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College Girl (part 2) By Holly Day (Please read part one of the story before reading this story) I was now part of the sex industry in a way I could never have imaged a year ago. The added income from the party and the promise of future parties has made life easier. My savings had increased faster than planned making a few luxuries affordable. I shopped at a couple trendy places and saw a couple outfits that I just had to have. However I still shopped at the thrift stores for my vintage clothing and other needs. The biggest purchase though was a used car so that I didn't have to take taxis or use mass transit which as a female now seemed a bit unsafe. It was just so weird. I was living as a girl, making a living by pandering to men while all the while planning for a normal future. The boss evidently liked me and I always was the waitress of choice for his table, however he never made a play for me even though I knew he would take the entertainers home on occasion for a private dance. What would my father think of his boy now? I am so tempted to rub his nose in it if I weren't convinced that he'd report me to the vice squad. I think that when I'm through with this part of my life, I'll drop it on him like a load of bricks. I still wonder what my mother would say. She has been so very subservient to that bastard for over twenty years. Would she like having a daughter for the next year or two? Or would she side with her husband and turn her back on me? She never recognized what they had when they had me, so why would she now? Well I need to block it out of my mind, if I am to keep my sanity. I really haven't done that bad. I have a year of college behind me with good grades. I have employment that allows me to continue in school. I have a roof over my head, clothes on my back and food in my stomach. I also have friends. At least I hope I have friends. The summer went quickly. My weight had dropped by ten pounds and I was now a size four. My bra size was nearly a 34B. My wardrobe was too large for me and I had to buy some new lingerie, skirts and other essentials. It was a never ending cost that I hadn't considered and my savings suffered. Also I needed a new male wardrobe for school; I went to the store and tried on some men's clothing. No matter what I wore I looked like a girl in men's clothing. Putting on an athletic bra, I tried again, but just I looked like a flat-chested girl wearing men's clothing. How in the world was I going to blend in with male students this year? They were all a year older and their hormones were steadily making them more virile. I on the other hand had lost most of my body hair and shaved that which remained. What muscles I had had were now gone from dieting. My body now had the shape of a young woman's and even my mannerisms were feminine. On my next trip to the doctor I told him of my dilemma. "Jackie you have been on hormones for nine months. What did you expect? Your testicles no longer function and probably will never function as they once did. That's why we had your sperm stored remember? As long as you continue on the hormones you will remain a female. After you stop and over time you may get back some of your virility, but the breasts will always be yours." Then he added, "Would you like to stop now?" Without even thinking I blurted, "No, I'm fine." Then I thought of what I had just said. Did I actually want to be a girl or was I in it for the money. I thought I was in it for the money and my acceptance of my situation was my way of coping. Down deep I already knew what the doctor had just told me, but I kept telling myself that I needed to pay for my education. "I still need money for college." "Now have you saved up enough money to pay for your education so that you can stop?" "No," I said looking down. "I've spent too much money shopping. You know shoes, cosmetics, outfits, you know." "Yes, being a girl can be expensive. Just try to put more aside so you can stop. In the mean time I suggest that you go to school this year as a girl. I'll contact your boss and have him have his attorney draw up the necessary papers." "Thanks doctor. You've been a great help." I left happy but also sad. I would be able to go back to college but my friends would all find out that I was now living as a girl. I'd just have to explain to them that it would only be for a year and that I would be changing back as soon as my finances were better. As I got dressed for work that evening I looked at myself in the mirror. My dark hair was down to my shoulders and full. The last of my hair extensions were gone. My makeup was perfect. Not a trace of acne. My ears were adorned with beautiful emerald earrings and a matching necklace hung in my cleavage. My nails were perfectly manicured. My uniform showed my slender shoulders, arms and legs. My figure was developing just like those of the women in my family. I now had beautifully shaped breasts, a narrow waist and a firm round bottom. I was my own wet dream except for the fact that I no longer had wet dreams. In my more recent dreams I wasn't even the male. I was the woman being ravished and I