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Twin Switch Chapter 33-36 By Cheryl Lynn This is a work of fiction featuring an evil step-mother who is determined to switch the sexual identities of her twin step-children. I highly recommend that you read all preceding chapters before reading this one. The basic plot to Chapter 33 was written by Trish Simpson who did a wonderful job. Thank you Trish. Chapters 34 plus had a lot of help from Troxis. This story may be downloaded for personal use only. Any other use not expressly authorized will be prosecuted to the fullest extent. Twin Switch The word "fear" did not even begin to describe the tremors pulsing through Chrissie's body as she came down the hallway toward the bedroom. Here she stood, feeling a bit miscast not only as a male but as a male verging on sexual conquest. The inflated appendage, although feeling a bit more familiar with each passing day, still seemed grossly unnatural. Thinking that now within a short time it would be sliding into a willing sexual partner was just too extreme to ponder. Chrissie was in a daze as she turned past the door and the daze became a thick mental fog as she saw Laurie perched on the side of the bed. Her legs were crossed and arm poised seductively holding a drink. "What fresh hell is this?" Chrissie thought as she gazed at Laurie who returned the look with a quick seductive smile. "Penny for your thoughts," Laurie quipped. "I could use the money," Chrissie nervously chuckled while her eyes averted Laurie's. "No time to be shy, Chris," Laurie countered then softly added. "Or should I say Chrissie?" "Whaaaaa..." Chrissie stammered. "I mean, uh, what would make you say something like that Laurie? What makes you think that I could possibly be Chrissie? You think I'm not man enough for you?" Chrissie's desire to drop the male charade suddenly vanished in the presence of the accusation. Chrissie strode toward the bed. It wasn't a confident stride that screamed "Male-in-heat coming" but it was a far cry from the smooth and measured gait of the girl Chrissie was mere months ago. Chrissie plopped down next to Laurie, again in a drastically different manner to everything Chrissie had been taught as a young woman. "Oooooohhhhhh. Down tiger! Guess I hit a nerve there," Laurie purred. Chrissie caught her breath she wasn't expecting that reply. She tried to make sense of her thoughts then decided to tell the truth. Lopsided truths but true none the less. "Yeah, I guess so. It's hard being a twin and having your twin being a girl. A lot of teasing," "Poor, poor baby, I imagine that could be really hard for a guy. Speaking of hard....." Laurie's voice trailed off as she moved her hand toward Chrissie's crotch and gently touched the inflated cock. "I guess girls don't have anything quite like this. So I guess I owe you an apology," she continued as she playfully circled a finger nail around the bulge in Chrissie's pants. Laurie's gentle nudge on the appendage sent a shiver through Chrissie's body as the inserted end tickled the very sensitive nerve endings inside her. The shiver continued, building to a lightning bolt driving toward Chrissie's extremities. Quick pulses of energy shot through Chrissie's arms and legs, awakening muscles and tightening them into knots of energy as her strokes became swifter and stronger. Chrissie's arm found its way to Laurie's shoulder and snaked behind her neck to touch the other shoulder. "And how do you propose to apologize" Chrissie asked while lowering her head to toward Laurie's. "What am I doing? This isn't me talking," One half of Chrissie's mind screamed. The internal ministrations of the dying female portion of Chrissie's psyche seemed to have little effect as Chrissie leaned in to kiss Laurie's awaiting glossy red lips. "I suppose I can start by doing this," Laurie whispered, moving her lips up to meet Chrissie's, planting them gently then pushed them harder in anticipation of Chrissie's return kiss. Laurie was not disappointed, as Chrissie drove her tongue skillfully through Laurie's lips and gently past her teeth into her wet mouth. Chrissie could feel Laurie's body begin to melt ever so subtly. She took it as an invitation to pull Laurie closer to her. Chrissie was surprised at her own strength. Months of hormones, months of weight lifting, months of "guy stuff" had seemingly honed her body for this very moment. Chrissie's innocent "kissy face" encounters with Laurie in the past had been a preview of this but the preview had only been a weak imitation of what was happening now. Much to Chrissie's amazement she felt an internal strength and desire welling up from everywhere within her body. Nerves popping, powerful breaths coming from deep within, her hands had a new found strength as they reached for Laurie and clutched her closer. "You are sooooo strong Chris. I just love that about you. You're becoming a wild beast and I really like that, "Laurie gushed breathily. Chrissie's hands now almost involuntarily went to work, slowly working their way around Laurie's body. Smoothly caressing her back and cradling her waist. She rolled Laurie into her, kneading her firm backside with one hand while exploring her inner thigh with the other. She continued for awhile, feeling stronger with each movement Laurie made in