Date: Wed, 17 Dec 2014 16:10:54 -0500
From: Rose Red <7754.rp@gmail.com>
Subject: Joni, Part 8

JONI, PART 8


Dr. Goodly watched as Joni and his mother walked out the back door.  As
soon as he was sure they were gone, he rushed back into his office, closing
the door behind him.

"What an incredible creature Joni is," he thought.  "He could possibly be
the best young candidate for progestrogen since Henry, now Ingrid."  Ingrid
had come to him when she was 16 and he risked everything to produce her
transition - no parental knowledge until after it was too late to reverse
the effects.  But the results were so astounding, and the modeling contract
was so lucrative, that the mother relented and accepted her new daughter.
Joni was different.  Not only did he have parental encouragement, but the
beauty and confidence of Joni far surpassed Ingrid.  And being two years
younger than Ingrid meant that there was hardly any testosterone effects to
reverse: no beard, no deep voice, no attitude.  And that penis was the most
beautiful he had ever seen.  What a specimen, he thought.  It was as fresh
and innocent as the rest of him, perfectly proportioned, with a pink
mushroom head over the blue vein-accented body, framed by the
disproportionately large scrotum and testicles.  He nearly kissed it as he
performed his initial examination.

The memory of the morning was too much for him to contain.  Dr. Goodly got
an erection the moment he had seen Joni nude and it had stayed throughout
the examination and consultation.  He was sure that Barbara noticed, but at
the moment he didn't care.  He unbuckled his pants and shuffled to his desk
chair.  His penis reached full strength at first touch.  Never before had a
client affected him like this.  Most examinations were rather sterile and
perfunctory; but then, most of his clients were misplaced men looking for
greater sexual pleasure.  Joni, he was convinced, was the perfect
transition who would certainly achieve great sexual pleasure, but that was
not the purpose.  And this magnificent creature was under his care and
guidance.  If they chose the progestrogen treatment, as he was sure they
would, he could create one of the great young feminine beauties.  And he
had the modeling contacts to reward them for their trust.  He must get in
touch with Ingrid, he thought, and ask for her help.

He was now stroking his penis furiously, thinking only about Joni's penis
and how magnificent it looked as it grew to full erection.  Dr. Goodly's
penis was a fine specimen - about 8 inches and circumcised, with a massive
girth and a prominent purple head - but he was intoxicated by his new
client.  He had so wanted to take charge of Joni's masturbation, to show
him how to achieve extraordinary climaxes.  He had wanted to touch Joni the
way he was touching himself now, holding the scrotum down with one hand
while stroking the full length of the penis with the other, not allowing
the balls to contract, not allowing the scrotum the movement it so desired.
The separation of the scrotum from the penis in this way allowed separate
stimulation and more than doubled the pleasure, resulting in extreme
climaxes.  He was nearing one now as he pulled downward on his balls,
creating the pleasure/pain that he had become accustomed to.  And then it
happened, before he could get a towel but not before he could moan "Joni,
Joni, Joni" and felt the hot spray on his chin.  He released his balls and
held his penis in a loving grip.  "My God, Joni is hot," he said to
himself, and relaxed to catch his breath.

Stepping out into the heat of the day made Joni appreciate the sun dress
and its natural exposure.  He felt the heat rise off the pavement all the
way to his panties.  The freedom and the vulnerability of the skirt
combined to remind him of his feminine condition.  It was next to being
nude, he thought, and produced a stirring of his penis.  Maybe dressing as
a girl did give him sexual pleasure, he thought, but he would never admit
that to Dr. Goodly.  It just so happened that all sexual acts were now
associated with his feminine appearance and he liked that. It gave him
confidence that he was fulfilling his natural role.  His penis was now
becoming uncomfortable as it grew.

After they got the air conditioning going in the car, Barbara turned to
Joni with a smile, "Before we go anywhere, maybe we should talk."

Joni leaned over and put his head on his mother's shoulder.  "Oh, mommy, do
you really think Dr. Goodly will help me?"

"I think it's more about how you want to be helped, honey.  You passed his
tests with flying colors, so now it's up to you as to how far you want to
go."

Joni raised his head and looked up at his mother.  Barbara leaned down and
kissed her son gently.  He welcomed the reassurance of her approval and
held the kiss as long as he could.  Their mouths opened to receive the
other's tongue and the passion erupted in both.  "Maybe I should re-adjust
your penis, darling.  I think it may have been displaced in the waiting
room."

"Oh, please do, mommy.  I like it when you touch me there."

"I know you do, sweetie.  Now pull up your hem and let me see what I can
do."

Joni pulled his dress up to his chin and shyly exposed his partially erect
penis underneath his silk panties.  Barbara hesitated to move, at first
enjoying the scene.  She couldn't help associating all parts of Joni now
with femininity.  The bulging penis seemed like the perfect complement to
the female apparel; it was just a variation on a clitoris, she thought, a
clitoris that was super large and very sensitive.  Her heart swelled with
love for her little girl as she looked up at his angelic, innocent face.
"Oh my darling little girl, I love you so much," she said before tears
clouded her vision. "You make your mommy so happy."  She gently placed her
hand on his penis and felt the pulse of its growth.  Joni couldn't help but
flex it occasionally; Barbara couldn't help but squeeze in response.  She
had never felt closer to her son, never felt more in love, and never wanted
sex more in her life.

Barbara suddenly remembered where they were and struggled to regain
composure.  She certainly didn't want Dr. Goodly to catch them twice within
an hour in a compromising condition.  She broke the kiss and they hugged
each other warmly.  "I love you so much, mommy.  You make me so happy."
His erection was now poking above his panties.

"Put your dress down, honey."  Joni looked disappointed, "and let's go get
you some shoes!"  Joni's face brightened with a smile.  He shifted back to
his own side of the car and smoothed his dress over his lap.  "I say we go
to the mall.  It'll be a good experience for you to be out in public, and
we can also get something to eat.  I'll bet you are famished."

Joni hadn't even thought about food, what with all the distractions.  But
now, he realized he hadn't eaten since the night before.  His stomach
filled with butterflies, though, at the thought of walking through the mall
as a girl.  He hadn't been out of the house as a girl until this morning,
and now he was going to a very public place.  He was scared and Barbara
could tell.

"Honey, there's no need to worry.  I'll be with you just as any girl's
mother would be. Trust me, no one is going to suspect.  That is, as long as
you keep your hem down when trying on shoes.  I'll adjust your penis after
we park."

The erection had subsided by the time they got to the mall.  Joni
appreciated his mother's attention and adjustment, but he was too
preoccupied with the mall to even realize his mother's lingering touch.

Barbara went around the car to open the door for Joni - just as if she were
a male and he was the female.  Joni hesitated but then took Barbara's hand
and emerged into the public.  Joni kept hold of Barbara's hand as they
walked across the parking lot in the hot sun.  Barbara gave Joni a
reassuring look.  "Let's get something to eat first."

As they entered the mall, Joni noticed that they were getting an unusual
amount of looks, even from women; but the men were downright staring.  "Do
you always draw so much attention?" Joni asked.

"Silly, they're not looking at me; they're looking at you."

"Oh, God.  Do you think they know?"

"No, not at all.  How could they?  They're taken by your beauty, dear.
And, I guess the two of us together make quite a picture, but it is your
image that is turning the most heads.  Let's eat in this little café."

They entered the restaurant and grabbed a seat in the back, out of the
limelight.  When the waitress delivered the menus she asked routinely, "Can
I get you ladies something to start?"

