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Anne's Cure For Bad Boys Prelude Nathan forced Candy's legs open and pushed himself in. A satisfied smiled spread across his face as he heard her gasp with the pleasure and pain of receiving his engorged member. He always got harder whenever he was pushing her to the limit. "Oh, God!" Candy shrieked as she tried to get a deep breath. "God, Nathan, easy, easy! Ohhh, what's the rush, tiger? My parents aren't coming home for hours and at this rate, you'll be finished before me." "If I finish early, I promise to do it again at least three more times for you, sweetie." Nathan leveled her down and pushed in even harder. "Sweetie, my ass. Just do me." "Oo, I love it when you talk dirty." Candy raked Nathan's back with her nails and screamed with unbridled pleasure. 'Hours, they had hours until her parents got home,' she thought. 'I love to feel him stretching me like this.' Candy clamped her muscles down and applied pressure to him. She loved to feel Nathan's hard body encompass hers. He was so big and strong. He made her ooze with excitement. As Nathan pounded her into the sheets, Candy moved spasmodically along with him. She had been having the guy for months now and most of the time, they skipped classes and played house. The only complaint she had ever heard from Nathan was her resistance to getting her tongue pierced. Nathan wanted to feel that stud when she consumed him orally. He kept asking her and she kept refusing. "Hey," she'd say. "My parents still think I'm a virgin and how would it look if I got some slutty thing like that in my mouth? Nah, I'm going to keep fooling them until they buy me a new car!" She certainly loved having this man. He had the best member she had ever known. Thick, fat, extremely large, and he loved sticking her. As a matter of fact, if Nathan and she were a little older than nineteen, she'd be tempted to move in with him and play house. 'Maybe next year,' she thought. Nathan turned her over and set her up doggie style. He pulled on her hair and slapped her butt as he drove all his weight into her. 'This girl is such a treat. She loves to do it as much as me.' After an hour, the sweaty bodies emerged from Candy's bedroom and stumbled down into her parent's living room where they raided the liquor cabinet. Drinking straight from the bottle, Nathan almost walked into the furniture. 'Whew,' he thought. 'I'm loaded already.' Another day of skipping tech school and getting laid. This was the life. "Hey Candy. Let's see if there's anything we can pawn in here to go downtown and score. I feel like getting hammered." Chapter One Mary sat in the kitchen and heard the all those harsh words run through her mind. "Thrown out of three high schools! And now his two year college is sending you warnings!" "He's just like his father! He's a bum!" "If he were a dog, we'd take him out and shoot him before he'd cause anymore trouble!" The words rang in Mary's ears as she sat at the table crying. Her family had flipped out when she got pregnant at fifteen and if it weren't for her sister, she probably would have been disowned. And then, Bobby had beaten her up and left. She had to turn to her family for help raising her son. For a while, things seemed to go okay. But now, her whole family knew about Nathan's brushes with the law. She was running out of time and money. Raising the bail and paying the lawyers had drained her savings. Without her wonderful boss and his personal loan, she'd have lost their house. She felt lucky at thirty-two years old to have a great boss and a terrific job. Mr. Williamson was a sincere, caring, person and the bank was a great place to work. Tears clouded her vision as she searched for help. She looked at programs and counseling resources on the internet. All the drug and alcohol programs were expensive and beyond her means. She wished her sister could see that Nathan was good inside, he was just confused. But, all Anne saw were his problems, his anger. All nineteen-year-olds rebel, but Nathan's resentment was horrific to see and hear. Last Christmas, he stood up in front of her whole family and berated her saying that Bobby was right for walking out and she was a terrible mother. No one said a word when he screamed and yelled. And until he went to slap her, no one interfered. And now it was midnight and he still hadn't come home. She knew he was back with the bad crowd and it would only be a matter of time before he was arrested again. He had been such a lovely child with blonde hair and blue eyes. He had her delicate complexion. But no one saw his beauty anymore. When Bobby left, her son had despised her for being so weak, so wrong. Nathan raged all the time, criticizing and holding her responsible as the guilty one. And now, all people could see the anger and the hate exploding from him. Looking at the clock and realizing it was so late, she called her older sister. After talking for about five minutes, she agreed to do what Anne said. That was the thing about Anne, she was always right. I've never been right, Mary thought. Maybe it's my fault. She fell asleep on the couch waiting for the door to open. She was still there in the morning. Nathan had never come home. She rose and went into her bedroom. Her jewelry box had been spilled on the floor. All her good jewelry was gone! She'd been robbed while asleep on the couch. She knew it was Nathan. He