Date: Wed, 24 Oct 2018 00:01:04 -0700
From: Summer Love <honeysweetlay69@gmail.com>
Subject: Summer's Choice

Summer's Choice

"Your aunt is a real witch," Brent said as he opened another can of
beer. "Are you sure she's not coming back tonight?"

Sean shook his head. "No, she's gone the whole weekend."

"She's a witch but I'd totally bang her," Ken said as he rolled a new
joint.

"Me too," Easton said as he flipped through the channels on television
looking for something to watch.

"You could try," Sean said. "She's a dyke. I heard she's never even been
with a guy."

"I could change her mind about that," Brent assured him.

The four teenage boys sat in the living room of Sean's home drinking and
smoking pot. They were kicking off the start of summer and three months
without school.

Sean knew that if his Aunt Chastity walked in on them she would kill
him. Aunt Chastity did not like men. She liked teenage boys even less. Sean
was sure she downright hated them.

Despite being a gorgeous woman with a massive inheritance from Sean's
grandparents, Aunt Chastity lived alone and did not seem interested in
having a family. It must have been a nightmare for her when Sean's parents
had passed away the year before in a car accident and she found out they
had chosen to have her raise Sean in the event something happened to them.

It had been difficult for Sean to leave his home in San Diego to move to
Aunt Chastity's beachside home in Rich Port. The transition to a new town
and a new school had been difficult enough without having to constantly
deal with his aunt's resentment. She berated him for having the audacity to
have been born male. She openly wished that he had been born a girl
instead. But she nevertheless took care of him so Sean was grateful for
that much.

"When are we doing the bonfire with Katy and her friends?" Ken asked as he
took a hit from his joint and passed it over to Brent.

"Next week," Brent answered. "My boy Sean here better hope her friends like
to drink. If one of them gets wasted enough, Sean might finally lose his
cherry." The other boys laughed raucously.

Sean's face turned red. He was embarrassed to still be a virgin at fifteen,
especially since his friends had already been with girls.

"Is that how you get girls to sleep with you? You got to get them wasted?"
Sean asked.

Brent flipped him off. "I got a dick the size of a tree trunk, son. That's
how I do it. When I get with a girl, I just slide down my pants and show
off what I'm packing between my legs. One look at that and every girl
spreads her legs wide open. And I mean real wide. No other way they're
going to fit me in there."

Sean laughed off the ribbing he took from the other boys but it did get to
him. The others had grown up together and had known each other all their
lives. He was an outsider and he had to struggle to fit in. That was one
reason the other boys often took advantage of him. He knew that but
couldn't help it. Without them, he was all alone in the world except for
his Aunt Chastity, who seemed like she would be much happier without him.

The boys eventually decided to watch porn. They watched a bunch of lesbian
videos they found.  As they watched, they continued to drink and
smoke. Sean continued to get high and as the beer and pot got to him he
felt more and more alone. Eventually he passed out.

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Sean was groggy when he opened his eyes the next day. His head hurt and the
sunlight pouring in through the windows seemed way too bright. From that
light he could tell it was nearly noon.  He looked out at the view of the
ocean outside. Living right on the beach had its perks.  Ordinarily that
view was amazing but in that moment Sean wished he could dim it a bit.

"Rough night?" a familiar voice asked.

He turned to face the sound and saw the figure of Aunt Chastity standing in
the middle of the living room with her arms folded across her chest and a
scowl on her face. She was a striking woman, statuesque with extraordinary
curves. Her long blonde hair cascaded down her shoulders and complimented
her bright emerald eyes. She was wearing a tight lavender dress that showed
off a lot of cleavage and a lot of leg. Most people were shocked to find
out she was forty-seven years old. She did not look a day over thirty.

"What are you doing here?" Sean asked.

"You're not the one entitled to ask questions," Aunt Chastity said as she
waved her arm across the living room. Her arm swept across a living room
covered in empty beer cans, an ash tray filled with joints, food spilled on
the floor, furniture knocked over, and a broken window. "That better have
been the greatest party of your life because you're going to pay for it in
ways you never imagined."

"I'm sorry, Aunt Chastity," Sean said. "I'll clean this mess up."

Aunt Chastity shook her head in dismay. "And then what? Ever since you came
to live with me, it's been one thing after another. You get suspended from
school for starting fights, I find drugs in your bedroom, you steal money
from my purse, you took one of my cars out for a joyride, you failed two of
your classes. You're just going to find some other way to get into
trouble."

Instinctively, Sean rolled his eyes. He knew what was coming. He regretted
the eye roll as soon as he did it but could not stop himself.

