Tinseltown Tale

by Mr. Twister

 

With my trusty cup of morning caffeine, I was in my usual morning seated position with my knees sucked under my sleep time tee smacking my 36DD's as I looked at the papers. Nothing much doing in the real world so I grabbed 'Variety' for the important entertainment industry news.

Taking a sip to blast the blur of last night's cast party from my mind, I looked at the headline 'BARRIE SANDS PIC NUMERO UNO'. I looked again to make sure my eyes weren't playing tricks . . . paused . . . then screamed, "A-I-E-E-E-E . . . I'M A STAR! ...HOLLY" as I ran toward the bedroom.

I jumped on the bed yelling, "Wake up, wake up, Holly, wake up," as I bounced on the bed.

The beautiful dark eyes cracked open as her head finally turned and Holly mumbled, "What's...goin'...on?"

"Holly," I said, "I'm a star...I did it...I made it...all because of you," and fell on her exhausted body as I continued, "We're rich, partner and I thank you for everything," and I covered her face with kisses.

It seems like only yesterday that I was an unemployed actor named Barry Sands working as a waiter while I tried for my break in films. I hadn't been to an audition in weeks and was looking for any lead to somehow slip my foot in the door as I started my shift at the latest 'hot' restaurant. The usual mix of gawking tourists and industry 'suits' filled my tables for the first seating and everything was normal until the manager told me to also take an eight topper in the corner.

As I moved to the group, I quickly glanced at the eight women trying to decide who was the 'boss' until I locked on the most beautiful face my eyes had ever seen. The closer I got the more I realized that the face was just the icing on a magnificent cake that was dominated by a glorious set of mammaries restrained by bright red dress puckered by the imprint of her nipples.

"Good evening, I'm Barry and I'll have the pleasure of serving you. Would you like to begin with some refreshments?", as I scanned the faces but continually returned to 'that' face. I knew I had to snap into work mode immediately or my ass would be fired so I avoided looking at her for the rest my service. I did enjoy peeping tom glances down the others' dresses and noted all of them were braless since I caught nipple 'shots' every time...with the exception of the 'one'.

Everything went fine until I brought the tab and accidentally spilled a glass of water onto THE BRIGHT RED DRESS.

"You asshole!" she yelled as she pushed back from the spill collapsing her cleavage into a dark chasm.

"I'm SO sorry," I answered, as I grabbed the napkin on my arm and began trying to absorb the water from the dress.

"Stop trying to grope me," she barked, "Get your hands off me!"

"Ma'am, I was trying to help. I've never tried to fondle a woman. Please...believe me. Let me get your dress cleaned. I'm really sorry."

The shock of the moment...and the ice cold water on her crotch...eased as she composed herself before looking at me as I continued to mop up the water on the table.

"Barry...that's your name isn't it?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"I just wasn't expecting a cold shower...you understand?"

"I do...and I am sorry...and I would like to have your dress cleaned. I really need this job and any complaint from a customer means I'm gone. At no cost to you, I'll pick it up in the morning and return it in two hours...tops. Deal?"

"Sure," she said as she smiled and I felt a twitch in my dick, "Here's my card," as she reached into her clutch purse and handed me the card, 'Holly Burns, Actress' and her address and phone number.

"Come by at 10 and I'll be up...and...apology accepted."

At 10, I was at her door gently knocking when I heard a muffled, "Coming," and the locks being opened. The door cracked for a look then opened by a statuesque beauty with tousled black hair wrapped in a heavy bathrobe that failed to conceal her mammoth orbs beneath.

"Good morning...you said 10."

"Oh...right...come in and I'll get the dress," and she walked away as I watched her ass mounds move under the robe. A moment later she returned holding the dress as her breasts swayed the fabric of her robe and said, "This really isn't necessary. You're the nicest guy I've ever met," as she gave it to me.

I looked up at her saying, "My fault and I'm a man of my word. Be back shortly," as I left.

Before noon, I was back and heard, "Barry?"

"Yes"

"The door's open...come on in."

As I opened the door and stepped in her voice called, "In here" and I walked toward the origin of the sound into the most wonderful sight of her exercising in an electric blue leotard that had no chance of hiding any of her unbelievable attributes. She was facing me with her legs straddling the bench with her pussy lips clearly outlined at the crotch doing chest exercises as her nipples punched into the spandex fabric. My dick snapped to attention as I looked into her brown eyes hoping she didn't catch me staring as she said, "Two more reps and I'll be done."

"Whew...I needed that," she said. "Want something cold? I sure do."

"Sure...oh...here's the dress...good as new."

"Thanks," and she slid the hanger on the door saying, "This way" as she walked away and I got to enjoy her rounded ass cheeks dance above her slender long legs. "What do you want? I've got most anything."

Figuring she was into fitness I answered, "Most any real juice."

By the time I reached the kitchen, she was pouring two tall glasses. As she handed one to me she asked "You're interested in the food business?"

"No," I said, "I'm an actor...like you...just paying bills until I get work."

"Really...wouldn't have guessed you acted. What've you done so far?"

"Nothing!"

"Geez, Barry...you don't mind me calling you Barry?"

"Not at all...can I call you Holly?"

"Of course," she smiled and touched my hand, "You got an agent. What does he say?" she asked resting her elbows on the counter as her breasts squeezed together.

"He says there's not a lot of calls for a 120-pound blonde leading man who is five foot six."

"He's right you know. You're not a Brad Pitt, Mel Gibson, Tom Cruise look. Don't get me wrong. You're a very nice looking person and you're quite nice and gentle. From my experience, I think you're in a no win situation."

"What's your experience," I asked?

"I've done a dozen films and I'm always nothing more than eye candy because of my physical appearance. At five eleven, I'd have to do my lines from a hole or on my back, and I won't."

"Holly, you're breathlessly gorgeous and the studios are crazy," I blurted out.

"Thanks for the compliment...but I'd have to be your size and be as sweet to make it. Let's sit on the couch," and I followed her to the sofa. She continued, "You're so different, Barry...tender and sincere...not trying to grab my boobs...though last night..."

"I've never fondled a woman...honest...never," I shyly interrupted, "I was so embarrassed when you accused me of that."

"Come on, Barry... you've never grabbed a handful like this," she retorted as she cupped her melons and gave them a gentle jiggle. "What have you been doing?"

"Studying to be a great actor, Holly. It was my escape from constant teasing about my size."

"Oh...I'm sorry, I wasn't trying to upset you," she quietly said as she slid across to me and hugged me. The heat of her tits spread across my chest as we embraced until she moved back saying, "Barry, your face is so attractive and you have wonderful blue eyes. We've got to think of something that will get you noticed...like Dustin Hoffman in 'Tootsie'...you can wait while I take a quick shower...then we'll brainstorm...ok," and she leaned forward and kissed me...right on the lips...and I had an immediate boner.

Five minutes later she was back wrapped in a short silk robe that allowed her pendulous orbs the freedom to roll and her jet black hair had been neatly combed as she spoke, "Any thoughts while I freshened up?"

"Your comment about 'Tootsie' somehow hits me...I don't know why."

Holly patted the seat next to her saying, "Come closer...two heads together are better than one," which I obediently did. "Now rest your head on me and just relax," as she pressed my head to her breast. It was so warm and so firm and I could hear her heart beating while my mind tried to remove her robe. My daydream was interrupted when her voice said, "Barry, before we solve your career, were you kidding when you said you'd never fondled a woman?"

"No kidding," and an instant later her hand had pressed mine directly on one of her melons and I thought my palm was warmed by the heat I felt. Nothing could feel this good I thought until she slid my hand under the silk onto the hot skin of her tit. She gently moved my hand around and to the center where her nipple was erect and hot and let the sensation sear into my mind. I didn't ever want to forget this!

"Like?" she whispered

"Nothing could be better," I quietly responded.

"Oh yes there is," and the hand combing my hair pushed my head under the robe to the nipple I had just felt, and she hissed, "Lick it, Barry, lick my nipple," and my lips tentatively touched the elongated tip. "Lick it, love," and I obeyed trailing my tongue around and over as my heart raced and my dick felt like a steel rod. "Now suck on it," I followed her command and wrapped my lips over the nubbin and sucked it like a soda straw. "God...you're so gentle," she moaned, "Do the other, Barry," and I did...finally opening my eyes and relishing her milky white complexion. "Now put your fingers on the nipple and pinch it while you suckle the other," and she moved my hand back so I could continue giving her pleasure. "You're incredible...you're getting me hot," and she slipped my hand off her nipple and moved it down the robe...opening it completely until my hand was pressed against her moist pussy.

At my first touch of her wet gash, my dick sprang a leak and I came in my pants! Whatever fantasies I had ever had were erased and replaced with these past few minutes of sheer erotic delight, and I had fallen hopelessly in love with a caring goddess.

She kissed the top of my head as I continued my assault on her nipple and said, "Barry, lover...you're more caring and tender than anyone else. Please...follow me..." and she kissed me again as we rose and shuffled to her bedroom. "I've never wanted to feel a naked body against mine as much as I want yours," and she began unbuttoning my shirt and started kissing my chest and nipples. "I've got to have you," and she unbuttoned my pants and pulled them down.

I had already shot a wad but my 4" dick still was stiff and is popped into her view. She knelt down rubbing her bare melons against my legs as her mouth encircled my circumcised knob and my nuts jumped as I shot another wad into her mouth.

"Ooooh...you WERE hotter than me. You've never been with a woman, have you?"

I silently motioned no as I looked down into her gorgeous eyes and she whispered, "Today is your lucky day, Barry," and after kissing the tip of my still stiff, she stood up putting her cantaloupe sized flesh in my face, as she whispered, "lay down with me on the bed, Barry," and I willingly complied with her wish. She ran her fingers around my chest and I mimicked those movements on her milky mounds and circled to the aureole and nipple after her lead. Two previous wads from my nuts provided some relief but I was euphoric with the feelings racing through my body as every nerve ending seemed at a heightened state of alert.

"Barry, will you kiss my pussy...please?" and her hands on my scalp pressed me lower as her legs parted. My fingers didn't want to release her mammaries so I slid down until my mouth was poised above the pouty lips guarding the entrance, and kissed them. "Lick them too..." she urged and I slipped my tongue up and down their edge. "Oooh...God...slide your tongue in me," and I did... tasting her nectar for the first time. "Deeper" I heard and I extended deep into the heat of her vagina and moved it around teasing the sides and core.

"Enjoying me, lover?" and I nodded and my nose bumped against her clit popping it out of its hiding place as moaned her approval. "Barry, I'm so hot...slide up and put your dick in my hole. I want you to fuck me."

