A girl named Anna

After I got out of the shower, I went to the bathroom. Then I stood in front of the mirror. Today was my birthday. I was eighteen years old. I didn’t know my life was going to change. That’s the way to tell.

I stood in front of the mirror and enjoyed myself. I have a good, milky complexion. The cat-eye shape of my eyes on my round face attracted everyone’s attention. Then, a little bit of wet hair on my wide forehead framed my face. Threaded eyebrows added more beauty to my eyes.

My nose was a little long, which increased its beauty. I had some thick lips that were always there, no need to apply lipstick. My neck was a little slimmer, and you could see the bonnet. And then, I had a beautiful body color. I put the towel on my chest and tied it around my waist.

I was waiting for my breasts to grow. Both breasts were 34C in size. My breasts and nipples were pink. My body was thin, but not overweight.

I took hold of both hands and looked at them. A few strands of hair were starting to fall out, but there was no black hair.

There should be a good lump in the stomach, like a movie actress. On the outside of the towel, the cotton hairs on my waist got wet and went inside the towel.

I turned around and took off my hat. My outer edges were good. The part of my spine that was shrinking ended just above the joint gap. In a good, round shape, both buttocks were protruding. Both legs were slightly curved. When I touched one of them, it stopped. Beauty is something that every man craves.

I turned around and grabbed my breasts. Oh, it’s impossible to tell. It’s like a cold feeling above. That was my first experience. Then, the fine, smooth hairs remained till the middle of my chin. I had beautiful hair without any frizz.

I saw myself when I held my nipple with some force. Yes, I was standing between my legs with force.

Yes, my penis. It was standing in the air like a wire, trembling. This was the first time I had seen it like this.

I quickly took out a scale and measured it. It was two inches longer than I had seen it a year ago; now it was seven inches, and it was the same size. I couldn’t wrap my thumb and middle finger around it. It was that big.

I saw it with such force now. When I pressed it up against my stomach, it reached above my navel. It was so hot.

I hugged myself and looked at myself in the mirror. Yes, I was a perfect girl. I let go and looked in the mirror again. No, I was a man. Yes, a boy named Anna.

Yes, I am a shemale. To everyone who looks at me, I am a woman. But if you look at my bare waist, I’m a ‘shemale.’

My name is Ann Maria. My family and college friends call me ‘Annamma’ and ‘Anna.’ But only my family knows that I’m a shemale. No one outside knows.

When I was born, the doctor told my dad and mom that they were happy because I was a boy. Although I looked like a boy, when I grew up, my hormones would be more like a girl’s. So, when I grew up, I would have the nature and body of a girl.

So, if I was raised as a boy, the child would have many bad experiences from society later. Although my family was worried at first, they raised me as a girl.

With my birth, my mom and dad moved house and settled where I am now. I also have a sister. She is really a girl.

We were in Pala in our hometown and now live in Kochi. Everyone in my family loves me very much. There is no discrimination. They raised us both like gold.

My sister is also good to me. She loved me like a sister. We were better friends than brothers.

Dad works as a manager in a company in Bangalore. His name is Johnny. My mother, Molly, is a fashion designer. I am studying in the first year of my degree, B.Com.

My sister, Amia, is studying in the third year of her degree, B.Com. She is 20 years old. At home, I am called ‘Anna,’ and my sister is called ‘Ammu.’ This is my family.

Now, let’s get to the story.

So, I looked at myself in the mirror. Today was my birthday. My family has raised me without telling anyone my secret, and I have completed eighteen years of living like this.

While I was thinking about everything, I heard my sister’s call from outside.

Sister: Oh, Annam, aren’t you ready yet?

Me: Oh, sister, I’ll come now.

When I looked, my penis was still erect. I first put on a thong panty and tucked it inside. But because I was so erect, it was half out.

After a while of standing there, it shrank. I hid it in my thong, put on boy short panties, and looked in the mirror. Luckily, it’s not erect now. But I decided to change the thong and put on bikini-type panties.

Then I put on new shorts and looked in the mirror. Mmm… it’s a girl. A very beautiful girl. When I came out of the room, Mommy, Daddy, and sister were in the hall with a cake. What I saw was that they all wished me a happy birthday together. So, we happily cut the cake and put it in each other’s mouths.

The day ended with fun and games. Since it was Sunday, Dad was at home.

That night, Dad went to work. The next morning, my sister and I went to college. I traveled with my sister on a scooter. We both study in the same college. It’s a girls’ college.

