Its' one thing to have outrageous sexual fantasies... you know... total fiction something that could never really happen it's completely another when those impossible fantasies become reality right before your eyes and become your reality. Let me tell you, it's nothing like the fantasy playing in your mind. There are so many things our minds leave out and every day I was finding this out... Like now.
I scoffed at the reflection in the mirror, the face scoffing back was quite pretty, long thick wavy golden hair framed an exquisitely feminine face with deep green almond shaped eyes a small slightly up-turned nose and a pair of full red lips.
The body was unmistakably feminine with a narrow waist curvaceous hips and ass.
With large round perky breasts an hour glass figure with all the curves in all the right places balancing the visual with imagination perfectly.
I turned first one way then the other studying my figure and the tight fitting lacy teddy that hugged my curvy frame. It was sexy but it wasn't perfect after all tonight was a very special night, I mean how often does someone lose their virginity for the second time especially when I was boy the first time.
Yep, that's right I was born male and lived very happily as a typical heterosexual man for fifty five years even married and had children then divorced and fully expected to live out the rest of my life or at least what I had left as that man. The Cancer was in its advanced stages and there was no cure, that is until my college Professor, Thomas P. Hathaway came to me with an outrageously dangerous proposal that had little chance of working and would most likely kill me.
Tom had been working on manipulating cells at the molecular level, he was years ahead of everyone else and most of his experiments were utter failures but he had made several break through and he believed what he did know could be enough to save my life.
To be honest I had really nothing to lose...if the treatment killed me it would be a hell of a lot better than waiting around to slowly die but nobody expected what ending up happening.
Well it worked... in fact it worked so well I regressed in age thirty years and transformed from male to the girl reflected in the mirror trying to find the perfect outfit to wear. How exactly it happened tom was still trying to work that and at first I wasn't too happy with the results but I had been living like this now for nearly six month and to honest I was really learning to enjoying myself.
To be Honest this was not a completely foreign concept while living as a man I had had sexual fantasy of becoming a female but it was just a fantasy and never did I think or want it to ever become a reality. That facts is I'm not gay and was never attracted to men, that until I became a woman and over the last six months my mind had transformed to completely feminine.
Now everything about the male body excited me especially what it would be like to feel a cock deep in my pussy.
"Humph!" I snorted, "It's strange the things I worry about now". Just one of those things that never make the cut in your fantasies.
After trying on several more outfits I finally settled on a two piece ensemble. A pair of shear French cut panties that hugged me high on my waist then cut down sharply in a V to my anticipating pussy. My tits were stuffed into a small lacy bra that caused them to look much bigger than they were. Another quick once over and an adjustment or two and I was as ready as I ever would be.
Tonight I would find out exactly what it felt to be fucked by a man as a woman.
Jack was Thomas's son and we had developed a close friendship sense my transformation.
He knew my entire story and he had always been there for me whenever I had a bad day and now he was going to be there for hopefully a good day.
We had been talking about all the new feeling and desires I was having and it was he who had suggested that we try having sex.
It was a good idea if I found myself overwhelmed during the act he most of all would understand and act accordingly, besides he was the first male I had become attracted too and the things that made him so attractive to me were without a doubt coming from a female mind. Things like his eyes when he smiled, oh god and his smile, it would actually cause me to get wet and it helped that I finding his body incredibly sexy.
I took a deep cleansing breath then smiled at myself. I turned and glided into the bedroom feeling a bit nervous and excited but mostly unsure, I had never had sex as a female and to be honest I wasn't sure how to proceed.
As I turned the corner and stepped into the bedroom my heart skipped a beat as my eyes fell upon the young handsome man that was going to lead me into true womanhood.
He was naked and I couldn't help but drink in his exquisite form, wide shoulders and narrow hips and toned muscles. His back was toward me and when he turned he smiled that smile that would cause me to melt whenever I saw it.
My eyes marveled as they scanned his physic and stopped and locked on semi-hard member hanging between his legs. He was well endowed to say the least and the sexual fantasies involving that thing penetrating me began racing through my brain causing my desire for what was about to happen sky rocket.
Jack saw where I was staring and reached down giving it an adjustment and a few strokes it almost immediately doubled in size and began throbbing. I felt my own midsection reflex and a tiny bit of wetness moistened my feminine folds.
