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The Lady Is A Tramp
by Doingbothways (doingbothways@yahoo.com)
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A coming of age story of a crossdresser turning
transgender. (tg, cd)
***
What is a tramp, what is a lady, I do not know but I
seem to fit into both of the general public's way of
thinking. I do not have a problem with that at all. I
love it. You ask who I am to say these things. I am
five foot 6 inches tall and weigh one hundred and
thirty pounds. Long brown hair, brown eyes and some say
I have man made curves. My measurements are 35-28-36.
There is one tiny secret.
That I have not mentioned yet. I have a penis. What you
ask your self did I just say. The lady has a dick. How
did that happen you ask well it was simple? Many years
and a life time ago when I was a small little boy I did
the normal things little boys do. I also have three
sisters. Two sisters are older and one younger sister.
We spent the summers on our grandparent's farm. We ran,
we swam in the pond and we just had fun all day.
On this one hot and sunny day we ended up at pond and
the girls always kept plenty of suits at the small barn
near the pond. I did not have a suit to wear. Kathy my
oldest sister said that there were several suits that I
could wear and still have fun.
I told her "No way," she just said then I would swim
naked. I told her that was not going to happen. My hair
was longer than most boys. It was the seventies and
everyone had longer hair. I found a pair of bottoms
that were blue with white stripes on them and put them
on. They were close to my size, maybe a bit smaller and
they seemed to be tight on my butt.
I walked out of the barn and the girls started to laugh
at me. They were laughing but not at me but the fact
that I did not have the top on. They told me to put it
on and then come back. I was nine or ten years old then
what could I do. I found the top and put it on. I
walked out and began to have fun swimming and having
fun.
It was later in the afternoon that a group of kids from
down the road came to the pond to cool off from doing
there chores. It did not seem different as this was the
only swimming pond for miles around. We had been there
before when kids would stop by and today was no
different.
Well, if you consider that as a nine year old boy is
wearing a two piece girl's bathing suit. It did not
seem any different. We swam and dived off the rocks and
there was a tree with a rope tied to the branch that
over hung the waters edge. The other kids did not
notice that I was different or for that matter care.
Everyone knew that our grandparents that a lot of grand
kids that visited threw out the year and holidays.
We were the only ones that stayed the entire summer.
Our cousins had already left and we had the place to
out self's for the rest of the summer. After a while a
car drove up and what appeared to be parents of some of
the kids walked over to the sandy area and started to
talk to some of the kids. We were all standing around
and having fun and it was then that the mom remarked
that there were so many girls out today and will make
sure her son comes by tomorrow with cold drinks for
everyone.
The day came to a close and we all changed out of our
suits and headed back to the house for dinner. The
following days were hot and we always ended up at the
pond. My sisters found a new way to torment me. They
insist that I put one of there suits when I am with
them. The summer is fading fast and that is when the
not so fast fading suntan lines could be a problem as
little boys do not have tan lines that cover there
breasts and high up on the thighs. I will have to wait
to see how that goes.
As the summer comes to an end and we head back to the
cold winter of the north. That following October my
sisters decided that for Halloween we would all dress
as witches. I have never seen a boy witch before. When
I asked her about boy witches she just said that it was
no big deal that it would be fun. What I found was we
were all going to be girl witches. My sisters insisted
that I keep my long hair and what ever hair I had under
my arms had to be shaved as well as any hair below the
waist area.
My oldest sister Kathy began to practice putting makeup
on me. At first it was just a small amount then as
Halloween came closer it was more and much more normal
looking. The week before Halloween Kathy wanted to test
out the makeup and see how the entire effect was. What
took place was having Kathy gather clothes from my
youngest sister Jan. The clothes were a bit tight and
Kathy insisted that I wear Jan's panties and bra, the
bra needed a bit of padding to fill it out. Lucky Jan
was small in this area. A pair of jeans and a top was
all and a different hair style and off we went.
