The second chapter in this crazy little tale.
I really loved my little adventure out as a woman. I liked the power I had over men. I was seriously thinking that I would like to live as a woman full time. That would be quite a commitment and one that would change my life forever.
As I said before I worked for a really liberal company and one day I got up some courage and went to my boss. I explained to her my desire to live in public as a woman. She smiled and was very understanding and said that it was my decision she and the company would support me and my job would not be in jeopardy. So the next day I went to work as a female. I started out dressing conservatively but gradually got used to wearing dresses some of which were cute and flirty.
I really started to notice the looks I was getting from guys when I went out to lunch or to run an errand. I always smiled back and enjoyed how they would look at my legs and ass or my chest before they looked me in the eye. It only added to the feeling if I was wearing some sexy lace under things. My nipples would get hard and show through.
I had been on hormones for a long time and my breasts had pretty much maxed out to the size they were going to get. Most of my bras were 36 C’s. I liked the attention they brought me, but I wondered what they would be like if they were bigger. I didn’t mean obnoxiously huge, but maybe a cup size. One was a little bigger then the other and that could be fixed with some implants.
Now this would be a big step. The more I thought about it the more I wanted to do it. I set up a meeting with a female plastic surgeon that was know to be friendly with CD’s. At our meeting she gave me some silicone forms to wear in my bra to get a feel for how much larger I wanted to go. I took them home and over the next week or so I tried different sizes and settled on the ones I liked best. They happened to be the biggest ones. When I went back to see her she took some measurements and after looking at the forms I chose said I would come out with a 36 DD cup. She would use a little bigger implant in my right breast because it was just a little smaller then the left. She guaranteed they would look fantastic and very natural.
I had a fairly large inheritance so paying for it was not a problem. After a week of soul searching I called and made the appointment for surgery. The day came and everyone at the clinic made me feel very welcome. The nurse that was assigned to me pampered me and reassured me that I would look great. The surgery was done and I woke up slowly in the recovery room. I was eventually taken to a private room and rested. My chest was wrapped and felt like I had 50lb sack of sand on it. The doctor came in and told me everything went well. She said that my breasts now matched and might end up being a little bigger then DD. Once all the swelling goes down they we shall see.
I stayed one night then went home the next afternoon. I was taking a week off work and just relaxed around the house. I was getting used to the new weight of my chest and towards the end of the week went back to the doctor to get the dressing changed. When she removed the wraps she had me stand up and look in the mirror. I couldn’t believe it. There were two very large perfectly matched breasts looking back at me. They looked perfect and very natural and they were mine. The nurses in the room marveled at how good they looked and how jealous they were of me. I put on a bra to get dressed and the 36DD I brought barely contained them. I would have to go bra shopping after the swelling went down.
After about 3 months my boobs settled down and felt like they were all me. I of course continued the HRT and felt more and more like a woman. I decided to go out on the town with my new shape. I had been working out a lot and my legs and ass were tight and sexy. I decided to wear the one essential every girl needed. A little black dress. This one was little and tight. It was cut low and showed off my new investments very well. A black lace push up bra helped display my assets. As I slipped on the matching pair of black lace thong panties I tucked my little balls up inside and wondered why I still even had these. That fact would have to be addressed soon. I wore some 4 inch heels because I wanted to show off my calves. My hair and makeup were perfect and out I went.
I went to a high class bar in a hotel. They had a bar that catered to rich locals and big spending out of towners. That is what I was looking for. A guy away from home that was looking for a one night stand. When I walked into the bar most of the men stopped and stared. As I walked toward the bar I loved the way these heels made my ass swing. My chest was swaying back and forth too. I immediately noticed a man at the bar. He was dressed in an expensive suit. He looked to be about 40 and from what I could tell he was in good shape. He hadn’t stopped staring at me since I walked in. He was very sure of himself and walked right up to me. He offered to buy me a drink and suggested we get a table. I accepted and he led me to the table showing the rest of the men he had claimed his prize.
As we sat there he complimented me on how I looked. He of course kept stealing looks at my cleavage. The more he drank the more forward he became.
He said he was from out of town and was here on business. I kept smiling waiting for him to make his move. He finally told me he just had to see my boobs out in the open and suggested we go up to his room. I reached and took his hand and said to lead the way. As we walked to the elevator I could tell he was drunk. Not to drunk to perform I hoped. I wondered how far I could let him go with me tonight.
