A fantasy...

I have a dream...

Looking like a submissive slutty bimbo, a cow waiting to be milked, or fucked hard, to be bred by her bull stud.

I wanna look just like my dream pic. Huge pendulous breasts hanging down, swaying as I crawl on all fours. A collar around my neck with a leash attached. My owner holding my leash, leading me to the milking booth, or to the enclosure where the bull waits, his cock hard and ready, semen dripping from it, waiting to plunge it into my ass to make babies. Little bells hang from the piercings on my nipples, so when I crawl, the swaying of my voluminous breasts makes them tinkle, and when I'm being bred, a hard cock in my ass, plunging in and out mercilessly, they jingle loudly to announce to the world that spring has come, and this cow has found her mate.

My cherry painted nails, an inch long, manicured perfectly flat at the tip, slightly rounded at the corners to make them harmless yet sexy, so that when they're wrapped around my bull's meat, and my cherry painted lips pucker around his meaty head, he has no choice but to harden instantly, to go wild with desire, to want to turn me around and invade my ass.

Rouge, and slutty eye make up, with pink or blue shiny eye shadow, and thick lines of eyeliner to highlight my eyes and complete my face. My hair bunched at the sides, tied with white ribbons so that they fall down the sides of my face giving me an innocent look, belying my sluttiness.

White stockings, with 6 inch white pumps complete my outfit - the only items of clothing I wear. My tranny cock, slim yet hard, peeking out from under me, oozing precum at the thought of my fate. Oooo...

Oh, if there was some magic to make my dream come true...

I swallow, not spit...

I'm going to be a cum swallowing cock slut tranny whore. I'm going to show all those fake bitches who spit man's most precious fluid after he gifts it to her that I'm more woman than all of them.

There's nothing that even comes close to swallowing your man's seed if you want to show him how much you love, adore and worship him. Looking into his eyes, with his white juice on your tongue, rolling it about in your mouth to savour its taste before swallowing it...

God, the thought is making me so horny. I wish there was a real man who could feed me my dose of proteins every day. I've tried my own, but that's not real man stuff. A few pathetic drops of milky cum aren't anywhere close to satisfying me.

I guess it's not for everyone. It took me a while to stop feeling disgusted and repulsed by the salty taste and the odd coating around the tongue and in the throat after swallowing my own cum. A little longer and I didn't mind it. Now, just the thought of sucking a hard cock and swallowing its milk is enough to get my tiny penis hard and start throbbing painfully.

Is it safe to swallow semen?

I guess if its your own semen, nothing could happen to you by that.

If it is not, you should be careful. You could contract diseases like AIDS and Herpes (which are the worst, because you can't cure them), as well as gonorrhea and syphillis. If you and your partner are loyal to each other, and don't fuck around with others, it shouldn't be so much of a problem. If you're both disease free before you start bangin' each other, you should stay that way so long as you are only bangin' each other.

If you're not sure about your partner's health, here is something to think about. You could escape catching something you don't want if you don't have any cuts or lesions in your mouth, throat or anywhere the cum is likely to come in contact with during your fun. Eating crunchy food, even brushing is best avoided before and after you drink your white protein shake. Once it is safely in your tummy, the digestive juices and acids will make a quick meal of it, killing anything that might have been there.

You can't get pregnant by swallowing cum.

The worst that could happen (not counting the diseases) is you could feel a little uneasy if your stomach isn't used to semen. You can't get fat, since most of it is water with a lot of protein, sugars and minerals. (It could actually be a very nutritious supplement to your diet)

Nutritional Value per serving (as found at WikiAnswers)

1 tablespoon typically contains

15 calories

150 mg protein

11 mg carbohydrates

6 mg fat

3 mg cholesterol

7% US RDA potassium

3% US RDA copper and zinc

If you're worried about diseases, you're just as likely to catch them if your man ejaculates on your face or in your mouth if you have cuts or lesions. If it is in your mouth, you might as well swallow it and enjoy the taste.

For most people the yummy taste of semen isn't yummy in their first try. It's an acquired taste, like whiskey and bagpipe music. Give it time and practice and you'll grow to love it.

Besides, the feeling of being a cum thirsty whore, a dirty tranny slut (or just a dirty slut if you're not one of us) who swallows is a feeling of pure bliss. Watching his girl swallow his seed will only make him hornier, wanting to deliver his next load deep inside your ass. *Giggle*.

