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Gambler Anonymous by Bashful [email protected] George Hamlin was a compulsive gambler. He had a disease just like an alcoholic except, he craved the high he got from winning a bet instead of the oblivion that getting drunk brought. Like most compulsive gamblers, George wasn't very good at it. He constantly lost and then he would take long shots to try to get even. Of course, he never did. Every once in awhile, George would hit a good number or pick the right horse but he soon threw the winnings away. When you gamble like George did, you also lose jobs and families. George had lost his share of jobs but his wife of five years was still there, hanging on. George wasn't sure why she stayed with him but he did love her. He just couldn't accept that he had a problem. One day, George's wife Linda came home from her job as an office manager to find all of her jewelry missing, including her engagement ring. George had spent more than $2500.00 for that ring when he asked her to marry him. He had just hit a three-horse parlay at the track and he figured it was his lucky day. Linda agreed to marry him because she loved him, not because of the ring. But the ring meant a great deal to her. She had taken it off because the big diamond was loose and she was going to take it to the jeweler to have the setting tightened. She didn't want to lose the valuable stone before she had a chance to get it fixed. Now it was gone. She was afraid she knew where. Linda started dinner and waited for George to get home. He came home about 6:00pm just as Linda was sitting the table. He walked up to her and smiled. "Hi baby. Have I got good news for you." "Did you get a job today?" Linda asked hopefully. George shook his head no. He had a big grin on his face. "Better than that, I did something today that will make us very rich in just a few months." Linda sagged, another lottery scheme or some pyramid scam. George had said the same thing to her several times. They were always out more money than they got back. She wished George would go to the Gambler's Anonymous meeting she located for him. He needed help. She had attended a support group for families of gamblers. They had told her George had to realize he had a problem before he would seek help. Now her engagement ring was gone. She was sure she would never see it again. "What is it this time George, another lottery pool?" Linda was close to tears. "No honey, not gambling, the stock market." George told her excitedly. "I was at the track and gave this guy a tip on a horse that paid off. He gave me some insider information on this new Internet company that is about to go public. They are going to offer an IPO tomorrow morning. No one knows the company is going public. When it opens, all the stock will be bought in a matter of minutes. Over the next three to four months the stock will multiply in price at least 50 to 60 times, which means an investment of just $5000.00 will be worth $250,000.00 to $300,000.00. And that's a conservative estimate. It could go as high as 100 to 150 times the initial public offering price." Linda shook her head. He had sold all of the good jewelry she had and her engagement ring to take a flyer on the stock market. Something he knew nothing about. This was the biggest long shot he had ever taken. It suddenly occurred to her that he might be in trouble. "George, I know you, to take this big a long shot, you would have to be really in deep debt to someone. Who do you owe and how much?" George stopped smiling and sat back in his chair. He pursed his lips and considered a lie but he never could lie to Linda. He hadn't been the best husband in the world but he had never cheated on her nor had he ever lied to her. He frequently failed to tell her everything, but he always told her the truth. Taking a deep breath and then letting out a heavy sigh, George explained that he owed more than $50,000.00 to a loan shark. If he didn't pay it off in two days, they would be around to collect something. Money would be best but they would settle for body parts. Linda was shocked but not surprised. She should have expected this to happen sooner. George couldn't keep a job to save his life. He was smart but the gambling fever always got him into trouble. He never stole from his employer but he would let the job slide, taking off to go to the track, creditors would hound him at work and anyone of a dozen other reasons would find George out of work again. "Look, Linda, trust me." George was excited again. "I have a plan this time. We can double our money in the stock deal tomorrow an hour after the IPO is announced but if we hold out we may never need to work again as long as we live. I have to pay the guy $500.00 a week in interest until I pay back the principal. If I can stay hidden until the stock deal peaks, I can pay him off with all the interest and they will leave me alone. All they really want is their money." Linda was sitting at the dinning room table with her head leaning against her right hand, looking at her husband. She loved him still. It amazed her that she did. If he was a drunk or he beat her or he cheated on her, she could have left him in a shot but she knew he would not lie to her. He truly believed he was going to get out of this somehow. She wondered how he was going to hide from the loan shark for three to four months and asked him to explain that. George started laughing. He told her he intended to hide right in the house. He would even answer the door if any of the thugs came looking for George Hamlin. The great part about it was, they would never even suspect that he was George! Linda became worried. Either her husband had a fantasy about being able to cross dress well enough to fool a mob 'collector', or he was losing his mind. George was 6' 2 and weighed more than 250 pounds. No one would believe he was a woman. That left the _losing his mind_ option. "How can you do that George? As big as you are, they will spot any disguise you wear." "Not the one I've got in mind, they won't." George