Date: Mon, 01 Mar 1999 23:42:33 -0800
From: Angela Stevens <angelastevens69@hotmail.com>
Subject: Web_Vixen (TG)

This story contains very graphic sexual language and situations. If you are
under 18, or offended by boys who dress up and have sex with other boys,
please stop now. The rest of you perverts should unzip now. This is my gift
to you.

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				 Web Vixen

			     by Angela Stevens


"Billy, come here for a sec, OK? I need you." My mother called. Mother was
a photographer. She had called me from her studio, and I assumed she needed
me to take out the trash or something.

I was only 13, and was still waiting for the muscles and facial hair that
would make me a success with the girls at school. Doing manly chores around
the house made me feel better, and mother liked it when I was happy, so she
kept me pretty busy.

When I entered the studio I saw a model spread out naked on the big brass
bed mother kept for her "adult" photo shoots. She was a gorgeous blonde,
with great big tits that gravity flattened out on her chest. Her pubic hair
was completely shaved. When she saw me staring at her from the doorway, she
reached down and spread her pussy lips, exposing the bright pink flesh. I
cleared my throat.

"Oh, there you are Philip. Mona, this is my son Philip. You don't have to
worry about being naked around him, thank God. He's been around the studio
for years, and there ain't nothing you've got that he hasn't seen a
thousand times already!" Mom noticed Mona spreading for me, and laughed.

"Philip," She said. "Would you do mommy a big favor and help me set up my
shoot for tomorrow?"

I had helped her many times, moving lights around, and bringing clothes or
makeup or cold drinks to her models. It made me feel very important to help
her earn a living for our family.  "OK." I said. "What do you need done?"

"Well, my other model couldn't make it today, and I need you to kind of
take her place in the pictures so I can get the lighting and camera angles
just right. Does that sound like fun, sweetie?"

Mother may have assumed that seeing my thousand-and-first naked woman would
be no big deal for me, but I was growing up. I said "Sounds great, mom.",
and walked over to sit on the bed next to Mona. I leaned back and put my
hand on her thigh.

Mona giggled a little. "Honey, If you want to work with me you'll have to
wear the wardrobe too. I don't work with horny little boys." As she said
this she gazed pointedly at the tent growing in my shorts.

Mother frowned at Mona, then looked at me apologetically. "Philip, sweetie,
I'm afraid she's right. We need to get as close as we can to the scenes
we'll be shooting tomorrow. Is my big, manly son brave enough to play dress
up with us? I promise I'll make it up to you later.  We can go to a
baseball game next weekend. What do you say, Philip?"

I wasn't sure about the idea, but I looked down and saw Mona slide the long
red nail on her index finger into her moist, hairless cunt. There was no
way I would go back downstairs and play with my toy cars. "I guess it's OK,
mommy. I know it's only acting. Actors get dressed up all the time."

"Good point, Philip." She said. "Mona, why don't you take a break while I
get my little man prettied up for you." She walked toward the dressing
area. "Come on, Philip. Let's get started."

I followed her.

"OK, first you need to get out of your boy clothes." She helped me pull my
t-shirt over my head. When I looked up I saw Mona taking a chair next to
us.

"I'll help him with the make-up, Amanda." She said.

"OK, Mona. That would be sweet of you." My mother commented.

Right then she pulled my shorts down from behind, and the underwear went
along with them.  I stayed turned away from my mother so she wouldn't see
my tiny hard-on. That meant I was facing Mona, who chuckled. "Amanda, I
think we have a little problem." She said. Mother came around to face
me. She looked down at my crotch and saw what Mona was talking
about. "Philip, you naughty boy! You know this is just work, don't you?
Well, I guess you are growing up." She picked up a roll of tape that she
used to improve the fit of the clothing her models wore. "Come here, lets
see if we can preserve your girlish figure for just another day, shall we?
First we'll make a little more room between your legs. Mona, could you give
Philip a hand?" Mona moved in closer, kneeling in front of me. "In our
family sex is an open and good thing, and Philip and I will always be
honest with each other, but I'm Philip's mother and it would be wrong for
me to jerk him off. I'm going to step aside and let you do the honors."
Mommy walked over to fiddle with some camera gear.

