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sex \?seks\ n. 1. Either of the two major forms of individuals that are distinguished respectively as female or male especially on the basis of their reproductive organs. 2. The activity of sexual intercourse or any function or behavior involved with reproduction. 2 Months Ago... Margaret Beacher had just finished her double shift at St. Mary's General Hospital. It would be the last double for a while, she hoped. It took a lot of time and effort but she had finally made head nurse. She walked around to the corner office. They had already scraped off the old name from the door but the room was still being used for storage and filled with boxes. "Ms. Beacher?" The voice belonged to tall, younger man. "Yes? Dr. Dells, what are you still doing here?" "I was about to ask you the same thing." Dells smiled at her. Margaret was too tired to smile back. She opened the door to her new office. There were old medical cots and equipment, file cabinets were placed randomly wherever they'd fit. Empty medical supply boxes, scattered scrubs, ceiling tiles; it was a mess. "You know," Dells said, "it's late. You don't have to do that tonight." Margaret flipped on a light, put on her best smile, and turned. "No," she sighed, "I want to get this done. After all..." she turned back to the lit room, looking with renewed vigor, "it is my office." The departure of Dr. Greg Etski from the hospital was sudden and unexpected. Eleven years ago he had suffered a minor heart attack but recovered. He hadn't really been himself even five years before that. Margaret seemed to recall being a nurse for a patient he had back then. There was something peculiar about that case but she couldn't remember exactly. It didn't matter. The doctor had returned from medical leave but was never the same. He gave his notice so unexpectedly that the hospital administration never quite filled the position and his office had lain open. That is until the hospital restructured, opening up the head nurse position. Margaret opened up another drawer. A stack of a magazine labeled "Nurses" with a big, bold 'X' instead of the middle 'S' lay inside. The cover had a picture of a teenage girl wearing a nurses hat, an overcoat and nothing else. Ms. Beacher rolled her eyes. "I can't believe I ever slept with that guy," Margaret muttered to herself. She tossed the magazines to the side but they fell and crashed against a coat rack, tipping it over. "Crap." The coats scattered to the floor and she moved to grab them but noticed a small, cardboard box underneath. There was white tape wrapped around it with the label of a patient which read: JONES Jones! That was the patient she was trying to remember. It was a baby delivery, one of the first she had attended when she became a nurse. There was something odd about that delivery, why couldn't she think of it? She grabbed a scissor lying on the floor, then turned the box over to one of the tape-covered sides. She stopped when she saw the label there. PATIENT ONLY! DO NOT OPEN! She froze. She knew all the preaching in medical school about ethics and patient confidentiality. Still, she was curious. What was it about that case? She cut a small slit into the tape. Then it hit her. She stopped. It was that case, how could she forget? She had researched it a lot afterward. After that day Dr. Etski had always been on edge, something about that day set him off. It was the first case of true hermaphroditism she had ever seen and she guessed it was his first as well. On the bottom corner there was an address label for the Joneses. It was a medical label which meant the box would contain official hospital documents. Margaret wondered. Etski wasn't the most ethical person she knew. That was obvious. Any doctor who slept with young, influential nurses maybe wasn't pure evil but certainly wasn't reliable to always do the right thing. She bet Etski never released these documents. The parents probably never learned the truth about the kid's condition. The kid would be sixteen by now and also probably wouldn't know. Margaret sat there for an hour. If she sent the package it could change everything this kid knew about his - or her - life. If she didn't, this same kid could be going through a lot of issues and have no idea why. The box sat there. Should she send it or let it sit a secret forever? --- Patricia Jones got an odd package in the mail one morning. It was a curious, brown cardboard box. By the look of box and its labels, it looked like a medical box. She checked. Saint Mary's General Care of Dr. Gregory Etski That's weird. It was from the hospital Casey was born in. They hadn't gone back to that hospital since then, her husband Alexander had almost insisted. From Casey's postnatal checkup even to when Alexander went to the ICU and eventually died they had gone