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I knew the boy was interested in me. He'd been hanging around on the sidewalk off and on almost constantly since the day we moved into our new home. The trouble was that he seemed real shy so I guessed I'd have to make the first move. The boy was cute with dark blond curly hair; potential boy friend material. He was a little shorter than my five feet nine inches and about my same age. I'm seventeen years old. "Hi," I called and smiled for him. "Uh, hi," he replied. "I'm Andrew Wilton, your neighbor from down the block, and uh...I noticed you were moving in and I was wondering if I could help out any." "I'm Carla Hernandez and I'm very pleased to meet you, Andrew. Thanks for offering, but I think we have pretty much everything squared away. I wish you would have offered three days ago. We sure could have used your help then." "Ah, jeez I'm sorry. That was dumb of me." He was blushing and looked mortified. "Don't worry about it. I was just teasing you." I touched his hand briefly and he sucked in his breath. I knew he was mine if I wanted him. I was wearing my high heels so I towered over Andrew. His eyes strayed to my breasts and cleavage. I didn't mind. I enjoy being admired. I have great looking legs, too. I always wear skirts and dresses and never jeans or slacks. I always like to look my sexiest and most feminine. "Well, I'll try to do better if there's a next time? I live just down the block where you see the red tile roof?" "Do you have a car?" "Yeah, well it's my mom's car, but she lets me use it. Do you need a ride somewhere? I'd be happy to drive you." "I was wondering since I'm new in town, if perhaps you could show me around a bit if that's okay with you." I wasn't really interested in getting to know the town. It was more of a get acquainted session with Andrew. "Are you kidding? I'd be thrilled to show you around. When?" "What about six o'clock this evening?" "I'll be here, but I have to pick up my mom from work at seven. It'll only take us a few minutes out of our way. I hope you don't mind." "I don't mind," I replied. "I'd like to meet your mother." Andrew picked me up at the curb right on time. He even opened the car door for me. I appreciated his gentlemanly behavior. We drove around some and talked a lot. Well, I did most of the talking trying to draw him out and then it was time to pick up his mother. "I thought I recognized the car and the driver," said the attractive older woman when we pulled up, "but I didn't recognize the lovely passenger inside." "I'm Carla Hernandez, your new neighbor. Andrew has been kind enough to show me around, Mrs. Wilton." "So you're the young lady Andrew has been so smitten with. I can't say I blame him. I'm glad he finally got up enough courage to speak to you. I'm Sandy." "It's a pleasure to meet you, Sandy." "Carla talked to me first, Mom." "That figures," Sandy replied. "Faint heart ne'er won fair lady, Andrew. Have you taken Carla out for a soda and a snack yet?" "Would you like to?" "I'd like that fine, Andrew. Why don't you join us, Sandy?" "Not tonight," she replied. "I just want to get home, put my feet up and relax." She reached into her purse and slipped her son a twenty dollar bill. Andrew dropped his mother off at their house and then drove to a local teen hangout. We sat in a booth and ordered sodas. "You attracted a lot of attention when we walked in," Andrew said. "Did I? I didn't notice." Andrew's mouth gaped in disbelief and made me giggle. "Okay, I did notice, but I'm with you right now and that's all that matters." He was pleased with my response. "In fact, there's a guy over there with his tongue hanging out practically. I wouldn't give that boy or anyone like him the time of day and he's certainly not making any points with the girl he's with while he's busy staring at me." "I know which guy you're talking about. He fancies himself a god's gift to women but I'm glad you gave me the time of day." "Does that mean you want to be my boyfriend? There isn't anyone else right now, is there?" "I'd love to be your boyfriend and no, there's no one else." I know I shocked Andrew when I kissed him right there at the table but he was grinning like the Cheshire cat. We didn't stay long. We finished our drinks and walked out hand in hand. When we got out to the car I kissed him again. I made sure he got a good feel of my breasts against his chest. "Will you do something for me, Andrew?" "I'll do anything at all for you, Carla." "I knew I could count on you. Just stand right here for a minute." I sat down in the car seat, reached under my skirt and pulled down my panties. Andrew's eyes bugged out as he watched me. "Now get in and crouch down between my legs." "But...here?" "Yes here." "Someone might see us." "Look, Andrew. Do you want to be my boyfriend or not? If