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Chapter 1 I was in high school when things started to get confusing. Was I gay? Was I bi? Why did I dream as female sometimes? Why was I so good in sports but wish I could be a cheerleader? Why did I sneak into my sister's room and dress in her clothes when I was alone at the house? Why was I so ashamed? Let me start from the beginning. I grew up in a very happy Midwestern family in a town of that wasn't small but was certainly not a city. My name was Bart and I had one sister, Melissa, who was a year older than me. She was blonde with blue eyes and had a very friendly open personality. She was pretty and tall and she was also good at sports. She was 6'1" and played basketball and volleyball. Most of my friends thought she was "hot" but were intimidated because she was like an Amazon. She dated one guy all the way through high school and then went back to Penn State on a volleyball scholarship. My mom was named Marta and she was around 5'10" and worked in the school office. She was a great mom and everyone in the neighborhood loved her. Our house was the one everyone hung around on summer vacation because mom was always around for cookies and milk and lemonade. She was very funny and all my friends called her "mom" too. She was always there for me and when dad would "blow his stack" at me she always protected me from him going too far. My dad, William, was the disciplinarian at our house. He was around 6'2" but he had brown hair and eyes. He worked in business but was very involved in coaching both Melissa and I in youth sports. He was tough but fair and probably harder on Melissa and me than he was on the other kids because he didn't want to be accused of favoritism. He was a good man but occasionally harsh. He had been in the military and had seen combat but he never talked much about it. Melissa could just smile and he would let her have whatever she wanted but I had to work for everything. Until Melissa started to hit puberty around 12, it was hard to tell us apart. We were both tall, blonde, slender, long legs and fit. We both had what some people might call ?bubble butts? but nobody made fun of her since she was a girl and so supposed to be a little more shapely back there. When she hit puberty, I was very jealous for some reason. I was also fascinated and would lie in bed at night pretending it was me that had little breast buds. I would sometimes stand in front of my mirror and tuck my ?boy parts? between my legs to see what I would look like as a girl. I gave the outward appearance of being a normal boy. I had lots of friends and played whatever sport was in season and in the summertime I was always outside doing something like riding bikes or at the local pool. But I always felt wrong. I don?t know how to say it any other way. I felt like I was watching someone else instead of living my life. There were mornings when I would wake up from a dream where I was female and as I realized I had been dreaming I would get teary. Eventually I would go down to breakfast and my mom would ask me if I felt okay. I just shrugged it off because I was just so confused. Not long after Melissa started puberty, I was home ?sick?. It was one of those days after I had a ?girl? dream when I just couldn?t get it together enough for school. I was watching TV and decided to take a nap. I got up to go up to my room and I passed Melissa?s room on the way. I don?t know why but I turned into her room. It smelled so pretty. I walked over to her drawers and began to look and touch her panties and bras. I had done this before but today for some reason I decided to try them on. I picked a pretty pink lace panty and bra set. I stripped off my boy pj?s and pulled the panties up my legs. I finally figured out the bra and got the hooks fastened and turned the cups around to the front and put my arms in and pulled everything up into place. When I looked in the mirror I saw my boy parts and so I ?tucked? them away and then I found a couple of anklet socks to fill in the ?A? cup. Then I walked to the closet and found a pink short sleeve top with a sweetheart neck and a denim mini skirt and put them both on. As I walked back to the closet to find some shoes, I glanced in the mirror and it startled me. For just a moment, I thought Melissa had walked in. I stood for just a few moments staring. As I stood there I had this very peaceful yet excited feeling that I had never experienced before. It was almost as if I saw me for the first time. I went to the closet and found a pair of pink strappy sandals with about a one inch heel. They fit and so I sat in front of her mirror at the vanity. I stared at Melissa?s makeup and jewelry for a long time but I didn?t