It was supposed to be my dirty little secret. I'd wanted to try the X-change pills forever, but I could never work up the nerve to go through with it. This year when my birthday rolled around, though, I realized I didn't really have anyone I wanted to celebrate with or anything special to do, so I finally did it. I opened the website like I'd done a dozen times before, except this time I didn't give myself a chance to second-guess before hitting the submit button. I stared for a long time, heart pounding as what I'd done fully sank in.
The pills arrived a few days later. I tore into the packaging and set the bottle on the counter. Could I really go through with it? It felt like crossing a line. I glanced at the blouse and skirt draped over my kitchen chair. I'd felt the same way back when I bought those to play dress up in the darkness of my apartment. I still felt a little ashamed, even as I craved more. You think you're actually going to chicken out now?, asked the little voice in my head. Not a chance, not when you're this deep.
It happened more quickly than I expected. My stomach churned and my skin tingled. I let out an audible gasp as heat rose in my chest and my flesh pushed outwards against my tank top. I'd read about what to expect, but nothing could have fully prepared me to actually see my very own, very real breasts. The world grew blurry for a moment, until my glasses slid down my shrinking face.
I walked carefully to the bathroom mirror to watch the rest of the changes, grabbing instinctively at my pants as they drooped off my waist. The strangest thing was when my dick finally disappeared. It was surreal to feel nothing between my legs and knowing exactly why.
"Oh my god," I whispered to my reflection, hearing my new voice for the first time. I beamed. I giggled. I pretended to introduce myself to strangers. "Hi, I'm Amy! ...Why yes, I am a woman! ...Sexy? Me? ...Oh, you're too kind!"
My heart raced with excitement as I lost myself in the euphoria. I dashed back out to the kitchen, practically jumping out of my now-oversize pants along the way. I stripped fully nude, taking in the tantalizing image of my female form. I promised myself more time, but not before putting on my girly clothes and having them finally fit like they were supposed to.
I realized I didn't actually have a bra or panties, having never needed them before, so I just went without. The draft up my legs and fabric brushing my sensitive nipples gave me a rush I'd never felt. "God, five minutes as a girl and I'm already dressing like a slut," I teased myself. I dug into the back of my closet, slipping into a pair of hot red heels that completed the look.
As I mused over what to do next, a knock at the door made me jump. "Hello? I'm with building services. This will just take a minute." Shit! My landlord sent a letter weeks ago about annual maintenance, but I totally forgot it was this weekend! His keys were already turning in the lock. I sprinted to the door before I could fully form a plan and pulled it open to see a tall, chiseled man standing there with his hand outstretched.
"Oh, hi," he said. In my flustered state, it took me a moment to notice his eyes darting up and down. He was checking me out! "Sorry, I didn't think anyone was home. Are you the tenant?"
"Ye- um, no, I'm actually his, uh, sister. Yeah, I'm just in town for tonight and crashing here, and, um, he's out right now, but he should be back in a couple hours if you want to come back then..." I trailed off my rambling story, caught off guard by how muscular this guy looked under his shirt.
"No, that's fine, I'm here already. Your brother should have gotten a notice, it's just some routine service work," he said, passing me a business card.
"OK, that's fine, I guess, uh, Vince," I stammered. His hand felt rough touching mine, and he towered over my shrunken frame. He brushed by me and entered. I cursed myself as I followed him, fighting the restrictions of my skirt and the imbalance caused by walking in heels. "Do you need any hel--AAHHH!!"
Just as we reached the dining area, I fully tripped. Between Vince reaching out and me grabbing the table, I was no worse for the wear other than a stinging in my plump new rear. God, that was so embarrassing. How could the first thing I did as a woman be humiliating myself in front of a hot guy?
Easy does it. Sure, years of fantasizing over TG stories had left my sexuality somewhat ambiguous, but was I really that eager already? He was hot though. Like, objectively speaking, any girl would be lucky to watch him rip that shirt off, pick her up, carry her into the bedroom, and...
"Woah, hey there. Damn, babe, that feels real nice." Huh? What was he talking abou--
Holy shit!! I snapped out of my daze, only to realize I'd somehow unbuttoned Vince's pants, whipped out his dick, and started to jerk him off! My hand continued pumping steadily as the rest of me froze, unsure what to do. It's like when someone tells you not to think about white elephants and that becomes ALL you can think about. Except in my case, it was thick, veiny cocks.
