Back In San Francisco For A Gathering Remembering Gwen Araujo

Back In San Francisco For A Gathering Remembering Gwen Araujo

I made it back to San Francisco for the first time in over 8 years. My life didn't take a very good turn, and I ended up in Oregon for 6 years to keep a roof over my head. 

This is part of the reality of trans existence, being underemployed and barely getting by with little money. We end up slipping through the cracks and being homeless, but I was fortunate enough to have an opportunity to at least keep a roof over my head.

The last time I was in San Francisco, I was at the transgender nightclub Divas bringing in the New Year heading into 2014. I remember it being a happy time. I felt a little bit connected with my trans sisters. 

I was a work in progress then, and I am surely I work in progress now. I'm doing more to claim my ground than I was back then. Back then, I was still grieving the death of my father and didn't leave the house very much.

One of the biggest inspirations to me coming out as trans was Gwen Araujo. I can recount the story of how I finally took those steps, but the girl had been living inside my head since I was a kid. 

There was a lot of fear, shame and I just didn't think becoming was possibile for me. In 2008, as I was getting a better understanding of myself, I learned more about Gwen. I was able to take a deeper dive into her story.

When it happened, it was all over the news. I remember thinking how wrong it was. I think had some good conversations with my sister about her. At that point, people were still getting away with murder against the LGBT community and using the panic defense. 

They claimed they were tricked or what have you. As a result of what had happened with the first trial, Trans March became a thing. The trans community was tired of being treated as disposable humans.

I was probably a few weeks from actually coming out and just beginning to dress as I saw fit in public. It was Trans March 2008, and I just learned about the event maybe a month before at Divas. 

When I got there, there was a trans woman with a banner for Gwen and a trans pride flag. She was going to carry the flag, and she and her friend were going to carry the banner. I asked her if she would mind if I carried it with her friend, and she let me.

I felt so happy that I could bring Gwen's name to attention at this parade. It still hurts to know that she was taken away from us. I wouldn't even know who she was if she hadn't been murdered, and that's a weird sort of feeling. 

I love this person I never met, and I wouldn't know her if she wasn't murdered. I even wrote a story I was blessed enough to give to her aunt recently. It talks about me going back in time and saving her. I'm not sure if her family liked it or not, because I've heard nothing back.

Because of certain things that have happened in my life this year, I'm actually okay if I don't hear anything. I'm afraid that if there's a negative reaction in any way, it will impact the way I view things. I felt weird after I told them I wrote the story. Her aunt asked if she could see it. 

I started wondering, how they were going to feel when they read this story. Was it insensitive of me to bring it up? But, I wanted to follow through on what I said and send her the story. I even explained a little bit about what I was thinking when I wrote it.

20 years ago on October 4th, Gwen Araujo was violently murdered. They can say what they want, but these guys knew that when they found out what they suspected of her, they were going to beat her. I don't know how they couldn't think they would beat her to death. 

 

How many guys were there? She's one trans woman, and surely she's going to get beaten to death. She pleaded for her life, but the bad part is what her mother Sylvia Guerrero revealed when she spoke at the end of the gathering.

Sylvia had learned a few years after the fact that her daughter wasn't dead at that point. Even when she begged them, saying, "Please don't, I have a family," they kept at it. She did not stop breathing when she fell to the ground. 

 

They buried her under the ground, still alive. Her final moments on Earth were buried underground alive. I don't even want to think about her coming to consciousness buried under the ground. 

In my return to California and my interactions with another person who impacted my coming out, I came back to God again. As a kid, my parents made me go to church, so I know I accepted Jesus Christ into my heart then. He's been at the door, at arm's length for many years.

 

I welcomed Him back into my heart, because I feel very strongly that I need my relationship with Him. So, when I think about what I really think about the people who murdered Gwen, I have to catch myself and ask for forgiveness from God.

I don't know when she came out exactly, but probably a few years before she was murdered. She was living as a hormonal cisgender female would live. That is to say, she had the desires of a straight female. There were other factors going on, sure. 

In her mind, she was just being a young woman doing what women do. Sure, she was 17 years old, but let's not kid ourselves. Teens at that age are engaging in sex. In the moment the guys were in, they were having fun. It was only when they suspected her being trans when their hateful thoughts became reality.

I know people are going to talk about what should have happened and what shouldn't have. Trans women should wear a badge saying "I am trans" at all times. Therefore, they can't even dare to go out in public feeling like they are female, they have to have an asterisk. I feel female, but approach me with caution. 

This is the discussion that people will have. If you're trans, you should blurt it out immediately to anybody you might potentially have a relationship with. This is one of the things about being trans. 

At my age and given my appearance, people are going to see me coming. The bigger issue I have is the guys see me and the fact that I'm not exactly passable. Therefore, I must be dressing the way I am because I want to have sex with them. 

So, if a guy does approach me and isn't trying to threaten me, he's thinking I might want to do something sexual with him. He's not respecting me as a person.

 

The good news is nobody's really threatening me these days, but the bad news is I get these guys coming up to me and thinking I want to do sexual things with them more often than I'd like to admit. 

I knew I wanted to be at this event, because I wanted to feel somehow closer to Gwen. I wanted to meet her mother, who's carried this pain with her for 20 years. 

She lost her baby, and I know a day doesn't go by when she doesn't think of her. She didn't completely understand what being trans was, but she did understand that this was her child and she loved her.

 

She therefore might not have referred to her as Gwen at first, but eventually she filed for legal name change so that Gwen was not being misgendered. She wanted to stop them referring to her male name. That's what a loving mother does.

In the immediate years after Gwen's murder, Sylvia did seminars, because she wanted to preach about the understanding of trans children. They're not bad people for being trans. They are different. They deserve to be loved and understood, and too many parents disown their trans children.

 

At a certain point, depression takes hold. Sylvia has battled depression, lost her home, lost the ability to work, lost her belongings and has struggled to even hold on to things that belonged to Gwen. This is the road that she's traveled for the last 20 years.

I can't imagine how she felt as October 4th came each year. It brought it home every year that her daughter had been taken from her this way. 20 years had finally come this year, and Sylvia wasn't going to put together another function. 

 

Bevan Dufty, a politician from San Francisco, was a big instigator in making this gathering at the San Francisco public library happen. He's also somebody who's worked to try to get Sylvia into her own home. He is the sweetest man and shows his heart when he does something like this.

I read that there was going to be a panel talking about legal issues that the transgender community faces, and then there was going to be another panel of trans youth leaders talking about the things being done to help now. This was very informative.

 

What saddens me is that not even half of the auditorium was full. A lot of people either didn't know or didn't care to show up, and we need to support things like this. I'm glad for the people who were there to pay their respects to Gwen and hear a little bit about what's going on.

It's interesting to see the trans community evolve the way it has. From what I was witnessing when I started to come out in 2008 to now, things have changed. There's a thing called trans youth now where children are identified as being trans at an early enough age that they can bring about the body changes that would make them feel more complete as adults. 

Some people think you're forcing a child to become trans, but they pretty much know who they are. If it's a fad, that comes to light very quickly. 

While I'm a bit concerned that we're very careful in how we approach this, I want trans health care to happen at as young an age as possible. Those of us who come out later aren't going to get the body changes we'd like to see from HRT, but those who are younger and come into puberty can get the kind of puberty that they really desire.

 

They'll get the body changes. A trans female, for instance, we'll get the hips of a female, breast development and so on. If they come out at 30, they might still look good, but they won't get all of the changes that they might get if they came out in their teens.

As it was for the trans community when the LGBT rights movement was really gaining steam, it's the transgender youth who are the punching bags. There's more of a focus on extinguishing them. There's more of a focus on taking away their health care so that they can't have the hormones and get those body changes that they desire. There's more of a focus that they don't get addressed as they identify in some states.

 

So, a trans female, for instance, will still be referred to as a male in some school districts in some states. They'll also be forced to use the male restroom and so on. There's a lot of fear associated with making them use those restrooms and the misnomer that they will somehow harm cisgender females.

The Transgender Law Center and Lambda Legal are doing good things in the fight for transgender rights. They're fighting the states that are putting these anti trans bills to together. They're fighting for our rights, and their winning some of these cases. We were hearing about some of the successes, but also some of the roadblocks ahead.

 

The pendulum was swinging in our favor at one point, but it always swings back. We always get the blow back from people who think we're gaining too many rights, and they want to take away what we have. These lawyers are on the front line in our fight.

One of the panelists spoke of Gavin Newsom trying to make California a sanctuary state for families with transgender children. When their states are trying to keep them from having certain rights in their transition, California is trying to open the gates. Those States might fight to have them moved back to their states, and California is saying they're not getting them.

 

The lawyer who's following this advises that Newsom will face a challenge in this law. I can't imagine a state so gung ho to force somebody to comply with their belief of how this person should be that they would extradite them from a state when all they're trying to do is become who they truly are meant to be. 

There's a lot of ignorance in the anti-trans movement. There are people who walk around thinking you weren't trans, and somehow somebody put a thought into your head to make you become that one day. That's not the case. The transgender community is certainly evolving, but to make the decision to transition is a personal one.

 

People go into that decision understanding the body changes that are going to come with hormone replacement therapy. They also understand what surgeries they want to have to help them become. Nobody put it into their head to be that way.

However, the idea of what gender identity is has been turned on its head in the last decade or so. We've always had people who will blur the lines and would be considered gender fluid. There are people who have been hiding in the closet of gender expression. There are people who would like to go out sometimes dressed as female, despite the fact that they are male. 

 

They're not necessarily uncomfortable with being male, but they want to express their femininity sometimes. In doing so, sometimes they decide that they really want to become female full time. They wouldn't necessarily be diagnosed as gender dysphoric, but in their minds, they've made the decision to transition anyway. It's a whole other discussion. 

For the transgender youth, there are all kinds of different groups out there to help them. Some of the panelists were there to discuss the effort to help get housing, hormone replacement, jobs and whatever is needed for these trans youth. A lot of good things exist now that weren't there 20 or so years ago.

