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A Dream Come True
By Teresa Ann Wood
My name is Travis Miller and I always assumed myself to be
a normal boy. I liked girls, I played sports. I masturbated
while thinking about the girls. I never found myself
interested in anything others might call 'deviant'. That
is, not until I turned thirteen.
I decided that year that I was going to try out for the
football team. Being from a decidedly rural area, even for
Kentucky, it was needful for every student to try out for
pretty much every team in order for us to field enough
players to compete. In this case, compete means losing but
not having to forfeit. Unless you quit, you made the team.
If you were really bad, you didn't play, but our coaches
knew better than to give up a willing body no matter what,
particularly in football. Therefore, decent-sized sixth
graders would occasionally play on the high school team in
various sports. Seventh graders were slightly more common,
and eighth graders played on many of the special teams or
sat the bench. As a senior, we had twenty-two varsity
players on the football team, but I digress.
That first summer I played I went to football practice
thinking about nothing but bulking up and being a 'man' on
the high school team. I tried to act macho as the older
kids repeatedly knocked me down, or just ran over me. Never
once did I give up, I kept trying, and occasionally made a
sneaky tackle. At first, I didn't shower at the school,
preferring to go home rather than showing my seventh grade
body in the high school shower. After a week or so of that
my Mom began to complain, and made me start showering
before I left.
Bless her.
I tried to be cool, that first day, taking my soap and
shampoo and slipping into the large common shower room
after everyone else, hoping not to be noticed. Its not that
the older boys were particularly mean to me, I was just
shy, and embarrassed. I lathered up and rinsed off as
quickly as possible and only then, when the no one seemed
to notice me or care about my presence, did I begin to
relax enough to look around.
That was when I noticed Bobby Wood.
Of course, I already knew Bobby. He was a freshman that
year and quite a good running back. He stood six foot three
by the time he was a senior, so he was much taller than I
was, even then. Bobby had coal black hair and very blue
eyes. I had never been comfortable around him, though I
didn't know why.
Bobby was showering directly in front of me and I found
myself staring. Not only was he better looking than any of
the other boys, his penis was larger as well. It was huge!
I was so shocked at myself for even noticing another boy's
penis that I hurried from the shower immediately before
anyone noticed.
The next day I looked a little bit longer.
That night I had the first dream.
In the dream Bobby came to see me at my house, and I was so
glad to see him. He tried to kiss me, but I wouldn't let
him.
By the fourth or fifth such dream, I let him.
It wasn't long before my dreams went further, and Bobby and
I began to make love. The hardest part for me to accept
about these dreams was that, when Bobby held me in his
arms, I was not a boy any more. I was a girl. Bobby's girl.
Needless to say these dreams disturbed me badly. I almost
quit the team, but the Coach talked me out of it. Of course
I didn't tell him why I was thinking about quitting. It
took me almost a year before I could come to terms with my
dreams. That was when I allowed, just for a moment, a stray
thought of Bobby's smiling face to enter into one of my
fantasies as I was masturbating. It was the best orgasm of
my young life.
Now an eighth grader to Bobby's sophomore, I discovered
just how much I wanted Bobby.
That's what was so odd. I found no other boys attractive,
only him. He was the pick of the litter in tiny Crowvalley
High, all the girls said so. But I still liked girls, even
though I was related to all the prettiest ones. Still, I
liked the girls, but I found myself falling in love with
Bobby.
Increasingly I found myself thinking only of Bobby when I
played with myself. I fantasized about being with him in
every possible way, but I truly only enjoyed the ones where
I imagined myself as being a girl. These fantasies
eventually led to my trying on a pair of my mother's
panties. My sisters soon followed. I carefully built up a
wardrobe of my own from the clothes donated to the church,
we had a key. It would surprise you what people will
donate, no article of clothing was too personal except for
panties and hose. Those I had to steal, or buy, and in a
small town like I lived in, buying was too risky. I never
took two things from anyone. I stole a pair of panties from
Mom, then another from each of my two younger sisters,
another from our only close neighbor's wash line. I got one
pair from a cousin of mine, then my sexiest pair from my
much older sister. She was married and had two kids my age.
