Growing Up Insane
Chapter 4
It was almost two hours before I had some time to myself. I rushed
downstairs to the parlor, and there he/she was, still waiting and drawing lots
of attention from the other clients who were waiting for their escorts to arrive
and wisk them off to the land of enchantment, with apologies to the state of New
Mexico. Tabitha followed me to my room, and never have I had so much attention
paid to me, or was it my statuesque companion, who was acting like a magnet for
everyone's eyes.
Don't ask me why, but as soon as the door shut behind us I couldn't
resist temptation; I had to have some of that huge cock or go completely crazy.
Tabitha was a bit reluctant at first, but I was at my most persuasive best and
my transsexual client soon unveiled that magnificent hunk of meat and I went
down on it like I was a starving whore and this was a piece of filet mignon
wrapped in a one hundred dollar bill. I licked it, I sucked it, I slobbered all
over it, I rubbed it against my little titties and poked the slit into my stiff
nipples, all to no avail, Tabitha was resistant to my charms.
It was then that I realized something; the story that Tabitha was
telling me was in the past. This Tabitha had been on female hormones for enough
time for those chemicals to have done plenty of damage to the capability of
Tabitha to deliver what men usually could under the proper circumstances. So I
went to the closet and retrieved old reliable and strapped it on. My client gave
me a thousand watt smile and assumed the position, on all fours with head erect,
back arched and that glorious ass hiked up proudly and ready to be split. I did
not disappoint Tabitha. Perhaps my ambivalence was the reason that I put more
than the usual amount of muscle into my initial thrust. It certainly got a rise
out of Tabitha, who took a deep breath and wiggled that awesome ass from side to
side. I commenced doing what had to be done.
I pounded away between those superb cheeks and enjoyed the sight of that
firm flesh jiggling and bouncing whenever I got a particularly hard stroke
delivered properly. Tabitha sighed and urged me to do her harder. I suggested
she assume another position that would allow me to generate more force. Tabitha
now lay on her back, legs parted and held back by her strong hands to give me
easy access to that winking brown eye. Her male equipment was hard, but Tabitha
was still far from being capable of unloosing a load of what passed for seminal
fluid. In this arrangement I was above, and now gravity was my ally not my
enemy. I began to notice that Tabitha's organ was getting harder and even adding
some to its length. I picked up the pace and Tabitha groaned and panted.
Despite this advantage, my efforts started to flag, and so I adopted a
new tactic. I buried the dildo as deep into Tabitha as I could drive it, and
then balanced my weight to keep it embedded while I took a turn at sucking and
jacking it simultaneously. Tabitha really started panting and moaning when this
activity commenced. I just closed my eyes and gave it my all. Tabitha began
thrusting up to drive that solid sausage deeper and deeper into my mouth. I
applied more suction and tightened the grip my lips had on that magnificent
piece of meat as it sawed in and out from my mouth. I reached out and began
teasing Tabitha's nipples; I was now completely occupied with stimulating my
client with every appendage I possessed.
My mouth sucked, my tongue lapped, my lips squeezed, my fingers pinched
and pulled and my hips swiveled as I resumed fucking Tabitha with old reliable.
Somehow and someway I managed to produce something in the conflicted soul
pinned beneath me that resembled an ejaculation. It was more like a little
ripple, but I felt a few drops of some slightly salty fluid dribble onto my
tongue. Tabitha gave a loud cry, pressed her body upwards to its limit of
extension, shuddered and then collapsed back onto the bed, totally exhausted
from the effort to have some kind of sexual climax. I'm not sure that this was
what the transsexual had been expecting, but that is what the gorgeous
semi-female delivered. I was most grateful, and almost competely exhausted
myself. Never had I worked so hard for so little, but yet I felt a degree of
satisfaction from what I did make this wondrous creature yield.
Tabitha was exhausted; however I didn't know whether she was satisfied
or happy. These characteristics were much more important to me as both a
professional sex worker and a potential good friend to the tranny. I engaged my
client in conversation, hoping to hear more of Tabitha's adventures. I was not
disappointed.
I was given all the details concerning that first surgery that had done
so much to transform Timothy to Tabitha. This was not your average cut and stuff
procedure that resulted in the poor woman looking like a human version of the
modern turkey which was nearly all breast. This was a sculptor working in living
flesh, producing a vision of physical harmony; Tabitha fit together marvelously
well.
Carver Cleaver did not work with silicone, his enhancing material was a
combination of a special polymer material whose cost was ten times that of the
bags of oil that were normally pushed into the incisons made in the patient's
(or was it victim's) chest. He spent almost as much time and attention on
producing nipples that looked as if they belonged on these marvels of cosmetic
art. They were the result of a combination of injections that included a
variation on the commonplace collagen used by others, and an irritant that kept
those nubbins in a puffy state that drove men, women and trannies wild. The
surgeon, or should I say artist, also took this opportunity to sculpt Tabitha's
buttocks into a heart shaped mound that made grown men slaver and turned women
green with envy as Tabitha minced down the street, those fabulous cheeks
inviting the stares of all who encountered this wet dream in heels.
