This is a story I wrote a few years ago, and completely forgot about. I'm thinking of continuing it if it gets any reaction.

I was a virgin before I met my girlfriend, mostly because of my crippling shyness. She is the reason I overcame both problems, and I have never loved anyone or anything as much as I love her. She is the gentlest person and most loving soul I have ever come across. We have tonnes in common, and she has helped me through some tough times, and been with me through journeys of self discovery. I couldn’t imagine living without her at this stage.

Now that that’s out of the way, how about a little background, please stay with me through it.
I was almost 18 when I met Lucy (I’m 20 now).I wasn’t, and am not anything to write home about in the looks department. No I’m not one of those shy kids from movies who is sexy as fuck, and is surprised when he gets the girl. No, I’m 6’ tall, and on the chubbier side with sandy brown hair and blue-grey eyes. Since this is a story about sex, I should tell you about my cock. It, like me, is nothing special, six by five inches. I have always been self conscious about my small flaccid size of three by two and a half inches. I manscape regularly and have a patch of dark brown pubes above my cock, with everywhere else bald. Now, to Lucy. As I describe her, I hope it becomes clear why I was so gob smacked when she showed an interest in me. She’s 5’4, with dark brown hair that she dyes black, creating the most striking and beautiful of contrasts with her pale skin. Her hair is short, almost as short as my own, with the sides shaved quite close, and longer on top. Her eyes are the most enchanting shade of green I have ever come across, and her smile could light up the saddest room in the world. Her breasts are the part of her body she wishes she could change, though it would break my heart to see the smallest alteration. She often says “I wish my boobs were bigger” or complains when trying on clothes that “I HAVE NO FUCKING TITS!”, referring to her b cup breasts, with the daintiest of pink nipples, the left one pierced. Her waist amazes me the most. It’s no smaller than that of any other petite girl, but how that is the case is a mystery to me when Lucy often eats me under the table at dinner. Her hips are shapely and womanly, with her thighs being slightly thicker than one might expect from such a petite girl. Her ass is her best asset. It’s big without being distracting, soft and supple while still being tight. If a shape had to be given it would be a mix between bubble and petite. Her vagina is petite like her. Her lips are not big and when she’s not aroused, there is barely any pink to be seen in the sea of milk white skin. She varies between having a thick forest of black pubes, to neat shapes to no pubes at all, depending on her mindset, or what she finds sexy any given month or week. My favourite stage is a week or two after she’s shaved a neat patch, and it gets a little out of control.
As well as her nipple, Lucy has her right eyebrow pierced, as well as several tattoos. She has a full sleeve tattoo on her left arm, the words ‘cunt’ and ‘fuck’ on her ankles, a skull on her left shoulder, and though I advised against it, my initials behind her ear.
She has a personal motto of hers tattooed under her right breast, a star at the back of her head, and a rebel alliance symbol on her left hand to the Empire symbol on my right.

The night we met, I was un-characteristically attending a party with school friends, and Lucy had been dragged there by a girl from my class. We both ended up sitting on the sofa while the rest mingled and joked. We got to talking, and I was very quiet at first, but as I got to know her, and as the booze kicked in I opened up. I learned that she was almost a year and a half older than me, that she was currently attending college, and that we liked much of the same music and a lot of the same movies. Before long I was dancing, and joking around with everyone. It turned out we didn’t live very far from each other so we shared a taxi home. After she added me on Facebook, we chatted a few times, but didn’t see each other again until another party. After that she asked me to go out with her to a nightclub with her and the rest is history (to me, anyway).