reaction to Chrissie's soft physical suggestions. "This is Not Right! You are supposed to be with a guy! You are not supposed to be a guy!" The voice within Chrissie's mind screamed. Chrissie stopped for a split second and almost shook her head but the allure of what was happening right in front of her was too much of a sensory overload and the voice receded once again. Chrissie's hands continued their journey sliding up underneath Laurie's breast, where she felt the edge of her bra. Chrissie slipped her hand underneath Laurie's shirt, gently touching her feminine midsection. For a moment she circled her finger around Laurie's navel then slowly reached up and placed her hand over the smooth satin cup of Laurie's bra. Cupping the breast still held in its satin prison Chrissie felt the rigid nipple with her thumb and began rubbing it with a firm but soft pressure. "This is heaven Chris. And you are so into it. Penny for your thoughts again?" Laurie said with a relaxed smile. Chrissie just grunted which produced a little smirk in its aftermath from Laurie "I guess I'll save the money because it's obvious what you are thinking," Laurie laughed softly. With that Chrissie's other hand found its way underneath Laurie's shirt and massaged the waiting breast. The soft lacy fabric of the bra was driving Chrissie wild as she felt more spasms shooting through her body. With an effortless move, one of Chrissie's hands moved to her back and found the bra's clasp. "It's been awhile since I wore one of these but it shouldn't be too....." Chrissie thought as the bra was loosed and Chrissie could feel the soft warm breast flesh and hardened nipples. "This was supposed to be you! A boy was supposed t do this to you!" the voice shouted within Chrissie's brain. Chrissie ignored the voice as her hands found the full ripe breasts freed of constrain and falling gracefully into Chrissie's calloused hands. The nipples were firm and erect and like putty between Chrissie's thumb and forefinger. Laurie shivered with every move, even the slightest movement caused her to purr, gasp and even whimper. Chrissie even saw a tear form in the corner of Laurie's eye as she melted in reaction to her touch when she applied a little more force. Laurie pushed Chrissie back moving away to pull her shirt over her head and cast the bra away. Then she moved toward Chrissie and removed her shirt. "My turn now," she quietly uttered as she moved her head toward Chrissie's chest and began to kiss it near the sternum. Chrissie's breathing became even deeper as Laurie's tongue moved toward his nipples. Chrissie was surprised to discover that although her nipples weren't as sensitive as they once were, Laurie's tongue and lips produced intense pleasure. With a shiver Chrissie lost her balance and reached for Laurie. They both fell back on the bed in a heap but Laurie's tongue and lips remained glued to Chrissie's chest. Chrissie now responded in kind to Laurie's ministrations. She gently took Laurie's face in her hands and leaned forward to kiss it. With the kiss the two became entwined with each other with legs snaking together and pulling their torsos in close. They pawed at each other with abandon, their mouths locked in passion. Their hands continued to explore each other with each move seemingly producing a groan of pleasure or squeal of joy. Chrissie found herself becoming more aggressive with each minute. Her tongue burrowed deeper into Laurie's mouth. Muscles she never knew she had now became stronger as they pulled Laurie closely into her. Chrissie was doing her best to draw Laurie's body right into her own. The need was great. Chrissie's hands seemingly by there own motivation moved lower on Laurie's body. She slowly unfastened Laurie's belt and reached her hand down towards Laurie's wetness. The smell of Laurie's excitement seemed to fill the room with its pungent aroma as Chrissie raised the waistband of Laurie's panties and snapped it gently. Laurie giggled. The smell of raw sex filling Chrissie's nostrils forced her head lower down towards the juncture of Laurie's thighs. As her head moved down the voice in her mind screamed out yet again, "What are you doing? The stuff on 'top' could be written off to two girls just playing around but you are coming close to a point of no return!" Chrissie did stop this time. Raising back up and shaking her head as if to clear out some cob webs. She took a deep breath as she slowly moved away. She needed some space some time to think. Her mind was so hazy and cluttered. "Don't stop now!" Laurie pouted but then sensing something amiss sat up slowly. "Is something wrong?" "Yeah.... Uh.... yes," Chrissie stammered. "Something is very wrong. We shouldn't be doing this." "And why not?" Laurie snipped. "It's complicated. Very complicated. It's just really.....uh...complicated," was all Chrissie could reply. "Is it me?" Laurie asked in a frightened voice. "No absolutely not! It's definitely not you! It's me! It is all about me," Chrissie could see the hurt and fright in Laurie's eyes. In her prior life she would probably be crying her eyes out at this point but just hung her head to avoid looking at Laurie. "Wow! Don't you think that's a bit dramatic? I knew you were the sensitive type but....but this is a whole lot more than I thought," Laurie