My friend Maya and I had a couple of fun days in Disney World. But before we'd go back home she wanted to visit LGBTQ+ World, which opened this year. You see, we've been friends pretty much since birth, and I have often thought she'd be my first girl and perhaps even my last. But that was not to be. At some point through highschool she started considering herself a lesbian, and although it broke my heart, I could also tell she generally felt happier that way.

My support meant a lot to her, and it even brought us closer. And since that time we've gone on vacation together. She still was my prom date one year, but our senior year she went with some girl.

We roomed throughout college, and although we have shared our bed, we've never slept together, if you know what I mean.

Even here in Orlando, we're in the same room, the same bed, but more than a bit of cuddling is not happening. And now we were going to LGBTQ+ World, a place where people can be themselves, despite their sexual orientation, explore different lifestyles, experiment perhaps with more hardcore type situations and toys, all in a safe adult environment. The tickets were not cheap, more than Disney even, but it was for two days, with an overnight stay.

It was interesting, from the first moment we arrived at the park. Each person was taken into a separate intake room, something that would have never been possible at Disney with thousands of visitors. I felt a bit awkward, as I may have been the only heterosexual around. My "file" was created and my counselor asked questions if I had ever sucked a dick (no), eaten out a pussy (yes), including right after having sex (no), if I had ever tasted my own cum (once), if I was dominant (no), submissive (no), if I ever masturbated (of course), watch porn (sometimes), taken it in the rear (no), and a dozen or so other very sexual questions.

When she asked about crossdressing I hesitated enough for her to select a different list of questions. Yes, I had worn my sister's panties once, and tried her heels. Plus Maya and I had once gone as two girls for Halloween. Yes, it had been fun, and no, no one had found me out. And yes, since then in college I had once or twice worn one of Maya's skirts, while all my clothes were in the laundry.

She asked how I felt about transgenders, and when I hesitated again, she said it was all confidential. On occasion I had watched some beautiful women online, and I was surprised how some of them had a dick. I assumed it was all photoshopped but I was intrigued.

All in all the conclusion was that I wasn't quite as hetero as I thought I was, but my counselor said that was the fun part of her job, unraveling the hidden secrets from people like me. Why else would I visit this park?

So the goal was to put me in a position that I would enjoy the park the most, and in her professional opinion that was either as a crossdresser or maybe even as a transgender. Two days in the park would bring that out, she thought.

The next step was getting me ready, and that started with getting naked, me that is. After all these intimate questions it was actually a relief to react upon that. So she helped me with soaping up my whole body, including most of my face, and after a quick shower I was completely hairless. When she had patted me down she pushed two breastforms on me, that stuck to me after a few minutes. Nothing to worry, either in the park or upon leaving they would help me to get them off again, if I so wished.

There was a changing room with piles of clothes, that I could pick anything from. Again, only when I'd leave the park and wanted to keep anything, would they charge my credit card.

She showed me some underwear that would guide my manhood straight down, which would go well with wearing a skirt. I saw a leather skirt, that I would have loved seeing on any woman, but now I took it for me. It was a tad tight, but the counselor wrapped a leather corset around my breasts and waist, and suddenly the skirt fit perfectly. There was a tiny click, and she explained she had locked the pieces together with an electronic lock, but not to worry, any staff member would be able to unlock it.

When she added a wig, and did some makeup on me, I looked like a woman.

By now, she wanted me to choose an alternative name, that fit my new looks. One name has always gone through my mind, ever since I saw a rerun of Startrek. Deanna Troi. So she typed that in the computer, and she programmed my park ID. She pulled a small device out and told me to bend over. She lifted up my skirt, pulled my panties down, and suddenly I felt an intruder sliding into my rear. Before I could protest, my clothes were back in order, and she said, welcome Deanna. This little device is all you need in the park. All your valuables stay here in a personal safe. If you want to eat or drink or want to buy a toy, or anything, they can scan your ID and your credit card will be charged.

All I needed now was some shoes, and she suggested a pair of boots, as it would be easier wearing heels that way, as my ankles would be enforced. It was a weird feeling but I didn't topple over, so it was a matter of getting used to.

One more thing Deanna, she said, there's one more formality before you can enjoy the park. She pushed a button, and a man appeared, in tight leather pants and who, in my opinion, was very gay. Or was that my prejudice? He opened his zipper and pulled out a fat dick. Do you care to suck it? My counselor asked. I shook my head fervently. How about this? She asked, and pulled her own skirt up. Her dick seemed more female, but it had still quite a length. I shook my head again.