know how to use any of it so I left it alone. I walked around her room for an hour or so and also started reading some of her magazines. There were some very interesting articles about fashion and make up and then I noticed she had a whole stack of them in the corner. I pulled out 3 or 4 issues and then took off her clothes and tried to put them back as I found them. I took those magazines back to my room and hid them under my bed. I started doing that every week or so and I would read them in my room at night when my parents thought I was studying. Chapter 2 Time passed and even after Melissa left for college, a lot of her things were still here at home. I was basically living like a normal boy but when I was alone; I would sneak into her room and dress and become a teen age girl named Roxanne. I was also sleeping in her nighties almost every night and the dreams were becoming more frequent. As I mentioned, I played whatever sports were in season and I dated the homecoming queen, Debbie. We would have some pretty hot ?makeout? sessions and we cuddled and groped and did everything but sex. I was fascinated by her body and her clothes and they way she smelled. When we were together, I would fantasize that I was her. Finally, the summer before college, we were alone at her house and her parents were out for the evening. We were on the sofa when she stood and took my hand and led me down the hallway to her room. She sat me down on her bed and turned on some very sexy music. She turned back to me and began a strip tease. It was very hot and I was really turned on imagining what it would be like to do that. When she was finally naked, she began to take off my clothes. Finally we were both naked and she lay back on her bed and spread her legs. I got on the bed next to her and suddenly couldn?t keep an erection. I was embarrassed and started crying. She asked if I didn?t think she was pretty and I told her she was. I started to get dressed and then she got angry. ?What are you? Some kinda fag? Can?t get it hard for a girl? Are you gay? You must like cock better than pussy you fucking queer!? I was almost out the door by then and was sobbing. I went to my car and just sat there shaking and crying. Finally I composed myself and drove home. I went up to my room and put on a very short, nightie and read an old issue of Vogue. I finally fell asleep and when I woke the next morning, mom told me that Debbie had already stopped by and dropped off some of my things and made it clear she didn?t want to see me again. I shrugged and said something about going away to college and how it wouldn?t have lasted anyway. Mom looked concerned like she wanted to say something but then dropped it. I was working at the mall that summer as a janitor and I would see all the kids I went to school with. In a couple days, I noticed that whenever I would see Debbie or her friends, they would look at me and whisper and then giggle with each other. Soon, the guys were whispering and then staring at me. I would talk to them and they would be very rude. I would overhear conversations about parties and when I would ask they would make it clear I wasn?t invited. So the last 6 weeks before I left for college, I spent pretty much alone. Mom was worried and Dad was distant as usual. Once I woke up in the middle of the night and overheard them talking in their bedroom. ?Do you think he?s gay? The guys at work are being kinda jerks about it.? My mom would just tell Dad that ?Just be supportive dear. It?s just a phase. I?m sure he?s fine.? Chapter 3 I had decided to attend the State University. It was about 200 miles from home so it was far enough away that I was ?away? to school but not so far as Melissa. I also didn?t have any kind of scholarship so I was going to have to work and go to school. I had been hired as the night janitor at a mall in the town so I could work nights and study since it wasn?t exactly going to take 8 hours to empty the trash. I had grown to about 5?11? but I was still kind of thin. I think I weighed about 145 lbs when I left for school in my beat up old VW Bug. I had always worn my hair kind of long but not crazy. I didn?t get it cut all summer before I left so by the time I showed up at the dorm, it was about shoulder length. My roommate was a decent guy named Rick who was a sophomore but he met a girl the first week of class and she had her own place so he was never there almost all the time. I got to know a few people and started making some friends. When the guys would get together for a few beers I would join in and when they talked about girls and some of their experiences I would just listen and laugh along with them. Sometimes they would get pretty graphic and it always excited me