said softly. The room fell into an abyss of silence. Chrissie slid away from Laurie but couldn't take her eyes off of her. "Laurie is so wonderful but this is just so wrong," Chrissie thought. Laurie kept her gaze locked on Chrissie as she moved to the other end of the bed. The silence now became so thick it seemed to suck all of the motion and emotion out of the room. Suddenly Laurie winced. "Look I know!" she stated abruptly. "Know what?" Chrissie gulped out eyes going wide with fear. "I know that you are Christine. Chrissie I know," Laurie said blowing the words out like air escaping from a balloon. "I......I......I....I am.......nnnnnnn," Chrissie stammered. "Yes you are!" Laurie screamed. "And it doesn't matter or make any difference to me!" "But.....but.....but how? Was I that obvious? Did I come across as a bull dyke or something?" Chrissie asked. "I had some suspicions early on. You know little things. Things that didn't look quite right on a guy. Subtle things. Nothing big. Like just now when we were making out. You were so gentle so caring when normally a guy would just kiss my boobies then stick it right in. No please ma'am or thank you ma'am just whatever it took to pleasure himself," Laurie said. "No...I just thought that maybe you were a mommy's boy and a shy little virgin," Laurie added with a laugh. "So now I suppose I am a fool and this is all part of some big joke being played on me," Chrissie huffed. "Stop it right there. Give me a little credit. Let me finish what I am saying. I don't know if anyone else knows about you and your....uh...'sister' but I have been watching you closely. I am sure more closely than most for the simple reason that I am attracted to you! First, I just had this simple little crush on you. You were just so damn cute and shy when I first met you at the salon. A little schoolgirl crush, nothing more. You know the type, girl moons for cute guy with a good sense of humor. The only guy in his group that could fall off a log without written directions, the guy that stands out from his moron buddies you know the cute nice guy. So I put myself in a position to know you better. I wanted to find out more about you. To maybe get to know you and maybe get you to like me and maybe someday, somehow, get in a position to do the kinds of things we were thinking about doing a few minutes ago," Laurie said in a rush. "But you knew? You knew and you still......" Chrissie interrupted. "Yes! Oh yes and I thought about it. I thought about it a lot. When I felt your... uh... 'Cock' in the movie theater it pretty much confirmed my suspicions. Sorry to inform you that I've felt a real cock before. Although what you've got could fool some people, it didn't quite fool me. Guess what! After all of that I didn't care. I still wanted you," Laurie finished. Chrissie's eyes suddenly were glued to the ceiling as she collapsed backward on the bed with a thud. She felt pangs of shame and a pressure to just get up and run away to leave all this behind. She took a deep breath, had a few false starts at a sentence decided to sit back up and stared directly into Laurie's eyes. "Sorry I just.....I'm just so confused by all of this. Why me Laurie? Why me with all the guys....real red blooded guys with a Y chromosome who drool over you and would give their left nut to be where I am right now? Why?" Chrissie choked the words seeping out so weakly that they barely seemed to reach Laurie. "Because you are more real than any one of those guys ever could hope to be. Remember I have watched you closely. I have watched you grow. I remember when you were a girl. I remember your brother when he was a guy. What I am seeing now are two people who are becoming what they want to be. And I don't know how it started or why it started. I just know what I see. I see a man who wants to be a man. Not someone who wants to 'play' at being a guy," Laurie said looking directly into Chrissie's eyes. Chrissie was dumbstruck. It was like she was a statue standing in Laurie's bedroom. All that was lacking was the pigeon crap and what's more she felt like pigeon crap. Did she really want to be a boy? Did Laurie see something in her that defied Chrissie's self awareness? She knew from science class that hormones could effect how someone thought and alter them physically but re-orient their sex drives? So many questions and no so many positive answers were churning around in her head Chrissie just didn't know how to respond. Laurie's laugh broke the silence. "What are we going to do about that?" "Uhhh, what?" Chrissie replied her thoughts turned away from her inner turmoil. Laurie chuckled pointing at the fully inflated dildo pitching a tent in Chrissie's jeans. Chrissie winced but the wince suddenly faded into a sheepish smile. "I don't know? Do you have any suggestions," Chrissie replied. Laurie slowly moved toward Chrissie as she reached out to her and folded her in her arms. Their lips met in a powerful collision and their tongues in heated passion. They collapsed into each others arms and fell back into the bed. Their hands groped each other with a strength and ardor that surprised both of them. Chrissie took the lead in a surprisingly natural maneuver. Her hands slid into Laurie's jeans and gently pulled them down. Slowly bringing them to her knees and