How I Became Vanessa Chapter 3

I had taken hormones for a couple of months and now I had nice medium boobs that I preferred to keep at a reasonable size. My body hair was much slower to grow back, I had plucked correctly my eye brows (although they were naturally thin and I still wanted to keep a certain thickness to them: I've always thought girls with kind of thick eyebrows looked sluttier). My hair grew down to jaw length, I didn't need any wig anymore and at that time, I had dyed it in a Venetian blonde color. My hips widened a little and so did my ass (which was way too skinny before). I looked really cute. When I went out with Elena and her black boyfriend Jeff, every male was envying him for the two bisexual sluts who accompanied him.

I was 24 and Elena turned 20. For a couple of years, we had this secret relationship and we dated many men, organizing some orgies or some gang bangs very frequently. We still went out with my ex girl friend July and her future husband John (read the previous chapters for more details about our relationship). I moved out of my mother's apartment and started to rent one closer to John and July's. My mother thought that my job's salary as a secretary was enough to pay for it, and it was quite true, but the extra I did as an escort in a transgender club helped me to live a more comfortable life. Not knowing anything about my sex life, my mother agreed to let Elena be my roommate: she moved with me and so did her boyfriend Jeff. At last, it allowed us to have threesomes on a daily basis.

One Saturday morning, I decided to include in my weekly routine a little bit of biking. I was a little bit concerned about the outfit I would have to wear because I never wanted to get an operation and to get rid of my cock: it was way too good to cum in Elena's mouth and to fuck her while Jeff was fucking me, and even if I loved being a woman and being treated as such, I still enjoyed sex as a man, or more exactly as a woman with a man's organ. I was the perfect dyke in a way.