I'm sorry Deanna, but you have to pick one. Suddenly I felt the intruder in my rear swell up and it became quickly uncomfortable. Just give in, she said, and it will become pleasurable. I had no choice really, fighting off the pain that now started. I sat on my knees in front of her, knowing that in all the pictures I had seen of women with dicks, it seemed more like sucking a pussy or a clit. The moment I took it in my mouth, the pain was over, and a pleasant vibration started.

The harder I sucked the more I got stimulated, and soon I used my hand on her base so I could bob up and down. Her member was swelling in my mouth and when she came my own stimulation was so strong, that it triggered my own orgasm. I tried to pull away but her hand was on the back of my head, and all I could do was swallow or I'd suffocate.

When she finally let me go, she said, very good, you definitely seem to fit the transgender spectrum.

I had a few drops hanging from my own member, but although I had felt an orgasm, it must not have involved my dick. She laughed, you're more of a girl than you think.

When she finally admitted me into the park, I figured hours had passed already, and how was I to find Maya? My phone was in the safe too, how stupid of me, how would I find her? There was a woman in a full rubber catsuit from head to toe, with a swishing tail even, looking at me. I did a double take. Was that Maya?

It was her indeed, and not until I started talking to her, did she realize it was me. Jason? She asked. It's Deanna now, I answered, at least until tomorrow. She was clearly excited, her tail swishing back and forth. Nice tail, I joked. She laughed. They had asked her so many questions, and although they agreed she was lesbian, they also found she got excited from looking at women in catsuits. And that's how she ended up as a cat herself, with only her eyes and mouth not covered by latex.

I told her a bit about why I was dressed as a woman, but kept the blow job to myself. We looked together at a big map of the park and I had to chuckle. There were different sections but the park was setup as a city with different roads leading to sections of interest. There was a Sissy Square, a Pet Place, a Cock Castle, a Masturbation Mall, a Vagi Venue, and then roads like Domina Drive, Lesbian Lane, Gay Way, Trans Avenue, Bi Way, Cross Road, Ally Alley, Ace Boulevard, Inter Section, Pan Parkway, Queer Street, Asex Loop, TV Court, SM Path, all leading to the central NonBi Circle. And it looked like they misspelled Lick Roundabut. Or did they?

Maya suggested we started on the left, so we took Domina Drive. It was kind of neat to be free of any bags, wallets, phones or whatnot. We entered the first building, very majestic with a huge door. A greeter asked us who was the more dominant one and Maya raised her hand, before I could say neither. We were each led to a different way, and my guide pointed me to the first ride, as she called it. It seemed like a very high-tech VR system and I had to lay down on it. She closed full length clamps over my arms and legs, then a strap to keep my head in place, and then the VR helmet was pulled over my face. I could feel a rubber mouth piece pushed over my teeth, probably to prevent me from biting my tongue.

The show started right away and I have to say, it was pretty impressive. I saw both my names on the screen above two portals. The pointer would move exactly where I concentrated my eyes on. Moving my tongue forward in my mouth would move me forward to the screen and if I pulled it back I would move backwards. Since I went by Deanna now, I moved into the portal named Deanna, and a pleasant vibration started in my rear. There were all girly things along the way, clothing, makeup, dolls, sex toys, shoes, wigs, even a baby that wanted to drink from my breast. I could feel my nipple react in pleasure as the baby "sucked".

When I arrived at a split, I chose the Jason path this time. This time it caused a pain in my rear, but it was too late to go back. There were all type of manly things now, toy soldiers, cars, weapons, porn magazines, etc. But if I even looked at them the pain increased, and when I opened a magazine, a bright light totally blinded me. That's when I realized I couldn't close my eyes. I started running fast until there was another split. Just looking at the name Jason hurt my brain, from the hot light, so I quickly took the Deanna path. The pain went away and I felt relief now, until I saw a set of three dildo's. I couldn't move past them and by just looking at them it started hurting again. When I moved my face closer to the dildo's the pain subsided. And when I finally touched the smallest with my lips the pain stopped.

The VR was so realistic I could feel the dildo touch my lips. But it started burning now, and since I couldn't pull away, I opened my lips and took the dildo in my mouth. The heat stopped instantly. I assumed I had to "pleasure" it, so I started bobbing up and down on it. I was rewarded with a pleasant feeling now, so I did my best to keep that going. After I started using my tongue around it the pleasure increased but I couldn't reach more.