always woke with a big smile. Destiny greeted me at the club that night. "The boss told me that you were having the legal work done to change your gender." "Yes until I can change back into being a man. I need it so I can continue school." "We'll see," said Destiny, "I've never heard of anyone changing twice." I went over to the boss' table and met the attorney, Jack. "I'm glad to see you're getting this done. It's the best thing. It removes so much confusion." "I need it to go back to school." "Whatever the reason, you'll be much happier not having to explain why your driver's license does match your face. Here we need you to sign these forms. This first one says that you are changing your name >from James Raymond Jones to Jamie Lynn Jones." I took the pen and signed away my name. "Now this form already signed by your doctor says that you are a transsexual. It will allow the court to change your gender to female on all prior records." "On all prior records? Like what?" I stammered. "Your birth certificate, driver's license, social security number, everything." "Do I have to?" "Yes you have to." I trembled as I signed my new signature, Jamie Lynn Jones, to the document. "Done, State University has a new coed," said my boss. "And as payment for this worthy effort, Jamie you will be Jack's escort for tomorrow evening." I gulped. I had just prostituted myself for the paperwork to make it possible to go back to school. The next evening Jack picked me up and took me to dinner. He was really quite a gentleman. He opened doors for me and pulled out my seat. He took me on the dance floor and glided me around. He then took me back to his place and really showed me what it was like to be a woman. He made me a drink and then started getting close. I could feel his breath on my neck. Then he started kissing my neck as his right hand started massaging my breast. I nearly dropped my drink but managed to put it on the coffee table. He then moved to my mouth. He was so smooth that I begged him to fuck me. Afterwards we showered together and he dried me off. After getting dressed he drove me home and walked me to the door. There he lingered and gave me a very deep romantic kiss. I melted in his arms and said goodnight as I pulled myself into the apartment. "Had a good time I see," said Destiny sitting on the couch. "Wonderful," I heaved. In the next couple of weeks the lawyer gave me a form to take to the bureau of motor vehicles that would allow me to get a new driver's license. He also gave me a form that along with my driver's license would change my school records. I quickly went through the process and in two days I was again enrolled at State University as my new self. I then went out and bought clothing appropriate for a sophomore girl since most of my clothing was really not appropriate for the classroom. I needed longer skirts, sweaters, jeans and long sleeve blouses for the colder weather that was coming. I was still spending money I needed to save. But first things first I needed to look like a respectable college student even if my job involved being a waitress at an alternative lifestyle night club. The forms kept coming for a month. I now had a new social security card and - most disturbing - a new birth certificate that listed me as female. Getting this all changed back could be a problem so I saved copies of all of the forms that I had filled out. The day before my classes were to begin, I went to the bookstore to buy books and supplies. I was wearing jeans that showed off my legs and bottom. Not wanting to have any unsightly bulges in my pockets, I carried a small purse for all my incidentals, ID and money. I had found it at a sidewalk fair. It had a beaded design with a puppy on the outside flap. My demi-cup bra was barely visible under my pink cotton blouse. On my feet I was wearing white tennis shoes with pink shoe strings and a pair of cute ankle socks. Since I no longer had to confine my hair styles to those that worked with a man's pony tail, I went for a shorter bob with bangs which would be easier to handle. With just a bit of makeup on, I looked the part of a college girl. While standing in line to make my purchases I ran into Amber and Ashley. We all were at bit startled. I wasn't sure if they would want to talk to me and they weren't quite sure if I was who they thought I was. Finally Amber said, "My look at you. I hardly recognized you. Turn around for us." I did and they let out sounds of astonishment. "Are those real," Ashley asked referring to my chest but trying not to point." "Yes, I'm almost a 34B." "Whoa, did this all happen this summer or did you start last year?" "Last year I'm afraid. At first the boss at the club wanted it then when my acne cleared up I didn't want to stop. Time just got ahead of me and I needed my job." "So have you gone all the way?" "No and I don't plan to. I only plan on continuing until I have saved enough for my education." "Does the school know about this?" "Yes, I had to change my records to reflect my outward appearance. As far as they are concerned I'm a female now. I'll change back later." "Really?" said Ashley. "You are pretty. I think you should have always