At that moment I wanted a dick the size of my arm but my 4" tool was my only choice as I slid up kissing her flat stomach and continuing until my cockhead was feeling the heat from her gaping hole. I moved the final couple of inches as her cunt inhaled my tool and my head returned to her tits. Holly had already anticipated my inadequate lovemeat and as it lodged in her cavern she squeezed her legs together locking my probe hard against her clit. With one hand she pressed her erect nipple against my lips and began licking and sucking while my other hand continued massaging the other.

"Barry, love, start fucking me," and I began moving my hips up and down as she kept me tight against her love button. "Geez...that feels so good...keep doin' me," and I dutifully licked and suckled while my hand tweaked and twisted as the rhythm of our bodies increased. I kept bobbing up and down and could hear her breathing more rapidly until she clutched my head tightly as screamed, "YYYESSS...YYEESSS...I'M...CCCUUMMMINGG...." and my nuts reacted immediately squeezing my sperm out for the third time and my dick twitched out whatever cum was left in me into her cunt. This time I was exhausted by the effort and just stayed on Holly as her hands rubbed across my back and arms.

She finally said, "Barry...you've made me happy. Until this moment, I've only felt like this with another female..."

Another female...Tootsie...that's it I thought to myself. "Holly," I said with urgency, "You've solved my dilemma. You're terrific."

"What dilemma?"

"My career...Tootsie...getting noticed. I'm going to be a woman!"

That got her attention and she turned my head and looked at me saying, "That was a movie, and he played an old lady in a soap opera. How's that solving anything?"

"You just told me that I excited you like a woman. I'm not disappointed...I'm glad I did and that means I have feelings like a woman. Maybe I should've been a girl. When you look at my physique, I'd be good looking and I'm short enough to be a lead. Am I right?"

"Geez, Barry, you would be cute as hell. Wait a minute...you're a guy!"

"Anything can be if you want it bad enough...and I want this...I want to be a star! I'll bet ninety percent of the actresses have some 'enhancement'. I'll just have more of it."

"You're serious..., aren't you?"

"Absolutely...will you help me? I'll sell everything I own and go for it. Help me and we'll be partners in everything I earn. Come on...you can own fifty percent of a star!"

Holly mulled for a minute then answered, "In this town, it's crazy enough to work. Barry, you're not only my best lover ever...you're a genius. For now, why don't you move in and we can get the plan put together. I've got enough contacts to find a discrete doc and you can keep waiting tables while we set up our marketing plan. Barry, babe, you've got a partner...and the partner says let's hit the showers!"

She jumped off the bed with her swaying orbs and ran to the bath to turn on the water. I followed with a biggest smile knowing I had just made a life changing decision. As I joined her in the shower, she had already soaped her hands and began washing me with her firm soft hands. I relished looking as the water cascaded down over her mammaries and licked the drops off as they trickled down. Her soapy warm hands were over my belly and between my legs as she fisted my now limp three incher and gently rolled my acorn sized testes in her gentle fingertips. Then she handed me the soap so I could gently cup and massage her gigantic melons with their dollar sized red aureoles. I soaped her narrow waist and across her hips and gathered more lather for her pussy. Then as the water cleared the bubbles, I began sucking her nipples into erection as her hands rubbed my dick back to life.

"You haven't washed my back," Holly said as she returned around and continued diddling me as I tried to wash her back, the sides of her breasts that hung past her sides and down to her ass and its firm crack. "Now, Barry, sit on the bench," which I did. "Now I've got a little surprise for you," she whispered as she poured body lotion down the crack of her ass and rubbed the rest on my erection. "You're going to stick it in my ass, lover," and she held my cock between her fingers as she sat directly on the tip. I felt resistance and then felt her sphincter relax sucking my cock straight into her hot bowels."Grab my tits, babe...yeah...rub them hard....harder...oh...yeah...you filled Barry...my ass is full of your meat....", and she began bouncing her ass up and down in short strokes and I could feel her hot hole completely surrounding my rod. She moved faster as her hand reached between her legs to tickle my nuts and I was again completely engulfed by her sexual intensity. Her ass almost became a blur before Holly yelled, "Cum now, lover, fucking cum now," and for the fourth time in the span of an hour I shot my seed...this time into her hot shit tube.

After moments to collect our senses, Holly said, "Barry...you are incredible. You really know how to turn me on and losing your dick may be hard for me to take. You're sure you want to be a girl?"

"Holly, I promise to find other ways to please you when I change. For now, I'm all yours," as I held her against me while my dick shrunk back out of her to its normal size.

As promised, I sold everything of value, moved in with Holly while working more shifts to save for my operation. For her part, she gathered information from several sources and made calls as we narrowed our selection process. We finally settled on a clinic in the Caribbean that had done incredible things with Brazilian shemales and other gender modifications, scheduled the appointment and bought the ticket. From Holly's research with casting directors, we decided that the perfect body for stardom would be 36D-21-34 and I would only need some minor adjustments for the lower two. Styling wise, my hair would be a sporty short look like Cameron Diaz or Anne Heche.

At night, between our love sessions, Holly began educating me about the ways of women and how they acted and reacted in public. We even went to the second hand store for simple female clothes so I could get better in my performance. With modest breast forms, and her deft hand at hair styling and cosmetics, we'd head to a mall and shop. I gained confidence and began enjoying the attention though I knew the main attraction was the beautifully built amazon by my side. Still, I would get a couple of glances as my gait shortened and my feminine role became more automatic. For Holly, it was fun being my tutor and having me to blunt advances that might have occurred if she were alone, and our personal and sexual relationship grew with each passing day.

 

The night before I left, we had our final lovemaking session as man and woman. She was afraid that the loss of my penis would change our sex and she had taught me how to maximize what little I had. That night, she gobbled my dick AND balls completely in her mouth causing me to instantly cum. Then, she had me straddle her with my one leg on her tits like the vertical of a cross and with her legs as the horizontal, she completely inhaled my erection AND nuts into her cunt getting me off a second time with contractions of her pulsing hole. She insisted that I ram her ass one more time doggy style and we flooded the bed with our combined juices for the last time.

In the morning, Holly drove me to the airport with my lengthened hair pulled back in a macho guy look and my usual pair of jeans and tee shirt. She would join me after the initial surgery recovery for a weekend and I'd be back in town in 30 days. We kissed each other passionately as I kneaded her breasts for good luck and I was off to Dr. Erich Stroeffel's Gender modification clinic for my new body...and life as Barrie Sands!

A day later I was sitting in the reception room with nervous anticipation as I waited to meet Dr. Stroeffel and begin the process. The only other person was a tall and very slender woman named Jean Hamilton who definitely needed some improvement. As we chatted, I learned she was to be a man.

"Why?" I asked.

"If I looked like you, I wouldn't be here!"

"Thanks for the compliment but if I had your stature neither would I," was my answer.

We found it amusing that we were essentially 'switching places' and what one of us was getting done would be the direct opposite to the other. In a strange way, we were mirrors and agreed to have our first date with our new opposite the night we signed out. In between, we'd compare notes and provided whatever emotional support was needed.

Minutes later I was in the exam room with the doctor as he explained the procedures and sensing my nervousness, assured me that I would be appear and function like every other woman in the world.

First, he would make an incision about the size of a beauty spot and insert uninflated sacks that would be filled with small amounts of saline. This new technique of inserting and inflating a balloon has been successfully used to induce excess skin growth in major surgeries and now was being applied to breast enhancement because it felt absolutely no scars and was almost natural to the body. He'd also do some laser hair removal and would begin the hormone routine with injections.

After a week to verify the first procedure was successful, I would have the major surgery. Using micro-surgical techniques, my vocal chords would be shaved to raise the pitch of my voice, my adam's apple would be shaved, and portions of my lowest ribs would be eliminated to accentuate the curve from my chest to my waist while he supplemented a bit at my hips and buttocks. The coup de grace would effectively be using my penis and scrotum to construct a sensitive clitoris, the outer lips and inner opening of my vagina, a vaginal canal while relocating my pee hole. The doc had also developed artificial glands that were stimulated through imbedded micro switches that initiated an imitation secretion whenever certain body parts were stimulated.

A few hours later, I was back in my hotel room. The next few days I spent going for my daily does of hormones and saline injections and doing some tourist things while I kept in touch with Holly feeding her daily reports. Initially, I was disappointed since I could see almost no change and felt I might have made a big mistake. Fortunately, Jean called to ask how it was going. The voice was a whisper as he had material added to his vocal cords to lower the sound of his voice. He now was feeling masculine and asked that I now think of him as Gene. He pumped my spirits saying everything was better than he had anticipated and to be patient. Normally it takes nine months to do what we would experience in a month!

Gene was right about everything as my new breasts began budding and swelling. When I returned to the clinic for the second procedure, I wore a loose shirt to cover what was now a nice firm pair of 36 tits that approached a B cup.

For the next few days, I was completely out of touch with reality as my new form healed from all of the alterations Dr. Stoeffel had made. I finally came out of the fog and was able to get adjusted to my surroundings. After buzzing the nurse, I tried getting up to see how good, or bad, I looked but felt dizzy and opted to wait for assistance.

As she entered, he asked how I was feeling and what did I want. I motioned that I'd like to start moving around and she reminded me that I had lots of tubes that needed to be removed before I got out of bed. After slipping the catheter out, she helped sit up which was my first hint that things had changed as my arms rubbed against the sides of my new tits. Handing me a mirror, I really thought I looked the same though whatever hint of a beard I once had was now a blonde peach fuzz. Slightly tilting the mirror down put a smile on my face as my eyes saw the hospital gown and some concealed mounds that were definitely lurking beneath.

A couple of hours later, I had dangled on legs over the side, watched some TV, taken my medication, had another saline fill and was free of tubes and bottles as I began feeling a bit more normal. Normal enough that I had to pee and figured I'd do it myself. I eased my way out of bed and shuffled into the toilet, flipped the seat up, and reached for what I longer had! Whoa...it was gone! I pulled the bottom of the gown up and looked between my recently enhanced cleavage to see absolutely nothing hanging! 'The mirror' I thought and I moved in front of it to see what Dr. Stoeffel had done.

I saw Barrie standing with a hospital gown pulled around her waist with puffy, pussy lips as bare as a baby...and it was me! I moved the gown higher noticing that my waist was even narrower and finally exposed my brand new breasts that were perfectly formed and looking full with perky nipples centered on smallish aureoles. I would have screamed but the soreness in my throat cooled my vocal enthusiasm and I just whispered, "Wow" to that face in the mirror. I had taken the gamble and hit the jackpot.

Finally, I sat down and emptied my bladder as I contemplated everything Holly and I had discussed before my surgery. Having Holly with me this weekend would be welcome though the doc had prohibited any erotic activities until I was released from his care. Still, I had so much to learn about the ordinary life of a normal woman that the weekend would be a blur.