We got to his room which was one of the executive suites. As soon as we were in the room he started groping my breasts through my dress and kissing me. As we made our way over to the bed I reached down to the front of his pants and found a nice size cock that was still growing. At least the alcohol hadn’t affected that. I pushed him on the bed and started to do a slow striptease in front of him.
I undid my dress and let it fall. I stood there in my bra, panties and heels. He started undressing himself while he sat on the bed staring at me. He had a glazed look in his eyes and I wondered if he could perform. As I stood there I turned around and bent over slightly to give him a good view of my ass. I spanked it to show him how firm it was. When I turned around he was naked on the bed. His big cock was at full attention. I licked my lips trying to decided where I wanted it. I reached behind my back and unclasped my bra. I held the cups against myself as the clasp let loose and the straps slid off my shoulders. I hesitated just for a moment the let the bra fall from my breasts. They were out in the open in their full glory. He sat up and reached out for them. I walked closer so he could touch me. He had a little trouble focusing but managed to start playing with my tits. He squeezed and rubbed and pinched.
I let him do this for a little bit then I pulled away and walked around to the side of the bed and I turned off the light. He laid back on the bed and I joined him. He continued to give my big boobs lots of attention. He sucked on my nipples which made me very horny. I stoked his cock with my hand and felt it’s length and thickness. He started squeezing my ass and I knew what I wanted to do.
I kissed him moving down his body as I did. When I reached his groin I held on to his cock as I guided it to my mouth. I heard him groan as I sucked on his shaft. I was getting him quite far down my throat. I was getting his cock very wet and since he was drunk he was lasting a long time. Finally when I thought he was wet enough I made my move. I kept his wet hard cock in my hand and I straddled him with my ass facing his head. I pulled my lace thong panties to one side and I aimed his cock at the entrance to my ass.
I hoped in the dark he might not notice where it was going, just that it was a hot tight hole. The wet head of his hard cock touched my virgin hole. I tried to relax and push down at the same time. My ass opened up a little and he started to go in. When his cockhead made it past my entrance I stopped to get used to it and I heard him groan. I let go of his cock with my hand and I arched my back and started to slide the rest of his cock up inside me. I slowly let it go up in me and finally I felt his pubic hair on my ass and he was all in. I felt soooo full. I started to go up and down on his cock getting a rhythm.
His hands were on my ass as I rode him. I heard him say that he loved how hot and tight my pussy was. I smiled to myself at being able to trick him into thinking he was fucking me like a real woman. As I continued to ride him I reached up to pinch my nipples and thought that’s what I really wanted. A pussy. The pressure from his cock was working on me. I knew I was going to come soon. I picked up the pace hoping he was close too.
I reached down inside my panties to rub my “clit”. I was so full of his cock I couldn’t take it. I started to shudder and a clear fluid started oozing out of me. My ass was spasming too and that set him off. He grabbed my hips and started ramming himself in me as far as he could go. I then felt it deep inside. His cock was shooting his seed deep inside me. He kept thrusting and shooting almost like he was trying to make sure his sperm got deep enough in me to get me pregnant.
Finally slowing I felt his cock start to soften. I rolled off of him as it pulled out of me. I kept my ass cheeks tight holding his load inside me. I crawled up and laid next to him and he kissed me. He told me how fantastic I was and what a tight pussy I had. He held me close and the drink and exertion finally made him fall asleep.
I laid there a little while enjoying the closeness. I moved my hand down his chest and thought how lucky his wife was, if he was married, or whoever gets to be with him. I slowly moved out from under his arm and got up off the bed. I collected my things and went into the bathroom. I checked my makeup and repositioned my thong and made sure nothing was leaking down my leg. I put my bra and dress back on and headed for the door. He was snoring softly as I slipped out and went back downstairs. I got my car from the valet and drove home.
I knew what I wanted now. This would be the final step. It would be risky and there would be no way back from it. I would call my plastic surgeon and have her recommend a doctor to do the surgery.
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A tale of pure fiction and fantasy.
I was actually considering going all the way. Going all the way in becoming female. I had been living as a female in all phases of my life for some time. I continued on the hormones and all my desires said I should do this. I had called the plastic surgeon who had done my breasts and explained what I wanted. She suggested going to see a doctor in Vancouver who was an expert in SRS. I called his office and made an appointment.