had a key to the front door. He knew where she kept everything. He had stolen all her valuables and vanished while she slept. She washed and dressed. She called her boss and told him she'd be in by 9 am. She ate and walked out the door to the car. She drove to Anne's drugstore. She cried and listened and cried some more. She wrote down all the information Anne told her. As Anne handed her a white bag with the medications, she had written down the instructions on what she needed to do. About noon, the police called the bank. She listened as they told her about her son's arrest. He had been pawning her jewelry in Cherry Hill that morning when he had been arrested. No, she didn't want to press charges. No, she would pick him up after work. Yes, they could keep him until then. He didn't say a word at dinner. She stood at the counter preparing the vegetable soup, his favorite. He didn't see her empty the packets of powder into the broth. He was asleep in front of the television an hour later. She had to help him to his room and simply left him in his clothes to sleep on the top of the bed. Anne had said the tranquilizers would keep him sedated for the night. He was still groggy when she woke him the next morning. She handed him the rich hot chocolate and watched as he drank it all. Before she left for the bank, he was asleep again. Two days later, Nathan was still sleeping most of the day and night except for an hour or two at a time. Mary continued to keep him sedated. Whenever the phone rang and the voices asked for him, she hung up until she got a call from her neighbor's daughter, Candy Green. "Hello, Mrs. Miller?" "Yes." "Mrs. Miller, I need to talk to you about Nathan. Can I come over tonight?" "Well, I don't think this is a good time. Nathan's not doing well and I don't think it would be a good idea for him to see anyone of his old friends." "Mrs. Miller, I'm wondering what happened to him. I haven't heard from him in days and that's not like him to go that long without calling." Mary found her heart racing and her mind in a tizzy. She was weak and agreed that maybe in a day or two, she'd let her visit Nathan. After she hung up the phone, she went into the bathroom and threw up. Candy was nineteen too and easily influenced. It was a shame that she allowed Nathan to get into her life. As a result, Mary had more loose ends to tie up. Mary cried herself to sleep that night. Listening to her sister's advice, she continued to put packets of pharmaceuticals into his foods. By the end of the week, he was sitting up in front of the television for an hour or two, but seemed detached, almost hypnotized. Watching him in this state, Mary was a bit unnerved. But, she was pleased to see that he didn't act cruel or mean towards her. He answered her when she asked a question, but Tim seemed to be in his own world. She remembered the words her sister said. "The tranquilizers are harmless and non-addictive. And I've added my own personal remedy for a bad boy to the powder. Just keep giving him the packets and pills and you won't have to worry anymore." Mary enjoyed having Nathan in the house when she came home from work. She'd wake him up and lead him into the family room where he'd watch television while she prepared dinner. He rarely initiated conversations but would answer her when she spoke. She'd wake him each morning at seven and feed him breakfast. By 8:30 am, he was back asleep. Mary went to work. When she got home at 4 pm, she'd wake him and prepare dinner. He was back asleep by nine pm. He needed reminders to do everything. She stood there and watched him undress for a shower. She'd turn the water on and watch him step in. The drugs left him dizzy and he needed help every time he was on his feet. Mary sighed. It was as if he were her little child again. He needed reminders to wash and shower. He had to be told to brush his teeth and comb his hair. He needed to be watched whenever he was awake. He rarely ate unless prompted. Mary was concerned about his weight loss. She asked Anne's advice. Anne was firm. "He doesn't need all that bulk and muscle. He's better off slim and healthy. Just keep him on the medication for at least another week." Mary had to admit that life was easier this way. Rather than arguments and confrontations, she found that keeping him sedated and safe at home was less stressful. She felt less anxiety and tension since she had started giving him Anne's medications. It was almost like all the bad things had never happened. Nathan seemed content to watch whatever shows Mary chose. They would watch Mary's favorites even if all the discussions were about women. After two weeks, Mary could see the difference in his son's body. He was weak from the weight loss. His movements were slow due to the drugs. His bones started to show through his skin. His tops were loose and his pants hung on his hips. That week, Anne told Mary that they'd be changing the formula. Anne gave Mary several bottles of pills, packets of powders, and a box full of suppositories. Mary wrote down the instructions as Anne dictated them. With all the drugs floating around inside his body, Nathan needed more help to bathe. He had more trouble standing and Mary elected to start giving him baths. Once he was undressed and ready for his bath, she had him bend over and she would insert the suppository. Until the timer went off, he'd wiggle around but did what he was