Two days later I was back to the outpatient routine and realized it was time to toss my Barry garb and begin Barrie's emergence. Back in the room, I laid out the stuff Holly had packed anticipating this moment. The days of tossing on a pair of jeans and tee were gone and I had to plan everything from the bottom up. I picked out a pair of satiny looking white bikini panties and matching bra. Having seen Holly easily slip into hers, I figured there was no special technique until I tried blindly snapping the back strap. After fumbling and getting frustrated, I opted for a similar front closure smiling as I realized my Holly knew me all too well. The front snaps were easy though I had to adjust and slide my boobs to nestle comfortably in the cups, and the firm feeling in my hands as I manipulated them was just like I remembered Holly's.

After looking at my attractive feminine form in the mirror and twisting to enjoy my new buns stretching my panties, I grabbed a pair of white shorts and slipped them on and finished it off with a nice navy and white striped crop tee top that emphasized the curves of my new melons while exposing my tiny waist and navel.

Grabbing the hair brush, I tried styling something and nothing worked so I settled for a straight part in the middle of my head and grabbed some scissors to trim the long strands around my face. I finished up with a bit of lip gloss but was too excited to take the time to deal with mascara, eye shadow or eye liner. I was on vacation and lots of makeup was unnecessary as I grabbed my wallet and headed out the door...before returning for a small clutch purse since I had no place for my wallet.

The elevator doors opened and I faced two older men whose eyes moved down and then back up before they stepped aside. As I passed them, I heard something said and smiled knowing I had passed the test. I calmly strolled through the lobby and headed for the coffee shop for a bit of normal food.

After being seated, the waiter came over asking if I wished to join the single gentleman named Gene at his table. I followed the waiter and was truly shocked to see Gene was now a tall handsome guy who said with a wonderful baritone voice, "Barrie, you're gorgeous," as he held my shoulders and kissed my cheek.

"Gene, thanks...but I'm taken by your looks. You just put Redford into retirement!"

"Thanks for the hyperbole. Sit down and tell me how you're doing. From what I see, you're perfect."

"Truce...no more 'laying it on'...either of us...ok?" and we jokingly shook hands. "Everything going according to form...with you?"

"Absolutely...everything's right on track...and you?"

"So far...so good."

We had lunch and the rest of the day together talking about the past which proved to be good medicine for us both. Gene explained that he opted for the procedure for self esteem and for career opportunities that passed him by when he was a female while I told him my rationale. We ate dinner together as well though we had agreed everything was 'dutch treat' in accord with our platonic relationship until our first date in a couple of weeks. I did mention that Holly would be arriving tomorrow and thought the two would enjoy meeting, and ended the day saying our goodnights and sleep tights before heading off to sleep.

I was awakened abruptly by Holly whispering, "Sleepy head...time to face the world...Barrie. She had taken an earlier flight in her eagerness to see the progress and my beauty sleep would have to wait as she kept whispering, "Morning my love..." in between kissing my face.

"You're here?" I mumbled and then realized I wasn't dreaming and my partner was with me. "One big kiss, but nothing else 'cause it's doctor's orders," and I felt her warm milky mounds pressing against mine followed by a kiss of passion and a small bit of tongue jousting.

"Hi ya lover," Holly said as she sat up smiling with that perfect mouth on that perfect face. "How ya doin'?"

"With you here... couldn't be better. I'm so happy to see you. So much to tell...so much to do," I answered.

"You sound great...I love the voice...definitely star material."

"Cut the crap...it's me, Holly, and I only want your honest assessment."

"Barrie," Holly responded, "I'm telling the truth...your voice is perfect...no how's the rest coming along?"

"I couldn't be happier," as I shifted to a seated position with the covers pulled up under my shoulders so I didn't give a hint to Doctor Stoeffel's magic. "I'm still doing the outpatient routine but each day I'm improving. I know we did the right thing and I thank you for everything...absolutely everything!"

"So...let me see...come on...stop playing Miss Bashful and give me the unveiling," Holly asked.

"Well...if you really want to," as I grabbed the blanket and sheets and slid out of bed away from her. "Sit in that chair, love and I'll give you Barrie's first strip tease. After she sat, I continued, No applause please...just lots of dollar bills," as I slowly let the blanket fall while the sheets kept me concealed. "You want more?" and I let the sheet fall so I was standing in my oversized sleep tee that was distorted by the imprint of my nipples at my hidden melons. "No comments?" I said looking down with pouty lips.

"Come on, my Tootsie, you're playing the tease role to the hilt. Show me the goods!"

"Okey-dokey," and I slowly lifted the bottom of the sleeper past my knees to just below my crotch. I continued slowly exposing my puffy cunt lips to Holly's peering eyes and watched as her mouth opened in amazement and she looked back at my eyes.

"Incredible, Barrie, absolutely incredible. I swear you were born with a pussy. More" and the bottom cleared my waist and navel. I crossed my hands and pulled it completely off as Holly scrutinized my swaying tits. "You look fantastic...my lord...the doctor is an artist...a sculptor that equals Michelangelo. I never imagined you would look so perfect."

"You like?" I asked.

"Barrie, I'm gonna cum just looking at you."

"Uh-huh," I cautioned, "No stimulation until the end of the month...Doctor's orders," as I grabbed my sleep gown and threw back on. "You really do like me, Holly?"

"Bear...I love you and I love your new package...and I'm as happy as you are. Outstanding! What's on the agenda today? Geez, I really got to keep my hands off you?"

"Holly, we've got to be good girls. This is business and you've got a lot of work getting me really into my role. Let me shower while you change from the trip down and pick out today's wardrobe for me. OK?"

Ten minutes later, I returned and Holly was dressed in a burgundy sports bra that strained to contain most of her phenomenal mammaries and matching spandex biking shorts that hinted from the faint impression of her pussy lips and slit that she had avoided any panty line problems. For me, she had the same except in a royal blue.

"I've got to wear panties, Holly, or the fabric will give me 'naughty' sensations. What pair should I wear?"

After sorting through the new clothes she'd brought me, she tossed me a thong saying, "This will 'protect' you and still leave those new buns on display," which I slipped on. The rest was easy though the tight elastic wrapping on my boobs and hips was a new experience which felt good.

"Now sit down and let me do something with that nest of hair on your head. Didn't I teach you anything?" as she brushed it out while looking at me in the mirror. You're still not ready for a new 'do' so let's just pull it back to a french twist for today," and flicked, combed, pinned and moved my hair until she gave, "Ta Da," smiled and rested her hands on my shoulders. "Like?"

"Amazing...I'll never be able to do that."

"Now, let me do the eyes. With your complexion and hair color, you've got to give it a little punch otherwise it all looks blah...so don't forget...your beautiful blues need to shine," and she carefully lined, brushed and penciled it with the ease of pro. "Here's some lip gloss, and let's get going for your outpatient routine. Shake a leg!" and we were off!

As we strolled to the clinic, other walkers knew we weren't twins but could assume we were close friends in our similar outfits. I enjoyed being alongside my partner who was definitely drawing eyes with her fabulous body. This time, however, I could see I was getting my share of glances and that felt good. I'd never be her equal as a statuesque goddess but I was a close second.

After the clinic, we walked as Holly told me about the progress on our marketing plan. She'd contacted my agent who told her I was f---cking nuts and wanted no part of our plan. Her agent, however, was excited that an old friend of Holly's would be looking for work in films next month. Holly also had set up appointments for my photographic folio and head shots and had been checking around for upcoming auditions. Everybody, she told me, was looking for the fresh all-american looking new face that was blonde hair, blue eyes and big boobs that weren't in large supply. If you wanted trashy like Pam Anderson they were a dime a dozen, but wholesome...nada...none!

She did treat me to an ear piercing and bought me my first solitaire studs as we made out back to the room. They weren't real diamonds but Holly guaranteed I'd have the real thing before long. I insisted on buying her a thin gold chain with her initials H and B which she immediately put around my neck as she kissed me and she bought the exact same with my initials B and S. She did that, she whispered, to seal the deal!

The rest of the morning we spent catching up on home doings and Holly's auditions as she continued the cram course on the daily necessities like feminine hygiene, hair removal and shaving, body and facial cleaners and lotions, manicuring and nail polish, and perfumes and colognes along with everything else. I had never realized how much work it was to be a nice looking woman and how easy it had been to be a guy, but I was completely committed. I was gaining more self confidence, was enjoying the attention that I never knew before and my intimate relationship with Holly clinched the deal.

Instead of eating lunch, Holly wanted to hit the pool and we'd just eat some nibbles as we relaxed. She slipped on silvery one piece that had to come from a Sports Illustrated shoot. The heft of her huge knockers demanded straps that widened on both sides as they ran down until meeting just above her belly button and a silver waistband. The mass of her tits, however, was significantly greater than the width resulting in the appearance of two silver suspenders that barely covered her dollar sized aureoles. The vee from her crotch and ass up to the waistband mirrored the vee on top leaving her sides completely nude except for the thin silver waist.

"Holly, you're stunning. Every guy will cum in his pants when they see you. I could sell a million posters of you in that suit."

"I got it just for you, my love, but the poster idea is terrific. When I get, I'll see what we can do. Now get your suit on and let's hit the beach."

I was glad she hadn't expected me to wear the same thing. Instead she'd picked out a typical SoCal bright patterned beach bikini that barely covered the globes of my ass and the matching halter top that I swore was a least one size too small...on purpose. She laughed assuring me that wasn't the case, threw me a big white tee cover that said 'Bitch' as she slipped her matching top which cleverly said 'Bigger Bitch'. She patted my bare ass cheek and headed off for a nice afternoon in the sun.

After a quick dinner, we both crashed into bed. Holly was exhausted from the travel and I was still recovering from the procedures. We just truly cuddled in the king sized bed as we chatted and giggled about what had been and what would be. Both of us finally closed our eyes and drifted off holding hands.

In the morning, we grabbed a quick cup of coffee and bagel on our way to the clinic. Back at the room, Holly packed and dressed for the trip home after more tutoring and talk about being a woman. She put out the exact same outfit and I started dressing. This time I had to battle the back snap on the bra and she let me thrash for several minutes before showing me the 'easy' way and insisting that I practice doing it a dozen times a day until I came home. She also insisted that I put on the pantyhose and get acclimated to the feeling of having two sausages for legs. Finally I slipped on the powder blue tennis dress with a short pleated skirt and scooped neck with my bright new HB necklace drawing a viewer's eyes to my new assets.

Before she left, we stopped to lunch at the coffee shop. Shortly after we gave our drink order, I heard a baritone voice say, "And you must be Holly who is much more attractive than I could've imagined."