then down her calves until they were off. After the gyrations she moved Laurie back toward the head of the bed guiding her cautiously but firmly. Chrissie positioned herself on top of Laurie and reached to kiss her more deeply. Chrissie's right hand now found the edge of Laurie's wetness. Laurie could only lie and moan while Chrissie's forefinger descended on her clitoris and rubbed it expertly. Christie kissed and teased Laurie's breasts with her tongue as she continued her friendly assault on the ever gushing mound of wetness that was now between her legs. "This is who you are," the voice inside of Chrissie firmly stated. Chrissie smiled and nodded in undetectable assent. The moment of peaceful realization was shortly interrupted when Laurie with eyes closed and hands reaching toward Chrissie breathily exclaimed, "I want you in me Chris," Chrissie slowly backed away and ditched her jeans on the floor. Her boxers were also off in short order as Laurie slipped down the covers and gracefully encased herself beneath them. Chrissie followed but in her excitement flopped clumsily next to Laurie causing them both to smirk and blurt out an innocent little laugh. The laugh became a kiss the kiss became passionate and Chrissie instinctively positioned herself on top of Laurie. "This is who you are," the voice resounded in her mind this time getting louder and more insistent. Laurie's body now seemed to be an extension of Chrissie's. She pushed deeper into Laurie with each thrust producing a squeak or gasp. "This is who you are," the voice said again, becoming yet louder and like a drumbeat beating in perfect rhythm with Chrissie's continued rocking in and out of Laurie. Chrissie could again feel new muscles almost singing as they stretched. The small of her back arched with a sweet pain at each thrust. Her thighs were pushing, tightening and relaxing at an even pace. Her hands reached below Laurie, pushing her bottom upward to take the phallus more deeply. Her shoulders felt a twinge that can only be described as strength with each movement the hands would make. "This is who you are," the voice now bellowed. "This is who you are!" Laurie now began a low keening moan. A low high pitched moan that Chrissie knew meant only one thing. At the same time Chrissie felt a stirring within her. As the end of the phallus inserted into her also began to reach deep inside of her. The feeling was pushing her toward ecstasy...a feeling that she had never felt before but welcomed with tears in her eyes. Chrissie had read Laurie's body expertly and they both now found themselves on the edge of orgasm. 'You are Chris!" the voice now thundered driving out every other thought in Chrissie's head. "You are Chris!" With a scream both Laurie and Chrissie erupted simultaneously. Laurie expelled a howling breath as she nearly collapsed. "That was....." Laurie began but ran out of breath.. "I am Chris," Chrissie screamed not realizing that the voice within her had found its way out. The scream knocked almost all the air out of the room suspending time and space. The two lovers' looked deeply into each other's eyes. Chrissie leaned down slowly dropped her body onto the bed and sidled up next to Laurie. While their eyes remained locked on each others' Chrissie brought her face close to Laurie's and quietly, but firmly uttered, "I am Chris!" Laurie smiled sweetly and then bit her lip. A tear found its way down her cheek as her face broke into a smile that hit Chrissie with its full power. "Yes, my darling you are Chris my man and you are my stud," Laurie quietly responded. Chapter 34 As Chrissie lay in bed the morning after she felt an itch. She had been reminiscing over the events of the previous evening and now she felt an itch. It was an itch emanating from between her legs that she absently began to scratch. Her mind still cloudy and confused she did not realize that she had begun stroking the limp prosthesis. Laying there trying to make some rhyme or reason out of what had happened to her, Chrissie began stroking much harder and did not hear her Step-mother enter. "Well well it looks like I came in at just the right time Chris," she said making Chrissie jump straight up in bed. She realized what she had been doing and blushed crimson. "I let you avoid telling me exactly what happened on your date with Laurie as it was late and I could see you were tired. Seeing what you were just up to, I guess I can figure some of it out," Terri said as she went over to the vanity bench and sat down. Chrissie still embarrassed pulled the covers up to his chest as she sat up in the bed. Her mind clearing as the adrenaline rushed through her system. "Now I want every little detail from the time you went out until you came home. I am not leaving here until I get everything out of you especially the sex parts. No don't turn away. Believe me when I say that I know you had sex and I want all the juicy details. Those kinds of things you just can't hide from your Mother besides I had a little talk with Laurie but I want to hear your version," she told her. Slowly the story came out about how she couldn't help herself and how understanding Laurie was about the whole situation. She managed to get over her embarrassment when Terri demanded details of their tryst. Suddenly feeling very macho