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Brandi Part 2 of 9: Prom Night
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Brandi -- Part 2
by Jennifer Lorissa-Leigh
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his. And neither of them would ever want it any other way.
Tony was only vaguely aware of the feeling of Locke
pulling his shrinking cock free of the tense, excited pussy
between those sexy, silky legs. The involuntary woman finally
gathered his wits enough to stand, and he turned to see the man
wrapping a towel around his naked form.
He leaned over and kissed Tony gently on the lips.
Then, as Tony watched, the man pulled off the lambskin
condom that held his huge deposit of male seed. "Surprise,
baby," Locke beamed, proud of himself. "Was it good for
you?"
"Wonderful...just...wonderful..." the woman moaned, a
smile on her glossy, deep red lips. He was in female heaven.
"Not bad," Locke commented, admiring the quantity of
come he held before him. "Look at that. Nothing wrong with
this guy's ammunition." He handed the filled sheath to Tony.
Tony stared at the huge load of spent semen. That
would have been inside me -- should have been inside me -- he
thought, if not for that damned condom.
Locke turned and headed into the bedroom. The woman
stood for a moment then, almost hypnotically, dipped a long
fingernail into the still-warm semen in the spent condom.
Tony lifted the finger to his lips and sucked the male seed
from it, finding the intensely salty taste exciting. Driven by
female lusts, he then tipped the condom up and sucked its
slippery contents into his mouth, penetrating the depths of the
condom with a hungry tongue. It's so delicious -- so male -- !
Tony followed the man into the bedroom. He watched
the naked man walk from behind, aroused intensely by the
hardness of his form.
"Tony's on his way up for the weekend," Locke
continued, going into the master bathroom. "Should have been
here already. You'd better get dressed, baby." The man
closed the bathroom door behind him. Tony stood once more
before the bedroom mirror, still naked.
"Locke...fucked me..." he whispered to himself,
watching as his beautiful lips formed the words. He could still
feel the enormity of the cock inside him. In his joy and
excitement, Tony wanted to scream the words out as loudly as
he could. He had had sex with a man, a powerful, muscular
man -- and he had enjoyed it more than he could ever have
imagined. It had been tremendous. As he gazed upon his
beautiful, feminine image a new calmness filled him, one he
had never known before.
Through his intercourse with Locke, Tony had been
officially christened 'Woman.' His new mind totally claimed
him, and it was one attuned perfectly to the flesh he had come
to possess. Not yet knowing that his newfound womanhood
was a permanent thing, Tony hoped Brandi would never want
to change back. He wanted to keep her body, to live her life.
He considered running away somewhere where she could
never find him, could never force him back into manhood.
Woman. I am woman. Same as my mother,
same as my sisters.
All his life, girls had been them. Women had always
been so incomprehensively different in their thoughts and
needs that they seemed almost to be other than human, an
entirely different type of creature. But suddenly, without
warning, those same women had jumped from being them to
being us. Tony felt a warm bond with his mother, his three
sisters, and the entire sisterhood of girls everywhere.
His context of men had also changed. Males had become
relegated in his mind to the state of being the opposite sex.
How could I ever have liked having that penis I had, he
wondered, now incredulous. I want to suck cocks, and hold
them, and feel them inside me --
For the first time in his life, men had become them.
And that felt natural. Although he would always retain his
own, male memories, Tony had truly become Brandi -- with
all of the female sexual drives and desires to match his female
body.
Ten minutes later, Locke emerged from the master
bathroom. He was greeted by a sight that immediately brought
him again to erection.
Backlit by gentle sunlight, Tony stood facing him in the
middle of the room in an alluring, feminine pose. The woman
wore only shiny black, four-inch high heels. Around Tony's
slender neck was the mysterious crystal on its elegant silver
chain. His earrings sparkled. His flesh glistened with the gloss
of just enough body oil to give female flesh an irresistible,
sexy sheen. His right middle finger was slowly, gently
circling his clitoris. Huge, bare breasts reached out toward
Locke, their nipples hard and straining.
"My pussy is still so hot for you, Locke..." Tony
seductively begged in a low, erotic moan, holding his arms
outstretched toward the man.
"Oh, Brandi..." Locke melted at the sight of the
seductress before him. Without another word, he walked up
and kissed the apparent Brandi on the mouth, caressing one of
Tony's huge breasts as he did so. Tony pushed back hard,
returning the kiss with a deep, circling tongue. They moaned
anew, and as they kissed Tony reached down without looking
to caress the man's meaty cock as it became stiff and ready.
