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Here I am back home where my Mom has been taking care of me ever since I
got sick from going to see my beloved husband Mark. He is currently
serving a tour in the 'HOSPITAL WITHOUT WALLS' in Africa.
My brother-in-law Stan [bless his heart] took me over there in his
private jet and he even arranged for me and Mark to spend some time
together. We had a second honeymoon there. I might have gotten a bit
sore, but it was well worth it because it had been four long months
since we were last together and Stan knew that we both needed our time
together.
Stan is the type of guy that'll show his love in his actions. He has
always treated me like a sister and has let me cry myself to sleep many
a night and has tucked me in bed afterwards. When I'd awaken, I'd find
him asleep in the lounge chair in the room.
It was while I was there that I contracted some African bug that gave my
immunity system quite a wallop!! When I began to show signs of being
sick, Stan immediately rushed us both to the E.R. and into isolation to
see what was wrong.
Poor Mark was devastated, but Stan took charge and made sure that
everyone there was cleared of any bug all at his expense.
Stan was cleared of any bug, but because I am a T-girl, my liver shut
down because of the hormones that I was given and they had to restart
it. Luckily, they got it going again and now my body is recovering.
Stan made sure that I was recovering before he left, he couldn't stay
with me because of his business concerns, so here I am living with my
Mom who is more than happy to care for her daughter.
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Unfortunately, she refuses to acknowledge the fact that I'm not a
genetic girl. When I told her that I wanted to be a girl, at first, she
denied me the right to transition, but Stan and Mark both convinced her
that I was a girl.
Ever since, I started taking the pills so that I would go through a
girl's puberty, she has treated me like I was born a girl. While under
her roof, I must humor her and act like a genetic girl by having periods
and such. Luckily, Stan got me a gaffe that looks like a girl's groin
and can simulate the monthly flow too.
I was six when I discovered that I was really a girl inside. My cousin
Mattie had come for a visit with her Momma; my Auntie Jean. Well, Mattie
got me to play dress up with her and that was when I found out that I
was really a girl on the inside.
I was wearing a green dress with yellow flowers on it, it came with a
matching bloomer too. Along with that dress, I wore white tights under
the bloomers, and white Mary Jane shoes.
The dress just did cover my bloomers so that Mattie taught me how to sit
like a girl. At least she was wearing a matching dress in pink, so I
didn't feel too bad.
But all too soon our fun was over. When our Mom's saw us in the dresses,
They both thought that made a pretty girl and momma said that she didn't
mind it if I dressed as a girl at times.
When they left, I was still dressed as a girl because Mattie wanted for
me to be able to be a girl next time they visited. When I told my Mom
that I wanted to be a girl, she accepted me has her daughter and got me
dresses and skirts and hose.
We had recently moved into a new apartment after Daddy died, he was a
policeman and died when a bandit shot him. I am proud of my Daddy, I
know that I will miss him. We had to move because of all the memories
attached to living in the old neighborhood.
I learned at a very early age how to act like a proper young girl and
not display myself to the world. Mom had me wearing uniform dresses,
skirts, skorts, and shorts to school instead of pants.
I did not mind because I like wearing hose, and I became a cheerleader
and entered all the beauty contests too. Mom loved it when I became
Homecoming Queen in my senior year in high school, that's when I saw
Stan in a new light. He was my escort.
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Stan, Mark and I were neighbors. They lived in the house next to the
apartment complex where Mom and I lived. Stan is the older brother by a
year.
They both excelled in sports and both won their Letterman's Blazer and
Jacket in junior and senior high. They were both Eagle Scouts in the Boy
Scouts also.
He was quite dashing in his Tuxedo and I was wearing the new uniform
that had been ordered for the squad. It had a blue bodice, white pleated
skirt and red bloomers. The socks were white anklets, shoes were red
canvas. I couldn't believe that I was homecoming Queen because the
favorite was Jessica Bates.
She was the Drum Major. I learned later that she withdrew because she
had gotten pregnant and the Queen can not be with child.
Jessica and I are good friends today, and she and her husband Danny
Tucker have raised their daughter to be a sweet young lady who baby sits
the other neighborhood kids. Yes, Jamie can be depended upon to care for
other kids under her charge. She learned all about that from her
parents.
