Zelda Morrison in The Ring Of Impurity

I’m not anything you want to fuck, and I sure as shit don’t want to fuck you.” That was mostly true. Part of the effect of the hormones was that I began to find men more attractive. They sure seemed to find me more attractive as well. If Stephanie and I went to a club, unless it was one frequently by lesbians, I was constantly having men ask me to dance and having men offer to buy me drinks and wanting to take me to dinner. The killer was when I looked at one handsome man and remembering Stephanie’s strap-on, could almost feel his dick in my ass. That scared the shit out of me, and I tried to quit even looking at guys after that. Even Stephanie called me ‘girl’ when we were alone. “Why do you call me ‘girl’ when there’s no one around to hear. You know I’m a guy.” “I don’t dare get in the habit of thinking of you or speaking of you or to you as a guy, or I might do it by mistake when people are around, then we’d have real trouble. Besides, except when you take your special panties off, you look one hundred percent girl.” Stephanie doggystyle got promoted to VP, and I moved from being an administrative assistant to being an assistant Big Boobs department head. We were jubilant, until she started thinking. “Jody, your driver’s license and all your docs say you’re a man.” “But aren’t I?” “If anyone at the company looks deeply, you lose your job, petite and it might cost me mine too.” “So what can I do?” “File, the way you would if you were trans, and have all the docs changed to female.” “But I don’t know.” “Girl, right now if you got arrested, they’d throw your ass in a man’s jail. What do you think those men would do to you?” “Why would I be arrested?” “Who knows? And what if you’re driving and get stopped? What do you think the cop would do looking at you and looking at a license that shows you as male?” “I’d be in a world of shit.” “At the very least. Please. Do it for your protection and for me.” I was now legally a woman, at least according to my driver’s license and birth certificate. It felt weird as shit, but in many ways it was safer. Besides, in the way that counts, I was still male, teens even if the equipment seemed to be faltering a bit. I wasn’t sure why, but I was having a harder time getting it up and adorable keeping it up. It didn’t seem to bother Stephanie that much, but it kind of disturbed me. I mean, I have a dick, I just can’t fuck anything with it. I still got pleasure from sex, just no ejaculation. Work was going well. “You smell nice. I had gone to her games, not because I wanted to support her, but because dad works all Big Boobs the time and at the time I wasn’t allowed to be home alone. We embrace even doggystyle tighter. I figured that if anyone saw my painted pussy with my legs closed and didn’t realise that it was only paint then I could go just about anywhere and get away with it. Is it one of those gender culture things, some power trip playing out in her head? She inadvertently opened her mouth wide in amazement at just how thick his dick felt in her hands, but her joyride was cut short when he pulled back and lined up petite for penetration. His offer is very tempting and who are we kidding. Ashley grinned and said nothing for a second. As the corny old TV teens show was coming to an end, Donna and Paula came scuffling out to the kitchen. The lounge was big so Ashley sat down and I laid her next to me kissing her too while groping both of their asses. “Come get in bed, love. Stephanie trembled through the remains of her orgasm and then opened her eyes to find both Lexi and I looking at her with naughty grins. Just not right away. At one point, she released him altogether to play with his balls. Hit her over her left nipple. I reached the nurse's office and entered it. I pulled my face away, and it looked like I had just gone swimming. “Man, you have sure grown into a gorgeous young lady” he told her as his eyes took in every inch of her five foot six, 34C-26-36 framework. Still trying to balance the cum in her hand she used her free hand to pull the bedcovers back up over him. She tried to push what she saw of Warrick out of her mind, and it wandered to Mia. His right hand drifted from my butt-cheek, down to the bottom swell of my rump. For me it was the last time to have sex for the rest of my life. When I looked closer at the watch posts above the gate I saw there were concealed bowmen. You've lost yours, too. This time the scream was not as loud, but the “Uh, uh, uh, uh,” was much louder and deeper. It didn’t feel too good when I was still wearing jeans. "Both of you sit down." “Oh, snap,” said adorable Jade.