Now, background out of the way, let’s get to the present, or at least the recent past, where our story takes place. A few months ago, Lucy and I began renting an apartment together, close to the college that we both now attend. It was over the last few months living together that I fell more deeply in love with her, and I hope the same is true for her. We got to have sex a lot more often, not having to wait ‘til our respective parents were out, or be very quiet if they were not. I even lost some weight from the extra exercise. We were quite open with each other about our sexual excitements and fears, our turn-ons and offs, but one thing I had never expressed to her was my fascination with anal play. She told me that she liked it, and we had engaged in it (her ass, not mine), but I never told her I liked it. I had used a dildo myself a few times before we met, but nothing much. So we continued on with our shared turn-ons like bondage (we didn’t do that much), rough sex both regular and femdom (I liked it, but being a gentle person, it took a lot of getting used to for me to dominate her i.e. dirty talk, slapping, strangling, hair-pulling), deepthroat and others.

Last Saturday, we woke up to a dark and wet morning, the first in a very long time in what was a strangely warm and sunny summer. Even the humidity had gone and the morning was strangely chilly, not cold but not warm. I carefully slipped out of bed, so as not to wake Lucy, and skulked to the bathroom, the morning air refreshing on my naked skin. When I returned, Lucy was in the exact same position, lying on her side with her back to me. I climbed gently back in behind her and wrapped my arms around her. She moved her hand up and squeezed my arm softly. I kissed her shoulder and waited to see if she wanted to go back to sleep or have sex. When she moaned excessively in response to my kiss, I knew she didn’t want to sleep. I kissed her shoulder again, but this time let my lips linger and slowly slid my hand up her stomach to her boobs. Her hand moved behind my head to ruffle my hair as I began to nibble on Lucy’s shoulder, and gently massage her right nipple. When she started to gasp and her hand moved from my hair to my ass, I began my trek towards her vagina. Her fingers tightened and dug into my ass cheek, as I passed her navel. I rubbed her nipple ever so slightly harder as I neared her cunt. My hand glided over her smooth pubic mound that she’d had waxed the day before for bikini weather that had clearly ended as quickly as it began. Her clitoris seemed far away as my hand moved, and eventually a slight dip was all I felt before more skin. I pressed my hand down slightly and couldn’t help but snap my arm away. My mouth withdrew from her shoulder and I mouthed silently “what the fuck?”. Lucy started and looked at me. “What is it, hun?” she asked me, wondering what had happened. I couldn’t manage to get the words out. “Y…You…..You have a …….” I stammered, gesturing her to look. She tossed the blanket off and moved to sit up. As she moved a dick flopped from one thigh to the other, and upon seeing it, Lucy screamed, and dove back against the headboard, her new cock swinging up and then flopping back down. She looked at me as the tears filled her eyes and streamed down her face. I reached out and pulled her in to my arms. Her cock bounced and settled against my leg as she threw her arms around me and sobbed on my chest.

After a few hours of crying, and me doing my best to console her, we decided to go to the doctor. “How could this happen?” “How is that even possible” and “why me” were some of the highlights of the day. Lucy asked me for tips on how to hide it as she tried to find something to wear. I told her I never tried to hide my dick. Understandably, she didn’t like my attempt at levity. When we went to the doctor, he seemed almost as distressed by it as Lucy. At first he didn’t believe it, and angrily accused us of trying to hoax him. When Lucy gave him the number of her gynaecologist to confirm her gender, the doctor’s face was as pale as a paper plane in a snowstorm. He examined her and asked her questions, but he couldn’t wrap his mind around how someone’s physiology could change, literally overnight. He said that this kind of thing doesn’t happen outside of amphibians, insects and micro organisms. He said he’d organize a meeting with some other doctors, scientists and biologists. He took some blood and told us not to go to the hospital, since it seemed she was in no danger of injury and to avoid media attention that the situation would certainly attract.

