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TOOTHBRUSH PART V
Tonight was a special night. It was several weeks after Dr. Grant (Tina)
had examined both John and Anna, and John was busy setting the dinner
table for three. Tina informed John and Anna that she had the
preliminary results of her examinations. Anna suggested that all three
of them would have dinner together at Anna's apartment and Tina would
make her report. Tina at first balked at this suggestion, but on the
basis that she did have a long standing social relationship with Anna,
and also that the results might best be delivered in a more casual
relaxed "at home" atmosphere, she agreed.
The physical changes to John's body had continued at steady pace for the
past weeks, until they had seemingly reached their conclusion about a
week ago. Anna had purchased him a new "starter" (Anna's word) wardrobe
of women's clothing "to get the ball rolling", as she had put it. For
casual time at home and the performance of light household duties, John
was dressed, as now, in a loose fitting blue top tucked lightly into
white shorts. The blue top was sleeveless, and somewhat sheer, so one
could see he was wearing a bra, properly fitted to cup his recently
formed breasts in comfort. The bra, John noted, was starting to feel a
bit tight. This part of his anatomy seemed liked it might still be
developing, though now at a much slower pace. John's legs were bare, and
on his feet were flip flops, perfect for padding around Tina's
apartment.
At first John had been startled by the suggestion that he wear women's
clothing. Anna, ever the practical one, noted that his old man's
clothing didn't fit him at all. And was also gender inappropriate.
John's height had diminished until he was now Anna's height. His other
physical dimensions had correspondingly decreased. Indeed, John could
now fit very neatly into Anna's clothes but Anna maintained that he
should really have a wardrobe of his own. His old dark body hair had
long since vanished to be replaced by the finest, barely there, soft
blonde fuzz. The hair on his head and in his pubic region was also
blond, and growing with vigour. Anna had made an appointment for him to
see her aesthetician and hair dresser next week. "I think you have
enough hair now to get a proper hairdo" Anna had pronounced.
John's skin and complexion was milky white, flawless, and very soft.
Anna had introduced him to skin creams and lotions, and taught him to do
a very light, barely there, kind of face makeup. John had found that
massaging the lotions into his skin to be one of the best parts of his
new morning toilet. His eyes had changed in hue and were now a beautiful
sparkling blue, which of course was perfectly matched by his sleeveless
top. And the final touch had occurred a few weeks ago when his voice had
cracked. John now spoke (and sang, when the mood moved him) in a melodic
alto soprano. John appeared to be, in all respects, a very lovely,
feminine, young woman. Which he was.
This suited John just fine. The change had simply happened. There was no
one to blame, and what was wrong with being a beautiful young woman?
Nevertheless, John still thought of himself as John. That was part of
why Tina's visit tonight was so important to John. Somehow, until Tina
said whatever she had to say, John didn't want to irrevocably
emotionally commit to his transformation in gender. Meanwhile, John
hummed in his exquisite new voice as he cheerfully set the table.
Anna was now driving back from various errands. It had been some time
since a social occasion had last graced her apartment and she wanted
very much to pull out all the stops, while still keeping within the
bounds of her common sense and modest personality. She had procured all
the supplies to make for a graceful, tasteful, and relaxing dinner at
home.
The changes that Anna had experienced, though profound, were in some
sense subtler than John's. She still looked for all the world like a 30
something young woman. Her height had not changed, nor had her
appearance become overtly masculine. However, her physical strength had
greatly increased. When she looked at and touched her body she could
perceive very hard strappy muscles just below the surface. These muscles
were evident visibly, but only in the most minimal sort of way. Kind of
like looking at female athletes that were unmistakably feminine but due
to life long exercise had rock solid strong muscle development. This
seemed to be Anna's case, but she seemed to be even stronger than simple
exercise could account for. In her gym a week ago, when no one looking,
she had weighed herself. She still appeared to be a petite woman in
height, but now she weighed 140 lbs! Her weight gain all seemed to be
due to the very strong muscles that rippled just below her skin, over
her entire body. She had tried the weights and found each of here arms
could curl 10 reps of 100 lbs no problem. Well, Anna thought, one very
excellent benefit of these muscles is that carrying the groceries is a
piece of cake! Anna giggled to herself.
The transformation between her legs was total and unmistakable. She was
hung like a moose. For going out (like now) she wore a gaff, which
allowed her to present to the world as a normal woman. But once home,
the gaff was immediately removed and she had the most excellent set of
male genitalia, fully powerfully and functional. The gaff wasn't
particularly uncomfortable, but she always looked forward to getting
home and letting her new male gear swing free and clear under her skirt,
lightly restrained by her comfortable brand new male underwear. John was
adept at his household duties and always had a fresh clean pair waiting
for her on the bed when she returned to the apartment.
Her sexual feelings were now typically male and typically intense. When
out shopping, as she had just been, the world seemed to be filled with
desirable women. Anna had learned how to look and appreciate the
loveliness of a woman, without embarrassing herself or the woman she
happened to glance at. She would feel routinely her blood being stirred,
but she was still the responsible and sensible Anna. The felt no need
other than a desire to get home as quickly and safely as possible to
John. She had developed strong feelings of loving and caring, as well as
intense sexual, desire for John. She could never hurt or disrespect any
woman, least of all John.