 

Specific to ethnic groups, there are groups for the Latina trans population, African Americans and so on. The important takeaway here is that there's more help out there than ever before for the trans community, but we're facing blowback and threats against our own existence to this day.

Sylvia closed the whole event with her speech. She's struggled a little bit, but she's kept an amazing, upbeat spirit. There's something really admirable about this woman. I watched her bounce from one group to another with a spring in her step. She posed for pictures, including a picture with me. 

 

She was willing to stop and talk to anybody afterwards and share her experiences, because she hopes that by sharing Gwen's story, a difference will be made in the world. The fact is, her story is making a difference. Gwen's story still resonates with people 20 years later, and that will continue to be the case.

Gwen Araujo was somebody who had been bullied and made to feel like she was wrong to be who she was. In her own household, she had acceptance from her mother and her family. Outside the door, it became so difficult that she didn't graduate high school. Still, she had dreams. 

 

She and her mother had talked about how good Gwen was at doing hair and makeup. She was going to go to beauty school, and it was her ambition to be somebody who went to Hollywood and did the hair and makeup of the stars. This might be who she was now had she been allowed to live, but hate ruled that night.

While I know Sylvia hurts inside when she has to relive these things in telling Gwen's story, I know she feels that it's something she needs to do whenever possible. I've been praying on this for a while this year. I've felt that with what's going on with the trans youth in places like Florida and Texas, Sylvia could tell a story that would resonate. 

 

We weren't talking about parents of trans children too much 20 years ago. Most of the time, it was that a child was trans and got kicked out of their home. Sylvia was a mother who stood by her child, only to see that child get murdered. When she tells her story, she makes a difference.

For me personally, I feel like I know Gwen. I felt like by being at this event and seeing her mother and her aunt and looking over and seeing some of Gwen's friends, I know her a little bit more. She was in that room with us, or so I believe.

 

Every time I see a picture of her, I get a little bit sad about what we lost the day she was murdered. I start having that discussion with myself. Maybe it would be okay if I didn't know her if it meant that she still lived. 

 

I know some see her as a martyr for the trans community, and she is. However, to Sylvia Guerrero, Gwen was her baby girl. She'll always be that. God Bless Gwen and Sylvia.

Emily's Revenge

Ruby had finally done it. She had her hair appointment a few days earlier. This was a milestone for the trans woman. Her friend paid for her appointment, and she got her hair done in strawberry blonde. Her eyebrows looked neat and feminine. She even found some makeup tutorials online, and her makeup skills were noticeably improving.

She had resolved to keep to her plan to go to the gym multiple times every week. She wasn't sure what she needed to do, but she knew this was a good place to start. She didn't want to get bogged down with spending a bunch of money on lessons and training for anything. The membership was enough, and she had access to all of the equipment.

She liked to stop off at the coffee house on her way to the gym. Maybe it was counterproductive, but she liked having her mocha frappuccino before she went to the gym. On this occasion, a lady strolled into the cafe. She was wearing one of the shirts worn by the employees at the gym.

 

Her black hair was done up in a cute pixie do. She didn't wear a bunch of makeup, but she wore red lipstick that popped. Ruby noticed it as the lady walked in and sat down at the table next to her to wait for her order to be called.

For some reason, Ruby felt like talking to her. "You work at the gym," she asked?

The lady flashed a boastful smile. "Well, I manage the place. Actually my family," she paused as her order was called at the counter. She went over to get it.

Ruby figured this was the end of the discussion, but she was used to it. At least the woman said a few words to her. The lady walked back to her table and grabbed her bag, turning to look at Ruby. "Do you go to the gym? "

Ruby nodded. "Yeah. In fact, I'm going as soon as I finish my drink."

"My name's Roxy," she said is she held out a hand.

"I am Ruby."

Roxy grinned as she shook her hand. "Finish your drink and maybe I'll see you at the gym. I'm guessing you don't really know where you want to start?"

"I've been coming for the last month, and I've been hitting the treadmill and the stationary bike."

She looked at Ruby and nodded. "Yeah, I think I recognize you. Most of the new members go to those machines. It's a safe place to start, and you can burn calories. However, I can help you even more. Maybe I'll see you there."

Ruby watched as Roxy walked out. She couldn't help noticing her shapely ass and her sexy hips. She finished her drake before leaving.

As she walked through the parking lot towards the gym, a black man drove by in an SUV and rolled down his window. "Hey babe. What you doing?"

Ruby kept walking and looking forward as she responded. "I'm going to the gym."

"You look cute babe," the man said with a smile. "Why don't you hop in here with me. I have something I want to show you."

Ruby shook her head. "I'm going to the gym."

"What? Don't you like tall black men?" He flashed her a confident smile.

"I didn't say that," she replied as she kept walking. "I'm just going to the gym."

"Suit yourself, babe. Maybe I'll see you later." He rolled up his window and kept driving through the parking lot.

Ruby headed to the gym and went directly to the ladies room to change as Roxy was walking out. "There you are. I was beginning to think maybe you weren't coming. I have to do some stuff, but I can help you if you want. Do you have any goals in mind?"

"I just want to lose weight before I really get into hormones," Ruby explained. "The girls are telling me that it can be hard to lose weight on HRT. I'm also thinking about doing something to make my tummy a little flatter."

See looked at her for a minute. "You don't look too bad, but I can help you with your tummy. Let me show you a few things. You'll be here for a while, right?"

"I don't know if I want to pay for instructions or anything. Money is a little tight and."

Roxy interrupted her. "Did I say I wanted money, Ruby? I can help you. Just go do what you're planning to do, and I'll see you in a bit."

Ruby went to the corner stall and slipped into a pink pair of shorts and top before going to the stationary bike. She was on the bike for good a 40 minutes when Roxy came walking by and looked towards the door. "Oh crap, it's Emily. You better be careful around her."

"Why," Ruby asked as she recalled her encounter with the woman a couple of months earlier?

"She is known to go through girls like you pretty quickly. She has a thing for trans women."

Ruby looked at Roxy, arching an eyebrow. "How do you know that?"

"When you're around this gym as much as I am, you pick up on things." She smiled as if she knew something she wasn't telling and looked back at Emily, who appeared to make eye contact with her very briefly. "Anyway, I'm going to be busy for about another half an hour or so."

"Fine. I'm just going to get on the treadmill after I'm done here. Let me know. I'll make my way to the hot tub after that."

Ruby nodded and smiled. "Yeah, a lot of people like to go to the hot tub after a workout. It's the perfect way to end a day here. I like to get in there myself when I get a chance. That is to say, if I'm not too busy with what they need me to do around here."

The treadmill workout was going well, but about 10 minutes from the end, the familiar black man from the SUV got on the treadmill next to Ruby. He smiled and winked at her. "Fancy meeting you here, baby."

She didn't say anything, focusing instead on the moderate jogging pace she was keeping.

He looked at her, noticing a little bit of a jiggle in her chest. "Oh baby. Are you sure you don't want to hang out with me after the gym? I think you and I could have a lot of fun together."

"No thanks," she politely replied. It wasn't lost on her how fit and handsome he was, but she was there for a workout

"Think about it, baby. I'm not a bad guy. I can make you feel real good," he winked.

Roxy showed up at the treadmill. She eyed the man suspiciously and looked back at Ruby. "Is he giving you a hard time?"

"Not really."

She skeptically looked at the man and back at her. "Yeah, somehow I don't believe that. Are you ready for a tummy workout?"

"I've been working out pretty good as it is," Ruby replied as she reduced her pace to a walk. "I've burned off 700 calories today."

"Good girl. I want to show you a couple things you can do to reduce your tummy if you're ready."

The black man stared at the asses of both women as they walked away. He was casually walking on his treadmill.

"So yeah, you can use this machine over here. I'll show you how it works. I can spot you if you want to do some sit-ups over there on the mat. There's also this one over there here," she pointed. "You don't have to push yourself too hard when you do it. A lot of girls get intimidated."

"I'm not intimidated. I mean, I know how to pace myself," Ruby insisted. "I just need to know what I'm doing."

"Well, I can teach you," Roxy assured her. "I can teach you quite a bit, if you're open to learning new things."

There was something in the way she said that, and it made Ruby a little nervous. Was she coming on to her? She let Roxy lead the way and got a nice workout before she headed back to the ladies room to slip into her black swimsuit. 

She exited her stall to see the auburn haired woman, Emily, looking at her through the mirror. "I think it's about time to get my hair done again," she said as she looked at Ruby's reflection in the mirror. "Just like you did. You look nice, by the way."

"Thank you," Ruby blushed.

"Why haven't you called me," Emily asked as she stared at her. "I was expecting you to call me, and you haven't yet. Why?"

"I don't know," she shrugged. "I got busy."

Emily frowned. "That's the wrong answer. That's such a guy answer, and you're not a guy, are you?"

"Why are you talking to me this way? I'm sorry I didn't get in touch with you, but I kind of got busy. I wasn't seeing you around here much when I came in."

"Well, I have a life, Ruby."

"And you assume I don't have one?"

Emily frowned. "I don't like you talking to me this way. It's not nice."

"I'm not trying to offend you, and I was just trying to go to the pool and the hot tub."

Emily sighed. "Well don't let me stop you. Go right ahead," she paused as she practically stared a hole through her, "but I'm not done with you yet."

Ruby was going to ask her what she meant by that, but the conversation was making her uncomfortable. She headed to the hot tub and enjoyed a soak. She went into an almost meditative, relaxed state and enjoyed the way the water made her feel.

After a little bit of time in the pool, she wanted to hit the sauna. As usual, the one sauna was full, but the steamier one was almost empty. She couldn't make out who was in there with her, but she took a seat on another bench.

"Hey baby, fancy meeting you here."

She recognized the voice of the black men.

He got up and sat next to her. "My name's Darnell. Your name is Ruby, isn't it?"

"How would you know that," she asked nervously?

"I'm a man who likes to know who he's dealing with. I asked around. You're kind of a wall flower here, aren't you? They say you like the ladies."

