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Candy Pink By Barbi Satin Chapter 1 Life pretty much sucked. I was the son of Ralph and Cindy Cassella. They named me Ralph Junior and my dad was thrilled to have a son he could raise to live out his past glory. My dad wasn't a bad guy and never abused me but I knew he was disappointed. He worked as a contractor in the present but he still lived in his glory days of High School. Dad was an all-state full back on the football team in the fall and the best hitter on the baseball team in the spring. A letterman in two sports and a runner up in track. He had his choice of any girl in school and ended up with Cindy the head cheerleader. They were the king and queen of the prom and the two most popular people in school. I knew that my mom had a brother but they never talked about him in front of me. I did hear my dad tell mom a few times that she was lucky that he was only a new born when she was graduating High School or it would have ruined her. My mom accepted me for who I was but I could just tell she wished I had been a girl like her, a pretty and popular girl who would be a cheerleader in her own image as well. I really wished that too. Ralph spent his days teaching me to catch a football and trying to get me to lift more than 50 miserable pounds in a bench press. I wanted Barbie dolls at Christmas but kept that to myself. Another year and five more G.I. Joe action figures, just great. By the time I was just twelve there was Midget football and I would come home battered and bruised after the games. Mom told him it was too much for a kid my size but he insisted I had to become a man. After I started High School I was pulling high honors in the accelerated program. Mom was proud of me but dad just seemed disappointed all the time. He would have rather seen me on the football team making a 2.0 grade average heading for a dead end future. West Haven High just sucked! West Haven CT. sucked! My bedroom was right next to theirs and the walls were thin. I got used to hearing them doing it and that didn't bother me. What they didn't know was that I had found an old stethoscope in the trash behind the local doctors office one day. I could hear every word they said once I had it. I heard him raise his voice one night, "Jesus H Christ Cindy, Not him again!" I put the scope to the wall and heard mom saying, "Please honey, she is my only living relative now and please call her Candy." "What kind of a god damned name is Candy Pink?!" I heard mom say that "Candy Pink" was the name she modeled under and her real name was Candace Keating. "Just like my maiden name honey." They were arguing about having this person visit for Christmas. "Damn it Ralph she looks better than 99.9999% of real women out there. Ralph Junior will never know a thing and she promised to tone it all down." I heard my dad saying the no freak like that could look like a real girl enough for me not to notice. My mom said that she had a link to her website and they would just have a look and decide. The next thing I heard was my dad saying, "Holy Shit. My God Cindy she looks like a freakin Barbie doll with bigger boobs and she has a bigger dick than I do." I head the phrase "Holy Shit", about 50 times in the next hour as they looked at her member's area. "Jesus H Christ Cindy, She, He, It is pissing in a real girls pussy through a speculum!" Then I heard, "Jeeeeesssussss, she is drinking her own piss from a pussy with a crazy straw! Damn honey, I admit she is a gorgeous doll but, damn." "Cindy, look at this, she is in a pink satin little girls dress jerking off in a soiled diaper!!!!" I heard him exclaim the leather outfit she wore in one set must have cost a small fortune. Then something about look at this and then no way on earth is she/he/it coming here. My mom must have been seeing those photos the same way. My mom was very open- minded and she agreed with him. Candy Pink was not welcome, sister or not. The last thing I heard was my dad saying they should change the password on the family filter so I could never find candypink.com. He said it scarred him for life. "Honey I made the new password, CandyPink." I went to bed knowing where I was going on the computer the next day! I am far from dumb and had figured out my mom's brother was now her sister! Chapter 2 I ran home from school that next day. Mom would be out until 4:30 and dad until at least 5:00. I went into their bedroom as I was allowed for computer time for homework. I typed candypink.com into the browser and was prompted for a password. CandyPink I typed. I found myself at a warning page that no one under 18 should enter, blah, blah, blah and hit enter. My first reaction was, "Holy Shit!" She was a living Barbie doll in a pink satin baby doll dress, long pink satin gloves and ponytails with pink ribbons. Thigh high pink PVC boots laced with pink ribbons and was holding a teddy bear in one hand and a Cigarette in the other. She had at least DDD cup boobs and Ten inch, rock hard cock peeking out from her skirt. I filled the printer with photo grade paper and made a print. I hit the members enter here button and as luck would have it they had saved the username and password. I was in! I saw things on that site I never imagined and I had seen porn before. At school some guys passed around magazines and even let me see them. They were nothing like this. In one set ten other shemales were glazing her face in cum while