Chrissie told Terri that what happened between them intimately was none of her friggin business. With a broad smirk on her face Terri arose and walked over to the bed. Looking down she reached out and touched the large love bite on Chrissie's neck, "Looks like my Chris is finally growing up into a real stud. I just bet that like all boys you enjoy playing with that thing between your legs now. Just can't stop playing with it can you big boy? I would think that Laurie would like it a bit bigger though. Maybe I could get Jane to give you something with ridges and whorls to make things a bit more interesting for the both of you. You like playing with your dick? Don't you? Answer me you shit or I'll make you wish you had!" She finished with a snarl. "Ye...yeah....yeah I...I like it. Now are you satisfied?" Chrissie replied some what subdued. She was still not confident enough in her emerging masculinity to defy her Step-mother. However she felt some comfort in the fact that she did not have to detail her intimate relations with Laurie. "That's better Chris. Now do you want me to talk to Jane? You know that Laurie would be pleased. Emmmmm.....think a bigger better dick would suit the two of you?" Terri rubbed it in as she strode out the door. "One of these days bitch," Chrissie thought as she walked out the door. "I think that went very well. Now to check on Chris I just bet this is going to be a hoot," Terri thought as she moved to the next room. As she entered she saw Chris sitting at the vanity brushing his hair. From his reflected image she could tell that he had been crying as mascara ringed his reddened eyes. "Good morning sweet heart. I'm glad to see you up," she said with a fake smile. Chris looked up into her reflected image and groaned to himself, "What does that bitch want from me now? Can't she see that I am upset and don't want to talk especially to her." Terri walked over to the bed and sat down. "Well darling I just have to know all about your date yesterday. You know all the little scrumptious details and of course the sex. Don't look at me like that Chrissie I know you had sex last night. I just want the details Belinda left out when I talked to her this morning. You know how did it feel taking it up the ass? Did you feel him cum? More importantly did you cum? Was he a real he man and did you more than once? You know just the little tidbits that a caring mother should know about her precious daughter," Terri said mockingly. Unlike Chrissie the hormones coursing through his body were overpoweringly those of the female gender by now. Chris was completely intimidated by Terri and feared her to the point where he dared not defy her. Slowly and with a large amount of tears the full story came out. Yes he could feel the cum, yes he tasted cum, yes he had been taken more than once but more importantly he had to admit that while at first it had hurt taking it up the ass wasn't all bad. "Yes," he finally cried. It had actually made him cum when Brandon had shoved his dick all the way to the hilt up his ass. "Yes," he admitted that it had felt good when Brandon filled his faux vagina with his dick. "No," he replied when asked if he liked giving head and "Yes," when asked if he swallowed. "No," he mumbled when asked if he enjoyed the taste of Brandon's cum. "Chrissie darling all of your responses were those of a typical female. Yes we like penetrating sex but the oral....well...that's only to make them happy. On the positive side giving head is a lot neater and less messy than the other. To clean up all you have to do is swallow," Terri said smugly. "I hate you," was all Chris could say and that was in a whisper. "I heard that darling and I guess it's to be expected. From what I hear from my friends their daughters say the very same thing. On the bright side, they say that in time their daughters see the error of their ways and come lovingly back into their arms. I guess I can only hope. I mean look at how much progress you've made these past few weeks. You've had sex, it turned you on obviously and now we've had that Mother-Daughter talk. I think it is high time that you reassessed your position in this family and reconciled yourself to it my dear. You are, based upon your replies to me about enjoying sex with Brandon, my daughter now. It is time you realized that," Terri laughingly said. Chris wanted to vomit but had to admit that there was something to what she was saying. Maybe it was those damn hormones but when he consciously considered everything that had happened.....well if it had been someone else other than Brandon ...well it just might have been really nice. "Oh, by the way, Brandon called and wants to see you this afternoon. How sweet! I think you made yourself a boyfriend last night. So I suggest that you make yourself beautiful. Who knows he might want another date with you today. You might want to douche Chrissie. Never know what's going to happen when you're with your beaux," she said as she left the room. Chapter 35 While her two step-children were still up in their rooms, Terri was enjoying a cup of coffee. A sinister smile graced her lips as she contemplated what other humiliations she could pile upon their backs. They had humiliated her and did their best to alienate their father from her from early courtship