Date: Tue, 19 Apr 2005 23:54:50 +1000 (EST)
From: Peter Gray <jett19732000@yahoo.com.au>
Subject: She called my bluff (TG 'Surgery')

This story is completely fictional, any similarities to real persons are
coincendental, the story contains explicit sexual acts and should not be
read by persons under 18.  If you are uncomfortable with stories of
transgendered nature DO NOT READ. This text should not be reproduced except
with the express permission of the author.



                       "She Called My Bluff!"


Hi my name is Michael, this begins a story about a moment of weakness where
I severely underestimated my wife's determination and resolve to hold me to
a promise.

My wife Carol and I had been married for about five years, she was a bit
older than me in her mid thirties. With a bit of age she had started to sag
a bit and her beauty that I once knew was also fading. Thus in recent times
I had been taking in alot of pornographic sites on the internet very nearly
getting caught on several occassions.  You see my wife is also a bit of a
prude, she was raised with a certain amount of dignity, which I sometimes
found frustrating when pushing my manhood onto her.

Something I was starting to get from the internet was a love of big
breasted women, I imagined Carol with a nice set of DD breasts, bursting
out of her Bras, I was also imagining being with women ten years younger
than her.  It was starting to make me feel very guilty not to mention
frustrated, I am deeply in love with Carol and would never cheat on her, so
the dilema I had was trying to fulfill my fantasy with Carol.

I had been stewing over this issue for some time now when I finally
promised myself that I would confront her with my proposal that she have a
surgical makeover including breast enhancement, I even looked up costs and
reliable surgeons so I could present it to her in one go.  Money wasn't an
issue as I had made quite a sizable amount through some very good
investments in the stock market, now I work from home helping other people
to success on the stock market like mine.

Although Carol didn't have to work she enjoyed keeping busy, so she got a
simple job at a local womens clothing store selling designer lables to
snobby and beautiful women.

On a Friday afternoon I decided to make my move, it would give me a weekend
to convince Carol to go through with my proposal of a few enhancements.
Carol walked through the door at 6.00pm, a little later than usual.  She
was her usual chipper self and busied herself preparing dinner.  I grabbed
my folder of information and walked into the kitchen, very slowly, I was
shaking all over and my palms began to sweat, this little stunt could ruin
our marriage.  I kept telling myself that if I didn't our marriage was over
anyway, Carol simply didn't turn me on anymore, despite loving her I also
needed to be physically gratified.  So I took a deep breath and launched
into my proposal.

"Hi Sweety" Carol smiled at me I shakingly replied, "Hi dear, can we talk?"
She must have sensed something was going on as she stopped smiling and
walked over to me.  "What have you done Michael?"  "Nothing, Nothing, look
sit down we need to discuss where our love life is going" Now she was
looking almost scared "You're not cheating are you Mike" I said "No, that
would never happen, what the issue is, is we are getting older and with
that our bodies are changing" She laughed at me, "I don't care if you are
getting grey hairs!"  I took another deep breath "I'm not talking about me,
it's you, you are still beautiful, but age is taking it's toll on you" "I'm
35 Mike, not 75, bloody hell" "Carol just listen to me, I was thinking that
you could get a couple of nip and tucks and maybe breast implants", I
blurted this out and prepared for the onslaught.  "You are kidding Michael,
this has to be a joke, you want me to go under a knife just so I can turn
you on, no, you're mad" "Please sweetie think about it, our sex life will
be better, you'll look hot, and women will be envious of your body" "Mike,
the only way I would even contemplate this is if you did it as well, and I
know this is not going to happen so forget it" I sat in shock, and before I
knew what I was doing I decided to bluff her into it "Fine, I'll do it if
you do it" It was Carol's turn to sit in shock, she just stared at me, "You
really are serious about this?" I was hoping that she would see how
determined I was and just go and get it done, my bluff was merely an
example of how far I would push to get my way.  Her next comment got me,
Carol called my bluff, "Fine mike, I'll get it done, but I am going to hold
you to your promise, you are also going to get a full surgical makeover, we
are going to have the same size breasts and you are going to get feminised
so all the other girls will envy YOUR body"

We didn't speak for the rest of the evening, I sat in silence and abject
terror, trying to think of where I went wrong.  I had screwed up and let my
hormones and fantasies trip me up.  I didn't sleep, all I could think about
was how was I going to get out of this.

