Part 9: More Than a Woman

 

Two-Point-Five Women

by P.S. d'File

  

There are a few moments in life when time seems to stop. Usually because of something traumatic.

In the last summer holiday of my student years, I had plenty of stressful situations to deal with. My friends Kat and Lisa-Mae had transformed me into a sexy blond babe for the summer, at her daddy's secluded country retreat. My birthday present was freedom from a chastity device I had worn on my penis for several weeks, finally being granted sexual release.

The only condition was that I bring my sex partner to orgasm before the device was removed. This was Kat's idea.

My partner was a busty former girlfriend of hers called Tina, who, it now turned out, was previously a boyfriend of Kat, and was quite happy retaining her status as a pre-operative trans-sexual. I didn't find this out until I was nuzzling her crotch and greeted by her--his--hardening erection.

I must have cried in dismay.

"Sh, sh, sh," Tina whispered, "it's all right, it's all right." She... he... she ran a hand over my hair. I wanted to recoil, but I froze, transfixed, not wanting to stare at her... his... penis, but unable to take my eyes off it.

She... I think she was still a she... helped prop me up and knelt beside me, stroking my hair and neck.

"Look at my face," she said, "you see a girl, don't you?"

I couldn't answer.

"You fancy me as a girl, don't you?"

I nodded and breathed faintly, "Yeah."

She took off her bra.

"I look like a woman, don't I?"

I nodded again.

"You have always thought I was girl, you fancied me, you kissed me; who says there's anything wrong with that?" she whispered, her nipples brushing against mine.

You're a man, and I'm not gay, I wanted to say. But I was too shocked and upset. Oddly enough, I think I was more worried about hurting her feelings. His feelings. It was difficult, with her perfumed cleavage rubbing against mine, not to think of her as a woman. Especially when I couldn't see past it.

"I have to tell you, you look like a mighty fine woman too," she said, reaching down to her crotch, "Look at me."

I looked. She held her... his... member out of the way.

"Tell me what you see," she purred, "Do you see a man?"

"Um, no," I managed quietly.

"You see a woman, don't you?"

"Yeah..."

"So if you go down on me, you're not kissing a man's cock, are you? You're kissing a woman's cock. That wouldn't make you gay, if that's what you're worried about. It's just like going down on Kat's strap-on. You can do that, can't you?"

"She made it sound so easy!"

I blinked in confusion. She made it sound so easy! In my mind-blown state I was unable to counter this argument. She made it easier to think of her as a she.

"I happen to know that you've taken dildos in your mouth and ass from Kat and Lisa-Mae at the same time," she whispered, with a teasing smile on her lips, "why should this be any different? Another girl, like you, in desperate need of an orgasm? You wouldn't deny me would you?" She gave me a girly pout, a coy look of polluted innocence.

My defenses were weakening.

"You help me, and I'll help you," she said.

"Nobody else is going to know," she said, stroking my cheek, "This is just us. Besides, I only agreed to do this for Kat if she went down on you first. That was my condition."

I had a vague recollection of the first modeling job we went on, when I learned that Tina was Kat's ex. What was it, again?

"I used to go out with Tina," Kat had told me, "she's great fun to be with! If anything, she's the one who pretty much convinced me that girlfriends could be much more fun than boyfriends."

So, Kat had gone out with a guy who preferred to be a girl. And she found that she preferred him as a girl too. Looking at Tina in her naked glory, I liked to think of her as a girl too.

"You've gone down on girls before, haven't you?" she asked.

I nodded.

"From what I hear, you're pretty good at it, too. Show me what you can do, baby! Give, and ye shall receive," she said.

She hugged me close and with a flick of her head, shook her hair away from her face.

"I want to feel you against me," she whispered in my ear. She started licking my earlobe.

"I want to taste you," she said, firing my passions again.

"I want to free you, but I can't. You know that, don't you? You have to make me cum first." She kissed my neck, then my jawline and then my lips. We kissed, open-mouthed, tongues clashing.

"Please," she begged, "You've made me so horny!"

She flopped down onto the bedcovers, arms up in a posture of submission.

"Please," she whispered again.

I stared down at her whimpering, busty form for a moment before kissing her on the neck, along her collar and then down to her cleavage. Tina moaned encouragingly.