"I can't think of a worse curse than being born a man," Aunt Chastity told
him for the millionth time. "To start with, you have to go through life
with those disgusting, hideous sacks of skin dangling from between you
legs. Then you have to deal with going through life ignorant, arrogant,
thoughtless, uncaring. Basically having to live with all the worst
character traits a person can possess. It's so tragic."

Sean had heard it all before.

"Aunt Chastity," he said, "I said I'm sorry. I said I'll clean up this
mess. What else do you want from me?"

Aunt Chastity shook her head again. "It's not what I want from you,
Sean. It's what I want for you. I want you to be a better person. I can
make you a better person. There's something I've been wanting to do for a
long time but I've held back because I wasn't sure I should. But now I have
no choice."

"Are you going to throw me out?"

"No," Aunt Chastity assured him. "I'll tell you what I'm going to do. But
first there's something I need you to know. This may sound ridiculous at
first but, as you will soon find out, this is no joke. I am a witch."

"What?" Aunt Chastity had often said some truly strange things but this was
further out there than anything she had ever told him before.

"Magic is real," she explained. "Your mother and I come from a long line of
witches who have practiced magic for centuries. You don't believe me so let
me prove it to you."

Aunt Chastity waved her arms around and made some bizarre gestures with her
hands. Sean's eyes widened as the beer cans lying on the ground began to
float in the air and make their way to the kitchen trash can. The furniture
that had been knocked over lifted off the ground and properly rearranged
itself. The glass from the broken window flew off the ground and made its
way back where it belonged with the damage to the window itself instantly
repaired. In moments the entire living room cleaned itself up.

Sean's jaw dropped. He could not believe what his eyes were showing him.

"And just so there's no doubt left in that thick skull of yours," Aunt
Chastity said, "let me show you one more thing."

Aunt Chastity snapped her fingers and instantly disappeared in a puff of
thick gray smoke.

"I'm over here." Sean turned around to see Aunt Chastity instantly reappear
in another puff of smoke.

"How the fuck is this happening?" Sean asked in bewilderment.

"Like I said before," she replied, "you're not in a position to ask
questions. But the question you should be asking is not how I can do these
things, but what I plan to do to you."

A wave of horror rushed through Sean's head as his mind flooded with all
sorts of horrible ideas of what Aunt Chastity could do to him with her
newly revealed magic. The idea of being turned into a frog flickered in his
mind.

"The things you do aren't completely your fault," Aunt Chastity said. "It's
partly physical and partly the result of the expectations society places on
you. But it all comes from the way you were born. I can fix that. I'm going
to turn you into a girl."

Sean shook his head and began to back away from her. "Aunt Chastity, you
don't need to do that. I can change. I can do better. You don't need to do
anything to me. Please don't."

She raised a finger in the air and suddenly Sean froze. He could not
move. He tried with every ounce of his being to get his legs to work so
that he could run but he could not twitch a muscle.

"Hush now," Aunt Chastity said. "This is for your own good. You'll see."

Aunt Chastity once again waved her arms around and made some strange
gestures. Then she spoke words in a language Sean couldn't
understand. After a few moments, Sean felt his body spasm. He felt sharp
pains from head to toe and then he was overcome with the strangest
sensation. It was like the feeling that someone has when their foot falls
asleep but it felt that way all over his body.

He was able to move again and looked down at his body. He was shocked to
see the ground getting closer. Then he realized the ground wasn't getting
closer. He was getting shorter. His hands became smaller and more
delicate. His fingernails turned a bright pink color and the hair on his
arms practically disappeared, his skin becoming very smooth. His chest
began expanding as two large lumps inflated underneath his shirt. He was
growing breasts. Big ones. Beyond them he could see his bare feet shrinking
and his toenails also becoming the same bright pink color as his
fingernails. His legs became as hairless and smooth as his arms. Out of the
corner of his eye he could see long locks of blonde hair sweep down from
the top of his head past his shoulders.

Then even his clothing began to change. The t-shirt and board shorts he had
been wearing began to shrink. His white cotton t-shirt turned a bright red
color and morphed into a material more like nylon or spandex. The now red
shirt pulled back from his waist, exposing his flat stomach, and pulled
away from his neck, exposing more and more of his growing
breasts. Eventually he realized his t-shirt was becoming a bikini top. His
black board shorts turned into denim and tightened, rising higher up his
legs until they left most of his thighs exposed. He could also feel a good
portion of his butt left uncovered by the denim shorts he now wore.

Aunt Chastity made another motion with one of her hands and a full length
mirror flew from a wall where it was hanging and positioned itself directly
in front of Sean, floating in midair. Sean was shocked by what he saw in
that mirror. A stunningly gorgeous blonde teenage girl wearing nothing but
a red bikini top and a skimpy pair of Daisy Dukes was starring back at him.

