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Jupiter Hill

My name is Jupiter Hill. With this book I would like to share my pleasure and sexuality with you. Because what could be nicer than sharing your head cinema with other people?

"Chicks with Dicks" is the first part of a new series of erotic novels. As the name suggests, this is "transsexual eroticism". At the centre of the story is a young transsexual, Hanna Banana. The pretty Trans unexpectedly comes into the pleasure of meeting a strange man.

She starts an affair with him. And she has no idea what she's really getting herself into.

To make reading the story easier, I write in the first person form.

Your Jupiter Hill

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Chicks with dicks

Chicks with dicks 1

Chicks with dicks 3 is an erotic short novel set in the transsexual eroticism. In the center of it is Jenny, who was born as a woman as well as a man.

I don't stick to any fixed conventions. No rigid ideas or general views. Sometimes I write from a woman's point of view, sometimes from a man's. Because my stories are made for both sexes.

I hope to make my readers happy with my "works". and inspire them to erotic acts. The following story is partly fictitious. But a large part is based on my own life.

Your Jupiter

Chicks with dicks 3

I wasn't a very good looking kid. I'll just be honest, as far as 18 year olds go, I didn't have it in the looks department. I was neither skinny nor fat, just average with a little extra stomach size. I was short, with a round face, tousled brown hair, and glasses. In other words, I was a classic nerd/geek. I didn't have many friends, and now that I had transferred to a new high school in the city, I had even fewer. And girlfriends? Forget it! Most girls didn't even look at me, all 5'6" inches of average-ness. To be fair though, the friends I did have were pretty good chums. It wasn't that I was shy and an introvert, but my previous school had mostly consisted of jocks, and I certainly wasn't a part of that crowd. So my friends would sit together and we'd joke and talk about the latest video game or sports event or science fair. It wasn't so bad really, and I'm not complaining. By the way, my name's John.

But sometimes I wished I was something more than just average. I wanted to be noticed, just a little, by those pretty girls. And...okay, time to let you in on a big secret: I was just a little bi. Yes, bisexual. I definitely wasn't gay, I mean I was far more interested in girls than guys. But there was this one jock, Brian. He was a little older than me and super athletic. Short cut black hair, broad shoulders and narrow hips, muscular arms, chiseled jaw...and well, I found myself sometimes fantasizing about sharing a bed with him.