Holly was startled, but I quickly introduced Gene and asked him to join us. I had completely spaced getting together with Gene and felt like a complete jerk, but Gene slipped comfortably into our conversation. I explained how we met as Barry and Jean on the first day and how we provided support through our transition. By the end of the meal, we learned he was in film production and suggested a number of contacts for Holly to pursue for both our careers. He also was blown away with Holly's irresistible beauty and promised he would find the right role for her...even if he became an independent maker.

The rest of the outpatient ritual flew by and I signed out of the clinic exactly on time and with absolutely no problems. Gene stopped by to check out just as I was leaving and we confirmed our date for dinner this evening.

The confirmation of our date made me feel like I had just been asked to my first prom and I wanted to suck the eyeballs right out of Gene's head. I spent the afternoon deciding exactly what I would wear. There wasn't a lot to choose from but it took forever as I kept switching and changing my selections until I knew I had the right combination. With showering, lotions, shaving, cosmetics and hair to do all by myself, I felt overwhelmed.

The dress was a simple wine colored sheath above the knees with a really deep vee plunging neckline. Underneath, I wore a black lace half bra that barely protected my nipples and the matching bikini panties. Holly must've sensed something because a black lace garter belt with darker toned stockings had been packed and that's what I wore. Having practiced for a month, I was comfortable in a modest two inch heel and didn't want to attempt anything higher on this evening. After checking everything twice in the mirror, I headed downstairs for my dinner date.

Gene looked terrific in a light linen jacket, starched white shirt but was unbuttoned at the top and dark linen trousers. As I approached, he let out a low whistle and I said, "You clean up pretty good as well," and I felt him kiss my cheek as we hugged.

"You're more beautiful than this morning. Wow! A whole lot of Holly has rubbed off on you, Barrie, and I mean that as the highest compliment. You radiate your beauty and I'm so glad you've accepted my invitation."

"Gene," I answered, Thanks...and you really are a 'hunk'. You'll need a stick to beat them off."

He laughed saying, "I just happen to have gotten one."

"Ok, we're friends and we've agreed...we will be honest with each other. Remember?"

"I do, Barrie, and I'm telling you the truth. You're absolutely stunning."

"Thanks," and I kissed him right on the lips...shocking us both!

"Dinner, madam...?" and our date began.

Somewhere between the wine and dessert our conversation shifted to the results of our procedures and both of us were curious as to how the other appeared. "I'm thinking that we've just bought a brand new car and we're road testing it to make sure it's what we bought," he said.

"You've got a point," I answered, "We've paid good money and we don't know how well it runs or whether all of the accessories function."

"I don't know what the manufacturer's warranty is. Do you?"

"You mean five years or 50,000 miles," and we laughed.

I could sense where this might lead and I wanted to be prepared just in case so I excused myself for a 'powder' and slipped off my panties after undoing, reconnecting the stockings and returning with the popular, "Now what were we talking about?"

"Barrie," he began, "I enjoy our friendship and wouldn't do anything that would destroy it."

"Gene, I wouldn't let you do something that would. You won't let me do anything either...right?"

"Correct."

"As friends, we've got to help the other check out their new equipment, right?"

"Barrie...you're reading my mind...you fox!"

"Pay the check and let's head up to your room for some objective 'road testing'...deal?"

"Deal...only if you're honest as my friend...and only as an objective evaluation."

"Pay the man...dear friend."

After closing the room to his room, we stood looking at each other as Gene said, "Now that?"

"Well...most would agree that men initiate."

"Fine," and he took his jacket off carefully folding and setting it down and was started on his shirt.

"Hold it," I said, "As a former male, I've got to help you whenever I see some of your old behavior. A guy takes his jacket off and just tosses it. Put it back on and start over."

He smiled at me, fetched his jacket and once again removed it, with much less care, then followed with his shirt saying, "What do you think?"

"Stud, Gene, stud...you look great...how'd they do that?"

"I've got a couple of pec implants that they empty as my natural muscles bulk up and I've had to pump iron every day since I arrived. Combined with the hormone treatments, I'm getting there," and he flexed to prove he was there!

"My turn," and I unzipped the dress and rolled my shoulders forward letting the dress slip down to my hips. "So?"

"You look great, but is that a wonder bra?"

With my improved dexterity, I unsnapped the back letting the bra slip to the floor as my cantaloupe sized mounds swung free. I smiled at Gene and thought I detected a definite twitch in his pants as I proudly through my shoulders back for his approval.

"You're the wonder, Barrie...the bra was merely decoration. On a scale of ten, you're eleven."

"Hey...honesty...remember...your turn," and Gene dropped his pants. He did have a hardon and it was straining his jockeys which made me feel good. You can't fool that lie detector! He pulled the waist clear and slipped his jockeys off with his pants and shoes. As he stood I was astounded to see a thick eight inch erection with a set of gonads the size of tennis balls swaying below and I felt moistness along my pussy lips as I said, "You don't have to ask Gene. Unbelievable...impressive... did they graft a horse to you?"

"Cute, Barrie...that's all me...from various bits and pieces. They moved most of my clitoris to the tip and redistributed my genitalia and internal whatevers with this result. I had to choose between a permanent erection or none since they haven't perfected a natural alternative. I'm eligible for an upgrade when it's perfected."

"You made the right choice, Gene, trust me. What happens...you know...at the end?" I asked.

"The testes are filled with micro-pellets that become a synthetic fluid when my natural secretions flow. They say it looks and tastes like the real thing and it all is controlled by micro switches that are activated by my nerve endings throughout my body. Enough window shopping, my friend. I'd like to evaluate your condition."

I simply reached behind and finished opening the back zipper of the dress and it fell away as Gene audibly inhaled as his cock twitched its approval. "So...comments?" I coyly asked.

"Awesome...absolute perfection. I never thought man could improve on nature. You're living proof I'm wrong. I don't want this moment to end, Barrie...I really mean that."

So I walked the few steps to him to wrap my arms around him as my mammaries pressed against him and his stiff member smacked against my stomach. We held each other tightly knowing we had passed the most crucial test of all...approval from the opposite sex and the life changing decision we'd made was the right one.

Moments later Gene whispered, "Time to do some road testing?"

I relaxed my arms as I looked up saying, "Lead the way, my friend," and we slowly ambled to his bed and sat on the edge. "Before we start driving," I quietly said, "I think we should make sure that all the essentials are working. We wouldn't want any accidents to happen," and I began rubbing my hands over his shoulders and muscular chest. "Everything normal?" as I slid my palms across his tiny nipples.

"Hmmm...yes...your hands are soft and feel good. May I?"

"Please...yes," and I put his hands on my breasts and went back to massaging as he gently began fondling my globes. As his fingers lipped across my nipples, it was like a jolt of electricity that shot to my groin and I moaned as my nipples popped to attention.

"Something wrong?" he asked with concern, "Did I hurt you?" as he removed his hands.

"Something very right," putting his hands back on my mounds, "Don't you dare stop," I hissed and I began rubbing his thighs longing to latch onto his man meat that was begging for attention.

"Are we ready to hit the road? He asked.

"I think we've got a few more things to check out," as I pushed him down on the bed. "Agree?"

"Don't want any accidents, Barrie," as he pulled me down to join him and he kissed me.

I interrupted the kiss saying, "Hold that thought, my friend, but we still have some checking to do," and I climbed over him in the classic sixty-nine position. "I see something to check...you?"

"Uh huh," as his hands circled my ass cheeks and I felt his tongue tenderly trace the line of my slit. Without hesitation, my hand wrapped around his cock and my lips kissed the reddened knob realizing that I was a complete woman. Last month, I would have hesitated to suck a man's penis but the months of acting as a female had allowed a good performance to become great as the role became my persona completely eradicating the Barry within. I was Barrie inside and out... and Barrie was getting excited by the tongue lashing of her pussy and showing Gene how good that felt by sucking and licking his thick shaft to a two fisted ten inches. One hand slipped to fondle his balls as the other jerked his cock in and out of my hot mouth while Gene answered with fingers slipping in and out of my cunt as his tongue flicked my clit from its hooded nest.

I felt his fingers tapping on my tush as he said, "I've got to take a break or I will have an accident," and I reluctantly slipped his purple knob from my lips as I rolled on my back alongside Gene.

"I think everything check's out, Gene. What do you think?"

"I think it checks out too good, Barrie."

"Too good?" and I rolled on top of him as I grabbed his rock hard member, "The night is young, my friend, and this is not just a ride around the block. I want a long road trip," and I began sliding my ass back as my fist aimed his knob at my soaked crack. I felt his tip slide past my lips and I kept sliding further back as his hot cock burrowed in. Deeper and deeper until I thought he'd rip through my canal until I engulfed the whole length as his hands gently cupped my melons. "Lord...I can't believe how good that feels. I can feel your heat inside."

"Don't move, Barrie...I'm in ecstasy...you feel like a hot moist velvet glove. Nothing has ever felt this good."

I slowly began rotating my hips as I looked into Gene's eyes and said, "No rest stop, good buddy, I said 'drive' and 'drive' is what I want. I'm done testing, Gene, and I'm now gonna fuck you," as I began sliding up and down his pole. I rocked forward to draw his tip almost out of my cunt as my tits slapped his face and then I rocked back to plunge him completely in. Several more strokes and my motion changed to bobbing my ass giving shorter and faster motions before I used my hands to draw my body straight up and down. His hands slipped under the globes of my ass to regulate my rhythm and I took the opportunity to end up squatting.

I was ready to finish our first fuck and I lifted up so his cock slipped completely out. I wrapped my hand around it whispering, "Oops," and rubbed the knob against my excited clit and teased him further as I slid the tip back and forth along my crack before I slid his dick into my hot hole. I began moving up and down as my hand reached behind and I teased his balls and scrotum. He was getting closer and knew it so pulled me down as his mouth encircled my nipple and his tongue flicked it to greater excitement.

"I'M CUMMINGG," we screamed in unison as my pussy squeezed his intruder and I felt it throb before flooding my cavern with his hot love juice as charges of excitement shot through every part of my body before I collapsed in exhaustion on him.

I have no idea how long we just laid there before Gene said, "Thank you, Barrie," and he kissed the top of my head.

My nerve endings started to relax as I answered, "My thanks to you as well," lifting my head and kissing him. I slid off him resting my head on his chest with my arm across his chest before I said, "Night...see ya in the morning," and I fell asleep almost immediately.

In the morning, we both packed, dressed, met for a quick brunch and caught the flight home. We agreed this was not the end; rather it was the beginning of a close friendship and our new lives as Barrie Sands, future star, and Gene Hamilton, independent film producer.

By the time, Holly and I got home I was a bit tired. On our ride in from the airport she told me the appointments I'd have over the next week. I was overwhelmed with how much I would be doing including appointments with photographers, casting directors and her agent, but she eased my anxiety saying she would be right by my side. She'd already figured out what clothes would be appropriate for each meeting and knew what accessories I'd need leaving me to just be Barrie.