Stan was a gentleman and treated me like a Lady. He would not let
anybody get fresh with me that night. I was wearing my Cheerleader
uniform and Stan wore his Letterman Blazer. After the game, he took me
to dinner and dancing, when I asked him why, he told me that he wanted
my night to be magical. He was quite fond of me and now that he had the
chance, he'd be the perfect date for me.
Growing up next to them, I always thought of them as my brothers, but
that night, I started having feelings for Stan. I wanted to be a genetic
girl for the first time in my life instead of a half girl. I wanted to
be able to be a Mom and have periods and everything that a genetic girl
goes through.
Stan could tell that I was miserable and did his best to console me, but
I was afraid to tell him my secret. What if he then rejected me? If that
happened, I'd die inside because I was starting to have romantic
thoughts about him. Finally he took me in his arms and started crying
for me. That broke my heart!!
Here was this gifted athlete that had been my best friend for years
actually crying over my distress. That night, I told him my secret. He
accepted me as a girl and told me that if I ever needed any help to just
ask him or Mark. He told me that as far as he was concerned, I was all
girl.
I started to cry because I was afraid that I'd lose his friendship, but
he actually laughed when I confessed and told me not to worry, he was
and will ever be my friend. We'd been friends for years and now that he
knew my secret, he'd accepted me as a girl and began asking me questions
about myself. Under his kind and caring gaze, I was able to tell him all
about myself and why I never had a boy friend before.
Then he said that he'd like to be my boyfriend. He promised me that I
was in charge of our relationship, not him. I knew then and there that I
loved him as more than a brother and even started planning our wedding.
It didn't matter to me then that I couldn't truly give myself, I knew
that after my operation that I'd be ready for him.
Truth to tell, if he'd of asked me to, I'd have given myself to him, but
he never had been one to want blatant sex with a girl. There were many
other girl in school that'd be more than happy to give themselves to
either Mark or Stan. They were always out to help any girl whose date
got fresh and would give the scoundrel a good thrashing for their wicked
ways.
They were always defending the weak and helpless. To them, it was
alright if you were different. They were both friends with all of the
underdogs and used their family fortune to help others, much like their
Dad. Their Dad is a lawyer and Stan became a Public Defender.
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When he took me home and gave me my goodnight kiss, I knew that he was
not the one for me. It was like kissing a brother. Here was this strong
and virile man that I could easily see myself making love too now my
brother in my heart!! I broke down and cried then because to me, I had
lost something most precious.
When he saw my bitter tears, he led me over to the swing where I poured
my heart out to him. Then he started crying and admitted that even after
that kiss, he still thought of me as a sister. Oh how we both wanted it
to be different, but how do you go against your heart?
I knew then that he'd be my friend because when I told him about me, he
accepted me as I am. He even said that he would defend me from any that
would want to hurt me too.
Then he told me that he knew someone that would adore me. He made me
promise to dress in my "Courting Clothes." When I couldn't figure out
what he meant, he said that I should dress as nicely as possible and to
watch the Beverly Hillbillies. Then I knew what he meant because I loved
watching the series.
The next day, Stan called me and wanted to bring Mark over to see me. I
didn't know it at the time but Mark was smitten with me, but he was too
shy to ask me for a date. In all truth, if he'd of asked, I'd have
accepted.
Mark was just has handsome as Stan, But I was worried. As much as I
loved Stan, I could never marry him. What if I found that I felt the
same way about Mark? Was I doomed to a life of celibacy?.
I was wearing a pink sun dress with white sandals and hose. I was
sitting in the veranda, sipping the tea that I'd brought with me. I also
had a big wide straw hat to keep me cool and I had brought one of my
novels to read too. No, it wasn't a romance, I prefer science fiction.
Well, there I was, sitting upon the bench, sipping my tea when I saw two
young men come up, when they stepped into the veranda I saw that they
were Mark and Stan.
When I saw Mark, I knew that he was the one for me and I could tell that
Stan had planned this all along by the smile on his face.
At first, all that I could do was look at Mark. I was being drawn to him
as a moth to a flame!! Finally, Mark knelt before me and presented me
with a beautiful red rose. I had never been given such a beautiful gift
before, Oh, I had received the odd box of chocolates on Valentine's Day,
but this was much better because it was from one that I could love with
all of my heart.
