Futa Family Man - M/FU, FU/M, Growth

Hi all,

Morning story I wrote after waking up. Couldn't get it out of my head before I got it on paper. And when having done that I thought I might as well share it you guys. I have no idea where to go with this and why I had to write it. But it had to be done and here it is.

Two things had happen in a year that had changed my life more than anything else has in the past.

First thing – I got a girlfriend after a dry period. Wonderful little bomb of energy and smiles. This is not about how we ended up together. But to be fair, a small introduction is necessary. Well, because that’s going to be vital later. I’ll try not to be too descriptive and beating around the bush with this part. But if needed I can always elaborate later.

I met her at a travelling fair in my town. She was running the shooting range and her big smiles and high spirits got a lot of guys to flock around her stand. Including me. She stood on a box, to gain a little extra height. But when she bounced back and forth in the stand it was plain to see that she wasn't the tallest kid around. I guessed at the time that she was around 5’4. She was very tomboyish in her looks. She wore a dark red vest, white shirt and brown flannel pants. She was slight in build and I would have wagered around an A-size of boob fun. Almost shoulder length brown hair and also brown eyes.

But her voice was large and so her smiles and I couldn't help going back again and again. And I even believed I got a little better each time at shooting the little yellow ducks that popped up.

Though I felt a little bad at my clumsiness and slight stalker tendencies – not being able to ask her out or strike an up a better conversation that the standard small talk of sunny weather.

But thankfully she knew and when I visited her stand the next day we agreed to a date. And it was brilliant. She was fun, cheerful, smart and really interesting. She also lived in the city and only had the carny job to make some extra money. And she introduced herself as Melanie. But preferred just to be called Mel.

We started dating – which led to kissing and then one night a little more. But before that happened, Mel confessed that she wasn't like other girls. Actually, she was born different. Quite different from the other girls. When she was conceived her body apparently couldn’t decide if she should be a boy or girl. So it made her both she said.

I was at the time a bit confused with where this was going. So with a huge grin she just stood up, dropped her pants and showed me.

The sight of a cock dangling from her was a bit shocking. But she showed me herself with such calm and genuine fascination with herself that I felt relaxed.

It was flaccid and not that big. Maybe slightly less than me. And below it were her scrotum and I remember her saying: “And this is the fun part” as lifted up her sack and revealed a pink moist pussy. Fun because that she got all the stuff to play