"Who says?"

"That's not important. You shouldn't be afraid of me, baby. In fact, you should want to be around me. You're hot, and I kind of dig your vibe. Can I show you something?"

"I don't think," she felt Darnell take her hand and guide it to his crotch. What she felt was a rather impressive nine inch cock in his shorts. It was already pretty hard.

"You want to take a closer look baby? It's just us in here?"

"I don't think," he took her hand and guided it underneath his shorts. Her hand was now touching a man's penis. He began to pull down his shorts. His cock was now exposed in the steamy sauna.

"Darnell, I don't think we should be doing this."

He chuckled. "Baby, we already doing it. My cock is out, and if you want me to put it away, you're gonna have to do something for me."

She gulped. "What?"

"You can see I'm hard, baby. So, either do something with your mouth or give me that sexy ass of yours." He paused for a moment. "Frankly, I'd like to get up inside that, although I don't know how much time we have before somebody comes in here. It's not a good idea to get caught."

 

"Caught," Ruby replied incredulously? "Look, you started this."

He laughed. "Baby, they ain't gonna care. We'd both be in trouble. Thing is, I have another gym I go to, but I'm guessing if you get tossed out you're screwed. You probably don't even have the money to go anywhere else."

There was a silence in the room for a moment before Ruby spoke. "What am I supposed to do?"

"You're a big girl," he replied with a big smile that she couldn't see through the steam. "You figure it out." Before she knew it, Ruby decided to crawl down on the floor between his legs and began licking his massive shaft.

"Put your mouth on it, baby. Go ahead and suck it. I want to feel it. Suck me, baby."

Ruby was licking the tip of his thick cock and found out that it was a big thing to take into her mouth. She began licking the shaft and sucking, still not putting her head too far down.

"Oh shit, baby. Do it like this." She felt his hands pushing her head down, and before she knew it, she was fighting her gag reflex and soon gagging on his thick black monster.

"Yeah, baby, suck it. Go deep. You want me to cum in yo mouth so you can get out of this little situation you're in, don't you?" His amusement was evident by the tone of his voice.

All Ruby could manage was muffled moans with her mouth filled with big black cock. She could taste the strong hint of his essence, and that let her know that he was about ready to blow a big load.

"Shit, I think I'm in love," he started to laugh. "Baby, I'm going to want that ass of yours eventually."

She wanted to say no, but her mouth was filled with his cock and soon his creamy load. She tried to catch most of it, but it was a big load. Some of it escaped through the sides of her mouth.

"Oh, fuck yeah, baby. There it is. Suck yo Daddy's cock."

His taste was strong in her mouth, and Ruby was both turned on and ashamed of what she had just done in a very public place.

When he was satisfied, Darnell casually pulled up his shorts and left the room.

Ruby tried to compose herself. This was not something she initiated, but she felt that she had to go along with it.

The door opened and somebody entered. She heard the voice of Roxy. "I know what you were doing in here, young lady," she laughed.

"I didn't do anything."

She sat down next to her. "Don't sell yourself short, baby. You did quite a bit. Darnell has a rather big cock, don't you think?"

"How would you know," Ruby replied, frustrated that she was unable to say no and that Roxy was insisting on this conversation?

"You're a big girl," she chuckled. "How do you think I know?"

The room got silent. It was Roxy who broke the silence again. "Can I show you something, sweetie?"

"I'm not going to eat your pussy," Ruby blurted out. "Not in here at least."

"So there's a chance you want to eat my pussy," she asked seductively? "Thing is, it might be a little bit different than you think, baby. But that's not what I wanted to show you."

Ruby got up, but Roxy stood up behind her, her breasts in her company T-shirt pushing against Ruby's back. She felt something else pushing against her butt. "What are you doing, Roxy?"

"Showing you something," she insisted, as she kissed the back of her neck. "I can show you more, if you want. Nobody will come in here. "

Ruby felt something pushing between her ass crack, but her swimsuit was there. It felt big. "Roxy, I don't know."

"I think you do. I think you want to let this happen. I think you want to let me do what I'm wanting to do, and I think you'd be grateful for the chance to do it." She kissed her on the back of her neck again. "Am I right?"

"I've got to go," Ruby said, her mind filled with confusion. She walked out to the other end of the pool room where her bag was and her phone was charging. She sat on the bench.

 

Roxy walked out of the sauna and looked around before spotting Ruby. She winked at her, although Ruby couldn't tell, and then headed out of the pool room.

Ruby sat there for a while before getting into the pool for a bit. She got in the hot tub, but she was too distracted to relax. She decided if she couldn't get into the less steamy sauna, she would leave. That room was busy the whole time, so she decided to go to the shower.

After casually undressing and getting ready to turn on the water, the door opened. It was Emily, but this time there was something different about her. Between her legs was a cock, but of course Emily had a pussy. This was a strap-on cock.

"What are you doing," Ruby asked nervously?

"You let me down, love. I thought we had something special." She pouted. "I thought you and I could have some real fun together."

Ruby looked at her for a moment in disbelief. "You raped me."

Emily laughed. "You didn't seem to mind. I didn't tell you to get down there and eat my pussy afterwards, did I?"

Ruby blushed. "No, I just thought that was the right thing to do."

Emily stepped up to her. "That's because you totally liked what we did." She sniffed the air, smelling something on Ruby's breath. "Have you been sucking cock?"

Ruby was embarrassed. "Yeah, I kind of, well, he kind of came on to me in the sauna."

"Fucking Darnell," Emily frowned. "What a perv. In any case, I'm really disappointed that you didn't call me. That's not right."

"My head was messed up after what we did, Emily. I'm sorry, but it left me a bit confused and."

Emily kissed her. "You shouldn't be confused about that. I'm totally into you, love. I think you and I and my friend could have a lot of fun together."

"Who's your friend," Ruby asked? "You've mentioned her before, but."

"In due time. Right now, I need to punish you for not calling me. But I think you'll like this punishment. I'm going to take that ass of yours and make you my girl."

Ruby looked down, noticing the seven inch pink dildo attached to the strap-on harness. "We don't have any lube or anything."

Emily laughed. "So, it's not a no then?"

"I'm just saying."

Emily took her by the hand and led her out of the shower and to the changing area. Standing there in her company t-shirt and shorts was Roxy, who had a sizeable bulge. "You," was all Ruby managed.

"Surprise," Roxy grinned as Emily walked over and kissed her. 

Emily reached over for the lube. "I'm going to take her ass," she said to Roxy with a smile.

"You wouldn't be you if you didn't," she replied as she walked over and kissed Ruby. "You're a cutie. I just think that if you're going to suck Darnell's cock, the least you can do is suck mine."

Ruby's mind was in overload, and what she thought to say was she wanted to do more than suck it, but she knew that Emily was going to have her way with her first. "Aren't we going to get in trouble? I mean, anybody can come in here, right?"

 

Roxy shook her head. "Nobody's coming in from the pool room. The ladies aren't even in there right now. The other door is being worked on," she explained using air quotes, "by another friend who's in the door repair business."

Emily lubed up Ruby's tight ass. "That's about the only thing Darnell is good for," she chuckled.

"You, did you set me up," Ruby stammered?

Roxy shook her head. "No. He saw you outside and mentioned something to me. I just put a plan together at the last minute, but it was hardly a set up."

"Still," Emily said as she massaged Ruby's butt cheeks with her hands, "when an opportunity presents itself." She began to push against Ruby's tight hole with her silicone invader.

The lube made it easier for the head of her fake cock to penetrate her, and it slowly went in as she pushed Ruby down to her hands on the bench in front of her. "Take it, baby."

"I'm going to go check on Darnell," Roxy said as she kissed Emily before going to the other door.

"Oh fuck," Ruby moaned. "It's big."

"Don't be such a baby. I didn't break out the big one," Emily chuckled. "Just relax. It's not coming out until you cum for me."

What Ruby didn't know was Emily was an expert in strap-on play with other trans women and men. She went slow and steady at first, massaging her prostate in just the right way. Ruby's moans started getting louder. 

"Does my little sissy girl like this, " Emily asked in her sensual voice? Her clitoris being stimulated on the other end by her special harness.

"Definitely, oh God."

"I take it you're going to call me tonight," she said as she kept thrusting.

Ruby was moaning loudly, but that wasn't good enough for Emily, who thrust in hard a few times. "I'll call you, " the trans woman yelped. "I promise."

"Good girl." She kept thrusting. "You know, I have a dungeon at my place too. I might have to spank you for being such a disobedient little bitch."

Ruby looked back at her. "I'm not really into that sort of thing," she protested.

"Maybe you are and you just don't know it yet," Emily winked as she continued to thrust in and massage her prostate.

"We've got him at the door for another 15 minutes at the most," Roxy explained as she kissed Emily before positioning her cock at Ruby's mouth. Ruby didn't need instructions. She began kissing and sucking it.

"That's fine, I'm thinking this little bitch is going to explode in another 5 minutes."

Roxy was getting hard in Ruby's mouth. "Perfect, so then we'll have time for me to get inside her too."

Ruby was already leaking little strings of her precum from the tip of her small cock.

"You can have her now, lover. I've got her ready for me."

"Give me just a minute," Roxy said. She's getting me pretty hard, and I like what she does with her mouth."

Emily grinned as she kept thrusting. "Yeah, you do like getting it sucked, don't you?"

She winked at Emily. "Especially by you."

Emily was doing a skillful job of massaging Ruby's prostate. "How are you feeling, love? Feel like you're going to cum?"

"Oh God, yes, but it's hard."

"You have to relax," she continued to thrust steadily. "Feel it and surrender to it."

Ruby was getting a taste of Roxy's essence, and Roxy finally spoke up. "I want her ass. Do you mind, Emily?

"Take it."

Emily pulled out and Roxy easily entered her from behind. Emily went to lay down on the bench in front of Ruby. The pleasure of Roxy's she cock in Ruby's ass was about to send her over the edge. There was a hardness, but it was more forgiving and pleasurable to her that Emily's strap on cock.

