everything you want out of life.

Once you apply the 'Law of Attraction' everything is possible."

My name is Ashley, and I am an orphan who lost my parents at a very early age. I did not fare well in the state adoption and fell into the hands of a very cruel pedophile who sexually abused myself and other children both girls and boys.

The result of the cruel abuses of this man was that I grew up hating and fearing men. Also by natural inclination I was attracted to women anyway. 

For some reason however I was not successful in my relationships with women, the only exception being my long time friend and lover Jackie who was bisexual. Jackie however had always honestly told me that her ultimate desire was to find a man who she could settle down and have children with.

It was when Jackie, who had been sharing an apartment with me, finally met the man of her dreams, Jeff, and moved out to live with him, that I ended up having to find a new person to share the apartment with me.

After a long period of trying to find a co-sharer and having one woman steal from me and having a disastrous relationship with another woman, I finally on impulse and against my better judgment, I decided to try sharing my apartment with a man, James.

Despite my fear and hatred of men, I finally justified my decision to share with James because he was physically weak and could be described as the type of man who couldn't hurt a fly. Another plus I thought was that there was no chance of me getting into another of my disastrous relationships with 'him'.

Over time against my expectations I formed a close friendship with James, I think a lot of it had to do with the fact that he was so non-threatening and seemed to think more like a woman than a man. Then finding that James was a cross dresser I started to become attracted to the feminine side of him calling him Jamie in my mind and wanting to see him dressed.

Things came to a head when I was dumped by a young woman that I was having a relationship with. I turned to James for consolation making him dress for me and later helped him to dress as a woman. I found that James was starting to look better in female form than even I had anticipated and the more I helped him to dress and act as a woman in private the more I obsessed over the idea of him needing to become a woman.

Then I stumbled upon deblock therapy which allowed people to become aligned with their subconscious desires and paid for a course for James, in my own mind believing that this would allow him/her to become a woman, and as James/Jamie was becoming more female every day I entered into a full blown relationship with her except that I would not do anything with her dick.

After this we had a nightly threesome with Jackie while Jeff was out of town and Jackie being bisexual sucked Jamie's dick for the first time. Later on Jeff's return we all met up together and had a night of sex where Jackie asked Jamie to fuck her. The night culminated with Jeff cumming on Jamie's tits and Jackie licking them clean.

Strangely I began to harbor the idea of wanting to feel Jamie's 'female' dick inside me.

While I had begun to contemplate the idea of Jamie's girly dick inside me however I was a long way from actually believing it would ever happen. Looking back on it this was probably a result of my childhood at the hands of a pedophile.

After the 2 wonderful weeks which Jamie and I had spent with my friend Jackie, one week after Jackie had moved out I was already missing her. Don't get me wrong Jamie gave the most incredible head and I couldn't get enough of sucking her beautiful tits which were now larger than mine, but a woman like me always wants a pussy to play with, and I suspected that Jamie was missing all the attention that Jackie had paid to her dick.

While I was thinking about missing Jackie and missing pussy I suddenly remembered Jamie's gallery owner friend Annabel and the way she had implored me to give her a call, shoving a piece of paper with her telephone number into my hand. Annabel was a very attractive woman and I liked her take charge attitude and there was no mistaking the lust in her eyes when she looked at me.

So I picked up the phone and called Annabel and was glad to hear Annabel's eager response to my voice, "You made me really horny when you came to pick up James that day." This woman didn't beat around the bush.

"Did I", I replied, innocently.

"You know you did", Annabel countered.

"Look I have a proposition for you but I don't want to talk about it on the phone", she continued.

"Well why don't you come over to my apartment and tell me about it", I said, hoping I would get some action that night.

So I explained to Annabel how to get to the apartment and within 30 minutes she was at my door.

When Annabel arrived at my door looking all sophisticated in black lycra leggings, and top with a black leather jacket and black leather boots with 5 inch heels, I got wet just looking at her. This woman certainly had style and I couldn't stop myself imagining eating out her tight cunt.

I poured us each a glass of white wine, and after a little small talk Annabel quickly got round to her proposition.

"The truth is I just broke up with my boyfriend of a few months," Annabel said, "I loved his masculine ways, but the truth is that he was too full of himself.

As it happens I had been reminiscing about some of my explorations with the female sex in high school and was curious about getting it on with women as a change so to speak. The thing is though, I crave cock, and couldn't imagine a night of sex without having a fat juicy cock in my cunt."

"Hmmm... ", I said, "I guess you've have a bit of a dilemma then."  

"Indeed... ", replied Annabel, "but then I got to thinking about James.

Lately he has been painting some very feminine art and he seems to look more female every day. He always was a bit effeminate, always thought more like a woman, but now he seems more like a woman than a man. I mean the way he walks and speaks, his gestures, his ear rings and long hair, goddamit, he even appears to be growing breasts.

To be honest I have often thought about pinching his shapely ass or undoing his ponytail and running my hands through his luxurious locks."

"Anyway," Annabel continued, "I was thinking about suggesting that I feminize James, he seems to be more than half way there already, because I think that his art looks as if it was produced by a woman and a pretty woman artist would be a good promotion point for his work.

As I thought about this I saw the opportunity also to have a relationship with a 'female' and still get cock, but I still wanted to experience playing with a pussy. When you arrived to pick up James, everything fell into place for me, I could tell by the look in your eyes that you were lusting after me."

"So... " Annabel finished dramatically, "how about it, we feminize James and have a three way relationship, that way everybody's a winner, I get cock and an opportunity to explore my bi side, you get pussy, and James gets to dip his, or should I say her wick."

"You seem to be very sure of yourself," I said, trying to tease her a little, in reality I couldn't wait to put my tongue deep inside her pussy.

"I'm a good judge of what people want, that's what makes me a successful art promoter." Annabel replied, "So how about it?"

"I'm in," I replied.

"So all we need to do is persuade James to let himself be feminized," Annabel said.

"Oh, I don't think that that will be a problem." I replied, trying to suppress a snigger.

Just at that moment Jamie arrived back from her shift as a waitress still in her waitress clothes, and I went to the door to I let her in. Jamie looked a bit nervous when she saw Annabel, Annabel of course had never seen Jamie in female clothes and makeup. Suddenly I remembered that Jamie as James had been out on a couple of dates with Annabel, but now Annabel would never see him/her in the same light again, somehow the idea turned me on.

As I introduced Jamie to Annabel it was obvious that she had no idea that it was (or should I say had been) James. Now I was trying very hard to contain my laughter.

I said to Annabel, "Of course you know Jamie already."

"I do?" Annabel replied.

"Well you see her regularly about her art work," I said unable to keep the laughter out of my voice.

Now Annabel took a closer look at Jamie and suddenly it clicked.

"James?" she said hesitantly, "Christ, you're beautiful."

I then said, "It's funny, Annabel came here with 2 proposals for me:

1.That I help feminize so you can promote yourself as a female artist

2. That you in your feminized form and I become her lesbian lovers"

"As for the first," I said, "I think that you would agree Annabel that the task has been accomplished?"

"Fuck yes," said Ashley, "she literally takes my breath away."

"As for the second," I continued, "Well Annabel needs a cock and I need pussy, and I am sure you would not say no to getting sucked and fucked Jamie."

Annabel then went on to explain to Jamie what we had been talking about before she arrived. She finally ended by saying that she had begun to think that Jamie would look good as a woman but never expected the beautiful woman who now stood in front of her. 

I felt a surge of pride as Annabel said this, complimenting 'my Jamie' in this way. I went on to say, "You haven't seen the best of it yet, wait till you see Jamie naked."

Soon we were in my bedroom, and Annabel and I quickly tripped off, I was eager for pussy and my eyes quickly honed in on Annabel's juicy snatch. I was soaking wet just imagining putting my tongue deep inside her.

Annabel's eyes were glued to Jamie as she removed her clothes, and when Jamie revealed her tits it blew Annabel's mind saying "OH FUCK, THEYRE REAL."

"Yes her tits are 100% girl." I said proudly, "Nice aren't they?" 

"Nice!" Annabel responded, "They're fucking fantastic." 

With an amused giggle, I said, "You want a taste?"

"Fuck yes," replied Annabel, "just let me at em."

It was a big turn on for me to see Annabel roughly push Jamie back on the bed and take one of Jamie's tits in her mouth. I loved showing Jamie off to other women, I think because it confirmed in my mind just how far Jamie had progressed in becoming a woman, god damn her Jamie's tits were bigger than mine now.

I also got off on the idea that Annabel had once dated Jamie as a man, there was no way that she could think of Jamie as a man anymore, even as she took Jamie's now rock hard dick in her hand.

Once again I found myself secretly being turned on by Jamie's smooth dick, it was a beautiful girly dick I thought to myself, and even as I had this thought, I pushed it to the back of my mind. What was I thinking, I thought to myself. What kind of lesbian was I?

As Annabel suckled on one tit I greedily took the other in my mouth first teasing Jamie's nipple and then steadily increasing the suction. The soft supple flesh felt incredible in my mouth and I thought to myself as I had many times before that it would have been a crying shame if Jamie had never grown tits.

Now Annabel suddenly let go of Jamie's dick and stopped sucking her nipple and she assumed the doggie position commanding Jamie to fuck her while roughly pulling my pussy up to her mouth. Annabel's dominant behavior was really turning me on and I cried out as her stiff tongue entered my pussy.

Suddenly Annabel's stimulation of my pussy became more intense as Jamie pushed right inside her and she only broke for a moment to command Jamie to grab her tit as Jamie fucked her. It was obvious to me that being fucked by Jamie meant that her eating out of my pussy so much more intense.

It was clear that this woman clearly loved cock and by the passionate way that she was eating me out it became clear that she was also beginning to love eating pussy.

Again the thought came into my mind that I suddenly wanted to be fucked by Jamie, it didn't matter that it was a cock I told myself, it was on a girl and besides I had had many dildos inside me. Again I had to push the thought to the back of my mind.

I came five times that night under Annabel's eager tongue and by the sound of it Annabel must have come six times from having Jamie's dick in her before Jamie finally shot her load. Finally we all fell asleep exhausted from so much physical activity.

The following night I just had to get my tongue inside Annabel's juicy pussy and I got her to spread her legs on the bed in front of me while I lovingly licked her clit with the tip of my tongue then as she started to cum with an shuddering orgasm I thrust my tongue deep inside her stabbing at the center of her pleasure and tasting her cum.

At the same time I thrust my ass in the air as I went down on Annabel and had Jamie lick my cunt from behind. As I brought Annabel to one shuddering orgasm after another I had a number of intense orgasms myself under Jamie's talented tongue.

After a while Annabel had to stop for a breather, panting she said, "WOW, I've never had such intense orgasms from being eaten out before, and I've been eaten out by some very experienced guys."

"Welcome to the Joys of lesbian sex." I said proudly.

Then suddenly Annabel said, "What about Jamie, how good is she?"

"Oh, Jamie is very good," I replied, "the only woman I know who is as good at giving head as Jamie is my friend Jackie, amazing really given that Jamie has only been doing it for a short time, but then again she is a very eager learner and has been taught by the best."

I continued, "But don't take my word for it, find out for yourself, as long as you promise to do me while she does you."

"Deal," said Annabel, "but I feel like such an amateur compared with such accomplished tongues."

"Don't worry," I said, "you're a natural, and what you lack in experience you make up for in enthusiasm as long as you have something inside your pussy, and Jamie's tongue is delicious.

So it was that I sat my dripping pussy on Annabel's face while Jamie went to work on eating her out.

Annabel said, "Oh... FUCK YESSS...." before going to work on my pussy.

Again I felt proud of my Jamie, as she brought Annabel to orgasm 7 times while, in her enthusiasm, Annabel made me cum 4 times. Then as we stopped to draw our breaths after another hot session, I said, "Well Annabel?"

"Well Jamie is definitely no longer James," Annabel replied, "she eats pussy just like a girl, a very very good girl." This last was in a very sultry tone.

I noticed, that Jamie seemed a little warn out and this was confirmed when she asked if we were calling it a night, but Annabel was having none of it.

"What," she cried in consternation, "but I haven't had your lovely cock in my pussy yet, and that was the agreement, I get cock every night while we are in this relationship."

So Annabel sucked off Jamie for a little while to get her nice and hard before laying her on her back and mounting her cowgirl style, taking Jamie's stiff girly dick inside her.

I sat on Jamie's face feeling her caress the lips of my pussy with her tongue, while I concentrated on snogging Annabel, our nipples rubbing against each other as we kissed. We cried our ecstasy into each other's mouths as we kissed.

At times like this I felt like I was in heaven as Jamie's wonderful tongue took me to ever higher heights of physical pleasure I was becoming addicted to her wonderful tongue.

One evening Jamie had to work a late shift at the restaurant and Annabel and I were doing some heavy petting and sometimes talking while we waited for Jamie.

"You really want to experience Jamie's cock inside you don't you?" Annabel said suddenly.

Taken aback I just stared at her in astonishment.

"Don't say you haven't thought about it. I see the way you look at her dick when you think nobody is watching you. I see how it turns you on when she fucks me." Annabel continued. "I mean I know you are a lesbian and all, but you have to admit that it looks such a girly cock on Jamie.

To try to explain myself a little I told Annabel a little about my abusive childhood and how I had been repeatedly buggered by a man in authority.

"Oh my darling I am so sorry." Annabel said, "Nobody should ever go through something like that, but can I ask you a question?"

"Yes," I replied.

"Do you feel safe with Jamie?"

"Yes," I replied, suddenly feeling full of love for my Jamie, "safer than I have felt with anybody in my life." I said with conviction.

"It's just, that Jamie has the best cock I have ever experienced and she understands just what a woman wants. When she is inside you, you feel filled and loved and internally caressed." 

She continued, "I love you girl, and I just don't want you to miss out on something so wonderful. Just think about it, that's all."  

Finally after weeks of rehearsal the play that I was acting in opened on Broadway. The play was entitled 'Love and all that' about a group of friends growing up in LA, and I was one of the supporting actresses. Reviews for the play were good and I was happy to see myself described as 'an up and coming actress' in the entertainment press.

The play was doing so well that there was talk of extending for another season, so I was not surprised when I was offered a $25,000 retainer to appear in a second run. So returning to our apartment I was in a mood to celebrate with a $25,000 check in my hand.

When I entered our apartment however my mood was suddenly dampened on seeing Jamie in male clothes, the truth was that my Jamie did not play butch well.

I'm ashamed to say that I lost my rag a bit saying, "What the fuck are you doing at home dressed as a guy, you know how I love to see my pretty Jamie dressed in pretty skirts and dresses, or at least in a pretty top and Capri pants."

"I'm sorry," Jamie replied, trying to apologize, "I didn't expect you to get back so soon, so I didn't get ready for you."

Then I started crying, "I just don't see why you feel the need to dress yourself like a guy, when you don't even have the body for it."

Now I was really pissed, "I mean look at this," I said grabbing her luxurious tit hard, "guys don't have beautiful tits like this, or this shapely ass," I said, giving her ass a hard squeeze, "and as for your soft pretty face," I continued, "well it's just a joke trying to cover yourself up like you were a guy."

Now suddenly I felt the desire to make her see how ridiculous she looked, dressed as she was.

I sniggered in a malevolent sounding way, "for Christ's sake, look at yourself in a mirror and get real. Now I am going to fix something for us to eat, and when I am done I expect to see you in more appropriate attire."

As I went down stairs to prepare the food, I heard Jamie gently sobbing and in that moment my heart went out to her and I felt the urge to go and comfort her, but I was still mad at her for being dressed like crap, particularly when I was in a mood to celebrate with her.




The Law of Attraction Ch. 06



As I began to prepare the food however, I started to calm down. I started thinking about my darling girl, yes in her heart she had always wanted to explore her feminine side, yes she was loving the opportunity to be more true to herself, and yet the process of completely changing her perspective on the world was bound to take time. In reality in terms of being a woman she was still an innocent little girl, my baby girl.

I had to admit to myself that even though she was coming to love being Jamie, she was doing this as much for me as for herself because she wanted to make me happy, because she loved me so damn much.

So I lovingly prepared her favorite food, a tuna stake accompanied with an expensive white wine.

When Jamie came down the sight of her almost took my breath away. She had on a short white strappy sundress with a tiered skirt that showed plenty of leg and some strappy white pumps with 3 inch heels, and she had let down her luxurious blond hair, which now came well below her shoulders. 

I also noticed she wasn't wearing any makeup but the natural home girl look was great for her with her beautiful feminine facial features with full lips pert nose and long eye lashes. All in all she was the perfect image of innocence, tinged with an unconscious seductiveness.

As I looked at her my pussy became suddenly wet and if I had not been so hungry I would have had her eat me out right there and then, I was imagining her going down on me while I ran my hands through her luxurious hair.