The following morning Carol was up early, I could hear her on the phone and
got out of bed to find out who she was speaking with.  She was sitting in
the living room with my folder of information laying open in front of her.
As I walked in she looked up at me, "Well if it isn't my soon to be wife",
I cringed at this "Mike, I have been making some phone calls and looking at
the information you have got.  I am not happy with your selection of
doctors so I have spoken to a friend of mine who is a very good plastic
surgeon with her own practice in Melbourne, I told her what you had
proposed and she would be more than happy to start both our transformations
on Monday, isn't that great!?"

I didn't know what to say, so I grunted and walked out of the room, I could
feel her sinister smile on my back.  I deserved this, I had stuffed up and
was getting my punishment for going way too far.  I avoided Carol for the
rest of the weekend, closing myself off to the world in my office,
immersing myself into stocks and shares.

Before I knew it Monday was here, I was so terrified that I spent the
morning vomiting.  Carol showed me absolutely no sympathy, she packed our
bag and virtually dragged me out of the house.  I was well and truly
screwed, in the mean time Carol was almost cheery.  "Well Mike I know this
didn't turn out the way you wanted, but I have been thinking about it and
am almost looking forward to shaving a few years of my body and perking up
these puppies" She looked down at her breasts. I groaned "Carol, I was only
fucking with you, let's not do this", "Mike!, this doctor is a very good
friend of mine, it would be rude to stand her up, I want to do this now and
you promised you would be in it with me, so be a man...or should I say
woman!" she has began to laugh loudly.  I shut my eyes, I could feel my
stomach churning again, putting my head against the window of the car I
prayed this would change in my favour.

I was not that lucky.

We arrived at the surgeory a little after 4.00pm.  I dragged my feet into
the building and to my impending doom.  We were ushered into a small office
with the usual plastic models of skulls and body parts that are found in
every doctors office, and the door was shut.

About five minute later an attractive blonde woman came into the room
wearing a pinstriped suit carrying a cup of coffee, "Carol! how are you
dear" Carol jumped up and hugged this woman "great Sue, thanks for seeing
us on short notice, it was Mikes idea but I like it, so what can you do for
us?"

Sue looked at me and winked "Well Mike, your bone structure is pretty fine
so there shouldn't be any drama's in making you look like a very elegant
lady" I bowed my head in resignation as both girls chatted about various
matters including what surgical changes should be made to both of us.  I
ignored the lot, letting them figure it out on their own.

After 2 hours of the girls talking and playing with computer images they
appeared to agree on what changes should be made to Carol and I.  I still
had no idea, and didn't want to know.  Sue has then left the room and
returned a short time later with an older lady, who I identified as a
Registered Nurse by her name tag. "Michael, could you come with me please
and we'll prep you for your first procedure".  I stood up and followed her
obediently, I was in a real flap now, I had to get out of here.  As I
walked down the hall behind the nurse I saw the front office through a
doorway, I have then quite deftly slipped through it and made a run for the
door, it was locked, shit, next minute I felt a needle enter my shoulder,
then darkness.

It felt as though no time had passed, I slowly woke staring up at two bars
of fleuresant lights, flickering away above me.  My chest felt like it was
on fire, I tried to look at it but Sue appeared above me smiling "Well
Mike, tried to get away did we?, not to worry, you have a lovely set of
breasts equal in size with Carol's new ones, Carol has had all her surgery
and you can see her in a couple of weeks, but we have a fair bit to go with
you, so shut your eyes and relax, you won't feel a thing.  I saw her take
hold of a drip line and inject something into it, everything went black
again.

The next time I woke I was in my own bed, Carol was hovering above me
looking very hot and very anxious.  "Oh thank god, you've been unconcious
for so long, I thought Sue had done something wrong", I looked around
trying to get focus, I could see several drip lines leading to my arms and
could feel something in my nose and down the back of my throat.  I tried to
talk but only a croaking noise came out, I then fell back into darkness.

