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From: an175439@anon.penet.fi
Date: Sun, 29 Jan 1995 13:17:27 UTC
Subject: Tawny - Birth of a Shemale

			     Sweet Julie
			  Birth of a Shemale
				  by
			 Mistress Tawny Suede
			     Part 1 of 3
			     Chapter One
			  Is It Just a Role?

	The dress rehearsal for the drama club's latest production was
over. The curtain fell, the audience of excited parents applauded
enthusiastically. The curtain rose and the performers stepped
forward to take their bows. The curtain fell again and still the crowd
applauded. The two stars, Troy and Julie, took their positions centre
stage, holding hands as the curtain rose one more time.  They bowed
to the audience. Then, overcome with joy, Julie turned and kissed her
handsome co-star full on the lips, her tongue partly invading his
mouth.

	Troy pulled back, stunned. There was a gasp from the audience.
Troy pulled back his arm and punched Julie full in the face. She fell,
blood streaming from her nose.  "Get away from me, faggot!" cried Troy
as he stomped off of the stage.

	Julie sat briefly on the stage, dazed by the blow. Suddenly,
just what she had done wrong dawned on her. She had gotten so wrapped
up in her part, she had forgotten!  She wasn't Julie, she was Edward!
Tears streamed down his cheeks as he picked himself up and raced off
of the stage to the crescendo of jeers that chased him.

	Oblivious of where he ran, Edward bumped straight into Mr.
Bennett, his drama teacher.  Mr. Bennett wrapped his arms around his
confused student as Edward buried his head against his chest and
cried. "You'd better go to my office and get yourself under control.
I'll explain everything to Troy, I mean to Raymond." Raymond was the
boy playing the part of Troy in the play.

	Edward took a tissue from Mr. Bennett and dabbed at his eyes
and running nose as he ran down the hallway. He locked the door of Mr.
Bennett's office behind him and sobbed gently.  Finally, he went to
the small washroom off of the office and cleaned his face. His thick
theatrical makeup was a mess, and so he scrubbed it off, leaving his
clean smooth face unblemished. That felt a bit better.  Edward stared
at himself in the mirror, at his own bright blue eyes, delicate nose,
short blond hair. What had come over him?

	He was only sixteen and his parents, who were always traveling
the world on business, had dumped him here at the Bishop Strachan
private high school for boys. He had been thrilled to join the drama
club, but had been hesitant when Mr. Bennett had suggested that he try
out for the FEMALE lead in the latest play. Well, someone had to play
the girls' parts.  And Mr. Bennett had offered to give him extra
coaching, outside of class hours and regular after school rehearsals.

	But had it gone too far? For the past eight weeks, Edward had
left the dormitory every weekend and lived for those two days with Mr.
Bennett and his wife. Mr. Bennett had stressed that in order to play
a girl's part, it was important to understand girls, how they thought,
how they looked upon situations differently than boys did. So from
Friday night until Sunday evening each week, Edward had disappeared
and Mr. and Mrs. Bennett had enjoyed the company of Julie.

	For two days of every seven, Edward had lived his life as a
girl, as if he was the Bennett's niece, visiting her relatives each
weekend. Mrs. Bennett had coached Edward on how to walk, how to talk,
how to pick out clothing and put on makeup. It was all an emotional
drain on Edward, twisting his mind into such an alien, to him, way of
thinking. To compensate, said Mrs. Bennett, she had mixed him a
special high protein juice drink which he drank three times a day,
even during the week.

	And Mr. Bennett had instructed Edward intensively on acting,
particularly the nuances of the live stage and interacting with his
fellow performers. But tonight, Edward had forgotten himself and Julie
had emerged full force and tried to interact a little too much.

	Edward decided he could not go through with the play. The
Julie character was becoming too strong. But then, he thought back and
realized how wonderful it had felt when Troy had held him in his
strong arms in the hotel scene in the second act, and again at the
climax of the play.

	Impatient, Edward scrounged in Mr. Bennett's desk drawer and
found a pack of cigarettes and matches. He lit one and smoked it
silently as he sat and thought. He caught sight of his own reflection
in the full length mirror on the back of the door and smiled. The
reflection, partly obscured by shadows, was that of an attractive
young girl, idly smoking.  Edward had never smoked until the weekends
at the Bennett's house. He realized with a start that he held his
cigarette like a girl!

	He crushed out the cancer stick.

	Just then, Mr. Bennett opened the door and entered the room.

	"I quit," said Edward, before Mr. Harvey Bennett could say a
word.  Harvey lifted Edward to his feet and pulled the young boy's
body close to his own. Edward instantly burst into tears again. "I ...
I don't know what I want. This is all so strange to me!"

	"I can well imagine it is," said Harvey to the feminine boy.
"Edward ...  Julie ... listen to me. I've trained many boys for female
roles. They've all come to grips with the anguish of gender
identification. You will too. I know it. You are honestly the best
student I've ever trained."

	"You ... you really mean that?"

	Harvey sat down on his couch and dragged the young lad down
onto his lap. Harvey linked his arms around Edward and Edward had to
place his hands on Harvey's shoulders. But for the first time ever,
Edward noticed how good Harvey smelled, and how strong his arms were.

	"Oh, Julie," said Harvey. "I really, really do. And it's
understandable that you've got such strange feelings floating around
in your head. You've practised so hard.  You've done everything that
Joanna and I have asked of you. It would be a shame to throw that all
away. You could be a wonderful performer! You make me so proud!"

	"And I love making you proud," said an exuberant Edward who,
unthinkingly, placed his lips to Harvey's cheek and planted a soft
kiss there. Edward drew back surprised, but was even more surprised
when Harvey turned his lips toward him and his strong hand behind the
youngster's blond head and drew their lips together.

	Harvey's lips locked firmly to Edward's as his tongue invaded
the teen's mouth. He crushed his lips to those of the young boy as his
hands caressed Edward's back and sides. Momentarily, Edward struggled
to break free and then gave in to his own yearnings, kissing his
teacher back strongly.

	Harvey kissed the young boy's neck as soft moans escaped
Edward's lips.  "Oh Julie," said Mr. Bennett, "you don't know how long
I've waited for this!" Edward could feel his prick stiffening in his
silken panties. And he was frightened to realize that he could feel
Harvey's own cock stirring in his lap underneath Edward's own
buttocks.

	Harvey had loosened the top of Edward's blouse and his fingers
now lightly massaged Edward's nipples. Edward moaned again. Over the
past several weeks, he had noticed that for some unknown reason his
nipples had become larger and much more sensitive to the touch. In
fact, he had even begun to notice that his pectorals were larger,
almost as if the act of studying the female role had begun to make his
own breasts grow.

	Harvey moved his lips down to Edward's left nipple and sucked
it whole into his mouth.  His tongue washed around the aureole and his
teeth gnashed tenderly at the taut nipple itself.  Edward's hips
bucked upwards off of Harvey's lap, his cock yearning for release from
the now soaking panties. Harvey's hand reached under Edward's skirt,
under the elastic of the panties, and drew forth Edward's blood
engorged cock.

	"Oh god, Julie. You have such a beautiful little prick. It's
so slick, so lovely. Cum for me Julie. Spurt your lovely seed into my
hand," said Harvey. Harvey locked his lips to Edward's as one hand
toyed with the young boy slut's hard nipple and the other fisted his
rampant dick.  Edward's ass bucked wildly as the cum churned in his
balls.