she wore a rubber maids uniform. She was fucking a guy in a leather dress, gloves and boots and putting cigarettes out on his ass burning him while doing it. I printed out the best of it in the time I had and stashed the prints in my room. I wanted to just look at her and beat off. There was a member's only email link. I had a few computer tricks up my sleeve my parents would never guess. I had a hotmail account so I used it to write to her. When I was done I would delete the cookie in the C: temp internet folder and the history so that they could never know. Dear Candy: I am not supposed to be writing to you. My name is Ralph Cassella Jr. and I am your nephew. My dad may not like you but I love what you do. I wish I were you! I wish you could come and visit us but my dad is too close-minded. I just think you are the greatest and I am proud you are in my family. I am sending my photo so you can see what I look like. Please don't tell my mom or dad I was on your site! Love Ralph I took a deep breath and hit send. I would open my hotmail again tomorrow and check. I took her photos back to my room and just beat off to her! Chapter 2 When I got to the computer I immediately logged into Hotmail. I hadn't expected her to answer so quickly but I had a reply. Hi ya, sweet cheeks Wow hunny doll! I am so thrilled to hear from you. Don't worry your cute little butt a bit. I won't snitch ya out to Cindy. I know your dad is a bit of a prude and can be a jerk at times but I also know he is your dad and despite everything he luvs ya. I do talk to my big sis and know what's going on with ya. You might not be the football jock he wanted but ya have ta forgive him. His whole life was lived in High School and he just wanted you to have those good years too. You have a lot more cumin up for you than just a few years of High School glory. I Luvvvvved your photo! Wow sweet cheeks, ya look like you could be me at that age, same face and body! Same cock stick? How would ya feel about cumin on out the day you hit 18 and working with me? We can call you Mandy Pink and say you are my little sister. Get you a set of boobs and we can get nasty as can be. Candy and Mandy Sitting in a tree F.U.C.K.I.N.G. Big Wet Kisses Aunt Candy Pink Might not have a pussy but my asshole is pretty, pink and tasty! P.S. I got a major heart on for you! Ummmmm, HOLY SHIT! Not what I had expected. She was nuts! She even had nuts. Mandy Pink? I have to wonder about that, Mandy Pink??? Mandy and Candy fucking? She is so adorable and sexy and kinky and nasty but. I can't, no way can I. Become a shemale? No, I will write her back and, and. I will write her back tomorrow after I think about it. Dear Candy: I have a heart on for you too! I thought about it all and admit I was looking at your photos and Mandy sounds like such a cute name. Please tell me more sweet baby. I think I luv you! Smacks and hugs Mandy Pink to be and a big squirting lollypop for Candy. Ok, have I lost what's left of my friggen mind? She is nuts and a shemale and a porn star! I am the local dweeb loser boy! A pretty little geek boy but she sees something in me. The first girl who ever comes onto me has to be my shemale aunt and a loony toon! Ummmmm Baby doll! A big squirting lollypop for little old moi? Can I suck the cream filled center out? Oh, Mandy tell me I'm a bad slut and spank my tushy. Wanna change my poopy diapers and lick my cream tick? Sorry hunny bunny but I am such a bad girl and want little Mandy to spank me. Tell ya what hunny bunny. Screw the 18 crap, cum on out and hang with me. I wanna lick your fuck stick now baby. Have you ever had your asshole eaten? Feels sooooo yummy. I can be your bitch mistress in leather one day and blow up bimbo in pink the next wit an I.Q. of about 10 for ya. Lollypops and Cigarettes, long gloves and blowjobs. Oooohhh Hunny doll, come fuck my sissy heiny and spank me, I'm sooo bad. Your bad girl Candy Pink Kisses She sent me a photo of herself in a pink satin bunny girl outfit squirting a load of cum on a printout of the photo I sent her! She also sent her private phone number and her address in Mt. View CA. I sent a quick note and asked her when. Time to call Greyhound and leave the driving to them. My rational mind came back to me then. There was no way I was going to become a run away and I knew sooner or later Candy and I would both end up in some really deep shit. Not to mention the pain and suffering it would cause my mom and I realized even my dad. I sent another note off to explain why I couldn't and waited. I didn't have to wait long. She wrote back at once. Good Girl Mandy! You passed the first test. I wasn't going to allow you to just pick up and come out and make my sis crazy. Call me now collect so it won't show on your phone bill. Smooches Your XXX Rated Candy Treat. I was more than a bit nervous when I made the call. She talked exactly the way she typed but I could tell there was a brain behind the valley girl speech. "So hunny bunny baby doll, how are your grades?" I thought that was an odd question but told her I was a 3.8 to 4.0-honor student. She told me that was super and I would soon be getting a letter in the mail. "Just relax hunny bunny, Candy has sweets and treats here and you will be here soon." We said good-bye for now and I waited. Chapter 3 Two Weeks went by and there was not so much as another email. I came to the conclusion that Candy was sort of a well-intentioned flake or just playing a