As we ate I told her about my $25,000 retainer and how I had arranged to swap a shift in the restaurant so that I could come home early to celebrate.

"WOW," Jamie exclaimed, "I am so pleased for you. And by the way that dress is gorgeous."

One thing I loved about Jamie was that when she said something to me I could tell that she meant it. As her eyes fell on my expensive red minidress, showing off all my curves, I just knew she was imagining slowly removing it from me and then going down on my soaking wet pussy.

"I love that dress you are wearing now," I said in turn, "it makes you look so girly." 

And innocent I thought to myself, wickedly thinking that while in reality Jamie was innocent in many ways, her expert tongue in my pussy told another story. The idea that I had somehow corrupted her by turning her into an expert in oral sex really turned me on, even though I knew that Jamie had always been a willing participant.

Then I said, ashamed of myself, "By the way, I was way out of line earlier when I shouted at you like I did, it was just that I was in a mood to celebrate, and you looked like shit. I guess I understand that you still will have some attachment to being male, I just wish you would completely accept your new identity as Jamie, the beautiful hot bombshell that you have become."

For a moment I thought Jamie might come back with some sharp comment about the way I had humiliated her, but it wasn't to be. Instead, on hearing these words she kissed me hard on the mouth pushing her tongue into my mouth as I reciprocated pushing my tongue into hers. Jamie had accepted my apology completely in the way it had been intended, she was so trusting of me.

At that moment I promised myself that I would never knowingly betray Jamie's trust, I loved this woman, I really loved her. She was my soul mate my endless love, oh how I loved her.

That night I called up Annabel so we could go out and celebrate with her and she said it would be her treat refusing to let us pay for anything, Annabel was independently wealthy so I let it go.

We had agreed to meet up at one of New York's top most expensive night clubs and we all went by taxi, knowing that we would be drinking heavily.

That night, Annabel danced with a lot of guys and even snogged a few, while Jamie and myself, when we weren't drinking spent most of the time with our tongues down each other's throats, while we felt up each other's tits.

Although Annabel seemed to be having fun with some of the guys, she always came back to us.

One time she said, "Now I know remember why I stopped dating guys for a while. After being with you girls I have been spoilt, but seeing these guys here reminds me that most of them are dickheads."

I heartily agreed to this, but Jamie, being a little drunk said, "Remember I am a guy also."

We looked at Jamie in her short white sundress and strappy white pumps, with her natural tits clearly on display, Annabel and I couldn't stop ourselves from laughing.

I was trying to think of something witty to say, but Annabel beat me to it, whispering in Jamie's ear but using a stage whisper so I could hear she said "look darling, I love your beautiful cock, but as far as I am concerned you are all girl."

Coming from a woman who had dated Jamie (then James) as a man, I realized that this comment was probably quite emasculating to Jamie, but fortunately Jamie was a little too drunk to argue and let it go.

The truth was that Annabel had said what needed to be said, I was just glad that it didn't come from me. Feeling very grateful to Annabel, I smiled my thanks at her, which she acknowledged with a wink.

That night we all returned to Annabel's apartment, where after we all got naked and Annabel had got Jamie nice and hard with her talented tongue, she mounted her cowgirl and appeared to be in a trance savoring the feel of Jamie's dick inside her.

As I watched Annabel savoring having Jamie's dick deep inside her, not for the first time, I secretly envied Annabel for the experience she was having.

Now I sat on Jamie's face and her wonderful tongue soon got to work on my clit and pussy, intermittently lightly flicking my clit and stabbing deep inside my pussy.

As Jamie got to work on my pussy, I got to work on Annabel's tits grabbing them in my hands and sucking her nipples for all I was worth, as I did this Jamie's talented tongue took me to heaven 6 times before we all finally collapsed on the bed exhausted. 

Finally the day arrived of the exhibition of Jamie's art work and I was so proud of my beautiful girlfriend. Annabel had done an amazing job of promoting it, slowly building up the anticipation and getting Jamie's work know little by little in the right circles.

On the opening night Annabel had arranged a big opening ceremony with party to follow and the guest list was very impressive. Annabel and I had also attended to all the details of getting Jamie, ready, her clothes, makeup, jewelry, hair style etc.

Annabel had also taken in hand the way in which Jamie would be introduced to high society of art and entertainment, as a really hot lesbian, with an equally hot partner, myself. This meant that Annabel also gave me several thousand pounds to spend on my own clothes, jewelry and styling for the event.

I had bought myself a really tight fitting white strapless dress that was straight across my breast and showed off my curves and tan to perfection, and the beautiful black haired Annabel wore similar clothes to mine. Then Jamie arrived and she literally took my breath away. 

Her dress was a little black dress designed by a top designer, which had a halter neck, had a very low back and the skirt came to mid thigh. Her shoes were velvet material, and open toed, showing her beautiful black painted toe nails and had 4 inch heels.

Her perfectly styled platinum blond hair contrasted perfectly with her black dress and she had a single diamond pendant round her neck which matched her ear rings. 

Together Jamie, Annabel and I were taken to the exhibition in a stretched limo and when we stepped out onto the red carpet, Annabel told Jamie and I to hold hands and kiss for the camera so that people could see that we were a couple.

As I kissed Jamie in front of the cameras, I was so proud of my beautiful Jamie. She had come so far as an artist and as a woman, and I was proud to call her my girlfriend in front of all these people.

Once inside there were people from both the art and entertainment industry and while Annabel went round her friends in the art world introducing Jamie to them I got talking to a Broadway producer who offered me the lead role in a play to be shown in 6 months time, this was just the opportunity I had been looking for.

Later that night, Jamie, Annabel and I, found ourselves being felt up by award winning actresses that I had never expected to meet in my life. Then after making our apologies the three of us left for Annabel's apartment.

Annabel was like a sex maniac that night first getting Jamie to fuck her hard doggie style while she ate me out. Then she wanted Jamie to fuck her in the ass while at the same time admitting she had never had a dick in her before.

Remembering my own experiences of having been abused in the ass as a child, I said to Annabel, "Why and why now?"

"Because it is something I have always wanted to experience." Annabel replied, "And up until now I had never found someone understanding enough of women to try it with, somebody I could trust completely, but then I met Jamie."

As Annabel got Jamie to lube her up and started explaining how to gently put her dick inside, it was obvious that Annabel had read up on this. And I, far from being disturbed by the scene in front of my eyes, found myself being turned on by it.

Once Jamie was fully inside her, Annabel got Jamie to roll on her back so that Annabel was laying on top of there, and then got me to lie on top of her, tits to tits and pussy to soaking wet pussy. And as I rubbed my body against Annabel I kissed Jamie hard our tongues going deep into each others' mouths as Annabel became a mass of erotic sensations sandwiched between our bodies.

After coming for the ninth time, Annabel cried out, "Holy shit, this is incredible."

The following day, Annabel had arranged for Jamie to do a piece and a photo shoot for a top fashion magazine, and Jamie was a little nervous about it so she asked me to come along. She needn't have been nervous because in her new 'Jamie the celebrity' persona she blew the editorial staff away and both Jamie and I got asked if we wanted to go on a date with the pretty sub editor, a red headed older woman.

The piece involved a short biography of Jamie, with the second pert being her life with me and a picture of us together. The photo shoot included Jamie in 3 very pretty dresses with accessories, the last of which, a very pretty black minidress, Jamie was allowed to wear home.

When we arrived at Annabel's luxury apartment, where we were currently staying, Annabel took one look at Jamie in that dress and wanted to fuck her. I could understand completely because I had the same sentiments, but Jamie was hungry and wanted to eat first.

That night while Annabel rode Jamie cowgirl style, I sat on her face so she could eat me out while I played with Jamie's tits. They were really beautiful now, and my Jamie was a beautiful woman inside and out. As usual thoughts of wanting Jamie's girly dick came to my mind unbidden.

I knew that Jamie was beautiful, but after the piece came out in the fashion magazine, it now seemed that many other woman thought she was beautiful also, with many young women wearing the exclusive clothes that Jamie had worn in the photo shoot.

Teenage girls would approach me in the street and ask for my autograph as a result of my photograph appearing in the piece on Jamie, and in restaurants I would get told that I was lucky to have Jamie as a girlfriend and Jamie would get told she was lucky to have me. We could only agree that we were lucky to have one another.

At this time my current season on Broadway was coming to an end, and Jamie's career as an artist was really taking off as a result of Annabel's expert promotion. Right now it seemed that in the media it was hot to be a lesbian or bisexual woman, particularly if you were really cute, and as a celebrity lesbian couple, Jamie and I were riding the top of the wave.

Annabel herself did not escape notoriety when it came out that she was having a regular threesome with Jamie and I. The source of the leak of course was Annabel who had discreetly planted rumors among friends and acquaintances.

As a result of the revelation that the beautiful and wealthy gallery owner and art promoter was in a relationship with the hottest lesbian couple in town, many up and coming artists started asking Annabel to promote their work, particularly young women, but also a number of gay men. Annabel's gallery also received a lot of attention with the number of people visiting to buy works, more than doubling over the previous year.

When Annabel also blatantly announced that she was bisexual and loved a strong manly man, she was inundated with requests from men to go on dates with her. On many chat shows it became a running joke that Annabel was top of the list of favorite dates for many male, and female celebrities with the prospect of a threesome clearly on the agenda in many people's minds.

I once asked Annabel if she ever resented the publicity, particularly some of the crude jokes that were coming out, and Annabel replied;

"No, on the contrary, in my line of work any publicity is good publicity, and besides there must be many worse fates than being the number one wet dream of most adolescent boys and many adolescent girls."

Annabel's statement that she was attracted to strong manly men would become prophetic when Jeff's brother, Alex, came to town.

Jeff the strong and manly yet sensitive partner to my one time live in lover, now occasional lover Jackie, and although I had initially resented him for taking my Jackie away from me, I just couldn't dislike him, even though I had tried hard enough in the early days.

Jeff was the strong, yet sensitive type, was very outgoing and always knew the right words to say, the kind of guy that you couldn't help but like. Even I, a lesbian could see the attraction in a guy like Jeff, and could totally understand why my bisexual friend Jackie had fallen for him, damn it, if I hadn't been a lesbian I would have gone for him myself. Besides, Jackie had always told me that she was looking for a guy to settle down with.

Well it turned out that Alex shared many of the qualities of his brother Jeff, so from the moment that Annabel and Alex laid eyes on each other I just knew they would fall for each other.

Alex and Annabel, like Jackie and Jeff, were both people who were completely secure in themselves they knew exactly what they wanted in life, and right now they wanted each other. Annabel had always told Jamie and I that she was taking a break from men, she never said that she was giving them up, just waiting for the right man to turn up. Well now that man had arrived.

What surprised Jamie and I was not that Annabel and Alex would fall for each other but rather how quickly things progressed. Alex invited Annabel to go on a cruise for several months so they could get to know each other, and Annabel immediately accepted. The cruise was for the following week.

Annabel left Jamie and me just at the moment when we had time on our hands. We had just moved into a luxury apartment with a view of the harbor, and resigned from our waitressing jobs as we were now making plenty of money from my acting and selling Jamie's art work. Also the last night of my Broadway play was fast approaching so I would have even more time on my hands.

Don't get me wrong, in one respect I embraced the idea of spending time alone just with Jamie. I realized now that I loved her more than I had ever loved anybody in my life, more than I thought I could love anybody. Yes I would miss having another woman's pussy to play with, but Jamie gave the best head bar none, she had beautiful tits and ass, beautiful long blond hair, I could stroke feel and touch her body endlessly and feel her soft lips on my pussy and tits.

No! The real problem I had was something I could never admit to Jamie, I could hardly admit it to myself, it was my growing obsession with having Jamie's dick inside me. Annabel had been right when she said that I wanted it, and yet I was a lesbian I told myself, at the same time I couldn't conceive of a dick inside me. 

I was starting to have flashbacks of being sexually abused as a child, having a dick forced into my ass in a situation when I had no control, I was violated. I could never let a dick inside me could I?

Even while I had these thoughts, I brushed up against Jamie's naked body as she slept and took her soft dick in my hand and felt it hardening as I held it. Then very gently I brushed it against the lips of my pussy, being careful not to wake her. I was thinking to myself that I loved Jamie, so I had to love every part of her, including her beautiful dick. The truth was that I did.

One night we got together with Jackie and Jeff, and Jamie was well aware how much I had been missing pussy.

We were all pretty drunk and I had eaten Jackie out and Jamie had fucked her, and as before Jeff had cum all over Jamie's tits and Jackie had licked the cum off and shared some with Jamie.

Well this was all really turning me on and I became obsessed with eating out Jamie's pussy again, when Jamie suddenly announced that she wanted to see Jamie suck off Jeff's cock.

Now Jackie looked for support saying, "What about you Jeff, are you ok with it?"

"I'd love it if Jamie sucked me," he said, "I can't think of her as anything other than a girl now anyway."

Jamie then said, "I don't know Jackie I feel a bit weird about it."

Suddenly my heart went out to Jamie, myself, I couldn't imagine the idea of sucking a dick, and I was about to tell Jackie that she shouldn't push Jamie to do it, when Jackie more than a little drunk said;

"Ashley only gets to eat me out if you suck Jeff off."

In my own drunken state all I could think about was getting my tongue and lips onto Jackie's juicy pussy, so selfishly I said, "Please Jamie I need this."

I could see that Jamie was really struggling with this and yet I really wanted Jackie's pussy, so it suddenly came out;

"I'll let you fuck me, when we are alone."

The moment I said this I regretted it, I knew that Jamie would assume that I would change my mind later and not allow her to fuck me, and yet would do it because she knew I was sincere at that moment and understood the extent of my need.

Tears started to come to my eyes as I watched Jamie take Jeff's dick in her hand and gently start to lick it and then suck it. At that moment I vowed that I would let Jamie fuck me, whatever it took to allow myself to take Jamie's dick inside me, the truth was that it had become my deepest desire.

As I watched the scene before me, my sadness turned to excitement. As Jeff started to moan from Jamie sucking her off I aggressively pulled Jackie's pussy towards my mouth not taking my eyes off the scene in front of me for one moment, Jackie seemed equally transfixed by what she was seeing.

As I continued to watch my beautiful Jamie sucking off Jeff, while I teased Jackie's clit biting on it with my teeth, it seemed to me that Jamie was beginning to enjoy sucking Jeff off.

Now Jackie got into the 69 position while we continued to stare transfixed at Jamie and Jeff.

After coming several times each, Jackie and I finally split and I saw that Jeff was ready to cum. Just before he did Jackie knelt before Jeff with her breasts protruding under Jeff's dick and Jamie wanked Jeff off so that his cum sprayed all over Jackie's tits. Now without being told Jamie licked the cum off Jackie's tits before sharing it with her.

After this Jackie took Jamie's dick and put it in her and looked at me as she did. As I watched Jamie fucking Jackie I was imagining that it was me being fucked by Jamie with her beautiful cock deep inside me.

As soon as Jamie had cum in Jackie I pushed my dripping cunt in her face pulling her to me and making her lick me to orgasm one time after another while Jeff fucked Jackie doggie style easily slipping into her freshly used cunt.




The Law of Attraction Ch. 06



Finally I pulled Jamie up to my breasts and we fell asleep with my beautiful Jamie sucking my nipple.

A few hours later I woke up, and couldn't get back to sleep again with all the thoughts rushing through my head, I wanted to be alone for a while so I gently removed Jamie's lips from my nipple and went into the living room sitting on the sofa.

A few minutes later Jackie came out to join me, at that moment, Jackie was the last person I wanted to see.

"You selfish bitch," I whispered.

"You had your little fantasy of wanting to see Jeff sucked off by a shemale and you just had to make it happen. I should know you told me about it enough times."

"Look, no harm done," Jackie said, "it looked like Jamie enjoyed it in the end."

"No harm done!" I said, incredulously, "first you go off and leave me so that you can be with Jeff, and now you run the risk of causing psychological damage to the woman I have come to love so much, just what the hell do you want from me."

Jackie then tried to lay her hand on me saying, "Look Ashley, you know I love you." But I brushed her off.

"Look," she said, "I did have an ulterior motive."

"I'm listening," I said, "this better be good."

"When Annabel told me that your secret desire was to be fucked by Jamie, at first I didn't believe her, but when I saw the way you looked at us when Jamie was fucking me, I knew she was right. I knew that Jamie would not agree to sucking Jeff's cock if I asked, even if you pleaded with him because you wanted to eat out my pussy.

I knew that you that you would play your trump card because you were drunk and feeling uninhibited and having Jamie fuck you is what you really desire.

"I knew that you would say that you would let her fuck you, and that she would see that you would be prepared to let her do it, indicating the depth of your need. 