throughout the entire marriage. She remembered her ruined honeymoon because of a severe rash she developed in her genitals. Dermatology laboratory tests later proved that someone had poured itching powder in all her panties. Then there was the missing household monies, the appearance of an expensive bit of jewelry, and the flowers with a card professing undying devotion and it was not in her husband's handwriting. So many humiliations and she had known it was those awful twins behind each of them. The cumulative effect of their conniving would probably have lead to their divorce. A pending divorce that would leave her penniless if he hadn't suddenly died. How she hated them but now that the tables were turned Terri was enjoying herself. Terri was broken out of her thoughts by the ringing telephone. She got up and answered it. It was Belinda wanting to know if Chrissie was available. She mentioned that Brandon had called and Chrissie was getting ready. "Gosh I really would like to go with them. We have so much to talk about and I'm sure Brandon won't mind having two girls see him. Do you think I could come over and give her a lift to his place? Like that would be way cool," Belinda said in a rush. "Well dear I don't know about that. I don't think Chrissie is that much taken with young Brandon. I think she might try and get out of seeing him but if you're along for the ride. I know how sly she can be. I would not be surprised if she found some way to skip out on her date. May be it would be okay for you to drive her over there but I don't know dear," Terri told her. "Oh Mrs. T that's just it I'm scared that if Chrissie isn't going out with Brandon she'll try to steal my boyfriend or maybe even my friend's boyfriends. Please I just gotta go with them to make sure she stays with Brandon. Can't ya see?" Belinda pleaded. "I have to agree that it would be unfair of Chrissie to be stealing your boyfriends. That is just not right especially since you girls have taken her under your wing. Look I will make sure she dates this Brandon fellow. He is a nice boy isn't he?" Terri replied. "Oh...Brandon...yeah...like he's totally cool. He's into Goth and heavy metal stuff but....yeah...he's cool," Belinda quickly told her. Belinda almost bit her lip trying not to let out what an asshole he really was. "Alright Belinda come on over and you can take Chrissie over to Brandon's. Give us a few minutes so let's say see you in an hour. Okay? Fine we'll see you then," Terri said. As she hung up the phone she paused for a few minutes to think. "Belinda sounded a bit insistent and I can understand why but I know she isn't telling the whole truth. I've heard something about this Brandon and it wasn't very good. Just don't remember exactly what. I think maybe this guy is just right for her though. Guess I should go up to her room and make sure she makes the right impression. I'll call Jane later. She knows all the dirt in this town. If Brandon is too nice then I will break them up otherwise I'll just see what happens," she thought as she headed to Chrissie's room. Chrissie was still in the bathroom when she got there. Going over to her dresser she picked out some lingerie, a pair of shorts and top, and a pair of stiletto heeled sandals. The lingerie was all in matching red nylon with lace frills and the hose rose patterned white thigh highs with lace embellished welts. The stay up hose had a pink bow attached to the back welts. The skin tight short shorts with cuffed hems, pleated front and low cut capped sleeved tee were both black. Four inch black stilettos laced up to mid-knee and were made of shinny patent leather. For accessories Terri found a two inch wide black leather belt with silver studs and buckle, black leather collar that had once been their pet German Shepard's and a black sling tote. She made sure that the bag contained several condoms also in black as well as several super tampons. As she finished laying out the clothing Chrissie came back into the room with a towel wrapped turban style on her head and another wrapped around her breasts. "What are you doing Terri?" he asked fearing the worst as he looked at the clothing on his bed. "Just making sure you are presentable when you go to visit Brandon dear. Now come here and let me help you. Oh by the way did I tell you Belinda was coming over to drive you over there," Terri responded. Terri helped Chris get dressed then insisted that he apply his nighttime makeup to heighten the effect of the clothing using the darker shades. A lustrous plumb red lipstick, dark black mascara and eyeliner, lavender fading into purple eye shadow and a dusky rose blush to accent the cheeks. A liberal dosing of floral scented perfume behind the ears, on the neck, wrists and between the legs was used as a finishing touch. Terri pulled Chris' hair back into a high pony tail and secured it with a flowing black velvet ribbon. Using a curling iron she put the pony tail into a pretty spiral of curls. Chris tried to protest when she secured the dog collar around his neck and what seemed like a ton of silver nickel bracelets and rings on his hands. The final accessory was a pair of fingerless black lace gloves. "There Chrissie I think your Goth boyfriend will like what he sees. Don't you? Well I think a big smile is appropriate