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The Secrets That We Keep By Kellie "Cowgyrl" Thomas "Hey, guys!" Matt greeted his roommates. "How's it goin'?" he asked as he tossed his bag on the floor and flopped down on the sofa. "Awright, n'you?" replied Scott. "Not bad... Not bad at all... Hey, bud. Could you grab me a brewski?" Matt hollered out to Derek who was in the kitchen. "Yeah, sure." came the reply. "Whacha watchin'?" "Aw, just some thing on a shipwreck. Pretty amazing how these guys survived for months on this island." "You know, that reminds me... Thanks, bud." as he took the cold Budweiser from Derek. "...How'd you all like to go on an expedition this summer?" Scott and Derek looked at Matt with some keen interest, but Matt was disappointed to see his best-friend, Josh, seemingly disinterested. The four had always talked of going on some great adventure. "Hey, Josh-o!" Matt nudged his friend. "You in there?" "Yeah." Josh replied. "What do ya say?" "Matt, I don't know. The last great adventure we went on was a disaster of epic proportions. I'm not sure I'm up for that again." "Aw, c'mon. I guarantee that it will be everything we hoped for and more." "Dude, that's just it. I don't want any of the 'and more' stuff." "C'mon, dude." "Fine. What is this grand adventure you have planned?" Josh said the sound of skepticism radiating through the room. Matt proceeded to explain his Pacific island adventure to the guys. They all looked at him like he was mostly insane. It seemed that he proposed to go on a quest for the ever proverbial "Fountain-of-Youth". "Ok, say this place even exists. How do you plan to get there and back?" Derek challenged. "My uncle's yacht." "I don't know, guys. It should be fun, even if we don't find this mystical lake." Scott added. "Count me in." Derek looked at Scott with a bit of annoyance. "Fine, I'll go along." "That's three, old buddy..." Matt said looking at Josh. "I'll have to get the summer off from work..." "Great! I'll call my uncle and get everything arranged. This is going to be a blast!" Matt and Josh had met in their freshman year of college. The two were quite a pair. Josh was the ever rational one while Matt tended to be somewhat of a daredevil. Neither of them had a girlfriend, but that is not to say they were horribly unattractive. It was mostly because Matt tried too hard to impress the girls, and Josh was too shy around them. Scott and Derek were an extremely odd couple. Scott seemed to be the stereotypical hick from Western Ohio. He was into hunting, fishing, stock cars, and women. He was tall and lanky, but he still thought he was God's gift to women. How he and Derek ended up rooming together is often a mystery until it is revealed that they are cousins. While Scott is a self proclaimed stud, Derek is a woman's nightmare. Of the four, Derek is the most eclectic and attractive. Only Josh comes remotely close to his sense of style. Girls tend to be drawn to him, his wit, and his charm. Problem is that he is not interested. This fact bothers Scott mostly because he is rather homophobic, but he is admirably loyal to his cousin. Derek's homosexuality is known but not talked about, and for Derek, that is just fine. He prefers not to be flagrant about it. He knows who and what he is, and that is all that matters to him. Derek and Matt met in a study group. When Matt found the townhouse they now occupied, he invited Derek and his cousin to live with them. Needing a place to live in the following year, Derek and Scott agreed. Matt was in no way homophobic. It turned out that his dad had been homosexual. While many children may have been traumatized by such a revelation, Matt took in stride. In fact, he thought of it as cool in a lot of ways. Josh is hard to read on his take on Derek. He and Derek have been known to hang out quite a bit, and much to Josh's chagrin, it has translated into him being misread as gay as well. Josh has a feminine quality that coupled with his shyness around girls and his association with Derek only makes the matter worse. *** "You want me to take you where?" Matt's uncle asked. "San Lobos Island, in the Pacific." "You wouldn't be looking for a certain legend, would you?" "Perhaps. Thought it would be fun at least." "I've been there. It does exist, but I suggest you think about it again. The trek is a rough one, but what you find when you get there is more terrifying than you might imagine." "You've been there? When?" "When I was just about your age. Took years of therapy to get over the trauma. I couldn't go near water for years. I'll take you there, but beware, you might get more than you bargained for, and your expectations might be spoiled." "Why is that?" "Let's just say that your conscious and subconscious ideals may not be equivalent. I went