Date: Fri, 11 Mar 2016 13:42:56 -0500
From: Rose Reddy <7754.rp@gmail.com>
Subject: Joni Part 12

JONI, PART 12


Barbara got out of bed first Wednesday morning and was in the bathroom when
Joni awoke.  His immediate thoughts were of yesterday's events, of how he
had begun the transition program, of how he had met Chablis, and then of
how he had shared himself fully with Bobby.  He was in love with Bobby and
wanted only to please him.  He wanted to be Bobby's girl. But he also loved
his mother and wanted to be her daughter, her little girl.

His thoughts returned to Chablis and the time at Dr. Goodly's.  He
remembered how Chablis had looked at him in the doctor's office, examined
him actually, and then proclaimed that he was beautiful and a strong
candidate for the progestrogen.  She had actually envied his beauty, he
remembered.  What had she seen in him, he wondered?

Joni got out of bed and stood naked in front of the full length mirror.
His hair was mussed a little, but his make-up remained fairly intact; he
avoided looking at his morning erection, really only a semi.  What had she
seen?  He stared at himself the way Chablis had, focusing first on his eyes
and then widening the inspection to the cheeks and mouth.  He looked at
himself as another person might study him.  Taking in the whole face, he
was struck for the first time by his own beauty and femininity.  I am
beautiful, he thought, I am very beautiful.  He began to touch the mirror
in his own admiration; he was lost in his own image.  So lost that he
didn't hear his mother exit the bathroom and come up behind him.  He didn't
even notice her in the mirror until she spoke.

"Do you like what you see, Joni?"  she asked.

Joni jumped and dropped his hand to his side.

"What do you see when you look at yourself like that, dear?"

Joni's eyes met his mother's.  "I see a girl, mommy.  I see a beautiful
girl."

"I do too, honey.  A very beautiful girl.  And a very beautiful girl who is
going to get more beautiful as her transition continues."

"Do you really think so, mommy?"

"Yes, dear, oh yes." said Barbara as she put her arms around Joni's waist
and pulled herself to him.  "I'm certain that you will blossom under
Dr. Goodly's care."

Joni returned to focus on himself in the mirror.  "I hope I don't change
too much.  I really like the way I look now."

Barbara moved her hands up to touch Joni's breasts and then massaged his
nipples.  "Sweetie, this is the area that is going to be most affected.  I
can't wait until you have budding breasts.  And your nipples are so supple.
You are going to love breasts, no matter what size.  They are the essence
of femininity.  Will you let your mommy nurse you when they are developed?"
She placed a kiss on Joni's neck as she squeezed his nipples.

"Oh, yes, mommy.  I think I will like that very much.  It's the gift of
womanhood, isn't it?"

"Yes dear, it truly is.  And besides, I'd like something else to hold
onto."  She laughed and then directed their attention down to Joni's penis,
which was now fully erect.  She slid one of her hands down to grab it in a
playful manner.  Joni responded by bending his head back in ecstasy and
melted in her arms.

"Oh, mommy.  I want to be your perfect little girl.  Your touch is so
wonderful."

"You already are my perfect little girl, Joni.  And you will continue to be
after you complete your transition.  I'm just glad you are coming to terms
with your beauty.  It's something to be treasured and appreciated; to be
nurtured and enhanced at every opportunity.  I want you to become not just
my little girl, but in time a perfect woman."

Joni returned his gaze to his mother in the mirror.  "Do you think I could
be a model, mommy?  Do you think I look that good?"

"Yes dear, definitely.  You heard what Chablis said yesterday.  She was
very impressed with you, and not just your appearance.  She also liked your
composure and intelligence."

"I remember, mommy.  That's what I was thinking about earlier.  She's
really pretty.  Flawless."

"Honey, she's no prettier than you are.  And I think you're flawless."
With that, Barbara began stroking Joni's penis.  Both watched in the mirror
as her one hand massaged a breast while the other his penis.  She kissed
him multiple times on the neck.  "I'm so lucky to have you for a daughter,
Joni.  I love you so."

Joni said nothing but returned his vision to his mirrored face.  He only
saw female features now, not a trace of the boy he was just several weeks
ago. He loved his looks and he knew the world would love it too.  And he
was pleasing his mother as she was pleasing him.

"Would you like for me to contact Chablis and see if we can get her to
assist in your modeling career?"  Her hand slowed.  "I love stroking my
little girl's penis," she purred.  "I love the feel of its strength under
my touch; you get so hard, dear.  It is so firm.  Is it more sensitive when
it's this hard?"

"Oh, yes mommy.  It's so sensitive to your touch.  I love you so."

"Maybe I'll invite her over for dinner Friday night.  Would you like that
dear?"

Barbara could tell that Joni's climax was approaching rapidly.  He had left
the beautiful image in the mirror and had leaned back, closed his eyes, and
pushed his hips out.

"Oh, mommy, I lose all control when I'm with you.  I feel so ashamed that I
respond like this.  But I just can't help myself."  His breathing stopped
as he clinched his teeth and held his hips in a pushed-out position.
Suddenly semen splattered on the mirror in three long spurts.  Barbara kept
pumping as the ejaculation continued.  And then it slowed and she just held
him tightly against her, comforting him.  "You are never more beautiful
than in the midst of an orgasm," she said.