been a girl." "But Ashley, last year when we went out you thought of me as a possible boyfriend didn't you?" "Maybe, but now I would rather have you as a girlfriend." "Thanks, I think. How about just for this year, think of me as a girlfriend. I hope to have this all straightened out by next year." "Sure," she giggled. "This year you are one of us." I breathed a deep sigh of relief. "I was so worried about how my friends would react." "Don't worry about us. It's the guys you'll have to worry about." In a worried voice I responded, "Do you think they'll be mad and avoid me?" "Heavens no, you'll have to beat them off with a stick." We all laughed as we made our way to the checkout counter to complete our purchases. We exchanged cell phone numbers and then went our separate ways. I was feeling a lot better when I got back to the apartment. Destiny was cleaning when I got there. "Did you get everything you need, college girl?" "Yes, I have my course books and supplies. Now I need to get on the internet and find out what the professors expect us to do before our first classes." "So how do you think your old school friends are going to react?" "Oh I met a couple of them in the bookstore and they were great. Ashley and Amber both accepted me as a girlfriend." "So you haven't met any of the guys yet?" "No, should there be a problem?" "There is a lot of hate out there, so be careful who you reveal yourself to." "I gulped. I don't see how I'm going to keep it a secret. Too many people already know me and word travels fast." "Then girl you're going to have to have a strong group of friends, who will watch out for you. Remember never to lead an unsuspecting man on. You never know when he may turn angry." Her words rang true. I would need to be with a group of people for protection while I was on campus. Later that evening we drove over to the club and changed into our costumes. The boss asked me how my preparations for school went. I told him how I had met a couple friends. I also told him of the concerns that Destiny had expressed. He leaned back in is chair. Then in a very serious voice he said, "If anyone touches you or threatens you, just let me know. I have friends who will make sure you remain safe understand?" "Yes sir. I think I do and thank you," I said, wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing his cheek." "Ok enough of that. Get to work college girl." I had never had anyone look out for me before. It felt wonderful. He actually cared. The next day I had my first class. Brian was there too and recognized me immediately. The summer had been good for him. He had been working construction and his muscles were well toned and he was well tanned. "Jamie, you look beautiful. I assume you're still working at the club." "Yes, it's paying very well. Please, let's talk after class when there aren't so many people around. Ok?" "Sure Jamie I want to hear all about your summer," he said, and then he winked at me. After class we walked to the quad at sat on a bench. "So Jamie, have you decided to become a woman? From where I'm sitting, you look like you're passed the point of no return." That sent a shudder down my spine. "I don't think so. I'm just going to have a longer period transitioning back once I've saved enough money." "From the fit of your jeans I can't tell there is anything there." "Well there is and stop looking at my crotch," I said with a huff. "Don't get angry Jamie I just wasn't sure if you had anything removed." "No nothing has been removed but I am a lot smaller now," I said lowering my head. Wanting to change the subject I added, "I saw Amber and Ashley yesterday." "Really, are they still hot?" "Yes I guess so," realizing that I had not even considered checking them out. "They were really nice and accepted me as one of their girlfriends. We exchanged phone numbers and everything." "Do you think you could match me up with Amber? I really had a crush on her last year but our little trip down mammary lane side tracked me." "Sure," I said realizing that I was acting as female friend lining up a date for a boy. Looking at him I realized how virile he was now. His hands were rough from hard work and his face was beginning to mature. A girl would be happy to go out with him. I found myself staring. "What are you looking at?" he said. "Oh, oh nothing," I stammered. He smiled knowingly. "It's ok. You're a girl. You're allowed to stare at a boy." I blushed and lowered my head. We then got up and went to our different classes. I had a doctor's appointment later that day. I showed up as I was dressed at school. The nurse let me in. I had to completely disrobe because the jeans were too cumbersome. Putting on the robe, I sat on the table dangling my feet. The doctor walked in and asked how his favorite patient was doing. I answered, "fine Doctor." "Good lets see how you have progressed." I stood on the scale and weighed in at 125 pounds. "Excellent, now let's check your heart." Placing the stethoscope on my chest he had me breathe deeply making my breasts heave. He then took my pulse and blood pressure. "All is quite normal. Please open your robe. He then gave me my first breast examination. "Now