"Just water for both of us, please," responded Barbara.  Then, to Joni,
"See, for all the world you are a young girl.  They suspect nothing."  Joni
smiled in response, and shifted to sit with his ankles crossed.  "This is
fun, mom.  I'm beginning to feel more comfortable.  How does my make-up
look?"

"You look fine.  But I have an idea - before we shop for shoes, let's go to
the department store and have their make-up girls show you a few tricks."

After the light lunch, they entered the mall promenade and made their way
to the department store.  Joni couldn't help notice how much attention they
attracted; he realized that it was simply due to their beauty and that no
one suspected him of being a male.  Barbara squeezed his hand when he
became too animated in his walk.  "Settle down, young lady.  Just pretend
you've been doing this your whole life."

They entered the department store and went directly to the make-up counter.
Barbara approached the first available attendant, a young, attractive - but
overly made-up - girl.  "Excuse me, but I wonder if you could assist my
daughter with her make-up?"

"I'd be delighted. Oh, my," said the attendant as Joni stepped
forward. "How old are you, young lady?"

"I'm 14."

"She's old enough to learn how to put on adult make-up," chimed in Barbara.
"I was hoping this department could show her some techniques."

"Yes, of course," replied the attendant.  "But maybe I'm not the right
person.  Let me get Angela.  She's more experienced. Have a seat on this
stool while I go fetch her."

Joni slid onto the stool, with Barbara pulling his hem down.  "You look
lovely, dear.  Let me handle the attendants."

"Yes, mommy."

Angela came over with the young attendant by her side.  The store wasn't
particularly busy, and there were a few other attendants that were not
occupied, casually watching at a distance.

"Hello, I'm Angela.  May I be of assistance?"

"Yes you may," responded Barbara.  My daughter would like to learn how to
apply make-up.  She'll be going to the prom this year and I thought today
might be a good time to learn some techniques that she can practice. We
will certainly purchase whatever you recommend."

"Well let me see."  Angela, who was about Barbara's age and quite
attractive, began to study Joni's facial features. "Your bone structure is
excellent, young lady.  And you skin is flawless.  I'm sure you will be
going to the prom."  Joni blushed lightly, and shifted to relieve the
pressure on his penis.  This touching and attention by Angela was rather
erotic; he felt a little shiver pass through his body.

"Your current application looks nice, but it's too modest for a formal
affair.  Do you agree, ah, I'm sorry I didn't get your name?" as she turned
to Barbara.

"Barbara.  And I do agree.  I just want her to have the confidence to apply
grown-up make-up that accents her qualities."

Angela turned back to look at Joni. "And what is your name?"

"Joni"

"Joni, you have so many excellent facial qualities.  I think that your high
cheek bones, your large eyes, and your full lips are your best facial
features.  Let me show you how best to enhance those features."

Joni sat as if under a spell.  This was a dream come true - two beautiful
women applying his make-up under the watchful eye of his mother.  As they
made over him, his excitement grew.  They were speaking as if he weren't
there, adjusting his head this way and that, as if he were a mannequin.  At
one point, they removed the bobby pins from his hair and just pulled it
back into a scrunchy.  And then they fussed over him some more, discussing
what was the best foundation, blush, eye shadow color, and finally the best
color lipstick.  With each application, they gave Joni a quick lesson on
its application.

By this time, the other attendants had made their way over to observe -
each one commenting on the extraordinary beauty of Joni; each one making
suggestions and wanting to contribute; each one approving at each stage.
All the while, Barbara stood in the background and just watched.  This was
an audience and Joni, her son, was center stage.

Finally, Angela stood back and surveyed the results.  "Well, I can't say
you are more beautiful than when you arrived, Joni, but you do look quite a
bit older and certainly more sophisticated.  I can't imagine you not being
the belle of the ball. What do you think, Barbara?"

Barbara got her first look at Joni and was astounded.  Not quite a tart,
but not the innocent young girl that she had escorted in.  She put her hand
under Joni's chin and lifted up his face so their eyes met.  "I think it is
perfect.  This is exactly what I had in mind.  Have you showed Joni?"

Angela pulled the mirror off the counter and put it in front of Joni's
face.  He hardly recognized the girl that looked back at him.  He sat
perfectly still for a minute and just stared at himself.  It was shocking
how beautiful he was; almost Narcissus in his response, he finally broke
away to look to his mother, and then the other women.  They were all
envious of him, of his appearance, of his beauty.  He suddenly realized
that he had more than one gift, that as a girl he could be admired and
desired with his clothes on, for his entire body. In fact, he would never
have to be embarrassed by his penis again. Unless, of course, he couldn't
get it under control at that very moment.  He felt so attractive and so
desired, so happy with himself and so loving that tears welled up in his
eyes.

"Now, now, none of that, young lady, it will run your mascara." volunteered
Angela.  "Here, let me show you how to dab away the tears without ruining
your make-up."

As Angela performed her magic, she continued to touch and stroke Joni as a
gester of support.  And Joni's penis continued to grow.  As soon as Angela
finished, Joni immediately jumped off the stool and into his mother's arms.
He could feel his penis pushing downward on his panties and whispered to
his mother that he had to go to the bathroom.  Angela pointed him in the
right direction and all the women watched Joni as he walked away.

"She could be model, you know," commented Angela.  The other women all
agreed.

"We are considering the possibility," said Barbara.  "You did a marvelous
job.  We'd have to retain you to be her make-up artist if we go that
direction," Barbara said, half joking.

As Barbara was finishing up the purchase of the cosmetics, she looked up to
see Joni returning across the room. It seemed like all the other people in
the store also took notice.  Barbara's heart swelled with pride; her little
girl was absolutely stunning in full make-up. Poised, confident, and
self-assured. Yet, she couldn't help but see her now as a sex object, fully
female in her exposed appearance, radiating sensuality.  Barbara couldn't
help but imagine what Joni will look like back home, nude and with that
beautiful erection, complementing that beautiful face.  Her juices began to
leak through her panties and trickle down her legs.  She went to meet Joni
and they quickly exited the store.

"Do you really like it, mommy?"

"Honey, you look stunning.  Angela is very good.  We were lucky she was
available.  Did you get a good look at yourself in the bathroom mirror?"

"Yes and I can't believe it's me.  I do look older, don't you think?"

"Yes, dear, you do look, how should I put this, you look more mature, more
sophisticated.  But, that's the point.  And you look more sexy.  What
happened to my innocent little girl?"

"I'm still here mommy," replied Joni as he took his mother's hand and
squeezed tight against her body.  "I know, dear.  But you must be careful
now; you're going to attract much more attention than you did earlier.
It's the nature of cosmetics.  It says to everybody else that you care how
you look and are proud of your appearance.  That's a natural come-on for
men."

And, sure enough, both noticed how much attention they were now attracting.
It was almost embarrassing to Barbara; she was used to turning heads, but
this was ridiculous.  There was no subtlety about it, just outright
gawking.

"Have you thought about heels?" asked Barbara.

"Not really. I just want something very feminine that will go with this
sundress."

"OK, sounds perfect.  But remember, when you are trying on shoes, keep your
hem down and your legs together.  A lady does not display her crotch in
public."

They found what seemed to be the perfect shoe - 4-inch narrow heel, open
toe, single strap sandal.  The young, attractive salesman measured Joni's
feet, lingering a little too long while holding each foot. When he returned
he sat in front of Joni and placed a shoe on each foot gently while holding
his calf.  It was clear that he was taken with him.