head game with me. Sixteen days after her last email letters arrived in the mail addressed to Ralph and Cynthia Cassella and another for me from "The prestigious Sunnyvale Academy." Dear Mr. And Mrs. Cassella: The Sunnyvale Academy located in Sunnyvale CA. is proud to inform you that your son Ralph has been awarded a full scholarship to the academy. Master Ralph was recommended by his school as a top scholar and a candidate for our scholarship program. Graduates of the Sunnyvale Academy have a 99.9% rate of acceptance into top Ivy League universities and Military Academies upon graduation. College professors and PHD candidates teach all classes with top academic standing for excellence in their fields of study. . There is also far more to the academy beyond academics. Our school is the only private intuition in the nation to hold State championship titles in Football and Baseball. All of our male students receive vigorous instruction in sports and physical training. We pride ourselves into making boys into real men and leaders of men. The letter went on about whom the faculty members were and had several brochures showing the campus and the football stadium. I just shook my head and thought that it was just what I needed. A damn snooty, upper crust school after me! I thought about just tearing up the letters but went to check my email first. Hi ya baby doll! Did you get your letters today for the Academy? If I was you I would hop on plane and come to school. Nasty Miss Candy has a course of study all planned out. Hope ya liked the letter. It took me a week to get it just right! There really is a Sunnyvale Academy but it's a day school and you are in. You get good grades and then ya get Candy! Let's just say I taught the HEAD leather Master a few "tricks" and he owed me one. Slurps and licks Candy Sweet Baby in Ribbons and Bows. KISS! I put the letter on the kitchen table and waited for mom and dad to get home. Suddenly the idea of a school that would make a "real man" out of me didn't seem so bad! As soon as my dad was home my mom read him the letter. My heart sank when she said she couldn't part with me. Dad however had read the part about football and making boys into men. "Cindy, you coddle the boy too much, this is his chance to become a real man and have a great future." I overheard mom saying that she had hoped I could one day attend Yale but they could never pay for it. She said that maybe if I could keep up my grades at a school like the academy I could possibly get a scholarship to Yale or Harvard. California, Here I come! It turned out to be real and I was called into the office at West Haven High and told they had my paperwork for transfer to Sunnyvale Academy starting on January 2nd. The principal himself came out to shake my hand. He knew of the Academy and said he was proud that student from West Haven had been accepted there. He asked me then if I was going to be a doctor, lawyer or scientist later in life. I just told him my future would be in computers and he seemed pleased. If he only knew! He also said one more thing. "I wonder when Sunnyvale went Coed?" Chapter 4 My parents had a letter shortly after from the headmaster Mr. James Allen. I was to head out to CA before the start of winter term to get settled into the dorms and go through orientation. The letter said I should be there no later than December 1st and that they would arrange for me to make up the missing credits from West Haven High. It suggested I ship my belongings out ahead and just bring one carry on bag onto the plane. I knew there were no dorms and exactly where I would be staying. It was the day after Thanksgiving so I began to pack and prepare for the flight west out of JFK. I went to school those last few days and felt bad saying good-bye to my favorite teachers and few friends. At the end of the last day I was surprised as I stood there on Circle Street and looked back at the School and began feel myself choke up a little. I took one last walk through Painter Park on the way home and remembered playing there as a little kid. By the time I got home I was kicking my own ass for feeling so nostalgic about the town I just wanted out of. On the last day of November my mom and dad drove me to New Haven Limo for the ride to JFK. They didn't know it but I knew I would never return as I had been. My dad really surprised me when he gave me a hug and said he was proud of me. I pulled it together and got in the limo. It was a few hours later when I boarded the flight to San Francisco. Candy was going to pick me up at the airport there. I tried to get some sleep on the flight but all I could think of was her. Five hours later we glided into a landing and I headed down the corridor. I saw her at once and dropped my bag as my mouth also dropped open. It was another Candy Pink "Holy Shit" moment. She hadn't spotted me yet so I had a chance to just stare and take it all in for a moment. She was even hotter than her photos! She had long, honey blond hair that went almost to her ass long and straight with bangs like a Barbie Doll. She had a "Candy Pink" satin ribbon on top of her head. Her make up screamed SUPER SLUT! She had on a crisscross black leather halter-top that hardly held in her huge tits. Around her waist was a tiny black leather garter belt with garter straps running down into her ultra mini leather hot pants. Seamed black silk stockings with big candy pink bows in satin tied to the garters and a