told. Tim had trouble concentrating and Mary had to remind him that they were all medicines just for him. After about ten days, as she was helping him from the tub, Mary noticed that his nipples were swollen and distended. She also saw some puffiness under each aureole. When she mentioned this to Anne, she laughed. "You'll also see his hips and bottom getting bigger, too. It's part of Anne's Magic Cure for bad boys." Mary bit her lip. She was afraid to ask and confront her older sister. "What's in the pills and suppositories?" Anne smiled and put her arm around her sister. She whispered. "Estrogenis and Androsentex. We are chemically castrating your problem child and stimulating his feminine side." Mary started to cry. Anne grabbed her by the shoulders. "Hey, would you rather see your baby in jail or dead? You came to me, sister. If you want him back the way he was, stop giving him the medications. Sure, let him steal and eventually be shot by some store owner or a policeman." After four weeks, Nathan didn't even look like his old self. Besides the fact that his hair had grown over his ears, his body had gotten several sizes smaller. His mother smiled as she washed his back. His bottom was rounder and his hips wider. His thighs had gotten thicker, too. The best part was his chest. He was growing the cutest breasts! As Mary washed her docile son, she talked to him. She told him how nice he looked. She told him that he was a good boy and she loved him. At first, she felt awkward washing between his legs. He was just like his father and quite well endowed. But, the medications were keeping all of that quiet and in place. She smiled each time she heard him grunt as she pushed the glycerin tube up his anal passage. Nathan showed no interest and stared off at the tile wall. He did what he was told, but seemed like he was in his own world. Mary questioned Anne about what he was thinking. "He's not thinking anything. We're keeping him in a state of suspended animation. There's a good chance that he wouldn't even remember all of this later." "Later?" "Sure, we have to gradually bring him out when we're ready. But, I think we need to make some decisions before that." "Like what?" "Well, do we want to castrate him physically or continue to do it chemically? Do we want to make him more feminine in appearance with surgery or simply leave the way he is?" Mary was distressed. She hated making those decisions. "Do we have to decide all that now?" Anne shook her head. "No. Keeping him sedated like this gives us all the time we want. We can bring him back to reality gradually and with some mental suggestions, he'll want whatever we tell him." Mary found all of this so hard to believe. "Really?" "Sure, all the psychotropics that are available today are at the druggists' disposal. We can do anything we want to Nathan and in the long run, he'll be better for it." And so, in the next few weeks, Anne changed the chemical formula she was handing over to her sister. She increased the blockers and feminine hormones. And while the two sisters worked hard each day at their jobs, but Nathan became their pet project. Mary had to admit that her life was a lot easier now. She wasn't as anxious and she loved the way her sister was helping her. She appreciated it. After twelve weeks, Nathan no longer resembled the rowdy delinquent who had robbed and abused his mother and her family. He was quiet and reflective. He was content to sit, listen, and do what he was told. Nathan looked so much different now. He was thinner and a lot less muscular. The hormones had changed his face and body giving his frame an attractive softness. His hair was growing so quickly it was almost to his shoulders. Mary was amazed at the changes. With the increased amount of female hormones, his thin face appeared more feminine and very attractive. His cheekbones became more prevalent. Seeing him naked, it was obvious that the estrogen was working wonders. While his breast growth was minimal, his thin chest accented his enlarge nipples and aureoles. His narrowing waist emphasized his rounded bottom, hips and upper thighs. He had been subjected to more subtle changes, too. His mom had been helping him remove his body hair with each bath. She was teaching him to use a depilatory and a razor. After much discussion, Nathan automatically sat down to pee. Since his balance wasn't too good, he was grateful to relax on the toilet seat rather than being wobbly as he stood. Anne was helping Nathan take care of his nails and skin. He listened and learned about moisturizers and creams. He learned to apply lotion after every bath. He became handy with a nail file. He was practicing applying clear lacquer, as his nails grew longer. Whatever Nathan was told to do, he did. Anne created a story about a car accident and being rushed to the hospital. Anne convinced Nathan he had suffered head trauma and his body was changing because of the damage to his head. He thought that he had created all of this himself through reckless, drunken driving. He believed he was lucky to be alive and was thankful. Rather than resent his mother and his aunt, he was grateful. Nathan adapted to his changes. Mary went out and purchased new outfits for him to wear. His old clothes had been tossed. He and his mom started each day choosing a new outfit from his closet. He wore cotton tee shirts and low cut cotton pants. Mary had bought them