watch how I'm checking your breast for lumps. You should learn to do this yourself. There's nothing to be afraid of. If we find anything it is best to get it early." I had been felt up before but this was different. It was clinical, not erotic, and afterwards I thanked him. Now lie back and let me examine you down below. He lifted my flaccid penis to one side and felt my testicles. Then he had me stand up and bend over the table. Using some lubricant he checked my prostate. "Ok everything appears normal." Looking over my shouldered I said "Normal?" in a very puzzled way. "For a preoperative transsexual that is," he responded. He then rubbed my butt with alcohol and gave me my shoots. "I thought I would transition back to a man this year. Not become a transsexual." "Jamie you are a transsexual already and as long as you come back for your booster shots you will be. You have several options. You can stop now and give up your job. Or, you can keep taking your injections as you are doing now and transition in a couple years. Or we can speed up the process with an orchiectomy." "A what?" "It means the removal of the testicles. They are only getting in the way of your transformation." "No way am I going to be castrated. After this year I'll have plenty of money saved up and I will be a man again!" "Ok don't get your panties in a bind. We'll talk again later this year when I think you will understand better. You see these hormones are not just changing your body; they are changing your mind. In another year you may not want to transition back. I'm not saying that is always the case but most of those that I have seen never turn back." "You'll see I will change back." "Jamie, you were wearing girls clothes the second time I saw you. That wasn't true of Brian. I'm right and deep down you know it." I left knowing he was right about Brian and hoping he was wrong about me. I didn't have to go to work that evening so I met up with Ashley and Amber at their apartment. They wanted to know all about my summer. I explained how I had moved out of the dorms and in with a transsexual entertainer. Ashley smiled, "So is she your mentor?" "Not really, but she is a friend, and she has been helping me adjust, and advising me, and ... Oh damn she is my mentor!" Ashley and Amber started to laugh. "You were always so easy to lead. All we did was put you in a cheerleader costume and get you to that club. It seems others have being leading you ever since." "That may be true, but I don't have to worry about money, and I don't have to go begging to those self absorbed worthless parents of mine." We sat in silence for a moment then I interjected. "Say Amber do you remember Brian from last year." "You mean your girlfriend," said Amber. "No he was my boyfriend," at which I stopped and we all laughed. "Yes him, he is all man this year. You should see him. He's really bulked up and tan. He worked construction this last summer and is really hot." "Why are you telling me this?" asked Amber. "Well he asked me if I could set him up with a date. Please do it for me. He really is a nice guy and a good friend." "Ok I'll check him out. Did you give him my phone number?" "No, but I do have his." "Ok have him call me. We can go to a movie or something." "Fabulous that was fun. I never set up a date for a friend before," and we all giggled. "Speaking of dates have you ever been on a date as a woman, Jamie?" asked Ashley. "Well," smiling sheepishly, "I have. But it was more like being an escort." "You mean you were an escort." "It was in payment for the legal work that had to be done to get me back in school." "You mean you went out with a lawyer?" "Yes, and he was a dreamboat." Amber and Ashley leaned in. "Tell us all about it." "Well there really isn't much to tell. He took me to dinner at a very exclusive restaurant and then we went back to his place for drinks and then he took me home." "Ok, what really happened? No man takes a woman to an expensive restaurant and home to his place for drinks and nothing happens." "Ok, but not a word to anyone else promise?" "Promise," said Amber and Ashley in unison. "Jack picked me up in his Jaguar. He looked quiet handsome in is Armani suit. He stood about 6" 2" and weighed about 200lbs, his jaw was square and his eyes were a warm brown. His hair was graying at the temples and had the most beautiful wave in it. First the dinner was a fantastic Nuevo cuisine. We danced to soft music and he really knew how to lead a woman around the dance floor. Well when we got to his place we had a couple drinks on top of the wine I had had at the restaurant. He started sweet talking me and backed me into the sofa. He then started kissing me and caressing my breasts. I was so intoxicated that I responded. He removed my bra and suckled on my breast while I stroked his beautiful wavy hair. I then pushed him back and undid his belt and pants. His monster sprung out. It must have been nine inches long and thick. I couldn't help myself. I wanted that cock. I kissed the tip and then licked it from the base to the tip. I took as much of it into my mouth as I could. He then held my head as I gave him the best blow job I'd ever