Date: Tue, 10 Jun 2014 18:35:06 -0400
From: Rose Red <7754.rp@gmail.com>
Subject: Joni, Part 5

JONI, PART 5


As soon as Barbara got Joni off to school the next morning, she called the
doctor that Susan recommended, Dr. Goodly.  She wasn't sure what to expect
but she felt it was a contact she had to explore.  She was nervous as she
dialed the number but settled down while talking to the receptionist.  She
requested an appointment for consultation – as a prospective new patient
and for "another matter."  A cancellation opened up the 11:00 time slot and
Barbara happily took it.  His office was only about ½ hour away so she
had several hours to get ready.  Although she did not expect an
examination, Barbara wanted to be fresh and clean, and make a good first
impression.  She quickly headed to her morning workout and then the shower.

She was due for a detailing, Barbara thought.  She really hadn't done any
personal grooming since the previous Friday night, the night when she was
preparing for an extended period of masturbation when she was interrupted
by Joni.  So much had changed since that night when he found her at the
vanity, applying make-up.  It seemed so long ago yet it was only four days.
But in those four days she had become committed to assisting her son
transition into her daughter.  This was a true act of love on her part and
she was sure it was a natural conversion on her son's part.  It was like a
switch had been triggered; one moment he was all little boy and the next
the little boy had vanished and in its place was a beautiful perfect little
girl.  This is what he wanted, she was convinced, not just what she
desired.  Oh sure, she had encouraged it but she did so only because she
wanted to prevent any guilt or shame on his part.  She was convinced that
he was a girl in all respects except for his physical appearance.  He had
passed every test she could come up with – whether it be how he viewed
himself to how he wanted to be pampered.  And meeting Susan and getting the
Dr, Goodly reference.  It all just fit together so perfectly, she thought,
that she must make the necessary inquiries of the doctor about female
enhancements for Joni.

All the time Barbara was thinking these thoughts, she was gently shaving
under her underarms and then, as she sat on the edge of the tub, shaving
her vagina area.  Normally when she did this, masturbation followed; she
just couldn't control herself.  This time wasn't any different.  It just
felt too good to touch herself, to pull her lips and rub her clitoris.
Barbara had large, projecting lips that accented her vagina.  When swollen
from touch, the lips perfectly framed her prominent clitoris.  She was
indeed a natural sexual creature and she was now acting on her natural
impulses.

Her juices began to flow freely; she needed no more shave crθme.  She
thought how much she would like to show Joni how this is done, maybe even
get him to do it for her, and she got more excited.  One, and then two
fingers entered her vagina.  She put the razor away and began to feverishly
rub her clitoris.  It was now very wet between her legs as both hands were
busy revisiting familiar places.  Sometimes solo sex is the best sex, she
thought; no touch is wasted or misplaced.  Every action has only one
purpose – the creation of personal ecstasy that culminates in orgasm.
Barbara was now lost in her animal responses, that led to more activity,
which led to stronger responses.  Finally she was engulfed in the warmth of
her climax and all thought was replaced with complete emotional release.

When she recovered, Barbara quickly finished up in the bathroom and then
dressed in a modest skirt and blouse; she couldn't resist her open-toed
heels, just in case the doctor was a leg man.  Since her face was still
flushed from the orgasm, light make-up was all that seemed necessary,
although she couldn't resist a darker shade of lipstick.  Surveying herself
in the full-length mirror reminded her of her female wiles.  This gave her
confidence and she vowed to approach Dr. Goodly with "another matter."

 At 10:45 she pulled into the office parking lot. Dr. Goodly was a sole
practitioner but he appeared to have a very successful practice – a
large, well-appointed building where he was the sole occupant.  The waiting
room was occupied by several other women, all young and attractive.  An
abundance of attendants scurried here and there.  Barbara checked in and
took a seat away from the other patients.  While filling out the necessary
preliminary paper work, she became a little nervous at the serious nature
of her visit.  Of course, all she had to admit to was her search for an
ObGyn; any other inquiry was optional and she would decide on that as the
interview progressed.

Shortly after 11:00 she was led back to a corner office by a young,
attractive nurse.  Dr. Goodly sat behind the desk and took Barbara's forms.

"Good morning, I'm Dr. Goodly.  Please have a seat. May I call you
Barbara?"

"Why certainly," Barbara replied, as she sat.  Dr. Goodly was much younger
than she expected, probably in his mid 30's she thought, and much better
looking.  He was slender with short cut hair.  His appearance and
mannerisms put her immediately at ease.

"I understand that you are new to our community so allow me to welcome you.
I think you'll find the weather extremely agreeable, that is if you like it
hot and dry."

