Dear Readers, I hope you find this story interesting. This is somewhat of a change from my previous story line, mainly a romance tale that features a transgendered person. As one of my reviewers said “I must admit I went into the story not expecting to enjoy it especially because of the transgender nature, but I was totally wrong. You handled the character with care and depth.” I hope you give this story a chance and enjoy it. Special thanks to my reviewers (DirtyWhispers & those who wish to be anonymous) who helped identify many errors, but I am sure a few still exist. If you would like to be on my team of editors, please let me know. I do read your comments as I want to improve as a writer and any CONSTRUCTIVE criticism is always welcomed.

~mfan2112

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Celebrate the moment
As it turns into one more
Another chance at victory
Another chance to score
Neil Peart, One Little Victory

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Dakota dashed off to his car and drove home. His heart was racing. He wanted Hailey to come over, but he needed to pick up his small apartment. Since high school, Dakota had enjoyed slipping into a dress. Now that he lived alone, he spent most evenings in dress and had started to wear makeup. It made him feel totally different, like a new person. He quickly grabbed the dress that was on the back of the chair in his living room and another hanging from his bedroom door and jammed them into his closet. He also did the same to his box of makeup. Just in time as Hailey called and said she was outside. He opened his door and called her to come up the stairs to his place above the garage.

It was a spur of the moment decision to invite Hailey over to his place to study, spurred on by the fire alarm going off in the library of Central State University. Dakota marveled to himself at the situation. He was having a hard time accepting the fact that he was spending all this time with such a beautiful girl. Here he was scrawny, 5’5” and 110 lbs, who had never had a date in his life, interacting normally with a girl. What he didn’t realize was that Hailey was having similar thoughts. Although she had a few dates between high school and the first couple of years of college, she was a shy girl and never had a second date before. In the first two weeks of the school year, the two had hit it off. The two commuter students figured since they had the same set of classes, they were natural study partners and had been spending every day in the university library with each other.

“I parked on the street, is that ok?” Hailey bounced up the stairs to Dakota’s place, her chestnut hair bobbing up and down in its ponytail.

“Perfect, Mrs. Campbell doesn’t go out much on her own, but I try to never block her in. I should probably have her meet you at some point. She likes to know who is coming around.”

“Makes sense. Nice place.” It was a small apartment. Dakota had a couch with a TV nearby on a couple of crates. A small table with a couple of chairs. A small ¾ bath was off the tiny galley kitchen if you could even call it a kitchen. An overgrown wet bar was more like it. A single basin sink, with an old refrigerator, a small microwave, a two-burner electric stove, and toaster over. And Dakota’s coffee pot. A small bedroom that was barely big enough for a twin bed, a folding chair, and a dresser, was opposite the bathroom.

“Small but gets the job done. Kind of like me.” Dakota said dryly.

“You’re not that small Dakota.”

“Thanks for being nice, but I am small. Stupid Klinefelter’s”

“Klinefelter?”

“Yes, Klinefelter’s Syndrome. I have an extra X chromosome. So, it messed up my growth and I’m like a total freak.” Dakota was so embarrassed. He couldn’t look up and missed the caring look that Hailey had on her face.

“I don’t think you are a freak Dakota. I think you are rather nice.”

“Thanks, Hailey, but I AM a freak. I’m pathetic, I’m short, 110 pounds on a good day, I have girly hips and it gets worse…” Years of being picked on and put down were weighing on Dakota and the emotions began to pour out. He sat on the couch with his face in his hands. “Do you mind Hailey” he whispered, “I think I need to be alone for a bit.”

Hailey sat down next to her friend. She could see that he was hurting. She put her arm around him and leaned her head next to his. “What you need is friend Dakota,” she whispered back. She squeezed him.

“Thanks, Hailey, ugh…I’m acting like a girl again…” Dakota said with disgust.

“Hey, I resemble that remark mister.”

“Sorry, I meant I don’t do manly well. I have been picked on my whole life, and it is just ….”

Hailey put her finger on his lips. “Shhhh.” The two misfits, a runt, and shy introvert, just sat there a minute looking into each other’s eyes. Then it got too much for Hailey and she looked away.

Dakota broke the silence, “How about we get back to those problems?” The opened up their books and began to work on their studies again. But neither one was really into it right then.

“Oh my, look at the time,” Hailey noticed a clock, “I should probably get going for dinner.”

“You don’t have to go if you don’t want to Hailey. You can have dinner with me if you like.”

That caught her a bit off guard. “Ummm.” It took her a few moments to process this. “Yeah, I would like that. Let me text my mom and let her know I won’t be home for dinner.” Dakota heard a big sigh. “Living at home sucks. I see these other kids living in dorms, or Greek row, all the parties, but it is hard to do any of that from home. My folks say they want me to get out and have a life, but I still have to let them know if am going to be home for dinner or not.”

“I hear ya, the last 5 years it was some of the same, but mom and I rarely ate at the same time. We were on two different schedules. I worked during the day and took community college classes at night, she mainly has had night shifts since I was in high school to get the extra money. Well, that and most babies are born at night so there are more shifts then. She is a labor and delivery nurse.”

“That sounds fun, getting to see babies being born. Probably better than other departments I bet.”

“Mom said things like that in the past, so probably true.” Dakota began to take a mental inventory of his pantry and fridge. “You like pesto chicken?”

“Sounds yummy.”

They put their books and notes away and moved to the kitchen. It was tight having two in that small space, but both enjoyed being close to each other. Hailey was impressed by how well he could cook on the limited setup.

“You got to be careful here, if you have both burners going, you can’t also have the microwave on otherwise you will blow the circuit.”

But in short order dinner was ready and they sat down. Dakota pulled out a bottle of white wine and opened it up. He hoped that it would calm his nerves around her and give him a bit of courage. Both could feel the sexual tension building as they ate their dinner. Both clueless about how to proceed. They finished up and as he cleared the table, she refilled their glasses and sat down on the couch.

Dakota joined her and they looked nervously at each other. The tension was thick as each wanted the other, but neither had the confidence to take the lead. Finally, the boy leaned forward while the girl closed her eyes. Their lips met for a moment and they stopped. Dakota looked at Hailey, first her eyes, then her lips. Looking for confirmation he had not overstepped a boundary. She responded by pulling him closer, this time their lips did not break so quickly. Dakota was surprised when a tongue forced its way into his mouth and he quickly reciprocated. The two quickly became entwined in each other, years of sexual frustration and recent desires intermixed and started to be released.

Hailey leaned back on the couch pulling Dakota on top of her as they continued to embrace. Timidly, he began to explore her body with his right hand, while his left was wrapped around her holding her close. She moaned as it reached her breast, still clad in layers of clothing. He could feel its softness through her sweatshirt. His first boob since he suckled on his mother’s tit as a baby. She directed him to give just the right amount of pressure as he squeezed it.

After enjoying her breast, he started to move his hand lower. As it approached her waist, she whispered to him to stop and stay above.

“Not tonight, this is as far as I am ready to go ….for now.”

The boy consented, happy to have gotten as far as he did. The two continued to embrace and enjoy being close to each other.

“Thank you, Dakota, that was lovely. Um, how about I come over tomorrow and study here instead of the library?”

“I’d like that. Are you going to head home now? You can stay as long as you like.”

“Yeah, I probably should get going.”

He watched her put herself back together a bit and grab her stuff. They kissed as she got to the door and he watched her head to her car and leave.

Dakota headed to his bedroom and stripped. He went to his dresser and pulled out his favorite underwear, a red satin thong, and a matching A cup lace bra. One of the side effects of his Klinefelter’s is that he had a pair of very small tits. They did not fill his A cup, but still gave him something to rub and enjoy. He pulled on a garter belt and a pair of black seamed stockings and then pulled on one of his favorite A-line dresses. A pair of four-inch pumps completed his outfit. He looked at himself in the mirror and did a little twirl. The endorphins of that evening still coursing through his veins. He lay down in his bed and hiked his dress up and pulled his thong to his side. His boner barely held in place by the thong sprang forward and pointed to the ceiling.

Dakota looked at his tadger and sighed. How much bigger would it be if he were “normal” he thought. Still, four and a half inches is not bad. The average male is just over five, so in his condition, he felt he was doing ok in that area.

He began to stroke his cock and think about Hailey and the softness of her breasts. He imagined taking her shirt off and kissing them and playing with her nipples. He wondered if she had pubic hair and what it would be like to stick his cock in her pussy. His orgasm snuck up on him and he barely grabbed a towel in time to shoot his load into. Fortunately, it was handy since it was used daily for such events. He removed his dress and carefully put it away and climbed back into his bed in just his lingerie. He slept deeply that night dreaming of Hailey, her wavy chestnut hair, and how her but looked in her tight jeans.

The next day the new couple continued to explore each other. Hailey had worn a skirt and a tight sweater. She enjoyed her lover’s hands caress her bare thighs and panty-clad ass. Dakota was careful not to touch her pussy since she had asked him not to yet. But he was incredibly happy when she removed her top and bra and allowed him direct access to her chest.

As they made out, she climbed onto his lap and began to grind her pussy on his groin. Dakota wrapped his arms around her and held her as her hips thrust back and forth. Their lips were locked together as she panted. He could smell her passion as her slit became moister. It didn’t take long to toss her head back and let the waves of orgasm roll over her body.

As Hailey began to come down from her bliss, Dakota pulled her body tight to his. She laid her head on his shoulder and the lovers snuggled together.

“Oh, wow thank you, Dakota, that was fabulous. WOW.”

“I’m glad you enjoyed that.”

Hailey began to lift his shirt to explore his chest. He grabbed her wrists.

“Hailey, we need to talk before you go further.”

“What’s wrong?”

“Well I don’t want you to be surprised, but one side effect of my “issue” is that I have boobs, small ones, but well, I don’t want to freak you out.”

“I don’t care, I want you” and she lifted his shirt and began to rub his hairless chest. There was a pair of small boobs, much like a girl in the initial stages of puberty. She began to gently feel them and then started to kiss them gently.

“Oh god Hailey, that feels so good.” She climbed off him and began to unbutton his jeans. “Wha…”

“Time to return the favor.” She continued to undo his pants and released his cock. She looked it over since it was the first time, she had ever seen a cock in the flesh. She began to stroke it up and down and watched her lover close his eyes and revel in the sensations he was feeling.

His eyes flashed open, “hang on a moment,” and got up and went to his bedroom. A moment later he returned with a bottle lube. It didn’t take long, once she had put lube on his cock, to wank him to completion. She loved the look on his face as his nuts exploded and cum shot high into the air.

Hailey went to the bathroom and returned with a wet washcloth to clean up where the cum and landed, mainly on her skirt and the carpet.

“That was intense, wow, I never knew how much came out.”

“That was pretty good for me too, normally I don’t shoot that much.”

They cuddled and kissed for a while, each basking in their post-orgasm glow.

“So, Hailey what are you doing this weekend?”

“Unfortunately, I have to go over to my grandma's house and help her with a bunch of stuff. You?”

“Yardwork for my landlady mostly. And a few finishing touches on my costume for the Springfield Comic-Con next week.”

“You’re going to Comic-Con? Oh, I would love to go. Can I join you?”

“Re..re..really? You want to go to the comic con with me?” Oh, shit, he thought, little does she know what my plans are….

“Yeah, it would be fun. I have a cool Elvin Ranger costume I could wear. I wore it a couple of years ago when I went. What’s your costume?”

“Um… can’t tell you…it’s….it’s…a surprise.”

“Oh, come on, tell me.”

“No, you will just have to see it.”

Hailey gave him her best pouty lips and a sad face. “Please, are you embarrassed by it?”

“Just promise me you won’t laugh and hate me.”

“I promise, but please just tell me?”

“Nope, you have to wait.”

“When were you planning on going?” Hailey wondered.

“Well, I have a hotel room for Friday and Saturday night there, nothing fancy, sort of a cheap place. But I was going to leave Friday morning and come back on Sunday.”

Hailey placed her hand on his chest and got snuggly with him. “How about we share the room and split the costs?”

“Um, fine with me. I’ll be a total gentleman, ok?”

“I know you will.”

The two made finalized their plans for Dakota to pick up Hailey Friday morning and to make the six-hour drive. She let her folks know she would be gone the following weekend. Parents being parents were curious and had figured out there was a boy in her life. The permanent smile on her face, the shifting away from jeans and sweatshirt to skirts and a bit more makeup, and having dinner at a “friend’s place” along with coming home later than normal had clued them in.

“Hailey, Honey, can we talk a minute?”

“Sure mom, what up?”

“You have been gone from dinner a bit lately, which is fine, and your father and I have noticed you’ve been a lot happier as well. Is school going well? Is there anything you want to tell us?”

“Well…I have been spending time with my new friend Dakota.”

“What is she like, where is she from?”

“It’s a he, mom, a boy.”

“Good for you honey.” Mom listened intently as Hailey told her about Dakota.

“And mom, don’t judge, but I am going with him next weekend to Springfield for the Comic-Con convention.”

She gulped, “Ok honey, are you ready for that?”

“Yes mom, I’m 21 you know, I can make my own decisions.”

“I know, just it’s my job to worry for you.”

“You do that quite well mom,” joked Hailey.

“Can we at least meet him before you go? Maybe have him over for dinner some night?”

“Sure, probably any night works, maybe Tuesday is better for you and dad?”

“Let me check with your father, but yes, that will work.”

“Thanks for being cool about this mom. I wasn’t sure how to tell you.”

“We, your father and I are here for you honey. Come to us anytime, ok?”

“Ok, mom. Oh, one more thing, Dakota has a bit of a condition, he is short, just a couple inches shorter than I am and skinny. Something about having an extra X chromosome. I forget what it is called. But anyhow, he is self-conscious about it so don’t bring it up ok unless he does.”

“Sure thing, honey, I make sure your father is aware as well.”

The dinner the following week went well. Hailey’s parents liked Dakota (who wouldn’t) and felt that their daughter had picked out a nice young man. Her dad did take a moment to pull Dakota to the side and said that it is not his or her mother’s business what Hailey did anymore, but if they could, be careful if possible. He expressed his concern that she was not ready to get pregnant and Dakota told him not to worry, that he wouldn’t be a dad anytime soon.

On Friday morning, Dakota picked up Hailey and loaded her bags into the back of his car. She had a small overnight bag and a duffle with her costume in it.

“Don’t try and look in the black bag there Hailey, I locked the zipper to keep you from nosing around.”

“Who me?” she said with a faux surprise in her voice, “I would never peek,” of course she had already tried to open the bag to see what his surprise was all about.

She was back in her skinny jeans and sweatshirt for the drive over. She pushed the seat back in his car and put her black Vans up on the dashboard as she held a textbook in her lap. She read sections out loud of the book to review concepts together and get some studying in during the long drive. But that only lasted a bit until they started to talk about the weekend and what they were going to do.

They arrived at the hotel just before 4 and checked in. Dakota pushed the cart with all their bags into the elevator and down to their room. It was a nice room, with a small sitting area and a king-sized bed. As Hailey was unpacking her stuff a bit, she looked over to her boyfriend and with the best innocent girl look she could muster, batted her eyelashes and asked him to get some ice in the ice bucket. The moment he walked out the door she grabbed a small bag from her suitcase and ducked into the bathroom.

When he came back in, he saw the door to the bathroom was closed.

“You in there Hailey?”

“Be out in second, don’t leave without me.”

“Don’t worry, I ain’t going anywhere.”

She came out a moment later. “Good, ‘cause I don’t want you to miss any of this.”

Dakota turned around “Holy SHIT Hailey!”

She walked up to her man and wrapped her arms around him. “You like?”

Of course, he did, she had put on a red corset that was pushing up her girls very nicely. A matching g string was over her garter straps which were holding up a pair of black seamed stockings. A pair of red 4-inch stilettos gave her a look to die for.

Dakota wrapped his arms around Hailey and pulled her tight to his body. The two stood there drinking each other in as the realization of what they were about to do entered their minds. He brushed some hair that had fallen in front of her face out of the way and pressed his lips to hers. She could feel his hardness through his pants just waiting to get out.

He took her hand and led her to the bed. She sat on the edge and began to help him remove his clothing. As she dropped his boxers, his prick sprang forth eager to do his duty.

“Are you sure about this Hailey?”

“Yes, take me. Make love to me, please?”

He guided her back on the bed and spread her legs. He had been looking forward to this day for a long time. Although this was a first for him, he had a good idea of what to do. He lay down next to his girl and began to kiss her and with his hand began to caress her inner thigh. Slowly he made small circles with his fingers on her skin and moved the closer to her pussy. He could feel her body quiver as he approached, and she anticipated what was about to happen.

Rubbing her pussy through the tiny bit of fabric that was her G-string caused her to break their kiss to exhale and enjoy the ministrations of his hands. There was plenty of girl juice to lubricate her pussy as his fingers probed underneath the fabric and explore the promised land. When his fingers landed on her clit, Hailey arched her back and lightly shuddered. Her breath quickened as a small orgasm washed over her.

“Put one in me – please?” she whispered, not being able to speak much louder in her throes of pleasure. A long skinny finger made its first timid foray inside her. He could feel her tighten a bit around it as it got used to the invasion. As he continued to finger her, he used his other hand to pull her tits out of the corset and began to kiss this.

“Oh Dakota, oh it feels so good, don’t stop.”

His cock was fully hard and throbbing as it waited its turn. Precum oozed out the small slit. Not being able to wait much longer he pulled her G-string down fully exposing her bare mound.

“Just a moment Hailey,” he said as he climbed off the bed. Fortunately, he packed his condoms and lube in an easy to access side pouch of his bag. He tore open a rubber and rolled it onto his cock. He tried to pour some lube out, but nothing came out of the bottle. He frantically took the top off and realized there was still the foil safety seal on there and peeled that off and replaced the cap. He looked at Hailey who was watching his every move and gave her a little shrug as he climbed back onto the bed.

“Now, where was I?”

“You were about to put that lovely cock deep in my tight pussy.”

He leaned forward and kissed her as he rubbed some lube on his dick. Centering his body between her legs he rubbed the tip of his cock around her hole. The reaction on her face as he began to slide it in was pure bliss. Her hymen, long broken and gone from riding bikes, was of no worry, so she was able to enjoy her first real penetration. His cock was so much better than her fingers or her pink dildo.

Soon they were pubic bone to pubic bone, neither with any hair in the way. In her case, because of a razor and him as he was not able to grow any. Dakota realized that jacking off twice that morning before he picked Hailey up was the only reason he had not nutted already. He just held his cock still inside her to enjoy the sensation of her folds hugging his shaft tightly. Eventually, his lust beat everything else and began to drive his slender hips back and forth. It didn’t take long until Hailey saw his eyes close and could feel his ass clench. She wrapped her legs around him and with both arms and legs pulled him as tight to her as she could. She loved how he grunted as his dick throbbed inside her. After a moment he stopped and collapsed on top of her.

“That was awesome Hailey,” he kissed her. He climbed off and pulled the rubber off. Tying the top off to keep it from leaking, he said “Not sure why I put this on. We’re both virgins and I can’t have kids so what are we worrying about?”

“Well then, don’t worry about it, next time babe.” She began to take her corset off. “Ok, a big question for you. Should I wear the red one or the green one next?” In her hands were a red lace bra and a green satin one was in the other. “Which one is going to distract you over dinner?”

“Dang, that is a hard decision. Well since you just wore red, how about the green?”

She giggled and encased her boobs in the green B-cup bra. She felt his hands grasp her butt moments before his lips met hears. “I’m really glad you came with me. Really, really, glad.”

“Me too. Let’s go get some food so we have the energy for more later.”

As they walked out of the hotel towards the convention center Hailey did nothing to stop Dakota from placing his hand on her ass. Her arm was around her man and both were still feeling the endorphins in their system. They found a little pub about two blocks from their hotel and about the middle of the way to the center. It was mostly full, many of the people there for the convention. The waitress checked their IDs as they each ordered a beer with their burgers.

The two of them blotted out everything that was going on and was engrossed by the other. The waitress had to clear her throat twice to get their attention as she tried to place their plates in front of them. As Dakota thanked her, she looked at him and then at Hailey.

“New lovers it looks like?” the waitress said smiling.

“Is it that obvious?” he replied.

“Yeah, you two are quite cute. Have fun tonight,” she smiled and gave Hailey a wink.

Hailey giggled and lifted her glass, “to my best friend and a long night.” It didn’t take the two long to finish dinner and head back to the hotel.

The door to their room had not finished closing when the two began to kick off their shoes and shed their clothing. Dakota stood behind Hailey, who was now just in her green bra and panty set and caressed her body. He could feel her chest expand and contract with every breath she took, while he felt her satin clad tits. He slipped his other hand down her panties and found her magic spot. It did not take her long to have an orgasm, as her arousal and anticipation were so high. However, as she reached her climax, her legs went limp and it was all the scrawny Dakota could do to hold her upright. He guided her to the bed to let her catch her breath.

She laid her torso over the bed with her feet on the ground presenting her tight ass to him. Seizing the opportunity, he lined up his hard cock and began to push it in.