there seeking the physique of Mr. Universe, and I came back much closer Sean Connery." "Understood. Thanks, we'll be in Lauderdale in two weeks then. Bye." Matt hung up the phone, and contemplated his uncle's warnings. He figured that if he could even come back looking as good as his uncle, he'd have it made. He waited for the guys to return to give them the good news. ** "Man, Matt, I hate to be a spoil sport, but maybe, your uncle is right. I just don't know about this anymore. The whole idea was ok when it was just a myth, but now... I just don't know." "Aw, c'mon, Josh. Ya gotta go. Just think what it can do for your confidence." "I don't know. I have a bad feeling about this." "Listen, Josh. You don't have to do anything you don't want to do, but I'll miss you if you're not there." Josh just looked at Matt somewhat annoyed. Matt know that Josh could never say no when he pulled the ole "I'll miss you routine." "Fine, but I'm not going into that lake. You guys can do what you like." "Whatever." Matt said triumph. *** The final week before the expedition passed, and the guys loaded up in Matt"s Yukon and headed to South Florida. Once in Fort Lauderdale, they wasted little time getting the dock where Matt"s uncle kept his yacht. "Hello, gentlemen." Matt"s uncle greeted them. "You all up for the trip of a lifetime?" "You bet Mr. G." Scott replied. The rest followed him on board. They each headed into individual cabins where they unloaded their bags. Each of them was dealing with their own emotions. Anxiousness, trepidations, and excitement were common to each of them, but Josh's anxiety was strongest. The four gathered on the upper deck of the yacht as the prepared to pull out to sea for the seven day journey to the island. "Ok, gentlemen. I have prepared a map for you to follow based on my expedition. I suggest you rest and enjoy the trip because things will be much less inviting once you get on the island. The trek should take you about ten days in, and another ten out. We'll pick you back up on day twenty- two. You all packed efficiently I hope." "You bet." Matt replied enthusiastically. "Ok, gentlemen. I will see you in the morning. Get some rest." The four remained on the deck after Matt's uncle headed to his quarters. They took in the sight of the night sky at sea. They were amazed at the shear infinity of stars. "Man, it's just amazing. Wouldn't it be great to be able to travel to the stars?" Matt said somewhat rhetorically. "Why? It's just a big huge vast nothingness." Scott said. "Perhaps, but don't you wonder..." Matt drifted. "What do want to change about yourselves? Scott?" "Well, I think I could be bigger." "Bigger?" "Yeah, you know, a little more beef and some more sausage wouldn't hurt." he said with a wink and a grin. "You're pathetic." Derek said. "Ok, Mr. Perfect. What are you gonna change?" Scott smarted at him. "I think I'd stay much as I am with just some refinements. You know soften the edges and lose the body hair." "What about you, Josh?" Matt asked. "I don't know really. I guess get rid of my acne." he said distantly. "That's all?" "Yeah." "Weak, man. Very weak." "Ok, Mr. Adventure. What are you wanting to change?" "That's easy. I want a body like 'The Rock'." "Should have known. You and Scott are a perfect match for each other." Josh chided. *** The seven days on the yacht were rather relaxing ones. Scott was spending much of his time as though preparing for a military operation. Derek took the time to sunbathe in the nude. Matt was practicing his maritime skill while Josh spent a lot of time day dreaming and worrying about the trip. "See you guys on the 29th. Good luck." Matt's uncle said as the four climbed out of the motor boat onto the beach. "You betcha. Thanks, unc." The four spent the night on the beach before heading inland. When morning broke, they wasted little time before heading out with Scott leading the way. The first four hours were fairly easy going. There had not been much to speak of difficulty wise. After the guys took a break for lunch, they continued on. As the afternoon sun beat down, they began to understand the difficulty of the trek. The humidity and heat were enough to force them to take frequent breaks. Such would be their trip fo the next nine days as they climbed the mountain to reach the center of the island. *** On day five, the guys were beginning to feel fatigued, but they managed to push on. As they entered a clearing, a flash of light caught their eye. Scott motioned for Matt to follow him, and the two headed toward the flash. What they saw when they got there was not pleasant. Derek and Josh walked up behind their two petrified friends. Derek moved in closer as Josh looked more closely at the decaying remains in the wreckage. "They haven"t been here long have