Dakota’s Surprise: Part 3 – Hailey’s Surprise free porn video

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Part 3–Hailey’s Surprise



Like a force of nature,

Love shines in many forms,

One night we are bathed in light,

One day carried away in the storms.

Neil Peart, The Speed of Love

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“Hi, Hailey,” Dakota mumbled and looked at her feet.

“Dakota, um… I wasn’t expecting… you look good… as a woman!”

“Are you ok?” Flashing through Dakota’s mind was the regret she had been born male and didn’t have the experiences of hanging out with girls as a youth and having girl talk. Even if he had found an opportunity to have had a female friend in high school, it would have helped the awkwardness of the moment. Instead, she mumbled, “We need to talk.”

“Yes, we do… but first, can I get a kiss and a hello?”

Dakota wrapped her arms around her girlfriend and gave her a passionate kiss. The two sat on the couch.

“So, Ummm.”

“Yeah?”

“How do I say this, Hailey?”

“Well, first you can tell me, do I have a boyfriend or girlfriend?”

“I’m not sure, to be honest,” Dakota explained what she did the previous day and that morning. “So, as you can see, I think I enjoy being a woman, but I don’t know what that means yet. All my life I was picked on for being small and girly. I was, as you know, just a wallflower to scared to do much of anything. But when I put my girl face on, it is like someone has flipped a switch, I am a different person, and I can just go do things and talk to people.”

“Wow, this is a lot to take in.”

Dakota put her hand on Hailey’s thigh and began stroking it. Hailey leaned forward, and the two kissed. Dakota felt her girlfriends’ hands beginning to explore her chest and feel her boobs.

“I like your boobs Dakota; these are a good size for you.”

“Thanks, so you came over wanting to talk about something?” Dakota caught the pensive look in Hailey’s eyes. Her fingers began to idly play with a few strands of her long chestnut hair.

“Yeah. Well, um, so my Nana and I were talking. I do that with her. So much easier than my mom. Anyhow, we were talking about you and us. And well, um, I came to an important realization.” Hailey paused and looked into Dakota's eyes. “Dakota, I love you,” she blurted out. “Oh, that feels good to say, Nana was right.”

“I love you to Hailey,” the skinny Dakota climbed onto Hailey's lap and the two began kissing again. After a couple of minutes, Hailey laughed uncontrollably. “What’s so funny?”

“You have lipstick smeared all over your face.”

“You too, girlfriend.” Hailey grabbed Dakota’s hand and pulled her into the bathroom. The two girls had a laugh at their faces as they washed up. “Now, where were we?”

“I was about to make you take me to your bed and fuck me.”

“I was hoping you would say something like that.”

Dakota grabbed Hailey’s hand and led her to the bedroom. Clothes flew in all directions. Hailey pushed her girlfriend onto the bed. She lay down next to her and rubbed her hands all over her body. She placed a trail of kisses down her body until she got to Dakota’s cock. She gently stroked it as it got hard and spent a moment just gazing at it. She stuck her tongue out and used the tip to trace a vein on the top of her cock. Hailey continued around and licked the underside of Dakota’s shaft. Her cock throbbed and twitched in Hailey's hand. Lips found their way over the top of the mushroom-shaped head and Dakota let out a moan.

“Oh yeah, babe, just like that. Oh, your lips feel SOOO good.” Dakota reached out and grabbed her girlfriend's hips and pulled her closer so she could reach her pussy. She used her fingers gently to rub up and down her folds.

Hailey moved over so the two were in a 69 position. Dakota lifted her head and tongued her clitoral hood and slipped a finger in her pussy.

“Mmm that’s it, baby, oh that’s the spot.”

“Mmmmmphfff, oh, keep sucking my dick.”

“I need your cock in me now!” Hailey spun around and impaled herself on Dakota’s cock.

“Oh, that is what I was missing this weekend.”

“Ride me, baby, ride that dick!”

Hailey placed her hands on Dakota’s chest and bucked her hips back and forth.

“Your cock feels so good inside me, oh I love your cock. I love you, Dakota Wallace, oh fuck yes!”

Dakota loved the sight of her girlfriend's tits bouncing up and down as they fucked. She could tell Hailey was running out of steam, so she rolled her onto her back and slipped her dick back into the sopping wet pussy. Now it was Hailey’s turn to watch her girlfriend’s tits bounce.

“This is kinda different,” as she reached up and played with the glued-on titties.

“I’m going to cum Hailey!”

“That’s it baby, cum in my pussy. Fill me up with your juice!”

“Uuuggggghhhhh!” loads of sperm shot into the waiting womb. She collapsed on top of Hailey; her dick was still planted in the creamy pussy. Eventually, she got the energy to lift herself a bit and kissed her girl.

“Hehe, your boobies are tickling mine.”

“Sorry, I wish I could feel your titties through mine.”

“Yeah, I bet you would love the feeling of soft squishy booby touching soft squishy booby.”

“Maybe someday.”

“So, are you serious about being a woman?”

“Right now, I am not sure, maybe after I graduate. I don’t think I could go to class as a woman. It would just be strange. Everyone there knows me as a man.”