After accepting his gift, I invited them home for lunch which they both
accepted. I so wanted to wipe that smug look off of Stan's face, but I
knew that he'd done this for the two most important people in his life.
While Mark was busy helping my Mom with lunch, Stan told me that he knew
that Mark was the one for me when we kissed last night. That was why
he'd arranged for us to meet away from school. He knew that we were both
shy, but that we'd hit it off away from school. Well, I just had to kiss
him in thanks, so I gave him a peck on the cheek.
Mark and I were soon kissing and then I felt my heart melt for him. I
felt him get hard against my body as we groped each other. That night,
he took me up to my room where I took control. I undid his jeans and
released his manhood so that it could be free. I then adjusted my hose
and bloomer by ripping a hole in both. Then I gently guided him into me
as I rode him.
It hurt at first when he penetrated, but soon it was a delicious pain as
we both rode the wave of passion unto a most satisfying climax. He
filled me several times that nightstand when we were called to dinner,
we both had to clean up. I had to put a napkin in my panty to catch
everything, but it was worth it.
For the first time in my life, I had given myself to a man and enjoyed
it. Only, I could never tell anybody about it, not even my Momma!! She
still thought of me as a genetic girl.
Oh how I wanted for her to accept me as I truly am, but at least I have
her love and support. As for Stan, he's a guy and I doubt that he'd
enjoy me telling him about my experience with Mark.
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But there was an evil part that wanted to just to prank him back for all
the teasing he's done over the years. To tell the truth, Mark was far
worse at teasing me, I think even back then that he liked me, but being
a scoundrel, he had to tease I guess.
Mark would put a whoopee cushion in my seat and pull other such gags on
me at home, never at school. At school, he was my buddy and carried my
books for me during school when he could. It was during a walk home that
Mark showed how brave he was.
Before and after school, there were bullies that would pick on girls.
Well, that day they gathered the courage to assault me. Mark stood alone
against seven older boys intent upon hurting me as they had other girls.
Mark fought them off as best he could while two of them held me and
began groping me. I was ready to be discovered when a human tank known
as Stan literally rammed both of my gropers into a tree.
I heard a loud crack and both fell unconscious to the ground. Then he
lit into those assailing Mark and together they left them a bloody mess.
I saw their faces and I was glad that they weren't mad at me. Stan and
Mark would help out any girl walking by herself. Stan was blessed
because he was always the biggest boy in his class and detested bullies.
Mark was a bit smaller, but was nearly as big as Stan.
When the police came, they arrested the brothers and the bullies
believing them to be from rival gangs. They took me home where I cried
to my Momma about what happened.
Together with their Dad, we went to the station and I told them what
happened, I even brought my soiled school uniform with me.
Then the police let the brothers go and kept the bullies until their
parents or guardians could be found. Today, they're serving life
sentences for their crimes and the brothers both received Good
Citizenship Awards and two new school uniforms. I got two new uniforms
as well as an appointment to see a doctor about me becoming a girl.
When I was examined in the E.R., the doctor saw my secret and talked to
my Momma. She still said that I was a genetic girl, but gave them
permission to treat me. That broke my heart because I thought that she'd
finally accept me as who I was.
I so wanted to be a genetic girl and have his children, but even with
surgery, that was impossible. When I began to cry, Mark dried my tears
and wanted to know what was wrong. But I couldn't even begin to tell
him, so I looked at Stan for help.
They had to leave since they were guys, so Mark never knew about my
secret. They'd gone to the Snack bar to get me and my Momma a sandwich
and a soda. Stan knew, but wouldn't tell Mark without my permission
which I soon gave.
My Momma had to go fill out my release forms, so she wasn't there to
cause a scene, when I told Mark my secret. Mark couldn't believe that I
was not a genetic girl and only believed me after I showed him my boy
bits [Stan politely looked away, being so modest]. When Mark fainted
after seeing the truth, Stan wetted himself then he helped me to get
sorted again before he changed his jeans.
