Date: Sat, 4 Feb 2017 00:01:51 +0000 (UTC) From: Parker Boi <parkerboi72@yahoo.com> Subject: The Neighbor, Part 5 The Neighbor, Part 5 ------ As I stretched, waking myself up, I felt like I had been hit by a truck. I was sore and stiff all over. My hips hurt in a way I had never experienced before. I ran my hand along my side and felt my nightgown, instantly reminding me of the world that had formed around me in the past few days. Out of instinct this exploration had led to my hand finding my penis. My small, limp, not-hard-in-the-morning, penis. I touched around it and felt where my sutures were. The tenderness was gone; It felt like the scar was healing up nicely. I laid there silently for a few moments reveling in last nights events. I ran my tongue around the inside of my mouth and a I could feel the tender spots where my teeth had been pressed to keep from scraping Gary's manhood. I wondered if it had been good. Obviously good enough to make him cum, but was it good enough that I'd get to do it again? Would he look past my former-self and see a woman? I heard noises from the kitchen and smelled bacon. The hunger pains hit me and I willed myself out of bed. In the kitchen I found mom humming along over the stove. "Well good morning, princess!" she chimed at me. I mumbled a "good morning" and hugged her from behind. She turned and gave me a big squeeze then grabbed me by the shoulders and gave me a once over; "I just love this nighty on you - so feminine! After breakfast you need to get cleaned up, we have a big day. Today begins your training!" I was nervous and excited at the same time. The hospital had sent me home with all manner of contraptions to train my anus in preparation for the birth. In my previous life I had stolen my wife's dildo's and vibrators, for play, but these devices were much more clinical - and scary - and big! We ate breakfast together and mom coaxed the details of last nights tryst with Gary out of me. I felt guilty for betraying Gary but being able to open up to mom that way and have her beaming with pride was such an incredible moment. She commented that I had a little more glow today - probably a combination of the hormones, Gary's potent semen, and taking that first step towards womanhood. Mom gave me more details about how the hormones I was on would interact with the chemical make-up of sperm and how it would help speed-up the hormonal changes in my body. In short, the more I could get - the faster my body would transition into a feminine version of my old self. Great, I think. I helped her with the dishes and she sent me off to the shower. I was sitting on the the edge of the tub daydreaming waiting for the water to warm up when mom came in with a few items. She had a douche bottle with a long white plastic nozzle, some chemical bottles and a hospital gown - yuck! "Before we begin your training, you need to be clean young lady!" Mom demanded. "Down on the mat, now. Mommy will help this first time; then you can do this each day on your own after that, ok baby?" "Yes mother," I replied suddenly feeling incredibly vulnerable and weak. I got down in front of my mom and "presented" myself to her - feeling the cool air on my anus as it came into moms view. She ran her thumb gently around the hole. It didn't feel sexual at all, it was caring; like I had fallen and scraped my knee and she was rubbing my cheek. I sighed quietly and dropped my head to the mat and gave in to the sensation. After a few moments of this I felt the applicator tip of the enema find it's mark. Slowly it eased into me. "They should make these bigger" I thought to myself - pleased with my own joke. The fluid was startlingly warm and felt so nice as my rectum filled; the pressure giving me some pleasure. Mom remove the nozzle and patted my tush, "you stay right there for a few minutes - it's important to keep that solution in you as long as you can to get you so nice and clean." "I'll be back in a few to check on you sweetheart," as she left me there. I closed my eyes and resumed my daydream...Gary and I were walking through the park as I pushed our baby in a stroller. His hand was on my lower back and he'd occasionally give me a little pat on my tush. We sat on a park bench and watched the world go by. I got adoring looks from the other mommies there with their babies and admiring looks from the other husbands. Gary, likewise, was getting some glances from the women and approving nods from the men. A glimmer caught my attention and I looked down at the huge ring on my left ring-finger... "All ready to push that out of you dear?" I was startled back to reality by Mother. Had I just imagined myself married to Gary? A soon as I stood up I felt a tremendous urge to evacuate my bowels. I rushed to the toilet and a torrent of warm water ran from my behind. It felt incredible and it seemed to go on an on. When I finished I wiped myself and applied the lubricating cream that mother had handed in to me. As instructed I probed up into my bottom; pushing the cream into myself and working it around the ring of my anus. Satisfied that I had been thorough enough, I capped the ointment and walked back into the bathroom - still completely naked. Mother handed me the hospital gown and led me back to my bedroom. She had set up what looked like a massage table; on the dresser were all sorts of contraptions and devices. "Up on the table, on your back young lady!" I was directed. After I was situated, Mother patted my thighs to have me pull my legs up into a birthing position. I felt her apply more of the lube to my hole and work a gloved finger in an out while pressing outward to stretch me ever so slightly. After a few moments of this she grabbed a small black rubber "dildo" from the dresser. It had a tube and pump ball attached to it. I had seen these before in videos and I knew what was coming. She gently worked the invader around my hole, continually increasing the pressure. I felt myself resisting and had to force