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Desires

by Roy Ellison

Smashwords Edition

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Copyright 2019 Roy Ellison



I always wanted a cock.

There, I said it.

Ever since I was a little girl, I wanted to have a penis. It was just too fascinating. All the boys had one, and I always felt I lacked in that department. Now, don’t get me wrong. I didn’t want to be a boy. Just the dick was enough. Maybe it was the “pissing standing up” thing. Maybe it was the whole having something dangling to play with shebang.

I don’t know.

But for as long as I can remember, I always craved this. When I hit puberty, things got more intense. I became a woman, with breasts and a butt and everything, I had sexual desires, and I realized that the most important one was having a cock.

I did quite a bit of experimenting. I managed to find guys who were willing to let me try out a strap-on with them. I have to admit, I liked that. It was the second best thing. The guys would lie between my legs and suck my fake dick, I would shove it into their assholes and give them a good hammering. Some would let me do that more than once.

I also experimented with girls. Of course. Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m not a lesbian. Actually, I’m starting to believe that I might not have a normal sexuality. I think that I don’t much care who I am fucking as long as I can do it with my cock.

One day, I had my first revelation. It was amazing.

I watched some porn with a friend of mine, a very butch lesbian that shared my appreciation for strap-ons. Ulrike! A tall, rough girl with freckles and blue eyes. We didn’t fuck much, but we liked to masturbate together, usually while watching some of the rougher porn.

Now, here’s the revelation. The movie we watched was the usual inane shit, but they had this huge bodybuilder woman with a rubber hood. She just turned up, her clit looking like a little dick. It was maybe an inch and a half long. But as she got it licked, it got erect.

In that moment, I decided that I wanted to be a bodybuilder.

Yeah, seriously. I kinda liked the look and the idea of getting my clit to grow bigger and bigger … Happily, Ulrike turned out to know a few people. She also showed me a few tricks at the gym. To be honest, I went in way too hard. I immediately started out with the full program, completely overdoing it at first. I’m just happy I didn’t get hurt. I did end up being very sore for weeks, but it soon started paying off.

You see, I trained hard from day one, I picked the toughest diet and I started using gear as soon as possible.

Damn, did that give me a push! You couldn’t imagine it. I went from flabby and unsexy to hard in under a year. I just pushed and pushed, forcing myself to change. I wanted this so much, it fucked up the rest of my life.

I alienated a lot of my friends, I lost my job and Ulrike really suffered. When I lost my temper, I would explode in a rage and just fight anybody. Poor girl! I guess she must have liked it in a way. She just kept getting me more of the stuff, even coming to shoot me up.


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