Sean turned away from the mirror and shrieked, "Please don't leave me like
this!"

He was shocked to hear a high pitched falsetto instead of his familiar
voice. In his ears it sounded like he was squeaking his words.

"Please Aunt Chastity," Sean pleaded in his new high pitched tone, "I'll do
whatever you want but don't leave me like this."

Aunt Chastity walked up to the young woman Sean had become and said,
"You're no longer my nephew Sean. Now you're my niece Summer. If you can
behave yourself, I'll only leave you like this until school starts up again
in September. Frankly I think you'll find that this will be a serious
improvement for you in more ways than you can imagine. I expect you'll not
only grow used to it but may even prefer it. When the time comes for you to
return to school, I will change you back. If you decide that's what you
really want. But I hope you come to realize how much better your life will
be this way and decide to remain a young woman. The choice will be up to
you."

"But I can't -, " Summer began.

Aunt Chastity raised her hand and Summer found herself unable to speak.

"Not another word from you," Aunt Chastity declared. "You may not realize
it now but this is a gift not a punishment. If you continue to protest,
I'll show you what punishment looks like."

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Summer lay on her bed watching television. Occasionally she would look out
her bedroom window and stare at the beach. She would fantasize about going
out for a walk along the surf or going for a swim. But the idea of letting
anyone see her in her new body was too much for her to handle.

It had been several days since Aunt Chastity had transformed her. She had
remained indoors the entire time, sulking over her misfortune. Aunt
Chastity didn't seem to mind. As long as Summer stayed out of trouble, Aunt
Chastity seemed content.

As she had so often over the last few days, Summer got out of bed and
walked over to the full length mirror hanging on her wall. She could not
get used to her new reflection. Along with Summer's body, Aunt Chastity had
changed her bedroom and her entire wardrobe to accommodate the preferences
of a typical fifteen year old girl. The room was now painted pink with
posters of young male heartthrobs hanging on the walls alongside fashion
models and there were stuffed animals and makeup and other accessories all
over the place. The full length mirror was one more magical addition to the
bedroom.

As Summer stared at herself in the mirror, she was able to examine her new
body thoroughly.  While she usually put on a t-shirt and some shorts to go
downstairs to eat, she moped around in her bedroom in nothing but a pair of
panties. When she had been a boy, she had normally lounger around in her
underwear. She saw no reason to change that habit now.

Summer looked herself over from head to toe. She was stunningly
gorgeous. She was slim but her muscles were toned and she had seductive
curves in all the right places. Her skin was sun kissed and smooth. She had
shrunk down to a diminutive 5'2" and the rest of her body was
correspondingly petite with small, delicate hands and feet. Her breasts
were her most outstanding feature. They were massive. She hated them and
considered them a humiliating reminder of her plight. They made her feel
like she was constantly walking around with a pair of basketballs strapped
to her chest. The feeling of their considerable weight pulling down on her
chest and the way they bounced around with every movement she made were
unpleasant. She had tried to wear a bra but disliked the feeling of straps
around her back and across her shoulders. So her breasts jiggled around
freely without restraint.

She pulled the elastic band of her panties away from her pelvis and looked
down at the smooth mound of flesh between her legs, protruding like a pair
of thick vertical lips. The feeling of emptiness between her legs was
depressing. She felt like her manhood had been amputated. And in a way it
had.

She quickly covered up her new private parts. She had been unable to resist
exploring her new equipment over the last few days. To her shame she had
learned how much more sensitive a girl's parts were than a boy's and how
much better it felt to play around with them. As a boy she had masturbated
several times a day. That hadn't changed now that she was a girl. She had
to admit that getting off as a girl felt a million times better than it did
as a boy. But she did not care at all for the sort of thoughts that filled
her head as she pleasured herself now that she was a girl.

Her eyes shifted to a poster of a famous young actor hanging beside the
mirror. He was leaning against a tree, his chest bare, wearing only a pair
of jeans. Her eyes studied his chiseled muscles carefully. She could feel
herself getting wet between her legs and quickly looked away.

Several times already she had imagined being with him while she pleasured
herself with her fingers. She typically imagined him walking into her
bedroom while she lay completely naked on the bed, on her back with her
knees bent and spread apart, welcoming him to enter her. In her fantasies,
he would pull down his pants slowly to reveal what she imagined to be a
massive display of manhood hanging between his legs. He would climb on top
of her and slide in between her legs then slip his big member into her
moist slit as she wrapped her legs around him and moaned with delight. She
enjoyed the feeling of her fingers inside her vagina and couldn't stop
wondering what a man would feel like inside her.