now. After all, I have gone to a lot of trouble making your look just right for the occasion," Terri smirked. Chapter 36 While Chris was getting dressed Chrissie was in his room wearing a jock strap looking for something else to wear. She quickly decided on a black muscle shirt and her dark blue basketball nylon shorts. Smelling them to make sure they were fairly fresh, she quickly pulled them on. Covering up in her grey sweats and hoodie top she stepped into a pair of running shoes, Chrissie grabbed her gym bag, checked it to make sure the spare towel, shorts, pull over shirt and boxers were there and headed for the gym. It took only about fifteen minutes and as she left the house thought that was one of the nicest things about being a boy. His bro Jerry was behind the health bar when he arrived. "Hey Jerry how about fixing me my usual," Chrissie said as she took a stool. It didn't take Jerry long to spot the love bite on Chrissie's neck. Smiling from ear to ear he had to ask, "Chris my man what's that on your neck?" As he reached out to touch it, Chrissie backed away. "Aw...ain't nuthin' Jerry," she replied blushing slightly. "Don't give me that Chris. You either lucked out last night or you're dating some kinda vampire. Some how I don't take you for a bat person so tell me about it my man Was it Laurie?" Jerry demanded. "Hey guys get over here and take a gander at this humongous hicky on Chris' neck," Jerry yelled out to the room in general. Three or four of the regulars gathered around trying to get a look at the hicky but Chrissie was covering it up with her hand. "Come on guys leave me alone. It ain't nothing," she pleaded. Seeing Chrissie's mounting embarrassment only fueled the fires of adolescent testosterone and they began to chant, "The hicky, the hicky show us your hicky." Chrissie knew the only way to shut them up was to move her hand and let them all have a good look. Then the questions began and finally Chrissie admitted that she got it on with Laurie. She did her best not to disclose too much of the intimate details but in the end admitted he lost his cherry last night. Too which all the guys gave him pats on the back or a quick punch to the upper arm. Jerry was positively beaming and promised Chrissie that the guys were going to take him out after the workout to celebrate. By the time the gang broke up and went to their various workouts Chrissie was feeling quite proud of herself. An emotion she would probably not be feeling if she were still all girl. The phase "proud as a peacock" jumped into her mind as she sat to do her first reps of the day. Chris was absent mindedly shredding a tissue as Belinda pulled up into Brandon's driveway. "Belinda please let's not stop here. Let's go to the mall my treat, just take me away from here please?" Chrissie almost begged. "Gosh Chrissie I think Brandon really likes you and besides I promised your step-mom I would make sure you got here safely. Come on I'll walk you in and make sure you two are okay," Belinda replied with smug satisfaction. As they got out of the car Brandon appeared at the top of the steps leading up the side of the garage. "Hey you guys, I'm up here. Come on up and I'll show you my digs," he said. When they entered the apartment Brandon gave them a quick tour. There really wasn't much to it. The apartment had one main room with a couch, recliner, television, stereo, one side table and lamp and one coffee table, a small efficiency kitchen off to the side and a bedroom. Needless to say it was a typical bachelor pad clothing strewn everywhere and dishes piled up in the sink. Pictures of heavy metal bands were tacked up on the walls and the place looked like it hadn't been cleaned in months. Belinda and Chris both turned up their noses and cringed a bit when they saw the inside of his apartment. Despite Chris's pleas Belinda quickly left telling her to call when she wanted to be picked up. Brandon was all smiles as he shut the door behind Belinda's retreating back. "Hot damn baby I am glad to see you and you lookin' so damn hot. Come on give me a kiss then we can get down to business," he said as he walked over to Chris, grabbed him around the waist and pulled him into his body. His breath stank of old coffee, cigarettes and pot. Brandon kissed Chris deeply letting his tongue probe the recesses of his mouth while clamping his hands tightly to Chris' round ass pulling their crotches together. Finally he broke the kiss and leaning his head back looked into Chris's eyes. "You're mine now girl and I can't wait to feel those luscious lips around my dick," he said as he moved his hand to Chris' shoulders and began pressing down. Chris tried to fight it but he was no match for Brandon's strength. Chris watched almost like a bystander in his mind as his hand reached out and pulled the zipper down and unbuttoned the fly of Brandon's black jeans. The one eyed monster quickly stuck its head out and Chris felt hands on the back of his head forcing it forward. The monster slid between plum red lips and pushed into Chris' mouth. Chris wanted to puke, he wanted to bite down hard and he wanted to be anywhere but where he was at this moment but was trapped. He had no real experiences at being a girl and did not have the faintest idea how to avoid the situation that he was in. He