“Slowly please, I’m still tight.”

Still, it didn’t take long for him to get all the way in and begin to pound her pussy.

“That’s it baby take my tight pussy, fill it up with your cum!”

“Uuuuggghhh, oh yeah, I am going to shoot my cum in your pussy!”

“Do it, come on!”

“Ooohhh!” and with that Dakota seed sprung forth and filled her fertile womb.

“Mmm, I could feel your cock throb as you shot your load.”

As he pulled out, he could see his cum dripping from her smooth snatch. He went to the bathroom and grabbed a couple of hand towels to wipe themselves up with.

They climbed into bed and began to channel surf. Hailey snuggled up to her man. He felt like he was king of the world.

“Dakota?”

“Hmmm?”

“You said you couldn’t get me pregnant right?”

“Correct, I was tested a couple of years ago as part of some routine tests with my condition and the doctor told me that I have so few swimmers that I have a higher probability of getting hit by lighting walking out of a store after buying a winning lottery ticket than I do getting a girl pregnant.”

“I see….” Her thoughts trailed off for a bit. “Well, that is good for now, but….” there was an awkward pause.

“But what?”

“It sucks that you can’t have kids someday. I think a caring man like you will make a great daddy.”

“Careful with this line of thought Hailey, we hardly been dating long. There is a lot you don’t know about me yet, and likewise in reverse. But I do have an unfair advantage here, I have known this for a long time and know my options. I came to grips with this a long time ago and figured adoption was probably my best bet. Maybe invitro, but that is a tough one in my case.” He let that sink in for a moment. “But enough with the downer thinking. I just want to enjoy you right now.”

The two snuggled and dozed off. A couple of hours later, she had woken up and was feasting her eyes on her lover when she noticed him starting to wake as well. She lowered her lips over his cock and began to give her first blow job. As he became aware of the enthusiastic but clumsy attempt, he guided her to what felt good and she was able to get him hard in no time. This time she was in charge and climbed on top of her lover and rode his cock. Lacking any experiences other that from that day, he did not last long and shot his load before she had an opportunity to cum. But she was happy to just bring her lover to completion. This time they fell asleep with his arms around his girl.

Light began to pour through a crack in the curtain. Hailey sat up and looked at her sleeping boyfriend a moment before heading to the bathroom. When she came out from her shower, she threw some sweats on and sat next to Dakota as he started to wake.

“I am going to head down and grab some coffee and a bagel, you want anything?”

“Glurphf” he mumbled

“I’ll take that as a yes.” She headed out the door. When she returned, she could hear him in the bathroom. “Are you getting your costume on?”

“Yeah, going to take me a bit. Just don’t laugh ok?”

“Don’t worry…”

He was in there for what felt like forever to her. She had started to get her costume on. Brown tights, a pleated brown leather mini skirt, a white tunic, and a green vest and matching green cap. What was new this year was she had gotten some silicone pads for her bra, and a new bra to hold them all. With the padding, the D cup bra could barely hold her in. “I like this, this is more cleavage than I have ever had,” she murmured to herself.

“Ok, you promised not to laugh.” Dakota walked out of the bathroom. Instantly Hailey’s eyes were as wide as saucers. Her hands covered her mouth. She was stunned.

“Eeeeeee…….Oh…My….God….Dakooootaaaaa!”

 

Well written. Can't wait for the next part!

 

Part two has been up on the story side and can be found here. Part three is waiting mod approval.
https://www.sexstories.com/story/97813/

 

A really nice story, you have a gift of writing.

 

Part 3 is posted https://www.sexstories.com/story/97814/

 

Why won't you post part 2 and 3 on here?

 

Dear Readers, I hope you find this story interesting. Unfortunately, there is not that much sex in this part, but there will be more in future parts. Please consider reading the first part if you have not done so already. Special thanks to my reviewers who helped identify many errors, but I am sure a few still exist. If you would like to be on my team of editors, please let me know. I do read your comments as I want to improve as a writer and any CONSTRUCTIVE criticism is always welcomed.

~mfan2112

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Girl before the mirror,

appraises her disguise

Neil Peart, War Paint

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There, before her, was not Dakota her boyfriend but the best Batgirl she had ever seen. Dakota had on a black latex catsuit with a yellow bat logo perfectly formed over and between a pair of giant tits. A beautiful mane of wavy red hair flowed out from underneath a black face mask and cowl. She had a yellow utility belt and black over the knee platform stiletto boots that raised her a good five-inches. Rounding off the costume was a long black cape, which was pleated with metallic purple threads to give it a nice accent.

“Do you like it, Hailey?”

“I love it, Dakota! Oh my, you put a lot of work into this.”

“Yeah, and a lot of hunting at thrift stores and the like. You have a cool costume as well.”

“Ok, how did you get the boobs?”

“Breast forms, feel them. They have a nice jiggle. I got them from a website specializing in transgender products. Um, yours are bigger today as well.”

“Hehe yeah, I padded mine up with some silicone inserts.” They each started to feel each other's boobs. “I never touched another girl’s boobs before.”

Dakota flinched a little when being called a girl, the thought had flashed across his mind a few times when wearing a dress, but he had never given it much thought before.

“Really, not even at a slumber party?”

“No, my friends in school we never did stuff like that. Never practiced kissing on each other or anything.” Hailey soaked in Dakota’s costume. “So um, what made you decide to wear a girl costume?”

“Well, all my life I have been called girly, being so skinny and all, and I thought it would be interesting to see what it was like. I have practiced a bit at home, mainly so I don’t fall flat on my face in these boots, but I figured the comic convention would be a good place to try. Nobody knows me here, people are probably accepting of something like this here, and even if someone did figure out I was a boy or knew who I was, wouldn’t recognize me with the hood.”

“And with a rack like that, they ain’t going to be looking at anything else. Those are even bigger than mine!”

“Probably not, they are just a 36 C, but on my small frame, that works out to DD or something like that. At least I am going to be taller than you for a day.”

They had a good laugh on that. “So GIRLfriend, are you done in the bathroom? I need to put my makeup on.”

“Go for it Hailey, actually maybe you can help me with mine. I have practiced a bit, but a real feminine touch would be helpful. I have some fake eyelashes, but no clue how to put them on.”

The girls went to the bathroom and Hailey showed Dakota how to get done up right. Hailey chided Dakota about the cheap makeup she had purchased and explained that for a little bit more on some better brands, you get a whole lot of improvement in quality and it won’t smear as much. Dakota helped hold Hailey’s prosthetic ears while she cemented them in place.

What fascinated Dakota was to watch Hailey braid her hair. She was mesmerized watching her form a small braid on either side as it made its way towards the back and merge down into a larger mermaid style. She helped her girlfriend by holding some green satin ribbon as she carefully blended that into the braid. The same ribbon was used as a bow on the bottom to hide the more functional elastic holding it all together.

The two looked at themselves in the mirror. “This is going to be a hard day for me Hailey. Looking at you, it is going to be a challenge to not get an erection.”

Hailey stared at Dakota’s crotch. “Hey, yeah, um, what did you do with my friend?”

“Oh, he is tucked away for the day. I got these padded compression shorts that give me an ass. But, also, they hold my wiener in place fairly well.” She turned around and flipped up her cape.

“Yeah that is a nice ass,” Hailey’s hand reached out and felt it.

“Stop that,” Dakota playfully said while swatting her hand away. “You’re going to give me a stiffy. The two things I don’t want to deal with today are boners and bathrooms. Getting this off to go pee is not going to be easy.”

“Doesn’t the catsuit have an opening down there to pee from?”

“It does, but the padded shorts don’t work with that, so I have to take it all off….”

“Ugh, all in a day’s work fighting crime I guess,” Hailey quipped shrugging her shoulders.

The two made their final preparations, Hailey had a small pouch she carried as a purse with her phone and wallet. Dakota’s utility belt performed the same function. Soon they were walking out the door, holding hands to the convention center. There were all kinds of people heading to the convention hall, many were in costume.

Hailey started to feel Dakota shake a bit. “Hailey, look at all these people. I don’t know if I can do this. Everyone is looking at us.”

“I’m right here, just hold my hand.”

“E…e….ex…excuse m..m..me. Can I get a pic..pic..picture with you?” There was a very geeky high school boy next to them holding up his cell phone.

Dakota looked down (a first-time experience for her) at the boy and smiled. “Of course. What is your name?”

“William.”

“Ok William, get your camera ready.” The girls got on either side of William, and Dakota took his phone and held it out for a selfie. Click. Handing the phone back to the boy “Is this your first comic con William?”

“Yes.”

“Well, have fun today and get lots of pictures. Just do what you just did and politely ask and most people will say yes, ok?”

“Thanks, Batgirl, see you around.” And off he went.

Hailey looked at Dakota, “See that wasn’t so bad. You were poised and calm there with him.”

“Yeah, you’re right. I just saw so much of myself in him. That could have been me.”

In the final block leading to the entrance, they had three more people come up to them and ask for pictures. After checking their tickets, the girls entered the convention center. They had just cleared the doors when a man in an official-looking polo shirt, khakis, and a badge around his neck approached them.

“Hi Ladies, I’m Michael one of the convention ambassadors, welcome to the Springfield Comic-Con. Have you registered for the costume contest? You two look great and would do well I think.”

The two looked at each other, nodded their heads. “Sure, what do we do?”

“Follow me.” Michael led them to a registration table and after having a picture taken and given a contest badge. Hailey was registered in the Female Fantasy/Middle Earth contest and Dakota in the Female Superhero contest. Both of course were also registered in the best overall contest voted on by the convention attendees. “Make sure you are at the awards ceremony at the end of the convention today. That is when the judging will happen, and the votes are revealed. There are prizes to be won.”

The girls thanked him and headed to the main floor. Every few minutes they were hit up for pictures. A couple of guys tried to get grabby and Dakota swatted their hands away “Don’t make me get out the Bat cuffs” she would joke with them.

“Dakota let’s go get a coffee,” suggested Hailey after a while.

“Ok, I’ll come with you but no coffee for me. I don’t want to have to pee in a couple of hours if I can avoid it.” There was a line at the coffee cart.

“You don’t seem as nervous now.”

“No, you’re right. I feel strangely comfortable. It must be the costume. I feel free and alive.” While they stood in line Dakota notice a gangly teenage boy watching them from a distance. She noticed him follow them through the exhibit hall for a while. “Come with me Hailey” and grabbing her hand the two walked over to the boy. “Hi there, I noticed you checking me out. Did you want a picture?”

The boy looked at his shoes, too tongue-tied to say anything. Dakota took her finger and lifted his head to look into her eyes. “I don’t bite, and I’ll let you into a secret, when I’m not Batgirl, I am just as shy as you are.”

“Really?”

“Yep, what is your name?”

“Tucker.”

“So, Tucker, do you want a picture?”

“Yeah, you’re beautiful.”

“Aww, thank you. Ok hand your phone to my sexy elf friend here and she will take our picture.” Dakota put her arm around Tucker and leaned her head next to his as Hailey took a picture. Click.

“Ok,” said Hailey, “one more you two, in three…two…one…” Just as she was taking the picture Dakota turned her head and Tucker’s, so they were facing each other and kissed Tucker on the lips. “Wow, that was hot you two!” Tucker’s stood there dumbfounded.

“Did you get that on the camera?” Dakota asked.

“Yup.” She handed the camera to Tucker.

“Thanks, Batgirl!”

“You’re welcome Tucker, will see you around ok? Enjoy the convention.” The boy stood there and watched the two girls walk away holding hands. They walked around the corner and found a bench and sat down.

“That was nice what you did there.”

“Thanks, hopefully, I boosted his confidence.”

“Well, you seem to be a lot more confident.”

“Yeah…” Dakota stared off into space a moment. “People here see Batgirl and not a small skinny boy.”

“Well, girlfriend, I think they are just looking at these massive tits.”

“Ha!”

“Um, question. I just noticed that I have been calling you Girl, girlfriend, and using female pronouns with you today. Is that ok?”

“Oh, my goodness, you’re right. I hadn’t noticed. Yeah, that feels right since I am dressed as a girl right now.”

“Whew.”

The two of them sat just looking into each other’s eyes for a while and then eventually moved on and enjoyed the convention. They went to a couple of the sessions but mainly just walked around and checked out the various exhibit booths. And got hit up for a lot of pictures. A couple of boys tried to get their phone numbers, but they giggled at them and used some variant of the line “Superheroes and elves don’t use phones silly.”

Eventually, it became time to go to the main stage area where the costume contest was to take place. They showed their contestant badges and were led into a waiting room. They looked around. There were a bunch of people, including few Catwomen and Harley Quinn, but Dakota was the only Batgirl around. When the results of the Fantasy/Middle Earth group were announced, Hailey won third place. When the finalists for the Superhero round were brought out, it was clear that Dakota was the audience favorite. But she came in second to a so-so version of Margot Robbie’s Harley Quinn. Once all the various rounds were completed, all those who placed were brought back onto the stage. The MC instructed the audience to pull out their phones and use the convention app to vote on a winner. A brief video montage of the day’s events was shown, including many pictures submitted by participants. A big cheer went out when a picture of Batgirl kissing Tucker was shown.

“OK, ladies and gentlemen, it’s time for the results of the women’s competition. In third place, the winner of the Fantasy/Middle Earth round, Julie as the Sorceress.” A polite round of applause was heard. “In second place, the winner of the Sci-Fi round, Madison as Princess Leia.” A few cheers this time. “And now, our grand prize winner, by a landslide, your favorite, Dakota as Batgirl!” The hall was full of cheers for Dakota. She accepted her prize bag and blew the audience a kiss. As the contestants started to head off the stage, a Batman tapped Dakota on the shoulder.

“Nice costume you have their Batgirl, you want to come over to my Batcave tonight?”

“Sorry Batsy, but that elf over there already found cupid’s arrow and shot me up.” With that, she walked over the Hailey, pulled her in close, and planted her lips on hers.

“Well, both of you can come over if you like,” Batman replied.

“Sorry, I’m a one-girl woman. Maybe you should go find that Harley Quinn, she might put out for you.” Batman smiled and went looking for Harley.

“Dakota, why did you send him to poor Harley?”

“Poor Harley my ass, I know how she beat me. I smelled cum on her breath while we were standing next to each other and there were a couple of small cum stains on her shirt. I bet she blew a judge or two.”

As they walked out of the convention center and back towards the hotel, and several people came up and congratulated the two of them. There were many offers to go party with some boys, but Dakota turned them all down. “Sorry guys, I want to go back to my place and get these boots off.”

When one guy just wouldn’t stop, Hailey jumped in, “Look, buddy, you ain’t getting any from us so go away. Besides, it’s the wrong time of the month for us both, so you don’t want us right now.” Hailey liked the little lie at the end.

“Fine bitch,” he cursed then stormed off.

“What a jerk, thanks.”

"Ugh, guys can be such assholes.” Dakota was shocked at her language.

“Um, Hailey, did you forget something….”

“Sorry Dakota, yes I did, I’ve been thinking of you as a girl all day. I think you know what I said was not directed at you or all men.”

“I know.”

They walked the rest of the way to the hotel in silence.

“Ugh, I need out of these boots, my feet are killing me,” Dakota whined as they entered their room.

“Yeah, now you know why I wear flats most of the time.” The two began to shuck their costumes. Dakota’s pecker was incredibly happy to be free, responded to seeing Hailey almost naked. She reached out and grabbed him and pulled him to her mouth. Minutes later she was rewarded with the sensation of cum shooting down the back of her throat. “After dinner, I want him in me.” He smiled at the thought of fucking her again.

They took showers and cleaned off all their makeup. As they were putting their jeans on Hailey saw her silicone pads and large bra on the floor. Instead of putting on her everyday bra, she grabbed the big one and put it on with the pads. She saw her boyfriend smiling at the sight of her cleavage. She pulled out a tight tee-shirt to help show them off. When they went out for dinner, she was the one getting all the looks. There were all kinds of people from the convention at the taphouse they went to, but no one recognized them there as anyone they had seen. They overheard a group of boys saying how hot Batgirl and her elf friend were and how they would like to bang them. The couple gave each other a knowing smile.

Their clothes did not stay on them long once they got back to the hotel room. Dakota came twice in her pussy and managed to get Hailey off once. They enjoyed each other the next morning before packing up and heading home. As they drove home, they talked some about the convention and what they had seen, and then about their forthcoming schoolwork. They paused for a passionate kiss in Hailey’s driveway as Dakota dropped her off, only stopping when her mom came out to greet them. That night Dakota spent the evening in a dress and contemplated her future. She liked being in the dress and the freedom and confidence that it gave her.

The following weeks the two returned to spending time in the library with their studies as otherwise they just ended up fucking like bunnies at his place. They began to get proficient at pleasing each other and helping each other reach orgasm. And each night, after Hailey left, Dakota would slip into a dress for the rest of the evening.

A week after mid-terms, Hailey told Dakota that she would be gone with her family to her grandma’s house for the weekend. Dakota thought this would be a good opportunity to explore his feminine side.

That Saturday morning, Dakota pulled out some new breast forms she had ordered, unlike the ones that went with the Batgirl costume, these were more proportional to her body. “Still perhaps a bit big at a C-cup for my slender body,” she thought, “but if I get to pick how big they are, I want them a size where I feel comfortable in them.” She put on a pair of nude stockings and a plain white bra and some white cotton panties. She thought about wearing a dress, but since she planned to do some shopping, she thought it would be better to wear a skirt and a nice top instead. She looked at herself in a mirror and sighed. She had been growing her hair out, but it was nowhere long enough to go as a girl. She pulled out the wig she had for Batgirl and put it on. This time when she looked in the mirror, she felt comfortable. She put on a bit of makeup but decided not to put too much on as she might explore a cosmetic counter at a department store and pick up some advice.

Dakota had made sure that her car was parked right by the stairs down from her place so she would not be seen much as she headed out. She had packed a couple of bags in the car with makeup and spare clothes in case she needed to fix or change things. She headed towards the freeway to go north to a neighboring city about 60 minutes away where there were several thrift stores near a mall in a clustered shopping district. The first store was a total bust on what they had. But she picked up a couple of items at the second store and hit the jackpot on the third store. She had found a bunch of dresses, skirts, and tops and took them over the changing room to try them on. She stepped out of the room at one point to look in the three-panel mirror.

“Oh honey, you have to get that…” an older lady saw her in a little blue skirt and grey top. “you’ll be beating the boys away for sure in that.”

“Thanks, I think I’ll need some heels to go with this. What do you think?”

“You do that, and you’ll have the boys in the palm of your hand.” The two women giggled at that.

As Dakota tried on other outfits, she realized how comfortable she felt and that no one said anything about her being a boy. She decided to head to the mall next. She walked around and checked out a couple of shops. She could see a couple of guys discreetly following her, quickly looking away when she turned towards them. Noticing it was past lunchtime, she made her way to the food court to get a bite to eat. As she approached one of the food vendors, one of the guys who had been following her approached her.

“Hi, my buddy over there is rather shy, but is wondering if you would like to join us for lunch.”

Dakota looked over to where the other guy was, and he quickly looked down at his shoes.

“Sorry, I hate to disappoint him, but I have a girlfriend. I am not really into the penis thing right now. Tell him that he is cute and if I were into penises, I would consider him ok? “

“Bummer, I’ll let him know.”

“Sorry, I hope he understands.”

The guy walked back to his buddy and the two drifted away. As Dakota finished her lunch, she saw the two of them sitting on the far side of the food court. After tossing her trash away, she walked over to their table and pulled the chair out next to the shy guy.

“Mind if I join you for a minute?”

“S..s..sure,” he said

“I’m Dakota, what’s your name?”

“Walter, and that is Sam.”

“Hi Walter, I just wanted to apologize for turning your offer for lunch down so quick. It’s just I have a girlfriend and not really into boys’ right now, sorry. I wanted to tell you though in person that I do think you are kinda cute. I can tell you are shy; I know what that is like. I used to be shy as well.”

“Thanks,” Walter could barely look at her in the eyes. Dakota used her index finger to lift his head, so their eyes met. She could see there was a scared shy boy in there. Impulsively, she leaned forward and placed her lips on his. Her tongue met his and they kissed for a minute. She reached down and grab his crotch and gave him a good feel.

“Think about me tonight, will you?” Dakota turned to Sam “Your buddy is quite a kisser and boy is he packing.” The two were opened jawed and too stunned to say anything. “By guys.” She got up and walked away. She made sure to wiggle her hips a bit as she left. After she had gotten about 20 yards away, she turned around, and seeing that they were still staring at her she blew them a kiss.

Heading quickly to her car hoping that they would not follow her she thought “Wow Dakota, what has gotten into you?” As she drove home, she began to think about her day and how much fun she was having as a girl. Rolling down the freeway, she hiked up her skirt and began to feel her cock through her panties. As soon as she got home, she grabbed her purchases and raced to her apartment. She dropped her bags on the floor and beelined for her bedroom. She began to stroke her cock, reliving the events of the day. It didn’t take long to for her to shoot her load. She spent the rest of the evening laundering her new purchases and lounged around.