a little when they called some girl a ?slut? or ?dirty whore?. I also started getting to know a girl from my Psych class. Bridgette was her name. She was about an inch taller than me and had been a volley ball player in high school. She knew of my sister and had played against her in some tournaments. Bridgette had been good enough to play in high school but not college. She was nice and was in good shape but she always wore plain clothes and not much makeup or jewelry. Some of my buds from the dorm thought she was probably gay but I liked her and we hung out some and studied together. She was always talking about how much I looked like Melissa and teased about putting make up on me and that with my long hair, my parents wouldn?t know the difference. I laughed it off but it always made me feel funny inside. Things fell into a routine. Go to class during the day and then 3 nights a week I worked at the mall from 8:00 in the evening until I finished. I would clean up and then study for a couple hours. I didn?t have to punch a clock or anything and I would usually be home by 2:00 am but get paid for 8 hours. There was always a party on Friday and Saturday nights and I was always there. I drank a little too much then but I was just letting off steam. Once Bridgette got me back to my room because I was hammered and she was afraid I would get lost. I thought about trying to kiss her but I was so drunk I just passed out on my bed. It was the early October and there was a chill in the air sometimes. The leaves were turning to bright reds and oranges and the campus was beautiful. Bridgette and I were studying together one Indian Summer afternoon on campus and I felt her eyes on me. I looked up and she smiled. ?What?? I said. She asked me, ?Have you seen any of the flyers about the Halloween costume party at the dorm in 3 weeks?? I nodded and she continued ?You know first prize for the best costume is $1,000?? I nodded again. ?I think we can win?? I just shook my head and went back to reading. She tried to bring it up again a couple more times that day but I just blew it off. The next Saturday I ran into Bridgette at a party and she asked again. I was already a little drunk and so I said ?Yeah whatever.? She just beamed, ?I just know we?ll win Bart. You?ll see.? I smiled back at her but I felt a little uncomfortable. ?Come over to my dorm tomorrow at 2:00 and we can make plans. My roommate went home for the weekend and won?t be back until after supper.? I woke up the next day with a hangover but I couple Advil and some coffee and I was starting to feel human again. I watched TV for a little while and then hopped in the shower. I put on some clothes and went over to Bridgette?s dorm. I knocked on her door and she opened the door and let me in. Laid across her bed were two sets of clothes. One was a white men?s 3 piece suit and a black shirt and the other was a bright red dress that appeared to be off the shoulders and strapless with a pair of red 3 inch strappy heels. I turned and looked at her. Bridgette said, ?The theme for this costume party is old movies. You know that the ?theater types? will all go all out so we have to be creative. Did you ever see the movie ?Saturday Night Fever??? I nodded, ?Yeah?it had that one guy that was in ?Pulp Fiction? right? They danced a lot kinda disco??? Bridgette smiled. ?Very good. The characters were named Tony Manero and Stephanie.? I rubbed my chin. ?Yup I remember. Lots of dancing.? I walked over to the white 3 piece suit. ?I?ll look good in this,? I said. Bridgette shook her head. ?Actually?.that?s my costume. You?re going as Stephanie.? It hit me like a bolt of electricity. I was speechless. Chapter 4 Bridgette continued, ?We have lots of work to do so let?s start by trying things on. After I do whatever alterations are necessary then we can keep the costumes at your place because we?ll have to have someplace to practice dancing.? I sat down. I was trembling. ?Here, take off your clothes so you can put this on. I figured you to be about a size 10-12.? She was all business and so I composed myself and stood to take off my shirt and jeans. In a few minutes, I was standing there in my underwear as she helped me into the dress. She pinned it in a few places but I was surprised it fit pretty well maybe a trifle big. She looked up and said, ?Good thing your blonde so not very hairy but you?re gonna have to use this for the next couple weeks.? With that she handed me a couple bottles of Nair and said, ?Just follow the instructions and you?ll be fine. Might as well do your whole body.? With that she put the bottle in a sack and shooed me out of her room. ?I have some sewing to do and we don?t have much time.? I headed back to my room and just