you don't then get in on the driver's side and take me home. It's your decision." He took a quick look around and finally obeyed me. It was a tight fit but Andrew was finally wedged between my legs. I pulled out my seven inch boner and it bounced free in front of my new boyfriend's face. "Oh my god! You're a guy!" Andrew tried to pull back but he was trapped against the dashboard. My legs had his arms effectively pinned. "Only a part of me," I replied. "Now, get to sucking." "No way! Let me out of here." I grabbed hold of his hair with my right hand and administered three quick slaps with my left hand. I then shoved his head against the dashboard. "I hate prick teasers!" The poor boy was pretty stunned by now and I took the opportunity to shove my prick into his mouth. "Don't even think of biting down, cocksucker," I added. Andrew remaining resistance consisted of some feeble moans but he finally figured out he was my faggot and he better get busy pleasuring my man meat. Actually I was surprised how easy he'd been. I suspected he was a submissive and eager to please after about an hour's conversation with him but I thought he'd put up more resistance. His protests were just bullshit to save face. Uh oh! Some people were walking our way. We were going to have company. I told Andrew and he moaned in misery. "I'm going to cover your head under the hem of my skirt, honey," I explained. "If they see in they'll think you're licking my pussy. I'm sure you'll agree being known as a muff diver will be easier for you to live with than being known as a cocksucker. In the meantime, just keep doing what you were doing and ignore anything you hear." He moaned again. I assumed that meant Andrew understood because he continued sucking me off. I recognized the approaching couple as the boy who'd been ogling me and his girl. "Hey, I didn't know you had it in you, Wilton," he yelled when he figured out what was going on. To me he said, "Is he any good?" "He's the best," I yelled back. "I bet you I'm better." "Eat out your friend there and have her report back to me. We'll compare notes and then we'll see." That got him to laughing but his girlfriend wasn't amused. "You're disgusting," she exclaimed. I blew her a kiss and wondered if she was a good fuck. I swing both ways. The girl started berating the boy. The extra excitement of being watched got me really hot and I knew I was about to come into Andrew's sucking mouth. I wanted to watch Andrew's face as he swallowed my load so it's a good thing that couple turned away and started bickering with each other. I uncovered his face and looked in his eyes. I saw resignation and acceptance. Andrew knew what was coming and what was expected of him. His head jerked back instinctively with my first burst of cum but I had a hold of his hair again so he had no choice but to swallow. "Thank you, darling. That was lovely." Andrew didn't reply. He actually looked a bit in shock. I decided he was in no shape to drive us home safely so I took the car key away from him and got us to his house in one piece. "I had a lovely evening, Andrew." He didn't respond so I kissed him on the cheek. "I can't believe I did that," he finally said. "I didn't give you much of a choice, did I." "No, you didn't. But why, Carla?" "Well, if I'd shown you what I had beforehand, you would probably have run the other way, right?" He nodded his head. "So, I kept it as a surprise until I had you trapped so we could both have some fun." "It wasn't fun for me," Andrew protested. "No, I guess not. Let me see what I can do about that." I reached over and pulled down his trouser zipper. "Don't!" I ignored Andrew's protest and brought out his stiffening prick without him trying to stop me. It was shorter than mine but still a respectable length. I bent down and licked the head. I heard the boy gasp. "Did you like that?" "Yes!" "Do you want me to stop?" "No!" "I didn't think so." I'm afraid the poor boy didn't last very long. It was maybe three minutes before Andrew spurted his load into my mouth. I made sure he got at least half back into his mouth when I kissed him. "We're even now I think," I told him. "You sucked my cock and I sucked yours." "Please don't tell anyone," he begged. "Don't worry, darling. Everything will work out. Believe me, your stock will have risen dramatically once everyone finds out you've been seen hand in hand with a beautiful girl; especially by other girls." "On the other hand, I'll be dead meat if it gets out that you're not 100% girl." "Well, it certainly didn't help when you were seen crouching between my legs, but no one else should know unless you tell them, Andrew. You'll be safe as long as you remain my boyfriend and take care of my needs without hesitation and without question. Do you understand?" "I understand," he replied. He certainly understood