out of their way to utilize other hospitals. Patricia put the box away in her room and put it out of her mind. Throughout the whole day however, the thought of the medical box gnawed at her mind. It had to be something to do with her pregnancy or the birth, that's the only reason they ever went to that hospital. At the same time something felt... off about Casey. She couldn't help staring at him when he came home from school or talked on the phone with Roald or walked through the living room. Maybe it was just mother's paranoia. Still, what if something important was in that box? Some sort of vaccination they had missed or an accident never reported. God forbid it was some sort of birth defect or genetic disease. When Casey and the rest of the household went to sleep, Patricia finally worked up the guts to open the box. At first it was hard to cypher out anything from all the medical mumbo-jumbo but then she found a folder with a note attached. She read the note while looking at the file. Then Patricia passed out cold. The next day Patricia sat at the breakfast table trying not to shake with anxiety. Casey came prancing into the kitchen before school. "Good morning, mommy!" he said, and gave her a kiss on the cheek. Patricia stiffened. At least Casey was in a good mood but this was so unlike him. Or her? Patricia didn't even know anymore what to think and what's more, she didn't even know if Casey had figured it out either. Just then, Kyle walked in. Patricia almost dropped her shaking coffee cup when Casey bounded up to Kyle, gave him a big hug and a kiss on the cheek as well. Was she imagining Casey's chest smush inward as he pressed up against Kyle? Did his lips look a little fuller? His butt a little rounder? The toaster popped up like a gunshot. Patricia shot out of her chair equally fast. "Geez, a little jumpy today, mom? Anyway..." Casey said, grabbing the two Pop-Tarts and dashing out the door. "Gotta hurry or I'll be late to school! Bye!" It took a moment, a long moment for Patricia and Kyle to realize they were both frozen there, standing up and staring at one another. "That's some kid you've got there," Kyle said, clearly awkward at breaking the nervous silence. "Yes," Patricia replied stalely, "she is." It was a slip. At the same time Patricia thought, 'Did I just say that?' Kyle thought, 'I didn't just hear her call Casey a 'she,' right?' That's when Patricia saw Kyle's pajama pants, tenting out with his noticeable hard on. Kyle noticed her looking and Patricia couldn't hold it in, "Holy shit! See something you like?" Kyle made the worst attempt at covering up, only muttering "Oh, gosh. Must just be morning wood or something." Patrica didn't remember much of the rest of the morning save for having to go to her bedroom for some alone time. 'Man,' she thought, 'I really need to get laid;' and that was the first time Patricia became jealous of Casey. If she thought it would get any easier from there, it didn't. Kyle broke his arm at work so he had stayed at home more and more lately. This lead to Casey hogging more and more of his attention whenever he could. Patricia knew her and Kyle weren't ever going to be romantic again and she wasn't sure just what to make of those two together - she was sure she was just imagining things, right? - but part of her felt like Casey should at least ask her first before making a move on Kyle... "Oh, this is insane!" she shouted. Patricia continually dug into the box and reviewed Casey's file. There was a medical diagram in there and... yep, there they were. Next to the column labeled "22." Two blurry squiggles above the "X" symbol on Casey's chromosome chart, indicating female. Each day that week seemed a different adventure. Betsy was over, then Casey's friend Ricky. For whatever reason Casey had insisted they go over gym class lessons, since he wasn't able to participate in school. This involved a lot of stretching and wrestling but seriously, how thick could this Ricky be? Casey was practically cumming in his pants, sweaty and panting after each session. Or Skye was. Patricia had read a number of notations and letters from the box as well. One of particular interest was from the nurse who had sent the box. It read: "In case Casey does ever regret the decision that was made, Dr. Etski did create an alternate birth certificate for your child as a female under the name 'Skye,' the child's middle name." Ricky seemed oblivious to Skye's flirting. That man was a total meat- head. Still, he was rock solid. He bumped into Patricia once outside. "Oh, sorry Mrs. J." "It's Ms. J," Patricia said, with a snap, "And you can call me Patricia." She smiled and Ricky smiled right back. 