Shemale : Part 1

My name is Rick. I'm thirty-seven. I anyone anyone who comes my way. Tonight though, it was with a guy and a tranny. I guess I should describe myself. I'm 6"7 and strong. My cock is large and thick as a bat.

I was driving to the town when my phone rang. It was the shemale, Kathy.
"Hello Kathy."

"Hey, listen, I'm sorry, but I can't make it tonight."

"Oh, I'll have to tell Jeff."

"Yeah. I'm sorry. We could reschedule or something." She offered.

"No, it's fine. We'll do it alone."

"Okay. Bye."

"Bye." We hung up and I sighed. I dialed Jeff's number. He quickly picked up.

"Yeah?" He asked me.

"Kathy couldn't make it."

"Dammit, really?"

"Yeah."

"So, can we replace her?"

"This short a notice? Probably not."

"So what, one of us crossdresses?"

"Not a bad Idea."

"Really?" He asked. "If so, you're the crossdresser."

"Me?" I asked shocked. "Why me?"

"Because I said." He told me, with a confident voice. "I want you to crossdress."

"Why not you?" I asked, shocked. "Because you don't look good in panties?"

"Actually, yes." He said. "I want it to look real, and I want to feel like I'm fucking a shemale."

"But-" I started. "-I don't own girl's clothes!" I protested.

"Then buy them." His end of the line went of.

"Crap." I was so angry. He wants a shemale? He'll get a shemale.

I bought a red bra, and matching panties, a slutty dress, red stockings, a blond wig, hair removal ointment, and a makeup kit. I brought it home quickly. I acted fast. First, I rubbed the ointment all over my body and on my beard and mustache. I quickly bathed, and when I arose from the water, I was almost completely hairless. I pulled on the panties, and struggled with hiding my dick under. I pulled on the stockings and paused for a moment to admire my legs. They were long and beautiful and looked like an actual women's.

I took my extra fat and tied it into the shape of large boobs. I strapped the bra over my new found breasts. I put on the dress, and looked in the mirror. Apart from my face, I looked completely feminine. I grabbed the wig and put it on, and gently applied lipstick and mascara. On my slim face, I looked women like. I modeled in front of the mirror until it was time to go. As I was walking, I thought. "I make a great shemale."

In the car, my phone rang. "Yes?"

"It's me Jeff. I'm sorry for that maturity check. You don't have to be crossdressed." Jeff sounded sorry.

"It's alright." I said. "I'll be there in five minutes."

"Okay." He hung up. I hung up too. True to my word, I pulled up five minutes later at Jeff's house. I walked up and rung the doorbell.

"Hello?" A muscular and tall man answered the door.

"I'm Rick." I said.

"Rick?" He asked, looking me up and down. "You're crossdressed."

"Yes. Are you ready to get your party on?" I think wearing the clothes influenced me, and I was thinking like a slutty woman, rather than a crossdresser. I shoved Jeff inside and onto a chair, and I still find it hard to believe. I kissed him. My tongue was in his surprised mouth, exploring every nook and cranny. I drew back and yanked his shirt open.

Jeff regained his self and shoved me to the ground. He pulled my dress of and hurled it aside. He yanked my panties down to my knees and flipped me on my stomach. I felt him spit in my crack and I heard him drop his pants, and then a sharp pain began in my ass. "AAARRRRRRRRRRRRrrrrrrr." My groan became a purr as I felt him slide his penis up and down my ass. "Rrrrrr. Kitty wanna play." I laughed, completely intoxicated in my tranny being.

I tore open my bra, revealing my now large breasts. I got on my hands and knees and pretended to be a cat. I pushed him down and suddenly he shot cum all over me. I licked it up and lay down on him. I kissed him harshly and I slid over and put my dick in his face. He gargled it for a while, and slowly lulled to sleep sucking my cock like a baby. Then I fell asleep, dreaming of forever being a slutty tranny.