the barely veiled threat of exposure. I considered having him suck me off again, but there was plenty of opportunity later on now that he was my boyfriend. We talked a little longer. Andrew told me he had just turned 18 and would be a senior when school started in September just like me. He also told me he'd never really had a girlfriend and was still a virgin. His parents were divorced and he lived with his mother and his 15-year old sister. He didn't have a summer job so he was just goofing off. Having placed my new boyfriend securely under my control, I decided to call it an evening and had Andrew escort me to my door. "Thank you for the lovely evening, Andrew." "Uh, you're welcome, Carla." He started to leave. "Andrew?" "What?" "Aren't you going to give me a good night kiss?" Andrew nodded, but he didn't seem enthusiastic about the prospect to say the least. Well, his training had just started so I wasn't upset but I sure didn't let him get away with the quick smooch he tried to get away with. "Call me tomorrow?" "I uh...may be busy tomorrow." "Yes, you will," I replied, "and it's going to be with me." I wasn't going to give Andrew a chance to flake out on me. "But-- "No excuses." "Okay, I'll call you." "No, I've changed my mind. I want you here right after you've dropped your mom off at her work. Do you understand?" I think Andrew realized he wasn't going to get anywhere arguing with me so he just nodded his head and said he'd meet me here at ten o'clock. He went home after that. I wasn't ready to introduce Andrew to my mother and grandmother yet so the next morning I met him outside again. He was right on time although looked quite nervous. The poor baby also looked as if he hadn't slept well either. "Good morning, Andrew." "Good morning, Carla." He acted shy and nervous as if he didn't know what to expect. I don't know why. I'd already told him what to expect. I took him by the hand and led him through a side door to the garage. I felt a little resistance but not much. I closed the door and looked at Andrew in the dim light. Andrew was acting kind of shy so I took him in my arms and started kissing him. It only took a few seconds before he finally responded with kisses of his own. I was quite pleased with the boy's progress. He would be easy to train. "Please don't." Andrew could feel the gentle pressure of my hands on his shoulders as I directed him to get down on his knees without my saying a word. I half expected him to bolt but he didn't. "Reach under my skirt and pull down my panties, Andrew," I said. "Gently now." "I don't want to." Even as he objected he was obeying my command so I had no need to comment. "What if someone walks in on us again?" "No one will," I said. "I promise." I lifted up my skirt. Andrew flinched a bit when my prick popped into view but didn't make any fuss this time and started sucking right away. I like a challenge and the boy wasn't much of one, but there's absolutely nothing wrong with the easy ones on occasion. "Good boy," I told him. I spurted my wad down his throat and waited for him to recover. I didn't feel the need to reciprocate. "Carla?" "Yes, Andrew?" "Can I ask you...how?" "How I got this way?" "Uh, yeah." "I was born a male and my parents named me Carlos. About five years ago a couple of witches cast a spell on me that turned me into a girl," I said. "It didn't happen instantly. I slowly started growing boobs and developing other feminine features but leaving me with my male genitals. There was no fighting it so I decided to embrace my changes. Now my name is Carla." I don't think Andrew believed me but what I told him was the truth...mostly. "So...your breasts are real?" "Yes, they're real." He'd been such a good boy I decided to give him a treat. I pulled up my top and bra cups to expose my boobs. I giggled when Andrew gasped. "Go ahead and feel them," I urged. "You won't find anything artificial or phony about them." I helped Andrew off his knees and placed the palms of his hands on my boobs. A thrill went through me as the boy began to caress the sensitive flesh. "You like them?" Andrew nodded his head slowly. He kept his eyes on where his hands were. "You like being my boyfriend?" This time he didn't respond. I could tell he was conflicted. "You're not sure?" I pushed his hands away and covered myself. Andrew looked miserable. "Maybe I should send you away until you are sure," I said. "Or perhaps I should forget about you and find myself another boyfriend. That shouldn't be too hard for me to do. I'll tell you what. Let's just be friends." "I want to stay your boyfriend, Carla. In fact I love you." "You love me?" "I do. It's just that I'm afraid of what people might think or say if they find out you're...different?" "If you truly love me you won't care what other people think or say, Andrew. Now do you truly love