She walked back to her bed. That was by far the most innocent fantasy in
which she indulged when she pleasured herself. There were some truly
intense fantasies that involved being with several well endowed muscular
men at the same time. She enjoyed the feelings these fantasies gave her
while she masturbated every bit as much as she had enjoyed her fantasies of
women when she had been a boy. But she always felt ashamed of herself every
time she experienced an orgasm and finished masturbating. She had tried as
hard as she could to picture beautiful naked women and to get excited over
those images. But the most beautiful woman in the world stirred no feelings
in her at all. At least not sexual feelings. If she saw a beautiful woman
on television, she felt a detached admiration for her looks, but she felt
nothing like the intense physical response that coursed through her body
when she saw good looking young men.

There was a show on television about a group of high school boys hiking
through the wilderness.  They were so hot. Summer could feel herself
getting excited again. Frustrated, she turned off the television. She
couldn't spend the next several months sitting alone in her bedroom
masturbating.

She looked back out the window. The waves splashing against the shore
looked so inviting. Aunt Chastity may have taken her manhood away, but she
could not take all her fun away.

Summer walked over to one of her drawers and grabbed a matching white
bikini top and bottom.  She tossed off her panties and pulled up the bikini
bottom over her legs. It was basically a thin strip of nylon that covered
her vagina and left nearly her entire butt exposed. The top wasn't much
better, covering little more than her nipples and doing nothing to keep her
big breasts restrained. She slipped on a short denim skirt and a white
shirt that left her stomach exposed and revealed a lot of cleavage. This
was not a modest outfit but nearly the entire wardrobe Aunt Chastity had
created for her was designed to be as bold as possible so Summer didn't
have that many options. She slipped her dainty feet into a pair of flip
flops and walked out of her bedroom and downstairs.

She walked out onto the front yard and stood on her porch. Their nearest
neighbors were several hundred yards to either side of them. She looked at
their houses but could not see anyone outside. Nearly a half mile to the
south there was a woman walking along the beach with her dog. Beyond that,
there was no one as far as the boardwalk and pier about a mile away. The
boardwalk did have a few dozen people milling about but otherwise did not
seem as crowded as it usually got later in the afternoon and on the
weekends.

Summer walked out the front gate and stepped onto warm sand. She walked
toward the ocean and stopped just a few yards short of the incoming
tide. She tossed aside her flip flops. The warm sand felt good between her
toes. She slipped her feet back into the flip flops and continued walking
along the shore. The fresh air was so good. The sun on her skin felt
pleasant. For the first time since Aunt Chastity had transformed her, she
felt happy. Or at least happier.

She kept on walking, enjoying the pleasure of being outside after days
locked in her bedroom, and eventually reached the boardwalk. A part of her
was anxious about allowing other people to see her as a girl in public for
the first time. But she was enjoying herself and decided that she didn't
want to stay locked away in her room for the whole summer.

The boardwalk was filled with several restaurants and shops as well as an
arcade filled with carnival games and rides, but the arcade usually
remained closed until the evening. Most of the people she passed ignore her
or simply nodded and smiled as they passed. They were mostly older people.

But then she walked by a group of teenage boys heading in the oppose
direction. They looked her up and down and smiled roguishly. One of the
boys just glared at her breasts with his mouth open. Summer folded her arms
over her chest and looked down toward the ground. She couldn't help but
notice, however, that one of the boys was only wearing board shorts and no
shirt. She glanced up and took a look at his muscles. He clearly worked
out. Those big, hard muscles looked as good to her as breasts had looked to
her back when she had been a boy. Better even.  She was filled with a
strong desire to run her hands over those muscles. She felt the muscles
between her legs tighten. There was a tingling sensation down there. The
lips of her vagina moistened.

"Like what you see, babe?" the boy with the muscles asked as he walked past
her.

Summer smiled back nervously and put her head back down. She sped up her
walk.

She felt a little hungry so she walked onto the pier and made her way to a
taco stand there. She ordered two tacos and a Coke and took a seat at table
beside the stand. Other young men leered at her as they walked past
her. Most of them ogled her breasts or her legs, few of them bothered to
look at her face. It felt very uncomfortable. Not sure what to do, she
would just look down at the ground or smile sheepishly.

"Mind if we share the table with you?" someone asked.

Summer looked up and saw Katy, Brent's friend. She was a hot looking
brunette with big breasts and an hourglass figure. All the boys in school
wanted her. But now that Summer stopped to think about it, her own breasts
were significantly bigger than Katy's and the rest of her body probably
topped Katy's as well. Katy and the two other girls she was with were all
wearing bikinis and holding trays with tacos and drinks and carrying the
rest of their stuff in some backpacks they were hauling along.

