From news.ICSI.Net!news.sprintlink.net!worldlinx.com!clio.trends.ca!news.io.org!news1.io.org!winternet.com!dimensional.com!news.wizard.com!imci4!newsfeed.internetmci.com!EU.net!news.eunet.fi!anon.penet.fi Sat Feb 10 19:47:45 1996 Message-ID: <081416Z08021996@anon.penet.fi> Path: news.ICSI.Net!news.sprintlink.net!worldlinx.com!clio.trends.ca!news.io.org!news1.io.org!winternet.com!dimensional.com!news.wizard.com!imci4!newsfeed.internetmci.com!EU.net!news.eunet.fi!anon.penet.fi Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.tg From: an121917@anon.penet.fi X-Anonymously-To: alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.tg Organization: Anonymous forwarding service Reply-To: an121917@anon.penet.fi Date: Thu, 8 Feb 1996 08:10:41 UTC Subject: New - TG/Hypno - Mind - Part 8 of 8 Lines: 377 Xref: news.ICSI.Net alt.sex.stories:126316 alt.sex.stories.tg:2172 MIND.TXT by Waldo This is a story about hypnosis, transgender, and identity swapping. It includes a lot of sex. If you are underage or those concepts bother you, don't read it. Chapter 11 On the drive home the next morning, I kept thinking that I am having the wierdiest dream. I had just fucked my wife, who doesn't think that she is my wife. I am on my way home to my wife's best friend, who thinks that she is my wife. And when I fucked my wife, it was not her that I was fucking. I have spent the last seven years of my life in bed with her and she never put out like that before. It was almost as if she really was someone else. When I walked into the kitchen, I could smell fresh coffee and knew that Steph was already up. I looked out onto the patio and she was exercising. Because our back yard is fenced in, she was naked. I poured a cup of coffe and walked out back. "Did you leave her with a smile on her face?" she asked as she did deep knee bends. I sat down and took a sip of coffee before I answered "Yes." "How would you feel if she moved in with us. I know that she gets very lonesome in that big house. If she rented it out, she could save a lot of money." she said continuining her up and down motion, not paying any attention to me staring at her jiggling naked boobs. "How did you do last night?" I asked, ignorning her question. "Amanda left with the blonde. I came home and crashed." she said as she laid on a mat and started doing sit-ups. "Do you think that it will hurt our marriage if she moves in here?" I finally said in response to her question. "Not as long as you remember that I am your wife and get first option on your services. Our sex life would probably change somewhat. Val likes to watch other people have sex and would sometimes be happy to just watch us. And she would want you to visit her bedroom on a frequent basis. And we could have some interesting threesomes. She also has some lesibian tendencies that she has kept hid for a long time. You might see some of that." she grunted as she exercised. "Would you eat her?" I asked. She stopped long enough to reply "If I like her enough to lend her my husband, then I would probably see how far up her cunt, I could get my tongue." before she resumed her exercising. ****** Amanda called and we compared notes. She was satisifed with the way things were going. I told her about my confusion. She laughed and said that was to be expected. Just hang in and everything will work out. I dressed for work. When I walked back into the house, Val was at work. She looked up at me and blushed as she said "Good mo-morning. Thank you for waking me before you left. Mo-most men would just get up and slip out." Steph walked in just then and laughed as she saw a hicky on Val's neck. The telephone rang and she answered it. As I listened to her, I though about how much my life had changed in the last two weeks. Looking and listening to Steph, it was her that I was seeing and hearing. Except that she was no longer flat chested and our sex life had greatly improved. I looked at Val and could not see any of the old Steph in her. She had become Val just as much as the real Val had become my Steph. They had become each other, except for some differences. What do I do, when it is time to restore them back to who they are really? ***** The next week passed quickly. One night we had a threesome and I watched as they sixty-nined each other while I recovered. I pumped Steph full of my cum and watched as Val cleaned her out, while Steph used her tongue on me. Another day was a slow work day and I fucked Steph on the patio, while Val watched from the kitchen. She could have come out, but she liked hiding as she watched us. And on another slow day, I fucked Val in her car's backseat. We pulled it into the garage and undressed each other as we climbed into the backseat. I still have a stiff neck. Didn't see much of Amanda because she was finishing up some business before opening her doors. I called over once and Donna answered the phone. Val moved in with us. She moved into the guest bedroom. She has decided to have surgery. She and Steph went to a doctor and while the doctor can't build some boobs the size that Val wants, she will have some boobs for the first time. She also wants to have a little work done on her face. She wants some cheekbones, which would make her look just like Steph. They look a lot alike now but most people don't notice it because of the way