	"Oh, Mr. Bennett, you shouldn't - but it feels so goooooddd!
Oh yes, jerk my rod!  EEEEyyyyaaaahh!" cried Edward as the cum boiled
out of his balls and shot out his piss hole.  Harvey continued to pump
the blond boy's dick with one hand as he cupped the other to catch as
much of the spurting hot jizm as he could. Finally, Edward's dick
stopped spurting. Harvey squeezed the last of the manseed from the
boy's now drooping dick.

	"That was so good," said Harvey as he tenderly kissed Edward.
He then opened the boy's blouse further and rubbed the youngster's own
seed around and around on his taut nipples and breast mounds. "That's
only second best, but it will help your breasts to grow."

	"My what? But I don't have ... What are you saying?" asked
Edward.

	"Oh, my sweet Julie. You have so much to learn! But now it's
time for you to return the favour. You've had your fun, now it's my
turn." With that, Harvey pushed the young lad to the floor and stood
over him. Harvey quickly removed his trousers and underwear.
Kneeling, Edward found himself eye to eye with the pisshole at the tip
of Mr. Bennett's dick.

	"Open your mouth, Julie. It's time for your next lesson on
being a girl."

	"But I don't want ..." But even before the words were out of
his mouth, Edward realized that he DID want to please Harvey, in any
way that Harvey wanted him to.  Edward opened his lips wide and Harvey
pressed forward. The glans of his penis passed over Edward's rouged
lips and Edward closed his mouth around the intruder.

	Not knowing what to do, Edward just held the tip of the dick
between his lips, savouring the meaty texture and realizing that he
liked the strong flavour.

	"Use your tongue, Julie. Wash it around my dick head." Edward
began to tickle the head of Harvey's dick as Harvey held his head and
slowly began to fuck his cock in and out of the she-boy's mouth.
Faster and faster he pumped. He was primed. He had been primed for
weeks, just thinking about and hoping for the opportunity to make love
to his newest student in the art of gender bending. Harvey had high
hopes for Julie. Her training had only just begun.

	With one last thrust, he buried his cock at the back of
Julie's mouth and his cock unleashed his load. Edward was taken by
surprise. Suddenly thick gobs of jizm were shooting out of Harvey's
dick head, deep inside his mouth. He had no choice but to swallow the
delicious tasting jizm.  "Drink it all down, sweet child.", said
Harvey. "Every last drop!" Finally Harvey's dick stopped spurting, but
even then Harvey wasn't finished.

	"Suck hard, drain me dry" he ordered the blond he-bitch as he
pumped his slowly wilting cock in and out of those delicious lips.
Edward eagerly drained his mentor's dick. At the finish, he held
Harvey's dick tightly in his hands and squeezed the last few drops out
of the pisshole and onto his waiting tongue.

	"Did ... did I do it okay", the meek boygirl asked her
teacher. Harvey drew Edward to his feet and held him close.

	"You did just fine," he said, gently kissing Edward on the
lips. "You did just fine, my sweet Julie." A drop of cum hung at the
edge of Edward's painted lips. Harvey wiped at it with his finger and
then offered his finger to Edward who eagerly flicked the stray drop
into his mouth with his pert tongue.

	"But now you had better get straightened up and get on home.
Which, considering all that has happened tonight, had better be my
place. Besides, we should probably talk about what just happened, and
about your future."

	"But, Mr. Bennett, what about ...."

	"Don't worry. Joanna is very understanding. Besides ... What
was that, did you hear a noise?"

	"No, no sir, I didn't."

	"Well, I have to go and say goodbye to all the folks who are
still hanging around out there, and I have to make sure everything is
locked up properly. Why don't you tidy up and then run on over to my
place. I'll call ahead so that Joanna is expecting you. And I'll be
along as soon as I can.  Okay?"

	"O... okay, I guess", answered Edward.

	Harvey gave Edward another tender kiss, which Edward returned
sweetly, and then Harvey disappeared out the door.

	It wasn't until a couple of minutes later that Edward realized
that his own street clothes were in the locker room, with all the
other boys. Well, he wasn't going to face them tonight. So he would
have to leave the school tonight in his costume.

	He straightened his panties and blouse, then took a look in
the mirror.  His makeup was gone, but his hair he could manage. It was
such a simple cut that worked so well when he was a boy during the
week, and which with a bit of spray could be minorly altered to its
present shape, ideal for the stage and weekend role as Julie. A few
strokes with a comb and it was tidy again.

	Ready, he stepped out of the door and made his way down the
hallway. But he never reached the exit door. Strong hands wrapped
around his mouth and chest and dragged him down a stairway, deep into
the basement of the school. Edward fainted.

	If only he had paid attention to that noise. He and Harvey
might have noticed that their little love session had been observed by
old Carl, the school caretaker, who now had his own designs on young
Julie!

			     Chapter Two
				Raped!

	Edward awoke lying on a thin dirty mattress on a small bed in
a grease and oil smelly room. He sat up but when he tried to stand, he
was jerked back down by the four foot ropes with which each of his
wrists was tied to the head of the bed.

	A quick look at his watch told Edward that he had only been
unconscious for about fifteen minutes. His fingers worked at the
tightly knotted rope. The braids were thick but, with enough time, he
should be able to work himself free. But he didn't have enough time.
The door to the room was suddenly opened and in walked Carl, the
school caretaker, a man of about forty, somewhat dirty, scraggly
beard, and liquor on his breath.

	Edward crouched on the bed, trying to curl up into a ball at
the headboard as Carl tossed a bag on the foot of the bed.

	"Pretty girl," said Carl as he went to the table against the
far wall and pulled deeply from the whisky bottle sitting there.

	Edward realized that he must be in the caretaker's room in the
basement of the school. Carl of course did not live in the school, but
was provided with this room from which to work as he cleaned up the
school afterhours which, because of after school activities, sometimes
meant Carl had to work all night.

	Obviously Carl had personalized the room for his own tastes.

	On the walls were taped pictures of women in various stages of
undress, from newspaper Sunshine girls to Playboy centrefolds, to even
more risque pictures of teenage girls pushing thick dildos into their
pussies, white women with their mouths wrapped around thick black
cocks and even photos of women being fucked and sucking cocks at the
same time. Edward had never seen such pictures before. They must have
come from the dozens of magazines that were strewn on the floor beside
the bed; magazines with titles like Hustler, Young Beavers, Cum Shots
and even Back Door Babes!

	"Fix yourself up!" Carl yelled at Edward.

	"I don't know what you want ..," Edward said quietly.

	Carl picked up the bag at the end of the bed and thrust it at
Edward.  "Make yourself pretty for me," said Carl. Edward opened the
bag. Inside was theatrical makeup, obviously stolen from the drama
club's dressing room. Edward looked at Carl, questioningly. Carl
slammed the back of his hand across Edward's face. Edward fell back on
the bed, hitting his head on the headboard.

	"Make pretty!" snarled Carl as he drank from the whisky bottle
again.  Carl sat at the table and stared at Edward.

