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My name is Jessica, I'm a transsexual, and this is my story. I was born a boy in 1985, and my parents named me Ben, short for Benjamin. As I grew older I felt odd in a boy's body because I would watch my mum brush her hair, put on lipstick, make herself look beautiful to go out and I wanted to look like her. My dad had tried to encourage me to join my school's football team but I wasn't interested. In my late teens, instead of being interested in girls like other boys in my age group, I wanted to wear dresses. The sight of girl's breasts didn't turn me on, they just made me want a pair of breasts. bursa escort As soon as I was old enough, I got myself a full time job working as a male prostitute. The first time was a little bit awkward as it was with a gay middle-aged business man who just wanted a blow job. He paid me good money. After a year, I'd saved enough cash to get myself an operation from man to woman. So I had the operation done, which made me have breasts, and toned down my muscular male body to look more feminine, but I kept my dick and balls.I changed my name to Jessica from Ben and had long blonde hair bursa escort bayan extensions put in. I bought a whole new wardrobe of women's clothing, and I embraced being able to wear a dress. I looked hot in a dress, so I quickly got myself a job at a strip club and started earning good money. I was finally able to be the real me. My family resented me, but I was finally being my true self and if they didn't like it then tough. I had made friends at the club quickly and I considered them family. One Saturday night, I sat at the bar at the strip club and I watched my good escort bursa friend called Lisa dance sexily on the pole in a leopard print short crop sleeveless top and a mini skirt. She had long, curly black hair. Watching her made a peculiar sensation begin to stir in my groin. I felt a tightening in my panties. I glanced down and noticed a bulge sticking out through my pink short dress. I knew it was my dick growing with excitement. I crossed over my legs so no one noticed my growing erection. Lisa finished her performance five minutes later and came rushing over to me and threw her arms around my neck. Her breasts crushing against my chest. She smelt wonderful. My ever so growing dick hardened more until it was straining against the material of my dress making me wince in pain. *quot;Are you alright, Jess?*quot; Lisa asked with concern. *quot;Yeah,*quot; I replied, gulping.