given. After that he carried me to his bedroom and fucked me up the ass twice, the first time doggy style and the second time face to face with my legs over his shoulders. Afterwards we showered together and then he dressed me. Even as we said goodbye at my door, he laid a French kiss on me that made me go weak at the knees and willing to do it all over again." Amber and Ashley were stunned. "Whow, you really are a girl aren't you," said Ashley. "Well not completely," I answered, blushing. "Wait," said Amber, "you said the best blow job you'd ever given." "That's right," said Ashley. "I meant the best I could give." "No we both heard it," said Amber, "how many blow jobs have you given?" "Five," I whispered, and the two of them rolled over laughing. School was going very well. I was acing all of my exams. Amber, Ashley and I met for lunch each day. Amber and Brian had hit it off great. Brian had kept his word and was spending money taking her to concerts and things. At work my tips were better than ever. My friends would show up on college night and I always waited on them. I had to spend more on costumes this year. For football season I had a darling football jersey that just covered my chest and left my midriff bare along with a matching miniskirt in our school colors. The boss insisted that I get a belly button ring and paid for the piercing and a couple rings. It hurt like hell but it went well with the many of the costumes. For Halloween I had a very pretty fairy outfit with wings and lots of glitter. My friends really thought it fit me. For Christmas I got a very sexy red costume with fluffy white collar and fringe on the skirt revealing a lot of cleavage and leg. The cap was adorable. The boss thought he was giving me a very nice gift when he took me out to get my tongue pierced. I had no idea until we got there because he wanted to surprise me. I must admit I was very surprised but not in a good way. I knew better than object so I pretended to like it. Little did I realize that it was really meant as a gift to his business friends at the next party. Just before Christmas the next business party was arraigned at his home again. This time it was an indoor event and we were all dressed in baby doll nighties. Mine was red with a sheer see through nightie with white trim and a satin bra and panty set. The gentlemen were even more impressed than last time. It had been five months since the last party. I was now quite curvy and my breasts were a full 34B. Only one of the men was a repeat from the first time. He told me that I was even sexier than before. He liked that I had filled out even nicer in the bottom and top. I guess he was right. My clothing was getting a bit tighter in those areas. My weight hadn't changed so I must have lost even more muscle. I looked in the mirror and really, really looked at myself. My bottom was indeed nicely round and my arms and shoulders were indeed more slender. At the end of the evening the limo took Destiny and me back to our apartment. "What are you going to do with your money?" asked Destiny. "This goes into the bank for my tuition next year. I've really managed to save a lot this year." "Why don't you spend some of it on a vacation to the islands with some of the other girls?" she asked. "No I have plans and that would just postpone them." "Suit yourself, but you're going to miss out on having a good time." "No thanks but I'll just work through the Christmas season. I need the time off for my studies during the coming quarter." "I give you credit for your determination, but you're going to miss a good time, girlfriend." We got home and the next day Destiny left for the Bahamas leaving me alone in the apartment for the Holidays. I didn't mind actually. I had been so busy that I needed the quiet time. I worked at the club but with the students gone and people partying at each other's homes, the business was quite slow. On the positive side the customers who did show up were very generous and I didn't have to share them with many other girls. Other than that I had time to myself and just relaxed. Christmas eve I dressed in my best school clothes and attended a Christmas Eve service at a local church. It was just so nice being around so many happy people. Christmas day I slept in and later went to see a movie at the Cineplex. It was a nice romantic comedy and I pictured myself as the female lead. The next week things started picking up again. The girls were all getting back and New Year's Eve was packed. My costume for New Years Eve was a tuxedo like jacket over a one piece body suit showing off my cleavage and booty. Stilettos and shear panty hose was the leg uniform for the winter. When the wind came through an open door, the girls were always the first to feel it. The customer's loved it when a cold wind would cause my nipples to harden and show through my costume. Winter quarter started and my circle of friends was again expanding. There was Amber and Ashley, along with Brian, who was now dating Amber and a new friend of Ashley's named David. I liked David, but I viewed him as competition even though I was dressed outside my real gender. We became a study group and helped