me or are you just saying that to make me feel good?" "I truly love you," Andrew said. "I don't care what anyone thinks." "It's wonderful you feel that way, darling. I can hardly wait until we tell your mother." "You're going to tell my mother?" "We're going to tell her," I replied, "and your sister too, of course." The expression on Andrew's face was just priceless. We spent the next several hours going to more teen hangouts being seen together. I was very affectionate with Andrew the entire time. We ran into a couple of his school friends and they were suitably impressed when I was introduced as his girlfriend. I had Andrew drive me home after lunch and call it a day. Sandy would be off from work the following day and I arranged for him to escort me over to his house at mid morning for our little announcement. * "Come on in, Carla," said Sandy the next day. "Sit down and make yourself comfortable." "Thank you, Sandy." "I'm Rebecca," said a young lady who joined us. "I'm Andrew's sister." "It's a pleasure to meet you. I hope we can become good friends, Rebecca," I responded. Rebecca was a charming and pretty girl about 5'5" with the same dark blonde hair as her brother. "Andrew has been acting like a cat stuck in a room full of puppies last night and this morning," said Sandy. "What have you two been up to?" I sat down in a loveseat and motioned Andrew to join me. He looked like he was about to faint and I took his hand in mine to steady him. "Go ahead and tell them, darling," I urged with a smile and a gentle squeeze of his hand. "Well...uh...Carla and I have decided we want to be more than just friends." "That's wonderful," Sandy exclaimed. "Andrew finally has a girlfriend," Rebecca added. I took the opportunity to kiss my boyfriend on the lips in front of his family. He blushed and gave back a nervous smile. "Tell them the rest," I urged. "You two haven't already decided to get married, have you? Don't you think you should wait until after high school?" "It's not anything like that, Sandy." I glanced at Andrew and he was looking faint again. I knew it was up to me. "But it is something Andrew and I want you to know because it's important to our relationship. You see, I'm not totally female. In fact, a very important part of me is very much male." I glanced down at my crotch. My meaning was obvious and the women's mouths gaped. "My son is gay," Sandy whispered. She walked over to a side table, poured herself a drink and gulped it down. "I'm not gay," Andrew protested. "I mean I thought she was a girl. You were fooled too, Mom, right?" "Yeah, but now you know better," Sandy responded, "yet you still want to be with her; a girl with a dick? Didn't it bother you even a little bit when you found out?" "Wait a second," Rebecca demanded. "Is this some kind of sick joke? I don't believe a word of it." "Oh, I assure you it's the truth," I said. "Prove it," the pretty coed replied. She crossed her arms and looked smug. "I wouldn't mind seeing the proof myself," said Sandy. I giggled and I could feel my face flushing as I reached under my skirt. "Carla, I don't think--" "Hush, Andrew," I commanded. "Let's get this out in the open, shall we? Hehehe!" I pulled down my panties, wadded them up and placed them in my purse. I stood up and lifted the skirt to my waist. Both women gasped and stepped back. "It's real," I said with a shy smile. "You're both welcome to touch it." My prick stood proudly erect straining to reach these two women, wanting to mate with them. Their expressions told me it was entirely possible to do so. I suspected they were as submissive as Andrew. "Y-you can put that thing away now," said Sandy. "We believe you." She poured herself another drink and gulped it down. I dropped my skirt but my erection was causing the skirt to tent out. "The darned thing won't go down now," I said and returned to Andrew's side. Even after I sat down and crossed my legs my erection stood out so to speak. They couldn't help looking at it. It served them right. I took Andrew's hand and placed it on my lap a mere inch from my boner. The poor boy blushed all the more. I felt him try to pull away but I tightened my grip and he subsided. "I don't want to cause any family discord so if you object to our relationship-- "My son is of age so whether or not I object is of no consequence. He's going to go where his heart leads him anyway. I just hope his heart doesn't wind up broken in the end. And I guess I'm going to have to accept that Andrew is gay." "I'm not gay, Mom. I'm not attracted to men at all." "Then what would you call this relationship?" "I think Andrew is a sissy," said Rebecca. "I think that's an appropriate term," I said. "My Andrew is a sissy." "I'm not either a sissy." He was pouting now with his lower lip sticking out. It was so cute. "Shall I tell them how you discovered