"We moved from California into a house with a pool so we take advantage of
the heat."

"Are you married, Barbara, do you have any children?"

"I'm a widow, doctor, and I have a son, Joni.  Just the two of us."

"I'm sorry about your loss.  Now, how can I help you?"

"You were recommended by a female friend; I need to locate a
gynecologist. Is that one of your specialties?"

"Yes, it is.  I was trained in that area.  I have branched out somewhat,
but that is my primary area of medicine.  When was you last examination?"

"It's been quite a while."

"Well, on your way out, check with the receptionist and we can get you an
appointment fairly soon if you choose."

By now, Barbara was feeling very relaxed with Dr. Goodly.  He had a
softness to his appearance that comforted her.  Her newly discovered
sexuality made gentle examinations mandatory; she didn't want to be turned
on, it's just that she had a new-found respect for the delicacy of the
vagina.  A woman would be a better gynecologist, she thought, but
Dr. Goodly impressed her as the next best thing.  His hands were small but
he had long, slender fingers with perfectly manicured nails.  They could
easily be mistaken for a woman's hands if separated from the body.  And his
voice was soothing and reassuring.  She definitely felt like she could
trust him with her private parts.

"I'll do that."

"Clara, the receptionist, indicated that you had another matter you wanted
to discuss."

"Yes, I think I do.  Susan, my friend who referred me to you, also said
that you were trusted by a certain segment of the community, that you
actually catered to this group."

"Which group are you referring to, Barbara?"

"My friend Susan is a lesbian, doctor.  I haven't known her but a couple of
days and our sons are friends.  I met her through our sons."

"Barbara, I try to be understanding and compassionate with all my patients.
I have seen an uptick in the LGBT make-up of my patients, so it that's the
community you are referring to, I guess I'm guilty as charged."

"Can I trust you then with a very private matter?  It concerns my son."

"Certainly, and contrary to the impression you may have gotten from this
morning's waiting room, I treat many males.  Anything you say here is of
course confidential.  How can I help you?"

"My son would like to transition and I don't know how to handle it."

"By transition, do you mean that he wants to become a female?"

"Yes, but maybe I expressed it poorly.  I all respects except his physical
appearance, he already is a female.  I am convinced of this and would like
to find out what options he may have to change his appearance."

"There a several options, Barbara, but I don't think we should start
exploring those until I have met your son.  What did you say his name is?"

"Joni.  It's spelled J-o-n-i.  His father wanted Johnny, but I wanted a
softer, more androgynous name.  We agreed on that spelling.  I'm so glad we
did."

"How old is Joni?"

"He just turned 16," Barbara lied.  If there was any chance of getting the
doctor's help, she figured that 16 was the youngest possible age.

"And how long has he been showing these tendencies?"

So many questions, she thought.  But don't panic. "Since he was 14," she
replied. "It's been a difficult period because I don't want to stunt his
emotional growth, but he is now wanting to become fully female, at least in
appearance. I feel blessed that he has shared this with me that I want to
make his life easier any way I can.  I think it's probably better for him
to make the transition early in life than to suffer the schizophrenic
confusion of two genders."

"You're probably right, if he is truly female in all respects except
appearance. Have you spoken to him about this?"

"No, he actually doesn't even know I'm making this inquiry.  Mother's do
many things in their son's best interest without telling them first."

"Yes, I know.  But I'm sure you understand that I will need to meet with
Joni first before we plan a path of treatment."

It sounded to Barbara that Dr. Goodly was as comfortable with her as she
was with him.  A path of treatment sounded good to her. "Certainly,
doctor."

We're not usually open on Saturdays but I could make an exception this
Saturday if that would be convenient. Delicate situations like this l like
to handle away from any outside distractions.  We will be the only ones
here."

"We could do Saturday morning.  What time?"

"How does 10 am sound to you?"

"Perfect.  We'll be here promptly at 10."

"Ok, now a couple of preliminaries: 1) make sure he eats very little Friday
night and nothing Saturday morning.  2) give him a enema just before you
leave to come here.  Use a mild solution of warm water and soap. 3) Have
him dress as natural as possible.  Allow him to pick out his own clothes.
Does he have his own female wardrobe?" asked the doctor.

"Yes, of course," Barbara lied and made a mental note to buy him some
clothes on the way home.

"Does he go outside in female attire?"

"Actually, he has not.  When he comes home from school he immediately
changes into a dress with bra and panties, and on weekends he dresses in a
two piece bikini when not in the sun. He hates wearing boy clothes to
school."

"I see.  Finally, when you arrive on Saturday, please park in the back. I
don't want to attract any more attention than necessary.  And come in
through the back door; I'll leave it open. OK?"