'Well,' Patricia thought, before she could help it, 'if 'Skye' can toy with Kyle, maybe I can get a little attention from Ricky.' The weeks passed and Patricia continued to read the files over and over, obsessed and no closer to knowing what to do. The kids all played ball in the backyard one day and Casey looked like his normal self. The next day he - or she - was on the coach with Roald for a movie night, and shrinking into his shoulder at all the scarey parts. Patricia didn't really mind though, Ricky had accidentally placed a hand on her leg and she not-so-accidentally held his hand there the rest of the night. With Kyle sleeping in pain upstairs, Betsy just sulked, crammed between the two couples. They were going to have to get a second couch. One of the notes in the box spoke of the stitch the doctor had performed, stressing that the surgery was indeed reversible. Patricia snuck up to Skye's room one day upon hearing a noise only to hear girlish squeals coming from his room. Shouts of, "fuck me, fuck me!" seeped through the wood pane door. Another note warned against allowing puberty to progress too far either way unless the child was sure, as prolonged hormones could damage one sex and solidify the other. Patricia did 'accidentally' catch her child in the bathroom a couple times; once peeing standing up and the other coming out the shower but wrapped in medical bandages. Surely it doesn't take that long for broken ribs to heal, if they were even broken in the first place! Was Casey a boy? Skye a girl? If what was going on was confusing for Patricia, she couldn't even imagine how it was for her kid. She should tell Casey, or Skye, or whoever. But what to say? Patricia was paralyzed with fear. Skye's next month's changes came to a head. Patricia had been reading up on an article the nurse had provided on some similar individuals who resorted to self-medicating with hormone replacement, like birth control pills, in secret - hoping to cause changes. The nurse said this was a very bad idea and could cause some hyper-results for this patient. Patricia sighed relief when she realized none of her birth control pills had been taken But then she caught the tail end of a conversation Roald and Casey were having in the study. Or, by the sound of it, it was a conversation with Roald and Skye. "No!" her son... her daughter protested, at some question Roald had asked. "Seriously? You've never french kissed? Well, you have to try it. It's so hot!" Skye seemed embarrassed for a second then blurted out, "I don't know how. Don't look at me like that!" Roald looked at her, disbelieving. "It's easy. You just kiss, only you stick your tongue out," and then in jest, Roald closed his eyes and stuck his tongue out and twirled it, "ike dis!" Skye giggled. She also mocked a kiss, only more exaggerated. "Allrgg!" she groaned, opening her mouth wide and sticking her tongue out like a frog. Was it Patricia's imagination or were they getting closer to each other. "I don't know," Skye said, "how do you keep from choking on the other person's tongue?" Oh shit! It happened in an instance. Roald was saying, "Silly, there's plenty of room in the mouth," Skye was saying, "There is?" they both mocked another kiss only this time they ended up in each other's mouth. The kiss was not quickly parted and soon they were in each other's arms. When the kiss did finally broke they were silent for a while, then they talked for a while, then they laughed about it for a while. All Patricia could think of though was the part in the medical report that said "Patient has fully functioning Uterus and Ovaries and with the correct administration of hormones, if desired, could bear children." 'Maybe I should get her on birth control anyway,' Patricia thought. She decided she was going to tell Casey that week. She had finally looked into Casey's closet and found the stash of bras and panties. More concerning however was a woman's pad, and dampened with blood no less! Then she found Casey's bottle of pills. "Folbecal," the label read. 'That can't be right,' Patricia thought, 'Those are maternity vitamins.' There was only one pill inside. She took it and looked it up online. "Andoriel," Patricia read, "A testosterone replacement drug." Hmm, maybe he really does want to be a male after all. That night she walked up to Casey's room and was about to go in and tell him when she heard the familiar sounds of Casey masturbating. "I have to be a boy! I have to be a boy!" Casey shouted, groaning but weeping at the same time. While it broke her heart, she didn't have the nerve to break in on him now - it would humiliate him. Still, something about the scene stuck in her mind. What Patricia hadn't seen was Skye on the bed, pumping Betsy's dildo in and out of her pussy as she said, "I have to be a boy! I have to be a boy!" and just as she came, "What would daddy say!" Patricia couldn't sleep. She heard more noise upstairs and checked the clock. 