they dress and the hair styles. If she has this done, she will be a mirror image of the way that Steph looks now. So I called Amanda and told her that I needed to talk to her. She gave me her address and suggested that I come over to her place. Donna met me at the door. She was wearing only a black bra, black panties and a garter belt, holding up mid-thigh hose. She hugged me as if we were long time friends and held my arm tight as she led me back to Amanda's den. Amanda was reading a magazine but she was only wearing a cream colored bikini bathing suit. She stood when I came and gave me another big welcome hug and then led me out onto the patio, while Donna went to fix us some drinks. After Donna left us, Amanda said "Donna is not happy unless she is someone's slave and is treated like a piece of shit. It's going to take several months to re- build her low self-esteem and get her where she doesn't need someone else to tell her how to live. So if our relationship surprises you, it is because that is what I need to do, to establish the bond that I need, before I can help her. How are our girls doing?" "Val wants a boob job and some facial work that will make her look more like Steph." I said. I was sitting on a patio chair, with no arms. Amanda handed me a bottle of skin lotion and asked "Would you mind putting some of this on me. My skin gets too dry in this weather." I took the lotion and she sat down on my lap and bent forward, lifting her shoulder length hair forward so I could get to her shoulder. I put some lotion in my hand and she reached behind her and pulled the top bow, releasing the bikini top. As I rubbed the lotion into her back, she said "Steph is adapting quite well. Now that she is not carrying the memories of her childhood rape, she has developed a very rounded personality. When I return her memory, she will be able to see how relaxed and comfortable she was with that personality. She will snap out of the shell that she has hid behind all of her life." I had been applying lotion to Amanda's back and she stood and turned so that she was facing me. Then she stepped forward, spread her legs around my legs and sat back down on my lap, so that her legs were wrapped around my hips, and her beautiful bouncing nipples were inches from my face. She rested her arms on my shoulders. While I stared at her perfect tits, she continued "My front needs lotion also, please. Val is the one that needs the most work. She hates her body. I expected her to want to re-shape the way that she looks. After she has surgery, she should be more comfortable. Her main problem is, that she does not get turned on by normal sex. She gets more satisfaction from being a voyeur and has some lesibian tendencies. I think that when everyone is restored and given the opportunity to become who they really want to be, that the real Val will want to be your woman, while the real Steph will want her to be your woman. The real Steph will move into the spare room so that she can watch and participate when she wants to. By having her own room, she can watch and then have a personal place where she can masturbate after observing her two best friends. Will you be able to live with that?" I was taking my time and rubbing the lotion on her breasts. I nodded my head yes and she smiled. Her voice changed timbre and became a little husky as she continued "I know from very personal experience that she will be happy with her breast job, but won't be satisfied yet. She has nothing there and will require small implants to stretch the skin. After the skin has slowly stretched, the next operation will put larger implants in. The skin will have to slowly stretch again and the next operation, puts the correct shape and sag into the boobs. Some women only have one operation and wind up looking like they have a frisbee under their skin. How do you like my breasts?" "They are very nice. They feel real and look real. If you hadn't told me about your sex change, I would think that they were the real thing." I replied as I finished my lotion. She smiled at me and stood up. She took my hand and pulled me to my feet and started walking toward her outdoor hot tub. She climbed into it and sat down before she commanded "Join me. Take your clothes off. If you insist, I will shut my eyes so that I don't see that you have a wee-wee between your legs." I hestitated only for a moment and then undressed. After I climbed into the tub and sat down, she changed positions so that she was sitting immediately to my left. Under the water, her right hand was gentely stroking and squeezing my left leg. I felt the wonderful sensation of her fingernails, tracing random patterns on my leg. I knew that I was getting an erection but hoped that she couldn't see it under the water. "Thank you for the compliment. I work hard to look and act like a natural woman. You never did tell me if my suggestion worked on you, when you were on your trip?" she laughed. I was about to bit my lip to get some self-control back. Here I was sitting naked in a hot tub with her. I had a very hard erection and her fingers were teasing my leg, as my eyes feasted on her breasts floating just below the water line. I said simply "Yes." She smiled and her hand moved further up my leg and flirted around my pubic hair as she said "How did you take