Frisky Bunny
Really Experienced
- Joined
- Jan 10, 2004
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I consider myself to be a part-time cross dresser (the rest of the time, I’m just a hot-blooded horny male.) Some of you may be aware of the special relationship I have with Carolyn, my inflatable stepdaughter. (If you’re not, then that’s another story on another thread.) For the past few weeks it’s been not just Carolyn, but also her friends, who have been providing me with my stimulation.
You see they’re at that age now. The age when they have to start worrying about becoming a woman and the associated visits to the doctor. Of course they’re all a bit worried and nervous by this prospect but Carolyn and I seem to have come to the ultimate solution. To save the embarrassment of visiting the gynecologist, my stepdaughter asked me to help her with her routine examination. Of course, I was only too willing to help, and she trusts me completely, especially since our relationship has recently become much more personal.
Little was I to know that my step-daughter told her friends and it wasn’t long before they were all coming to me for their examinations rather the their own gynecologists. I think the fact that I was dressed as a woman helped ease their nerves a bit. Carolyn’s friends were always very comfortable with the way I dressed and they saw a me as a sort of motherly figure for them – to help them though their change into womanhood. That always seemed to put them at ease.
So this is the story of one of Carolyn’s friends, and her first ‘examination’. When she first came to me she was very shy. She knocked at the door and entered my room. I was immediately awestruck. She had just finished school and was wearing her tight blue T-shirt, short skirt (very short!) and her cute little white ankle socks. Her short blonde hair made her look every bit as innocent as she really was. I gulped as she entered my room and tried to hide my arousal.
You see they’re at that age now. The age when they have to start worrying about becoming a woman and the associated visits to the doctor. Of course they’re all a bit worried and nervous by this prospect but Carolyn and I seem to have come to the ultimate solution. To save the embarrassment of visiting the gynecologist, my stepdaughter asked me to help her with her routine examination. Of course, I was only too willing to help, and she trusts me completely, especially since our relationship has recently become much more personal.
Little was I to know that my step-daughter told her friends and it wasn’t long before they were all coming to me for their examinations rather the their own gynecologists. I think the fact that I was dressed as a woman helped ease their nerves a bit. Carolyn’s friends were always very comfortable with the way I dressed and they saw a me as a sort of motherly figure for them – to help them though their change into womanhood. That always seemed to put them at ease.
So this is the story of one of Carolyn’s friends, and her first ‘examination’. When she first came to me she was very shy. She knocked at the door and entered my room. I was immediately awestruck. She had just finished school and was wearing her tight blue T-shirt, short skirt (very short!) and her cute little white ankle socks. Her short blonde hair made her look every bit as innocent as she really was. I gulped as she entered my room and tried to hide my arousal.
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