When I was 13 my doctor told me I needed to be circumcised so she sent me to a urologist and the urologist agreed. I didn't like the idea but I had been having trouble urinating so I resigned myself to the inevitable. When I woke up everyone acted strange. They were tip-toeing around and acting like somebody died but they were afraid to tell me. Finally my Mom comes into the room and tells me that the urologist made a mistake. She told me that they mixed me up with another patient who had penile cancer and that instead of getting a circumcision I got a penectomy. Just then the urologist who did the surgery came in with some suits that turned out to be lawyers came in to explain what happened. After they cut if off they realized their mistake but due to damage done to the shaft during the post surgery dissection they were only able to rescue the head and some foreskin so they reattached the part that they were able to and I ended up with what looks like a clitoris.

The lawyers for my urologist and the hospital wanted my mom to sign away our right to sue for a measly $10k and of course we told them to fuck off. We sued and they settled and now I am doing fine financially but I still only have a clit instead of a penis which sucks. Eventually I healed. My doctor wouldn't give me a note for phys-ed saying that there was nothing medically to prevent me from participating so I was forced to dress for gym which meant I had to take showers with the rest of the guys. That was humiliating to say the least.

Word spread and life became unbearable. I would have traded in the 2 million dollars for a decent sized penis in a heart beat but that was not an option.

Then my life changed. As I said I was 13 and that meant I was in the 7th grade and it was the spring and it had been a few months since my botched surgery. Now I am not the most brightest kid in school but I'm not the dumbest either so when an extremely beautiful older girl approached me in lunch and started being really nice to me I was skeptical and leery. After all the ridicule I endured I automatically assumed that anyone being nice to me did so as a set up for a joke at my expense. So I was extremely cautious. Jen was 17 and a junior and looked like the goddess of cheerleading. Not only was she a cheerleader but was pretty much the leader of a very exclusive clique of popular girls. This of course set my ridicule radar spinning even harder. But she just kept being extremely nice to me and then shocked the hell out of me by asking me out on a date. She interpreted my stuttering disbelief as a yes and told me she would pick me up at 5pm Saturday.

I was absolutely convinced that she was setting me up for ridicule. I figured she and her henchwomen were going to strip me naked and take pictures or make a video of me and send them to the whole student body. But she was so friggin beautiful that I was willing to risk a long-shot just to be close enough to smell her perfume and since I had never kissed a girl I thought perhaps I might at least get my first kiss out of it.

She pulled up in front of our house in her Dad's Lincoln and my Mom made a comment that it was nice that my date's older sister was driving us. It helped that Jen's baby sister, who was a year older than me, was in the back seat. Of course I didn't tell Mom that Jen was my date and that she was dropping her sister off at the mall.

Jen was super nice right off the bat and she kissed me on the cheek when I got in the car. A few minutes later she dropped her sister off and it was then just the two of us. This was the first time we had been completely alone ever. She drove for a while then pulled into the state park where kids sometimes went to park. We had made no specific plans for what we were going to do on our date so this was neither in the plans nor excluded from them. I was pretty much just going along for the ride. She pulled up to a spot at the lake that was secluded and we were all alone, not another car or person in sight.

"Shawn" she said to me, "I wanted to talk to you but not around other people" well now I was intrigued. She told me that she had a very big secret and made me promise not to tell anyone. Then she suggested we get into the back where there was more room. So we got in the back and while I was out of the car I took a quick look around expecting to see cheerleaders or jocks ready to pounce. Instead, nothing bad happened. We just got into the back seat and it was way more roomy. Those old sedans were really big unlike the new cars they have today. So she suggested I lift her skirt. Well that was completely unexpected and I said "OK" lamely and reached over and lifted her skirt. "Higher, all the way up" and I did and then she leaned back and spread her legs and behold she had a penis. OK not a real penis. No not a strap-on either. She had a huge freaking clitoris. It was standing right up like a little penis at least three inches long which made it about three times longer than my penis now was when it got erect which peculiarly was quite frequent since the surgery. She told me I could touch it if I wanted to and I was too stunned to move at first but with a little more encouragement from Jen I reached over and put my hand on it. I held onto it like I used to hold onto my penis. She explained that she was born with an over sized clit and it just got huge when she hit puberty. She told me that growing up she felt very self conscious and hid it from everyone and that she compensated for this by getting involved in social events and doing what she could to distract people away from any chance of finding out. She said that when she went on dates guys usually were satisfied with a hand job or occasionally a blow job but she would never let them touch her between the legs out of fear of being found out. She said that the girls get more privacy than the boys in gym class so nobody actually sees her naked. She just wraps a towel around herself then pulls off her panties so nobody sees then goes into a private shower stall (unlike the boys who have a communal shower the girls have private stalls with curtains) and so nobody ever sees it and nobody found out about her.

