Ty realised she would be meeting the man who she had been betrothed to today. Thankfully her parents had not made her marry some creepy old man purely because of his power in their tribe- instead, the man she was to marry was only a few years older than her. His name was Eztli, and throughout the tribe he was known as a talented young hunter, as well as being handsome and hardworking. Ty's family felt very lucky he and his family had agreed to him taking her as his bride.
She walked from her family's hut to where Eztli and his family lived, and when she saw him she felt transfixed. Only a loincloth preserved his modesty, and his firm muscular limbs and toned torso were quite immodest, to put it mildly. He turned to her and smiled. "Hello, Ty," he spoke, and she instantly understood his Nahuatl.
"Nice to see you, Eztli," she replied, not even noticing she was speaking a tongue she had never known a word of in her old life. What she did notice was how different their voices sounded. His was a warm confident baritone, while hers was softer and shier- she was starkly reminded that she was a woman now. She tried to focus on the conversation of Eztli's family, but found herself having to fight not to stare at his handsome chest. Occasionally he would glance at her and her heart would race.
Eventually, Eztli said, "Ty, would you like to join me on a little hunt?"
"A hunt? That seems a weird way to court your wife-to-be," his father chided.
"I would like my wife to see what I do to support the tribe," Eztli responded. "Does that sound like something you would like to see, Ty?"
Ty nodded, and she felt Eztli lead her from the hut, a mischievous smile on his face. She was getting to like him more and more.
While Eztli had brought hunting equipment with them, Ty noticed that he didn't seem that interested in actually hunting anything. He merely led them both further and further into the forest beyond the tribe's main settlement, and after a while she could swear there were no people for miles in any direction.
Eventually Eztli came to a stop in a particularly isolated place off of the trail, and Ty looked at him in confusion. "I think you've figured out I won't actually be showing you any of my hunting," Eztli smiled.
"Yeah," laughed Ty nervously. "So... why did you really take me out here?" Her answer came not from Eztli's words, but from his body. He moved towards her hastily and planted an eager kiss on her lips, which she returned instinctively. Her body was tantalized by a man's touch- her nipples turned hard under her bandeau and between her legs she began to leak female juices. She noticed a hardness pressing against her stomach and realized Eztli had an erection under his loincloth.
"This is why," Eztli explained, untying his loincloth so he stood naked before Ty, his body even more breathtaking to look at now. "I know we will be betrothed soon, but I cannot wait a moment longer. Since I first became aware of my sexuality, I have ached to mate. You have no idea how irresistible the urge of sex is for men."
Yes I do, thought Ty, but I'm not a man anymore, and if anything I want to help you relieve it more cause of that. She felt Eztli's hands reach for her bandeau and her heart raced.
"Your body is so perfect," he purred as he untied the bandeau and stared lustily at her breasts once it fell from them. "Your breasts will be perfect for feeding our child." His hands cupped them, making Ty whimper in response, and then moved to her waist to untie her loincloth. As it dropped to the ground and Eztli touched her soft butt, he breathed, "Your passage will be perfect for birthing our child."
He pushed her to the ground, carefully but forcibly, and pinned her down under him. "And my body will be perfect for making our child," he smiled. "Now, by doing what the animals do, I will become a man and you a woman, and our bloodlines will be joined." With that, Eztli's hips thrusted into Ty and his penis shoved between her vaginal lips. Ty felt a brief tinge of discomfort at how full she felt, which quickly melted away into arousal and pleasure that felt so strong it practically transformed her mind.
Seeing Eztli's satisfied face and his muscles twitch as he moved above her, pounding into her with youthful, hormonal enthusiasm, made her feel intense attraction towards the boy and his body. She felt a sort of clarity about why people would find boys attractive she never had before- they were cute in their passionate arousal and their big firm bodies looked really hot.
At the same time, she felt like she was aligning up with being a girl. Physically she had turned into one already, but getting fucked by a boy in a process that she knew would cause her to get pregnant just made her emasculation truly feel complete. She knew that she not only was not a boy anymore, but she didn't feel like she had to be anymore. Being a girl just felt so right now.
After a few minutes of pounding at Ty, his thighs thrusting against her, balls slapping at her, hands holding her down, Eztli's peak approached- and his anticipation heightened. He would make his beautiful wife-to-be pregnant with his seed, pass on his genes, produce his child! He pumped her slit full of his cum, ejaculating so hard out of intense desire and arousal, and her own orgasm hit and she clenched around his shaft, making him cum harder still.
The two Aztecs lay naked in a post-coital bliss, hugged together in the forest, lying still like animals in heat that have just mated.