I had a penis?" Andrew's red face suddenly turned pale. "Please don't." "Then own up to being sissy," I replied. "There's no sense in denying it." "I...guess I'm a sissy," he said and blushed once more. "It still isn't normal," said Sandy. "I guess I won't be seeing see any grandchildren out of you." An evil thought occurred to me in a flash and I almost giggled. "Children are possible for Andrew." "What!" Sandy exclaimed. "How in the hell could you do that? Do you have girl parts down there too?" "I'm afraid not," I replied. "But I am a witch. I come from a family of witches. I have the knowledge and I have the skill to turn your son into your daughter." "This I have to hear." "I don't want to be turned into a woman," Andrew cried. He looked scared. "Don't worry, darling. I won't change you into a woman without your full consent and cooperation." He still looked worried. Sandy had prepared refreshments for my visit so we all sat down at a table; two on a side. I sat next to Rebecca this time. Sandy brought her bottle to the table. "The women in my family have been practicing witchcraft for hundreds of years. The knowledge and skills have been passed from mother to daughter through the generations. I was born a male but unfortunately I'm an only child. My mother and grandmother tried to teach me their knowledge and I learned a lot but the application of these skills for some reason required a feminine hand. "Rather than allow the family talent to die out my mother asked if I would consider allowing a spell to be cast that would turn me into a woman. The decision was surprisingly easy for me. The men in my family have all been common laborers. I didn't want the same future for me. My only condition was for them to try it first leaving my male genitals intact. My father was opposed but they threatened him with a hex if he tried to interfere. He got scared and fled to Mexico, my parents' native country. I haven't seen or heard from him in five years. "Anyway, the spell worked. I began to feel the magic and my practice spells were successful. I was able to keep my male genitals and I haven't regretted my decision although it's been awkward at times." While we were talking Rebecca was sneaking peeks at the tent in my skirt. I had angled my chair toward her so she wouldn't any difficulty doing so. When Sandy left the table to answer the telephone I uncovered my prick to give her a better view. She blushed and giggled. "Isn't it pretty? Go ahead and touch it." "What are you doing," Andrew asked. "I'm showing your sister my prick. Shut up and listen out for your mother." I took Rebecca's hand and placed it on my male member. She gently clasped it. "That feels great, Rebecca." "Stop that, Rebecca," Andrew hissed. "You slut!" "Relax, Andrew. I'm not your competition," Rebecca said with a giggle. "Or am I? You sound just like a jealous girlfriend." "It's just wrong! That's all!" "So tell me how my brother discovered you had a penis." "I made him suck it." "And he just called me a slut. Holy crap! Talk about a slut." "Just shut up, Rebecca." "I'd like you to suck it too, Rebecca. Will you do that for me?" She looked kind of startled. "Now? I...I can't. My mother is in the next room and she may walk in here any second." I looked at Andrew. He was pouting again. "Come over here and give me a kiss, darling." He seemed to like that idea and got out of his chair right away. When Andrew bent down to kiss me I grabbed his arm and pulled him down to his knees. Rebecca lost her grip on my cock when I shifted in my seat and presented it to Andrew's lips. I thrust it into his mouth. "Don't stop sucking until you hear your mother ring off. Do you understand, sweetie?" Fear, anger, shame, humiliation and even a little excitement were the emotions his face showed me in a matter of a few seconds. He started sucking. "Oh my god," Rebecca whispered. The amazement was plain on her face. We leaned forward and kissed. "You should come visit me so we can talk," I said. I wanted to do more than just talk with her. "When?" "Anytime is good. I'm home most of the time but wear a dress or skirt when you visit. My family disapproves of women in slacks and jeans." I hated them the most. Rebecca nodded. It sounded like the telephone conversation was ending so I pushed Andrew away and sent him back to his seat. "Well, that was quite a story you just told," Sandy said when she returned to the room. "I'm not saying I buy any of it, but just for the record, have you been using any of that witch magic on Andrew?" "None at all," I replied. "I was afraid you'd say that." Sandy poured herself another drink but this time just took a sip. "So you claim to be able to turn a man into a woman using your witch magic. Then you'd marry her, give her a baby and hope it was a girl. It seems like more trouble than it's