at a discount women's store. She had picked out yellows, blues, pinks, whites, and lavenders. Nathan had been told he was turning into a woman and he accepted it. He never questioned why he had no scars and no doctors' visits. He just listened and did what he was told. Nathan didn't even argue when Mary introduced cotton panties in place of boxers. She simply said that the doctors suggested them as more sanitary since he was sitting down to use the toilet. Whenever Nathan looked puzzled at his reflection in the mirror, his mom reminded him of his non-existent car accident and the head trauma he suffered. She wove a tale of slow recovery and lots of rest and quiet. As they spent more time together, Mary started calling her child, Nate rather than Nathan. By the sixth week, she was occasionally using the name, Natalie. One night, while she was tucking her child in bed, he sat up. "Mom, do you think I'm going to be all right?" "What do you mean, sweetie?" "Do you think I'm going to die?" "Oh, Natalie. Where did you get that idea?" "Well, I've changed so much. And I'm dizzy and tired all that time. And I wondered if I'm ever going to get better." "Oh, honey, I know you will. It's just that your body is changing so much all the time." Mary started to cry. "Mom, it's okay. I'm all right. I'm not sad that I'm changing. And you know, I'm starting to like the name Natalie. I think it goes along with the way I look." Mary sat down and hugged her child. She felt the tears forming. Natalie gave her a long hug. "Mom, I love you." Mary did her best to hold back the sobs. "Oh, I love you too, Natalie. He looked her in the eyes. "Mom, how come I'm not like you?" "What do you mean, sweetie?" "Well, I'm a boy and yet I'm living like a girl. I don't understand." "Well, honey. The doctor said that your head damage was pretty traumatic and that your body was responding the best it could." "But, how come it's happening to me? And how come I can't remember very much at all before the accident?" "I don't know, honey. Are you upset?" "No. I'm really content. But, am I gay?" "I don't know, honey. What do you think?" "I haven't thought about boys or girls. Was I like this before the accident?" "No, you were a nineteen year old boy. You had dates, you had girlfriends." "Was I, uh, sexually active?" Mary took a deep breath. "Yes, you were sexually active. Do you remember Candy from across the street?" "I don't know." "Well, before your accident, you dated Candy." "I remember her. She's been in my dreams sometimes. Mom, do you think I'm a freak?" "Well, no, sweetie. You have changed but you aren't deformed or damaged. You are very pretty now. I like you now. You are a nice person." "Can Candy come to see me?" "Sure. We can have her come over some night for dinner." "I love you, mom." Mary watched her new daughter fall asleep. She pulled the sheet up and tucked it in around her delicate body. As she did, she thought that it was time for her little girl to start wearing bras to support her growing breasts. The next afternoon, Mary went shopping. She bought groceries for dinner and purchased several items of lingerie for Natalie. She guessed at the cup size and was pleased to see that she had guessed correctly when she got home. "Mom. What do you think?" Natalie stood there in a lacy bra and half- slip. "You look very nice." Mary could see the girl's nipples through the lace in the bra. "That fits you very well." Natalie turned around. "I think the slip makes my bottom look bigger." Mary smoothed the rayon against her daughter's rear. "No, it looks just right. I bought you some other things, too." She led Natalie into the bedroom and tossed her a bit of fabric. "This is a gaff. It is meant to hold you in place." Natalie looked confused until Mary demonstrated with her hands. Taking the elastic g-string from her mom, Natalie pulled in up between her legs. "Here, tuck your testicles inside, then push your penis between your legs." With a little coaching, Natalie was able to push everything into place and out of sight. "Uh, how does this look, now? Is it bad that I still have a penis even though I've changed into a girl?" "No, honey, not at all. That makes you special." "Really? You think I'm special?" While Natalie was pulling her panties back up, her mother unwrapped another box. "Try this on, sweetie. I had to guess at your size." The sundress was a bright yellow pleated fabric. With the little spaghetti straps and tight bodice, there was no mistaking Natalie for a girl, a very pretty girl. Mary handed her daughter a pair of yellow sandals. "These should go nicely with the dress." As Natalie looked into her bedroom mirror, she smiled. As her mother watched, she spun around making her dress flare out. "This is pretty, mom. Thank you." Natalie reached over and gave her mom a hug. "Thank you." "Would you like to wear it out for lunch with me?" "Do you think I'd look all right? I mean, would anyone laugh at me?" "I'd love you to wear your new dress. No one would laugh, they'd be jealous! But, first, let me help you with your hair and makeup." So Mary sat her child down and began to help her with her hair. She brushed it and used a bit of mousse for the bangs. Then she pulled the rest up in a ponytail and finished it with a ribbon. Then, she used a touch of mascara and a little lipstick to help finish her off. "You look lovely, Natalie." Natalie turned towards the mirror and