I joined a girls’ college because of my mother’s insistence. As soon as I entered the class, my friends came and wished me a happy birthday. We were four people sitting on the same bench.

My friends from plus two, Aishwarya, Madonna, and Tanvi, are good friends. All three of them are very beautiful. But not as beautiful as me. So, we stood on the bench and sat down for a while.

Aishwarya: Hey, so the last girl in our group has also become an adult.

Madonna: Hmm, my mother has become pregnant in two days.

Me: Oh my, let’s go.

They are all sitting on my right. Madonna’s hand came out and wrapped around my stomach.

Madonna: Aishu, look… hasn’t her mother become pregnant?

Saying that, she lifted the front of my top and looked inside. I immediately pushed her hand away.

Me: Oh my, let’s go.

They all laughed.

Madonna: Oh my, it’s cool. It’s fun to watch.

Aishwarya: Aha, didn’t you see? Is it good?

Me: Aishu, you will buy mine.

Tanvi: Then give it to me too.

Me: Ah, come quickly.

Tanvi: Come on, Miss is here.

We quickly fell silent. Miss’s name is Kavita. In Aishu’s language, it means a local commodity. She is like actress Kavita Nair. She is tall and has big breasts and thighs.

Miss’s belly and navel can be seen wearing a sari. Her breasts are well-proportioned in her blouse. They all enjoy looking at it. Tanvi wants her breasts to be like Miss’s breasts.

So, Miss started taking classes. In the meantime, Madonna patted my thigh and told me to look away with her eyes. As I watched, Aishu put her hand on Tanvi’s top and rubbed her stomach.

I saw that hand holding her breast. This is their regular routine when this Miss comes. Madonna patted my thigh and kept that hand there. I looked at them and then at Madonna. She started rubbing my thigh with a smile. It went inside the top, up to my stomach. I held her hand.

Me: Tee, take your hand.

Madonna: Mmm, just look at Miss’s breast. How interesting.

That’s right, the sari moves a little from the front, and you can see a breast slightly exposed in the blouse. Seeing my hand loosen, she caressed my stomach.

Madonna: How long have I been craving you? Touch me.

I suddenly got goosebumps. It was like my whole body was going cold. Madonna had tried to touch my stomach three or four times. Today, she managed to do it.

I used to feel pleasure when I held my own breast. Yes, that’s the pleasure I get when her hand caresses my stomach. I enjoyed that too.

When her hand slowly moved up, it hit my bra. When I looked back at her, she smiled at me.

Madonna: Hold me, I’ve been craving for so long.

When I looked at them from the other side, they were both playing with each other’s breasts. When I saw their faces, I felt a special feeling in both of them. When I sat there silently, she held my breast over my bra.

Me: Hmm.

Madonna smiled at me and put her hand inside my bra and started holding it. Since it was a very tight bra, she couldn’t hold it much. But I enjoyed every bit of her finger touching my breast. I felt a chill all over me.

When I stood up straight in that pleasure, she put her hand between the top and bra and started holding my breast. She put her hand inside the bra and touched my naked breast.

Oh, I realized that it would be more pleasurable for someone else to touch me than for me to touch her. Suddenly, she held my breast by the eyelet and started rubbing it.

Madonna: What a full breast, my dear. How soft. You don’t really hold it, do you?

I lowered my head in shame. In fact, it was that pleasure that made me lower my head. It was a pleasure I had never experienced until today.

At that moment, I closed my eyes and trembled. After holding me like that for a while, she caressed my stomach again and played with her fingers in my navel.

As soon as she put her finger in, my stomach trembled, causing me to be shocked. I looked at her face and played with my fingers in it. My eyes were slowly closing.

When I suddenly opened my eyes, she smiled at me. She then put her finger in my navel and slowly moved it down. Her finger stopped at the hem of my pants.

While I was enjoying it, she put her finger inside the hem of my pants, and I suddenly opened my eyes in shock.

Oh my God, she is planning to put her hand inside. If her hand goes inside, it will be a problem. Because she was expecting a vagina, and she will be holding my penis.

I grabbed her hand and quickly moved it. I looked at her with a frown. But she smiled at me. If she finds out, they will make fun of me.

I thought that if they find out that I am a shemale, they will hate me. How long will I hide this? One day, they will know, that is for sure.

I have no idea how they will react when they see it. It was when she poked me while I was sitting like that that I woke up from my thoughts.

Madonna: Tee, don’t be afraid. Because it happened first. There will be some tension. Then, you will always be fingering me.