“I can see that. What about when you are not in class?”

“I enjoy being a woman. Is that weird?”

Hailey looked at Dakota and then looked away. “Honestly, yes. I never felt interested in a woman before and never even thought about a trans person before. But I fell in love with you, Dakota. With whom you are, and not what is between your legs or on your chest. But you are going to have to bear with me here a bit. This is going to take some time to adjust to.”

“Not just for you, I am also adjusting.”

“I can imagine.”

“Have you told anyone else yet?”

“No, just you.”

“I’m a little mad at you though.”

“Why?”

“You went shopping without me! We must go shopping together. A girls’ day out!”

“I hated shopping as a guy, but yesterday was fun. But it would be more fun with you.” Dakota showed Hailey all she had picked up. Hailey was envious of a couple of her thrift store finds and threatened to steal them. Dakota’s only saving grace was that she was a little smaller than Hailey and many items wouldn’t fit her.

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The school term continued with Dakota showing up to class as a male and being a man when he helped his landlady around the house, but otherwise would be in women’s clothing. For Thanksgiving, Hailey had invited him over to join her family for dinner, which worked out well since his mom had picked up a couple of shifts at the hospital and said she would just join another nurse for a small dinner in between. But he and Hailey went down on Black Friday to have dinner with his mom so she could meet Hailey. The two hit it off and Dakota got her vote of approval on his girlfriend. He thought about bringing up being trans with her but just couldn’t get it out.

As classes hit their home stretch the two backed off on the sex and hit the books hard. One day after class, Prof. Schulman asked if she could see Dakota and Hailey after class.

“Hailey, Dakota, I have an opportunity for the two of you. You might have seen a few of the posters around the building for the big accounting conference in Chicago in January, right before the term begins. I was wondering if you two would be interested in going. There is a special promotion for students, only $25 for the registration. I will be presenting a paper and we could carpool there to save on gas. I know the two of you are more than study partners so you could share a room if I understand your relationship correctly.” The two nodded at that.

“I would love to go, professor,” said Hailey, “but my grandparents are taking my entire family on a cruise over the break and I will return just before class so I will be out of the country.”

“That’s too bad. Dakota, are you interested in going? It would be a great way to learn some things and network to land a good internship.”

“I think so, but I will have to think about it.”

“Ok, just let me know soon.”

After the two lovers had lunch in the student union, Dakota excused himself and went back to Prof. Schulman’s office, since she had office hours then.

“Got a few minutes, professor? I have some questions about the conference.”

“Sure, come in Dakota, what is on your mind?”

Dakota set his backpack down and sat in a chair. He looked around her office a moment and noticed a picture of the professor and the lady he had seen in the supermarket. They were both in wedding dresses, so he figured the rumors were true.

“Delightful picture, is that your wife?”

“Um, yes Dakota, now your questions about the conference?”

“Do you mind if we close your office door?”

“Dakota, I have a policy I never close my door when a male student is in my office.”

“Ok, um, how do I say this.” He looked down at his feet. Whispering, he said, “Professor, I think you might understand what I am… going through.” Dakota’s gaze darted around the room, settled for a moment on the wedding photo, and then back at his professor. He breathed deeply to calm the butterflies in his stomach, mustered some energy, and blurted out in a frenetic stream of consciousness “I’m trans I’m wondering if it would be ok if I went as my true self as a woman.” He gasped for air and then let out a sigh as if a giant weight had been taken off him.

“I think we need a bit of privacy with this conversation.” Professor Shulman stood up and walked over to her door and closed it. She rubbed the palms of her hands on her suit pants as if to collect her thoughts. She looked at her pupil and gave Dakota a reassuring smile. “I understand what you are saying, Dakota. First, look up and be proud of who you are. Being trans is nothing to be ashamed of. Is this something that you have known about for a while?”

“Well deep down, yes. I wore dresses throughout high school and community college, but only at home when I was alone. Now when I am not at school, I am a woman and I have gone out several times as a woman, both alone and with Hailey. I saw you one time when I was presenting as a woman. I saw you and your wife at the supermarket. I walked right past you a few times, and you didn’t notice me.”

“Wow, sorry about that, and at the same time, good job. I bet you pass very well as a woman then. So, you said Hailey knows then right, and she is ok with it?”

“Yes, she is the only one who knows and now you.”

“Wow, ok. To answer your question, yes, it would be fine if you come as a woman to the conference. Any reason?”

“Well, I have been thinking I would like to transition to being a woman when I get a job after school and it might be easier to start when I have an internship and just always be a woman in their eyes. Never let them see me as the man Dakota, they will just know the woman Dakota.”

“You go by the same name?”

“Yes, I never thought about changing my name, since it works both as a boy and girl’s name.”

“That will make it easier. Less paperwork that way. Say, what are you doing for dinner on Thursday? Would you and Hailey like to join my wife and me for dinner? I think we can provide you with some detailed insight into what you are going through.”

“Um ok, I can ask her and let you know.”

