I sat in front of my computer and started surfing transgendered sites when I came across an article on psychiatrists specializing in cross-dressers, transvestites, and transsexuals. Some of their treatments included a psychological evaluation, hormone therapy, group sessions, and preoperative assistance. The mail order hormones I was taking were having some positive effects, but I read there were better and safer hormone medicines available by prescription. also really wanted to get some breast implants. Mom’s recent letter of approval and Bill’s acceptance had broken any remaining barriers to me becoming Joann permanently. After some further research, I located a Doctor less than an hour away.The next morning I called and made an appointment for the end of the week. On Friday, I soaked in the bathtub while I shaved my whole body and rubbed lotion on my arms, legs, ass, and stomach. I put on a pair of bikini cut panties, padded bra, and an above the knee one-piece dress. My toenails and fingernails were already polished. I put on my make-up, combed my hair, and sprayed an ever so slight wisp of perfume on my neck.I arrived at the Doctor’s office a few minutes early. It was in a very professional medical office complex. The receptionist was friendly and polite as she asked me to have a seat in the waiting room to fill out some forms. When she called my name, I walked over toward her desk where I was greeted by a man who looked to be about thirty years old, “How are you today? My name is Doctor Franklin Smith. Follow me.”I responded, “Thank you. My name is Joann. I’m glad to meet you.” We walked down the hall and into his office. Although he had a large desk on one side, we sat in two large comfortable chairs on the other side. Doctor Franklin looked over the information on the forms I filled out, and then looked at me for a good long minute.Finally, he said, “Well Joann, you’re a very beautiful woman. You look quite comfortable sitting here. How long have you been dressing like this?”I spent the next thirty minutes answering his questions and telling him about my life, so far, as a cross-dresser. He was correct about me being comfortable. I wasn’t at all nervous and enjoyed talking about the past few years of my life.Then he asked, “Why are you here today? What are you expecting from this visit?”With little need to think, I immediately answered, “I want to become Joann permanently. I want professional hormone therapy. I want breast implants. I want you to tell me I’m not a weirdo. Maybe you can help me with my occasional confusion.”“It is my job to determine you are committed to this decision before prescribing any medication or referring you to a surgeon. In the short time we have talked, I find you to be well centered in your desire and well adjusted in your actions so far. Since you’re already on hormones, I will give you a prescription to assure your safety. I want you to continue visiting me so I can monitor their effect on you. Given your current attitude, I can probably refer you to a surgeon for implants in a few months.”He wrote me a prescription and instructed me to make another appointment with his receptionist before leaving. He finished our visit with, “You’re not a weirdo, your probably one of the most focused patients I have met and you can depend on me to help you sort through your confusion.” I never felt better about being Joann.I couldn’t wait to get home to tell Sis about my visit. She was as excited about the Doctor’s evaluation as I was. I think it made her feel better about her involvement in my transition over the years. She also reminded me that she and Michelle were going with me to my first soccer game on Monday evening.As usual, Sunday night I laid kumköy escort bayan out an outfit for after the game Monday. Since Michelle and Mandy were going to be there, I picked out a tight pair of jeans, a white blouse with a tight midriff, my special panty girdle, and a black padded bra that would show through the blouse a little. This would be appropriate for going out to a nice place after the game. I packed everything in my bag along with body lotion and a pair of three-inch heeled sandals.Monday afternoon, I put on my game uniform over a full coverage bra and panty with self sticking breast forms. Michelle and Sis were waiting in the living room. We took Sis’ car and she drove the three of us to the soccer complex. I couldn’t believe the reception we received when we pulled into the parking lot. The girls came over to the car as we got out. Most of them kissed and hugged all three of us telling Mandy and Michelle how happy they were to see them at our game. I was amazed how much better most of them looked and their new found confidence.I took Michelle and Sis around to the spectator area before going to the locker room to get ready for the game. I introduced them to Donny, who was already there waiting for the game to start. In the locker room, June gave us our position assignments and a