I didn’t say anything. She will think that my vagina is there. But when she finds out it’s different, she will hate me. Aishu and Tanvi will hate me too. I couldn’t even think about it.

Madonna: Hey, if you are so tense, don’t do it today. I want it tomorrow anyway.

Me: Hmm.

(I don’t remember what I was thinking.)

Madonna: For now, you make me happy. I will make you happy tomorrow.

Me: Hmm.

Madonna: I want it tomorrow anyway. Otherwise, I won’t let you go. I wonder how long I have been craving it.

She held my hand and put it inside her top. I stroked her stomach as she did me. I pulled her pants down a little and put my finger in her navel.

When I slowly put my finger in it and looked away, they were both playing with each other’s fingers. She then put my hand on her breast.

When I held it and pressed it, she moved a little. How soft her breasts were! Like a nice sponge. How nice to hold and play with them. As I pressed it, she looked at me.

Madonna: Dee, hold the loops and rub them. That’s good.

When I put my hand in her bra and rubbed the loops, she held my thigh and pressed it. So, I held both loops in turn and she moaned.

She then took my hand and put it inside her pants. It was with a shock that I realized the truth that she was coming without wearing panties.

Madonna: What?

She was sitting like she swallowed a spear. Her finger slipped. But I don’t know how. When I touched some hair on her vagina with my finger, I grabbed it and pulled it.

Madonna: Shhh, oh dear.

When I lowered my hand, my finger touched a cut, and she shivered. Seeing that I had placed my finger like that, she grabbed my hand and rubbed it. Then I started rubbing my finger as she had rubbed it. She was sitting and writhing. When I looked, it started getting wet all over.

I kept rubbing it. When I was holding onto a small lump, she grabbed my hand and rubbed it quickly. After a while, her waist also started to tremble.

Madonna: Go away.

When I tried to take my finger away, she grabbed her hand.

Madonna: Finger got stuck.

I didn’t know, so I sat still.

Madonna: Mandi, to put my finger in.

She then took my finger and put it inside it. My finger went into that warm, slippery hole. There is a special pleasure when you put your finger in it.

My fingers were all wet with that water. I kept moving my fingers up and down like that for a while. When I looked at the others, both of them were looking at us.

Aishu: You walked today, right?

Madonna: Hmm.

Tanvi: Madonna, did you give it to Annamma?

Madonna: No, she didn’t agree.

Aishu: Oh, poor thing. What’s up, Ann? Isn’t it one of her wishes?

Tanvi: Oh, and I have it too, you hear?

Aishu: Oh, I have it too. First, Madonna, then us.

Madonna: Oh, she said to do it tomorrow.

Tanvi: Mix it up.

My finger was still going up and down Madonna’s vagina.

Miss: What’s up there? Ann, Madonna, Aishwarya, Tanvi, get up.

I quickly took her hand. We all got up.

Miss: I’ve been paying attention for a while. If you have news to tell, you can go outside and tell it. You can’t do it in class.

Tanvi: No, Miss.

Miss: Now, try to pay attention in class. For now, all four of you are sitting.

We sat quietly. Miss started taking the class, but I was thinking about what would happen if I came tomorrow. We didn’t talk much about men. Maybe it was because we didn’t have boyfriends.

Anyway, there was an interval, and I had a plan. So, I sat attentively in class. But I couldn’t carry out that plan as I had planned because every girl in the class came to wish me a happy birthday.

So, it was lunch break. After food, we met under our usual place, the tree. After talking about many things, when it came to body measurements, I decided that this was the opportunity.

Me: Ati, have you seen anyone’s penis?

Tanvi: What? Have you seen it?

Me: No, I’m not seeing anyone else. Have you seen anyone?

Aishu: What’s that?

Me: No, I don’t know how it’s possible.

Madonna: Well, I’ll tell you the truth.

Me: What?

Madonna: I’ve seen it.

Me: Whose?

Madonna: I’ll tell you if you promise not to tell anyone.

Me: We won’t tell anyone… you say it.

Madonna: What I saw was my brother’s.

Aishu: Oh, how is that?

Madonna: One day, when I went to his room, he took out his penis and fucked me.

Tanvi: And then?

Madonna: I looked at him for a while. Then, when he saw me, he quickly put it back in and ran away.

Me: A penis?

Madonna: Oh, don’t call it that. They call it ‘fucking’ when they masturbate.

Me: Aha, he’s so good. How did he get it?