After lounging around a bit Sunday morning, she realized she needed to do some grocery shopping. She pulled out a pair of black spandex leggings, one of her boy tee shirts, and a large CSU sweatshirt and a pair of pink trainers she had picked up at the thrift store the previous day. She pulled the red wig back on, this time pulling the hair into a ponytail and pulled it through the opening in the back of a ball cap. After putting on some makeup she looked at herself in the mirror. A minor adjustment to her left breast form, and she was ready to go.

Being a bit cautious, she went to a supermarket on the far side of town where she hoped not to see anyone from school. She walked into and was in the produce aisle when she saw a familiar face. It was one of her accounting professors, Prof. Schulman. She was just out doing her weekly grocery shopping as well and didn’t recognize Dakota at all. Dakota noticed that she was with another woman who was helping her with her shopping. Maybe the rumors on campus about Prof. Schulman being a lesbian was true. She continued with her shopping paying no heed to the fleeting glances she received from some of the older male shoppers.

That afternoon she was sitting at her table working on some homework when there was a knock on her door. She froze. She was still in her female persona and didn’t know what to do.

“Dakota, are you there? Open up, its Hailey I have something important to tell you,” she heard through the door.

“Just a moment!” she yelled back. Decision time. Muttering to herself, “better get this over with…” She was trembling and shaking. She opened the door and positioned herself behind it so Hailey wouldn’t see her right away.

“Dakota, I’m so glad your home…. OH MY GOD!”

 

Dear Readers, I hope you enjoy this piece. If you like it, please check out my other works.

By the way, the dictonary defines a chapter as:

a main division of a book, treatise, or the like, usually bearing a number or title

or

an important portion or division of anything.

So, dear reader, if you have not read the first two chapters yet, what is stopping you? Go read them and come back. This chapter will still be waiting for you. ~~~~ What, do you want Dakota’s mom to come and bring you milk and cookies while reading the first two chapters??? We all know that is not going to happen, so just get on with it.

Special thanks to my reviewers, both to he who wishes to remain anonymous, and NaughtyDragon, who helped me slay many beastly errors. I am sure a few errors still exist, and those are all on me. If you would like to be on my team of editors, please let me know.

I consider feedback a gift, so I do read your comments and PMs. CONSTRUCTIVE criticism is always welcomed.

~mfan2112

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Part 3–Hailey’s Surprise



Like a force of nature,

Love shines in many forms,

One night we are bathed in light,

One day carried away in the storms.

Neil Peart, The Speed of Love

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“Hi, Hailey,” Dakota mumbled and looked at her feet.

“Dakota, um… I wasn’t expecting… you look good… as a woman!”

“Are you ok?” Flashing through Dakota’s mind was the regret she had been born male and didn’t have the experiences of hanging out with girls as a youth and having girl talk. Even if he had found an opportunity to have had a female friend in high school, it would have helped the awkwardness of the moment. Instead, she mumbled, “We need to talk.”

“Yes, we do… but first, can I get a kiss and a hello?”

Dakota wrapped her arms around her girlfriend and gave her a passionate kiss. The two sat on the couch.

“So, Ummm.”

“Yeah?”

“How do I say this, Hailey?”

“Well, first you can tell me, do I have a boyfriend or girlfriend?”

“I’m not sure, to be honest,” Dakota explained what she did the previous day and that morning. “So, as you can see, I think I enjoy being a woman, but I don’t know what that means yet. All my life I was picked on for being small and girly. I was, as you know, just a wallflower to scared to do much of anything. But when I put my girl face on, it is like someone has flipped a switch, I am a different person, and I can just go do things and talk to people.”

“Wow, this is a lot to take in.”

Dakota put her hand on Hailey’s thigh and began stroking it. Hailey leaned forward, and the two kissed. Dakota felt her girlfriends’ hands beginning to explore her chest and feel her boobs.

“I like your boobs Dakota; these are a good size for you.”

“Thanks, so you came over wanting to talk about something?” Dakota caught the pensive look in Hailey’s eyes. Her fingers began to idly play with a few strands of her long chestnut hair.

“Yeah. Well, um, so my Nana and I were talking. I do that with her. So much easier than my mom. Anyhow, we were talking about you and us. And well, um, I came to an important realization.” Hailey paused and looked into Dakota's eyes. “Dakota, I love you,” she blurted out. “Oh, that feels good to say, Nana was right.”

“I love you to Hailey,” the skinny Dakota climbed onto Hailey's lap and the two began kissing again. After a couple of minutes, Hailey laughed uncontrollably. “What’s so funny?”

“You have lipstick smeared all over your face.”

“You too, girlfriend.” Hailey grabbed Dakota’s hand and pulled her into the bathroom. The two girls had a laugh at their faces as they washed up. “Now, where were we?”

“I was about to make you take me to your bed and fuck me.”

“I was hoping you would say something like that.”

Dakota grabbed Hailey’s hand and led her to the bedroom. Clothes flew in all directions. Hailey pushed her girlfriend onto the bed. She lay down next to her and rubbed her hands all over her body. She placed a trail of kisses down her body until she got to Dakota’s cock. She gently stroked it as it got hard and spent a moment just gazing at it. She stuck her tongue out and used the tip to trace a vein on the top of her cock. Hailey continued around and licked the underside of Dakota’s shaft. Her cock throbbed and twitched in Hailey's hand. Lips found their way over the top of the mushroom-shaped head and Dakota let out a moan.

“Oh yeah, babe, just like that. Oh, your lips feel SOOO good.” Dakota reached out and grabbed her girlfriend's hips and pulled her closer so she could reach her pussy. She used her fingers gently to rub up and down her folds.

Hailey moved over so the two were in a 69 position. Dakota lifted her head and tongued her clitoral hood and slipped a finger in her pussy.

“Mmm that’s it, baby, oh that’s the spot.”

“Mmmmmphfff, oh, keep sucking my dick.”

“I need your cock in me now!” Hailey spun around and impaled herself on Dakota’s cock.

“Oh, that is what I was missing this weekend.”

“Ride me, baby, ride that dick!”

Hailey placed her hands on Dakota’s chest and bucked her hips back and forth.

“Your cock feels so good inside me, oh I love your cock. I love you, Dakota Wallace, oh fuck yes!”

Dakota loved the sight of her girlfriend's tits bouncing up and down as they fucked. She could tell Hailey was running out of steam, so she rolled her onto her back and slipped her dick back into the sopping wet pussy. Now it was Hailey’s turn to watch her girlfriend’s tits bounce.

“This is kinda different,” as she reached up and played with the glued-on titties.

“I’m going to cum Hailey!”

“That’s it baby, cum in my pussy. Fill me up with your juice!”

“Uuuggggghhhhh!” loads of sperm shot into the waiting womb. She collapsed on top of Hailey; her dick was still planted in the creamy pussy. Eventually, she got the energy to lift herself a bit and kissed her girl.

“Hehe, your boobies are tickling mine.”

“Sorry, I wish I could feel your titties through mine.”

“Yeah, I bet you would love the feeling of soft squishy booby touching soft squishy booby.”

“Maybe someday.”

“So, are you serious about being a woman?”

“Right now, I am not sure, maybe after I graduate. I don’t think I could go to class as a woman. It would just be strange. Everyone there knows me as a man.”

“I can see that. What about when you are not in class?”

“I enjoy being a woman. Is that weird?”

Hailey looked at Dakota and then looked away. “Honestly, yes. I never felt interested in a woman before and never even thought about a trans person before. But I fell in love with you, Dakota. With whom you are, and not what is between your legs or on your chest. But you are going to have to bear with me here a bit. This is going to take some time to adjust to.”

“Not just for you, I am also adjusting.”

“I can imagine.”

“Have you told anyone else yet?”

“No, just you.”

“I’m a little mad at you though.”

“Why?”

“You went shopping without me! We must go shopping together. A girls’ day out!”

“I hated shopping as a guy, but yesterday was fun. But it would be more fun with you.” Dakota showed Hailey all she had picked up. Hailey was envious of a couple of her thrift store finds and threatened to steal them. Dakota’s only saving grace was that she was a little smaller than Hailey and many items wouldn’t fit her.

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The school term continued with Dakota showing up to class as a male and being a man when he helped his landlady around the house, but otherwise would be in women’s clothing. For Thanksgiving, Hailey had invited him over to join her family for dinner, which worked out well since his mom had picked up a couple of shifts at the hospital and said she would just join another nurse for a small dinner in between. But he and Hailey went down on Black Friday to have dinner with his mom so she could meet Hailey. The two hit it off and Dakota got her vote of approval on his girlfriend. He thought about bringing up being trans with her but just couldn’t get it out.

As classes hit their home stretch the two backed off on the sex and hit the books hard. One day after class, Prof. Schulman asked if she could see Dakota and Hailey after class.

“Hailey, Dakota, I have an opportunity for the two of you. You might have seen a few of the posters around the building for the big accounting conference in Chicago in January, right before the term begins. I was wondering if you two would be interested in going. There is a special promotion for students, only $25 for the registration. I will be presenting a paper and we could carpool there to save on gas. I know the two of you are more than study partners so you could share a room if I understand your relationship correctly.” The two nodded at that.

“I would love to go, professor,” said Hailey, “but my grandparents are taking my entire family on a cruise over the break and I will return just before class so I will be out of the country.”

“That’s too bad. Dakota, are you interested in going? It would be a great way to learn some things and network to land a good internship.”

“I think so, but I will have to think about it.”

“Ok, just let me know soon.”

After the two lovers had lunch in the student union, Dakota excused himself and went back to Prof. Schulman’s office, since she had office hours then.

“Got a few minutes, professor? I have some questions about the conference.”

“Sure, come in Dakota, what is on your mind?”

Dakota set his backpack down and sat in a chair. He looked around her office a moment and noticed a picture of the professor and the lady he had seen in the supermarket. They were both in wedding dresses, so he figured the rumors were true.

“Delightful picture, is that your wife?”

“Um, yes Dakota, now your questions about the conference?”

“Do you mind if we close your office door?”

“Dakota, I have a policy I never close my door when a male student is in my office.”

“Ok, um, how do I say this.” He looked down at his feet. Whispering, he said, “Professor, I think you might understand what I am… going through.” Dakota’s gaze darted around the room, settled for a moment on the wedding photo, and then back at his professor. He breathed deeply to calm the butterflies in his stomach, mustered some energy, and blurted out in a frenetic stream of consciousness “I’m trans I’m wondering if it would be ok if I went as my true self as a woman.” He gasped for air and then let out a sigh as if a giant weight had been taken off him.

“I think we need a bit of privacy with this conversation.” Professor Shulman stood up and walked over to her door and closed it. She rubbed the palms of her hands on her suit pants as if to collect her thoughts. She looked at her pupil and gave Dakota a reassuring smile. “I understand what you are saying, Dakota. First, look up and be proud of who you are. Being trans is nothing to be ashamed of. Is this something that you have known about for a while?”

“Well deep down, yes. I wore dresses throughout high school and community college, but only at home when I was alone. Now when I am not at school, I am a woman and I have gone out several times as a woman, both alone and with Hailey. I saw you one time when I was presenting as a woman. I saw you and your wife at the supermarket. I walked right past you a few times, and you didn’t notice me.”

“Wow, sorry about that, and at the same time, good job. I bet you pass very well as a woman then. So, you said Hailey knows then right, and she is ok with it?”

“Yes, she is the only one who knows and now you.”

“Wow, ok. To answer your question, yes, it would be fine if you come as a woman to the conference. Any reason?”

“Well, I have been thinking I would like to transition to being a woman when I get a job after school and it might be easier to start when I have an internship and just always be a woman in their eyes. Never let them see me as the man Dakota, they will just know the woman Dakota.”

“You go by the same name?”

“Yes, I never thought about changing my name, since it works both as a boy and girl’s name.”

“That will make it easier. Less paperwork that way. Say, what are you doing for dinner on Thursday? Would you and Hailey like to join my wife and me for dinner? I think we can provide you with some detailed insight into what you are going through.”

“Um ok, I can ask her and let you know.”

Dakota found her in their normal spot in the library and told her about the dinner offer. She gladly accepted since Prof Schulman was one of her favorite professors. He emailed their professor letting her know it would be the two of them and got directions to her house. On Thursday, Hailey help Dakota pick out a nice skirt and top and helped her with her hair. It had grown long enough that it reached her collar and Dakota felt she could forgo the wig now. The two went in Dakota’s car over and rang the bell. Prof Schulman opened the door and invited them in.

“So glad the two of you could come over.” She led them to the kitchen where her wife was working on dinner. “This is my wife Karen; this is Hailey, and this is Dakota. Oh, and since we are off-campus and this is not school-related, please call me Leslie.”

They made small talk while Karen finished making dinner. “Would you like something to drink? We have some red wine, water, or some iced tea.” Leslie ended up pouring three glasses of wine for each of the guests and Karen but poured herself some water. They all helped Karen take the dishes to the table in the dining room.

“Nice place you have here,” Hailey said admiring the antique dining room set.

“Thank you. This is all Karen’s work; she is an interior decorator.”

“One perk of the job is that I can find some great deals. This came from an estate sale. I had to refinish it but look at it. This will last for another 100 years if we take care of it.”

Dakota was admiring the quality woodworking job when Leslie spoke up. “Dakota, I like your look, you look fabulous.”

“Thanks, Leslie.”

“Well, I can see how Leslie didn’t recognize you at the supermarket a few weeks ago. If she hadn’t told me you were trans, I wouldn’t have known. I have a trained eye for trans.”

“Thanks, Karen, well I had a red wig on that day. But I was also in leggings and a sweatshirt, my first casually dressed outing.”

“So, you don’t just always go all dressed up, but live life as a normal woman. That is a good sign.”

“You sound like you know a lot about being transgendered, Karen.”

“Well, I was born male.”

“That’s why I invited you over to dinner Dakota, I thought you and Karen could talk and she could help you as you make your transition. Hailey, if you have questions for me as the wife of a trans woman, please let me know. I don’t know what your relationship status is, but I am here for you.”

“Thanks, prof… err… Leslie. We have only been dating since the start of the school year, but I am in love with this woman here, so I am looking forward to where we might go together.”

“That is a good thing, there are a lot of challenges for Dakota coming up. Having someone by her side will be a big help. This is a tough time to do it alone,” said Karen. “It was hard for me, and then I met Leslie….”

“So, how long have you two been together?” Dakota asked, “If it is ok to ask?”

Leslie smiled. “You can ask anything you want Dakota, Karen and I talked about this before you came over and we both felt like you needed to get answered any question you might have. Even the more, um, intimate questions. We might not answer them all though.” They all smiled at that. “So, to answer your question, we have been together for 10 years, and we got married 5 years ago.”

“What was it like telling your family?”

Karen spoke first. “I thought it was going to go ok telling my folks, my older brother had already come out gay. But I was closer to dad than Matthew was, and he took it hard. Blamed himself for his two boys being ‘faggots,’ as he put it.” Dakota noticed Leslie flinch at the sound of the derogatory term. “Mom dealt with it somewhat better and got us all around the table later that year at Thanksgiving. It was dicey at first. None of us knew what to say, and keeping the conversation going was rather difficult. But Matthew and I broke the tension after dinner when we both put on our Packer jerseys and watched the game with Dad. He realized we were still his football-loving kids and now things are going ok between us. He even walked me down the aisle at our wedding.” Karen looked at Leslie and smiled.

“Yeah, it took my folks a while to come to grips with me being a lesbian, but then Karen entered my life and they took to her well. It was a bit of shock to them when we told them that Karen was born male. I think it was easier when they put it together that they still might become grandparents. I think they had looked forward to that for a while.

Dakota and Hailey nodded their heads in understanding.

“But…” Leslie continued and looked at Karen. Karen placed her hand on Leslie’s, “well, they won’t have to wait much longer.” She patted her belly.

“Way to go, Leslie!” squealed Hailey. Dakota just smiled politely. “When are you due?”

“Ten days after graduation. I don’t think we could have timed it any better. I already set my schedule for the fall, so I am only teaching one class that term.”

Karen noticed that Dakota was rather glum-looking and just moving her food around her plate.

“Are you ok Dakota?”

“I guess… Congratulations, I’m happy for you.”

Hailey placed her arm around her girlfriend. “Karen, you need to understand. She has a condition where she has an extra X chromosome, and the doctors have told her she can never father a child.”

“Oh, I’m so sorry dear, here we are all happy expecting parents and…. Oh, honey…” she wrapped her arms around Dakota.

Hailey leaned over, pulled Dakota to her, and kissed her. “I love you my sweet Dakota, no matter what you can or cannot do. You are my Dakota.” Dakota almost lost it there, the love and care being sent her way was more than could ever remember experiencing. It took her a minute to be able to sit fully upright again.

“Thanks, Karen, you didn’t know. It just kind of hit me now.” She pulled a handkerchief and dabbed a tear away. The three gave Dakota a moment while she composed herself again. “Thanks, sorry for getting all emotional there.”

“Hey, what are girlfriends for? Right?” said Karen.

“Dakota,” Leslie looked at her, “have you had any counseling at all? Visiting a therapist is a good idea while you are making these big changes in your life. There are some good ones at university.”

“I agree with my wife, you should get some counseling. Mine has been helpful, pushes me in ways I would never push myself.” Karen curled her top lip under her lower one and furrowed her eyebrows. I’ll tell you what was hard, coming out at work.” Karen closed and eye and scrunched her nose recalling the pain.

“Hon, you don’t have to tell this part if you don’t want to,” Leslie reassured her wife.

“No, I need to, Dr. Mitchell keeps telling me to let it out when I can safely.” She drew in a deep breath and paused. Dakota gave her a smile. “So, I thought coming out trans in the furniture store I was working in would not be that big of deal. The owners were a gay couple, who I thought would understand. Nope, they were more bigoted than my dad. It really hurt. I think they thought I should have been gay and not be trans or something. They started giving me all the bad shifts, sabotaging me in small ways. I hate to say it, but I let them win. I quit two months later. I was in a terrible funk for months until a friend invited me over for a dinner party and I met Leslie. She encouraged me to get started on my own and helped me with my business.”

“That’s the short story, Dakota. My point is, get a therapist to talk through your shit with. We all have it, even my straight friends have problems. There are going to be bumps ahead. Having someone who will give it to you straight is very helpful.”

Dakota pondered that suggestion and said she would check it out. The rest of the dinner went a little more smoothly after that. Karen gave Dakota a lot of information on various issues that might arise, like how to go through airport security, tips on tucking, what to expect if she decided to get her boobs done, and what hormone therapy was like.

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Both Hailey and Dakota did well on their finals, getting an A or A- in each class. The holiday was rather tough on Dakota. Hailey left with her family and Dakota was alone for the first time. She spent a few days with her mom, but since her mom had downsized to a single bedroom apartment, the couch was not the greatest place to stay. Dakota still couldn’t tell his mom about his other life. He tried to bring it up but could never get up the nerve to let it out. He left right after Christmas and spent New Year’s alone, wearing her favorite dress and getting just a little drunk.

Leslie picked Dakota up and the two of them drove to Chicago for the conference. It was a full, long day’s drive, but as Leslie explained, she used her pregnancy as an excuse for not wanting to fly there. Since the school was paying for the mileage, Dakota didn’t even have to chip in for gas. They got to the hotel next to the convention center late that evening, and Dakota just crashed in her room after getting checked in.

The next morning, she wore a red A-line dress and a pair of black over the calf boots that gave her a bit of a boost. Her hair was still growing out, so she had brought two different hair extension sets she had found that matched her natural hair well. The one she ***********ed for the day gave her a nice wavy hair down to the middle of her back. Hailey had let her borrow a pair of necklaces and she put a small one on to give herself a bit of an accent. “I ought to get my ears pierced one of these days,” she said to herself as she put her makeup on.

She grabbed her purse and her folio binder with many copies of her resume and headed down to the event floor where breakfast was being served. She found Leslie, who was being fawned over by many other attendees who knew her, and all were excited about her pregnancy. Leslie introduced Dakota to her friends and by the middle of the day, she had to run to the business center and print out more copies of her resume. By the end of the first day, she had already had one interview and scheduled four others with different accounting firms who were present. She also impressed a few other firms and some businesses with her knowledge and poise and promised to review her resume with their offices when they got back.

Dakota was exhausted by the afternoon of the second day when she slipped into Leslie’s presentation on the future of blockchain technologies in ERP software. Even though she had gotten an ‘A’ in Leslie’s Financial Information Systems class, much of what was being presented was going over her head. She was glad she was there since after the lecture Leslie grabbed her when a partner from a firm she had interviewed with that morning was there and just gushed to the partner about how great a student Dakota was and how her previous work experience showed in class. Since there was a cocktail reception starting after the lecture, the three headed towards it and spent the next 30 minutes talking about the accounting practice and their internship program. The partner was so impressed by her, she received an offer that evening. Dakota liked what she had heard, and that the firm’s office was in Springfield and not halfway across the country was a major selling point.