We also talked about my night with Gene and how everything worked perfectly. I sensed a bit of jealousy but I assured her that it was, as strange as it sounded, merely a friend to friend sex 'test' that both had to accomplish before returning to the real world. What was more significant was my telling Holly of the instant realization, as I kissed Gene's dick, that I was completely female emotionally as well as physically. I now knew that I only loved her with my all my body and soul. Gene was the proverbial one night stand sexually and nothing more

When Holly heard my explanation, she kissed me with more passion than ever before and pulled me into the bedroom whispering, "Now let me enjoy you, my love." She began kissing my breasts through my top and the sparks flew again as my nipples immediately responded and I could feel my body warming to her touches and kisses.

"Holly...you send shivers through my whole body when you do that. I swear I'm ready to cum, but please don't stop," as I clutched her head to my melons.

"Oh my, I don't want that, so take a breather and we'll get more comfortable," as she started unrobing. I joined her though my fingers weren't very nimble as I tried to relax from the sudden rush she had given me. When she was completely naked, she said, "Shake a leg, babe, and get into bed and I'll be there in a sec," as headed to the closet.

I made it onto the bed as she returned with a ten-inch black plastic cock sticking out of her pussy saying, " Thought you'd need to test it...was a bit disappointed about last night...." Then her face sparkled and she said, "Let's make love," as she slid next to me and fondled my breast.

"Holly, I love you," as I fondled her pendulous globe and I tenderly began licking and sucking her nipples to life as she caressed my head. I kissed and licked all over her body and turned as I headed for her crotch. I slid the dildo slowly from her pussy and realized it does a double headed monster that would excite us both before I began sucking and licking her pussy and clit to life. Holly's hands moved me over her so she could stimulate me the same way as my melons rubbed against her stomach and Holly's mounds rubbed my inner thighs. I was floating away in the dual pleasure of giving and receiving when I suddenly felt a moist finger sliding up and down the crack of my ass. A few seconds later she slid in and charges raced through my body as I moaned, "Oh ...my ...god ...you ...are ...so ...good...to...me," as my body shivered in a spasm.

I slid half of the dildo back into her pussy and I turned to face Holly saying, "You wanna fuck, babe?" as I smiled and straddled her thighs.

"You better believe it, love," she answered. "Climb on and let me watch."

I grabbed the black knob as I locked onto her gorgeous eyes and began sliding it back and forth across my slit which meant I was moving it back and forth in Holly's gash and I could feel her squirming as I did that. Then I slowly began to push it in as I twisted by hips and continued sliding further down as my body gyrated on the plastic pole until my cheeks reached her stomach as I said, "Like watching me get fucked by this big black dick?" I reached forward and began massaging her milky cantaloupes and she began fondling mine as we each rocked on our buried poles and my eyes slowly closed.

I slowly slipped my legs out and laid completely on top of Holly then began sliding up and down so the plastic probe would rub against our clits as I suckled, but I was getting hot and lifted my torso up to separate our breasts when Holly locked her mouth around my nipple and began sucking while she teased the other and I screamed, "FUCK," as I started my orgasm. She immediately trembled with her release as we hugged each other interspersed with passionate kisses and tongue jousting as we rode the roller coaster of erotic sensations that finally reached an end.

The week was full of appointments and most went as expected. I even got the chance for a couple of auditions in a week or two and was excited that the plan was bearing fruit. Everything seemed on track with the exception of one casting director who had expressed doubt about the accuracy of my portfolio and statistics.

Miss Victoria Stones was a very important person in the industry and had a reputation of being demanding and managed her office like a dictator. My agent decided I had to meet Miss Victoria Stones in person so that I could erase any of her doubts, and made the appointment reminding me to be there fifteen minutes early.

Holly wanted Miss Stones to see a Julia Roberts class and the hint of a better body than Pam Anderson and selected a wonderful dark blue silk sleeveless dress that was held together with one front button at the waist. She added small pearl ear studs and a matching choker necklace and styled my hair into a bit more tailored look and we headed for the appointment.

I was escorted to the office and entered to see a tall brunette with her hair pulled tightly back into a tight french twist. She was wearing well tailored pinstriped suit with a long front buttoned skirt and very high heeled boots. As I walked to her, Miss Stones greeted me with some formality and showed me a chair as she sat on the front edge of her large glass table that served as her desk. She reached for a file with saying another word, opened it then scrutinized my face. Her eyes continued their examination as she glanced intermittently at her file and finally spoke.

"Barrie Sands, is it?"

"Yes, Miss Stones," I calmly answered.

"No experience listed...how come?"

"I haven't done anything significant in the industry...yet.

"Why should I use you?"

"I have talent," I said firmly, "and am willing to demonstrate that if you give me the chance."

"Well said," as she looked straight at my eyes. "I wanted to see you in person because I thought the head shots and your portfolio couldn't be accurate. I must say you're as attractive as your photos suggest.

Please stand," and I did. She slipped off the desk and moved her hand down one of my sides. "Show me your profile if you will," and I turned my head. "I'd like a complete profile Miss Sands," and I turned my body. Now I felt her hand start at my shoulders and pass down my back over my rounded ass and I was startled. I had heard about the casting couch adventures but dismissed any weird thoughts as she was a woman. "Turn again so I can see your back," which I did and now felt both of the hands tracing my sides. "Ok, back to where you started, Barrie," and I was back facing her noticing her breath was a bit rapid.

"Barrie, I won't mince words. You appear to be what your folio says and I'm pleased at what I can verify. I would now like to confirm your statistics that you noted as 36DD-21-34. Will you please open your dress?"

Until this moment, not one other casting executive had asked for such a request and I hesitated...but figured why not. I may get a role that required me to appear in lingerie and maybe brief nudity. Miss Stones was a major player and could provide impetus to my budding career so I slowly released the one button and pulled the dress open exposing my black lace bra that barely contained the fullness of my melons and my matching panties that hid my pussy.

"You are a stunning woman, Barrie," as she unbuttoned the top button of her suit jacket. She continued, "With all the cheating in this industry, I would like you to remove your brassiere so I'm assured that is all you."

I'd gone this far so one more article of clothing seemed insignificant. I slowly slipped the dress off as I neatly folded it on the chair and reached behind to undo the strap. I slipped the bra off and placed it with the dress before returning my eyes to Miss Stone. She had taken that opportunity to unbutton her skirt nearly to the top and was now sitting with her legs and a dark vee shadow between.

"That is...all you, my dear. You do have a future in this business and I will support you in your career. Sometimes, what we see isn't what we expect, Barrie. Let me give you an example," and she completely unbuttoned her jacket revealing a mammoth set of tits straining to explode a black rubber bra that let her huge aureoles and erect nipples poke nakedly through. "You might not have expected it...but it's not impossible. But would you expect this," and reaching between her legs she pulled a thick white cock into my view as a smile slid across her face.

I was shocked...was this a woman with a cock or a man with tits?

A second later, Victoria yanked her skirt off exposing two huge testicles below her prick and said,"These are why I'm Miss STONES, Barrie. This job takes balls and I've got 'em. I paid for the boobs so I could fool the studio into believing they hired a woman. It worked...and until I saw you no one knew the truth...you're absolutely breathtaking...and I couldn't contain my lust!"

I had to stop this immediately so I turned away and reaching for my bra said, "Miss Stones, I hope I've satisfied your concerns about my attributes." After fastening the bra, I slipped into the dress as I continued, "I do look forward to working at the studio. I buttoned the dress, smoothed the fabric making sure my breasts swayed for Miss Stones' eyes then said, "I guess the interview is over and I'm sure you'll be contacting my agent shortly. Thank you," and I left.

A couple of days later, my agent called saying Miss Stones had scheduled a full blown screen test for me the next day. This could be my big break and I didn't want to mess it up. Holly agreed that this was a huge opportunity that suggested I should have some coaching, but no one was available on such short notice. As a last resort, I called Gene to see if he had any names. As a producer, he knew what the studios were looking for and offered to come over and do the coaching himself.

A couple of hours later, I met Gene at the door as I said, "Hi good lookin', thanks for helping me out," and I kissed him before letting him in.

"Hi Gene, you're looking terrific, much better than the last time I saw you. You've been working out, haven't you?" said Holly.

"Thanks, Holly, and you're looking spectacular. Before Barrie and I start, I wanted to tell you that I think I've found a property that will be perfect for you. It's an Erich Brokovich thing where the real woman is nearly six feet tall and was instrumental in resolving an environmental issue in the rocky mountains. As soon as I saw the script, I knew you'd be the only person who could do it and I'm working on the money as we speak. Keep your fingers crossed."

With that, Holly let out a shriek of delight, ran to Gene and hugged him as she planted a kiss right on his lips. Gene was startled by her exuberance and undoubtedly excited when she mashed her tits against his chest. I immediately decided I was somehow going to get Gene a piece of Holly's pussy before the day was done.

Gene spent the next couple of hours with me explaining what would be my approach and testing to see if I could get it done. It took some work but I began to comprehend and finally got it. He told me I was 'right on' and guaranteed I'd blow away any competition with my performance.

When we finished, I asked Gene how things were going. He said professionally everything was great but he had been striking out in the dating department. Since I was a recently 'converted' female, I suggested Gene needed advice from Holly.

"Holly," I shouted, "Where are you?"

"In here," she answered.

Holly decided to catch up on her workout while Gene and I were working. Remembering how hot I got the first time I saw her in her leotard, and how sexually aroused exercising made her, I figured Gene's perpetual hardon would rip his pants when he saw her and she'd leap onto his erection at the first opportunity.

"Holly, Gene needs some advice from a woman who is older than I," and I grabbed his hand and pulled him to the exercise room where I heard him gulp seeing Holly stretching her spandex leotard to its absolute limits. Her moistness made the white leotard almost transparent and her huge aureoles and nipples were plainly visible as were her swollen pussy lips. "Gene can't attract any women," I continued as I drifted to her. "He needs your advice," and I gave her a kiss, whispered "help him" in her ear as I tweaked her nipple to erection.

"Barrie....why'd you do that?" she said.

"Holly, come on...Gene's one of us. Well...he was a female so he's used to seeing a woman."

"Never one so incredibly beautiful as you, Holly," he quietly said.

"Come on, Gene," she answered, "You sound like a horny guy with that line. Remember what you liked to hear...great outfit, your hair is beautiful...not you've got great knockers."

I sensed that Holly was feeling less amorous and was concerned that my scheme was slipping away.

It got worse when Glen said, "It's not a line, Holly. You're a goddess. Barrie is perfection...but you ooze woman."

Before Holly could speak, I started toward Gene saying, "Thanks for saying I'm perfect, Gene. Holly, Gene is perfect too," as I unbuttoned his pants. Gene was surprised by my move but I was already grabbing his jockeys clear of his prick and pulling them down so Holly could let her eyes feast on his permanently stiff member.