3:00 AM? This had to stop. She crept upstairs only to find Casey's door open, a trail of bandages leading down the hall. Slowly, she slid her way along the trail, picking up the bandage as she did. She noticed the trail led to Kyle's room, and inside were the all-too-familiar noises once again. 'No!' Patricia thought, aghast. In three quick steps she was there and she saw it. She had guessed wrong. Her son didn't want to be a boy, her daughter wanted to be a woman. And by the way Skye rode on top of Kyle, holding her breasts which were spilling from her chest and bouncing up and down, Skye was well on her way to becoming one. Patricia could see it all from the door. Kyle's member was lodging deep into what Patricia assumed was her daughter's vagina. That stitch could indeed be reversed! It must had been that Skye had been masking her voice as a girl all this time because as she shouted, "Cum in me, Kyle. Cum in me!" there was no hint of the adolescent boy's voice. It was the voice of a needy woman. There was also no hint of hesitation from Kyle as, with one hand on her hip, he gave the telltale jerk of a man releasing his seed. Proof further revealed by the white, sticky froth building up where the two met. Patricia came herself just watching the pair of them mate. Then she ran as fast as she could back downstairs. After Patricia left, Kyle half-woke. The sleeping pills were still working remarkably well and his mind was still fuzzy. The first thing he felt, stilled dazed, was a warm-yet-soft weight on his chest; then a pleasant-though-damp feeling on his groin. It takes the average person fifteen minutes to wake up fully but within two Kyle realized that there was a naked woman in his bed and he was inside her. He began to grow hard instinctively, even as he panicked. Then he remembered his dream. Someone must have snuck into his room during the night, someone must... Betsy! The girl roused a little and in rousing rolled her hips. Kyle couldn't help it, he rose his hips to meet her. Kyle knew he had been hard on that girl, he hadn't wanted to hurt her and, in truth, a part of him did want to see where things would lead. But Betsy always seemed so young, so innocent. He didn't want to take that away from her. But the woman on top of him now? So bold, so confident in being a woman. To take him like that? It was aggressive and, Kyle had to admit, so sexy. Kyle was a quarter-hard. Then three-quarters. As he grew, his penis, still lodged in the girl's pussy, pushed further and further into her. Kyle rose his hips up and down slowly, all the while feeling a little bad at fucking Betsy in her sleep. Even if she had done it to him first. If there was any hesitation though it was removed when he heard Betsy reply back, "Oh Kyle, yessss." It didn't sound like Betsy, did it? Kyle was fully hard, fully inside her and his motions picked up speed. He was so close already. Skye had already had that dream. In it she had walked into Kyle's room, fucked him and he spent himself inside her. Now, as she dozed dreamlessly, she found her body reacting on it's own but what was happening? Had her dream become real? Either way, Skye didn't care. It felt too good to stop. Still, she felt like she was forgetting something. "Oh god, we should stop... or I should get a condom or something," Kyle said. A condom? Made for keeping girls from getting pregnant? Girls like her! Skye was still in a sleep-filled daze herself and could only mutter out, "No condom?" Skye meant it as a question but Kyle heard it as permission. In a flash, both of them were cumming once again. Skye felt the warmth as fluid rushed into her insides, setting off her orgasm instantly. Kyle unloaded wave after wave into Skye's vagina which shook and pulled him into her. Once again, the two fell fast asleep. Somehow, later, Skye woke up and made it back to her room, still half dazed, and - having been fucked and filled twice - fell asleep for the last time that night, exhausted. "Casey! It's time to wake up, you're going to be late for school." It was his mom. "Not today, mother. I'm not feeling well." In truth however, Casey felt better than he had ever felt in his life. Then he opened his eyes and a shear, cold panic swept over him. His mom mumbled something from outside the door, something like, "Okay, but after you've slept a bit, we need to talk." Casey was on his back and could see his toes; they were peaking out between the large V-shaped valley created by the two breasts that rose and fell with each of his breaths. His breasts. Her breasts. Casey had gone to sleep a boy, had dreamed of being Skye but it was impossible for him to wake up a girl, it had to be. Was it magic; was he some sort of modern day Cinderella? This was impossible. Casey - or was she Skye now - squeezed the fleshy mounds with both hands. She definitely was awake, her skin grew goosebumps at the sensation. Her hands were barely