Conciousness came back to me again, this time I could hear Carol and Sue
talking, I groaned and they were both in my face looking very concerned.
Sue shined a torch in both of my eyes and checked my pulse, looking a
little relieved she turned to Carol "She'll be fine, she underwent so many
changes that anybody would go into a certain level of shock, I suppose
sitting in front of a computer on a daily basis did her no favours with
physical strength and stamina.  Keep an eye on her and let me know if there
are any changes", they clasped hands over me and Sue left.  I couldn't feel
the tube in my throat anymore and the drips appeared to have gone from my
arms.  I looked at Carol, and croaked "what happened"

She looked a little anxious and sat on the bed next to me, one thing I
immediately noticed was that she looked ten years younger and her breasts
were a lovely D cup and bursting out of her blouse, the next thing I
noticed concerned me, there were no signs of surgery, no bruising and no
visable scars.  "Well Mike, you had your surgery all at once, then you went
into a coma, you have been in a coma for about twelve months.  Sue
continued to feminize you over this time and treat you with hormones, she
said the coma was safe and she didn't think there would be any danger in
keeping you in that state.  The last time you woke you had a heart attack,
that was a month ago.  Sue said it was because of your weak state and the
shock of what had been done to you.  She seems to think that you will be
right now, we just have to get you excercising and eating solid food.

I wasn't in pain, I just felt weak, I croaked again "could you get me drink
of water", instantly she had one in her hand and helped me to sit up.  I
had to admit that she was looking great, her hair was longer and now blonde
and those breast kept getting into my line of sight.

I drank deeply of the water and looked at her again, my throat felt better
so I thought I would ask a few questions "What did you do to me?" Strange
my voice was definately a higher pitch and sounded very feminine.  Carol
could see my shock "Well we did what I discussed with you, effectively you
look like a woman, you have been receiving female hormones as well, I
figured that your voice needed changing if you were going to look like
this, so that was done as well, Mike you look amazing, with a bit of sun
and exercise you will be a knockout"

I began to panic, what had they done to me, I quickly reaced for my penis,
to my relief it was still there, although my testicals were somewhat
smaller, the other thing I noticed was that there was no longer any pubic
hair around it, I touched my legs, again no hair.  Carol was looking at me,
she was clearly concerned, but her concern was the least of my worries, I
pulled the covers off me and began to get out of bed.  Carol took hold of
my arm "Mike, you are going to be very weak, let me help you" I allowed her
to help me from the bed, she took me to the bathroom where there was a nice
warm bath waiting for me.  Carol has then removed what looked like a satin
nightie with lace accenting it over my head.  My head was spinning this was
very bad.  I took a deep breath and look towards the new weight I could
feel on my chest.  Sitting proudly out from my chest were two large and
very natural looking breasts, very similar in size to Carol's.  Well it was
done, I had breasts.  I had no one to blame but myself, with the assistance
of Carol I got into the bath and allowed her to wash my new body.  Her
hands passing over my breasts turned my on, I looked down and saw my
nipples begining to rise, I started to breath deeply as my penis also began
to rise.  Carol has then began washing my hair, it felt thick and long on
top of my head, and when she rinsed the shampoo out I could feel it
covering my back.

Carol helped me out of the bath and sat me in a plastic chair while she
dried me off, she has then gone to work on my hair, blowdrying it and
styling it.  I guess it has been twelve months that it has had to grow, and
I was quite long anyway before my wife took my old body from me.

When she had finished with my hair I could feel it tickling my shoulders
and back, framing my face as well.  She has then taken something from each
of my ear lobes and I could see her with a pair of gold hoop earrings in
her hand, these have quickly been placed through each of my now peirced ear
lobes.  Then came the makeup, I just sat there, sucumbing to the
inevitable.  She has left the bathroom, leaving me sitting naked in that
plastic chair.  I reached up and took a breast in each hand, they felt very
strange, but I kind of liked the feelings they generated in me.  Carol came
back in to the bathroom with a dress and underwear.  She was smiling as she
fitted a lacy red bra to me supporting my new breasts, then assisted me
with matching panties.  Then while supporting myself on her shoulder I
stood as she slipped the dress over my head.  It was a light and long
flowery summer dress.  Then that strange foriegn feel as a breeze travelled
up my legs under the dress.  Carol then silently assisted me to a full
length mirror in the bedroom.  I stood there dumb founded, I kept a hold of
Carol, staring back at me from the mirror were two very beautiful women,
one I recognised as the new Carol, the other was totally unrecognisable,
but I knew it was me, I had red straight and silky hair that cascaded over
my shoulders to mid back, hanging from my ears were the glinting gold hoop
earrings, I had lost weight and my neck looked elegant, now minus the tell
tale adams apple, next my breasts and a now wider and feminine waist line.
My face was beautiful, all my features had changed, I looked very much like
a woman, everything was finer and elegant.

