Family Curse

"That was nice, but now it's time for me to return the favor, and more."

With that, she pushed me onto my back on her bed and assaulted my mammaries. She kissed and licked all around the one before doing the same to the other. She had yet to even get to the nipples which were hard and just begging for her attention. I was panting and wanting desperately for her to do more. Soon she took one nipple in her lips, first just sucking on it, then biting it lightly.

As much as I wanted to shriek at it all, I knew Jake was in the other room and didn't want him to hear. I squirmed as she made love to my breasts, and felt there could not possibly be greater pleasure in life. Before I even realized it, Rachel had unzipped the jeans I had on. She lifted on my hips and I raised them from the bed, and she pulled jeans and panties down in one smooth motion.

She spread my legs as soon as she had my clothes completely off, then slowly kissed her way from my boobs down to the forest between my legs. I had no idea what to expect, when she licked straight up the center of my pussy. It was all I could do to keep from screaming from the pleasure of it all. She licked and licked, getting ever deeper into my sweetness with each pass.

She found what I learned was my clit and began to lick and suck that as she slid a finger deep in my snatch. She finger fucked me while licking my button and my quim and I was almost incoherent with ecstasy. I had paid as little attention as possible to my female parts as I worked my way through this day, and now they were taking a starring role with Rachel.

I could feel my cunt tighten on her finger as waves of my climax rippled through my body. As I came down from the heights, Rachel was beside me, kissing me as she had at the start of all this. Her lips had an odd taste, which I realized was my flavor. I reached down between her legs and her yoga pants were soaked with her juices.

"Can I do the same thing to you that you just did to me?"

"I was hoping you would."

"I can't promise I'll be as good."

"Whatever you do, I think I'll like."

With that, she rolled on her back and lifted her hips. I pulled off her yoga pants and panties to see a pussy that was shaved except for a little landing strip above it. As I pulled everything off her, she spread her legs wide. I moved down near the center of her being and got a whiff or her aroma. I was captivated and her scent made me want to possess her as completely as I could.

I knew she licked up the center of my twat, so I did the same to her and got my first taste of the intimate Rachel. The taste was somewhat similar to my own, though distinct in itself. I began to lick again and again to get as much of that as I could. Her labia began to spread and I got my tongue between them. I only wished my tongue were longer so I could have gotten it even deeper into her.

As I licked, a bump appeared at the top, and I remembered that she had licked a spot at the top of my cunt that had given me great pleasure. I kissed it and took it between my lips in addition to licking it like I'd never have the chance again. She seemed to respond to that, and I could hear her soft moans. Much like she'd done with me, I put a finger in her and she started to move her hips, almost fucking my finger.

I took that as a sign to move my finger in and out of her and I heard some very satisfied moans from Rachel. I felt her lift her feet and was worried I'd done something wrong, until I felt them close on my shoulders and pull me tighter to her. I felt the walls of her vagina tighten on my finger as her stomach muscles rippled below me and she almost seemed to whine as she had her orgasm.

I kept licking her until I felt her legs release me and she reached down to pull me back up her body. We spent a long time just kissing and touching each other with our legs and arms intertwined. I could hardly tell where I ended and she began and I felt that was truly how it should be, and how I wanted it to be. Finally, she paused, rolled onto her back and pulled my head to her shoulder.

As a boy, I was still a virgin, and even as a girl, I'd never been with a boy, and frankly never wanted to be. What I'd felt and experienced with Rachel was more than I could ever have expected or wanted. I think we may even have drifted off to sleep holding each other. I came to consciousness to hear my phone chiming in the pocket of my jeans. I reached over to answer it, to find it was my mother.

"Gene -- I mean Gina -- where are you?"

"I'm spending time with Rachel, Jake's sister, over at their house."

"And here I thought you'd never leave the house."

"Rachel and I were hanging out and trying on some clothes."

"Dinner is going to be ready soon."

"Okay, I'll head on home. See you soon, mom."

"Rachel heard the conversation and found it interesting. "You call her 'mom'?"

"She's Gene's mother and my aunt, but she asked me to call her 'mom' while I'm staying with her."