Glad to see a familiar face, Summer said, "Yeah, sure."

The girls sat down and Katy said, "My name is Katy and these are my friends
Lorie and Tanya.  What's your name?"

Lorie was a flat chested redhead Summer had seen in school. She had a
reputation for getting good grades and had sung really well in the talent
show a few months before. Tanya was a cute Latina with a nice body, but
nothing like the sort of curves Summer and Katy were packing.  Summer
didn't know much about Tanya other than that her dad ran one of the
supermarkets in town and she had several brothers in school who made sure
no one gave her a hard time.

"Uh, Summer," she answered.

"Are you new in town?" Katy asked. "I never saw you in school."

"Yeah," she said, "I just showed up a few days ago. I'm only planning to
stay for the summer."

"Summer just in town for the summer," Katy said with a giggle that also
prompted giggles from the other girls. "That should be easy to remember."

The girls talked about life in Rich Port as they ate. Summer pretended not
to already know any of the things they told her about. They also talked
about movies and television shows and bands and other things teenage girls
tend to talk about. Summer thought it was kind of different from the way
guys talked and it took some getting used to, but she was just glad to talk
to anyone after so many days in isolation.

Then Tanya asked, "Do you have a boyfriend back home?"

"Uh, no," Summer said.

The girls giggled.

"How do you not have a boyfriend?" Katy asked. "You're gorgeous."

Summer was made nervous by their line of questioning.

"I'm not really into any of the guys I know," she said.

"Don't worry," Lorie said. "Rich Port has a lot of hot guys. We can totally
hook you up with a summer fling."

"Thanks," she replied.

"What kind of guys are you into?" Katy asked.

"Um, you know," she answered, "cute guys with muscles. The taller the
better."

It bothered Summer to admit to herself that this was completely true. Tall
good looking guys with muscles made her wet between her legs. She really
wished Aunt Chastity had made her a lesbian. Maybe it wasn't too late to
ask her to do that. Maybe she could even transform Katy into a lesbian and
then being a girl would get a whole lot more bearable.

"I totally know what you mean," Katy said. "Show me a guy with six pack abs
and I'll give him my number every time. And, you know, the taller a guy the
bigger his dick."

The other girls laughed at Katy's observation but Lorie said, "It's so
true. Short guys have small dicks. That's why I always go for the tall
dudes. The bigger the better."

Tanya shook her head and frowned. "No, they can be too big."

"Girl, are you talking about Nate again?" Katy asked.

Tanya nodded. "He was huge. He let me measure it once. Nine inches fully
hard. As thick as my wrist. It hurt so bad when he put it in me the first
time. After a while I got used to it. Then he said he wanted to put it in
my butt. I broke up with him. No way I was putting that monster up there. I
would rather have a guy with a teeny weenie than have to deal with another
monster cock like that again."

"Your loss girl," Katy said. "I'm sure some other girl was happy to have
him. What's your take, Summer? You like them as big as you can get them or
do you think there can be too much of a good thing."

"Uh," Summer muttered, "you know, just regular size is fine for me. As long
as it can get the job done."

"Works for me," Katy said.

The girls continued to talk and Katy invited Summer to come with them to
the cove. It was a nearby secluded spot where the teenagers in Rich Port
sometimes went to drink and smoke. Katy made it clear that their backpacks
were not filled with homework and they were going to have a fun time. That
definitely appealed to Summer and she happily tagged along.

It took nearly a half hour to get to the cove. They had to walk past the
boardwalk and over a hill then down to a beach where they had to swim
around a cliff to get to the cove itself. When the time came for them to
swim to the cove, Katy offered to let Summer put her shirt and skirt in one
of the waterproof backpacks the girls were carrying. She slipped off her
shirt and skirt and handed them over to Katy.

Lorie woof whistled and said, "Girl, how much do you work out? Your body
puts Miss America contestants to shame." The other girls heartily agreed.

"You are going to have your pick of guys this summer," Tanya assured
Summer.

Summer appreciated their responses. She was extremely uncomfortable wearing
nothing but an extremely revealing bikini in front of other people. It
basically covered her nipples and her vagina, the rest of her body was on
display with only a few slim nylon straps getting in the way.  Their words
made her feel more comfortable in her skin. She was also reassured by the
fact that there were no boys around.

The girls got in the water. They swam around the cliff and made their way
onto the cove. It was extremely beautiful except that it was littered with
beer cans, cigarette butts, and even a few used condoms. It was a popular
spot.