The next day Dakota relaxed a bit. That afternoon she headed to the spa at the hotel and got a facial and her makeup done. There was a nice dinner scheduled for the final evening and live music afterward. Leslie had said it was normally the high point of the conference when everything was just about done, and people were cutting loose. She put on a nice pair of distressed skinny jeans and a light blueish gray satin blouse. She pulled her hair into a ponytail and clipped in an extension to go with it. She put on her black boots, grabbed her purse, and headed down to the hotel ballroom for the dinner.

She met up with Leslie and some of her friends and found a table. The dinner was excellent, and they all endured the speeches made by the conference organizers. Finally, the music started, and they all had some fun. Leslie drug Dakota out onto the dance floor with a few of her friends, and the group of ladies cut a rug. A half an hour or so in. Leslie said her goodnights, as she was getting tired. But Dakota was having fun with her new friends and stayed on.

After a while, another student, a young man who introduced himself as Dylan, started dancing with Dakota. After several songs, they sat down at her table and he went over to the bar and got their drinks refreshed. As Dakota listened to a story about surfing in Laguna Beach, she noticed her temple began to throb with the reverberations of the loud music. Figuring it was time to call it for the evening, she thanked Dylan for the drink and the company and stood up to head upstairs. As the room went all topsy-turvy, she grabbed the back of her chair to steady herself. Regaining her composure, Dakota declined his offer to see her to her room.

A ray of morning sun peeked through the drapes and was right in her face. Her head pounded in time to her heartbeat. She ached everywhere. She reached down to where the sheets bunched up below her pelvis and stopped. The sheets felt warm and damp against her cock. That wasn’t right. Where was her underwear?

As she moved her hand down her hip, she became conscious of the fact that her arse hurt. As though awoken by that thought, pain throbbed through her. An intimate pain. She took a deep breath and swallowed. She looked down at the floor. Blood marred the sanitary white of the pile of towels cast there. She reached back behind herself, and her fingers came away with crusted blood on them. Her legs drew up, and she wrapped her arms around them as the tears flowed and wracking sobs shattered the crystalline stillness of the room.

Eventually, she looked at her phone and saw several text messages from Leslie wondering if she was ready to head out and then later wondering where she was and if she was ok. Dakota was typing a reply when she heard banging on her door. She could hear Leslie on the other side. She grabbed her torn blouse and covered herself a bit and opened the door. It shocked Leslie to see the state that Dakota was in. Dakota collapsed into her arms, crying. Leslie went into full mother bear mode and took charge. She called hotel security, who did their best to review the various security cameras to identify the person who did this. Dakota said that the person seen walking with her in the hallway was Dylan, but there was no clear picture of his face on any of the footage they could find.

Leslie checked with the conference organizers, but the only Dylan was a 52-year-old accountant from Texas. Clearly, it was not the person Dakota had danced with the night before. The various ladies who had been with her during dinner and the dancing gave their de***********ions of “Dylan” but none of them had seen him anywhere before the party. Hotel security helped Dakota file a police report, but with little information to go on, there was little security, or the police could do. They collected the bloody towels and the sheets as evidence, but there was little hope.

The hotel manager felt bad for Dakota and comped her and Leslie another night at the hotel and dinner in the restaurant for that night. He was also understanding when Dakota said she would like to get a different room for the night as she didn’t want to be in the bed she was raped on.

The next morning the two got up early and headed back home. Dakota was rather quiet in the passenger seat, the most noise she made was periodic bursts of tears and blowing her nose. She was thankful that Leslie had thought to grab a box of tissues from her room. The road noise was calming, and she mainly stared out the window. A couple of hours in, Leslie’s phone rang, and she punched it up on the car’s speakerphone.

“Hello, is this Dr. Schulman? This is Dr. Katz from the counseling office. Do you have a few minutes to talk about the email you sent me?”

“Thanks for calling Dr. Katz. Yes, I am here with Dakota, the student I told you about. We are driving back to campus right now.”

“Hi Dakota, can you hear me?”

“Hi, yes.”

“So, Dakota, Dr. Schulman told me you needed to talk with a counselor, is that correct?” The woman’s voice on the phone was soft and caring, Dakota calmed down some.

“Yeah, um I guess.”

“What is going on Dakota? Dr. Schulman just said she learned something about you, and you needed to talk with a trained therapist, and it was urgent.” Dakota just sat there, staring out the window. Leslie reached over and gave her a reassuring pat. “Dakota, are you there?”

“Yes, Doctor, I’m here. Ugh, I hate this. Why did this have to happen?” Tears were flowing down her face and she was crying.

“What happened honey, you are safe now, nothing is going to happen to you now. Do you think you can tell me?”

“He must have put something in my drink and then I don’t remember much after that.”

“I see, was it someone, you knew?”

“No, I had just met him”

“Ok, do you have any contact with him still?”

“No, I am not sure if I even have his actual name.”

“Hmm, all righty then, have you told anyone else? Mom, sister, friend?”

“Not yet, I don’t think I can tell my mom, she doesn’t know yet about me being….” Dakota looked out the window and fell silent.

“Doesn’t know what Dakota?”

“She doesn’t know I’m a woman now. As far as she knows, I am still male.”

“Ok, thank you for sharing that. So only Dr. Schulman knows then?”

“Yes, but I was planning on telling my girlfriend when she gets back tonight. She has been with her family over break.”

“Planning on telling her that you’re transgendered, or just about what happened?

“She knows who I am and accepts me. I just have not had an opportunity yet to tell her about being….” Dakota struggled with the next word. She didn’t want to say it, but that small voice deep inside pushed her. It sounded like her mom telling her to face her issues head-on. Her hands covered her face. Tears were streaming again. She barely could say it, but she whispered, “being raped.”

“Dakota, I am proud that you could say that so soon. Can you come to my office tomorrow morning? I would like to talk to you more. You can bring your friend if you like. Do you know where the university counseling office is, next to the medical center?”

“Yes, I’ll see you tomorrow then.”

They rode in silence for a while until Dakota's phone pinged with a text from Hailey saying she was home and wondering where Dakota was. Dakota called her and just broke down again in tears. Hailey was there when Leslie dropped her off at her apartment. The two girls hugged and went into the apartment where Hailey helped put things away and then just held Dakota for a while. She offered to spend the night with her, but Dakota said she was feeling better.

The two went to see Dr. Katz the next day, and Dakota began a regular weekly session with her. School resumed, and although they didn’t share all their classes this term, they continued their study time. Though they cuddled and sat close together, it was several weeks before they interrupted their study time for more intimate studies of one another.

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Hailey surprised Dakota in late January when she told her she had booked a hotel and made dinner reservations for the two of them on Valentine’s day. When the day came, Dakota put on her red A-line dress and pulled out a pair of black fuck-me pumps to go with it. When she saw Hailey come out of the bathroom all made up for dinner, she got uncomfortable. Hailey realized what was wrong and kneeled in front of her. With a knowing smile, she untucked the hardening cock and began to lick it. It took less than two minutes for Dakota to unleash a torrent of cum down Hailey’s throat.

As Dakota re-tucked herself, Hailey touched up her makeup and cleaned a bit of cum off her cheek and the two headed to dinner. They played for hours after dinner and were exhausted the next day in class. But the smiles on each other’s faces were well worth it. Right after class Dakota received a text from her mom. She was wondering if Dakota could come down alone for dinner that Saturday as she had something important to discuss with Dakota.

Dakota got to her mother’s place late that Saturday afternoon. The whole drive down had been uncomfortable. Dakota shifted around behind the wheel of his old beater, missing the weight on his chest. He didn’t like the bagginess of his old boy jeans. He tugged the brim of his ball cap down to shade his eyes from the sun, an addition that minimized the impact of his now longer hair. Dakota was debating if she could, or should, tell her mother about the changes in her life and what happened in Chicago. She knew from talking to Karen that this was a make or break moment in her life. The risk of complete rejection was there. She had heard and read so many accounts of parents who you thought would be accepting of a transgendered child totally rejecting them, and other cases where it was assumed the trans person would be rejected and they were fully accepted. Dakota had never been so anxious in her life.

Her mom was happy to see her and Dakota noticed that she was wearing a nice blue dress, which differed from her normal jeans or scrubs. She noticed that the dining table was already set with three places. Her mom saw the look on Dakota’s face sat her down on the couch. “Oh, my,” Dakota thought, “Does mom have a new boyfriend? Will he accept me?” Her anxiety level kicked up a notch.

“Honey, I have something important to tell you. There is someone I want you to meet and they will be joining us for dinner.”

“That’s awesome mom, what’s his name?” Dakota put her best brave face on. “Where did you meet? Tell me.” Dakota thought about the little she knew about her father who had left her and her mom when she a toddler. She thought about the few times her mom and tried dating and how they had failed miserably. She knew her mom battled bouts of depression and loneliness. She was pleased that she was finally getting out and meeting people, but cautious about the outcome.

“We met in the hospital cafeteria; she works in the hospital pharmacy.” There was a hopeful look in Mom’s eyes. How would her child react to such news?

“She?”

“Dakota honey, I hope you will understand, but I’ve realized I am a lesbian. Yes, I have a girlfriend and her name is Linda, and she is special to me.”

“Mom….” Dakota breathed a small sigh of relief. ‘This might go ok,’ she thought.

“Is that ok Dakota, do you still love me?” Dakota saw her look away as look at an old portrait of the two of them hanging on the wall behind her.

“Of course I do! You’re my mother, I will always love you.” Dakota hugged her mom.

“Oh, that is such a relief, I was worried that you wouldn’t accept me or Linda. I so wanted to tell you at Christmas and when Linda…”

“MOM I’m Trans…” Dakota blurted out her heart racing as the adrenaline of the moment coursed through her body.

“Wha...?”

“Mom, sorry I have wanted, no needed, to tell you something as well. I realized I am really a woman.”

“Oh, baby.” Rachel put her arms around Dakota and hugged her. “I wondered if this would happen.”

“What do you mean mom?”

“All through high school I knew about your dresses in the back of your closet.”

“You did?”

“Of course, I’m your mother… I love you no matter who you are. You are my child.” The two women cried and hugged. Both happy and relieved to tell the other who they were.

“Mom, how long until Linda gets here?”

“Probably an hour, she is just getting off shift now.”

“Um, would it be ok if I changed? I hate these boy clothes. I have a bag in my car with some real clothes.”

“Please, you can use my bedroom or the bathroom if you like. I would love to meet my daughter. Do you mind if I gave Linda a heads up, so it does not surprise her?”

“Sure mom, I’ll go get my stuff and change.”

Dakota was on a high when she walked out of her mother’s bedroom after changing. Rachel gushed over how cute she was, and Dakota twirled around, showing off her green skirt to her mother. When Linda arrived, she was also giddy to meet Rachel’s daughter. After dinner, Linda pulled Dakota aside.

“Dakota, can we talk privately for a minute?”

“Sure Linda, what’s on your mind?”

“Well, as you can see, I like your mom and I was wondering how you might feel if I asked her to move in with me?”

“Linda, my mom can do whatever she wants. I can tell though; I have never seen her happier than tonight. I am happy she has found someone to love.”

“Thanks, sweetie, this means a lot to me, and your mom.”

“What are you two talking about behind my back?” Rachel walked back into the room.

“Honey, I was just asking your daughter if it would be ok if you moved in with me.”

Rachel put her hands over her mouth and squealed. “Really?”

“Rachel, I love you. I want to share my life with you. Will you move in with me?”

“Yes, I would love that. I only have two months left on this lease anyhow.” Dakota smiled as she watched her mother kiss her girlfriend.

“Dakota, we will always welcome you in our house,” said Linda.

That night as Dakota drove back home, she called Hailey and let her know the news. It felt like a giant weight had been lifted from her shoulders coming out to her mom. She wished she had been able to tell her about Chicago but felt uncomfortable doing so with Linda around. Maybe sometime later there would be a good time for it.

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Dakota and Hailey were sitting at a table in a quiet corner of the library, studying. Dakota noticed that Hailey was distracted and looking off into space. Dakota could tell she was engrossed in her thoughts as she was playing with a lock of her hair again.

“What’s wrong?”

Hailey’s head snapped back, and she brought her attention to Dakota, “Huh?”

“Everything ok?

“Yeah, everything is fine.” Dakota didn’t buy it.

“Are you sure? You have been rather distracted lately.” There was a look of concern on Dakota’s face. He could tell something was bugging her, but couldn’t place his finger on it.

“I’m fine, really I am. I’m just stressed about my internship opportunities. You have it so easy, already having one lined up.”

“I see.”

Dakota thought about pushing further, sure there was something more going on, then backed off. “Don’t worry, you’ll get one Hailey.”

Dakota returned her attention to the textbook she was trying to figure out. As she shook her head trying to understand the calculus being used in her finance problem, she missed Hailey’s exhale at having avoided a more difficult conversation.

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The rest of the school year progressed, and Dakota made plans for her internship that summer in Springfield. The hardest thing was finding a place to stay for the summer. She found another transgendered woman who had a room to rent in a house 15 minutes from the accounting firm. One spring Saturday she got up early and drove the 6 hours out to Springfield and met Kelli and saw the place. It was a 1970s ranch house. Dakota would have a furnished bedroom and a bathroom to herself. Kelli said she worked at a marketing firm and was otherwise a homebody. Dakota signed some paperwork and headed back home.

Dakota was happy to hear that Hailey had gotten a good internship at the engine manufacturing plant, but was disappointed when she realized that it was an hour in the opposite direction from the university.

Hailey had a surprise for Dakota the night before she headed east to Springfield. Her parents had headed out of town for a few days to celebrate their wedding anniversary, so Hailey had the house to herself. Dakota set her overnight bag down by the door and found Hailey in the kitchen. She wrapped her arms around her girlfriend and nibbled on her neck while she worked on dinner. Looking around, she saw the chicken and a jar of pesto and smiled at the realization that Hailey was making a reprise of their first dinner together.

Dinner was a splendid affair. Hailey had pulled out her mom’s good dishes and set the table up nicely for the two of them. Dakota was absorbed in how the flicker of the candlelight reflected Hailey’s big brown eyes. As usual, she melted at the sight of her dimples as she smiled. It was the little things like that got Dakota aroused.

Dakota began to clear the table and clean up when they finished their meal. Hailey stopped her, wrapped her arms around her lover, and gave her a tender kiss.

“You mind finishing up here? I’m going to go get something ready, stay here until I call you ok?” Hailey rubbed the back of her hand on Dakota’s cheek. She saw her nostrils flare and inhale in anticipation of what might come next.

“Ok, my love, I’ll be waiting right here.”

As the water drained out of the kitchen sink heard a thump from Hailey’s room followed by a loud cry.

“FUCK! AAARRGGGHHHH!” Dakota ran to her room. The door was closed. She could hear Hailey muttering.

“Everything ok Babe?”

“Yeah, Don’t come in yet. I need another minute. Just hang on ok?”

“OK, I’ll wait for you in the living room.” Dakota made her way back and was looking at a picture of Hailey when she was little. She had the same smile and cute pigtails in her hair.

“Hi Sexy, whatcha doing?” Hailey was doing her best husky, sexy voice.

Dakota turned around. Hailey was wearing the same red corset she wore that first evening at the hotel before the comic convention. She had the same garter, g string, and red heels. But this time she had a pair of floral-patterned black stockings instead of the plain black ones she had on that night.

“Wow, Hailey, you look magnificent. I don’t think I have seen that on you since…”

“I’ve been saving it for a special occasion. And it would have been exactly the same as that night if I hadn’t lost my balance in these heels, hit the corner of my dresser and put a big run in them.”

“So that is what the commotion was about.”

“Yeah, sorry to break up the mood of the moment, but well life happens.” Dakota could see that Hailey was a bit frustrated by having her plan broken up.

“I know how to get you back in your game,” and she went over and wrapped her arms around Hailey, leaned in, and kissed her. Dakota’s hands found their way to Hailey’s big firm booty and gave it a good squeeze.

“ooooh” moaned Hailey as a finger grazed her lower lips.

“Hailey, I have a problem, can you help me? I think I am overdressed here?” Dakota was kicking off her black round toe pumps as said this. Hailey reached down and undid her skinny jeans and pulled them down. Dakota pulled her green sweater off and revealed her green and black camisole and green lace boy shorts. She gave her jeans a last tug and pull them off. She then led Hailey to the couch, and they resumed their oral explorations.

Soon Dakota was leaning Hailey back and pulling her G string to the side.

“Oh yes babe, you eat pussy so good.” Dakota was making her favorite tongue swirls around her clit, not quite coming in direct contact with it, but getting all the skin that would then rub her clit sending little zings of pleasure with each flick of her tongue. “Don’t stop, oh my, don’t stop, yes that’s it.” Hailey stopped talking and began to pant. There was no way she could stop her oncoming orgasm if she had wanted to. As the second wave of pleasure hit, she pushed Dakota away, not able to take any more stimulation.

Juice dripping from her chin, Dakota looked with satisfaction that she was able to please her lover. When Hailey recovered, she led Dakota to her bedroom. She pulled Dakota’s camisole off and felt the lace green bra holding her breast forms in.

“Can I take these off? I want to feel your real nipples next to mine.” Dakota nodded her head and undid her bra for Hailey. The red corset went flying across the room and landed next to the camisole, and a green bra landed next to them a moment later. A G string and some boy shorts followed quickly them.

Dakota felt a hand play with her dick, who responded by coming to full attention right away. He twitched as lips engulfed his head and shaft. Dakota moaned at the sensory overload she was feeling. Soon she was shooting her load into Hailey’s mouth.

Hailey lay her body next to Dakota and felt her girlfriend snuggle up to her. As much as she enjoyed being the one cuddled, sometimes she wished the roles were reversed. They dozed off for a while, and then she felt Dakota’s cock get hard again.

Hailey guided Dakota to climb on top and take her. She had never said it out loud, but this was her favorite way to fuck. Especially when Dakota had removed her forms, and she was plain, most boy like. Dakota’s cock hit her just so, and it felt sooo good. Soon she was moaning and rubbing her hands on her partner’s ass, encouraging Dakota to shoot a load in her.

It didn’t take Dakota long to feel her ass clench and that familiar sensation starting to build in her balls. She wrapped her arm under Hailey’s neck and pulled herself tight to her lover and released rope after rope of cum inside Hailey. She kept going for a minute, doing her best to stay hard and then Hailey was able to climax as well. They both relaxed next to each other and quickly fell asleep.

Hailey woke up the next morning alone in bed. Then she heard noises in the bathroom and found Dakota brushing her teeth. After doing the same, Hailey led Dakota back to the bedroom and climbed on all fours, sticking her ass up in the air, begging to fuck doggie style. Dakota didn’t hesitate and was soon fucking away. Hailey was rubbing her clit as she was being taken and screamed so loud, she worried if the neighbors heard her as she climaxed. Hearing her girl cum, Dakota released and came as well.

They slipped into Hailey’s parents’ master bathroom and enjoyed their large shower together and cleaned themselves up. Hailey tried to get one more out of Dakota, but she was spent and nothing more was to come. After doing some final cleanup around the house, they both headed back to Dakota’s place to help her get her final packing done. They got her old card loaded and had a long cry in each other’s arms. It was going to be a long few months apart. Dakota felt uneasy leaving Hailey, and the two promised to call each other every day and to get away to meet when they could.

In the beginning, they called daily, but as each of their internships got busier, the calls slipped to every other day and then less frequently. Dakota also noticed a change in how Hailey acted on the phone. She was growing more distant each time. She blocked it from her mind and passed it off as both were working a lot and focused on their internships. Dakota tried to find a weekend to visit Hailey, but she always had an excuse that she was doing something with her family or the like, and it never happened. As the summer wound down, Dakota looked forward to classes beginning and, more importantly, reconnecting with Hailey.

She debated if she should remain male during class time or not. After a long conversation with Kelli, she decided that it would be awkward to be a woman there since they all knew her as a man and there was a clean stopping point at graduation. Until then, she would just have to be gender fluid, switching back and forth between male and female. Dakota was still uncertain about this, since she had grown comfortable and enjoyed being a woman full time during the summer. At Kelli’s suggestion, she even had gotten a modest bikini, and the two lounged in their bikini’s in the backyard on nice evenings. Dakota was envious of Kelli’s boobs and couldn’t wait until she had enough money to get a boob job and the wider range of clothing they opened up.

Right before Dakota left, she made plans to go out to dinner with Hailey the night she planned to be back. As soon as she got back to her small apartment, she took a shower to get the travel grime off and checked the adhesive on her breast forms. She put on a nice floral halter top dress and some sandals and headed to the restaurant to meet Hailey. Hailey arrived a few minutes later and was noticeably distant and uncomfortable.

“Hailey, what is it? Is something wrong?”

“Dakota….” Hailey broke into tears, “… Dakota… I’m pregnant.”

 

this has been a good read!! I hope there will be more

 

You are writing a great story

 

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Dear Readers, I hope you enjoy this piece. If you like it, please check out my other works.