I made sure to linger over her breasts, flicking her nipples with my tongue and slowly moving downwards. I kissed her belly, taking my time. My heart was pounding. I felt slightly sick with nerves. Tina breathed in desperate expectation.

Don't do this, don't do this, don't do this, I thought.

	"Don't do this, I thought."

I moved down and flicked her penis with my tongue. There, that was the start of it!

Tina made a girly moan of frustration.

I kissed the tip of it once, then tried to do what I thought I should do, with my eyes clamped shut.

I opened my mouth and rested my tongue on my bottom lip and moved my head down. I touched the head of her penis. It was bigger than I expected. I opened my mouth further and eased myself down until I could press my lips around the whole bulbous tip. I moved my tongue slightly, prompting a delicious moan from Tina and sucked in my cheeks. I moved my head down further, filling my mouth with more and more until I must have been half-way down the shaft before pulling back.

I used my tongue again, and repeated the process until I got into a steady rhythm, teasing her with my tongue and keeping my lips pressed tight.

Tina moaned with pleasure.

I summoned more saliva into my mouth and swabbed the head of her penis with my tongue, licking under the sensitive ridge. This sent her into ecstasy.

Then, I think something clicked in my mind. Maybe I snapped. Maybe I gave in to reality, I don't know. I got a sudden urge to swallow and began to bob my head rapidly up and down, slurping and sucking hard on her cock for I don't know how long, until she gasped, twitched, clenched the bed-sheets in her fists and squealed behind her closed mouth.

Her penis pulsed, and I felt a hot, gluey spurt against the back of my throat.

I stopped moving as a few more ejaculations flitted into my mouth.

After a moment, to make sure there weren't going to be any more, I eased my head away from the slowly softening penis under me and swallowed. It was then I breathed, not realizing I had held my breath since the orgasm started.

"I felt a hot, gluey spurt."

"Oh! Oooooooohhhhh!" Tina said at length. Her breasts rose and fall in spectacular rhythm, the erect nipples pointing upwards.

"That was wonderful!" she gushed, "Are you sure it was your first time? I have never... oh...."

I wasn't sure what to do next. She lay there, recovering, and I knelt before her, feeling dirty and soiled. And a little stupid. What the hell had I just done?

"Come here, you," she said, beckoning me to lie on top of her. I felt awkward as I did so, with her penis nestled next to my own trapped member. She kissed me passionately, hugging me tight like... like she was a girl. My mind was torn apart by this. I had just given her fellatio, yet she was giving me every indication of a satisfied woman. I can't say I was as enthusiastic about returning the kisses she gave me.

"That wasn't so bad, was it?" she said, "Let me repay you the favor - it's past midnight!"

She reached down into my underwear and held the chastity tube in her hand.

"Lean back," she whispered.

I knelt back as she produced the key and unfastened my chastity tube.

Sweet freedom!

"Happy birthday," she said as she ran her hands over my body, lowering her face towards the first erection I had achieved in far too long a time.

I closed my eyes and savored the hot moistness of her mouth on my penis. It was the start of the oddest, yet sexiest birthday of my life.

After encouraging me to shed my inhibitions, this led to a couple of hours of oral sex, mutual masturbation and, I suppose, happiness at the realization that I wasn't the only one dancing the line between male and female. In some ways, it felt more complete.

In a quiet moment, when both of us felt sleep catching up with us, Tina spooned me from behind, and I felt her erection pressing between my buttocks.

"Do you want to go all the way?" she whispered.

I swallowed nervously. Damn Kat! And Lisa-Mae! They had taken me step by step to this moment, encouraging me to suck dildos and insert vibrators into my backside, and they made sure I enjoyed it too! I suddenly felt degraded, like it was part of their master plan.

"I don't know," I said.

"Do you want to do me instead?" she whispered, "You can take me any way you like, I don't mind."

Oh, jeez. How could I tell her, as gently as possible, that I was now having a moment of emotional turmoil brought on by the realization that all summer, Kat and Lisa-Mae had been manipulating me, turning me into their dream girlfriend?

I also had the sudden thought that this was probably the kind of thing girls go through when they suddenly fall silent and when a guy asks if they're all right, they simply say "Fine" because telling the truth would take too long.

Good grief, I had been well and truly feminized now!