"See, he's got the perfect penis. It's always ready for action," I announced as I looked back at Holly and saw a big stain in her crotch. I knew Gene's cock looked appetizing to her and I stroked it teasing her. "Holly, love, you've got to see this up close. Come here...please."

Seeing his fat probe bobbing was irresistible and she slowly rose and joined us saying, "My Lord, it is perfect," and she dropped to her knees and wrapped her mouth around his knob.

Gene's head fell back as Holly engulfed his tip with her lips and his hands dropped to Holly's head so she wouldn't stop.

"Holly, lover," I whispered in her ear, "I think we should move to the bedroom," and she reluctantly released Gene's prick as she looked up at him. Then I whispered in his ear, "Gene, dear, we need to go to the bedroom," and he followed us as Holly and I stripped naked.

"Gene, lay down. I need a trained eye to make sure I haven't done any damage to my new pussy and Holly will make sure your new equipment is in perfect operating condition, " and I straddled his head with my legs so my pussy lips were directly above his mouth. Holly dropped between Gene's legs and continued orally verifying that his cock was free of imperfections as her hands checked his large testicles while Gene began tongue teasing my love hole.

The stiffness and heat of Gene's hot poker had reached Holly's sexual urges and she needed him inside. She moved herself onto his stomach so his purple knob just brushed the crack of her ass and she licked her lips in anticipation as she reached behind to his throbbing shaft. Holding him steady, she slowly backed her pussy onto his log as she looked directly at me. Her eyes never moved from mine as she continued to ram the hot meat deeper and deeper. His bulbous knob pressed against her cervix before stretching it open and penetrating the recesses of her womb as she gasped with pleasure.

I slid forward and held Holly as she enjoyed the sensation of Gene's perpetual erection in her canal and was suddenly surprised when I felt something thick worming into my pussy. Gene somehow had found Holly's black double headed sex toy and was teasing it into my gash. I released Holly and began to fondle her melons while my hole was being aroused by Gene's hand. Holly began humping Gene's cock as she ran her hands across my breasts and nipples. Our sex dance grew more intense as the three of us fucked each other. Waves of sexual excitement flowed through our joined bodies until we felt the unavoidable urge and orgasmed collectively in a pile of wet bodies. The three of us had shared the most intimate of moments and we glowed in the comfort of one another.

The next day I did the screen test and the result was I got my first part in a film and a month later I signed for another film.

Three months later I got my first featured role that led to "BARRIE SANDS PIC NUMERO UNO".

Dreams do come true in Tinseltown!

 

Tinseltown Tale- Part 2 - by Mr. Twister

The film's success meant changes to my life in many ways. Financially, I was able to completely repay Holly's expenses during the months she supported me, give her partner's share of my earnings and still have economic independence. We still shared her apartment but I now equally contributed a roommate's share of our expenses.

Professionally, I was fielding offers from several studios and reading scripts nearly every day while Holly was having success as well. Gene put together his film deal and Holly would be the lead in the independent production which Gene would direct. They would be shooting on location for the next three months and I would be a single girl for the first time in my life.

Emotionally, I was a bit confused. Initially I, as a male, had fallen completely in love with Holly and virtually changed my whole being to be by her side. Our relationship evolved to a student and pupil, then became almost mother and daughter, and more recently was an intimate woman to woman union. I had noticed, however, that Holly definitely was attracted to Gene in the very normal male to female way and I was interested in men in more than a friendly way. Simply, I think was a normal horny female. It was with this perspective that my life in Tinseltown continued.

A couple of days before Holly and Gene headed off to the shooting location for his film, Holly and I talked about these things. I asked her if she was experiencing similar feelings about me and was I accurate about her relationship with Gene.

"Barrie," she said, "Your feminine intuition is definitely functioning," and she embraced me for several moments. She continued holding me as she said, "I was reluctant to discuss our relationship for fear I would upset all of the progress you've made. You've just shown me I should've trusted what we've accomplished. I think our relationship has transcended the physical and is on a higher spiritual level that few ever reach. You and I will forever be close and we each know the other is there for any reason anytime. Then she kissed me with love but the passion in both of us had waned.

"Holly," I whispered, "You're absolutely right about us. We're partners! Strange how I just knew Gene was right for you and I wanted both of you to be happy."

"Barrie, my love, you're so giving. There's some lucky guy out there just for you. Go find your true love."

"You know...our agent called and asked if I would go out with a investor and I wasn't sure."

"What's the story, Barrie?" she asked.

"The producers of my next film have a deal with this guy named Dan Rhodes who's willing to invest but only on the condition I have dinner with him. It sounded a little suspicious to me and I was uncomfortable with the scenario."

"I've heard of him," she answered. "He made a fortune in the dot-com world and cashed out before it all turned to shit. Everything was perfect in his life until his wife was killed a few months ago in a tragic auto accident. I'm guessing he's trying to get back to a more normal life and his wealth allows him to make such a demand."

"Holly, I'll take your advice and do it."

"Barrie, how 'bout we go out tomorrow night. Gene's really gotten friendly with the guy who owns the gym where he works out. He says Ernie V is a really great guy, and had asked me if I thought you'd be interested. I'll check and see if he can set it up. OK?"

The next night the three of us Ernie Valenti for a night of dinner and dancing. Ernie was a dark complexioned, good looking man who was about two inches taller and twice as big. His neck tapered out from his head into huge shoulders and a massive chest that strained his jersey across his monster pecs. His huge biceps stretched the sleeves to their limit and everything tapered to a waist not bigger than mine. He told me he was a scrawny kid who decided to change his appearance (sounded real familiar) and began pumping iron. His efforts were rewarded and, after winning several major competitions, opened the gym.

Being with such a muscular man meant I wasn't bothered by jerks wanting to hit on me and we had a fun evening. Holly and Gene left early to get ready for their trip and Ernie asked if I wanted to see his gym. By the time we got to his shop, Ernie was eager to show me all of the equipment and how it was properly used. I was wearing a nice cotton dress which wasn't appropriate attire so he grabbed a bright spandex leotard off the rack and asked if I would put it on while he changed.

When he emerged wearing a very small black posing shorts with a bulge in his crotch, I was impressed with his herculean shape and the rippled muscles all over his body and told Ernie, "You're quite a sight. That must've taken years to achieve," and I applauded him.

"Thanks," he said, "It did, but it was worth all the work," and he snapped a double biceps pose and the "Arnold' pose that showed incredible definition and size. "You're looking pretty hot as well. You must work out 'cause you've got a fine body."

Oh, I use my roommate's equipment once in a while and I watch what I eat."

"Come on, let me show you how these things work," and Ernie demonstrated several pieces of equipment then had me try as he offered little suggestions to improve my method. The demonstration ended at the 'pec' machine when I was straddling the bench as my arms were pressed back against the resistance. Ernie, at first, was watching, then he hopped on the bench and slid up against me pressing the bulge in his groin against my spread lips. Though it was completely unexpected, the sudden heat against my pussy immediately caused my juices to flow and my nipples popped against the elastic cloth straining to escape. He kissed me firmly on the lips and I returned his advance with a light thrusting of my tongue against his lips. I didn't move my arms and he quickly cupped my covered melons with his warm firm hands as we continued kissing. I was so hot that my moisture seeped onto his covered crotch and I relished his fondling.

As our kiss ended, Ernie said, "I was telling the truth when I said you looked hot, but I didn't realize how hot you were, Barrie."

"a girl doesn't get a chance to see such a hunk everyday, Ernie," and my hands moved across his bulging pecs and pebble hard dark nipples.

"Let me cool you off," and his hands pulled the straps off my shoulders an down letting my breasts feel the cool air. He carefully kissed each nipple and lightly tongued them as his hands fondled my mammaries before reaching the crotch of my leotard and unsnapping it. My gaping gash was exposed and he dropped his mouth onto my hot hole as I held his head firmly. He lapped my lips and crack until my clit popped out and he sent jolts of excitement through my body when he licked it with the tip of his tongue.

He sat up and tore his posing briefs off letting me see is dick uncurl from its confinement. When I saw his full erection was maybe six inches, it was obvious that his body building efforts had neglected one part of his body. Still, a dick was what I desperately wanted and I fell forward taking his pink knob between my lips. As my tongue traced around the helmet shape, my hands teased his gumball sized gonads until I inhaled the full length into my mouth.

Ernie groaned as my nose bumped against his rigid abdomen and he gently raised my head back to his mouth where we tongue jousted. He slipped his hands under my arms and easily lifted me straight up as he stood saying, "I haven't done any lifting today. Wrap your legs around my waist," which I gladly did. He held me in his immense arms rubbing my tits against his bulging pecs as he stepped clear of the bench. With his strength, I must've been an insignificant weight as he walked us to the full length mirrors on the wall. He was cradling my ass with one arm as he held against his body with the other and I was completely suspended in air.

"Ever watch yourself exercising, Barrie?" he asked with my ass hovering above his erect dick.

"Never, Ernie," as I kissed his powerful neck. "Will you show me?"

"Would love to," and he lowered my body until his tip was just touching the moist lips of my cunt. "Just relax, Barrie, and I'll do some 'reps'," and he slowly lowered my body onto his waiting dick letting my hot love canal completely engulf his rigid member. Then he slowly counted, "One," and he pulled me up and down, "Two, three, four," as I bobbed up and down on his erection while his pecs flexed and rippled against my breasts and nipples why I watched him fuck me. I lost count as my pussy burned with the constant friction of assault and withdrawal and my stimulated nips kept shooting charges of sexual excitement throughout my body while this Samson kept a continuous cadence. With each passing count, sweat poured across his body lubricating our fused bodies until the tempo increased and I began clutching and releasing my hole against his hot love muscle. Faster and faster he moved me until I felt a spasm in his engorged meat and he flooded my hole as he clutched me to his mass as I released my orgasm of juices as well. I just laid my head against his shoulder as he held me for minutes more before his dick slowly slipped out of wet pussy.

Finally, Ernie said, "You're so good, Barrie. Give me a bit and I'll be ready again."

"Thanks, Ernie," I whispered, "But, I've got to get going. I've got a busy day tomorrow. Some other time?"

"Sure, call me anytime."

In the morning, I called the agent and agreed to the dinner date but with certain conditions. I'd meet him for dinner at the restaurant and my obligation was just for dinner. The date was confirmed with one addition...I'd be taken to the restaurant and returned to my home in a limo.

I met Mr. Rhodes in the same simple wine colored sheath dress I wore for my first 'date' with Gene months ago. I had others but thought I looked attractive wearing it and felt it was my lucky charm. Ben Rhodes was a six foot tall blonde haired man with handsome features who wore expensive clothes well.