they?" he observed. "Maybe a month or so. Sure as hell stinks. You two ok?" "Yeah." said Scott. "The two of you are a bit squeamish for a couple of "big" dudes." Derek taunted. "We were just surprised and paying our respects." Matt defended. "Yeah, right. Nothing we can do here. Let's keep going." *** On day eleven, they reached their destination. The lake sat in the crater of the dormant volcano which they had spent the last nine-and-a-half days climbing. While it took them longer than expected, they arrived unscathed save a few scratches and bruises. "Well, this is it guys. Time to strip down and go for a swim." Matt said. All of them but Josh began undressing. "C'mon, Josh. What can it hurt?" "No, I'll pass. Thank you." "Dude, it's just a lake." Scott said. "Fine." said Matt. "I'll just stay here with you then." "You suck" Josh responded as he took his shirt off. "Thatta boy." Matt grinned. The four waded into the lake up to their waists, and then Matt dove in and swam toward the middle. Scott and Derek followed, but Josh still hesitated. He continued to wade in to his chest. The water was quite warm and clear, but there was a darkness in the center that unnerved Josh. "Nothing seems to be happening." Scott said. "You sure your uncle wouldn't play..." Suddenly, the three felt something wrap around their ankles. They all tried to swim to Josh, but try as they might, they were unable to get free. They thrashed around as they tried in vain to get away. Josh stood there in shock at seeing his friends suddenly panic. He was not sure if he should rush to assist them or hightail it out of the water, but before he could react, he was swept off his feet and pulled in with them. The tentacles wrapped each tightly as if to suffocate them. They struggled and thrashed until all of their energy was gone and they could fight no more. With a tentacle feeding each of them life giving oxygen, they were each slowly encased in a sticky slime. In that cocoon, each would be transformed into his subconscious ideal of himself. *** The calm surface of the lake was broken half a day later by a gasping young man. Derek was the first to come out of his cocoon. He lay on his back in the water gasping for air. Slowly, he worked his way to shore and collapsed on the bank. After a few minutes, he was breathing somewhat normally, and he weakly stood up and stumbled his way to their packs. He pulled out the energy drink that Matt's uncle suggested they each drink after getting out of the lake. Soon, we was able to see clearly and walk steadily. He looked down to see his smooth, well toned physique. Every muscle on his body was well defined but not over emphasized. He was still slender and trim. His reflection in the water revealed a soft boyish face that would melt the hearts of his gay lovers. He smiled at his near gay perfection. Derek slipped into his clothes, which still fit him incredibly well, and he waited for the others to surface. It was a couple of hours before Matt came to the surface much like Derek had. He was definitely different. Derek couldn't help but notice the incredible physique Matt now possessed. He was muscular and lean like an NFL quarterback and not his "The Rock" fantasy. His face was masculine and refined which Derek found very attractive. Matt stumbled onto the bank, and Derek greeted him with the energy drink. "Thanks. Anyone else up yet?" "Just us." "You don't look much different. Just... prettier." "Well, you have changed quite a bit." "You can call me 'The Rock II'." Matt said as he flexed. "Well, not quite. More like Steve Bellisari." "Really?" "Yeah." "That's ok I suppose. I am ripped though, eh?" he said as he flexed again. "That you are." Derek replied with his lust oozing through. "Don't even think it." Matt chastised. "Sorry, dude, but hey, if you have the gay guy drooling, just think what the chicks will do." Derek smiled. They both spun around as the surface of the water was again broken. This time it was Scott. The two pulled him ashore and fed him his drink. Scott was definitely bigger than he had been. He was well muscled. Probably somewhere between Derek and Matt, but what was most noticeable about him was the increase in his member. Scott had always been somewhat below average in penile endowment. Now, we was well in excess of average. This caused both Matt and Derek to burst out into a fit of laughter. "What's so damned funny?" "You really are pathetic." "What?" "Take a look at Mr. Happy." Matt said. "Oh yeah, baby! That's what I"m talking about." Scott said strutting like a rooster in a hen house. "Don't you think it's a bit much?" "You can never have too much." he grinned. "Why don't the two of you get dressed?" "What can't handle all of this man meat, pretty boy." Matt jabbed. "Don't get full of yourself." Derek