was smirking at her. "I am going to be a 12-year-old boy." George told her after a pause for dramatic effect. Linda was very worried now. She knew George was losing his mind. She wondered if her health plan at work covered this kind of delusion? She would need to get George to a specialist right away. Maybe if she had him placed in a hospital, the loan shark would give her a chance to make some kind of payments? George saw that his wife did not believe him, which was okay, he had expected that. He drew a medallion out of his pocket. It was bronze or copper with a long chain on it. The medallion was the size of a half-dollar or so. Linda couldn't see much of it from where she sat. It did appear to have a figure on one side, something with wings and a wand in its hand. George began to tell her this was a magical amulet that had the power to change the shape of whoever wore it. Just by touching the medallion to a piece of clothing, the wearer would assume the shape of whoever last wore the clothing. George told her he had gone to the goodwill store and watched while people with children shopped. He had to wait sometime but eventually a woman had her son, who was about 12, try on a white T-shirt. It didn't fit him and he took it off. George bought that shirt. When he was ready, all he had to do was touch the shirt to the medallion and he would become that little boy. Then for the next three months or so, he could safely wait for the stock to soar. When it peaked, they could cash it in and pay off the loan shark and then George could come back. Linda agreed with George that it sounded like to a good plan. She wanted to humor him. He was obviously stressed out and she didn't want him getting too upset. She didn't think he would get violent but she was afraid he would run off. She was trying to figure out how to get him to a therapist so she could get him committed when he repeated her name for the third time. She had been so lost in thought that she had not heard him speak to her. "You don't believe me, do you?" he asked. He had a 'hurt puppy' look on his face. "I love you George and I will always support you but you have to admit that it sounds rather fantastic." Linda was choosing her words carefully. "Could you change into the little boy for me now so I can see it work?" George looked at his watch and said, "Sure, I just have to be able to change back before tomorrow morning at 8:00am so I can go see my stock broker. The medallion only works every 12 hours on the same person. Since I will be _away_, I have to sign over the stock account to you so you can order them to sell when the time is right. Then tomorrow night I head for the airport." "Why do you need to change back and why are we going to the airport?" Linda wanted to know. George explained his plan in detail. Tonight, he would pack all of his clothes and load them into Linda's car. Linda would take his clothes and store them at her grandmother's house. Her grandmother was quite old and she would never notice a few extra boxes of clothing in her garage. Tomorrow morning they would go see his stock broker and transfer the account. Then, in the evening, they would drive to the airport and George would park his car in long-term parking. It could stay there for weeks before anyone noticed it and even if they found it sooner it wouldn't matter. The car was on its last legs and wasn't worth anything anyway. George would walk into the airport and go to the men's room. He would lock himself in a stall and change into the little boy. He would have a carry-on bag with the little boy's clothes in it. He would throw away the clothes he was wearing and walk out of the bathroom. Linda would be there to pick him up and they would go back home. Well, she had to admit he had this well thought out, almost, assuming the medallion worked. There was one point that George had not thought through but Linda saw no need to pick his plan apart. She would have him demonstrate the medallion. When it didn't work, she would look for someway to get him to go see a doctor. "Okay George, show me how the medallion works." Linda told him. George got the bag with the shirt in it. It was a plain white T-shirt. He touched the shirt to the medallion and then he shivered. "I just felt a tingle run all over my body." George said. He put the shirt back into the bag and sat back. "This is supposed to take about 30 minutes." To her surprise, Linda noticed George start to change in a few minutes. His hair got darker and longer in the back. He was getting shorter and his beard stubble was disappearing. His eyes changed from gray to blue and got an innocent look only found in a child. George was running his tongue around the inside of his mouth. He suddenly smiled showing off a two-tooth gap where his front teeth used to be. Linda gasped then laughed. The damn thing worked! In the thirty minutes George predicted, he had changed into a slightly built 12-year-old boy. He now looked ridiculous in his oversized shirt and pants. He stood up and walked out of his shoes. Both Linda and George laughed. Linda told him to take off the clothes and she would get him a robe he could wear. Linda left the room to get a terry cloth robe for George. It would be too big but he would be able to wrap it tight and roll the sleeves up. While she was out of the room she heard George's new higher voice scream. She rushed back into the room and was astounded by what she saw. George had removed his clothing and was standing their naked. He looked like any other 12-year-old. Skinny body, almost hairless, almost sexless even, but not quite. George had mistaken the prepubescent child for a boy because SHE wore her hair short and wasn't particularly attractive. George had become a twelve-year-old girl. Many girls that age aren't that attractive. Linda began laughing at George's predicament. He was mortified by the situation. He was also angry with Linda for laughing at him but, eventually, he began laughing himself. He could change back the next morning and being a 12-year-old girl for one night was not a