I did not know it was off to the mall. At the mall it
was looking at clothes and trying them on. Bluejeans
and tops. The jeans were a bit tighter on me and a lot
lower on my hips. The tops were more colorful. We
purchased the outfit and off we went. It was to a
beauty shop and new hair and makeup. We went to the
food court and Kathy insisted that I sit alone and say
nothing. I did just that.
While eating my hamburger in came my other sister and
her friend and they all sat down. When they stood up
they walked over to me, or should I say they walked in
my direction, they walked right past me. Kathy turned
around and said Hi to me, it was then that the other
two turned around and walked back towards me. Still not
knowing it was me. It was when Kathy asked me to join
them shopping that Mary my middle sister asked what we
were looking for and Kathy just said nothing and
everything, what ever was on sale.
We all went into a department store and Kathy was
looking at dresses. She handed me a dress and told me
to try it on. I went to the back of the store and the
dressing room was more of a room were you tried on
outfits and there were several ladies there trying on
clothes. I stood there and changed into the dress and
stood there. Kathy called Jan in and asked her what she
thought of the dress. Jan said that it was a bit short
for me as I was only rather young. Kathy agreed and
told me to change again.
I lifted up the dress up over my head and stood there
in a bra and panties. That is when Kathy told me to
lower my panties a bit to show Jan what was under them.
I slid them down a bit and when it was apparent that
there was something that should not be there was there.
Jan then said is that you Charlie, I said yes. Jan came
over and hugged me and looked me over and turned me
around and that was it. I dressed and we all left.
Halloween had came and gone. No one knew who I was and
everyone just thought I was on of the sisters. That
winter Kathy was off to college and we all waited for
summer to return. Our parents started to disagree a lot
and even yelled at times. The summer could not come
fast enough for us kids as the friction between our
parents was intense. When summer came Kathy came to
visit us. It was the same as before, dress up that is.
We called it a game and that was all. I did enjoy
wearing the swim suit again, two piece that is.
Towards the end of summer Kathy was back at school and
we were off to the big city and school. Kathy has
finished her second year of medical school. The
following summer was different for all of us. Mom and
dad had split up and grandma had past away. The
following summer just me and Jan that went to the farm.
By then things have changed. My mental and physical
being was different. I talked to Kathy about some
changes I was having and she told me she was some what
aware of them as she knew it would happen as she had
been providing the family with vitamins. She said that
grandpa would not notice that there were two girls
instead of one.
Kathy began to tell me that what was happening to me
was at first fun but know it was the real thing. She
said that the shape of my hips was no joke and the
growing breasts were real. She even knew that my boy
parts had stopped growing and even maybe grew smaller.
She said that I was now going to be a girl. I did not
resist or go crazy. She also explained that the
vitamins contained a drug that affected my mental side
and reduced my stress as well as being a calming agent
and several other things that I did not understand at
the moment. From that moment on I was a girl.
When summer came to an end Kathy had convinced mom to
let me live there and to attend school there. Grandpa
had no clue. Kathy stopped by a couple times during the
winter and we talked and she added some injections for
me and things started to change a lot faster and in
greater detail. I saw mom about twice a year and
dressed as a boy for the visits. Several years have
gone by and mom has moved away by herself and dad has
not been heard from in quite a while. Kathy still
visits and talks to me a lot.
I have lived as a girl for years now and even graduated
high school as a girl.
**
Kathy is in her last year of residence training. She
invited me to live with her and figure out what I
wanted to do. I told her college and then who knew. She
told me that if I wanted to step it up that she could
arrange to complete a breast enlargement for me.
I agreed and thought what the heck. At the hospital
everyone thought I was a woman. The operation was
great. I look down and see a pair of perky larger
breasts. An ample 34c or a tight 36b is what I have
now. I have taken the female hormones now for many
years and the results are clear. Slim waist and round
hips as well as shapely legs and a near hair less body.