"I'm so sorry, I don't know what came over me," I stammered, my tiny fingers still inexplicably stroking this stranger's shaft.
"Ohh, I get it. You like to play the sweet and innocent game. I'm reading you loud and clear, babe."
"No, I--" My next words were cut off by Vince leaning forward and mashing his lips against mine. He was so rough and powerful. My heart pounded as he slid a hand over my breast, squeezing it firmly before popping the buttons loose on my blouse.
Wait, where did his shirt go? Fuck it, as if I really cared.
I stared down, awestruck as he took my nipple in his mouth. The sensations were like nothing I'd ever experienced. Each flit of his tongue sent a shiver rippling down my spine towards the growing warmth between my legs. I reached down, wanting to finger myself for the first time, only to be frustrated by the thick material of my skirt.
"Why don't we just get rid of that?" Vince asked as he undid the zipper holding me inside. The skirt dropped to the floor and I kicked it away, leaving me bare below the waste. "Mmm, I guess your panties must all be in the wash. A nice girl like you wouldn't just be walking around with nothing on down there."
It was so hot hearing him play this game with me. Acting like I was a sweet girl, when really I was such a naughty girl. No, wait, I was a guy. A guy in a girl's body. An unbelievably horny girl's body, staring hungrily at a guy in a guy's body, one that I desperately wanted to fuck. Jeez, did I really want to fuck him? His fingers caressing my inner thigh confirmed that yes, yes I did. But could I actually go through with it?
He pulled away, removing his pants and flinging them across the room before doing the same with my shirt.
"Please be gentle, it's my first time."
"Hah, whatever you say babe," he laughed, clearly not believing me. Why should he? This girl he'd never seen before started stroking his cock a minute after letting him inside, now she was about to ride him like it was her job. That's who I was, the eager slut desperate to get her pussy stuffed.
I moved him to the chair, both of us fully nude and breathing heavily. I reached between my legs to guide his member inside me. I was soaking wet down there, like if I'd waited another minute there would have been a puddle on the floor beneath me. As if there was any world where I'd wait another minute.
There was pressure at first. I was technically a virgin, I suppose. Maybe he was just that big. I bit my lip as I took him inside me, feeling him stretch me out for the first time. "Ohhh, god," I moaned, as a thousand new sensations rocked my body and I burned for more. In the moment, I didn't even remember my old cock, just my new pussy and the way it felt being filled up.
I breathed deeply and began rocking my hips as I sat astride him. He was definitely big. Right? He had to be. I lost myself in the rhythm, when Vince reached around and squeezed my tits. I let out a gasp, hardly believing I could feel so much pleasure from multiple parts of my body all at once.
I could have stayed there for hours, but I got greedy. As Vince pumped away, I reached down to find my clit. I tentatively started rubbing it and HOLY FUCKING SHIT. I thought for a moment someone had turned on a porno before realizing the moans, the absolute fucking squeals of sexual delight, were coming from my own mouth. I could feel my pussy clamping down as I strained to fit as much cock inside as I possibly could, my breathing growing fast and shallow, Vince somewhere behind me saying, "God damn babe, I'm gonna--"
My eyes rolled back in my head and I swear I blacked out for a second. Every muscle in my body tensed and relaxed and tensed again as I came harder than I ever had in my life. I barely registered Vince's dick spasm, blasting cum inside my pulsating cunt. I didn't dare move as I tried to catch my breath, hair sticking to my face from the sweat I'd worked up.
I have no idea how much time passed before Vince cleared his throat beneath me. "Um, wow. That was just... wow." He paused, and I realized a part of me was proud of how well I had pleased my partner. "I, uh, gotta go do the-- fix the, uh, the thing."
I climbed off and let him stand, before I collapsed back into the chair. I didn't even bother getting dressed again, I just sat there naked in my afterglow as Vince fumbled around the apartment. He finally collected his tools and said, "Bye, uh, thanks for... wow. That's all I can fuckin' say. Wow. If you need anything while you're in town, you, uh, you got my card."
I have a feeling my "sister" will be staying over for a while.
Easy does it. Sure, years of fantasizing over TG stories had left my sexuality somewhat ambiguous, but was I really that eager already? He was hot though. Like, objectively speaking, any girl would be lucky to watch him rip that shirt off, pick her up, carry her into the bedroom, and...