pair of knock me down and fuck me pumps with 7-inch heels! To complete the look she had on a pair of over the elbow black leather skintight gloves. She held a hot pink marabou purse decorated with ribbons and was licking a big, pink cock shaped lollypop complete with balls! I walked towards her and she squealed, "Baby doll!" She grabbed me and pulled me into a hug and squeezed the stuffing out of me before she stuck out her tongue and licked my lips. I popped a major boner and had to stop myself from just dropping right there to lick her heels! She was a true goddess. "Okay hunny dolly, just walk a few paces behind me and watch the people around me." She turned her head over her shoulder in a way that was just too cute, blew me a kiss and said, "The people dolly babe, not my ass." and she winked. It was not an easy task. When she walked her butt would wiggle in those leather hot pants and it was making me nuts. They covered only 1/4 of her ass cheeks! I did watch the people and saw what she meant. Every guy walking towards her had his eyes glued to her and I could swear a few popped boners in their jeans. One guy walked into a wall as she passed. The women just started at her with pure hate in their eyes. When we made it outside she told me she needed a "ciggy" before we headed to her car in the garage. She pulled a pack of Virginia Slims 120's from her purse and winked at me again. She dropped the pack and then as she bent over to pick it up she sort of threw one arm up and back and twisted to show her butt off to the traffic, she twisted her head sideways and flashed the cars a smile. Seconds later I heard it, the sound of glass breaking and metal being crushed as ten cars collided. She just pulled out a cigarette and lit up as the men and a few women began getting out of their wrecked cars. The women all began to look over the damage and the men just watched her light up. She kind of let the cigarette dangle and crossed her arms around her boobs squeezing them together and leaned forward. She just let the smoke drift from her lips after licking the filter. Every guy with a smashed and broken car just looked at her in that pin up model pose adoringly. She dropped the cigarette and made a show of crushing it out with the tip of the insane heel and we began to walk across to the garage through the smashed cars. She stopped in front of one man and in a little girl voice squeaked that she was sooooo sorrrrry. The guy just said, "Awe It's okay sweetie, it was worth it." He was in a new and crushed Mercedes! She had a cute little VW bug and of course it was Candy Pink! As we headed down 101 we sort of made nervous small talk and I couldn't stop looking at her face. I could tell that even without the exotic make up she would make the hottest girl in my old school look average by comparison. We drove through a built up area with too many strip malls and then down a few side streets to her house. A cute two-story cottage house painted, CANDY PINK! The sun was beginning to set as we pulled up to her cottage and I was amazed at how warm it still was for that time of the year. There was a cool breeze blowing through the palm trees in her yard but it must have been 70 degrees. Her living room was cute but like any other I had seen. She told me to have a seat on the couch and picked up the phone as she asked me what I wanted on my pizza. "I usually cook a meal sweetie pie but it's been a long day already and I have plans for ya tonight." She winked at me again and smiled, she was just so lovely. I told her just sausage and mushrooms were cool and she placed the order. She gave me the remote for the TV and told me she needed to get those hot pants off before her poor babies were crushed. It took me a second and than I realized she had tucked her toy back to wear them. That had to be uncomfortable. I flipped through the local channels and soon she was back wearing a hot pink satin robe and slippers. She told me she would show me around the first floor of the house while we were waiting on the Pizza and I stood up. I suddenly found myself in her arms again kissing her. "I'm, so happy you're here baby doll, ya have no idea." She then opened door off the living room and told me not to go into shock at the mess. It was a room not quite as big as the living room and was stuffed full of bolts of satin, tulle and other shiny fabrics. There were several deflated inflatable chairs, a Helium tank and all kinds of balloons. A shelf full of rolls of ribbons and all kinds of teddy bears and other stuffed animals. There were tubes of glitter, a ladder and all kinds of props. I recognized almost all of it from what I had seen on her site. She opened up another door off the living room and invited me into her studio space. The room was painted black but the back had baby pink satin tacked up to the back wall, two side walls and tented off the ceiling and on the floor. There was a full sized bed at an angle with the same color satin sheets with big heart shaped satin pillows on it with marabou trim in hot pink and white. There was a set of studio flash units with umbrellas, video lights and three cameras. A Panasonic mini DV camera and two SLR digital cameras, an Olympus E-10 and a Nikon D-100. In one corner out of the way there was an older computer with a CD burner. I was impressed and asked her if she had done all that. "I do it all babe, I just build my little fantasy worlds in here and then live it all out in