"She's never had heels before," remarked Barbara. "I hope these aren't too
high. Let me help you stand, dear."

Joni uneasily stood, wobbled a bit, and then Barbara took his hand.  "Let's
walk over to the mirror and you can see how they look."

Of course, they looked great, accentuating Joni's excellent smooth legs.
"Do you think you can walk back by yourself, dear?"

"Maybe," replied Joni.  He made it back to his seat without as much as a
shake and sat down.  The salesman immediately grabbed his calf and began to
remove a shoe.  "Can I wear them home?" Joni asked his mom.

"Why not?" Barbara turned to the salesman, "Could you please put her
sandals in the box and meet me at the register?"

"He's cute.  Did you see the way he looked at me?"

"Yes, and I saw the way he touched you also.  That's what I mean.  Men have
trouble controlling themselves when confronted by cosmetics.  It's lucky
you aren't wearing perfume or there's no telling what would happen."

They held hands as they left the store, not only because Joni needed a
steady hand, but because they were both very happy.  Joni was now at eye
level with Barbara and looked nearly as old.  They could be sisters, or
lovers, but no one would take them for mother and daughter.

"How do they look, mommy?"

"Fabulous, young lady.  I'm jealous!  The make-up, the heels.  Maybe a
little too sexy."

They laughed and hugged quickly, and then made their way through the mall,
window shopping while enjoying the show they were putting on.  By the time
they arrived at their exit, Joni was completely comfortable in heels, even
swaying on occasion to accent his feminine appeal.

When they got back to the car, both were relieved to be out of the
limelight.  It had been as if they were on display the whole time in the
mall.  Barbara liked it because it reinforced her vision of Joni; Joni
liked it because he had never experienced such attention - except for his
first day in the gym class shower, and this was fully clothed and in a
normal environment.

When they were on their way home, Barbara was the first to speak.  "You put
on quite a show back there, young lady."

"I didn't mean to, mom."

"I know that, honey.  But, I think if you continue with the transition, you
had better get used to it.  You seem to have been truly transformed with
the professional make-up and the heels.  Do you feel transformed, Joni?  Do
you feel that this is the real you?"

"Oh, yes mommy.  I feel like this is what I was meant to be.  I really
meant what I said in Dr. Goodly's office."

"I know you did, dear.  I could see it in your eyes.  But we'll talk more
about that when we get home.  How about as swim?"

"That would be fun.  Should we invite Bobby and his mom over?"

"We could do that.  Do you want to show off for Bobby?"

"Well, I would like to get his opinion.  Do you think he will like it?"

"I don't know why not.  But if you are really interested in that, maybe
we'll just sunbath, at least until Bobby sees you.  Swimming will ruin your
make-up."

"Oh, I hadn't thought of that.  I guess I have a lot to learn."

"Don't worry, sweetie.  You probably know more now than a typical
14-year-old girl."

"Will you help me learn, mommy?"

"I will always be here for you, dear," said Barbara as she reached over to
take Joni's hand.  Their eyes met briefly as the car pulled into the
driveway and into the garage.

"A lot has happened since we left this morning," said Barbara as they
entered the house.  "Let's put on our suits and talk about it out by the
pool.  I'll call Susan and see if they want to come over for a swim."

Joni headed upstairs to change.  He was becoming quite comfortable in the
heels, but did stumble a bit on the stairs.  Re-gathering his composure, he
found himself in front of his mother's full length mirror.  He almost did a
double-take at his reflection.  He had seen his face in the department
store, and his legs in the shoe store, but the whole image now presented
itself to him.  He was stunned at his own beauty.  They were right, he
looked much older and incredibly beautiful.  He stared at himself, and
turned this way and that.  He felt so thoroughly feminine, so very sexy,
that he allowed himself to covet a vagina.  These feelings were consuming
his attention when he was interrupted by his mother.

"Do you like what you see?"

Joni turned around in surprise and became embarrassed, his face turning
red.  He looked down and felt guilty that he had been caught admiring his
own image.

"Joni, I asked you a question.  Do you like what you see?"

"Yes, ma'am.  I can't believe it's really me, though."

"I can't either, honey.  But it is, and can be even better in the
future. But, let's get into our suits.  Susan and Bobby will be here in
about an hour."

Joni began to slowly remove his clothes, all the while standing in front of
the mirror.  He was mesmerized by the image.  Finally he stood there with
just his panties and bra on, but still in his high heels.  Barbara was now
nude and stood there watching Joni as he slowly removed his bra and then
began to step out of his heels so as to remove his panties.

"Put the heels back on, sweetie."  Barbara was now as consumed with the
image as Joni.  "I think the heels really complement your body."

Joni removed his panties and his penis dropped out from its tuck.

"Remember, the no touch rule is still in effect, Joni.  Dr. Goodly's office
is the only exception."

"I know, mom," said Joni, as he turned demurely to the side.  He gazed at
his nude self in the mirror, the make-up accenting his face, the high heels
accenting his legs; he appeared thoroughly female until he turned and
exposed his penis.

"I see it as an exaggerated clitoris," commented Barbara as she motioned to
his penis. "I think it is thoroughly feminine and I'm jealous. I wish I had
one.  Can I touch it?'

"Yes, mommy," is all Joni could say.  His penis was responding to the
attention and now was jutting outward from his female image, as if the
partial erection were a natural condition.  Joni pulled his arms up to
cover his breasts and looked shyly at his mother.

Barbara came up to Joni from behind and pressed her body against his, her
ample breasts pushed against Joni's back.  She reached around and gently
wrapped her hands around his penis.  "I was so proud of you today," she
whispered into his ear.  "My heart swelled at your meeting with Dr. Goodly,
at the department store, at the shoe store, and especially as we walked
around the mall.  I think my little girl is very special."

Joni's penis swelled to full strength and he tried to turn and face
her. "No, don't turn around.  Just look at yourself in the mirror.  Go
ahead, admire your image.  This is what I saw that first morning when you
were home from school in bed.  This is the beautiful, perfect person that I
realized you could be.  You are very special, Joni, and don't you ever
doubt it."

Barbara was now stroking Joni's penis and his hips were responding in
rhythm.  "I don't think you have ever been this hard, sweetie.  You must
like what you see in the mirror." She removed one hand and brought it
around to his buttocks as she slid slightly to his side.  "Let me show you
the pleasures of womanhood, Joni.  Let me show you how wonderful it is to
have your partner inside of you, how fulfilling it is to know that you are
the object of their lust, of their desire, of their love."

Barbara slowly moved her hand to Joni's anus and began massaging it.  It
remained moist from Dr. Goodly's ministrations.  "Did you like it when
Dr. Goodly showed you how this will become your pleasure center?"

"Oh, yes mommy. It made me tingle inside."

"Let me see if I can do that for you."  Barbara probed with her middle
finger and worked it gently around the hole. "Relax darling, let mommy
enter you."

Joni tried to relax, but this was so unnatural.

"Just try to push out, dear." He did, and her finger passed the entrance.
He leaned his head back onto her shoulder.  "That's it darling.  Does that
feel good?"

"Yes, mommy."

"I'm going to go deeper, Joni.  I'm going to find the pleasure spot that
Dr. Goodly found." Barbara continued to whisper seductively into Joni's
ear. "I want to help you discover the pleasure of being a girl, of being a
beautiful girl who is attractive to both sexes.  Your mommy wants to bring
you total female satisfaction.  I'm going to go deeper now."