Her mind flashed back to a lovely young blond she had seen not an hour
ago in the mall. She felt her male organ swell against the restraint of
the gaff. Anna practiced her deep breathing, calmed herself, and focused
on driving home at the maximum posted speed limit.
In a few moments she was home. She parked, grabbed all her many bags,
and effortlessly hauled everything up the elevator to her apartment
door. In a few seconds she was inside, and strolling to her bed. She
quickly peeled off her gaff, put on her fresh pair of male undies, and
went to see John. She heard him humming in the dining room, and came up
behind him. John was bent over placing items on the table when he felt
gentle strong hands reach out from behind him and lovingly caress his
breasts. John smiled, and reveled in the attention. He could feel Anna's
rock solid erection pressing onto his curvy derriere.
"Oh," John said in his new melodic voice. "Would I be having the
pleasure of a gentleman caller?"
In reply Anna turned him around and gently but strongly kissed John on
the lips. John lips parted, and Anna's vigorous and active tongue
entered his mouth. After several minutes of intense mutually enjoyable
kissing the pair broke for air.
Now started a little game they both found endlessly amusing and
extremely enjoyable, and were well practiced at.
John coquettishly batted his eyes. Anna had done a fine job of plucking
his eyebrows, and had instructed John in the art of applying mascara, so
John's eyes were now very lovely and feminine indeed. "Oh" John said
"Please sir, I must ask you a personal favour."
On cue, Anna loosened her grip on John, though she still held him firmly
in her arms. "Yes, my dear, what would that be?" Anna said. Her voice
was that of a woman's, but it had dropped a couple of notes in register.
She spoke now in a husky, somewhat Lauren Bacall kind of tone.
"Well, Sir, I've heard of the importance of oral hygiene, but I do not
seem to have a fresh toothbrush with which to clean my teeth. Whateva'
should I do?" John had affected a pretty good imitation Southern belle
accent; think Vivienne Leigh in "Gone With the Wind."
"Hmmm," Anna said. "Please accompany me to the bedroom, and let's see
what we can find." In a most gentlemanly, but firm way, Anna ushered
John by his elbow into the bedroom.
"Excuse me, Sir," John said, "I don't see anything in here to help my
dental hygiene" He flirtatiously batted his eyes again.
Anna whipped off her underwear and pulled up her skirt "Perhaps this
might do," she said huskily.
"Oh dear," John exclaimed in mock surprise. Anna's fully erect penis was
standing proud in front of him.
"Well, my dear," Anna spoke again, with increasing difficulty. "This may
be a bit unconventional, but this toothbrush is 100% organic!" At this
point John couldn't help but burst out with a peal of good-hearted
laughter. Anna chuckled, too. John and Anna had evolved this little game
and found it to be a source of endless mirth, as well as wonderful
satisfying sensual enjoyment. John's pet name for Anna was now
Toothbrush. John said out loud "There's nothing I enjoy more than
brushing my teeth: let's try!"
In a flash Anna had John on the bed, in the 69 position. John reveled in
his oral worship of Anna's penis, and Anna was brilliant at eating
pussy. John gently, lovingly felt Anna's balls, while rubbing the head
of her penis ever so lightly over his teeth and gums. He licked and
licked until he felt (in his imagination) that his teeth were spotlessly
clean, then he slowly but steadily, rhythmically, took Anna's penis up
and down his throat
Anna meanwhile thoroughly licked John's outer pussy lips before
confidently probing John's vagina with her powerful, long, tongue. Both
John and Anna were locked in their lover's embrace, experiencing
stronger and stronger erotic pleasure. This seemed to go on endlessly,
until Anna's penis ejaculated an immense load of semen straight down
John's throat. As Anna's semen hurtled towards his stomach John's hips
were shaking uncontrollably as wave after wave of intense orgasm curled
his toes and made the earth move. His throat was filled with Anna's
penis, but he still shrieked muffled cries of ecstasy as every nerve
ending in his body tingled with orgasmic pleasure. Anna was also feeling
the fireworks. Before she had the penis between her legs, she had never
imagined the extreme pleasure that a man feels when dispatching his
load. She felt powerful and immensely satisfied and filled with love and
caring for John.
This had become the pattern of John and Anna's sex life, morning,
noon.and night. They each had an insatiable appetite for oral sex with
the other. Playing the Toothbrush game was the ultimate in sexual
satisfaction for both of them. And they were both falling deeper and
deeper in love with each other every moment of every day.
After the sexual fireworks, Anna sat John up and held him from behind in
her arms. She nuzzled him, planting small kisses on the back of his
neck. John hummed, barely audibly, in his lovely soprano voice. They
both slowly fell over and asleep in their lover's embrace.
After napping briefly, they both stirred awake. John and Anna exchanged
knowing glances with each other and without a word went about the simple
business of preparing for the upcoming dinner with Tina. They both
looked forward with anticipation to the dinner party with Tina and
hearing her report.
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