"Curious that your aunt would want you to call her 'mom', and you'd fall into that so easily."

"She's kind of a substitute mother for me for the next month."

"Go ahead and borrow those jeans and panties. They make you look a lot cuter and it gives you a reason to come back."

"I have lots of reasons to come back -- not just the clothes, but what we do without them."

"That was good, but I'll bet with practice it can be better."

"It's hard to believe anything could be better than that."

"So does that mean I'll be your summer fling?"

"Ii wish it could be more than just a summer fling."

"I guess we'll need to see, though mostly I think that depends on you."

I put Rachel's low rise panties and jeans back on, along with my bra and top. Rachel dressed also, though since her yoga pants were sodden, she had to wear something different.

"You know that's all your fault."

"How can I possibly make it up to you?"

"Maybe by doing it again."

"It's a little late today, but how about tomorrow?"

"It's a date."

"I've never really had a date before."

"Then maybe we should have some clean fun before we have our dirty fun."

"There's nothing I'd like better."

"We'll just have to tell my brother to buzz off."

It wasn't that far, but Rachel gave me a ride home. My mother knew Jake pretty well, but had never met Rachel. Mom gave us both some funny looks and when Rachel left she gave me a long passionate kiss, which I greedily returned.

"That looked like more than just two girls hanging out together."

"There's nothing wrong with that, is there?"

"Not if you want to be my daughter."

"I didn't think -- I -- uh -- am not sure I want to do that."

"But maybe you aren't quite as sure as when you woke up this morning."

"It's just for a month."

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Mom took me shopping that evening so I'd have a few more female clothes for my month as a girl. It was going to only be a month, right? I didn't want any skirts or dresses, but went for low rise jeans like Rachel had loaned me, instead of the mom jeans I'd gotten from my mother. Since my jeans were low rise, I had to get scantier panties to go with them.

Since my jeans and panties were sexier, mom had me get some sexier bras. I guess that would have bothered me, except for thinking about having Rachel take the bras off me. That gave me some thrills and I could feel a little wetness between my legs at the thought. Instead of my regular tees, I got a couple of vee neck tees -- not that I wanted to show my boobs to anyone but Rachel.

It was strange, since ordinarily I'd have been humiliated to be buying or wearing girly things, even if they were still pretty butch. Now it felt right and I wanted to wear those things for Rachel. I still mostly wore old tennis shoes, but got some short socks to wear with them instead of my regular socks. That morning, I had wanted to look as much like a boy for my girl month as possible, but now I wanted to dress to please Rachel. I think my mother understood that, which was embarrassing in itself.

"I always wanted to be able to go shopping with a daughter, but you were my only child. Now I get that though."

"It's only for a month though."

"Your little girlfriend will be so disappointed at that."

"I told her I was only visiting for a month."

"You could invite her over for a sleepover at our place."

The idea of being able to spend the whole night with Rachel really made my pussy tingle. My mind went back to that afternoon, and I began to relive part of that standing right there in the store. I had to shake my head to clear it, otherwise I don't know where my mind would have gone.

"Are you sure about that?"

"I know what you'll be doing, I just expect you to keep it quiet."

"You think we..."

"I could smell it on you both when you came home. And the goodbye kiss would have told me anyhow."

"I don't... it's just..."

"It's okay. As a guy, you've been so shy that it's nice seeing you do anything, even as a woman, with another woman."

"I'm worried. How do I know I'll end up as a guy after switching?"

"We aren't really sure. The only thing we know is that everyone is happy with what they end up as."

"So if I'm happy as a guy, that's how I should end up?"

"If you're happier as a boy than as a girl, that would make sense."

"I've always been a boy. Why wouldn't I be happier as a boy?"

"You have a month to try out being a girl to see if you like that."

"So I have to spend the whole month as a girl?"

"I think you enjoyed today, so it might not be too bad."

"It's kind of scary though."

"So are you going to invite Rachel to spend the night?"

"She'd probably say 'no'."

"After the kiss she gave you, I doubt that."

"I don't know. I don't feel right."

"Tell her I invited her. That way if she says 'no', it's me she's rejecting, not you."