"Oh, please do, mommy. I want to experience everything a girl can
experience.  Please teach me how to be like you. Oh, that feels so good,
mommy.  That feels so good."

Barbara had taken her hand off of Joni's penis and was now just holding his
hip so she could push her finger deeper into his anus.  She felt for his
prostate, found the sensitive bulge, and began massaging it gently.  Joni's
penis engorged further, now straining against its skin in an attempt to
achieve ever larger size.  Joni began to squeeze and flex it, which
produced a squeezing on Barbara's finger.  In response, Barbara began to
pump her finger in and out, as if Joni were being fucked by a small
penis. "That's it, Joni, that's it.  Show mommy how much you enjoy being
fucked; show mommy what a sensual girl you are; show mommy how much you
want to be my little girl."

Barbara was now kissing Joni's neck, and had pulled her free hand up to
massage his breasts.  She pinched a nipple while pushing her finger yet
deeper into him.  He was helpless, completely accepting of her touch.  She
probed ever deeper, now applying strong pressure to his prostate.  Joni
jerked in response. "Oh, mommy.  I love that.  I want to be your little
girl forever.  I want to have real breasts for you to massage."

Joni's hands had dropped to his side.  His mother was in complete control
and he was simply a receiver of sexual stimulation.  She was now pumping
her finger furiously in and out of his anus, stretching the opening as much
as she dared, as he relaxed the opening and welcomed her probe.

Barbara turned Joni to face her while she kept her finger in his anus.
Their eyes met in a loving stare. "My darling little girl, this is how it
feels to be sexually controlled.  I think you will find it wonderful to
have someone inside you, dominating you sexually; it is the greatest
feeling to have someone you love be inside you. I am inside you Joni
because I love you and want you to experience femininity fully."

"I love you, mommy.  I feel so happy having you in me."  Joni's penis was
now pressed against Barbara's stomach.  She could feel the wetness of his
pre-cum as they kissed passionately.  Barbara slowly removed her finger.
Joni reacted in disappointment.

"We have guests coming over, remember?  I think it best if we just stop
here.  We need to talk more about what went on this morning, anyway, before
we get too carried away."

Barbara stepped back from Joni and absorbed the image head-on.  He remained
fully erect and his scrotum was fully extended.  An occasional throb made
is penis bounce gently; pre-cum appeared on the tip.  He was the most
alluring creature, she thought, standing there shyly, in high heels with
slightly smudged make-up.  She wanted desperately to drop to her knees and
take as much of his penis in her mouth as she could.  Instead, she leaned
in and kissed him lightly on the lips.  "We need to get into our swim suits
and get down to the pool.  Can you put that thing away until later?"
Barbara asked, pointing to his penis.

"I think so," replied Joni as he took a deep breath and turned toward the
closet. "Can I keep the heels on?"

"I suppose so, if you don't think it will be too much for Bobby.  You'll be
taller than him.  Maybe you ought to go one step at a time; let's freshen
your make-up and then you can decide."

By the time they had put on their bikinis and each had donned a blouse,
Joni's penis had returned to the flaccid state and Barbara was able to tuck
it away nicely.  Only Joni's lipstick needed touching-up, and Barbara
watched proudly as he did it himself.  "You've come a long way in the last
week or so, young lady."

"Thank you mommy. I'll leave the heels off. Do you think Bobby will like
this look?"

"I don't think there's a doubt.  You look absolutely stunning."

When they got downstairs, Joni headed out to the pool while Barbara went to
the kitchen for some lemonade.  She had hardly settled down by the pool
when the doorbell rang.  "Let's get it together, sweetheart."

"Stand behind me until I make sure it's Susan and Bobby."

Of course it was Susan and Bobby, but Joni stayed behind the door as they
entered.  Susan was again in her skimpy bikini with no blouse while Bobby
was in his standard swimming trunks with a shirt. Susan and Barbara kissed
briefly and then Barbara closed the door to reveal Joni.

It was Susan who first broke the silence.  "Joni, wow!  You look fabulous.
Honey, you look good enough to eat."

"Thank you," replied Joni, rather shyly.  Joni turned to Bobby and they
just looked at each other for a second.  "Doesn't she, Bobby?" volunteered
Susan.

"Hi," is all Bobby could say.  He was clearly intimidated by the new Joni.

"Hi," responded Joni, now very bashful.  He broke his stare of Bobby and
looked down, half expecting disapproval from Bobby.  There was an
uncomfortable feeling in the air.

"Well, let's all go out to the pool and enjoy the rest of the afternoon,"
suggested Barbara as she grabbed Susan's hand.  Bobby followed his mother
with Joni trailing behind.  "Susan, would you and Bobby like some
lemonade?"

"We'd love some. I'll help you.  Bobby, you go on out to the pool with
Joni."

As soon as the two mothers entered the kitchen, Bobby grabbed Joni's hand
and said "Let's go up to your room."  Joni followed obediently.

Once the door was closed, Bobby turned and looked at Joni.  "You look so
much older with the make-up."

"Well, I'm not any older; I'm the same age as you.  My mom had the cosmetic
girls at the department store show me how to apply make-up.  I thought
you'd like it."

"I do like it.  It's just that you look so grown up."

"Do you want me to take it off?"

"No.  But I feel like I shouldn't touch you because I might smudge your
make-up."

Joni looked up at Bobby and then took a step forward and gently kissed him
on the lips.  "I want you to smudge my make-up.  I want you to show me how
you feel."

Bobby tasted the lipstick on his lips and then leaned in to kiss Joni, this
time fully and passionately, with each melting into the arms of the other.
Tongues mixed as their lips alternated from gentle touching to grinding on
each other.  Joni could feel Bobby's penis grow and he felt relieved.  Joni
was still feeling the effects of the session with his mother and his penis
was responding as well.  Joni broke the kiss and stepped back.

"I love you Bobby and I want you inside me."

"What do you mean?"

"I want your penis inside my mouth.  I want you to use my mouth for your
pleasure."  Joni leaned down and pulled Bobby's swimming trunks down,
exposing his beautifully erect penis.  Joni grabbed it with one hand and
returned to kiss Bobby.  "Fuck my mouth, Bobby.  I want to be your source
of pleasure."  Joni dropped down to his knees in front of Bobby and opened
his mouth as an invitation to Bobby.  He looked up at Bobby and then
dropped his eyes to look at Bobby's penis and scrotum.  He touched each
gently and then looked back up at Bobby.  "Show me you love me, Bobby."

With that, Bobby gently placed his penis into Joni's mouth.  It felt warm
and wet to Bobby as Joni closed around it; his erection immediately got
harder and stronger.

Joni put his hands on Bobby's hips and waited for the thrusts.  But it was
Joni who had to initiate the action.  Slowly he moved his mouth down
Bobby's shaft, feeling the warmth and strength of his penis reach his
throat.  He gagged slightly and pulled back.  The saliva response was
immediate and abundant.  Joni pulled back further to catch his breath and a
string of saliva fell to the floor.  Joni gently kissed the tip of Bobby's
penis and then wrapped his lips around it again.  This time Bobby took
charge and pushed his penis to the back of Joni's mouth; he maintained the
pressure and he felt it slip deeper and deeper.  Suddenly Joni pulled back,
gasping for air.  More saliva flowed out of his mouth and dripped off
Bobby's penis.  Again, Joni gave the tip a loving kiss and then returned
the erection to his mouth.  This process continued until Bobby grabbed
Joni's head and pushed his penis down Joni's throat, nearly climaxing in
the process.  Joni fell backwards in shock, gagging and coughing.

