Credit https://www.nifty.org/ Amanda Sutton
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I woke up with an arm around me. Don’t remember who that is that is, I must
have really been drunk. She had brown hair and shit! Something is very
wrong here. That long hair is attached to my head, she’s a blond. I felt my
chest. I have tits! II immediately reached down. Thank god my junk is still
there though my pubic hair wasn’t. It had been shaved off I looked in the
mirror. I looked like a very hot chick with a dick! What the fuck? There
were two handbags. I looked in the first one, it was hers. (Jennifer). I
looked at my driver’s license and freaked. Amanda Connors. Gender-
transgender female! “Oh, my fucking god” I yelled out. Jennifer stirred
(does she have a dick also?). No, she had a pussy. “Why don’t you come to
bed and let’s fuck some more. I want more of that cock girl.”
“Who the hell are you. What the fuck did you do to me, I’m a chick with a
dick.”
“Well of course you are” she said. I told you I like chicks; I like dicks
and I love chicks with dicks. Don’t you remember on Tinder. I chose
transgender woman;
you chose a female and we met up and fucked.” My phone rang and I grabbed
a robe and answered it. “Hello,” My voice had changed. I even sounded like
a girl.
“Amanda, are you planning on coming in today hot stuff.” Bobby, I’ve known
him since High School and currently is my boss. I’m pretty damn sure he is
not supposed to be calling me that.
“Oh, hi Bobby. Look, I’m not feeling good today, I think I’m just going to
call in sick.”
“Woman stuff?” laughed Bobby.
“Fuck you Bobby.”
“Sorry Amanda.you used to think that was funny.”
Fuck you Bobby “I repeated and hung up.
I was trying to wrap myself around this. Transwoman? It almost seemed to be
normal to everyone else. I looked up my Tinder account. There I was, Amanda
Connors.
I clicked on the preferred gender. There were all these
choices. Bi-Sexual, pansexual, non-binary, transgender female, transgender
male. Post-operative female,
post-operative male. Beasty Boy, Beasty girl (Jesus).
Then something came to mind. COVID-19. Did that do this to me? No. But I
invited some chick up here and we sure as hell didn’t social distance.
“Why did I invite you here and why did you come here in the middle of a
pandemic?”
She started to laugh. “You really don’t remember, much do you? President
Clinton jumped on this using the reports Obama gave
response.
The pandemic ended a month ago. We even showed each other our shot cards.”
She went to her purse.
A laminated card with her name and proof of inoculation against COVID-19.
Well that was one good thing, Clinton won. Is this some weird dream? The
buzzer rang. Jennifer decided to answer, “yes send them right up.”
“Who the hell are you letting up” I asked.
“We talked about this. Everyone is having sex like crazy with the pandemic
over, so I invited a couple of friends to join us.”
“Join us? For what.”
The door opened and two women walked in. Both were 20 something. One was
tall,a redhead. A beauty slender with a nice rack. The other was a
blonde,bit shorter
but still impressive tits. Both were increibly hot. The taller one had a
very short dress on that showed off her legs. The shortet one wore jeans
that accentuated
a great ass.”Hi I’m Sierra” said the taller one.
The next thing I know is Sierra has her tongue down my throat. She held me
in a kiss, and I felt myself getting a bit hard as my hands moved naturally
to her tits.
There was a little bump in her dress.I think I am kissing a girl with a
rocket in her pocket!
She then moved over to Jennifer who had thrown a garter belt and stockings
next to me.
“Let me put that on you” said Dana the shorter one. She was wearing a
similar one and she had a pussy. As soon as she finished putting them on
me, she began blowing
me.
“Hey don’t drink her dry, I want some of her” said Sierra. I was still
rolling from being called a she and her. Next thing I know Jennifer is
eating out Dana,
Dana is still blowing me and suddenly Sierra took her cock and put it in my
mouth.
“Wooo horsey” I yelled. “I don’t want to blow you”.
“Do you want me to fuck you instead” asked Sierra.”Jen said she used a
strap-on on you and you loved it. Do just like being a bottom or are you
versatile?”
“No ass fucking either.”
“Amanda, I was hoping we could have a fun sex party. You even agreed to the
idea. Let Sierra fuck your ass” said Jen, almost commanding it.