able to cup half around each boob. The skin there looked remarkably smooth and hairless. What started as darker, almost tea colored centers spread lighter and pinker out to their circular edges as an enormous areola completely covered each breast like a snow cap covers a mountain. On top, like perfectly rounded M&Ms, stood Skye's nipples, even now lengthening as her excitement grew. Skye also felt-more-than-saw herself grow moist down below. Instinctively her hand was already reaching into that special space where she felt... Nothing. While a course yet soft tuft of pubic hair still nuzzled the crescent between her legs, it otherwise felt smooth to the touch. No penis, no balls; nothing was there but a slightly pursed mound of skin with a groove running in between. "It's impossible. It was just a dream," Skye said aloud, and noticed that when she wasn't trying to mask her voice it sounded musically feminine. As she probed her new-found vagina. There was some clumpy substance that gathered on her fingers. She brought it up to view and smushed it between two fingers. It was some sort of white, creamy discharge, sticky yet smooth. 'That's odd,' Skye thought, while at the same time reaching her other hand down to her sex to finish what the first one had begun. Her two fingers reached inside lightly when Skye felt it. Inside her something was stiffening, growing larger. As it became excited, the remnants of her penis grew out from within her. Now trapped within a layer of skin and pulling it upward as it extended, it nonetheless looked exactly like a tiny, little penis. That's when Skye had her first thought, not as a guy wishing he was less girl-like, but as a girl wishing she was less like a boy. 'It's ugly,' Skye thought, looking down at the little nub sticking out. Then Skye jerked up. That's right! All of this was real, and her mom was really waiting for her. What was she going to do? How could she go out looking like this, how would she explain this to anyone? Before even realizing it, she was pacing nude back and forth in her room. With each turn her hair flew around her neck, her chest swung and bounced. First things first. Without thinking about it she slipped on the first pair of panties she found as well as a t-shirt. That was no good! Without a bra, Skye looked like she was smuggling cantaloupes out of the grocery store under her shirt. She tossed the shirt off. 'The bandage,' she thought, 'where was the bandage!' She had worn it to sleep, it should be right here. 'This will have to do,' Skye thought, reaching for the bra she had purchased at the mall. She tugged on it quickly and the bra slid into place but cupped only the tops of her breasts. She yanked harder. "Ouch!" The padding surrounded her boobs as far as it would go and the back straps were nowhere near connecting. That's strange, they must have shrunk in the wash. Skye was in panic-mode. Not knowing exactly why she did it, she burst into the pink room. Just then, there was a knock on the door. "This isn't happening," Skye whispered to herself, then at the door, "Mom, I thought you said we'd talk later!" "This isn't your mother. It's me, Kyle." Oh shit! How feminine had her voice been just then? "Listen, my dang shower is acting up again. I'm going to jump in yours, okay?" and with that the doorknob to Casey's room - to Skye's room - began to turn. Double shit! Casey quickly slammed the door to the Pink Room just as Kyle came in. "Casey? Sorry, I didn't mean to barge in. I was just looking to use the shower?" "Yeah, I heard you the first time!" Skye fumed, frustrated. "Are you..." "I'm just picking up some stuff in the other room." Kyle left it at that and began to set up in the bathroom. 'He's taking his good time about it, too,' Skye thought as she heard Kyle plug in his shaver. For an instant Skye thought she should just go into the bathroom right now and tell Kyle the truth. Skye rolled her eyes at the thought. 'Right, I'll just lift up my shirt and say 'look Kyle, I have tits now and, I guess, a pussy. Apparently I'm a freak so what's new with you?' ' She heard Kyle start the water and suddenly ambushing him in the shower didn't sound like such a bad idea. Skye looked herself over. Would a guy even like her? She had never shaved her armpits and they were getting a little shaggy. Her legs too were a little prickly and she had tiny hairs on her toes. Her knees and elbows seemed too boney for a girl, her eyebrows too thick. Skye shook her head. She was still all-but-naked and needed to get out of there. She rustled through a pile of Betsy's clothes and picked out a bra. She was lucky, this one fit snugly. She picked out the baggiest shirt she could find and even then it merely draped itself out a foot before falling loosely around her middle. For pants all she could find were tight fitting jeans. They hugged her