Joni turned and faced his mother.  "Will I ever grow out of this weakness?"

"I hope not, dear.  A sex drive is to be cherished, not avoided.  Now, you
didn't answer my question.  Should I invite Chablis over for dinner on
Friday?"

"Yes, please."

"OK, it's settled.  But first, you must clean-up the mirror and get ready
for school. You shouldn't worry about the progesterone; I think we just
satisfied you sex drive, at least for a while."

After Joni had left for school, Barbara quickly got in touch with
Dr. Goodly in order to get a message to Chablis. Could she come for dinner
Friday night?  Could Dr. Goodly accompany her?

Later that day she heard from the receptionist that, yes Chablis would be
delighted but that Dr. Goodly has a previous commitment.

Wednesday and Thursday were ordinary school days for Joni; that is, until
his ride home on the school bus Thursday afternoon.  He was relieved that
the affects of the progesterone were not noticeable; actually, he was a
little worried that there would be no affects.  He had no response to
showering after gym class either day; and, experienced no unexpected
erections.  None, that is until he was riding home on the bus, sitting next
to Ellen.  He suddenly became very enchanted with her facial features and
recognized for the first time just how pretty she was.  All the other times
he had looked at her, it was really at her make-up or her hair, or her
clothes.  But now he saw her as an attractive, appealing young lady.  He
couldn't tell if she had developed breasts, but the ride-up of her skirt
above her knees revealed that she did shave her legs.  And her legs looked
wonderful.

Before he knew it, Joni had a powerful erection that was poking against the
front of his pants; tenting in a manner that could not be ignored.  Ellen
saw it before Joni realized it even existed.  As she looked down, she
gasped slightly. "What is that?  Is that you, Joni?"

"Ah, no, it's just something I have in my pocket", replied Joni as he moved
his book bag to cover his groin.  He was in full blush when Ellen looked up
at his face.  "I'm sorry," she said.  "I shouldn't have said anything."

Joni didn't respond.  He just continued to look down at his book bag.
Ellen eventually looked away and the moment passed.  But Joni's erection
would not pass - it remained pushing against his book bag, shifting with
each start and stop of the school bus.  He tried to think of something
else; he crossed his legs and began a conversation with Bobby.  But nothing
seemed to diminish the size of his erection.  His stop was approaching and
he knew he would have to parade down the aisle of the bus, his erection
pushing against the fabric of his trousers; he knew the book bag could only
conceal so much.  Ellen would get another look and realize that he was
unable to control his penis.  He felt mortified and already embarrassed.
What would Ellen think!

When the bus finally reached his stop, he hesitated to follow Bobby off the
bus.  He held the book bag across his lap and stood up so that his groin
was at eye level with Ellen.  She looked.  The book bag concealed nothing
from a side view.  She stared.  Then she looked up at Joni and saw how
embarrassed he was.  She smiled in a reassuring way.  "I'll see you
tomorrow morning," is all she said.  Joni smiled back and followed Bobby
closely off the bus.  He didn't hesitate in heading directly for his house,
only briefly saying goodbye to Bobby.

When he was inside, he collapsed against the closed door.

"What's the matter, darling?" asked Barbara as she met him in the foyer.

He dropped the book bag, revealing his condition.  Barbara understood
immediately what was going on.  "Oh, my darling, how long have you had
that?"

"I just got it on the bus, sitting next to Ellen.  Nothing happened except
that I noticed her beauty for the first time.  And now it won't go away."

"My poor little girl," said Barbara as she enveloped Joni in a hug.  "I
guess the progesterone is working, and a little ahead of schedule.  But
don't worry, tomorrow will be your last day at public school.  I got word
today that we can begin home schooling Monday.  I'll write you a note to
get you out of gym class.  And maybe we can develop something that will
restrain your erection.  You weren't tucked, were you?"

"No, I wasn't.  It didn't seem necessary, mommy.  I was actually becoming
worried that the progesterone wasn't going to work.  I guess that's
something I don't need to worry about."

"No, I think you are well on your way, young lady."  With that, Barbara
leaned down and planted a warm and tender kiss on Joni's lips.  They held
the intimacy for a moment, and Barbara reached down and grasped Joni's
erection through his pants.  "Maybe we should take advantage of your
condition.  Why don't you go upstairs and change into real clothes and I'll
come and help you with your make-up?"

"I'd like that mommy."

"So would I, dear.  Now run on upstairs and I'll be there shortly."

When Barbara walked into her bedroom, Joni was seated nude in front of the
mirror, his back to the door, head down.  She could see that he was looking
at his now semi-erect penis and she suddenly felt sorry for him - it was
almost like he had an affliction.

He looked up and their eyes met in the mirror as Barbara approached.  Her
vision was distracted downward as the angle gave her a unobstructed view of
his penis.  "I guess the progesterone is really working, mommy. I didn't
want to struggle containing it with clothes.  I hope you don't mind."

"I don't mind at all dear.  It's beautiful.  Does it bother you?"

"No, not really.  I expected that it might just be a physical response to
the drug, but it's more than that.  I feel very aroused, mom.  It's all I
can do to not touch myself."