As I entered, he smiled saying, "Thank you, Miss Sands for accepting my invitation," as he extended his hand. We shook hands and as I released his hand, he continued to hold mine saying, "I was captivated by your photos but thought makeup, cameras and darkrooms can embellish and alter images. I wouldn't believe you were really so stunning...but I'm so wrong I'm embarrassed." Still holding my hand, Mr. Rhodes continued, "I must confess you are even more radiant in person," and he gently kissed the back of my hand before letting go.

"Thank you for your compliments, Mr. Rhodes."

The maitre d' found us and led us to our table as Mr. Rhodes said, "Please...call me Ben. May I call you 'Barrie'?"

I smiled saying, "Of course...Ben. I'm uncomfortable with formality. I'm just a normal person who's been lucky enough to make a couple of films," as I sat.

"The lucky people are the ones you grace with your presence," he answered as he sat.

"Ok...Ben, I only have one rule with new acquaintances. I insist on their honesty and flattery will get nothing but disdain."

"Barrie, I apologize...and am happy to embrace your rule. With complete honesty, you do make the difference. I was completely committed to your next film the moment you walked in. You literally took my breath away with your beauty. You could excuse yourself right this second and I'll still be the major investor. That's the simple truth."

"Ben, I don't know what to say."

"How about....Ben, it's nice meeting you. Tell me about yourself," he said as he smiled.

"Ok," I said with a smile, "Ben, I'm glad to meet you. Tell me about yourself."

"Glad you asked...I'm a twenty-eight year old widower with two adorable kids who mean the world to me."

"Short and sweet. You don't embellish do you," I answered.

"Hey," he laughed, "I didn't want to break your one rule. Ok...after I graduated college and was married. My wife was a teacher and I was a software designer. We held off having a family while I worked endless hours completing my software and beta testing it. Once it was done, a major software maker bought it along with a load of stock. My wife and I bought a home and started our family once we had achieved financial independence. Everything was terrific...I even sold all the stock and moved our money into tax free munis until...until...until she had her accident."

"Oh, Ben, I'm sorry...I didn't mean to pry," as I touched his arm.

"You're not prying, Barrie. I needed to say that. I need to say it over and over so I can get on with the rest of our lives."

"Ben, I'll be a good listener. You can tell me whatever and it goes no further than this table."

"Thanks, Barrie. I do appreciate your offer...and I may take you up on it. Hey, just being here with you is a giant step for me. Since her death, I've spent every waking moment with the kids and haven't been with an adult except for some business transactions...and those have been by phone."

"Well Ben, I'm glad I was able to get your motor revved up. I don't know your kids but I'm sure they needed a break from Daddy as well."

"It's all as I said earlier, Barrie. The studio sent over your photos and vital stats and I was completely mesmerized when I saw them. I've never seen anyone that did that to me...and I am obeying your one rule...I was blown away. Seeing if you were real was enough motivation for my strange financing condition. I knew it might not sound legitimate and I knew it was selfish, but I had to know and couldn't think of any other approach. "

"I'm flattered, Ben. I think Helen of Troy was the face that launched a thousand ships and I'm happy my features at least got you out of the house."

"Barrie, please, I'm the one who's ecstatic. My first date since college and I'm out with the newest star in Tinseltown. So what's in the dark past of Miss Barrie Sands? Axe murders?"

Before I could answer, thankfully, came and began his explanation of the evening's fare as I mentally rehearsed my response.

"Anything sound appetizing?" Ben asked.

"Whatever you decide will be perfect, Ben."

He ordered and returned to our conversation asking, "Well?"

I quietly answered, "Grew up in the Midwest, did some local theater and decided to pursue my dream of film acting so I came to town. I waited tables hoping to get into films when I met a wonderful woman named Holly Burns who took me under her wing. With her support and effort, I was transformed to Miss Barrie Sands, the woman you see."

"I'm please to learn there aren't any axe murders," Ben retorted. "I can deal with most things but I have a real aversion to dates with axe murderers...you understand...I've got a couple of little ones at home."

As the first course came, our table banter changed to less serious subjects about hobbies, sports, musical interests, and even ice cream flavors. We both enjoyed ourselves as the meal and wine was consumed and I felt a strong urge to just kiss him flush on the lips...but I didn't."

As we were finishing, Ben asked, "The limo will be here shortly...or I can give you a lift. Your choice and I understand completely whatever you decide."

"What don't you cancel the limo. It won't be necessary," I answered with a smile.

"Great," and he dialed his phone saying, "Charles, you can go. I won't be needing you for the rest of the evening." Then he looked into my eyes and said, "How about a special dessert."

I was immediately 'on alert' and thought I just stepped into his clever little snare. I've just discovered that the limousine wasn't a rental...it was his...and now I'm in his clutches. I'll just pay a bit more attention the rest of the evening and not get trapped.

We left the restaurant as his shiny black BMW 840i pulled to a stop and the doors were opened. Ben headed down the road with mellow music quietly filling the background as we continued our conversation until he made a sharp right into the Dairy Queen saying, "Special dessert time. What's your pleasure, my lady?"

"How about a single scoop of chocolate in a cup? If I get a cone, there'll be more on me than in my mouth."

He laughed as he left and returned shortly with a pile of paper napkins and the ice cream saying, "If you spread them out, you'll probably keep your dress spotless."

I nudged his shoulder playfully saying, "That's why I didn't get a cone, you clown."

As he started the engine, he said, "You'll be home before midnight and the car will not turn into a pumpkin. I promise," and we headed toward my house. As we pulled up and stopped, Ben turned and said, "Barrie, thanks for taking the chance on a compulsive guy who just had to see with his own eyes. It was a special evening for me and I hope you enjoyed yourself."

I leaned over and kissed him full on the lips as my hand slipped through his hair and my actions startled him at first...then he got with it and put an arm around my back. As our kiss ended I whispered, "It was special for me as well, Ben. Thanks for being impulsive and taking the chance."

"Would you like to do this again?"

"I'd love to," I answered.

"Tomorrow night too soon?"

"Two nights in a row away from your kids....not a very good idea, Ben."

"You're right. I'll bring the kids and we'll something fun. I'll call you about Noon. Ok?" and he kissed me.

By the time I made it in the door, my heart was racing, my nipples were erect and my pussy was moist...from two kisses. Suddenly, I realized the trap I had set for myself.

I was so focused on accomplishing the one goal in my life that I had not considered anything else. Now I had fallen in love with a man who had no idea that what he had looked at for the past six hours was simply a creation of Dr. Erich Stroeffel and his clinic. Since that moment, the months passed and the mind and emotions of the male Barry had been expunged and replaced by the female Barrie. I knew that, but would someone else, someone I had fallen in love with...understand...or be disgusted by the whole truth.

As I undressed and got into bed, I had no idea how I could escape from this dilemma, and I lay awake as my mind searched for the solution.

I was anxious for Ben's call but another part of me strangely hoped he had somehow sensed my secret and wouldn't until the phone precisely at Noon and I heard, "Barrie, Hi...Ben Rhodes...you might remember me. We had dinner last night."

"Oh...yeah, I vaguely remember some big spender who took me to Dairy Queen for a scoop of ice cream. How ya doin?"

"Cute, Bear," I heard and my heart skipped when I heard a nickname, "Can we come by in a couple of hours? I know I said tomorrow night but the kids really shouldn't be out late. Will you join us for a day of fun?"

"Ben, your wish is my command. See ya in a couple of hours. Any direction on dress?"

"It's with kids...real casual and nothing of value. You think you have problems with cones. Wait to you see what these two can do. See ya soon. Bye."

a couple of hours later, I decided that a tube top and pink hot pants was not right and dressed in my best impression of a soccer mom wearing jeans and a powder blue polo, when Ben and his two kids pulled up in garish yellow Hummer. "This is Brett who's six and Beth who's five. Kids, This is Miss Sands. Let's go or we'll miss the first show. "

As I closed the door, I looked at the kids saying, "Hi, Beth and Brett. I'm Barrie and it's nice to meet you," and we were off for my first visit to a zoo in ages. We spent the day in a feeding orgy (ourselves, the animals and each other) and made it back to my place with two completely exhausted blonde haired rug rats.

"Barrie, thanks for the most fun the kids have had in months. You've got a way with kids and they really took to you."

"Ben, remember...one rule."

He quickly answered, "Honest...they both told me they really liked you and I know one thing, you can't fool a kid. They can spot a fake instantly."

I thought 'if he only knew' but smiled instead before he continued, "Like to go out Friday night? The kids are visiting their grandparents for the weekend."

I saw a chance to wiggle out of my predicament gracefully and said, "Ben, there's thousands of great women who have you numero uno on their wish list of handsome eligible men. Don't you think you should check it out more thoroughly?"

"Barrie, you're right. I think I need to do some more investigating. What are you doing Friday night?"

"Going out with you. Say 'bye' to your kids for me," and I leaned over and kissed him.

He picked me up Friday in his silver Corvette (which meant at least a four car garage) and we headed for his place and a 'cook it on the grille' (lobster tails) dinner before relaxing on the porch waiting for the sunset. Ben insisted that the best sunsets could only be seen from his home he was right. As the sky changed from clear blue to pinks and peach then to greys and midnight blue, we sat and watched nature's magic.

His arm was around me as the air cooled ending a delightful evening and I turned and kissed him with passion. Ben instantly reacted by pushing his tongue against my lips as his hand grabbed the globe of my ass and squeezed it followed immediately by his hand pawing my breast as he started to unbutton my blouse. Then he stopped pushing me back and said, "I'm sorry, Barrie. That was wrong! I just snapped...and I acted like an animal. I'm so ashamed of myself. I'll call a cab...or...take the car. Here," and he grabbed his keys and held them for me.

My hands went around his as I calmly answered, "Ben, just calm down. Nothing happened. You have a lot emotions inside that need attention," and I embraced him saying, "Just hold me close. I told you I'm a good listener...whenever you want to..." and we quietly held each other saying nothing.

I felt a drop of moisture on my shoulder, then another, and felt Ben's body shudder. Suddenly I realized the wetness were his tears and the tremor was a sob and I pressed him closer hoping I could provide some comfort as he dealt with his emotions.

a while later, Ben whispered, "Bear...thanks...I really needed that. I've held Barbara inside and couldn't...no wouldn't...let her go. This evening was so normal that it was a 'flashback'.Barbara was here and I had to show her my love...but it wasn't so. You knew...didn't you?" and he lightly kissed the nape of my neck, then kissed my shoulder.

I held his head in my hands and raised his face and began kissing the salty tears from his cheeks and lips. My hands relaxed as Ben cupped my face and kissed me. My hands began dancing across his broad chest and arms as I warmed to his passion. I had no thoughts other than to comfort Ben and initiate the release of his pent up emotions, and let my hands drift to his thighs. Ben's hands left my face and cautiously moved onto my breasts as if the slightest pressure would destroy them. I wanted him to once again enjoy fondling a tit and my hands pressed his against my mammaries forcefully.