waist and made her ass stick out. She looked... good, she supposed. One thing was for sure though, there was no way she could pass as a boy. Skye didn't even bother tying her hair into a pony tail. She sped back into her room and grabbed her phone. Kyle had left the door to the bathroom ajar and was in the shower. It took every ounce of willpower she had not to peak in. Finally, Skye was out of her room. She crept down the stairs, wary that her mother might see her. When she saw her in the Kitchen she made a dash for the door and was gone. Patricia heard the rush of footsteps and had seen the human blur make a beeline past the divide between Kitchen and hallway. There was no mistaking what she saw; the image burned into her mind. On one hand, Skye had never learned that you don't wear a black bra under a white shirt. The bra lines were unmistakable. The second thing was the red thong that rode up above Skye's tight jeans. Patricia didn't have a chance to call out to her daughter before she was gone, and Patrica suddenly grew very concerned. "Okay," Skye said to herself, "I'm outside. Now what?" Everyone she knew, knew her as a boy. It felt like the whole world was some alien place. Then it hit her, the one person she could talk to. "So, you're playing hooky today too?" Alison's text read. Skye breathed a sigh of relief. Alison was more than willing to have Skye come over, Alison's parents were out of town. Skye ran to the nearest bus stop and rode it across town. On the bus, Skye felt uncomfortable in her own skin. It was like everyone was watching her, starting at her. It was like they all knew and she could feel their eyes roaming over every inch of her, making her want to scream. Within minutes she was standing on Alison's doorstep, finger hovering and afraid to push the doorbell. "There you are!" Alison shouted, the door bursting open, startling Skye. "Gotcha!" Skye had been hesitant at first but Alison grabbed her and held her hard. "How long were you waiting out there, anyway? Hey, you're not crying are you?" "No," Skye replied softly. It felt good, being in someone's arms. Skye walked inside Alison's quaint house while Alison buzzed all around her. "Wow, look at you," she remarked and, "It's been a while since we've seen each other," and "Can I get you anything?" Skye had been overcome the first instant, had been self-conscious the first moment but now, with Alison's constant attention, eyes looking her over, Skye couldn't help feeling attractive. She wasn't sure who had started it, but in mere moments the two of them were kissing. "I've missed you," Alison said, and her top was off. Then she removed her pants and was standing in her underwear. "It's almost been two months." Alison was behind Skye now, hands all over her body. She had Skye's shirt off, was cupping Skye's breasts. "Look at you, you're huge!" Skye was almost speechless. It was happening so fast. She opened her eyes to see the bra tag flapping above Alison's fingers. 34C "Thirty-four C?!" she moaned, incredulously. That couldn't be right, they fit so perfectly, so tightly. She was a boy. Boys don't have boobs. Boys don't... "I know. Looks like this girl hit the puberty jackpot," and as she said it, Alison already had Skye's pants tugged off, was already digging her fingers into Skye's panties and finding that sweet spot. Just like that, Skye really did feel like a girl. The two of them were all over the house and all over each other. First pressed against the wall, then giggling down the hallway. Bits of clothing fell here and were tossed there as they bumped into a table, then on the table; then they tumbled over the couch, then into the bedroom. There was a moments hesitation in Skye. Alison had her on her back on the bed, tugging off her panties. Again, Skye's swollen nub was lengthening from the crest of her labia and she held on to the hem of her panties for dear life. Alison noticed right away, "So you've got a big clit. So what?" and with that the last of Skye's protests melted away. She did like Alison for that and, in a way she loved her. As morning bled away to afternoon, their legs spread and bent. Their bodies twisted and sweat. Every inch of Alison found itself against every inch of Skye. Alison definitely knew how to pleasure a woman and based on Alison's responses, Skye wasn't so bad at it either. After all, she had a lot of practice. 