each other with our course work. Every Saturday and Sunday afternoon we would get together and work at the library or student union. It benefitted us all and our grades provided it. For Mardi gras I was dressed as a harem girl. The boss loved that one because he viewed me as one of his harem. I think I was one of favorites. I was never late and never caused problems with the other girls. He liked to call me "college girl" and I started calling him by his real first name, Antonio. I would almost sing when he came in. I always got to wait at his table where the customers always tipped well. Other girls would come and go but I was the reliable one. The only problem with getting so close was I that I constantly had to say no to propositions. It was one thing to be included in the large parties, but going out with strange men seemed too dangerous. The boss then decided to take charge and called me into his office. "Jamie, I know you don't feel comfortable dating men, but I need you to escort a few of my customers. Consider this as part of your job and your paycheck will reflect your effort." "But Antonio I don't want to get a reputation." "Don't worry about it. You aren't going to hustle. You are going to have a great time and make good money. These business colleagues are respectable men who need the service of an attractive woman, who have the qualities that you have. Most of them have already met you at my table and they have been pressuring me to set them up. You know how to behave and you speak well, something most of these girls don't know to do. In addition you'll get a wardrobe allowance for the best evening wear that is within reason." "But Antonio..." "No more discussion you will be going out Saturday night with Mr. Robert Turner who owns a local real estate company. Here is $1000 for clothing. Now get back to work and get ready for Saturday evening." I left his office a bit shaken. I didn't expect to have to face prostituting myself on a regular basis. Sure I went out with the lawyer once and I was one of the girls at the last two parties, but those were such a private affairs that I never worried about them becoming common knowledge. Now I would be seen by people on the arm of many different men. How was I going to keep it a secret? That week I had a hard time concentrating on my school work. Thank goodness I didn't have any exams scheduled. Destiny took me out shopping for the formal dress and the accessories I'd need for Saturday. She was proud of me like a big sister. "I know you don't want to be photographed or be an entertainer, but I think this will really suit you. You are so nice that men will naturally like to be with you." "Thanks, I think, but when I change back I really don't want any of this following me." "Sis, you don't have anything to worry about." Then putting one hand on her hip and shaking a finger at me she admonished, "Just stay away >from the stage and photographers that's my space." "Ok I'll stay out of your space," and we with both laughed. On Saturday evening I went to the club wearing my new clothing. The dress was black and extended down to my mid calf with a slit on one side. The body of the dress showed off my waist and the neckline showed just a little cleavage. With it I wore faux pearls and dangling pearl ear rings. My makeup was done for evening with eyeliner and eye shadow. Destiny had helped me with the makeup making me look at least twenty five years old instead of my real age of nineteen. I was carrying a small beaded black clutch purse, and wore a full length stylish black coat with a faux fur collar to keep me warm in the cold winter weather. I drove to the club and went directly to Antonio's table as instructed. Antonio and my date were seated as I arrived. They both stood up like gentlemen when I walked toward them. With a big smile, Antonio said, "my, the little girl is growing up. Let me introduce you to Bob Taylor. Bob this is Jamie." "Good evening Jamie. You look beautiful are you ready for the evening," said Bob. I smiled and said, "thank you." Then I lied, "I'm looking forward to it." He extended his arm and I took it. He took me out to his Lexus and opened the door for me. I got in making sure my dress was lined up before I buckled up and he closed the door. As we drove to the restaurant he put his hand on my knee and patted it. At the restaurant the valet took the keys and Bob came around and helped me out. Walking arm in arm to the maitre d', Bob told him his name and a waiter was called immediately to escort us to our table. Bob did the ordering. He ordered a bottle of wine along with the meal and started talking. We hit it off great. I told him of my classes and professors and he talked of his latest business deal. The conversation then switched over to plays and writers. I enjoyed plays but knew very little about them. He really impressed me with his knowledge. After dinner we went to the play and were escorted to loge seats. It was really great. He told me a little about each of the actors and the background of the writer. Afterwards we made our way back to his car and to his home. At the door I knew this was it. I liked him and was starting