Frasier Cheers Veronicas Closet Tg 01

Rebecca, Veronica, Daphne

A Frasier - Cheers - Veronica's Closet TG story

by Mistress Tawny Suede

Prologue

"I'm coming!" she shouted at her assistant.

"Ronnie! Your limousine is waiting for you. You're going to be late for your flight!" Olive shouted as she marched into her boss's office.

"I said I'm coming! And in a moment I'll be coming!" Veronica said as she gave a last thrust and then came in Perry's ass. "You were great, honey," she said as she swatted her employee on the ass as her cock withdrew. "But you need to spend more time at the gym and firm up those ass muscles a bit! I'll call Gregor and make sure he gives you a good seeing too every day!"

"Yes, boss!" Perry said as he raised himself from the top of her desk, pulled up his shorts and ran out of the room.

"Let me just wash up" Veronica said as she tossed back her thick mane of glossy hair. Her trademark. Or at least one of them.

"There's no time!" Olive said, reaching down to pull Veronica's designer panties up over her hips, slipping the large cock inside. "You'll just have to clean up in the airplane washroom as best you can. Maybe one of the cute flight attendants will help you!"

"Fine, fine! Alright already! Who's idea was this trip to Seattle anyway?"

Chapter One - Discovery

"But Frasier! She has a penis!" Niles stirred his tea at his table at Café Nervosa. His hand jiggled and tea spilled. He was nervous at Nervosa.

"Half the population of the world has a penis, Niles!" Frasier said to his brother, sipping from his own tea cup.

"But it's the men who have penises! Not the women!" Niles' voice rose, almost reaching hysteria. "And certainly not my Daphne!"

"Keep your voice down, Niles!" Frasier told his brother sternly. He had been afraid of Niles' reaction once he found out that the woman he had adored from far away for years was not fully anatomically female. Now that the two had finally expressed their love for each other, it had come out. The revelation he meant, not the actual cock. Well, that too, evidently.

"The most beautiful woman in the world has a penis! My Daphne has a penis!"

"Stop using the word penis so much! You know better than to be repetitive!" Frasier scolded his brother. "There are other words you could mix into this discussion!"

"You mean like, cock, dick, rod.." Niles winced as the words came out of his mouth.

"Sausage, tube steak, truncheon.." added Frasier. "I see you have a hard time with homonyms. Very well, stick with penis!"

"Thank you!" Niles acknowledged. "Back to the topic. Daphne has a penis! A penis! And... and it's bigger than mine!"

"I know!" Frasier instantly regretted letting those words slip out.

"You've seen it. You KNEW she had a penis and didn't tell me!"

"Of course I know, Niles. Daphne was very up front about her transgender status when we hired her. She was going to be massaging and taking care of Dad and living full time with us. She was honest about her situation. Dad was fine with it and it has never been an issue. Never."

"She showed you her penis?" Niles asked incredulously.

"She never showed it to me. I've only see... it... twice. They were accidents. Once just a week after she moved in when I walked in on her in the bathroom and she was standing while she peed. Since then everyone locks the door to the bathroom. And once about a year later when she was very very drunk she pulled her dress up and started masturbating while we were watching a movie together. I got her quickly covered up and I don't think she remembers. That was when I saw that indeed she has a cock larger than yours!"

"I'm sorry Niles. You were never very well endowed!"

"And you never told me? You knew I was in love with her from the first day I saw her. But I was married to Maris and could do nothing but dream about her. Those dreams did NOT include her having a dick!"

"What could I do Niles. I was respecting her privacy. There was no reason to suspect that you and Maris would break up. It was interesting watching your silly infatuation...."

"It was NOT silly!" Niles protested.

"... and there was no reason that you needed to know. Niles, as part of your practise you have counselled dozens of transgender patients..."

"Eighteen. When I went to bed last night, alone, I might add.... I reviewed my client list in my head. I've had eighteen patients presenting as women who were transitioning."

"Very well, eighteen. So you should be used to the idea and the mindset of these individuals. Are they men, or are they women?" Frasier asked.

"Well until last night, I would have said that most of them were well adjusted. But now that I find out that Daphne has been keeping this secret from me...."

"She hasn't been keeping it from you. The secret, as you put it, or the penis. It was never a suitable topic of conversation for the two of you. Until last night. Niles, do you love Daphne?" his brother asked.

"Well, yes, but..." Niles began to protest.

He thought back to the previous night. It had only been a week ago that each of them had finally said out loud what their eyes had been saying for the past month. Maris had divorced Niles. And Daphne had ended her relationship with Donnie, her lawyer boyfriend. Just a week ago they had kissed for the first time and for the past week then had been seeing each other every evening, for dinner and for some heavy petting. Daphne had finally gotten on her knees and sucked Nile's cock two nights ago, but they had not gone any further.

