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By *eeanna19 OP   TV/TS
over a year ago

HARLOW

I stood in my living room wearing a knee length pleated skirt, a white ruffled blouse, and black knee high boots. Underneath I could feel my suspenders pulling against the stockings as I shifted uneasily. The black basque I was wearing was slightly too tight. As I paced the living room, I felt the silk French knickers brushing against my cock. The feeling was incredible. My cock hardened slightly, but that was all.

It very rarely got hard now. That was why I was here wearing makeup with my nails painted pink Iwas waiting for my wife to return with the man she was to marry.

She was still only 30 years old. Her new partner was 35, a few years younger than me. She still had the potential to have at least 10 more children. I had only managed to father a single child. Chloe was my life; she was 2 now. I loved her so much it hurt.

Dani and I had been under a lot of pressure from the FMD, the Female Motherhood Department. All women of breeding age must have as many children possible. This was to maintain and rebuild the population after the virus.

The virus started in South America and soon spread throughout the world. It killed 50% of the population. Unfortunately, 75% of its victims were female. This lead to the situation we are in today. There are 4 men for every woman. Worse still only 20% of the women are of childbearing age.

We had married just as the virus started. We isolated took the vaccinations like everyone else. None of the seemed to work. We all saw parents and family die. Now Dani and I have no one but each other. We have a deep love and promised never to part.

That was until the government came up with a compulsory program to replace the population. Females are compelled to be almost permanently pregnant. They must have one child per year. The government rewards them handsomely for each child. If a women refuses, she is judged mentally ill and imprisoned in a prison hospital. Once in hospital they are implanted with fertilized eggs and forced to bare multiple children. They are only released after menopause.

My problem was I had erectile dysfunction and a low sperm count. I couldn't visit a doctor as they might report me to the FMD. They would have had me replaced immediately. After the birth of Chloe, we tried for another for nearly 2 years. Dani covered for me as long as she could, but then the letter from the FMD arrived demanding we attend a maternity hospital for tests. If we didn't turn up a warrant would be issued for our arrest.

The test proved Dani was a fertile, and I had problems. She was required to divorce me and select a new husband from a list of approved men.

I am not ashamed to admit I cried. The terms of divorce meant I would never see my wife or child again. There were always problems when the enforced divorce was invoked. Men were jealous and sometimes they murdered their ex-wives and partners.

Dani had to select someone, and she chose Aron. He was a large well-built man with blue eyes and blond hair. She said she chose him because he was kind and sympathetic.

A week before I was due to move out she said she had found a clause in the divorce law. The ex-husband could stay as a co-parent for his own and subsequent children. This was allowed as having so many children required a lot of caring.

There was another clause. The new husband could impose any conditions that would make him comfortable with having the ex-spouse around his new wife.

Aron came to our house and went over what he wanted, it almost made me leave. Dani tried to talk him into easing his requirements, but he wouldn't budge. He said he didn't want to feel threatened by another male being in the house with his women. His woman? She had been mine for the last 10 years. He was at least a foot taller than me. How could he feel threatened by me?

I had gone to the hospital the next day. The FMD had arranged it when I went to the local offices to sign the Co-Parent agreement. I felt very sore after my castration. Dani said that they weren't working properly anyway. I wouldn't be allowed to have sex with her, but at least I would be able to help take care of Chloe.

It was the thought of not seeing Chloe that made me agree to this. There is nothing I wouldn't go through to stay in her life. So now I'm here waiting for them to return. Waiting for the next part of the agreement to be carried out.

I heard the door open and could hear the lively happy chatter as they came into the living room.

"Wow Dani, I think you're right. This could work out. She's a cute as hell."

He called me she, I thought. I didn't like where this was going.

"I'll put Chloe to bed and let you two get to know each other." Dani said.

"Well now Sally, let’s have a proper look at you."

Sally was the name I agreed to go by as co-parent.

He walked around me as I trembled. I knew what must happen next.

"Lift your skirt, I want to make sure you're not cheating."

I wanted to punch him in the face and run, but I knew it would be the last time I would see Chloe and Dani. I bit my lip and swallowed my pride and lifted the hem of my skirt.

"Oh very nice. Black lace knickers. Dani told me that you're nutless now. You really are serious aren't you?"

"I would do anything for my family. "

"We'll see about that. You know what comes next. Bend over the table."

This was the part I was dreading. Dani said he needed to exert his masculinity over me. Let me know who was boss.

I bent over the dining room table and stared at the wall.

"Let's get started." he said.

I heard his zip opening, as he walked to the either side of the table. His nine-inch erection bob above the table top. He dragged me across the table until my mouth touched his cock."

"Get busy Sally, that's if you want to be a part of this family."

I opened my mouth and sucked my first cock. I had no idea what I was doing, but I knew I had no choice. He groaned, so I must have been doing something right. Then he pulled out and walked behind me. I felt him lift my skirt.

"You're wearing a petticoat too. How lovely. Dani did a good job with you."

I felt the petticoat lift and join my skirt over my back. The feeling of the cool air above my stocking tops was alien to me. Then his hands cupped my buttocks through my knickers. He rubbed them gently, which I admit felt nice. Then he started spanking me until I whimpered.

"You have a very nice arse. I'm going to enjoy this."

He pulled the back of my knickers down and kicked my feet apart. My heels clicked and scuffed on the wooded floor as my weight dropped onto the table. I felt the head of his cock press against my hole. This was the moment I dreaded. I had prepared myself, as Dani suggested.

Slowly, but painfully he eased his whole length into me. My eyes were wide in disbelief that I was allowing this to happen. He lent forward and pinned my arms to the table. I couldn't move if I wanted to, he was so much bigger than me.