"Oh, dear Joni.  I suppose we should have expected you to have heightened
desires. Let's see if we can get through your make-up and then see how you
feel."  With that, Barbara put her hands on Joni's neck and gently let them
slide down to his shoulders. "I don't see any breast growth yet, dear.  Do
they feel tender?

Barbara reached down and palpated his breasts, finishing with a squeeze of
each nipple.

"No, not really," responded Joni.  "But that feels really good; please
don't stop."

"I must dear, or we'll never get through your make-up.  Let me do your hair
first; please hand me that brush."

Joni's hair had finally grown out enough so that it could be styled as a
girl.  Barbara began brushing it, pulling it back, away from his face. "Do
you remember the first night we were together?  When you brushed my hair?"

"How could I forget?"

"Things have changed so much since then.  Both of our lives.  And all
because I wanted you to brush my hair.  It feels good, doesn't it?"

"Oh, yes, very good."  His penis began to extend into a full erection; it
began to pulse and bob as the intimacy increased.

Barbara said nothing, but continued brushing, all the while watching Joni's
penis.  She felt the same way she did that first day, when she inspected
him on his bed; when she first saw his penis, when she first touched it.
It took her breath away and captivated her heart.  Not a moment had gone by
that she hadn't longed for greater intimacy with her son.  She was
completely obsessed with his penis and knew that it was hers for the
taking.  But she had resisted many temptations, thinking it not best for
him to be so consumed with sex.  After all, one of the ways she justified
supporting his transition was its focus away from his penis.  And now, he
was going to regularly be displaying an erection.

"Maybe you should put a robe on, dear.  Here, let me get you one."  Barbara
could have gotten one of her nice cotton robes but she instead chose a pink
chiffon and satin knee length teddy.

"Thank you, mommy," said Joni as he slipped it on.  It covered virtually
nothing, even as he wrapped it across his chest. "I love the way it makes
me feel, so feminine and delicate."

"I know," replied Barbara. "It's one of the pleasures of being a girl."

Barbara now moved around to face Joni. "What should we do with this pretty
face?  Maybe just a touch to bring out your beauty, but not excite you any
more than necessary."

Barbara began applying some eye shadow, bending down in front of Joni.  She
couldn't help but notice his erection poking out of his robe.  She touched
it gently, and their eyes met in a longing of mutual desire.  "I don't
think I have ever felt you harder, sweetie.  I think this make-up is having
the opposite effect than intended.  Let me finish up with your lips and
then we can maybe do something about your condition."

Joni said nothing but sat motionless while his mother turned her attention
back to his face.  "It's really quite easy working on your face.  There
isn't really anything I can do that would diminish your beauty.  It's just
a matter of the mood you are in."  Barbara thought she should choose a mild
color of lipstick, but as she reach for a tube, she hesitated and then
grabbed a dark red - this wasn't for him, it was for her.  She wanted to
see him as the sexual object that he was, radiating sex appeal , expressing
fully his feminine availability.

When she was finished she took both of Joni's hands and had him stand up.
She stood back and admired, first his face, then his penis.  She wasn't
sure which was more beautiful.  "Honey, you are really special."  She then
kissed him gently on the lips.  "I don't want to ruin your make-up.  You
look just perfect.  Now, will you allow me to do something about that
erection?"

"Yes, mommy.  I am all yours."

"I know, darling.  You are mommy's good little girl, aren't you?"

"Yes, mommy.  I'm sorry about the erection.  I know it's not very girlish."

"Honey, nothing can detract from your femininity.  Your erection
complements your image; it just seems to be feminine on you; everything
about you now is feminine.  So don't apologize.  It's just a little issue
we'll have to deal with."  With that, Barbara reached down and wrapped her
hand around his exposed shaft.

"Let me treat you like I did that first night.  Did you like that?"

"Oh, yes mommy.  I still thrill at the memory of the way you touched me."

Barbara leaned in again, and this time didn't worry about Joni's lipstick.
The kiss was deep and passionate, raising both of their excitement levels
to nearly a climax. "Lie down on the bed, sweetie, and let me touch you."

Joni laid back on the bed and Barbara laid down next to him.  She pulled
his robe aside, fully exposing his erection.  His scrotum hung heavily and
sank to the bed as she spread his legs.  She gently stroked his inner
thighs as she further spread his legs, all the while holding his hands
above his head.

She grabbed his shaft and held it away from his body.  "It's so hot and
hard," she whispered.  She took a single finger and ran it across the slit,
gently spreading the opening.  Tempted to kiss it, she resisted for fear of
falling completely into self absorption.  Instead she traced his shaft
downward and across his scrotum.  "It is just an exaggerated female body
part, dear, a clitoris.  You should think of it as that from now on."  His
erection jerked as Joni squeezed with pleasure.  But he could say nothing;
he was under his mother's spell and fully consumed with his the sexual
sensations of her touch.

Barbara kissed him again but this time he knew his role - he was completely
passive, completely subject to her desires, completely at her mercy.
"That's my good little girl.  Just lay there and allow me to touch you.
That's what good girls do; submit yourself to your partner; be submissive
and yield to me."  Barbara moved her hand back up his shaft to wrap around
the base of the penis cap.  She knew this was his most sensitive area and
intended to torture him with the pleasure it produced.  He began to squirm.