"Yes. I've got it"

"Good.  It was very nice to meet you, Barbara, and I look forward to
meeting Joni on Saturday.  And please make the appointment for yourself as
soon as it's convenient.  If it's been a couple of years since your last
check-up, you need to get in here soon."

They shook hands and Barbara headed out to the receptionist.  She made her
appointment and then drove to the mall to pick out some clothing suitable
for a 16 year old girl.

When Joni arrived home from school, Barbara was all excited about her new
purchases.

"You must try each one on and model it for your mommy."

"Don't you think I should get made-up first, mommy? I want to be the
perfect model."

You're right, dear.  Get undressed and sit at the vanity table and let me
do my magic.  Or would you rather do it?"

"I want you to do it, mommy. You're so much better at it than I am."

With that, Joni stripped out of his boy clothes and moved over to sit in
front of the vanity.  Barbara couldn't help but notice the sway of his
penis as he walked in a feminine manner.

"By the way, how did it go today at school?  Anything you want to report?"

"Bobby and I hit the showers early and left before most of the other boys
were even there.  The gym teacher smiled at me and has become particularly
nice, although he withheld the towel again, although very briefly this
time."

"I'll give him one more chance before I talk to the administration.
Anything else?"  Barbara asked as she leaned down to apply eyeliner to
Joni.  She snuck a quick kiss before he had a chance to answer. "We haven't
properly greeted each other since you came home," she said.  He smiled and
put his arms around her neck and stood up to kiss her deeply.  She gladly
accepted and returned the embrace – her arms around a totally nude
14-year old boy whose penis was now responding to the intimacy.  He held
her mouth to his in an act of excitement.  "Thank you so much for the
clothes, mommy," he said as he broke off briefly.  "I really do hate
wearing boy's clothing.  It's like having Halloween every day.  I would
rather wear nothing at all!"  He tried to resume the kiss but she pushed
him back gently.

"Like now, young lady?"  She blatantly surveyed his body.  It still took
her breath away – the perfection of every aspect from long slender legs
to narrow waist to the angelic face, and of course, to the now semi-erect
penis.  She touched it gently.  It responded with a spasm.  She looked up
at him again lovingly.

"Young lady, do you remember when I told you that one of the two most
beautiful things in nature was the perfectly proportioned, size large,
semi-erect penis?"

"Yes, mommy."

"Would you like to know the other thing?"

"Yes, mommy."

"It is the newly forming breasts on a young girl.  Both have the innocence
and freshness while concealing the full potential.  Do you think you would
like to experience both of these conditions at the same time?"

"I don't understand mom.  What do you mean?"

"Sit back down at the vanity, dear, and I will tell you as I continue
making you up." She started again on the eyeliner.

"I went to see a doctor this morning, one that Bobby's mother had
recommended.  A woman needs to have her private parts examined on occasion
and I haven't had mine done in quite a while.  Don't worry, strictly
routine.  But while I was there, we talked about you, Joni.  I told him
about your identity, your femininity, your desire to be a girl.  He was
very understanding and said he thought he might be able to help you in a
transition.  That is, if you want to transition."

Barbara had stopped applying make-up and was now staring into Joni's eyes,
looking for a reaction that would reveal the true nature of his desires.
His eyes brightened with excitement.  "Oh, mommy.  Do you really think so?"

"Well, I don't really know, dear, but I made us an appointment for Saturday
morning for him to meet you and give you an exam.  That is if you really
want to."

Instead of answering, Joni stood up and again wrapped his arms around his
mother and gave her a hug of joy.  He was nearly crying with happiness.
"This is the best day of my life," he exclaimed.

"Oh, darling, it's one of my happiest days, also."  They resumed the hug,
that transitioned to a kiss, and then a full passionate embrace.  Barbara
felt Joni's penis press against her thigh as it became hard and long.  He
shifted his position to release it and now it rode up her thigh to press
against her stomach.  She reached down his back and touched his buttocks
lightly.  He responded by flexing his penis.  She expanded the touch and
squeezed his butt cheek gently. Joni was now fully erect.

"We will talk about it some more later, sweetie," said Barbara as she broke
the spell.  "Do you think we could continue to prepare you to model the
outfits I got for you today?"  She now tried to ignore his penis but its
beauty was intoxicating.

"I can try mom."

