His is Hers

For Timmy, Tammy's male X-Changed being, It's pretty easy. Go to Patrick's closet and pick out slacks, shirt, socks, runners, etc. He's good to go after a facial shave with Tammy's girl razor (Ouch!) and a quick hair brushing. So much easier with this short hair!

For you, the fresh fucked fox, Patty, It's a bit different. After a shower in which you used Patrick's man razor on your legs and armpits you dry off and lotion up. "That's better." You acknowledge. You want to dress sexy as you are feeling horny, needing to get all you can from being your female self. You rule out a thong panty because of the possibility of leakage after being pumped full of Timmy's jizz. A cute pink bikini style with a liner is your choice of underwear beneath a short faded blue denim miniskirt. A beige T-shirt bra topped by a pink tank top finishes the ensemble. Brushing out your long blond hair takes a while as does a light touch up of your make up. "I heard this stuff is made out of bat shit." You tell Timmy as you apply some mascara. "What?" Timmy's doubt goes unanswered. You smile.

You enter the mall hand in hand leading Timmy to the food court, place your order and take your seats. "I'm going to that salon after we eat." You tell Timmy. "Ok." Timmy says, "I'll hang out in our favorite women's clothing store until you come out." "That'll look weird." You admonish. "Take a look in a mirror you handsome stud!" Timmy responds, "Oh yeah. I guess I would look out of place in there. I'll go into the sporting goods store instead." He says. "That's more like it." You encourage.

After finishing lunch you kiss Timmy and head to the salon. Timmy does the dishes by dumping your food containers in the trash can and lazily strolls to the sporting goods store. Once inside the salon, A pretty woman greets you, "Hello. How may I help you?" You reply, "I want my ears pierced and my nails done." The woman leads you to a chair and says, "This will only take a minute."

Meanwhile, Tamm..uh..Timmy is feeling a bit intimidated in the fishing section of the store when a cute brown haired girl with freckles waits on him. "Looking for something special today?" Timmy answers, "Where could I take my girlfriend to catch a fish today?" The young lady's eyes light up, "You are such a romantic!" Not knowing about whether she was being sincere about that, "I am?" Timmy questions. "We have a test pond that is stocked. We have a couple of new models of rod and reel combos that are untested. You put down a $75 deposit refundable upon return of the equipment and submission of a report on line. I'll give you directions and a ticket that opens the gate." She offers. "That sounds wonderful!" Timmy responds. While the clerk rings up the transaction and gets the equipment, she explains that you must release the fish you catch back into the pond immediately. Timmy pays up and takes the gear and the directions and heads to the salon to meet you.

Good timing as You are just leaving the salon with new pierced ear studs and a pink gel nail job. "Cute!" Timmy compliments. "C'mon." He commands. "We're going fishin'." "OK." You're on board with the "date."

At the pond, you both struggle with the learning curve on the equipment but after some time you get the hang of it and help Timmy get it. You both catch and release a couple of fish before deciding that you've had enough fishing fun. You place your fishing pole on the ground and reach for Timmy's which he relinquishes and you put it down and stretch up to kiss him. "Thank you for this fun outing." You resume kissing and slip your right hand down his pants, grabbing his meat with your skinny pink tipped fingers. Timmy responds by unbuckling and unzipping. "I got one!" You excitedly exclaim. "Oh look. It's a one eyed trouser trout!" As you pull his hardening pecker out of his boxer briefs and slip it between your pink lip stick coated lips and begin to suck him off. It's not long before Timmy is fucking your throat. He holds your head close as he shoots hot sticky cum down your esophagus. You get a good taste of it as he pulls back and exits your mouth. You swallow and smile up at him, knowing that you are doing your best to satisfy your lover. This is making you wet down there.

Timmy recovers and gets the gear in one hand while you, Patty, take him by the other and suggest, "Let's go get beers!" On the way to Ride 'em Willy's, Timmy stops at the sporting goods store to turn in the equipment. The cute brown haired girl with the freckles fetches Timmy's refund and asks him, "How'd it go?" Timmy answers, "Great!" She continued, "What about the equipment?" Timmy happily reported, "Everything worked just fine!" She responded, "I saw that!" She smiled. "Oh, by the way, we have about twenty security cameras out there because we don't want poachers. I'm sure you saw the signs about them posted on the gate." Timmy embarrassingly replied with a meek, "no." as he turned to head for the door, red faced. "Later stud." The girl bids.

At the bar you get a couple of house draft beers and go to a booth. "Wow!" Timmy says, "The store caught that blow job on their security cameras!" You reply, "Cool! Now we're porn stars! Let's dance."

After several beers and a pizza and who knows how many dances, Timmy checks his phone. "Almost 10 O'clock." He announces. "10 O'clock!" you wide eyedly respond. "It's almost time for us to change back!" You worriedly explain. "Quick. Follow me." You command, pulling Timmy by the hand. You burst into the ladies room. Luckily, its empty. "What are the odds of that?" You think as you push Timmy into a stall and you enter the next one. "Quick, get undressed before we change, and hand your clothes over to me. I'll hand you mine." As soon as you are both naked and holding each others clothes, you both sit down and wait. "Thank you for the great day!" you tell Timmy. "Thank you for being my girlfriend." He replied. Just then it began and soon it was over. You, Patty, were now Patrick and Timmy was once again Tammy. By the time you both had dressed, a few women had entered. A couple of them emptied their bladders and left while a couple stayed, fussing with their hair and make up. The two of you exited your stalls and those women were not happy to see you. "What are you doing in here?" They protested. Before you could say anything, Tammy told them, "It's ok. She's a lesbian." Then she whisked you out of the women's bathroom and out of the bar before those chicks could sick their men on you.

Driving home, Tammy said, "Wow that was close!" You said, "Yeah, we need to be more careful next time." Tammy then said, "Well, before then, I need to feel your hot, hard cock inside me.