Roxy was feeling the tightness around her impressive love stick. "Yeah, we're going to have a lot of fun together."

"I want that," Ruby insisted. She was trying to put her head between Emily's legs, but she couldn't quite get there. She wanted to put her tongue into her wet pussy.

Emily could see it. "Do you want this pussy, love?"

"Yeah."

"Only if you put your little cock into it," Emily insisted.

"Okay," Ruby replied, feeling the pleasure that Roxy was giving her ass.

Emily slid further down the bench with Ruby pretty much on top of her and Roxy still trusting into her ass. Ruby was feeling intense pleasure. She entered Emily's tight, wet pussy, feeling the pleasure of its warm embrace. Emily enjoyed a sensual kiss with Ruby.

In this way, The three of them were about ready to experience an amazing orgasm. It was Ruby who began to cum inside of Emily's hungry pussy. As her ass squeezed Roxy's cock, she exploded into her. It was a hot and passionate moment the three experienced in the ladies room.

As Roxy pulled out of Ruby, Ruby lay on top of Emily kissing her. She knew she would be calling her and the three of them would be spending more time together. It seemed like this would become one of the most meaningful relationships that Ruby had ever had.

Emily's Conquest

Emily's Conquest

Ruby was happy to be at the gym. She'd gone through a bit of an emotional break up with somebody. That person had showed her the joys of working out at a gym. It wasn't something she thought about too much, but after her friend left her, she got a membership. She was enjoying working up a sweat and trying to lose weight.

Ruby was a trans woman. She wasn't particularly passable. She was coming out at a later age and felt like she was messing it up pretty badly. She'd been struggling with her transition and what she felt she could do for over a decade. She finally resolved to do more for herself. She just wanted to be happy.

Workouts for her meant getting on the treadmill and the stationary bike. She was trying to ease into things, but she knew she'd want to do things to flatten her tummy a little bit. She wasn't looking to bulk up, just lose some weight.

She was taking herbals and had been enjoying the little bit of breast growth she was getting as well as other changes. She was told that it is harder to lose weight when you get on HRT, so the gym membership seemed like the right idea.

She wasn't a particularly tall girl. She had long brown hair, but it was graying. She wasn't happy about the gray. Even though she was in her early 50s, she felt as if she hadn't truly lived. She still felt somewhat young. She wanted to do something about her hair and eyebrows. She had tried to shape them a little, but they still needed work.

Despite that, she was going out dressed in cute feminine clothing. Often times with floral patterns and leggings or cute shorts that showed off her smooth, sexy legs. 

On this occasion, she was starting out on the stationary bike, and she didn't notice the auburn-haired woman with her friend. They were on two of the other machines behind her, and the auburn-haired woman had taken an interest in her.

Ruby was feeling the burn. 30 minutes into an hour on the stationary bike, she had worked off 100 calories and was sweating. This was exactly what she wanted, so she kept pedaling harder. She knew she'd be on the treadmill next. She had a goal for how many calories she hoped to work off, and her reward would be some time in the hot tub.

The auburn-haired woman was at the door when Ruby switched to the treadmill. The lady kissed her friend, who left the gym. She made her way to the treadmill next to Ruby. Ruby was jogging a little bit to get the calorie count up. The lady smiled at her. "You're certainly working up a sweat, aren't you?"

Ruby slowed down her pace and caught her breath. "I want to try to get to 400 calories today on the treadmill," she's replied. "Jogging a little bit helps that."

"I see," the lady remarked. "You know, sometimes just getting out and jogging can help you too. Plus, you're breathing the clean air."

Ruby was trying to figure out why this lady was talking to her and why she was on a treadmill talking about how she could be outdoors. "Yeah, I used to like to walk a lot outside, but I'm busy these days. This is the next best thing."

The lady smiled. "I hear you. By the way, my name is Emily. You're pretty cute."

Ruby did a double take. "What did you say?"

"Nothing," the lady smiled. "Nice to meet you. I'm going to go over and lift some weights."

Ruby finished her workout and reached the goals she set for herself. She headed to the ladies room. Emily was watching her as the trans woman disappeared. Ruby picked one of the stalls and slipped into her blue swimsuit. She thought she looked cute in it. It was something she got at Sears when the place was still open, but she hadn't gotten much use out of it until recently.

She went straight to the hot tub, where some older Latino men were having a conversation. The water felt warm against her body. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back to relax. She wasn't sure how long she had been in that state. It was a bit like meditation to her. She heard a voice behind her.

"You better watch it sweetie. The boys are going to be all over that ass of yours."

She turned and noticed Emily walking past her. "Did you say something?"

Emily chuckled. "Just that your swimsuit looks classy."

Ruby felt certain that's not what she heard, but she returned to relaxing in the hot tub. A bit later, she went to the sauna, but it was too crowded. The other sauna could get very steamy, and it was hard to see. It was warmer, so she usually didn't sit there very long.

She sat down and heard Emily a few moments later. "You look sexy in that swimsuit, sweetie. Are the guys coming on to you at all?

"No," she was relieved to reply. "I get that from some of the guys when I walk sometimes, but they're pretty good to me here. I'm not trying for anything like that, and besides," she stopped talking.

"Besides what dear?"

"Nothing."

"You can tell me. It's just us girls in here."

Emily waited for Ruby to say something, but Ruby remained silent. "So you're the shy type? Have it your way, love." She got up and left steam room.

Ruby was trying to figure out what the lady wanted from her. Most women didn't pay her much attention. She went back to the hot tub, casually strolled around in the pool, just moving her arms in the water and not exerting too much energy. After more time in the hot tub, she went to the less steamy sauna and then headed for the shower.

Ruby undressed, looking down at her tummy, which she hoped she could decrease in size through these workouts. Her little cock was very limp and her toes still looked good in metallic blue nail polish.

She was about to turn the water on when a naked Emily came strolling into the shower as if it was available. Ruby blushed. "Can I help you?"

"The other showers are crowded," Emily explained, though that was far from the truth. The other showers were empty. "I figured I could join you here."

Ruby got nervous. "It's just that, well, I'm just trying to take a shower, and."

"That's okay, sweetie. I figured we could help each other, " the cisgender woman insisted. "You know, you wash my back, I wash yours. You wash my," she seductively added, "you know. Maybe I wash yours."

"It's just that I," Ruby stammered. "I just wanted to take a shower."

"Nobody's stopping you, unless you're distracted by something." She stepped right in front of the trans woman. "Are you distracted, love?" She stood there, her D Cup breasts free. Her neatly trimmed vagina there for Ruby to see.

"I just."

Emily stepped forward and pinned her to the wall. "Look darling, this is how it's going to be. You're going to take that little cock and put it in my pussy. You're going to make love to me."

"I don't know if I can," Ruby said with a blush that still hadn't gone away from her cheeks. "I just."

"Why? Is it broken?" Emily looked down, gently taking Ruby's penis into her hand. "It doesn't look broken. What's this about, love? You can tell me. Are you a virgin? Are you gay?" She chuckled. "No, you're not gay. You're excited by this. You're a virgin, aren't you?"

Ruby blushed, but didn't say a word. Her penis started to get a little excited. Emily started to gently squeeze it and stroke it, ever so delicately. She got on her knees and kissed the cock in front of her, gently licking the shaft a little before sucking it.

The trans woman couldn't help but get hard. Emily giggled. "Good girl. I didn't think it was broken. It just needed the right motivation."

Ruby was stunned by the event that was playing out in front of her. She couldn't believe it was actually happening. It was as if she was mesmerized by the naked, auburn-haired beauty in front of her.

"I'm going to turn around right here," Emily said, seductively. "I want you to go ahead and put it inside me from behind. Just go ahead and do it, love. Give me all you've got." 

"I don't have much," Ruby replied, embarrassed to admit it. "I'm not that, um."

"You've got plenty of cock for what I need," Emily insisted. "Just put it inside me. Come on, love. Give mama that she cock of yours. It's just us girls here."

Ruby was nervous, but with Emily's exposed pussy in front of her, she began to enter her. The warm and snug feeling around her penis sent chills through her body. She moaned a little bit.

"Oh," she purred. "So, my sissy girl likes this? Good girl. Emily pushed back against Ruby, taking all she had, which wasn't much. That's it lover. Make love to this pussy."

"But, I'm not that big," she nervously replied as she slowly thrust her uninitiated she cock into a place it had never been before.

"Let me worry about that lover. Just do what you're doing. Give it to me as good as you can."

Ruby started aggressively thrusting as she grabbed Emily's hips. This wasn't something she really thought about doing, and she felt awkward at first. However, she could not deny the pleasure she felt. She kept thrusting and started moaning.

Emily chuckled. "I know it feels good, but you don't want to moan too much, love. We can't draw too much attention to ourselves here. We might get thrown out."

"Oh shit," Ruby said as she stopped thrusting. "Maybe we shouldn't be doing this."

"Shut up and fuck me," Emily ordered her, and Ruby started thrusting again. She kept at it, knowing that she couldn't last much longer.

"You're not doing too bad lover," Emily said as she moved her body and Ruby touched her where she needed it. "You've got a lot of potential. You just need the right woman to teach you."

Ruby's breathing got heavy. "I'm sorry, I'm going to cum."

"Don't be silly," Emily replied. "That's the whole point of this. Why don't you cum inside of me, lover girl."

"I'm going to," Ruby moaned. "It feels so good."

Emily pushed back against her. "Cum for me, babydoll. Give me what you got. Show me how much you love my pussy."

"But I want you to cum too," Ruby insisted before her own body betrayed her and she ejaculated inside of her first pussy. The pleasure she felt was amazing, but she felt guilty knowing that Emily probably didn't have an orgasm.

When she finished, Ruby pulled out and felt the urge to get down on her knees and eat Emily's pussy from behind. She didn't hesitate, though the hard floor was  not comfortable on her knees.