studied herself. "I do, don't I. I look like the pretty women we see on the television." Later that day, Anne was talking with her sister. "I think we need to go one step further to insure that Natalie stays as sweet as we have made her." Mary was becoming used to listening to her sister's advice. "What should we do?" "I think we need to find Natalie a date and let her discover the joys of love." "With a man? How would that work? Natalie's still a boy. What guy would go out with a girl who had a penis? As soon as he had Natalie's panties down, he'd know what we did." Anne laughed. "Sister, you are so na?ve. There are plenty of men out there who would love to hit a home run with your special daughter." "Well, I don't know, Anne. It seems cruel to set Natalie up like that. Do you really think it's necessary?" "Oh I do. Once Natalie realizes what excitement is involved with female pleasure, she'll thank you forever. You let me take care of everything." But that day, Natalie had an unannounced visitor. After Mary had left for work, Candy Green walked up the driveway and to the back door. She still had the key that Nathan had given her. It wasn't like Nathan to cut off all communication like that and she was worried. As she unlocked the kitchen door and entered the house, she quietly said his name. There was no response. Maybe he's sleeping, she thought. She headed towards his bedroom and thought about waking him with some oral. Candy was nineteen and she appreciated Nathan's unit. She missed their sexual adventures as much as she missed him. Candy opened the bedroom door and saw the form sleeping under the covers. She saw his blonde hair and smiled. Un-huh, she thought. She slipped off her clothes as she slid under the covers. Nathan didn't stir as she headed between his legs. Candy was so intent on Nathan's big johnson, she didn't even notice the changes in her boyfriend's body. Candy pushed aside the boy's nightshirt and spread his legs. She could hear his deep breathing and knew he hadn't even stirred with her climbing in the bed. As Candy sucked on him, her hands fondled his testicle and his butt. God, he's so smooth. I don't remember him being so hairless. The boy was still sound asleep and Candy was trying to stimulate him awake and hard. She almost screamed when her hand brushed his chest and discovered his budding breasts. Candy sat up and pulled back the covers. There was enough light in the bedroom to see Nathan and how he had changed.His hair was longer and was pulled back in a tie. He was wearing a thin cotton summer nightgown, not a tee shirt. It had been raised above his waist by her motion and revealed his genitals and almost hairless body. Other than the neat trimmed patch between his legs, he was a smooth as she was. The little nightgown only emphasized his breasts and thin waist. As she gasped with all the surprises, he started to wake up. Nathan was just as surprised to wake and find the girl in his bed. He sat up covering himself with the sheet. He was confused and frightened. He almost screamed out as he inched away from the intruder. Candy got her first look at the new Nathan and sat down hard. While she knew this was the same guy who had been doing her less than three months ago, she was shocked at the changes. This Nathan was a lot more woman than man. She had shoulder length blonde hair, a slender build, breasts, a thin waist, and long shapely, hairless legs. "Nathan?" Candy was surprised when Nathan didn't respond but moved further away. When he was at the edge of the bed, he stood. "Nathan, what's happened? "Who are you? How'd you get in here?" "Nathan, it's Candy. What's happened? Why haven't you called?" Nathan stood there grabbing his silk dressing gown and pulling it against his chest. "Candy?" "Jesus, Nathan. What's happened?" Nathan pulled the wrap around his body and hugged himself. He shivered. "I don't know. I've been really sick. I was in a car accident and my head was damaged. Ever since then, I've been changing." Candy giggled with nervous anxiety. "Changing. That's an understatement. You look so different, I hardly recognize you." "Yeah, it's been so weird. Kinda like a dream. It's just all been happening. It's so strange." Candy opened the curtains and looked closely at her boyfriend. "You're so beautiful." Nathan smiled. He seemed to be standing taller with the compliment. "Do you really think so? You don't think my butt's too big?" Candy was shocked when Nathan stood and twirled in front of her. Other than his magnificent member, this was a different person. He was so much thinner. He was soft and pretty. And all his gestures were so feminine. Candy hesitantly reached forward and put her hands on his chest. She touched him gently. She could feel his breasts under the dressing gown, his nipples grew hard in the cool air. She reached down and found him. She reached out and held him. She gently used her palm and finger tips to stimulate it. She smiled and kissed him on the lips. "Did you miss me?" Nathan savored the kiss and kissed back. He felt himself filling with blood in response to her touch. Candy was lighting fires that had been vacant since his accident. Candy had no problem kissing the pretty boy. She liked his smell and softness. Candy was a special nineteen-year-old who enjoyed contact with all warm bodies. Nathan wasn't her first sexual encounter and he wasn't the only boy or girl for that