"Don't move," she commanded in a stern voice.  "Remain completely still and
accept my touch like a good little girl."

"Yes mommy."

He held still while she went back to stroking the base of the penis cap.
She could feel the approaching climax by the twitching, and would release
her grip until she felt his sensitivity had diminished. Then she would
start the process all over again.  This edging caused Joni to groan and
struggle to remain still, but he obeyed his mother's every command.

"I know, dear, I know you want me to bring you to climax.  But not yet, not
till I'm ready."

Joni groaned some more.

"I know.  It's alright to groan, dear, but I must continue the process."

Between stimulation, Barbara marveled at the magnificent organ at her
disposal.  She wanted to abandon all self control and climb on top of her
son; there was no longer any pretense to avoid incest, but she knew she
could easily lose control of the situation.  She could not treat Joni as a
male; she had exposed him to traditional intercourse and they had moved on.
She could not go back now, not after he had made the progesterone decision.
He was a girl and his next intercourse would be with Bobby.  That was
settled.  Barbara just had to help him through the next several weeks of
erection sensitivity.

She returned to his penis, which was now bobbing up and down with every
pulse and squeeze of Joni.  It was time, she thought, it was time for his
climax.  She wanted to produce a good, hard ejaculation, hoping that would
return his penis, temporarily at least, to a flaccid state.  And so she
began to pump, hard and with a tight grip.  "That's it honey, that's it.
Show mommy how hard you can come.  Show mommy what a good little girl you
are."

Joni's hips raised and his face contorted.  His throbbing penis became
tight and solid as Joni squeezed with all his might.  Barbara held him
tight and pointed his penis upward, right at Joni's face. The sperm came in
several quirts and sprayed in globs onto his chest, neck, and yes, his
face.  It diminished to a dribble and finally just a small stream out of
the head and onto Barbara's hand.

As Joni dropped back to the bed, in exhaustion, Barbara looked at his red
face, lipstick smeared, with sperm running down his chin.  She removed her
hand from his shaft and used it to scrape up the excess sperm from his chin
and neck.  She then placed it on his lips and kissed him gently.  As she
pulled away, a string of sperm kept them momentarily connected.

"You must clean yourself properly, dear."  She then cleaned the remaining
sperm with her hand an had Joni lick it off her fingers.  "A good girl
always cleans up after herself."

Joni hungrily consumed all that was offered.

They stayed on the bed for quite a while, both anxiously noting the size of
his penis.  It took awhile, but it did return to its flaccid state.
Barbara smiled at Joni.  "There, now we can get you dressed and get on with
our afternoon."

The next morning, Barbara made sure the Joni was well tucked before she
sent him off to school.  He was anxious about seeing Ellen, not just
because of yesterday's embarrassment, but his fear that it would repeat
itself.  He quickly said hello to Ellen but sat next to Bobby on the bus,
with his book bag on his lap.

He tried to avoid Ellen throughout the day, but she sat across from him on
the ride home, often looking at his crotch.  This attention was somewhat
unnerving, and Joni could feel the beginnings of an erection by the time
the bus arrived at his stop.  He said good-bye to Bobby and Ellen, and
practically ran to his house.

Barbara greeted Joni at the door, anxious to hear about his last day at
public school.  She quickly checked his crotch for signs of an erection,
but saw none.  Joni noticed the inspection.

"I'm still tucked, mom. I had a couple of uncomfortable moments, but
nothing like yesterday."

"I'm sorry you were uncomfortable, honey.  Was it painful?"

"Only because I remained tucked.  I can't wait to get out of these clothes
and get into something more comfortable, something that allows me to be
me."

"OK, but remember, Chablis is coming over for dinner tonight, so think
about what you want to wear and how you want to present yourself."

Later that afternoon, Barbara went upstairs to check on Joni.  He had put
on a sun dress with sandals; the dress was short, just covering his groin,
and the front was tented from his erection.  He was again staring at
himself in the full length mirror.

"I can see someone isn't wearing panties," Barbara commented as she entered
the room.

"I'm sorry, mommy," Joni blushed.  "I just wanted to release it; but it
does make me feel sexy to go without panties and I guess that shows."

"You can't be in that condition when Chablis arrives, dear.  Have you
decided what you want to wear?"

"I want to present myself as a natural girl, mommy.  What do you think?"

"I think you can do whatever you want, honey.  It would be good to show
Chablis that underneath the make-up is a natural beauty.  Let me do your
hair and you pick out a nice bra and panties set, and just wear the shoes
and dress you have on.  OK?"

"OK, but maybe a touch of lipstick."

"Of course.  It's hard to resist lipstick."

Chablis was scheduled to arrive at 7 and promptly at 7 the doorbell rang.

"Honey, will you get that?" yelled Barbara from the kitchen.

Joni approached the front door with butterflies in his stomach.  An
internationally renowned model was coming to dinner; it was hard from him
not to be intimidated.  He checked himself in the wall mirror, adjusted his
penis to confirm its tucked position, and then opened the door.

It was Chablis, of course, but he stood there motionless at her image - her
radiant beauty almost took his breath away.  She smiled.  "Hello, Joni.
May I come in?"

"Oh, yes.  I'm sorry.  Please do."  he said, then "Mom, its Chablis."

