Memories of distant youth

History old already, and I'm not so young ... It was in 1978 and lasted a long six years. The first course of the Moscow State University, I sixteen teenager, brittle, short, long, black as pitch hair, matte white skin and gray eyes. The girls I did not.
I sat down at the post-graduate student - German Gustav, who has already spent two years in the then Soviet Union. In Russian, he spoke freely, I even thought that it was better for me. They said they lived for two weeks - then translate, there repair some started.
Gustav struck me as a very kind and decent man. Twenty-four years, nearly two meters tall, the service in the armed forces of the GDR. I do not know where, but Gustav has always had money. Probably because of his parents, who took no small positions in the French embassy. The first night he invited me to celebrate the university entrance. I must say that the experience in the celebrations, I had virtually no. Thus, drinking in school polstakanchiku shampusika ... And here is quite decent snaps, beer, however, was nashenskie. We got to talking, Gustav was very polite, talked about Kant, laughed, and was clearly not a fool to drink. Forty minutes later, can in an hour, I realized that consciousness is slowly but surely leaving me.
Topics of conversations replaced quickly and I did not even know how to Gustav went to my appearance. Everything was somehow natural. He said that I look like a fragile girl who laughed and asked why I do not do sports. And I did not know why - just not worked and that's it. With regard to the fact that I looked like a girl, I myself suffered terribly. Only the lashes and gray (in the mother) eyes made me and the opposite of feminine gender clearly not attracted. But the nightmare was complete, a soft roundness on which I often got it in school. Just. Never. Add red plump lips - that's the whole portrait.
there would be a release from the guys, but the treacherous process front spoiled everything - indeed, to the girl was born. Gustav unexpectedly zasobiralsya in the shower. This pointedly undressed - a very large, covered with a tan, he seemed to consist entirely of muscle. But it was all nonsense! He stuck a member !!! And he did not hesitate to ... Actually, I did not hesitate. Instead, he turned to me quietly masturbate tridtsatisantimetrovuyu cudgel, and said that for a long time he did not have a girl.
Do you want to pet? - I heard as in a dream ... Gustav approached. Well, just pat, again sounded in my head. And I touched !!! Member of Gustav simply did not fit in my fist. Like? - He asked again ... Okay, okay, go to bed. I lay down, but rather just passed out ...
I woke up from a terrible pain, tried to escape, but the blame off his six-foot fellow weighing a hundred kilos - almost impossible. It seemed to me that I was torn to pieces. Gustav squeezed my nipples, slobbering ears and violently thrust member. From drunk he could not come quickly, and I lay a torn doll more than an hour by this giant. One second before the shoot me with his vile seed, he pulled me by putting cancer and squeezed my cock. I felt like slowly crawling out of me a weakened club. And I started to cry.
How - that childish, hysterically ... Although at the time of execution or utter a sound.
Gustav went back to the shower (German cattle), and I was confused looking at the blood stained sheets and a blanket. So, not having become a man, I became a woman.
The next morning it was the same again. I cried again, and Gustav called me "girl". Even the name does not need to invent - Genia ....
To be continued

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