When Mark awakened, he came and sat by me. When my momma came back, he
stood up to her. He told her that he was in love with her TRANS-GIRL
daughter Sasha. That if she wanted to believe me to be a genetic girl,
she could, but if she EVER stood in the way of me becoming a woman in
anyway, that she'd have hell to pay because his Dad would have her
declared mentally unfit and adopt me.
My Momma had never had anyone challenge her like that, but when she saw
the fire in his eye's she promised not to stop me from becoming a woman
and welcomed him as her son in law.
When they hugged, I knew that things were gonna be better and Stan gave
Mark a bear hug to show how much he felt about his kid brother finding
me, but Stan was much more gentle with me, he kissed my cheek.
Then Stan took my Momma aside and made her go to the Snack Bar. He told
her that Mark and I had to have some time alone and that he would make
sure we did.
Never before had I two such strong and virile men to care for me. Well,
Stan took her inside so that Mark and I could talk
We talked long into the night as we found that we were truly meant for
each other. It didn't matter to him what I had between my legs, THAT
could be sorted out later.
Right now, he wanted for me to be happy. Then I was released to go home
with my Momma who looked quite afraid of both the brothers, but when
Stan said that their Dad would be over, she started to smile again.
Mark and I began dating and we became well known on the dating scene.
Oh, he still acted like every girl's big brother, but I was the one that
had won his heart. We dated all through his senior year. I went on to
college and began studying to become a teacher.
I loved children and wanted to be near them even if I couldn't be a Mom.
Mark said that we could adopt or that there were certain procedures that
could let me give birth. But I was skeptical.
I doubted such an ability existed and told him so, Mark simply smiled
and told me to let him worry that since he was gonna be a doctor. He
went to U.A.B., one of the premier medical universities while I went to
a local junior college where I soon earned my degrees and was hired by a
local church to teach in their private school.
I was soon called Auntie Sasha by the kids and Mark Unca Mark. We were
often asked when we would get married, and then Mark would tell them
that he'd ask me on a special day, until then, he had certain things to
arrange.
When he said that I could see a deep sadness in his eyes that meant a
deep hurt that had yet to heal. I knew than that part of it was dealing
with that loss.
Then a week before my birthday, he took me to see a special gravestone.
It was his Mother's. As he began to weep, he told me of the tragedy that
took her from them. Her name was Erin, she had contracted cancer that
ate away at her body.
She was pregnant with their sister and tried to live long enough to give
birth to her, but the cancer took them both. Their sister was eaten by
the cancer, their Mom felt her die inside her before it took her too.
That was why he was becoming a doctor, so that he could defeat cancer. I
saw a deep abiding fire within him that would brook no defeat. He had
lost two people most precious to him and now all cancer would pay.
He proposed to me in front of their graves on the anniversary of their
death. This was his way of affirming life. When I saw how truly
vulnerable that he was then, my heart broke for him and I accepted. I
knew then that he loved me as much as he did his sister Felicia and his
Mother.
When his Dad found out, I became his daughter. When he met my Momma,
they hit it off and became best friends. Yes, Stan finally kept his
word, he waited for Mark to propose to me. That scoundrel was making
sure that my Momma would be too busy with their Dad to put up too much
of a fuss.
When those two met, it was like seeing the lights in their eyes
rekindle. It turns out that they had been lovers before, but when my
Momma went to college, she forgot about her first love [Brett] and
married my Dad [Franklin] when he got her pregnant with me. Now after
their spouses had died, they were free to love again.
Mark had seen the furtive looks that Brett gave to Maggie [my Momma]
whenever he saw her and knew from family history that she was his Dad's
first love.
But he was nowhere near the manipulator that Stan is, so he told Stan
who came up with the plan to get them together.
Brett made it clear to my Momma that he'd adopted me already and would
not let anybody keep me from marrying Mark. For the very first time in
my life, my Momma did not argue. Now I know where Mark gets his presence
from.
Brett began working with my Momma upon the wedding, little knowing that
Mark had made it a double wedding so that they could wed each other. He
and Stan planned it so that they would have to marry then.
Brett knew several contractors that soon built us a nice home and Momma
did the interior. We lived apart until after my surgery, Mark and I
explored ways to pleasure each other.
My hormones were giving me everything that I needed to look like a
woman. Only thing missing was to soon be sorted by my doctor. Little did
I know what a real asshole he was.