Eventually I could pull away from the dildo and it disappeared as soon as it was out of my mouth. But I could not move on, so I assumed I had to try the bigger dildo. It went pretty much the same, except it was more pleasurable, just not enough to get me off. But the third and biggest gave enough to trigger my own orgasm.

I could move further along the path now, until I saw three very realistic dicks sticking up. Again I couldn't get by, so I knew I had to suck them. I tried to be smart by taking the biggest one right away, but the system just wouldn't allow it, I had to go from small to big. Each dick squirted in my mouth, and when a bit escaped from my mouth I felt a pain. I had to suck them empty and swallow it all. Again I came, at the same time the biggest shot its load.

Down the path again until I saw three more dicks, thinner but longer than before. And I knew these were not to go in my mouth. They all had some lube on them and I started with the smallest, slowly moving my rear over it. Soon I was going up and down on it until I came with a scream. I couldn't believe it but I moved right next to the slightly thicker one and repeated.

After my third anal orgasm I moved on and saw three more, the last one as thick as my wrist. And I came three times again. I realized this was all VR still, because no way could I come so many times in a row.

And then I ran into a man, all naked, with a rock hard monster. There was some soft padding, clearly for me to lay down. I spread my leg as wide as my skirt allowed and he rammed his monster in. It hurt, but I forced my muscles to accept him, like the fake dicks before, and I could feel my own moist lube him somewhat. Immediately pleasure started overtaking. I realized I was a woman to this man and he was going to cum inside me and I was going to cum with him. Until he said, didn't know you were gay Jason.

No! A tremendous pain shot through me. I didn't want him to call me Jason, my name is Deanna! That thought turned the pain back to pleasure. I must have shouted it out loud, because he said, prove it. Tell me it wasn't Jason just a few hours ago. Acknowledge that it never was Jason. Just the mention of that name brought the pain back and I didn't want that.

My name is Deanna, I shouted out loud, it has always been Deanna, and it will forever be Deanna! Each time I said my name, a wave of pleasure hit me. And he said, very well Deanna, and more pleasure washed through me, that means you're a woman, and thus you're not gay when you cum. Yes, I knew it to be true, my name is Deanna, I'm a woman, and this man is taking my pussy and I want him to cum in me. I was so hot by now, I could feel my sweat dripping from me. I grabbed him by the hips and pulled him deeper inside me. And then he came.

I could feel his hot stream deep inside my body. And everything in my body gave in and came with him. Not one muscle in my body was not involved, not one nerve untouched, not one thought wasted on anything but enjoyment. Suddenly my memories flashed right in front of my eyes. I saw myself as a little girl, enjoying princess dresses, growing up, always in skirts or dresses. I saw me trying my first bra, always wearing it, even though I had nothing to fill it yet. I saw myself slowly filling out, starting to wear heels, higher and higher. I became sexier and sexier. Fishnet stockings, corsets, my first leather bra, more and more leather skirts and dresses as my fetish developed.

My first kiss was with another girl, sharing my fetish. She was also the one to take my virginity, the first one eating me out, and I recognized Maya. But I had many boys after that as well, who lusted after my breasts, my kisses, my blow jobs, my willing pussy. Some called me a slut, I called myself a sophisticated woman.

All this happened while my body kept cumming, until finally I got my breath back. My man was gone. A woman was in his place now, and she cleaned me out, deliciously slow, like only a woman knows how to do on another woman. Eventually she shared what she had sucked from me in a slow deep kiss and I knew I was in love. It was Maya.

She told me I was finally right for her now, that I was her's now. She gave me a diamond as a token of her love. It was attached to a butt plug and I was to plug myself, until only my diamond was visible as a token of her love for me, my submission to her. It felt wonderful, and I knew I would never take it out, unless she wanted me to. She wanted me to call her Mistress. Mistress Maya, and the sound rolled so easily from my lips. We walked hand in hand now, through a beautiful garden. She pointed at flowers that I needed to pick, and I collected a whole bouquet for her. Then she told me to kneel and kiss her feet. She said down, as she told me to kiss my way to her pussy. Then she told me to eat her out. It was heaven, her taste was so perfect, the smell of all the flowers spread around her. My arms were behind my back now, tightly wrapped in a leather arm binder. So I could only use my mouth and tongue on her. And boy, did she cum!