sat and stared. What would people think? Could I pull it off? I knew that my roommate had basically moved out but what if he came home and found me in a dress with hairless legs and body? What if it got around campus that I liked girl?s clothes? What if my mom and dad found out? Bridgette and Melanie knew each other. What if they talked? My brain was spinning so I just laid back on the sofa and relaxed. I closed my eyes and I must have dozed off because the next thing I knew it was night time and there was someone knocking on my door. I opened it and it was Bridgette with an overnight bag. She took one look at me and told me to take the Nair and get in the shower. I did as I was told and 20 minutes later I emerged with wet hair on my head but I was bald from the eyebrows down. I put on a pair of sweat pants and a sweat shirt and went in the main room. She looked up and said, ?Okay, back in your bedroom.? I did as I was told and once there she opened the overnight bag. Inside was the red dress along with those very strappy 3 inch heels, a pair of nude pantyhose and a strapless bra. She tossed me the pantyhose and bra and said, ?Here put these on.? I hesitated and she said. ?O for gosh sakes! I grew up with 4 brothers. You don?t have anything I haven?t seen before!? So I turned my back, stripped off my sweats. First I put on the bra by fastening it in front and turning it around with the cups in front. I took a pair of socks and put one in each cup. Then I took the pantyhose and scrunched them up to put them on my feet and then I stood and slowly smoothed them up my legs. They felt fantastic. Bridgette was smiling at me. ?What?? I said. She said, ?I think this is not your first time.? I blushed and smiled. I sat down and put on the shoes and fastened the buckle I stood up and she helped but the dress on and she zipped up the back. She told me to go blow dry my hair and she would be in to help me style it. I turned and walked into the bathroom like no normal boy would have if it was his first time in heels. Bridgette smiled. Melissa had been right. Bart had been wearing her clothes. She was looking forward to helping him come out since both Melissa and Marta, Bart?s mom, already knew. I was in heaven. I was dressed in a pretty red dress. My long blonde hair was almost dry and was very thick. Even though I wore it in a ponytail most of the time, I always washed and conditioned it. It was thick and straight. Bridgette came in with a curling iron and in 10 minutes I looked in the mirror and a lovely young girl looked back. I had butterflies in my tummy when Bridgette broke the silence with, ?Would you like some help with your make up?? I blushed and nodded. After another 15 minutes of her kind help I looked back in the mirror and Roxanne looked back. I almost fainted. Bridgette said, ?You?re very pretty. Do you have a name?? I nodded and smiled, ?Roxanne. But you can call me Roxie.? Bridgette smiled. ?Mmm Foxy Roxie? Very nice.? With that she leaned in and kissed me gently. I returned the kiss and soon she had my dress back off and we were on the bed in a very hot 69. She had 3 or four orgasms and I soon filled her mouth with my cum. She really had a great body even if she had very plain in the face; she was very athletic with long strong legs and a nice butt. Her breasts were not huge but seemed like the nipples were like rocks. After a few minutes, she kissed me and started to get dressed. I started to change clothes and put my sweats back on. Once she was all packed up, she leaned over and kissed me and said, ?Every night you don?t work, we?ll meet here and practice. She glanced up. ?We?ll have to do something about your eyebrows.? Chapter 5 Over the next 3 weeks, if I wasn?t in class or at work, I was in dresses or skirts. Bridgette had given me a pedicure and painted my toenails a bright red. She made me keep them that way by telling it will help me feel like a girl. We practiced walking and sitting and she found a voice tutorial online. She also cleaned up my eyebrows some but not so much that it was completely obvious. I kept my body and my legs hairless and found that after a week or so, I had to focus when I was in ?Bart mode? because I was spending so much time as Roxie. I was even wearing panties all the time now even when I was dressed as Bart. I loved every minute. Bridgette and I practiced dancing until my feet were blistered and my legs ached. In heels I was nearly 6?2? so even though Bridgette was a little taller than me, she wore lifts in her ?Tony? shoes. I was learning to follow and dance backwards. It was fun but tiring and I guess it just felt so natural to be Roxie that it began to not feel like a costume. Finally it was the day of the Halloween costume