The girls sat down by some rocks they leaned against and opened up their
backpacks to reveal enough beer to supply a football team.

As they began drinking, Summer said, "You guys sure take your partying
seriously."

Katy noticed her looking at their supply of beer and said, "Don't get the
wrong idea, we're expecting some more friends later."

"Oh," Summer replied. She felt pretty nervous just being around three other
girls. She hoped it was not going to be too big a crowd. She threw back her
beer and downed it quickly hoping to relieve her anxiety.

It worked. The beer hit her harder now that she was girl than it would have
back when she had been a boy. She felt its effects more quickly. Tanya also
rolled a joint that the girls shared and, before she knew it, Summer was
more relaxed than she had been since Aunt Chastity had replaced her penis
with a vagina.

The girls continued drinking and smoking and Summer was having a great
time. Katy and her friends were a lot of fun. They talked more about movies
and music and boys. Summer became more and more relaxed.

The girls began talking about their experiences with boys and Summer
appreciated the chance to hear girls talk so openly about sex.

"The first time I gave a blowjob," Lorie said, "I almost threw up."

"Did the guy's dick taste bad?" Katy asked.

"No," Lorie answered, "he tasted fine but his cum was weird. I spit it out
onto his bedroom carpet and he got upset. But there was no way I was
swallowing that stuff."

"Every guy's cum tastes different," Katy said. "Some of the guys I've been
with, I would swallow their cum. Other guys tasted weird."

Lorie nodded. "I know. That first time made me think cum just always tastes
like shit. But the next guy I was with had cum that actually tasted
good. But I still didn't swallow it. Grosses me out to swallow. I just spit
it back on the guy and let him deal with it."

Tanya said, "I would never suck a guy off."

"Oh my god," Katy said. "You don't take it in the butt, you don't give
head. You need to be a little more adventurous."

"Different strokes for different folks," Tanya said.

"How many guys have you gone down on, Summer?" Katy asked.

Feeling the effects of the beer and pot, Summer said, "I've never been with
a guy."

"What?" the other girls cried together.

"How have you never been with a guy?" Tanya asked. "Are you a lesbian. It's
cool if you are.  We're open minded."

Summer laughed. "No. I'm not a lesbian. I've just never found the right
guy."

"The right guy is a guy with a dick," Katy said. "Don't worry, we're going
to make sure you get your cherry popped this summer. Any girl who graduates
from high school a virgin is probably going to stay that way her whole
life."

The girls continued to talk and drink and smoke and Summer was feeling
euphoric. She barely noticed when a group led by two girls walked up to
them from out of the water. Summer couldn't remember their names but
recognized them from school. Then her eyes went wide when she noticed the
three guys standing behind them. It was Brent, Kent, and Easton.

The two new girls were wearing bikinis while the boys were wearing swim
shorts. Summer looked the three boys over with new eyes. She had never
noticed how good looking they were.  Her eyes ran over their muscular
frames. She had known the three boys for months but it was like she was
seeing them now for the first time. And she liked what she saw.

Once again Summer felt the area between her legs moisten and the muscles
down there tighten.  She knew that staring at the three boys was making her
horny. It made her feel ashamed. These were her friends and now she was
ogling them the way the boys on the boardwalk had been ogling her
earlier. To cope with the sudden rush of confused and awkward feelings,
Summer grabbed another beer and began downing it quickly.

The two girls and the boys introduced themselves to Summer. She noticed
their eyes carefully studying her body when they thought she wasn't
looking. The beer helped her not to panic.

A few more people arrived and there were soon a dozen boys and girls in the
cove drinking, smoking, and hanging out. Someone began playing music. After
it got dark, the boys started a bonfire. It was the sort of party Summer
had enjoyed as a boy. She just found the experience different as a girl.

Eventually Brent approached Summer and sat down beside her. She was glad
she was drunk at that point. Otherwise she would have stood up and fled in
embarrassment. It was very strange for her old friends to see her now that
she was a sexy teenage girl. She felt like a boy in drag. But the way they
looked at her made it clear they thought she was all woman.

"You're being kind of quiet," Brent said. "Must be hard being the new girl
in town. A friend of mine just moved here a few months ago. Maybe I'll
introduce you to him. It might help to have a friend in the same shoes."

"Do you mean Sean?" she asked.

"Yeah," he answered. "How did you know?"

"Uh, he's my cousin," Summer said. "I'm visiting him and my aunt."

"Huh," Brent grunted. "That's weird. I'm like his best friend. I would have
thought he would have told me about having a gorgeous cousin."

Summer giggled nervously. "Um, thanks, I guess. That's sweet of you to say
that."