On the car ride home, Lucy was angry that she had to go home with no answers. Her eyes were red, but it seemed she had run out of tears. When we got home, we lay on the bed and hugged it out for over and hour, not saying anything, just holding each other. When Lucy finally stirred, it was to go to the bathroom. (She told me later of how she forgot that she had a penis. She remembered what she was upset about, but I don’t know, people are weird). She said she was confused about how to pee, and how hard she found it to aim. I laugh now as I think back. When I realized she had been gone for over ten minutes I got worried. I walked to the bathroom, and looked in to see her standing naked in front of the mirror, evaluating her situation and assessing her new appendage. The sadness had faded slightly from her face, though she still looked distraught. I couldn’t help but address, in my mind, the elephant in the room, she was bigger than me. This was the first time I was calm enough to take note of what exactly Lucy’s new dick looked like. It looked from here, to be over seven inches long, though very thin, maybe three and a quarter inches around. Her foreskin covered the head completely, like mine, but it seemed like there was a little more there than on mine. Her testicles, didn’t hang in the cool air. They were tight to her body, her scrotum wrinkled as mine gets. I couldn’t help but compare every aspect of her to me. It hung low on her small frame and was completely soft. Maybe her brain didn’t rewire and she can’t get hard I thought to myself.
“This is so fuckin’ weird” she said, never taking her eyes away from herself in the mirror. She must have noticed me leaning against the doorframe, “It feels just like my vagina, but on the outside”
I couldn’t help but engage in wonder at what the change must be like. “ Have you pulled back your foreskin at all yet?” I blurted out, genuinely wondering. “No” she replied, biting her lip and never looking away from herself. All of the anger from earlier had gone. “I don’t…….I’m afraid to touch it” she said with a childlike smile.
“Why?” I asked with an equally innocent smile. She moved her hand toward her groin, stopping and pulling away several times as she got close. “Go on!” I jeered, faking anger. She looked at me and made a face before reaching down and taking it in her hand. She picked it up and moved her hand around on it. I walked slowly closer to her, maybe to try help acquaint her, maybe to feel it myself, when she looked back at me with an excited face. “Get yours out” she said before returning her gaze to the mirror. Slightly taken aback, but not wanting to upset her again, I did as she asked. I felt, for the first time since we met, a sense of embarrassment as I pulled out my three inch flaccid penis. Hers was over twice as long and over an inch thicker. I hid my shame away, not wanting Lucy to see it, and not wanting to face it. I pulled my jeans and underwear off and my t-shirt to join her naked, beside the mirror. The view was the most surreal I have ever seen or imagined. Me, a big dude my cock tiny, and next to me my beloved girlfriend, petite and utterly feminine with an eight inch cock hanging more than halfway down her thighs. Her smile was one of elation as she held her cock by the base, jiggling, shaking and swinging it, getting more accustomed to it with each second. The novelty of the whole thing enlivened her, and her normal, bubbly personality was shining through. As my cock began to grow, my suspicions deepened about her not being able to gain an erection. When Lucy noticed my dick getting hard and starting to stand more and more at attention, her smile widened even more. “You motherfucker!” she said, smiling “You’re enjoying this whole mess aren’t you?”
My face began to flush, but I couldn’t let her outwit me “You are too, by the looks of it” I taunted, gesturing to the smile on her face. She smiled even more intensely, and went back to fiddling with her cock. When after a few minutes, she still hadn’t pulled back the foreskin, I volunteered to help. “Here….” I said, Positioning myself behind her. I rested my chin on her shoulder and reached down, taking her hand and her cock in my hands, looking like I may have been giving her golf lessons. As I took control of her hand, I could feel her looking at me. She kissed my cheek and started looking down again. I told her that her grip was too loose around her cock, and that It wasn’t “gonna break”. I saw her smile in the mirror, and she whispered in my ear, “Here, you show me what to do” as she took her hand away. I threw my fingers around the shaft like I’d usually grab my own cock and said “like this”. She giggled silently. I started to whip her cock and shake it. Moving my free hand down to her ballsack, I said “It feels good to hold both. Doesn’t it?” She nodded, biting her lip. I could feel her cock thickening in my hand and getting stiffer. My suspicions were put to bed and my illusions shattered. She could get hard. . “Now, let’s see what’s hiding under there” I said sliding my hand up to her sheathed head. I wiggled my finger tip on the tip of her loose skin, before gently pulling it back. Lucy gasped with pain and stopped me with her hand. “It hurts. You’re not supposed to pull it back that far” she said. “Look who’s the expert all of a sudden” I joked. “I’ll try it again, and if it won’t go pack we’ll have to try something else”. I put my finger and thumb on her head again, and slowly pulled back, getting slightly farther before she stopped me again. “It has to come back” I said, kissing her shoulder. Just then, I got a bright idea. “Here….” I said, pulling away from her, and falling to my knees.