"Maybe in the morning," I said to her. I turned to face her and smiled.

"We've got to leave some energy for tomorrow, after all."

It seemed like a good reason to stall her.

*

The morning of my birthday was perhaps one of the better wake-ups I've had - certainly, it was the best I was going to get that summer. An intensely erotic dream gave way to the slow realization that the sensations weren't dreamt up, they were real. I swam up into highly aroused consciousness, a gentle, persistent tickle on my breasts and groin. My penis was so hard it almost hurt.

"Morning, lover," Tina whispered softly in my ear.

I opened my eyes. She looked gorgeous, smiling back at me.

"And happy birthday."

"Mm! Thank you!" I replied.

"Now I may not have any candles for you to blow out, but I can go one better," she said and slipped out of sight.

I felt warmth and moistness on the head of my penis. I heard her sucking saliva into her mouth and she pushed her lips down my shaft. It was a line of heat that crept further and further down... oh my God, I thought as I realized she was deep-throating me.

She slowly made her way back up, swabbed my tip with her tongue and began another descent. She continued like that for a couple of minutes, making sure I was good and hard before lightly drawing her teeth over the head of my cock, a sensation that was simply electrifying. I gasped, loudly.

She then kissed my head, ran her tongue down the shaft and kissed my scrotum.

	"Happy Birthday!"

There was a breathtaking pause. She blew gently on my balls, and then started sucking them. That was almost too much to cope with.

"Oh God, that's too much!" I said, "Oh, jeez!"

To my disappointment, she drew back.

"Now then," she said, brushing her hair from her face, "What are we going to do with you today... birthday girl?"

I swallowed, too nervously to think of an adequate response.

"Now, it's just after sunrise and I'm sure that they haven't woken up, yet," she said, "Fancy going skinny-dipping?"

I had to smile, more at the possibilities it promised than the idea of being naked and wet.

I let her lead me quietly through the house to the pool, and we slipped gently into the cool waters.

"Ooh, it's not warm, is it?" she said, rubbing herself. Her nipples had hardened again. So had mine.

"Maybe a few lengths will warm us up," I said.

"And what kind of 'lengths' are you talking about?" she said suggestively.

I was about to protest that my comment was entirely innocent when she tittered at my scandalized expression.

"Oh, come here! You're adorable!"

I swam closer, keeping my head above water.

"I know a few ways we can warm up," she said, and hugged me close. I loved the feel of her breasts against mine. I put up with the touch of her penis against mine.

"You really are a sweet girl, you know that?" she said, "I can see why Kat and Lisa-Mae are crazy about you. And god, do they want you to eat them out again! They said you knew how to use your mouth. After last night, all I can say is, they were right."

I didn't say anything. I was still in denial about the fact that I had fellated a man. The fact that the man looked every inch (with the exception of seven) a ravishing woman probably helped confuse the issue.

She clamped me close with her arms and gave me a forceful, open-mouthed kiss. She kept at it until my body loosened in surrender. I just let her kiss me, tease me and caress me.

I felt her cock swell, stiffening and growing against my testicles. My penis, still hard, pressed against her abdomen. I felt her growth reaching back between my legs.

I moaned softly, not knowing if I wanted her to continue or stop.

She thrust gently, rubbing her penis against me. The motion caused the cool water to swirl between us. It wasn't comfortable.

She paused from her long kiss to catch her breath.

"It's not getting any warmer, is it?" she said. I shook my head.

"Maybe the Jacuzzi would be better."

She clasped my hand in hers, interlocking our fingers, and guided me back to the shallow end. She let me leave to pool first, and I knew she was eyeing me up as I hauled myself up the steps.

She switched on the Jacuzzi and lowered herself in. With the bubbles and churning waters obscuring her below the waist, she looked exactly like a naked woman waiting for me to join her.

We stared at each other for a moment. Tina grinned and laughed to herself before resting her arms up around the edges. Her breasts jutted out a little further.

"You do make a fine woman," she said, once I was sitting opposite.

"So do you," I replied.

"You really do look perfect in every way. You may not think so, but you're really lucky. Not everyone gets to experience this."

"Lucky?"