Carol stood silently next to me, staring back at me from the mirror, she
looked like she wanted me to say something.  In my new female voice I said
"I don't know what to say Carol, I didn't want this, but I guess I can't
change what has happened now, you look hot, and so do I.  But you can't
keep calling me Mike now and how do you feel about having sex with a woman
with a penis, this is deffinately not what I had in mind"

A tear came into her eyes "Mike, I will always love you, you are still my
husband, or wife, whatever you want to be called, I have no problems with
having sex with the new you, and I don't care what anyone else thinks.  I
was also thinking about your name and figured that something as close to
your current name was safe, how about Michelle, or Shelly for short?"

I liked it, and I also liked the fact that my wife still loved me.  I
turned to her and kissed her deeply, then I held her for some time.

Over the next couple of weeks I spent my time getting my muscle tone back,
I walked daily and ate copious amounts of healthy food, I was also doing
weight training and sunning myself in the back yard.  I still didn't have
sex with Carol, I was just getting over the fact that in a mirror I was a
beautiful woman and was finding it hard to behave like a normal husband
should.

On a sunny Monday morning Carol was up and out of the house to go to work
before I woke.  I slowly slid out of bed and staggered to bathroom.  I
stood there looking at the mirror taking in my new face for what seemed
like hours, I shook my head, my hair fell across my face, I combed it back
and put it up with a large hair clip.  well if I was going to be a woman I
suppose I should get used to behaving like one, this was the biggest thing
I had been fighting since I woke from my coma.  I took one more look in the
mirror and got in the shower.  I quickly washed myself using all of Carol's
expensive cleansing products.

I got out of the shower and patted myself dry, I let my hair down and
brushed it out, it looked great, I slipped some casual clothes on and put a
pair of diamond stud earrings in each lobe.  Then with a small buzz of
exhileration I grabbed my car keys and left the house.  With a sense of
trepidation I have driven to the local shopping mall and made a line
straight for the beauty salon.  Upon entering I walked up to the starkley
white front counter and spoke with a young very beautiful girl, "Hi, I was
just wondering if I could get in for a complete makeover" I could see the
dollar signs light up in her eyes "Ah, what would you like done maam", I
took a breath "Just call me Michelle and I want to look sexy for my
partner, I mean really hot"

Smiling the young girl asked me to follow her, I walked behind her to the
back of the salon, there she asked me to strip to my panties and put a
silky white robe on.

I did as I was told, making sure my manhood was well hidden between my
legs.  I sat in silence for about half an hour when the girl returned
"Michelle my name is Amy, I'll be doing your makeover today, you said you
wanted to look sexy, now do you want to ooze sex or just be sexy enough to
go out to dinner" I knew what I wanted and knew why "I want to ooze sex
Amy" Amy clapped her hands, "we are going to have some fun today Michelle"