I knew that she would probably think that you might change your mind later, but that you would feel bound to let her fuck you because of her demonstration of her love for you and your own inner desire."

"Ok," I said slowly, "I admit I really want to have Jamie's dick inside me, but you more than anybody understand the trauma that I went through as a child, how do you propose that I get myself to a condition where I drop my defense mechanisms and allow her to fuck me."

Jackie replied, "Simple, you fuck her first. You take a strapon and fuck her in the ass as hard as you can letting out all your anger as you do it, and your loving trusting adoring Jamie will absorb all your pain and still love you."

I asked, "What makes you think that Jamie will be capable of taking this?"

"Because she is Deblocked," Jackie replied, "from what I understand from what you told me about Deblock therapy, Jamie is capable of subconsciously resolving all inner conflicts and if she trusts you completely, which she does she will go through anything for you. The fact that she is physically changing from male to female proves that anything is possible."

Finally I said, "And why should I put the woman I love more than anything through such an ordeal."

"Because," Jackie replied, "Not being able to allow Jamie's dick inside you is the final barrier to complete intimacy between you, and because more than anything, you want her child."

......This brings us to the end of the 6th chapter of the story, in the next chapter Annabel sets about the plan that will result in her being fucked by Jamie.



The Law of Attraction Ch. 07



This story is a transsexual fantasy.

Before reading this chapter I highly recommend that you read chapters 1 to 6.

The first four chapters of this tale were told from the prospective of James/Jamie who started out as a shy cross dresser.

This is the third chapter to be told by Ashley a hard core lesbian who becomes attracted and eventually falls in love with Jamie, the feminine side of James.

The plot device around which the whole tale is built is Deblock therapy, a therapy that unlocks the full power of the human mind and allows 'The Law of Attraction' to fulfill people's deepest desires, in this case allowing the physical transformation of a man to a woman. 

The true essence of the story is of how Ashley, the beautiful lesbian is able to heal herself of the damage done to her in her childhood through intervention from the most unlikely source, the beautiful MtoF transsexual, Jamie, who prior to meeting Ashley wasn't even aware of her true female identity, enjoy...

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"Imagine starting to believe in yourself and your infinite possibilities. Imagine believing you deserve everything you want out of life. Imagine getting everything you want out of life.

Once you apply the 'Law of Attraction' everything is possible."

My name is Ashley, and I am an orphan who lost my parents at a very early age. I did not fare well in the state adoption and fell into the hands of a very cruel pedophile who sexually abused myself and other children both girls and boys. The result of the cruel abuses of this man was that I grew up hating and fearing men. Also by natural inclination I was attracted to women anyway. 

For some reason however I was not successful in my relationships with women, the only exception being my long time friend and lover Jackie who was bisexual. Jackie however had always honestly told me that her ultimate desire was to find a man who she could settle down and have children with.

After a long period of trying to find a co-sharer, I finally on impulse and against my better judgment, I decided to try sharing my apartment with a man, James. Despite my fear and hatred of men, I finally justified my decision to share with James because he was physically weak and could be described as the type of man who couldn't hurt a fly. 

Over time I formed a close friendship with James, and then finding that James was a cross dresser I started to become attracted to the feminine side of him calling him Jamie in my mind and wanting to see him dressed.

Things came to a head when I was dumped by a young woman that I was having a relationship with. I turned to James for consolation making him dress for me and later helped him to dress as a woman. I found that James was starting to look better in female form than even I had anticipated and the more I helped him to dress and act as a woman in private the more I obsessed over the idea of him needing to become a woman.

Then I stumbled upon deblock therapy which allowed people to become aligned with their subconscious desires and paid for a course for James, in my own mind believing that this would allow him/her to become a woman, and as James/Jamie was becoming more female every day I entered into a full blown relationship with her except that I would not do anything with her dick.

After this we had a nightly threesome with Jackie while Jeff was out of town and Jackie being bisexual sucked Jamie's dick for the first time. Later on Jeff's return we all met up together and had a night of sex where Jackie asked Jamie to fuck her. The night culminated with Jeff cumming on Jamie's tits and Jackie licking them clean.

Strangely I began to harbor the idea of wanting to feel Jamie's 'female' dick inside me.

Now both my career and Jamie's were starting to come to fruition and Jamie and I lived with the sexually aggressive Annabel who wanted to explore her bi side while getting dick from Jamie, I in return was happy because I got pussy.

Then just a few weeks after the launching of Jamie's introduction to the art world, Annabel met a guy called Alex and suddenly dropped everything to go off on a long cruise with him, leaving Jamie and myself alone again.

Shortly after we met up for a foursome with Jackie and Jeff, and Jackie wanted to see my lovely shemale partner Jamie suck Jeff's dick. And using my need to eat out Jackie's pussy as leverage, she made the ultimatum that Jamie had to suck Jeff's cock before she would let me eat her out. I pleaded with Jamie to suck Jeff's dick so I could get the opportunity to eat Jackie out, finally promising to let her put her dick inside me if she would do it.

In truth I really wanted to feel Jamie's dick inside me, despite the memories of my past trauma that I knew it would drag up.

So there I was planning out how the fucking would go, firstly I tied my beautiful Jamie up so she would be helpless to prevent what I was going to do to her. 

Before I put her dick inside me, I was going to fuck her hard with a strapon and show her no mercy. She would be in agony as I let out all my pent up frustration resulting from being sexually abused as a child. I thought about swearing at Jamie and calling her a bitch while I pounded her in the ass, and despite myself I became aware that my pussy was wet just thinking about it.

As I finished tying Jamie to the bed, I couldn't resist gently brushing my lips against the sleeping Jamie's beautiful nipple as it sat atop of her perfectly formed breast.

Jamie had been really sweet with me the previous night, delicately licking my body all over but particularly my tits ass and pussy. My pussy still tingled from her eating me out several hours ago. She had been a match for my insatiable lust and brought me to orgasm nine times, she really was the most attentive lover any woman could ever wish to have.

And how was I going to repay her? By fucking her painfully in the ass, even as she begged me to stop, and right now I was getting off on the idea.

I remembered Jackie's words:

"Jamie is capable of subconsciously resolving all inner conflicts and if she trusts you completely, which she does she will go through anything for you. The fact that she is physically changing from male to female proves that anything is possible."

I had replied, "And why should I put the woman I love more than anything through such an ordeal."

"Because," Jackie replied, "Not being able to allow Jamie's dick inside you is the final barrier to complete intimacy between you, and because more than anything, you want her child."

It was true. I really did want my beautiful Jamie inside me, whatever it took for me to get to that position. It was also true that I had finally met the woman I loved and I could have her child.

I left Jamie on the bed and went into the bathroom to put on my new strapon. It was a large one, 8 inches and thick. As I tightened up the strapon dildo, one piece of it fitted against me clit so that I would in turn be stimulated as I fucked Jamie.

Then as I contemplated fucking Jamie in the ass, suddenly I had visions of my abuser hurting me so much, I couldn't keep the images from my mind, I felt hurt and angry.

Returning to the room, I saw that Jamie was awake, and obviously wondering what the fuck was going on, it did not help when she saw me wearing a massive strapon dildo. 

I was feeling zoned out and applied the lubricant to her ass, almost on auto pilot, pushing two fingers deep inside her. Jamie looked at me like a frightened animal and when she opened her mouth to speak, I covered her mouth not allowing her to and letting her know that she had to keep quiet.

Then after I had smeared lubricant over my plastic dick, and placed it against Jamie's ass hole, she started saying to me, "Why are you doing this to me Ashley?" But I ignored her concentrating on the task in hand. 

Now I started pushing my artificial dick into her. I pushed in hard and could see by the expression on Jamie's face that the pain must be almost unbearable, and she was pleading with me and begging now:

"Please take it out Ashley, it's too big, it feels like it's ripping me apart."

But now I was flooded with memories of being abused, being buggered by my abuser, and I was feeling angry, taking my anger out on my Jamie's ass hole.

Now I started to fuck Jamie hard, and as I did I realized that despite myself I was turned on by what I was doing. I still felt angry and hurt but now the lust was greater, this was a revenge fuck, revenge for all that I had been to and it was turning me on, more than anything had turned me on in my life.

I looked into Jamie's eyes, and saw the tears streaming from her eyes, at one level I saw my poor Jamie like a frightened innocent child, just as I had been, but on another level I was on a power trip, and I grabbed Jamie's beautiful tits hard as I fucked her.

"Take it bitch," I shouted, reveling in treating my darling Jamie like a sex object. I was angry and taking all my anger out in the fucking I was giving Jamie, and it seemed like her tears were going on forever.

Now again she came out with the same question, "Why are you doing this to me Ashley?"

I replied, "Shut up bitch, and take it, you know you want it really."

Then came a beautiful serene moment, I was suddenly aware that in this moment Jamie was really feeling, what I had felt for so many years, and for a moment I stopped my fucking and looked at the woman I loved laying there in front of me.

When Jamie saw that my expression had changed to one of compassion, I felt like I could almost see her heart leap for joy, and in this moment I said to her, "I need to do this, I need to use you like this right now, just trust me."

Then I continued to fuck Jamie hard and I could see that the pain she was feeling was as great as ever, tears were flowing like rivers from her eyes. And yet I now detected the subtle signs that as Jamie was becoming accustomed to my large plastic dick inside her, she was actually starting to get turned on by the way I was fucking her and her submissive role, she was getting turned on by the way I was turned on.

Now as I continued to plough into my beautiful Jamie with her gorgeous tits her beautiful long hair and innocent and trusting eyes, the effect of the dildo rubbing against my clit was taking me close to orgasm.

I had never fucked any girl this hard with a dildo in my life, and sometimes I could be quite aggressive. I had never fucked a girl in the ass with a dildo, and never used such a large dildo. The power I had then over the beautiful Jamie was turning me on like nothing ever had.

The fact that I was giving Jamie an incredibly painful fucking, and yet despite the pain, despite herself, Jamie was starting to cry out with ecstasy mixed with her pain took me to a place I had never been, and pushed me over the edge, I was crying out with the most powerful orgasm I had ever experienced, and it went on and on.

Finally I collapsed, lying on my beautiful Jamie and kissing her hard on the lips with an intensity, greater than ever before.

Then once I had recovered from my mind blowing orgasm I had to cum again and again and I was fucking Jamie as hard as ever in her ass and she was crying as hard as ever.

As I looked at my beautiful Jamie, clearly in pain as I fucked her, but also despite herself, horny as hell, I felt a connection with her that I had never felt before. Now she understood the intensity of the pain I had suffered, and understood why I had to do what I was doing to her.

As I fucked her, I slowly traced the progress of Jamie's tears down her face with my finger and said, "Shhh, little baby, mommy just needs to cum some more."

And despite all her pain Jamie looked at me with a look of pure trust and love, and even wanting. And now as I came with two more shuddering orgasms, I again kissed Jamie hard with love and passion. And in that moment I could see that Jamie was overtaken by her own sexual response.

I also realized something else, Jamie's girly 7 inch dick was rock hard, and now I wanted her inside me, more than I had wanted anything in my life. I had fucked the hell out of Jamie, and now I wanted to feel the thrill of her live throbbing dick inside me.

So I quickly removed my dildo from Jamie's ass and then removed the strapon from me, and now I crouched above contemplating putting Jamie's thick female dick inside me, but even as I did thoughts of my past abuse came flooding back.

I tried to fight back against the terrible memories by reminding myself that Jamie was tied up and I would be in complete control. I also reminded myself that Jamie was the one 'woman' who I felt completely safe with, the woman I loved with all my heart. But even so I could feel the tears rolling freely down my face.

Then Jamie, bless her saw the extent of my distress, and ever caring said, "You don't have to do this?"

I replied, "I know," Ashley replied, "but I want to do it for you." And even as I said this I knew I wanted it even more for myself.

Now I concentrated on my core feeling, my feeling of vulnerability and embraced it and at that moment opened myself completely to my beautiful Jamie it was as if from that moment we would be eternally connected.

Slowly lowering myself down onto Jamie I felt an intense build up of pressure in my pussy and then I felt a sharp pain causing me to bite my lip, and yet the pain didn't seem important, I was focused only on the incredible vulnerability and my soul connection with Jamie.

I felt a trickle of blood escape my pussy and trying to make light of the most intense experience of my life I said, "So now you know, you are my first cock."

Now very slowly I took all of Jamie's 7 inches inside me, I was still feeling frightened and very vulnerable yet also very safe with Jamie's large dick inside me. Looking at Jamie I saw the love and compassion in her eyes and made a silent prayer of gratitude for being allowed to experience something so intense, so freeing, so beautiful.

Now very slowly I started to move up and down on Jamie, grabbing her beautiful female tits in my hands. In that moment my Jamie was inside me and at that moment I felt like I wanted her inside me forever.

Eventually after slowly riding Jamie for what seemed like a long time, hearing my Jamie cry out in pleasure from being inside me, I finally started to cum hard, biting my lip as I came and having the new experience of feeling Jamie's girly cum squirt deep inside me.

Finally I slumped down on Jamie exhausted from the physical activity over the last few hours of fucking Jamie with a strapon and then taking her girl dick inside me. Now I was crying hard, but the painful emotions were now turning to joy.

I realized that when I had started my love affair with Jamie I had also started a love affair with myself, learning to love myself and letting go of my fears and finally beginning to let go of the painful memories that had haunted my past.

With Jamie I felt completely safe and I could be my true self, and finally I was able to let go of my fears and give myself what I wanted most which was to have Jamie inside me. I still felt the sticky wetness deep in my pussy, and found myself hoping that I had become pregnant, so I could have Jamie's child.

Now with tears of joy, I started kissing Jamie passionately, my tongue invading her mouth as I felt her soft lips against mine.

Now I finally untied Jamie, but I didn't want to talk I just wanted to be with Jamie and to snuggle up against her on the sofa cupping her tit in my hand and have her put her arms around me while we spent the rest of the day watching chick flicks and eating chocolate and laughing and crying together as we watched.

I thought about Jamie and myself and about the fact that we were right for each other on so many levels and together one day at a time we were living our dreams and being our true selves with each other, a meeting of minds, hearts and souls. At that moment all I wanted was to be with Jamie forever.

That night as we went to bed I snuggled up to Jamie and took her nipple into my mouth and sucked, and that is how I fell asleep.

Early the following morning I tied Jamie to the bed again, and whilst I did this I made myself horny thinking about the way I was going to give her a good fucking with my strapon, and then have her in me again. This morning there were no fears, no apprehensions and no unpleasant memories coming to the surface, only love and gratitude for my beautiful Jamie.

Jamie was apprehensive when she awoke tied up again and I knew she was still sore from the day before, but this time I used plenty of lube, I was gentle and took it slow entering her.

Once I was fully inside her I asked, "How do you feel now Jamie?"

She replied," I feel completely dominated by you Ashley, like you are really fucking me."

"Good," I replied, "That's how I want it."

As I fucked Jamie in the ass I enjoyed having her tied up, I enjoyed the power I had over her as I fucked her and she cried in ecstasy, almost despite herself. My capacity to take Jamie to the giddy heights of sexual pleasure through fucking her was liberating for me.

And as I fucked Jamie I imagined her having a real pussy and I imagined myself having a girly dick, just like Jamie had now, and truly being inside her, filling her up with my warm throbbing flesh.

Now I said, "You love how it feels now when I am inside you pleasuring you like this don't you baby?"

"Yes," she replied, "you make me feel so loved and special."

Now I started kissing her passionately, fucking her harder and grabbing her tit as I fucked her, I was coming with one orgasm after another and couldn't get enough of it.

Then, unexpectedly, I realized that Jamie was coming hard herself just from me fucking her in the ass and I cried out in triumph at the power I had over her at that moment.

Now exhausted I kissed Jamie softly, gently stroking her hair and making soothing noises, before fucking her again until she was rock hard, and then I removed my dildo.

Again I crouched above Jamie's dick biting my lip softly as I anticipated having her inside me once again. There was some residual apprehension but this was completely overwhelmed by my need to have her inside me, to feel the ultimate physical expression of human connection.

In Jamie's eyes I saw love and reassurance as I grabbed her tits and gently settled down onto her girl cock.

Now I abandoned myself freely to the sensation as I rode Jamie's dick and to my surprise and delight coming quickly to orgasm and shouting, "Yes yes, fucking yes." 

Again and again I came, my orgasms coming in rapid succession, until I felt the familiar feeling of her cum squirting deep inside me, and again hoping that I might become pregnant.

Now I wanted her beautiful talented tongue inside me and I pushed my pussy dripping with our combined cum in her face. Again I was reveling in the sense of power I had, having her tied up at my mercy below me.

My lust was now driven by the idea that Jamie was sucking her own cum out of me as she again took me to orgasmic heights as she expertly ate me out.

