Trannys Feminize Dandy Boy

"Yea I thought the singing was OK but I don't really
go for that style too much"

"And the girls?" Brian prompted me.

"Oh come on Brian leave him alone we all know he's not
really interested in girls."

"Give him a chance, people can change! Perhaps Carl's
developing an eye for them now eh Carl?? I mean they
weren't bad looking. So, apart from their style what
did you think of them?"

I was together with Mike and Bryan and a number
amongst many of my old school friends. The local pub
had got in this group of country style singers.

I think in sexual relations it is sometimes hard to
define the difference between consent and coercion.
The reader will have no doubt that in the events which
follow I was not always in full consent to what was
happening, but I say this most passionately; if I had
not been pushed that evening I may never have
discovered my true self, sexuality and gender. It was
the turning point of my life. I now know my body
needed what was done to me even if I didn't realise it
at the time.

So back to the events that evening.
I had development a knack of turning their teasing
about my effeminate physique into light hearted banter
but they never got tired of it and that evening they
had pestered me to go out with them although I had
planned to stay home.

"I sort of …. Yea they were OK." I replied then trying
to be more forthcoming I added "They almost seemed a
bit masculine somehow!"

"'Takes one to spot one' that's what they say!"
interrupted Jamie who had been facing the other way
sipping his beer.

"What do you mean" I protested. "I'm not a girl! OK I
don't have big muscles and hulking great shoulders
like you but surely I'm still male!"

Jamie leant over towards me and said in a low voice.
"And so are they!!"

"Jamie that beer's going to your head!" said Bryan.
"I'd fuck that lot any time, even the fat one!"