By now, Joni's penis was painfully pressing against his bikini bottoms.  He
stood up and kissed Bobby on the lips.  "I'm going to remove my suit
bottoms, but you must promise me that you won't touch me down there.  OK?"

"OK, but can I look at it.  You have such a beautiful penis, Joni."

"I want you to look, but you just can't touch."

Joni removed his bikini bottom and his penis sprang out, nearly fully
erect.  He thought of his image in the mirror earlier, and knew that Bobby
would find it hard to resist touching him.  He dropped down to his knees,
relieved at the freedom his erection now experienced.

Bobby couldn't believe how sexy Joni looked - smudged lipstick, bikini top,
and his magnificent erection.  He was approaching climax just from the
image and he quickly returned his penis to Joni's mouth.  He pushed it deep
and pulled it out slowly, allowing Joni to get his breath.  The urgency was
taking over as he felt his climax approaching; he pushed it yet deeper and
tried to hold it there but then realized he was past the point of
controlling anything.

Joni felt Bobby lose control and begin thrusting his penis deeper and
deeper into his mouth. Then a strong thrust that Bobby held to nearly the
full depth of his penis, nearly down Joni's throat.  And then the
ejaculation and the flooding of Joni's mouth.  It was warm and salty; Joni
swallowed every bit of it and then sucked Bobby's penis clean as he slowly
removed it from her mouth.

Joni sat back on the floor as Bobby staggered slightly and then slumped
down beside him.  Joni's penis was fully erect; Bobby's was losing its
hardness but was pink and wet; lipstick marks showed on the shaft.

"I liked that," said Joni. "I liked it that you came inside me."

Bobby looked over and kissed Joni deeply.  It was the same mouth that had
engulfed his penis and received his sperm just moments before; it was the
mouth that he loved and wanted to taste.

They sat in silence for quite awhile until Joni's penis had returned to the
flaccid state.

As soon as Barbara was sure their sons were out of sight, she turned and
embraced Susan with a passionate kiss.  She was highly aroused from the
episode with Joni just a short time ago, and she knew that Susan would be a
willing.

"Let me put my fingers in you," whispered Barbara as she slid her hand down
the front of Susan's bikini bottom.

"Oh, please do.  I want you inside me so bad," responded Susan as she
melted into Barbara's arms.  Their tongues intertwined as Barbara's
inserted one, and then two, fingers.  Barbara held her there, fully under
control and marveling at how Susan was completely at her disposal.  She
pulled away and took in Susan's beauty. Barbara began to slowly work her
fingers, pulling them apart just enough to squeeze Susan's clitoris in the
process.  Susan opened her eyes and shuttered. "God, I like that. I love
the way you touch me, I want you in me always."  Susan laid her head on
Barbara's shoulder.

Barbara's hand began to move more deliberately.  She wanted Susan to be
completely under her control.  Her two fingers now were curled and she was
pulling Susan nearly off the floor with each thrust, her juices dripping
down her legs; Susan began to moan as Barbara rotated the pressure from
inside her vagina to her clitoris, and then back to her vagina.  Susan
snuggled her head into Barbara's neck, holding her body tightly against
Barbara, and began to shake with pleasure.

"Oh, my darling Susan, you are so wet.  You do like this, don't you?"
Before Susan could answer, Barbara slowed the movement down to gentle
manipulation and leaned back. "I need your assistance again."

"Anything, I'll do anything for you.  Just don't stop," replied Susan.

"I'll tell you more about our visit this morning to Dr. Goodly, but I need
your help with Joni."

"Oh, that feels so good." Susan kissed Barbara long and deep.

"I need you to promote Joni's transition."

"Oh, God.  Don't stop.  I'll gladly do that.  He's more beautiful every
time I see him; I can't imagine him not going forward."

"Good.  But there's something else.  I want you to encourage Bobby to fuck
Joni."

Susan tensed for a moment in shock.  Barbara increased her pace of
fingering Susan.

"I'm afraid that Joni will waver if he isn't shown all the pleasures of
being a female. And it might bring you closer to your son. He's a beautiful
boy, you know."

"Yes, I know.  I have often looked at him and thought that I'd be
interested in him if I were his age, and I weren't a lesbian."

"But you aren't his age and you are a lesbian; moreover, you're his mother.
Don't you think you should make sure his first true sexual experience is
with your approval, possibly even guidance and supervision?"

Susan had now returned to her sexually excited state as she considered the
thought - it seemed strangely acceptable for her to be intimately involved
in her son's sex life.  Strangely exciting, actually.  This seemed to
heighten the sensations of Barbara's fingering.  "I'll help you anyway I
can.  Just don't stop."

Barbara kissed Susan deeply and increased the rhythm of her insertions.
Her hand was now soaking wet and she inserted a third finger without
resistance.  Susan's knees began to weaken as she leaned into Barbara's
hand.  She was close and Barbara knew it.  "I want your son to take Joni's
virginity. And I want us both to be there, to help, to guide, to instruct
throughout the procedure.  Can I count on you?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"  is all Susan could say as she reached the peak of her
orgasm.  Susan collapsed into Barbara's arms, gasping for breath.  Barbara
slowly withdrew her fingers from Susan.  They kissed lovingly, and then
both began to laugh at their ridiculous condition.  It took several minutes
before they separated and regained composure.

"Let's get out to the pool before the boys get suspicious.  I'll get the
drinks," Barbara said.

She felt in complete control now.  She had totally dominated Susan sexually
and had gotten her to virtually commit to incest.  All in the interest of
making Joni a perfect girl.  She loved her son and wanted only the best for
him, and if that meant introducing Susan and Bobby to incest, so be it.
She wasn't going to leave Joni's virginity to chance.  This was a delicate
and sensitive part of becoming a girl and she knew it couldn't always be
satisfied with a finger or two.  He had to feel the incredible pleasure of
having a fully erect penis inside of him.  If not a vagina, then it had to
be his anus.  And he had to also be reminded of the pleasures of his penis.
This had to be done in order to discourage any future thought of a complete
transition.  His penis was too special to risk, but as a girl he must gain
most of his pleasure from being dominated through insertion.  That is how
Susan had achieved climax and that is how she wanted Joni to reach climax.
But his advantage was having an alternative center of pleasure.  He was
always going to ejaculate with orgasm; the difference was that the
ejaculation could be created from either of two centers of pleasure.  She
was truly making a sexual creature like no other.  This excited Barbara
even more.

When they finally got out to the pool, of course the boys weren't there.

"I hope they're not jumping ahead of your plans," said Susan as she looked
at Barbara with a knowing smile.  Barbara smiled back and then kissed Susan
quickly. "We'll talk some more about that later.  We have another
appointment with Dr. Goodly on Tuesday to finalize things.  We'll see how
it goes from there."

"Tell me what happened this morning and how Joni became soooo made-up."

"Dr. Goodly gave Joni a thorough exam - which I observed completely - and
then offered some options.  One of which, I think it's called progestrogen,
is a rather fast acting process that isn't reversible.  However, it is
progressive so that he could transition with his age as any other 14 year
old girl would."

"I've never heard of progestrogen.  What does it do?"

"You haven't heard of it because it's not approved in this country."

"Are you sure you want to use an experimental drug, Barbara?"