Well this was all a bit of a stunner to me. But I also could not keep my eyes off her monster clit. I didn't let go and was now softly jerking her off. She said, "since I let you see my penis can I see your clit????????" Well had she just asked to see my clit I would have been hurt but the way she worded it in a way that ridiculed herself first I couldn't refuse. Oddly, I was very turned on. So I looked around, seeing nobody I took off my pants and underwear and she gasped. I thought her reaction was out of shock and disgust but her gasp was followed by "Oh my god it's beautiful! can I lick it????????" Suddenly I had the odd sensation of being a girl whose date just asked if he could eat me out. I was beet read from embarrassment yet incredibly turned on and my "clit" was throbbing erect and I said "YES!" a little too loudly and eagerly. She leaned down and licked me and it felt beyond awesome. She licked my testicles and lifted my ass and even licked my asshole a little but mostly licked my "clit" and then inserted a finger in my ass and with her other hand massaged my balls. It took about 20 minutes and I came for the very first time since my surgery. I think I had had some wet dreams since but I gave up on jerking off. Kind of hard to do when there is nothing to hold onto. I honestly thought I was never going to cum again and there was the hottest girl in the world licking me into blissful oblivion.

After I recovered she asked if I would give her a blow job. Well in the spirit of the whole thing and since I was feeling incredibly at ease I told her I would love to suck her cock. She giggled and I went down on her following her instructions as I had never given anyone oral sex before. I literally sucked her huge clit and licked and fingered her as per her instructions and she ran her fingers through my long hair telling me I was a good girl for sucking her off and then she came. No cum of course but she had an orgasm and afterwards told me to "swallow my cum" which I pretended to do. The whole role playing thing was amazing and I was never so turned on in my life. When she asked to lick my clit some more I readily agreed and we worked our way into a 69 and gave each other head for about an hour.

We got hungry after a while and she took me out to dinner. Over dinner she explained that she was bisexual and leaned towards girls. She said she asked me out mostly because she knew that I could not date rape her and felt safe with me and she was also about 50 lbs and 6 inches bigger than I was. But mostly she wanted to go out with me because as she put it, I am extremely pretty and dating me was like dating a very pretty girl but since I was a guy nobody would think anything of it other than that I was way too young for her but she was far less concerned about that than being found out for her lesbian tendencies.

We dated a couple more times when she presented me with a pretty silver ring with a pink sapphire heart and told me she wanted me to be her girlfriend. I had long since gotten over any concern or awkwardness or embarrassment over the gender role reversal thing and was very turned on when she referred to me in the feminine. A couple of months went by and finally I caved into my Moms demand to meet my new girlfriend. She was astonished to find out that my girlfriend was a junior, 17, looked like a supermodel, captain of the varsity cheerleader squad, and all around popular girl. Jen was very affectionate to me in front of my Mom. Not in an inappropriate PDA sort of way but rather just the way she caressed my back and leaned against me and put her arm protectively around me. I think my mom caught on fairly quickly but said nothing.

Meanwhile our relationship evolved gradually but to the point where by the end of the school year Jen had me wearing make-up, had me get my ears pierced and did my hair in feminine styles. The last day of school I went to school in a skirt and blouse, my hair was in pigtails, my nails were done, I was wearing heals and was spritzed with Jens favorite perfume. She kept telling me how sexy I was and I couldn't believe how sexy I felt. Since our school had recently enacted a set of policies that prohibited any kind of gender discrimination (partly in reaction to the way some of the kids had treated me right after surgery and partly due to a sophomore transgendered girl coming out) I was free to dress as a girl as much as I wanted and I just felt so sexy dressed this way. I had a blast.