front of the cameras." I asked her who built her site and did her photo editing. Once again she said it was all her. She whispered in my ear that I had better not tell anyone her little secret. "I'm, a geek girl baby doll." She said I would get to watch a shoot the next weekend with herself and a local "G girl." "G girl is what we call a born female hunny doll." She asked me if I could help her out after the shoot tearing it all down and setting it up again all in black for the shoot coming up in two weeks. Of course I didn't mind and told her I would help all I could. She gave me another hug and kissed me again. As hungry as I was I would have rather just stayed in her arms but the Pizza was here. We went into her little kitchen and I took a seat as she got us paper plates and paper towels as napkins. As soon as I took a bite she laughed and said, "Yeah babe, I know! Not exactly Danny's or Zuppardi's is it?" I laughed then too and said it would never replace a night out at Pepe's or Sally's either. It was really cool and we started to talk about Hummel's hot dogs and the other great food from home. We drank diet coke and just bonded as we talked about good ole West Haven High and where we would hang out. It turned out the she had graduated just two years before I was there as a freshman. "Your granny and grandfather kicked me out that day hunny, the shame of the family and I never got to see them again before they died in the accident. Your mom would call me at times but even she was ashamed of me. No one until you ever accepted me and I, I." I suddenly found her with her arms wrapped around me as she cried. She just sobbed and said, "I'm so alone, so alone." I just kissed her tears away and told her she wasn't alone anymore. She just sniffled and looked so cute and we started to kiss. We just kissed and kissed as I held her in my arms. She was gorgeous, funny, and smart and had a huge heart. I just held her and held her until I heard a scratching at her back door. She told me she was sorry to lose it like that and got up and opened the door. I was soon being introduced to Mr. Boots, Her little black cat with white paws. She picked him up and gave him a kiss on the head and scratched his ears. There was so much more to Candy Pink than the bimbo shemale porn goddess on the computer monitor. I watched a she fed Mr. Boots and even put a dish of food and some milk out for "The poor homeless kitties." Once she had fed her "boy." She told me to follow her up the stairs. She showed me one room with a vanity, tons of cosmetics and all her fantasy and fetish outfits. The 2nd room was set up as a sort of dungeon and she told me she did do some professional domination sessions at times. The biggest room she told me was "our" bedroom. It wasn't really that big but it was cute and painted Candy Pink! Her, oh wow! Our bed had satin sheets in pink but was only a twin bed! She smiled and said, "It will be tight baby but I luv ya and we can just snuggle." She had a little desk and a state of the art computer that she told me she used to build her site. We sat on the bed and she took my hands in hers and asked, "Have you ever been with a girl baby doll?" I flushed bright red and she gave me a little kiss and told me to not be embarrassed. I confessed to her that I had never been with a girl in my life. "I'm glad sweetie pie, tomorrow I will make you a girl but tonight I will make you a man." With that she pointed to a phone and told me it was her private line and caller ID would not give away the number. "Call you mom and let her know ya made it okay." She showed me where the bathroom was and told me that after I called my mom to hop in the shower. She told me to wait on the bed for her with Candy Pink dreams. I called my mom and she was happy to hear all was fine. I felt a little bad describing the campus I had not even seen yet. I said god bye and took a long hot shower. I sat on her, I mean our bed and waited. Chapter 5 I was there waiting for about half an hour and it was well worth it. Her make up was every bit as dramatic as at the airport but softer. Pink eye shadow and pink lipstick. She had pretty pink ribbons in her lovely long blonde hair in ponytails. She wore a pink satin under bust corset, long pink satin gloves and white silk stockings with ribbons on the garters. I let my eyes wander down her body to her perfect, round DDD cup breasts and then down to her beautiful erection tied in a satin bow like a gift for me. I couldn't stop looking in her beautiful blue eyes as she told me to just lay back and relax. She began by rubbing her satin gloved hands over my chest and found my nipples. She worked here way down to my cock than and began to oh, so gently stroke me. "So beautiful my baby, such a beautiful face and such a gorgeous cock." She began to kiss my neck and started to kiss her way down to my nipples. I moaned as she began to lick and suck at my swollen nipples. She kissed her way down and began kissing my cock so lovingly. She ran her tongue up the shaft and I arched my back and gasped at the pleasure I was feeling. "Oh sweetie, those stupid girls at your school had no idea what they were missing." She took my cock into her mouth and swallowed all of me. She didn't suck my cock. She made love to it with her mouth. "Don't cum yet sweet heart, not yet baby." she whispered. She reached for a tube and put some lube on the tip of my cock and straddled me. She lowered her body down and I was inside her. I lay there and began to buck my hips and looked into her eyes. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen in my life. A special girl adored around the entire world and lusted after by millions of men and she was with me. I felt her own beautiful "clit" bounce on my tummy as she rode me. I felt it coming then and let out a cry as I shot my seed deep into her. She collapsed forward onto me and we kissed and kissed. "No one honey, no one has ever cum in me before. Only for you sweet heart, only for you." I was so touched by that and began to kiss her neck and lick my way to her nipples. I soon found myself at her cock. I had never in my life had any desire to be with a male but her cock was part of her. She was beautiful to me and there was nothing I would not do for her. I took her beautiful girl cock in my mouth. I just did to her what she had done to me and soon I was lowering myself onto her. She looked at me with so much love as I let her sex sink into my body. It hurt at first but soon began to feel wonderful. I just rode her as I watched the incredible, Barbie doll like beauty writhe and moan underneath me. I felt her stiffen and felt her orgasm. I felt her warmth flood my bowels then. I fell forward into her arms and said, "I love you Candy, I love you." She smiled and just said, "Oh baby doll, I love ya too so much." We made love for hours then. We each had three more orgasms and then she stripped off her corset and gloves and we showered together. Even after her make up was off she was still the prettiest girl in the world. Not the glamour goddess who had made love to me but the hot girl next door. That night we slipped between the satin sheets and she took me in her arms. We cuddled and kissed for hours as we talked of our dreams. I told her about my life at home and how I always secretly wanted to be a girl. I let it all pour out then and began to cry in her arms. She just held me and told me she knew, she understood. She was crying too. She pulled me into her arms and I laid my head on her chest. As I began to drift off to sleep in her arms I heard her heart beating and felt her warmth. As I just listened to her heartbeat I realized that as beautiful and sexy as she was, the most beautiful thing about Candy Pink was her heart. Chapter 6 I awoke the next morning feeling those incredible satin sheets sliding on my body. Candy was already at her computer drinking coffee and it looked like outlook express was open. She was answering her fan mail and checking on her business. She had on a pair of pink satin shorts and a little pink cut off T-shirt and of course her pink hair ribbon. "So beautiful" was my first thought. When she noticed I was a wake she said, "Good morning sleepy head." She ran over and gave me a huge hug and a big wet kiss. I asked her how long she had been up and she told me since 5:30 and had been working. "The reason I didn't write for so long that time after we began to email was that I was putting in 12 hour days getting site work done ahead." I was amazed that it took that much work and very honored that she did all that to have more time to spend with me. She told me she was about done and that we should go downstairs and have some breakfast. I watched her as she fed Mr. Boots his breakfast and gave him a morning kiss too. As she made us eggs and home fries she told me that today was going to be girly boot camp day and she would wear her boots! After breakfast she told me to go and shower and shave off the little body hair I had and the peach fuzz on my face. I watched her take a small purple pill with her OJ and asked what it was. "Just a mild estrogen baby doll, if you do well we will have you on them too." She made up another plate of food then and told me to head up to the shower. I headed upstairs and looked out at the morning sun through the window and noticed she was walking across the street with a tray. There was a very old woman with a walker seated on a rocker on a porch. I just watched as Candy Pink, the world famous shemale fetish porn star set up the tray for the old woman. She went into her home and came out carrying her trash and struggled to get it to the curb. Then she went in again and came out with a blanket and covered the old woman's shoulders. I watched as the old lady smiled and drew her into a hug. Candy gave her a kiss on the cheek and headed back. I went into the shower and started to shave all over. I decided to not tell Candy what I had seen. As I showered I couldn't get her out of my mind. I also noticed I was feeling a strange tightness in my chest I had never felt before as I thought of her. My cock had led me out here but this feeling had nothing to do with sex. I was starting to fall in love with Candy Pink. After my shower she called over to me from the changing room that I could play on her computer if I liked. At least it gave me something to put my mind into. She had a Compaq with Win XP pro, fire wire, USB2 and an AMD Athlon series 3000 processor. It had Photoshop 7.0, FTP and a few video-editing programs Photoshop was minimized so I took a look at that she was working on. There was a photo up of her in a leather corset in full glam make up, crotch high lace up leather boots and shoulder length kid gloves with one of her VS 120's hanging from the corner of her lip as she held a bullwhip. My cock was now as hard as rock looking at bad girl Candy Pink. As always she had that pink ribbon