Dakota found her in their normal spot in the library and told her about the dinner offer. She gladly accepted since Prof Schulman was one of her favorite professors. He emailed their professor letting her know it would be the two of them and got directions to her house. On Thursday, Hailey help Dakota pick out a nice skirt and top and helped her with her hair. It had grown long enough that it reached her collar and Dakota felt she could forgo the wig now. The two went in Dakota’s car over and rang the bell. Prof Schulman opened the door and invited them in.

“So glad the two of you could come over.” She led them to the kitchen where her wife was working on dinner. “This is my wife Karen; this is Hailey, and this is Dakota. Oh, and since we are off-campus and this is not school-related, please call me Leslie.”

They made small talk while Karen finished making dinner. “Would you like something to drink? We have some red wine, water, or some iced tea.” Leslie ended up pouring three glasses of wine for each of the guests and Karen but poured herself some water. They all helped Karen take the dishes to the table in the dining room.

“Nice place you have here,” Hailey said admiring the antique dining room set.

“Thank you. This is all Karen’s work; she is an interior decorator.”

“One perk of the job is that I can find some great deals. This came from an estate sale. I had to refinish it but look at it. This will last for another 100 years if we take care of it.”

Dakota was admiring the quality woodworking job when Leslie spoke up. “Dakota, I like your look, you look fabulous.”

“Thanks, Leslie.”

“Well, I can see how Leslie didn’t recognize you at the supermarket a few weeks ago. If she hadn’t told me you were trans, I wouldn’t have known. I have a trained eye for trans.”

“Thanks, Karen, well I had a red wig on that day. But I was also in leggings and a sweatshirt, my first casually dressed outing.”

“So, you don’t just always go all dressed up, but live life as a normal woman. That is a good sign.”

“You sound like you know a lot about being transgendered, Karen.”

“Well, I was born male.”

“That’s why I invited you over to dinner Dakota, I thought you and Karen could talk and she could help you as you make your transition. Hailey, if you have questions for me as the wife of a trans woman, please let me know. I don’t know what your relationship status is, but I am here for you.”

“Thanks, prof… err… Leslie. We have only been dating since the start of the school year, but I am in love with this woman here, so I am looking forward to where we might go together.”

“That is a good thing, there are a lot of challenges for Dakota coming up. Having someone by her side will be a big help. This is a tough time to do it alone,” said Karen. “It was hard for me, and then I met Leslie….”

“So, how long have you two been together?” Dakota asked, “If it is ok to ask?”

Leslie smiled. “You can ask anything you want Dakota, Karen and I talked about this before you came over and we both felt like you needed to get answered any question you might have. Even the more, um, intimate questions. We might not answer them all though.” They all smiled at that. “So, to answer your question, we have been together for 10 years, and we got married 5 years ago.”

“What was it like telling your family?”

Karen spoke first. “I thought it was going to go ok telling my folks, my older brother had already come out gay. But I was closer to dad than Matthew was, and he took it hard. Blamed himself for his two boys being ‘faggots,’ as he put it.” Dakota noticed Leslie flinch at the sound of the derogatory term. “Mom dealt with it somewhat better and got us all around the table later that year at Thanksgiving. It was dicey at first. None of us knew what to say, and keeping the conversation going was rather difficult. But Matthew and I broke the tension after dinner when we both put on our Packer jerseys and watched the game with Dad. He realized we were still his football-loving kids and now things are going ok between us. He even walked me down the aisle at our wedding.” Karen looked at Leslie and smiled.

“Yeah, it took my folks a while to come to grips with me being a lesbian, but then Karen entered my life and they took to her well. It was a bit of shock to them when we told them that Karen was born male. I think it was easier when they put it together that they still might become grandparents. I think they had looked forward to that for a while.

Dakota and Hailey nodded their heads in understanding.

“But…” Leslie continued and looked at Karen. Karen placed her hand on Leslie’s, “well, they won’t have to wait much longer.” She patted her belly.

“Way to go, Leslie!” squealed Hailey. Dakota just smiled politely. “When are you due?”

“Ten days after graduation. I don’t think we could have timed it any better. I already set my schedule for the fall, so I am only teaching one class that term.”

Karen noticed that Dakota was rather glum-looking and just moving her food around her plate.

“Are you ok Dakota?”

“I guess… Congratulations, I’m happy for you.”

Hailey placed her arm around her girlfriend. “Karen, you need to understand. She has a condition where she has an extra X chromosome, and the doctors have told her she can never father a child.”

“Oh, I’m so sorry dear, here we are all happy expecting parents and…. Oh, honey…” she wrapped her arms around Dakota.

Hailey leaned over, pulled Dakota to her, and kissed her. “I love you my sweet Dakota, no matter what you can or cannot do. You are my Dakota.” Dakota almost lost it there, the love and care being sent her way was more than could ever remember experiencing. It took her a minute to be able to sit fully upright again.

“Thanks, Karen, you didn’t know. It just kind of hit me now.” She pulled a handkerchief and dabbed a tear away. The three gave Dakota a moment while she composed herself again. “Thanks, sorry for getting all emotional there.”

“Hey, what are girlfriends for? Right?” said Karen.