She licked all over Emily's pussy, not knowing exactly what to do. She tasted Emily's love juices mixed in with her own. Emily moaned. "You really do have potential, lover. Stick your tongue in there."

Ruby did as instructed. "Hmm, right there. Oh, you are an angel. Put it right there." She moaned. "If you want me to cum, keep doing that."

Emily's moaning was getting louder and echoing in the room. "Better be quiet or we'll get in trouble," Ruby warned between licks and probes with her tongue.

The cis woman pushed her ass in Ruby's face as her tongue entered her pussy. "Shut up and eat me, you silly bitch. I'm close."

Emily's legs trembled and she pushed her hands against the wall for balance. She moaned loudly, trying to speak, though the words didn't come out intelligibly. The trans woman had brought her to a nice orgasm with her mouth. "Hmm, that was amazing."

Emily caught her breath before turning around. She reached out her hand to help Ruby to her feet before giving her a passionate kiss. "You did good for your first time, lover. I'm proud of you." 

Ruby's mind was overloading with thoughts as Emily kissed her again. "I've got to go, but I dropped my phone number in your bag."

"You did?"

"Yeah, I figured you and I could have a good time together. Maybe at my place next time? Oh, and my friend Gina." She smiled mischievously. "You might have seen her with me earlier. She's fully trans, other than that magnificent piece of meat between her legs. I'm betting you're kind of a bottom girl." She winked. "Call it a hunch. I think the three of us could really have fun together."

Ruby looked at her in shock. "You're serious?"

"Sweetie," she smiled and kissed her again. "I basically just raped you here. You know I'm serious. I like girls like you, and I think you like girls. I think you might be who we're looking for."

She looked Ruby in the eyes, but the trans woman was unsure what to say. "Call me up so I won't have to come see you in the shower and have my way with you again." She kissed her.

Emily kissed Ruby one last time and left. Ruby stared at the shower door for a few moments before finishing her shower. She was no longer a virgin with cisgender women, and she could hardly believe what had just taken place. This gym membership was going to be even better for her than she imagined.

Finding Mother Mary - Chapters 1 and 2

Finding Mother Mary is the third and longest part of The She Vamp Saga. In the first two parts, we learned about She Vamps, which are sort of like vampires with a twist, through the characters Stephanie and Tabitha.

In these two chapters, we see how the two She Vamps are sharing their gift with others. As the story unfolds in other chapters, we meet Mother Mary, the leader of the She Vamp coven, and other characters. The story is over 23,000 words as of now. Below is a rough draft of the first two chapters.

 

Finding Mother Mary

Joe Receives The Gift

Joe had began to give up hope when he met Tabitha at a transgender support group at the local LGBT Center. In his heart, he knew he wasn't a he at all. He was a male only because of what he had between his legs and the way the world saw him. He tried to pretend for a long time despite how we felt inside.

At an early age, his sister encouraged him to play dress up with her. She called him her little dress up doll. They had a lot of fun together until she lost interest and moved on with her life. As Joe became old enough to go out to clubs, he discovered a trans friendly place across town.

He used to like to go there all dressed up pretty. Occasionally, he met a guy and went as far as performing oral on him. But then one day he met Stacy, his wife of 10 years. He tried his best to give it up, but he couldn't.

At first, Stacy was accepting of his feminine side, even encouraging him to dress up at home a little bit and engaging him in kinky sex play. She could see the feminine side in his mannerisms and the way he spoke, but he gave her affection. The one thing he didn't give her it was a child, and that's the one thing she wanted the most. After 10 years, she moved on from him.

And so it was that Joe spent the last half a dozen years of his life in loneliness, just going about his day at a boring job that helped him pay the bills. He thought as he approached 40 that his dreams of becoming his true self for all the world to see were just that, dreams. He felt he was a little too tall and didn't have good enough facial features to pull it off.

It was Tabitha who struck up the conversation with him at the meeting. Tabitha and Stephanie had decided on a better way to use their gifts. No longer were they fighting the urges to find some unsuspecting fool to give their gift too, whether he wanted it or not. They decided to help those who really wanted it.

Of course, with this gift, or curse as some people viewed it, came great responsibilities. So when Tabitha or Stephanie initiated somebody into the coven, they let them know all about the She Vamp curse and what to watch out for.

 

So it was that Tabitha sat with Joe in a room at a nondescript apartment complex across town. This was the place where they were setting up shop and initiating those who desired to become as they were.

Tabitha stared at Joe for a moment, sizing him up. "Are you sure you want this sweetie? This permanent situation."

"I've never been more sure of anything in my life, " Joe replied with a tear streaming down his right cheek.

"I think you need to understand right now what I can give you." Tabitha put her hand on Joe's bare leg. "I can give you what you see before you. Complete femininity. I know the pain you feel when you try to go out in public dressed as your true self, only to have people staring at you."

"I hate it, " said Joe. "It's the worst feeling in the world. I can't stand it."

"Well, I can give you what you want. I can give you passability. What I can't give you is a vagina. You'll have to go to the doctors and get gender reassignment surgery for that "

Joe wiped away a tear from his eye. "I'll deal with that later. I have to have it now. I want this now. I want the gift you have to give me."

"You understand it comes with a price." She stood before Joe and removed her pink shorts and purple panties. Her rather impressive she cock only a matter inches away from Joe's face. "Once you suck this and swallow my essence, which you must, you will have the taste, as the coven calls it."

"The taste, " Joe asked, a bit confused?

"Yes, the taste. You will crave semen every time there's a full moon. The urge will become overpowering."

"What happens if I don't get any?"

Tabitha laughed. "You won't die, if that's what you're worried about. But the longer you go without, the more desperate you'll become. It gets worse the longer you wait and you can become depressed."

"Oh."

Tabitha stepped forward until her she stick touched Joe's lips. "But don't worry, sweetie. There are many guys out there that will let a beautiful lady like us suck his cock all day long."

Joe took Tabitha's massive love muscle into his mouth and began sucking. In truth, it was an act enjoyed performing in the past. But this time, he did it not just for the reward that a girl gets for sucking cock just right. He desired to receive Tabitha's gift, the dream he had almost given up on. It became an obsession.

"It's going to be okay sweetie, " Tabitha reassured him as she ran her hand gently through his black hair. His hairline was receding, and she knew that soon he would have a full head of hair. "You will become closer to your true self than you've ever been before."

Joe looked up at her with his eyes desperately begging for the treat he was sucking for. There was a tear in his eye, but it was a tear of happiness.

"Such a sweet, beautiful creature. You belong with us." Tabitha felt herself about ready to explode. "Now take it all, sweetie. Don't let a drop get away from you. It's important that you swallow it all.'

"She must be joking, " Joe thought to himself. "No way I'm letting any of this go to waste." The first spurt shot to the back if his throat and he swallowed immediately. It seemed like she came in a large volume. In his experience, he had never swallowed so much before, but he did as instructed.

"Now you have the taste, " Tabitha said. "It's part one."

 "So, so I have to take a load in my..."

Tabitha nodded. "Yes, sweetie. You have to. It's the only way." She sat down next to Joe to explain. "I don't completely understand how it happens, but its a chemical reaction of some sort. I can only tell you to be prepared for the transformation that's about to happen. As much as you can be."

"Is it bad?"

"Its different. It isn't too painful. But, you are going to go through puberty. Your body is going to change in a short amount of time. Your kind of a tall person."

"I know, " Joe frowned.

Tabitha smiled. "You won't be for long. You'll actually get shorter. You're going to have a full head of hair."

"You mean, no more wigs, " Joe asked with excitement and his voice?

"Well, if you want to work on your look and try something different, but no, you won't need a wig anymore sweetie. Your hips are going to get wider, your body is going to change into a nice feminine form. You'll have breasts."

"Breasts, " Joe couldn't contain his excitement? Real breasts?"

Tabitha removed her pink top and the purple bra she was wearing and her impressive breasts popped out. "Real breasts, sweetie. Just like mine."

Joe started to cry. "Its like a dream come true. I, I don't know what to say."

Stephanie stood up and walked towards the window, looking out in thought. "It'll happen, but there's a price. Once I do this to you, you're going to crave it. I never asked you if you've ever had sex this way before."

Joe shook his head. "No, only oral. My wife used a strap on with me a couple of times, but it wasn't really her thing.".

Tabitha laughed. "Sweetie, this is a lot different that a strap on. Its the real thing. And once you take that first load, you become addicted. The hunger that you get from sucking cock, its the same type of thing only with your bottom. But," she turned around and looked at Joe. If you do suck cock and satisfy the hunger, you will keep that urge at bay. Its how Stephanie and I cope sometimes. A girl can only fight the craving for so long."

"Really?"

"Well, there are girls who like it more than others. Stephanie is it bit more of the slut than I am, but you can keep it at bay if you satisfy your craving for the taste. And, there's something else you should know."

"What is that?"

"Girls like us, She Vamps is the term most use, some of us get it in our heads that we're superior and that we can just do what we want. They spread this around to people, whether they want it or not."

Joe shook his head. "I would never do that. I just want it for me."

"You say that now, sweetie. Maybe you mean it. I mean it. And most the time I've been good about that, but there are occasions. A guy says the wrong thing to you, or you're in a bad mood or whatever the case may be. That's sort of what happened to me."

"You didn't want this?"

Tabitha shook her head, turned and looked back out the window. "No, I did. Don't get me wrong, I wouldn't change it for the world now, but at the time I hated it."

"What happened?"

"Her name was Mother Mary. She was the leader of the coven." She turned around and walked towards Joe. "I didn't know that at the time. She was just an attractive woman at a bar I frequented. She was coming on to me, and I admit it, I wanted a piece of that. She had this way about her."

"What way?"

She had the hint of a smile on her face as she remembered what happened. "She was a take control type of woman. Of course, she's the leader of the coven. You have to be that type of person in that position, but she wasn't dominant. I thought it was a kinky game at first."

"She must have put something in my drink, " Tabitha continued. "I don't know. But I was definitely receptive to her commands when we started playing. Only too late did I realize that she was a She Vamp. Only when she forced me to suck her."

