From Female to Shemale

Female to Shemale…This all happend the summer when I had my 19th birthday. It started with my boyfriend: -Ooh yeah… You feal tighter every time! -I do? -I’M CUMMING!!! I felt his 5″ dick hitting deep in me while cumming.

I wasn’t very impressed by his preformance. We had been fucking for 4 months, but he still hadn’t made me cum. It was frustrating, always having to pull out my dildo after he had left! Anyways… He was lying in my bed next to me, breathing slowly. I asked him if I really was tighter, but he wasn’t shure how to respond: -It’s probably just me, but you are feeling kinda tighter… This made me ask myself a lot of questions. Wasn’t I required to use more lube before using the dildo than earlier? Yes. Hadn’t my boyfriends dick felt bigger lately? Yes. Wierd…

Later that week, after another conversation with my boyfriend about me getting thighter, I went to a friend of my father who was working at the hospital. First he did a regular check on me before he asked what that “thing” I had mentioned earlier was. I explained as best as I could without making him (or myself) too uncomfortable. He didn’t have an answer or solution, but he gave me a thing that could measure my lenght and width when streched out to the max. He told me to call him if something wasn’t as it shoult be. I walked right home and tried it. It was actually making me really hot! Especially the thought about a doctor giving me a free toy! I measured myself after lubing it up, and wrote the numbers on a paper. Now it was just to wait… One week after the first measuring I measured myself again. I slid the wet pole up my pussy, and looked at the numbers on the side. I’ve never been freaked out as much as right then. The numbers was halfed. My vagina was shrinking! I jumped on the phone and called my doctor, but the receptionist on the other end said that he was away on a one week holiday. I put the phone down and looked at myself. Tears was dripping down from my red eyes. By the time he got back my pretty little pussy would be less than an inch deep. The days that came was just a blur for me. I didn’t habe sex, I didn’t talk to anybody in person (I lived by my self in a little apartment) and I didn’t measure myself again. Not until Saturday evening. It was my birthday, but I hadn’t celebrated it in any other way than getting drunk. I looked down on my pussy, and saw that only my outer vaginal lips where left. It wasn’t hard to see that I would have as much success putting anything in there, as winning the paralympics. I wasn’t frightent, just disguised by myself. I was no longer a woman. After that day I dind’t look down there in several days. The only thing on my mind now was to move on without any sexual life. Boy was I wrong!

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Three weeks after my pussy dissapeard I dared to look down there again. The sight was definetly not whath I was expecting. Where I thought it would be a flat surface, a penis had emerged. I was so overwelmed by this that I almost fainted. I sat down on my bed and looked at it. I almost felt like I do when I see a newborn baby. It was that feeling of watch something you had created. I slowly stroke the penis and felt it getting hard. I wasn’t shure how much to expect. I had seen the penises on shemales before, and they often times never even got hard. But that wasn’t a problem I had, thats for sure! My penis was growing and growing and when it stopped, I thought I’ve never seen a penis this big! I got my ruler from the desk and measured the length. 8.5″! That wasnt just big. That was huge! It was 3,5″ longer than my boyfriend’s. -This isnt ‘t happening, I thought to myself. But it certanly was. The next day I was thinking of who I should tell. I had alredy broke up with my boyfriend. I didn’t tell him whath happend, only that something happend, and I couldn’t see how we could still be together. My first thought was to call my doctor, but he would probably make a big deal out of the whole situation, so I didn’t call him. Just when I started thinking again, my dad called. I hesitated for two seconds, but I came to the solution that he would think it’s okay. I picked up the phone: -Good morning darling! I’m sorry for not calling you earlier, but I’ve been… -Dad, I need to see you! Correction: you need to se me! -Is something wrong honey? -I’ll be at your house in half an hour! I put the phone down slowly. Suddenly I wasn’t so sure about telling him, but there was no way out now. Half an hour later I parked my car outside my dad’s house. I was wearing extremely tight leather tights, a top that was one size too small and high heels. And no bra. Why I was wearing this, I don’t know. It just felt right. I rang the bell, and ten seconds later my dad stood in the door with a concerned expression on his face. -Is everything all right, dear? he asked me while stepping aside, and letting me in. -No it isn’t, and yes it it, I said as I walked into his kitchen. It actually looked nice, considering the absence of women for the past three years. -Dad, I got a penis. The look on my dads face was probably one of the looks you would call priceless, but I wasn’t in the right mood. Slowly his face turned a little red as he blushed. -I’m not sure exactly…

-DAD, I HAVE A FUCKING PENIS! I screamed before I started to cry. He wrapped his arms around me and whispered: -That’s alright, dear. May I see it? I nodded and stood up. I dont’t know why I was doing this, but my body reacted by itself. I pulled my tights and panties down. My dad got onto his knees and took a good look at it. -Can I see it erected? he asked. I nodded again and started slowly to stroke it. It went faster this time, and soon it was fully erect. -Oh boy! That’s a big one. Just wait right here while daddy goes to get something. I heard his footsteps as he disappeard behind me. At first, nothing of this made sense to me. But suddenly something in my brain said “click”, and I was able to think straight again. He was going to fuck me! But it didn’t make me angry. Maybe this was what I’ve always wanted. Maybe this is why I dressed up like this. -No, I whispered to myself. If anyone should get fucked here, is should be him! I heard him come down the stairs now, but I had a plan. -Can I go to the bathroom, daddy? -Yes, of course, dear! I went up the stairs he just went down, and walked slowly into the bathroom. I looked at the sink, and there I saw it! Daddy’s viagra! It said only to take a half pill, but I took two. Instantly my dick started to grow. It felt fansastic! I looked around to see if I could measure it before I went down again. I found a wierd looking ruler, but it worked. 10″! That should be enough. I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. There I saw my dad rubbing his meat slowly with his eyes closed. If I were to guess, he was around 6″. I walked over to him, silent as a cat. When I was behind him, I whispered into his ear:

-I want to fuck you. He looked up stared right into my eyes. -Shit honey, you scared me! -Just bend over slowly… Of some reason, he did as he were told, but when I opened the bottle of lube he brought down earlier, he spun around. -Please honey.

I don’t want this! The look on his face made me feel bad. It was pure, uncoverd fear. I slowly put the lube down and turned around. The kitchen table was filled with papers, so I took them away and leaned over it. -Stick it in, daddy. -But, but, but… -Just do it! He didn’t hesitate any longer, and slammed it into me. I screamed, but not in pain. I mean, I have tried anal before, but this was completely different. Is was just as tight as before, but not as dry. Somehow it was lubed, just like my pussy would be. And it felt much better than before! Like somone had taken the nerves from my pussy to my ass! My dad was fucking me slowly, but I was tired of hesitating men. -FUCK ME HARDER AND FASTER!!! He stepped the tempo up. I was now breathing heavily as his cock switched between filling me up and barely be inside. I hoped he would go even faster, but didn’t dare to say it. I wasn’t able to speak, just breathe and screame. As if he read my mind, he went even faster, and yelled: -I’m cumming, honey! I opened my mouth and started to scream, because I was close too. But suddenly he stopped. I felt something deep inside my ass, and guessed it was his cum. He was now sitting in a chair, breathing heavily. I looked at him, but didn’t say anything. Instead, I wrote a small message on a piece of paper: -It was good and everything, but I need someone who is willing to both take and give. Besides, your cock is to small, and you didn’t make me cum. Goodbye.

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