“Dakota,” Leslie looked at her, “have you had any counseling at all? Visiting a therapist is a good idea while you are making these big changes in your life. There are some good ones at university.”

“I agree with my wife, you should get some counseling. Mine has been helpful, pushes me in ways I would never push myself.” Karen curled her top lip under her lower one and furrowed her eyebrows. I’ll tell you what was hard, coming out at work.” Karen closed and eye and scrunched her nose recalling the pain.

“Hon, you don’t have to tell this part if you don’t want to,” Leslie reassured her wife.

“No, I need to, Dr. Mitchell keeps telling me to let it out when I can safely.” She drew in a deep breath and paused. Dakota gave her a smile. “So, I thought coming out trans in the furniture store I was working in would not be that big of deal. The owners were a gay couple, who I thought would understand. Nope, they were more bigoted than my dad. It really hurt. I think they thought I should have been gay and not be trans or something. They started giving me all the bad shifts, sabotaging me in small ways. I hate to say it, but I let them win. I quit two months later. I was in a terrible funk for months until a friend invited me over for a dinner party and I met Leslie. She encouraged me to get started on my own and helped me with my business.”

“That’s the short story, Dakota. My point is, get a therapist to talk through your shit with. We all have it, even my straight friends have problems. There are going to be bumps ahead. Having someone who will give it to you straight is very helpful.”

Dakota pondered that suggestion and said she would check it out. The rest of the dinner went a little more smoothly after that. Karen gave Dakota a lot of information on various issues that might arise, like how to go through airport security, tips on tucking, what to expect if she decided to get her boobs done, and what hormone therapy was like.

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Both Hailey and Dakota did well on their finals, getting an A or A- in each class. The holiday was rather tough on Dakota. Hailey left with her family and Dakota was alone for the first time. She spent a few days with her mom, but since her mom had downsized to a single bedroom apartment, the couch was not the greatest place to stay. Dakota still couldn’t tell his mom about his other life. He tried to bring it up but could never get up the nerve to let it out. He left right after Christmas and spent New Year’s alone, wearing her favorite dress and getting just a little drunk.

Leslie picked Dakota up and the two of them drove to Chicago for the conference. It was a full, long day’s drive, but as Leslie explained, she used her pregnancy as an excuse for not wanting to fly there. Since the school was paying for the mileage, Dakota didn’t even have to chip in for gas. They got to the hotel next to the convention center late that evening, and Dakota just crashed in her room after getting checked in.

The next morning, she wore a red A-line dress and a pair of black over the calf boots that gave her a bit of a boost. Her hair was still growing out, so she had brought two different hair extension sets she had found that matched her natural hair well. The one she ***********ed for the day gave her a nice wavy hair down to the middle of her back. Hailey had let her borrow a pair of necklaces and she put a small one on to give herself a bit of an accent. “I ought to get my ears pierced one of these days,” she said to herself as she put her makeup on.

She grabbed her purse and her folio binder with many copies of her resume and headed down to the event floor where breakfast was being served. She found Leslie, who was being fawned over by many other attendees who knew her, and all were excited about her pregnancy. Leslie introduced Dakota to her friends and by the middle of the day, she had to run to the business center and print out more copies of her resume. By the end of the first day, she had already had one interview and scheduled four others with different accounting firms who were present. She also impressed a few other firms and some businesses with her knowledge and poise and promised to review her resume with their offices when they got back.

Dakota was exhausted by the afternoon of the second day when she slipped into Leslie’s presentation on the future of blockchain technologies in ERP software. Even though she had gotten an ‘A’ in Leslie’s Financial Information Systems class, much of what was being presented was going over her head. She was glad she was there since after the lecture Leslie grabbed her when a partner from a firm she had interviewed with that morning was there and just gushed to the partner about how great a student Dakota was and how her previous work experience showed in class. Since there was a cocktail reception starting after the lecture, the three headed towards it and spent the next 30 minutes talking about the accounting practice and their internship program. The partner was so impressed by her, she received an offer that evening. Dakota liked what she had heard, and that the firm’s office was in Springfield and not halfway across the country was a major selling point.

The next day Dakota relaxed a bit. That afternoon she headed to the spa at the hotel and got a facial and her makeup done. There was a nice dinner scheduled for the final evening and live music afterward. Leslie had said it was normally the high point of the conference when everything was just about done, and people were cutting loose. She put on a nice pair of distressed skinny jeans and a light blueish gray satin blouse. She pulled her hair into a ponytail and clipped in an extension to go with it. She put on her black boots, grabbed her purse, and headed down to the hotel ballroom for the dinner.

She met up with Leslie and some of her friends and found a table. The dinner was excellent, and they all endured the speeches made by the conference organizers. Finally, the music started, and they all had some fun. Leslie drug Dakota out onto the dance floor with a few of her friends, and the group of ladies cut a rug. A half an hour or so in. Leslie said her goodnights, as she was getting tired. But Dakota was having fun with her new friends and stayed on.