matter. But this time, the roles had changed. Nathan was the receiver and Candy the initiator. As she kissed his face and stroked him, Candy could see the confusion in his eyes. She fondled his breasts and heard his moan. She moved in closer. He was so much thinner and weaker. It was obvious that he was starting to get dizzy and had trouble standing and kissing. Candy took his hand and led him to the bed. Even his nails were long and nicely filed. He smelled perfumed and lotioned. In all her years, she had never imagined that her big, tough boyfriend would be turning into a cute woman. She helped him sit and pull off his nightgown. Sitting there on the bed, she saw his breasts for the first time. They looked so natural on his thin, hairless chest. As she lifted him out of the nightie, she saw that he shaved under his arms, too. Candy stroked and fondled Nathan's every part. He had a good start on an A-cup, she thought as she took a nipple in her mouth and sucked on it. She was surprised how loudly Nathan groaned when she sucked on his breast. She smiled inwardly and pushed him against the bed on his back. He was enjoying himself but not getting very hard. She wanted to feel that big thing inside herself, but knew that this might not work out. Pulling off her jeans and thong, she tried to mount his semi-hard unit, but it was a no-go. It wasn't hard enough and kept falling back onto his stomach. Oh well, Candy thought, maybe later. She continued to suck on him and he responded to her touch, but even as he squirmed underneath her, it was clear that Nathan was in his own world. She realized that Nathan had lifted his legs into the air and was presenting her with his bottom. As she spread his legs and kissed him, she realized that his testicles had shrunk inside their sack. While she was between his legs, she kissed his rosebud. Nathan quivered with excitement and Candy responded with a moistened finger spreading his cheeks and tickling him there very gently. As he started to respond to her stimulation, Candy watched him buck against her finger. He was unconsciously doing her fingers and hand. She continued to stroke his body watching his response. After a few minutes, she was getting him more excited and was pleased to see his member finally reach the generous size that she remembered. Releasing that he was going to cum, she slipped herself onto his lap. Spreading her own legs, she mounted him and with one hand still fondling his ass hole, she used her other hand to squeeze her own self tight on him. Nathan came with a loud grunt and gasp. He squeezed against her finger and moaned as he spurted. Candy could feel him erupt in her and savored the moment. She held herself there until she was sure he was spent and rolled next to him. She lifted her own legs, trapping his seed inside her. Before Candy could say a word, Nathan had fallen back to sleep right there on his back next to her. Candy looked him over again. How could so much happen to her boyfriend in so short a time, she thought? She climbed out of bed and stood there looking at his changed form. Sighing, she covered him up and closed the drapes before she left the house. Candy was confused and worried. She wanted to confront Nathan's mom, but knew if she did, that Mary would know she'd broken into the house. As she left, she thought about what to do. I wonder if he'll even remember that I was there? Two days later, Anne called Mary back. "I've lined up the perfect man for Natalie. He's twenty-eight and wonderful. I've told him about her and he's looking forward to helping us out." "Really, Anne, are you sure about all this?" "Positive. Once Natalie has a sexual experience as a woman, she's never going to want to go back. Take my word for it, sister. Oh yeah, I've made an appointment for Natalie to have her hair done at the same time." On Saturday morning, Mary sat with Natalie as they looked through women's magazines. They were trying to decide on a new hairstyle. Natalie pointed to one of the pictures. "Hey, mom. Doesn't that look like Candy's hair style? I had the strangest dream that she came to visit me." Mary felt a chill pass through her. Candy, she thought! Candy visiting her child! She had worried about what would happen if anyone found out what she had done and what the consequences would be. Before they left for the salon, Natalie changed into her new sundress. With her slender body and budding breasts, Mary thought she looked wonderful and told her so. Following the address Anne had given her, Mary parked in the lot at Christopher's. Walking into the salon, Mary looked around. She had never been here before. Christopher's was the most exclusive salon in town, known for it's rich clientele. Her sister Anne had set everything up including the time and date. A smiling receptionist greeted them at the door. "Of course, we were expecting the two of you. Christopher likes all of his first time visitors to be washed and ready before he sees them." "Natalie's appointment is with Christopher himself?" Mary was surprised that her sister had been able to get an appointment with the top guy in the city to cut her child's hair. They were led back to a private room. It was an attractive area with a large beautician's chair and a wall sink. A beautiful girl attached a plastic apron around Natalie's neck and had her sit in the chair. She tilted her back and began to wash her hair. As she was