Becoming Ben's Part 12
Becoming Ben's Part 12
by Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)
This work of fiction contains explicit material intended for an adults over 18. If you are under 18 or are offended by non-traditional sex do not continue.
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Author’s note: _When a gender dysphoric man tries his best to be a man, including military service, perhaps it is time to be the girl he was meant to be. I hope you enjoy this work of fiction!
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The next morning we made love again before showering and getting dressed. We had a nice breakfast and I awaited Jessica's arrival. Now that I had the public transportation card I didn't need to get rides from others, but Jessica had already promised to take me the Girl's Dormitory.
Soon Jessica arrived and I left with her. I was anxious to tell her about giving myself to Ben. I told her how gentle and wonderful he was. "Yes, for a guy so well endowed, he is wonderfully gentle, and knows how to drive a girl wild!"
"You have been with Ben, even though you are married?" I asked.
Jessica blushed, and then replied, "In Tranquility most relationships are open, without jealously."
"Yes, I'm trying adjust to that," I said, "I'm not possessive with Ben."
"That's good," Jessica said, "I think he considers you his number one, but doesn't expect it to be exclusive."
"I take it that works both ways?" I asked.
"Yes," replied Jessica, "of course!"
We arrived at the Girl's Dormitory and Jessica took me inside and introduced me to Brenda. Jessica excused herself and left.
"I'm new in Tranquility, and trying to learn what I can about life here." I said.
"Unmarried girls are welcomed to stay here," Brenda explained, "and meet men who come to the coffee shop."
Brenda handed me a latte and we sat down. Brenda continued, "they can go out with the men or take them to their room to get acquainted. If they marry a man, they leave to live with him."
"How long can they stay?" I asked.
"Until they marry, or two years," Brenda answered, "whichever comes first. If they are engaged after two years we grant an extension however.
Brenda put a box on the table and opened it. It contained a number of colored badges. Brenda explained, "the color denotes your option: orange for 1, green for 2, blue for 3 and red for 4"
"So I have to wear a badge to tell everybody what is between my legs?" I asked.
"That appears to offend you, I see," she responded, "but most girls are proud of their choice and welcome finding men who want them."
"I must admit," I said, "that it does kind of rub me the wrong way, but it does sound sensible. May I?" as I reached for a green badge.
Brenda nodded and said, "we currently have 20 girls staying here: 4 Option 1, 5 Option 2, 8 Option 3 and 3 Option 4. I understand that you are staying with Ben, but not engaged, so you are welcome to use one of the unoccupied rooms to visit with men if you like – no charge."
I thanked her and she gave me a key and said I could keep it until no longer needed. I put the key in my purse and Brenda excused herself and invited me to visit with the girls in the coffee shop.
I put the green badge on and looked around and saw a girl sitting alone with a red badge. I went to her and introduced myself and she said her name was Mary. She welcomed me and commented on my green badge, asking if I had just begun my transition. I told her I had just started hormones yesterday. Mary asked how far I intended to go. I told her I was considering Option 2.
"Why not have GRS and be a real girl?" she asked.
"That just seems really extreme," I responded.
"Anyone who is serious about being a girl needs to go all the way to GRS," she said.
"Do the men in Tranquility feel that way also?" I asked.
"Most of the men here just seem to be interested in these imposters!" complained Mary, "they don't want a real woman."
"You don't sound like you are very happy about how things are going," I said.
"I went through a lot to get this body," she said, "and all men here seem to want is a blowjob or to fuck my ass!"
"So you don't do anal?" I asked.
"Why should I take it up the ass when I have a perfectly good pussy?" Mary replied.
I wondered if all the Option 4 girls felt the same way, or if Mary was just one bitter bitch. I wished her well and went to a group of girls and introduced myself. They were a mixed group, with some wearing green badges and some wearing blue badges. They were a friendly group and told me that the girl I had just talked with had met a lot of men, but most didn't stay with her long – I could see why.
I explained that I had just started hormones yesterday, but was considering Option 3. They told me it would be several months before I could have an orchi. Most of the Option 2 girls said they were planning on an orchi also. I said I would like to see what the results look like, if anyone was willing to show me.
All of the Option 3 girls said they would, and pushed back from their table and raised their skirts. They said it was ok to touch them, and I did. One had just had her orchi a week earlier, so I got to see the stitches still in. All had their sacks completely removed, and they all had a very nice, clean look.
All of them were shaved, and half of them had tatoos, so I presumed those without tattoos were still virgins. All of their clitties were small and pretty – I felt that I was in good company with these girls.
To be continued . . .
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–Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)