	Frightened, Edward sat on the edge of the bed and using a
grimy mirror fastened on the wall, began to apply the makeup. Thick
mascara, eyeliner and high-lighter, cheek blush and deep red lipstick.
Finally he finished and sat back on the bed.

	Carl grinned and sat on the bed beside Edward. Carl's hand
gently caressed Edward's cheek. Edward shuddered. "Pretty girl," said
Carl. Carl's other hand began to toy with the buttons at the front of
Edward's blouse. Does Carl know I'm not really a girl, wondered
Edward. What will he do if he finds out I'm not?

	Carl pressed his lips to Edward's and kissed him. Edward
pulled back, but was rewarded by another vicious slap across the face.
His nose began to bleed. Carl handed him a kerchief and the bleeding
stopped. Carl glared at Edward. "Julie is sweet girl," said Carl. "Me
saw what you did for Mr. Bennett. You do same for Carl, or me tell
other teachers. You not want teacher lose job, do you?"

	No, thought Edward, I can't let Mr. Bennett lose his job, just
for trying to help me! Meekly, Edward said, "No. I don't want him to
lose his job."

	"You do what me want then?"

	Edward nodded weakly and lifted his head in supplication.

	Carl's lips met Edward's and his tongue pushed its way between
the boygirl's rouged lips.  Edward could taste the caretaker's foul
breath as his mouth was raped by Carl's strong tongue.  Carl's fingers
meanwhile had worked their way under Edward's blouse and were now
toying with the teen's right breast mound. Edward moaned, and Carl's
tongue plunged deeper.

	"Suck my tongue," Carl commanded, and Edward wrapped his lips
around the caretaker's tongue and sucked hard, his own tongue quickly
flicking at the older man's thick oral muscle.

	Carl released Edward's mouth. His strong hands ripped Edward's
feminine blouse completely open, buttons flying. Carl wrapped his lips
around Edward's erect left nipple as his hand continued to toy with
the right.

	This was something new for Edward, to have lips, a tongue, and
teeth toying with his sensitive nipple! God, it felt so good!

	"Julie has tender breasts!" said Carl as his mouth moved to
the right nipple. Edward's taut nipples stood erect like the thick
ends of pencil erasers. He moaned as Carl's teeth raked across them
and then gasped in surprise at the tingling sensation as Carl's thick
stubble rasped rudely across his tender nips.

	As Carl lay atop Edward, he began rubbing his crotch against
Edward's leg. Edward could feel the hard length of the caretaker's rod
through his trousers. And Edward's own dick had risen to full mast
also!

	Carl rolled over, pulling Edward on top. "Kiss my neck," he
told the youth. "Kiss my chest". Edward paused to undo the buttons on
the janitor's shirt and then began kissing Carl's chest and neck. As
his lips grazed across the caretaker's nipples, Carl squirmed.  Edward
spent a few moments, licking across Carl's flattened nipples, but Carl
kept pushing the he-slut's head further down his body.

	"Pull my pants off, Julie," said Carl.

	Edward pulled Carl's shoes off and then pulled down the
janitor's pants, pushing them to the floor. The janitor pushed himself
further towards the top of the bed so that Edward, tied with his four
foot ropes, could manage this. Finally, Edward pulled down Carl's
undershorts. Carl's erect six inch dick sprang into the air and waved
about.

	"Suck it, pretty girl. Suck Carl's dick," Carl said to Edward.

	Tentatively, Edward closed his hand around the caretaker's
cock to steady it. Edward tightened his grip and moved his hand up the
shaft. Carl groaned and a stream of precum oozed out of his pisshole,
running down the side of his dick and onto Edward's hand.  Slowly,
Edward fisted the janitor's rod, as he tried to convince himself that
he had to do this.  Finally, he lowered his painted lips around the
bulbous head and slowly licked his tongue around the sensitive
underhead of the glans.

	Carl moaned again and thrust his hips upwards. This caught
Edward by surprise as the dick slid between his lips and to the back
of his mouth. But Edward took control and slowly began raising and
lowering his mouth along the jizz slickened shaft as he continued to
pump his hand along the base of the dick.

	"Oh yes. Suck Carl good, pretty Julie. Suck real good." Carl
ran his fingers through Edward's hair. With one hand, Edward grabbed
Carl's tight scrotal sac and slowly squeezed and released, developing
a rhythm which he hoped would make the janitor cum quicker and end
this humiliation for him.

	But Edward found that while this experience was degrading and
humiliating, it was also exciting him. He relished the musky taste of
the thick stalk of meat that pumped past his lips and the rich manly
flavour of the precum that his tongue lapped up each time it washed
around the bulbous purple glans.

	He was awed by the ring of bright red lipstick around the base
of Carl's cock and the realisation that it was his own lips that had
left that ring there. Edward's own cock stiffened at the thought and
he could feel his belly, wrapped inside his silk panties, becoming
sticky from his own leaking.

	Carl began to moan more loudly and thrash about on the bed.
"I'm ... I'm gonna cum!" he cried out as his hands grasped Edward's
head and began to bob it up and down more vigorously on his cock
shaft. Edward increased his own pumping action and renewed his
tonguing of the sensitive underside of the glans.

	Carl's first mighty squirt of jizm caught Edward full in the
left eye, temporarily blinding him, but Edward quickly engulfed the
fountaining dick head in his mouth and caught the next stream of thick
man seed and eagerly gulped it down. His hand frantically pumped the
hard cock and his lips vacuumed the scum down his hungry gullet. When
Carl's cock stopped spurting and shriveled, Edward used his finger to
wipe his left eye and cheek clean and gently sucked his finger clean.

	Carl pulled the young sheboy upwards on the bed until they
cuddled together, Carl's thick lips crushed against those of the
feminized lad. Edward's own lust subsided at the sudden realization of
who this liquor-breathed man was and the situation he was in.

	And Carl was indeed not finished with his young he-trollop.

	It took only a couple of minutes for Carl to regain his breath
and when he did he quickly rose from the bed and pulled Edward towards
the foot of the bed so that his arms were stretched taut, tied tightly
to the head of the bed. Carl tore the remainder of Edward's blouse
from his body and his skirt and panties soon followed. The revelation
of Edward's cock seemed to not faze Carl in the least, other than
Carl tossing a towel over Edward's groin as if to hide the young lad's
dick and thereby disavow its existence.

	Carl pushed Edward's knees up and over so that they touched
Edward's shoulders. In this position, Edward's ass was pushed high in
the air, his brown puckered asshole fully exposed.

	"Nice sweet pussy," smiled Carl as he approached the he-girl's
smooth bottom. Carl massaged Edward's ass cheeks, pulling them and
twisting them. Then he kissed the smooth flesh, at first delicately
and then more firmly, all the time inching closer to Edward's anal
pucker. Finally Carl's lips closed around the boy's anus and his
tongue began to lick and probe at the Edward's tight hole.

	"Must make pussy nice and slick. Oh, pussy tastes so good!"
said Carl as his tongue washed the boy's ass. Edward tried to shout
and scream but Carl quickly stuffed Edward's soiled panties into his
mouth, thereby gagging him.

	Edward's eyes grew wide as Carl's tongue managed to probe a
full inch, and then an inch and a half, up Edward's poop chute. Then
Carl worked a finger inside the effeminate lad's pucker and slowly
worked his finger in and out.