worth since there are already plenty of available natural women." "You're right, Sandy" I said. "It is a lot of trouble and the only reason I brought it up was your desire for grandchildren from Andrew and I don't think it will happen as he is now." "Thanks a lot," Andrew grumbled. "I hope you don't think your personality is any of my doing, Andrew. If not me then someone else would have brought out your sissy nature into the open. I won't formally marry you if you allow me to turn you into a woman. However you'd become one of my wives as part of the harem I intend to start. I want to sire a lot of daughters to pass on my knowledge to. And I'll never I have ask a son of mine to sacrifice most of his manhood like I did. After all is said and done I think Andrew would be an excellent wife and mother." "It's not going to happen," Andrew said. "All this talk of magic is just bogus anyway but I don't think you'll have any trouble gaining recruits for your little harem." He glanced at his sister and I smiled. I was hoping Rebecca could be recruited. She certainly was a rapt listener. "The magic is real, darling, so please don't think I'm trying to deceive you. If you think I'm bluffing then call me on it. Then we'll see. You might be very surprised. Otherwise we won't discuss it further after today." "This being a witch must be pretty lucrative if you think you can support a harem and their children," Sandy said. "Once I convinced my mother that there were opportunities beyond making potions for lovelorn peasants it became very lucrative. The details are secret but I'm confident I'll be able to support my harem and their children in comfort." I had legitimate business clients as well as criminal business clients. The criminal clients were much more generous. We purchased a modest house in a modest neighborhood so that we wouldn't attract any attention. "Well, I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm going to finish off the rest of this bottle and hope it gets me good and drunk." She got up and left the room taking her bottle with her. "I think we've caused enough excitement for one day," I said. "Will you please escort me home, Andrew?" Rebecca and I gave each other a hug and a kiss. I reminded her to come see me. "Why did you humiliate me," Andrew asked when we were outside. "Sissies have to expect to be humiliated. It comes with the territory." "I'm not a sissy." "You've already admitted you're a sissy and so I don't think it's any longer up for debate; especially after the way you've behaved." "I behaved the way I thought you wanted me to behave." "I was testing you just like any girl is apt to do when she meets a guy that's interested in her. The test results are in. You failed as a man. As a sissy you passed with flying colors." "I'm a man," he insisted. "Physically you're a man, but no real man would have put up with any of the shit I put you through." "You...forced me that first time. I didn't have any choice." "You couldn't defend yourself from a weak little girl? There's no question you had a right to and my nuts were certainly at your mercy. You could have really hurt me but I wasn't worried because I was already sure of you." "So why are you telling me all this? Is it because you've had your fun and now you want to be rid of me?" "Far from it. I love sissies even more than I love men and I think you're a treasure of a sissy. I'm going to make you looking so pretty, as pretty as me. All the boys at school will want you sucking their cocks." "I'm not going to be sucking guys' cocks." "Sissies aren't given much of a choice, darling. They do what they're told and so will you." "Look, Carla...uh, maybe we made a mistake getting together. I don't think I can be what you want me to be. I mean I like you a lot. In fact I'm crazy about you, but I'm just interested in a normal boy-girl relationship. Is that too much to ask?" "I'm not a normal girl, Andrew. You know that. A lot of girls have put you on their radar screens in the past couple of days thanks to me so if you think one of them can give you what you need then go for it. But only I can really give you what you really need...or someone very much like me." We were standing on the front steps of my house now. I embraced the boy and kissed him deeply making sure he could feel my prick prodding him. I reached between us and felt Andrew's prick. It was as hard as mine. That made me smile. "I love you, Andrew." I reached into my purse, took out my panties and handed them to him. "I want to see you wearing these the next time we're together." "I don't think so," Andrew responded with a stubborn look on his face. He was finally showing a little spine, but I thought it was too little and too late. "We'll see, darling. We'll see." I noted he didn't offer the panties back to me. I blew him a kiss and went inside.