After a while, another student, a young man who introduced himself as Dylan, started dancing with Dakota. After several songs, they sat down at her table and he went over to the bar and got their drinks refreshed. As Dakota listened to a story about surfing in Laguna Beach, she noticed her temple began to throb with the reverberations of the loud music. Figuring it was time to call it for the evening, she thanked Dylan for the drink and the company and stood up to head upstairs. As the room went all topsy-turvy, she grabbed the back of her chair to steady herself. Regaining her composure, Dakota declined his offer to see her to her room.

A ray of morning sun peeked through the drapes and was right in her face. Her head pounded in time to her heartbeat. She ached everywhere. She reached down to where the sheets bunched up below her pelvis and stopped. The sheets felt warm and damp against her cock. That wasn’t right. Where was her underwear?

As she moved her hand down her hip, she became conscious of the fact that her arse hurt. As though awoken by that thought, pain throbbed through her. An intimate pain. She took a deep breath and swallowed. She looked down at the floor. Blood marred the sanitary white of the pile of towels cast there. She reached back behind herself, and her fingers came away with crusted blood on them. Her legs drew up, and she wrapped her arms around them as the tears flowed and wracking sobs shattered the crystalline stillness of the room.

Eventually, she looked at her phone and saw several text messages from Leslie wondering if she was ready to head out and then later wondering where she was and if she was ok. Dakota was typing a reply when she heard banging on her door. She could hear Leslie on the other side. She grabbed her torn blouse and covered herself a bit and opened the door. It shocked Leslie to see the state that Dakota was in. Dakota collapsed into her arms, crying. Leslie went into full mother bear mode and took charge. She called hotel security, who did their best to review the various security cameras to identify the person who did this. Dakota said that the person seen walking with her in the hallway was Dylan, but there was no clear picture of his face on any of the footage they could find.

Leslie checked with the conference organizers, but the only Dylan was a 52-year-old accountant from Texas. Clearly, it was not the person Dakota had danced with the night before. The various ladies who had been with her during dinner and the dancing gave their de***********ions of “Dylan” but none of them had seen him anywhere before the party. Hotel security helped Dakota file a police report, but with little information to go on, there was little security, or the police could do. They collected the bloody towels and the sheets as evidence, but there was little hope.

The hotel manager felt bad for Dakota and comped her and Leslie another night at the hotel and dinner in the restaurant for that night. He was also understanding when Dakota said she would like to get a different room for the night as she didn’t want to be in the bed she was raped on.

The next morning the two got up early and headed back home. Dakota was rather quiet in the passenger seat, the most noise she made was periodic bursts of tears and blowing her nose. She was thankful that Leslie had thought to grab a box of tissues from her room. The road noise was calming, and she mainly stared out the window. A couple of hours in, Leslie’s phone rang, and she punched it up on the car’s speakerphone.

“Hello, is this Dr. Schulman? This is Dr. Katz from the counseling office. Do you have a few minutes to talk about the email you sent me?”

“Thanks for calling Dr. Katz. Yes, I am here with Dakota, the student I told you about. We are driving back to campus right now.”

“Hi Dakota, can you hear me?”

“Hi, yes.”

“So, Dakota, Dr. Schulman told me you needed to talk with a counselor, is that correct?” The woman’s voice on the phone was soft and caring, Dakota calmed down some.

“Yeah, um I guess.”

“What is going on Dakota? Dr. Schulman just said she learned something about you, and you needed to talk with a trained therapist, and it was urgent.” Dakota just sat there, staring out the window. Leslie reached over and gave her a reassuring pat. “Dakota, are you there?”

“Yes, Doctor, I’m here. Ugh, I hate this. Why did this have to happen?” Tears were flowing down her face and she was crying.

“What happened honey, you are safe now, nothing is going to happen to you now. Do you think you can tell me?”

“He must have put something in my drink and then I don’t remember much after that.”

“I see, was it someone, you knew?”

“No, I had just met him”

“Ok, do you have any contact with him still?”

“No, I am not sure if I even have his actual name.”

“Hmm, all righty then, have you told anyone else? Mom, sister, friend?”

“Not yet, I don’t think I can tell my mom, she doesn’t know yet about me being….” Dakota looked out the window and fell silent.

“Doesn’t know what Dakota?”

“She doesn’t know I’m a woman now. As far as she knows, I am still male.”

“Ok, thank you for sharing that. So only Dr. Schulman knows then?”

“Yes, but I was planning on telling my girlfriend when she gets back tonight. She has been with her family over break.”

“Planning on telling her that you’re transgendered, or just about what happened?

“She knows who I am and accepts me. I just have not had an opportunity yet to tell her about being….” Dakota struggled with the next word. She didn’t want to say it, but that small voice deep inside pushed her. It sounded like her mom telling her to face her issues head-on. Her hands covered her face. Tears were streaming again. She barely could say it, but she whispered, “being raped.”

“Dakota, I am proud that you could say that so soon. Can you come to my office tomorrow morning? I would like to talk to you more. You can bring your friend if you like. Do you know where the university counseling office is, next to the medical center?”

“Yes, I’ll see you tomorrow then.”