My psychiatrist was and still is Brenda Morning Rose. She is a Native
American Shaman who saw who I was inside when I was in elementary
school. She was the one that got me started upon hormone so that I went
through a girl's puberty. She was the one that gave me that gaffe so
that I would look like a girl for P.E. and cheerleading.
But the actual doctor was gonna be Sam Godwin until he showed his true
colors. Mark was there by me as I was being prepped for surgery when he
heard the doctor say that he was about to start cutting upon "that fag
boy and turn him into a girl."
When Mark heard that, I saw his anger rekindle and he squeezed the bed
rail, leaving it a twisted mass. He stepped outside the door where the
doctor was still gabbing with a fellow doctor.
Mark politely invited them into the room where he closed the door after
they were inside. Then he asked them just who the fag boy was that was
to be turned into a girl.
When he said that, they got frightened because he had taken the
clipboard from them with my medical records. They both knew that they'd
made a very big mistake.
They tried to appease Mark who simply grabbed them both by the throat
and held them against the wall and told them that they were NOT going to
operate upon me, that they would find their license to practice medicine
revoked for such blatant disrespect for their patients and that if they
tried to practice medicine anymore, they would go to jail.
By that time, Security came in and tried in vain to get them released.
It took Stan to do it. He simply told Mark that he would take care of
them.
Stan made sure that they never darkened the door of a hospital ever
again. They now serve as prison doctors.
When Mark finally broke down, I was able to comfort him as he cried
himself to sleep. What he did was a nightmare for him because he almost
killed them. Mark has a temper that when aroused, only Stan or I can
contain.
Well, they found me a real surgeon to sort out my body. She was a gentle
soul who understood what I wanted for she was a trans-woman herself.
Sunny Dey [yes, that's her name] was born Neil Dey Junior. But when she
chose her girl name, she chose Sunny to honor her Dad who accepted his
new daughter.
Mark was there for my surgery. When I awoke from the surgery, he was
holding my hand. When I heard him say that he loved me, it sent me into
a healing sleep.
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I was very sore for several days and couldn't stand to have any pressure
upon my groin. But Mark developed a technique that let him change my
dressings and pads without hurting me.
When it came time for me to go to the pool to totally relax, Mark was
right there by me. His presence soothed away any ache better than
anything else and when I told him about my desire to be a birth mother,
he smiled and said that was being arranged for me. He refused to say
what it was because it was not quite ready yet, but was in the making.
I knew then that whatever it was a gamble. He was trying to help me to
fulfill my dreams of motherhood and did not want me hurt by bogus
claims.
But I knew that Mark had friends that were experts in reproductive
biology. Just what he could do, I didn't know, but he had a plan. That
much I could tell.
Stan was there to take us home. He kept me laughing by telling his corny
jokes. After I healed up, Mark and I were married and Stan was Best Man.
After the honeymoon during which we gave my anatomy a good workout, Mark
settled into his practice and Stan opened up Stan's Emporium.
Stan had a collection of things from all over. He had bought an old
warehouse and turned it into an Emporium, and restaurant and catering
service. He always thought big, but he was still a Public Defender.
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Well anyway, here I am being my Mom's genetic girl waiting for Stan to
arrive and take me back home where he has arranged for my recovery.
Knowing him, he will not let my Mom keep me against my will. She has a
blind spot about me and Stan will not let her run roughshod over me.
They have gone head-to-head over different issues, but he will not let
her win this time.
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Oh, I had best get ready! I just saw Stan arrive in his limo and he is
getting out. Oh! What a surprise, it's Mark as well!! I will head down
and find out what's happening. When I opened the door, Mark took me in
his arms and carried me up to my bedroom where we sated our mutual
passions for each other while Stan kept my Mom occupied, he was good at
that.
Well, after our love session, Mark told me that there was a very good
chance that I could grow my very own reproductive system and become a
genetic girl. We would have to go to a special clinic that had the
facilities to test me to see how viable it was and they could even
transplant the system from a donor.
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It has been a year since I gave birth to our twin boys named after Mark
and Stan and now I have just finished nursing our twin girls born last
week. They are Sasha and Toni: named after me and momma. Just think, if
not for Stan's selfless dedication to our happiness, this would have
never taken place.
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Finis
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