As I remember back to my youth as a very young “male”, I recall doing something that most boys my age would not understand and that my friends is wanting to take showers…Long showers. The long showers were used to dress up in my mom’s cloths that I had sneaked out of her closet while she was not home. These cloths were carefully selected from her older cloths. I especially loved dressing up in her skirts and blouses and I felt so feminine when I dressed this way. My stepfather who was a major jerk would knock on the door and ask what was taking me so long… If he had only knew, I was a Texas boy and that kind of behavior would not be tolerated. I also recall waiting for my mom to go to the bathroom and pee. She had a habit of not flushing the toilet when she was done. I would immediately go to the bathroom after she had left and I took what was an ear irrigation syringe, sucking up the pee out of the toilet and forcing it into my bladder through my penis…. Actually, at that early age and for the future for that matter, I felt that was the only thing that my hideous looking penis was good for but, after doing it and sitting down to pee myself, I felt so feminine and girly that it was so exciting.

I continued to follow this routine until I was about 17 and had left the house. Even though I was considered male in my outside life, I had never forgotten how much more normal I felt when I dressed as female. I did not know about Transsexuals and that I was a member of a growing group of people who felt the same as I nor did I know there was an awful lot of resources for “Transsexuals”. As time went on, I met Connie. Connie was someone who was so special and I felt we were made for one another and as time went on we became very close.

Connie and I were at the beach one night very late having a bottle of wine and just talking about our lives and after a short period of time, Connie confessed to me that she had an interest in the transsexual world and ask if I knew anything about it. I confessed to her that, I had just recently been informed about it. She asked me what I thought and how did I become aware of it. I explained to her that, when I was very young that I had these feelings of believing I should have been born female and that just would not go away and haven’t to this day. I asked her if that was going to change our relationship and if so, how would she look at me and if she still thought we had a future together. Well, she blew me off the blanket we were sitting on when she told me that, “Yes, she thinks it would change our lives and our relationship immensely”. I have to say when she said that, it scared the hell out of me. I thought she was going to tell me that I was insane, that she was female, and she could only have a meaningful relationship with a male. She could see the fright on my face and told me in no uncertain words that she felt even closer to me now and that she felt we could have a very long relationship filled with passion, respect and that together, we could fulfill our dreams and desires. She went a little further in explaining that she had had a long interest in making love with another female and maybe now she could explore those interests.

As time went by, Connie and I became even closer. She ask me what I thought about going on female hormones to begin my transformation. I told her that she had a marvelous idea and when could I start. I had always been very smooth skin with unnoticeable hair on my face and body so, I we both thought I would transform in a very pleasing and acceptable manor.

One day a knock on the door came and when I opened it, there was this young and attractive woman who worked for a world wide delivery service. She presented me with a package addressed to Connie. I signed for it and I called Connie at work and informed her that she had just had a package delivered. She giggled and said she would be home soon and for me to not open it as it was a surprise for me. Well with that, I just couldn’t imagine what it was.

Connie came home and ask where her package was. I showed it to her and she opened it and handed it to me. When I opened it further there was several small boxes and some med blister packs. She said it was time to start my transformation and it would begin immediately. She sorted out the meds, put them in a weekly med container, and said I was to take them according to the day and time. I was so excited that I could hardly contain myself.

It has been about six months since I started taking the HRT (Hormone Replacement Therapy) my nipples started getting very sore and was tender to the touch. I explained his to Connie and she said, “welcome to my second puberty”. She further explained to me that all young girls go through this and it was a sign that my body had more estrogen than testosterone. She also said that at this point we should start noticing my breast getting larger in a short time and hopefully, they would continue to augment to an acceptable size within a few months and continue on for a couple years or so. I must also say that, at this particular point in my transformation, my penis had shrunk and my testicles had shrunk to about half of what they were. She told me that this is expected and that my male genitals would continue to shrink as time went on and that when I got to a point where they were not, then it would be time to seek a doctor and have them removed and a vagina structured to finish my transformation.

It was only a couple months after that when Connie and I decided that we should go ahead and get married before my transformation so it would be legal. We were concerned that after my transformation the legal system would not allow us to get married as female-to-female. The wedding was small but elegant. Connie and I had sex that night in a traditional manor although if you considered what my genitals looked like, it would be hard to find any tradition in it. After an hour or so of love making I did have what surprised me when I ejaculated into her. Connie said this would be the last time I would ever do that as in the short future, we would be making love as two lesbians. Neither one of us were particularly interested in having children.

Connie and started having sex regularly as lesbians to start that part of our lives. My breast had already augmented to a medium B and I had finally progressed past the tender nipple state which was glorious. My genitals have continued to get smaller and we decided it was time to seek a doctor to launch me into the final stages of my transition to a “woman”. I had already had electrolysis to remove all my body and facial hair. My hair had already grown to below my shoulders. Since I had very fine and in most areas unnoticeable hair, the removal went smoothly and without the hair, my skin became as smooth as the proverbial baby’s butt.

