Am I Who I Think I Am? Ch. 02

Gary is less quick this time since we did it once already today, and I'm able to fuck myself silly. I'm screaming inside with ecstasy! I feel Gary getting harder and thrusting into my pussy in rhythm with my strokes. My entire body is alive with tickling inside and out! My toes are clenched tightly, as my pussy squeezes him in rythm to his thrusting. His up sloped tool is just perfect for rubbing my prostate in just the perfect motion. "Oh, please, please...Yes!" I thinking to myself as my orgasm builds. Suddenly, I begin to come all over Gary as he lets loose another torrent of sperm into my pussy! I lay myself gently back down into Gary's waiting arms, and kiss his wonderful sweet, gorgeous, loveable lips. As he softens, he gently slides out of his sweetie, his duty done. For the first time in my life, I came all by myself!

Quickly, I retreat into the bathroom and find another Tampax under the sink and put it in to preserve his juices inside me. Nothing of Gary must go to waste! I put some panties on and slithered back into the arms of my lover.

And then we slept.

Chapter 3

While Gary was still sleeping I rummaged around and found the Macy's girl's card with her phone number. My fingers were trembling as I was dialing.

"Hello" a voice answered.

"Hi, is this Ann?"

"Yes, who's this?"

"It's Chris. You did my make up this morning and said you could offer me some help."

"Oh, yes I remember. I called my sister and she said she can get what you need if you decide to go for it."

"I'd like to try it. How do I get it from you?"

"Come back to Macy's with $100.00 and I'll have it ready for you this afternoon."

"Chris honey, will you take me back to Macy's so I can get something?"

"Sure baby. Is it what I think it is?"

"Yep. And I need a hundred dollars." I replied.

"If you say so sweetie..."

So off we went to Macy's. I asked Gary to wait in the car, while I ran in and found Ann.

"Here's the deal: take one half of a pill once in the morning and once before bed. Your facial hair will grow less, and as a side benefit, your boobs may grow a little, and it will work wonders for your skin. If something isn't right stop taking it right away!"

"Ok." I replied quickly.

As soon as I could find a drinking fountain I took my first pill.

As the days wore on and my relationship with Gary became more and more intense, at the same time it became more routine. I began to notice some subtle changes. My facial hair did gradually get finer and more downey, and I started gaining weight, especially in the hips. Gary still had no problems getting me hard, and I found myself more drawn to him than ever before. But I had to start watching what I eat to keep from getting fat!

I found my self less inspired to touch Gary intimately, yet I craved his touch even more than before. I think he sensed this, as he seemed to always be ready with a caress. When he'd playfully slip his hands in my panties to massage my butt, I'd melt in his arms and tingle all over! Whatever this stuff was doing, I loved it!

Gary loved to suckle at by boobies, and I began to notice the feeling was getting more and more intense, and getting me more and more aroused.

Finally, after about four months I could completely fill out a B cup bra with all me! My nipples were always tender from Gary's constant attention, and my boypussy was more easily offered to him when he was near. I noticed that even though I wanted to have sex, my "horniness" had changed to a smooth, sensual awakening that overtook my body when Gary was aroused and sought attention. He would always lean over and kiss me on the earlobe, working his way to my neck and beyond. Never rushing, always sensual and aware of my need to warm up more slowly now. I was more nervous with his penetration, as gentle as he was, and required more foreplay to get into the "zone" than before. It seems like the order of importance of some things has changed and I am having trouble deciphering it all, but it all seems quite normal to me somehow.

Gary solved this "foreplay problem" by lovingly massaging my body with lotion. Now that I was looking more womanly, I didn't feel the need to wear as much lingerie to bed, especially since my body was developing quite nicely. My buttocks were getting really fleshy. Fleshy, but not really fat, as it dawned on me that they were more like a girl's. It seemed that Gary's touch was more necessary than before to get me turned on, whereas before I was more eager for sex than I was for intimate contact. I found that I have less desire to simply let a climax flow, but instead I feel more urgency in knowing that Gary had come and was satisfied with me. I still longed to be desired and mounted, and sexually overpowered, but in a more sensual way. Things were definitely changing, and they weren't all bad!