One of them was a girl, and yes I eventually got a pair of
hers as well.
Wearing a pair of soft, silky panties under my blue jeans
on non-gym days became common, though I never lost my
thrill of feeling them on me. I spent many, many, evenings
locked in my room wearing panties, bra, and full slip. The
feelings were just incredible.
It was while spending the night at my oldest sister's that
the rest of my fantasy fell into place. My niece Katie was
my age and a cheerleader in our school. While using the
bathroom I saw her cheerleaders outfit lying all rumpled in
the open clothes hamper. Since the door was locked I gave
in to my impulse and tried the outfit on, and the rest of
my fantasy just fell into place.
I wanted to make love to Bobby not just as a woman, but as
a cheerleader.
I masturbated so much in the following weeks that I lost
weight, and Mom thought I had a disease.
Once I turned sixteen I not only gained the freedom of
being able to borrow my Dad's pickup, provided I bought my
own gas, but it also brought to our home a computer, and my
first introduction to the Internet. Late at night I
searched for stories of people like me, half convincing
myself that it was so I could find a way to end my
obsession with Bobby. That was when I found the SRU
stories.
Being from the country I won't say that I was stupid,
because I wasn't. I was na?ve, and very unknowledgeable
about the big wide world. It never occurred to me that the
stories might not be true. I accepted that a certain amount
of exaggeration might be involved, but never considered
that the stories were out and out fiction.
Wow! Being turned into a woman! Something I never truly
considered, despite my longings. I had seen pictures of new
women after sex changes, and they still looked like guys.
But this SRU stuff was complete! I vowed to find out if it
were true.
Each day that I could get away I drove to the nearest mall,
which was quite some distance away. I would almost run from
shop to shop, trying to find one that wasn't supposed to be
there, just like in the SRU stories. Of course, I never
did. I even took part-time jobs at the Mall, just to
increase my chances of being there if SRU should show up.
It didn't.
I began to get more and more depressed. In only three weeks
my beloved Bobby would be graduating, and leaving our
little town for the Army he had already joined. I was still
a boy, and no closer to being the girl I longed to be in
order to make my fantasy with Bobby come true. How I
yearned for him! How I wanted to feel him, taste him, make
love to him! Three more weeks and he would be gone from my
life forever, no one ever came back to Crowvalley once they
got away.
Not knowing what else to do I tried praying, I even fasted.
Two weeks before graduation I decided to try one last
desperate prayer and stayed up all night, begging to be
able to find the SRU wizard. Playing my dream for all it
was worth, I got up from where I had prayed all night,
knees to stiff to walk and needles shooting through my feet
from the lack of circulation, put on my sexiest pair of
panties, they were pink and very lacey, and a pair of nude
pantyhose under my normal clothes. I continued to pray all
the way to the Mall, begging whoever was listening that I
would find SRU when I arrived.
It was the first store I saw when I entered through the
double-doors.
I literally ran into the store, frightened that it would
disappear or that I would awake from this wonderful dream.
There was the store, and the wizard looking highly
frustrated.
"My name is Travis and..."
"I know who you are," the wizard grumped. "It's because of
you that I'm here. And I'm not supposed to be here," he
shouted, waving a finger in my face. "Not supposed to be
anywhere near here, but apparently you have influence in
high places so..." his voice trailed away as he worked to
replace things onto his shelves. Apparently much of his
stock had fallen.
I was too shocked to worry about the details. I begged him
to make me into a woman. I offered him the three hundred
dollars I had saved up. He just laughed at me.
"I've already got your three hundred dollars. Sign here,"
he said, handing me a receipt. I signed shakily, my name
blurring into Teravii before I was done. I didn't care. The
wizard handed me a small pink bottle.
"Now this isn't permanent, mind you, only temporary. It's
the best I can do on such short notice."