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I called Rachel to tell her that my mother invited her to spend the night at our place.

"How do you feel about that?"

"I'd love it."

"But she invited me instead of you doing it?"

"I love being with you. I just wasn't sure how that would go over."

"Does she understand we may do more than sleep?"

"She'd expect us to be quiet -- kind of like we did around Jake."

"He still knew and gave me some shit about it."

"I'm sorry."

"You're worth taking a little shit. I hope you think I am too."

"For sure, and even more than a little."

"I'm sure he'll give you some grief too."

"Just because he's my best... girlfriend's brother... doesn't mean I'm going to let his opinion affect how I feel about you."

"Your best girlfriend? How many do you have?"

"Just you. I'm not sure what I was trying to say."

"I'm just sorry that you're only here for a month."

"I don't have much control over that, but I might be back a month later."

"Did you have any plans for tomorrow?"

"No, but I'd love to spend it with you."

"Lunch and a movie?"

"Great."

"Are you going to wear the jeans I loaned you?"

"My mo... my aunt bought me a few things including some cuter jeans."

"Your aunt -- why would your aunt need to buy you clothes?"

"My -- uh -- suitcase got lost on the flight. A thousand miles is a long way to be without panties."

"A thousand miles. Where did you say you were from?"

"I -- uh -- am from -- uh -- Atlanta."

"I didn't think Atlanta was a thousand miles away."

"Sorry, just my bad attempt at a joke."

"I'll pick you up tomorrow morning around ten."

"That's wonderful."

"You know, before this is over, I'll know all your secrets. You can't hide anything from me."

"I'm not... trying to hide... things."

"Everybody's got something to hide."

I was terrified by the idea that Rachel might figure out I was Gene, who based on some weird genetic quirk was Gina for a month. Of course that assumed I'd change back to Gene at the end of the month. I still wasn't sure how or why I might be one or the other and my mother had been pretty vague about it. I was also torn between wanting to go back to being Gene, and enjoying being Gina with Rachel.

I knew I liked girls and didn't want to be with any guy, but I had that with Rachel. And when I changed back to Gene, I'd go back to being a shy virginal boy who was afraid to ask a girl for a date. But what iff I stayed Gina and then Rachel got tired of me? I'd have the body I don't want, and still be alone and lonely. It would be like the worst of both worlds.

I was beginning to wonder who I was and what I really wanted. Rachel had made it clear she really only wanted to be with other women. So if I changed back to Gene, I had zero chance with her. But what if she realized I had been Gene, would she dump me, even though I was Gina now? How long could I continue to hide the fact that I was also Gene?

My mother had not told me anything about her experience when she was my age. Had she gone through this? Was she a boy or a girl before this happened? How would I feel if I found out my mom had been a boy and turned into a girl before she got pregnant with me? Was our family weirdness why my father left before I ever got to know him?

"Why didn't you warn me about this before it happened to me?"

"I wasn't certain it would happen."

"But you had clothes to fit me."

"I had to be prepared just in case."

"Did you go through this?"

"I did."

"What about your sister?"

"She did, as well."

"Did you grow up as girls?"

"I did."

"But your sister didn't?"

"She used to be my little brother."

"Why did you stay a girl, but she didn't stay a boy?"

"We aren't sure."

I couldn't really get anything more from my mother. It was getting to be late and I went to bed. I just wore panties and a long tee to bed, though it was hard to get comfortable. When I laid on my side, I felt my breasts, and it really brought it home that I was at least temporarily female. I tried laying on my stomach and felt my boobs pressing into the mattress, so I ended up sleeping on my back.

In my dreams, I was a girl and spending time with Rachel and making love to her. In some dreams, I was still a woman, but had guys hitting up on me. I never seemed to have any dreams of me as a guy. When I woke and realized that, it bothered me. If my dreams were all of me as a female, did that mean I was going to remain that way?

In the morning I woke and showered. I hadn't bathed as a female before and wasn't used to washing titties or pussy. It got me a little turned on, both from the feel of having those things touched, and from the knowledge that I was touching those, even if they were my own. I put on a pair of my new jeans and sexier panties and bra and a modest top.