doing this, another girl handed Mary a glass of chilled white wine and led her back to the waiting area. Natalie was so full of tranquilizers; she almost fell asleep while having her hair shampooed. The wash girl's voice was a pleasant drone in the background. As Natalie was moved into an upright position and toweled off, she tried to focus on her surroundings. Natalie realized that another person had entered and was playing with her hair. Natalie looked into the mirror and saw the handsome man talking to her while he was fingering her hair. He was about thirty years old, tall, lean, and very attractive. As he spoke, Natalie looked at his eyes. She smiled. She felt very comfortable with him touching her. Maybe it was the medications or maybe it was trust, but Natalie listened and expressed her agreement with everything he said. Before she knew it, he was trimming her damp, blonde hair. "We're going to try something different and stylish. When I'm done cutting, I'll add some lightener, too. Then, we can blow it out later." Natalie smiled and continued to look at the handsome man. He smiled at her and told her how beautiful she would look when he was done. Natalie believed him. After a few more minutes of cutting, Christopher applied lightener to her scalp and hair. He rubbed it in and put a cap over her tresses, He spun her around and put his hands on her shoulders. "Do you trust me, Natalie? Do you feel comfortable in my hands?" "Oh, yes." "Good, that's good. I want to do your eyebrows while we're waiting for the dye to do it's magic." He adjusted the chair so that Natalie lay further backwards and was looking up at the ceiling. Natalie felt a warm bit of wax on her eyebrow and then a brief tug. He did the second brow and then looked at them closely. One or two more applications and he wiped her clean. "While we have you back like this, let's do your ears, okay?" Watching this man mesmerized Natalie. She nodded and smiled. Carefully lining up the gun, Christopher carefully pierced each ear twice. "That looks good. In a few weeks, you'll be able to remove the four gold studs and chose whatever earrings you desire." Raising the chair back up, he removed the cap and began to blow dry her hair. Turning her around towards the mirror, Natalie smiled. "I look really pretty, don't I?" She was fascinated with the pretty girl looking back at her. "You really do. You look very pretty. Now, try to stand up, honey." Christopher smiled at her and helped her out of the chair. He held her hand as he kissed her directly on the lips. Natalie accepted his hand and his kiss. She had been so comfortable and his kiss was warm and dry. He was nice. "Oh" she said. Christopher took her in his arms and nibbled at her neck and ears. It felt good. It felt very good to be held and kissed. It didn't take long for Christopher to pull the straps down on her sundress and expose her breasts. Natalie smiled as he kissed her budding breasts and murmured compliments about her soft, feminine body. Christopher sat her back down in the chair and smiled. He raised the chair up and continued to kiss her breasts. Still kissing them, he pulled her dress up and put his hand between her legs. Natalie responded by lifting her bottom towards his hands. As he pulled off her panties and her gaff, he took her genitals in his hand and gave them a kiss. Natalie gasped as she watched herself disappear into his mouth. He was licking the head and tickling it with his tongue. It felt so good, she almost swooned with pleasure. She spread her legs to get more of herself into his wet, warm mouth. She pushed herself forward. Christopher grasped her hips and pulled himself closer. He reached up and caressed her bottom as he buried his face between her legs. Lying back, Natalie moaned with pleasure. Every time she opened her eyes, she saw this beautiful man giving her so much pleasure. Raising her legs high in the air, she gave herself to him. She wanted more of this; she never wanted it to stop. She looked up as the pleasuring stopped, she smiled curiously. He had stepped back and was grinning. She smiled and thought about how good she felt inside. The top of her dress had been pulled down to her waist and the skirt was up around her hips. Christopher dropped his pants and withdrew himself from his underwear. He lubricated his member and moved it towards the bottom of the waiting girl. He spread her legs and pushed himself slowly past the muscle ring and eventually had himself inside her. He smiled at the moaning young woman beneath him. Anne was right. This one was a real treat. Someday she would mature into a beautiful breathtaking adult, but he wanted to be the first to have her. Christopher took his time. He adjusted the chair so that he could remain inside the teenager with both feet on the ground. He pushed in and out slowly at first, tempering his own lust for that of the young one. Natalie was in heaven. All those suppositories she had been getting each day had opened her, but this was different. This was warm and alive. And it was moving her soul and exciting to do. She hadn't had a sexual encounter for months and this was quite an awakening. She never realized her changing body was as sensitive as this and she writhed in pleasure. Feeling the man pulsing inside her was causing her insides to squirm and respond. She was feeling a tremendous pleasure at the pressure building inside. She reached