The Emergence of Alexis
Keywords: Alexis, of, Emergence, The,
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"Author's Note: This story picks up three years later, after The Emasculation of Al Chapters 1 & 2(our thanks to those of you that made chapter 2 the Reader's Choice story of the year for 2002 in this category). The transformation of Al to Alexis is nearly complete and there have been more changes in his life than he had ever expected. This story was edited by Coco and my thanks go out to her. However, after she took the time to edit it, changes were made. Therefore, any errors are strictly mine now."
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Three long years had gone by since his now former wife had transformed Al into Alexis. Due to the photos and videotapes Cindy had of him, he lost everything in the divorce, a divorce he didn't even try to fight. It would have been too embarrassing and besides, the threat of accusations of rape by one of her friends and the difficulty trying to prove his innocence made even more fearful, especially if Cindy carried out her threat to make sure other prisoners got hold of the photos and tapes exposing his secret life in graphic detail. Having quit his job according to her instruction, he worked almost full-time as a "female" hooker picking up money giving blowjobs to unsuspecting men, or getting fucked in the ass by them. While he brought in a fair amount of money for the two of them, she soon tired of him and "her ways". The only time he didn't seem to be working was when his wife brought men home and, she kept bringing more and more men home for both of them to service. It was almost always the same. They would fuck her and he would clean up their cum from her pussy with his mouth.
Most of them knew Alexis was a man, despite the way he dressed, and made cruel, laughing comments about the "sissy boy" as he cleaned up his wife after they spilled their hot cum in her pussy. They took special delight in fucking his mouth and ass if they felt like it, usually at the urging of Cindy. She finally found one she liked, or according to her, fell in love with. He was a stud of a man and the blow to Al's ego had been devastating. After all, he had been a man once, a strong one at that until, as fate would have it, she caught him after coming home early one night wearing her undergarments and jacking off. Working odd jobs since the separation and then the divorce, Al barely got by. She had completely changed him and the change was nearly a permanent one now. He couldn't stop wearing female clothing and what little money he did have went for even more clothing.
Probably his most humiliating experience was running into his ex-wife and her new husband on the street several months after the divorce. He tried to cross the street before she recognized him in his short skirt, tight sweater, long blonde wig and padded bra, but she knew immediately it was him.
"Hey, cocksucker!" she yelled out to him. "You wanna suck a real man's cock! Try Josh here, he's got a nice cock-not like that little weenie you got!" He tried to ignore her, but people turned and stared at him, then at her. Bowing his head in shame, he scurried across the street. That was the last time he ever saw Cindy and to his good fortune, never had contact with her friends after the divorce. He remained convinced and filled with fear her friend that had "doggy trained" him really would neuter him if she ever got the chance.
Now living in a one-bedroom efficiency apartment, he took on work at steno pools, but one way or another, his secret always came out. The men where he worked would point and laugh and the women would join in their taunts and laughter. Many times, rather than risk the humiliation of being fired, he would quit his job only to move on to another. It was always the same at each one. Still, he had one talent-sucking cock. He knew from the many men when he and Cindy were together he was good at it from the beginning and got even better as time went on. He could always pick up a quick twenty, fifty and sometimes even a hundred bucks when they were together. His desire for cock had become insatiable and maybe in part it had lead to their divorce although rationally he had a hard time accepting this. After all, it was his former wife that brought him to this stage and besides, he was only following her directions, although it was the fear of exposure that prompted him for the most part.
That had all changed after the divorce. He stopped picking up other men, or more often, letting them offer him rides as he walked down the street in the sexiest clothes he and Cindy could find for him before satisfying their needs for quick sexual gratification in the front seat of their cars. Still, while his financial struggles continued, he always dressed in female clothing, but his only sexual release now was masturbating to gay magazines or porn movies. It was generally the adult movie theater though where he he sought his relief. He could get in for five dollars and stay all day or all night jerking himself off as he sat silently in the back row. He had been approached by men, but spurned them. Thinking about his precarious financial situation long and hard, he knew something would have to change if he was going to survive.