ball. Bridgette and I got a hotel room off campus so we could relax and take our time getting dressed. I had been using moisturizers on my face and body for the last few weeks so my skin was so smooth and soft. After a lovely afternoon of shopping where I had my first manicure, we went back to the hotel to get dressed. I had bought a lacy red garter belt with nude stockings along with the matching red lacy panties. I had decided that I was going to feel as fem as possible tonight. I showed it to Bridgette and she was very happy for me. She got dressed first and came out in the white suit and black shirt. She had gotten her hair cut fairly short and it was combed back just like Tony. I then got dressed and did my hair and makeup. I had been practicing quite a bit and I was remembering a lot from Melissa?s fashion mags. I had decided on more dramatic evening look and when I came out, ?Tony? just whistled. We went out to Bridgette?s car and she drove us to the hall where the party was being held. It was the most wonderful night of my life. I don?t think anyone knew I was Bart. They all thought I was a girl named Roxanne who decided to dress as Stephanie. We drank a little and danced a lot. At midnight, they announced that we had won the contest. We danced again and had a few more drinks but around 1:00 the party started to wind down. I was starting to feel sad because I was going to be going back to being Bart. We went back to the motel and went to our room. Bridgette suggested I put on one of my pink baby doll nighties while she went to the restroom. I got undressed and did as she asked but when she came out of the bathroom; she was wearing her boy tee shirt and no underpants. She was wearing a strap on dildo that must have been at least 7 inches long and looked like a real penis. I giggled and said, ?What are you doing?? She looked at me and said, ?Get over here and suck my cock, bitch!? I don?t know why but that made me incredibly turned on and so I did as she asked and within seconds I was on my knees in front of ?Tony? sucking cock like a pro. After a while we ended up on the bed with ?Tony? on top kissing and nibbling each other. Suddenly, ?Tony? stopped and put a pillow under my ass and put some lube on his ?dick? and said, ?I?m gonna fuck your brains out Roxie.? I felt the head of the dildo at the entrance to my bottom and then he gently pushed forward. I don?t think anything ever hurt so badly. Slowly he entered until I felt his tummy up against the back of my thighs. Then he slowly built up a rhythm. In and out and then it started to feel food and then he hit a spot that made me see stars. Oh my God that felt so good! After about 5 minutes of that I began to feel an internal feeling I never felt before. It built for a time and then suddenly in a crescendo my entire body seemed to release in orgasm. We lay there and caught our breath and then we fell asleep in each other?s arms. The next day, we packed our things to head back to the dorm. Bridgette insisted that I keep all the clothes and makeup I had been wearing for the last two weeks. I asked when I would see her again and she then told me she was dropping out of school and going into the Peace Corps. We hugged and laughed and cried and I wished her the best. When she dropped me off in front of the dorm she looked at me and asked if Roxie was going to live. I smiled and blushed, ?You bet your ass she is.? I waved as she drove off and then I hauled my bag up to my dorm room. When I got there I found an envelope addressed to Bart. It was a note from my roommate Rick along with the key to the room. He was moving in with his girlfriend off campus and I was going to have the room all to myself for the next 2 months. Sometimes life just works out. Chapter 6 I put all my things away and then I dug through my drawers and got all my boy boxers and briefs. I threw all of them in a plastic bag and tossed them in the trash on my way out to my car. There was a larger city south of our college town about 30 miles and I got in the bug and headed out. I pulled into the first mall I saw. I proceeded to buy enough panties and bras and camisoles to get me through about 2 weeks. I did some more window shopping as I walked through the mall. On my way out of town, I saw a tattoo and piercing shop. I pulled in the parking lot and got out of my car and walked in the front door. By the time I left, both ears were pierced as was my tongue and I had a ?tramp stamp? across my lower back that I thought resembled Harley wings. I got back to the dorm about 9:00 and watched a little TV before I crashed. My bottom hurt a little but every time I felt it, it made me smile. I got up the next morning and got on the computer. I did a search and found