"Forced you?"

"Well, it wasn't like I was being threatened, but she had a way about her. Maybe it was seduction. I did what she asked. The whole thing. Everything we're doing here, but I had no idea what the result would be. She did it to me on purpose and then she left me to figure out what was going on. Only once I transitioned did she come back to tell me what was happening to me."

"Well,  " Joe said with a smile. "At least she cared enough to do that."

"Yeah, she did. She actually took quite a liking to me, which upset some of the others in the coven. I got called her favorite and ridiculed behind my back."

"Is that why you left?"

"Part of the reason." She sat down on the edge of the dresser. "You see, the coven doesn't really care about whether they inflict this on somebody who wants it or not. They feel superior to everybody. Mother Mary doesn't agree with that philosophy entirely, but she has her moments where she will go out picking up unsuspecting men. She told me afterwards that even though I said I didn't want it the day she came back to check on me, she knew I did. She had me figured out. Maybe she was right, but I never would have asked for this."

"And that's why, " Tabitha added as she reached for the lube next to her, "Stephanie and I will not do this to anybody who doesn't want it. It's all about helping our transgender sisters become who they truly want to be."

"That's so, " Joe paused for the right words. "I don't know. noble? That's not the right word, but it means so much to me that you would do this. You have no idea really." Joe stood up and kissed Tabitha. "Thank you."

Tabitha saw how moved he was from the tears in his eyes. "Sweetie, do me a favor and get on the bed. Just get on all fours right there."

Joe eagerly obeyed. Tabitha stepped up behind him with the lube and inserted a couple of fingers into his tight virgin hole. "Sweetie, I'll go gentle, but it might hurt at first."

"Do what you need to do, " Joe said as he turned his head. "I'm all yours."

Tabitha laughed playfully. "Oh sweetie, don't say things like that. Said to the wrong person, you might regret those words." She began to press her hard she cock against his tight resistant hole. "Relax, sweetie. It will go better if you relax. Trust me."

"I'm trying, " Joe moaned.

Tabitha felt him begin to loosen up as she pushed in. There was pain at first for Joe as he let out a loud yelp. "It's okay sweetie. It's okay. Just relax. This is going to feel good here in a minute. Trust me." She slid in further. "Oh, sweetie, you're so tight."

"I've never done this before."

"It shows, sweetie." She pushed in further. "Almost there. Relax."

Tabitha was deep inside Joe's tight bottom. The feeling was amazing to her. Joe felt the pain, but when he relaxed and moved around a little bit, it started to feel good. Tabitha began slowly thrusting in and out.

The two established a slow and steady rhythm. "You're going to become a gorgeous girl," Tabitha said in a reassuring voice. "The girl of your dreams, sweetie."

Joe started to cry, thinking of how he would be changing. He wanted this so badly for so long, he almost couldn't believe it was finally happening. Soon, Tabitha begin to pick up the pace.

It was at once, clinical and yet sentimental. The others all enjoyed what she was giving to such willing recipients. Joe was begging for it. "Do it, " he moaned. "Make me one of you. Make me a woman."

Tabitha grabbed his hips and began a more steady and rapid thrusting maneuver. She felt the pleasure building up, and so did Joe, who was leaking just a little bit when Tabitha finally exploded inside his bottom. It seemed there was as much cum this time as when he had swallowed her first load, and he felt a warm glow from within. "Now you had the craving baby, " she said that she collapsed on top of him and kissed him on the back of the neck. "Welcome to The Sisterhood."

More Than A Workout

Stephanie had the desire. It was a craving for cock that she couldn't quench. The full moon was approaching. It had been a while since she had been penetrated buy a man. Most of the time, Stephanie and Tabitha could take care of each other's needs without having to go out looking for it.

It was one of the curses that came with being a She Vamp. You might enjoy using your equipment on poor unsuspecting men, and some girls. But eventually, you needed to go find a cock for yourself. You needed it badly from a man. Being as gorgeous as girls from the She Vamp coven are meant you'd have no trouble finding a guy, but occasionally one of them might freak out when they found out what you had between your legs.

After a warm bubble bath, Stephanie slipped into a tight pair of pink shorts that left nothing to the imagination. She chose a matching pink t-shirt that accentuated her big breasts quite nicely. She was putting the finishing touches on her makeup when Tabitha walked through the door.

"Oh my God, going to the gym again the, are we?" Tabitha grinned.

"Yeah, I need some of Dale.".

Tabitha giggled. "He's got plenty of it for you, girlfriend."

Stephanie put on her lipstick. "You know it. But it's exactly what I need right now. Oh, Tabby, I need it so bad I feel like I'm about ready to explode."

Tabitha hugged her girlfriend. "Don't worry sweetie. I know Dale won't disappoint you."

"The way I'm feeling, I might even need more than Dale, " she pouted. "This damn curse."

"It ain't that bad. We get to do a good thing with it too."

"I'm sorry I haven't been of much help. It's just hard for me to concentrate, but I did see Daniel this morning after you left. He was so thankful."

"I've seen two girls today. Joe was so sweet. She's going to love being one of us. I really think that we're doing the right thing with our gift. She was crying, Stephanie. She was actually crying while I was making love to her."

"Did you explain to her the things that we go through?"

"Absolutely, but she's going to be here to get help from the girls. And some of the girls like Luann and Marilyn will also be good role models."

"Sweetie, I wanted to ask you before you left this morning." Stephanie was just a bit concerned about Tabitha, who was having those dreams about the woman who gave her the gift. "Did you have the dream again last night?"

Tabitha nodded. "I don't know what it means. This time, she was begging me for help. She was actually begging, and it sounded like she was in trouble. I was looking for her, but all I could hear was her voice, and then I heard nothing."

"What do you think it means?"

"I don't know, but I have a bad feeling. I think she's in danger."

"Would be so bad if something happened to her," Stephanie casually remarked?

Tabitha stared at Stephanie, knowing that she didn't mean to be so hateful with such a comment. "Sweetie, Mother Mary isn't an angel. I know that. She told me she gave me this gift because I needed it, and I hated her at first. I grew to realize that she was right, but I hated her for making that decision for me."

She walked over to the window of the room, looking out as if deep in thought for a couple of moments as the room got silent. "Mother Mary was the one who reigned in some of the girls who really didn't care who they gave this to. There's an agenda in the group that could do harm to the world if unchecked. Mother Mary has her faults, but she does have a kind heart. If something happens to her Stephanie..." She didn't complete the thought.

Stephanie knew with Tabitha meant, but she had other worries on her mind. She checked herself in the mirror one more time before heading out to Dale's Gym, looking for a little bit of action to feed her craving.

Stephanie had it bad as she drove her car. It was something stirring inside that sexy ass of hers, and she squirmed in her car seat as if trying to take care of an itch that she couldn't scratch. Only one thing was going to take care of that.

She strutted into Dale's Gym looking for Dale or any guy. She saw a muscular man with a goatee about ready to push some weights. She smiled and started walking over to him. "I'll spot you baby."

It was Genie who noticed Stephanie. "Oh my God, Dale. She's here again."

"Who's here, " he looked over at Stephanie spotting the man lifting weights. He admired her sexy ass in those tight pink shorts. He grinned. "Just what I was looking for today."

"Oh my God, you pervert."

"Don't you have paperwork to do Genie," he snapped as he walked towards Stephanie. He knew about the curse. She told him. It was a good thing, because Dale had a thing for transsexual women and didn't mind bottoming for them occasionally. In his weaker moments, he wanted to bottom for Stephanie.

But Stephanie wasn't one who took delight in spreading the curse. It probably had something to do with the fact that the urges seemed stronger in her then some of the other girls. When she wanted it that badly, even Tabitha couldn't satisfy her. And she tried. There were times when Stephanie was in the kind of mood where she knew she might spread the curse after being satisfied by the right guy, and in those moments, she wore chastity.

Today was all about taking cock. She needed it in both ends. She found her first target. "Oh my God, such a strong man. Look at you go, Daddy."

"Hey Stephanie, " Dale said. "How have you been, Babydoll?"

"Oh you know, just living the dream, " she giggled flirtatiously. "You can do five more, Daddy. Show me what you got."

"Got to be careful this one Jimmy, " Dale warned. "She's more complicated than you may realize."

He put the weights back in their spot. "I don't know. She looks pretty easy to me."

"Looks can be deceiving. Come on Stephanie. Let's go in back and have a talk."

She wasn't arguing with him. "He can come if he wants, " she said seductively as she ran her long pink fingernails gently down the man's chest to the bulge in his shorts. "I don't mind."

Dale looked over at Jimmy. "You heard the lady. Join us if you want."

Two other men watched the scene play out and followed them to the back. Dale stood at the door to his office and turned to his receptionist. "Hold my calls, Genie. I'm busy."

"Yeah, right, " she replied sarcastically as she rolled her eyes.

Stephanie didn't stop to wait for Jim to say anything else. Once the door was shut, she was out of her clothes in an instant and on her knees pulling down Jimmy's shorts. Out popped a rather thick seven inch cock, which she took into her mouth.

"Oh yeah baby." Jimmy looked over at Dale. "She's nice. A regular?"

"Only in special circumstances," Dale replied as he removed his shorts and shirt and neatly folded them and put them on a table. "You've got to be careful with this one, Jimmy."

The other two men were naked and standing on either side of Stephanie with their cocks in their hands.

"Oh, that's it baby. Suck that cock." Stephanie started stroking the cocks on either side of her and took turns sucking them just a little bit. "I like this one, " Jimmy said.

"I figured you would, but I was unsure whether I should tell you about her."

Stephanie spoke just briefly before going back to sucking the cocks. "You should have. He's a cutie."

"Whatever you do, don't suck her cock. Don't bottom for her. Even if she asks. Even if she begs. Don't."

Jimmy couldn't help but look down and noticed the big cock between her legs. "Why not? Looks like that would taste pretty nice to me."

"Trust me, don't." He guided Stephanie to the special table. "Come on baby, let me give you what you need."