"According to Dr. Goodly, It's not experimental.  Other countries have
approved it.  And, he has actually used it himself.  As I said, the effects
are progressive and he stopped just before developing breasts.  If you look
at him closely, you'll notice he has no facial hair and all of his features
are rather feminine."

"Now that you mention it, I hadn't realized until now.  I just like his
soft, gently look; it's so reassuring and comforting.  Maybe that's why I
trust him so much."

"So we are going back in Tuesday for what I hope will be the commitment and
beginning of the procedure."

"I don't know how Joni could handle looking anymore feminine that he does
now.  My God, he's absolutely stunning.  Who did his make-up?"

We had it done at the mall.  You should have seen the attention he got at
the cosmetics counter.  All the attendants were marveling over him and
contributing to his make-up. It was really quite amazing."

"They didn't know he was a boy, did they?"

"Heavens no.  And afterward, I bought him some heels and then we paraded
around the mall. I have never seen anything like the attention he
attracted."

"I'm sure you were just as responsible.  The two of you together must
really be something."

"Where are those boy?" asked Barbara.  "They must be upstairs.  I'll call
them down."

Barbara walked to the foot of the stairs and yelled up for the boys to come
down and enjoy the pool while there was still daylight.

The boys appeared and it was pretty clear what had taken place.  Joni's
lipstick was smeared and Bobby showed how it got like that.  Before either
mother could say anything, Bobby jumped into the pool.  "Joni, remember not
to get you head wet, dear, unless you don't care about your make-up and
hair."

Joni walked over to the shallow end and slid into the pool.  The water just
covered his breasts and there was no hint that this was another boy in the
pool.  Both mother's marveled at his beauty before returning to their
conversation."

"If Joni does go through with this, what are you going to do about school?"
asked Susan.

"We'll see how long he can stay in public school.  Progestrogen doesn't
work overnight so there will be some time to decide.  It's really more
about Joni's dress and behavior that may require an earlier decision.  He's
already resisting any time in boy's clothes, and he seemed perfectly at
ease his first day out of the house as a girl.  But, to answer your
question, I'm considering home schooling.  I haven't told him yet."

"I'm sure he would love it, especially if he could live totally as a
girl. That's probably the only thing you can do," responded Susan.

Joni and Bobby got out of the pool, dried off, and joined their mothers in
the shade.

"Joni, your mother told me you've had a pretty exciting day.  Did you like
Dr. Goodly?"

"Oh, yes, ma'am.  Very much."

"I do to.  He's my doctor, also, you know. He takes care of my private
parts."

Joni blushed at the thought.  Bobby saw his mother exchange a knowing look
with Barbara.

"Women need periodic attention because of their delicate condition, Bobby,"
volunteered Barbara.  "I'll probably see Dr. Goodly on occasion also.  And
if you ever have any trouble with your private parts, Bobby, I'm sure
Dr. Goodly would be pleased to see you also. You know, I'm a nurse and have
examined many young men your age.  Sometimes it's just good preventative
medicine to have a check-up.  Has Bobby ever had a check-up, Susan?"

"No, not that I'm aware of."

"Well, I could perform one now it you'd like.  There's nothing complicated
or risky.  Sometimes just a good visual inspection can determine the health
of the area."

"Bobby, I think it's a good idea.  We should take advantage of the offer."

Barbara sat up in her lounge chair and swung her feet to the side. "Come
here, then, Bobby, and stand in front of me."

Bobby hesitated and looked at his mother.  "Go ahead dear. Don't be
bashful.  Barbara is a nurse."

Bobby then looked at Joni and then slowly walked over to stand in front of
Barbara.  "Please remove your swimming trunks and let's have a look at
you."

Again, Bobby hesitated.  His suit was still wet and it clung to his groin,
showing the outline of his penis.  "Remove your trunks, dear," said Susan
in a sweet but stern voice.

Bobby reached down and undid his waist band and pushed his trunks down to
his ankles.

"Go ahead and step out of them, Bobby." Barbara directed.  She now had
Bobby standing in front of her, completely naked.  He pulled his hands to
meet in front and cover his groin.

"Please put your hands to your side, sweetie.  Let me have a look at you."

What she saw was a beautiful flaccid penis, circumcised and about 6 inches
long with a broad shaft and a purple mushroom shaped head.  It was very
well proportioned and set off by a low hanging scrotum.  Peach fuzz framed
the whole package.  It wasn't in Joni's league, but it was very impressive
nonetheless.

Barbara stared and then gazed at it from one side and then the other.  "Is
that lipstick on your penis, Bobby?"  Bobby looked horrified at the
discovery.  Barbara looked over at Joni, who blushed, and then said "You
should be more careful and clean yourself more often, Bobby."

Bobby couldn't respond he was so flustered; he just looked aside and then
glanced at Joni.  Barbara went back to visual inspection.  The extended
period of observation left Bobby embarrassed; he felt like he was back in
the gym class showers, after Joni had left and all the attention had
switched to him.

"I'm going to touch you now, Bobby.  I need to feel you thoroughly in this
area in order to make sure you're as healthy as you look."  Barbara looked
over at Susan for approval and saw that she was watching intently.

Barbara placed her palm under Bobby's penis and gently raised it off his
scrotum.  She then began to palpate it with her other hand.  Bobby remained
motionless with his head down and to the side, his arms pulled behind his
back.

"Everything seems to be in order with your penis, Bobby."  She then held if
off to the side and began to fondle his testicles and pull on his scrotum.
She had him do the cough test before she released him and put her hands on
his hips.

"You seem to be in good shape, Bobby.  Do you have any discomfort or issues
that you would like to tell me about?"

"No ma'am."

All eyes remained on Bobby's groin.  Barbara looked up at him and saw that
he was slightly embarrassed by the whole procedure.  "Just a few more
questions, Bobby, and then I'll be through."  She remembered Dr. Goodly's
examination of Joni this morning.  He had confessed that it was
unconventional, and she had never heard of it before, but considering what
her and Susan had agreed to earlier, this might be a good time to break the
ice.

"How often do you masturbate, Bobby?"

"Ma'am?"

"I asked you how often you masturbate, dear.  Is it every day, more than
once a day, how often?  I know that healthy young men masturbate quite
often; it's perfectly normal and expected.  Now, how often do you do it?"

Bobby looked at his mother. "Answer nurse Barbara, Bobby."

Bobby's face turned beet red as he looked away in shame.  "Almost every
day."

"Do you ever do it more than once a day, dear?"

"Yes."

"I bet you do it often, don't you?  Your mother has told me how often she
has to change the sheets.  You do like to do it, don't you dear?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Good.  Do you get an erection first or do you decide to masturbate and
then force an erection?"

"I don't really know.  I guess both."

"Have you ever decided to masturbate and then not been able to get an
erection?"

"Maybe."

"Could you get an erection for me now, Bobby.  I would like to make sure
you're healthy in that area."

Barbara half expected Susan to object to this part of the exam, thinking it
was beyond any legitimate medical need.  But to the contrary, Susan was in
rapt attention, watching as her son was virtually humiliated in front of
his mother and friend.  Barbara now realized that she had complete control
over Susan.  She would comply with whatever Barbara wanted, even allowing
gratuitous sexual acts with her son.  She would certainly assist in Bobby's
deflowering of Joni.  She might even actively engage in incest if Barbara
asked.

"Show me how you play with yourself, Bobby.  Show me how you respond to
your own touch."  Barbara took Bobby's right hand and placed it on his
penis.  "Go ahead, dear; I'm a nurse."