Swallowing it is the next best thing to keeping the cum trapped inside your ass with a tight fitting butt plug or tampon.

My Fetish List

My rating from 0 to 10 of how much I like that activity.

A '0' (zero) indicates that the activity is off limits, and a 10 is a maximum.

The good life

What I need for a good life...

I'm not a simple kind of girl, so I guess I need quite a few things to be satisfied with life.

First, I'd like a lot of money (in cash) to get onto a regimen of hormones followed by breast enhancement surgery, facial feminization surgery (FFS) - various forms; trachea shaving, electrolysis, you know, the works. Oh, without getting rid of my cockette, that is.

Once I'm as fem as I can get, I guess I could make do with a lot less.

A steady, yet handsome, regular income to pay for all the sexy clothes and shoes I'd want to buy, visits to the salon, hanging out at bars and clubs to pick up guys, my apartment rent, 'toys' I might use, more sexy clothes and heels, gas for my car, the car...

I guess I don't really care how I make the money. I'd willingly star in porn flicks, with almost no limits. I don't mind being whored out. Or being a stripper, and then whoring myself out. Or maybe even becoming a contract slave.

There's an idea. I become your slave for, say, two months. I live with you, and do whatever you desire for those two months. Clothes, kinks - as you wish; Sex, all the time if you're game. Or with your neighbour if you owe him money. I'd even park myself at a truck stop and suck all the truckers for ten dollars apiece if that would help me pay for my upkeep.

But if a someone wants to take charge of me, I'm all yours. You'd own me completely, Yours to do as You wish. Provided You paid for my surgery and hormones and clothes... I'd love to be Your toy, sex slave, whore, with no control over my life.

My dream is to become either somebody's pet, toy, sex slave, slut or whore; who's only purpose is to use her ass, mouth, and breast for the sexual pleasure of her Owner and whoever the Owner wishes me to please. I want to live a life filled with sex and kinks, and kinky sex.

On the other hand, I would like to be a loving wife to a man who can afford me. A marriage of love. He makes me into what he could love, and fuck. I'd keep his house in order for him, cook his meals, take care of his laundry, clean up after him, warm his bed for him, offer my ass to him every night to park his penis, and be bred by him...

Gosh, either of those lives would be perfect, and I shall want no more.

A Weekend Alone

I was alone this weekend, and good boy became good girl. For most of the weekend.

I didn't get too many opportunities to dress up because I lived with my family, but this weekend I was Bobbi again. My parents and sister were away for the weekend, and I had feigned sickness and stayed back. God, I felt like such a dirty, lying slut, who'd stoop to anything just to be girly and slutty; and it was making me horny.

I had just finished prettying up for the evening. It was Saturday, and I was wearing a tiny black minidress, with a wide leather belt tightly wrapped around my waist. The huge buckle glittered with artificial diamonds arranged in the form of a Playboy bunny. The dress ended really high, just about covering my tight ass when I stood, and when I sat there was no way I could hide my panty. The dress belongs to my sister, and she looks really elegant in it, but because I'm taller, on me it screams "Slut!"

I wore a strapless bra underneath that matched my pink satin panty. I had put little mounds of foam in the bra to give my chest the shape I wanted. My hair fell till they just about touched my shoulder, and they gleamed - I had just finished brushing them one hundred strokes.

Over my foundation, I had applied just a light coat of blush to make me look delicate and highlight my cheekbones. A hint of blue silver eyeshadow with a delicate line of eyeliner completed my upper face. Red lipstick with a coat of gloss made my lips sparkle invitingly, making them look so kissable. When I looked at my lips, I imagined them wrapped around the cock head of some hunk, kissing the tip. That was where they belonged. *Gosh* I was such a cock whore in my head...

I had spent a lot of time that afternoon shaping and painting my false nails bright red, matching the lipstick I now wore. They looked so perfect, rounded, nearly an inch long, shining red. I shut my eyes, and imagined my delicate fingers, with my slut red nails wrapped around the base of a huge cock whose head was between my equally slutty red lips.

Black pumps with one-and-half inch heels completed my getup, and as I looked in the mirror, I wished there was really a man coming over to take me on a date; not some fantasy in my head.