"Sit back down, darling, and let me finish."  She leaned down to improve
her angle, but in so doing kept brushing against his penis. "I'm sorry
dear.  I don't mean to keep hitting you.  Maybe we should do something
about this condition before you try on your new clothes.  Let me finish
with the lipstick.  I'll put some on myself, as well."  With that, Barbara
sat next to Joni and looked in the mirror as she applied her own lipstick.
She couldn't help notice how lovely, no how absolutely beautiful, Joni was.
His beauty was captivating.  She stared; Joni blushed.  How innocent and
truly perfect he was.  As she leaned over to kiss him gently, she reached
down and began a rhythmic stroking of his erection.

"Oh darling, you make me so happy.  I'm so proud of you.  Let me help you
become the girl you want to be.  I love you so much."

"You make me so happy, mommy.  I want to become your perfect little girl.
Help me, mommy."

"I will dear, I will.  But first, let me cleans you of your male need."

Barbara was now fully engaged in the masturbation of her daughter, Joni.
It was as if his penis were a huge clitoris, hyper sensitive to the touch
all along the shaft but mostly at the tip of the head.  She felt she was
involved in another lesbian act, that Joni was now her lesbian lover and
she would do everything to please her lesbian lover.

"You are so beautiful, my darling.  I love touching you."  With that, she
took her free hand and began to massage and manipulate Joni's nipples.
"You have such nice nipples.  Feel mommy's breasts.  Your nipples are just
like mine."

Barbara opened her blouse and pulled her bra down, releasing her breasts.
Joni touched them gingerly.  "Would you like to nurse your mommy?"

Joni immediately latched onto a breast and began sucking.  He gently
explored each breast with his hands.  "Breasts are very special to a girl,
Joni.  Breasts are what makes us different, what gives us our power, what
provides us with our sexual attraction.  You love mommies breasts, don't
you darling?"

"Oh yes, mommy."

"Here, let me remove my blouse and bra.  There, now you have better access.
Touch them, Joni, massage them, suck them.  They are my gift to you."

All the while, Barbara has at least one hand working Joni's penis.  He has
spread his legs to give her full access; his scrotum is rests on the seat,
but contracts and expands with excitement.

Topless, well-endowed mother sitting next to her naked, well endowed son,
engaged in the passion of exploration through touch.  He touching,
squeezing, sucking her breasts; her touching, squeezing, and stroking his
penis.  Both suspended in time and lost in ecstasy.

"I want breasts like yours, mommy.  I want to be a true girl, I just don't
want to dress and act like one, I want to be one."  He was near climax now,
breathing hard and finding it difficult to break away from her breasts to
speak.  She could feel it in the strength and heat of his erection.  She
knew this was the need of the male, the ejaculation that signified, albeit
short, a climax.  She could always tell how strong a man's climax was by
the strength of his ejaculation – a strong spray meant that it was
intense and he was mentally as well as physically satisfied; a trickle
meant not so intense and not so satisfying.  Last night, Joni had
ejaculated a trickle; but that was OK because it was a test of role
playing.  He gladly accepted the female role and sacrificed his intensity
for hers.  Today, she would reverse the roles.

Joni's penis began to flex and his hips began to jerk.  Nature was now in
charge as his semen shot out of his penis and sprayed well up on his chest.
He jerked more and then pressed his hips upward against her hand while
sucking madly on her breast. He sprayed a second time, this time reaching
all the way to his shoulder.  He strained against the intensity as he
experienced the perfect male climax – short and fully satisfying to
himself.

Barbara cradled Joni's head against her breasts as he collapsed from the
passion.  She gently kissed his forehead.  "That's it my darling little
girl.  You no longer have that male condition needing release; you are now
back to being my little girl," reassured Barbara as she looked down
lovingly at Joni and stroked his hair.  "You love your mommy's breasts
don't you, honey?  Would you like to be all the girl that you can be?
Should we talk about this with the doctor on Saturday?"

"Oh, please mommy.  I see now that I can never be what I am without real
breasts."  His penis was now receding and he was regaining his composure.

"OK, we'll see what the good doctor has to say on Saturday.  In the
meantime, we need to refine your femininity and that means trying on these
outfits.  But first, you need to jump in the shower and clean off all that
male goo.  Try not to get your hair wet so I can fix it when you're out and
dried off."

The rest of the afternoon was spent with Joni presenting a fashion show to
Barbara.  First the bra and panty combinations, then one outfit after
another.  They all fit perfectly, with the exception of the breasts.
Barbara regretted not having thought about picking up some breast forms;
tomorrow maybe, but in the meantime, they made do with tissue paper.

"The doctor requires that you dress yourself Saturday morning, without my
assistance.  He wants to see you as you want to be seen. I guess he wants
to determine what you think is your natural appearance.  You look pretty
natural to me now.  How does that outfit feel?"  Joni was wearing a short
skirt and short tee shirt that almost covered his belly button.