She ushered me to a hair washing point, here she has slowly washed and
conditioned my hair, this was starting to turn me on, I could feel my penis
getting hard between my legs, and clenched my thighs to keep it in place.
Amy wrapped a towel around my hair and led me to a chair in front of a
mirror, here she has towel dried my hair and brushed it out, she has then
taken to it with scissors, trimming and styling it to just past my
shoulders in length, feathered around my face to frame it, she has then
dried and styled it.  I already noticed the difference, it was gorgeous.
She has then clipped my hair away from my face and began shaping my
eyebrows to fine arches above my eyes, next she has peirced my ears again,
placing two small gold studs in each, this shocked me initially, but I was
enjoying being treated like a woman and was not going to say no to
anything.  Next I was asked to lie on a hard vinyl bed on my back, Amy
undid my robe exposing my bare body, save for my panties hiding my secret.
"Michelle, I plan on doing some more peircings, do you have a problem with
this?" I smiled and nervously said "no".  With that Amy quickly had a
lovely gold bar through my navel and a small gold ring through each nipple.
It hurt like hell, but I was getting so turned on that this small
discomfort was pushed well back.  Amy then asked me another question,
"Michelle, I would like to remove all your pubic hair, could you remove
your panties", oh shit, I hesitated, she would find out that I am a man.  I
stuttered "Umm, I kind of think that, umm, no I don't think so", Amy said
"look I have seen alot of women, I am not going to make comments about you,
I just think if you want to ooze sex you have to be fully smooth." Again I
paused "Amy, I have something that might shock you, that's all" "What have
you got a penis in there or something" I paused, "My god, you do, that is
amazing, you look awesome, I didn't pick you as a guy at all, you look so
natural, this make it even more erotic, quick get those panties off so I
can do something else with you" I slowly and with a red face removed my
panties, my penis sprang from between my legs and stood to attention for
Amy.  She looked at it with a big smile on her face.  This was really
embarrassing, "Don't worry Michelle, this won't hurt" She has then deftly
removed the hair that had growen in the past couple of weeks, "You really
should think about getting electrolosis down here, it will then be gone for
good" I agreed with her, she has then pulled out a needle and before I
could squeal she had a bar through the base of the tip of my penis, I
nearly fainted in pain.  She has then completed my makeover with very
slutty looking makeup and fitted a corsette to me.  When she had finished
my breasts were bursting out of the top of it, I was very unsucessfully
standing in a pair of three inch stilletoes and my hair was styled around
my face, I had a pair of very large hoop earrings in each lobe that I could
feel touching my shoulders.  I definately oozed sex.  Amy gave me a coat to
cover me as my clothes would be too difficult to put on and take off.  I
have then travelled home, Carol was going to be in for a surprise, I looked
like a high class hooker, and I liked it.

I set myself up on our bed leaving my stilletoes on in a very provocotive
pose and waited.  About twenty minutes later I heard the front door open,
Carol yelled out "Shelly, I'm home" That name still sounded weird, but I
was determined to embrace it.  I called down to her "I'm in the bedroom
sweetness".  I heard Carol's footsteps coming towards me, I swallowed
nervously and as she reached the doorway and breathed, "I want you".  Carol
stopped and just stared at me "Oh my god, you look amazing" she was
standing there holding the door frame just staring at me. "Come to me
Carol" I got off the bed and did my very best to look hot while balancing
in these foreign shoes.  She walked over to me and I kissed her slowly, my
tongue dancing with hers.  I have then slowly unbuttoned her shirt and
removed it, taking time to kiss her neck and chest.  I have then removed
her bras, licking and kissing each of her nipples, working my way down to
her skirt which was also removed with ease.  I kissed her passionately
again and gently pushed her to the bed. Kicking off my heels I slowly lay
next to her running my fingers gently over dripping pussy.  I turned around
positioning my crotch over her face and began to run my tongue up and down
her pussy, licking and savouring her juices.  I felt her releasing my hard
penis from my panties, and take it all in her mouth and throat, I have then
felt one, then two then three of Carol's fingers in my anus, she began to
pump them in and out, I returned the favour probing her anus and pussy with
my fingers as I licked and sucked on her clit. before long Carol was
convulsing with violent orgasms, I pulled out of her mouth and pushed my
erect member into her hole, I lay down on top of her and began to pump in
and out of her pussy, Carol whispered in my ear "I want your breasts on
mine", with that she reached around and began undoing my corset. Before
long it was lying next to us as my large breasts met those of my wife, we
made the most passionate love I have ever experianced for the majority of
the night until we finally fell asleep with exhaustion.

The following morning we woke naked in each others arms, Carol was slowly
and carefully playing with my nipple rings, she looked at me and said "what
happened to you Mike, over night you seem to have become a sex crazed slut,
don't get me wrong I loved it.  But you didn't have to get all of your bits
pierced to impress me, I love you as you are. (why couldn't she say that
when I was all man).  I moved her hand away from my tender nipples and
decided to take control, it was time to take the prude out of my wife.
"Carol, today we are going to the mall, and you are going to get some
things peirced, then we are going to a sex shop and we are going to buy
some toys, then we are going to get all slutty together, and have some more
wild and wierd sex.  Carol looked at me, she obviously wanted this and she
quietly and meekly said "ok".