They had agreed that last night was going to be their special night, when they would have sex together for the first time. Niles had been meticulous in his planning and had cooked a wonderful meal at this place and then they had relaxed on the couch with some after dinner drinks. After a lot of petting, Daphne had said there was something she had to tell him before they had sex, but she was going to change first.

While Daphne had gone into the extra bedroom to change, Niles had freshened himself up, put on a brand new pair of pyjamas, turned down the bed and then waited impatiently for Daphne. He was shocked to find that a precum spot was growing on the groin of his pyjamas and had quickly tossed those in the clothes hamper and put on a fresh pair, and tried to keep his dick from leaking!

Finally Daphne had come into the room. She had looked gorgeous in white lingerie and a gossamer nightie over top. So gorgeous. So beautiful. He could not help himself and had gotten up and embraced her. She had tried to speak, "Niles, there is something I have to tell you!" But he had impatiently embraced her and kissed her deeply and she had returned that kiss, saying, "Oh Niles!" His cock had pressed against her groin and encountered.... something large.

He pushed her back and then he saw it. The large bulge pushing out the front of the gossamer panties. Surely that couldn't be.... no, not... but oh my god it was! Through the material, he could see it, straining. His goddess had a penis. A hard one. She pushed her panties aside and her cock sprang out. Of my god, it was bigger than his, and he was as hard as he had ever been in his life!

"Niles, I can explain....." she tried to say, in her Manchester accent. But Niles ran out of the room and locked himself in the hallway bathroom. No matter how much she pleaded through the door, all Niles could say was, "Go Away!" and after an hour she finally did.

"You are going to have to face your fears, one way or another!" Frasier was scolding him. "Talk to her. Understand her. And love her, for who she is, not for who you want her to be."

"All very well for you to say, dear brother! You've never had to stare a dick in the eye. I mean..." Niles sputtered.

"Yes, I know very well what you mean. And you just might be suprised at what I have had to face in my life!" Frasier retorted.

"What do you mean?" his brother asked in surpise.

"Not now, Niles. I have to get to the radio station! Just remember, you love Daphne. Work through your difficulties. Be a man!" Frasier strode out of the coffee shop.

"Be a man, he says! Of course I'm a man!" said Niles as he used his napkin to brush all of the crumbs from his muffin off of his jacket, and then cleaned up the table.

Chapter Two - It's a Date

Roz Doyle signalled to Frasier Crane that he had just thirty seconds left on the air. It was time for him to wrap up his afternoon program on KACL. She was his producer as well as working all of the equipment and screening the callers for his phone-in program. It was exhausting work, even if she hadn't been out late the previous night. No luck in the sex department unfortunately. It was hard luring a young man back to her apartment when she had a baby in the other room. Even if she did not tell the guy she had a baby, the fact that she had to pay off the babysitter when they got into her apartment was a big clue.

So today she was not only tired and cranky, but horny as well. She really needed to get out again tonight and had already booked her baby sitter, old Mrs. Delisle from down the hall. She just needed someone to fuck her good. She thought about calling up her friend Daphne Moon, Martin Crane's therapist, to be her wingman.

"Great show, Roz!" Frasier told her after he had signed off. Bulldog Briscoe was already pushing his way into the studio for his drive home sports program and his producer was giving Roz the eye, telling her that he needed her out of the way.

Frasier and Roz talked for a couple of minutes in the hallway, discussing the special themes of the program for the next couple of days. The elevator doors opened down the hallway and Roz's eyes opened wide in astonishment when she saw the woman walking towards them. The woman was about Frasier's height. She was immaculately dressed in a woman's business suit which was cut to show her large breasts. She had a flowing mane of brown hair.

"Oh my god! Frasier do you know who that woman is!" Roz asked.

Frasier turned to look. "Why yes, that's my friend Rebecca Howe from Boston! She said she'd be in town and would look me up! We haven't talked in years!"

"No Frasier, you're mistaken! That's Veronica Chase, the biggest shemale porn star on the planet right now!" Roz slapped him on the shoulder. "I wonder why she's here!"

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Hello Luvvies,

It is so good to be working on other material again!

Many of you have read my long series, Predator and Prey which I just completed. Yes, yes, I have promised to eventually return to telling more stories of Luis, his converted femmeboi Kitten and Kitten's ruined and degraded mother Carol-Ann, but a writer does need some variety from time to time!

A change is as good as a break.

I've now posted the first two parts of Step-Sisters which I started quite some time ago, but kept putting aside because other story ideas kept getting my caramel clittie so hard and I just had to write them for you. There are a lot more parts of Step-Sisters already written.

This is one of the other stories that has been gnawing at me, a rauncy transgender story combing characters from Frasier, Cheers and Veronica's closet.

There are several more chapters to cum -- and I definitely hope you do stroke and cum, while reading these. But it will not be endless.

Please do leave me comments and let me know what you like and don't like about the story. Your comments are so very appreciated.

Love

Mistress Tawny