"It feels great.  Can I wear it the rest of the day?"

"Sure, honey.  Would you like to help me make dinner?"

"I'd love to."

"OK, let's see you walk out of the room and down the stairs in your best
female form."

Barbara watched Joni walk out of the room and then followed her down the
stairs.  From behind, he was indistinguishable from a teen-age girl, one
with absolutely perfect legs.  And her motion was fully feminine.  Again
Barbara was amazed at the speed and completeness of the transition.  She
wouldn't be at all afraid to take Joni out in public.

"If everything goes ok on Saturday, honey, we'll go to the mall after and
get you those heals I promised.  You'll have to be dressed as a girl to try
on girl's shoes.  Besides, I'd like my sandals back.  And maybe we could
look at some more clothes."

"You mean go shopping as a girl?  Do you think I could, mommy?"

"Honey, I think you're a natural.  Of course you can do that.  If you can
do well enough to go to the doctor's, you should be capable of going
shopping.  This will be fun!"

Before dinner they decided to take a quick dip in the pool. "Would you like
to skinny dip, honey?  We could just forget about going upstairs and
changing into our suits, that is unless you want to wear the bikini. It's
not like we haven't seen each other nude."

"I'd love to do that, mommy."

"Good, we can just leave our clothes here in the sun room.  I'll get us a
couple of towels."

Both undressed and Joni followed his mother out to the pool.  It was a warm
early evening and the sun was still shining brightly.  They both jumped
into the pool and swam around a little, and then began splashing each
other.  It was Barbara who realized that they should get out of the sun
before their freshly exposed parts became burnt.  They dried off and then
laid on their lounges in the shade – mother and son, fully nude and
natural and perfectly at ease with each other.  Joni couldn't help but
admire Barbara's large breasts.  "Do you think I could have breasts as
beautiful as yours, mommy?"

"All breasts are different, dear.  All are uniquely beautiful.  If you want
breasts, don't expect them to be exactly like your mommy's; just be
thankful that you can get this feminine characteristic.  And besides, we
don't even know what doctor Goodly can do or will do.  So don't get your
heart set on anything quite yet; we'll just go in and make some inquiries.
He may just think you are too young – oh, by the way, I told a little
white lie and said you were 16.  But I did say that you had wanted to
transition since you were 14."

"Well, that part is true," Joni chuckled.  `I guess I'll need to act like a
16 year old on Saturday."  Joni then laid back to enjoy the heat.  Barbara
notice how perfectly flaccid his penis was.  For comfort, he had spread his
legs so as to allow for his scrotum to hang cleanly, and his penis was
draped across it, resting between his two testicles.  Barbara raised up and
leaned on one elbow admiring the exposure.  It just couldn't get used to
the beauty of Joni's genitals.

"Have you been obeying my rule, Joni?  The one about touching yourself?"

 "Yes, mommy.  At school I use the stalls and sit to pee."

"That's not all, honey.  Have you touched your penis for pleasure?"

"No mommy, I've been a good little girl."

Barbara smiled with pleasure.  "I'm glad, sweetie.  I want you to always be
a good little girl, my good little girl.  But if you need to touch
yourself, just ask me for permission."  Barbara was tempted to confess to
Joni about her earlier masturbation, if for no other reason than to share
intimacy.  But then she realized that sharing intimacy was not the goal,
the goal was directing Joni's focus away from his penis and to his feminine
qualities.  She looked down again at his penis and it remained unaffected
by the conversation.  Good, she thought, now's a good time to change the
subject.

How about dinner and then let's see what's on TV?  That is unless you have
homework to do."

"No homework tonight."

"Good.  Let's put our clothes back on and I'll make dinner.  You can help,
ok?"

"Great."

As they stood up to leave the pool, Barbara was tempted to kiss Joni, but
then realized where that could lead.  Both nude in the hot sun.  An embrace
was bound to excite one of them.  Barbara just took Joni's hand and led him
inside, where the coolness of the air conditioning quickly changed the
thought.

After dinner they snuggled on the couch in front of the TV, just as if they
were committed lesbians who had recently met.  Joni continued to show
heightened interest in Barbara's breasts, gently touching and squeezing one
and then the other.  Barbara told Joni in detail about the excitement his
touches produced, telling him how sensitive the areola was, how incredibly
feminine it made her feel to have his attention.  She could tell he was
fully erect under his skirt, penis struggling against the satin fabric of
his panties, but she tried to ignore it so he would keep exploring her
breasts.  After a while, it all became too intense and, when the movie
ended, Barbara broke the mood and suggested they get to bed.

