This is my story, believe it or not but it is true I tell you I do not lie.
A year ago today a magic genie granted me two wishes for freeing him from a collectors vintage 1950’s coke bottle that I found in my garbage can.
My first wish a trifle weird but I thought it carefully through with a plan and decided I’m gunna have a sex change and get into the groove of being man.
I’d figure a week aint long enough so for a whole month I will be a cool dude and document my life.
All of me will be masculine magnificence and I will be known as Ivan Stan.
Ivan for short I became, a man but still with my acutely female brain intact and a mighty eyeful of potential in my new groin.
Not bad looking and packing it in all the right places I headed for the city to experiment in my new birthday suit. I bought a scotch and coke, my favorite drink and grabbed a straw and took a sip holding it all dainty like.
I realized the error of my demeanor and quickly got my act together and that straw hit the deck and I threw down that drink and belched loudly and grinned and nodded at the bloke next to me slurping down his pint.
She sat next to me and coughed one of those “hello, notice me please” while leaning forward to ferret through her tortoiseshell bag so her cleavage bundled to the front and peeked a pert howdy-doo to me.
I so loved her bag and bit my lip as I nearly found these words escaping me” Where did you get that heavenly bag!” I realized that she had sized me up and was wriggling suggestively in her seat as her ‘Fuck Me Slowly’ cocktail slid down her throat.
Not really sure how my new mechanics worked I sensed it was time for a pee.
I gave her a wink glanced at her divine bag and headed for the gents. Well the smell…the smell!! My God don’t they clean these urinals?
Lucky for me I was alone for my very first man sized relief of yellow glee. Zipper down and a rather ridiculous amount of snake was in my hand and boy I can tell you it felt very strange. I jiggled it and said out loud “Oh look I’m not circumcised!” and from one of the cubicles some bloke yelled out “Yippee!”
© K S Hardy 2009