My muscle tone, what there was of it, was much less and was making me more limber and able to shape myself more easily into Gary's positions for kisses on the couch, and gropes in the car! We seemed to fit together better, I guess because I was "softer". I was a lot more ticklish than before, and my skin would tingle much more than before when I was turned on or we had sex. My orgasms were preceded by an over all ticklish feeling in my pelvis area expanding over my body all the way to my forehead. It was like a long, intense tingling combined with my old orgasm that didn't quite go all the way - and it felt great! When I did finally come, it was long and slow just like Gary had trained me by sucking just the tip of my weenie. I still came in a stream of cum, with a little spurt at the end for good measure. It was definitely different that it used to be before I started on the pills.

I seemed to have as much passion as before, but it was quieter and less forceful, but much more intense and hugely gratifying at the same time. I found myself quieting myself during my orgasms as if to keep our "secret" from prying ears where there were none. Whereas before I didn't care, I just felt alone with just myself and Gary. Now it seems there is another element beyond the two of us. Somehow, I didn't want "other people" to know. Very strange, indeed.

When I'd be alone, (which wasn't very often) I'd take off my clothes and look in the mirror. (I couldn't get nude around Gary without it leading to sex, which was fine most of the time. What a lucky girl I've become!) My hips have widened, and I can actually say I have boobs! They aren't quite big enough to hold a pencil, but they are definitely boobs. I was lucky I had "girly" nipples before, and now they have filled out and are larger than before with two inch areolas, as a bonus. My breasts have developed nice "Playboy" model nipples! (I checked! I'm proud!) . My fuller chest and wider hips gave me more of an hour glass figure like a real girl. I was thinking about how nice an ass I had, and how much Gary liked it. I was a little self conscious about these changes, but if Gary liked them then that's all that mattered to me.

We started having sex differently, experimenting with different positions. He would get on top of me missionary style, and I'd push my little balls up into my stomach pouch and he would do me as if I was a woman. I loved the feel of him coming and it running down over my pussy!

I'm sure we invented positions that had never been discovered before!

Until one morning...

Chapter 4

I woke up about 4 am with a cramp in my right leg. I thought maybe it was from all of the physical activity caused by the overactive sexual appetite of Gary's. (I'm not complaining, mind you.) I got up to get some Tylenol and it started to hurt like hell! Gary heard me groan, as I limped to the bathroom.

"Honey, are you all right?"

"I think I have a cramp." I said bluntly as I sat heavily on the toilet seat.

He got up and turned on the bright light in the bathroom and my leg was warm and red and was swollen. I had tears in my eyes.

"God Damn it! It's those fucking pills, isn't it!" Gary yelled!

I immediately broke down into tears and started crying. Gary had never yelled at me before! It sounded so hateful! I was sobbing, sniffling, and in pain. And I was scared to death. I felt that my world had shattered! Could Gary turn off his love so quickly? I cried and sobbed like a teenager! I was sad, hurt, and scared at the same time. I was sure we were done and my life was ruined!

"Gary honey, don't be mad! I'm Ok!" I pleaded.

"I don't think you are Ok! In fact, you are going to the hospital!"

"No Gary! I can't! They'll know!" I pleaded through my tears.

"They are supposed to know! That's their job!"

"No, I mean about the pills! No way!" I whined through my sobs.

"Come here sweetie." Gary says has he kneels down in front of me.

I look up at Gary, and his eyes are moist. As he grabs some tissues, he gently dabs my eyes and lifts my chin up so he can look at me, he says "Honey, I can't live without you. I have waited my whole life to find a girl like you. I have never been able to love anyone, ever, until I met you. You are the most important thing in my world, and I am not going to allow you to hurt yourself with these pills. I love you the way you are. Now get dressed."

