My 18th birthday started out normal enough. I had no plans to party beyond going to my boyfriend Liam's house.

Liam had picked me up, seeing as my car was still in the shop. The short drive over we talked about our plans. Both being 18, our plans were very simple: Netflix and "chill". It was something we both enjoyed, and we had nowhere to be. His hand stayed on my thigh, slowly rubbing over my jeans further and further up. By the time he pulled into his driveway, my pussy was soaked.

We quickly made our way inside and said brief hellos to his dad, Mike, and Mike's s poker buddies. Fortunately they had always been the nice, relatively quiet type, so they never harassed us. Once we got to Liam's room, though, they were long forgotten.

We made quick work of chucking off our clothes. Well, he did. I managed to get stuck taking off my tight binder. I really needed to get a new one seeing as my little a cups had grown, likely to b cups. After my disaster of a binder escape, Liam had no problem picking me up and tossing me to his bed. I wasn't particularly short at 5' 8", but he still had half a foot on me.

Now naked, he had full access to my body, from my messed hair, to my perky tits, to my wet pussy, and all the way down to my toes. He was always kind enough to not fully focus on my tits, though I could tell he wanted to. Instead, he left small hickeys trailing from my collar bone to my hips, turning me on further and making me moan. Despite being a year on T, my moans were still sounding high pitched and girlish, but I never had too much time to think of it. Liam let his mouth move to my enlarged clit, slowly sucking and licking it until I was so close to cumming.

He recognized how close I was and pulled back. He then climbed on top of me and began rubbing his hard cock on my clit. I looked down, only to be amazed once again at how nice it was. A full 7 inches, and at least an inch and a half thick. He backed up again, put on the condom he had laid on his nightstand, and lined up his cock with my soaked hole. Slowly, he pushed inside me, watching my face intently to make sure I was okay. I moaned as he bottomed out, my pussy feeling so full. He began pumping, gradually picking up the pace until he was slamming into me, balls slapping my ass as I helplessly moaned his name. It didn't take long for me to cum, and my pussy tightening around his cock must've felt great, because he came shortly after.

After a quick cleanup, he threw on a movie that I paid no mind to. It only took me minutes to doze off.

Before I knew it, Liam was shaking me awake. "Hey, babe. I completely forgot I have to run an errand. I'll be back." In the back of my mind, something felt off, but my tired brain didn't really care. I closed my eyes for a few minutes more before my bladder woke me up fully.

I quickly tossed on some clothes and made my way to the bathroom by Liam's room, only to find it locked.

That was weird. It was never locked. I couldn't really hold it longer though, so I slipped down to the main floor where Mike and the other men were. I passed through the living room only slightly awkwardly on my way to the bathroom. Mike and his three friends seemed to stare as I walked by.

Once in the bathroom, I quickly did my business and got to washing my hands. I looked into the mirror, and my stomach dropped.

I had thrown on a shirt at least, but not my binder. Through the thin, light grey cotton my breasts looked incredibly prominent. That's why they'd been staring. I blushed and hunched my shoulders, doing my best to hide my chest before walking out.

I only made it down the hall and back into the living room before I was stopped though.

"Hey Sam," Mike called. "Come here for a second."

I couldn't just ignore him, so I turned towards him and the table of men.

"You're a man, right?"

"Yeah?" I squeaked, not sounding very manly.

"Take off your shirt then."

"What?"

"Take off your shirt. If you're a man it shouldn't be a problem, right?"

That's when I decided hightailing it out of there was my best choice. I quickly set off back to Liam's room, but Mike was faster. He lunged out of his chair towards me and grabbed me by the shirt. "Come back here, cutie. Show us what's under there." I tried to push him away, but he was significantly larger and stronger. Before I knew it, he was lifting up my shirt until my boobs were showing. "Aww I fuckin' knew it. There's nothing manly about those darling," he said, grabbing one and squeezing. At this point the other three started to stand and come closer.

"Let me feel," the tallest demanded before groping my chest. "Mmm, those are some nice tits. You got a pussy, too, I suppose." I squirmed in Mike's hold as the other man reached between my legs and felt me up through my athletic shorts. "There sure as hell isn't a dick there. You know what a real dick looks like, don't you girl?" He asked, now reaching down to his own crotch. I looked down and realized I could see a huge bulge in his own shorts. I glanced at the others and saw the same for each of them.

Without a word, the most muscular of the bunch grabbed my shorts and pulled. It was at that moment I realized I also hadn't bothered with underwear, so I was standing in Mike's hold with my tits and pussy out in front of his friends. With horror, I could feel myself getting wet.

The last man, the shortest, yet still at least 6 foot, decided it was his turn to touch me, reaching out and grabbing me between the legs, rubbing along my slit. "Damn. She's so wet." He paused a moment before adding, "I bet she's nice and fertile too."

"Oh I know she is," Mike said. I know her and Liam use condoms. I just didn't realize it's because she's a girl, not a man like she claims."

"No, I am a-" I get cut off by a hand over my mouth.

"Shut it, slut. The real men are talking. Come on guys. I think we should teach her a lesson about being truthful about what she really is."

--- end part 1 ---