Lucy bit her lip again. “Really?” she asked. “Why not” I answered “I love you, Luce, and right now, this is you. We might as well try something new while we can”. She ran her fingers through my hair and suddenly, I felt feminised, not in a negative sense but a positive. I picked up her cock, more gently than before, and it sprang softly as it hardened. I slipped it in my mouth, and just like that, the first blowjob I have ever given began. I wrapped my lips around her cock, behind the head, her skin tasted sweet on my tongue. I opened my mouth and moved forward, letting her long, thin cock fall in to my mouth, until it rested against my throat and my nose touched her crotch. Having a very week gag reflex and having practiced deepthroat with dildos myself, I easily overcame the desire to gag. I felt it twitch in my mouth as her cock slowly went from semi to hard. I pulled my head back and her cock slipped out, now slick with saliva. I flicked the end of her foreskin with my tongue, and slowly started to pull it back again. When I got it to where I stopped last time, I popped her dick in my mouth and licked all around her exposed head. The more I licked, the more her foreskin slid back over her head that was now turning red, until it popped back and it was over. She smiled and sighed. Her cock was now completely hard, her cock head a dark shade of red, and oozing precum. Her cock had not gotten much longer, maybe an inch, but had gotten about two inches thicker. It stood straight out from her, with barely any curve. “Why don’t we measure it?” Lucy suggested, still in awe of the fact that she actually had a dick. I, not wanting to say no to her in this sensitive time, agreed. I told her to wait as I got the necessary tools. When I returned with a ruler and string, Lucy’s cock was soft again. I got on my knees again, and measured. 7.5”(19cm) long. With the loose piece of foreskin that hung off the end, it was nearly 8 inches. I wrapped the string around the middle of her shaft. 3.5”(8.8cm) thick. As I jerked her cock, arousing her and getting her hard, I told her how her girl cock, was nearly three times as long as mine, and almost twice as thick. It was even thicker than mine is long. She ran her tiny hands through my thick hair, as I done had many times before when the roles were reversed. I liked this reversal. A drop of precum fell from the head of her cock as it twitched, after reaching full erection,. The precum slowly dripped in a string to my thigh. I placed the ruler over her cock and measured. 8.3” (21) cm long. Again, I wrapped the string around the middle of her shaft and measured it out. 6.1”(15.5cm) thick. Her erect cock is two inches longer than mine and an inch thicker, but unlike mine, her foreskin doesn’t retract by itself when it’s hard.

When I was finished measuring, I stood up, and started to kiss her, all the while pulling back her foreskin, loosening it with each tug. I wrapped my arm around her waist and lifted her up, carrying her to the bedroom. I climbed on to the bed, gently placing Lucy under me. As I was kissing her, my cock rubbed against her asshole, and without much thought, I pushed it in. Lucy gasped, smiling through the pleasurable pain. I kissed and nibbled on her neck as I gently thrusted my cock in, adding an inch each time. She was almost unbearably tight. Her gasps grew louder, and soon turned to quiet moans. She dug her fingers in to my back, her nails leaving bright red lines. I could feel her soft cock against mine as I pulled out.
“I don’t think I’ve ever come like that before….” she said in a breathy, satisfied voice “ …never that hard”
“You never had a prostate before, and you never had a cock to shoot cum all over my chest before” I told her, sweetly.
“It was amazing” she sighed as her hand went from my chest to her cock resting on my legs. She rubbed her crotch, the wet sound of cum and precum filling the room. Her hand went back to my chest.
After a few minutes of silence, when she may or may not have been asleep, I whispered “Maybe next time you can make me cum like that”.