Mona reached out and took my penis in her hand, and began to stroke it. She
looked over at my mother, then looked back. She stopped, leaving me
dangling. She picked up a tube of red lipstick from the dressing table,
opened it, and twisted the case. She held it under my nose so I could smell
the perfume.

"Let me put this on you first, Philip. It'll help you get in the mood. OK?"
She asked. Before she gave me a chance to answer, she said "Now open your
pretty mouth for Mona, baby."  As she applied the lipstick to my lips, she
continued her monologue, not giving me a chance to interrupt. "You've got
such nice, pouty lips Philip. It's a shame you're a boy." She whispered in
my ear, "A long sleek cock would look so sexy with your lips around it."

"Mona, stop wasting time. You're on the clock, Finish him now." Mother
instructed.

Mona put the lipstick down and went back to stroking my dick. Her hand
began moving faster. As I began to breath heavily, she leaned down and
sucked my surprised penis completely into her mouth. I looked at her
luscious red lips wrapped around my hard little prick, and instantly began
to come. I pumped what felt like a gallon of juice down her throat.  When
my spasms subsided, she let my softening cock out of her mouth with a
little plop.  Cum was running down her chin as she stood up. She leaned
over and kissed me, and I found that she'd saved a little juice for me. It
actually tasted pretty good, I thought. I'm sure the fact that it was
delivered by an absolutely drop dead gorgeous, naked model who had just
given me my first blow job had something to do with how much I liked it. As
I became aware of my surroundings again, I heard the click of mother's
camera. I looked up to see her smiling as she documented her son's first
sexual act for the family album.

Mother put her camera down and walked over to us. "Philip, that was
wonderful. We're a lucky family to be able to share things like that,
aren't we. Let Mommy give you a big kiss!"  As she bent over to kiss me she
noticed a drop of cum that had dripped down my chin during Mona's
kiss. "Oopsie! We had a little accident. Let mommie clean up." She took a
finger and scooped it into my mouth, then quickly put her lips over
mine. She used her tongue in a vigorous manner to clean the cum from every
nook and cranny of my mouth.  "I'm sorry, Philip, but you got me so excited
I just had to have a taste. Now, let's get to work."

She used the flesh colored tape to smooth down my genitals. It felt funny
when she pushed my testicles completely up into my abdomen. Mona giggled as
she took an eyebrow pencil and drew a picture of a vagina on the tape. Then
she pulled a pair of silky white panties up on me. She held out the
matching white bra with the inside facing me. I put my arms through the
straps, and then my mother hooked up the back. Mother rummaged around in a
drawer and came up with a pair of silicon breast forms. "Now let's make my
little girl into a young lady." She said as she dropped them into my bra. I
have to admit I enjoyed the attention I was getting, and the idea of
spending the afternoon being a beautiful woman for Mona made me shiver.

As my mother watched and took pictures, Mona used a pair of tweezers to
"even out" my eyebrows. Lip liner and a different lipstick, eye liner,
mascara and blush transformed me into a seductive young model. Mother
produced a long, black wig, placed it on my head, and combed it out.

The change was complete. I was stunningly beautiful. Mother and Mona
admired their work.  "Philip, I never knew you had this beautiful woman
inside you!" My mother gushed. "We'll talk later about my new daughter's
future. From now on I'm calling you Angela, 'cause you're my little angel!"

I spent the rest of the afternoon squirming around on the bed with
Mona. Somehow her tits kept finding my lips. Red marks from my lipstick
decorated her nipples. Every time my mother looked away she took my hand
and rubbed it around on her wet pussy. She was frantically horny by the
time we finished, and my crotch was begging for release from the taped
pseudo-vagina. When mother excused herself to "powder her nose", Mona
grabbed me by the ears and forced my tongue and nose up into her sloppy
vagina. "Lick me, Angela, lick me! Oh right there! Yess! Yess! Yess!" she
cried softly as she reached orgasm. I looked up to see mother once again
snapping away with the camera. I put a finger between my smeared red lips
and pouted for her, just to make her laugh. We were definitely becoming a
closer family.