They rode in silence for a while until Dakota's phone pinged with a text from Hailey saying she was home and wondering where Dakota was. Dakota called her and just broke down again in tears. Hailey was there when Leslie dropped her off at her apartment. The two girls hugged and went into the apartment where Hailey helped put things away and then just held Dakota for a while. She offered to spend the night with her, but Dakota said she was feeling better.

The two went to see Dr. Katz the next day, and Dakota began a regular weekly session with her. School resumed, and although they didn’t share all their classes this term, they continued their study time. Though they cuddled and sat close together, it was several weeks before they interrupted their study time for more intimate studies of one another.

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Hailey surprised Dakota in late January when she told her she had booked a hotel and made dinner reservations for the two of them on Valentine’s day. When the day came, Dakota put on her red A-line dress and pulled out a pair of black fuck-me pumps to go with it. When she saw Hailey come out of the bathroom all made up for dinner, she got uncomfortable. Hailey realized what was wrong and kneeled in front of her. With a knowing smile, she untucked the hardening cock and began to lick it. It took less than two minutes for Dakota to unleash a torrent of cum down Hailey’s throat.

As Dakota re-tucked herself, Hailey touched up her makeup and cleaned a bit of cum off her cheek and the two headed to dinner. They played for hours after dinner and were exhausted the next day in class. But the smiles on each other’s faces were well worth it. Right after class Dakota received a text from her mom. She was wondering if Dakota could come down alone for dinner that Saturday as she had something important to discuss with Dakota.

Dakota got to her mother’s place late that Saturday afternoon. The whole drive down had been uncomfortable. Dakota shifted around behind the wheel of his old beater, missing the weight on his chest. He didn’t like the bagginess of his old boy jeans. He tugged the brim of his ball cap down to shade his eyes from the sun, an addition that minimized the impact of his now longer hair. Dakota was debating if she could, or should, tell her mother about the changes in her life and what happened in Chicago. She knew from talking to Karen that this was a make or break moment in her life. The risk of complete rejection was there. She had heard and read so many accounts of parents who you thought would be accepting of a transgendered child totally rejecting them, and other cases where it was assumed the trans person would be rejected and they were fully accepted. Dakota had never been so anxious in her life.

Her mom was happy to see her and Dakota noticed that she was wearing a nice blue dress, which differed from her normal jeans or scrubs. She noticed that the dining table was already set with three places. Her mom saw the look on Dakota’s face sat her down on the couch. “Oh, my,” Dakota thought, “Does mom have a new boyfriend? Will he accept me?” Her anxiety level kicked up a notch.

“Honey, I have something important to tell you. There is someone I want you to meet and they will be joining us for dinner.”

“That’s awesome mom, what’s his name?” Dakota put her best brave face on. “Where did you meet? Tell me.” Dakota thought about the little she knew about her father who had left her and her mom when she a toddler. She thought about the few times her mom and tried dating and how they had failed miserably. She knew her mom battled bouts of depression and loneliness. She was pleased that she was finally getting out and meeting people, but cautious about the outcome.

“We met in the hospital cafeteria; she works in the hospital pharmacy.” There was a hopeful look in Mom’s eyes. How would her child react to such news?

“She?”

“Dakota honey, I hope you will understand, but I’ve realized I am a lesbian. Yes, I have a girlfriend and her name is Linda, and she is special to me.”

“Mom….” Dakota breathed a small sigh of relief. ‘This might go ok,’ she thought.

“Is that ok Dakota, do you still love me?” Dakota saw her look away as look at an old portrait of the two of them hanging on the wall behind her.

“Of course I do! You’re my mother, I will always love you.” Dakota hugged her mom.

“Oh, that is such a relief, I was worried that you wouldn’t accept me or Linda. I so wanted to tell you at Christmas and when Linda…”

“MOM I’m Trans…” Dakota blurted out her heart racing as the adrenaline of the moment coursed through her body.

“Wha...?”

“Mom, sorry I have wanted, no needed, to tell you something as well. I realized I am really a woman.”

“Oh, baby.” Rachel put her arms around Dakota and hugged her. “I wondered if this would happen.”

“What do you mean mom?”

“All through high school I knew about your dresses in the back of your closet.”

“You did?”

“Of course, I’m your mother… I love you no matter who you are. You are my child.” The two women cried and hugged. Both happy and relieved to tell the other who they were.

“Mom, how long until Linda gets here?”

“Probably an hour, she is just getting off shift now.”

“Um, would it be ok if I changed? I hate these boy clothes. I have a bag in my car with some real clothes.”

“Please, you can use my bedroom or the bathroom if you like. I would love to meet my daughter. Do you mind if I gave Linda a heads up, so it does not surprise her?”

“Sure mom, I’ll go get my stuff and change.”

Dakota was on a high when she walked out of her mother’s bedroom after changing. Rachel gushed over how cute she was, and Dakota twirled around, showing off her green skirt to her mother. When Linda arrived, she was also giddy to meet Rachel’s daughter. After dinner, Linda pulled Dakota aside.

“Dakota, can we talk privately for a minute?”

“Sure Linda, what’s on your mind?”

“Well, as you can see, I like your mom and I was wondering how you might feel if I asked her to move in with me?”

