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by CELENE CAREY

  “You’ve grown smaller,” he commented, as Angelina got up with an irritated groan and looked at him angrily.

  “You must be tired, go rest in the guest room,” she said blankly and he let out a chuckle.

  “While you have all the fun?” he said, and then walked past her towards the bed “I am Zachary, my little sister calls me Zach,” he said as he held out his hand for Matt to shake.

  “I don’t know what you’re thinking, but, there was nothing harmful going on here,” Matt said, completely ignoring his held out hand.

  Zach looked at him confused for a minute and then looked towards Angelina, before cracking up into loud laughter.

  “You’re a sneaky little fellow Angie, having so much fun without your big brother,” he said, as he walked towards the bed and sat down across Matt, who was now tucking his shirt in. “No! Don’t,” said Zach suddenly, when he saw Matt buttoning up his shirt, and Matt looked at him confused.

  “I am sure, my sister hasn’t told you about our lifestyle, and I know she will hate it in the beginning, but believe me, there is nothing she enjoys more,” he finished, but Matt still looked at him as if he was speaking in some foreign language. Zach looked at him and then at his sister and asked “Your taste is getting better, but why doesn’t he seem to understand?”

  “Because he doesn’t know,” she uttered, and Matt got up off the bed as he started to feel suspicious and looked at Angelina for some sort of explanation. She remained quiet but she kept glancing over at Zach as if she was irritated at what he had just done.

  “I think, I’ll just catch you later?” asked Matt as he started to look for his shoes, but Zach got off the bed and interrupted him “I know you’re looking for an explanation here, Matt? Is it? But you need to calm down first, it’s not what you may just assume,” he said in a way that got Matt’s attention, but he didn’t want to be pushed or cornered to a point where he has to reveal his true identity. He was only still trying to assess what was happening, when Angelina came up to him again and kissed him passionately as her stepbrother watched.

  At first, Matt hardly complied, but then he caught a glance at the way Zach was looking at them as they kissed, and reality finally dawned on him. He suddenly realized there really was no reason to be overwhelmed, and even started to feel excited by the possibility on a rare sexual experience to curb his hunger for flesh, and his kisses became more passionate. Before long, he had taken Angelina back to her bed again, as Zach came closer to where they were lying and caressed his sister’s brown hair. Matt started to undress her, and when he saw her bare breast and tempting pink nipples, he just dived in and started to kiss every inch of her beautiful body. Her full breasts kept him consumed and he didn’t notice Zach slipping into the fold until he grabbed her sister’s waist with both his hand and started to massage it as he slowly moved his hands towards her legs.

  Zach caressed Angelina’s thighs and then spread her legs with his hands to rub her between her legs. She started to moan softly, and Zach started to touch Matt’s chest with his other hand. Slowly, he unbuttoned his shirt and Angelina helped him take it entirely off.

  After a few minutes of fumbling, they were all naked, and Angelina took her place between both the men. She started moving her hands up both the men’s thighs and kept bringing them up till she reached their privates. One by one, she started to tease and rub, and once they were both hard enough, she lay down between them facing Matt as Zach pushed his penis between her legs from behind, and Matt sucked at her nipples like a hungry baby. Angelina started to moan as her brother’s penis slid in and out of her, and Matt made her nipples ache with pleasure. Zach picked up his pace and then suddenly took out his penis from between her legs, and pushed it up her butt as she started to moan with pain. Matt held her face by the jaw as the moan escaped her lips and then, with a forceful thrust, shoved his penis in between her legs.

  Angelina’s moan’s became even louder as her stepbrother and a man she had just met today moved in and out of her at the same time. She felt like she would melt and disappear, and her body convulsed with strong orgasms one after the another, as Zach’s hands explored her breasts now, and Matt savored her juices flowing from between her legs. None of them remembered for how long they were lost in each other, before Matt finally realized it had been more than four hours and decided to take his leave. He thought about telling Angelina he would return, but he knew she was no average woman, and the element of surprise would rather be better received. He kissed her passionately once again before he left, and touched the bite marks he had left near her breasts and her neck very softly.

  “It’s still your eyes that got me going,” he said with a flirtatious smile, and Angelina’s lips spread wide in response as well. She gave him another kiss before he left, and then returned to Zach, who was in for quite a lesson. He had kept her relationship with him private until now, but she couldn’t deny the excitement she felt when they took her on her bed, and before she could bring up the argument, she decided there had been no harm and no foul due to Zach, so it was best to let it slide.

  It took her quite some time before she suddenly remembered she had plans to go out, and her friend Lena from college, didn’t like waiting. She got up to jump into the shower and started washing up to get ready as Zach dozed off in her bed.