I thought about shaving underarms and legs, since most women seem to, but it felt weird and the hair hadn't seemed to bother Rachel yesterday. I did take some scissors and trimmed my bush a little. No shaving there either, but I didn't want it quite as long and unruly. I brushed my hair, but mom had not pushed me toward makeup and I didn't want any.

Rachel came by around ten and she checked out my outfit, as well as the new clothes I gotten and she approved of them. We did spend a little time kissing and such, before we went to lunch. She drove us to what was my favorite place, because the hamburgers are wonderful. Since I wasn't supposed to know much about town, I merely said how much I enjoyed it, after we'd eaten.

There was a slightly edgy romance movie playing with a lesbian love affair at the center of the story. There was no shortage of skin at some spots in the tale. We sat in back, and Rachel put up the armrest so we could cuddle as we watched it. As the movie heated up, Rachel began to touch me more often and more intimately, so I touched her as well. We got about as intimate as we could in a public movie theatre.

After the movie, we headed straight back to my house and went straight to the bedroom. My mother would still be at work for another couple of hours, so we could have whatever fun we wanted. Given that mom had okayed Rachel spending the night, I suppose she effectively gave us freedom to make love anyhow. It was still nice to have the place to ourselves this time.

I'd had some rock and metal posters on the wall of my bedroom, but took them down before Rachel came over. I wanted the room to be more Gina's room than Gene's, and some of it just didn't feel quite the same as it had before. Did the gender change alter more than my body parts? I wasn't sure, though I knew I still had no interest in guys.

We went in the bedroom and shut the door. I didn't expect mom to come home, but no reason to chance it. I didn't even think to lock it. Rachel was in a sexy pair of jeans with a top that was far sexier than mine. She had both off very quickly, and she wasn't wearing a bra. She had on cute panties and took them off quickly as well.

Rachel pulled my top off and I undid my front snap bra and let that fall off too. By that time, she had unzipped my jeans and she pulled down jeans and panties with one smooth move. I couldn't believe we were going that fast, but she kissed me and pulled me on the bed on top of her. I kissed my way to her ear, which I nibbled on, then down her neck.

I didn't rush but slowly kissed my way down her neck and across the top of her chest to her love mounds. I zoned in on her right one with my mouth as I began to stroke the other one with my right hand. Instead of heading straight for the nipple, I licked and kissed my way all around it, working my way to the center and the luscious treat waiting there.

I gave her nipple my full attention and it seemed to appreciate it, standing tall and firm and begging for my lips. Rachel seemed to similarly enjoy the attention and stroked my head as I worshipped her breasts. I moved between them and tried to give them both the proper attention as I enjoyed pleasuring them. She came to at least one climax before I slowly kissed my way down her torso.

She had a tight belly and I kissed back and forth across it, including tickling her belly button with my tongue. I worked my way down to her mons venus, where I paused before kissing every inch of it, then running my tongue up the center of her slip to her little button which was already peeking out of its hiding place.

I switched back and forth between tantalizing her labia and paying homage to her clit. With her legs, she pulled me tight to her inestimable sweetness. At that moment, there was nowhere on earth that I'd rather be than between her legs giving her the kind of pleasure that had her rocking the bed and moaning.

She had at least two more peaks of rapture before she released me and pulled me up, rolling me on my back and getting on top of me. Part of me knew this could only continue until I returned to being Gene, but that return was the farthest thing from my mind as Rachel and I made love. She got up and I was worried that she was finished, until she lay back down with her face over my pussy and her pussy over my face.

She brought me to three orgasms, while I brought her to another one or two. She flipped around and rolled on her side and I rolled on my side to face her. We spent a long time just kissing and touching. As much as we both loved it, eventually she lay on her back and pulled me over so my head lay on her chest near her sweet boobs. We dropped off to sleep until we heard my mother return from work.

We both quickly dressed and went out to greet her. My mother seemed pleased to see Rachel there and I could tell just from her demeanor that she knew Rachel and I had been making love at great length. We talked at dinner and mom tried to be careful not to say that I was Gene, or talk about me in a way that made it clear that I was. We watched television for a while before returning to bed and more love making.