Slowly Bobby began to manipulate his penis.  At first it didn't respond,
but then Barbara began to whisper.  "What do you think about when you
masturbate, Bobby?  Do you think about women or girls?  Or do you think
about boys?"

"I think about women, ma'am."  His penis was beginning to respond to the
physical and mental attention.

"Any women in particular, Bobby?"

"No, not really."

"Do you look at pictures, Bobby?"

"Sometimes."

"Do you think about women touching you or you touching them?"

"Me touching them, I guess."  His penis now was clearly at the semi-erect
stage and he was actively stroking it.

"You let me know when you are fully erect, OK Bobby?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Can you describe what the women look like that you think about, Bobby?"

"They look like Joni," he confessed as he turned to look at Joni.  "He's so
beautiful."

"But Joni is a boy, Bobby.  Why don't you look at your mother and tell me
if she looks anything like the women you think about?"

Bobby turned to face his mother, all the while stroking his penis.  Nearly
fully erect, he confessed "Yes, she looks just like the women I think
about."

"And what do you do when you are thinking about women who look like your
mother?  Do you masturbate, Bobby?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"No, say it Bobby.  Tell us how you masturbate while thinking about your
mother."

"I think about my mother when I masturbate."

There was complete silence as all were watching Bobby stroke his penis
while looking intently at his mother.  "I think I'm fully erect now."

"Good, now take your hand away and let me feel how hard you are."  Barbara
took hold of Bobby's penis with two hands and palpated it again.  "Very
good, Bobby, very good.  It's an excellent erection."  Barbara then took
her hands away and looked up at him. "We've learned a few things today,
Bobby - you are entirely healthy and normal. You have proper responses and
your equipment is in good working order.  Many boys your age think about
their mother while they masturbate.  It's healthy for you to admit that to
your mother and show her how you pleasure yourself.  Would you like to
continue or should we end the examination?"

Bobby didn't respond, but just stood there, fully nude, fully erect, and
fully ashamed.  He wanted to continue but didn't want to appear weird.  He
looked at his mother.

Susan got up and gave Bobby a big hug, pressing his erection into her
pelvis.  "That's OK, honey.  Please continue for me.  I want to see you
fully enjoy yourself."  She took his hand and placed it back on his penis.
She then kissed him gently on the lips.  "Look at me while you finish."

Bobby locked eyes with his mother and became oblivious to Joni and his
mother.  His stroking became a form of showing-off to his mother, a way of
communicating how he wished she would touch him.  She sat passively and
watched, occasionally making eye contact but mostly watching his hand work
his penis.  He slid his hand away briefly in order to admire his own full
erection, and also to present it to his mother, to show her how large he
was. Even though he had received fellacio from Joni just an hour earlier,
he could feel the climax building in his groin.

Susan could tell he was nearing an orgasm; the taboo of what was happening
just seemed to make it more exciting to her.  She glanced over at Barbara
as Bobby's eyes rolled back in ecstasy.  Their eyes locked in excitement at
what they were witnessing.  They both realized that a line was being
crossed that could not be reversed.  Bobby was revealing his true feeling
towards his mother and demonstrating that he was open to all forms of
sexual pleasure.  And Susan was revealing her love and desires for her
14-year-old son.  More importantly, Susan was revealing her subservience to
Barbara.  Susan and Bobby would do as she wanted.

Barbara realized that Bobby was near climax and grabbed a towel to catch
the semen.  But when it came, it came with a flow like lava, not with a
volcanic eruption.  It was beautiful the way it dribbled down the shaft,
pulsation after pulsation.  Barbara placed the towel above his scrotum, but
he was oblivious as he remained in a mutual trance with his mother.

Barbara wiped Bobby clean and then sat back down.  She looked over at Susan
and saw that she was smiling at her son.  "Put your trunks back on, honey,
and lets you and I go in the pool."

When Susan and Bobby were well away in the pool, Barbara turned to Joni,
"Bobby's a beautiful boy.  I can see why you like him so much."

"I do like him, mommy.  And I think he likes me."

"I'm sure he does.  But, please, in the future, check your lipstick before
you face the public. The tube is on my dresser.  Do you think you can fix
it yourself or should I help you?"

"Let me do it."

Barbara watched Susan and Bobby in the pool while Joni was gone.  They
stayed close and whispered their conversation.  It seemed that Susan had
trouble keeping her hands off her son.

Joni returned and looked absolutely perfect.  Barbara commented on that and
then wondered if Susan and Bobby were ready for dinner.  "I'll ask them,"
volunteered Joni enthusiastically.

Joni went to the other side of the pool and both Susan and Bobby commented
on his improved appearance.  He blushed slightly.  This heightened
attention was going to take some getting used to.  Bobby got out of the
pool immediately to be with Joni.  Susan swam over to Barbara.  "Do we need
to go home to change before dinner?" asked Susan.

"Not at all.  I have a blouse you can borrow if you'd like."

Barbara and Susan made a light dinner while Joni and Bobby stayed out by
the pool.  "My mom has a way about her, doesn't she," said Joni.

"She sure does, and I guess mine does to.  She said she understood what
happened and loved me for being so open with her.  She said she would be
available for me anytime I wanted.  Thing is, though, I really only think
about you now, Joni.  I hadn't touched myself before today since we first
touched each other.  I guess I've been saving myself for you."

"I want you to save yourself for me, Bobby.  That was wonderful up in my
room earlier.  I liked you being inside me.  I hope we can do it again."

"Me too, Joni. Maybe sometime I can do it to you."

Barbara poked her head out.  "Joni, Susan is upstairs picking a blouse out
to wear for dinner.  Why don't you get dressed in what you had on today
with your new heels and you can model them for everybody?"

Joni left Bobby alone and went upstairs to get dressed.  "I want to make
another grand entrance," thought Joni.  He was definitely getting more
confidence in his appearance as a girl.

The three of them were sitting around the dining room table when Joni came
down the stairs.  Barbara didn't even rise to help him; he was the essence
of composure as he crossed the hallway and entered the dining room. Susan
gasped while Bobby just stared - he was again taken at how grown-up she
looked.

Joni stopped at the entrance and stood there.  "Turn around slowly, honey,"
said Barbara.  Joni did so and then stood facing the three.  Barbara got
out of her chair and stood next to Joni.  "Dr. Goodly said that if things
went well, he might be able to get Joni a modeling job.  He said that one
of his other patients - er, clients - is doing that and he has some
connections.  Now, Joni, I want you to walk around the table and then out
into the hallway.  I want Susan to see how fabulous your legs look with the
heels.  Keep your hands by your side with your palms facing down, dear.
That's it, keep your head from moving."

Joni performed perfectly and noticed the intense stares he was receiving
from Susan and Bobby.

"Your hem is too long," commented Susan. "Come here and let me adjust it at
the waste-band."  Joni moved over and Susan raised the hem up so that it
just covered his crotch.  "You have beautiful legs; don't be afraid to show
them off.  Don't you agree Barbara?"

"Yes, yes, certainly."  Barbara was taken by her own son's sexy
appearance. She quickly regained composure, however. "What do you think,
Bobby?"

"I think he's beautiful."

"OK, I can see where this is going," said Barbara.  Why don't we call it a
night and you two can come over tomorrow afternoon for a full day at the
pool?"  After a quick clean-up, Barbara and Joni escorted Susan and Bobby
to the door.  Joni's dress remained hiked well above modesty as he kissed
Bobby lightly goodnight.  Barbara kissed Susan with promises to pick-up
tomorrow where the left off tonight.