an online pharmacy. Over the last couple of weeks, I had begun to question a lot of things. I knew at this point I was transgender and so I researched types and dosages of a TS HRT regimen. When I got the pharmacy site, I found what I was looking for. I then selected appropriate amounts that would last 3 months and loaded to the shopping cart. I went to check out and entered my credit card info. I paused for a minute before I hit the ?purchase? button. It was a big deal. I hit the button. Time passed and I found that I was no longer being invited to hang out with the guys in the dorm. Someone had posted a pic online of me at the costume party dressed as Roxie accepting the award for best costume with ?Tony?. I guess I had begun to accept me so it didn?t bother me much. When I wasn?t at work or class, I was pretty much dressed as Roxie anyway. My ears and tongue were mostly healed and I loved my new ?Tat?. I had found a bar in the bigger city to the south of us that catered to the TG community that I began to hang out in. I made some new friends and Friday and Saturday nights found me down there. I put my makeup on in the car while stopped at a rest stop on the way out of town and then changed clothes in the ladies rest room. I moved and acted so fem now that nobody ever suspected I wasn?t a girl. At first they weren?t going to let me in as I was underage. I looked at the bouncer and whispered in his ear if there wasn?t something I could do to earn my way in. He smiled and took my just off the doorway to an office where he unzipped his fly. I got what he wanted and so I dropped to my knees and took out his semi erect cock. It only took about 5 minutes to get him off and I swallowed like a good girl. After about 10 days I found a notice in my mailbox on campus that I had a package. I went to the window and picked it up. I rushed back to my dorm room and opened it. I took 1 white pill and 2 blue ones and set them on my desk for a second. Then I grabbed a glass of water and took them. The next couple mornings I was a little nauseous but that passed and I settled in to await the future. I took the pills every day at the same time. It was Thanksgiving break and I headed home. I put some simple studs in my ears to keep them open and a very small stud in my tongue so no one would know. Melissa and I hung around a little. I told her about meeting Bridgette, of course leaving out some parts of the story. She smiled like she knew about it. Mom was warm, wonderful and funny. Dad was distant. I was only there until Saturday. I told them I had a paper due and had to get back. I also wanted to look for an apartment. Mom was worried I wasn?t eating right. She made me get on a scale and I was down to 135 lbs. I promised her I would eat better. I got back to campus just in time to change and head south for the bar. I was the only one on the floor so I just change there. I went down and got in the car and was off. It was almost 10 by the time I got there and the place was jumping. There was a new bouncer and so I had to give him head to get in. I sat down with a couple of my new friends and ordered a Cosmo. We partied for a while and soon this really hunky guy came over and asked to buy me a drink. His name was Eric and he said he was new in town. We talked for a while and he bought me another drink and I was pretty buzzed. He asked me to go back to his place for a nightcap and I agreed. We got there and I sat on the sofa while he made us a short one. I kicked off my heels and drew my legs up under me. He sat and we chatted for a while but it wasn?t long before he was all over me. He began pushing me down between his legs and I knew what he wanted. I took his cock out and he was hard as a rock, he was almost as big as the strap on the Bridgette had used on me. I slurped him down and could feel him begin to squirm. Then he reached down and pulled me up to kiss him. As he did so, he picked me up and carried me to his bedroom. Once there he lifted my dress and pulled down my panties. He reached into his night stand and pulled out a tube of lubricant and began working his fingers in and out of me. First one finger then two fingers, then three, then four; I was moaning and begging for him to fuck me and then he turned me over on my knees. He positioned himself at the entrance to my ass pussy and moved forward. He had opened me up so well that I took his entire cock in one thrust. We fucked until the sun came up and I had to rush back before everyone got back to the dorm. He filled my ass pussy three times with his cum. I leaked so much into my panties on the way home, they were soaked. I made it just in time and got washed up and changed just as people started to return from break. Chapter 7 I