That was disappointing, but I was willing if it allowed me
the chance to make love to Bobby even once. I'd settle for
just giving him a blowjob.
I grabbed the directions along with the little bottle and
scampered out of the store, thanking the wizard profusely
as I went.
My transformation to a female was now complete. I had
perfect 36C breasts and a tight, sweet vagina. I found
myself a complete woman in every way. My clothes had all
became female clothing, and everyone instantly accepted me
as Teresa Ann, no one missed Travis. I was so happy but
scared that the potion would wear off before I could
fulfill my fantasy.
Bobby was alone in the school that evening, lifting weights
in preparation for Basic Training. I followed him into the
locker room. He looked so good. I watched him changing, he
was unaware of my presence. He was beautiful, in all his
masculine glory. I waited until he was completely naked
before clearing my throat.
"What are you doing here?" he asked, surprised I supposed.
I know he wasn't frightened, or even intimidated, judging
from the sudden rise in his massive cock.
And it was a beautiful cock. Even soft, it was obviously
huge. I couldn't wait to see it in its full glory. I
reveled in being able to stare at it, enjoying the view
without having to worry about being beaten up if someone
noticed me looking at it.
"I have a deal for you," I say in my sexiest voice. His
dick takes another surge upwards, almost half erect
already. "I'll give you a blowjob in exchange for two small
favors..." I say, letting my voice trail away as I toy with
the hem of my skirt.
His mouth works but nothing comes out. Finally he gasps,
"Anything."
I smile, showing my dimples to their full effect. "The
first one is that when I'm through giving you the blowjob,
you cum in my mouth."
Now he smiles as well, maybe I'm being too much of a slut.
"And the second favor?"
Coyly in raise the skirt a little, flashing him just the
slightest sight of my trimmed beaver. "Why, you have to
fuck me hard, or course."
"It's a deal," he says, holding his cock with one hand as
if offering it to me.
I quickly accept.
I drop to my knees, taking the massive cock in my dainty
little hand. I kiss it right on the head, my God it must be
ten inches! I slowly kiss my way down his length, adding a
soft lick or two here and there. Once I reach the base I
place my tongue firmly against the underside of his penis,
then slowly lick him all the way to the very tip of his
crown. Looking up with just the tip of my tongue still on
him, I catch his eye, smile, and without taking my eyes
from his, lower my mouth onto his pole.
He groans. I smile even bigger.
I take as much of his giant cock into my mouth as I can,
sucking firmly on what I can while jacking him with my
right hand. My left cups his balls, occasionally tickling
him just behind his bag. I'm in heaven as I gobble on his
dick, licking, gnawing, and slurping for all I'm worth. The
texture of his skin is amazing, hard and soft at the same
time. The feel of his pulsing veins against my wet and
willing tongue sends shivers of pleasure through me. From
his moans and twitches, it must feel pretty good to him
too.
I try to slow down, I want it last forever. I start taking
longer strokes with my mouth, sliding his delicious dick
deep into my throat as far as I can before reluctantly
allowing it to slide back out again. I feel myself starting
to lose control as my own orgasm builds. Griping the base
of his meat more firmly, I increase my tempo and my
suction. I squeeze my lips tightly around his manhood as I
slide up and down. I worship his cock and the man he is,
the man I could never be.
His moans are animalistic, his passion mounting. Bobby
watches my furious cocksucking, enjoying the best head he's
ever gotten.
"I'm gonna cum," he moans.
I'm not taking my mouth off his cock for even a second so I
just moan as best I can with my lips still suctioning his
meat. "MMM-hmmm," I hum, encouraging his orgasm. I was in
the middle of one of my own.
Bobby responds by helping me. He puts his hands lovingly on
either side of my head, gently cupping my cheeks in his
big, rough hands, and starts thrusting his hips, doing his
best to touch his dick to the bottom of my stomach. I reach
around with both hands, grabbing his ultra-fine ass as he
pumps furiously into my cocksucking mouth.