Several years have gone by and it is just so normal to
be this way, Kathy has been a great help in all of
this. I did decide to go into the restaurant field.
I have been working as a hostess and sever as well as
designing the menu and running the kitchen. There has
been no steady dating or affairs as I have been very
busy getting on with learning what that is I want to
be. I know that being a woman is number one. I have had
real plan yet as to what direction I will go. I did
realize that at the present kids are not in the plan.
Kathy had told me of a procedure that mimics a full
castration.
The operation is reversible if I so desire, that was
Kathy idea as one never knows. What took place was
creating a place up in me to move the testicles to then
removal of the ball sac and then getting additional
hormone injections into the penis for several months to
reduce the size and then placing what was left of the
penis under the layer of muscle and allowing only the
opening poke threw. With just a small landing strip of
hair there my penis is all but gone, I have been seen
naked and no one could tell.
I think back at my first couple outing with guys and I
can say that if I did not want them to know, they never
did. Know one encounter lasted very long. If one did
take the extra effort to allow me to do my thing then
the rewards were in his or her favor. I remember the
coffee shop guy with great thoughts. He was wonderful.
I was not bad either. It started innocent enough. I
would get my coffee every morning he would smile and
after a while we would chat and tease each other.
One day I was taking a day off and going to the beach
to get some sun. I was wearing a pair of boxer style
shorts and a pair of tennis shoes and I had on a wife
beater style t-shirt. It was white and fit close to my
skin and hugged the curves. I had tossed on a light
nylon windbreaker. It was not zipped up. I went into
the coffee shop and walked up and he knew what I always
ordered and proceeded to make it when he saw me walk
in.
I went to the counter and it was then I sensed that he
was looking at my chest and not looking at me. While he
was getting my change I glanced down and realized my
nipples were very visible under the fabric as well as
the roundness and fullness of my breasts. I was at
first stunned then felt a little naughty. I knew he was
looking and I chatted with him as long as I could until
the next customer came in. I smiled and walked out. I
thought about it all day at the beach. Several days
later I decided to turn up the heat.
I wore the sexiest bra that pushed it all up and out
and left a hint of nipple showing. I put on a loose
button up blouse and made sure that cleavage was there
as well a as view to die for. I waited until it was
almost empty and then I walked in. When he saw me he
began to fix my coffee. Standing there at the counter
we chatted while his back was to me.
When he turned around I insured he saw an eye full as I
had made sure the buttons were undid enough to see it
all and with a little opening the blouse up it was no
confusion he was looking and when I told him that my
eyes were up here and he said sure they are but what is
down there is also very nice to look at. I laughed and
took my coffee and walked out. I know he was smiling
and I was thrilled. The next day I wore a pair of ultra
low rise jeans and a knit top. I also had on a pair of
bright pink thong panties.
I walked in and as usual he started to get my coffee.
We chatted for a minute or so and then stepped back and
asked if these jeans made my legs look short. He leaned
over the counter and looked down. I had adjusted the
jeans just before I asked him knowing they were showing
the top of the panty up front and when I turned around
he saw not only the pink triangle of fabric, but the
top two inches of my butt cheeks. I turned around and
he said the jeans made my legs look great and not to
worry about it.
I smiled and walked out.
**
The following week I wore the shortest skirt I could
find. The skirt was made of jeans fabric. So off came
several inches with the scissors. One washing and when
I put it on it did not seem short enough. So off came
more. Washed again and then they were short enough. So
short I knew with just a little adjustment my butt
would be seen. So the next day I wore it into the
coffee shop. Even at first he looked and saw it was
short. It was standing in line that I hiked it up and
asked him if the skirt was too short.
He again leaned over and said no, but I turned around
and he only said that it was hard to tell. So I hiked
it up showing so that not just a peak of panties was
but damn near my entire ass was in view, I turned
around got my coffee and walked out. While walking out
I made sure it got hiked up real high to allow him a
parting view.