Then as Jamie finished cleaning me out, I had to have her inside me again filling me with her beautiful female dick so I quickly mounted her once more reveling in the wonderful sensation of having her inside me, and again feeling waves of orgasm one after another.

When I finally collapsed on top of Jamie in exhaustion I then untied her and made her eat me out again before finally snuggling up against her with her tit in my mouth enjoying the feeling of her body against mine.

At that moment I suddenly felt ravenously hungry and prepared a full breakfast/brunch for us with bacon, eggs and mushrooms.

Now I was full of energy and chatted with Jamie incessantly about everything, and after the silence of the previous day, she was ready to talk.




The Law of Attraction Ch. 07



We talked in much greater depth about our past histories, about my experiences with Jackie and Jamie's experiences with Annabel, both concluding that we were lucky to have them in our lives. Jamie told me of her fantasy of having a pussy and being eaten out by me a fantasy I confirmed that I also shared.

Then Jamie surprised me by telling me she also dreamt of being fucked in her pussy by Jeff, and feeling his strong dick inside her depths.

We talked about our insecurities, our traumas, the things we liked and the things we didn't, but more than anything we talked about our feelings for each other and the strength of our love.

We went to the mall and I bought Jamie a beautiful black cocktail dress with a short taffeta skirt and on impulse she bought the exact same dress for me, and we walked out the store wearing our purchases and looking like twins.

For the first time in my life I was not disturbed by the wolf whistles we got from some of the men. Actually I was quite flattered both for myself and my beautiful Jamie. Then finally after a nice meal of sushi we returned home.

That night when we got back to the apartment I was horny as hell, I didn't mess around, dragging Jamie into the bedroom and fucking her hard with my strap on doggie style while I grabbed her tit and pulled her hair, and Jamie responded magnificently, crying out and finally coming hard from having her ass fucked.

Then I had Jamie return the favor and fuck me in the same way, encouraging her to grab my tit and pull my hair.

Somehow in the doggie position the way Jamie's dick penetrated me felt different, bringing out a more submissive side of me, with me asking her to fuck me hard and make me her bitch.

Over the many weeks we just couldn't get enough of each other, fucking each other every day in long sessions where I would first fuck her with a strapon in the ass, and then she would fuck me in the pussy with her girly dick.

Then finally Annabel returned from her cruise confirming to us that Alex was moving in with her and suggesting that the four of us got together for a foursome. I agreed and told her that while of course I was not interested in Alex's dick, Jamie might be up for some kinky stuff in that direction. Once we had all gotten naked, I noticed that Alex was clearly turned on by my beautiful Jamie, but it came as a surprise to him that Jamie had a dick, Annabel had obviously kept quiet about it wanting to surprise him. Alex was not knocked off his stride for long though, particularly when I commanded Jamie to eat out Annabel while I started to fuck Jamie with my strapon.

Fucking Jamie while she ate out Annabel was really turning me on, and I could see that it was turning Annabel on as she caught my eye, crying out in pleasure as Jamie's tongue pushed deep in her pussy. Jamie was also horny as hell I could tell, although her noises of pleasure were muffled by the dripping wet pussy that was pushed in her face.

As I gave Jamie a good hard fucking with my strapon, I noticed that Alex's 8 inch dick was hard as a rock and his hand was moving rapidly up and down his shaft, and this turned me on. I think what turned me on most was how watching Jamie get fucked by another girl while Jamie ate out his girlfriend was making him so damn hard.

Suddenly I had an idea, and asked Alex to swap places with Annabel, telling Jamie to take Alex's dick in her mouth, and Annabel who was exhausted from multiple orgasms induced by Jamie's tongue, watched Jamie lick the tip of Alex's dick, with a look of pure glee in her eyes.

Suddenly at that moment I remembered again that Jamie (as James) had once been on a few dates with Annabel, and Jamie was sucking the dick of Annabel's new boyfriend while being fucked in the ass at the same time. I wondered whether Jamie might feel humiliated in some way and somehow the idea that she might turned me on even more.

One thing I knew for sure was that Annabel was turned on by the idea that Jamie might feel humiliated by sucking that cock of Annabel's new boyfriend, I knew her too well. Right now she was fingering herself rapidly as she watched the scene in front of her.

Unable to resist, I started fucking Jamie even harder, squeezing her right hard and catching Annabel's gaze I stage whispered in Jamie's ear, "How do you like getting spit roasted?"

Jamie groaned around Alex's big dick and Annabel came with a shuddering orgasm, and the sound of his girlfriend's pleasure at what was occurring in turn caused Alex to cum hard, pumping cum into Jamie's mouth. Now Annabel pushed Jamie on her back kissing her hard in order to share the cum from her boyfriend's dick.

Later I rode Jamie's rock hard cock while Annabel sat on her face with her back to me so that she could suck Alex off, and as I savored the feel of Jamie's beautiful cock deep inside my pussy I put my arms around Annabel to take her ample tits in my hands causing Annabel to groan even more as she concentrated on the blowjob she was giving Alex.

As I closed my eyes concentrating on the sensations inside my pussy and the feeling of fullness, as well as the texture of Annabel 's beautiful tits in my hands, I reflected on how much I had changed since meeting Jamie.

I had now been involved in active foursomes involving men several times, both Jeff and his brother Alex. And while I never did anything myself with the guys, I was now happy to let them watch my sexual activity with women (which of course included Jamie), and was actually turned on by the thought of them getting off on it.

And not only was it just watching, right now I was feeling up Annabel while she gave Alex a blow job, and earlier I had used my strapon and spit roasted Jamie with Alex.

Only a few months ago, I could not have imagined accepting a man in any intimate context, no matter what the role. And all this I knew was due to the fact that I was now healing from my past sexual abuse, and Jamie I knew was the catalyst for these changes, and for that I would be eternally grateful .

It was shortly after that night that I became aware that Jamie's drift towards full womanhood had accelerated again. It started with her balls beginning to shrink, and sensing that the change would come I started looking for more and more opportunities to have Jamie's dick inside me.

Now we would make love two times or often three times every day, and every day I was having mind blowing orgasms.

As the weeks passed Jamie's dick shrunk from her lovely length of 7 inches to 6, 5, 4 and then 3 inches, by this time her balls had disappeared completely, I realized that internally ovaries must be forming.

The truth is that while I had been anticipating Jamie's transformation to a full woman for some time now, the disappearance of her dick was coming as a shock. I started to realize how much I was going to miss her dick, more than I would ever have imagined possible.

Even at only 3 inches I would still put Jamie's dick inside me and savored the comfort it gave me, but by this time Jamie could not get hard anymore and she was not physiologically capable of reaching orgasm through her dick, and although I could still make her orgasm by fucking her with my strapon and stimulating her 'G' spot, by this point her dick only served for urination.

The final transformation came quickly, one day she had a tiny dick and the next morning there was a fully formed clit with what looked like a small child's vagina below it, which gradually grew to become the normal for a woman of her age.

So from suffering the pain of losing her dick, whose presence inside me I had grown to love, I now instantly fell in love with Jamie's newly formed pussy.

In a physical sense it was like falling in love with Jamie all over again, even a pre teen had much more experience with having a pussy than Jamie did, and I had been given the great honor of helping Jamie become accustomed to her beautiful new pussy.

To say that I took this responsibility seriously was an understatement I obsessed about her new pussy often just staring at it in awe, and whilst Jamie slept I would often smell her pussy, kiss her pussy and taste it, and often I would fall asleep like that.

Patiently I explained to Jamie about what she might expect to feel, the intensity of the female orgasm and the sensitivity of her clit. I would spend hours gently eating her out, asking her about her sensations and how my tongue felt inside her.

Jamie became more emotional and would be brought to tears more easily, fortunately this was much more often tears of joy than sadness. Also Jamie had always been very sensitive but now if anything she was even more sensitive, she was incredibly sensitive to my wants and needs.

We would literally spend hours in the 69 position very gently eating each other out, or I would lay her on her back and rub my pussy against hers while kissing her.

Jamie's first female orgasm was incredible, I was gently sucking her clit and then switching to probing her depths with my tongue when suddenly she started breathing faster and faster before finally crying out in ecstasy.

Suddenly she started crying completely opening the flood gates, her lips sort mine and she started kissing me passionately and thanking me and telling me how much she loved me.

She told me that a female orgasm was different than a male orgasm and that the feeling was not so localized the way it was for a male. Also there were accompanying feelings of intense love and passion towards the other person at the moment of orgasm.

One day she was having a shower and she cried out in alarm. When I arrived I saw that she was having her first period, and removing my clothes got in the shower with her reassuring her that everything was ok and eager to taste her first period, eating her out and bringing her to a shuddering orgasm.

The truth was that I couldn't keep my hands off my beautiful Jamie and she couldn't keep her hands off me, it seemed that following her complete transformation to a woman her libido was in overdrive and given her innocent often childlike wonderment responses to new experiences, my libido was matching hers.

Every day for her was a new experience, a new type of orgasm, a new sexual position, she was insatiable but then so was I.

Often she would just look at me in wonderment feeling my tits, stroking my hair or putting her fingers in my pussy, in her new female form she seemed to have heightened awareness. For my own part I would stare back at her in wonderment, particularly when she was naked, admiring her beautiful female form.

Rehearsals for the new play that I would be staring in on Broadway, was due to start in 3 days, and when I mentioned it to Jamie she wanted to celebrate. I also was in a mood to celebrate and had spoken to Jackie and Annabel who would be by themselves for a few days, earlier that day.

"Yeah," I said, "in fact Jeff and his brother Alex have to visit home because their grandfather died, which leaves Jackie and Annabel home alone with nothing to do, so I invited them to join us at a new lesbian night club which recently opened to celebrate with us."

To which Jamie replied "Cool, I haven't seen either of them for a while and I miss them."

"Yeah," I said, "I think Jeff and Alex keep them occupied a lot and since you got your new pussy I haven't been able to keep my hands off you." As I said this I squeezed Jamie's left nipple hard.

To go out that night, Jamie wore a bright red minidress with an ultra short skirt which flared out just below her waist pared with red pumps with 4 inch heels and I wore an ultra short black leather skin tight minidress paired with black velvet boots also with 4 inch heels. And as we got into our black BMW I said, "We look fucking hot!!" And in response to this, Jamie responded by kissing me hard on the lips.

Once in the club, we found that Annabel and Jackie had arrived earlier and were chatting to each other animatedly. Annabel was wearing a pretty white mini sundress with a tiered skirt and Jackie had on a figure hugging black cashmere minidress.

We invited over some admirers and we found out they had read the magazine piece about Jamie and considered us icons of the Lesbian community, we even kissed in front of them.

Then I got up to dance with Jackie and we immediately started to feel each other up as we danced. Jackie whispered in my ear, "So have you proposed to Jamie yet?"

"No," I replied, "I got the ring and I intend to propose to her tonight, but I am feeling nervous."

"Why?" Jackie asked.

"What if she doesn't accept my proposal?" I said.

"Then she'd be stupid," Jackie said, "and I know for a fact that she is one smart cookie, besides I also know that she loves you with all her heart, it is obvious in her eyes the way she looks at you."

I thought about it for a moment, the way Jamie looked at me with so much love in her eyes and said, "Yes it is isn't it."

"Of course it is." Jackie replied, "There never was a woman who looked more in love than Jamie looks right now."

Now I kissed Jackie hard on the lips saying, "Thanks, I'll propose to her during the next dance." 

Now, quickly excusing myself to go to the bathroom, I took the 24 carat diamond ring out of my purse and lodged it safely between my breasts.

Then later dancing with Jamie, I held her very close to me and said, "It's still hard to believe how far we have come, right from the start I felt that there was a spark between us, but you were a guy, it seemed impossible.

Now when I see you, you are the most beautiful girl in the world to me. The most caring loving person I could ever imagine."

Suddenly tears came to Jamie's eyes as she said, "I love you Ashley, more than you can know."

I replied, "I love you too, and I want you to be my wife, civil partner, whatever you want to call it."

At this, Jamie, choking back tears of joy said, "Yes I will, you have just made me the happiest girl in the world."

At this I took the diamond engagement ring out from between my breasts and quickly slipped it on her finger before she could have any chance to change her mind.

Jamie held her finger up to the light and admired the ring, now sobbing for joy, as if she were unable to imagine that we were now engaged to be married.

On returning to our apartment, the girls were amazed to see Jamie's pussy with Annabel immediately starting to suck her clit while Jackie probed her depths with her tongue, and Jamie was thrashing about under them. At the same time I grabbed Jamie's tits and started to kiss her passionately. 

After Jamie came several times, we switched round so I was doing 69 with Jackie, while Jamie did 69 with Annabel, and finally all came several times on the bed, before falling asleep.

When I started rehearsing for the new play, I was in really good spirits, rehearsing was going well and each evening I would return all fired up with energy wanting to eat out my beautiful Jamie and have her eat me out. I wanted to touch her all over her body, rub myself against her, and suck her beautiful tits.

Every morning I thanked whatever power might be out there for bringing my beautiful Jamie into my life. I was being my true self in every sense of the word, and she was being her true self with me, and together we were on a journey which was healing us both and allowing us to attain our true destiny.

Finally the day arrived when Jamie was due to take her art exhibition around the country with Annabel and the night before we got together with Jackie and Jeff.

After a lovely meal of sushi, we returned to our apartment and after a few drinks Jeff went over and sat by Jamie, while Jackie and I felt each other up.

From our earlier conversations when Jamie and I had completely opened up to each other I knew that Jamie had a crush on Jeff, and wanted to make her fantasy of Jeff fucking her in the pussy a reality.

Soon Jamie and Jeff were all over each other, kissing each other hard, and Jamie was grabbing Jeff's rock hard member through his pants. So at this point I suggested we all retire to the bedroom.

On getting to the bedroom, we all got naked, and Jeff was mesmerized when he saw Jamie's new pussy, his eyes seemed to cloud over with lust.

Soon Jamie was busy deepthroating Jeff, and then she suddenly got on all four's begging Jeff to take her.

All Jackie and I could do was to look on in fascination.

Concerned for Jamie I said, "Jeff, please be gentle, remember that Jamie is a virgin."

Now as I saw Jeff pushing his dick into Jamie I felt a mix of sensations. I suddenly missed Jamie's dick and having it inside me, the way Jamie now had Jeff's dick inside her. I felt envy that Jeff was inside Jamie, and at that moment I wished that I could have a fleshy warm pulsing dick myself and put it inside my beautiful Jamie. But mostly, I was pleased for Jamie getting the opportunity to have the wonderful experience of a dick inside her.

Jamie bit her lip cried out, and I knew she had felt a rip, which was confirmed by a little trickle of blood leaking from her pussy, and I was immediately there consoling her. After having had the same experience myself in the last few months I was in a good position to provide reassurance. 

Now as my beautiful Jamie cried out in pleasure, I was horny as hell and had my own needs that needed to be met, so I lay in front of Jamie, pushing my pussy into her face, feeling Jamie's wonderful tongue in my depths as Jeff fucked her.

Soon Jackie joined in the act pushing her pussy in my face as I was eaten out by Jamie. Her cunt was sopping wet, and I knew it must have been from watching her boyfriend take the virgin Jamie.

After we all came in multiple orgasm's we relaxed for a while before Jeff started fucking Jackie doggy style and this time Jamie put her cunt in front of Jackie and I sat on Jamie's face.

Then my insatiable Jamie wanted Jeff inside her again and Jackie suggested she mount Jeff cowgirl style. Now Jamie moved her body over Jeff so that she was kissing him and her tits were rubbing his chest. And I went and got my strapon and surprised Jamie by shoving it up her ass while she was being fucked by Jeff.

Now Jamie was shrieking in ecstasy as both her holes were filled and I was relishing my dominance over her. I moved one of my hands around to grab Jamie's tit and whispered in Jamie's ear, "This is so hot." And Jamie could only scream in pleasure.

That night I slept with my beautiful Jamie in my arms and my tit in her mouth.

Then Jamie had to go away touring with her art exhibition and I had the last few weeks of rehearsal before the play I was staring in opened.

Not having Jamie there just after she had attained full womanhood was very difficult for me. I was missing the love of my life so much and I was missing her new pussy. When I probed deeper however, I also realized that I missed her beautiful dick that I would never see again. I would never feel Jamie inside me again.

That night I fell asleep sobbing.

The following day I had the appointment with my doctor which confirmed that I was pregnant as I had suspected from the resent bouts of morning sickness. When I heard the news confirmed I was overjoyed. I wanted to tell Jamie immediately, but fought the urge deciding I would rather tell her in person and she would be back in three weeks.