Tabitha was the darling of the strange set that included other
transsexuals in progress, those still ambivalent about their sexuality and
others who had made the complete transition to the opposite sex, what ever it
was that they chose. As a reward for participating, nay starring, in an around
the clock orgy featuring Cleaver's latest creation and over two dozen trannies,
gays, straights, plus a handful of dominant women who put a tremendous strain on
Tabitha, the hot teen tranny was rewarded with an appointment to have a full
body electrolysis procedure that would remove, for a period of at least a couple
of months, every hair except eyebrows from neck to ankles, including those few
that insisted on growing from Tabitha's shrinking scrotum. The teen claimed that
this procedure turned out to be as painful as what "she" endured hooked to the
milking machine. By now Tabitha was becoming more and more assured as "her" body
became increasingly feminine.
The procedure was performed by a pair of middle aged Asian ladies who
also doubled as prostitutes. They had been part of the South Korean economic
miracle and when many of those who benefitted the most from it immigrated to
America, so did these sex workers. Having the ladies do double duty was the only
way that this establishment could keep the doors open. Once they got a look at
Tabitha's impressive male equipment, they were sorely tempted. So it was that
they gave into their urges at the young tranny's expense.
Tabitha thought it odd that they required their client to be securely
strapped down to the table before they began. They then took turns applying the
pungent paste over Tabitha's body and suctioning that massive prong to get every
drop of seminal fluid from the creature's testicles, watery as it might be. The
fact that this half woman could continue to remain erect despite their best
efforts moved the ladies to anger. The female hormones that Tabitha was taking
had not taken full effect yet, something neither she nor they knew. The
transsexual was still capable of attaining erection and even ejaculating. In
Tabitha's case, all the sexual activity combined with the various sex stimulants
they provided this delightful playmate had created a bit of an anomaly.
Fortunately the youthful Tabitha was able to assume many contorted
positions as the ladies pulled and pushed their client into one strange pose
after another, spreading the paste and then passing the low voltage electricity
through the paste to accelerate the reaction that removed the hair down to well
below the skin line. This is not to say that they ever gave up in their efforts
to bring the tranny to heel. A specially designed wand they often used to
stimulate the prostates of their older clients in order to cause an erection,
was used on Tabitha to assure that the tranny remained hard and ready for
whatever games they wanted to play. Despite running it at full power for many
long minutes while they took turns sucking and jacking Tabitha's hard cock, they
were unable to draw even a dribble of fluid from the semi-woman.
It now became a matter of honor, saving face so to speak. The pair was
determined to wring another offering or two from the tranny's shrinking
testicles, and thus the treatment went on until the early hours of the morning.
The few customers they received, all interested in sex rather than any type of
massage, were handled by one of them while her companion continued to torment
the beautiful tranny. Despite the fact that after the initial electrolysis
treatment, Tabitha's body was now as smooth as a baby's, they resorted to the
more painful technique of waxing to further punish this creature who was
beginning to make them feel like trolls.
The region of Tabitha's groin and the hard length of meat still jutting
from between the tranny's spread thighs received their undivided attention. Over
and over they dripped hot wax onto Tabitha's sensitive skin, applied the
adhesive strips and then slowy removed them as Tabitha's eyes blinked back the
tears. The tranny's penis was covered with hot wax from base to tip and the
strips were wrapped around the thick column of flesh, then peeled away one strip
at a time over and over until Tabitha's penis was crimson and raw. Still
convinced that they could get something from the tranny's testicles, they took
up positions on either side and began to furiously jack the tranny's cock as
Tabitha groaned and begged for mercy. Tabitha isn't sure whether they got
anything from that stiff joint, but for two days afterward any idea of an
erection was anathema to her.
Alas, Tabitha's patron and mentor, Carver Cleaver, fell upon hard times
and had to give up this wondrous creature. It seems that Carver had run afoul
of the medical community, specifically those trying to compete with his skills
and vision. They had banded together to support a trumped-up claim from one of
his patients. To defend himself required a great deal of time and money, leaving
little time for Tabitha. This coupled with his need for money, now that he was
being prevented from performing operations, led him to make arrangements for
Tabitha to be turned over, for a large sum of under the table cash, to a person
who had grandiose plans for the tranny.
Unfortunately for Tabitha, the new "patron" wanted to make sure that the
tranny could handle both sexes to their satisfaction. This meant that Tabitha
had to be able to not only produce on demand erections, but follow through with
ejaculations that were easily induced and plentiful in volume. To make matters
worse Tabitha was to spend a significant fraction of time entertaining couples.
Many couples were thrilled at the prospect of having a sex worker, (a fancy word
for prostitute) who was sexually appealing to both partners, and who was capable
of satifying each during the session. As one wag put it, this was the ultimate
threesome.
To achieve this minor miracle, Tabitha's "handler" surreptitously
substituted massive doses of testosterone for the female hormones that Tabitha
had been taking. In addition the tranny was made to ingest large amounts of sex
stimulants that were smuggled in from Asia. These powerful drugs were considered
by most people in the sex industry to be too risky for their workers to use
except on very special occasions. To add even more potency to the tranny's
ability to sexually satisfy females, Tabitha was given daily injections of
another sex stimulant directly into the penis and testicles, an extremely
painful procedure that had to be administered only with Tabitha securely
strapped down. Had this regimen been continued for perhaps as short a time as a
month, the tranny might have entirely lost its secondary female sex
characteristics such as smooth skin free of hair, and suffered irreparable harm
to its entire body from the sex stimulants that forced the tranny to operate at
a metabolism rate that could lead to death in a matter of months.
(To be continued)
