Date: Sat, 26 Sep 2015 17:38:44 +0000 (UTC) From: Beaumonte Bill Subject: Becoming Ben's Part 9 Becoming Ben's (part 9) 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! –––––––––––––––––––– "If you like I could just gently enter you, but not take it all the way," Ben said. "Can you really do that?" I asked with amazement, "I thought that once a guy enters, nature takes over until it's done." "Most guys do lose control like that," Ben agreed, "but that is because their intention is just to cum – my intention is to introduce you to a wonderful anal experience." "I'm willing to give it a try," I said, "though it sounds too good to be true." We went to the bedroom and I took my blouse and skirt off, keeping my bra and panties. Ben couldn't resist taking me in his arms and kissing me over and over. He removed my panties and placed me on the bed, once again on all fours. He spread my cheeks and kissed me deeply again. I hope he enjoyed it because I sure did, and I resolved to ALWAYS be "kissing clean" for him! He kissed me for a few minutes and I became fully aroused, but instead of focusing on my clitty, he put lotion on his fingers and then pressed one of his large fingers into me. This was entirely new to me, but absolutely wonderful. He worked the finger in and out of me and soon I was moaning with delight. He pulled his finger out and then pressed two fingertips into me. He told me to just relax, and I did as well as I could, and he slipped two fingers in. I could feel a definite stretching, but it didn't hurt. He wiggled his fingers inside me and it felt wonderul. He spread his fingers, opening me up further. He pulled out and slowly slipped three fingers into me. I liked the stretch but it seemed like I was at my limit. He began to spread his fingers apart and it seemed too much, though it did not hurt yet. I asked him to stop there and he just left the three fingers in, working them in and out while wiggling them. Ben pulled out and put lube on his hard cock. He pressed his huge cock head to my rosebud and pressed. I thought he was going to just push in, but he stopped and asked how I was doing. I told him I was ready to go for more. He told me to relax and push out, as if I was going to the bathroom. That seemed really strange, but I did and he popped right in. He remained there, not moving, waiting for me to adjust to the experience. I smiled at Ben and told him to proceed. He pressed into me and told me to tell him when he was in all the way. I didn't know exactly what he meant – I thought that he would be in all the way when his balls touched my ass. However, as he slipped in further, I felt him "bottom out" and it became a little uncomfortable. "That's it," I said, and Ben stopped. Ben just stayed in me and I was really beginning to enjoy it. Ben pulled out and went into the bathroom to clean up. He returned with a warm wet soapy wash cloth and cleaned me, front and back. He lay next to me and we kissed. "You could have finished if you wanted," I said. "I want you to recover from this and resume when you are really ready," he said, "you may be a little sore from the stretching in the morning." I took his cock in my hand and brought my mouth to the head, smelling the soap. I began to suck his cock but he stopped me. "I don't want to cum until you give me your virginity," he said, "but not until you are completely ready!" I kissed him and we dozed off in each other's arms. The next morning I did feel a little soreness from the stretching, but I was glad for the experience. Ben asked if I felt sore and I admitted that I did. He said that perhaps tomorrow would be right, if I wanted it. Hell, I wanted it right now, but Ben was too much of a gentleman to do it while I was the least bit sore. I could see myself being married to him, but knew I had to feel emotionally joined with him – but I was on my way! "Ben, if I did become your wife," I asked, "how would that work – would it be a real, legal marriage?" "It depends," replied Ben, "if your legal gender is changed to female, a traditional marriage would be possible – if not, we just live together, but everybody in Tranquility will see us as married." "How does a legal gender change happen?" I asked. "If you have 'irreversible medical treatment' as certified by a doctor, that is often enough, unless we get a difficult judge – but if we do, we'll wait and re-apply." "So would have to have GRS?" I asked. "Not usually," Ben answered, "that would be nearly iron-clad, but often an orchi is enough. Sometimes a liberal judge will even accept several years of hormones alone." The orchi was starting to sound pretty good. I would discuss it with Jessica. We had breakfast and afterward Jessica arrived. She brought my new prescriptions and explained, "the Estradiol is the female hormone and the Spironolactone is the testosterone blocker. You'll need to take them both every day, at least until your orchi. Oh, and your STD screen is clear." "That's good to hear – lab tests typically takes days to get done – how did you get them done so quickly?" I asked. "I put a rush on it, and we put a priority on these things, because it is part of your joining us." she said. "We have work to do, Ben," said Jessica. Ben left us alone, knowing he was going to love the results. –––––––––––––––––––– 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