“I don’t know what the fuck is going on here. Shot cards, President
Clinton, bestiality on Tinder and I’m a fucking chick with a dick” I
screamed.
I coughed and Jennifer gave me a glass of water. I sat down on the couch
and felt funny. The girls were passing out pills. “I figured if we were all
on Ecstasy
it would be more fun” said Dana. I had been dosed. And I was getting
ridiculously hard. I mean really hard. My dick was stretched to the
limit. “Wow, a little Viagra
in the mix really got you super hard.” It did, I was hard and horny. Dana
and Jennifer were 69ing each other so that meant I was going to
have-Sierra..
Oh what the fuck. I grabbed Sierra and began kissing her. She put her hands
on my tits (which were sensitive) and began jerking my dick. She took my
hand and moved it
to hers, which was also stretched to the limit. She dropped down and began
to blow
“Fuck you can suck dick” I said. Sierra popped up. I realized I was going
to suck her dick. Which I did.
“Oh nice,I like that. You said you are versatile; I really want to fuck
your ass”. Jennifer and Dana came over. I began fucking Jennifer who was
eating Dana and
next thing I knew I felt some pressure in my ass and realized Sierra was in
me, Fuck it hurt but it unbelievably felt good. I leaned over some more and
grabbed Dana’s tits.
“I told you she like being fucked in the ass” said Jennifer.
The doorbell rang. Dana got off og Jennifers face andlet two people
in. “Jesus, you started without us” said the girl. She pulled up her dress
while I was being
fucked. Her dick popped out. “Hi, I’m Savannah, Dana’s friend, want to suck
my cock” next thing I know I’m spit roasted as I sucked Savannah’s cock.
“Hey, I want a piece of the new girl” said the guy. Holy fucking shit! I
mean I am big but this guy has a monster cock.
“Kneal before Neal” said Savannah laughing. I could barely get him in my
mouth. He grabbed my head and pulled into my mouth.
After a couple of minutes of cock sucking. He got behind me. “Jesus
H. Christ!” I screamed. Suddenly Savannah went back into my into mouth
and soon was splooging down my throat. At one point it was Jen eating Dana
while Neal was fucking Jen. Dana grabbed my cock and was jerking me while
Sierra fucked my ass and Savannah was fucking Sierra’s ass. Both Savannah
and Sierra came in my mouth and face and Neal said, “Let’s make this a full
bukkake “
and came on my face. I passed out at that point.
I woke up, dried cum on my face, sore ass and still a woman with a dick.
“How are you doing girlfriend” said Jen. “I made coffee”. I had passed out
for seven hours.
I jumped into the shower and washed my body off. Jen came into the
shower. “Your ass is a little red” she said . She rubbed some lotion. I
lifted my tits to wash
underneath (okay that was weird). I got out of the shower and I had no
idea what to do next. I turned to Jen.
“This is going to sound weird, but I may need a little help with my hair
and I guess makeup?”
“Feeling a little shaky after last night. Sure. She had me use a hair dryer
to just a brush a
nd dry. She did my makeup. I figured I should get dressed. I had two types
of underwear, one bikini’s in different colors and prints and others that
looks
like it could hold my junk and give a cameltoe look. They all were lacey so
I chose a black pair to hold my junk to wear under jeans
(I was not ready for a dress. I also realized with my tits I was going to
need to put on a bra.
Saw from my bra’s I was a 34D. I chose a black lace underwire. Jen
watched as I struggled to clasp it in the back. The I remembered I’ve seen
women clasp it in
front and turn it around. That was fine except I did it inside out. I
finally figured out to have the inside outside and then bring the straps
up.
I adjusted my tits.
You look like you were having a little trouble getting dressed” said Jen. I
grabbed a pair of jeans (these are tight and gave me a fake cameltoe I
loved seeing on women
and grabbed a black top.
“okay, this is going to sound weird but when I went to bed last night I was
alone ,Covid was all around us and Trump was the president. Most
importantly I was a guy.
There was no “transwoman gender”, it was male or female. And while I
haven’t checked other parts of Tinder there sure wasn’t a part that was
interested in bestiality.”
“Huh,Trump was president. I think you are better off here whether you are a
girl or guy” she laughed.