	Edward knew what was coming next. He dreaded it. He twisted
and turned, trying to avoid the inevitable. Carl's six inch dick was
once again hard. With Edward folded in half, Carl stood above the
young teen and placed the head of his dick against Edward's asshole.
Slickened with Carl's saliva and loosened by Carl's finger probing,
Edward's asshole easily parted to accept the head of the janitor's
thick rod.

	Carl pressed downwards and his dick easily slid deep into the
lad's trembling ass. Carl sighed and giggled with glee as the full
length of his dick was imbedded in the boy's ass and Carl's swaying
ballsack slapped against Edward's own testicles. Carl raised himself
until his dick popped free. Edward could see the flecks of filth that
dotted the slick browned surface of the janitor's rigid tool - but
only for a moment because Carl immediately plunged his rod deep into
the boy's bowels, even deeper than the first drive, if that was
possible.

	Carl quickly fucked his cock in and out of Edward's quivering
ass.  Edward sobbed as his virgin ass was raped brutally. From his
supine position, Edward was forced to watch his rapist's dick plunge
in and out of his ass, was forced to see the filth and slime from his
own asshole that coated the rampant truncheon.

	And Edward was forced to realize that no matter how degraded
he felt, how sickened he was at being used as a sex tool by this sick
pervert, Edward's own cock was hard and throbbing, his own ball sac
was tight, wanting desperately to release its load. Edward's rigid
cock waved wildly in the air each time Carl's rod thrust past Edward's
prostate on its trek to the nether regions of his bowels.

Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
From: an175439@anon.penet.fi
Date: Sun, 29 Jan 1995 13:27:05 UTC
Subject: Tawny - Birth of a Shemale

			     Sweet Julie
			  Birth of a Shemale
		       by Mistress Tawny Suede
			     Part 2 of 3

	Carl's fucking reached a furious uncontrollable pace. Carl
began gasping great lungfuls of air. His motions became jerky, his
thrusting more frenzied. Edward's own cock was pulsing wildly,
desperately wanting to be touched and caressed so that it could shoot
its own thick wad.

	Suddenly Carl lanced deep into Edward and his jizm burst from
his dickhead, flooding Edward's innards with rich thick hot cream. It
blew Carl's dick halfway out of Edward's ass and as Carl pushed back
inside, jizm squeeched and squelched out of Edward's ass around Carl's
hard tube of meat and dripped down Edward's back.

	And as Carl exploded inside Edward, Edward's own dick sprayed
its mighty load all over Edward's own chest and neck and lips. Edward
opened his mouth and drank down sweet strings of his own fuck seed.

	Finally, Carl collapsed onto the bed, his dick slipping free
from Edward's ravaged and stretched asshole. Gobs of Carl's jizm
slowly oozed out of Edward's ass onto the dirty bed linen.

	Edward continued to sob quietly as Carl slowly and
staggeringly dressed himself and then left the small room to finish
cleaning up the school. Edward had enough strength only to crawl
sufficiently toward the head of the bed to give himself enough slack
to remove the gag from his mouth. After a coughing fit, Edward was too
weakened to consider untying himself and fell into a deep sleep.

	He slept for six hours, occasionally awakening and wondering
where he was. But the ropes on his wrists reminded him and worried him
until each time he fell back into an exhausted sleep.

	He was forced rudely awake at dawn as Carl grabbed hold of his
naked body and flipped him over on his stomach. "On you knees girlie"
commanded Carl. The weakened she-boy was too slow in complying and
received a punch in the side. Edward gasped and Carl's rough hands
pulled him roughly upwards. Quickly Carl knelt behind the boy. He spit
twice in his hands and rubbed the gooey saliva around his dick head
and then placed his cock against Edward's bung hole. Still stiff and
sore from its invasion the previous night, Edward's ass could not
resist this second attack and Carl's rod lanced deep into the lad's
quivering anal sheath.

	Carl grasped Edward's hips as he fucked the lad doggy-style.
Edward gasped as the janitor's cock again probed deep into his ass.
Carl's hands moved higher and his fingers toyed with Edward's breast
mounds and the tight nipples that crowned them. As Carl's pecker slid
fully into Edward's ass, his large ball sac flopped and bounced
against Edward's own scrotum.

	Edward's dick once again responded lewdly, rising to its full
rigid length. As Carl's weight pressed into him, he found his own
strength waning and his knees collapsing under him. But this allowed
his own dick to slide along the sheets. Each time Carl penetrated him,
Edward's cock slid along the bedding, exciting it, teasing it.

	And again, as Carl spurted his rich thick cream deep into
Edward's bowels, Edward's own jizm sprayed across the bedding.

	Again, Carl dressed and left the room, but this time Edward
did not sleep. Rather, he rested and then struggled with his ropes,
which did not prove to be too difficult to untie.

	The door to the room was locked, but a window high in the wall
was open for ventilation.  Edward thought he could climb to it and
make his escape. But first he needed clothing; his own costume from
the previous evening's dress rehearsal was torn and tattered.

	The janitor had a grubby pair of overalls sprawled over a
chair, but Edward searched further. In the bottom of a closet he found
mountains and mountains of porno magazines, similar to those spread
about the floor of the room. Buried in one corner however, was a
cheerleaders skirt and sweater from a neighbouring high school. Edward
didn't want to even think about how Carl had obtained them. Further
digging past magazines with titles like Girls Who Drink Cum, Dog
Lovers, Black Dicks in Tiny White Teens, revealed a pair of girl's
sneakers that probably went with the cheerleader outfit and which
should fit him.

	Edward quickly donned the outfit and examined himself in the 
mirror. He would be passable once he washed his face and brushed his 
hair; he didn't want to be stopped by anyone or bothered with any 
questions until he got to the Bennett's house.

	He climbed to the window and made his escape.

	Edward tried not to hurry or to look upset as he walked the
ten blocks to the Bennett's house. Several people smiled and said
hello and a couple of teen boys even whistled at him. He had to hold
down his skirt since the wind would have picked it up and blown it
about. He had no panties or underwear and the teen boys would have
been shocked to see Edward's flaccid dick under his skirt.

	Finally he reached the Bennett's house and rang the door bell.

			   Chapter Three 
			     Comforted

	After a few moments, Edward pressed the bell again and almost
immediately the door was opened by a very attractive silver haired
woman. However, the silver hair was not a sign of age, but rather of
cosmetic preference. Joanna Bennett was barely thirty years of age and
looked even younger.  She was a tall woman but extremely attractive
with long slender legs, shapely thighs, a thin waist all leading up to
very well rounded large breasts. She was tastefully attired in a white
cashmere sweater above a tight black skirt that came to just below her
knees.

	"Julie! What's happened to you? We've been so worried!" she
said as she led the young boygirl into the house. "Harvey had an
important meeting out of town today  - he didn't want to go, but I
made him ... He was worried sick about you!"

	Edward flopped down on the couch, tears coming to his eyes.
"I'm not Julie" he cried. "I'm Edward, a boy. I'm not a girl. I'm not
Julie!". Joanna sat down beside the teen and pulled his head to her
shoulder. Edward sobbed against her for a while, until he calmed down.
Joanna finally quietened him and offered him a cigarette.