said as he tossed the two buff men their clothes. Fortunately, they packed some larger clothes. The pants fit ok, and the stretchy material of the shirts gave them coverage. *** By now, it was getting well on into the evening, and there was still no sign of Josh. The guys were beginning to get very worried about their companion. As the sun set, Matt built a fire as Scott pitched the tents. Derek stared at the lake fearing that the one guy that didn't want to do this had been the victim of something tragic. Midnight rolled around, and there was still no sign of Josh. "Hey, Derek. Why don't you go to sleep? I'll stay and keep an eye out for him. He's my friend and I forced him into this." "No, I won't be able to sleep. You go to bed. We may need all of your strength in the morning." Matt hesitated for a moment. He looked at the moonlit lake once more before heading to the tent. Derek kept vigil at the water side waiting for any sign that Josh might resurface. The hours rolled past. As the moon began it's decent into the horizon, Derek noticed a slight change in the attitude of the lake. He sprung to his feet just as the surface of the water was broken by a gasp and a thrash. Without thinking twice, Derek rushed out into the water to grab Josh. He pulled him ashore without noticing the very drastic changes in the young man. Josh gasped and coughed as he tried to readjust to being on land again. Derek reached for the energy drink, and turned back towards his friend when he froze at what he saw. He shook his head and looked again. The image was still the same. "Here drink this." he said as he helped Josh sit up. He rushed over by the fire pit and grabbed a towel to wrap around Josh. "Here. This will keep you warm." "Thanks." Josh said as he hesitated for a moment. "I feel... weird." "I'm sure you to. Come with me. You need to get to sleep." Derek helped Josh into a bedroll, and quickly, Josh fell asleep. Derek sat there uncertain if he should wake the other two or just leave them. He decided that it would best for him to prepare them for Josh's changes after they'd had a full night's sleep. Derek took his bed roll out by the fire pit and left Josh alone in the second tent. *** "Hey, Derek. Get up." Derek looked up and saw Matt standing over him. He sat up. "So, still no sign of Josh? Man, It's all my fault..." "Actually, he did come up..." "And you didn't wake me!!" "I thought it was best if you slept. Josh is not quite the man he was before." "What do you mean?" "Let's get Scott over here before I explain myself. That way I only have to do it once." The two motioned Scott to join them. Meanwhile, the commotion had woken Josh. He rolled on to his back and stretched. As he did so, he noticed an odd sensation on his chest. He immediately reached for it and sat up with a bolt at what he found. This caused his hair to fall into his face which caused him to jump to his feet which was caused him to fall down as he hit the ceiling of the tent. "Shit!" he yelled. Derek had not had a chance to begin his explanation when Matt and Scott jumped to their feet. The two guys looked at each other in confusion at what they had just heard. "Wait, guys! I think he needs a minute to himself." Derek said as he jumped between the two and the tent. "Himself? That didn't sound like Josh to me." "Yeah, what's going..." Derek knew by the look on their eyes that Josh had come out of the tent. He turned around to face Josh as well. Josh was covering himself with a towel and had a very disheveled and shameful look. Derek rushed over to hold the nearly faint Josh up and walk him over by the fire pit. Josh would not look anyone in the eye. His shame and embarrassment were too much for him to handle as he began to cry. Though he hadn't seen any of his body, he knew what the changes were. He knew how he looked. He did not know, however, how to explain it to the rest of the guys. *** For years, Josh had a secret about himself that he kept hidden. He even tried to keep it hidden from himself. He thought back to the first time he remembered feeling it. He was in sixth grade. He had gotten home from school and no one was home. He couldn't tell why, but he went into his sister's room. With his heart racing, he looked in her closet and found a skirt and a blouse. For nearly an hour, he sat there just holding the items and feeling them, afraid to try them on. Over the years, he slowly built up courage to try on his sister's clothes when he was alone. The feeling of the girly garments gave him a rush of peace and calm that he could not find anywhere else. Slowly, he started to try the make up and even shaved his legs a few times only to berate himself for it later. When he got to college, the bar scene and his association with Matt helped him suppress his inner