In the meantime I concentrated on putting all my energy into the rehearsals, and finally of course the day of my opening night arrived. To say I was nervous was an understatement and I wished I could have had Jamie by my side to give me moral support. As it was, I did spend the previous evening with Jackie, and given that Jeff was off with his brother Alex watching a sport event that evening, Jackie and I engaged in another type of physical activity, eating each other out in the 69 position and coming several times.




The Law of Attraction Ch. 07



In the end the opening night seemed to go well, judging by the way the audience responded, and I was happy with my own performance.

I was brought to tears however, when Jamie came out at the end of the play and handed me a large bunch of flowers. She had flown in especially cutting her tour short by one day so that she could see my performance.

After the play we went onto an after show party in the early hours of the morning and I was eager to tell Jamie about my news but could never find the time because she seemed to spend a lot of the time in the bathroom being sick.

Worried about Jamie, I took her to see the doctor the following morning, where she was informed that she was pregnant. I was so happy for Jamie and so happy for myself as I said, "Good, now I will tell you what I have been keeping from you, I am pregnant too! I have been for almost three months now. We are going to be mothers together."

On hearing my news Jamie threw her arms around me kissing me hard. And I was thinking to myself that it was like Christmas, New Year, Easter, The 4th of July and Thanksgiving all rolled into one but much better.

I had never thought that as a lesbian I could have a child, and yet here I was, in love with the most beautiful girl in the world and pregnant with her child, and she was also pregnant and we would go through our pregnancies together, and soon we would be married, life could not get any better than this............

So the impact of having Jamie in her life helped Ashley to heal from the damage of her childhood trauma and most of her negative attitudes about men.

Life could not get any better for Ashley except for the fact that she now realized that she had loved Jamie's dick as much as she now loved Jamie's new pussy, but you can't have everything in life, except maybe with the Law of Attraction you can.

With the last chapter of Ashley's story, which will also be the last chapter in this series, we will learn exactly what is meant when it says "everything is possible." 



The Law of Attraction Ch. 08



This story is a transsexual fantasy.

Before reading this chapter I highly recommend that you read chapters 1 to 7.

The first four chapters of this tale were told from the prospective of James/Jamie who started out as a shy cross dresser.

This is the forth chapter to be told by Ashley a hard core lesbian who becomes attracted and eventually falls in love with Jamie, the feminine side of James.

The plot device around which the whole tale is built is Deblock therapy, a therapy that unlocks the full power of the human mind and allows 'The Law of Attraction' to fulfill people's deepest desires, in this case allowing the physical transformation of a man to a woman. 

The true essence of the story is of how Ashley, the beautiful lesbian is able to heal herself of the damage done to her in her childhood through intervention from the most unlikely source, the beautiful MtoF transsexual, Jamie, who prior to meeting Ashley wasn't even aware of her true female identity.

This chapter moves the tale on further to the point where Jamie and Ashley are married and their children are at the toddler stage, and Ashley is living her dream with one big exception, although she loves Jamie's pussy, she also misses her dick...  

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"Imagine starting to believe in yourself and your infinite possibilities. Imagine believing you deserve everything you want out of life. Imagine getting everything you want out of life.

Once you apply the 'Law of Attraction' everything is possible."

My name is Ashley, and I am an orphan who lost my parents at a very early age. I did not fare well in the state adoption and fell into the hands of a very cruel pedophile who sexually abused myself and other children both girls and boys. The result of the cruel abuses of this man was that I grew up hating and fearing men. Also by natural inclination I was attracted to women anyway. 

For some reason however I was not successful in my relationships with women, the only exception being my long time friend and lover Jackie who was bisexual. Jackie however had always honestly told me that her ultimate desire was to find a man who she could settle down and have children with.

After a long period of trying to find a co-sharer, finally on impulse and against my better judgment, I decided to try sharing my apartment with a man, James. Despite my fear and hatred of men, I finally justified my decision to share with James because he was physically weak and could be described as the type of man who couldn't hurt a fly. 

Over time I formed a close friendship with James, and then finding that James was a cross dresser I started to become attracted to the feminine side of him calling him Jamie in my mind and wanting to see him dressed.

Things came to a head when I was dumped by a young woman that I was having a relationship with. I turned to James for consolation making him dress for me and later helped him to dress as a woman. I found that James was starting to look better in female form than even I had anticipated and the more I helped him to dress and act as a woman in private the more I obsessed over the idea of him needing to become a woman.

Then I stumbled upon deblock therapy which allowed people to become aligned with their subconscious desires and paid for a course for James, in my own mind believing that this would allow him/her to become a woman, and as James/Jamie was becoming more female every day I entered into a full blown relationship with her except that I would not do anything with her dick.

After this we had a nightly threesome with Jackie while Jeff was out of town and Jackie being bisexual sucked Jamie's dick for the first time. Later on Jeff's return we all met up together and had a night of sex where Jackie asked Jamie to fuck her. The night culminated with Jeff cumming on Jamie's tits and Jackie licking them clean.

Strangely I began to harbor the idea of wanting to feel Jamie's 'female' dick inside me.

Now both my career and Jamie's were starting to come to fruition, and Jamie and I lived with the sexually aggressive Annabel who wanted to explore her bi side while getting dick from Jamie, I in return was happy because I got pussy.

Then just a few weeks after the launching of Jamie's introduction to the art world, Annabel met a guy called Alex and suddenly dropped everything to go off on a long cruise with him, leaving Jamie and myself alone again.

Shortly after we met up for a foursome with Jackie and Jeff, and Jackie wanted to see my lovely shemale partner Jamie suck Jeff's dick. And using my need to eat out Jackie's pussy as leverage, she made the ultimatum that Jamie had to suck Jeff's cock before she would let me eat her out. I pleaded with Jamie to suck Jeff's dick so I could get the opportunity to eat Jackie out, finally promising to let her put her dick inside me if she would do it.

Finally I did take Jamie's dick inside me, but not before I had fucked her hard in the ass with a strapon, something I would continue to enjoy. Once I did feel Jamie inside of me I couldn't get enough of it and wanted to have her in me every day, I also wanted her child.

Finally when Jamie's dick disappeared which I knew it would, being replaced by a wonderful pussy which I immediately fell in love with, but I still missed her dick terribly, something I could never have imagined before I met her.

Later we met up with Jackie and her boyfriend Jeff who fucked Jamie because she wanted to have the experience of having a dick inside her.

The following day Jamie took her art exhibition on tour with Annabel, while I rehearsed for the play that I was starring in.

Jamie came back a day early from her tour to see my opening night which received rave reviews and we found that Jamie was pregnant and I told her that I was pregnant also.

Four years later I was sitting in my living room looking out on the back yard of our leafy suburban house, and watching two beautiful little girls holding and hands and laughing as they played. The older of the two, Emily, had dark hair, and the younger, Alice, had blond hair, actually the age difference, I reminded myself, was only 10 weeks.

The play where I had had my first starring role, four years previously had really launched my career as an actress and going on tour with her work had established Jamie as a major artist. And two months later Jamie and I had had a small exclusive wedding to which only a few close friends were invited.

Our maids of honor were Annabel for Jamie, and Jackie for me, and they were of course accompanied by their respective boyfriends Alex and Jeff. Jamie looked beautiful in her pure white wedding dress, which contrasted nicely with mine which was an ivory color. In my own case I was showing a bulge as by that stage I was more than four months pregnant.

For our wedding night it was just the two of us, Jamie and me, and after getting naked and into the 69 position we gently ate each other out for what must have been more than 2 hours, savoring each other's delicious pussies. I loved the sweet taste of Jamie's cunt and could never get enough of eating her out and sucking her clit.

After eating each other out, we both got our strapons and took it in turns fucking the other in the pussy while we kissed. When it came to my turn I made Jamie lie beneath me and spread her legs wide while I pushed my thick 8" dildo deep inside her. The dildo was double ended so I felt the same pleasure as I fucked Jamie kissing her as I did, our tits crushed against each other.

After doing each other lying down we then did each other doggie style, and Jamie, at my insistence, rammed her 8 inch dildo deep inside me, at the same time squeezing my tit hard. Later as she continued to fuck me like this she pulled my long hair hard, causing me to cry out. I loved it when Jamie fucked me, but at the same time it brought back memories of when she had a dick, and I realized that the strapon dildo was only a pale substitute for the real thing. I realized that I still missed her dick a lot.

Later as I returned the favor and fucked Jamie doggie style, I was really getting off on fucking her and dominating her and as I had many times before, I wondered what it might be like to fuck Jamie with a real dick, to be inside her and make her mine in the way you only can if you have a dick.

That night we had slept like babies with our clits in each other's mouths. 

As I looked at the two girls playing, it seemed like only yesterday that they were both new born babies. Jamie and I had had Lamar's classes together and she had supported me all the way through my pregnancy as I had supported her through hers.

Giving birth to Emily was the most painful experience of my life but also the most rewarding, and Jamie was beside me all the way through the birth, hugging me kissing me and generally encouraging me. It was Jamie who cut the cord and put the tiny bundle of life on my chest, it was not long before little Emily was sucking away at my breast.

When it came to the time for Jamie to give birth I was really able to empathize with her all the way. When the baby finally came out of Jamie, I found that I was crying because I understood how much pain Jamie was in, but Jamie took it very well, better than me really.

From the time Alice was born the girls were always together and in time became inseparable. Jamie and I would take it in turn to breast feed the two babies, for example if I were on night duty I would put a baby on each of my breasts and they would watch each other as they sucked, increasing their bonding. 

The girls were playing out in the yard with Jeff, who was Alice's father. I guess you could say that in my own way I had come to love Jeff like the brother I had never had. He was a devoted father, but not just to Alice, because he had always treated Emily and Alice the same, like they were both his kids, and they both loved him like he was their dad.

Amazing as it may seem from somebody who had been a hard core lesbian, I had decided that Emily and Alice should have somebody to call dad.

I had grown up hating men and everything about them because as a child I had been abused by a male pedophile. But since meeting Jamie, who originally I had known as James of course, a healing had taken place within me.

I now realized that although there was a dysfunctional male stereotype, that society for whatever reason had foisted upon itself, not all men felt the need to conform to this macho image. Men like Jeff and his brother Alex for example could be manly and yet sensitive and gentle at the same time, true gentlemen if you like.

I also realized that if my own father (and mother for that matter), had not died in an automobile accident, then he would never have let me fall into the hands of a pedophile, because I had been told that my parents had loved me.

For this reason I had wanted our girls to grow up having somebody to call dad, because I didn't want them to grow up hating men the way I had.

As I was watching the girls playing with Jeff in the yard, Jamie was talking with Jackie about baby care, Jackie's three month old girl was up in the spare bedroom sleeping.

A year after Jamie and I had got married, Jackie had married Jeff, and Annabel had married his brother Alex in a joint ceremony, and although the respective couples had spent their wedding nights as individual couples, they had all gone on their honeymoon together where apparently they had a foursome between them more often than not.

At their wedding reception Jeff had pulled me aside, saying, "Ashley I just wanted to let you know that you are very important in my life and I consider it an honor to have you in it."

He continued, "Firstly I know how important you are to Jackie and in a very real sense she wouldn't be who she is today without the time she spent with you, she wouldn't be the wonderful Jackie that I love so much.

Secondly if you were not Jackie's friend then my brother Alex would never have met Annabel through you and Jamie.

And finally if it had not been for you, James would probably never have become Jamie, and my beautiful baby daughter Alice would never have been conceived and born."

I replied slowly looking for the words to express what I really felt, "Look Jeff, the feeling is mutual.

I won't lie to you, when you first took Jackie away from me, I was devastated and I really resented you, and yet Jackie had always told me that she was looking for the right guy to have kids with. She made it clear to me that she had not told you about the extent of her relationship with me because she knew you would be honorable and not get into a relationship with her, she also made me promise not to tell you about it.

And yet if Jackie had not left the apartment at that specific point, I would never have come into contact with Jamie, James as she was then, I would never have got to know the woman I love more than life itself.

If it were not for you getting Jamie pregnant, Jamie and I could not have gone through the experience of being pregnant together, and our beautiful Alice would never have been born.

And talking of Alice, I have something very important to ask of you, I have decided that I want both our kids to have a dad, not just Alice but Emily as well. Could you do that for me? Could you do it for Jamie and me?"

As I looked at Jeff, I could see he was tearing up, as was I.

Jeff replied to my request, "Ashley, it would be an honor, Emily is a great kid as is Alice, I would love to be a father to both of them."

Hearing this, both of us crying, we hugged and kissed, and Jackie seeing us like this together came over and joined in our embrace.

Choking back the tears I said, "Well one thing is for certain, Jackie must have known you were the guy for her, to start dating you while she was still initially in a relationship with me."

"Oh I know," Jeff said, looking lovingly at Jackie, "but be very clear about this, we want you in our lives for the rest of our lives, you and Jamie."

"That's for damn sure." Jackie said, turning towards me and kissing me hard pushing her tongue down my throat.

As I continued to watch the girls play with Jeff, Jamie continued to give Jackie the benefit of her experience regarding child care. Jackie listened intently to what Jamie had to say about bathing babies and the importance of always looking at the baby and playing with them while you did. In the end it had become apparent to me that Jamie had turned out to be very maternal, where as it was me who would go and explore and climb trees and stuff with our girls.

That evening, after Jackie and Jeff had gone home with their baby girl Tina, the girls were all excited about the games they had played with Jeff, wanting to tell Jamie and I about them in minute detail and it was a long time before we could get them to bed.

When they were finally sleeping, I had Jamie strap on her 8 inch dildo and fuck me with it while she kissed me tenderly. Jamie took it gently, whispering to me in my ear as she expertly fucked me with the dildo, telling me that I was her baby girl and the love of her life. 

As I felt the sensation of the rubber dick deep inside me I started coming with one orgasm after another, concentrating on not crying out to avoid waking the girls who still slept in cots in our room. To this extent I pushed my lips harder against Jamie to smother any sound I might make.

It was just perfect having Jamie make love to me like this, well not quite perfect. The problem was that it didn't feel the same as when she had fucked me with her real dick prior to her change, I really deeply missed having her truly inside me.

After Jamie and I had come several times from fucking me with her dildo (it was a double ended dildo), I strapped on my double ended dildo and fucked her doggie style. I was really getting off on fucking her like this alternately squeezing her tits and pulling her long blond hair as I plowed into her.

As many times before I fantasized about having a real dick myself and coming deep inside my beautiful Jamie. And as I fucked her hard, Jamie was biting the bed sheets to avoid crying out, and again we came several times before collapsing and falling asleep.

The following morning I went out shopping, mostly for stuff for the kids, while Jamie worked on her art and watched the kids at the same time. While I was shopping I ran into the guy who used to be Jamie's doctor, Bill.

I had met Bill at our wedding, and Bill had explained to me how he had watched Jamie's transformation to a female from a medical perspective. He had been so intrigued by a process which seemed to defy medical science that he had ended up investigating and finally joining the company TramsformSys which had provided the Deblock therapy which allowed James to become Jamie.

Bill had explained to me that TransformSys was actually a not for profit organization which had an altruistic objective. He told me that the company charged money to clients in the US and other countries in order to fund what they considered their real work, which was mostly in Africa and Asia.

The objective Bill declared was no more and no less than to work towards world peace and increased cooperation to distribute resources, by freeing people up to be their true altruistic selves, by means of Deblock therapy.

He explained that the approach was one of seeding poor countries that had malnourished populations, with a few Deblocked individuals who would put their newly released talents to work helping to rebuild their impoverished nations. 

He told me that the people selected for Deblock therapy in these countries were people who had suffered great hardship and childhood suffering. The result of these people rebuilding their lives and releasing new creative energies served to inspire those around them with hope for a better future for their nation.

I was snapped out of my thoughts about our first meeting by Bill asking if I wanted to get a coffee with him, I said yes and once we were sat down drinking coffee, he asked, "So how has it been with you and Jamie since her transformation."

I replied, "It really has been like an impossible dream come true for me, for both of us. She has become such an incredibly beautiful person, or should I say more correctly her inner beauty has been manifested to all around her." "That is certainly true." Bill replied, "She is certainly the best example of how Deblock therapy can really help bring out somebody's true essence that I have ever seen. I still laugh to myself when I remember how Jamie would come to my office worrying about the physical changes happening to her body. Yet at the same time there would be a real vitality and zest for life oozing from her."

"So I take it you are completely happy with her?" Bill continued.

"Yes," I replied, "I am blissfully happy with her especially now we have the kids, there is only one thing I miss."

"And that is?" Bill asked, raising his eyebrows.

"The feel of her dick inside me from time to time," I said blushing.

Bill looked at me and chuckled, honestly at that moment I could have hit him.

"What, you think it's silly that I, a lesbian, liked her girly cock in me?" I asked indignant.