	Since he was in the Bennett house where he had lived as Julie
for many many weekends over the past several months, Edward
unconsciously slipped into his Julie persona, demurely crossing his
legs and wiping his eyes with a tissue as he related to Joanna the
horrors of the last twenty-four hours.

	Julie was at first hesitant about revealing what had happened
between her and Harvey, but Joanna told her that Harvey had recounted
everything when he had come home, and she heartily approved. "I like
you a lot, Julie. I think of you as more than just our "niece". And if
you were able to make Harvey happy, I'm pleased. And if you enjoyed
your experience, I'm happy for you. If you're going to play the part
of a girl, you have to understand all of the emotions."

	But Joanna had become angry when Julie recounted her horrible
experience with Carl the janitor. As Julie haltingly related the first
brutal sodomy she underwent, she again broke into tears and Joanna
cuddled her close, holding Julie's head to her soft bosom until the
sobs died away.  Finally Julie finished her story and appeared to be
in better spirits for having told it.

	"Harvey won't be back until this evening. Then I'll tell him
about Carl for you and you'll never be bothered by that dreadful man
again. Now, it's time to get you cleaned up. I bet you haven't had a
decent wash in the last couple of days. And I want to check you out,
make sure that Carl didn't do you any permanent harm."

	Edward/Julie went into his/her room and removed the
cheerleader outfit which he had found in Carl's dirty room. As he put
on a dressing gown he caught sight of himself in the full length
mirror. He looked a mess, despite his earlier efforts to make himself
presentable. And the strangest thing was, remembering back to Harvey's
comments the previous night, his breasts did seem to be a bit larger
than he remembered them being a few months earlier.  And why did he
think of them as breasts? Edward/Julie was confused.

	He tied up the robe and went to the bathroom where Joanna had
run the bath water. He had removed the robe and was getting ready to
step in the water when Joanna knocked on the door and then entered
without waiting for his reply. Embarrassed, he tried to cover his
groin with his hands.

	"Don't be coy, Julie," said Joanna. "I've seen many a pretty
girl, and boy, without their clothes. Besides, I need to see part of
you a bit more closely. Bend over."

	Reluctantly, Julie bent over, her naked ass presented to
Joanna's view.  Joanna spread Julie's ass cheeks and peered at her
pucker. She lubricated her finger with some jelly and gently pushed it
inside Julie's asshole. It came out clean, no blood.

	Julie felt extremely uncomfortable having Joanna's finger
pushed up her butt, but was relieved when Joanna told her that there
had been no permanent damage.

	Swiftly Julie stepped into the tub and sank below the fragrant
bath bubbles.

	"Do you want me to stay and help you wash your hair and scrub
your back?" asked Joanna.

	"If ... if you like" replied Julie.

	"Well, if I'm going to, I'd better get rid of these!" said
Joanna as she removed her expensive sweater. She left the room
momentarily to put the sweater away. When she returned, Julie was
startled to see her removing her bra and tossing it aside. Her large
firm breasts were perfectly formed and had enormous areoles. Julie
gasped at the sight of all that tit flesh.

	"Ah, you like my breasts! Well, I do too!" said Joanna as she
slowly rubbed the palms of her hands across them, her nipples
tightening and standing straight up. "But let's take care of your
bath, shall we!"

	Julie could feel the sexual tension building between he/she
and Joanna as Joanna knelt beside the tub and helped to scrub Julie
clean. At one point Joanna soaped up a sponge and then rubbed down
Julie's chest. As the sponge brushed across Julie's nipples she felt
an electric charge run through her body. "Oh, they're looking so
nice!" said Joanna as she quickly flicked a fingernail across one of
Julie's erect nipples.

	When Joanna scrubbed down Julie's back, she did not do it from
behind Julie's back but rather knelt in front of her and reached
around behind. Julie's face was buried in the cleavage between
Joanna's large breasts and she couldn't help but poke out her tongue
to lick a bit of sweat off the large tit mound. Feeling the wetness of
the young teen's tongue, Joanna paused in her back washing and turned
so that her right nipple easily plopped between Julie's lips.

	"Oh yes! Suck on it baby. Suck mama's hard nipper" and Julie
did.  Eagerly her tongue swirled around Joanna's large brown nipple,
her lips latched on tightly and she tried to suck in as much of the
silver haired woman's bosom as she could. Joanna moaned with joy but
pulled back.  But only momentarily as she then pulled Julie's head to
her other breast.

	"Do you like that Julie, do you like sucking on my breasts?"
Joanna asked. Julie nodded, but was careful not to release the nipple.
"Do you like sucking my nipples better than you liked sucking Harvey's
cock?" Julie ignored the question and continued sucking, her hands now
joining her lips, toying with Joanna's other inch long protuberance.

	Meanwhile, Joanna dove one hand beneath the bathwater and
found Julie's dick. It was hard and throbbing. Joanna squeezed it and
began to slowly jack on it. Julie groaned.

	"Perhaps we should towel you off and move this bit of fun into
the other room" suggested Joanna. She lifted the young she-boy to her
feet. As Julie stepped out of the tub, with Joanna's fist still
wrapped around her penis, Julie turned her head up and Joanna locked
her lips to the young teen's. Their tongues fought a fierce battle
before they broke to take a breath.

	Joanna slowly towelled off the youngster and then helped her
to pat some baby powder all over her body. Then Joanna led Julie to
the living room where she set the naked he-girl down on the couch.
Joanna, still clad in her skirt, stockings and shoes sat beside her.
The two clinched in a passionate embrace, again trading tongues and
groping at each other's breasts before Joanna pushed Julie back and
told her to relax.

	Joanna's fingers slowly traced their way around Julie's taut
nipples.  "Oh, I just love your little nubbins. They look just so
right on you." Julie shivered. "I have a bit of a confession, Julie,"
said Joanna. "While you've been staying with us you've been drinking
your protein juice drink.  Well, protein isn't all that it contained.
I've been spiking your drink with female hormones, to help you play
your part better, to better learn the part of the girl for the play
..."

	"That's why my nipples have been so sensitive? That's why
Harvey called them breasts!"

	"Yes, that's certainly one of the effects they will have
caused. Also, if you had any facial hair it may have stopped growing,
your skin has become softer, you have become much more emotional ..."

	"Yes, I've certainly noticed that!"

	"But I'm pleased that it hasn't affected you down here at
all!" said Joanna as she again grasped Julie's cock and tenderly
stroked her hand up and down its erect shaft. "Hmmmm. You have such a
pretty cock. It must be at least seven inches!"

	"Ooooo, don't stop Joanna. That feels so good!"

	"Have you ever had your cock sucked Julie? Have any of your
girlfriends ever wrapped their lips around your thick weenie?" Joanna
teased.

	"No, oh no Joanna! I've ... I've never really had a
girlfriend. I've hardly ever even kissed a girl!"

	"If I suck on your penis, will you promise to suck me off when
I'm through?"

	"Oh yes, I'd love to lick your pussy, Joanna!"

	Joanna sank to the floor and pushed Julie's knees wide apart.
Julie's manly cock bobbed up and down just inches in front of Joanna's
ruby painted lips. Her hands still pushing Julie's thighs apart,
Joanna captured the knob of Julie's rod between her lips and vacuumed
it in, savouring the flavour of the young boy-girl's pre-cum. Joanna
slid her mouth down the full length of Julie's dick, opening her
throat so that it continued down her gullet until Joanna's nose rested
deep in Julie's pubic hair.