in her hair making the image that much more twisted and sexy. Looking at the history slate I saw that she had resized, adjusted levels, unsharp mask and then dodged an area I assumed were the boots and burned in another area I guessed was her face. She must take so much pride in her work to do all that to her photos. I realized she was a pro when it came to photo editing. I was looking through a folder called art then. It was full of very artistic wallpapers made with her photos and some very creative art she had made from them. I was watching a video clip she had made with music dubbed in when I heard her heels clicking in the hall. The Candy who came in was the same Candy in that photo in Photoshop! She just pulled me into a hug and said, "Come on hunny bunny, time to be a girly girl." She just looked so incredible in leather! No matter how severe her make up or outfit were she still looked like a sweet angel. She had me take a seat at that vanity in her dressing room facing away from the mirror. She started with foundation and powder and then went to work on my eyes. "So beautiful baby doll, you are gonna be soooo gorgeous." She used pinks on my eyes and lips and put me in upper and lower lashes. She slipped me into pink silk stocking and pink satin bloomers as I moaned in pleasure at the touch. It felt like heaven when she slipped on that little pink satin maids uniform into my body. She finished my dressing with long satin gloves and a pair of 3 inch white heels. She told me in time I would have my own long hair if I started hormones and then put me in a long, honey blonde wig that looked like her hair. She gave me Candy Pink Ribbons like hers in my hair and told me to look in the mirror. I wasn't the knock out she was but I was very pretty. Candy then opened the drawer in the vanity and showed me a photo. The photo looked not exactly like I did but very close. She told me that it was she before hormones and several facial plastic surgeries. She was so cute even then. Candy told me she also had breast and butt implants to get her body. "If being a girl is what is truly in your heart I will help you all the way sweet girl." She also told me that if it wasn't for me she would not love me one bit less. We went back to our room then and made love girl to girl. I knew then in my heart it was what I wanted. For the next week I lived every moment in girl mode. At times I was so clumsy and made so many mistakes but she never once got angry. She just guided me and loved me as I learned how to talk and walk like a girl. How to sit and eat like a young lady for her. She taught me how to do glamour make up and ordinary "just be a girl" make up. I learned to style my wig and care for it until my own hair could grow in. At night we made love in our little bed on those pink satin sheets. Every night I would fall asleep listening to her heart. Even as we would turn and toss in the night we were always touching, knowing the other was there. I just felt closer to her each day. It happened one morning my third week there. I had woken up to find her hard at work at her computer in just a pair of satin bloomers and a little bow in her hair. I was just looking at her thinking how wonderful she was when I felt that tightness in my chest grow and become a burning sensation in my heart. It just welled up inside and began to glow and I felt it start to spill from my eyes as tears. I was afraid then, afraid to tell her because I didn't want to scare her away. I had to tell her and I just choked out her name. She came to me then and took my hands in hers. "Hunny doll, what's wrong?" "I love you Candy Pink, I love you." She said she knew that and I just said no, "I don't just love you, I am in love with you." I just broke then and sobbed and choked out, "You are my world, my everything." I was worried then because she had started to sob, her chest rising up and tears poured down her beautiful face. She managed to choke out, "I'm in love with you too. You're my world hunny doll, my whole wide world." As soon as I heard her say those words the burning in my chest grew and became a white-hot sun. I loved her so much it hurt. "Why does it hurt"? We fell into each other arms and cried and cried. "I love you forever my Candy Pink girl, for this life and beyond." She whispered in my ear then, "Forever, forever and always." I don't know how long that hug lasted but I knew then that if it were to never end it would be all that I would ever need to be happy. I wish I could have just held her until the end of time. Chapter 7 I started school on the 2nd as Mandy Cassella. It was strange at first but my nerves settled fast as I noticed I was the prettiest girl there. I became more and more of a girl each week and started on mild hormones. Enough to round out my features a bit but not enough to kill me sex drive. I had to struggle at first in school but I wanted my Candy Pink girl to be proud of me and I was soon back to a 4.0 average. After school I began to see Dr. Rosen for laser hair removal and he began to map my face for the day I turned 18. The two years just flew by and after I graduated I went home for a week and told my parents. Ralph freaked out at first and mom cried. In the end Ralph told me I was his kid and always would be. My mom just smiled and told me I would be a gorgeous girl and asked me to do a cheerleader photoset for her! I just missed my Candy so much that week and felt as if I had left half