That was the way we started our romp. I knew that the
green car in the parking lot was his so I decided to
leave a small hint. Well size 5 hint in yellow and red
lace pair of thongs. I put them over his rear view
mirror, that way he was sure to see them. I guess the
note I attached to them did not hurt either. The note
was just an address and a time. It was up to him to
understand what it all meant. I was sure he had an
idea.
I went home to get ready and let the night begin. I
keep a neat and tidy house, I guess the truth be told
darn near spotless. I had enough cold beer in the
fridge and mixed drink items to ensure a relaxing
evening. I had put on a pair of matching bra and
panties. I slipped on a wrap around style dress, deep
cut and short. I now just needed to wait. My wait was
not long there was a knock at the door and I waited a
minute, did not want to seem I was in a hurry.
I opened the door and there he stood. He even picked up
a small bouquet of flowers. I put the flowers in a vase
and handed him a beer. We sat down and exchanged words
and just general talk. I excused myself to get some
chips and dip and made sure my dress was a bit untied
and revealed my cleavage and thighs. We talked and sat
closer and exchanged a kiss or two and then a full head
on swap spit kiss. His hands were all over me and I was
not stopping him. I again excused myself and told him
to get comfortable.
I returned to the living room wearing only my heels and
bar and panties. I reached for him and as he stood up I
began to unbutton his shirt and pushing it over his
shoulders. With it on the floor and I was starting on
his jeans. They fell in a pile and he stepped out of
them with ease. I tugged on his boxers and they also
began a downward direction. All the time he was
starting to sway and get excited. That was an easy
thing to see, his now growing member was coming to
life. I had him sit down on the couch while I kneeled
between his legs and began to kiss every where on his
thighs up to his now fully erect member.
I grasped the base with my hands and began to rub and
stroke him while he was starting to rotate his hips and
slid down a bit. I was kissing his now much enlarged
head on his member and that was the area of my concern
and passion. I was running my lips over it and began to
take it in. I was turning my head as well as going down
and up and up and down.
He was now rocking and I was rolling and it was good. I
could feel the tightening of his skin and then a
smaller thrust followed by a larger thrust and then a
still larger thrust. I could feel him tighten and arch
his back and then a thrust and the reward was there as
he spilled his juice in to my now juicy throat. I stood
up and he had this look of totally at ease. I excused
myself and returned to the kitchen for fresh drinks. I
entered the living room and he had his boxers on. I
looked at him and said what is wrong a girl can not
take a break and continue the fun.
He laughed and we sat down and relaxed with the new
drinks. We kissed and I whispered in is ear that I was
going to make his dream come true. He asked what dream
I told him the dream of doing a girl in the rear. He
looked up and the smile was all I needed for the
reaction I was seeking. We started to kiss and then his
hands were now stroking my breasts, I was happy that he
was happy and that he was feeling what modern science
can create and enhance. I was now developing his man
hood to an erect status again.
He was starting to get in a rhythm at that moment I
reached over and took a tube of lube and began to apply
it to my neither regions. When I felt that I was ready
I reached over to him and moved to the floor and while
I was getting into the doggie position he was pulling
down my panties. I kicked them off and spread my legs
apart. He inched closer and closer until I could feel
his shaft touching my rear cheek. I reached back and
helped him find the spot that he was looking for. I
felt him penetrating me and going deeper. I was soon
feeling the fullness of him inside me.
I was soon matching his strokes and his rhythm, it was
pure lust. He was picking up speed and pushing harder.
When he was deep inside he would push even harder and
wait a moment to withdraw. The intense pressure was
pushing me over the edge. When he came I could feel the
warm gush of his fluids enter me. The evening was
complete.
On Monday morning when I walked into the coffee shop he
was there and as usual created a great cup of coffee
for me. I asked him when he handed me my change that
what does a girl got to do to get a free cup of coffee.
END
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