"No no," Bill replied, realizing how much his reaction had pissed me off. "Quite the contrary, I am sure there are many lesbians out there who would love it if their girlfriend could have a real cock from time to time and put it inside them and fucked them with it, provided that they got their pussy back afterwards.

Actually I am sure that there are more than a few straight men out there that have the fantasy that their girlfriend could grow a dick and fuck them in the ass with it for a while before returning to their normal state. "

Feeling reassured that Bill understood where I was coming from but still a little pissed off I said, "So what is it exactly that you find so funny about my desire."




The Law of Attraction Ch. 08



"Particularly in my line of work, I often find it hard to see people not seeing the obvious." Bill commented, "In Jamie you have already seen the 'impossible' manifest itself in front of your own eyes, and you know how much Jamie loves you, did you ever think what might happen if you just told her that you missed her dick and would like to see it again for a little while."

At that moment I was so happy that I threw my arms around Bill hugging him. "Thank you so much." I said, giving him a quick kiss on the mouth.

"Glad to be of service," Bill replied, "remember that with the Law of Attraction, everything is possible."

That evening though when I made my request to Jamie, however, things did not go nearly as well as I expected, at least not at first.

"Jamie," I said, as we lay in bed together.

"What is it my love," taking my tit out of her mouth for a moment in order to speak.

"I miss your dick," I stated as a simple truth.

"I know," Jamie replied, "but you love my pussy, that is obvious by the way you dote over it." And as she said this she took my finger and inserted it into her beautiful pussy which was very wet.

Unable to resist I pushed a second finger into her pussy joining the other and seeking out her G spot, causing Jamie to quickly catch her breath.

I wasn't to be deflected though so I continued with what I planned to say. "It's just that every so often I feel the need to have you hard inside me, your dick I mean."

Now Jamie was getting irritated, "Well it's gone now, and I am the woman I always wanted to be, that I always thought you wanted me to be." She finished accusingly, "I thought we both wanted the same thing."

Now for one of the very few times in her life Jamie was getting angry, "So what was all that about me needing to be a woman, now it just looks like you are confused."

Jamie continued with venom, "At first I didn't know that my true desire was to be a woman and fought against it, but, with your help I came to accept my destiny, and now you want my dick back, you must be really screwed up.

Well I've got news for you, I love being a woman, no matter what you might want me to be, I love being a mother, and I love that I was pregnant with you, and I wouldn't change that for anything."

Now tears were running freely down my face as I felt my Jamie's pain, desperately I tried to explain what I meant. "Even before you were a woman to me, always, before you had a pussy I could only think of you as a woman, even back when you looked like a man, inside you were always a woman, I am only saying I miss having your dick so deep inside me, I never meant to imply I didn't want you to be a woman." 

"No," Jamie replied scathingly, "Just not a true woman, but rather a freak, a chic with a dick." At this, for the first time ever, Jamie turned away from me and refused to let me touch her.

That night I could not sleep and all night I gently sobbed, how could I hurt so much the woman I loved more than life itself?

The following day, I called up Bill and told him that I needed to talk to him urgently. We agreed to meet in the Starbucks down the road, and after I had dropped the kids off at the crèche I walked into the Starbucks obviously distraught.

As I walked up to Bill, he said, "Let me guess, Jamie spurned you."

I had come to Bill to ask what I could do, and now it turned out that he had know what would happen, I looked at him with pure hate, and this time unlike the previous day I didn't hold back. I slapped him hard across the face saying, "I fucking love Jamie, and I would never knowingly do anything to hurt her."

As I said this, I remembered the way I had fucked her brutally in the ass with a strapon in order to expel the demons of my childhood, never knowingly do anything to hurt her again I corrected myself. But even that time Jamie had continued to have faith in me, believing I needed to work something out in my mind. This time however she felt like I had thrown everything she had ever done for me or with me, back in her face.

Now Bill rubbing his jaw said, "Well I guess I deserved that."

Regaining some of my composure but not feeling any less hate towards Bill, I said, "If I had known how Jamie would react I would never have told her how much I wanted to have her dick inside me again, and yet you let me tell her, knowing how she would react."

Bill responded, "And if I had warned you about her reaction, you wouldn't have told her how much you wanted that."

"Duh..." I said scornfully.

Bill continued, "You see, the implication that Jamie is capable of changing her physiology at will, rocks her fundamental world view at the deepest level, if that is possible, then anything is possible, and that is a scary thought.

Just like she resisted the idea initially of becoming a true woman even though deep down that is what she wanted, she now resists the idea that she can switch from having a dick to a pussy and back again at will because it implies that the reality is that nothing is certain in this world, which I know to be the case, at least at the intellectual level, but there is a big difference between understanding something intellectually and emotionally buying into it.

The truth is that by saying what you said, you have set a process in motion inside her and in this change there are 5 stages, known as the 5 stages of loss, and in this case the loss is the loss of the concept that there is certainty in the physical world around her. The five stages are as follows:

1.Denial and Isolation -- in this case she tries to convince herself that the idea that she could have a dick again is impossible and stupid, and isolates herself, particularly from you, because she does not want to know.

2.Anger - unable to hide in denial anymore, but still not ready to take the implications of this loss on board, she becomes angry, angry at everybody, angry at the world, and in this case particularly angry with you.

3.Bargaining -- in this phase she tries to convince herself that she doesn't need to let go of her old world view completely, and in your case particularly she will try to convince herself that it doesn't matter what you want or mean to her, except in this case, she knows in her heart that what you want is what she wants.

4.Depression -- This is where she might get the feeling that she has lost all hope, maybe feeling that her life, and specifically her life with you has no meaning.

5.Acceptance -- Finally she will come to accept that her world view has to change, and finally start to embrace it, allowing her to transform herself.

In reality the process is by no means a logical sequence of events in the way I have laid it out, but rather a process that involves switching between the different stages with the general movement in a forward direction, you have probably already seen evidence of all these stages in Jamie except the last." "And did you expect that I would think there was anything that was worth putting Jamie through so much pain for?" I asked.

"No," replied Bill, "that's why I did not warn you about the potential consequence of your action, but obviously I believe that this type of transformational experience represents the most significant type of change in people's lives, it literally moves people to a new plane of existence."

"But what about Deblock therapy," I enquired, "Doesn't that automatically remove the blocks allowing people to go straight to acceptance?"

"No," Bill replied emphatically. "Deblock therapy, only removes internal conflicts and inconsistency of thinking, it only deblocks unconscious automatic thoughts acting at the subconscious and unconscious levels which are tied to outmoded belief systems stemming from childhood.

Deblock therapy simply opens people's eyes to reality, the reality of the uncertain universe we live in and the unlimited potential of the mind. You still have to do the work. Actually you have no option but to do the work because you can't lie to yourself about where you are.

If you had suggested that you wanted to experience having their dick in you to any other woman than Jamie, a woman who had not had Deblock therapy and not had a natural male to female transition they would just have laughed in your face and told you it wasn't physically possible. Jamie however knows that it is in her heart."

Bill continued, "I believe that this transformational process is the most powerful force for good we have in the world we live in. I have seen people in Africa who were completely traumatized by horrific events, get Deblock therapy and completely change the lives of themselves and others around them.

They have gone through great pain but have learned to accept all the terrible things that have happened to them, and the fact that in most cases nobody was to blame including themselves. They have accepted the fact that their parents, children, brothers, sisters, husbands and wives all died from pestilence, famine, or war, and are turning it around and inspiring others and working to end pestilence, famine and war.

All because of one thing, the fact that these people are no longer able to turn away from the reality of what has happened to them and what is still happening in the world, but also to the fact that they know that there are no limits to the power of acceptance, love and compassion once people begin to realize their true potential."

Finally I felt my anger towards Bill seeping away, the power of his words, the depth of his compassion and the obvious dedication to his cause, were beginning to soften my heart, in the end I just had one question for him.

"What can I do?" I asked.

"Nothing," Bill replied, "except to trust Jamie's process.

In the end she will go through everything looking for any certainty she can hang on to and finding none until she realizes that there is only one certainty LOVE NEVER FAILS, she will cling to your love for her and her love for you and all her family and friends and let everything else go, and then she will find the power within herself to transform."

On impulse I gave Bill a quick kiss on the lips, and then quickly left. On my return home that Jamie was in our bedroom and she had locked the door. She wouldn't talk to me at all except to tell me to go away. So I just sulked about the house, worrying about Jamie and feeling sorry for myself.

Finally I was glad for the opportunity to leave the house for a while, I had to pick up the girls but I didn't want to bring them home with Jamie like she was, so I rang Jackie and asked if I could leave them with her for the rest of the day and over night.

Jackie assured me that she was glad to take the kids and told me that Jeff was at home today and had been looking for an opportunity to take the kids to the park, so when I arrived he was waiting outside to take the girls.

Jackie was also waiting outside to greet me and once Jeff had left with the girls she invited me in. I could see the look of concern on her face.

As I slumped down on her sofa she came over and sat next to me. "So what's up," she enquired, "I don't think I have ever seen you this low. Does it have anything to do with Jamie?" she asked.

"Yes," I replied, not saying anything further.

"Shit," said Jackie, "you poor darling, do you want to talk about it?"

"No," I said, starting to cry.

"That's ok," Jackie said, holding me lightly in her arms as I sobbed.

I must have sat there crying for more than an hour in Jackie's arms before I finally went home.

When I did arrive home the bedroom door was still locked, and I called to Jamie but she didn't reply.

In the end I just sat with my back against the bedroom door silently sobbing.

It must have been more than 2 hours before Jamie finally called me in a small voice, "Ashley, can you come in please? Then I heard her unlock the door."

A minute after she unlocked the door, I knocked on the door and walked in, seeing that she was lying on the bed propped up on a pillow with a blanket over her.

When I saw her face she had a quizzical expression that I couldn't make out. I couldn't make out if she was mad or not. One thing was for sure, she had been doing a lot of crying like me, I could tell by her red eyes.

Then unexpectedly she removed the blanket revealing a dick, and as I looked on in fascination she said, "I guess this indicates how much I love you."

Still unaware of her mood and how she might react I just stood transfixed to the spot, and Jamie still not betraying her feelings said, "Don't you want to have a closer look?"

Gingerly I approached the bed and just stood next to her, level with her newly formed penis, my eyes still transfixed by the new appendage, every so often my eyes flicking to her face, trying to read her expression.

After a few moments of me doing nothing, Jamie said, "You can touch it, it won't bite."

Unable to believe my luck I reached out and took her member in my hand, where it immediately started to harden. I just couldn't wait to have it in me.

Jamie sensing my need asked me to remove my clothes and lie next to her on the bed, and immediately went to work on my pussy with her tongue, by this time my pussy was very wet.

After a short time of eating me out I was moaning and pleading with her to put her beautiful new dick in me. And soon she was pushing her girly dick into me filling me up. I had missed her dick like hell and the feeling of having her inside me once more was like coming home. 

Biting my lip and looking at Jamie while I felt her moving inside me I looked at her beautiful face above me and said, "I fucking love you Jamie."

In reply to which Jamie moved inside me in such a way that she touched my G spot with her dick, causing me to cry out in pleasure and said, "I know you fucking do Ashley, and I fucking love you too."

Now feeling once again enveloped in Jamie's love for me and having her inside me I was full of gratitude for my Jamie, for having her in my life, for her love, and for everything she meant to me.

Given that the kids weren't around, I got on my hands and knees and waved my pussy at Jamie, who responded by ramming hard into me from behind. Now as she fucked me and squeezed my tit I screamed out in pleasure as she seemed to hit my G spot with every thrust, causing me to orgasm again and again.

She then grabbed my long dark hair and pulled hard causing me to cry out even harder bringing tears to my eyes. As she fucked me I began to realize that the way she felt inside me now was better than she had ever felt before she had a pussy, it was like there was a new dimension.

"Oh fuck," Jamie said, "it feels so good to fuck you like this and know what pleasure I am giving you, to know what it feels like for you."

Suddenly I realized why Jamie felt so much better inside me than she had felt before. She knew exactly what I was feeling, what I wanted, because she knew what it was like to have a pussy and feel female orgasms.

There was a connection between us in our lovemaking that haven't been there before, and just knowing that Jamie knew what I was feeling as she fucked me made it feel 10 times better.

I just wanted Jamie in me all the time, fucking me and filling me up. Now I made Jamie lie down and mounted her cowgirl style so that I could control the fucking, grabbing her hands and placing them on my tits as I rode her.

We carried on fucking till the early hours of the morning, and again I was missing out on sleep, but this time for a good reason, and when we were just too tired to carry on Jamie made to pull out of me but I wouldn't let her, saying that I wanted to sleep with her inside me.

The following morning I was woken by the phone ringing, I was lying on top of Jamie, and she was hard inside me, and being as gentle as I could I reached over and picked up the phone making sure Jamie stayed firmly inside me.

It was Jackie, and looking over at the clock I realized it was 11:00 AM, "Oh shit," I said, "I forgot about the kids."

Jackie replied, "Don't worry about your kids, they are having fun playing with our baby girl while Jeff makes us all brunch. I was just ringing to see how you were but I guess from your voice that things are better between you again.

"Better than you can imagine," I said, "but you will find out why in due course."

When Jamie finally woke up still hard inside me, I raised myself up and rode her cowgirl style to 6 orgasms before we finally got up and had lunch. Then after lunch we fucked like rabbits again until we finally went over and picked up our kids.

As we drove back from Jackie and Jeff's house the kids were all excited talking about their trip to the park the previous day, talking about daddy, auntie Jackie, and playing with the baby girl.

When we finally got the kids to sleep, Jamie and I started fucking again although this time we had to be quieter because of the kids sleeping in the room.

I laid Jamie down and put her inside me pressing my tits against hers and gently kissing her as we slowly fucked, again I was feeling grateful to have her inside me.

We continued the same pattern for the next 2 weeks, taking the kids to the crèche, fucking while they were at the crèche and then fucking after the girls went to sleep.

One weekend Jeff and Alex had gone off to watch a game and stay over with some friends, Jackie and Annabel came over that night, and brought their babies along, Annabel had a baby boy named John, almost the same age as Jackie's daughter Tina.

To say that Jackie and Annabel were surprised to see that Jamie had a dick again would be an understatement and both of them begged Jamie to fuck them, where I would get them to eat me out while Jamie fucked them.

Annabel even asked Jamie to fuck her in the ass as she had done previously and then I got my strapon and fucked Jamie in the ass while she ate out Jackie.

After 4 weeks of healthy sex with Jamie's dick inside me a lot of the time, I eventually started missing her pussy again, but this time I did not have to say anything. One morning Jamie simply woke up and she had her pussy back.

As soon as I saw her pussy again I couldn't resist eating her out, and we both got in the 69 position and came again and again and again.

One night I was laying on top of Jamie and fucking her from behind with a strapon. And asking her what it felt like to have me inside her and fucking her and dominating her, all she could do was moan from the fucking I was giving her.

Suddenly I asked, "What if I had a real dick, then you could really feel what it was like to have me deep inside you, as I said this I pushed my strapon dildo deep inside her."

Jamie replied, "I would love to have you deep inside me."

To which I said, "If I had a dick I would want to be inside you night and day the way you fucked me when you had a dick."

Then Jamie said ironically, "Well it's not as if somebody can suddenly just grow a dick overnight is it?"

The following day I was meeting with Bill at the offices of TransformSys.

When I arrived Bill said, "Let me guess, you want to have Deblock therapy."

"That's right," I said, "but how did you guess."

"Not hard," he said, "You are not exactly the submissive type, so I imagine you wouldn't mind giving your beautiful Jamie a real good fucking. You would love to make her yours, not that she isn't already, but with a dick, getting right inside her."

Despite myself I blushed as Bill said, "I'm right of course aren't I?"

"Yes," I replied, quietly.

"So who do I make my check payable to for the therapy?" I asked.

"No need." Bill replied, "Jamie beat you to it. She is a rich woman now due to her success as an artist and donated $100,000 to TransformSys for our work in third world countries, provided we give you Deblock therapy if you ever ask for it."

The following weekend, after the kids had got to sleep, I told Jamie to go and lock up while I got naked and slipped into bed. When Jamie came up I admired Jamie's beautiful body as she got naked and climbed into bed with me.




The Law of Attraction Ch. 08



Gently I rolled on top of Jamie and pushed inside her, I was hard as hell. Jamie cried out softly and bit her lip.

"That's not a dildo is it?" Jamie said.

"No it's not." I replied.

I felt strange, my arousal was more concentrated on my stiff dick rather than the more generalized sensation in the case of a normal woman's body, but it still felt good. The really amazing thing though, was knowing that I was deep inside my beautiful Jamie and how it made her feel.