	Julie moaned "Oh god, Joanna. That feels wonderful!"

	Joanna slid her face back off of Julie's dick so that it
sprang free and slapped against the teen's belly. Joanna dove beneath
the waving prong and sucked first one and then the other of Julie's
nuts deep into her mouth, gently chewing on them. She wrapped one fist
around Julie's rod and began pumping it vigorously as she teased the
underside of Julie's glans with quick licks of her tongue.

	Julie was thrashing about on the couch. Her sexual immaturity
showed in that she was not going to hold her orgasm for very long.
Joanna could feel the cum rising from the she-teen's balls.  At
Joanna's urging, Julie grasped her own hard nipples between her
fingernails and squeezed them.  Julie cried out again at the intense
pleasure and her cock began to shoot its wad into Joanna's mouth.

	Joanna wrapped her lips around Julie's pole and hungrily
sucked all of the he-girl's seed down her throat. At last Julie
stopped ejaculating and Joanna sat down beside the exhausted teen.

			  Chapter Four 
		      Surprises and Delights

	"You gave me a good load of your jism, sweet Julie" said
Joanna as she pushed the teen's short blonde hair back from her eyes.
"Harvey always wants me to drink as much of his cum as I can. He
thinks it'll help my breasts grow even larger. What do you think, do I
need larger tits?"

	"Oh no, Joanna, your tits, uh, breasts, are just fine!"

	"Would you like breasts like these, Julie?" asked Joanna as
she slowly rolled her left nipple between thumb and forefinger? "Would
you like to be a girl and have nice large titties that men just love
to suck on?"

	"Stop fooling around, Joanna. I may play at being a girl for
the sake of the play, but what you're saying is ridiculous!"

	"Is it Julie? Is it really? Here, let me show you something."
Joanna stood up and pulled Julie up also. She then pushed Julie down
to the floor until Julie was kneeling in front of her, the young he-
slut's face just inches from Joanna's skirt covered crotch.

	"You remember what I was telling you about your protein drink
and the female hormones we had dosed it with? Well, if we increased
the dosage and started injections, it could work wonders for you
darling!" Joanna said as she removed her skirt. Now she faced Julie
with just her panties and stockings on, and a strange thong wrapped
around her waist.

	"Wha .. what do you mean Joanna? What are you talking about?"

	"This, my sweet Julie!" said Joanna as she slid her panties
off and undid the cock harness she was wearing. Julie was shocked as
the harness came loose and Joanna's own cock waved in front of Julie's
face. "Yes, Julie, that's right, I have a pretty cock too.  And it's
time for you to suck me!"

	Joanna grasped Julie's head and pulled it forward. The tip of
Joanna's pre-cum slickened half-erect cock brushed against Julie's
lips. Julie opened her lips and Joanna's dickhead slid inside her warm
mouth.

	"Yes, Julie, suck on my dick. Oh god, it's been so long since
I've been sucked by anyone so pretty! Yes, that's it, use your tongue.
Suck on it baby, suck it good."

	Julie was flabbergasted. Joanna was a man! Or was a woman,
with a man's dick! Or was a .... Julie didn't know what to think. Her
face stuffed full of hot throbbing dick, she looked up, past Joanna's
heaving breasts, to Joanna's lovely face. Joanna smiled at Julie,
before she grasped Julie's head and began to fuck her dick slowly but
determinedly in and out of Julie's lips.

	"Use your teeth, Julie. Just close your teeth a bit so that
they scrape my glans as I fuck your face. YESSSSS! Oh, that's it sweet
baby! Just hold your mouth right there and Aunt Joanna will take care
of the rest."

	Julie was surprised to feel her own dick getting hard again as
the silver haired woman fucked her mouth. Julie's tongue kept busy
licking and tasting Joanna's meat stick and swallowing the sticky
pre-cum that leaked from Joanna's piss hole.

	Joanna fell back onto the couch and pulled Julie with her.
Julie groaned as the hard dick temporarily pulled free from her mouth,
but soon she was lying on her back on the couch and Joanna's thick rod
pushed once again at the she-boy's lips. Julie opened wide and
lovingly accepted the man-pole as it slid once again deep into her
mouth.

	Joanna had positioned them in a sixty-nine position and once
again eagerly slurped Julie's rigid member into her own mouth. As she
fisted and sucked on the youth's penis, she noticed that Julie once
again shook and trembled, lost in her feminine ecstasy. But she didn't
want to suck the teen dry this time. She had other plans for this hard
member. As Julie was about to shoot her scum load again, she squeezed
the prick tightly, cutting off the orgasm. Julie cried out in
frustration. But only momentarily, for Joanna had reached her own
peak.

	Joanna gave a strong grunt and pushed her dick as far into
Julie's mouth as she could. Her dick began to spray thick loads of
slimy cum into the she-boy's mouth. Julie began to choke, then
swallowed a load of cum. She swallowed again, and kept swallowing
until all the load had disappeared, except the strands of jiz that had
leaked out her lips and down her chin.

	Finally, Joanna drew her wilting cock out of Julie's mouth and
pulled her to her feet. "Oh, you were so hot dear. You'll make a
wonderful girl!" Joanna pressed her lips to the young teen's, licking
up her own cum from Julie's chin.

	"Suck me some more, Joanna. I want to cum again!" said Julie
as she began to fist her own rod, masturbating and trying to reach an
orgasm again.

	"I've got better plans for that impressive little prick of
yours, Julie.  I want you to fuck me with it," And as she said so,
Joanna turned over onto her back and spread her thighs. Her own penis
lay curled in a neat lump on her groin. But below her nuts, was her
asshole. But surely, thought Julie, she can't mean that she WANTS me
to shove my penis in there.  That hurts!

	As if reading her mind, Joanna told her, "Don't worry dear, it
won't hurt me a bit, in fact it feels heavenly. Just like having my
own pussy. It doesn't have to hurt dear, not like what Carl did to
you! Here, take some of this," said Joanna, handing Julie a jar of
vaseline. "Now rub some around your dick. That's it, juice it up, make
it good and slick. Now, take a gob and place it on my pucker there."

	Following Joanna's directions, Julie rubbed the vaseline
around Joanna's asshole and even pushed a fair bit inside. Julie was
surprised to see how easily her finger slid deep inside Joanna's butt.
In fact, Julie got so into it that before she knew it she had three
fingers sliding in and out of Joanna's ass. "Oooo, that feels so nice,
Julie. But we'll save this for another time. Right now I want your
hard cock in there. Are you ready, honey?"

	Julie nodded and knelt between the silver haired vixen's
parted thighs.  Joanna scrunched closer so that her ass was elevated
and her asshole was easily accessible.  "Put it in me Julie. Oh god,
I need a fuck!"

	Julie positioned the head of her dick at Joanna's anal pucker
and braced herself for a tussle, but as she pushed, her dick head slid
easily past Joanna's anal hole and started to slide easily inside.
"Push it in, deeper, ... oh yes, all the way in! Eeeeeeee! Oh YES!!!"
cried Joanna.

