Am I KC or Casey? Ch. 01

"Is anybody sitting here?" a voice questioned me.

I looked up and smiled "Go right ahead," gesturing to the seat next to me.

We were at the Rainbow Lounge. A favorite gay bar of mine located a full days drive from where I live and work. The distance provided a little comfort zone so that I could feel free to enjoy a night of freedom with the relative safety that I would not be recognized.

I am, or better yet, I was, a male to female crossdresser.

Growing up I was the typical heterosexual male enjoying sex and craving sex with women only. Then, after looking at hundreds of videos and thousands of porn images I started to look at the cocks in more detail. This led to wondering what it would be like to touch another cock that is not mine. Or suck a mans cock. I mean, some of the women that sucked my dick and most of the women on the videos seem to enjoy it.. Why wouldn't I?

After chickening out a few times I finally summoned up the courage to enter the back semi private rooms of an adult theater a distance from home. As an early 20s male with hormones raging I stuck my hard cock through the hole in the wall. The blowjob that I received was absolutely amazing! The obvious fact that it was another man added to the excitement . After cumming to one of the best orgasms in my life I noticed that the guy that just blew me stuck his dick threw the hole right after I withdrew. High on adrenaline and seemingly unending horniness I dropped to my knees and engulfed his cock in my mouth. I am not going to lie to you. My first time was probably not that good. But I heard some moaning coming through the walls of the booth. He didn't stay long enough to cum but I was hooked. The masculine odor and the mixture of firmness yet being soft and warm was extremely intoxicating to me. I returned many times to give and receive.

That year for Halloween I dressed up as a female vampire. Complete with bra, panties, long nails, high heel boots a dress and makeup. My costume got alot of laughs from friends. Some of the drunker men made some flirtatious advances towards me although I am sure it was all in fun. For me it was an incredible turn on.

I liked the costume so much and how it made me feel that I started dressing in panties all the time. I even occasionally wore a sports bra under my business suit. At home I would work on my makeup, different hairstyles, and feminine mannerisms until it became a part of who I am.

Eventually, I summoned up the courage to go out in public dressed as a woman, but always a distance from home. At first I would just go for a quick walk under the cover of darkness. This led to finding the Rainbow Lounge. I would arrive at a motel across the street with a loaded suitcase, change into my alter ego Casey and go to the bar for fun.

I found it challenging to meet men at the Rainbow. Most gay men are not interested in a transvestite. But some are. Some I would invite to my room across the street for outrageous sex. It was so thrilling to be dressed up in a wig, makeup, bra, and heels while getting fucked in the ass by a muscled stud.

But as much fun as I was having pretending to be a woman I also enjoyed being a man. I was still attracted to women. I drank beer and I loved combative sports. After much soul searching and research I decided to put myself under the category of gender fluid. Maybe I was transgender. I don't know. I enjoyed having a cock and I enjoyed using it on both men and women. I often fantasized about having real full breasts and a vagina.

But fantasies are just that. Fantasies.

Or are they?

The gurl now occupying the seat next to me was very attractive but still obviously a guy. Several hours and many drinks later the bartender announced last call. Kathie and I had been enjoying lively conversation accented by light flirting.

"I have a room across the street if you would like to continue the party," I offered.

As soon as Kathie and I were in the room with the door securely locked we were all over each other kissing and grabbing at each other in our haste to get undressed.

We were soon locked in a super intense 69 all while still wearing wigs, bras, and heels. He was about 7" and circumcised. The soft wetness of his tongue and lips on my dick was driving me insane. I sought to give him as much pleasure as he was giving me. By this time I had lots of practice giving head and admittedly I was quite good.

Way too soon, I began feel an orgasm coming and told him so. He just grabbed my ass shoving my 5" tool down his throat as I started shooting my load.

Then, as if triggered by my orgasm he shouted out "I'm coming!"

I pulled his cock out of my mouth and stroked his flesh until he blasted jets of hot sperm into my open mouth. I swirled the delicious salty spunk around in mouth before swallowing. Then quickly took him back inside to finish cleaning him off.

I wanted Kathie/Kevin to stay, but he had to get home to his wife. Oh well. He wasn't the first closet tranny and he wouldn't be the last.

"Here's my business card," as he handed it to me. "Maybe we can get together sometime as KC and Kevin, ya know. Not Casey and Kathie."

"Yeah sure," I smiled at him as we kissed. And he was gone.

Meeting up with someone outside of the comfort zone of the bar was something I strictly stayed away from. I couldn't help but think of the irony of my closeted tranny thought and was about to throw the card in the trash. But something inside told me to look at it.

Kevin Smith

Pharmaceuticals

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Interesting

Two weeks later I gave Kevin a call. It went to voicemail. "Hey, I don't know if you remember me..." and I hung up. What the fuck was I doing?! I was happy being in the closet and I was about to potentially screw that up.