It was late one evening when it all came to a head. Al was reading an adult magazine while lightly stroking his cock through his panties. He still had an infatuation with black cock, probably had ever since the time his former wife first introduced him to it the evening she brought two black women home. Expecting to be tormennted by three woman and his cock mockingly called a "clit" by them, the one woman turned out to be a submissive husband just like himself. Reaching for a cigarette, the pack was empty. Searching his purse, he had enough money to buy a couple packs, but that was it. Finding an old butt in the ashtray, he lit it and smoked what was left thinking about his plight. There was only one thing to do. Go to the adult video arcade. The place would be crawling with horny men this time of the night. It would be a chance to make some quick money the only way he knew best-sucking cock!
Cindy had taught him well. Taking a quick bath, he checked himself closely for any trace of body hair and found none. He carefully applied his makeup and found his red nail polish. He painted his long fingernails bright red and after a quick application, applied matching lipstick. He looked in his closet for his red mini-skirt. Taping his cock back and down his leg out of the way, he put on a pair of frilly white panties, pulled on a pair of black, silky stockings, put on his padded bra, expanding his chest to a 36D and then slipped on a sheer black blouse. A pair of red pumps and long blonde wig secured tightly to his hair completed his ensemble for the evening.
He stood back to admire his work in the mirror. Yes, he thought, looking at the slutty image of Alexis staring back at him, tonight would be a new beginning for him. Al would be gone forever. There would be some confusion though unless he went all the way with a sex change operation, but right now he was struggling just to buy a pack of cigarettes. Surgery, if it ever came, would have to wait until later.
Alexis would have preferred a cab, but there wasn't enough money. It was a long 18 block walk to the adult theater. There were a couple of catcalls and more than a few whistles as he passed the men on the street. Alexis smiled at each and probably could have accomplished his objective of picking up some quick cash without making the long walk. Maybe, he wondered to himself, he could do a couple of them on the way back and pick up even more money, but not now. Finally arriving at the theater, he freshened his lipstick and checked his hair in the reflective black windows before entering the building.
Once inside, Alexis walked slowly by the men looking at magazines. His hips swayed as he made his way toward the theater. He knew the men were staring at his cute little bottom as he walked and in front of him he could see the admiring glances of the men milling around. He passed the section of tranny and gay magazines. He wanted to stop and look, but was fearful of being discovered. Tonight he was Alexis, not the Al the cock loving tranvestite with a sexual identity crisis. Paying his last five dollars, he walked into the darkened theater and sat down in the back row next to a handsome, young black man. He had learned early on that many people of color had a thing for a young, blonde women and he would take advantage of it tonight.
"Hi," Alexis said to him as she sat down. "Good movie!" The thought of the black cock in the man's pants excited him. A bright scene flashed on the movie screen and he could see the bulging dick in the man's pants and quickly imagined his fingers moving up and down the length of the hard shaft before bringing it slowly into his mouth.
"Well, hi there pretty lady," the man responded in a kind voice. "Yeah, but it's better now. What's your name?"
"Alexis."
"I'm Thomas. What brings you in here tonight?"
Now was the time to be bold. He knew the worst that would probably happen is the guy would get pissed off and, if he did, it would be time to move on to another man. "Black cock and money!" He smiled and gave the young man a seductive wink.
"Well, I can certainly take care of the black cock for you, but I'm not into paying for it."
Alexis laughed. "Well, I can tell you it'll be the best you've ever had!"
"Does that come with a money back guarantee," he said, laughing with Alexis.
"The only guarantee is that you'll come better than you can imagine, darling!"
They bantered back and forth, but he finally seemed agreeable. "So, how much we talking here?"
Alexis didn't know how to respond. "I'll suck your cock for twenty-five and you can fuck me in the ass for another fifty." As soon as the the words came out he realized how cheaply he was offering himself and wished he could have changed it but it was too late. Still, it was the response that amazed him even more.
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Keywords: Alexis, of, Emergence, The,