"Bear...we should go in...it's getting chilly," as he eased his hands from my melons as his eyes locked on mine. "Ok?" and slowly wandered inside, through the house to his bedroom where we sat as he held my hands on his lap.

"I love you, Barrie Sands," he whispered. "I have never felt such love for anyone," and we kissed holding each other's hands.

We paused and I answered, "I do love you, Ben Rhodes," then kissed him. "Ben, please make love to me," and I moved one hand to his crotch pressing my his hardening member.

His lips covered my breasts as I continued rubbing his groin with one hand while I undid the belt, zipper and snap of his pants before sliding my hand in and onto his meat. The shaft swelled to my touch as I felt his hand unbuttoning my blouse. I slid a hand up his flat stomach and began undoing his shirt as he continued kissing, then fondling my melons through my bra. Neither of us wanted to stop our adoration of the other but the tangle of partial undone clothes was amusing to us both and the humor of the moment caused us to pause.

"May I, Miss Sands," Ben said as she finished unbuttoning my blouse and sliding my arms out.

"Mr. Rhodes," and I finished his shirt then knelt to pull his pants and loafers off. "Did anyone ever tell you how handsome and muscular you look? You're VERY muscular," as I pulled his briefs off exposing his cock that put Ernie V's to shame. My lips and mouth were on his plum colored knob as my hands wrapped around the thick meat while Ben ran his fingers through my hair. Suddenly, I tasted his semen as his erection jerked and his cum sprayed across my bra and globes.

"Bear...I was so excited..."

"Ben, I've got all the time in the world, and...much better than Dairy Queen" as I licked the residue from his knob and my fingers.

"Bear...you spilled some. Come here and let me clean it up," and I stood in front of Ben with his relaxed prick pinched between my thighs as Ben licked his cum from my milky hemispheres. Then he undid my bra and began licking and sucking my nipples sending jolts of excitement through my body as he undid my skirt letting it fall to the floor. His fingers slipped into the waist of my panties and slid them down waiting for me to release his dick before they dropped as well.

"Now where were we before that interruption? I know," and I pushed Ben back onto the bed and climbed alongside him as my hand held his soft penis. "I was introducing myself to this," and I turned and straddled Ben as I slid his flaccid nine inches toward my lips. My hands held him vertical and I began to suck life into his cock as Ben slipped his tongue along my crack as he cupped my hanging tits. I wanted to completely inhale his manhood and continued to work his knob deeper into my throat as my fingers gently slid around his balls, but his cock continued to lengthen and swell and I realized I would choke.

Ben's mouth and hands had excited my body and I wanted to feel him inside so I moved away from his tongue lashing and looked at Ben's smiling face saying, "I know how I won't spill any," as I repositioned myself facing Ben. As he cupped my melons I reached behind and held his erection as I slowly slid my groin back until his hot tip rested against my hot crack. As my ass slid further back, his helmet shaped knob eased between my pussy lips and pressed through my inner lips into my hot hole. Further back I moved as my moist canal enveloped his member until the cheeks of my ass felt his pelvic bones. "Oh...yes....Ben...you fill me completely," and I paused to savor the heat of his cock deep within my velvet cavern.

I leaned forward and kissed Ben and a bit of his cock slid out before I sat back up and rammed it back in. I slowly circled my hips over his shaft feeling him stretch my gash and let my pendulous breasts slowly slide across his face and mouth as his hands held my hips. I bobbed up and down with short movements as I corkscrewed his prick in and out of my cunt and hastened then slowed the pace of my fucking.

Ben answered by sliding his hands under my thighs and began pulling his meat out to the tip before slamming it back in then all the way out forcing me to quickly grab it and hold him until he lowered me onto his hot pole. I didn't need his assistance as I pulled up and down making his erection the center of my being as he kneaded and squeezed my mammaries while he teased the nipples with his mouth. Small shocks of excitement began as my body sought release and every nerve ending was on alert as his fingers, mouth and cock all charged every fiber and I came in a flood of spasms and juices that ignited his body and his engorged prick ejaculated deep inside.

I collapsed on top of Ben as waves of sexual excitement flew throughout my body and I slowly as able to return to a conscious sense of complete fulfillment feeling his warm arms surrounding me as his hands softly smoothed the skin on my back...and I drifted off to sleep totally content.

I awoke exactly as I had fallen asleep. Ben was kissing the fingers on my hand and I was still resting on him...and his flaccid cock was still in me. "Morning," he said. "You awake?"

"Uh huh,"

"Good," I have some unfinished business," and he rolled me onto my back. "I left something behind last night," and he slowly slid his flaccid meat almost out then said, "But it likes where it was," and he wrapped his hand around it and pressed it back in. Then he slowly started to fuck me as his dick started to thicken and lengthen. He continued his slow in and out and my groin was warming to his assault. His love probe grew longer and thicker with each stroke and my hips began responding as Ben's hands ran across my melons. He increased his tempo and I clutched his hips pulling him to me hoping I could drive him even deeper as my tits bounced. I wanted it to last but I didn't want him to slow down. I knew he was taking me over the top and I approached the brink I screamed, "Fuck me, Ben...please fill me up...please," as I embraced him driving my groin into his as my cunt squeezed his cock. "Oh...god...I'm...CUUUMMMIIIINNNNGGGG.......YYYEEESSS...." and my body shook with involuntary tremors of complete release. An instant later, I came again as Ben spewed his hot cum inside my canal...and he shuddered as his balls released their sperm.

After our bodies returned to a more normal state, I asked, "Don't you have a alarm clock?"

"Bear...I never thought of that. You always can find a solution. That's why I love you," and he kissed me. "Shower?"

"Good idea...but separate. Otherwise, I'll be bow-legged and you'll have withered to a twig. I didn't bring any other things, though."

"I've got plenty of clothes..."

"No thanks, Bear. I won't use her clothes. It's not right."

Ben quickly answered, "You shower and whatever and I'll have new things here by then, as he slipped his pants on and headed down the hall.

By the time I was clean and dry, I was back in his bedroom with a towel as a robe. Ben was sitting on bed cutting price tags off a large pile of apparel of every style and color.

"What's this?" I asked.

"I just made a call....don't worry...I memorized your statistics from your photos. They should fit."

"Want to verify the accuracy of those statistics," as I unwrapped the towel holding the ends if my outstretched fingers.

"Bear...you are perfection. No...you're a goddess because nothing on earth can compare," and he came and kissed me as his arms slid around my back pressing her firm tits against his chest. "Now, you do need to get dressed or I will be little more than a twig," and we released each other.

"What would you like me to wear? You bought it so pick something out," and Ben grabbed a incredibly small white bikini made of three patches of cloth and held it up. "Ben, if I put that on...you'll have it off me in under a minute. Something else?" and showed me a beautiful lace pink half bra and matching panties. "That's a start. I'll slip into this while you pick out the rest," and I pulled on the bottoms and slipped into the front closure bra. As I finished and adjusted leaving the upper half of my aureoles peeking above the lace with the curve of my melons bursting above, Ben offered a bright pink scooped jersey top with a matching short pleated skirt. "Perfect," I said, "Now you clean up and I'll make some breakfast," and finished dressing and headed off to find the kitchen.

We spent the day walking the trails around his home and talking about nothing and everything and ended the day watching another spectacular sunset...but not before we took a swim and I wore the bikini. It almost covered my nipples and pussy before it got wet and was virtually transparent and we laughed at the uselessness of it.

Instead of the fumbling disaster of the night before, I excused myself and changed into a wonderful white toga styled nightgown that was a sheet of silk in the front and rear held together with ties at the shoulders and nothing else. I slipped on a white lace thong but nothing else so my nipples were permanently erect as they rubbed against the silk and I walked back to Ben saying, "Your Roman Goddess awaits," and I twirled around so he enjoyed the full effect.

"Incredible..." and we embraced and kissed. "Bear," he whispered, "I love you."

"And I love you, Ben."

"Will you marry me?"

My heart stopped and I couldn't breath. I was trapped!

"Something wrong?" he asked.

I held him tighter as I whispered, "I can't."

"What?" and he pushed me back as he held my waist and peered into my eyes.

"I can't." I whispered again.

"Why not? You're married?"

"No," I said quietly.

"There's no reason...then?"

"No."

"Then tell me why...please...one rule...honesty," and my words now haunted me.

"I'm not what you think," as a tear slipped down my cheek. The role that became my being was ending and there was no applause for my performance.

"Huh...I don't understand."

"I'm not a woman, Bear," and more tears flowed.

"Who you kidding....I've seen you...I've made love to you...I know you!" and he held me as my tears became sobs. I clutched Ben tightly expecting the truth would ruin the rest of my life. I had found true love and would now relinquish it. Everything else would be gone as well. Who wants the substitute when you can have the real thing? How can something man has made compete with nature?

"Ok," he said, "Will you Barrie who is not a woman marry me?"

The tears and sobs poured out once more when I realized I had to tell Ben everything from the very beginning. Finally, I gained enough composure and said, "Ben, my love, I was born B, a, R, R, Y...a boy who dreamed of being a star," and I told him everything...Holly, Tootsie, Dr. Stoeffel.

"I never expected to fall in love and I'll never forgive myself for hurting you so deeply. I'll also understand if you never forgive me. If you'll call a cab, I'll change and go," and I tried to separate but Ben wouldn't let go. "Please, Ben, I'm so sorry...please," and I tried to push harder and he wouldn't release me. Suddenly, I was overwhelmed by my emotions and completely released my tears and sadness as he embraced my trembling body.

a voice whispered in my ear, "Barrie, will you marry me?"

"We can't, Ben. "I'm a manmade freak. I'm still legally a male and so are you."

"That's not quite true, Bear. You're the most beautiful person inside and out I've ever know. If nothing else, we'll go to Vermont where same sex marriage is completely legal."

"I can't have kids!"

"I have all the kids I want. I want you. You have a new career as the star of my life, and my partner for the rest of our lives."

"Oh how I love you, Ben," and I kissed him with all the passion and love I'd ever had for anything or anyone as his tongue darted against my lips and his hands slowly slid between the folds of the nightgown as he cupped each of my breasts before his thumbs touched my erect nipples. Then his hands slid down and I felt him cup my pussy with his warm hand as his other unzipped his fly. I held his head kissing his mouth as his hands slipped under my ass and lifted me onto his hot cockhead. Pushing my legs around his torso, he impaled me on his rigid cock as I clutched him to me and all of the emotions of the past moments flowed out as I orgasmed in his arms.

As he carried me to the bedroom Ben whispered, "I have all the time in the world...for you!"

 

 

 

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