One last stroke on the underside of his bag while his cock
is buried inside my mouth does the trick, convincing him to
release his hot load of sperm into my waiting, hungry
mouth. Giving me the reward I so desire and deserve.
The first blast of jism erupts too deeply in my mouth for
me to get a good taste, the second is not as I pull back
slightly. I certainly don't want to miss any of this. He
sprays jet after jet of his delicious cum into my mouth,
while I continue sucking as hard as I can to make sure I
get it all. Finally he stops his pumping and holds very
still, giving me the opportunity to lick him clean.
"Seems like I still owe you something," Bobby said,
stroking my cheek.
Thank goodness for horny young men. His massive organ never
even got soft. No sooner had I taken a few gasps of air
into my lungs than he grabbed me up in his powerful arms
and gently lay me on my back on the bench in front of his
locker. My pussy is just barely visible to him. He leans
down and gives me a few loving strokes with is tongue, my
clit nearly bursting out from its hood with pleasure. I
take only a couple of licks before I'm cumming again, I
think that's my third! Flipping my cheerleading skirt up
with one hand he spreads my legs with the other, lifting my
feet and placing one on each of his broad shoulders. Since
both his hands are temporarily busy, I lend one of my own,
reaching down to grasp his horse-like cock and guiding him
to my hot, wet pussy.
He didn't have to work to get me ready. His cock drove
straight into me, driving a contented whimper of pleasure
from me. He stopped with only the cockhead inside me, then
suddenly shoved in another inch. He did this four more
times, each shove driving a startled 'gleep' from me as I
reveled in the feeling of being fully penetrated by my
lover. He paused then, smiling down at me as I looked back
up at him, my eyes glazed with pleasure. Tearing my eyes
from his, I looked down towards my steamy little pussy,
clearing seeing his cock partially inside me. I came again.
Totally in control now Bobby just stayed there, six of his
ten inches of dick inside my cunt until my orgasm passed. I
waited expectantly for him to finish the thrust, crazy with
anticipation of having him all the way inside me.
"I'm going to fuck you like no woman has ever been fucked
before," Bobby said, his voice low and throaty. He still
hadn't moved but I could feel yet another orgasm coming on.
"Oh, Yes!" I agree, squirming a little closer to him,
impaling myself a little more.
He responds by leaning forward a little, another half inch
now inside my pussy, then driving the rest home in one hard
thrust, forcing me over the edge into yet another orgasm.
He tries to pull out, but I resist, squeezing hard with my
legs and pussy to keep him buried inside me. Perhaps it's
because it's my first time with a man inside me, but he
can't quite fit the last inch of his massive rod into my
vagina. Pulling half way out, he drives it home again.
I can't get over how fantastic it feels to have him inside
me. It feels so wonderful! And just knowing that it is the
beautiful Bobby Webster, the man who has filled my
fantasies for years that has his gorgeous cock inside my
very own pussy just makes it better. As he begins to move,
I find new waves of pleasure exploding from my female
organs. Each time he pushes into me my Clit is rubbed hard
by his iron-hard shaft. I begin to squeal, I hope no one
hears me but right now I just can't care about that. All I
want is for Bobby to keep pounding his cock into my pussy.
I lift my hips with each thrust, trying to pull him deeper,
my cheerleader activities make me very flexible which
allows him to lay completely on top of me, my feet now on
each side of my head as he grunts and thrusts. He pounds my
pussy hard for about five wonderful minutes before I feel
his balls slap against my ass. I realize my beautiful Bobby
is now, finally, buried to the hilt inside my pussy. That
information drives another whimpering orgasm from me.
"I'm getting close," Bobby gasps, his eyes closed, his body
covered in a fine sheen of sweat from out fucking. "I'm
gonna cum."
I kiss his mouth, he's almost too preoccupied to respond
but does manage to slide his tongue briefly into my mouth.
"I'm gonna cum," he moans again, looking desperately at me
for some clue as to what I want.
