" Well I don't. I can't. Look at you, you're not my daughter, you are my son." Not any more." What?" Yes, that. I'm fully female now. I have been sinc... last month. I didn't have the 'flu', I was in a clinic in Denmark." Surgery?" No, something new. Something basically painless and ever so much more complete. I wasn't lying before. I am female now. I had my first period last week." You can have children?" Yes." But I thought transgendered women couldn't." Mother, I am no longer TG I am GG down. I got in a cab to the male strip club. It was in the gay part of town. Open to all but most of the clientele were men, either with buddies or alone and some nervous and eager like me. It was widely known for having the most well-endowed talent of all the local clubs. I must have stuck out with my big eyes staring at everyone's junk with a sizeable bulge building. There was one bachelorette party that seemed to be winding down. All of us who weren't regulars were febrile with the buzz of. “This how you fuck a bitch.” He told me, “This is the only way they like it, long, thick and hard.”“Oh yes, that feels so good, fuck me Dom, fuck me.”Dee hadn’t touched me at all throughout this process. My cock was rearing and I would feel it banging against her face and she was pushed up and down the bed. But she was enjoying herself too much without it. “Oh yes Dom, I’m cumming, don’t stop, don’t stop!”“Arrgghh, yes, I’m cumming.” Dee then ripped into a huge orgasm and in her excitement. I was wearing boxers and a t-shirt and she was wearing her dressing gown, having just had a bath. She was certainly attractive but not acting terribly sexy or seductive. Mum sat down next to me on the sofa, sort of sighed and laid her head on my shoulder. Since we are a "touchy-feely" family this did not seem unusual at all, and we had been touching with each other for a few weeks now.By now my cock was hard and throbbing in my pants. I took her hand and gently laid it over my erection. Her.