You know, dear reader, Dakota learned in her tax class, the IRS code is broken into sections, which are similar to chapters in a book. Many sections of the IRS code refer to other, earlier, sections and are only understood in the context of what came before it. So, don’t be a dolt and try to read this section without the proper context. Otherwise I might have to make you help Dakota on her paper for Tax class on U.S. Code § 368. Definitions relating to corporate reorganizations, and that just wouldn’t be any fun now would it?

Special thanks to my reviewers, both to he who wishes to remain anonymous, and NaughtyDragon, who helped me slay many beastly errors. I am sure a few errors still exist, and those are all on me. If you would like to be on my team of editors, please let me know.

I consider feedback a gift, so I do read your comments and PMs. CONSTRUCTIVE criticism is always welcomed.

~mfan2112

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Dakota’s Surprise: Part 4 – New Friends

Take yourself a friend.
Keep 'em till the end.
Whether woman or man,
it makes you feel so good,
so good.
Geddy Lee and Alex Lifeson, Take A Friend

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“What was that?” Dakota almost spit out the water she was drinking.

“I’m so sorry….”

Dakota could feel her blood pressure rising. She breathed deeply a couple of times, clenching her jaw to keep from spewing the profanity that was going through her mind.

“I take it’s not mine,” Dakota muttered. Hailey shook her head no. “How could you, Hailey? I thought we had something special together?” Dakota’s voice was trembling with anger and despair.

“We did… we do…. I just…”

“You cheated on me. You lied to me.” Water sloshed from the glass as it thumped against the table.

“Dakota….” Hailey was pleading with her “… I’m so scared… I’m sorry…”

“I’m sorry too. I think I need to go now before I say something I am going to regret.” She didn’t bother to pick up the chair she’d knocked to the floor as she stood up. The sound of Hailey’s crying only served as fuel to the fire of anger and hurt. She swiped at her eyes as she passed the greeter’s station. Safely ensconced in her car, the tears flowed as she screamed and beat on the steering wheel. In a small, quiet part of her mind she hoped that Hailey never heard the things she was screaming into the void.

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Dakota was glad that when classes started, she only had one class with Hailey. When Dakota entered the room, he sat as far from her as he could. Their classmates noticed and when asked, Dakota politely answered they were no longer together.

Two weeks later, Dakota failed to get out of class fast enough to avoid Hailey. He had been ignoring her texts and phone calls since “The Evening”.

“Can we talk, please?” Dakota saw a look on her face he had never seen on her before, but one he recognized from his own past of being so defeated all you can do is soldier on.

“Why, what is there to talk about?” Dakota growled to buttress the fortress of resentment he had built up towards Hailey in the last two weeks.

“Can we talk about us?”

“Thanks to you, there is no US anymore.” He was looking everywhere, except at Hailey.

“Please Dakota, can we at least have closure?”

“Fine, let’s go over to the student union and get a table.” Dakota put his backpack on and pulled out his phone. He tried to not look at Hailey while they walked across campus. They grabbed a table and Dakota slumped down, burning to ask the question that was etched in his mind.

“Ok, so what the hell happened?”

“It was all innocent at first, just a group from my office going out for drinks after work. After the fourth time, the others left, and it was just him and me. Before I knew it, I was in his car heading to his place and one thing led to another…. oh Dakota, I feel like such a fool. I have completely wrecked my life. I’m scared, I don’t know what to do, and my best friend hates me now.” Her hands were on her face and she was crying. Dakota felt just a little sorry for her. She slid around the table and sat next to her.

“I’m sorry you are going through this Hailey, really I am.” She put her arm around her ex-girlfriend.

“Thanks, Dakota. That means a lot to me right now.”

“So, what is going to happen to you?”

“Well, I don’t know. I am going to finish the fall and winter term, but spring quarter I don’t know. I will be so close to graduating. I will only have two capstone classes I need to take at that point, but the baby is due around midterms of spring quarter so I don’t know if I will finish or not.”

“Do you know what you are going to do after graduation?”

“Well, I am going to live at home until I get a job. My mom, once she got over the shock, said she would help me raise the baby. My dad wanted to grab his shotgun and go after the father, but mom talked him out of it. I told we needed him alive for the child support.”

“I see.”

“Thanks for listening, Dakota. I know I destroyed any chance of you and me together, but I hope we can still be friends.”

“Maybe, this still hurts Hailey. It is going to take some time to heal.”

Hailey stifled a bit of a sob. “I understand. I want you to know, I want us to continue to be friends when you are ready.”

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The week after Thanksgiving Dakota sat in the library alone, nose in a textbook, when out of the corner of her eye she noticed another student putting up a flyer on a bulletin board, but didn’t pay much attention to her. The same student was at a bulletin board in the student union later in the day and this time, after the gal had left, Dakota went and looked at the poster. It was promoting the LGBTQ+ club and their weekly meeting. Dakota had thought about going at different times to check it out but never wanted to come to campus dressed as a female. She did her best never to be on campus other than when she had classes, or in moments like this, where she was between classes and it made little sense to head home just to return later in the day.

The following Saturday she headed to her favorite coffee shop near Leslie and Karen’s place with her schoolbag to spend a few hours studying before going and doing some babysitting for her prof. This day it was a little more packed than normal. She looked around and the only place was the other end of a table that was occupied by Poster Girl. Dakota asked if she could share the table and was warmly received.

“Do you go to CSU?” Poster Girl asked.

“Yes, I am in my last year. How did you know?”

“Well, the CSU sweatshirt was the first clue, and the big thick textbook was the second.”

“Ha, well, guilty as charged. You go to CSU as well; I think I saw you hanging posters around campus.”

“That was me. I haven’t seen you around before though.”

“I’m around, some. What is your major? What year are you?”

“Sophomore, going into political science and gender studies. You?”

“I am a fifth-year senior in Accounting and Finance, so I am mainly in the School of Business. Also, you might not have recognized me as when I am on campus I don’t look or dress like this.”

“What do you mean?”

“Let’s just say most of my classmates only know my male persona.”

“You’re trans? Wow, if you had said nothing, I wouldn’t have known.”

“Thanks.” Dakota paused, unsure how to respond. “I’m Dakota, nice to meet you.”

“Melissa. You should come to the LGBT group on Tuesday nights.”

“I’ve thought about it, but I would be uncomfortable being like this on campus. Only a couple people know about me and it would be… um… awkward.”

“I understand Dakota.”

The two returned to their studies. Dakota was trying to wrap her mind around her investment textbook and modern portfolio theory when Melissa spoke up.

“Dakota, what are you doing tomorrow night? A few of us from the club are going to get together and see a movie. Would you like to join us?”

Melissa explained that it would be off campus with two of her friends; and since she suspected that the other two were clicking with each other, she was looking to figure out a way not to be the third wheel. After pondering it a moment, she agreed and got Melissa’s phone number and agreed to meet them at the multiplex the following night.

The next night Dakota wore a green knee-length skirt and a thick sweater. She was thankful she had stockings on since her legs were getting cold. During a scary scene in the first part of the movie, Melissa jumped and then did her best to snuggle up with Dakota. She wrapped her arm around the younger girl and the two remained that way for the rest of the movie. They looked over at Melissa’s roommate and her friend and snickered to each other as the other two were in full make-out mode.

At the end of the movie, as they were in the lobby, Melissa was holding Dakota’s hand and the small group stood in a corner. The other two were rather clingy with each other, and it looked like they were not ready for the night to end and wanted some alone time.

“Melissa, if you like, I can take you home and we can leave these two lovebirds to do their thing.”

“I’d like that, Dakota.” Her friends thought that was a great idea, and they split up.

As they headed to the car, Melissa spoke up, “You don’t have to take me back yet if you don’t want to. We could go get a coffee or something and hang out for a bit.”

“Or we could go back to my place, I live alone.”

“I’d like that, Dakota.” As they head to the car, Dakota opened the door for Melissa and felt the younger girl brush her hand on her arm as she got in. During the short drive to her place, she saw that Melissa was checking her out the entire time. Dakota poured two glasses of chardonnay and they sat down on the couch. They chatted about some happenings on campus and Dakota got a bit of insight into dorm life, something she never experienced. Melissa, being 19, thought it was cool that Dakota was old enough to keep beer and wine around like it was no big deal.

“I like how you are playing with my hair, Dakota. That feels good.” Dakota looked at her hand and realized she was absent-mindedly playing with Melissa’s black hair. She felt a flutter in her chest. Their eyes locked on each other, and then Dakota leaned forward and placed her lips on the younger woman’s. Dakota saw Melissa’s eyes light up as she caressed her stocking clad legs. Dakota let out a small moan of pleasure at the sensation. Her hands went exploring and found their way up Melissa’s blouse. They broke their kiss when Dakota slipped her hand under the younger woman’s bra cup and rolled her nipple between her fingers. Melissa stood up and removed her blouse and bra, releasing a nice pair of ample tits. She was a bit on the plump side, but not what one would call thick or fat. Dakota suckled on her other breast and made her way down Melissa’s skirt. She felt a small patch of bush above her snatch, but her labia were smooth and moist.

Not able to take the awkwardness between her legs any longer, Dakota stood up, reached under her skirt, and whipped her panties off. The tent forming in Dakota’s skirt mesmerized Melissa while the older woman removed her sweater and bra.

“Someone was hoping for something tonight, your bra and panties match.” Melissa was holding up the discarded red panties in her hand. Dakota just smiled as Melissa pulled her black thong off and tossed it next to its companion on the floor.

“Looks like I was not the only one…” this time Melissa smiled. She reached out and put her hand on the tent in Dakota’s skirt. She explored its shape through the fabric when Dakota undid the buttons and dropped it to the floor. She then helped Melissa unzip hers. Both women now were down to their stocking and garter belts. Dakota lay down on the couch and pulled Melissa on top of her. Lips met lips and for a long while, the two reveled in the feeling of flesh on flesh. Melissa pressed her hands on Dakota’s chest and lifted herself up. Dakota gazed upon a pair of pert breasts, firm erect nipples standing in the middle of large areolas. Melissa was wet with anticipation and ground her pussy on the hard cock between her legs. Her black hair shook back and forth as her body approached her climax.

“Yes, that’s it, I’m cumming!” Dakota could feel her thighs clamp against her sides as her breathing intensified. Dakota’s cock twitched in the moist heat of her folds; her labia wrapped on either side of her shaft. Dakota helped Melissa off and led her to her bedroom. Melissa helped roll a condom onto Dakota.

“Fuck me, Dakota, I want to feel you in me.”

Dakota positioned her bent over her bed and got behind her. Opening a bottle of lube, she spread a little on the condom and rubbed the tip against her pussy. She pushed it in, and Melissa was so aroused that the cock entered her in one push. Her hands grasped Melissa’s hip, and she pounded away. Melissa’s soft booty cushioned each thrust of Dakota and she called out, begging for Dakota to give it to her. After edging herself for a couple of minutes, Dakota signaled for Melissa to roll onto her back and spread her legs. She leaned over and kissed her while her dick slid in and out. She worked the entire shaft in and down to the root of her cock. Melissa arched her back and took Dakota as deep as she could get it in. Dakota could feel her pussy tighten around the head of her cock and she exploded into the condom. The two laid intertwined for a few minutes, looking into each other's eyes and enjoying the afterglow of sex. When Dakota’s erection had partially subsided, she pulled out and cleaned herself up with a wet washcloth and brought another to Melissa.

“I should probably get going, I have an early morning class.” Dakota pulled some sweats on while Melissa got dressed. As they pulled in front of Melissa’s dorm, she leaned over and gave Dakota a goodnight kiss. “Thanks for the wonderful evening.” Dakota watched as she entered the dorm and then drove home.

The next day, Dakota was sitting at a secluded table in the Student Union’s Garden Room. A lattice wall intertwined with fake ivy, part of the decoration of the room, gave the room a sense of privacy and intimacy. Dakota was deep in a textbook waiting for her next class when on the other side of the lattice wall, a group of girls sat down, including Melissa and her roommate. Dakota thought about going around the lattice wall and saying hi but held off as she heard Melissa's friends inquiring about the date the night before. She talked about how they had cuddled during the movie and gone back to Dakota’s place and had sex. She said it was good, but also complained that she hadn’t gotten her pussy eaten. She said it was an enjoyable experience with a penis, but that would probably be her last time with one for a long time.

Dakota felt a bit crushed and as she packed her bag, she texted Melissa as she walked away. “Next time you want to have your pussy eaten, just ask. I enjoy giving a woman oral pleasures, but sometimes the rhythm and groove of love making directs the flow in a way that something just doesn’t happen. Don’t complain that you didn’t get something when you don’t ask for it.”

When Melissa read the text, she realized that Dakota must be nearby and had overheard her conversation. She looked around, but it was too late. The two never spoke again.

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The date had been fun, the fallout not so much. Although they never spoke again, Melissa respected Dakota and didn’t out her or anything. Less can be said for some classmates who saw and recognized Dakota. Quietly, the halls of the school of business buzzed with the rumor that the girly Dakota was now dressing like a girl. It was stupid gossip, the type you would expect from high schoolers, but none the less it spread through the school. Like most gossip, the person being talked about has no clue about what is going on. A few days later, Dakota received an email from Prof. Schulman asking Dakota to come to her office as soon as possible.

“Dakota, I think you have a problem. I have overheard a few things in the hallway about you being seen in a skirt. It sounds like the word is getting out about you.” She could see the panic set in on Dakota’s face. “I take it this didn’t come from you.”

“No. Why? Ugh…I just wanted to finish my last year and make my transition on my terms.”

“Dakota, I am here for you, and most, if not all, the faculty will understand. If you want to come out, I’ll be there for you and if you don’t, you have my support that way as well.” Dakota thanked her and said she needed time to think about this.

But life has a way of forcing your cards at times. The next day after class, some classmates came up to her and asked her if the rumors were true that she was a cross dresser. “No, a cross dresser is fine with their gender but likes to wear the clothing of the other gender from time to time. I am transgendered, in my case a woman trapped in a man’s body.” The professor for the class caught most of the conversation and was impressed at how calm Dakota was, but could see that she was barely keeping things together.

That night an email went out to the entire department from the Dean. The email reminded students they are here to learn and both in university and when they graduate and join the workplace, gossip about a colleague, especially about their sexuality, is not appropriate and generally will be considered harassment. He reiterated Central State University’s policy which prohibits discrimination or harassment against a member of the University community because of race, color, creed, religion, national origin, citizenship, sex, age, marital status, sexual orientation, gender identity or expression, disability, or military status. He reminded the students that all are free to express who they are in a way they find fit, and it is no one else’s business but their own. Dakota’s name didn’t appear in the memo, but she felt the Dean putting the full weight of the department and university behind her. She replied to the Dean, copying Prof. Schulman and her class professor, thanking them for supporting her.

Dakota quit presenting herself as male the next day. A few people did a double-take when she showed up in a skirt, makeup, and hair done up. There were a few snide remarks, but, for the most part, people’s reactions were positive to her or they just said nothing.

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The last year was a tough year for her. The classes were more difficult, and she felt all alone. She got out a bit, but that was mainly going over to Leslie and Karen’s place to babysit for them. At least she had a job offer post-graduation with the firm she interned with. Christmas had been rather difficult, and she wished to spend some time with Hailey. She picked up the phone several times to call her but just could not punch the button. She spent a few days with her mom and Linda. Linda’s boys were also home, and the three kids were rather awkward around each other. Not only were they unfamiliar with one another, but they had nothing in common other than their mothers were in love with each other. The older son, Roger, was in his fourth year at the Naval Academy and hoping to become a fighter pilot. The younger one, Dan, was a freshman at the big state university and played soccer and lacrosse. Dakota sensed their struggles to come to terms with having a sister who once was a boy.

When the spring term rolled Dakota felt sorry for Hailey. By now, her belly was enormous, and all their classmates figured out why the two had split. Dakota could see the realities of her situation weighing her down. They shared one class that term, and as a gesture of goodwill Dakota sat next to her the first day of class. She noticed how Hailey perked up after that. They resumed their habit of studying together in the library, but both understood that was the limit of their relationship.

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It was one of these beautiful spring days with the sun shining and flowers starting to pop up from the ground. Dakota had a spring in her step, enjoying being able to finally wear a sundress and the freedom of not wearing pants. She was packing her school bag after class when she heard “Hey Dakota, do you have a minute?” It was Cody, who never spoke much in class, but was known all around the school since he had been the starting safety on the football team and team captain that year. Dakota looked up at the chiseled 6’1” black Adonis and smiled.

“Sure Cody, what’s on your mind?”

“Could we find a place to talk?” she could see his eyes nervously look around the room and then back at her.

“Um ok, I was just going to grab a coffee at the student union, want to join me?”

The two were quite a mismatch walking across campus, and Dakota caught a few glimpses of Cody checking her out as they walked. They found a small table after they got their drinks and sat down.

“Dakota, I have wanted to tell you for some time now about how impressed I am with you and how you handled yourself as you came out.” Dakota blushed at the compliment. She noticed that a couple of pretty female underclassmen walked by and tried to get Cody’s attention. He politely acknowledged them but kept his focus on Dakota the whole time. “I hope when it is my turn to come out, I can do so with as much grace as you did,” there was small hesitation in his voice as he said this.

“Come out?” Dakota asked inquisitively.

“I’m gay, Dakota, but as a football player, I could not come out. My frat brothers wouldn’t understand either. Now with my college life almost over, I am not so worried about it anymore.”

“Are you going to attempt a pro career? The entire school thinks you are an excellent player.”

“No, I’m good for Division II but I know I don’t have any future playing beyond this.”

“So why are you telling me this, Cody? You hardly know me.”

“Well, um…” she could see him bouncing his leg nervously under the table “I would like to get to know you better, and I was wondering if you would be my date at my frat’s spring bash. One of our alumni has a gigantic mansion that he opens up every year to the house members and their dates.” It amazed Dakota at how nervous he was talking to her. She had always thought of him as the quiet, confident type.

“Wow, this is a surprise, I never have had a boy, or should I say a man, ask me out before.”

“Dakota, I noticed you when you first came to campus and we had a class together. I have to admit it crushed me when I figured out that you and Hailey were an item, I wondered at first if you were gay, being so petite. Sorry if I wrongly stereotyped you. But when you came out as trans, I wondered again.”

“Truthfully, Cody, I don’t know what I am right now.” She wrinkled her nose and shook her head a bit. “I have kissed a couple of boys, but that was mainly just playing around. And you know about Hailey…”

“Yeah, how is she doing? You two looked like you patched things up a bit.”

“We did, but nothing romantic now. Her son is doing well, and she is adjusting to being a mom. It was hard watching someone I had fallen in love with struggling so much. Even if she did it to herself and hurt me, but I guess that is what friendship is about.”

Cody had a big grin on his face as he listened to Dakota. Wow, what a woman, he thought to himself. Normally, women didn’t do much for him. Maybe it was knowing that she had something else between her legs, but mostly it was the caring person who seemed to draw him in.

“So about the party. Are you interested in joining me? No pressure, I am not expecting anything more than just a socially good time.”

Dakota let out a big sigh. Cody could see something was going on in her mind and was bracing himself for rejection. “Cody, I need to think about it. I know you are a nice man, and from what I can tell you wouldn’t hurt someone, well off the football field that is.” Cody laughed at that, he had a reputation for placing big hits on receivers. “But I have been… scared of dating a man since… well, let’s just say my one evening with a man was not pleasant.” Dakota looked down and away from Cody, too embarrassed to look him in the eye.

“I don’t know what happened to you, Dakota. I can guess, but let me tell you I would never hurt a woman. In fact, I beat the crap out of my former stepdad when I found out he was abusing my mom and sister. I almost lost my scholarship over it, and I had a lot of ‘splaining to do during my interviews with the FBI about it. They were concerned about my emotional and mental fitness to be an agent. But it is one of the reasons I am going into law enforcement. I don’t do well with innocent people getting hurt.”

“You’re going to be an FBI agent?”

“That’s the plan, I want to use my business skills to focus on public corruption and white-collar crime. I head to the academy in a few weeks. I got in on a special program where they waive the work experience. That, and the fact I can run just about anybody down and put the smack down on them.” He flashed his pearly white teeth with that last remark. Dakota giggled at the thought of Cody, the former strong safety, tackling some idiot who tried to run away from him.

“Wow, that is cool. So the party, no expectations? No crazy frat shenanigans?” Dakota studied the big football player closely. He had always been a polite, well spoken, and a studious person in class, and by all reports, a gentleman. And well, those broad shoulders and ripped muscles from hours in the weight room weren’t bad either, she thought to herself. Maybe one date with a guy wouldn’t be so bad.

“Yep, there will be a lot of older alumni, so the party is more mellow than your typical frat party. There is an after-party back at the frat house, but I was not planning on doing much with that.”

“Ok then, I can do that.” Dakota and Cody traded phone numbers, and Dakota gave him her address so he could pick her up that Saturday afternoon.

That Saturday morning, she got a call from her mom to discuss the details of graduation weekend coming up in a few weeks. Rachel was surprised and a bit impress when Dakota told her she had a date later that day with the captain of the football team.