30 minutes later my phone rang. I was in the shower and didn't check the caller id before answering. "Hello?" as I wiped my face with a towel.

"Hey dude, it's Kevin. How's it going?"

"Uh...yeah. Just getting out of the shower."

"Dammm! What a tease!" then, after a slight pause, "Hey, lets get together for a beer or two at Hooters on Main this Saturday night."

"Hey...uhhh...I am like uhh... in the closet man," I said in a low voice.

"Sure sure I get it. No worries. I respect. Just a couple of straight guys going to watch a basketball game while staring at some orange tail."

"Ok sure," I relaxed a bit. I didn't have much of any social life outside of the bar and Kevin seemed to be a cool guy, "See you there."

"See you there."

...

Several months later Kevin and I. Or, more accurately, Kathie and I were warned of last call at the Rainbow. We had become good friends in and out of the bar. Kevin and KC out in the general public. Kathie and Casey at the bar and in the motel across the street.

"Hey lets go!," Kathie urged, taking my hand leading me out the door.

After an exceptionally wild night of sex we were laying in bed bathed in sweat and cum catching our breaths coming down from the euphoria. My asshole was still twitching from the brutal pounding that Kathie just gave me.

For some reason I was compelled at that moment to ask, "What do you do in pharmaceuticals?" I had always wondered, but somehow never asked.

Kathie sat up and looked at me intently for a moment.

"Thanks for asking. I was going to bring that up tonight."

Startled by his response I quickly sat up, "What!?!?"

Kevin began slowly. "My company has been searching for a real world test subject. After getting to know you Casey, I think you will be open to what we have to offer."

"What are you talking about?" I was starting to get nervous.

Sensing my fear, Kevin smiled at me. "Dude relax! First and foremost you are my friend. Hear me out."

"Um, ok." I was still tense thinking about the 'test subject' phrase.

"My business partners and I are working on medicine that temporarily changes someones DNA."

"Temporarily?" I asked, curious about what he had to say.

"As a partner I have already gone through the treatment. Our own guinea pig if you will. While I enjoyed the change I approached it from the scientific side not the emotional side. And that, Casey, is where you come in."

"Me? Why me?"

Although Kevin/Kathie and I had only known each other for a few months I could easily tell no matter how we were dressed who was talking, and who was listening. At that moment, Kevin was talking Casey.

"Because we believe that people like you want what we have to offer."

"What the fuck do you mean 'people like me?"

My emotions were twisted between anger at the derogatory statement and off the charts curiosity.

"Questioning gender transformation people. People who feel the need to change, but are not ready, or not sure if that is what they really want. We want to give them a taste of the other side."

Wow! Kevin read me right. I love pretending to be a woman and I enjoyed being a man. But the fear of rejection. Not to mention the expense of the surgery, the hormone treatment, and the dysphoria that comes with transitioning was something that I just wasn't ready for. I had attended a few therapy sessions to talk about it. But I felt that it wasn't going anywhere so I quit going.

"A taste of the other side?"

"Our drug therapy will change you into a cis gender female in every way virtually overnight. But the effects become life threatening after 30 days and can never be repeated."

After a moment, I burst out laughing. "Oh shit Kevin!" slapping him on the back, "That is the funniest thing I have ever heard!!"

Kevin just sat there stone faced.

"Dude! Are you frickin serious?" My laughter subsided a little, but I still had a humorous look on my face.

"Your reaction doesn't surprise me. In fact I would be concerned if you were too open to the idea and didn't question it."

Then, after a pause to let it sink in Kevin continued, " I know that it sounds like some whacky science fiction mumbo jumbo. But yes. I am very serious."

Kevin had a good sense of humor, but he didn't seem to be the practical joker type.

"You said that you tried it yourself?," I asked, trying to go along with this crazy idea.

"Yes. I was 100% female for one month and had a hell of a good time. But I know that transformation is not right for me. As you know, I am happily married to a wonderful woman. She and I had some outrageously sexy good fun during that time and she supports Kathie and her activities. But I am happy being a male."

"Ok. Tell me more."

...

Three months later I woke up in the recovery room.

My company was fully supportive of my taking a full month off for vacation. It had been several years since I had used any. They told me that my position and salary would be there for me when I came back.

2 days prior, Kevin had taken me to a dark dilapidated warehouse. I was apprehensive about the potential of a company that housed their lab in a place that looked like this. Kevin saw my look and told me to relax.

We walked inside and came to a dark door in the corner. Kevin uncovered a hidden keypad, punched in some numbers, and opened the door. Once inside, we walked down a long dimly lit hallway. At a second door he again entered some numbers and did a retinal scan. Inside the second door the surroundings were completely different. We were now in a brightly lit and very busy office.