Barbara came out of the kitchen and the two women hugged.  "Thank you so
much for coming, Chablis."

"Thank you so much for inviting me.  You can't believe how rare this type
of opportunity is.  I live a pretty sheltered life - either in the studio,
in a hotel room, or my apartment.  So I am thankful to interact with some
non-modeling people.  But, Joni, I understand you want to spoil my fun by
becoming a model!"  Chablis laughed.

Joni blushed at entertaining the idea in the presence of Chablis.  What
audacity, he thought, and looked down at the floor.  Chablis stepped
forward and lifted his chin up and then hugged him.  "There is nothing to
be embarrassed about, sweetie.  I wouldn't be here if I thought you didn't
have potential."

"Well, enough small talk," interrupted Barbara.  "Let me get you a cool
drink and then we can go sit outside by the pool."

Chablis smiled at Joni and then at Barbara.  "Can I help?"

"Not on your life.  Joni, please show Chablis to the pool and I will be
right out."

"Go ahead, dear.  I'll follow you," said Chablis, wanting to see the motion
from behind, wanting to check his legs, wanting to see the boyish shape.

They sat in the shade quietly, awaiting Barbara.  "How's the progesterone
progressing, Joni?" asked Chablis.

"I think it is having its anticipated results, maybe sooner than expected."

'I'm sure you're not referring to breasts, fight Joni?" asked Chablis.

"No, nothing to report in the breast department."

"I remember how disappointed I was when it didn't happen overnight, but yet
the increased erections did seem to.  Be patient, Joni, and follow Dr,
Goodly's instructions."

Barbara arrived and caught the tail end of the comment. "We're very pleased
with his progress, Chablis.  There was a day or two that we were convinced
that it wasn't going to work on him; but all indications are that it is
indeed working.  I'm so proud of Joni."

"As well you should be.  He's a beautiful person who has the courage to
match the image with the emotions."  She turned to Joni, "I could tell the
moment I saw you that you were transitioning to your real self.  I want to
help you fulfill your destiny."

"Thank you, ma'am.  I want to be a model, like you."

"Well, first, please call me Chablis, and second, you will not be like me -
you have the potential to be much better than me."

Joni looked at his mother, she at him.  She smiled a noted to agreement.
"I think he is coming to terms with his beauty, Chablis.  It is so sudden
that it must be hard to accept.  Was it for you when you first
transitioned?"

"Yes, it sure was, and all I had was Dr. Goodly for support.  All I knew
was what I felt like on the inside; it didn't matter what I looked like on
the outside.  Dr. Goodly was patient and tender, and eventually convince me
to have confidence in my image. He steered me in the right direction and
introduced me to the right people. I owe it all to him.  But you, Joni, you
have your mother to help.  She was born with her beauty and I'm sure it was
never in doubt; the boys made sure she knew it, am I right?"

"Yes, it got to be such a bother," Barbara said sounding annoyed.  The two
women laughed.

"Joni, why don't you finish your drink inside and allow me to talk with
Chablis alone for a little while?"

"OK"

When Joni had closed the atrium door behind him, Barbara turned to Chablis.
"I'm so glad you could find the time to come over.  This is all so strange
to us and for Joni to have someone to talk to about the transition is a
blessing."

"Barbara, no one can really assist Joni in his transition.  This is his
journey, his adventure.  Dr. Goodly can alert you to the medical and
physical changes; but the emotional and psychological changes are different
for every person.  No, I'm not here for that.  I'm here because I see great
potential in Joni as a model; potential that does need to be nurtured and
guided.  If he is serious about his future - the commitment, the sacrifice,
the reward - as a model, I would like to help.  I would like to mentor
Joni, if he wants to be mentored. I know you can't speak for him, but I
wanted to give you advance notice in case you disapprove.  In which case,
we will enjoy the rest of the evening and then bid our adieus."

Barbara nearly spit out her drink.  "Disapprove?  I would love it; it
sounds too good to be true.  Do you really think he has that quality?"

"Have you looked at him, Barbara?"

"Well, yes.  He gets more beautiful every day.  But I'm his mother and
therefore my opinion can't be trusted."

"Well, mine can; I wouldn't be here if I thought otherwise.  I need to take
a closer look before we commit; and there are some additional concerns that
I think we should talk about before we go forward."

"What kind of concerns?"

"Let me take that closer look first.  I don't want to put the cart in front
of the horse.  Maybe we should go inside, freshen our drinks, and then call
Joni to join us."

They adjoined to the living room and Joni was seated across from the two
ladies.  "Tell me how it went at school this week, Joni."  inquired
Chablis.

"It went OK.  I'm glad it's my last real week.  I begin home-schooling on
Monday."

I know, but what I'm really asking is how did your penis behave?  Am I to
understand that the anticipated results were inappropriate erections?"

"Yes.  One time in particular I wasn't tucked and talking to a girl I know
when I noticed how pretty she was and how well she applied her makeup.
Before I knew it, I was nearly bursting my pants.  She pointed it out in
disbelief.  I felt so ashamed."

"Never feel ashamed, Joni.  Every inch of you is a gift from nature.  Be
modest but be proud.  Now, I brought you a little present. Do you remember
that we talked about the pouch in Dr. Goodly's office, and I showed you
mine and how it works?  Well, I brought you your very own."  Chablis pulled
a small package out of her purse and handed it to Joni.