"Woah, hey there. Damn, babe, that feels real nice." Huh? What was he talking abou--
Holy shit!! I snapped out of my daze, only to realize I'd somehow unbuttoned Vince's pants, whipped out his dick, and started to jerk him off! My hand continued pumping steadily as the rest of me froze, unsure what to do. It's like when someone tells you not to think about white elephants and that becomes ALL you can think about. Except in my case, it was thick, veiny cocks."I'm so sorry, I don't know what came over me," I stammered, my tiny fingers still inexplicably stroking this stranger's shaft.
"Ohh, I get it. You like to play the sweet and innocent game. I'm reading you loud and clear, babe."
"No, I--" My next words were cut off by Vince leaning forward and mashing his lips against mine. He was so rough and powerful. My heart pounded as he slid a hand over my breast, squeezing it firmly before popping the buttons loose on my blouse.
Wait, where did his shirt go? Fuck it, as if I really cared.
I stared down, awestruck as he took my nipple in his mouth. The sensations were like nothing I'd ever experienced. Each flit of his tongue sent a shiver rippling down my spine towards the growing warmth between my legs. I reached down, wanting to finger myself for the first time, only to be frustrated by the thick material of my skirt.
"Why don't we just get rid of that?" Vince asked as he undid the zipper holding me inside. The skirt dropped to the floor and I kicked it away, leaving me bare below the waste. "Mmm, I guess your panties must all be in the wash. A nice girl like you wouldn't just be walking around with nothing on down there."
It was so hot hearing him play this game with me. Acting like I was a sweet girl, when really I was such a naughty girl. No, wait, I was a guy. A guy in a girl's body. An unbelievably horny girl's body, staring hungrily at a guy in a guy's body, one that I desperately wanted to fuck. Jeez, did I really want to fuck him? His fingers caressing my inner thigh confirmed that yes, yes I did. But could I actually go through with it?
He pulled away, removing his pants and flinging them across the room before doing the same with my shirt.
"Please be gentle, it's my first time."
"Hah, whatever you say babe," he laughed, clearly not believing me. Why should he? This girl he'd never seen before started stroking his cock a minute after letting him inside, now she was about to ride him like it was her job. That's who I was, the eager slut desperate to get her pussy stuffed.
I moved him to the chair, both of us fully nude and breathing heavily. I reached between my legs to guide his member inside me. I was soaking wet down there, like if I'd waited another minute there would have been a puddle on the floor beneath me. As if there was any world where I'd wait another minute.
There was pressure at first. I was technically a virgin, I suppose. Maybe he was just that big. I bit my lip as I took him inside me, feeling him stretch me out for the first time. "Ohhh, god," I moaned, as a thousand new sensations rocked my body and I burned for more. In the moment, I didn't even remember my old cock, just my new pussy and the way it felt being filled up.
I breathed deeply and began rocking my hips as I sat astride him. He was definitely big. Right? He had to be. I lost myself in the rhythm, when Vince reached around and squeezed my tits. I let out a gasp, hardly believing I could feel so much pleasure from multiple parts of my body all at once.
I could have stayed there for hours, but I got greedy. As Vince pumped away, I reached down to find my clit. I tentatively started rubbing it and HOLY FUCKING SHIT. I thought for a moment someone had turned on a porno before realizing the moans, the absolute fucking squeals of sexual delight, were coming from my own mouth. I could feel my pussy clamping down as I strained to fit as much cock inside as I possibly could, my breathing growing fast and shallow, Vince somewhere behind me saying, "God damn babe, I'm gonna--"
My eyes rolled back in my head and I swear I blacked out for a second. Every muscle in my body tensed and relaxed and tensed again as I came harder than I ever had in my life. I barely registered Vince's dick spasm, blasting cum inside my pulsating cunt. I didn't dare move as I tried to catch my breath, hair sticking to my face from the sweat I'd worked up.
I have no idea how much time passed before Vince cleared his throat beneath me. "Um, wow. That was just... wow." He paused, and I realized a part of me was proud of how well I had pleased my partner. "I, uh, gotta go do the-- fix the, uh, the thing."
I climbed off and let him stand, before I collapsed back into the chair. I didn't even bother getting dressed again, I just sat there naked in my afterglow as Vince fumbled around the apartment. He finally collected his tools and said, "Bye, uh, thanks for... wow. That's all I can fuckin' say. Wow. If you need anything while you're in town, you, uh, you got my card."
I have a feeling my "sister" will be staying over for a while.
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