voice. He thought he had beaten it until a few weeks ago when Matt proposed this ridiculous trip. Josh did not want to go for fear that his true inner-self would be revealed, but subconsciously, this inner-self was urging him to do it in hopes that final peace could be found. *** Slowly, Josh lifted his head and looked at the others who were all staring at him like lost children in search of their mother. The pressure of their stares was too tremendous for him, and he began to cry once more. Derek moved over to comfort him. "Why don't you two pack up. Toss me his bag, and give us a little time." Derek pulled out some of Josh"s extra clothes. "Josh, these may not fit quite right, but you should wear something. Then, we can figure out how to explain this to the guys." Josh nodded his head as Derek headed over with the other two, and slipped into the shorts and pulled the shirt over his head. The extra shorts he had brought fit his hips just fine, but the waist was far to big. His shirt was baggy enough to cover his torso, but his nipples betrayed him somewhat as the fabric caused them to stiffen. He had feared that this would happen, but he had not prepared for it. "I just don't get it. Why not you too, Derek?" Scott asked. "What do you mean?" "Well, if we have become our subconscious ideal selves, why are you still a man?" "I'm gay, idiot, not a transsexual. Just "cause I'm attracted to guys doesn't mean I want to be a chick, ok?" "Yeah, man." Matt chimed in. "Just like my dad. He never wanted to be a woman either. I'm sure Josh will explain this in his own way and time. I know some people thought he was gay, but I never believed..." "Well, he may not have been." "You suppose..." "Hi, guys." Josh said rather sheepishly in his new soft voice. "Hey." Matt replied. "You want to eat?" he offered somewhat uncomfortably. "Yeah, that would be great." Josh said as he sat down. "I hope this wasn't some trick to get out of work." Scott said in an attempt to make a joke. The other two looked at him sternly. "Sorry." he said. "How are you doing?" Derek asked as he sat beside Josh. "Fine, I suppose." "Can I ask a personal question?" "Sure." "Is this the reason you didn't want to go through with this trip?" "Uh... Yeah." Josh conceeded. "Ok. Well, I'll let you eat." "No, Derek. I think I'd like some company." "Ok." As Josh ate, the two talked. Josh slowly began to communicate his feelings. He told Derek of his cross- dressing, but he began to cry when he talked of his fear that he was more than a mere cross-dresser. He talked of his frustration at envying women rather than lusting for them. More than an hour went by as the two talked and confided in each other. Finally, They got up and walked over to where Matt and Scott were waiting. "Shall we go?" Derek said. "Whenever, you all are ready. You gonna be ok, Josh?" "Yeah. My boots are bit big, but I'll live." *** Over the course of the next few days, Josh explained what he could to the best of his ability to Matt and Scott. Matt was very receptive and supportive, but Scott was a bit confused and uncertain. By the time they reached the bottom of the mountain, they all had come to know Josh as a young woman. They even started calling her Julie. As they reached the bottom of the mountain, they came across Matt's uncle and few members of the crew. They had become concerned when the four-some became more than a day late. With Julie's feet rather sore for the ill fitting boots, the crewmen devised a makeshift chair with which they could carry her out on their shoulders. Once on the ship, Julie immediately took a bath. She soaked in the tub for nearly two hours just trying to relax and think about how she'd explain her condition to her parents. There was a knock at her door. "Come in." she replied. "Hey, Jules. My uncle found these in my cousin's cabin. You're a little taller than her, but you should be able to fit into them. If not, let us know." "Thanks... Oh, Matt." "Yes." he said as he paused in the doorway. "Thank you for understanding." "Sure." he replied uncertain of his old friend's mental state. Once Matt left the room, Julie climbed out of the tub and wrapped a towel around herself. As she reached for the garments that Matt had left her, she noticed her reflection in the mirror. She stopped and looked in awe of herself. It was the first time since her change that she had actually seen what had happened to her. She knew it would be dramatic, but she was not prepared for the shear feminine perfection she now saw reflected back at her in the mirror. Julie was nearly in tears as she ran her hands slowly over every curve of her body. It was all there; the hour-glass shape, the round firm breasts, the silky smooth skin, the long toned legs, the flat stomach, the long silky hair, the soft full