Joni excitedly took the package, unwrapped it, and squealed with joy.  "Oh,
thank you, Chablis.  Thank you so much."

"You're quite welcome, dear.  But before you try it on, I need to ask you
to do something for me.  Your mother and I spoke about you becoming a
model, and I said I would give you some advice.  But first, I need to take
a closer look at you.  Do you understand what I am saying?"

"I think so.  You want to look at me closer."

"Yes, that's right, but it's not just how you look, but how you behave
while being looked at.  There are many beautiful girls in the world, but
very few who enjoy being looked at with the intensity that is directed at a
model.  Its takes a certain self confidence and self awareness to perform
based solely on your appearance."

Barbara sat off to the side and observed this exchange.  She knew this was
Joni's first modeling audition and looked at him with love and pride.

Chablis continued. "Do you think you are beautiful, Joni?'

"Yes, I do."

"Do you think you are the most beautiful person you have ever seen?"

"My mom and you are prettier."

"Are you being honest or just nice?  Have you really considered your
appearance? Have you compared your appearance to others?"

"Yes, I guess so.  I just don't want to be stuck-up like some girls at
school.  But, I love my looks and think everybody else should also."

"So, I'll ask you again - do you think you are prettier than your mother
and me?"

"Answer honestly, Joni.  You aren't going to hurt our feelings."
interjected Barbara.

"Yes, I do."

"Good," replied Chablis.  "Now a more personal question - have you ever
masturbated to your own image in a mirror?"  Chablis posed this question in
such a sincere manner, as if there was no shame or embarrassment associated
with masturbation.

Joni looked at his mother and then at Chablis, feeling both shame and
embarrassment with the answer he had to give.  "Yes, I have."

"Good.  You seem to have the right temperament then to be a model; the
question is, do you have the right body.  Will you undress for me, Joni?"

Joni looked at his mother, who nodded her approval.

Slowly he removed his shoes and then slid the sun dress off his shoulders
and down to the floor.  He stood in front of both women in his pink lace
bra and panties - his penis straining downward against the satin.

"Everything, Joni.  Please remove your bra and panties.  Proudly show me
your body."

Joni did as instructed, turning his back to Chablis as he removed the
panties.  When he turned to face her, his penis was in a semi-erect state,
pointing straight out but also submitting to the effects of gravity.

"Very good, Joni.  Modesty and now pride."  With that, Chablis got up and
walked over to face Joni and began a visual inspection that covered every
inch of his body.

"A model has to always be on display.  If you become a model you must
cherish the opportunity to have your beauty viewed.  You will become used
to being examined minutely, to being judged based on the smallest detail,
or, as the case may be, on the largest detail."  Chablis looked at Barbara
for shared appreciation.

"Do not be embarrassed or ashamed about any part of your body, Joni.  On
occasion, you may not be what a studio is looking for, but that doesn't
mean you aren't perfect.  Because you are."

Joni was fully erect now, his scrotum pulled up slightly.  "Should we blame
your erection on the progesterone, or are you just excited to be on
display?"

Barbara jumped in "Probably a little of both, don't you think, Joni?"

"Yes mommy."

"Well, I am very impressed with you, Joni.  I do think you are perfect and
would make an excellent addition to the modeling profession."  With that,
Chablis leaned in and pulled Joni to her in a hug - the fully nude Joni
enwrapped by the beautiful Chablis.  He returned the hug and felt Chablis'
penis press against his.  Barbara coughed and the two broke apart.

"Well, we aren't going to be able to fit you with the pouch as long as you
are in that condition, young lady.  Why don't you take your clothes to your
room and get dressed while I talk some more with your mother."

As soon as Joni was out of the room, Chablis turned to Barbara.  "He is all
- no, he is more than I expected.  I am really excited about his prospects
and want to encourage him to pursue a modeling career."

"But you said there were additional concerns."

"Yes, I did.  I want to be honest with you Barbara.  I know you and Joni
are very close, are intimate on a regular basis.  You both are very lucky
to have each other.  And I have no intention of coming between you two.
But, I have to admit that I am incredibly attracted to Joni and I may not
be able to resist his charms if we spend more time together.  I would never
force myself on him, but I think you can see that there is some mutual
attraction that may lead to greater contact.  I'm not making it a condition
of my mentoring, but you may want to avoid my involvement if that prospect
concerns you."

Barbara sat stunned. It had never crossed her mind that Chablis would have
sexual desires toward Joni.  She must have an abundance of opportunities to
satisfy her desires.

Chablis continued.  "But, maybe you knew exactly what you were doing that
day in Dr. Goodly's office when you invited me to attend Joni's
examination.  His charms had overwhelmed you so you assumed that they would
overwhelm me.  And you were right; you as much as offered him to me that
day, and I'm just considerate enough to give you a personal acceptance.
But, its more than that.  I will train and promote Joni as a model; but I
also will train and promote Joni as a transsexual.  He is the most
incredible sexual creature I have ever encountered, and this gift should
not be wasted on the undeserving.  I want to show him how a transsexual
pleases a partner.  This is something that you can't teach him, Barbara,
because you lack a penis.  You are magnificent, but there are certain
things that you may not be aware of.  I am and want to teach Joni these
things."