fell back into a routine. Work, class, study and then repeat. It was winter and I was wearing girl jeans and girl tops under my coat. I was almost full time but I had to work as Bart. On weekends, I was driving south and Eric and I fucked like bunnies. If I didn?t cum when he fucked me, he would watch while I masturbated during a striptease for him. He loved it when his cum would leak from me and run down my leg while I danced for him I was eating a little better and I began to gain a little weight. My pants were tighter more in the butt than the waist. My skin was softer and my chest and nipples were itchy. I found a small furnished efficiency apartment not far from campus and signed a lease. I explained to mom and dad that I would only be home for Christmas Eve and Christmas as I had to get moved in and settled. They were glad to see me. Mom was please I had started to gain the ?freshman 15? finally. She did ask if I was okay, that I looked different. I told her I was never better. I got back to school and things fell back in to the same routine. Class, work, study and drive south to be with my boyfriend. I was full time now except for class and work. Time just seemed to slip away. It was now the middle of April. I had been on hormones for 5 months. I had little breast buds on my chest which I found very exciting. I had done some homework and found that a TS girl?s breasts usually developed to about one cup size smaller than their mothers. Mom was a ?D? cup. I felt like my ass was getting huge but Eric just shrugged and said, ?The bigger the cushion, the better the pushin???. I know I could feel it jiggle when we fucked. Most of my clothes still fit but were really tight through the butt and thighs. Eric had paid for me to have some laser treatments to my face and so I no longer had to shave. It was about time to reorder my hormones a third time. My little ?clit? would still get semi erect on when aroused but I was not worried about it. I told mom I was going to stay up here and go to summer school. Then it happened. I had finished up at school and had run back to the apartment to change and head south for Eric?s. I pulled up and there was someone sitting on the front porch. It was Bridgette and she was just home for the weekend. She couldn?t stay but I invited her in and we had a glass of wine. I called Eric and explained and he told me to just come after she left. She couldn?t believe how much I had changed. We talked for about 4 hours and then she had to go. We hugged and I waved as I watched her drive off. It was almost 10:30 when I got in the Bug. I needed gas so stopped at the gas station. I got on the highway and headed south. Just north of the city, I ran into road construction and had to get off the highway on to a detour. I don?t know if I took a wrong turn or what but I found myself in a part of the city that was very rundown. Not many people on the street and lots of cars with big sound systems that made my windows rattle. At one stoplight a car pulled up next to mine and they started yelling at me. ?What the fuck? Must be a white ?ho is y?all down here. Hey baby? Want some nigga dick?? I kept my windows up and I was terrified but somewhere inside me I felt butterflies of arousal I hadn?t felt before. Something almost primal. The light turned green and I drove off. It was now close to 11:30 and I had no idea where I was. I took out my phone to call Eric and the battery was dead. Just then my little car chugged a couple times and died. I coasted to the curb and stopped. I tried to start it and nothing happened. I thought about getting out and walking but I thought that might be a bad idea since I didn?t see any other blonde white women in the area. I decided to sit tight and maybe a cop would come along. I sat for maybe 15 minutes when that same car from the stop light drove by me going the other direction. I tried to slump down in my seat so they wouldn?t see me but I was too late. They went past me and made a u-turn and pulled up behind my car. I watched in my rear view mirror as four large black men got out of the car and walked up on either side. I made sure my doors were locked and then the driver rapped his knuckles on my window. I turned and he yelled, ?Roll down the window, bitch!? I shook my head and then the guy on the passenger side tapped on the window with a gun. I turned back to my side and the first guy smiled. ?Get out the car, ?ho!? I shook my head and he hit the window with a rock he had in his hand. The window shattered and I screamed even though there was no one around to help. They unlocked the car door and dragged me out of the car. They put duct tape across my mouth and then they tied my hands and feet with plastic ties. Then the biggest