He has always had a feminine side while growing up. Always wanting to be with the girls. always wanting to wear my clothes and under clothes. When all the girls would get together for a make up party, he would sit with wide eyed wonder and watch us. We often let him apply the make up for us and would even put it on him. He would act shy like he didn’t like it but we all knew he did. We would often huddle together and giggle about it while we played with our pussies and told stories about what we thought was up with him, was he gay? Did he just like cross dressing? Was he a Sissy in the making? None of us could figure him out ad trying to made us all so fucking horny!
He is all grown up now and called me yesterday asking if we could talk over lunch. My heart skipped a beat and my pussy got wet, he was always one of my favorites, perhaps because he was so odd….
When the door bell rang and I answered it, there stood a beautiful young women. Something about her was familiar but I couldn’t place it. When she wrapped her arms around me and gave me a hug I felt the hard dick under her short skirt and was taken aback. But when I pulled away and looked in her eyes I saw the familiar loving look that couldn’t be changed ever,
It was him.
We had a long talk about his transitional surgery and how he was now transgender and happier them ever.
We went into my room and fucked just like we always had, only now along with her glorious dick she had phenomenal tits! It was the best of both worlds for me.
Calling him a her is going to take some getting used to. But fucking her now is something I am already used to!
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