In moments, Stephanie felt Dale's massive cock pushing inside her eager and hungry t-girl pussy hole. "Oh God, yes. fuck me baby." Those were the only words she got out before Jimmy put his cock in her mouth.

The activity had just begun. Stephanie was about ready to get what she needed. The hunger and the craving were so great that she couldn't fight it. She didn't want to fight it. She needed cock, and she found it. It was fortuitous for her that Dale and the boys loved giving her what she needed any time she wanted it.

 

Coming Soon, Finding Mother Mary. It's the third and longest part of The She Vamp Saga.

 

If  you haven't seen the first two parts, they are available at Smashwords. Look For The She Vamp Saga: Stephanie And Tabitha By Candice Marie

The Birth Of Tanya

The Birth Of Tanya

It happened so fast that Jeremy didn't even have time to react. He was walking down a fairly deserted street on his way to a club he had heard about. The women are hot and loose, is what they said. Quietly, an unmarked white van drove up behind him. He barely heard the engine when they got up next to him. 

He looked up at a figure dressed in black with a black mask and gloves. The person put something against his face, and he blacked out. When he awoke, he was sitting in a room that was very dark. There was a glowing big box in front of him that was humming. Wires where connected from the box to himself. He realized he was wearing a cap of some kind that was connected to his head.

Looking to his right, he saw a beautiful blonde haired woman. She was naked and standing up, but motionless. Her eyes were shut, and she appeared to be propped up somehow. He couldn't get a good look at her. "What the hell am I doing here," he yelled? Get me out of here."

He heard a voice. "My apologies Mr Phillips. May I call you Jeremy?"

"Who are you?" he looked around to find a face to go with the voice, but he saw nothing. He noticed a window on his right, but he couldn't make out any figures behind that window.

"Who I am is not as important as why you're here. I'm afraid I must apologize to you for bringing you here under rather unfortunate circumstances, but our company was in a bind."

"What company?"

"We cater to a very elite clientele. People who would rather not die and have the money to ensure that it doesn't happen."

He laughed. "That's ridiculous. That's like something out of a science-fiction movie. Why am I really here?"

"Laugh all you want, but I'm afraid it's true. We clone human bodies, but we need time for the bodies to grow completely. That body next to you is the result of one year of growth. We have to perfect the process. When the soul gets transferred into the body, it needs to age regularly, and this is something we have perfected. It can't be rushed any quicker than a year."

"Okay, so what if it's true? What does that have to do with me?"

We had a client to come to us for a rebirth. This would be his third time with us. He's one of our oldest clients.

Jeremy's jaw dropped. "How long have you been doing this?"

"It's been a while," the voice said smugly. "Suffice it to say, our customer had expectations, and one of our engineers bungled the order and gave us the body you see next to you. We couldn't get a male body in time, and his soul only has so much time before we lose it."

He strained to look at the female body next to him, she was naked. She had rather impressive features, including Double D size breasts, from the looks of her, she had a nice ass. She looked like the kind of woman that would be out of his league. "The body looks fine to me."

"I'm glad you said that, Mr Phillips. Maybe this doesn't have to be such a bad experience after all." 

"What does that mean," he asked nervously? 

"Well you see, we are going to take your body and give it to our client. That much has been decided. Our teams have been roaming the streets for 48 hours trying to find somebody, and you fit the bill perfectly."

"I won't do it," he protested. "You can't get away with this."

The man laughed. "You're in no position to disagree with anything, Mister Phillips. We are going to take your body, whether you agree to it or not. However, we have an opportunity for you."

"What opportunity," he asked skeptically? He didn't like where this conversation was going.

"You see, the beautiful body next to yours won't last very long without a soul in it. In fact, there are no clients on our list looking for a body quite like hers, so we might have to dispose of her, but that's where you come in."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"Oh its simple, Mr Phillips. We're taking your body whether you like it or not. You can either fade away to wherever your soul is headed, or you can enter this body and live out her life."

"I won't live life as a woman. That's ridiculous."

"Hear me out. You may like the terms."

"Our client is a rich man. When you make a deposit for your next body, we establish a bank account for that individual. We establish legal documents. It's all on the up-and-up in the eyes of the law. She's got a bank account, and there is over 1 million dollars in it. She's got a condominium in the good part of town, she's got an extensive wardrobe and she's got a job. She's a receptionist, but it pays well. She starts work on Monday."

Jeremy laughed nervously. "No way. I'm not going to live my life as a woman."

"A financially solvent woman. From what we gleaned from your wallet, you don't do so well. You've kind of bungled your life, and it's just getting started. Our client will live the life of Jeremy Phillips in a much more successful manner than you ever could."

"But it's my life. I won't give it up," he protested. "I'm not living life as a woman."

"Suit yourself, Jeremy." He hit a switch and a buzzing sound was heard. Jeremy's head started feeling funny. 

"No, wait. I'll do it. I'll take her body," he began to sweat and was in a panic.

"A wise decision, Mr Phillips," The voice replied smugly. "Just relax. It will be over soon."

Jeremy woke up in a dimly lit room. His body was tingling all over as he was laying in bed. "Hello, he yelled, hearing a feminine voice come out of his mouth."

"Miss Wilson, glad you are awake," came the voice. "We have your ID and all your information in your purse. We picked out clothing for you to wear. Put it on and wait. Our people will be in there shortly to transfer you."

"Can't I just walk out of here?"

"I'm afraid not, Tanya. That would put our whole organization at risk. Don't worry, we will see you to your condo. Everything you'll need to go about your life will be there."

Tanya set up on the bed, looking down at her breasts. She had never seen them from this perspective before. She began gently squeezing them, and her body felt tingles. Her groin area was reacting to the touch. "Oh shit," she said to herself. "Is this real?"

She reached between her legs, gently fingering her neatly trimmed pussy, and the feelings were unlike anything she had ever experienced before. She looked around the room. "There must be something here."

Sitting on the white stand next to the bed was a vibrator. She grabbed it and turned it on, gently massaging her clit and feeling pleasure unlike she had ever experienced before. Something was coming over her, and she didn't fight it. Soon, she was exploring her pussy with the vibrator and having an orgasm. 

She wanted to keep going, but the voice came over the PA system. "I'm glad you like your new body, Miss Wilson, but you to need get dressed."

She was embarrassed. She sat the vibrator on the stand and grabbed the nude panty and bra set, jeans and lavender blouse that were provided for her. The jeans hugged her hips and ass in the right way, and she was looking at her backside. Her breasts filled out her blouse nicely. On the floor was a pair of sandals.

No sooner had she gotten dressed than somebody dressed in black with a mask on came towards her. "You don't have to," she began to say, but the figure grabbed her and put something against her face.

Tanya was laying on a couch in a rather nicely decorated condominium when she opened her eyes. She stood up. "I must be dreaming," she muttered to herself. The voice that came out of her mouth told her she wasn't.

She looked in the bathroom, which was decorated in pastel pink. There were towels and other essentials. The bathtub also had a shower nozzle. It looked nice enough.

She walked into a bedroom, which looked like the guest bedroom. It had a nice bed and a dresser. 'I wonder how much this place costs," she muttered to herself?

She went into the master bedroom. There was a big queen size bed. The pinks were brighter. The bed had nice sheets on it that looked comfortable. There was a makeup desk with a full-length mirror and lights above it. "Oh that's right," she said to herself. "I've got to learn how to do makeup."

She opened the closet door to find that it was a walk in. They weren't kidding when they said there were clothes. There were dresses, skirt outfits, pant suits and plenty of lingerie to relax in. There were also rows of shoes of many types. "Oh my God," she said, feeling a tingle. The idea of dressing up in these clothes appealed to her body at least. She was still getting used to the thought.

There was a bathroom with a very nice sauna tub that could be used for a shower. Various hygiene products were there along with lotions and that kind of thing.

She sat on the bed. Instinctively, she opened the bed stand drawer. Her mouth opened when she saw the contents. There was lube, a couple of nice vibrators, bigger dildos, and even a strap-on. They were butt plugs as well.

Her body tingled, and without much thought, she removed her clothing. She sat on the bed with a big eight inch neon pink dildo and vibrator. The closet door opposite the bed had a mirror, and she lowered herself on her dildo, taking it into her ass while she begin rubbing the vibrator outside her pussy. This was intense for Tanya. 

The part in her mind that was still Jeremy didn't understand why he would want to do this, but her body was speaking another language. She bounced up and down on the dildo, stretching her ass. Rubbing her clit with her vibrator, leading to a powerful orgasm. How long she was playing with her toys, she didn't know. She collapsed on the bed with the vibrator running in her pussy and the dildo still in her ass.

She composed yourself. "What the hell is wrong with me?" She was a little ashamed of herself.

She walked back into the living room and noticed some papers on the kitchen table. There were instructions on where she needed to go to work, what her job was and other vital information. 

There were headphones, a flash drive and a note, telling her that she could watch the videos on the flash drive to become more comfortable with her body.

It said hyper-sexualized body, and she stopped and pondered that for a moment. "What the hell did that mean?"

She went back to the instructions. Two pages in, it mentioned that her body was hyper-sexualized, supposedly by mistake. She took immense pleasure in having sex and might have overwhelming sexual cravings. It was written as a warning. "What kind of twisted fucks are these people," she muttered to herself? 

She had a laptop on her makeup desk, and she put the flash drive into it and the headphones synchronized with the laptop. There were hypnosis videos, but it was more than that. It was like her body had been programmed to receive this information. There was female etiquette, protocol and makeup. Images flashed on the screen, and then there were instruction videos that she watched intently. The content was hours long, and before she knew it, it was time for bed.

She had the most intense dream, being tied down and raped. It also led to her squirting herself awake. "Oh my God," she sat up in bed. "What the hell is happening to me?" 

She did her best to get sleep, but the morning came quickly. She took a break for a warm bubble bath and set down at her makeup table. It was amazing how effortless doing her makeup was. She reached for a bra and panty set. Her closet had several pant suits, and she grabbed a blue one. She moved the contents from the purse she had brought with her and put them into a blue purse. After checking her makeup in the mirror again and fixing her red lipstick, she headed out the door.