Joni followed Barbara upstairs and changed into a teddy, leaving on the bra
and panties.  Barbara couldn't help noticing that his penis has partially
deflated.  Joni stood there in front of Barbara, radiant, innocent, and
sexual, all at the same time.

"Honey, would you like for me to sleep without a bra tonight?" asked
Barbara, as she removed her bra.  "Would you like to nurse your mommy
tonight?"

"Oh, yes mommy.  Please."

And that's how they fell asleep, with Joni nursing Barbara, gently and
lovingly sucking on one breast, then the other.  Barbara lay patiently,
nearly losing control several times but instead just stroking his head and
encouraging him at the same time, telling him what pleasure and joy she was
receiving – the true pleasure and joy of being a female.  "This is the
ultimate expression of being a girl, honey, it is having your little girl
suckle you.  I love you Joni, my little girl."

"I love you mommy. Thank you so much for everything."  He adjusted his hips
so his erection rested firmly on her thigh.  "Thank you, Joni," she replied
as her juices began to flow out of her vagina.  God, could she control this
or would they just spiral out of control into continual lustful indulgence?
It was wonderful and compelling, but it was a distraction from the
goal. And she had to remain in control and that required not only denying
herself on occasion, but denying Joni the pleasure of his penis.  Tonight
was about breasts, and the focus had to be on breasts all the way to
Saturday morning.

She kissed Joni on his forehead and encouraged him to suckle, as they both
fell asleep.

After Barbara got Joni off to school the next morning, she called Susan and
invited her over to swim that afternoon.  Then she went in search of breast
forms for Joni.  She had to go to a sex boutique but she found an "A" cup
pair that attached with adhesive.  And then it was back home to get ready
for Susan.

Not that there was much getting ready necessary.  She needed Susan's help
and figured the best way to ask was to appeal first to her sexual desires.
So a skimpy bikini was definitely in order.  And a little extra make-up,
especially lipstick.  She hoped Susan approved.

Susan's approval was immediately obvious.  As soon as the door was closed
she grabbed Barbara and gave her a deep French kiss, along with a
passionate hug and minor groping.  Barbara broke it off quickly for fear of
a complete sexual meltdown.  She wanted to enjoy Susan in more ways than
sex; she wanted to make sure she could trust Susan as things progressed
with Joni.

"You look incredible," Barbara said. "I've missed you."

"Thanks. So do you.  I've missed you also.  Every morning I see you send
Joni off to the bus and all I want to do is come over here and make love to
you.  It's true."

"I think a lot about you also, Susan.  I feel so lucky to have found you.
And I know Joni feels the same way about Bobby.  Let's go out to the pool
and talk."

After grabbing some iced tea, they headed out to the pool and each grabbed
a lounge.  It was a hot, clear day and the shade felt warm but not
oppressive.

"I went to see Dr. Goodly."

"You didn't!  You got an appointment so soon?  He's usually booked for
months."

"Cancellation and since I wasn't requesting an examination, they fit me in.
I like him."

"I knew you would.  Tell me what happened."

Well, he's seeing Joni and me Saturday morning for more consultation.  He
seems interested in helping any way he can."

Well, if anyone can help, he can.  He's world renowned, you know.  I think
he's the perfect gynecologist; he seems to understand women to well.  At
least he understands me.  Very knowledgeable about female orgasms and
lesbianism.  I can't wait for my next appointment."

"I'm a little scared," said Barbara. "He wants Joni to dress himself
Saturday morning; I guess he expects Joni to come dressed as a girl.  I got
the impression that if he doesn't, then there's no chance of going any
further."

"How often has Joni dressed as a girl?"

"Every chance he gets.  As soon as he gets home from school, he changes
into the most girly outfits I can provide.  Usually a sun dress, but
yesterday it was a short skirt and short tee shirt.  I must say, he looks
incredible in whatever he puts on.  And you know he sleeps in a teddy with
bra and panties.  Even his mannerisms are completely feminine once he puts
on the clothes.  He's a different person."

"Wow. This sounds dangerous – you being a lesbian now and him becoming a
beautiful young lady."

"We haven't yet established that I am a lesbian, remember?  But he is
incredibly attractive when he's made up."

"I'm sure he is," agreed Susan.  "But, he's not why I'm here – you are.
Is there someplace we can go and be alone and be comfortable.  A nice bed,
by chance?"

Barbara smiled and locked eyes with Susan.  "Yes, I want you also.  I can't
wait either.  Follow me." Barbara grabbed Susan's hand and led her upstairs
into her bedroom.  Before she could turn around, Susan had removed her
bathing suit and stood naked, shyly covering one breast and her vagina.  It
was an irresistible pose and Susan knew it.  She then slowly dropped her
hands away, revealing herself completely.  Barbara stood there and took in
the image as she slowly removed her own bikini, first the top and then the
bottom, turning sideways to feign shyness as well.  She then turned back to
face Susan and took a step forward.