Tony's nipples strained to become even harder than they
already were. For the first time, Tony felt Locke's
massive cock in his palm as it became fully excited. It was
huge.
Tony ran the delicate fingers of his other hand through
Locke's thick forest of chest hair. He felt his vagina growing
unbearably hot and wet. His body wanted a cock inside it, and
fast.
Desperately and lovingly, with the heated, female
passion a woman feels for a man, Tony pressed his soft ready
body into Locke's hard, naked flesh, wrapping his arms and
one leg around him. He gazed deeply into Locke's eyes with a
feminine sparkle and clarity that Brandi had never shown.
Tony slowly dropped to his knees, bringing Locke's
straining cock to mouth level. Parting his shiny lips, Tony
took the head of the organ into his mouth and as he rubbed
Locke's buttocks with his hands he twirled his tongue against
the erection's fiery head. Locke, eyes closed in ecstasy, gently
caressed the woman's soft, full mane of hair as she continued
so expertly.
"You'd never do that before..." Locke said.
"I'm going to do it all the time from now on, honey,"
Tony moaned, pulling the cock out of his mouth just long
enough to speak. "Anytime, anywhere..." He licked the hot
organ like a popsicle. "I'll suck this while you drive your car,
and in the movie theater, and in the men's room of any
restaurant in town..." Sucking gently, the intensely-aroused
woman mouth-fucked the man until the time of climax grew
near.
"Oooooh, please, Locke..." Tony begged, looking up at
his boyfriend's rugged face. "Fuck me now...oh, please, put it
in me..." The words flowed from his lips in Brandi's sexy
voice, making them irresistible.
Tony feared that Brandi might return at any moment
and rob him of the womanhood he had so quickly come to
love. Before that happened he wanted to have Locke again.
Locke powerfully lifted the girl and carried her to the
bed. Tony's arms hung around the man's muscular neck as the
woman continued to stare lovingly into his eyes. Locke laid
the girl playfully upon the sheets and then climbed atop her.
Their bare skin, covered with a dew of passionate sweat,
melded with the heat they generated. The man gave Tony
another deep kiss, and the woman again tasted Locke's musty
breath as the man reimmersed his tongue into the woman's
mouth.
Tony inhaled sharply as he felt Locke's fingers against
his clitoris. He closed his eyes, drinking in the wonderful
sensation. He was drawn fully into the female existence that
had been thrust upon him, and he found himself again
returning the kiss of his longtime friend, running his own
tongue along the roof of the man's mouth.
Tony moaned. "Oh, Locke...hurry. Take me..."
Tony's deep red lips held the seductive smile of a sexy,
longing girl.
Tony, his mind filled with its new, feminine passivity,
loved being able to yield to the will of the man. Tony spread
his legs wide -- they were gorgeous, sexy smooth legs that
were long and shiny and wrapped in silk and they led right up
to the female treasure that nestled warmly between his thighs.
Locke quickly took position between those freshly-shaven legs.
"I want to fuck you all night..." Locke said.
"I want you to...I need you to..." Tony pleaded in a
soft, loving voice. He had become entirely submissive,
wanting only what the man atop him wanted. "All
night...never pull out of me...stay inside me...deep inside
me..."
The man began to reach onto the bedside for a condom.
"No..." Tony said, stopping him. "I want to feel only you
inside me."
Locke smiled. Brandi had always insisted upon his
wearing a condom, but he was more than happy to oblige the
request. He smiled and instead picked up a tube of K-Y jelly.
"Here," he said, handing the lubricant to his apparent
girlfriend. "You do it..." Squirting some of the slippery
substance into his pretty palm, Tony reached down and began
to massage his friend's erection. The woman felt a new
excitement sweep through his body, one that made it hard to
breathe. The cock felt so hot in his hand, and so big and
slippery. Locke moaned. Tony did, too.
"Put it in, honey...hurry, put it in..." Tony begged,
pulling his knees up and spreading his legs as wide as he could
to expose his hungry pussy to its fullest. As Tony wiped his
hand clean on the bedsheets, Locke took final position over the
woman, placing the head of his slick cock against the opening
that it craved.
Tony placed his hands on Locke's shoulders. Looking
beyond the huge bustline that graced his chest, Tony managed
to see the man use one hand to move his hard penis into
position for penetration.