"Of course! You get to be a fantastically cute young woman, living with two other babes, men ogling you wherever you go, and you able to turn them all down. At the same time, you have the best of both worlds: you have your penis, and you don't have to worry about periods. I've also had my mind opened in all sorts of ways. Before I thought in terms of straight or gay, male or female. Now, I've realized it doesn't matter."

She paused briefly to marshal her thoughts.

"All that we should care about is: have we met someone we like? Do they like us? And if you're thinking about sex, do they look attractive to you? Do you think you could satisfy each other? And if you want something more permanent, have you found a soul mate? Once you get past the limitations that you grew up with - 'I am a boy' or 'I am a girl' - then you could double the number of people who could be right for you, depending on what you're looking for. I mean, isn't that the ultimate way to be?"

"Um... I guess I haven't really looked at it that way."

"Oh? How have you looked at it? Tell me."

This was good: someone I could freely reveal my feelings to. Someone who had Kat's ear who might be able to tell her things I was afraid to.

"Well, when they first mentioned their idea of making me their girlfriend for the summer, I thought it would be, you know, just dressing up and hanging out with them. I never expected... well, these."

I clasped my breasts for emphasis.

"How did you feel?"

"Scared. Trapped. Like it was permanent. It... it took me way out of my comfort zone."

"But you soldiered on. How do you feel now? You've been dressing up, going out, and you're closer to them than anyone else I know."

"I've come to terms with it, I guess. I think the fact that we're going back to university soon helps as well. Light at the end of the tunnel."

"You don't want to keep going with it?"

I immediately shook my head.

"No way! It's one thing to be like this over the summer, when I know it's going to be over soon, but the thought of doing this in regular, day-to-day life... scares the crap out of me. Too much chance of things going wrong."

"It doesn't excite you? You wouldn't want to take advantage of all the opportunities it gives you? I have to say, I'm doing this with no regrets at all. You don't have to see it as a burden - if anything, this could be the greatest thing that ever happened to you!"

Words stalled in my mouth.

"I'm earning money modeling, and doing very well out of it. It's hard work keeping in shape, but I find enough to make it pay well and it's great fun. As I said, I have a choice of going out with whoever I want to. Maybe some day, I'll want to change back. But it won't be any time soon!"

She gave me a winning smile.

"But I'm not like you, Tina," I said, "I can't live my life - even for just the next few years - like this. It's been a fun summer, I suppose, and I've been given some whole new experiences I wouldn't otherwise have had, but I'm just looking forward to going back to the way I was."

"Shame," she said, "you're a really cute girl. You act like it, too."

"But it's just an act."

Her smile grew devious.

"In that case, why have you made your voice lighter? You sound feminine. Even without your collar on. You don't..." - for freakish effect, she reverted to a recognizably male voice - "...talk like a man!"

That stumped me. I didn't even realize I sounded like a girl.

"Face it, babe, you're one of the girls!"

I scrambled for arguments against this.

"But I don't fancy men!" I blurted.

"Neither does Kat," Tina shrugged, "Most of the time I don't, either. Sure, I might get a guy and show him a good time once every so often, but I need to know if they're open-minded enough for me."

It was some time later when I wished I could have pointed out that this was the flaw in her argument about 'the ultimate way to be'.

"Not everyone was willing to have their mind opened."

The rest of the day was spent in our swimsuits, alternating between the pool, the Jacuzzi and in the sun upstairs. Kat and Lisa-Mae provided food and drink (it made a change, having them fetch and carry instead of me) and we went on swimming, having oral sex every couple of hours or so and eating food off each other's bodies. In the evening, we all got drunk, too.

On the roof, we lay on loungers watching the setting sun. Kat and Lisa-Mae separately gave me long, languorous kisses, full-tongued and with lingering taste and feelings. I don't think I could have been happier, all things considered.

"So," said Lisa-Mae with impish unsubtlety, "Has Tina popped your cherry and made you feel like a real woman yet?"

That stopped the conversation in its tracks.

"Uh... no," I ventured.

"What? Oh, come on! What's stopping you?"

"Why don't you do her instead, petal?" asked Kat.

Tina batted her eyelashes at me.

"I'm not... I just don't think I'm ready for this," I replied.

"Awwwwwwwwww!" they all chorused.

"Never mind," Tina said, "you give the best blowjobs I've ever had."

"I second that!" said Kat.