knew that fighting or biting would only get the shit beat out of him or worse. On his knees with his left hand gripping the base of Brandon's shaft to keep as much of it out of his mouth as possible Chris kept his eyes tightly closed. Suddenly Chris felt the penis leave his mouth and a sharp pain on his left cheek as Brandon's right hand connected. "Damn it Chrissie don't you friggin know nothing about giving head? When they say blow job that's just a figure of speech. You don't blow. Suck it girl, use that tongue of yours, bob up and down on it and I want to hear moans of pleasure or I'll slap you silly. I'm gonna teach you how to give head even if it takes all damn day. Keep those eyes open and look up at me while you're doing it. I want to see them sparkle with pleasure," Brandon demanded. "Now you're getting the hang of it. That's it baby suck those cheeks in and twirl that tongue. Damn I'm going to have to get you a tongue piercing that would be way cool," Brandon said as he grabbed Chris' pony tail and began forcing his head to a faster tempo. Chris held on for dear life. Already his lips were being smashed up against his fist and it was all he could do to keep from spewing vomit all over the place. He wasn't in any control and tried his best to do what Brandon wanted for no other reason than to get it over with. At last he felt him tense up and trust his groin tightly into his face, held it there a moment then spewed his cum deep into Chris' throat. Time seemed to stand still as the hot fluid filled his mouth then with one then two gulps the semen was swallowed. Chris had no choice as Brandon's groin was pressed tightly against his face. When Brandon backed away Chris let out a small foul tasting burp and brought his hand up to cover his mouth to hold back the vomit. "Go clean yourself up. The bathroom is on the other side of the kitchen then bring us a couple of beers from the fridge," Brandon said as he turned and walked over to the couch. Chris quickly turned away to hide his tears and humiliation, got up and headed in the direction of the kitchen. He didn't know if he could keep his stomach under control long enough to get to the bathroom but he managed, just barely. The bathroom was like the rest of the house filthy. At least the toilet seat was up and Chris just made it when the contents of his stomach hurled forth. He was going to fall to his knees but saw the large wet smelly stain around the base of the toilet. He managed to bend over the porcelain bowl as another spasm racked his body. Finished, he staggered over to the sink, picked up a crumpled tube of toothpaste and squeezed some out onto his index finger. There was no way he was going to use the ratty toothbrush sitting beside the sink. After rinsing a couple of dozen times and using up the rest of the paste in the process Chris felt a little better. He pulled out the lipstick from his back pocket and quickly redid his lips. His mascara and eyeliner were waterproof so his tears did not streak them. Still weak in the knees he went over to the commode and lowered the lid and sat. Pulling his hands up to his face he let the tears flow until he heard Brandon yelling for him to hurry up with those beers. While Chris was entertaining Brandon, Chrissie was out with the guys. Jerry decided that a celebration was long over due and that he would be the designated driver. It didn't take him long to get to the local watering hole and the pitchers began to flow. Chrissie was catching all kinds of hell from the guys but it was all in good natured fun. Billy even paid for Lucinda to give Chris a lap dance and with an added ten had her rub her titties into Chrissie face. When Lucinda left Chrissie had bright red lipstick imprints on both cheeks and a face that was almost the same color. This brought tears of laughter to her friends, more joking, pats on the back and arm punches. By late evening they were all pretty drunk except for Jerry who had a bright idea. "Come on guys let's split out of here. I've got a special present for our new man of the world," he said as he half lifted half dragged a very drunk Chrissie from the chair. They did not drive far and Chrissie was disorientated when they got out and entered a brightly lit building. The building was spinning a bit and she didn't argue when Jerry sat her down in a padded chair. She closed her eyes hoping the spinning would go away but then she felt like she was rolling on the ocean. "Agggh," she said as she tried to sit up but Jerry held her down. "Sit still Chris. He's almost done and then I'll take you home," Jerry told her. "Wha......wha...waz that buzzing? Are there bees in here?" Chrissie asked. "No but it will go away soon," Jerry replied laughing. Finally Jerry helped Chrissie to stand and moved her over to a mirror. Grabbing her right elbow Jerry lifted it so that she could see her bicep clearly in the mirror. "Oh my....Wha...what the shit Jerry?" Chrissie managed after staring at the reflection for a minute or two. "Why? Don't you like it? Call it a rite of passage or something like that Chris. My treat," he said as he led her out of the building and back to the car. Black intertwined thorns circled Chrissie's right bicep. The tattoo was a good one and Jerry was more than happy to pay for his good friend's first tat.