"God you are beautiful, Susan. How could I be so lucky as to meet you.
It's like it was divine intervention that we came to Phoenix, that Joni met
Bobby, and that I met you."

"I'm the lucky one, Barbara.  It's like the four of us were meant to come
together, and especially for you and me to become lovers."  With that,
Susan took a step forward and initiated a passionate kiss.  Barbara melted
at the contact, her mouth quivering from the contact.  But Barbara did not
want to be dominated; nor did she want to be dominant.  She wanted this to
an act of equals.  And she wanted it to last, to use the intimacy of their
contact to create an unbreakable bond between the two; a bond that would
allow Barbara to share everything with Susan with confidence, with the
confidence that Susan wouldn't judge but would understand.

Barbara led Susan to the bed and they both laid down, never ceasing to kiss
and fondle each other, never breaking apart, but shuffling as a union.
Neither were under control, of their sexual desires or of the other person.
It was a union of passion where each just wanted to experience the love of
the other.

Touching each other, exploring all openings, never breaking from a kiss.
They finally got to the point where each was lying facing the other, each
had their middle two fingers in the other's vagina, working the clitoris
with the heal of the palm as the fingers slid in and out, gently and
slowing.  It was a level of intensity that neither had experienced with the
other and each cherished the moment.  The kiss broke but the passion
remained; their eyes now locked on each other's, seeing their own passion
in the eyes of the other – the ultimate sharing of love.

"Let's see how long we can hold this," said Barbara.

"I love you, Barbara, and I know you love me. You couldn't behave this way
if you didn't love me.  You couldn't feel this way, and I couldn't feel
this way about you if you didn't also feel it."  Susan increased the
movement of her fingers in Barbara.  Barbara's eyes rolled in ecstasy and
her hips pushed against the pressure.

"We're not going to last long if you keep that up."

"God, all I want to do is give you pleasure.  But I guess it's not fair.
I'll try to control myself."

It's wonderful, this feeling, Susan.  We share it and nothing can come
between us.  I think I've all ready climaxed three times.  Just your touch
sends me. I do love you, Susan.  I've loved you since our first talk and
you confessed that you are a lesbian.  I will be what you want me to be,
Susan, but I must put Joni first."

"I know that, and I must put Bobby first."

"Yes, but my situation is a little different.  You're not managing your
son's transition to girl, at least not yet.  I've made a commitment and
cannot be sidetracked.  Do you understand?"

"Yes I do understand, completely.  I'm here for you Barbara.  I think you
are doing the right thing and I will help anyway I can."

"God, I do love you Susan.  We are so compatible it's just not fair to the
rest of the world!  Oh, touch me right there, that's it, oh wait, stop.
Let me touch you like that."  And Barbara began to work her fingers around
inside Susan, all the while massaging her clitoris with her palm.  They
were connected in a way that the outside world could not understand.  They
were joined in spirit and soul.  And this went on for hours and both women
experienced multiple orgasms.  No greater bond could have been created
between these two women.

Finally, Barbara spoke again.  "Remember the other night when Joni modeled
the panties for you?"

"How could I forget?"

"Would you allow him to model everything for you?"

"By everything, you mean show me how he looks fully made-up and dressed?"

"Yes, that's exactly what I mean.  He's never been outside dressed up and,
as I said, he has to go to the doctor's office that way on Saturday.  I
want him to have confidence in his appearance, and the best way is to get
someone else's opinion."

"I'd be honored to be the first.  But wait a minute, I have an idea.  What
if I were to bring Bobby along as well?"

"That's kind of risky, don't you think.  First, you don't know what Joni
will look like.  I am his mother, you know, and my opinion could have no
relationship to reality."

"I have no reason to question your tastes, babe.  Everything about you is
high quality.  There's no way you would be committed it if it wasn't
perfect.  Besides, this has gone on for nearly a week, a progression of the
transition that you would have ended had it not been better with each step.
Am I right?"

"Yes, I certainly think so.  I wouldn't have asked you if I didn't think
you would be totally impressed.  But the second risky issue is Bobby's
opinion. This is his friend, and I know they really like each other, and
have done things when they were alone, but still he knows Joni as a
boy. What if he is turned-off?"

"I'll make you a deal.  I will prepare him, maybe tell him it's for a
costume party or a role in a play.  Something like that.  Then if he
doesn't respond positively, there will be no harm.  But, I've been
monitoring their behavior, at the bus stop and elsewhere, and I expect
Bobby to approve."