Madonna: Oh, no problem. It’s about the size of my hand.

Aishu: Did you measure it by then?

Madonna: Haven’t you seen him for a while? And he’s been giving me a bad look lately.

Aishu: What’s that?

Madonna: When I bend over, he looks at my breasts, and when I walk in shorts, he looks at my thighs.

Tanvi: Aha.

Madonna: Hmm, one day when I was fucking him, he stood in front of me and looked at my breasts.

Me: So, you didn’t say anything?

Madonna: Hey, I thought I’d see. I saw him holding his penis without me seeing and squeezing it.

Aishu: Oh my god, did he see your nipples?

Me: What’s that?

Tanvi: When our breasts are put on a bra, they bunch up and look like a lump. That’s what they call it.

Tanvi: Hmm, I’ve seen that too.

Me: Really? Whose?

Tanvi: My uncle’s.

Aishu: What the hell, did you take the measurement too?

Tanvi: While I was sitting on Ettan’s lap, I felt a movement in my pussy. I was curious to know what it was.

Me: And then?

Tanvi: One day, I sat on Ettan’s lap like that and got up. After some time, when I went to Ettan, he took out his penis and started masturbating.

Aishu: Oh, and then?

Tanvi: Even though he saw me coming, Ettan did that. Suddenly, milk came out of his penis.

Me: Milk?

Tanvi: Don’t men masturbate? They say that they shouldn’t masturbate. Their sperm is called milk.

Me: And you didn’t say anything?

Tanvi: I left quickly. But sometimes, Ettan does it in front of me. He holds it in his hands and shakes it. Only the head of the penis is visible.

Aishu: Aha.

Tanvi: When I see that, my pussy feels a little itchy.

Madonna: When my brother looks at me, I also get a full on.

Me: Full?

Tanvi: Come on, our uterus.

Me: Is that it?

Aishu: Ho, a hole like this. I will tell you the truth.

Me: You saw it too, didn’t you? Now, just tell me whose it is.

Aishu: My dad’s.

Me: Eh, how is that?

Aishu: I saw it when Mommy and Daddy were playing.

Me: What kind of game?

Aishu: Oh, Tanvi, you took her away. Such a fool.

Madonna: My dear, this intercourse is not there, it is called play, pannal, etc. Do you understand?

Me: And then?

Aishu: When I heard a sound from their room, I went and took a look.

Me: What did you see?

Aishu: Mom was sitting on top of Dad and fucking. His whole cock went into her pussy.

Madonna: So, didn’t you see the cock?

Aishu: When Mom came down, I saw it. His cock was up in the air. It was full of cum.

Madonna: Hmm, how is it?

Aishu: It’s as big as a palm.

Me: Don’t girls masturbate when they don’t cum?

Madonna: What, don’t you?

Me: That’s not what I said.

Tanvi: And then?

Me: What do you call it?

Aishu: They call it milk. Then, they call the water that comes before it honey.

Me: Is it?

Aishu: Oh, and then, we don’t have a vagina. We call it jackfruit, ghee, etc. And if we don’t have a clitoris, we call it kant.

Madonna: Where did you learn all that?

Aishu: I sometimes watch them play at home.

Madonna: My brother still looks at me like that.

Tanvi: My eyesight was impaired when Etta went to Bangalore.

Tanvi: Oh, what’s wrong with her.

Tanvi: Go.

Aishu: They say “suck” when they take the penis in their mouth. Similarly, they say “squirt” when they suck our vagina.

Me: You’re a good girl… you’ve learned everything, haven’t you?

Aishu: I hear all this all the time when they play at home. No, Anna, haven’t you seen anyone?

Me: No, that’s why I asked.

Aishu: When you come home, I’ll show you Daddy’s.

Me: Chi, come on, no… will you masturbate after seeing that?

Madonna: Ask in good, pure Malayalam, honey.

Me: Mm, will you put your finger in your pussy after seeing all that dick?

Aishu: I do it after watching them play.

Tanvi: I also do it until Ettan leaves.

Madonna: I still did it after watching my brother’s dick today.

Me: Aha, okay.

Aishu: Come on, you can’t get the pleasure of riding a dick by putting your finger in it. I heard what Mom said.

Madonna: Mm, isn’t this the way we should go now?

Tanvi: Ah, the bell rang. Come quickly, let’s go to class.

So, we went to class. So, if you see a dick, not a penis, there’s no problem. Now, I’ll see if it’s okay if they see my dick. So, after class, I went home.

To be continued.

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