She was a receptionist for one of the bigger office buildings in there city. It was basic work. People came in and asked for directions, and she helped them. There were times when she escorted people where they needed to go as a personal touch for the company. The work wasn't too difficult and it paid well, which she realized when she got her first check.

One thing Tanya learned was how it was to be an attractive woman in the city. Guys were staring at her, no matter what she wore. Even if she wasn't dressing up fancy, they were checking out her ass or her breasts. When she dressed up a little bit prettier, she got lewd comments. Even the occasional woman smiled at her in such a way that she knew they were attracted to her. She liked that idea.

At home, her vibrators and her dildos got regular use as she couldn't seem to get enough of that. She had started wearing a butt plug to work sometimes, just because it helped dim her urges a little bit. It was one day when she thought she saw a ghost. Walking up to the desk was her. That is to say, it was Jeremy Phillips. She looked over at her colleague, "Steve, do you mind if I step away for a moment? I need to talk to this person."

"Go ahead, Tanya. I'll cover for you," he smiled. Steve, like most of the guys, was very attracted to Tanya. He thought there might even be a chance because she talked to him during their lunch breaks.

"You," she said to Jeremy, who was smiling.

"Now don't get mad," he said as he took her hand. "Come outside with me. I'll explain everything."

The road was busy, people were walking up and down the streets. It was a typical weekday in the city. She stared at him, anger in her eyes. "Go ahead, explain why you had to have me abducted." 

He put his hands up and shook his head. "I didn't. The company botched this whole deal."

"Yeah right," she rolled her eyes.

"Really," he nodded. "Look, my wife Susan was sick. I wanted her to use the program so we could still be together. I even made arrangements for the body that you're in now. I was healthy, and I was willing to end that life to be with her again if she didn't want to be my granddaughter for a while." 

"That sounds sick," Tanya said, repulsed by the idea. 

"She said the same thing," he frowned. "Playing God and all that stuff. I told her, if I hadn't played God, we never would have met and had 50 years together. I didn't want it to end, but she said that it was unnatural. She wanted no part of it."

"So the body that was left there for her?"

"They were going to be disposed of it." He wiped a tear from his eye, feeling the loss of his beloved wife. "Anyway, where it gets complicated is the company was advised that I wasn't ending my life, although I wanted to. The body being cloned for me was not needed. It was earmarked for somebody else, and the genetic code they wanted was implanted into it." 

*I don't like any of this," her face went red with disgust. "Playing God and manipulating things like this. It's repulsive."

"Anyway, I had a heart attack, and I died. I was ready to end it. Three lifetimes is enough for me without the one I love. I was ready to answer to God for my crimes. That's what she said would happen to me," he wiped a tear. 

"Well, dragging people off the street and stealing their bodies," she snapped.

"Was not my idea. I swear. However, I had paid for five lifetimes, so they were prepared to honor the deal. They had nobody for me, and I'm not interested in living life as a woman. So, they grabbed somebody off the street, which I knew nothing about."

"Me, they grabbed me," she snapped back, wanting to wrap her hands around his throat. 

"Which I knew nothing about," he insisted. "I never would have done that. I was ready to die, but they made the decision without my input. I wasn't here to say anything."

"So me being a woman?"

"Not my idea, but I have to admit I'm happy to see her again. You're the spitting image of my wife at 20 years old. He put his hand against her face, and she tingled at his touch. I want to kiss you."

"Please don't," she tried to resist, but he moved in, putting his lips against hers and putting his tongue in her mouth.

Something stirred inside of Tanya at that moment, but she tried to fight it. "I'm a woman now because of you, and my body was perfectly fine the way it was."

"I know," he smiled. "You were in great shape. I had a physical. And I might add, you were rather nicely endowed down there, so thank you for that too." 

She slapped him in the face. "You bastard."

"I probably deserved that, but I'd still like to get to know you, if you'd let me."

"I need to go back to work." She turned to walk back into the building. 

"Coffee," he said. "Meet me for coffee."

"Why should I," she turned her head?

"Because you're curious about what makes me tick. You want to know why all this is happening. You want to know more about the man who has changed your life this way."

She shook her head. "No I don't." The doorman opened the door.

"Fair enough. I'll leave now, and you'll never see me again. You'll never have the answers. You'll never..."

"Fine," she interrupted. "Coffee at the building on the corner. Noon."

"Great, I'll see you there, Tanya."

The two sat down for coffee.  Jeremy told her that his name was Gerald Baker. In his original life, he was born in the 1800s, and the program, as far as he knew, started back in England before the original ship's sailed for America to colonize it. He found out about it by accident on his deathbed. 

A college friend who was involved with the program told him about it and that his life could be extended. His wealth could be transferred and he would start with the advantages his life had at the moment. "How could I resist that," he asked asked?

"I don't know," she sipped her coffee. "No would have been a good answer. I mean, why play God? There is something better on the other side for us anyway." 

"That's what my wife said, and I understand now. I wouldn't have taken this life if I could have stopped them, and you'd still be living your normal life, I promise you." He reached down and grabbed Tanya's hand.

"Yeah, I bet you're just trying to say that to get closer to me," she shifted in her chair, feeling her panties getting wet from arousal.

"Not at all," he lifted her hand up to kiss it. "I didn't want this, but it's happening. And the least I can do is help give you a better life."

"I've got a decent life for what it is," she responded flippantly. "The job pays well. You set me up in a nice condo, money in the bank if I want to make a big change in my life." 

He squeezed her hand. "Yeah, but are you happy? I mean, truly happy? Do you want to work the rest of your life? Wouldn't you rather see the world? I can make that happen." 

"So you are coming on to me," she eyed him suspiciously?

"Maybe, but there's something about you I like. Something about your spirit. I don't deny that the fact that you look like my wife helps, but I'd like to get to know you better. I'd like to go on a date with you."

"You just want to fuck me," she said. "That's all there is to it."

"There is that," he replied. "I would definitely like to have sex with you. Over," he kiss her hand, "and over again." He kissed her hand again.

"If all you want to do is get your rocks off, we can go into the bathroom stall and do it."

"I'm game if you're game," he said with a smile. 

Her mouth flew open. "You're serious?" 

"Yeah," he grinned. "My wife was an amazing lover, but she didn't want to do anything like that. I'd love to have the experience. Besides, you're the one who suggested it."

She shifted uncomfortably in her seat, her moistening pussy betraying her. She wanted it.

"I know you're thinking about it," he smiled. "My wife would think about it too, but she'd never do something like this. Will you?"

She stood up and walked towards the bathroom, looking back at him.

She entered the ladies room, looking to see if anybody was in any of the stalls. They were empty. He came through the door. "Lock it behind you," she said.

"I'm afraid this can only be a quickie," she said. "If it's locked too long, somebody will complain and we might get in trouble." 

"That's the risk we take," he said as he removed his pants, revealing his hard seven inch cock. She removed her blue panties. The two embraced in a kiss. 

"You're so beautiful," he said as he put his hand up her skirt, bringing up his other hand and unsnapping her bra. He began fondling her breasts as they kissed.

"You move fast," she said as she reached down between his legs.

He felt her squeezing his cock. "So do you."

She got down between his legs and begin sucking him as she looked up at him. It was a bit creepy looking into the eyes of her former body, but all she could think about was the cock in her mouth. 

When she was satisfied that he was hard enough, she leaned over the sink and hiked up her pencil skirt. "You're the first woman I've been with since my wife," he said as he positioned his cock against her pussy from behind.

"Me too," she said as she look back at him. He leaned in for a kiss. He began thrusting gently into her at first, but she wanted it deeper. She began pushing back and moaning. The feelings of pleasure were intense in her body. 

The way Tanya's body talked spoke to Jeremy's. "Just like my wife," he thought to himself as he kept trusting in, feeling the warm, wet and tight sensation of her sweet love box. He lasted as long as he could, which might have been 10 minutes. It might have been a good thing as somebody had already tried to open the door and it was locked.

With a grunt and a moan, he exploded inside of her pussy with his bare cock, filling her with his seed.

The two kissed and embraced. "I want to see you again," he said.

"My place tonight," she replied. "I have a feeling you know where that is."

"I do," he kissed her as they both got dressed. "I'll see you there tonight at 8?"

"8 is fine," she replied with a smile. "7 would be better."

"7 it is." He turned and walked out the door as she watched him.

Inside of her, the part that was Jeremy was seething. "How could you give in to that. What's wrong with you?" He was mad at himself, but his body betrayed him. His body felt the desire. 

The two might have talked for an hour after Jeremy got to her place. They found that they had a few things in common and looked at life in a similar way. The rest of the time was spent having hot, steamy sex between the sheets. Nothing was off-limits to Jeremy, who had a voracious sexual appetite. He made use of all three of her holes, and they slept together.

This became a common theme during the rest of the week. Sex in various positions, and Tanya loved every minute of it as much as Jeremy did. What she wasn't expecting was the news she would get a few weeks later. She was pregnant.

Being from the older generation, Jeremy seized on the opportunity to propose marriage to her. "You don't have to give up your life. You can work, do whatever you want. But, I would like you to be my wife and have my babies."

"What makes you think I want to have your babies?"

"I just know that you do. Will you marry me and become Mrs Tanya Phillips?"

"You realize that I'm having my own baby," she eyed him skeptically?"

"Don't overthink it." He kissed her. "In another manner of speaking, you are continuing your family line. Your old body will be the daddy, and you'll be the mommy. He rubbed her belly. I look forward to every minute of it."

"Did your wife have kids?"

He shook his head. "No, she couldn't. I always wanted to, and I guess I like the idea of being the father of your children."

"You really want to be with me for the rest of my life?" 

"I do. I think we can have a lot of fun together and make wonderful memories, and our kids will want for nothing."

She wrapped her arms around him. "Then yes, I'll marry you."