pep talk. After a short warm-up, we started the game. The other team had more non-passable gurls than our team. They looked like our team did before the pajama party.At first, I expected they would play better than us, due to their masculine look. However, we played as a team, out passing them in a cooperative and confident effort. We beat them five to one, including my three goals. At the end of the game, we all hugged each other. Several of the girls on the other team complimented us on our convincing looks, some even questioning our gender. Two of them squeezed my ass when we hugged.June suggested we go to the bar on the lake to celebrate winning our first game of the season. She invited all of the spectators on our side to join us. I went to shower, dressed, and did my hair and make-up. Chrissy and I walked out front to join the gang to ride to the bar. There must have been around thirty of us. We took the entire upper deck. Chrissy sat with Sis, Michelle, and me. I noticed a few of the guys standing around, so I invited Donny to sit at our table next to me. I couldn’t resist rubbing his leg with my hand. We kept looking at each other. I was longing for him.After a few hours of drinking and talking, the party started to break up. Sis winked her eye at me and said, “Why don’t you invite Donny over for a nightcap. What do you think Donny?”He replied, “I’d like that.”I put my arms around him and gave him a big kiss before saying, “Take me away, stud.” Everybody at the table laughed. I stood up, taking Donny’s hand, leading him to his car. As he started driving toward my house, I rubbed his leg moving up to his crotch. I felt like a naughty girl on a school night. I looked into his eyes and declared, “I’m getting horny, baby. How about you?” He smiled and stepped down on the accelerator.We got home before Michelle and Sis, going directly to my bedroom. I was pulling Donny’s clothes off as we walked. I pushed him down on my bed and pulled his pants and boxers off. His dick was already hardening, at least as hard as Donny gets. I licked the pre-cum that was starting to ooze out before wrapping my lips around his tip. I moved my head down until his dick was at the back of my mouth. Then I pulled up so I could lick the tip some more. I so loved giving Donny a blow job. His dick is quite large, yet never gets completely hard. It easily slides in kumköy escort my mouth with no pain when I deep throat him. Suddenly, I hear, “Can I watch? Pretty, pretty, please.” It was clearly Michelle’s voice.I looked up at Donny with an inquisitive look. He said, “Okay.” I resumed bobbing down preparing to take him into my throat. On the third downward move, I silently said “Ahhh,” opening my throat for penetration as I forced his shaft in. He let out a little moan as my lips reached his balls.Michelle said, “Damn Jo, that’s amazing. I can’t believe you swallowed his entire cock. I can actually see it moving in your throat. That’s so hot.”I needed to come up for air so I pulled up. There was a string of pre-cum between my lips and the tip of his dick. I took a few breaths and went back down. This time I moved up and down the length of his shaft as I forced his dick to fuck my throat. On my second time up for air, I could see Michelle watching and rubbing between her legs. I went down, again, taking Donny into my throat for the third time in succession. When I came up the third time, I could see Michelle was naked from the waist down. I was trying to ignore her since she was distracting my throat fucking.The next thing I knew, she had climbed on top of Donny and was sitting on his face while facing me. I continued to swallow his dick followed by licking the tip of its pre-cum. The alcohol consumption by the three of us was prolonging any orgasms. I must have sucked his dick for over thirty minutes.Michelle made the first move as she started moaning out loudly. She had her hands on my head and was pushing it down on Donny’s dick. I could hear Donny’s muffled sounds, as she was almost smothering him, pushing her pussy into his mouth as she let loose with her orgasm. She continued to hold my head as she watched me consume his dick over and over, again.Then, it was Donny’s turn. He started moaning and squeezing Michelle’s legs since it was the only thing he could reach. She, in turn, pushed my head down forcing his dick down my throat as he shot his first load straight into my stomach. His recoil from his first gusher pulled his dick back far enough to fill my mouth with his second load. However, she was still pushing my head down so his dick went back into my throat for his last two loads. I had to push my head up to get some air and found myself face to face with Michelle. She watched as I opened my mouth, full of cum, to take a breath of air. Then, I closed my mouth, holding my head back a little, as I swallowed my mouthful of cum.Michelle immediately responded, “You are the hottest girl I know, Jo.” She gave me a kiss on the lips before climbing off of Donny. As I slid off the bed and stood up, still in my jeans and blouse, Michelle said, “I’m going to see what Mandy is up to. I think you wore out Donny.”After a few minutes, Donny sat up on the bed saying, “Michelle is right, Jo, you are the hottest. I hope you don’t mind, but I have to go to work early in the morning.”