Barbara sat motionless through this monologue.  She finally spoke. "Joni is
not yet a transsexual.  He is just a young boy in the early stages of a
transition.  He's so young, Chablis.  He's only 14.  But he has a
boyfriend; regardless of his response to the girl on the bus, he is
attracted to boys.  And I think I know how boys please boys.  In fact, we
are preparing both he and his boyfriend for the consummation intercourse.
Joni is technically still a virgin, and I don't want anyone but his
boyfriend - Bobby - to be his first.  I am good friends with Bobby's mother
and it would break her heart if Joni went elsewhere.  Do you understand?"

Chablis smiled to herself.  "Yes, I understand.  I will be patient and
understanding.  Then we have a deal?"

"Yes, it's a deal."

"What's a deal?"  asked Joni as he entered the room, having returned from
dressing and freshening his make-up.

"Sit down, sweetie," said Barbara.  "Chablis has agreed to mentor you
through your modeling aspirations, that is if you want her to."

Joni jumped up with glee.  "Wow, do you really think I can do this?"  He
crossed the room to hug Chablis.

"I wouldn't have made the offer if I wasn't confident in your success."

"Oh, thank you.  I will work very hard."

"But there's more, honey," said Barbara.  Chablis looked at Barbara
quizzically.  "Yes, Chablis has convinced me that there's more to you
becoming a girl than I realized.  There are certain things that a girl like
Chablis knows and I don't.  Chablis has volunteered to teach you these
things.  Would you like that, Joni?"

"I'm not sure I understand," responded Joni.

"I'm not sure I do either, dear.  Maybe Chablis will explain."

"OK, but first, we need to check the fitting of the pouch.  Are you wearing
panties, dear?"  Joni shook his head yes.  "Please remove them and stand
over here in the center of the room."  Joni turned his back to Chablis and
removed his panties. " Good.  Now pull your dress up so I can inspect you."

Joni's penis was flaccid, his scrotum fully extended.  Chablis took the
pouch and visually compared it to his penis.  "May I touch you here,
sweetie?"  Joni looked at his mother for approval.  "Certainly, Chablis,"
said Barbara, and Joni felt her delicate fingers lift his penis.  He
immediately felt it beginning to engorge.

"I had better act fast," said Chablis.  "Slide this on - it works almost
like panties but with an extra pocket and extra support.  There that's it.
Now let me just slide your penis into the pouch and cinch it in back.
There.  The tighter I cinch, the further it tucks the penis.  Now, put your
panties on and let's see what a nice smooth front you have."

Joni did as instructed and sure enough, he was fully concealed and fully
controlled.  His erection was interrupted due to its encasement and angle.

"Now your mother and I had quite a talk earlier and I think she should be
present when I give you your first lesson in what you should know about
being a girl with a penis.  OK Barbara?"

Barbara looked a Joni.  "If it's OK with Joni, and if you want to learn
these things, honey."

"I do mommy.  And I want you part of it."

"It settled, then," said Chablis.  "Your mother tells me you have a
boyfriend.  I believe Bobby is his name."

"That's right.  I really like him."

"Good.  Now I am going to ask you some personal questions, Joni.  Please be
honest.  Have you two kissed?"

"Yes" Joni was a little embarrassed.  He wasn't sure if this was news to
his mother but he somehow felt ashamed.

"Have you two made-out? You know, prolonged kissing and hugging."

"I guess so."

"On more than one occasion?"

"Whenever we can."

Barbara jumped in. "At school?"

"Only when we were sure no one was around."

"OK," Chablis continued.  "Have you touched each other's penis?"

Joni looked at his mother, then at Chablis.  "Yes"

"Have you masturbated together?"

"Yes, I guess so."

"Have you masturbated each other?"

"Yes."

"Have you ever kissed Bobby's penis, Joni?"

"Yes, I guess so."

"Did you like it Joni?"

"I don't know..."

"Do you think Bobby liked it?"

"Yes"

"Isn't that the most important thing, Joni?  That Bobby enjoys what you do
to him."

"Yes, I suppose it is."

"Would you like to learn how to better please Bobby with your mouth?"

Joni was struggling with his penis and was visibly pained by his encased
penis' attempt at erection.  He was bending over at the waist in order to
relieve the pressure.

"That's a purpose of the pouch, sweetie. It is supposed to discourage your
erection as well as conceal your penis.  Now, would you like to better
please Bobby?"

"Yes, I think so."

"Good. Now I want you to come over here and get on your knees in front of
me.  Good.  Now raise my skirt and release my pouch."

Joni did as instructed and pulled the pouch off Chablis' legs.  Her penis
sprang forth and stood strong and proud.

"Do you like what you see, Joni?"

"Yes, very much.  It's beautiful."

"Thank you.  That's the way you are supposed to respond.  I don't want you
to touch it yet; I want you to describe it for your mother.  Why is my
penis beautiful, Joni?"

"Because it is so clean and fresh, the veins are so visible and protruding.
And there is no hair.  It's about the same size as Bobby's, but with a
bigger head.  I don't know why I think it is beautiful, I just know that it
is."