  Matt entered his house and turned the dim lights on, and walked to his kitchen. He went up to a lower cabinet and started to fumble with its contents, taking out an injection, a spoon bent at the neck of the spine, a lighter, and a small plastic bag filled with a drug. Heroine was the only thing that could mellow him down, and put out the fire burning inside him and even though it had been amazing; Matt’s mind was racing now at a very fast speed. The only way to control his rage was to dull his senses, and this intravenous drug had proven to be very useful when his animal instincts came calling.

  He prepared his injection and wrapped a string around his elbow. After a few seconds of rushed movements, Matt took a few steps back faintly and then tried to gain back his balance. Holding on to the kitchen counter, he waited for clarity and calmness, and after a few painful minutes, the rush subsided and his tensed muscles relaxed almost instantly. His body became limp, and he walked to the lounge putting one foot, carefully after another to make sure it lands on the right place. His pulse slowed down, and his pupils became dilated as he fell on the couch and started to breathe heavily. It was a crippling feeling, to get what he desired so much and still feel so empty. He felt controlled by the unique scent Angelina had, and then her devilish pale blue eyes. However, he had managed to make quite an impression, and he would even go far enough to say he had her by the balls, if she wasn’t a woman. In this case, he had her by her throat, and she had no clue about anything that was about to happen.

  He lay quietly for a little while, staring at the ceilings, till a powerful surge of slumber took over him slowly to numb his mind. Flashbacks of what had occurred only an hour earlier started to run past his mind, as his body became limp and his mind became numb enough for him to finally drift off to a peaceful sleep.

  THE END

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  GENDER SWAP

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  She made her way over to the pool and went in. Once she was inside, she undid the strings of her bikini and put the top and bottom on the edge of the pool. She held her breath, dived underwater and emerged a few moments later.

  She sat on the shallow end of the pool and ran her hands over her breasts. She then ran her hands over her tummy and then between her legs. The cool warm water splashed against her skin. It felt great. She spread her legs underwater. The sudden inflow of the water between her thighs was even better. She wished that there was a fat hard one in her hole—like Fred’s.

  She dived un
derwater. A few moments later she emerged again.

  Splash! A very loud splash. Camille jumped in shock. “Aaaaah!”

  Something had landed in the water beside her. She turned around just in time to see Todd’s golden hair emerge. She felt her tongue ring loosen and slip from her mouth. She panicked and looked down only to see it floating to the bottom of the pool. She dived behind it. Once she grabbed her favorite ring she shot up above the surface.

  “Todd you scared me,” she cried.

  “Wow.” Todd’s face was shocked.

  Camille was annoyed. “It’s not funny.”

  Todd glared at her. “No, it’s not that. Where’s your top?”

  Camille looked down. “Oh shoot.” She put her arms around her chest to hide it.

  “Are you naked?” Todd shouted. He shut his eyes tight. Camille stood in her spot. Todd was facing her and she could see nothing but his bare chest. His large pink nipples poked out. She’d never really seen them up close. This close. Samantha was right. He did have a hot body. He was hot all the way down. Todd had it all together. She remembered the day that she saw his you know what through his wet pants. As she covered her breasts, she had a sudden wish that she would get to see it again.

  “Open your eyes,” she commanded. “It’s not like you would take me anyways.”

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  Table of Content

  CHAPTER 1

  CHAPTER 2

  CHAPTER 3

  CHAPTER 4

  CHAPTER 5

  CHAPTER 6

  CHAPTER 7

  CHAPTER 8

  CHAPTER 9

  CHAPTER 1

  Malcolm had always grown up feeling like he was different. Different than the other boys he went to school with. Ever since a young age, Malcolm had felt very feminine in everything he did. He remembered climbing into his mother’s closet as a child and trying on her dress and silk slips and high heeled shoes and attempting to apply red lipstick in her big, fancy mirror. He also remembered being caught by his father while doing this at the age of nine, and being yelled at and shamed so much that he felt very ashamed of himself and confused. His father, Philip, had made it seem like what he was doing was very bad and wrong. Malcolm had gone to his room and cried, not understanding why he wanted to wear women’s clothes if he was a boy.

  When he started attending high-school, he began to make friends with some teenagers who were gay and bisexual. They opened his eyes up to a whole other world, an entirely different lifestyle then Malcolm had grown up with. By the time he was seventeen, they had taught him that it was OK to want to be feminine, and they explained to him that there was something called “Transgendered” people whose gender identity or gender expression did not match one's assigned sex. Malcolm soon began to experiment more and more with his sexuality. He realized that he really enjoyed wearing makeup, and would do so around his new group of friends, removing it before going home.