A gentleman in a lab coat greeted me shaking my hand "Hello, I am Dr Springsteen, Welcome."

"All right Casey," Kevin smiled, "I will see you tomorrow in recovery. You are in good hands." then walked away.

...

"Hey Casey. How are you feeling?" Kevin asked standing by my bedside.

"Water please," I barely managed to get out with a dry hoarse voice.

Kevin handed me a cup of ice chips.

"Thanks."

Dr Springsteen came over and checked out a few things. "Very nice!" obviously pleased with his work.

"Can I see?" I asked, still a bit groggy from the procedure.

Kevin held up a mirror.

"Oh shit! Is that me?" I exclaimed with excitement as I tentatively touched my very pretty face, not quite believing that the procedure actually worked. I was also startled by my higher pitched voice.

Kevin let out a friendly laugh. "Yes Casey. You are now 100% female."

All of a sudden my hands shot to my crotch. I was wearing the panties I had brought with me. They came with me in an overnight bag of women's clothes that I was instructed to bring with me. After all I would be leaving as a woman.

Much to my delight, my penis and testicles were gone. As I reached inside to explore, my delicate fingers brushed my clitoris and I let out a moan.

"Hey! hey! Slow down!" Kevin gently cautioned me.

Reluctantly, I withdrew my fingers and cupped my breasts.

"C cups?" I asked.

"Yes. We still need to do some measurements and some testing, but everything should be as you asked."

I had been given a short list of a few requests of my female body. This included a similar size but more petite body, shoulder length naturally wavy brown hair, c cup breasts and green eyes with long lashes. I picked up the mirror again and smiled the biggest smile I have ever had.

...

Kevin offered me the guest bedroom in his home to finish off my recovery and I was in the shower in the en-suite bathroom when I heard a knock on the door.

"Can I come in?" a voice asked from the other side of the closed door. Kevin's beautiful wife then entered before i could reply.

"I gotta go potty," she announced, dropping her drawers before sitting on the toilet. "Are you getting accustomed to your female body?"

"Yes, so far so good!" I cheerily replied while I was enjoying washing the shampoo out of my long hair. I was wondering why she didn't use one of the other bathrooms when the curtain slid aside and in stepped a naked Miranda.

She quietly spoke with sexy eyes. "Kevin told me that you like girls."

I smiled, admiring her physique. "Yes I do."

She obviously took very good care of herself. Before me stood a toned and trim sexy body.

"You want me to wash your back?" Miranda questioned, gazing at me with inviting brown eyes.

"Yes I do!" I smiled as I turned my back towards her.

She took the scrubby and gently washed me with the pad. "Kathie and I enjoyed many showers during her transition period."

Miranda spoke softly spoke as her hands explored my body. From behind she pressed her breasts against my back scraping me with her hard nipples.

"I miss Kathie," Miranda cooed as she tweaked one of my nipples.

I let out a pleasurable moan.

"I was hoping for that response. Lets get out of her and find a bed!"

We quickly dried each other off with extra fluffy towels.

When we were nearly dry Miranda smacked my ass, "Come get me!" and took off running.

I chased her naked butt through the house until we got to the master bedroom. She threw herself on the bed as I slung the door shut before pouncing on her. We rolled around on the bed kissing each other, breasts smashed together as we made out with animalistic pleasure. After a moment or two, she pushed me on my back spreading my legs.

Kissing her way down she said "Guys are good at eating pussy."

I shuddered as she gave my clit a gentle lick.

"But only a woman really knows how to please another woman."

Lightning bolts flashed and my body went rigid from the tongue action on my pussy.

"OH FUUUUUCK!!" I screamed out.

Miranda let up for a moment and laughed. "Yes baby! Enjoy it!"

An hour later, we laid exhausted in the bed. Hair a disaster, sheets half ripped off and torn, clock kicked off the night stand. Body fluids everywhere. Sheets soaked.

"Damm Casey! Where did you learn to eat pussy like that?!" Miranda deliriously inquired.

"What can I say? I am a fast learner from a very good teacher," I replied as I kissed her.

Miranda kissed me back. "We have a few more weeks with you as a woman. I hope that we can have more fun."

"How about now?" as I lightly pinched a nipple before making my way south.

Miranda squealed with delight. "Oh my god! My husband has created a monster! A...beautiful...fucking...monssssss...trerrrrrrrr!" and shook with pleasure as I attacked her pussy with my tongue again.

Miranda and I had more fun after that night after Kevin got home. He refused to play with me now that I was a woman. Although he furiously masturbated watching us girls go at it.

As much fun as I was having with Miranda I needed to go out and experience the real world.

Besides, I needed some dick.