I got up and readied myself, cleaning my new piercings, putting some makeup
on and some smaller hoop earrings, I put my hair up in a high pony tail and
slipped on a light short olive green summer dress. Giving myself a once
over in the mirror, happy with the hot chick I now was, I walked back into
the bedroom, Carol was still in bed, she was staring at me "Mike, I mean
Shelly, you are gorgeous, if I hadn't had your dick in me last night I
would swear blind that you were all woman, I love you" I walked over to her
and kissed her soundly, "common lazy things to do, get up", Carol laughed
and jumped out of bed, running into the bathroom and shutting the door
behind her.

I have then sauntered to the kitchen and prepared breakfast, Carol came out
soon after looking very hot, she had a tight T-shirt on with a short skirt
and sandles, her hair was loose and freshly washed, cascading over
shoulders and down her back like a golden waterfall.

I said "hungry", Carol shook her head, "no, just excited, let's go and be
dirty!"

Hand in hand we walked out of the house, to every outside party we looked
like a gorgeous lesbian couple.  I had nevery felt so wired in my entire
life, it was as if I had been reborn.  I drove us to the mall and we made
our way to the salon, Amy was there and gave me a smile and wink "Michelle
how are you today?" I replied with a smile "wondeful, I just want to
introduce my wife Carol", Carol shook Amy's hand with a strange look at me.
I smiled at my wife, "how do you think she pierced my penis, she knows
about me" Carol's smile broadened, Amy took both our hands and dragged us
into the salon.  We were the only people there, "what could I do for you
today Michelle?", "well, Carol was actually wanting to get some piercings
done", Amy held a chair for Carol, which carol occupied obediently.  Amy
walked off and came back quickly with her piercing kit, I gave some
whispered instructions to Amy, then she went to work.  First Carol received
a very small stud in her left nostril, then she was put on the same vinyl
bed I occupied yesterday.  Quickly one after the other gold rings were
place in each nipple, navel and clitorous.  Then with a small squeal a nice
stud was placed in Carol's tongue.  I nearly had to carry Carol out of
there and took her home to recover from Amy's ministrations.

Our piercings took nearly a month to heal in that time we became closer as
girlfriends as well as husband and wife.  Eventually I took Carol to the
local sex shop and we bought several large dildo's, some pornographic films
mainly consisting of lesbian action.

It didn't take long for Carol's sexual appetite to exceed mine, quite
frankly she turned into a real little hussy, she enjoyed fucking my arse
with her strap on, and I fucked her simultaneously while pushing a huge
soft dildo up her anus.  I was enjoying my life and being a woman.
Eventually we began frequently lesbian bars together.  I loved dressing in
skimpy dresses flirting with the girls, but we would always go home
together.