to get a warm feeling. He took my wrap and showed me into his living room and offered me a seat on the sofa. I kicked off my shoes and sat down with one leg under me. He then sat down next to me and looked into my eyes. Gently he kissed me and his right hand started to massage my breast. After a couple of minutes I turned my back to him so that he could undo my zipper. The dress had a built in bra so when I lowered the top my breasts were exposed to him. He then took his hand and slowly circled the areola of my left breast causing it to stiffen. He repeated the process on my right breast and then he kissed each one and licked them before gently suckling. As he became more aggressive I was going mad. He knew it and I couldn't help but find myself undoing his trousers. I immediately went to work on his cock. It was as long as my attorney, but he was substantial. Compared to me though, he was enormous. He didn't cum probably because of the sofa. He led me into the bedroom as we undressed each other. By the time we reached the bed we were completely naked. He sat on the edge of the bed and I kneeled between his legs taking his member into my moth again and getting him good and hard again. I took a condom and rolled it onto his member then looked up at him. He laid me on my side and then he lay behind me. Entering me from that position he fucked me. I felt painful at first but soon I was enjoying it. He then sat me in his lap and I started to ride him. This was new to me. I was actually controlling how I was being fucked. After fifteen minutes or so I felt him stiffen and his cock pulse with each spasm. I also came with a couple drips of clear fluid. Then we both collapsed. After we showered we climbed back into bed and smuggled until we both fell asleep. I woke in the morning seeing him getting dressed. "Did you sleep well he asked." "Yes," I said as I stretched my arms exposing my breasts from under the covers. "Good then let's get you dressed and I'll drive you back to your car." It felt strange to be wearing evening wear in the morning, but I really didn't have a choice. He was a gentleman all the way. When I got home Destiny was still in bed so I got changed and started my day. I had homework assignments due the next day and rushed off to my study group. >From then on I never worked in the club on Saturday evenings. I got to see operas, the symphony and the latest plays. I ate at the best restaurants and met some very nice gentlemen. Most were not that attractive and some were not very good lovers. One even had a problem with ED. My weekly paycheck was enormous compared to what I had been getting before tips. I was really going to be able to save up enough to complete my undergrad education. By the end of the summer I was sure I'd have enough. My friends all took spring break together in Florida while I stayed in town working. The pictures of the tripped showed them at some kick ass parties and group was always in swim suits except for one night when they had a formal dinner. They had so much fun that I wish I could have been there. But I would have been a fifth wheel and that made me even sadder so I put it out of my mind. I on the other hand had a very nice night as an escort to a very handsome gentleman who had driven me wild. By the beginning of spring quarter my friends were wondering where I was on Saturday nights. Occasionally they would come in expecting to find me, but I was nowhere to be found. Then on one Saturday in late May I was spotted an older gentleman at the theater. A couple of my friends had decided to go out and splurge that evening and go to the play. They were sitting up in the balcony and spotted me and him in the loge. Afterwards they saw him kiss me and lead me out of the theater with his hand on my ass. It was obvious to them what was going on. The next day Amber and Ashley had heard all about it when they met me for lunch. "We heard what you have been up to on Saturday nights," said Amber. "You have?" I replied trying to be nonchalant. "Yes, you're escorting aren't you?" said Ashley. "Why would you say that?" "Because Lisa and Tom spotted you at the theater," said Amber. "They were up in the cheap seats and saw that older man all over you." "He was just a friend." "Just a friend doesn't put he hand on your butt and squeeze it." "Ok it was as a favor to my boss. Ok?" "That was your boss?" "No it was a friend of my boss. Actually he was one of my boss's business associates." "So did he take you to a hotel afterwards or to his home?" "Amber, I really don't like where this conversation is going," I flustered. "Well then just answer us are you having sex with men every Saturday night?" "As long as you don't tell anyone else I'll answer." "Everyone else already thinks you do. We just want to give you a chance to 'fess up." "Okay," I said in a sheepish voice. "I have been sleeping with men." "Do they pay you?" asked Amber. "No it doesn't work that way." "Then how does it work?" asked Ashley. "If you must know my boss pays me a high salary and his friends do deals for each other to cover his costs. Everything looks quite legal on paper." "Then it is true. You are a prostitute," said