'On myself anyway,' she thought. Still, as warm and comfortable she felt in Alison's arms and as many times as they brought each other to orgasm, Skye didn't quite feel satisfied. There was something missing. Whether Alison sensed it as well, before settling into a post-afternoon nap Alison said something that haunted Skye. "Be careful or I'll end up falling in love with you." Skye thought of that the whole time Alison dozed. Just before evening, Alison woke up. The two kissed a little more, made love - slowly and tenderly this time, no rush - and sat on the bed talking. "Stop calling me a tomboy!" Skye shrieked. "It's not my fault. I never really had anyone showing me... how to be a girl, I mean." "Well, for starters, you could do for a shave. You're legs are scraping me all over and people will start to think you're a hippy if you don't shave your arms." "I don't know how!" Skye blurted out. Skye turned red at the outburst and Alison giggled until she saw that Skye was being serious. "Here," Alison said nonchalantly, "I'll show you." Alison led Skye, still nude, into the bathroom. She drew a bath and helped Skye shave her legs. They made love. Alison showed her how to shave her arms and how to put on makeup. They made love again. It felt wonderful but each time Skye felt more detached. Alison was just about done putting Skye's hair up when Skye said, "Listen, Alison." "You're not in love with me." Alison said it as a statement, not a question. "I do! I mean..." Skye began to tear up. "You have no idea how much you mean to me, how grateful I am but it's just that..." "You're more into boys." There was a long pause and Skye was afraid to look up in the mirror to see Alison's expression. When she did, she saw her smiling. "It's okay. I kind of figured. Just promise me something." Skye replied instantly in a hushed, serious tone. "Anything." "Just promise me this won't make things weird between us." Skye sniffled and brushed the tears from her eyes, then smiled. Laughing, she gave Alison a playful shove and replied, "You mean any weirder than it already is?" They were both still naked. On the bus ride back Skye felt she could breathe again. Even in makeup, even with her hair up she felt like she could stick her chest out. Somebody loved her for who she was and that made a big difference. Skye remained confident all the way back to her house. 'Still,' she thought, 'maybe they won't understand. Maybe they'll hate me. Maybe..." "Oh, thank God!" Her mother burst through the door and rushed out to hug her. "I was worried sick! Don't ever do that again, young lady!" Skye realized then how late it was and how she had never told her mom where she was going. Skye also realized... had her mother just called her 'young lady?' As it turns out, her mom hadn't been kidding when she had said they needed to talk. Patricia had gathered Kyle and Betsy over and they had been waiting for Skye to arrive to have a family meeting. On the dining room table was the medical cardboard box. Skye surprised herself how well she took the news; her mother went through all the details of the hospital records. In truth, knowing was kind of a relief. It was a little awkward with Kyle trying not to stare at her and, even though Betsy admitted later that she had suspected a along, her mouth hung wide open when the facts were presented. Still, Skye was glad they were all there to support her. There was a brief pause when her mom stopped, "Technically the decision to be a boy or girl is still yours..." "A girl..." Skye said simply and without really giving it much though, "I think I'd like to be a girl." "Also," Patricia finished up, just in time to gather supper, "There's an alternate birth certificate. I spoke on the phone with a clerk from the courthouse and it can be used for your legal name. The name on the certificate is 'Skye Jones.'" Even though Skye had taken everything in as well as could be expected, no one expected the wide smile that appeared on her face when she heard this. "It sounds perfect." The mood at dinner was subdued. Everyone was cautious and apprehensive, it was new territory for them all. Still, Betsy was shocked when Kyle seemed to warm to her every small moment they were alone. In the kitchen he had even grabbed her butt! She was so shocked she had even dropped the book she'd been carrying and fled the room. Kyle didn't mind. He figured after what she had pulled - walking into a man's room at night and giving him the ride of his life - she'd be a little shy. But his mind was made up, he was going to give the girl a chance. After everyone had left, Skye later found the book Betsy had dropped. "The Metamorphosis," she read, "by Franz Kafka." The last book Betsy was reading had been helpful, maybe she would give this one a try. 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Supergirl - The Real Story Part 1 The future is not the bright, wondrous place everyone expects it to be. It is a place of darkness and overreaching government control. It's not the place of Star Trek that portrays humankind as being a benevolent, tolerant, evolutionarily evolved society. Sure, we figured out space travel and could travel throughout the galaxy, but we did so more to exploit natural resources and to spread the festering cancer which our society had become. You may...