me?" I knew that I couldn't lie to her. I said "I repeatly filled every hole that you had. I pretended that my hand was your mouth, your pussy, your ass and even your hand." Her hand was now teasing and bearly touching my hard erection. Her voice was very husky now and she asked quietly "Did you enjoy it when I did this to you?" as her hand wrapped around my hard cock and she slowly started stroking it. I jerked from her touch. I wanted her but I knew that this time, would be by her rules. Next time is my rules. She said "John, I am extremly bi-sexual and enjoy sex with men and women. With my body and looks, I can get almost any man or woman that I want. But I am a little old fashioned and like to have long relationships. I would like you to be my man. I would like to be able to slip into bed with you and to sleep beside you, knowing that we have a very special relationship. I would like to make love to you and to have you make love to me. I would like to make love to Val and Steph and you at the same time but I can't do that with them as long as they are my patients, so that will have to wait several more months. But I could be a woman for you now. Do you want me to show you how much of a woman I can be?" I wanted her. At that moment, I didn't care if her name was Lorena Bobbitt. I grunted yes. She floated off of her seat and into my arms. Her arms wrapped around my neck and her mouth opened for my searching tongue as her warm and firm nipples pressed against my chest. As we kissed, she helped me rise and to climb out of the tub so that I was lying on the deck. As soon as I was flat on my back, her face dropped to my cock. I started to twist and change positions so that I could pull her bikini bottoms off but she stopped me. She took my whole hard cock into her mouth and slowly swallowed it. Then she eased it back out slowly until only the head was floating on her tongue, which was licking and teasing my head as she slowly sucked on it. Then she took it all back into her mouth and throat. For the next several minutes, I just laid there and experienced the most intensive sensations. When I felt the load building up, she sensed it also and sucked the tip as she stroked the shaft. I exploded into her mouth as she sucked me dry. As she cleaned and swallowed the last drops of my cum, she looked at me and said "Am I woman enough for you?" I pulled her face to mine and gave her a deep kiss as an answer. My hands were squeezing her boobs. When we finished our passionate embrace, I said "I want you. I want to be inside you. I want to feel my cock throbing from being squeezed by your internal muscles." She pulled away a little and said "You know some of my story. You see how I can be a woman. I can take you inside me but it would have to be within my ass. And you would enjoy it. My ass is very clean and tight. While you were on the way over here, I had a cleansing enema. With a little jelly, it will be the tightest piece you ever had. Before I let you take me, I have to show you something. Donna." Donna came out of the house. I didn't cover myself up or try to hide that we had just had sex. I knew that Donna had been watching us. Amanda stood and said to Donna "Prepare me for anal sex." Donna's face lit up. She pulled her mistresses' bikini down. As Amanda stepped out of the bottoms, I could see that she had dark curly pubic hair and was wearing some sort of g-string. As Donna stepped behind her and unfastioned something, Amanda watched my face. When Donna completed her task, Amanda spread her legs and a small cock swung free, from where it had been encased between her cheeks. Donna walked around front, dropped to her knees and took it into her mouth. She could see the look on my face and she quietly said "I never went the whole route. I am a she-male. I live as a woman but have a functioning male sex organ. It is the only thing left of my life as Andrew. When I have sex with a woman, I alternate between lesibian actions and a mixture of male/female actions. When I have sex with a man, I am always a woman. Most times, I stop with oral sex. It is only with special men that I really reveal myself. When I said I wanted to be your woman, I meant it. You pretended while traveling that you were fucking my ass. I want you to fuck me and want to feel you inside me but I knew that you would be very surprised by what you would discover. Therefore, I had to show you. I will understand if you want to leave and we never have sex again." I looked at the little cock that Donna's mouth had teased into being erect. I looked at the beautiful boobs, the sensous face, the long flowing blond hair. Everything was pure woman except for the little cock. I had never seen anything like this. I said "I don't know what to say. You are right. I am very surprised." She stopped Donna with a simple touch and turned around as she bent over a table, exposing her ass to me. She said "I want you." She was right. It was some of the best ass that I ever had. The End --****ATTENTION****--****ATTENTION****--****ATTENTION****--***ATTENTION*** Your e-mail reply to this message WILL be *automatically* ANONYMIZED. Please, report inappropriate use to abuse@anon.penet.fi For information (incl. non-anon reply) write to help@anon.penet.fi If you have any problems, address them to admin@anon.penet.fi