Oddly, the hospital visit went off without a hitch. A female doctor met with me and explained that I had gotten a blood clot in my leg due to using hormones without professional guidance. She gave me a thorough examination, including feeling my boobies for lumps and general development. She examined my boy clittie and examined my little testicles. She probed inside my boy pussy to check for something. She told me that if I'd like to continue my development, she would be happy to refer me to a specialist. She said my transition was doing pretty good, it's just that it's a dangerous crap-shoot without professional guidance. The blood test showed that my testosterone was was low and probably always has been due to genetics, and my estrogen level was very high. She was very nice, not judgmental. And she could have kicked my ass!

"What to do, what to do..." I'm thinking.

She tells me my "partner" is here, and if I would like him to come in now.

I say "Yes" and I start crying again! Gary comes in and gives his "partner" a hug and kisses away my tears, as only a "partner" can do.

"Partner my ass!" I'm thinking.

"We're much more than that, you homophobic bitch!" I quietly screamed to myself!

As my tears continue to run...

The doctor's eyes soften, "Ok, you two" she says, kindly.

"No anal sex for three days until the anti-clotting agent is out of her system." (Wow! She said her!) I managed a weak smile and started blushing.

"The dosage you were taking was probably at least 50% too high than I would have prescribed. There are safer ways to accomplish your goals, starting with a doctor that specializes in gender transformation. Would you like me to refer you to a specialist?"

"No, not right now." I replied. "Gary and I will talk it over later."

"Also, there may be some side effects to discontinuing the estrogen therapy that may be a bother. If something is uncomfortable or too much to bear, give me a call right away. Things should be back to normal levels within a week or so."

"Ok, there will be some forms to sign and you will be on your way. Remember what I said about the sex. It's important."

As Gary was pushing me in the wheelchair, I was thinking about what she said about anal sex. I didn't think of it as an anus or a butt-hole anymore. It is much more than that! Maybe a multi function orifice? Naa. A man-gina or boy-gina seems more appropriate. Whatever it was, it was a source of intense pleasure for Gary and I. Get me out of here before I go completely crazy!

Finally! Home at last.

I went to bed and rested for most of the afternoon. In the morning, the absence of my pill didn't seem to have any effects. The next day though I started getting bitchy as hell! I was tense and irritable. I could see myself getting fat! I kept blushing for no reason. My nipples were sensitive as hell, more than they have ever been before and my breasts were getting swollen and tender! When I let him touch me, Gary was even bringing me to orgasm by sucking on my nipples and barely touching my boy clittie! This was too good and at the same time too much to handle all at once!

Around the fourth day, we were lying in bed making out. I was getting impatient for a good and through screwing since the three days were up!

"Can't you find a calendar, Gary dear! Dumbass!" I'm thinking.

Gary was sucking on my boobies and suddenly "Uhh, something is going on here sweetie."

"What, honey? You're doing fine."

"I taste something sweet coming from your titties!" he exclaims.

"Oh my God, let me see!" I sit up and as I squeeze my tittie a semi clear whitish liquid starts to ooze out.

"I think I better call the doctor!" I say with alarm.

"No baby, you are producing milk! I want some! You are wonderful!"

Gary began suckling on my breasts like a little baby. I sat up and changed posititons and put Gary's head in my lap on a pillow so he could reach my nipples, and just laid back and enjoyed the wonderful sensations! When my right breast was empty, he moved to the left one and continued suckling, sending me into ecstasy. It wasn't long before Gary was kneeling between my legs coaxing them up and entering my boygina for a most wonderful mercy fuck! I was so in need of him I had an orgasm like I'd never had before. I could have sworn my heart stopped!

After about three days of this I began to notice I'd outgrown my "B" cup and could easily fill a "C"! My orgasms continued to be slow and drawn out like before, and my body vibrated with the tickles of a thousand kisses. Gary would nurse for hours, driving me insane, and then finally fucking me like there was no tomorrow! The more he nursed the more milk I produced, and the more intense our bond of love became.

Without Gary knowing I decided to start the pills again, only this time using one fourth of a pill, hoping to continue this experience. I'm happy where I am right now! I can still get hard, I can breast feed Gary, and he fucks me silly until I orgasm on my own. Can it get any better than this?

Well, it's time for me to go now. Gary is waiting to take me to a movie called "As Good as It Gets". (I hope it's a drive in!)

I'll keep you posted!