I enjoy the orgasmic look in his dreamy blue eyes for a few
strokes more before I answer.
"I want you're cum inside me," I pant, squeezing my pussy
against this dick as tightly as I can. "Cum inside my
pussy."
Bobby needs no further encouragement, and unloads on the
next stroke. Buried to the balls inside me, he gasps as
wave after wave of his sperm erupts into my tight pussy. I
can only cum with him, hearing myself thank him over and
over for cumming inside my cunt.
Once completely spent, Bobby pulls himself out of me
(despite my pleading not to) and stands up. Turning his
back on me he reaches into his locker and pulls out a Gator
Aid and noisily gulps it down. I simply lay there, enjoying
the afterglow of a well-fucked pussy as I admire the curves
of his ass.
He turns back to me and smiles. I look down. My God, he's
still hard!
"Stand up," he says. I hurry to comply. This is a dream
come true for me, I'm not going to let it end if I can help
it.
"Turn around, bend over and grab your ankles," he orders,
and I do so.
I guess it's a testimony to my naivete because at first I'm
not sure what he intends. I catch on quickly when flips up
my skirt and drives his hard cock into my pussy from
behind. No problems getting it all into me this time.
He fucks me hard, driving the breath from my lungs in great
gasps. I did ask him to fuck me hard. He batters my little
cunt with his pussy-stretcher as I grasp my ankles tighter
and tighter. Having already cum twice in just a few
minutes, this hard-on wasn't going away easily.
Looking up from my upside position I can only marvel at the
sight of his balls slapping into my ass as cock repeatedly
disappears into my pussy. Bobby keeps moaning things like
"Take this, bitch," and "So you wanna be fucked hard, huh?"
I just grip my ankles, enjoy the view, and give thanks that
I now have the vagina I've always wanted.
Bobby drives several more orgasms from me as he drives his
cock into me from behind. In truth I've lost count by this
time, but I still want more. I know we're both late for
class by this time, but again, I don't care. I'm living my
fantasy. A fantasy I've had since I was twelve, when I
first saw Bobby Webster taking a shower after gym.
Suddenly he pulls out of me, causing me to cry out at the
loss of him. I reach back between my legs desperately,
trying to grab his cock and urge him back into my waiting
pussy. He gasps for air, shaking his head as he nearly
falls down onto the bench.
"Too tired, gotta rest," he gasps, laying back on the bench
with his rock-hard member sticking straight up into the
air. The sight of his cock like that, hard, wet, and
demanding release, gives me an idea.
Turning about I whip off my cheerleading outfit, quickly
removing my bra as well. Stepping astride my new lover I
ease his cock back to where it belongs, buried inside my
cunt. Catching his second wind he reaches up to fondle my
breasts, tweeking my nipples as I slide up and down on his
pole.
I lean forwards so he can suck on my tits, never even for a
moment breaking my rhythm. Fireworks explode in my mind as
I fuck him, riding his massive dick like it's my only
chance to save my life. Bobby feels so good inside me, his
cock stretching the walls of my cunt until I think I'm
going to explode. Such ecstasy is beyond anything I thought
could exist. My orgasms continue to build, each one
stronger than the last, each one more pleasurable. After
what seems like hours, Bobby begins to buck underneath me,
sucking hard on my nipple as he thrusts upwards, sending
more hard-earned semen into my waiting vagina. I continue
to ride him until his cock goes soft, grinding my bush into
his pubic hair.
I lay there atop him, panting and trying to regain my
breath. Bobby goes limp, apparently drained of energy. True
to form, the dear man quickly fell asleep, even lying on
that uncomfortable bench. I had always heard that about
men, and was so glad to be the one to put him asleep this
time.
I quickly redressed, considering all the while if I should
try to suck Bobby's cock back to life just one more time. I
decided it would be an impossible task, no matter how much
fun it would be to try. With a heartfelt sigh I his cock
goodbye, knowing that my little pink potion would soon be
running out.
***
Shall there be a part two?
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