Until finally one night while dancing with Carol at a lesbian bar I felt a
tap on my shoulder, I turned around and saw Sue, the cursed surgeon that
changed me from being a perfectly happy man.  I coldly said "Sue", she
smiled, "now now, Mike, don't be like that, as far as I have been led to
believe you are really embracing womanhood", without warning she has taken
my chin and kissed me deeply, pushing her tongue past me lips and into my
mouth.  I have then felt Carol behind me pushing her hands under my dress,
pulling my penis free and slowly stroking it.  I nearly fell over from this
onslaught.  I could feel them guiding me away from the dance floor and into
a quite room, I opened my eyes and could only make out what appeared to be
some sort of bedroom, I could still hear the club music banging away behind
the door.  Sue locked the door while Carol continued stroking my penis and
kissing my neck.  I shut my eyes again and let out a loud moan.  The I felt
my penis in a mouth, I looked down and saw Sue sucking me, I put my hands
on her head gathering her hair in a pony tail, using it as a handle to
lever her mouth deeply over my penis.  I then felt Carol push something
into my anus I moaned again, it was huge, I felt stretched to my very
limits. Sue stopped sucking me and threw me onto the bed, Carol was still
pushing an object hard into me, while Sue turned me so I on all fours.  I
was begining to orgasm, Carol grabbed my penis from behind and clamped it
in her fingers, preventing my orgasm.  The girls have then stood up and
Carol bent down near my ear as I collapsed on my side on the bed.  "Sweetie
this is the next step to woman hood, it is time for you to taste a man.
She then walked to the door and unlocked it.  A short time later the door
opened and a clearly transexual woman entered the room, she walked up to me
and bent towards my face, "Honey, I'll make this as gentle as possible, but
you will suck me no matter what" I looked up, I was horrified, this is
definately not supposed to happen.  Carol and Sue started kissing, and the
transexual guided me to my knees in front of her, she produced a very large
penis and said "Pleasure me bitch", this must have been a nightmare, I
again looked at the girls who were holding each other looking at me,
waiting.  I looked again at the penis almost touching my lips, I could see
a drop of precum on its tip.  I slowly and very hesitantly licked at the
cum, it didn't taste bad, but the thought of a penis in my mouth was
offensive.  Again I looked at Carol and Sue, Sue was fingering herself and
moaning softly as she watched me, Carol was moving towards me, she knelt
next to me and took my left breast in her hand and began to knead it, I
moaned and leant forward, involuntarily taking hold of the shemale's penis.
The Shemale has moaned and taken the back of my head and began pulling my
face towards her penis, as this was happening a thought popped into my
head, as much as I thought of myself as a woman I was never going to be as
long as I had a penis, I was merely another Shemale, I was like this person
pulling my head towards her penis.  Carol had taken both my breasts in her
hands from behind and was kissing my neck, I opened my mouth and let out a
moan, as I did this the shemale penis slid through my open lips, she pulled
my head firmly onto the erect shaft, I nearly choked on it.  I closed my
lips around the shaft and rolled my tongue around the head, Carol continued
to caress me, causing me to escape into a world of passion, away from what
I thought was right or reasonable, I felt that huge mass enter my arse
again as Carol pushed hard from behind, at the same time I feveroushly
sucked on the shemale's member, the shemale was screaming loudly at this
stage pulling my head hard against her shaft, so hard her penis slid into
my throat, I could then feel a burst of warm liquid pour into my throat, I
pulled my head away and got a mouthful of cum, the shemale pulled out and
knelt in front of me, she looked in my eyes and said "swallow it beautiful
sister, taste it" She held my chin as I swallowed, it felt aweful, but I
didn't say a word.  She has then stood and quietly left the room.  Carol
has then turned my head towards her and kissed me long and hard, tasting
the shemale cum in my mouth and on my lips.  She has then looked at me
"well honey, now you have had a penis in your mouth what do you think?"  I
started to cry, this was not how it was meant to be, I didn't know what to
think, I could feel Carol slip the large object out of my arse, she threw
in on the floor in front of me, it was a huge dildo, thicker than a coke
can, I slipped my hand to my arse and could feel a wide hole where it had
been, I again looked at Carol, who kissed me again, she helped me to my
feet, I felt like I had been raped by a gorilla. Sue came over kissed me
softly on the cheek and whispered in my ear, "we can make you all woman,
all you need to do is say yes", she has stood back and looked at me for a
short time as I let what she said sink in.  I already knew the answer, I
had answered this question in my head while choking on a penis, I lifted my
dress and looked at my now flacid member, I didn't want to be a shemale,
and it was too late to go back to being Mike, I looked up at Sue and Carol
and said "Yes".

2 years later:

After that momentous night I underwent SRS surgery, performed by Sue, free
of charge, she moulded my vagina to look and react like any woman.
Initially I felt robbed, I felt like I had been pushed into everything that
had happened over the past few years.  But as I got on with my life I
eventually embraced my womanhood.  Carol and I enjoyed a healthy lesbian
relationship, I was now enjoying vaginal sex with an amazing aray of toys.

We continued to go clubbing, but expanded to straight clubs, until I was
going out by myself when Carol was too tired or out of town.  I loved the
night life, I was starting pay attention to men and their pick up lines,
lines I used to use on woman when I was a man.  I knew what i was doing was
wrong, but I was more woman now than ever and had never had straight sex as
a woman.