Her mom pestered her about coming home the weekend after graduation as Linda was throwing a party for Roger’s graduation from the Naval Academy and how both Rachel and Linda wanted to include Dakota. She was rather noncommittal, but did not close the door on the idea either.

She spent an hour going through her closet trying to decide what to wear. Finally, she settled on her first choice of denim shorts and a tight tee-shirt. Dakota put away the sundresses she had considered and spent the next while getting her hair ready and makeup on. Looking at herself in the mirror, she chuckled that how her old boy self would have gotten ready in two minutes flat. “Ah, the price you pay to be a woman,” she thought. Her phone chirped with a text from Cody letting her know he was on his way over. She glanced down at her crotch and felt herself to make sure she was well tucked into her pink boy short panties. They were small on her, just like most of her panties so they could keep Mr. Johnson in place. She was adjusting the strap on her wedge sandals when Cody arrived.

He led her out to his truck, and they headed to the party. On the ride over, Dakota asked Cody about his family. She learned that his dad was killed in a workplace accident when he was eight. His mom remarried when he was a senior in high school, but that relationship only lasted another eighteen months when he found out about the abuse his mom and sister were taking when he was gone. Dakota knew what growing up without a dad was like, since she really had no memory of the lout who ran away from her and her mother.

The mansion was a large brick house with a beautiful garden and pond out back. They could smell the BBQ smoke from the caterers as they got out and headed to the back where the action was. Cody introduced Dakota to his frat brothers, many of whom she recognized from campus but only knew a couple who were in the business school. They strapped a red wristband to their wrists indicating they had been carded and were over 21. Dakota saw his eyes glance down to her drink a couple of times as she kept a close eye on her drink and never let it out of her hand.

A pair of alumni made their way over to Cody and congratulated him on his football season and wished him luck with the Bureau. They also commented on how he was with the prettiest girl there. Dakota put her arm around Cody and blushed. She sure did like it when he reciprocated and squeezed her.

“Careful mister,” she teased “don’t squeeze the stuffing out of me. I ain’t built like you big football types.” Of course, banter like that got her squeezed even more, and she loved it. They made more chit chat with other alumni. One found out she was an accountant and was disappointed he hadn’t found her for his firm, but wished her luck in Springfield.

The whole time she marveled at his confidence around the alumni he didn’t, or barely knew. How he was polite to everyone and respected by his frat brothers. She realized he was a good man and had a bright future before him.

“Do you need another glass of wine, Dakota? Want me to get you a refill?”

“I’ll come with you,” Cody gave her a bit of a curious look and led her to the bar cart. After getting their refill, Cody led her away from the group and they walked towards the pond.

“I noticed you don’t let your drink out of your sight, that is a good practice to be in.”

Dakota looked at her drink and sighed. “Yeah, I learned the hard way on that in Chicago.”

“Did he…”

“Yeah,” a reflexive shudder flashed across her slight frame. She looked vacantly at some nearby trees.

Cody set his drink down on the ground, took hers and set it next to his, and wrapped his arms around her. He lowered his forehead down to hers.

“I’m sorry. Not all men are like that.”

“I know, I was one, but thanks.”

“You are a beautiful woman and don’t deserve to be treated that way. I want you to know I would never hurt you.”

“I know,” a small tear was forming in her right eye. He brushed it away and held her close. She could feel the bulge growing in his pants.

Looking her in the eyes again, he whispered, “Dakota, may I kiss you?” The smile on her face was obvious approval, and she moved her lips up to his. She could feel the electricity between the two of them as his tongue met hers. Her hands felt all the muscles up and down his back, while she felt him make his way down to her tight ass. She loved how he pulled her tight to him. She felt safe. It was probably only a couple of minutes, but it felt like they had been kissing for hours when they came up for air.

“Cody, how about we walk the long way around the pond before we go get some food? I think you have a problem in your shorts.”

Cody chuckled and look at her, “well you did this to me.”

Dakota also adjusted her shorts, “Well you ain’t the only one with a problem, mister. But we had better stop for now, or you are going to get me in trouble.” Fortunately for Cody, he softened up by the time they made it back to where dinner was being served. The BBQ was excellent, as was the live band playing. After they finished their meal, Dakota went and got them some more drinks, and sat on Cody’s lap when she returned. Cody was smiling from ear to ear as she wiggled her ass on his lap. She could feel him getting hard again.

“Cody, I had a wonderful day with you. Thank you, that was a lot of fun.” She placed her hand on his as he pulled into her driveway. “But just so you know, I don’t put out on the first date.” She leaned over to kiss him when he stopped her a moment. Codey lifted the center console between them, converting the front into a bench so Dakota could slide over next to him.

They kissed for a while; Dakota had never felt such strong hands caress her before. She could feel herself getting turned on and realized she had better put the brakes on things soon.

“Oh my Cody,” she said, fanning herself with her hand. “I think I had better stop for the evening, but I think I want me some more Cody, and soon.” She had a mischievous grin on her face.

“How about tomorrow night? Dinner?” Dakota said yes right way, and they made plans for the next night.

Cody watched Dakota come down her outside stairs the next night as he pulled into her driveway. She was so excited that she didn’t even give him a chance to come up to her door and ring the bell. Cody watched her tits jiggle a little under her green sweater and liked the look of her ass in her tight jeans as she got into his truck. She snuggled next to him as they drove to the pizza parlor for dinner.

“You went to the Springfield Comic Con as Batgirl?” Cody was impressed as he grabbed his third slice of pizza.

“Yeah, black cat suit, cowl, and long red hair. Here, let me show you a picture.” She pulled out her phone and showed him the pictures of her and Hailey. She thought back to that weekend and the fun they had.

“Dang, girl, you had something going on your chest that day. They look a lot bigger than what you have currently.”

“For a gay guy, you do like your cleavage, huh?” Dakota playfully slapped his arm.

“Well, I like anything if there is some sausage to go with it.”

“Well judging by how much of this sausage pizza you’ve eaten, you must. Maybe I will have to get out some special sausage later, just for you.” Cody’s eyes lit up with delight.

“Do you still have your Batgirl costume?”

“Of course, do you want to see me in it?”

“Better yet, we have a superhero party in two weeks at...”

“I’m in.” Dakota didn’t even let him finish his sentence. “So, what will you come as? My Dark Knight?” she put her hand on his. Her finger began to stroke his arm. “You don’t even need to pad your chest like some people do.” She wished he was closer so she could rub it right then.

“Well, I had been planning to go as the John Stewart version of Green Lantern.” He puffed out his chest a bit.

“Well, a little black and green spandex on you wouldn’t be all that bad. And then, if I rub up against you just right during the party, I might activate your extraordinary powers.”

“Well, those extraordinary powers are made possible by imagination, and from those pictures of Batgirl, I won’t have to use much imagination.”

“Trust me, Cody, I’ll have your imagination going faster than a wide receiver. Do you want to come over to my place and get a special sneak peek at the upcoming feature?”

As soon as they could get the check paid, they bolted for his truck.

“I didn’t know you were a big superhero fan Cody, have you done any other cos play?”

“No, never had much time with football, but I would occasionally pick up a comic book or watch a movie as a kid. Maybe once I am out of the academy, I can do some. I hadn’t thought of it much until now, but becoming a G man does have a superhero element to it.”

“A Man in Black, ooohhhh that would be good for you. Agent C. Just don’t flashy-thing me ok, I want to remember you.”

“Oh, I’ll flash you my thing and I don’t think you are going to forget.”

“Promise?” Dakota was getting very uncomfortable in her tight jeans. Fortunately for her, Cody parked his truck, and she practically pulled him up to her apartment. Cody found himself being pushed onto the couch and attacked by a girl who was less than half his weight. She climbed on him and began to grind her hips on his cock while she wrapped her arms around him. He kissed her feverishly and felt her ass and breasts.

“Gaaahh! I can’t take this anymore” Dakota popped off Cody, unzipped her jeans and pulled her hardening cock free. Cody pulled her to him, and she stood on the couch and let Cody take her cock in his mouth. It felt like heaven to her. “Mmm you suck cock, mmmm, sooo good Cody. Yes, oh my don’t stop.”

She felt her jeans being tugged down further and his big hands on her ass. She felt a finger play with her asshole. Cody looked at her, his eyes asking her if he could stick a finger in. She nodded. Cody put his finger in her mouth to get it lubed a bit and placed it at her entrance. He pushed in, slowly at first, but then Dakota surprised herself and pushed her ass back onto his finger and took the whole thing in.

“FFFUUUUUUUUUCK! COOOOOODY” Dakota could barely stand now, it was only Cody keeping her from falling now; the sensations were so intense.

“Cummmm…..” she moaned. Cody was assaulted by a blast of cum from her tiny balls. He slurped it was able to keep most of it, just a little dribbled out. Dakota was drained, putty in his arms.

“Your turn,” she said, recovering her energy. “What do we have…. Oh, my…” She was staring at a large piece of really thick meat. “This thing is almost thicker than my wrist.”

Dakota’s eyes went from lust to fear. She wanted it, but fuck, that thing was big.

“I….I don’t know Cody, I don’t think I can get that in me.”

“You don’t have to, Dakota. You take things at your speed, ok.” Cody was a little disappointed, but not surprised. This wasn’t the first time a lover was shocked by the girth of his cock. A couple had walked away because of it, and Dakota was by far the tiniest partner he ever had. However, her ass had taken his finger so easily, so maybe with some stretching beforehand, they might be able to make it work, he thought.

“Whew, thanks, but let me not leave you hanging, I take care of my man ok?” Dakota was loving having a man to take care of. So different from what she had with Hailey.

Dakota was already reaching out and rubbing Cody’s cock. He moaned as she got on her knees between his legs and checked out the large member in her hand. Timidly, she kissed and stroked it. It took her a minute to build up the courage to put it in her mouth, but it did not take her long to get into a rhythm that had Cody in heaven. She knew what she liked and figured he would like the same. He was finding his bliss when Cody lifted her head off his cock.

She knocked his hands out of the way and resumed sucking on his dick, her hands pumping up and down the veiny shaft. He started to put his hands on the back of her head and she shook him off. She was going to do this her way and at her speed. That meant that Cody didn’t stand a chance of lasting long. In fact, he only lasted 30 seconds more until he gave Dakota a creamy drink that filled her mouth so much she gaged on it, trying to swallow it down. She caught the drips with her hand and then licked it clean.

“I never knew cum tasted so good. I should have tried my own years ago.”

A satisfied Cody pulled his Dakota onto the couch next to him, and they chilled for the rest of the evening with some Netflix and some tonsil hockey.

The next two weeks went be fast for Dakota. Cody was able to come over a couple of times for dinner and some oral action, but both had major projects to turn in for their capstone classes.

One afternoon, Dakota was over at Hailey’s house so they could review the lecture notes that Dakota had taken. Hailey put the notes down, rubbed her eyebrows, and looked at Dakota.

“So, I heard some news about you girlfriend,” she wagged her finger at Dakota. “Were you going to tell me?”

Dakota got a wry grin on her face. “Um, you sure you want me to?”

“Dakota, I love you, but I love you more like a sister now. And my sister is dating the fucking captain of the football team. So yeah, dish it sister!”

Dakota let out a sigh of relief. She had been worried about how Hailey would take the news. Not that she had really any leg to stand on here. She told her about their dates and the upcoming costume party. Hailey thought about seeing if there was a way she could also get invited to the party, but then someone else cried out and Hailey was reminded that her life followed a different path now.

“Ugh, I feel like a cow,” Hailey said a moment later while opening up her blouse to nurse. Dakota tried not to stare at her large tits, but she peaked a little. “I envy you, Dakota, never having to worry about having to watch what you eat. I would kill for your metabolism. I just hope the doctor is right and if I keep breast feeding the weight will come off.”

Dakota stuck around for a few more hours as the two hit the books until Hailey’s parents came home from work. The Andersons were nice people and were slowly coming around to their daughter’s ex-boyfriend becoming her best female friend and sister.

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Dakota was putting on her red wig when Cody came over the afternoon of the party. He had a bag with him and planned to put his costume on at her place and then go back together to the frat house. His eyes began to pop out at the sight of Dakota in her cat suit, her giant titties sticking straight out.

When they walked into the frat house, there was a big whoop and holler for them. Cody knew it was really for his date, and he was very okay with that. By now, most of his frat brothers knew that Dakota was packing something extra and not their cup of tea, but with tits like that, none of them cared.

Dakota took in all the compliments and enjoyed being hit on by the guys. Cody stayed closed to his date, mindful of what had happened to her in the past, and also to make sure he defended his turf. He waved off some guys who tried to put an open cup drink in her hands and instead got a couple of unopened beers and wine coolers for her instead. They headed over to where a DJ had set up his gear and Cody busted out some moves that left Dakota speechless. She stood off to the side, watching him. She tried dancing a bit, but although she was comfortable in her regular heels, the platform boots were too much to dance in.

The nice thing about the boots, however, was they shrunk the height differential substantially. Now she was only two inches shorter than him instead of seven. Cody came up behind Dakota and wrapped his powerful arms around the dainty girl. She was soon shaking her latex clad booty into his crotch. She could feel his superpowers rising to the occasion. Dakota was looking around and caught two younger frat guys watching her. She took Cody’s hands and placed them on her twin peaks. At the same time, she pressed even harder against his cock and shook her red mane like a madwoman. She noticed one of the young bucks take off for the bathroom, his hands trying to hide the hard on in his pants.

“Dakota, what do you say we head out of here and find a more private place?” Dakota just grabbed his hand and led him back to his truck.

“Lets go, this place is already crazy and will be a zoo later, I bet.”

It wasn’t long before Dakota was unlocking the door to her apartment. It surprised Cody when a moment after she closed the door; she started to peel off her cat suit. “Ugh, I can’t take this any longer, Cody,” as she reached into her panties and freed her cock from his tuck. “Look what you did to me, big guy, you made me all unladylike.” Cody gazed at the bulge in her panties and in one quick move scooped her off her feet and carried her to her bed.

“Dakota, I think I know the answer, but may I make love to you?”

“Yes please, just be gentle ok, you’re the first one I am willingly giving my ass to. Just go slow and know I might bail out, ok.”

“You say stop anytime you need to.” With that, he kissed Dakota. She loved his powerful hands exploring all over her body. She lifted her arms as he slid her shirt off and he began to play with her breasts.

“Wait… stop” Dakota sat up. “Let me take these off,” she carefully removed her forms. Cody watched her as she set them down on her dresser and got out a wipe to clean her skin where they had been. “I want to feel you on me, not through some silicone.” She laid back down on the bed. Cody wrapped his arms around her and began kissing her again. This time she could feel his fingers play and tug at her nipples. Her cock twitched each time he gave one of them a gentle pull. “Oh Cody, that feels soooo good.” She felt his hands move lower down her body. His hand slipped under her panties and played with her cock.

She lifted her hips, and he slid the pink panties off and freed her boner. She felt his lips kiss the tip of her cock and lick the shaft. She twitched as he nibbled her sack.

“Cody…Cody oh yes, suck my dick” she moaned as he engulfed her cock and took her all in. She could feel his tongue dance around with her pole in his mouth. “I ain’t going to last much longer” Cody responded by pulling her hips closer to him and kept her in his mouth. “I’m cumming” she screamed as a blast of cum shot from her dick. She could hear him slurping to keep it all in. Her hands were caressing his head as she tried to buck her hips, but his powerful hands held her in place. She sat up as she finished and regained composure in time to watch him swallow her load. A smile was plastered on his face.

“Wow Dakota, that was a mouthful.” He slid behind her and spooned the tiny woman, and hand resting on the small bud that was her tit.

As Cody lay there, his cock was rock hard, but then he noticed something strange between her butt cheeks.

“Huh? What do we have here?”

“Surprise babe, I’ve been doing my own workouts the last two weeks.” Dakota got up and went over to her dresser and pulled out a couple of butt plugs. They were clearly part of a set, each one just a little bigger than the last one.

“I’ve had the big boy in me all day, so I am ready for my Biiiiig boy now,” her voice all syrupy and oozing sex. “Want to help me take it out?” She waggled her ass at him.

Dakota began to get tingly feelings in her butt as Cody slowly pulled and twisted it out. It was about 5 inches long and almost as thick as his dick. His face looked like a kids on Christmas morning.

“Stick that big cock in my ass Cody, I want you in me. Make me a woman.”

Cody sheathed himself from the supply set out on Dakota’s nightstand and lay back on the bed and helped her position herself on his cock.

“Lower yourself slowly, you’re in control.” His hands were underneath her, supporting her weight, one large hand on each butt cheek. Since he was constantly in the weight room, her tiny 110-pound frame was nothing to him.

Slowly she sank down on his cock, her pecker pointing straight out, erect again.

“Oh my god, Cody, you’re are going to split me in two. This thing is huge.”

“Go slow and relax.” Filled with his cock, finally, and she slowly lifted herself up and down on it. With each thrust, her cock would bob up and down.

“Oh yeah, you are so tight, girl”

“I love your cock Cody, I love your cock, I FUCKING LOVE YOUR COCK!”

“Ughhh, yeah, take that cock”

“I love your dick in my ass baby, fuck me Cody, cum for me. Shoot your load in my ass. Oh yeah, hit my P spot!”

“Not going to last much longer….uuuuuuuuugggggghhhh!”

“Don’t stop Cody, don’t stop, you're going to make me cum again.” Dakota felt a new sensation build and then crash over her with her first prostrate orgasm of her life. She dribbled out a load all over Cody’s chest. She pulled herself off his cock and collapsed onto him, exhausted.

Cody pulled her body so her head was next to his, and he caressed her neck. Finally, she mustered some strength to get up and grab some washcloths to clean themselves up with.

“I had a wonderful time today with you, Dakota.”

“I did as well, Cody. I’m sad though, finals are coming up and then graduation. I don’t want to stop seeing you though. And I definitely want to see more of you” she said to Cody’s cock, which was starting to get hard again.

She watched Cody begin to stroke it hard again. She leaned over and began to blow him. She knew her bum was way too sore to take it a second time tonight. She would have to build up to that. Her mouth was soon full of its prize and she savored it like it was her last meal.

“So Cody, what are you doing for graduation?”

“My mom and sister are coming, but I don’t think we have any special plans. Maybe dinner or something. I am going to be here in town for three weeks until I have to report to training.”

“I would love to continue hanging out with you, at least until I move myself. I was planning on moving a couple weeks after graduation when I can get into my apartment. I have to be at my new job right after that.”

“If you like, we can get most of your stuff in my truck and I can help you move.”

“Oh, please, will you? My mom was going to help me, but I am not sure her car or mine will do well pulling the trailer.”

“I should probably get going, Dakota. We both have a lot of studying to do for finals.”

“Yeah, you’re right, Cody. I wish I had a bigger bed than this little thing. Hailey and I could sort of fit on it, but you’re just too big and hunky. Otherwise, I would beg you to spend the night.”

“Yeah, my bed at the frat is the same deal. Maybe we can figure something out over the next couple of weeks.” The two made out for a bit before Cody pulled his clothes back on and headed home.

Dakota did her best to study, but Senioritis was setting in and she knew that unless she totally bombed her finals, she would graduate with honors. She did her best to give Cody the space he needed to get in the study time he needed, but both would rather spend the time with each other. When Cody was over Dakota was glad that her apartment was over the garage and her landlady’s bedroom was at the far other end of the house. There was something about Cody’s cock in her ass that made her scream like a banshee. She was much louder than with Hailey.

The morning of graduation she was giddy and bouncing around her apartment when her mom and Linda arrived. Cody had been over the night before and hadn’t left until 4 am. Her mom could sense something was up but said nothing. They headed to the stadium and bumped into Hailey with her son and her parents. The two girls hugged and cooed at Hailey’s wee one.

“Dakota,” Mrs. Anderson placed her arm on Dakota to get her attention. “Thank you for all you have done for Hailey, being there for her. Her father and I just want to say thank you and wish you good luck in your career.”

Dakota and Hailey waved goodbye to her family as they went off to the bleachers. Rachel Wallace and Linda soon followed, and the two girls headed to the marshaling area. The ceremony was a typical one, and Dakota was glad when it was over. She was looking around for Cody when Rachel and Linda found her. Linda was getting a picture of mother and daughter when Dakota heard her name being called.

She turned her head and took off in a full sprint in her heels and practically tackled Cody, leaping into his arms. She didn’t care that four sets of eyes were watching them kiss like a sailor coming home from a long voyage.

Cody set Dakota down. “Wow, you sure you never played football? You hit me pretty well there, girl.”

Dakota giggled. “So you big lug, you going to introduce me to your mom and sister?”

“Well, are you going to introduce me to your moms?” The four other women were now surrounding the two and smiling at them. They made introductions, then Rachel and Linda gushed over Cody.

Then Dakota realized that Cody had never told his mom about her. Typical boy she thought.

“Hey mister you got some explaining to do, I thought I would find you with a boyfriend, are you dating girls now too?” Said Cody’s mom to her son.

“Mrs. Gordon,” Dakota wrapped her arms around her man, “no, your son has not changed. You can say that I give him the best of both worlds.” It took her a minute to catch Dakota’s meaning, but then she smiled and gave her a big hug.