“Not a problem,” I replied as I helped him get dressed before sending him off. As I returned to my bedroom, I stripped off my clothes and put on a baby doll nightie. Then I walked into the bathroom to pee. Michelle walked in while I was sitting on the toilet. Both bathroom doors were always left open between our bedrooms since Mom moved out.“I think Mandy had too much to drink,” declared Michelle, “She’s sleeping like a baby. I don’t recall you getting off tonight. Can I help you with that?”As I stood up and pulled my sheer lacy panties up, I replied, “You don’t have to do that.”“I know I don’t have to, I want to. You and Mandy are my best friends. I enjoy you both in so many escort kumköy ways. Let’s go in your bedroom and let me take care of you.” She took my hand and led me to my bed. I laid on the bed on my back. She pulled my nightie up and my panties down. Then she sat on the side of the bed, leaned her head down, and put my little dick in her mouth. She put one of her hands under my balls, pushing them up into her mouth as she took it all into her mouth. I doubt it was a mouthful for her, but it did make them quite warm. I could feel her tongue moving all over my shaft and balls. Michelle could always make my dick hard.She pulled her head up and said, “Why don’t you fuck my ass? I know it’ll make you feel good. You know you’re the only one I’ve ever let do that to me.” She pushed me to the side of the bed, as she laid on her stomach with her legs spread wide open. I rolled over on top of her with my knees between her legs and my hands on the bed holding up my body. She had a beautiful ass. It wasn’t at all flabby and her cheeks were naturally separated so her little rosebud was fully exposed.I aimed my dick with my pelvis to rub the tip around her pussy lips. She was wet as hell providing me with some lubrication. I pulled up a little, feeling the tip following the crack of her ass, until I felt her anal opening. I pushed forward penetrating her easily. It felt like an oven. I started swiveling my hips in and out of her. It didn’t take long before I was ready to explode. I let my weight down on her as I moved my hands from the bed to her tits. This was my favorite position when I was getting fucked up the ass. I gave one last push as I blew my load into her ass. Then I just held her tight as I could feel the last of my cum pumping out. My mouth was on the back of her neck.I softly whispered, “Thank you, Michelle, I needed that.” We stayed in that position for a while. I could feel my little dick shrink until it just fell out of her ass. I could feel my cum dripping from her hole onto my balls. She moved her body down a little forcing my soft cum drenched dick and balls into her crack making us both a sticky mess. Then she pulled her legs together and rolled us onto our sides. We fell asleep with me spooning her until morning.The next evening, I was surfing the internet, as I often do, when I came across an ad for a cross-dressing club. It was in the city. They helped their clients dress and prepare for an evening at their sponsored social event. It sounded interesting and was only a three-hour ride. There was an event on Friday, so I signed up. It was a little ironic as I would have to dress as Joseph to become Joann, again. But, I wanted to see what it was all about. I could work late on Thursday and take the whole day off on Friday.I started my day on Friday searching for some old Joseph clothes. It seemed like forever since I dressed as a man. I found a pair of dress pants, a button down shirt, a pair of men’s shoes and socks, and a pair of white briefs. I packed a bag with some of Joann’s outfits since the web site offered the option of bringing, buying, or renting female clothing. In another touch of irony, I had to sneak outside to the car in Joseph’s clothes as the neighborhood only knew Joann now.The three hour drive got me to the city a little before my one o’clock appointment. The building was an old storefront with only the building number to identify it. There was a receptionist at a desk who was clearly a cross-dresser. She gave me a clipboard with papers to fill out and directed me to an adjoining room with several partitioned counters and seats. It was certainly discreet.After completing the forms, I walked back to the desk and gave them to the receptionist. The last form had all of the options: dressing, shaving, lessons, club, and hotel room. She totaled up the options, then, told me it would be $350.00. She said most of their clients preferred to pay cash, but they also took credit cards. A hostess would show me around before I was expected to pay.