I sprayed a tiny whiff of Escada, and I was ready. I spent the evening curled up on my sofa watching "Pretty Woman" while I ate tasteless microwave dinner. I so wish I was Julia Roberts' character in the film...

When it was done, I changed out of my dress, replacing it with a pink nightie. Nothing slutty about it - it came to my knees, didn't show too much cleavage, but made me look pretty and desirable. I took off my make-up, and tucked myself into bed with "Phil", my home made 4" silicon 'boyfriend'.

The only thing that could have made it a better Saturday night, would have been a real boyfriend...

I wanna look like...

I'm a tall, skinny girl, and I hate it.

If I could, I'd be shorter - a lot shorter than I am right now. I'd want to be no taller than five feet nine or ten inches in 6 inch heels. I want to be tall after I put on my sexiest, wickedest, tallest heels. And even then, only so tall, that my lover is still a couple of inches taller than me.

And I hate being skinny almost as much as I hate being tall. I've got a tight butt, that's probably only a little bigger than my waistline. I want to be voluptuous and curvy. Double DD breasts and a round bubble butt to match. I wanna keep my 27 inch waistline though, or maybe even reduce that by an inch. I wanna be a cuddly girl, small and curvy, who could raise every penis in the room (except mine, of course) the moment she walked in.

I don't want to look like some thin, small titted, tight assed model. Tall and skinny works for them. Me? Busty and bottom heavy. So when I walk, my hips swaying sexily from side to side, all eyeballs around are following them.

I'd grow my hair so it reaches my mid back at least - straight and long. And then, I'd color it honey or platinum if it matched my tan alright. I want to look like a pretty blonde bimbo, not like a wannabe.

I'd probably get a surgeon to go snip-snip on my testicles. Who needs those boy things anyway? I'll keep my 'clitty' though. With that, I'd still be a 'special gurl', and not have to compete with girls who were born girls. Besides, being able to get fucked only in my ass and mouth because there's a vestigial organ hanging between my legs makes it so excitingly kinky. I wonder if I will still get erections after my castration. If I do, I may even lock my 'clitty' up in a CB-2000.

So... I wanna get the biggest bust for my frame that doesn't make me look like a freak, I wanna get rid of my balls, I want wider hips, blonde hair. And oh! I want high cheekbones too! If only I could grow shorter...

*sigh*

Luckily for me, there's hormonal treatment and surgery that can fix everything on my wishlist but my height. Maybe there's a fix for that also, which I haven't heard of. And while I am getting operated, a little facial feminization surgery (FFS) wouldn't hurt. I mean, physically, it would. But it would help *giggle*. Higher cheekbones, more feminine face, get rid of any hair that even thinks of sprouting on my chin; a little on my brow, chin...

And finally fixing my voice. I think the procedure is called trachea shaving. That, along with voice exercises, should make me sound fem enough to get laid *giggle*

Thank God for the advances in medicine. Now, all I need to do is find the money to pay for it all.

If any Sugar Daddy or Sugar Momma wants to adopt me, I'd come to Them without a thought! I'd do anything for them. And I mean anything.

How it began...

It was a long time ago. Like a lot of teenagers whose hormones had kicked in, I was discovering what a wonderful place the internet was. There was so much to do, and, more importantly see. There were a million pics and ten-second free clips of hot women posing for the camera, wearing sexy clothes that didn't stay on their bodies for long.

I was a horny young man, and I spent a lot of time every night staring at these big breasted beauties, with one hand jerking my cock while the other controlled the mouse. After a while, just naked women weren't enough to get me hard. I needed more action on screen. So I searched for pics and clips showing a big meaty cock ravaging the busty belle's wet pussy. I watched, and masturbated; I masturbated and watched. The sight of those big pale mounds of flesh bouncing up and down as their owner rode a long thick cock was like a drug.

But as with the softcore pics, a cock pounding pussy soon grew to be boring. Then, I chanced upon threesomes. One cock fucking a gorgeous woman, while she sucked another off. I saw white cock, big black cock, small asian cocks go in and out of the woman from both ends, and my addiction grew. A woman on her back, with her legs on one lover's shoulders as he pleasured one hole, and another lover standing by her head, his cock in her mouth rose to the top of my list of porn. And then I grew bored of that too.