of myself behind. I returned to Mt. View and began the surgeries. My face was done first and then my breast and butt implants. My hair had grown out long and blonde. When I was done I looked like a cross between Britney Spears and Catherine Denuve. I was Mandy Pink now. Candy and Mandy were a huge hit on the web. We billed ourselves as sisters and began to only do shoots with each other. We both agreed that we loved each other too much to have sex with any other people even for the site. Later that year we went to LA to an exclusive fetish shop and had our wedding corset gowns custom made in Candy Pink satin. We drove up to Big Sur and stood on a mountain overlooking the ocean and exchanged our vows before the stars. Our marriage may not have been legal in the eyes of the hard hearts of men but it was legal in our hearts and the eyes of God. We exchanged our rings inscribed with just one word, "Forever." I loved her more each day and in time we had outgrown the little pink cottage and needed more space. We headed out one day to see a real estate agent but never made it to the car. We just looked in each other's eyes and decided to make do then. We couldn't bear to part with our little home. The years flew by and we had a wonderful life. In my eyes she never changed and was always just as gorgeous as the day I had met her. She really seemed to never age but had a face-lift at 40. I did the same but at 45 she looked in the mirror and started to cry. In the past few years our site had slowed down. She told me she felt so old and I held her in my arms and told her she would always be beautiful to me. I did a few more solo shoots after that but my heart wasn't in it. We began to hire models then to shoot but it was so expensive. Times were hard but we had each other and got by somehow. We still held each other in our bed each night and as long as I could fall asleep hearing her heart I knew we could survive. By the time she was 60 she still showed me so much love but never talked in her cute little valley babe voice again. We had a small pension that came due and a small social security check and we got by. She stopped looking at our old photos then. It just hurt her too much. By the time she was 70 she became very frail. I began to have to help her to stand and then to even dress. I stayed with her day and night and cared for her so much, still loving her more each day and sleeping next to her heart. She was 75 when she became bed ridden and I would bring her food and do everything for her. I never minded at all and was just happy to still have her heart. She was almost 76 when she stopped eating. The doctor came by and just shook his head and told me her organs were shutting down. Later that night she could barley speak but she whispered in my ear, "I luv ya so much my hunny, my doll." I just put my head to her heart and soon I heard that one last soft beat. I just held her and begged her to please come back. My whole world was gone and it just hurt so much. I just cried and held her for hours and hours. I had to let go then and say my good bye to her. I spent every last penny I had then to have her buried in her pink wedding gown in a Candy Pink Satin lined casket. I had them put the bow that she had worn the day that we met in with her and kissed her one last time. I had a little head stone made in pink granite shaped like a heart Candy Pink She had the worlds most beautiful Heart. Chapter 8 I would lay in our bed at night in the now empty cottage and just look at her photos. I went to the cemetery each day for a month and bought her one pink rose with a Candy Pink ribbon tied to the stem. At the end of that month I had to stop going. It was getting harder and harder for me to walk. I felt weaker each day and soon it was hard to even eat soup. All I could do was to lie in our bed and miss her. I began feeling so cold one day and couldn't get warm. It was hard but I pulled myself to the dresser and pulled out those same pink satin sheets we had first made love on back on the bed. My sweet Candy had them cleaned and preserved after that night. I just held one of her ribbons and lay back down. I felt myself going cold and numb then and closed my eyes. I felt lost at first but then there was a bright pink light. I found that I was young again and in my wedding corset. It was a long hallway that looked so much like the hallway I had walked down so many years past at the airport where I met her that very first day. It was another Candy Pink "pure holy" moment. She hadn't spotted me yet so I had a chance to just stare and take it all in for a moment. She was even more beautiful than she was that first day! She had long, honey blond hair that fell like a waterfall long and straight with bangs like a Barbie Doll. She had on a crisscross black leather halter-top that hardly held in her beautiful breasts. Around her waist was a tiny black leather garter belt with garter straps running down into her ultra mini leather hot pants. Seamed black silk stockings with big candy pink bows in satin tied to the garters and a pair of pretty pumps with 7-inch heels! To complete the look she had on a pair of over the elbow black leather skintight gloves. She held a hot pink marabou purse decorated with ribbons and instead of that ribbon in her hair she had a Candy Pink Halo. She ran to me then and cried, "Hunny bunny baby doll, I luv ya so much." I hugged her then forever, my Candy Pink Shemale Angel. The End