“I am fucking serious; I was a guy yesterday and a trans whatever today.”
Sierra was listening. “I think you have some sort of gender confusion
either that or you’ve entered an alternate reality. “She laughed.
“Look, I don’t know what the story is with you”said Sierra. “The point is
nobody cares. If you really want to be a guy just start dressing like one
again.
Have your doctor prescribe some Gender replacement hormones and go back to
being a guy. Or you can be like me and embrace your femininity without
having your dick cut off. Unless you want that.” She looked at my nails and
feet. “Either way you need a mani-pedi. Let’s get something to eat and get
our
nails done. We went to a diner where I ordered two eggs,bacon and
sausage,home fries and coffee. The three girls both ordered salads.
“You have got to watch that kind of things if you want to keep your figure”
said Jen.
I dug into the food. Last night’s activities had drained me and I needed to
eat.
“So, what are you planning on doing today? “asked Dana.
” Go to the office and talk to Bobby. If anyone knows what happened with me
its him.” Bobby and I met when we were 16 so we’ve been friends for almost
15 years.
He dropped out of college and started his own on-line brokerage firm. He
had a mind for picking stocks and formed a hedge fund that took
I studied computers and was his Chief Information Officer.
I decided to go back to my apartment and change. Bobby has some weird shit
about professional dress. He’s the only guy I knew that wore a tie. So, I
guess I’m going
to be putting on a dress. I picked out a black skirt, red top and a black
business jacket.
Dana had some errands to run but Sierra and Jen insisted on coming
along. “You’re not going to start a mystery and leave us out” said Sierra.
We went to my office. Bobby was in his office. Jeans and t-shirt? “Hey
Amanda sweetheart, I wasn’t sure if you were coming in today. Why so
formal?
And who are your two lovely friends ? Bobby’s face was staring directly at
Sierra’s DD tits.” And he didn’t seem to mind that she knew. were his eyes
were.
“They are some new friends of mine. And we are trying to get some
information about something that has got me totally perplexed. How long
have we known each other?”
“What is it, 13,14 years” said Bobby.
“And when did I decide to go trans?”
“Oh, that was just after college. You started cross dressing in high school
and decided to go an extra step after you graduated college.
I used to say you looked so good as a cross dresser you should do the extra
step. And you did. Gave me a nice BJ after you finished changing.”
“Jesus Bobby, you’re telling me I not only blew you and you’re telling
other people?”
“What’s the big deal. I returned the favor once. Not my thing but you
seemed to like it.”
“She was a real party girl, huh” said Sierra.
“Yeah” said Bobby still staring at Sierra’s tits. “College she had a lot of
boyfriends and girlfriends and usually more than one at a time I turned
red.
“Sucking and eating was her motto in college”. I noticed Sierra’s eyes
looking at Bobby’s crotch.
“What the fuck is it? Everyone talks about their sex life in front of other
people, in detail and no one find it weird. Or that you call me
sweetheart?”
“I don’t know but Bobby’s cock is getting tight on his jeans” said
Sierra. She grabbed Bobby’s hand and the two of them went into his private
bathroom.
Wonder is he knows she has a dick. Or cares? Nobody else does. I get the
feeling if I walked around a little more, I would see people having sex in
the streets.
“You really need to relax Amanda” said Jen. “Look we were cooped up for
five months ,nobody went out except the essential workers ,couldn’t hook up
with anyone.
Yeah a lot of people gave Clinton shit for it but if she hadn’t locked
down the country who knows how bad this could be?”I knew. Jesus I knew.
“Okay, I get that, but it still doesn’t figure out my problem. What if this
come kind of alternate reality where I switched with an Amanda?
Then the Amanda from here is going to be disappointed.” Jesus, now I’m
referring to myself as Amanda.
There were screams coming from the bathroom, Bobby must have kicked the
door open because he had Sierra bent over with his cock in her ass
“Fuck me with that big fat cock baby” yelled Sierra.He flipped her over and
began fucking her on her back. Yeah baby, I want you to pull out and come
in my mouth.
I want your cum.” Bobby pulled out and came in her mouth. Sierra had her
hand on her dick and came.
