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This is a notion of fiction that I had one day. If you are underage then turn around and go somewhere else. I'm Glad That I Got Talked Into This By Sasha Jenkins Two years ago, I was a 17 year old boy. A little on the short and slim side but still a boy. I liked football, watching girls with my best friend Sean, who was 18, tall and stocky and surfing the Internet. But, when I was alone, I liked to dress up in my female persona, Michelle when I could. I had been doing it regularly for five years. However, I got talked into something that changed my life forever. I was sitting at home watching TV. When Sean came over and told me that he had a problem. You see, we went to different private schools and he had mentioned a month ago that his school was having a dance and that he was looking for a date. "What's up?" I asked him as I let him in the door. "You look worried about something." "Yeah, I have a problem alright, Mitch." he said, "I haven't been able to line up a date for the my school dance. I only have two more days to find one and the prospects just ain't there." I looked at him and at once I could tell that he was scheming something. He looked me dead in the eye and said, "You have to do me a BIG favor." Being that the two of us had grown up together, there wasn't anything that I wouldn't do for him just like he wouldn't do for me. "Sure, do you need me to call some of the girls that I know?" He shook his head. "No, I know some of the girls that you know and they won't go out with a black guy. That's why I need YOUR help." "You're still in that drama club right?" I nodded yes. "Didn't your club just finish a Romeo and Juliet play?" I nodded again. "Now, didn't you play the part of Juliet? Convincingly?" Again a nod. "One last thing, I know that you like to dress up as a girl." I looked at him blankly for a few seconds before it dawned on me what he was talking about. At once my face turned red and I couldn't speak. "Please?" He put both of his hands on my shoulders and looked at me with those big puppy dog eyes of his and looking at him I knew that I had to help him out. I looked back at him and slowly smiled. "I can help you out, buddy. But it's going to cost you one day." All at once he looked relieved and pleased with himself. He grinned and turned towards the door. He looked back over his shoulder and said to me as he was leaving, "The dance is a formal, but I know that you will be able to pull it off. I'll pick you up 7 p.m. on Friday night, okay?" I grinned and said, "Yeah, I'll be able to do it. See you then." Sean left and I stood there for a second before finally finding the couch before my knees gave out. This was my dream come true. To go out as Michelle. Luckily, my parents had gone out of town for two weeks, taking my 16 year old sister with them. They believed that I was mature and old enough to be on my own and for the most part I am. I don't go out raising hell like a lot of my peers do, I held my own in school with an A average and I had a job. I owe to a good upbringing. Thursday afternoon, I knew that I would need to get my fingernails and hair done. I looked around in my sister's room and looked for things that I could wear out to the beauty salon. I found a nice yellow and white sundress that she hasn't worn since she grew out of it. I however, haven't grown out of it because I wore it last week. Looking in her closet, I found a pair of sandals that would go well with it and found a pair of her panties, some nude pantyhose and an old bra. I wandered into the bathroom, ran some bath water and added some bubble bath to it. I got out of my clothes, grabbed a razor and some shave gel and got into the water. I lay back into the water and relaxed for a few minutes before I lathered up my legs and shaved them smoother than a baby's butt. I shaved under my armpits and trimmed my pubic hair into a nice little triangle. Luckily, I've never had any facial hair so that wasn't a problem. I rinsed off and climbed out of the tub and wrapping a towel around a myself like a girl would, getting my psyche into the role of one. I dried my hair and slowly brushed it out (it's shoulder length) and looked at myself in the mirror. I went back into my sister's room, dropped the towel and pulled the satin panties up my legs, tucking my dickin so that I would have a feminine appearance. I sat down on the bed and slowly pulled the pantyhose up both of my legs, careful not to run them. I stood up and pulled the pantyhose up over my waist and looked in the mirror to see if they had bunched anywhere. I padded back to my room and dug in the closet for the breast forms and glue that I had bought off of the Internet last year. I glued both of the breasts to my chest and satisfied with that, I headed back into my sisters room. I picked up the bra and got it on with no problems, once again turning to the mirror. Nope, no problems there. Last, I pulled the dress over my head and slowly let it settle over my body. Ohhhh, the feelings that were rushing through me were fantastic. I walked back into the bathroom and had to decide what to do for makeup. I settled on a light foundation and little bit of pink lipstick. I pulled my blonde hair back into a ponytail and at last, Michelle was done. I grabbed a purse, stashed my cash in it and grabbed my keys and headed for the car. The feeling of the cool air playing up my dress across my pantyhosed legs was electrifying to me. I climbed in my car, not worrying if the neighbors saw me. They would just assume that it was my sister or my mom. I started the car and drove off. Four hours later, I walked back into the house with my fingernails a ruby red and my hair done in a French braid. Looking in the mirror in the bathroom, I knew that it was worth the $100 I had spent. I took my dress and pantyhose off and slid into a nightie that my sister liked to wear all the time and got into bed. Lying there on her bed under the silk sheets that she got for her birthday, I thought what Friday night would be like. I slid off into sleep and dreamed that Sean was leading me in a slow dance all night. I slept in and luxuriated in the feeling of silk sheets playing against my silky smooth body. To say that it wasn't a delicious sensation would be lying. I got out of bed and threw a robe around me and went to the kitchen to get some food. Later on, Sean called and asked me what my name was going to be and in the most feminine voice I could do I said Michelle. There was a pause on the other side and then he said that Michelle sounded sexy and that he couldn't wait to meet her. We talked for a few more minutes before I had to hang up to get dressed. I had two hours to make Michelle presentable for her date. I walked to my sister's closet and looked at the formal dresses that she had hanging up. I browsed through them before finally deciding on the ever trusty Little Black Dress and a pair of three-inch heels. I took the dress out of the closet and put it on the bed and went to the drawer to get my panties, hose and bra. I took out a pair of black thong panties, black sheer stay up stockings and a black strapless bra. I pulled up the thong and adjusted myself. I sat down on the bed and pulled on the pantyhose and straightened out the bunching that occurred and put on the strapless bra. I walked into the bathroom and put my foundation, a little blush and some red lipstick. Now that was done, it was time to put on the dress. I stepped into it, pulled the zipper up the back and stepped into the heels. Last came the jacket and as I looked at the mirror before me, I realized that this was the best that Michelle had ever looked. I had fifteen minutes before Sean arrived, so I went and got a bit of brandy to