lips, and the soft warm slit of a vagina. She was a woman from head to toe. As she looked at herself closer, she realized that she needed to shave. So, she grabbed her razor and shave gel with a renewed vigor. Once she was satisfied with her accentuated smoothness, she slipped into the panties Matt had left for her. She tingled with delight at the feel of them sliding up her legs, and she burst into tears at how wonderfully they fit. For the first time in her life, she did not have to hide anything away to get the look she wanted. The bra was a match as well. Julie stood there in the lingerie she was now wearing with tears streaming down her face. She looked at the one remaining piece of clothing and smiled. Matt somehow knew that she would want to be as feminine as possible, and the dress he left her was perfect. She put it on, and the excitement of being able to properly fill it out was quasai orgasmic for the newly transformed woman. She slipped the sandals that she'd found onto her feet and headed out the door of her cabin. She found the three guys sitting at the dinner table, and she entered the room to join them. They all stood up and soaked in her natural beauty. Even without make-up, she was radiant and alluring. Matt could not believe that this was once his best friend Josh, and Scott could only think of what it would be like to lay this girl down. "You look great." Matt said. "Here have a seat." he said gesturing to the chair between himself and Derek. Julie sat in the chair Matt had pulled out for her. "Thank you." she said demurely as she reveled in the chivalry being extended to her. "Since that stuff fits, we should have enough clothes on board to keep you from having to go naked." Matt said. "Which is a good thing with the way you look." Derek added. "You're probably right." Matt said honestly "Have we figured out what to say to my parents yet?" "My uncle is going to handle that one. He's good. Believe me." "I hope so. Otherwise, I might as well stay out at sea forever." *** The remaining six days back to dock were spent recuperating from the expedition. Derek and Julie found a place on the yacht where they could sun-bathe in the nude without the others gawking at Julie. Every night, Julie and Matt would sit and talk with one another, getting reacquainted. Matt could feel his desire for Julie growing, and on the fourth night it got the better of him. "Julie, I... I have to tell you something." "What is it, Matt?" "You... I... Ahh..." Unable to articulate his feelings he leaned in and kissed her full on the lips. Julie was startled by this sudden show of affection, and she pulled back from him. "Matt, I just..." "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to rush anything." "No. It's ok. I just am not sure if I am thinking straight right now." "Well, you don't..." "That's the problem, Matt. I want to, but I don't know if I should. All my life I've wanted to be a woman with out considering that it would mean falling in love with a man and sleeping with him. It was all a fantasy of being, and not as much about sex as I once thought. Now, I look at you, and my body yearns for your touch." "Well, you don't have to rush in. I understand." "Matt, can we be smart about it?" "I think so. Why?" "I don't want the others talking about it right away. Get what you need, and come to my cabin in 45 minutes." With that, Julie got up and kissed Matt on the cheek as she headed to her cabin. She sat in front of the vanity contemplating what she was about to do. She had to make sure that she was not jumping in too fast, but she did have 21 years growing up as a female to make up. She knew for sure that there were certain things that she was not ready to have in her life, and she needed to take steps necessary to prevent them from occurring until she had a better grasp on her newfound womanhood. By the time Matt knocked on her door, she had made her decision, and she greeted him in the sexiest lingerie she could find in Christy's cabin. Matt was stunned to say the least. He presented her with a bottle of wine and couple of wine glasses. She took them and set them on the dresser. She turned back toward her friend. "Are you sure about this, Jules?" "Yes. Did you bring..." "Right here." "Yes, I am sure. I have waited all my life for tonight." she said as she stepped into his arms. "Show me that I haven't been wrong all these years." They kissed deeply and passionately. Matt could feel his desire building, and Julie's passion was in perfect step. She was amazed at the sensations running through her body as she removed Matt"s shirt and trousers. Soon, he slipped her bra off. Her back arched as he laid her on the bed and suckled her breasts. Slowly, he caressed every inch of her torso with his tender kisses. It was a pleasure that