"Me too!" Lisa-Mae added. I had to smile.

"I want to see the expert at work," said Kat.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"I want to see you giving Tina a blowjob."

I hated being put on the spot. It's all Kat ever seemed to do.

"You've done us in front of each other," said Lisa-Mae.

"You can show them how it's done properly," said Tina.

"Come on, sweetie," Kat coaxed.

With a sigh - I was drunk and I knew I wouldn't get any peace otherwise - I got up and strutted over to Tina's lounger. In her bikini, with her hair in bunches, she looked ravishing.

I straddled her waist - with her penis tucked away, it felt quite safe - which got Lisa-Mae and Kat's attention.

"Listen," I said, trying to sound aggressive and dominant, "If I'm going to suck you off, in front of these two, you have to do the same for me. Agreed?"

"Sure," she shrugged nonchalantly.

I moved back and tugged off her briefs and got to work, applying my mouth to her crotch straight away without any preliminaries. For the past day I had become very well acquainted with the close-up view of her hot, throbbing member before kissing, licking and sucking its bulbous head.

I just went through the motions. I didn't feel any passion or excitement this time. It was just a chore, even when I felt her hand guiding my head up and down to gentle encouragements when she said my name.

"I want to stand up," she said.

I didn't much care. We changed positions so that I knelt in front of her, and she continued the tempo. Kat grabbed my arms and held them behind my back. Tina was now holding on and fucking my face. When she started bucking her hips, I quickened the pace.

"Here it comes," said Lisa-Mae.

Tina pulled back suddenly. I opened my eyes, wondering if I'd done something wrong.

Then the cum spattered over me. It hit my cheek first. Another spurt splashed against my bust.

"Lick my cock," he said, calling my name using his masculine voice, "Clean it up!"

I was shocked and disgusted, but before I could object, it was back in my mouth for me to suck and swallow.

"Oh, that was perfect!" said Kat.

I sagged, feeling used and spoiled.

"Your turn," Tina said, with her soft, feminine voice.

Kat helped me peel the spattered swimsuit off and I lay back against the lounger.

Lisa-Mae appeared from the stairs (I didn't even notice she'd left the roof) with some cuffs and some rope.

"What's that for?" I asked.

"You, petal," Kat said, straddling me. Tina held my arms as Lisa-Mae bound my feet to either side of the lounger before tying my arms above my head. The three girls all giggled as I struggled and then gave up.

"Got you where we want you, sweetie!" Kat winked.

Tina prowled on top of me.

"I could have you right now," she said, "I could fuck your brains out and watch your face when I make you cum."

Kat and Lisa-Mae enjoyed my discomfort.

"But I won't," Tina said, before licking her cum off my face, neck and breasts, then kissing me lower and lower.

"Your toes are curling up," Kat said.

"No need to be nervous," Tina told me before going down on me. She was fantastic. She was expert. She must have done it to me a dozen times, and each one was magical. I closed my eyes and let it happen. She made sure to build me up and ease off over and over until when I came, my balls seemed to ache with the sudden emptiness.

I lay panting and moaning for a moment, recovering.

"I really hope you enjoyed that," Tina said.

"Oh, that was the best ever!" I groaned.

"Good," said Kat, before she and Lisa-Mae tipped two buckets of cold water over me. I was shocked. I was surprised. I was immediately limp, cold and shriveled.

"It's your last one for a very long time," said Kat, producing the chastity tube and cuff.

And so, at sunset, protesting and weeping until Lisa-Mae decided to strap a ball-gag around my head, I was made chaste once more. Tina bid me goodbye with one last kiss and the girls went downstairs.

I shivered in the cold, watching the first stars appear as Tina's car engine started and then crawled away up the long drive.

It would be bending the truth somewhat if I said I never saw Tina again, but that was the last time I saw that girl.

*

"A better test of your femininity."

"Think of this as a better test of your femininity," Kat told me.

It was a week later, and we were going to a gym - a public gym.

"If you can wear spandex shorts and a tight top, surrounded by men and women..."

"Especially the women in the changing rooms," Lisa-Mae chimed in.

"...then we'll know you're as convincing a girl as we can possibly make you."