He slowly pulled out, then rammed back in hard. I squealed.

"There's the cute lady. I knew you had a girly voice in you somewhere."

He started to fuck me hard. The pain slowly dulled and god help me, it's started to feel good. I could feel my small cock start to stiffen. The silk knickers felt wonderful against my semi erect member. His pace increased and the table started to skid along the floor. Then he grunted and I felt his cock pulse and explode inside me. I was panting as he pulled out.

I noticed Dani standing at the door. She had watched the whole thing. She knew I would go through with it. She knew this family meant more to me than anything.

Aron smiled at her.

"I think this arrangement is going to work out fine. She's going to be a good substitute when you're too far gone for sex. OK, I'm going back to my place to get the rest of my stuff. See you girls later."

I stood and straighten myself out. She could see I had tears in my eyes.

"It's ok baby, you can stay with us now. We'll still be a family."

"Where are my clothes, I want to change now please."

"Didn't you read the contract, you're wearing them. You have to stay like that. You have fresh clothes in the spare room, but they are all women's clothes."

"I thought it was going to be just this once, so he could show me who was in charge. Where are my clothes?"

"Aron is taking them to the clothes bank. He'll only let you stay here as a woman. Come on it won't be so bad. You can help me raise a family. Aron is very virile, he wants me pregnant all the time."

"What will happen when you can't have sex?"

"Aron will come to you, but it won't be that often. You might even grow to like it. Together we will be the best mothers and wives any family could wish for."

I collapsed into an armchair and contemplated my future.

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By *ubsteffTV/TS
over a year ago

Portsmouth

Better not show Boris this.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Excellent

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By *acrowmanMan
over a year ago

Dunstable

Mmm different

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By *eformedMan
over a year ago

West of Dumfries

Just mind blowing. Erotic, arousing, beautifully written. Thank you thank you thank you so much.

Very very much looking forward to the next installment

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By *yrman57Man
over a year ago

Ayr

Superb !!!

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

i'm so hard now

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By *eeanna19 OP   TV/TS
over a year ago

HARLOW

This is another story I wrote recently

I awoke to feel him pushing himself into me. I was on my front. I drew my

head up by pulling my elbows up under my breasts.

"Uhhh, please, not so hard."

He drove his cock back into me knocking the breath out of me.

"You know you love it rough."

No, I thought, you love it rough. I still had a little lube in me from

when he spent himself inside me last night.

"Please Martin, it hurts."

He slowly withdrew, I thought he was going to get off me. He paused, then

forced himself back inside me. My arms gave way, and my face hit the

pillow. My scream was muffled.

I heard him chuckle. He could be so gentle sometimes, but at times like

this I think he knew I was not play acting.

"You love it rough, like a cheap whore."

I lifted my head so I could talk.

"Please Martin, use some lube at least."

He rested his full weight on me, driving me into the bed. His hips

started to rapidly pump into me.

"I.. won't...be ... long.. babe."

I was helpless. He was 6ft 3. I was 5ft 7. He weighed 16 stone. I

couldn't get up if I tried. I gritted my teeth. It felt like a red hot

poker was being used on me. My groin was bouncing into the bed. The

mattress springs squeaked in protest. With one final hard thrust he

finished.

"Wow that was fun babe."

I stung as he withdrew. I felt the cold air of the room replace the void

he left in my poor abused bottom.

"You sure are a hot piece of ass."

With that he slapped my left cheek hard.

"Oww, don't do that I told you I'm not into that!."

I'm sure that would leave a mark.

"Shut the fuck up. Remember who owns this house you bitch."

I hear the shower start and roll onto my back and look on the floor for

my knickers. There just under the window. He must have thrown them there

last night after yanking them off. I get up and pull them up my legs. I

push my small cock back between my legs. He hates seeing a bulge in my

knickers. I look in my mirror. The red lace baby doll looks cheap and

tacky. The lace of the knickers feels scratchy. Not my choice, his.

"I'll be back late tonight, I'm going football with my mates."

He gets dressed and sprays himself in a cloud of cologne.

"You won't want dinner them?"

"No we'll get pizza. You be ready tonight in that red silk dress and

heels. I want you in that black basque I got you last week. Seemed

stockings and French knickers. OK?"

"Yes Martin whatever you want."

I hear the car crunch the gravel on the driveway and climb back into bed.

With tears in my eyes I remember how I got here.

I had crossdressed since I was eight. I wanted to be a girl. I saw

another boy get picked on a bullied at school because he told his friend

he wanted to be a girl. I just took the easy way, and kept quiet.

I got a girlfriend in my teens, she wanted to get married. I knew I

wouldn't be able to dress if I did. I just dumped her.

The second year of my apprenticeship as an electrician the exams seemed

too difficult. I quit and got a job in a factory.

I was made redundant a year later. My money was running out and I met

Martin on a TV/CD contact site. After two dates he asked me to move in.

He would keep me. I wouldn't have to work. It seemed the easy way out so

I took it.

Now I was here, in Martin's large house. He pays for everything. I have

clothes and food. I just have to keep house and be ready for when he

wants sex.

It strikes me. I don't know what I am. Am I his girlfriend, his wife, his

lover, his housekeeper. I eat food paid for by him, but only food he

likes. I wear clothes he pays for, but only clothes he likes. My breasts

he paid for, are the size he wanted. Now I'm trapped in a relationship

with a man that just uses me for sex. I'm like a live in whore.

Is this what it's like for women? Am I finally being the woman I wanted

to be? I trapped and don't know what to do. I know what I'll probably do.

I heard a song in a film once, it was called "We are electricity". I

think it must be true. I realize I've acted like that all my life. I take

the path of least resistance

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By *treethawkTV/TS
2 weeks ago

plymouth

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