"We're finished for the day." Mother said as she unloaded the last roll of
film. "Mona, you must be starving!" She said. "I need to run this film over
to the lab and wait while they develop it. I'm sure Angela is hungry
too. Would you be a doll and take her out for a salad or something? On me?"

"What do you think, Angela? Wanna go grab a bite?" Mona asked me.

I knew I could pass as a girl, and I didn't hesitate. "Sure, let's go!" I
said. Then I looked down and realized there was a slight problem. "But I
can't go like this." I snapped my bra strap.

My mother Amanda said, "Mona, take Angela down to my room and help her pick
out something nice to wear to dinner."

Mona got dressed herself, then she and I had a blast trying mother's
clothes on. I found that her bras and panties, although very pretty, were a
little too large for me. We found a black spandex dress, some tan thigh
high stockings, and a pair of black heels for me to wear.  Before I
dressed, Mona gently removed the tape from my cock so I could use the
toilet. It was a great relief. When I had finished she kneeled in front of
me and licked the piss clean.  Then she held up my mother's white girdle
panties. "Let's go without the tape, OK?" She asked.

"OK." I answered.

She pulled the girdle up and made sure my balls were still inside me where
they belonged, then tucked my little penis neatly back between my legs. As
we walked to her car I marveled at how good the flow of fresh air up under
my dress felt. Being a girl definitely had it's plusses.

At dinner Mona and I chatted like girlfriends, which I guess is what we
were becoming. I was a little jealous when she told me about her boyfriend
Paul, but then I realized I wasn't exactly competing with him. The way I
was dressed I would have been better off competing with Mona. After the
first two glasses of wine of my young life, I loosened up. "Mona, do you
think my penis is close to as big as Paul's?" I asked.

Mona smiled at me and shook her head. "You wouldn't believe the
difference." She said. "He has a beautiful big fat cock. It makes me wet
just thinking about it. He even let me take a picture of it once. I'll show
it to you sometime!" She giggled breathlessly.

"Right now?" I asked, teasing her.

"OK. Let's go." She answered.

I was feeling the wine and happy, drifting along just enjoying her
company. We went to her apartment, and I looked up to see a tall, dark man
standing in the kitchen.

"Paul, honey, I'm home and I missed you so much today!" Mona said as she
went to the kitchen to kiss him.

Paul was great. Friendly and cute and funny. We three sat around Mona's
living room drinking wine and laughing. Eventually Mona teased Paul. "Paul,
I told Angela how wonderful your big cock is. I even promised her you'd
show it to her sometime." He laughed quietly.  She reached over and rubbed
his crotch while she gave him a big wet kiss that trailed off into her
licking his ear. "Stand up over here by the light, honey, so she can get a
good look." She whispered.

Paul stood up and turned around in front of the lamp at the end of the
couch. Mona led me to him. We kneeled in front of him, and Mona placed my
hand on his belt buckle.  "Unbuckle his belt, Angela."

I was in a bit of a haze from the wine, and I reached up with both hands to
unbuckle it.

"Now unzip his pants." She instructed.

I unbuttoned him at the waist, and began to pull the zipper. I had to reach
around and push his butt toward me to make enough room for the zipper to
slide down. Paul stood with his arms crossed, as if the attention of two
beautiful women was nothing new to him.

"Pull down his pants, Angela, but not the underwear." Mona said.

I was careful to do as she directed.

"OK, now for the good part." She said. "Angela, Reach in and pull his cock
out."

I reached in, and found that one hand was not enough to manage the meat
inside. It took both hands. As I pulled it out it continued to grow. I
swear it was 10 inches long, and as big around as my girlish little wrist.

Mona put a hand on my two and showed me how to stroke Paul's cock. He
groaned his approval. "Keep working it. Make him feel like a real man!"
Mona said to me. She moved her hand down to my crotch, where she rubbed my
own penis up against the pubic bone. I moaned with pleasure.

Mona reached up with her other hand to the back of my head, and lightly
pushed me forward. "Go ahead. Put it in your mouth." She told me.