settle my nerves. Sean arrived right on time looking great in his tuxedo. I blushed when he said that I was beautiful and saw that he had brought me flowers. His handsome black face lit up into a grin. "I hope that you don't mind, but a guy from my school is going by himself and is going to ride with us. Oh, he knows that you aren't who appear to be. I've already told him so that there wouldn't be any problems later on. I hope that's not a problem." "That's not a problem for me." I said. I locked the door and started walking towards the car and was startled when Sean intertwined his hand with mine. I looked up at him and he just smiled back down at me. When we got to the car, I saw Sean's friend sitting in the back seat staring at me with his mouth hanging open. Sean opened the door for me and a slid in the car flashing a little leg. Sean climbed into the car and introduced his friend to me. "Mike, this is Michelle. Michelle, this is Mike." "Hi Mike." I said. He smiled at me not taking his eyes off my legs. Sean started the car up and we drove off. As we were driving, Sean turned on the radio and chatted with Mike and me, making a pleasant atmosphere for the drive. As he was driving, he would steal peeks at my legs. I looked over at him and smiled and he placed his hand on my leg and slowly caressed it. Oh, there was that feeling of electricity again. I could feel myself starting to harden in panties and it didn't help any when I looked at Sean's crotch and saw his dick starting to harden in his trousers. I had never had any kind of lustful thoughts about another guy, but staring at Sean's hard dick through his trousers excited me in a way that had never happened before. I placed my small hand on his and slowly let him feel higher up my leg. Finally, he took my hand in his and I leaned over and rested my head on his strong shoulders as he drove. We finally arrived at the dance and Sean got out and opened the door for me. I got out and adjusted my dress because it had ridden up a little on the drive over. Sean and I walked hand in hand into the dance and as we passed some of his friends, I noticed that they were instantly jealous of Sean and the girls were looking at me like I was the Bitch of the World. We found our table and sat down and chatted for a while as the food was being brought out to the tables. We ate and sat back and chatted some more while the music started playing. We sat out the first couple of songs until a really upbeat song started playing. Sean pulled me out onto the dance floor and pulled me to him, grinding against me. I grinded back and now and then, I could feel his hard dick pressing against my stomach and against my ass as me danced. A slow song started and slowly danced and as I looked up at him, I knew that he was going to kiss me and I wasn't going to stop him from doing it either. I slowly stood up on my toes and he leaned down. When our lips met, it seemed to be the most natural thing that I had ever done. Our lips slowly parted and our tongues danced together just as our bodies did. The rest of the dance seemed like a fairy tale dream. We danced some more and kissed some more. The whole time, I felt like Michelle had taken over and I wasn't going to stop her. Mitch was now long gone and Michelle was here to stay. At the end of the dance, Mike came back and said that he was getting a ride with someone else and winked at the both of us. We said goodbye and made our way to Sean's car. Once again, he opened and shut the door for me and as he walked around, I leaned over and unlocked his door for him. He started the car and we drove off with me snuggling against him and nibbling at his ears. When we got back to my house, he walked me up to my door and slowly kissed me. Our lips parted and he looked at me sadly. "I wish this night didn't have to end here." He said. Looking up at him with lust filled eyes, I said, "It doesn't, Sean. Come inside." I opened the door, kicked off my heels and as I turned to shut the door, he shut it and instantly picked me up with his strong arms. I wrapped my legs around him and we slowly kissed, savoring the moment. He set me down and looked at me. "I think I know what you want and I have to ask, do you want to do it?" He said. Looking up at him, I knew that he wanted it too and I didn't say a word as I took his hand and led him into the bedroom. I shut the door behind us, turned around and slowly started taking his jacket and shirt off. He slowly caressed my shoulders and neck and when his jacket and shirt were off, I slowly sank to my knees, kissing his chest and his stomach. I undid his belt, unbuttoned his trousers and slowly pulled them down and was rewarded with the sight of a 7" dick two inches from my face. I had never given a blowjob before so I started with what I knew I liked from the few that I had received. I took his big dick in my hand and slowly pumped it, wondering how much more it was going to grow. By the time he was fully erect, he was 10" long and at least 4" around. I kissed it and slowly took it into my mouth. I could only go halfway down on him before I started gagging, so I pulled back and tried again. Eventually, I was able to get the whole thing in my mouth by relaxing my throat. As I pulled back, I looked up at him and he had his head tilted back with a moan escaping from his lips. I gently took his balls into my mouth and heard another moan. He stopped me and lifted me up from my knees and took my jacket off. His eyes were glazed with lust as he unzipped the back of my dress. He pulled the rest of his clothes off as I stepped out of my dress and pushed him back onto the bed. Straddling him, I kissed all over his chest and tongued at his nipples while he felt all over my body. I reached into my sister's little bedside drawer and pulled out a tube of KY Jelly. Sean took my hand and said, "Are you sure?" I nodded and smiled at him as I put some KY in my hand and slowly slathered his dick. I pulled aside the thong and I put a little on my middle finger and slowly inserted it into my ass. I worked it in and out a few times before inserting two, then three fingers. Finally, I was loose enough so that when his dick impaled my ass, it wouldn't hurt as bad. Leaning forward, I lightly kissed his lips and holding his dick against my ass, I slowly sank down onto it. It hurt at first as I sat there but after a few seconds, the pain faded to be replaced with a glorious sensation. I rose up until the head of his dick was at the entrance of my ass, then I lowered myself again. The feeling that was running through my body is something that cannot be explained in words. I rose and fell on his dick while he held my hips and helped me. Slowly, without communication, we found ourselves with me on my knees and him behind me shoving that wonderful big, black dick of his into my ass. He would tease me by withdrawing it and slowly pushing it back in. I was moaning and reaching back to him to pull him even deeper. He reached down and rubbed my little dick through my panties. I moaned even louder and purred to him that I was getting ready to cum and I wanted him to cum with me. He started thrusting harder and yelled that he was getting ready to cum too. I clenched my sphincter muscle on his dick and the extra tightness caused him to empty what seemed like a gallon into my bowels as I came in my panties. We sank onto the bed spooning and cuddling with his arms wrapped around me and we fell asleep with his dick still in, what would be from now on, my pussy. We woke up in the morning and made love the rest of that day. That happened two years ago. We now live together as husband and wife. My parents were accepting of what my life choice was and are happy that I am who I am supposed to be in life. The End