Barbara had shifted over to Chablis' side and adjusted Chablis' skirt so it
was well out of Joni's way.  She held it there, assisting in the procedure.
She agreed - it was a beautiful penis, not majestic like Joni's, but well
proportioned and large enough to satisfy any partner. Her eyes met Chablis'
with a look of passion.  I agree," she whispered. "You have a beautiful
penis."

Holding Barbara's gaze, Chablis spoke to Joni.  "Tell your mother what you
would like to do to my penis."

Joni looked up at his mother, a little reluctant to go on.  "I want to
touch it."

"Is that all?" asked Chablis.

"And kiss it."

"And?"

"And suck it."

"Yes, you want to suck it, Joni.  I know that's really what you want to do
- just lose yourself in the process, your own pleasure and orgasm taking
priority.  But you can't do that now, can you Joni?  The pouch prevents you
from enjoying yourself; in fact, it actually is causing you pain, isn't it
?"

Joni shifted his position and tried to relieve the pressure on his penis.
"Yes."

"So you need to learn to perform all sexual acts as a provider and not as a
recipient.  Your climax can only be achieved after you have satisfied your
partner.  Do you understand?"

"Yes, I think so."

"Good. I'm going to give you directions on what to do. Now, your first
actions are for your pleasure.  You must control yourself, and limit this
time.  If you truly love what you see, then worship it - treat the penis
like a fragile object that you adore.  Above all, be gentle and delicate.
You may now take one hand and touch the shaft. That's it.  Tell me what you
feel."

"It is hot and hard; I can feel you squeezing it, making it harder."

"You said you wanted to kiss it, Joni.  You may now kiss the shaft gently
and tenderly.  It is you that created the erection and it is your initial
offering that expresses your appreciation.  Go ahead, dear."

Joni gently planted a number of kisses up and down the side of the shaft.

"You may support the scrotum with you free hand."

Joni did this, completely oblivious now to his mother's presence.

"Good.  That's it.  Now, look at your mother.  Show her how much you love
penis; this is a feminine trait and you are a feminine creature, Joni."

Joni looked up at his mother.  Barbara returned the look with an
understanding gaze.  She was holding onto Chablis' arm, watching in rapt
attention.  All pretenses of being a detached observer were gone; this was
one of the most exciting thing she had ever seen.  She was adjusting her
position, spreading her legs in hopes of providing better access to her
moist vagina.

"She is proud of you, Joni; your mother is proud of you.  You are learning
the pleasures of a woman.  Now you should kiss the tip, hold the kiss for a
moment or two; that's it, and now slowly let the tip slip into your mouth.
From this point on, it is no longer about you, Joni, it is about giving
pleasure to your partner.  Continue to support the scrotum but remove your
other hand from the penis.  Look at me, Joni.  Always look at your partner
for approval.  Show your partner that all you want is to please him; show
your partner that you love sucking his cock; show your partner that his
pleasure is your pleasure."

Chablis took both of her hands and began to stroke Joni's head.  "That's
it, Joni.  I want you to alternate between sucking and trying to fit my
penis fully in your mouth.  It's going to have to go down your throat,
dear, which may cause you to gag, but just try to touch your nose to my
stomach."

Joni did indeed gag, but Chablis wouldn't allow him to pull completely off
the penis.

"Do not swallow, Joni.  It is important that the saliva builds up and
overflows, providing more lubrication.  Here, let me help you take it all."
With that, Chablis began to push Joni's head down on her penis, over and
over she attempted to have Joni take the full length, and repeatedly he
would gag and push back.  Saliva was now flowing out of his mouth with
every gasp of air.  But Chablis persisted and finally had Joni take the
full length, if only briefly.

Barbara looked up from Joni to Chablis.  She saw a beautiful woman obsessed
with sexual pleasure, not at all concerned with Joni's condition, only with
her own dominance.  Sexual dominance, like that of a male.  The penis had
taken control of her actions and she was consumed with her own climax.  She
realized that the lesson had turned away from Joni and now it didn't matter
who was sucking her cock, she just needed to climax.  Barbara saw Chablis
as consumed with lust; she had never seen Chablis as more beautiful.  Not
the demure delicate model, but a strong, dominant sexual being.  She wanted
to help Chablis achieve her climax; she leaned in and kissed Chablis on the
cheek.

Chablis turned to Barbara and presented her with her mouth.  They kissed
deeply, all the while Chablis pumping Joni's head on her penis.  She felt
her climax building but wasn't about to hesitate.  She held Joni's face at
her stomach, he struggled to pull back but she held tight and ejaculated
down his throat.  Barbara felt Chablis squeeze every muscle, and then
release all contractions.

Joni was freed from her grip and gasped for air.  Chablis tried to regain
her composure.

"Well, that was very good, Joni.  With a little practice you may become
quite good."

"Thank you."

"You need to go clean yourself up dear," said Barbara as she was
straightening her skirt and shifting away from Chablis.  "I will excuse
myself to finish in the kitchen.  Would you like to help me, Chablis?"

"Before you go, Joni, you need to kiss the tip of my penis and say thank
you."

Joni placed a loving kiss on Chablis' penis slit.  "Now, please replace my
pouch, dear.  I may need to be constrained, and one lesson a night is
probably enough.  And, Joni, do not remove your pouch until given
permission.  Is that understood?"

"Yes, Chablis."


End Part 12