down and fondled herself, surprised to see she was still soft. She had been quite erect when Christopher was sucking on her, yet now she was limp. She was amazed that she felt so good but was still so soft. All the pleasure was emanating from within. Natalie squeezed her own self and was surprised that it leaked fluids. She used the fluids to lubricate and played with it, enjoying the feelings her fingers had on the head. Reaching down between her legs, she grasped the man as he pumped her bottom. He was so hard and large, she grinned with delight. Lifting her legs up high, she continued to feel his muscle as he pressed in and out of her bottom. She looked him in the eyes and gushed. "Oh, you feel so good inside me. Please don't stop." Christopher smiled. He pulled out and lowered the chair slightly. Then, he turned her over and entered her doggy style. Natalie was eager to comply. She had never felt this much pleasure being on the receiving side of sex. It felt like her whole body was on fire. She felt like she was a dog in heat. She climbed onto all fours as Christopher entered her again. She was amazed that he even felt larger now. As he pumped away, she felt his hand reach around and fondle her soft little thing. He gave it a squeeze and she gasped. She continued to leak fluids and stayed soft She leaned back into his body and felt him squeeze her and fondle her nipples. It was like she was on fire and in frenzy. She moaned and urged him on. Christopher was pumping away hard now. He was in his own world and was ready to blast. He had increased his pace and was gasping for air. "Oh, Natalie." He pulled out and turned her around. He removed his condom and gave himself a few jerks. He started to sprayed on the young girl's chest. Natalie was amazed at being sprayed with his hot seed. As the warm spurts hit her, she laughed and rubbed her nipples with the warm, sticky stuff. She squeezed her own self and was surprised that she was milking without getting erect. As she continued to pump herself, Christopher began to help her. Kissing her on the lips, he took her in his hand and moved in closer. Grasping them both, he rubbed them together. His sticky hands felt good as he rubbed against hers. Natalie moaned and pulled herself up and against his body. She wanted to feel an orgasm and rubbed her self against his hand. Kissing him hard on the lips, she moaned. "Please help me, I want to orgasm, too." Christopher smiled and kissed her face and neck. He lowered her to the thick rug on the floor and took her in his mouth. Positioning himself between her legs, he allowed Natalie to take him in her mouth, too. Natalie sucked him in deeply as she felt her own self disappear into his mouth. She gasped when he pushed his fingers into her butt and she moaned with pleasure. As he began to pump her face with his member, she worked at sucking him in and taking everything into her mouth. She felt his fingers probing and squeezing. Suddenly, he was pressing against something inside her bottom that caused her to gush. She moaned and squeezed down with her muscles grasping hard on his fingers. It felt wonderful and she felt her head spin. She felt him spurt again and worked hard to swallow everything. It felt so good to orgasm and have him in her mouth spurting. Before they were done, Natalie had come one more time when the hairdresser emptied himself into her bottom with a moan of contentment. She enjoyed it as he cleaned her up, wiping off all of their emissions from her body. As he helped her back into her clothing, he started to return to the role of her hairdresser again like nothing had ever happened. But, Christopher kissed her face and neck the entire time he combed her out. He fondled her as he helped her with her makeup. Before he applied her lipstick, Natalie opened Christopher's pants and pulled him out. She put it in her mouth. She sucked on his pleasure stick and cupped his balls. She licked and sucked until Christopher came again inside her mouth. The two of them kissed. Natalie took the lipstick from his hand and applied it carefully to her lips. She smiled. She had never thought she'd have so much fun in one day. When she left the room, her curls floated in the air around her pretty face. When she saw her mom's face, she knew that she looked good. Turning, she kissed Christopher on the cheek and thanked him. Natalie grinned at her mom. She knew she looked pretty and after all that lovemaking , she with felt pretty deep inside, too. She pranced out and gave her mom a hug and a kiss. She was walking a little funny because of all the stretching her bottom had received. She smiled as she thought of how special that made her. She couldn't wait until she got to the car so she could tell her mom the fun she had! Thanks for reading. Just to mention I have a full-length book out on Amazon called "Living My Fantasy:an erotic transgender story." It tells the story of a guy who loves reading transgender erotica so much that his wife helps change him into a transgender woman who learns to live out his own fantasies. There are lots of free chapters to read, too. Also, I have another book coming out towards the end of the week called, "Turned Into His Girlfriend, first time transformation." This one tells the story of a nineteen year old guy who becomes an older man's sissy girlfriend. It's a fun walk on the wild side. Take a look if you have the chance!