The two families chatted for a while and shortly before they went their separate ways to their evening activities, Dakota looked at Cody and then her mom. “Mom, would it be ok if I bring Cody with me to your shindig next weekend?”

“So, you want to come after all? Of course, you can bring Cody. That is if he wants to join you.”

“Sure I do, I would love to get to know your family.”

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Cody and Dakota spent every day together the following week. Since school was done and they had some time before their jobs started, they could just relax and enjoy each other. Cody helped Dakota pack up some of her stuff for her move to Springfield, and her landlady was kind enough to make some space in her garage for some furniture Dakota found at an estate sale, including a king-size bed.

Dakota figured out Cody’s summer workout routine of heading to the school gym in the morning and then going for a run. She decided to surprise him, and after sneaking a glance at his phone and his running app, figured where she could find him with about a mile to go. Cody was absorbed in his thoughts, earbuds in, when he noticed someone running next to him.

“Dakota!” he slowed a bit and pulled his earbuds out. He checked out his petite girlfriend in her hot pink yoga pants and black sports bra; her wavy chestnut hair pulled back in a ponytail. “This is a surprise; I didn’t know you ran.”

“Not much, I did some in high school, but just on my own. I didn’t want anyone to see the girly guy run. I haven’t made time in the last few years for it, but getting to know you made me think about getting some exercise. At least so I can maybe keep up with you someday.”

Cody slowed his pace to match Dakota. They ran along the river, across campus, through the sprinklers running in the quad, and finally back to the gym where Dakota had parked her car next to his truck. She was slowly walking around in the parking lot trying to catch her breath and cool down a bit. They looked at each other and laughed at how wet they were. Cody stripped off his tank top and wrang it out. Dakota just enjoyed the sight of her shirtless man and how his wet shorts clung to his package. He nodded toward the locker rooms and gave her a questioning look. She shook her head.

“You go in and shower, I’ll meet you back at my place for lunch ok?”

Cody knocked on her door about an hour later. He was greeted with a big kiss as Dakota jumped into his arms and wrapped her legs around him. Her tight sun dress showed off her curves, and Cody could feel her untucked cock throbbing against his chest through the fabric. She loved how he could pick her up and carry her so easily. And he looked great in his shorts and tight tee shirt. It showed off all his muscles.

“So did you like running with me?” he asked.

“Yeah, but I have to build up my endurance to keep up with you. I don’t think I could have gone another block.”

Cody smiled as he set her down. Over lunch Cody suggested that he change his route so that he would pass by her place, and then they could run a mile or so long loop back and they he could continue on back to the gym.

She was stretching in the driveway the next morning when she saw him turn the corner onto her block, and she did her best to keep up with him on the loop run. The morning sun felt good on the back of her neck as her ponytail bobbed back and forth and even though no words were being spoken between the two of them, she felt like she was, in a small way, connecting to him in his element. Cody recognized and appreciated the effort she was putting in to do things he liked with him.

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Dakota had four different sun dresses laid on her bed when Cody came to pick her up to head to her mom’s for the party. Cody watched as she held one up after another looking at herself in the mirror trying to decide, finally settling on the first one she tried, a green halter top dress. Dakota was about to put it on when she looked at Cody. She set the dress down and walked over to him and began to rub the bulge in his pants. “Looks like me standing here in my bra and panties have gotten you all hot and bothered.” She got on her knees and unzipped his pants. His cock poked out from his boxers and she engulfed his member in her mouth. Cody wrapped his hands behind her neck as he fucked her mouth. It didn’t take him long to shoot a load down her throat. “Now look what you have done to me,” she whined. “You’ve gone and messed up my hair and makeup.”

“You’re such a girl, Dakota,” he teased. She used to take offence at comments like that, but now it just made her feel comfortable being a woman. Dakota headed to the bathroom after getting her dress on and redid herself. Soon they were on the road with their overnight bags in the back of the truck cab. Rachel came out to greet them as they pulled up. She gave them both a hug. Cody’s firm muscles rather impressed Rachel.

Dakota noticed her mom checking out Cody. “I got me a man, huh mom?” Cody puffed his chest out a bit at the compliment.

“Yeah honey, you got yourself a hunk. Do you two have bags to bring in the house? Are you going to spend the night?”

“No mom, we just checked into a hotel close to here.”

“Dakota, you didn’t need to do that, you can stay here,” said Rachel as they entered the house.

Dakota sheepishly replied, “Uh, mom, I really don’t think you want us keeping you up all night.” She heard a loud snort of laughter coming from down the hall. Just then Linda popped her head into the kitchen where they had stopped.

“Like mother like daughter then I guess.” Cody laughed at that.

“Linda!” Rachel exclaimed, her eyes wide open.

“Whatever dear, you are rather passionate and vocal in bed. Don’t be surprised if your daughter takes after you like that.”

“Come on mom, give me a good reason I shouldn’t get excited by this,” she lifted his shirt and rubbed her hands over his six-pack.

“Ok ladies, I didn’t come here to be a slab of beef in a butcher’s shop.”

Dakota gave him a playful slap. “Oh, hush you, you like it and you know it.” Cody grabbed her and kissed her.

“Well, I guess he shut me up,” she fanned her face with her hand.

“Cody, can you take these coolers with drinks out to the patio?”

“Sure, Mrs. Wallace.” He stacked them one on top of the other and carried them outside. Dakota followed him. Her stepbrothers, she didn’t know what else to call them, were tossing a football back and forth. Dakota introduced Roger and Dan to Cody, and Dan tossed Cody the ball. Both were rather astonished when he casually caught it in midair one-handed and zipped it to Roger. Dakota smiled to herself as she headed back inside to help her moms. Years ago, she would have been sitting nearby scared to be drug into a game of catch, but now, she was comfortable being a girl and doing “girly” things while the boys played. Later, when Roger’s girlfriend came over, the two girls hit it off and rolled their eyes at the boys when they caught them in a deep conversation over who was the best quarterback of all time.

Later that evening, as the guests were leaving, Dakota found Cody sitting in a ring of chairs with Roger, his girlfriend Gloria, and Rachael and Linda. Since there was no other seat available, she hopped into Cody’s lap and felt his arms wrap around her. Roger looked at the two, paused and shook his head. “Sorry, I’m still getting adjusted to who you are and calling you my stepsister. Hell, don’t take this the wrong way mom, I’m still coming to terms with my mom having a girlfriend. But Rachel, you make my mom smile, so I’m happy.”

Cody looked at Roger, “That took guts saying that man. I remember when I told my old coach I was gay, he told me that we might be attracted to a gender, but we fall in love with the person. I know that is true for me. I first noticed Dakota when she was male, but have fallen in love with whom she is.”

Dakota started to tear up. “You love me?” Cody nodded his head and kissed his girl.

As Dakota and Cody were getting ready to leave, Roger came over and put his arm around Dakota, giving her a side hug. “You got a good man there, Sis, don’t let him go.” He reached his hand out to Cody, “Good luck at the academy, and watch out for the Jarheads.”

That night when they got back to their hotel room, Cody stood behind Dakota and wrapped his arms around the petite woman. She leaned her head back so he could kiss her and moaned as his hand reached down and freed her cock from his tuck. He began to play with it through her dress and panties. Finally, she could wait no longer and leaned herself over the bed and pulled her panties down and flipped her dress up. “Take me, you big stud. Give me your fucking cock now!” It didn’t take Cody long to shuck his clothes and fuck her asshole. The two fucked long into the night, each one cumming three times. They did get a call around midnight from the front desk, asking them to keep their passion a little quieter.

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The last couple of days before Dakota moved were rather hectic. She spent some time with Hailey and her son and also with Leslie and Karen, thanking them for all the guidance they had given her. She was thankful that Cody had offered to help her move. It was so much easier to have him pull the rental trailer behind his truck than doing it with her mom as she had originally planned. Cody spent four days with Dakota in Springfield helping her get moved in and making love to her each night. He headed back the night before she started her new job to get his stuff packed and heading to Quantico, VA.

She had found a small one-bedroom apartment that was a 10-minute walk from work, so on nice days it was a great commute. She settled in. As a first-year associate, they gave her all the grunt work. Checking the work papers, going on inventory counts, and whatever unpleasant task no one else wanted to do.

She tried to call or text Cody each night, and he typically found a few minutes each night during his training to call her. They would chat about her work, his course work, and life in general. She told him how she was getting to be a better runner and looked forward to when he could get away and they could spend a weekend together.

She didn’t think much of it one Tuesday that fall when he didn’t answer or respond to any text messages. She figured he was studying, but got worried the next day when he still didn’t respond, even with a brief text like he had a few other times when cramming for a test.

She was moping around her desk trying to focus on a spreadsheet Thursday morning when the partner she reported to and the HR manager came to her cube.

“Dakota,” the HR manager said nervously, “can you please come with us to the conference room?”

Dakota’s mind immediately went into overdrive. Why was she meeting with HR? She’d just had a progress meeting with her direct manager a couple of days ago, and he had said her work was exemplary. There were a couple of girls in the secretary pool that she went to lunch with occasionally. She tried to remember everything she’d ever said to them. There was the guy from legal that had asked her out, but he had seemed to be okay once he found out she had a boyfriend. She tried to remember if she had ever said or done anything to indicate that she wasn’t born the woman she presented herself as every day.

“Is, is everything okay?” She hoped she didn’t sound as nervous as she thought she did.

The manager’s expression flashed through shock, then relief, then understanding. “Sorry, Dakota. Everything between you and the firm is fine. There’s somebody important asking to speak with you.” She carefully controlled her breathing so as to not let them see the relief she felt. She looked up to the manager and noticed he was looking at her forehead, and not in her eyes. The manager and partner turned away and Dakota followed. Nothing more was said as they walked down the hall to a small room near the front desk. Inside was a middle-aged gentleman in a suit with a bulge on his right hip. He stood as she walked in and asked her to sit down. The partner and HR manager stood near the back of the room.

“Ms. Wallace, I’m Special Agent Thorton of the FBI Springfield Office. Please have a seat.” He maintained his gaze on her as she sat in the chair offered. “I’m sorry but your friend, Mr. Gordon, was in an accident…”

 

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Dakota’s Surprise: Part 5 – Thorns and Roses

We ran by the water on the wet summer lawn

I see the footprints

I remember …

Tried to believe but you know it's no good

This is something that just can't be understood

Neil Peart, Afterimage

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“Two days ago, A drunk driver hit Mr. Gordon while getting some early morning PT. Some other nearby agents and Marines tried to save his life, but the damage was too great. I’m sorry.” Dakota slumped into her chair and wept. She only sort of heard the agent say something about they didn’t have her contact info since that was turned in before they started dating, nor did Cody’s mom. It was at the insistence of Cody’s dorm mate that they find her number. Cody never quit talking about her and had expressed to him Dakota’s importance in his life and future. The dorm mate knew they talked daily, and he had her picture tacked to his bulletin board at his desk. It took them a bit to hack into his phone, and then they found all her texts and messages. Since Agent Thorton was from the Springfield office, they had sent him personally to tell her the news on behalf of the Agency.

Her boss sent her home after HR explained the firm’s generous bereavement policy and told her not to come into the office until she was ready to come back. Her mom, Linda, and brother Dan joined her at the small church in Cody’s hometown across the state for the memorial service two weeks later. Roger sent flowers since he was at sea and could not be there. Mrs. Gordon insisted that Dakota sit next to her during the service, with Cody’s sister on the other side.

Dakota recognized many of the people there since the university’s head coach had organized the school’s bus charter to provide transportation for as many teammates and university staff and faculty who wanted to make the 2-hour trip north from campus. The University Provost and Business School Dean both expressed their condolences to her. Leslie and Karen were both there and hugged their friend while she had a good cry. Dakota had recomposed herself and was talking with Cody’s high school football coach, listening about some of Cody’s off field funny antics in the church’s fellowship hall following the service when she felt a hand on her arm.

“Hi old friend,” Dakota turned to find Hailey standing there. She threw her arms around her bestie and lost it. Hailey just held her as she sobbed and unleashed the floodgates of grief. They moved to the side of the room and talked for hours. Hailey listened as Dakota processed her situation and talked about the dreams she had for a future with Cody that will now never be filled. It made her sad to listen to her friend and former lover talk about a future without her. There was a small part of her that wanted to get them back together with her first love, but knew that was unlikely.

For her part, Dakota was happy that Hailey had found a job working in the university accounting department as a staff accountant. It was a good situation for her, close to home and the support of her mother and with the free on-site day care the university provided. She was going to be moving into a small one-bedroom apartment near campus and next to a small shopping area and playground.

“There is something else Dakota, I’m not sure if I should bring this up today, but I been wanting to tell you but held off with everything you have been going though the last few days. But I am not sure when we will see each other again face to face.”

“Um, ok.” Dakota braced herself with the possibility of being reminded of another painful situation she had worked hard to move on from.

“My boss had me over for dinner recently, and well, I didn’t realize it beforehand, but it was a setup. She had a new assistant Geology professor there as well, and we’ve sort of hit it off.”

“That’s great Hailey, in fact, that is the best news I have heard in a while.” Dakota breathed a sigh of relief.

“Yeah, Nick is pretty cool, in a nerdy way. In addition to his rocks, he loves medieval history and renaissance fairs. He showed me some reenactment costumes he has. You would love them. And he just loves playing with little Michael. Those two have a lot of fun together. Which is good since Michael’s father wants nothing to do with him. At least he pays his child support on time.”

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When she returned to work, she buried her pain in her tasks. It was not uncommon for her to work 80–100 hours a week. Her work and skill were showing, and she received a lot of praise from her coworkers. When she passed the CPA exam, they gave her a $5,000 bonus, which she used to open a special account she called her Boob Job Fund.

Given that she had been working so much and studying for the exam, Dakota’s social life was almost nonexistent. About the only thing she did for fun was run. She was building some endurance and sometimes ran with a group of other women from the office. It was a great way to clear her brain and kill some stress from work, but she often thought of Cody as she ran and often used his memory to push herself a bit further in his memory.

She did consider going to the comic convention she had attended years before as her first foray as a woman, but that morning she was so tired, and images of Cody in his Green Lantern suit came to mind and she got depressed. So, she just rolled over and slept instead. She was able to take a few days off at Christmas and hang out with her Mom and Linda, but other than that it was all work.

In the spring she was invited, along with many other women in the office, to a wedding shower for one of the senior associates she frequently worked with. It was an evening of silliness and drinking way too many margaritas. Near the end, the bride to be passed out little goodie bags to each of the girls with a variety of gag gifts. Novelty flavored condoms, a pair of edible panties among other items. But it was the lotto scratch card that made Dakota’s day. She was just going to ignore it, but many of the others were scratching of theirs. A couple won a few dollars here or there. But as Dakota scratched hers, her eyes got bigger.

“Oh… my god… Oh My God.. EEEEEEEE,” the others came running over.

“What is it? Did you win?”

“She won $50,000!” someone yelled out looking over her shoulder. Everyone got excited.

“What you going to do with the money, Dakota?” asked the bride to be.

“Pay her taxes!” yelled out a gal from tax standing in the back. Everyone laughed.

Dakota, having drunk three margaritas, reached into her bra and pulled out a loose breast form and held it up. “Guess who is getting a new pair of boobs!” There was a round of laughter, but many of the gals were rather dumbfounded by it.

“Really? Did you think a tiny gal like me has C-cups? Come on, I’m an AA on a good day,” Dakota laughed.

“Woot you go girl!” yelled the bride to be. She knew Dakota’s secret and looked to help her shift the conversation. “What else you going to do with it?”

“I don’t know, maybe replace my old clunker of a car.”

The other women chimed in with what they would do with the money. Shopping, Jewelry, and paying off student loans were all popular choices. But one that stuck in Dakota’s mind was going on a cruise.

That night she mulled the idea over. She had never been out of the country. She had only been on an airplane trip once to Florida to see the mouse as a youngster with her grandparents. There were so many cruises to pick from. It didn’t take long for her to find a site listing cruises targeted to the LGBTQ+ community. One company looked interesting as they focused more on women than men and advertised 75% were lesbian. This appealed to her. She was still recovering from the loss of Cody and wasn’t sure if another man could stack up to him. At least not this soon, may be best to find a woman for a brief fling and enjoy the ride. She bookmarked the site for future reference.

The next day she made a few phone calls, first to the lottery board and then to a plastic surgeon. She was able to get an initial consultation later that week. Fortunately, her firm had a great vacation policy that was partially based upon the number of billable hours worked, and since she had put in so much overtime, she already had four weeks on the books. Dakota scheduled a week off for her surgery and another week for a summer cruise out of San Diego down the Mexican coast.

Her surgery went great and soon Dakota was counting down the days to her cruise. Her favorite part of the preparation was shopping for a new bikini that fit her new boobs. She got two, one of which barely covered her small areolas. Hoping to get laid on the cruise, she also bought some sexy bras and panty sets and a dark green corset.

On the big day, with her bags all packed, she headed to the airport to begin her journey. Of course, the airlines began to fuck things up from the beginning. There was a maintenance issue on the initial flight and so she was rerouted to an East coast hub, nothing like going 1,000 miles in the wrong direction to start your trip. A weather delay compounded the issue so instead of getting into San Diego late at night before the cruise, she got there the morning of. A very exhausted Dakota collected her bags, realized there was only an hour until the start of check-in. “Well, that is a wasted hotel room I’ll never get back,” she thought to herself. “Why did I have to fall for the sucker’s bet of a deep discount on a nonrefundable hotel night?”

Seeing a coffee shop, she grabbed the largest cup of coffee she could get and got a taxi for the quick jaunt to the cruise terminal. She dozed a few minutes, waiting in line with a few of the other early birds until they opened, and she could check in her bags. Having a few hours to kill until boarding time, she took her day pack and walked along the harbor past the aircraft carrier museum and saw the gigantic statue of a sailor kissing a nurse. She pondered it a bit, not sure if she wanted to be the sailor or the nurse.

Finally, she could board the ship and found her room, with her bags already there. She put on the more modest of her bikinis and found a spot by the pool to relax. She was so tired; she fell asleep and didn’t notice all the people checking out the tiny girl with big tits. One of the crew shook her awake and helped her get to her muster station for the safety drill. Afterwards, she headed to a poolside bar and was enjoying a glass of wine when a blonde sat next to her. The two started to chat and Dakota was getting a good vibe when the blonde started into a rant about how awful it was that they let penises on board. Dakota’s blood boiled at the vitriol this lady had to what Dakota had between her legs. After letting the woman spew her hate for a minute, she looked her square in the eye “Well not everyone agrees with you, I for one am glad they let people with cocks on board, gay, straight or trans. Especially since I have one!” Dakota was livid now. Her face red, a bead of sweat forming on her forehead. She pointed a finger at the vile woman, “And just so you know, you ain’t going to get anywhere near it.” The blonde got all prissy and stormed off. Dakota slumped back down onto her stool and put her head in her hands.

“Hey, cheer up, not everyone is so narrowminded as that bitch.” Another woman sat next to her. She signaled to the bartender to pour Dakota another glass of wine. She introduced herself as Susan and was from outside Boston. Susan seemed like a fun-loving person, someone good to hang out with but was clearly in the friend zone for Dakota. The two women chatted for a while until Dakota realized she needed to head to her cabin and get ready for the dinner service. Since the dress code that evening was casual, she put on a floral sundress and gladiator sandals that wrapped up around her calves. She considered wearing a bra but enjoying giving her new boobs a shake in the mirror, skipped it.

A dining room host checked her in. “Ah, here we go, I have you at a table with five other women.”

“Perfect.” Dakota followed the host to her new table.

“Hi Dakota.” It was Susan from the bar.

“Hi, Susan.” The other women introduced themselves. There was Maggie, Jennifer, Sarah, and Rose. It was evident that Jennifer and Sarah were a couple. The women had a great time chatting and getting to know each other a bit. Dakota noticed that Rose was checking her out throughout dinner and didn’t pay much attention to the others.

As they finished the meal and grabbed their purses, Rose came around the table. “Dakota, I was wondering if you would like to join me for a drink?” Dakota smiled. Rose was quite a bit taller than her, had beautiful brown skin, and the biggest, sexiest brown eyes she had ever seen.

“I would love to join you, but I think I am at my limit tonight with the wine. Could we just find a quiet spot?”

“I think there is a salon on deck 11 overlooking the helicopter pad at the bow of the ship. We can head there.” Rose led Dakota up the stairs to the Salon. Dakota enjoyed the view of Rose a couple of steps in front of her going up the stairs. She had what appeared to be a very toned bum under her tight white leather pants. Her black pumps and red blouse made a stark but sexy contrast to them. Her jet-black hair was cut short, in a pixie cut, but that just accented her ears more and the pair of long dangling gold earrings on them. Dakota also noticed on her left ear she had a few more studs in them as well, going up the lobe. There were many comfortable chairs and sofas arranged around the salon so that people could have quiet conversations or just watch where the ship was taking them.

“Oh good, we can get a cuppa,” Rose said, pointing to a self-service coffee and tea bar.