Amber. "Yes it is true and thank you for not using the word whore. Please don't hate me. I really do value our friendship." "Ok," said Ashley, "we won't desert you. We just wanted you to be honest with us. Now what we really want is all the details. Tell us what it's like." They laughed. "How about later at your place where no one else can overhear us, please?" "Make that at six o'clock," said Amber. "I'll be there," I promised. We finished our lunch and went on to our classes. I noticed that I was getting a lot of looks from people I knew. Obviously the news had traveled fast. Even my male friends were looking me over with sexual gazes. Later that evening I filled them in on all the details. They wanted to hear every detail and I started to feel comfortable about telling them. We giggled when I described the men's cocks. They seemed to forget that I was ever a man. Even I was having problems remembering now. It felt good to have best friends that I could confide in. "Jamie some of the guys at school might even hit on you now," said Ashley. "I don't think it will last long. I still have this little problem between my legs," I said with a sigh in my voice. "You said that as if you didn't like your little problem," giggled Ashley. "Well I'm still male no matter what the legal papers say and when this is over I will be the male in a relationship." "Really you expect to change back now." "Well actually next year. By the end of the summer I should have enough saved for the last two years." "Are you sure you want to change back. You are a beautiful woman. Why would you want to be a pretty boy? It's not as if you ever were that manly and with your lack of development you will probably be a wimp. Besides how long has it been since you actually acted as a man? Do you know how?" "I know. I'm starting to wonder myself. Everybody likes me like this." Looking down at my breasts, I said, "When I do change back I'll have to have surgery to have these removed. Oh fuck, I never thought of that. I haven't planned on the money I would have to save for that surgery." "What surgery?" asked Amber. I pointed at my now very abundant breast. "A mastectomy," I answered. Both my friends cringed. "No you don't want that," they both said almost in unison. Obviously that was a frightening thing to say. I too didn't like the sound of it. It meant cutting off part of my body and even though I thought myself male I still liked my breasts. I mean I really liked my breasts! "Well then do you think I should cut off my penis and testicles?" I asked. They looked puzzled. Then Amber asked, "do they still work?" "No not really," I said. "Can we see them?" asked Ashley. "I guess so, but it's just a little embarrassing." "You're amongst friends Jamie. Let's see them." I got up and lowered my jeans and then lowered my panties. At first the girls saw nothing then I reached under and pulled my flaccid little member out and allowed my testicles to descent form their hiding place. Ashley reached out and took my cock in her hands. "It's like a like boy's penis and your balls are so soft and small. Can they really be restored to their former size?" I looked down at her, "no I doubt if I will ever be fully functional again. I did save sperm samples at a sperm bank just in case and now I know that is the only way that I will have children." Continuing to stroke my flaccid cock, Ashley said, "well that was a good idea, but most women want a man who can perform as a man and I don't think you will ever be able to do that. Maybe you could get testosterone shots and get it up, but it's so small that I for one won't be interested." That really hurt because I always thought that Ashley and I had a chance. Now I knew she would only ever be my friend but not my lover. "Now that we have seen your old equipment can we see your new equipment?" joked Amber. I knew she was referring to my breasts. "I will but only if you show me your equipment. After all we're all girls here." They both laughed and Amber began to strip. Seeing her, Ashley joined in. After they were naked, I completely stripped. They were awesome but my little guy was still asleep. Seeing my lack of arousal Amber said, "you are obviously one of us now. Every cock I've seen has come to attention when a naked woman was around. Ashley on the other hand was looking at my breasts. The areolas were the size of silver dollars and my nipples were the size of pencil erasers. They were raised in a second mound on my already well developed shapely breasts. "I think they're still growing. They're beautiful. What size is your mother?" "I know. My breasts are still sensitive to the touch. The doctor said that indicated continual growth and yes I like them too. I don't know what size my mother is, but she is large. My dad is only attracted to really big-breasted women." "Well I'd say you're going to grow a lot larger in the next year unless you stop now. I really don't know what to say, but you will have a difficult decision," concluded Ashley. She then reached up circled the nipple of my right breast with her finger causing me to blush and my nipple to harden. "Yes, you're definitely one of us." (to be continued)