one picked me up over his shoulder and put me in the trunk of their car and closed it. I thought I was going to die. I felt the car start and then it began to move. We must have driven for 15 minutes with several stops and turns along the way. Then the car stopped and the trunk opened. I think we were in a garage of some sort and the biggest one picked me up and carried me into this old house. They sat me down on a chair and I looked around. Across the room was one of the four. In his hands he held what looked like my dad?s 12 gauge shotgun. The driver then looked at me and said, ??k bitch. If you fuckin? scream or make a noise, he will splatter yo brain all over the wall, dig?? I nodded. He then ripped the duct tape off my mouth. The he said, ??K bitch, we gonna fuck yo brains out fo the next l?il while. You make a noise, you dead. Try to run, you dead. Got it ?ho?? I have never been more frightened in my life and I have never been more aroused. ?What do I call you?? I whispered. ?Y?all call me yo? daddy.? I figured if I they found my little clitty I was dead so I decided to tell. ?Daddy? I?m just a dirty l?il tranny ?ho but I luv me some black cock in my mouth and my ass pussy.? He stared at me for what seemed like forever. Then he unzipped his pants and whipped out his now semi erect cock. Even only half erect, it was still bigger than anything I?d handled up to now. He just stepped forward and said, ?open up. ?ho? and when I did he grabbed the back of my head a pulled my mouth on to his dick. He was pounding down my throat and I was gagging while his boys were all saying things like ?white fag bitch be likin her some black cock!? After about 5 minutes, the leader started to grunt and he exploded down my throat. Soon I was untied and they made me do a strip tease for them. Things descended from there and by the end of the night my ass pussy had been filled with cum 8 times and my mouth 4 times. I had cum at least 3 times even though my little clitty had not been touched. By the end of the gangbang I was begging for more cock and they didn?t even have a gun on me. They let me shower and get cleaned up. Then I made them breakfast while we smoked a joint. After I cleaned up, their leader, Jamal, drove me to my car. As I got out he gave me his number on a piece of paper. I French kissed him and put it in my purse. It was almost 4:00 am. He jump started my car and he told me how to get back on the right road and I got to Eric?s about 4:30. He was worried sick and I just told him I had car trouble and a dead phone battery. He wanted sex but I was too sore so I just told him I was tired. When I woke it was already after noon. I took a shower and fixed my face and put on a sexy pair of panties and some gym shorts. I went braless even though all I had were little buds and I put on a white wife beater tee and some Nike sneaks with pink laces. I sat down with Eric and told him that I cared for him but that I was only 19 and too young to get tied down. He seemed to understand and we hugged and I left. I was about a block away when I pulled out my phone and dialed Jamal. ?I want you to cum in my ass pussy baby.? He told me where he lived and we fucked all afternoon. About 5:30 I headed back north to my little apartment. I made myself a frozen pizza and watched a little tv. I went to bed about 10. My ass was sore for 3 days. Chapter 8 About every other weekend for the next several months, I would drive south to the city and let Jamal and his friends use my hot little body. It was now August and I had been on hormones for 9 months. I had real boobies that were almost ?B? cup. When I would cum, my little clitty would only be slightly erect and the fluid was clear. But my whole body would cum when I orgasm. I was working still at the mall but only in very baggy clothes with my hair tucked up under a cap and my boobs wrapped. I had been seeing a shrink for a couple months and I had the letter certifying my gender as female. I needed to get enrolled but I needed to do it as Roxie. So I saw an attorney who did the paperwork. I officially became Roxanne Raymond. I got my driver?s license changed with a big letter ?F? under sex. Then I enrolled as Roxanne and explained to the office of the registrar how Bart was now Roxanne. My mom had been after me for months to come home for a visit. Finally I said, ?Okay mom. I?ll come home but I want to explain some things first.? I told her everything (except the fact that I was addicted to BBC). Bless her heart she just listened. Asked a few questions but generally just let me ?spew?. After I was done she said, ?Sweetie, Melissa and Bridgette have talked. I knew most of it and so does your dad. We?re all okay and we love our new daughter Roxanne.