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"I hate the bastards!" growled Mimosa the following day, employing the worst insult available in the Knights' language. Illegitimacy was the ultimate stigma in a society that attached so much importance to child-bearing. Glade paused from shaving her fellow slave's crotch. She was aware of the vehemence of Mimosa's remark. "I hate them too," she said, although by now she'd got so accustomed to being a slave in their society that she'd almost forgotten what life had been like...

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The noisy festivities that had continued through the day were well over when Glade eventually returned to her tepee. The village was now silent apart from the muffled snores of the Reindeer Herders asleep in the chill open air and the occasional howl or bark from distant nocturnal beasts. Ivory stirred as Glade rustled about. Her bleary eyes fixed on her lover. Glade was weary but her fatigue was quite different from that which had overwhelmed her apprentice. "Have you... ?" asked Ivory....

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Glade was by far the villager least visibly upset by the discovery that the winter route was blocked. While the chief and his most experienced hunters spent the rest of the day and all the next exploring and evaluating the few limited options available to them, she was preoccupied in checking the health and well-being of the woman and children. While Ivory anxiously gnawed on the last morsel of aurochs meat when the village gathered around the fire at the end of the day, Glade seemed...

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The following nights and days were hard. They were cold, bitterly so, and not everyone was going to survive the winter months. Ivory was tested as she'd never been tested before. She could never have managed without the love of Ptarmigan who insisted on accompanying her lover on every visit to a villager who was ill, injured or about to give birth. This was well appreciated, especially by those who'd become villagers on account of having accidentally stumbled into the Mountain Valley. The...

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