	In a matter of seconds, Julie's prick was buried entirely in
Joanna's poop chute. "Oh yes! It feels so wonderful to be so full!
Leave it there for a minute honey. Don't move. I want to savour it
..... Okay, now. Start pulling out and pushing back in!"

	Under Joanna's tutelage, Julie leaned forward, putting her
weight on her hands beside Joanna's shoulders. This placed a good deal
of her weight also on Joanna's thighs each time that Julie plunged her
dick into the older woman, but Joanna relished the extra depth that
Julie attained this way.

	It was a good thing that Julie had already orgasmed once, for
Joanna's anal canal was so tight around her shaft that in no time she
was ready to shoot again. But each time she began to piston
frantically, Joanna slowed her down, relaxed her. Joanna had to build
to her own shattering climax. And she did.

	Soon, Joanna's head was thrashing about wildly as Julie pumped
her dick furiously in and out, up and down, deeeeep into Joanna's ass.
Suddenly, Joanna's dick began pumping thick wads of jism across her
chest, splashing against her heaving breasts. Julie thrust mightily
and buried her dick deep in Joanna's ass and held it there as scalding
scum erupted from her own dick, spraying the silver harlots innards.

	Julie collapsed on top of Joanna, mashing Joanna's sticky cum
between them. As they both rested, Julie's dick slowly slid out of
Joanna's stretched asshole.

	"That was wild!" said Julie. "You really enjoyed that! I
couldn't believe how easily you took my dick up your ass!"

	"Practice makes perfect" replied Joanna. "All you have to do
is relax.  It might hurt a tiny bit at first, but oooohhh does it
start to feel good!"

	"I ... I don't know if I could, not after what Carl ...."

	"You've heard what they say about getting right back up on the
horse ..."

	"Well, maybe in a bit. I don't know"

	"You just relax. Neither of us is quite ready for another go
around quite yet. Just sit back, I'll get us a couple of robes and
some coffee."

	The two women (!) sat and relaxed for the next half hour, each
wearing a flimsy robe which neither bothered to tie up. Any unknowing
man would have died to catch a glimpse of the two foxy females
lounging with their robes open revealing a magnificent pair of tits,
in one case, and a delicate chest with newly budding breasts, in the
other case, but would have been shocked at the thick penises that were
curled up in the groin of each woman!

	To satisfy Julie's curiosity, Joanna told her a bit about her
past.  Joanna had originally been a boy named George who had been a
good boy from fine parents. But the parents had died suddenly when
George was twelve and George had run wild in foster homes. At the age
of fifteen he had been involved in a gang rape of two twelve year old
girls. He had been the only one caught and had not ratted on the rest
of the boys.

	The judge had decided to teach George a lesson and had sent
him to a reformatory, but an unusual one. He had been sent to Mistress
Coco's School for Wayward Boys.  George's life there had been highly
unusual, for Mistress Coco's method of "reforming" boys was to
transform them, to all outward appearances and mannerisms, into girls.

	Joanna became a shemale, a girl with a penis. She had rebelled
at first, but had come to love the life of a girl. She had all the
benefits of being pampered and waited on. Sexually she had the best of
both worlds, the cock of a man and the looks, tits and pussy (her
nether-pussy) of a woman.

	Joanna could have become the mistress of a wealthy man, but
had fallen in love with Harvey Bennett, who had come to the school one
day a week to teach acting, character and poise to the transformed
boys.

	And Harvey had fallen for her. When she left the school, they
had married and moved here.

	Joanna told Julie that she would be surprised if she knew just
how many shemales there were around. In fact, one of Julie's female
teachers at school had once been a man, and then a shemale. But she
had chosen to have the final operation. Her penis had been removed and
she was now fully a woman!

	"And you're saying that if I just keep taking these hormones
..." asked Julie.

	"Oh, no. It's not quite that simple," replied Joanna. "The
hormones are a start, until you are sure that you want to undergo the
full transformation. Once you decide that you want to become a girl,
or just a shemale like me, there will be hours of counselling,
cosmetic surgery, bust implants - if you want them ..."

	"And you think this is right for me? You think that I should
become a girl?"

	"Oh yes Julie. And you'll make such a pretty girl. Harvey and
I have watched you. We've seen how you don't fit in with the other
boys. We've seen how much you've enjoyed your weekends with us, while
you've been Julie. I know this is right for you, sweet Julie."

	"Now, just lie back and relax. It's time for your final
entertainment of the evening!" said Joanna.

	Julie lay back as instructed, after removing her gown. Joanna
dropped her robe to the floor and lay atop Julie, but in such a
position that her large breasts were at Julie's head level. She placed
her left nipple at Julie's mouth and commanded her to suck. As Julie
eagerly lapped at Joanna's large aureola, Joanna teased and stroked
Julie's own small breast nubbins.

	"Wouldn't it be wonderful to have breasts like mine, Julie?
You could drive men crazy!  Oooo, yes, lick it good, dear!" But Joanna
pulled her nipple free as she scooched down further on the couch. The
women's lips locked together briefly in a tender kiss and then
Joanna's head travelled further down to where her own teeth grated
across Julie's nipples.  She slowly sucked on each in turn.

	"Yes, Joanna, yes! That feels wonderful" And as Joanna's lips
toyed with the she-boy's nipples, her hand grasped the blonde teen's
cock and began to fist it. Julie arched her back in bliss!

	Soon Joanna's mouth engulfed Julie's rod as Julie's fingers
began to strum her own nipples.  But Joanna dwelled on Julie's rigid
rod only briefly as her lips travelled further down still. Joanna
pushed Julie's thighs up and over until her knees mashed against her
breast mounds. Julie's young asshole was presented for Joanna's
caresses. Joanna slowly licked her way around Julie's ball sac and
slowly circled Julie's anal pucker with her tongue. Then she
tentatively licked her tongue across the he-girl's nether eye and
finally pushed her tongue inside.

	Julie cried out in amazement as Joanna inserted her tongue
fully an inch and a half up Julie's rear end. Joanna's fingers joined
her tongue as she probed at Julie's hole, tongue and fingers taking
turns at invading the teen's forbidden territory. Then Joanna scooped
some jelly onto her fingers and began to work the lubricant into
Julie's hole.

	Julie groaned, partly in fear as two of Joanna's fingers
invaded her deeply, as far as Joanna's fingers could reach. "Yes,
Julie, just relax, you're going to enjoy this." Joanna knelt back and
slowly lubricated her own hard dick. Julie was still totally shocked
by the sight of the erect penis springing from the thighs of the
beautiful woman.

	Julie spread her thighs wide as Joanna approached her target.
Joanna placed the head of her dick against Julie's asshole and pushed.
Slowly, surely, steadily, inch after thick inch of Joanna's throbbing
shemale meat disappeared into Julie. Julie stiffened. She felt full,
so very very full, and even fuller as Joanna continued to push into
her.

	Then suddenly, she was completely full. Joanna had pushed her
entire eight inches into Julie's bung hole. Joanna lay atop Julie and
their mouths met. They kissed passionately. Then Joanna began to pull
back out and Julie felt hollow. Joanna began to pump her dick in and
out of the young shemale's nether pussy.