Bobby looked up. “How long have you two been watching?” said Bobby. I
started to laugh and then Jen put her hand on my shoulder as she cracked
up.
Sierra came out of the bathroom as she straightened herself up.
“Oh, that was nice” she said as she kissed Bobby “We have to do that
again.”
“Look Amanda “said Bobby. “Can I call you Amanda or would you prefer Andy?
Anyway, I don’t know why our memories are different but I pretty much you
knew as a girl.
Why don’t you take a week and see if you can figure it out? We are too
good friends for me to help out if I can.”
“Okay, I just need to straighten out a couple of things with
Chester”. Chester was my 2nd in command.
“Chester?” asked Bobby.
Well Chester turned out to be Chelsea. A 250 pound drag queen. This world
is fucked up.
I went into my office. Some feminine touches. My football was replaced by a
couple of stuffed cats on my desktop. I had a draw with a spare pair of
panties. A sweater.
I never wear sweaters. I spoke to Chelsea, without going into details told
her she was in charge and to only call me if she needed me.She,not he.
Chester made a pretty unattractive woman not that he was any great shakes
as a man.
“So what next Amanda “asked Jen.
“I have no fucking clue “I said.
“We can go back to your place and have sex” said Sierra. “I’m supposed to
meet back up with Dana and we can call up Savannah and Neal. You have to
admit his cock
is like magic. I’m so glad Savannah shares.”
We for back to my place. I was not used to wearing a bra and the straps
left a mark. “if this is real you have t get used to wearing a bra with
those girls”said Jen
looking at my tits as she started rubbing them..Dana arrived with Savannah
and Neal. Jen had me put on a teddy and she put on a Merry Widow.
Dana had garter belt and stockings and when Savannah stripped she had
on,well I need to find out what that’s called. Neal came up to me and
kissed me.
“I’m glad I get to fuck you again.”
I started to give him a blow job (talking about a jaw breaker). Savannah
was blowing Sierra and Dana and Jenn began going at it which sprang my
cock.
“OH, let’s blow her together as Sierra and Savannah began working on my
cock. I could not believe I was doing this without being dosed. Jen and
Dana
came over and began Savannah and Sierra. I handed the two of them over to
Neal and Grabbed Dana and had her sit on my face. I still love eating
pussy.
She began moaning a bit and my face was covered with pussy juices as she
screamed. “OH,OH OH MY FUCKING GOD THIS GIRL CAN EAT PUSSY UHHHHHHHHHH.”
Jenn said “I want some and as I ate her pussy, I felt some lube on my ass
and JESUS H, Neal! I made Jenn come, Savannah slipped over, and I blew her,
I Moved her
around and while Neal was sucking me I fucked Savannah, who was now fucking
Dana while she ate Jen while she was blowing Sierra. We changed positions
( I lost count of how many) and basically Sierra, Savannah, and Jenn with a
strap on all fucked my ass. Neal came in my mouth (Jesus, his load is as
big as his dick).
I came in Sierra’s ass and Savannah came in Dana and Jenn’s mouth. Both
came over to me and dropped the cum into my mouth.
My ass was a bit sore, but a good time was had by all.
The following day I showered, shaved my legs and underarms (I almost went
straight for my face). I put my bra on the first try and decided I did not
feel like
squeezing into gaf panties and jeans since my ass was bothering so put on a
pair of pink panties and a pink floral dress and sandals. It was
comfortable.
I still needed a little help with the hair and makeup so Jen helped me.
In the week Jenn, Sierra and Dana spoke to an occultist who said she did
not feel magic around me (for $200), a physicist who said alternate
realities are
science fiction ($100 fee) and a psychiatrist who said I had gender
confusion (no shit). I found an advantage being a girl because he cut his
fee in half because
I blew him. I mean, I make decent money, but I was tired of shelling out
and not getting an answer. Besides, I didn’t seem to mind giving a blow job
anymore.
I never did find out what happened. After a lot of soul searching, I
decided to stay a woman.
I moved into a bigger apartment since I now was in a quadruple relationship
with Jen, Sierra, and Dana.
Four girl needed least two ½ bathrooms .The shower in the master
bathroom held two easily, occasionally three. I was making good money, I
was having great sex
and found I was enjoying life more than I had before.
The end.
Love Amanda.
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