Connie had a referral from a close friend at work for a doctor who specialized in this field. She was a doctor in Trinidad Colorado. We made an initial appointment to get the run down on what my surgery would entail. For the last year, I had been living as a woman and had been seeing a therapist and had been given my letter of recommending I physically be altered into a woman. With the letter in hand and already having the electrolysis treatment, the appointment could be scheduled month after next. I was so happy, I already felt like a complete woman. I continued taking my HRT and going to the mall with my wife buying cloths of the female gender. We had so much fun and it was so exciting to finally feel just in picking out and buying cloths to fit my new gender. I had already bagged all my male cloths up and made a delivery to the nearest Salvation Army store with the exception of a very few things when I had to go out into pubic as a male. Those times were so humiliating….! But they would be no more after my SRS (Sex Reassignment Surgery) next month.

The day had come for the trip to Trinidad. I dressed in my sexiest cloths, Connie helped me with my make-up, I had not become proficient in that area yet but, I was getting close. We packed the car for a week trip and we were on our way. I was so giddy I could not contain myself. I was leaving as partially male and would return home as a fully-fledged woman and Connie and I could get on with our lives as we preferred.

The first day of my surgery began having my prostate removed so when I went to the GYN for future appointments, there would be no mistaking me as part male. Other than not having a uterus, I would be female in the eyes of society. I had already gone to the MVD and had my driver’s license changed to reflect my female gender so I was in the last stage of my transition. Two days after my prostate surgery removal, my female doctor started on the last stage by removing what testical’s along with the sack and penis I had at that time. She formed a very esthetic vagina that would be fully functional and a nice neat pee hole. The surgery was complete and the doctor informed my wife that everything went as expected and that she could go ahead and meet me in the recovery room. When I awoke from the anesthesia my wife was there with the biggest smile I had ever saw her have. She and I both were so excited to see the finished product that we could hardly wait. The next day the nurses entered the room with my surgeon close behind. The nurse said it was time to change the dressing and see how it was healing. I was given a brief look at the surgical site but, it was explained that it did not represent what my new female genitals would look like after the swelling etc had gone away and the site would heal like a natural woman.

After my wife and I had returned home from the hospital I immediately began with the dilation of my new vagina. I would have to do this at least twice daily and more when the soreness became least prevalent. The dilation procedure was very important as it would give me the most depth.

My wife had already scheduled an appointment to have my trachea shaved. That would remove the absolute last resemblance of anything referring to my old male side.

Connie and I started having sex within the next two months after my surgery as lesbians. But, she said she wanted to try one thing that would satisfy her interest in seeing a transsexual have sex with a woman. She Advised me that her company had hired a transsexual named Laura, and this person had the cube next to hers. They had become friends over a period of just a couple weeks. Laura had heard the rumor that Connie’s husband, uh wife, had recently had a complete sex change and make over. They began talking about the procedure and that Laura was aiming for the same thing after she had saved up enough money. My wife said she had invited Laura over this coming Weekend to have dinner. I wasn’t sure about this but, I was always interested in helping someone that was in the same predicament as I had been in. The weekend went well and I had explained everything I knew to Laura. Laura invited my wife and I over this time to her home for dinner. After dinner we talked again and went over my transformation more in detail this time. Laura ask my wife if she could see the finished job and reluctantly my wife agreed as she considered it to be in the name of medicine and education of the same. I was wearing the cutest skirt and blouse and Victoria Secret under wear. We were sitting in Laura’s living room and my wife ask if I could go ahead and satisfy Laura’s curiosity now. I removed my skirt and then my blouse. I remove my bra revealing my now “C Cup” breasts. I could hear Laura gasp at the size of them. I told her that they were completely natural with absolutely no plastic or surgical help. I could tell that not only Laura but my wife had become very interested in the show I was putting on. My wife ask Laura if she wanted to touch my breast to prove they were real and of course Laura didn’t wait to be ask the second time. She cupped her hand over one and then the other finally stating that we didn’t lie to her…. That they were truly real. She removed her blouse and then her bra and said that hers were real as well. My wife helped herself and announced that Laura’s were real as well. I couldn’t help myself and had to convince myself that they were indeed real and felt so smooth and sensuous. Laura and I stood there for several minutes just exploring one another’s breasts. I could tell that my wife was getting hot and she couldn’t sit still. I knew that there was no turning away at this point and that we all 3 would involve ourselves in a three way that would go on for an indefinite period of time. That thought actually excited me as I could now have sex as a woman and with my wife. The third party, Laura, was just icing on the cake.