	"Oh, Joanna. It hurts, but only a very little bit. But it also
feels good, so very very good!  Oh, Joanna, it wasn't like this with
Carl at all!!" Julie licked her lips.  This felt heavenly. To be
filled so completely. She loved the feel of Joanna's cock travelling
up and down her ass chute. Oh yes!!!! Julie wrapped her legs around
Joanna's waist and began to push and pull with Joanna. And she began
to squeeze her ass muscles, not to repulse the meaty invader, but to
stroke it, to squeeze it, to make it pump its hot load of cum.

	And with a grunt, Joanna buried her rod deep into Julie's
bowels and began to moan uncontrollably. Julie's own rod, trapped
between the two shemale bodies, began to pump its own thick load of
semen across their chests as she felt the warm splashing of Joanna's
hot cream shooting into her bowels.

	This feels so wonderful, thought Julie as tears came to her
face. Oh yes, I love this she thought as another jet of Joanna's scuz
blasted inside her. Julie began to cry uncontrollably, from joy.

Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
From: an175439@anon.penet.fi
Date: Fri, 27 Jan 1995 15:39:11 UTC
Subject: Tawny - Birth of a Shemale (3/3)

			     Sweet Julie
			  Birth of a Shemale
		       by Mistress Tawny Suede
			     Part 3 of 3
			    Chapter Five
		To Harvey, With Love (and a little KY)

	Harvey Bennett returned home at about 10:00 pm that evening.
As he walked in the door, Joanna got up from the couch, poured him a
stiff drink of whisky and met him just as he removed his coat. He had
barely got out "Hi honey" before her mouth met his and her tongue
slipped deep into his mouth.

	"Whew! That's great, but don't I get to sit down?"

	"No, as a matter of fact, you don't! Here drink this," said
Joanna, a coy smile on her face.

	"What's up? Say did you hear from Julie at all?" he asked,
draining his glass.

	"Take a look in the bedroom," replied Joanna.

	Harvey went to the master bedroom and opened the door. Sitting
on the bed, half under the covers, reading a romance paperback, was
Julie. Joanna had spent several hours preparing her for this moment.
Her blonde hair was washed, permed and set. Her makeup was delicately
applied, highlighting her high cheek bones and her pouting mouth. Her
lipstick was a delicate shade of rose, and her hint of eye shadow was
green. She had been adorned with a light fragrant perfume. From her
newly pierced ears dangled thin delicate feather earrings. Her finger
and toe nails were a bright crimson. She was clad only in a sheer
white teddy and was obviously a bit cool, or aroused, because her tiny
nipples, which had been lightly lipsticked to add colour, were tightly
aroused into erect nubbins.

	"Julie? You look beautiful!" was all that Harvey said as he
sat on the edge of the bed.

	Julie said nothing. She just looked tenderly into her
teacher's eyes as she drew his head down and placed her lips to his.
Her mouth opened as their lips met and she slipped her tongue into his
mouth, gently. He sucked in her tongue avidly, as his hands went to
her barely budding breasts. Julie moaned as his fingers tweaked her
right nipple.

	Julie pushed Harvey back so that he stood beside the bed. She
undid his belt and pulled his pants down. Harvey's rising penis bulged
his underwear. Julie pushed the underpants down and eagerly grasped
Harvey's hardening cock. Hungrily she pulled it to her lips and
engulfed the glans, her tongue washing over it, lubricating his thick
penis. But she did not keep his cock in her mouth; rather, she licked
her way up and down his shaft, moistening it, readying it.  For she
had another purpose in mind.

	Julie drew Harvey up onto the bed and spread her legs wide.
She positioned him between her thighs and lifted her legs high,
presenting herself for him. Julie wanted to thank the man who had
opened her eyes to a new life.

	Harvey looked at Julie's delicate rosebud pucker and smiled.
She had slickened herself for him. She was primed and ready. Harvey
hunched forward and readied his dick.  He placed it in position and
pushed. His cock head slid easily into Julie's rectum.

	Julie cried out, "Please, Harvey. Fuck me. I want you so
badly" as he slammed his dick deep into her. Julie's teeth bit into
his shoulder as a shudder ran through her body. Over her shoulder she
caught sight of Joanna standing in the doorway, panting, with one hand
strumming her taut nipple and the other fisting her dick.

	Julie was ecstatic as another surge of pleasure racked her
body.

			     Epilogue 
		    Training the Next Generation

	Julie closed the photo album, a smile on her face. She didn't
know why she had chosen to pick it up and browse. She could have found
many other means of passing the time while she waited for Justine to
bring her drink upstairs. Ooooo. Thinking of Justine made her cock
twitch deliciously.

	The album had made the memories flood back. She held the book
tightly to her large breasts as she quickly thought back over the ten
years since that day she had moved in permanetly with the Bennetts as
their niece. She had enjoyed her two years there, and then all the
excitement of her four years at Easterbrook College and her stay at
the Tau Iota Tau sorority, with all the other girls like her. All the
mischief that she and her roommates had gotten up to.

	But, as Harvey and Joanna had wished, she had pursued her
drama and acting classes and had then come here to New York where she
had landed a juicy part in a large Broadway production.

	It was only a year later that she had won the starring role in
the play she was now in, and tonight! ... Tonight she had just won a
Tony as best actress! Her acceptance speech on stage had been
emotional, especially with Harvey and Joanna sitting in the audience!

	And now, resting here at home, ready to go to the big
celebration party, all she could think about was how horny she was and
how she deserved a special treat. How lucky she was to have a husband
like Trevor who understood her needs. Just as Julie lit another
cigarette, there was a polite knock on her bedroom door and Justine,
the black maid, brought in a silver tray bearing her martini. Julie
stubbed out her cigarette as she took the drink.

	"Will that be all, ma'am?" asked Justine.

	"No, Justine, I don't think so. Tell me, how is your progress
at the school? Are you learning your lessons well?" Justine was only
eighteen years old and was on loan to Trevor and Julie for domestic
training; on loan from Mistress Coco's School for Wayward Boys. She
had only arrived three days earlier and Julie had not yet had a chance
to inspect her.

	"Yes, ma'am." the negress answered. "May I please go now?"

	"No. I don't think so. Justine, I want you to strip for me."
At the startled look on the maid's face, Julie continued, "No, I don't
mean in time to music. Just take off your clothes"

	Reluctantly and slowly, Justine removed all of her clothes,
though Julie stopped her from removing her garter belt and stockings.
The black girl was very pretty when she blushed. Julie stepped forward
and slowly carressed the maid's small breasts. "These look very nice
on you Justine. Are you glad to have these breasts?"

	"Oh, yes, ma'am. And I want them to be so much bigger!"

	Julie then reached down and grasped the black shemale's cock.
"And you have such a large cock too, Justine. What's a girl like you
doing with a prick like this?"

	Justine just smiled in embarrassment.

	Julie pushed Justine to her knees and slowly removed her own
dress.  Justine had no hint of what lay waiting for her until Julie
removed her own cock harness and withdrew her long penis from where it
had been tucked between her thighs.

	Justine gasped. "Mmmmm ... Mistress Julie! You ... you have a
cock too!"

	"Oh yes, Justine. A nice big thick cock. And it's all for you.
Suck it Justine. Put it in your mouth and suck my hard cock!"

	As the black maid began to slurp and lick Julie's thick shaft,
Julie thought about how truly wonderful life was!

			  The End (For Now!)