Brent kept talking to Summer and she kept drinking. The more she drank the
easier it became to admit to herself that she was attracted to Brent. He
was cute, tall, athletic. And she was a girl now. There was nothing odd
about a girl being attracted to a boy. It didn't make her gay. It would
make her gay if she wasn't attracted to boys. Anyone in her shoes would
have done the same thing.

She appreciated how differently Brent was acting. He was usually pretty
outspoken and kind of rude. He was being very friendly and charming now. No
doubt because now he was talking to a hot girl he probably wanted to make
out with instead of a friend. Just the same, his new demeanor made Summer
feel more comfortable.

He offered to take her for a walk down the cove and Summer was enjoying
herself enough to agree. They walked away from the group and kept
talking. Brent was a funny guy and they got along well. That's why they had
been friends when Summer had been a boy. That hadn't changed now that she
was a girl. She even thought about telling him what had happened but
decided that would be too bizarre. She was feeling really good and didn't
want to spoil the moment.

The alcohol had hit her hard and she was having trouble walking so she
asked Brent if they could sit down. They sat down on the sand quite a
distance from the group so that they had some privacy. Brent said something
that made Summer laugh really hard. She smiled at him and studied his
features. He was so hot. How could she not have noticed it before?

To her surprise, Brent leaned in and kissed her. She was even more
surprised to find that it felt good. She opened her mouth as his tongue
pressed against her lips. They kissed for a long time.

Summer got really hot. The combination of the beer and her horniness caused
her to cast her inhibitions aside. She let herself enjoy their make out
session. She ran her hands through Brent's auburn hair and over his hard
muscles. She could not fight the urge to kiss his neck and arms.

For his part, Brent was making the most of the experience. He undid the
knot holding Summer's bikini top on and tossed it aside. With Summer's
breasts exposed, he began kneading them and then eventually leaned down to
suck and bite on her nipples. Summer moaned with delight.  Brent's mouth on
her breasts felt amazing.

Her hands made their way down to his crotch and she became even more
aroused when she felt his big hardened cock through his shorts. She pulled
down his shorts and her eyes went wide when she glimpsed the size of
Brent's manhood. He was huge. And he was rock hard.

She pushed Brent onto his back and with his giant cock sticking up like a
big meaty flagpole, she opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around the
tip of his dick. She sucked on it like a lollipop and was pleasantly
surprised to find that she liked the way his cock tasted. Brent put his
hand on the back of her head and pushed her down onto his cock. She almost
gagged as his cock pushed its way to the back of her throat but then Brent
pulled her back by the hair and she was able to get some air. But it wasn't
for long. Brent pushed her back down onto his cock. And it went on like
that for a while with Brent pushing her down so his cock slipped into her
throat and then pulling her back up.

Then Brent's dick twitched violently while her lips were wrapped around the
tip and she felt a thick warm fluid fill her mouth. It tasted salty and
sweet. She liked it. She instinctively swallowed it. Then she sat back and
stared at Brent's dick as it started going limp. She saw that there was
still some cum leaking out of the tip and rolling down his cock. She licked
it up like she was licking ice cream. It was almost as good, too. She
licked it all up.

"That was great," Brent said.

"Your cock is great," Summer said with a giggle.

"Bring your big tits over here," Brent demanded.

Summer happily complied and Brent continued to fondle her breasts and wrap
his mouth around her nipples

Before long, his cock got hard again. When it did, he pulled his shorts off
from around his ankles and yanked off Summer's bikini bottom. He pushed
Summer onto her back and grabbed her by the ankles. He pushed her ankles
almost all the way back to her head. Summer suddenly felt something hot and
hard pushing up against the lips of her vagina. There was a sharp burning
pain as Brent entered her. She squealed in pain for a moment. Then suddenly
the pain was replaced by a new sensation. Brent's cock was rubbing up
against something inside her that felt good.  Summer moaned as ripples of
pleasure emanated from her vagina in waves across her body. She rocked her
hips back and forth in rhythm to Brent's thrust, welcoming the sensation of
having his massive cock pumping inside her.

All the while Summer encouraged Brent with enthusiastic cries of, "Yes!
Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me hard!"

Then a feeling like an electric shock of pleasure shot over her body and
Summer cried at the top of her lungs, "Oh fuck yes!"

For several moments, she couldn't even think straight as the muscles in her
body tightened and wrenched. If that was what a woman's orgasm felt like,
men couldn't even begin to imagine what they were missing. It was a million
times better than getting off as a guy. And Brent hadn't stopped. He just
kept pumping.