Tony closed his eyes. Once again, he felt the large,
rounded head of Locke's naked penis press against the lips of
his pussy. With a single, determined thrust the cock buried
itself deep into Tony's flesh, but somehow, this time, it was
different. There was a new magic alive within Tony, the
magic of being a total woman, pinned to a mattress by and
making love with a total man.
And Tony wanted it more than anything he had ever
longed for. He found that he loved Locke -- fully,
emotionally, and sexually, as a woman loves a man.
"Brandi...oh, Brandi," Locke whispered. "It's so
good..."
"Ohhhh, Locke," the woman moaned. Locke began to
pump into her harder. "Ohhhhhh...yes...yes, Locke...ohhh,
I'm so glad I'm a woman..."
"I'm glad you are, too, baby..."
Tony held his gorgeous legs straight and high in the air,
legs spread wide, and watched as his glossy black high-heels
air-danced to the beat of Locke's assault. Overflowing with
joy and fulfillment, Tony laughed a woman's laugh and
embraced the fire building within him.
As Tony was repeatedly bounced into the softness of the
mattress beneath him, his huge breasts danced with gelatinous
love against his silky chest. Glorying in the sensation, he
claimed forever his new identity as the woman, Brandi. He
would keep his thousands of memories of life as Tony, but he
would never again want to return to that life. He embraced
womanhood, joyfully drinking in the feel of his breasts, his
softness, and his -- her -- happily filled vagina.
Tony was no more. Brandi relished the feel of the cock
inside her, glowing with a life and vibrance she had never
known as a man.
"How is it, baby?" Locke asked, smiling at her pleasure.
"Oh, Locke, it's so big..." she moaned, eyes closed.
"I wish it were bigger," Locke said. "I wish it was a
huge, monster cock that could fuck you like no woman's ever
been fucked before..."
"Mmmmmm..." Brandi moaned, wordlessly wishing the
same and joyfully pulling the man's face closer in order to kiss
him deeply. "I...I...love you..."
"Love you, too, baby," Locke said.
The crystal glowed once again, unseen by either of the
lovers for it was pressed between the massive inner sides of
Brandi's breasts. She felt something gently warm in her
cleavage, and something wondrous inside her.
Locke's cock grew two inches longer and an inch bigger
around, even as he continued pumping. He felt the woman's
hot vagina grow even tighter around his engorged organ, as
she felt him fill her beyond the limit.
"Oooooooh...yes! Yes, Locke! Ohhhhhhh...it's
so...ohhhhhhh! Fuck me! Ohhhhhhhhh.........!" Sparks
danced from her clitoris as the added friction of his wish-
enlarged cock increased her orgasmic fire, which built steadily
toward its explosive climax.
She embraced him tightly, encouraging his pumping
hips by stroking her soft palms against Locke's sweaty back
and hard buttocks. She wrapped her smooth legs around him,
holding him inside her as he drove like a piston into her tight,
slippery cylinder.
"Ohhhhhh, Locke! Ohhhhhh, Locke! YES! FUCK ME...!"
The moist, wet sound of their sexes merging filled the
cabin, as did the woman's cries of deep ecstasy. Her passion
stirred the man to pump still harder and even faster, bringing
her to the very brink of climax.
"Ohhh, Locke! Ohhh, Locke! I'm going to...to..."
She came. Gloriously, explosively. Eyes clenched,
gripping Locke's flesh in her soft hands, she cried out in the
throes of female fire. A woman's orgasm flooded her senses,
set them ablaze. Her pussy drenched his cock as her steaming
come flowed outward, soaking the sheets beneath her with its
musky wetness. It was a sexual sensation infinitely beyond
anything the man named Tony could ever have known, as if
the sensual universe had taken ignited within her.
With great satisfaction, Locke watched the woman have
her orgasm as he continued to pump slowly and gently into
her. She's never felt one like this, he knew, looking into her
perfect face.
"Ohhhhh..." the woman moaned as the electricity began
to subside. "Ohhh, Locke...it's so...so...wonderful..."
Again, their lips found each other's in a hard, lustful kiss.
Moments later, Locke's breathing became spasmodic and
his face contorted with the intensity of his own orgasm. He
rammed his cock as deep into Brandi as it would go and
forcefully sprayed her depths with his hot come as she smiled,
eyes closed. She kept her smooth legs locked tightly around
him, kissed him and gently caressed his rugged face.