I resisted for a moment, but then the situation and the sheer beauty of
this mans cock took hold of me. As I kept stroking with both hands, I let
the knobby end of Paul's cock slide between my soft, red lips, and used my
tongue to taste the velvety skin.

"That's it, baby, that's it!" She whispered in my ear. "Suck that big dick!
Make your mouth into a cunt and suck him dry! Make him cum so you can carry
his seed in your belly!"

I saw her wet a finger in her mouth. She pulled up my dress and reached
down into my mother's girdle. Her fingernail probed my anus, tickling it. I
gasped as she gave a good push and slid it in up to the knuckle. She
whispered in my ear again, this time softly so Paul couldn't hear. "That
finger in your ass must feel pretty big right now, but we're going to
loosen you up and in no time at all you'll have Paul's big cock all the way
up inside you.  Then we'll call it your ass-pussy, and you can be Paul's
'pussy-boy'. Oh, Angela, so many adventures are waiting for you!"

The muscles in Paul's dick began to ripple. Mona looked up and spoke to
Paul. "Give it to her, honey! Fill her mouth with your hot spunk!"

As she fingered me and talked I became excited and put even more energy
into the blowjob.  Paul suddenly let loose with squirt after squirt of hot
semen. I couldn't swallow fast enough to keep it from trailing down my chin
and onto mommie's slinky dress.

I leaned back and my eyes focused on the darkened hallway. I realized
someone was watching us! I heard a faint click and realized who it was. My
mother walked out of the shadows and set her camera on the table. "Oh,
Angela. You're such a bad girl. You're grounded, young lady. You can spend
the next two weeks helping me in the studio."

I saw Paul smile at her, and realized I had been set up.

"The next time you decide to suck Paul's fat delicious cock you're going to
have to get in line behind me, you naughty little girl." My mother
said. She came and got on her knees next to me. She used a finger to scoop
up the cum from my chin and this time licked it up herself.  "Kiss mommy
now, sweetie." She said as she leaned over and gave me another deep kiss,
sharing Paul's sperm with me. Then she gave Paul's softening dick a gentle
suck, sighed and looked at me.

"Look at what you've done to mommie's dress. It'll take your allowance for
the next three months to pay for that!" She said teasingly. Then she
changed her mind. "Well, I suppose we could pay for the dress with all the
money I'm going to get for the pictures of you with Mona and Paul today. I
found a web site that would pay me a year's salary for the pictures of what
you just did."

Now it all made sense. I knew business had been bad lately. She just wanted
me to pull my own weight. I was proud that I had done such a good job.

"Mommie, could we make even more money if Paul puts his penis up my butt?"
I asked.

"Lots more, honey. Are you sure you're ready for that?" She answered.

I thought about Paul fucking my ass while mommie and Mona watched. "I think
so." I said.  "Let's try."

Mom had Mona slurp Paul's penis to get him ready again. In the meantime she
removed my girdle and put me on my hands and knees. She took a tube of
jelly from her purse, wet her finger, and poked it up my butthole. "Let's
get that pretty little pooper loosened up a little for Paul." She said, as
a second finger joined the first.

I moaned in ecstasy as mother fingerfucked my asshole. A third finger
joined in. "I think he's just about ready, Paul." She said. She lubed up
his dick, then wiped her fingers and picked up the camera. "We'll go for
some close-ups this time."

I screamed and bit my lower lip as Paul slowly pushed his cock up inside
me. In a couple of minutes it began to feel really good. I pushed back to
meet his thrusts.

"Fill him up now, honey!" Mona said as she slid a finger up Paul's
ass. That pushed him over
 the top and he flooded my ass with hot liquid.

Mommie took pictures of Mona inserting a tampon in my butt to keep me from
leaking all over everything on the way home. Then we said our goodbyes and
left.

When we got home that night, mommie gave me a pretty blue nighty to sleep
in. She also fed me a big purple pill. She said it was to help me sleep,
but I knew what it was really for. I was looking forward to having big soft
tits of my own. I knew I would enjoy having mommie take pictures of me with
Paul's big penis sliding up and down between them, and then covering them
with come. I wondered how the photo shoot would go tomorrow.

				  The End