myself to relax - once I did, I started opening up. I could feel more and more pushing it's way in. Every time I thought I had reached the widest portion, it got a little wider, until I felt it my ass involuntarily pull it into me. I had taken the widest part and it was tapering back down. I exhaled and caught my breath. "There! You did it baby" Mom praised me. "We're going to let you adjust to that for a few minutes and then we'll take the next step" "I'm going to text your Daddy and Gary and let them know we crossed our first milestone." She was incredibly happy and seemed to beam with pride as she left the room again and I once again alone. I let my body relax and slowed my breathing. Just as I was getting comfortable, Mom came back in and sat down at the chair next to me. She grabbed the bulb at the end of the instrument that was currently embedded in my rectum and I felt a slight tug. "OK, we're going to start with 4 sets of 4 pumps for 4 minutes today. Each day we'll add one additional set, one additional pump, and one additional minute until we reach 10 sets of 10 pumps for 10 minutes each. According to the Doctor - 10 pumps will inflate to the approximate size of a newborn baby. After each session, if you wish you can use one of the other dildos as you wish; either for pleasure or preparation if you think that you and Gary will be having sex." The familiar heat of embarrassment returned to my face. It didn't matter that Mom and I had just had a conversation about me giving my first blowjob; it was still humiliating to think that Mom was thinking about me making love with a man. ------ The first two sets of inflation really took my breath away. I had never felt so full. Mother tried to keep me distracted by talking me about our plans later in the day to go shopping but I was moaning and rolling around on the table "like a woman in labor" as Mom would describe it. The third and fourth sessions weren't so bad and were almost pleasurable. As she deflated the rubber bladder inside me for the last time I almost felt empty, like something was missing. It was pulled from my bottom and I could sense my rectum twitching and gaping. I kind of wanted it back in me. "Now darling, we don't need to leave for the mall for a few hours so you have some time to relax and rest or you can have some alone time to pleasure yourself if you would like. Mommy is going to get cleaned up and I'll be ready to go in a couple of hours. Do you want mommy to pick out your own outfit for today or would you like to do that on your own?" "I'll pick it out?" I stated meekly. ------ Mom left my room and pulled the door shut behind her. I was feeling anxious, I needed release of some sort. I picked up a few of the toys from the dresser and made my way over to the bed. I laid there for a while just feeling them and admiring them. My favorite, I decided, was going to the lifelike dildo that had moveable foreskin. with my hand I stroked it and awed at the skin moving back and forth across the thicker head. Out of curiosity I brought my mouth to it and engulfed the mushroom tip while pulling the skin back away. It wasn't the same as the real thing but I closed my eyes nonetheless and worked my mouth up and down on it. Before long I had moved into position on my bed on all fours with my ass in the air and my head down bobbing up and down on the rubber phallus. I wanted it. Like a craving I had never experienced before I needed to be filled. I pulled it from my mouth glistening and wet and brought it under me as I arched up onto my knees. I sank down and my ass opened to take the dick into me. I sat down completely until I had it all. This was the most amazing feeling. With it firmly wedged into my hole, my hands came up to my breasts and kneaded my nipples as I started to rock up and down. I looked to my left and saw myself in the mirrored closet door. My soft smooth body bouncing up and down as I pulled at my breasts. My little pooch tummy with my baby inside stuck out ever so slightly. My left hand instinctively cradled my swollen belly as I continued my ride. I felt a familiar feeling, a heat almost, building in my groin - was I going to cum? I increased my rhythm and starting grinding as I reach the very bottom and I felt the fake scrotum mash against me. My breathing was rapid, I was starting to sweat. I was going to finally have a release! ------ "Honey?..." DAMMIT MOM! She walked in on me! I was startled from my bliss and collapsed on the bed in frustration. "I was almost there!" I started to cry as the words came from my mouth. ------ "Sweetie, I know you feel like you need to have an orgasm. when you were pretending to be a boy, I'm sure you satisfied that urge whenever it struck, but things are different for us girls." Mom handed me a tissue to wipe my tears. "If you and Gary continue to get close and he makes love to you; that is when you want to have that orgasm. It will do wonders for your relationship when you give yourself to him and he brings you pleasure. You will become addicted to him satisfying you and in turn strengthen your bond." "Your reality is that you are on a path to being wife, mommy, and sexual outlet. If you learn to put your pleasure second to his, then when you do reach your climaxes they will be beyond anything you've imagined. You will be satisfied and content in a way that will complete your journey to womanhood. You will find yourself always thinking of him, his touch, how he feels inside you, how his semen tastes in your mouth, how feminine you feel after knowing his essence is in your tummy or tushy." By this time I was curled into a fetal position holding our child in me. I longed for the connection that Mom described to me. I started crying again but these we're different tears. I think in that moment I fell in love with Gary, now how can I make him fall for me too? ------ Please donate to nifty if you enjoy these and other stories. They rely on your support to keep this resource available.