Cora Ch. 03

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The last few months have been crazy.

I've been on a considerable dose of hormones that have helped to further my transformation. I've been regularly fucking my handsome doctor and generally living my best life.

As I stand now, looking in my full length mirror, totally naked, I marvel at the changes my body has made. My skin is softer, my hips wider, my ass more rounded. The little muscular definition I had on my arms has totally disappeared and on my chest sit two budding breasts with larger, but still quite small areola and hard, sensitive nipples.

The most notable change has been on the last true remnants of my masculinity. My testicles have all but disappeared and my formerly seven inch dick has shrunk to a meager 3 inches. I no longer get hard.

My delight as this situation has served to further assure me that I've made the right decision.

The best part about my new, tiny package is how easy it is to tuck into even the tiniest thong. No more ugly gaffs!

Of course this has changed how I masturbate. I've bought a couple of dildos and a cute crystal butt plug (it's like jewellery for my ass hole, I love it!) and now, instead of jacking off, I'll spend ages just lying in bed, playing with my nipples and writhing around with a big, pink, eight inch dildo in my tight little hole, rubbing my little nub like a clit. The orgasms I have now are much stronger, full body experiences. It's much better.

I slide on a little black lace thong and matching longline bra, which i pad out a little with some "chicken fillets" to help my growing boobs fill the D cups, then an oversized black band t-shirt with a pink motif that falls just below my ass and a pair of fishnet socks. I love the way my feet look through the socks with my pink nail polish. My hands match of course; long perfectly shaped talons fading from bright pink at the cuticle to a more natural and transparent pink at the ends, there's a couple of diamantes on each of my ring fingers.

I love how little I can wear now, I've grown to love the attention, the risk and the fact that even though there's so much less material involved in my outfits they're so much more creative and fun.

I sit down at my vanity to do my hair and makeup, my skills in both departments have gotten so much better and my shiny, dark hair is now past shoulder length. After my usual light contouring and foundation I apply a subtle, dark pink eyeshadow, mascara and rose blush lipstick. I loosely curl my hair then stick a pair of big hoop earrings in my ears and a couple of bangles on my wrist. I finish accessorising with a choker that's pretty much a thin leather string wrapped round my neck a few times.

I have the perfect pair of black leather boots for this outfit. They come up slightly higher than ankle boots, leaving just a glimpse of my fishnet socks at the top, and have a chunky six inch heel and two inch platform, encased in leather. All the fun of massive heels but not as flash as stilettos. They work really well with most casual outfits and are actually super comfortable.

I pose in my full length mirror for a while and snap a few selfies. I've gotten to know all my best angles and poses!

It's sunny so I forego a jacket, grab my little black shoulder bag and head off out the door feeling fabulous!

The summer breeze on my bare legs reminds me that my tshirt dress is the only thing preventing the world from seeing my hot body in slutty lingerie, and a strong breeze will definitely give any passers by a view of my ass or groin in my barely there thong. A couple months ago I'd have been terrified of this, but I feel so much more confident now that my little penis is all but invisible in any pair of panties. Now... I almost welcomed it. My front is flat, my ass is cute... take a look motherfuckers!

I strut to the train station, smoking a joint, feeling like the centre of the universe. There's nobody on the streets but I can see the eyes of every driver passing on the busy road, looking me up and down. I love it. I'm grinning and almost skipping, I must look like such a bimbo.

At the train station I notice every business man on the platform trying desperately not to stare at me.

When the train finally comes it's packed and I have to stand near the door holding on to a rail, squeezed in amongst several other people. There's a very tall handsome man in a suit behind me, even in my giant heels his chin sits well above my head. He smells great.

When the train goes over a small bump I stumble backwards into him, his hand grabs my waist to stop me from falling further and I get a little flutter in my heart. I look up at him over my shoulder and thank him, smiling sweetly and batting my lashes.

He doesn't say anything, simply smiles back, and we continue in silence for another 5 minutes of the journey. Then it happens. I feel a confident Ümraniye Escort hand rubbing at the inside of my upper thigh. My head rolls back reflexively into his chest. I remember where we are and regain composure but his touches dont stop. Luckily the train is crowded enough, and everyone is staring at their phone screens, so nobody's paying attention to what's going on.

I push my ass back, trying to find his groin. We connect and I can feel a bit of hardness through his trousers. I do my best to grind into it with my ass without this becoming too obvious.

The train announces my stop is next and it snaps me back to reality. I grab his hand and remove it from me as I turn around to face him. God he's handsome.

"This is my stop coming up" I pout.

"Mine too". He says, looking into my eyes as if to imply 'You know what I mean'.

When the train doors open I grab his hand and walk quickly toward the end of the platform.

My brain is racing trying to think of somewhere, ANYWHERE safe that I could suck this strangers dick, but I come up with nothing. A hotel would be far too expensive and look SO desperate. Besides, he's probably on his way to work.

Instead, I walk with him, silently to the exit of the station, holding hands like old lovers. I turn and kiss him by the door.

"Phone." I demand, holding out my hand.

He hands it over and I put my number in and save it under 'Cora