As soon as the door closed behind them, Barbara turned to Joni and took
both hands in hers.  With Joni in high heels, they were at eye-level.  "You
really do look spectacular, dear.  Do you feel as grown-up as you look?"

"Oh, mom.  I'm your little girl and I will always feel like your little
girl.  I can't help it that I may look grown-up."

"No of course not, dear.  As long as you stay young at heart, you can look
as grown-up as you like.  Now, it's been a big day.  I think we should get
to bed."  Barbara kissed Joni gently and then led her up the stairs to the
bedroom.

"What would you like to wear tonight, honey?"

"Can I wear what I wore last night?  It felt so good against my skin."

"Certainly.  I'm going to use the bathroom first so go ahead and get
ready."

When in the bathroom, Barbara tried to get control of her emotions.  It had
been a particularly sexual day, from the display at Dr. Goodly's, to the
anal play with Joni, to the fingering of Susan, to the masturbation
demonstration by Bobby; and through it all she had not experienced on
orgasm.  Repeatedly she had been aroused to distraction, but not once had
she reached climax.  She felt incredibly frustrated.

But now she was going to bed with one of the most stunningly beautiful
creatures ever, her son who had the most beautiful penis ever, and who was
the most sensual person ever.  She swore to herself that last night's
intercourse was a one-time occurrence, only to show Joni the ultimate
pleasure of a penis, available if he decided not to continue with the
transition.  But now all she could think about was his sexuality.  After
all, she had already crossed the incest barrier, no matter how honorable
the motive.  He was hers if she wanted him, and there really was no further
damage possible.  In fact, it could be an advantage to reinforce his penis
pleasure before the Tuesday dead-line.  No, she must resist this
temptation.  Susan was to be her sexual outlet from now on; her son must
develop his own sexuality and it would be best if this was with Bobby.  She
left the bathroom fully committed to abstinence.

But then she saw Joni; Joni in the professional make-up, Joni in the teddy
with his penis already extending above the panties, Joni in the high heels.
Joni was standing there demurely, innocently looking at his mother.  She
melted in his presence.

"Let me get into my nighty," she said as she took off her blouse and then
her bikini top.  Joni watched as she slid her bottoms down and saw her
ample breasts hang and sway from her chest when she bent over.  He wanted
breasts like that, breasts that were beautifully shaped and perfectly
proportioned.  Barbara stood up and noticed Joni's attention.

"Would you like to nurse your mommy?"

Joni didn't answer but just moved closer, bent down and began to suckle.
Barbara reassured him by gently holding his head in place as his mouth
sucked first on one nipple, and then the other.  She closed her eyes and
soaked in the love of a son nursing his mother.  "That's it darling, suckle
my breasts.  Feel the softness and warmth of my bosom.  My beautiful little
girl, suckle your mommy."

Barbara could see that Joni's penis was now fully erect, with the panties
covering only his scrotum.  Her juices were flowing, dripping down her
leg. She gently separated Joni's mouth from her nipple and pulled him up to
face him.  She kissed him deeply, hoping she could taste her breasts on his
lips. She then stood back and again looked at him.

"That's my little girl.  You've never looked more beautiful.  But are you
going to wear the heels to bed? You can, but it might get a bit
uncomfortable."

"I just wanted you to see me in them one more time before bed, mommy."

"Oh, my darling little girl.  You look beautiful with them and without
them.  But they do make you feel more sexy, don't they?"

"Yes mommy."  Joni then slid off the heels and stood there in front of his
mother.  Barbara bent her head down slowly and kissed Joni deeply. The
passion in both was now reaching an uncontrollable level.  Joni hadn't had
an orgasm since Dr. Goodly's office and had since been teased by his
mother's anal insertion, had taken Bobby deep in his mouth to produce a
climax, and then had witnessed Bobby climax a second time.  It was all he
could do to control himself.  Barbara decided not to even bother with
panties, and climbed into bed with Joni.

"This has been quite a day for my little girl, hasn't it?"

"Yes, mommy."

"We really haven't talked about what Dr. Goodly said.  He gave you some
options to consider.  Have you thought anymore about it?"

"I want to do the progestrogen, mommy. That is, if you'll let me."

"Oh, my darling little girl, nothing would make me happier.  It sounds
perfect for you, and even if you change your mind, the initial effects are
all positive.  Just look at Dr. Goodly."

"He's so nice, mommy.  I think he liked you."

"I know he liked you.  And I like you too; in fact, I love you beyond
belief.  Now, I want to show you again how much pleasure you can get from
your penis.  But I also want to promote your anal pleasure."

Barbara leaned over to her bed-side table and pulled out a tub of
lubricant.  She turned the light down to a romantic glow.  "Take your
panties off dear." Joni complied.

"Now, roll over on your stomach."  Again, Joni complied.  Barbara opened
the lubricant and applied it liberally to his anus.  She hardly waited for
his adjustment before she inserted a finger deep.  He gasped at the shock
and then tried to relax.

"Push out, honey.  Push out, remember, so that mommy can pleasure you
here."

Joni pushed out and Barbara began working her finger around his anus,
stretching it to open more fully.  She then slid a second finger in and
held it deep while he adjusted to the insertion.

"I love my little girl.  I love being inside my little girl.  Does that
feel good?"

"Oh, yes mommy.  I feel so girly."

Barbara reached between Joni's legs with her other hand and began to
massage his scrotum and testicles.  He raised his hips up to give her
better access, and she took advantage of it by pushing in deeper and at the
same time grabbing his fully erect penis.

"I can tell you like this, darling.  You like your mommy being inside you
like this, don't you?"

Joni couldn't answer he was so overcome; he just nodded his head and lifted
his hips for better access to both centers of pleasure.  Barbara was
overwhelmed with desire but still had delusions that she could avoid
intercourse.  But then his penis and anus began pulsing together, began
squeezing her fingers and flexing his penis at the same time.  It was so
wonderful that she could produce such responses from her son.  She couldn't
resist any longer.

"Roll over on your back, honey."  Barbara released Joni's penis but
retained control of his anus.  His penis sprang upward and she could now
see it pulsating in pleasure.  She rolled on top of him and they kissed
deeply and passionately.  She positioned herself again on top of his penis,
sliding up and down with her lips and clitoris in full contact.  It was all
too much.  With her free hand she held his hands above his head.  "Spread
your legs, honey."  He did and she slid between.  It was now a natural
extension of their position for his penis to slide easily into her vagina.
They realized they had crossed the line again and kissed deeply and held
the embrace as if it were too exciting to move.

But move she finally did.  Holding him stable, she began to slide up and
down his penis while working her fingers in and out of his anus.

"We are both in each other, darling.  Isn't it wonderful?"

Joni couldn't answer.  He was so consumed with passion and love that he
just moaned in pleasure.  Barbara looked down at him and saw an incredibly
beautiful girl who was in pure ecstasy.  She was mesmerized, hypnotized by
the image and began pumping both areas harder and faster.  She could tell
Joni was nearing climax, as was she.  She was in control and had to produce
a simultaneous orgasm - one orgasm shared by the two of them.

And it happened.  Both arched their backs, flexed every muscle in their
bodies, and squeezed each other with all their strength.  And then it was
over.

Barbara pulled her fingers out of Joni and rose off of his penis.  Each
felt like they had experienced the greatest orgasm ever.  Barbara rolled
off and turned off the light.  The thought of incest never crossed her
mind.


End Part 8