Luckily he could see me on a Saturday so I booked a flight and flew in early. His office was close to one of the big hospitals. I was dressed casually in jeans and a nice blouse. Since my breast augmentation there wasn’t much I could do to hide that fact I had large breasts. No matter what I wore it seemed like they were on display. They were very full 36 DD’s and I loved them. Men were like little boys around a big set of boobs. Some were more discreet but some just plain stared.
The doctors office was not crowded and a young nurse led me into his private office. I sat down in front of his desk and waited. He came in and shook my hand introducing himself. He sat behind his desk and began to ask me some questions. The usual stuff, how long had I wanted to do this, how long had I been living as a woman and reaffirming that this step was permanent. At the end of the questions he said he wanted to examine me. He called the nurse back in and she escorted me to an examining room. I got undressed and into a gown and the nurse came back in. She did the normal tests, weight, height, BP. She complimented me on my shape saying she was jealous.
He soon came in and asked me to lay down on the table. He put my feet in some stirrups and began. After some pulling, poking and prodding he asked me to stand up and open my gown. He checked out my muscle tone and examined my breasts. He said the my doctor did a perfect job on them. The were symmetrical and looked very natural. The scar underneath them was hidden in the crease and because the were on the heavy side didn’t show. He said I could get dressed and to meet him back in his office.
When were were settled he said he was willing to do the surgery. He said I was an ideal candidate. He would use the skin of my penis to form my inner labia lips. This would make them very natural looking and sensitive. The head of my penis would become my clitoris, also staying sensitive. My scrotal skin would become my vagina. Even though my balls had shrunk because of the , I still had plenty of skin to create a very natural and normal size vagina. He would leave my prostrate gland in place and I would pee out of a new opening he would create in the right place. I would still generate lubricating fluid from there and would be able to orgasm.
As he talked I grew very excited. I was going to be able to have sex like a real woman. He showed me some before and after pics of some of his patients and I could tell he was an expert. Their after pics were so good there was no way you could tell they were not a real woman. He had taken a pic of my genitals while he examined me and now with some morphing software showed me what I will look like after the operation. I sat there dumbfounded looking at what my new pussy would look like. I thanked him and said I would call soon to make the arrangements for surgery.
On the flight home I was deep in thought. I really really wanted this, but I kept thinking I needed to find a way to make sure. What could I do? I had been with men and loved sucking and fucking them. That would be so much easier after the change. What about my penis? Would I miss it? I hadn’t really used it as nature intended for a long time. Maybe I needed to one last time.
All the next week I made my plans. I decided to go to a club that was a known gay and bi hangout for women. Saturday night came and I got dressed to go out. I decided to wear a white tank top with no bra. You could plainly see my big aureola showing through. I wore some tight jeans that were torn in places and rode low on my hips. My whale tail was showing along with my new tattoo. I had recently had my lower back done. It wasn’t obnoxiously large just a cute tribal design that looked great above my tight firm ass and below my slim waist.
I paid the cover and entered the club. The music was thumping and it was crowded. Mostly women but a few guys and some obvious cross dressers. I made my way to the bar and got lots of looks from the really butch women and some from the feminine ones too. As I sat at the bar a manly looking woman with short hair came up next to me and very obviously squeezed my right boob and whispered in my ear that she wanted to suck it. I smiled at her and said maybe later that I was waiting for someone. She smiled and moved on. I surveyed the crowd and saw a cute brunette with a nice body looking at me. I smiled at her and she smiled back. I made my way over to her and asked her if she wanted to dance. She said sure and I took her hand and we made it to the crowded dance floor.
The music was typical club and we grooved and grinded. She was very sexy and I noticed many looking at us wishing they looked as good as we did. We got closer and as she ran her hands over my ass I did the same to her. She was in very good shape with about 34 B’s. We danced till we were sweaty and then took a break for a drink.
We made some small talk and then I asked her what she was in here looking for tonight. She admitted she was experimenting being bisexual. She had recently broken up with her boyfriend and know wanted to explore this.
She had been with some women, but when she saw me it made her knees weak and nipples hard. I smiled and said I had been trying some new things as well. I wanted to be honest with her and tell her my situation. She listened closely as I described my life. When I was done and she knew I wanted to be with a woman one last time I expected her to run away. She didn’t and said that if I wanted to be with her tonight we could leave anytime.