“A cuppa?”

“Sorry dear, my mum is British. A cup of tea.”

“Oh, that sounds great. I hope they have herbal; I really can’t do any caffeine at this point, I only got a couple of hours of sleep on the flight out, that and a short nap by the pool earlier.”

Rose giggled. “Yeah, I saw you zonked out.” They grabbed some tea, some peppermint for Dakota, and found a couch to sit on.

“You looked fantastic in that bikini by the way.”

Dakota blushed. “You liked?”

“Honey, half the ship was checking you out. Even the gay guys. And the half that didn’t check you out, are the ones who didn’t come to that part of the ship.”

“Dang, I wish I were awake for that. These are new and I have been looking forward to showing them off a bit.”

Rose smiled, “I sure enjoyed them earlier. I must admit, my heart did a bit of a flutter when you sat at my table. So those are new, eh? I figured they were enhanced, a small woman like you doesn’t grow them that big on her own.”

“Well, they are real,” she paused for dramatic effect, “real expensive, that is.”

Rose laughed so hard some tea almost came out her nose. “Don’t make me laugh like that after I take a sip.”

“So, you’re British? You don’t sound it?”

“My mum is half British, half American. She met my dad in London, where he was doing his residency. He was in the UK in med school when the Shah was overthrown, and I am also half Persian. We moved to the States when I was four and lived here ever since. So, my accent is American, but I use a lot of British English since that is what both my parents speak.”

“That’s nice. So, your dad is a doctor?”

“Yes, and so am I. I just finished my fellowship and trying to decide on where I am going next. I have a bunch of offers and have to give my decision when I get home.”

“So, you got some good offers?”

“Yeah, they are all substantial offers, but I am not sure where I want to go. Cardiology is in high demand.”

“Wow, you must have been in school for like a million years.”

“Yeah, but all the grunt work is done and now it is going to pay off.”

“You doctors can rake in the bucks, that’s for sure. I did a rotation through the tax department and it blew my mind away when I helped with the return for a clinic.”

“Yeah, the money is significant, but that is not why I got into medicine. It’s cliché, but I am passionate about serving others. And I love the challenge that is the human heart.”

Dakota nodded in understanding, but the travel and lack of sleep finally caught up with her. She tried to stifle a yawn, but to no avail.

“Looks like someone needs to find her bed.”

“Yeah, I should probably get going,” she put her hand on Rose’s thigh, “I have had a lovely evening. Can we see each other tomorrow?” Dakota stared into Roses’ brown eyes. She had found her cruise crush.

“I would like that very much. Can I meet you for breakfast?” Dakota agreed, and they made plans to meet the next morning at the casual buffet.

“Dakota, may I walk you to your room?” Dakota nodded. Her heart skipped a beat when Rose reached out and held her hand. The two went down to her berth. When they reached Dakota’s door, Rose laughed. “I hope you don’t snore.” Dakota had a confused look on her face. “My room is across the hall.” Dakota smiled and laughed. The two stood there for a minute, neither making a move. Rose put her arms around Dakota and pulled her close as if to kiss her. Dakota wrapped her arms around Rose’s neck and rested her head on shoulder.

“I’ll see you in the morning, Rose.” She gave Rose a squeeze and headed into her room.

Dakota’s last thought that night, as her head hit her pillow, was she should have kissed Rose.

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She was hemmed in. Her nose was being tickled by hair from the person next to her in bed. And a large arm from the other side was holding her. She lifted her head and looked around the large empty room. There was just a bed, no windows, doors or other furniture. “Where was this, what was going on?” she thought. She glanced to her left, she recognized that female form anywhere. Hailey stirred and snuggled in closer to her. She felt a large manly arm around her, squeezing her breast. It felt so good to have Cody holding her. Their warmth cocooned her; their presence reassured her. She gave in to the feeling of love as she leaned against her man and cradled her woman to her chest.

“Let me take care of you,” Hailey murmured as she kissed her way down Dakota’s body. She loved the feeling of her warm mouth on her cock as her soft boobs pressed into her thighs… this time to the feeling of a mouth on her cock. Hailey flipped her hair back so Dakota could get a magnificent view of Hailey’s head bobbing up and down on her cock. Those big brown eyes glimmering with lust looked back at Dakota. She felt a finger play with her asshole and she put her head back down and moaned with pleasure.

“Hey babe,” Dakota turned to face Cody’s big black cock. She grabbed it by the root and pulled it to her mouth. It had always been too big for her to take much of it in, but she used the tip of her tongue to dance all over it and then put her lips over his head. He grabbed her head and fucked her mouth, causing her to gag.

Dakota felt Cody putting her head back on the pillow and Hailey climbing on top of her. Her shaved pussy dripping in anticipation. Dakota used her tongue to explore the missed but not forgotten folds of her ex-girlfriend’s pussy. Soon her tongue was twisting around her clit and she could feel Hailey shudder.

They shoved a pillow under her ass while she continued to pleasure the pussy in her face. Large hands spread her ass cheeks, and she felt a thick cock forcing its way in. Waves of pleasure crashed through her body and the cock filled her ass and hit her prostrate. She could feel her own hard cock hit her belly as it flopped with each of Cody’s thrusts into her.

“Fuck me, Dakota,” Hailey moaned. Dakota felt Cody withdraw so she could get on top of Hailey. Her cock slid right in, as Dakota wrapped an arm around Hailey’s neck. She was pumping away when she felt Cody’s cock at the edge of her asshole. He plunged back in. The sensation of being in Hailey and being filled with Cody was amazing. She could hear the other two grunt and moan, but she herself could not make any sound.

Dakota continued to fuck, and be fucked, when she felt the other two reach their climaxes at the same time. She could feel the gooey load filling her ass as Hailey’s pussy convulsed around her cock. She was dying to cum when she heard a voice at the side of the bed.

“Dakota, time to be done here with these two. Come with me, be with me.” Rose’s gentle voice pierced the fog of her dream. She felt a soft brown hand take hers as the two other bodies disengaged from her own. Dakota ran her fingers through the short hair of Rose’s pixie haircut and pressed her lips to Rose.

"Come on, let's get you cleaned up," a brown hand took hers and lead her to the shower. It was like warm rain gently falling on her. Dakota could feel the grief and loss of past loves falling away and watched as the water went down the drain. The water stopped and Rose was waiting for her with a big fluffy towel her. She felt the terry cloth wrap around her and drifted back to sleep being held by her new friend.

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Rays of sun blasted Dakota in the face as she awoke from her dream. She had the worst case of morning wood she’d had in months. Thoughts of Rose were flashing in her mind, her smile, those big brown eyes, her dangling earrings, and that sumptuous bum. She began to stroke her cock while the water in the shower began to warm and soon ropes of thick cum were splattering over the shower wall.

“Oh Rose” she moaned to herself as she recovered, and the hot water caressed her body.

She had just put on a sports bra and tucked her penis into her panties when she heard a knock on the door.

“Just a minute.” She pulled on her yoga pants and open the door. She pulled Rose into her room and embraced her.

“Wow, I have not had a good morning like that in a long time.”

“Me either.” She thought back to the last time she had gotten a good morning kiss from Cody. That seemed like a lifetime ago. “You look good, Rose.” Dakota looked up and down Rose’s slender but athletic 5’9” frame. She drooled over the camel toe Rose was sporting in her yoga pants. ‘Has to be a runner or maybe a swimmer,’ she thought. Dakota marveled at the print on Rose’s pants. They were like a bolt of lightning had hit a bouquet, electric colors everywhere, much more fun than her plain maroon ones.

“So do you, Dakota.” Rose waited while Dakota finished getting ready. Rose was intoxicated by the sight of Dakota performing the simple act of brushing her hair. Dakota had not cut her hair since she had decided to transition, and now her wavy chestnut locks were touching the bottom of her shoulder blades in the back. Rose almost fell over when the petite woman tossed her head from side to side to give her hair just a bit of body. The two headed upstairs for breakfast and watched the ship come into port while they ate. They tried to get onto a zip line excursion for that morning, but those were all full, so they opted to go on a whale watching trip instead.

The two women got onto a boat with about 20 other passengers and headed out of the harbor. The guide explained that they were looking for the first waves of migratory orcas, coming down from Alaska to the winter birthing and mating grounds at the southern part of the Baja peninsula. Rose could see that the wind and the spray were getting to Dakota through her fleece jacket, and she wrapped her arms around her new friend. Dakota was thankful for the warming snuggle and interlaced her fingers with Rose’s.

She was having a blast getting to know Dakota and doing her best not to think about what would happen at the end of the cruise. Her arm was tingling where Dakota’s hand rested and her finger was gently going back and forth.

“Oh god, she smells like coconut,” thought Rose as a whale breached the water nearby. Dakota’s scent was making her damp between her legs. Rose was watching Dakota when she turned her head around to watch a surfaced orca, but was caught by the big brown eyes looking at her. They froze, both wanting to, but not fully sure if the other did or not. But Rose didn’t care anymore if others were around or not and leaned in and placed a tender kiss on Dakota’s lips. She could feel the smaller woman melt in her arms and then regain her composure.

“That was wonderful Rose, we need to do that more, but not here. Too many people.” Rose nodded in agreement, happy to have her advances approved of, but sad that they had to be temporarily stopped.

For her part, Dakota was also enjoying being held. It was different than how Cody held her. That had been a firm, powerful hold. Then she felt safe and secure. This was more tender and loving. Not better or worse, just different. Dakota looked at the brown hand holding and played with the gold rings on her middle finger, it had a simple rose pattern repeating around it. ‘How appropriate,’ she thought. She floated when Rose took her hand as they got off the small boat and headed back to the ship for a lite lunch.

Over salads, they discussed their plans for the afternoon. Rose smiled when Dakota mentioned she might want to get a run in.

“Do you run much, Dakota?”

“Probably not as much as I should, but I like to get out. I started running as a way to be with my late boyfriend, and then it was a small way I could stay connected to him and deal with my grief. Now I run with a group at my work and it is great to clear the brain.” Dakota looked out the window as she missed her Cody. ‘Why did you have to bring him up here?’ she thought to herself.

Rose caught the look of lost love on Dakota’s face. She placed her hand on her friend’s and held it. She wanted to know more, more about her past and what made her tick, but held off prying for now. Rose was also a tad confused. ‘Is she a lesbian? She appeared ok with kissing me earlier, but she had a boyfriend in the past. Late boyfriend? What happened to him? Is she still grieving? Is she Bi? What is this cutie?’ The questions swirled in her brain faster than blood pumping through your heart.

“Yeah, I know that feeling, I used to run all the time in undergrad, and some in med school. But during my residency and fellowship, I was working so many hours, I cut back. I need to get into running form again. Plus, I think my metabolism isn’t what yours is, so I have to burn off that dessert from last night.”

“My old girlfriend used to complain about that with me as well. I guess that is one of the few good cards I have drawn in my life.”

“Girlfriend? As in gal pal or something more?” There was hope in her voice. Was she Bi?

“Something more, yeah, I have had both. Hailey was my first love. We met when I transferred to Central State, we had all our classes together and just hit it off. But then went separate directions for our summer internships, and when I got back, she was pregnant. That was the end of our romance, but we reconciled are still good friends. I consider her to still be my bestie. She’s dating a prof now and from what she says, they are getting serious.”

Dakota pulled out her phone and showed Rose a few pictures of her and Hailey, including Batgirl and the elf. There were also some pictures of her holding little Michael and others with Cody, including from the costume party.

“Wow, he’s big.”

“Yeah,” Dakota said dreamily, “230 pounds of pure muscle. Captain of the football team. But more importantly, a good man. I miss him.”

“I can tell, what happened? If I can ask?”

“He was at the FBI Academy and out for a run and got hit by a drunk driver who swerved and crossed two lanes of traffic. He was well off to the edge of the shoulder of the far side like you should be, but he didn’t stand a chance against a full-size diesel pickup doing 50.” Dakota just swirled her empty iced tea glass around staring at the cubes. This was the first time she had talked about Cody to someone else for months. And even though it hurt, it felt strangely good to tell Rose.

Rose got up and pulled her chair next to Dakota and held her. She saw her wipe a tear from her eye and felt her give her arm a pat.

“Thanks Rose, I needed that.” They decided to try out the running track on the top deck, and after putting on her favorite black running skort and new sports bra, Dakota met Rose in the hallway outside their room. She liked her skort as it allowed her to run comfortably untucked but hide any bulge. It was hard not to drool over Rose in her spandex running shorts, and she had to lead the way so she would not stare at her and get stiff. As they got to the track, they realized the folly of their plan, way too many deck chairs crowding into the track and other people would be getting in the way. They headed to the gym and found a couple of treadmills next to each other and got some mileage in.

The treadmills were a good call, as Rose noticed that Dakota was a better runner than she, or at least in better shape.

“I’m glad I was running next to you on a treadmill Dakota, you would have left me behind on the track.” Rose panted. She had slowed to jog shortly after they started and watched Dakota’s tits bounce and her ponytail swaying back and forth as she ran.

Dakota took Rose’s hand as they walked out of the gym, both dripping in sweat.

“Shower and relax by the pool?”

“You read my mind, Dakota.” They slowly meandered back to their rooms, enjoying each other company. “So Dakota, can I ask you a question?”

“Sure, shoot.”

“You said you’ve been with both men and women; do you have a preference? You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to.” ‘But please do.’ Rose said to herself.

“All my life I have been attracted to women. I was more than a little surprised when Cody asked me out. I was not looking for a relationship with a man, but we clicked, and I fell in love. Who knows what would have happened with us, his career path would not have been an easy one.”

They got to their rooms and went their separate ways for a bit. Rose heard a knock on her door about 20 minutes later and Rose’s jaw about hit the floor when she saw Dakota. The electric blue teeny bikini top left nothing to the imagination and went well with the skimpy cutoff jean shorts.

“I wish I had tits like yours, Dakota,” said Rose after catching her breath and the two headed up stairs.

“Well, trust me, special people like me know what being flat chested is like. You ever thought about getting a boob job?”

“Not going to do it. Not opposed to them, but they would just get in the way when I am in surgery. Same reason for the short hairstyle.” She ran her fingers through Dakota’s hair. “I love your long hair too…” She leaned forward and kissed Dakota. Dakota could feel her cock twitch and broke away.

“You could give me a hard problem if you keep kissing me like that.”

Rose looked at Dakota funny for a minute, not getting the meaning of her words, but decided to move on, “You’re lucky we are in public cause right now I want to rip your clothes off and eat you.”

“Mmm keep thinking way, you just might get lucky” Dakota teased. They got some drinks at the bar and looked around for a spot. They saw Jennifer and Sarah sitting on a couch and joined them in a neighboring one.

“Looks like you two have hit it off,” quipped Sarah.

Dakota snuggled into Rose and wrapped an arm around her bare waist. The two looked at each other and smiled

“Oh yeah, they are going off the deep end,” replied Jennifer. “Cruise hookup in progress!”

Rose stuck her tongue out at Jennifer.

“Hey that tongue should be for me, girlfriend.”

“It’s all yours cutie.” Rose kissed Dakota and slipped her some tongue. They broke it off when they heard their friends next to them doing loud fake coughs.

“Get a room!” laughed Sarah. “Say, Jennifer and I are going to the club tonight after dinner. Care to join us? There is a special live band this week we love from back home in Virginia. They rock out and are fun to dance to.”

The two looked at each other and quickly agreed.

The Sun was warm, and the four women chatted as they basked in it for a while.

“Rose, I’m going to step away for a bit and take care of something. Shall I pick you up for dinner?”

“Sounds good, see you in a bit cutie.”

Dakota left the pool area and headed to the on-board shop. She went to the health care area and found a pack of condoms and some lube. The cashier stared at Dakota’s tits for a moment and chirped, “Someone’s hoping to get lucky tonight.”

“I hope so.” She was sure the cashier could hear the expectation in her voice.

She went to her room and did her hair and makeup. She pulled out a tight-fitting black dress that barely covered her bottom. Not wanting her tuck to fall out, she put on a pair of black pantyhose and then slipped into a pair of black boots with a 4-inch heel. She stuck a condom in her purse, in case they ended up in Rose’s room, but she had the rest in her nightstand with the lube for easy reach.

She knocked on the door to Rose’s room. Rose stood behind the door as she let her in. Dakota was mesmerized by what she saw. Rose was just in a set of white lingerie, a lace bra, thong, white lace garter belt, and white stockings.

“Do you like them, Dakota? Consider this as a sneak peek for the feature performance later this evening.”

“Be still my beating heart, how am I ever going to make it through dinner?” She put the back of her hand against her forehead and did a bit of a faux backward swoon. Rose cracked up at the sight.

“I like hanging around you Dakota, you’re funny.”

“Just wait until this evening dear, I’ll make you see stars.”

“I hope so. Been a long time since I had someone play with my pussy.” Dakota walked over to Rose and pulled her head to hers and kissed with all her strength. As she did, she reached between Rose’s legs and gave her a quick rub.

“And there is your sneak peek, my Rose.”

Rose let out a sigh, and a blissful smile crossed her face. Dakota waited while Rose put on her dress, a tight white halter top, and watched as she clipped a gold ear chain to her right ear. It had a couple dangling diamond pendants and looped back into her piercing.

The best part was when they headed to the dining room for dinner. It was the simple act of holding hands that Dakota liked best. She realized how much she had missed the simple things of being in a relationship. She knew that this week on the cruise with Rose was going to be fleeting, but she was determined to make the most out of it.

They got to the table and the other four were already there, all dressed to kill. Sarah mentioned that they had bumped into Susan and Maggie after the pool and told them of the plans to hit the club after dinner. It also appeared that Maggie was trying to get into Susan’s skirt that night, and if Dakota read Susan’s expressions correctly, Maggie was going to be successful.

They pre-funked well at dinner, and there were four empty wine bottles at the end of the meal. There was an hour before the club opened, so they hit a bar for another round of drinks. Dakota was glad she got the unlimited drink pass where all she had to do was show her room key. But being a good bit lighter than the others, she knew that she had better slow down as to not have problems later. The club opened, and they were not the only ones waiting to get started. It packed quickly and the group of girls were having a blast dancing to the house music. Several other women came and joined them, but when a couple of guys came over, they were all politely pushed away.

Soon the band came on stage, and everyone got into them quickly. They were a five piece, playing covers and lots of people sang along and danced. They were quite good, a tight-knit group that obviously had played together for years. The lead guitarist, with a Megan Rapinoe look to her, had a pride sticker on her guitar and often looked back and sang to the female keyboardist with electric blue hair.

Something clicked in Dakota’s brain and that part of Dakota that cranked the tunes as a boy and danced around a small apartment when mom wasn’t home, and he should have been doing his homework, came out. Dakota the girl now rocked out, hair flying around without a care. The music was infectious and even the traditionally reserved Rose was getting into it. Dakota was loving teasing Rose by shaking her booty up against Rose’s leather pants. She could feel her short dress creeping up and she was sure more than Rose had a pair of hands on her ass during the evening.

Near the end of their set, the lead singer, and rhythm guitarist, announced that the next song was for all the love birds out there and began a slower number. One woman who had joined them was approaching Dakota to dance when Rose wrapped her arms around and mouthed, “Sorry, this one is mine.” The other woman realized she was beaten and looked elsewhere for her conquest that night.

Dakota loved the feeling of being the dainty girl in the relationship. Rose had her arms around Dakota's hips and Dakota had hers around Rose’s neck.

“I like this Rose, just like all the school dances I never went to.”

“You never went to a dance in high school?”

“Good golly no, the old me was much too shy to ask a girl out then.”

“And no one asked you?”

“No, I was just a scrawny wallflower back then.” Rose looked into her eyes and they kissed on the dance floor. They were still kissing and oblivious when the song ended, and the band brought the pace back up.

“Rose, how about we head back to my room, it’s getting a little noisy and crowded here?” The two slipped out and headed to their room. They didn’t see the smile on Jennifer and Sarah’s faces for them. They entered the room and Rose almost threw Dakota onto the bed. Dakota could smell Rose’s arousal and let herself be ravished by the Persian tigress.

“Help me out of my dress, Rose,” her voice husky with passion. Rose undid the zipper in the back and as the dress fell reached her arms around Dakota and rubbed her boobs through her green satin and lace bra. Dakota slipped from her grasp and sat on the edge of her bed and took off her boots and took off her pantyhose.

“Rose, there is something I need to tell you. Um…you see… I’m trans and um… I have a penis….”

“WHAT??!!??” Rose was shocked. “Ohmygodohmygodohmygod!” she began hyperventilating…. “no… no… no… this can’t be. I’m sorry Dakota, I have to go now,” and she hurried out the door.

Dakota was heartbroken. She collapsed onto the bed and began sobbing. “Stupid fucking dick, I hate you, why do I have to be a boy down there?” She wept and cried for over an hour before the alcohol and the days' activities kicked in and sleep took over.

 

Your whole story is absolutely fabulous that you found true love and didn't have to stop being you, transgender people need love to there's nothing wrong with that at all, I loved every word

 

Another awesome story, looking forward to reading more.