As I fucked my beautiful girlfriend/wife, she couldn't help herself from crying out in ecstasy as I brought her to multiple orgasms. My tits crushed against hers I had to kiss her passionately to stop her from waking the kids with her cries.

Then I turned her over so I was lying on top of her with her back against me and I pushed into her from behind, having to put my hand over her mouth as she cried out so as not to wake the kids. Now I told her to bite the bed sheets while I put my hands under both of her tits and squeezed as I fucked her.

I just couldn't get enough of being inside my beautiful Jamie, knowing the warm fuzzy feeling it gave her having me inside her, knowing just how much pleasure I was giving her, my beautiful, wonderful, sensual Jamie.

I fucked and fucked and fucked and fucked, and she came and came and came, and when I finally came inside her squirting my cum deep within her, she sucked my dick making me hard again, so I returned the favor eating my cum out of her before kissing her and sharing it with her.

Now I was hard again and after gently fucking her I fell asleep still deep inside my beautiful Jamie.

The following morning I awoke still inside my beautiful Jamie and still rock hard, so I fucked her until she was finally woken up by the strength of her own orgasms. 

Later she had me lie down and she mounted me cowgirl style, telling me to grab her tits as she fucked me. Knowing that I was filling her and how much she was getting off on having me inside her was the biggest turn on of all for me. It was all about giving pleasure to my beautiful girl and in the process coming myself.

When I started fucking her doggie style she became really submissive loving it as I playfully smacked her ass, pulled her hair and squeezed her tits. She became insatiable and it seemed like she wanted me to fuck her like that forever, and right then I felt like I would have done if I had had the stamina.

Shortly after I grew my dick we went on a holiday with Jackie and Jeff as well as Annabel and Alex. We went in a large minivan and the guys sat up front while we girls sat behind with the kids.

As we drove up Jackie and Annabel eagerly related to us how they had persuaded Jeff and Alex to suck off each other's dicks while they got off watching the guys. At first I thought this surprising but then when I thought about it I wasn't surprised, Jackie and Annabel were the two most persuasive women I knew.

When we arrived at our destination, the guys went off on a fishing trip leaving the 4 of us girls together.

When Jackie and Annabel saw my dick they both wanted me inside them, and I wanted each of them to eat Jamie out while I fucked them doggie style, and they were happy to oblige.

Then Annabel wanted me to fuck her in the ass, but she was tight so I needed a lot of lube, but this gave me an idea.

I told Jackie to get her strapon and fuck Jamie while I fucked Annabel, suggesting that the chicks with dicks, ie Jackie and myself lie down and the other girls lie on top namely Jamie and Annabel. 

So it was that Annabel lay on top of me while I fucked her, kissing me as I did and Jamie did the same to Jackie, slipping Jackie's strapon dildo deep inside her while she lay on Jackie kissing her.

Half way through our fucking I whispered in Annabel's ear the rest of my plan who was happy to comply. Annabel lifted herself from me allowing me to get up and lie on Jamie's back even as she was fucked in the pussy by Jackie's dildo. I pushed my rock hard dick into Jamie's ass which was tight, but it was well worth it to be fucking my Jamie in the ass while she had her other hole filled by Jackie's strapon dildo.

Annabel then knelt in front of us, presenting her pussy to my tongue so I could eat her out. It was to this orgy scene that Jeff and Alex returned, but they were not half as surprised about this as they were when I finally stood up and they saw my dick.

"Well boys," I said, "which of you should I fuck first......."

EPILOG

Most of the time Jamie and I have a normal lesbian relationship, if you call twice daily sex and the regular use of strapons normal. But every two months we take it in turns to grow a dick for a couple of weeks.

We continue to spend a lot of time with Jackie, Jeff, Annabel and Alex, who now have a second child each, and Jeff continues to be a very good dad to Emily and Alice.

Bill spends most of his time in African countries trying to make the world a better place, a big undertaking to be sure, but then with the Law of Attraction, Everything is possible........

*

If you have read this series all the way through, I thank you for bearing with me and I hope you enjoyed it I also hope that after reading it you understand that I am not anti-male, just anti a certain social stereotype.

Just one last point on the idea of Deblock therapy, while I used Deblock therapy and the Law of Attraction as a plot device in this story, there is one thing that I truly believe and have seen evidence of in my own life. This is the power we all have to change our lives through self actualization by the acceptance of who and what we are.

As always I remember the line from the anthem of coming out; "Life's not worth a damn til I can shout out I am what I am." In my personal story I have to admit I am still a long way from the goal of living my life true to who I am. 

Many think it is impossible to be true to themselves, and believe me I did, often we have reason to feel afraid, and often rightly so, coming to terms with the fact that your life and everything about it has to change is overwhelming.

I can only offer my own experience, start from the inside, by allowing yourself to think the unthinkable, the inconceivable, the impossible, don't put limits on your imagination or what you allow yourself to think about, accept who you are in all your glory.

Only this way can you begin to appreciate who you really are and start to understand what really matters to you and what you want in life. Then, gradually at first, start to push the envelope, baby steps to start with, one day at a time, start to live your life.

In the words of William Shakespeare:

"To thine own self be true." 



The Law of Attraction



One day we went to the mall and I even let her persuade me to get my ears pierced, I really don't know what I was thinking.

Then after a few weeks of Ashley helping to feminize me in the evenings she had another unsuccessful relationship and on the night of the breakup she, appeared in my bedroom waking me up.

I had got accustomed to wearing a baby doll night dress to bed every night, and she came to my bed, half drunk in the darkness, running her hands over my silken night dress, kissing me all over and telling me I was a beautiful girl.

This started to happen on a regular basis, her coming into my room and, kissing me and rubbing her hands over my body. And sometimes I would put up a token resistance saying that she was just making things more difficult for herself because I wasn't a biological girl, but she always swept aside my arguments saying she needed physical comfort.

In truth I was beginning to become very uncomfortable with the situation, with Ashley's on, off attitude towards me, one moment blaming me for not being a real girl and then later telling me that I was beautiful and that she needed me.

Then one night she entered my room and for the first time thrust one of her tits in my mouth telling me to suck her hard, and reaching orgasm from me sucking her tits.

Then as I was half asleep I thought I heard her whisper in my ear, "I don't know how it is going to happen but I need you to become a woman." But there again it was probably a dream.

A few days later, something really strange happened to me. I received a letter from a company called TransformSys telling me to come to their offices.

I was very curious when I arrived at the plush offices of TransformSys, asking them why they had summoned me.

They told me that a woman called Ashley Peters, as a present had paid for a Deblock Therapy session for me.

They told me that the concept behind Deblock Therapy was to unblock mental inhibitions in the brain which held a person back from being what he or she wanted in life and achieving their full potential. Furthermore they told me that the therapy was already paid for and non-refundable so I might as well take advantage of it.

Given that I was having great difficulty becoming inspired in my art recently, I thought, what the hell, if this therapy helps me, even in a small way, it will be worth it to feel more inspired in my art.

Before the deblock therapy could start, I was given what they called a pre-screening test where they put some sensors on the fingers of one hand and asked me some questions. The questions seemed really odd at first, asking me things like whether death and violence turned me on, and whether I liked causing pain to others, the second half was much more pleasant, asking me, about my feelings about other people particularly those close to me, immediately Ashley came to mind. Finally I was told that I had passed the test and I was then led to a large bright white room called the therapy room where I was told to sit down on a chair in the middle of the room.

First off, I was given a cap to wear that looked similar to a bathing cap with a cable leading out from it. I was told that this cap contained electrodes which would monitor brain activity to best tune the therapeutic session.

It was explained that the therapy was visual and sound based and not invasive in any way. I was told that I simply should relax and enjoy the video.

After the technician who had put the cap on me left the room, it suddenly became pitch black only to be replaced by a soothing mountain scene fading in.

The video encouraged me to relax and to use breathing techniques which were used in meditation, and I became deeply relaxed and personal images started to come to my mind.

First I was looking at a canvas and suddenly I started to feel I could paint freely and full of inspiration, I slapped on the paint effortlessly producing incredible effects.

Next I found myself walking down the street in full public view looking very feminine and sexy as I saw people, both men and women, at the sides of the street looking at me with desire in their eyes.

After that I was alone with Ashley licking her beautiful pussy and she was writhing in pleasure.

Finally I was standing in front of a mirror staring back at myself naked but with a beautiful pair of tits and a shaved pussy and having feminine curves in all the right places.

Later I found it seemed like I was coming awake, as if after a relaxing sleep, and I was asked about the imagery that had come to my mind.

I was then told that the therapy was complete but I had to have mandatory counseling before leaving the company premises because of the intensive nature of the therapy.

It was explained that the specific reason for the counseling was because, profound changes could occur in my life after receiving this therapy.

It was explained that the core to this deblock therapy was The Law of Attraction which when in sync with the user could bring his or her deepest desires into fulfillment.

The therapy was designed to help remove internal conflicts which were blocking the person from achieving their full potential.

The results could be so spectacular that they could become very unsettling to the person even though in reality they were the things that the person most desired.

Examples were given of people who had in a short space of time moved from being thin and weak to having an athletic physique and people very much over weight that had more than halved their weight.

Another example was a person apparently with no talent for singing and tone deaf who had become an opera singer. The most incredible example and unnerving to date had been a person in the later stages of motor neuron disease, where the disease had reversed completely returning to the person full use of his limbs.

Surprisingly his recovery was very hard for him to accept because the disease had become his life a single all encompassing fact, the idea of having suddenly to start thinking what he might do post recovery was completely alien to him, and therapy was necessary for him to handle the change.

Then the councilor asked me if I had any questions of him.

"What can I expect to happen in my life after this procedure?" I asked.

"In terms of day to day life, you will probably not notice very much at first," he said, "it is likely that you will feel more positive and relaxed about things, this is because the procedure has identified your internal blocks and conflicts and freed your mind to start working on removing them. The feedback from many people is that for this feeling of inner peace alone, the procedure pays for itself.

In a few months time though, it is almost certain that you will start to feel very unsettled. You will find that you have lost all your inhibitions, and you will spontaneously start to engage in activities that you might find very embarrassing to start with."

My mind reeled at what his statement might imply, I thought back to the dream state I had been in during the procedure. Would I start going out in public dressed? Would I start to adopt overtly feminine behavior all the time, not just when I was dressed as Jamie? Would I feel compelled to eat Ashley's pussy? And if so how would she react? It was not lost on me that I started getting a hard on just considering this possibility. I was not sure that I liked the idea of losing all my inhibitions and I said so. 

"Look," I said, "why can't I just stick with being more relaxed, more at peace with myself and more confident in my abilities. Shouldn't this be enough for me to do much better in life."

The councilor replied, "Feeling relaxed with yourself and being confident in yourself will ensure that you do better in life, but it is a mistake to dissociate your inner sense of well being from the new behaviors that you need to adopt. Your feeling of being relaxed and at peace with yourself stems from your inner certainty that you will start to express your true self and be true to your nature. Besides the law of attraction simply won't work for you if your thoughts are not coherent and you still have inner conflicts.

If you did not this inner certainty, then your feeling of being at peace with yourself would be fraudulent and temporary, and while in the short term you may see benefits, in the long term you would just feel frustrated."

"But why do I need to lose all my inhibitions?" I asked. "Isn't that a bit radical? What if I were to go out and kill somebody just because they pissed me off?"

"To answer your last question," the counselor started, "that was the reason for the pre-screening. It was necessary to first determine that you were not psychopathic, psychotic or schizophrenic, or had any of these tendencies. In fact you tested off the scale in terms of empathic ability, and having a degree of inherent empathic ability is an important precondition for being allowed to have the procedure.

As to why it is necessary to lose all your inhibitions, it is necessary to understand what inhibitions really are. Inhibitions are inhibitors or as we like to call them blocks to your natural expression. They are subconsciously functioning mental routines which suppress natural expression and the key point is that have been externally imposed as part of a self structure that was adopted during childhood.

These blocks for most people are at the root of mental illness, notable exceptions being psychopathic tendencies, psychotic traits, schizophrenia, and chemical imbalances in the brain. In these cases these mental blocks still play a role but it is a more complex one.

The blocks result in internal conflicts which in turn manifest themselves in unhealthy behaviors such as codependency, neurotic behavior, paranoia, social phobias and certain personality disorders to name but a few.

For many people such as yourself, your internal blocks never manifested themselves as mental illness but have clearly been limiting your 'self expression' and by virtue of this how successful you have been in life."

"OK," I said slowly, "so I am not going to kill anybody, but there must be limits?"

"Of course," said the councilor, "you are still responsible for your own actions, and will use your own judgment in deciding whether and when to follow your drives. However instead of being restrained by automatic blocks or inhibitions, you will fall back on your own intuitive sense combined with and intellectual cost/value system. It will be a process of relearning for you, learning to trust your own instincts and desires.

Let us say for example that there is a person who would prefer to walk around naked. In this case the automatic inhibition against walking around naked is gone, but this does not mean that the person will automatically walk down the street naked, he is still going to consider the need to stay warm on a cold day and the fact that he might get picked up by the police for indecent exposure.

However he is likely to walk around his house naked, particularly when he is alone and he is more likely to look for groups where he can spend time naked with similar minded people and seek out nudist beaches when he goes on holiday. And if he is in the south of France and sees other people walking around coastal resorts naked, he will instinctively do the same.

The unsettling thing for him will be that through habit he has become accustomed to behaving in old ways which are no longer applicable in the new value system that he is developing, so just after jumping naked into a pool with fellow revelers at a party there will be a residual feeling that he is out of control. Of course over time he will become accustomed to the new behaviors."

"What you can expect," the councilor explained, "is an initial period of time where nothing much appears to change although you will feel happier in yourself and want to be more spontaneous. Then after you start to do things which push your old envelope, and see that there are little or no negative consequences, you will start to become much more spontaneous and uninhibited in your actions, this is what we call the overcompensation phase, effectively you will be trying to make up for so much time in the past feeling restrained and inhibited. Finally you will move into the balanced phase where you are becoming happy with your new behaviors, and can take things in your stride."

Finally I was required to sign documentation stating that I had undergone this therapy/procedure voluntarily, and as I was signing the form, the assistant said, "Miss Peters must really like you a lot."

I replied, "Yeah I guess we have both got to like each other over the last few months."

The assistant said, "Well she must think the world of you because this therapy costs $10,000.

As she said this my mind began to reel, why had she spent so much in this treatment for me? It was just too much. It wasn't like she was rolling in money.

On returning to the apartment Ashley was still not back. I thought to myself, "well at least I can cook a nice meal for her." I prepared shrimp pasta, her favorite and got an expensive bottle of red wine, and made a rich cheese cake for desert.

After we had eaten and were drinking our wine, Ashley complimented me on the meal, and I said, "It was the least I could do after you spent so much money on the deblock therapy for me."

Ashley said that she had got the money as an advance payment for a new Broadway show that she would be in, the thought this might be her big break. She said she was feeling so happy about this that she wanted to share it with somebody, the best friend she had in the world, myself."

I jumped up and hugged her and congratulated her and as I hugged her she kissed me hard on the lips. I was so happy for her, I did not think of myself, all I could think about was how much she deserved this. But then I thought about the money again and said, "Even so, think what you could have done with all that money?"

Ashley looked at me a bit irritatedly it seemed, and said, "Well I decided to spend it on you, and that is that, and anyhow the therapy is supposed to help you become successful, perhaps you will feel inspired in your art and even sell some, how about this, if you start to make money from your art you can pay me back."

I felt miserable for questioning her now, she was making a completely unselfish gesture and all I could do was question her about it. I certainly didn't want to piss her off, particularly after she was on a high after getting the new part in the Broadway play. So I changed the subject and started asking her about the part and how she had got it.

That night I wore a beautiful sky blue babydoll night dress and Ashley wore a black babydoll, she asked me to come to her room with her to celebrate and we took a bottle of wine with us.

No sooner were we in her room than she pushed me on her bed and started kissing me hard on the mouth, then as on previous occasions she was thrusting her tits at me, encouraging me to suck them hard. I swear to you she came twice just from me sucking her sensitive tits.

Then Ashley started sucking my tiny nipples, which for some reason seemed more sensitive than they had been before. And during all this time, my dick was hard as a rock, but as always Ashley ignored my need.

After we kissed and wrapped our arms and legs around each other's bodies and I sucked Ashley's tits to 2 more orgasms, before we finally fell asleep.

I woke in the middle of the night, well actually I estimated about 2:00 AM with an incredible hard on, my dick harder than it had ever been, and Ashley a few inches from my body sleeping quietly.

Very quietly I started to very slowly jerk myself off, not wanting to wake Ashley. As I slowly rubbed my hand up and down my rock hard dick, I felt like it would stay hard for ever.

