A Trilogy of Trannie Tales

Terri was shocked and distraught at being discovered, "I-I didn't mean for you to see me like this—I n-never wanted you to know!"

"But, but you-you've got a cock!" Danielle replied, still in disbelief.

"Yes, I do..." Terri said, calming down a bit. "You've become my best friend in the whole world, and I'm very attached to you. I often wondered how you would react if you knew the truth about your next-door neighbor."

"But, you... you seem so much like a woman!" Danielle asked, bewilderment in her eyes.

"Yea-ah—so... let me tell you the whole truth about me," Terri responded, trying to make the best of being found out.

"Please do... I need to know everything!" Danielle asked, trying to keep some sense of openness about her friend's obvious hidden sexual identity. What Danielle had experienced so far during her own day was nothing, compared to this discovery.

***

Terri began.

"When I was a teenaged boy, in high school, I began trying on my sister's clothes, when no one else was home. I'm not homo—I couldn't be with another man. I just like the feel of sheer stockings, garter belts, and other feminine clothing against my skin. I'm not particularly big boned for a guy, even though by a woman's standards, I'm a pretty good sized woman."

"I never wanted to be a total woman then—just to dress in women's clothes."

She went on.

"In college, there was this teacher I was very attracted to, but she wouldn't give me the time of day. She was very attractive and wore tight fitting skirts that outlined her sexuality explicitly. The word was that she was having sex with some of the female students, and I thought I'd try to approach her as a woman—just to see how well I could pass myself off as one."

"It worked," Terri continued.

"I found out she frequented a lesbian club. I began hanging out there myself--as a young woman, long wig and all.