  Malcolm also experimented with his clothes more freely too, sometimes even borrowing items of clothing from his mother’s closet and wearing them out with his friends. That is until his mother, Maria, caught him one day. Maria had come home early from work and caught Malcolm red handed, rifling through her closet and she’d demanded to know what he was doing. When he had no reason to lie about, he decided to tell her the truth right then and there.

  “Mom, I’m sorry, but I was trying to find a cute dress to wear over to Stephanie’s house because she’s having a big party tonight.” Malcolm said with a feminine voice.

  “A dress…? What are you talking about Malcolm? Why would you want to wear a dress?” Maria was confused and didn’t understand what her son was talking about. She crossed her arms and frowned at him, waiting for his explanation.

  “I think I am Transgendered.” He said in a matter-of-fact tone.

  “Transgendered?” His mother whispered the word, seeing how it sounded to say it out loud.

  “Yes, Transgendered. It’s when a person is born as one gender, but they aren’t really that gender. I was born a boy, but I think I was supposed to be a girl mom.”

  “How do you know?” His mother had uncrossed her arms and was now lowering herself down to sit on the bed, she looked pale as a ghost.

  “Mom, trust me. I know.” Malcolm crossed his arms now and gave her a very serious look before bursting into a girly laugh. “Mom, it’s hard to explain. It’s like this feeling inside of me. I just am not meant to be a man. And when I learned about Transgendered people and how they are born one way and grow up feeling like the opposite sex, that’s when I realised that was ME. That was exactly how I had felt my whole life. Like I was a woman trapped inside the body of a man. I don’t expect you to understand mom, but I want you to at least accept me for who I am, for who I am turning into.”

  “Malcolm… I just, I don’t know what to say.” His mom looked fearful and confused.

  “Just say that you will love me no matter what I choose to be in this life.” Malcolm had tears forming in his eyes.

  “Oh sweetie, of course I will always love you. I have loved you since the day I gave birth to you, and I will love you until the day I die.” His mom got up off the bed and embraced Malcolm in a big, warm hug as tears started to roll down her cheeks.

  “I love you mom.” Malcolm hugged his mother and felt relief that his big secret was finally out in the open air.

  “I love you too sweetie.”

  Malcolm wasn’t able to tell his father for a few more years, until he turned nineteen and decided that he couldn’t keep it a secret any longer. He still lived with his parents, but he wanted the freedom to dress how he wanted to dress and wear the clothes he wanted to wear. He had been growing out his hair for years and now and becoming more feminine in his mannerisms every day. One day he came home and his father had been drinking, and he went to slip into his room, as he never much liked being around his father when he had been drinking. However, his father caught a glimpse of him from down the hall and yelled to his son.

  “Cut your damn hair off boy! You look like a goddamn freak!” Philip had been drinking for hours, and had a slur in his words.

  Malcolm had had enough of his father’s abusive remarks over the years. His mother had been accepting, and kept his secret for him, but his father had always had a chip on his shoulder and never approved of anything Malcolm did.

  “So what?” He yelled at his father, knowing that it was a mistake to discuss this now, but the anger of all the years of being put down by his drunk of a father was bubbling over and he wasn’t able to hold back. “So what if I look like a freak?!”

  “You look like a damn woman! Get out of this house and don’t come back until you get your hair cut! You hear me boy?” His dad was shouting belligerently from the living room.

  CHAPTER 2

  “What if I don’t care if I look like a woman dad? What if I WANT to be a woman?!” Malcolm had completely lost his cool at this p
oint and was screaming at his father with tears streaming down his face.

  “What the hell did you just say?” His dad was moving quickly down the hallway now, headed towards Malcolm with rage in his drunken eyes.

  “I said I WANT to be a woman!” Malcolm screamed as loud as he could at his rapidly approaching father. Then, before he knew what hit him, his father smacked him so hard across the face that Malcolm fell to the ground.

  “Get out! Get out of this house and never come back!” His dad was screaming at him. “I don’t ever want to see your freak face around here again! Get out!”

  “Philip! Stop it! What are you doing?!” His mother, Maria, came running in from the garden outside, dirt on her hands and coveralls. Malcolm got up and ran into his bedroom, slamming the door behind himself.

  “I’ve had it with that boy. He’s not welcome under my roof!” His father stormed back into the living room.

  Malcolm was in a fury of rage and hurt inside his bedroom, throwing the things he wanted to bring with him into a bag and shaking from everything that had just happened. He came out of his bedroom ready to leave, and bumped into his mother on his way to the front door.

  Sweetie, don’t go. Your father doesn’t mean it.” Maria always tried to justify his father’s drunken tirades, but this time, Malcolm had had enough.