New categories, new positions, new arousals. I scanned through all kinds of categories on the freebie sites. And I found foursomes. This was even better. One cock in her pussy, one in her mouth, and one in her ass. All at once! It was unbelievable, and for a long time this kept me busy.

Before I could tire of it, I also began jerking off to pics and clips of anal sex. One cock, and one woman's anus. Unnatural, but hot. And it was a special treat if he came inside her ass. With more pornstars choosing to use condoms, it became a rare pleasure to jerk off to bareback sex.

And then it happened. While searching for new asses getting fucked, I came across a short clip of Patricia Araujo. She was beautiful, the girl I would love to make love to (at that time, when I thought I liked girls). I started watching the video... The pretty thing was on her side getting her ass drilled, and then, halfway though the clip, she parts her legs to put one over her lover's shoulders, when I saw there was something between them that girls shouldn't have. I couldn't believe it. She was among the most beautiful girls I had come across on the world wide web, and she wasn't one at all!

I was shocked. I was disgusted. I was hooked.

I tried to stay away; I deleted the clip. I tried by best to watch real girls have sex with men, regular vaginal sex. Nothing worked. Less than a week later, I was back on the site, and I was filling my hard disk with every ten-second clip or pic of this beauty that I could find.

I told myself I'm not gay. I was just jerking off to a girl who had a penis. But in my head, when I shagged, I was the man, and my cock was in her ass, and her breasts were bouncing the way I had seen all those women's. I was definitely not gay just because I was fucking her.

It began with Patricia. Then Camilla Saenz, Gia Darling, Barbie Woods, Kimber James, Mia Isabella... Beautiful women with a little extra, taking it from a man. Allanah Starr was a real favourite of mine. Big round breasts, always a bimbo in the clips; a pretty air headed girl, who was always ready to do what was needed when a man's pants came down.

It didn't take long to go from imagining being a man fucking a hot, big busted transsexual tart in her ass, to imagining being the hot, big busted transsexual tart being fucked by a man. When I sat in my toilet, my pants around my ankles, one hand moving rhythmically with my cock grasped in it, while my eyes were tightly shut imagining starring in the clip I had just downloaded, I saw myself with a perky little penis, huge round perfect breasts, with a round ass to match. I was always either kneeling at a man's feet, with his penis in my mouth, or inches away from it, or on all fours, my pretty ass being pounded hard and fast by that same cock.

And that was it. There was no way I could go back to being what I was when I started watching porn. I had realised that my place was not in bed with a scantily clad beauty in my arms with my cum dripping out of her freshly fucked pussy and her big breasts pressed against my chest. My place was with a man - a big, strong, muscled man, with a huge cock; lying in his arms after he fucked me senseless, with his cum dripping out of my anus and my big breasts pressed against his muscled chest.

Who I am...

I'm a special gurl - I look like a guy (until my make up comes on), and at most times dress like one too. But I'm not a guy. I'm a special gurl.

I'm not a regular guy because

a) I like other guys

not the delicate, smart, suave kind of guys; no gentlemen please. The big, strong, muscled guys, who can make a girl feel like a delicate flower before them; the guys in who's arms a girl feels safe, untouchable; a guy who likes to take charge of his girl, and her life.

PS: The richer the man, the more I am likely to fall for him *giggle*

b) I hate wearing male clothes, masquerading as a 'man' at home and college

Bliss is when I'm in a bra and panties, with my nails painted, my unisex styled hair set free from the ponytail I wear as a 'man'; my hair shining as I brush it; my lips colored red, with a hint of gloss, and my secret tucked away between my legs, so that my panties are flat from the front...

c) Girlfriends are for going shopping and to the salon with, guys are for kissing and more.

Or, in other words, I'd love to go shopping and to the salon with girls. I'd love to go shopping and to the salon for guys

d) Girls don't do 'it' for me.

I kissed a girl when I was in high school. And I didn't feel anything. No stirring, no stars in my eyes, nothing at all. While travelling to college about two years ago, I fell against a guy (who was obviously aroused) and his ramrod nestled itself between my butt cheeks for just a couple of seconds, and I felt an electric current sweep across my body; I got excited myself. All because of a few seconds of contact.

In case you're still wondering about me, I'm a twenty year old (notice how my gender isn't mentioned), and I live in a homophobic country with a recently repealed homosexual law.