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Amy Becomes A Boy (MF, cd)
Anonymous Author (c) 1996

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Amy had a very loving caring and open relationship her friend
Tom. Tom was 19 he was already working with a travel agency.
There were two reasons why he liked this job, the first was that it
allowed him to go on trips for ad promotions, the other reason was
that it paid well enough for him to afford his own condo. Amy liked
his job for three reasons, the first two were identical to Tom's, but
Amy's third reason is where this story gets interesting...

Tom owned an award winning Persian cat named Elizabeth, and
when Tom traveled, he would ask Amy to stay at his place and take
care of Elizabeth. Amy enjoyed staying with the cat because it also
provided her with the opportunity to try on Tom's clothes. Her
friend is always buying new things, and because Amy was about his
size, the clothes fit very well!

On one particular Saturday, Tom called and asked her to stay for
the week. She showed up around 10 O'clock in the morning, and he
was out the door by 10:30.

Let me tell you a little more about Amy and her friend Tom. Amy
was very good looking with short sandy blonde California hair, she
was about 5'6" and weighed in at about 130 pounds. Oh yes, don't
let me forget the best parts, Amy has always been teased for two
things. First, she has a baritone voice almost masculine, and
second, an almost masculine body, nothing obvious, just strong
features. If her friend wasn't 3 years older than her, they could be
considered twins. The only obvious difference, (besides of course
the male/female one) was that Tom had a very manly bulge
between his legs, his 8 inch cock.

It didn't take Amy long before she had taken a shower and headed
for Tom's closet. By 11:30 she had already put on a jock strap,
Tom's white jockey shorts and one of his muscle shirts and was in
the process of shaving the peach fuzz off her face when she heard a
car drive up. She panicked and put her female clothes on over the
masculine underwear thinking it was just somebody dropping by.
Just about the time she was 10 feet from the door she swallowed in
fear when Tom opened the door, and said that the trip had been
canceled, something about a problem at the office. He had an
interesting gleam in his eye when he suggested that she spend the
weekend with him anyway. He then left for the agency, promising
to return by 6. After he left she went into his room and began
removing her clothes when she caught herself in the mirror, she
could make out the lines the jock strap made in her jeans, she could
even see a little bit of the white elastic waistband of her jockey
shorts sticking out around the waistband of her jeans. She could
only hope that he hadn't noticed.

He came home as promised, right on time. She waited in the front
room while he showered and changed his clothes, then they went
out to dinner and discussed the problems at his job. When they
returned to his place, he suggested, again, that she spend the
weekend with him, and that she could sleep in the other bedroom.
The second bedroom was always ready for guests, so she decided to
stay. They said their goodnights and Amy went to her bedroom
and began undressing. As she pulled back the blanket and moved
the pillow, she noticed some fabric under the pillow. She pulled on
it and found it to be a jock strap and tee-shirt. The jock was white
Bike brand jockstrap and the tee shirt had the words 100% Stud
printed on it. She noticed that they appeared to be brand new but
figured that they were Tom's. She carefully walked to the door and
peeked down the hall to Tom's room and saw that the door was
closed and the crack under it was dark. She turned out the light,
closed the door and went back to the bed. She pulled the jockstrap
up her legs and the tee-shirt over her head. As she adjusted the
jockstrap into place, she imagine that she could feel a cock and
balls between her legs. She was more excited than she had ever
been before, probably because this was going to be the very first
time that she would be in masculine attire while someone else was
around.

She was just about asleep when she felt the door open and then the
light went on. In walked Tom, he was wearing nothing but his
jockey shorts. He was a real hunk. She asked his what he wanted
(the blanket was covering her boy's underwear). He said that he
wanted to talk about her wearing his clothes and even wearing his
jockstrap right then! She feigned ignorance until he pointed out the
fact that she hadn't shaved her underarms. Amy was about to have
convulsions from fear, when he started talking about how he had
always suspected her desires and that was the reason for having her
stay over so often. He always had a little bit of doubt, but that was
thrown out when he could see the jockstrap showing through her
jeans. That night, while she thought he was getting ready for
dinner, he went into the guest room and hid the jock under the
pillow. He said that it was OK, and he did not mind her doing this.
He even said that he liked it. He also said that she could come over
anytime and he would help her if she wanted him to. Amy was in
shock, she just could not believe her eyes and ears!!

Amy sat up in the bed and let the blanket fall away from her. Tom
said "You really do look handsome in that jock strap but tomorrow
let's get you a bulge down there. I'll get you a strap on dildo with
balls to wear." Amy was just about to the point of tears when they
reached out to each other and hugged. Amy could feel his flat
muscular chest against her small breasts, and his cock against her
legs. It felt so different than it ever had before. He must have
noticed because he turned his head and brought his lips to her and
kissed her. He released her and said, "I remember putting the
jockstrap there, but I did not put any jockey shorts under your
pillow. Are you wearing jockey shorts now?". "NO" Amy
responded. He then stood up, pulling Amy's hand with his. "Well,
you can't be sleeping in just a jockstrap without any jockey shorts.
Let's go into my room and get you some." Amy was glowing with
excitement as she stood up to follow his. Tom looked down at
Amy's waist and whispered into her ear, "would you like me to take
care of that?" Amy looked down at the moist spot on her jock and
meekly responded with "OK". He began by bringing his hand up
her arm and then caressing her chest. He then lowered herself down
to his knees. He softly touched her pussy with his hands through
the cotton material. After a minute of this Amy sat back down on
the bed. He pushed aside the jock, baring her pussy, and began to
suck on Amy's hard clit as he caressed her unshaven legs. As he
began to make love to Amy with his mouth, Amy, in an obviously
heightened excitement, came with a force she had never experienced
before. When he had finished he climbed on top of her and kissed
her. Amy could taste her own juices, and she liked it. After a few
relaxing moments, Tom pulled Amy up to her feet, and said "Come
on Amy, let's go get you some jockey shorts for you to sleep in!".

They playfully ran into Tom's room and Amy went straight for the
drawer that contained all of his underwear. She selected a real
masculine pair of boy's underwear that would show off the bulge
made by her jock strap. Tom said "You have good taste Amy. I
always feel really horny when I wear that pair." Tom continued,
"Have you thought of a name for yourself when you are dressed?
We can't go on calling you Amy, when you are dressed so
masculine!" Amy said "I haven't really given it much thought".

"What would you think about the name Jimmy. I will bet anything
you look like a Jimmy when you strut out looking like a stud!" Tom
asked.

"I like that name." Amy said.

Tom then said "Jimmy, why don't you come to bed. We can get
some rest and not be to tired for a big day tomorrow."

"You want ME to sleep with YOU, tonight?"

"I don't see why friends can't sleep in the same bed, Jimmy" Tom
said.

Tom turned out the light as Jimmy climbed into bed next to his
very best friend in the world.

THE END