Date: Sun, 24 Jan 2016 12:04:50 +0000 (UTC) From: Beaumonte Bill Subject: Becoming Becky Part 17 Becoming Becky (part 17) It seems like a dream-come-true when a young gender dysphoric boy has understanding parents who supports his transition. When she gets engaged, she faces the challenge of how to tell her fiancι! I hope you enjoy this work of fiction. –––––––––––––––––––– After his first intimacy with Joanne, Bob realized that she was definitely no boy, and he couldn't take his mind off her clitty. The very thing that he had feared had now come to dominate his thinking. Bob's father had told him some incredible ways to make love with a trans-woman. Bob thought he would never want to go back to a genetic woman after Joanne. He realized that it was lucky for him that his father's girlfriend had moved to California, or he would never have been born! He recalled Jim telling him that most trans-women were wonderfully anal-erotic. That sounded really good to Bob. He realized that for many people anal was very taboo, but he was very eager to explore it. His experience was very limited – he had only rimmed one woman before, but was thrilled at the prospect of spreading Joanne's soft cheeks apart and kissing her deeply. He realized that he had not even seen her cheeks, but was sure they would be really nice! He thought about slipping into Joanne and imagined the warmth and tightness, probably better than any pussy he had known! Beyond her wonderful charms, there was no chance of unwanted pregnancy and no PMS! Wow! A woman without PMS was a dream-come-true! If genetic women knew how much better trans-women were, they would want them all shot on sight! Bob's outlook had changed dramatically in the last few days – from seeing trans-women as oddities to prizing them, counting his blessings to be dating one. As Bob thought about 'no unwanted pregnancies', he realized that children would be out of the question entirely. Bob really didn't care about kids now, but realized that he might feel differently later. This could be tough on his mother – she wouldn't have grandchildren from Becky, and if Bob married Joanne there wouldn't be any from her either. Then it hit him – adoption! There were plenty of infants that needed homes – they could adopt if they wanted a family. It was something they should discuss – no need for any decisions soon, but they could consider the possibilities. Then it hit him – marriage! Bob had never before ever seriously thought about marriage before. It was something that women seemed obsessed about, but for him it was just an awkward topic – something to be avoided if possible. But now he found himself wondering what it would be like if Joanne was his wife! He realized that he was much too early in his relationship with Joanne to even seriously consider marriage, but the thought of it meant that he clearly viewed Joanne differently than any other woman he had known. He wondered if she was legally a female, as Becky was. Same sex marriage was now legal, thanks to a Supreme Court ruling last year, but Bob was uneasy about that – it would be like admitting publicly to being queer. He knew he wasn't queer, but society can be a harsh judge of people. It would certainly be easier if Joanne was legally female, but he wouldn't let that influence how he felt about her. What he felt was love – yes love. Bob wondered if it was real, or if he was fooling himself. Certainly he felt very differently about Joanne than he had about any other woman. Should he tell her? He decided to hold off until he was really sure. Joanne had provided Bob with some internet links for articles he could read to better understand transgender issues. As he read them his respect for Joanne and her life challenges grew, as did his love for her. Yes, he realized that it was more than just physical attraction – he was very much in love with Joanne, and felt really wonderful about it. In addition to articles, he saw pictures of real trans-women – they were much different than the shemales with huge cocks and enormous breasts. These women had modest breasts and lovely petite clitties. Bob couldn't take his eyes off them – they looked so pretty and – and femme! Bob realized that some major changes were coming over him and he liked it. He looked forward to seeing Joanne the next weekend, but he just didn't think he could wait that until then. He found the phone number she had given him and called her. He explained that he really wanted to see her before the weekend, and asked if he could come visit her. They agreed upon Wednesday night. Joanne told him to bring a change of clothes so he could stay the night. Bob couldn't believe his good fortune! He felt like the luckiest guy in the world. He resolved to talk more with his father about trans-women, so he wouldn't make any mistakes with Joanne. Work on the farm was hard, but daydreaming about Joanne made it easier for Bob, and Wednesday came soon and he was driving to Joanne'a apartment. It was about an hour's drive, but she was worth every minute of it. Bob parked his car and walked to Joanne's apartment. He knocked on the door and Joanne answered the door wearing nothing but a thin lavender robe that clearly showed her naked beneath. Bob could see every beautiful inch of Joanne, and stood there mesmerized. "Well don't just leave me standing in the doorway like this!" Joanne exclaimed. –––––––––––––––––––– To be continued ... Feel free to contact me with your comments or requests. –Bill (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com) Please support this website by donating to nifty.org