Summer had two more incredible orgasms before Brent's cock twitched inside
her and she felt herself fill up with warm fluid. Spent, Brent lay down on
her. His cock gradually went limp and he pulled out of Summer and lay down
on the sand beside her. The two exhausted teenagers lay on the sand
completely naked, listening to the sound of the surf, feeling the cool
night air wash over their bodies.

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Summer took in a deep breath of air anxiously as she stood in front of the
bathroom mirror.

It was late August and school was scheduled to begin again in a few
days. It had been three months since Aunt Chastity had transformed her into
a girl and it would soon be time for Aunt Chastity to transform her back
into a boy.

Summer was looking forward to things getting back to normal. She could not
deny that she had enjoyed the last few months. She had made up a story that
her "cousin" Sean had been sent to a military boarding school for the
summer and that she was going to be visiting while he was away. Summer had
enjoyed hanging out with Katy and her friends. Aunt Chastity felt that
Summer's behavior definitely had improved as a girl and thought better of
Summer's friends than she had of Sean's. Summer suspected that was only
because her new friends had vaginas instead of penises.

For her part, Summer had learned a lot about the differences between the
two. After that night at the cove, Summer had hooked up with Brent several
more times but had decided not to limit herself. She enjoyed sex as a girl
and had decided to make the most of her brief time as a girl.  There had
been a lot of different boys. Summer had made it a point to try everything
at least once.

But there was no doubt in her mind that she was ready to be a boy
again. There was only one slight problem.

Summer walked out of the bathroom and made her way to Aunt Chastity's study
where she spent most of her time running her business, an online art
gallery. As usual, Aunt Chastity was sitting at her desk working on her
computer.

"Aunt Chastity," Summer said, "there's something I need to tell you."

"What is it, Summer?" Aunt Chastity asked as she looked up from her work.

Summer raised up the home pregnancy test kit. One look at it and Aunt
Chastity figured out what it was that Summer had to tell her.

Aunt Chastity shook her head back and forth. "It shouldn't surprise me with
the way you've been going on with those boys. But I gave you condoms. I
offered you birth control. I can't believe that even you would be reckless
enough to let this happen."

It was true. Aunt Chastity had sat her down and warned her. But Summer had
never been one to think ahead. Most of the boys hadn't wanted to use the
condoms. Summer thought it felt better without them, too. She wished now
that she'd given more thought to it.

"I'm sorry, Aunt Chastity," Summer pleaded, tears running down her
face. "What am I going to do?"

Aunt Chastity said, "You have a simple choice, Summer. I can still
transform you into a boy when you start school again. I don't know why you
would want to go back to that, but that was the promise I made you. If I do
that, however, the life growing inside of you will cease to exist.  If you
accept that consequence, then we have a simple solution. If you can't
accept that, then the only alternative is to keep you as you are. There's
no reason your baby can't develop normally and live a healthy life. The
choice is yours."

The tears continued to flow down Summer's face.

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Teddy enjoyed the new route he had from San Francisco to Los Angeles. It
was much better than the route he had been doing from Denver to San Diego
for the last couple of years. A lot had changed in the trucking business
over time but it was still a difficult, demanding job.

His favorite part of the new route was that it gave him the opportunity to
drive through the small coastal town of Rich Port. Mainly because it meant
he could stop off and talk to the gorgeous waitress who worked at Mick's
Diner.

"More coffee, Teddy?" the waitress asked him from behind the counter.

"You bet," Teddy answered.

He looked her over as she approached him with a fresh pot of coffee. She
was wearing a pink dress with a short skirt. It showed off her shapely legs
and complimented her firm behind. The neckline was modest but couldn't hide
her large breasts as they bounced up and down with every movement she
made. Her long blonde hair framed a beautiful face.

"How's your son doing?" Teddy asked as she poured the coffee.

"He's growing like a weed," she answered. "It's hard for him not having a
father. I think he's getting to that age when he understands what it means
not to have a dad."

Teddy nodded. She had told him her story before. She had gotten pregnant at
fifteen and dropped out of high school to raise her kid. The father hadn't
wanted anything to do with either of them after he found out she was
pregnant. Supposedly he joined the military after high school and no one
had heard from him since. She had been working at Mick's Diner since she
was sixteen and she was nearing twenty now.

"It can't be easy raising a kid alone," Teddy observed. "Hopefully you make
some time to enjoy yourself, too."

"I definitely do," she said with a wicked smile. "I like to have a good
time now and then just like any girl."

Teddy smiled back. "Well, Summer, I'm driving back through town next
weekend and I was planning to spend the night. If you're free, maybe you
could let me show you a good time."

"Sounds fun," Summer said with a wink.