I had hoped that with the end of the summer holidays approaching, the girls would ease up a little. No such luck. It was still the constant routine of maid's duties, jobs that involved showing off our bodies or flirting with photographers, and a redoubling of their attempts at making me think and feel like a girl.

Men were easy enough to fool. All it took was a winning smile, shaved legs, a thrusting cleavage and no sign of masculinity between my legs.

Women, however, would (I reckoned) be more likely to pick up on anything that was out of place.

I tried to look on this as being just like any of the jobs I had been taken to. It was all just a show...

Even so, in the changing rooms, with my heart beating fast, looking around nervously and hoping that nobody would stare at my thong too closely, I did my best to hide in the corner as we got changed.

It seemed no other girl or woman suspected; I kept my collar on (despite what Tina had told me about my voice sounding light anyway) and hoped for the best.

In the gym, a vast warehouse full of exercise machines and people working out under fluorescent lights (my idea of hell, truth be known), keeping rhythm with the soulless thumping electronic techno-trance music (or whatever it was) - nobody even so much as glanced at me. There were far more attractive women than me working out, and I saw some men sneaking ogling glances at them. Everyone had their own little world, centered on the read-outs in front of them.

"Stick together," Kat said over the din.

We started at the treadmills and made a slow circuit around the different rows and clusters of sleek metal and plastic machinery.

Conversation between the three of us was fitful, usually snatched in the breaks between tracks, or between breaths when we ended a session on one machine and proceeded to the next. It helped me relax a little more. The exercise already distracted me from my fear of getting caught.

Talking about Tina and the birthday that was now rapidly receding in my memory, Kat asked how I felt after going down on her.

I explained that I saw Tina as a woman, and that it was no different to sucking Kat's strap-on.

Maybe it wasn't what she wanted to hear. Kat certainly looked a little disappointed. Was she still wondering whether I should have been forced to go all the way or let me revert back to masculinity?

"We're going to get you two together some day," said Kat, "Just wait and see."

	"Just wait and see."

In one quiet corner by one of the weights machines, I decided it was high time to broach a topic that had been troubling me for some time.

"It's getting close to the end of the holidays," I said, "We'll be going back to university soon... Are you going to change me back?"

"Do you want to?" Kat asked, sitting on a bench and raising a padded bar with her feet.

"You don't think I'm staying like this all year, do you?!"

"Don't you like it?" asked Lisa-Mae.

"It's had its fun moments, but I can't go back to classes like this! What would people say? What would my other friends say?"

"Who knows? Who cares? If anyone recognized you, which I doubt, they'd probably shrug their shoulders and think, okay, so you're a girl. Universities are pretty liberal and open-minded places. It's not like you'd have to worry about anything."

"What about finding an apartment to share? Day to day life? I'm not a woman!"

"You can stay with us, petal," Kat said, "No problems there!"

"What if I want to go out and, you know, pick someone up?"

"Ohhhhhhhhh, a boyfriend!" Lisa-Mae shouted at a volume that was hard to ignore. Some of the men and women working out nearby looked up to see me blushing.

"No, a girlfriend!"

"You're determined to be a lesbian, then?" Kat said, "Just like us..."

"Look, I just don't think this could work," I said, "I may be able to do it for a couple of months with you two over the summer, but there's no way I can pull it off for a whole year in front of everyone!"

"You've done pretty well so far," Lisa-Mae said.

"An oncoming train."

"Luckily, your name sounds gender-neutral," Kat said, "so it's not like you'd need to change your student card. I can't think of a single reason why we'd have to turn you back into a man. Can you, Lisa-Mae?"

"Not me," she said, shaking her head.

"How about, because I'm a man?" I whispered, fiercely.

"Oh really? Try asking that woman looking at you over there," Kat said, nodding in one direction.

I looked up and saw a similarly attractive blond girl looking back at me in the distance. I walked towards her, and she towards me, both with intrigued looks on our faces... until I realized the little cutie was me, reflected in a mirror.

Shit.

Behind me, I heard Lisa-Mae and Kat guffawing.

"Tell you what, we'll take you shopping," Kat said, "I'm buying new clothes for you. You can't wear fetish gear all the time!"

"Hm, pity," Lisa-Mae said, with a fond look in her eyes.

I thought the end of the holidays was a light at the end of the tunnel. Now it seemed like an oncoming train.

  

  

  

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