"You're like having a second brain," said Barbara.  "I can't believe we are
so much alike.  I do love you, Susan."  They kissed passionately and each
began to feverishly work the other's vagina and clitoris.  There was no
turning back now, they had communicated in mind and body and felt as if
they were one being, their passion was reaching new heights.  They pulled
each other together in hopes of combining their flesh as their minds had
combined, and their final orgasm was shared equally.

It took both women some time to recover, but once they did the pool
beckoned.  They had completely lost track of the time, and didn't bother
putting back on their bikinis.

As they lounged in the water, Barbara volunteered that she and Joni had
skinny dipped yesterday.

"You're kidding!  How did it feel?"

"Like a nudist colony," Barbara lied.  No matter how intense the bond was
that they just formed, she was not ready to reveal the sexual nature of her
relationship with her son.  Maybe later, but not quite yet.  "We stayed in
the shade, mainly, on the lounges.  But it was fun.  Reminded me that he is
indeed a boy."

"Did he shrink in the water?  You know that's a common reaction."

"I didn't notice."  Again, Barbara lied.  She wasn't prepared to get into
another lengthy discussion on the quality of her son's penis, how it hardly
shrank at all from the water, how his scrotum remained dropped well below
his penis and flopped as he got out of the water and walked to the shade,
how beautiful it all was when he was lying relaxed on the lounge. "Why
don't you and Bobby come for dinner tomorrow night?  I'll see if I can help
Joni be presentable. It will have to be a light meal on Dr. Goodly's
orders.  Strangest thing, he also doesn't want Joni to have any breakfast
the next morning, and I'm supposed to give him an enema just before leaving
the house."

"That is kind of strange," said Susan.  "I guess he wants him cleaned out
and fresh for the exam.  We'd love to come for dinner, even if it will be
light fare.  And I'll prepare Bobby.  I can't wait.  I'm so excited."

"Look at the time!  The boys will he home from school any moment.  We'd
better get our suits back on."

Shortly after Susan left, Joni came through the front door excited about
what awaited him.  Barbara had promised to pick up some breast forms and he
was very excited about using them.

"Did you get them, mom?"

"Yes, honey.  Of course I did.  They're upstairs on your bed."

Joni ran up the stairs, just like a boy.  When he came back down, he
descended the stairs just like a girl.  He had figured out the breast forms
and chose a nice pink sun dress that just covered the cleavage.  They
actually looked very natural for a young girl. Joni ran up to his mother
and hugged her in gratitude.  "Oh, thank you mommy.  They're perfect."

"They are, aren't they," responded Barbara.  The look was complete, or at
least as complete as it could be using breast forms.  But Joni got the feel
and look of real breasts, and that's what mattered most to both.  "Can I
wear them to bed, mommy?  I just love them."

"Certainly you can, dear."

Barbara was emotionally drained from her afternoon session with Susan so
she had no intention of enticing Joni into any sexual escapades.  She kept
her distance but helped Joni with his hair and some remedial make-up.
Otherwise, Joni was on his own the rest of the day, parading around the
house, looking in the full-length mirror every chance he got, turning this
way and that, moving in for a close-up to check his lipstick.  It was clear
that he was impressed with the image.

Barbara allowed him to experience the non-sexual aspect of appearance, and
busied herself with her workout and then dinner.  Afterwards, they watched
another movie, again snuggled on the couch.  Barbara let Joni fondle her
breasts; she even removed her blouse and bra so Joni could nurse.  But she
did not encourage him to go any further.  She was, however, pleased that he
achieved a full erection, obvious to her when he leaned against her and
shifted to suckle better.  "I'm sorry for the erection, mommy."

"That's ok, my darling girl. I know it's a normal response.  There's no
need to apologize."  Joni continued to nurse as if he were a little baby
seeking milk.  It seemed so natural to her; why should the age of your
child matter when it comes to such nurturing, she thought?  It gave her
great satisfaction that she could provide her little girl with such
pleasure.  She pulled Joni closer to her bosom and kissed his forehead.

After the movie, they went up to the bedroom to change.  Joni quickly
removed his dress and stood there in front of Barbara with his erection
poking out of the top of his panties. She attributed the persistence of his
erection to the fact that this was the first day that he hadn't ejaculated
in at least a week; at least, she assumed he hadn't ejaculated today.  In
bed, he even rubbed it against her thigh, but she directed his mouth to her
bosom and his attention was diverted.  She had decided to not tell Joni
about the next night's dinner with Bobby and his mother until after school
tomorrow for fear the two boy's might figure out the plan.

They again fell asleep with son gently nursing mother.


End Part 5