I removed my panties and revealed the newly formed vagina that was just now beginning to show signs of some hair. Laura had to sit down and confessed that I had the most beautiful pussy she had ever seen. My wife couldn’t help herself but to give Laura permission to touch it and get an up close look at it. And again, Laura didn’t wait to be ask for the second time. This was the most exciting four play I had ever been involved with. Having Laura touching my pussy and her face was no more than inches away from my pussy lips at this point and my wife sitting within a couple feet watching this demonstration of affection and sensuality made me come close to having an orgasm right then. I held off as I knew there would be more exciting things to come.

At this point I was completely naked, standing there in front of my wife with Laura exploring every inch of my new body. My wife ask Laura if she would mind letting us see how her transition was going and remove her cloths. Laura didn’t hesitate one second and removed her skirt and then her panties. Laura explained, needless of course, that she had transformed as much as I had as she still had her penis but, she had had her testicles removed by atrophy from using a burdizzo several times over a 6 month period. I ask if I could come closer and exam her testicles closer and she agreed. I touch and held what was left of her testicles in my hand and admired the fact that they were only the size of a couple small peanuts. Laura explained that she wanted to have her sack and what remained of her balls removed as soon as possible. Laura admitted that she had become inspired by my transition and how the finished product looked and felt.

Of course at this point, Laura and I both were totally naked and standing there in from of my wife. Well, it goes without saying that my wife could not put off the inevitable at this point and stood up and started removing her cloths. First, her pretty sundress and then her bra. My wife had the second most beautiful breasts next to mine of course at a double “C CUP” with the biggest nipples I had ever seen. She then turned to her panties…. They were just like mine as we wore the same size everything that saved us a lot of money. So there we all were, naked and standing in front of each other with all of our inhibitions removed. I guess I should mention Laura as she had not had her SRS at this point and stood there in front of my wife and I with this huge 7 inch “DICK” and with her testicles as small as they were, projected one beautiful human being… Neither Woman or male in the physical sense. Laura invited my wife and I into her bedroom which had a king size bed made up with lavender silk everything. It was beautiful making this an even stronger sensuous setting.

Laura pulled down the lavender comforter and then the sheets and lay down in the middle. Seeing her with her “B” breast exhibiting this rock hard & inch dick was a site to behold. My wife ask me to lay down on one side and she laid down on the other side with Laura in the middle for much better convenience. My wife could not confine her lust for touching Laura’s breast and dick…. One hand for each. She stroked Laura’s dick in a slow motion gradually speeding up. She had exchanged her hand on Laura’s breast with her mouth making rapid and deep sucking sounds bringing Laura to a height of near orgasm. My wife sensed this and slowed to a much slower motion and telling Laura that she would put her into excites in a short while and then turned her attention to me. She turned around into a 69 pose and lowered her head to my pussy that was waiting for her dripping wet. My nipples had doubled in size since this party started. I tasted my wife’s hot flaming wet pussy with abandonment. I hadn’t noticed until it was too late that Laura had sneaked in behind my wife and inserted her penis into my wife’s hot pussy and worked it in and out with such lust that I thought my wife would literally eat my pussy from my body. This went on for about 10 minutes when we all three cam with such thunder that we all thought we were in a thunderstorm. We all just lay there, got our energy back and cooled off. My wife then said that she wanted to see me get fucked by Laura. It sounded like a good experimentation to me. I could tell by Laura’s rising dick that she thought it to be a good idea as well. I lay there on my back as Laura began rubbing and opening up my pussy lips as a measurement to ascertain if her dick would fit. She smiled and I knew that I had passed the test. Laura started to slowly insert her dick into me and I felt her pressing and pressing until my pussy finally gave way to her lust. I had taken all 7 inches and was literally in ecstasy. Laura rammed her dick in and out, in and out with such force that I thought she would be in my throat any minute. My wife had been watching until she could not watch any longer moving in close to my mouth with her pussy pressing against my mouth. She was so wet and hot that the temperature must have risen 10 degrees. She reached around behind and inserted a 7 inch butt plug into Laura’s ass. The surgical lubricant made it easy to insert all the way, until Laura’s ass closed around the recession at the end. It was in and it would not come out without some help from someone’s hand. Laura pumped even harder and at such abandonment that I knew she was about to fill my pussy with her hot cum like it had never been filled before. I in turn, cam like I had never cum before and my wife cam at the same instance I did filling my mouth with her hot cum. Damn I thought, life couldn’t get any better than this.

We all got up and took a shower together in Laura’s large step in shower. We promised one another that this would become a habit. My wife and I left and went home admitting that we had just had the time of our life.

It was only a couple months removed from the evening my wife and I had with Laura when I had the final step to finish my transition. I had my trachea shaved and after several months of voice lessons I was now complete or as complete as I could medically and physiologically be in me new body and gender.

My wife and I continued with our relationship with Laura and it only got better as time went on. We had all even considered moving in together to eliminate the trip from one house to the other.