“Linda, my mom can do whatever she wants. I can tell though; I have never seen her happier than tonight. I am happy she has found someone to love.”

“Thanks, sweetie, this means a lot to me, and your mom.”

“What are you two talking about behind my back?” Rachel walked back into the room.

“Honey, I was just asking your daughter if it would be ok if you moved in with me.”

Rachel put her hands over her mouth and squealed. “Really?”

“Rachel, I love you. I want to share my life with you. Will you move in with me?”

“Yes, I would love that. I only have two months left on this lease anyhow.” Dakota smiled as she watched her mother kiss her girlfriend.

“Dakota, we will always welcome you in our house,” said Linda.

That night as Dakota drove back home, she called Hailey and let her know the news. It felt like a giant weight had been lifted from her shoulders coming out to her mom. She wished she had been able to tell her about Chicago but felt uncomfortable doing so with Linda around. Maybe sometime later there would be a good time for it.

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Dakota and Hailey were sitting at a table in a quiet corner of the library, studying. Dakota noticed that Hailey was distracted and looking off into space. Dakota could tell she was engrossed in her thoughts as she was playing with a lock of her hair again.

“What’s wrong?”

Hailey’s head snapped back, and she brought her attention to Dakota, “Huh?”

“Everything ok?

“Yeah, everything is fine.” Dakota didn’t buy it.

“Are you sure? You have been rather distracted lately.” There was a look of concern on Dakota’s face. He could tell something was bugging her, but couldn’t place his finger on it.

“I’m fine, really I am. I’m just stressed about my internship opportunities. You have it so easy, already having one lined up.”

“I see.”

Dakota thought about pushing further, sure there was something more going on, then backed off. “Don’t worry, you’ll get one Hailey.”

Dakota returned her attention to the textbook she was trying to figure out. As she shook her head trying to understand the calculus being used in her finance problem, she missed Hailey’s exhale at having avoided a more difficult conversation.

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The rest of the school year progressed, and Dakota made plans for her internship that summer in Springfield. The hardest thing was finding a place to stay for the summer. She found another transgendered woman who had a room to rent in a house 15 minutes from the accounting firm. One spring Saturday she got up early and drove the 6 hours out to Springfield and met Kelli and saw the place. It was a 1970s ranch house. Dakota would have a furnished bedroom and a bathroom to herself. Kelli said she worked at a marketing firm and was otherwise a homebody. Dakota signed some paperwork and headed back home.

Dakota was happy to hear that Hailey had gotten a good internship at the engine manufacturing plant, but was disappointed when she realized that it was an hour in the opposite direction from the university.

Hailey had a surprise for Dakota the night before she headed east to Springfield. Her parents had headed out of town for a few days to celebrate their wedding anniversary, so Hailey had the house to herself. Dakota set her overnight bag down by the door and found Hailey in the kitchen. She wrapped her arms around her girlfriend and nibbled on her neck while she worked on dinner. Looking around, she saw the chicken and a jar of pesto and smiled at the realization that Hailey was making a reprise of their first dinner together.

Dinner was a splendid affair. Hailey had pulled out her mom’s good dishes and set the table up nicely for the two of them. Dakota was absorbed in how the flicker of the candlelight reflected Hailey’s big brown eyes. As usual, she melted at the sight of her dimples as she smiled. It was the little things like that got Dakota aroused.

Dakota began to clear the table and clean up when they finished their meal. Hailey stopped her, wrapped her arms around her lover, and gave her a tender kiss.

“You mind finishing up here? I’m going to go get something ready, stay here until I call you ok?” Hailey rubbed the back of her hand on Dakota’s cheek. She saw her nostrils flare and inhale in anticipation of what might come next.

“Ok, my love, I’ll be waiting right here.”

As the water drained out of the kitchen sink heard a thump from Hailey’s room followed by a loud cry.

“FUCK! AAARRGGGHHHH!” Dakota ran to her room. The door was closed. She could hear Hailey muttering.

“Everything ok Babe?”

“Yeah, Don’t come in yet. I need another minute. Just hang on ok?”

“OK, I’ll wait for you in the living room.” Dakota made her way back and was looking at a picture of Hailey when she was little. She had the same smile and cute pigtails in her hair.

“Hi Sexy, whatcha doing?” Hailey was doing her best husky, sexy voice.

Dakota turned around. Hailey was wearing the same red corset she wore that first evening at the hotel before the comic convention. She had the same garter, g string, and red heels. But this time she had a pair of floral-patterned black stockings instead of the plain black ones she had on that night.

“Wow, Hailey, you look magnificent. I don’t think I have seen that on you since…”

“I’ve been saving it for a special occasion. And it would have been exactly the same as that night if I hadn’t lost my balance in these heels, hit the corner of my dresser and put a big run in them.”

“So that is what the commotion was about.”

“Yeah, sorry to break up the mood of the moment, but well life happens.” Dakota could see that Hailey was a bit frustrated by having her plan broken up.

“I know how to get you back in your game,” and she went over and wrapped her arms around Hailey, leaned in, and kissed her. Dakota’s hands found their way to Hailey’s big firm booty and gave it a good squeeze.