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Supergirl in Bondage

This story will feature multiple threads featuring Supergirl getting tied up, and fucked. Sometimes she may be a willing participant, others not so much. Reader submissions are welcome. It had all gone to their plan, well almost. Kara Danvers, A.K.A. Kara Zor-El, A.K.A Supergirl with help from her friends had stopped the Obsidian device, and shut down Lex Luthor's satellites ensuring the twisted genius couldn't use them again. All that remained as Lex himself. The plan was for Kara to surrender...

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Ponygirls for Christmas

Ponygirl's for Christmas By: DonnerTie "What about this one Lizzy?" I held up the black latex corset. A look of utter embarrassment spread across my friends face. Her cheeks had turned crimson red, and she quickly averted her eyes. "No I don't think so Kelly" she managed to whisper. She tried to hide her discomfort by turning back to the rack of latex and rubber outfits that hung in front of her. I looked down at the shiny piece of material in my hands. It felt deliciously smooth to the...

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Brazilian Transsexuals

This morning, somebody sent me a link and told me it was a good place to find Brazilian transsexuals. I guess my head was still a little bit fuzzy from last night’s binge on Viagra and hookers, so I immediately wanted to know, “How many is a Brazilian?” I understood my mistake as soon as I loaded up the front page of the aptly named Brazilian-Transsexuals. Oh, right! A Brazilian!So, how many is a Brazilian? Well, the digits at the top of the landing page at Brazilian-Transsexuals.com puts the...

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Le Cirque du Sexe

Le Cirque du Sexe Max and Martine left the hotel in the Bastille and headed for the Metro. Max clutched the copy of Pariscope they had bought earlier to check out some things to do. Coming across a page devoted to real live sex acts Max had asked Martine if she were interested. “Yeah, why not,” she had said. "Something different.” Neither of them had been to a show like that before and they were tired of the cultural trail, Notre Dame, the Louvre, Montmartre and Sacre Coeur, les Bateaux...

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Le Cirque du Sexe

Le Cirque du Sexe Max and Martine left the hotel in the Bastille and headed for the Metro. Max clutched the copy of Pariscope they had bought earlier to check out some things to do. Coming across a page devoted to real live sex acts Max had asked Martine if she were interested. “Yeah, why not,” she had said. ‘Something different.” Neither of them had been to a show like that before and they were tired of the cultural trail, Notre Dame, the Louvre, Montmartre and Sacre Coeur, les Bateaux...

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TGirl Kim Becomes a Slave for the Weekend P2

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Tgirl Hooker pt3

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Babygirl gets taught a lesson

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ViperGirls Transsexual

When presented with the possibility in public, most men will scoff at the idea of having sex with a chick with a dick. They don’t want to look like a fag in front of their friends. Of course, every man wants to present himself as the very model of masculinity, but we all know what he is really thinking, “maybe fucking a chick with a dick wouldn’t be so bad.”Furthermore, I would argue that watching tranny porn is not as gay as you might assume at first. Fuck that. I’ll even go one step further...

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Tgirls

Shemale, tranny or as some like calling them t-girls, I like them. Im not talking cross dressers, I'm talking about the ones with titties, curves and sound like a woman. Being a bi male, to me its the best of both worlds. I like watching porn of them and honestly I prefer the ones of them doing a strip tease, ending with them stroking their cock and cumming all over themselves. I met one, unknowingly, once while playing around on a chat site. I was cruising thru the members "online" when I came...

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Girlie Points

Tom arched his back as he stretched the bra behind him. He was very aware of his erection poking stiffly out of the panties he'd put on just moments earlier. "You're getting quite good at that," Jen smiled; nodding approvingly as Tom managed, without too much fumbling, to get the bra hooked. "I think that deserves a girlie point." He grunted embarrassedly and reached for the sheer robe. It wouldn't hide his girl underwear but it was better than nothing. Damn Jen for making him play...

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The next morning, I found that Kaye's clothes fit me rather well. So that story about us being different sizes must have been just a ruse to keep me in clothes of her choosing! Oh well, it really didn't matter now. I showered, combed out my long brown hair, and did my makeup. Then I padded naked into the bedroom and began dressing in the slacks-and-blouse outfit that Kaye had worn the previous night. "Ummphggg! Urrgggbh!" As the strangled cries of rage came from the bed, I looked...

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