My mom figured that my new persona was at least in part a way I was coping with my situation and she was in a way right but I was also I think predisposed to cross-dressing and having a clit instead of a dick sort of inspired explorations in this direction. Jen of course was the main instigator of my cross dressing.

By mid July I was in my female persona full time and Mom accepted her new lesbian daughter just a bit too enthusiastically I thought but I was not going to complain. meanwhile Jen and I had sex every way two girls could and even managed to "fuck" my "boy pussy" a few times which was amazing.

Since Jen was now a senior and I was yet only just entering 8th grade we had no classes together. We hadn't the previous year either. But we got to have lunch together every day and we saw each other before and after school and she drove me back and forth as well which was fun because that usually resulted in somebody getting their genitals licked or sucked on.

Gym class was odd to say the least. Because of the school's new policies regarding transgendered kids I was gently approached by a counsiler on my first day of school and offered the option of taking gym with the boys, or with the girls or alternate or I could even skip gym altogether if I was not comfortable with the idea. Well I liked gym up until my surgery and despite the verbal abuse at the beginning I still liked gym activities and having recently acquired a taste for being in situations where people might laugh at me or ridicule my gender or sexuality I told her that I kind of liked the idea of taking both boys and girls gym and asked if I could do both not just alternate but go two days a week for each. Since I had study hall twice a week she was able to reschedule me and so I was now set to have two days of girls gym class and two days of boys gym class.

The next day I entered the boys locker room in a short pleated skirt, pink blouse and heals etc and of course I got the ridicule I had begun to crave. My little clit stood up erect and happy to be laughed at. I stripped naked and put on my pink jock strap, and my boy's gym uniform (that I had died pink that summer) and participated as before. That first day we did archery and I aced it since that was one of my better activities and I had my own bow and target and practiced all summer.

When it came time to shower the coach said I was excused from the showers but I told him I stunk from sweat and needed a shower and asked if he was prohibiting me. He said he was protecting me but if I wanted a shower he would shoo away the boys so I could and I said I expected to take a shower like everyone else and wanted no special treatment. He caved. Of course the real reason was I wanted to be seen by the boys and hoped for some delicious ridicule. I was not disappointed. I was called every sexually derogatory word they could think of and my clit stayed hard the whole time. I was even groped by one really cute senior when nobody else was looking. He grabbed my crotch and told me I was a very pretty whore and should suck him off. I told him that I didn't want to get him into trouble so arranged to give him a blow job in the woods behind the school after school. Since Jen had cheerleader practice and I had art club I skipped art club and met Mike out in the woods. I wasn't sure how things would go but all he did was unzip and say "suck" and I dropped to my knees and worshipped Mikes yummy cock with my throat. He fucked my mouth for a while and filled my throat with his sperm which I swallowed reverently. His cock was magnificent and I had been eyeballing it for the last few months the previous year in gym class. He was one of the boys who ridiculed my little clit but he seemed like he was doing it in a way to let me know that he wanted to get a closer look. He licked me for a while and told me I was really meant to be a girl. I said I was bi but mostly lesbian and had never sucked cock and wanted to do it at least once to see what it was like. I said I liked it but I wasn't going to leave Jen. He said he understood but asked if he could have an occasional blow job since I did a particularly good job and I agreed.

I sucked a few more guys that year but mostly I just stayed with Jen. She caught me kissing a boy in October and I thought she would be mad but she said it was hot watching me kiss a guy but said don't do it unless she was around to watch so I agreed.

I still cheated on her a few times and confessed to her half those occasions and she started to get into bondage and S&M and tied me up and spanked me as punishment on those occasions when I confessed to cheating on her but I never cheated on her with another girl. I didn't have to. Jen was already the prettiest and nicest girl I ever saw or met and it was only my newly developed craving for sucking cock that made me cheat.

The summer after Jen graduated we pretty much went insane with the bondage and discipline thing. She tied me up and flogged and whipped me a lot. tortured my balls threatening to cut them off and turn me into a real girl which she did playfully of course and it turned me on to no end. She sucked on my nipples a lot to stimulate them. She even got a breast pump to pump them up and make them look like tits even if for just a few minutes at a time. As for me, I was fully into being her lesbian sex slave. What 14 year old boy wouldn't want to be the sex slave to a freshly graduated college bound sex goddess????????