“ooooh” moaned Hailey as a finger grazed her lower lips.

“Hailey, I have a problem, can you help me? I think I am overdressed here?” Dakota was kicking off her black round toe pumps as said this. Hailey reached down and undid her skinny jeans and pulled them down. Dakota pulled her green sweater off and revealed her green and black camisole and green lace boy shorts. She gave her jeans a last tug and pull them off. She then led Hailey to the couch, and they resumed their oral explorations.

Soon Dakota was leaning Hailey back and pulling her G string to the side.

“Oh yes babe, you eat pussy so good.” Dakota was making her favorite tongue swirls around her clit, not quite coming in direct contact with it, but getting all the skin that would then rub her clit sending little zings of pleasure with each flick of her tongue. “Don’t stop, oh my, don’t stop, yes that’s it.” Hailey stopped talking and began to pant. There was no way she could stop her oncoming orgasm if she had wanted to. As the second wave of pleasure hit, she pushed Dakota away, not able to take any more stimulation.

Juice dripping from her chin, Dakota looked with satisfaction that she was able to please her lover. When Hailey recovered, she led Dakota to her bedroom. She pulled Dakota’s camisole off and felt the lace green bra holding her breast forms in.

“Can I take these off? I want to feel your real nipples next to mine.” Dakota nodded her head and undid her bra for Hailey. The red corset went flying across the room and landed next to the camisole, and a green bra landed next to them a moment later. A G string and some boy shorts followed quickly them.

Dakota felt a hand play with her dick, who responded by coming to full attention right away. He twitched as lips engulfed his head and shaft. Dakota moaned at the sensory overload she was feeling. Soon she was shooting her load into Hailey’s mouth.

Hailey lay her body next to Dakota and felt her girlfriend snuggle up to her. As much as she enjoyed being the one cuddled, sometimes she wished the roles were reversed. They dozed off for a while, and then she felt Dakota’s cock get hard again.

Hailey guided Dakota to climb on top and take her. She had never said it out loud, but this was her favorite way to fuck. Especially when Dakota had removed her forms, and she was plain, most boy like. Dakota’s cock hit her just so, and it felt sooo good. Soon she was moaning and rubbing her hands on her partner’s ass, encouraging Dakota to shoot a load in her.

It didn’t take Dakota long to feel her ass clench and that familiar sensation starting to build in her balls. She wrapped her arm under Hailey’s neck and pulled herself tight to her lover and released rope after rope of cum inside Hailey. She kept going for a minute, doing her best to stay hard and then Hailey was able to climax as well. They both relaxed next to each other and quickly fell asleep.

Hailey woke up the next morning alone in bed. Then she heard noises in the bathroom and found Dakota brushing her teeth. After doing the same, Hailey led Dakota back to the bedroom and climbed on all fours, sticking her ass up in the air, begging to fuck doggie style. Dakota didn’t hesitate and was soon fucking away. Hailey was rubbing her clit as she was being taken and screamed so loud, she worried if the neighbors heard her as she climaxed. Hearing her girl cum, Dakota released and came as well.

They slipped into Hailey’s parents’ master bathroom and enjoyed their large shower together and cleaned themselves up. Hailey tried to get one more out of Dakota, but she was spent and nothing more was to come. After doing some final cleanup around the house, they both headed back to Dakota’s place to help her get her final packing done. They got her old card loaded and had a long cry in each other’s arms. It was going to be a long few months apart. Dakota felt uneasy leaving Hailey, and the two promised to call each other every day and to get away to meet when they could.

In the beginning, they called daily, but as each of their internships got busier, the calls slipped to every other day and then less frequently. Dakota also noticed a change in how Hailey acted on the phone. She was growing more distant each time. She blocked it from her mind and passed it off as both were working a lot and focused on their internships. Dakota tried to find a weekend to visit Hailey, but she always had an excuse that she was doing something with her family or the like, and it never happened. As the summer wound down, Dakota looked forward to classes beginning and, more importantly, reconnecting with Hailey.

She debated if she should remain male during class time or not. After a long conversation with Kelli, she decided that it would be awkward to be a woman there since they all knew her as a man and there was a clean stopping point at graduation. Until then, she would just have to be gender fluid, switching back and forth between male and female. Dakota was still uncertain about this, since she had grown comfortable and enjoyed being a woman full time during the summer. At Kelli’s suggestion, she even had gotten a modest bikini, and the two lounged in their bikini’s in the backyard on nice evenings. Dakota was envious of Kelli’s boobs and couldn’t wait until she had enough money to get a boob job and the wider range of clothing they opened up.

Right before Dakota left, she made plans to go out to dinner with Hailey the night she planned to be back. As soon as she got back to her small apartment, she took a shower to get the travel grime off and checked the adhesive on her breast forms. She put on a nice floral halter top dress and some sandals and headed to the restaurant to meet Hailey. Hailey arrived a few minutes later and was noticeably distant and uncomfortable.

“Hailey, what is it? Is something wrong?”

“Dakota….” Hailey broke into tears, “… Dakota… I’m pregnant.”

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