I started imagining that Ashley was riding my pole, and as I did, I put one hand to my sensitive nipple and started pulling on it, imagining that I had a proper female breast and large nipple. Then as I approached orgasm, unbidden the image that I had a pussy and Ashley was licking and sucking it, came into my mind.

Suddenly I came all over myself, and I was just about to get up and go and clean myself up when suddenly the sleeping Ashley threw an arm and leg over me, not allowing me to get up.

Not knowing what else to do I scooped my cum off my body and brought my hand to my mouth, sucking up the warm bitter sweet substance. I continued to scoop as much of the stuff up as I could so that Ashley would not find me all sticky when she woke up, and I actually found myself quite liking the stuff.

The following morning I woke up to find that Ashley was in the kitchen area preparing breakfast for us, and being acutely sensitive to the smell of cum at that moment I went to get a shower.

As the warm water cascaded over my body my nipples felt more sensitive than usual, I decided that it must be because of Ashley sucking them the night before, then without really thinking about it I brought my hand to my male tit. "Was it a little bigger than it had been before? Nah, it must be my imagination," I thought to myself.

As I came for breakfast Ashley said, "Sounds like you were enjoying yourself in the shower." 

"Oh fuck," I thought to myself and I turned bright red, I must have been moaning as I felt my tit and I had not realized it. Ashley had prepared a breakfast of omelets followed by French style pancakes known as crepes. 

"This is wonderful," I said.

"Well I like to spoil my pretty girlfriend," said Ashley. There it was again she was calling me her girlfriend.

Ashley reached over and felt my tiny tit, causing me to take a sharp intake of breath, damn why did it feel so sensitive?

Then Ashley grabbed some of my hair, running her hands gently through it. My hair now came down to below my shoulders and I was proud of the achievement because Ashley was always giving me compliments about it. I noticed that its texture had become more silky than it had been before.

A little while later Ashley had to go to rehearsal and gave me a long sensuous kiss before she left.

As soon as Ashley left I went to my little studio room and set up a new piece of canvas. As I looked at the blank canvas I suddenly became inspired quickly producing a rough sketch of 2 hills perfectly rounded, each with a rounded tree at its peak.

As I looked at what I was sketching my hand felt my small tit through my thin, short yellow sundress, feeling the gentle hill like curve and imagining it was more pronounced.

Over the next three days I worked on this canvas painting with smooth brush strokes designed to give the impression of the smooth supple skin of a female breast, but painted in the color green of a soft grassy slope.

As I rubbed my hand across my soft tit I marveled at how soft my skin was, more like a woman's skin than a man's, it seemed that in the last few days it had become softer and more supple, also there was very little hair, and I hadn't shaved for a few days now.

No sooner had I finished my feminine inspired natural landscape than I started on a new painting. This time it was a canyon, a slit in the earth with soft looking folds of moss colored rocks at the edges, full of reds and oranges of a Colorado landscape with a red tinted river in the depths of the canyon. The scene was set in the evening with a full moon visible in the daylight.

That Friday I met up with a friend of mine who owned a small gallery in Queens. I had asked if she could look at some of my latest abstract landscapes.

First I showed her a New York scene at sunset called urban jungle, where the buildings had branching patterns. Annabel, the gallery owner, liked my New York scene and said there was a good chance she could sell it at a fair price, maybe $200, but then I showed her my piece with the 2 hills which I had called 'Mother Nature', her jaw dropped.




The Law of Attraction



"WOW," Annabel said, "this clearly has your distinctive style, but there is something inspired about it, something special I cannot define." As Annabel said this she absently rubbed a hand against one of her tits, as I had done when I was painting it.

Annabel continued, "I think this could make a lot of money if we promote it the right way. Do you have any others like this?"

"Yes," I replied, "I have another also inspired by the feminine form and have ideas for others following this style."

We then agreed that I would bring along the other canvas along with any new works following this theme next week. 

Over the next month I continued to be inspired in my art but on Annabel's recommendation I was not selling any of the larger works on the feminine theme, I painted a few smaller pieces to sell simply to generate interest, I also entered a larger piece in a major art competition.

The idea behind all this was to launch myself as a new figure in the art world with the largest impact possible. This however was not helping my finances much because in the last month I had only sold 3 smaller works for $300 each.

So when they closed my local Starbucks, and I lost my day job, I was really feeling the pressure. 

Feeling a little anxious I told Ashley about my problem, to which Ashley replied, "No problem, there is a new position opening up waiting tables at the restaurant where I am a waitress, we could work together and you could even fill in for me when I am at rehearsals."

Ashley went on to tell me about the good tips and bonus plan for doing a good job, and I was really feeling good about it until she dropped the bombshell. "Only thing is, it is for a waitress."

I was just going to ask her why she built the job up for me, if I couldn't do it, when suddenly I understood what Ashley had in mind, "Are you suggesting that I take the position as a woman?"

"Look at you," said Ashley, "your features look more feminine than masculine, your hair is long and silky, your skin is smooth and supple, you haven't shaved for weeks and still you have no body hair, you keep accidently slipping into your female voice when you are talking to people, and don't try to tell me that you don't prefer wearing feminine attire."

I felt that Ashley was trying to undermine my masculinity, but in truth what could I say, everything she said was right.

"Besides," continued Ashley, "I am on good terms with the restaurant management and they will take you on, on my recommendation, besides you make a really hot girl Jamie and they know that will be good for customers. Look you have had all this practice in being a woman, it would be a pity not to show yourself to the world, don't you think?"

I wanted to tell Ashley that I had only ever wanted to dress and act as a woman in private. I wanted to tell her that I was afraid of losing my male identity, but I was also afraid of pissing her off and her telling me that I was just making excuses and accusing me of not trusting her.

Instead I said, "But I am not ready, Ashley, I won't pass as a woman."

Ashley giggled for a minute and then said, "Are you kidding, you pass easily, many women would love to look like you. But just to be on the safe side I booked you into a hair and beauty salon tomorrow, and afterwards we will pick some stuff up from the mall."

Again I had let Ashley persuade me into something, I could see it was starting to become a habit.

The following day at the hair and beauty salon I was really pampered. Ashley had a friend who worked there and when she gave me a full body skin treatments and a full body massage she did not let on to any of the other girls that I was actually a guy.

What really flawed me was when she had me strip and her eyes wondered over my body.

She said, "Hmmmm... so how long before you have the operation?"

"Operation!!!" I said alarmed, "Who said anything about an operation?"

At this the young woman blushed slightly and said, "Sorry, I just assumed. I mean Ashley is really into you and talks about you like you are her girlfriend, and she only dates girls, she is as lesbian as they come.

Plus, look at you, you are obviously on hormones, you have no body hair, your skin is soft and supple like a woman, your ass is spreading and you are starting to grow tits."

Now it was my turn to blush and my hand automatically went to my tit, it did feel like it was starting to grow larger, "What the fuck is happening to me?" I thought to myself.

The young woman continued, "I mean it's your business, maybe you want to keep your dick and just look like a woman, but I am telling you if you want to continue this relationship with Ashley, it will have to go in the end."

"Look," I said, "I don't know what is happening with my body, but I am not taking hormones, I admit that Ashley has been helping me express my feminine side, but that is as far as it goes, I have no intention as presenting myself as a woman on a permanent basis. And Ashley is not my 'girlfriend' as you imply because I am a guy, we are just very good friends."

The young woman looked taken aback and seemed to think for a while, then.

"Oh, I'm sorry hon," the young woman said, "I must have misunderstood, please ignore everything I said." Then she couldn't help throwing in, "You do make a beautiful woman though, it would be a pity for you to be wasted as a guy."

I really enjoyed my time at the salon, the massage and skin treatments felt incredible, and then I was given a manicure and pedicure before finally having my hair styled, I also had a professional apply my makeup, giving me tips and advice as she did it.

Finally I looked in the mirror and I was stunned, I thought I looked beautiful before, but now I looked like a model straight off the cover of Vogue, suddenly the words of the young beautician came unbidden into my mind, "You do make a beautiful woman though, it would be a pity for you to be wasted as a guy."

Then after spending the morning in the salon Ashley took me to the mall. And as I got out of Ashley's small car I suddenly realized that this would be the first time for me properly out in public, sure I had left the apartment dressed as a woman, but we had gone straight to the beauty salon, where Ashley's friend had been told about me, in the mall I would be mingling with many people as a woman.

First we went to Victoria secret, where I bought on Ashley's recommendation a few bra and panty sets and a few pairs of sheer hold up stockings. Then we went to a shoe shop where I bought a pair of shiny black pumps with 3 inch heels, as well as some strappy wedges. And finally in a clothing shop I got a short black skirt with a white frilly blouse, a sundress, and another bright colored skirt with some bright colored tops, all under Ashley's guidance of course.

Ashley explained that I would wear the black skirt and white frilly blouse, with the black pumps, tomorrow when she took me to meet the manager of the restaurant where she worked she wanted me to make a good impression.

Then suddenly Ashley pulled me into a jewelry shop, she got the assistant to start show us some gold necklaces bracelets and earrings and in the end selected some elegant gold studs for my ears, a delicate chain for my neck and 3 thin bangles for my wrists, and despite my protests insisted on buying them for me.

When I asked her why she said, "Well last week I did really well on tips, and I could say I am buying them for you because I want you to make a good impression with the manager tomorrow, but in truth it's because I want my baby girl to look good."

That night Ashley couldn't get enough of me and demanded that I suck her tits, then she started sucking mine, and looking at my tits I realized they had grown. As I looked at my left breast in Ashley's mouth I suddenly realized that what I was looking at did not look like a man tit at all but rather the breast of a young teenage girl, and looking at it on me was really turning me on.

Then Ashley really took me by surprise, for the first time she pushed her beautiful shaved pussy into my face and ordered me to lick it. It was dripping wet, and the aroma was turning me on like nothing else could. As I pushed my tongue into her and tasted her sweetness and I was in heaven.

As it got later Ashley instructed me on how to eat her out, from licking her pussy lips, to gentle flicking of my tongue across her clit, to pushing my tongue deep inside her pussy. Ashley was telling me that she was very pleased with me, that I learned fast, that I was a good little girl. Then as I was just about to bring her to yet another orgasm, she was crying out saying, "Oh Jaime that feels so good, you have no idea, my beautiful baby girl."

Later as Ashley slept, I lay nest to her restless not able to sleep. On the one hand I thought about the changes to my body, there was no denying it anymore, something was happening to me. On the other hand I thought about what her young friend had said to me, saying that Ashley talked about me like I was her girlfriend, my heart leapt, did she really think of me like that? One thing was very clear in my mind now, I loved Ashley.

The following day I went with Ashley to see her manager, Jessica. When Ashley introduced me to Jessica she said, "Well when Ashley told me about you I expected you to be pretty but not another stunner like her, you girls could almost be twins."

She continued, "Look on Ashley's recommendation I decided to try you out, but I need to let you know that it is hard work. I already got a new uniform for you, she said handing it over to me, you can start with Ashley when she starts her shift this evening, she can show you the ropes."

So that evening I started work at the restaurant with Ashley, Jennifer had been right it was hard work, but I was handling it ok. Most of the customers were very nice but a few guys pinched my ass. One guy wouldn't let up and was really groping me, I just stood there blushing feeling humiliated and thinking to myself, "So this is what girls have to go through."

Then Ashley came to my rescue, 'accidentally' spilling a jug of ice cold water on his crotch, saying, "Oh I am sorry sir, I guess you might want to dry yourself off the restrooms are at the back." Then Ashley whispered something in his ear, I don't know what she said, but he didn't come back.

That night when we got off work Ashley complimented me telling me I had done very well and in a few weeks I would be able to get the size of tips that she got. She was also very pissed off at the guy that had groped me saying, "Some guys are such dickheads, thinking they can grope you like that."

"What did you say to him?" I asked.

"I better not tell you," said Ashley, "you are a nice sensitive girl. Let's just say that I left him in fear that something might happen to his parts."

She continued, "That's how guys think, with their dicks, they are very different to us."

I coughed, "Remember I am a guy." I reminded her. "Maybe you were," Ashley replied, "but you never thought like a guy."

I was going to say that I still was a guy, but I knew there was no point in arguing with Ashley when she got like this.

For the next few weeks I fell into a pattern working on my feminine inspired art in the daytime and at the restaurant in the evenings.

Annabel was telling me that soon we should be ready to launch a showing of my feminine inspired art, winning an art competition had helped my prestige and the sale of some of my smaller feminine inspired canvases had increased curiosity.

That evening I was covering for Ashley who had her play rehearsal, and when I returned to the apartment I found that Ashley was talking to Jackie. My heart leapt I always loved to see Jackie or Jeff, and hadn't seen either for a while.

So I went running up to Jackie to hug her, forgetting that she had never seen me as Jamie.

Surprised by the familiar hug from a strange female, Jackie asked Ashley, "Who is this beautiful creature?"

"Well she's been living with me ever since I moved into this apartment," Ashley said giggling.

Jackie looked at me very closely and suddenly the light dawned on her, "James!" Jackie exclaimed.

"Well she prefers to be called Jamie now," said Ashley, struggling to contain her laughter.

"WOW," said Jackie, "if you don't me saying you make one hell of a fine girl."

"Well," I said, "right now it seems I don't have much say in the matter." As I said this uncovered a tit, which had continued to grow over the last few weeks and now even my B cup bra was getting a bit tight.

"Oh fuck," said Jackie and she pushed me on the sofa and started sucking on my nipple. Ashley quickly joined Jackie sucking on my other nipple.

It was the first time I had had both nipples sucked and I was in heaven, "Oh fuck that feels soooo good I said, a hand on each of the beautiful women's heads."

After a while Ashley said, "Jackie has come to spend the next 2 weeks with us, her boyfriend Jeff is out of town working."

I felt so glad for Ashley, Jackie was the only woman who had been a constant in Ashley's life. Yes, she was bisexual and had a boyfriend who she would probably end up marrying, but she had always been a good friend to Ashley and besides she had what I couldn't offer, a pussy.

Then, suddenly I felt sad, with Jackie here for the next 2 weeks, what need would Ashley have for a stand in, pretend female like me. So I excused myself and went off to my bedroom, and soon after I heard Jackie and Ashley going off to Ashley's room and heard them giggling together.

My mind raced, I imagined Ashley telling Jackie about how she had used me to keep her satisfied, but now at least for the next 2 weeks she had the real thing. I had always liked Jackie, had always found her kind and understanding but now I was starting to resent the fact that she had come here and was going to spoil what I had with Ashley. 

A few minutes later I heard Ashley calling me, and then her tone became more demanding, sternly saying, "Come here at once Jamie or I'll make you pay."

Not wanting to piss Ashley off I quickly went into her room where I was met with the sight that I had expected, Ashley and Jackie naked together on Ashley's king size bed.

"Well what are you waiting for," said Ashley, "take your clothes off. It's not polite for you to be dressed while we are naked." Jackie just giggled.

Then by way of explanation, Ashley said, "You didn't think I would want to leave my beautiful baby girl out of our games did you? Besides I have just been telling Jackie what a good pussy eater you are, she can't wait for you to eat her out."

"Hmmmm..." Jackie nodded appreciatively.

"Now get your clothes off, or we will have to rip them off you, and you need your uniform for work."

Quickly I removed my clothes and jumped on the bed in glee.

"Now I just have to have a demonstration of your pussy eating skills," said Jackie.

I didn't need to be told twice and I pushed Jackie on her back, taking a long loving taste of her pussy before getting to work on eating her out.

"Oh fuck, you are good!" exclaimed Jackie, "That feels soooo good you beautiful bitch."

Any words from Jackie were cut off by Ashley pushing her insistent pussy into Jackie's face.

The taste of Jackie was very nice like Ashley, yet different somehow, Ashley tasted more sweet whereas Jackie tasted more salty, oh well, I thought to myself, variety is the spice of life.

Soon Jackie was coming hard and I found she was a squirter, squirting me all over. And at almost the same time Ashley came. The sound of the two women in the throes of orgasm was turning me on no end, and I was harder than I had ever been. After Ashley and Jackie each came twice, we switched round, with me eating out Ashley while Ashley ate out Jackie.

Then suddenly I felt a hand around my rock hard member, and Jackie's voice saying, "Ashley is a lesbian, but I am bisexual and I like a nice hard cock."

With that Jackie took my thick dick in her mouth and started sucking me off, it felt incredible. As her wet mouth wrapped around my rock hard dick, I suddenly realized something. This was the first time in my life that I was going to have an orgasm induced by somebody other than myself.

So as I continued to pleasure Ashley with my tongue, and she pleasured Jackie with hers, I finally came spewing wave after wave of cum into Jackie's mouth, who greedily sucked it up.

It felt so good that I almost passed out, and after we all lay on the bed exhausted from our exertions but looking forward to doing it again and again...

To be continued...