We had another round of drinks and then left the club. Her place was closer so we went there. It was small but cute like her. She fixed us a couple of drinks and we sat on the couch. She asked me how I knew I wanted to be a woman full time. I explained all my female feelings and experiences with men. We laughed at how men can be sometimes. I told her that even after my surgery I would probably always consider myself bisexual. I loved both men and women. She nodded with understanding and then took my hand and led me to her bedroom.
She put on some soft music and as we sat on her bed she leaned over and kissed me. It was so different then a man’s kiss. So soft yet urgent. She smelled great and soon we were trying to undress each other. We were both wearing jeans so laughing we stood up to peel them off. She pulled my tank top up and off my head as I did the same to her. Neither one of us were wearing a bra and she lifted up on my breasts to feel their weight. She said she was convinced now she was getting a set of these like mine. Giggling we jumped on the bed to lay next to each other.
We continued kissing and exploring each other. Her breasts were soft with big prominent nipples. I kissed her neck moving down so I could suck on them. She moaned softly as I pulled on one then the other. As I moved down her flat stomach I pulled her lace thong down and off. She was trimmed but not bare. She opened her legs and her pussy flowered open. I began to rub her and found her swollen clit. She jumped when I pinched it. I inserted a finger in her and found out she was on the small side, tight and shallow. She got wetter when I placed my lips on her sex and licked around. She pressed my head into her telling me not to stop.
I had thought ahead and earlier tonight I took a Viagra pill I had gotten from a guy at work. I wanted to make sure my cock would be up to the task. Things were working well and I had my first real erection in quite awhile. She was pulling on it as I was licking her after she took my thong off. We changed positions with her on top of me in a classic 69. I had my hands on her tight ass pulling her to me and she was sucking my cock with gusto. It was a very strange feeling. All warm and wet and it felt good when she licked the head. I had my tongue up inside her as far as it would go and she was grinding on it.
I could tell she was close from the small spasms and I think I was actually going to come as well. I felt pressure building as she jacked my cock with her hand and I sucked her clit as hard as I could. I think she felt me swell a little and sucked the head back into her mouth. I started to spasm and come. It wasn’t very forceful shooting but lasted a long time. She shuddered and clamped her legs harder on my head as she came and her juice flooded my mouth.
Finally satiated she rolled off of me and turned around to hold me close. We kissed tasting each other. Our breasts were pressed together between, nipples touching. We stroked and cuddled each other as we recovered. The Viagra was doing it’s job and I was still hard though not large. She reached down to stroke me as I squeezed and rubbed her ass.
She rolled me over on my back and straddled me. My big boobs rolled to each side and she ran her hands down my tight flat stomach. Raising up she grabbed my cock and positioned herself over it. She lowered herself and I felt the warmth of her pussy engulf me as I entered her. I was all the way in and she started to grind. She was tight and wet and it felt really good, but I knew I wouldn’t miss it. She got into a rhythm and went up and down. I was reaching up to her boobs and she reached for mine. If I pulled and pinched her nipples she did the same to mine. This felt better then anything. As she squeezed me I was getting closer. My hips actually started bucking some as she rolled my nipples between her fingers. We had been fucking for awhile, both sweaty and breathing hard. I felt the same pressure start to build and I told her I thought I was going to come soon. I didn’t think I was producing any sperm because of the hormones but I wasn’t sure. She said to just fuck her harder and come in her.
And that’s just what I did. I felt fluid rise up and flow out of my cock. I felt the orgasm more in my lower belly then in my cock. A fluttering squeezing that went on and on. She came too, very hard. I kept think that soon I would be able to feel what she is feeling right now. Finally she collapsed onto my big boobs. She rolled over and my now shrunken cock slipped out of her. We held each other and fell asleep.
The next morning we showered together and I got dressed. She thanked me for last night and said she hoped to see me again. She knew now she would always love both men and women. I knew I would to, but I was now convinced on the direction I was going to take. She kissed me and I left her place to drive back home. Monday morning I made the call to the doctor in Vancouver. I was going through with the SRS and made the surgery appointment. I would take a 2 week vacation and when I got back I would be a woman and never look back.
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