she had never know before. A shiver went through her spine as he slipped her satin panties down her long silky legs. The passion burning in her was beyond anything she ever expected. When Matt came back to her lips, she ran her hands down his chest and slid her fingers under the waistband of his boxers. Her passion increased when, at last, they were both naked and intertwined. She gasped as his tip slid into her and her fire raged all the hotter. Matt's desire was high as he slipped his tip between Julie's silken labia. He wanted her, and he slowly kept sliding along her, teasing her, and heightening her passion. With each pass, he slid deeper and deeper into her. The heat he was feeling from within needed to be quenched by her. Julie continued to moan as Matt slipped deeper and deeper into her. They were but one as he began to penetrate her deeply. Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain, and she gasped as the pain quickly faded. Together they began to rock in motion when she suddenly realized what was happening. "Matt, stop!" But he kept driving into her. She was beginning to panic. "Matt, please! Stop!" He snapped out of his pleasure and stopped. "What?" he said somewhat annoyed, but trying not to let it show. "We forgot something. I just don't want to take any more chances than I have to." Matt pulled out of her reluctantly but understandingly. He did not want it any more than she did, and he knew he was very close to climax. The young woman would never really know how close she came that night. She had been lucky to realize her situation and have a man like Matt who respected her request. The moment had been lost. Try as they might they could not get the fire of passion relit quickly enough. "I'm sorry, Julie." "It's ok." she assured him as he began to get out of the bed. "Where are you going?" "To my cabin." "Won't you, please, stay with me tonight?" Matt slipped back under the covers with Julie, and the two snuggled close into each other. He lay there staring at the ceiling as he stroked her hair. He could not believe how soft and silky it was. Julie continued to stroke his chest, and after a while, she turned back up to him and kissed him. As she positioned herself over him, their passions began to rise once again, and this time, she made sure they were ready. *** As the morning sun slipped through the blinds, Julie rolled over and looked at the man that she has spent the night with. She had known him for three years as her best friend, yet it was as though she was just meeting him for the first time. He had become her lover, and she was fascinated at how differently she viewed him because of it. He was no longer a cool guy to hang out with, but he as her shelter and warmth. A tear rolled down her cheek as she realized that she had indeed become a woman, and that she was more than content with that fact. Julie got up, showered, put on a bathing suit, and covered it with a t-shirt and shorts. She headed to breakfast where she found Derek looking rather chummy with one of the crew. "Mind if I join you two?" "Sure, I was just leaving." the crewman said. "See you later?" he said to Derek. "Yeah." "Ok.", and he flashed Julie a knowing smile as he headed off. "Found yourself a friend, I see." "You know. Just some one to talk with." Derek blushed. Julie just chuckled at him. "You go, girl." "Me go, girl? What about you, Miss Glowingface." She blushed. "What about me?" "How was it?" "I had no clue. In all my years of yearning to be a girl, I never truly comprehended what it meant. It was just all satin and lace, sexy clothes, and make-up. Not once did I every really consider..." "Yes?" "... consider the sexuality of it." "And now that you have, are you content with it?" "Derek, I'm a woman. I am all woman, and I would not have it any other way. There is no way to describe what I am feeling. We almost went too far without appropriate precautions, and I was terrified. Still, I found it oddly thrilling. It's just so weird, and then, there's Matt... He is so different in my mind now." "You're in love." "Perhaps. I know I've never been this happy in all my life. I know things won't always be perfect, but that's ok. I'm finally comfortable with who I am." "I'm glad to hear it. You've adjusted well to your changes. So well in fact, that I now believe that transsexuals are not just homophobic gays. I guess it really is possible for someone to be the 'wrong' sex." Julie just looked at him with a bit of curiosity, but she just let it go. She was still basking in the afterglow of her first night with a man. As Matt walked into the room, her heart skipped a beat. She tried not to show her excitement and desire for him. He walked up to her and hesitated before giving her a kiss. She smiled as he sat down beside her. SIBC