"Yes, baby...that's it...I feel your come inside me," she
said, running her fingers gently and repeatedly through his
hair. "That's it...fill Mama's pussy...that's it...Mama's pussy
needs your hot come...it's so warm...your come feels so
good...yes...come for Mama..." Locke finished and relaxed,
then, exhausted, he lied upon her and laid his head beside hers.
She once more played with his short, curly hair.
"That was wonderful," Brandi whispered, stroking her
man's firm flesh, fulfilled and totally happy for the first time
in her life, "I want to be with you always. I want to have
your baby."
"Marry me...?" Locke asked the woman, hope in his
eyes.
"Yes, Locke Parker," she joyfully said. "I will marry
you."
The rest of the afternoon was a time of raw lovemaking.
In the throes of passion, Locke totally forgot that Tony was
due to arrive.
The new woman loved each sexual position more than
the last. She found that her favorite was the same as that
which had been the favorite of the old Brandi -- on her hands
and knees on the edge of the bed, with Locke standing behind
her, holding her waist as he rammed his erect and newly-
enlarged tool hard into her wanting vagina.
Their naked bodies glistened with the glossy sheen of
body oil. During the man's rhythmic pounding of her vagina,
Brandi rocked back and met each thrust. Her breasts hung
free, moving like live things. It was so glorious having a
woman's intercourse, letting a man drive his penetrating flesh
so deeply and hotly into hers.
Brandi came again and again that afternoon, living a
sexual adventure of legendary proportions. Sex had become a
wondrous and beautiful thing, just as Tony himself had. Their
lovemaking continued into the night, and the lovers fell asleep
in each other's arms.
The next morning, Locke was awakened by a sharp,
loud pounding. Rising from the sex-mussed bed, he walked
naked into the hall bathroom.
He found Brandi in the bathroom, dressed only in
panties and one of Locke's huge dress shirts, which was
unbuttoned fully to expose her breasts. She was leaning over
the sink, smashing her rose-crystal necklace with a hammer.
He smiled and watched her, aroused by the sight of her
luscious breasts as they jiggled with each hammerblow.
The crystal shattered. Its tiny, broken pieces washed
down the drain.
"I though you liked that necklace," Locke said, puzzled.
The woman kissed him deeply. "I do. I love it..."
Locke looked confused. "I don't want anything undone. Ever.
I don't want anything else. I have all I ever dreamed of, right
now." He looked at her quizzically. "Don't worry,
honey...it's a girl thing," Brandi assured him.
The doorbell sounded. Locke answered to find the new
Tony at the door. "Sorry I'm late," he said. He watched as
Brandi, buttoning her shirt, walked into the room. Their eyes
met. The secret they shared danced in the air between them.
"Hi, Brandi," Tony said, looking upon the feminine
loveliness that had previously been his own. "Have a good
night?"
The woman smiled, clutching Locke's arm and leaning
up on tip-toes to kiss him. "Wonderful. Locke asked me to
marry him."
"And she said 'yes,'" Locke added.
"Congratulations," Tony said, truly happy for them.
Fulfilling their engagement, Brandi married Locke
three months later. Tony served as best man. Brandi cooked
and cleaned for her husband, embracing the stereotypical role
of housewife. She even joined the ladies' club in a nearby
small town, living her June Cleaver life to the hilt as Locke's
woman and wife. She always wore dresses and high heels,
never pants. She embraced every part of daily life as a
woman, from shaving her legs to wearing lipstick and having
her nails done. She greeted her period each month. Only she
knew how much more fulfilling her life had become with her
change of sex, and she remembered her life as a man almost as
if it were some odd dream.
The newlyweds shared a sex life that was loving,
exciting, inventive, and very, very frequent. When she
became pregnant, Brandi gloried in all nine months of
impending motherhood. When the baby kicked within her, she
felt more complete and fulfilled than at any time in her life.
Locke looked upon his wife as she carried their child,
cherishing her every breath, her every pregnant moment.
She bore him twin daughters. Happily and lovingly, she
nursed her children with the milk of her generous breasts and
delighted in total motherhood.
A year later, Brandi became pregnant again. Once
more she embraced being with child, and positively glowed
with a feminine radiance that somehow made her even more
beautiful than usual. Every time the new baby kicked, she
again thanked the woman in her past who had made it all
possible.
When the time came, she gave birth to a son. Locke
chose his name, and his wife gladly agreed to his choice.
They named him 'Anthony.'
FIN
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