Carol had gone out of town for two weeks to help select a new line of
clothing for her work so I made a decision that once and once only I was
going to find a man and have a one night stand, I needed to know what it
was like, I didn't feel like I was gay, I didn't look anything like the man
I used to be, I felt confident in my decision.  I arranged a very subtle
but elegant outfit for the night, a slinky satin black short dress, pearl
earrings, and necklace, I removed my nipple rings and went without a bra or
panties, I wanted quick access so this would be a very quick affair.  I did
my makeup and hair.  I had let my hair grow, it was now past the middle of
my back, I continued to have Amy trim it, it was shaped beautifully around
my face, also flowing smoothly down my back, I looked in the mirror, I
looked beautiful, not at all slutty.  I packed by purse and left the house,
I headed firstly to my usual lesbian bar, where I downed a number of shots,
now I was buzzing and ready to put this plan in motion.  I have then
attended a high class club that attracts wealthy business men and women, I
have ordered a highly over priced beer and waited to be propositioned.  It
wasn't long before a small man in a suit has come up to me, he had long
hair pulled back in a pony tail, both ears peirced and his eyebrows shaped
in a feminine arch, he asked me "So I haven't seen you here before, you are
amazingly beautiful, could I buy you a drink?"  I looked at him, he was
definately a cross dresser, I smiled slightly and said "I am here looking
for a real man, not a cross dresser", he smiled back at me "That's fine, I
only dress up in private, I still like women and I am not gay", Oh well I
thought, It was only a one night stand, it didn't matter what the guy was
like, "Fine, I would love a drink", we sat and drank until closing, he has
then invited me back to his place.  Upon arrival we had coffee and talked
some more, he told me his name was Brian, with is alternate persona as
Chantelle, I was pretty drunk at this stage and Brian began showing me his
wardrobe, it was very funny, I started dressing him as Chantelle, I untied
his hair and styled it, I put some lovely beaded earrings in each of his
lobes and did his makeup.  With the exception of his body he looked very
feminine, "well Chantelle, what's a girl got to do to get a kiss, he has
taken me by the hands and pulled me to him, he kissed my softly, so much
like a girl, this is not quite what i had in mind but I was not choosy.  we
kissed for some time, he has then pushed me to the bed and began kissing my
body all over, pushing my dress up around my arm pits he licked and kissed
my breasts stomache and pussy, I was moaning softly as he turned around in
the 69 position, I was staring at a shaved circumcised penis, he was
licking my pussy with vigour, I could feel my orgasm rising, I took his
penis in my mouth and sucked it like I was possessed, he has pulled away
from me and turned around, roughly pushing his penis into my pussy, he
pushed my legs over each of his shoulders as he pumped in and out of me.  I
looked up at a face of a woman but a body of a man and kept thinking back
to my life as Mike, eventually he came in me, I felt the hot burst of cum
inside me, he pulled out and ay next to me kissing my neck "Michelle that
was great" I looked at him as he pushed my hair away from my face, "Brian,
that was great, I have to go, I'll call you" I quickly stood and pulled my
dress back down, I went into his bathroom and tried to find something to
stop his cum dripping down my legs, I opened a drawer and found an amazing
aray of pads and tampons, curious, I took a tampon and put it in my vagina,
I have then grabbed my purse and left.

When I got home I washed myself thoroughly, cursing myself for not using a
condom, I felt empty, it was not what I expected.

The following night I went out again, again I picked up a guy and again I
had sex with him, this time ensuring he used a condom.  And again I felt
nothing, when I left him i went back to the club and found Brian sitting at
the bar, although he had cut his hair, he no longer wore earrings and he
hadn't shaved that day.  I sat next to him and he looked at me "Hi
Michelle, like the new me" I replied "I'm shocked, it is a big move to cut
your hair like that" "I know, but last night I realised I only dress as a
girl to get off on myself, I didn't really want to be a girl, so why dress
as one?" I put my hand to his cheek and kissed him softly, "let's go back
to my place", I led him from the club to my house, we had very straight sex
at this point, I felt like I connected with him and was very happy to lye
in his arms while he played with my hair, it was at this point I felt
truely like a woman.

We continued to have sex while Carol was away, when Carol got home I simply
went to Brian's house and we made love there.  Carol and I drifted apart
eventually Carol came out that being a lesbian was not working for her and
she wanted a real relationship with a man.  I was amazed at this as she was
the one that turned me into a woman.  But that was fine, we separated, I
went to live with Brian, and eventually after about twelve months we got
married.  Brian had a great job and looked after me well, I was revelling
in womanhood, I loved changing hair styles, jewellery, makeup, clothing, I
enjoyed shopping and being pampered by Brian.  He gave me all of his old
jewellery, I did not let him remain completely male though, every month I
would insist that we go out as Chantelle and Shelly, lesbian lovers.  As
the years progressed Brian grew his hair back, making him more convincing
as Chantelle, eventually one day he suggested to me that I get a face lift,
I said that I would only if he got some surgery done, what happened next
was amazingly similar to the story of Michael....

THE END