tragedy. Hell, it might be fun. Linda finally managed to stop laughing and just snicker every once in a while. George was embarrassed at his error but it was an easy one to make. He did not want to be a girl for the next four months though so they planned another trip to goodwill after the meeting with the stockbroker. They ate dinner with Linda making jokes at George's expense. George couldn't wait for the twelve hours to be up. "Georgia honey, pass the salt" Linda would snicker. "Not so much butter dear, we girls have to watch our waistlines." "Would momma's little girl like some ice cream?" The worst was when they cleaned off the table, Linda insisted on putting a frilly apron on George while he worked in the kitchen to "protect his robe". George suffered in silence. When he made them rich he would have Linda's respect. Besides, it was funny. After the dinner dishes were clean, Linda wanted to talk about the plan. She wanted to know where George got the medallion. He had found it near the horse stalls at the track. He had been out there looking for tips on the races and saw it lying in the grass. He had thought it might be valuable and taken it to a jeweler to get it appraised. The jeweler said it was worthless as jewelry but might be worth something to a museum. He had tried three and the first two had told him it was junk. He tried one more and the curator's assistant showed him a book of African folklore that described the medallion and it's powers. In addition to changing the wearer, with a piece of clothing, the wearer can touch another person with the medallion and the two of them will switch places. However, if the wearer is female and experiencing her menstrual period, the medallion cannot affect her. If she is pregnant, the medallion will not affect her. Her period or pregnancy must end before the medallion will affect her again. He offered it to the museum but they passed saying it was probably a fake. He took it home and tried it on the neighbor's dogs. They had two friendly basset hounds, one male and one female, that came over to beg for scraps from George. He would give them dog biscuits he kept on hand. George used the medallion to swap them and it worked. He took their collars off and put the medallion around the neck of one dog and touched the other dogs collar to the medallion. They seemed not to notice they were changing, so there was no pain involved. Later that day, George saw the new male mount the new female. She appeared just as willing as the male dog. The next day, George had tried to swap them back but it wouldn't work. Linda finished the story, "Mrs. Fields from next door told me her dog is going to have puppies. George, you changed that poor dog's sex and made him a mother." George smiled and admitted that was indeed what happened but the dogs seem just as happy as they have ever been. He had held on to the medallion hoping there was a way to make it pay off for him Bedtime came and they went to bed. They shared the same bed but they just hugged each other goodnight. The next morning, George used the medallion to change himself back and he then threw the t-shirt away. He had no desire to be a little girl again. George and Linda went to his stockbroker and George gave Linda authority to make buy and sell decisions on his account. She had full power to handle the account as she saw fit. George made a show of making sure the broker knew he was leaving and would not be back for some time. All instructions from his wife were to be followed. The broker agreed and they left. They went to the Goodwill Store and George made sure that he found a t-shirt that had been worn by a little boy. Linda even went up to the mother and asked told her she had a very nice looking son. The mother beamed and thanked her and told Rick to thank the nice lady. That convinced them they were right this time. While they waited Linda looked at the selection of dresses and women's suits. She was impressed with the good quality of clothing there was available. She also noticed that some very well dressed women were shopping there. Linda found a red dress that she liked. She tried it on and showed it to George. It was a simple casual pull over style dress and it fit her very well, showing off her curves without being revealing. He agreed it was good looking on her. It was the kind of dress you could wear with heels and stocking to go out to dinner or with socks and sneakers to shopping in. She bought it since it was only $10.00. Linda decided she would have to shop here more often especially in the near future. When they had made their purchases, they went home and George started to pack all of his clothes into boxes and loaded them into Linda's car. Linda packed George's carry on bag with the t-shirt to change with and a change of clothes. When her car was loaded, Linda gave George the bag she had packed and kissed him goodbye, she would not see her husband for several months. She apologized for doubting him and told him to be careful in the restroom at the airport. George headed to the airport, parked out in long term parking and waited for the bus to take him to the terminal they had agreed to meet in. George went straight to the restroom and locked himself in the last stall. He pulled the plain white T-shirt out and unrolled it. The medallion lay in the center of the T-shirt. He placed the medallion on and touched the T-shirt to it. He felt the same tingle he had felt before but this time it was more concentrated around his nipples and groin. He looked down at the T-shirt and noticed something he had not seen before, a nametag, Lucy Watson. That was the name of Linda's sister! She had been a graduate student studying archeology when she had turned up missing in the Amazon just a month ago. They American consulate had found her personal belongings on the side of the road. They had sent the belongings back to her nearest relative, Linda, since their parents were both dead. Linda refused to believe Lucy was dead. Now she had forced George to change into Lucy! There was a note in the bag along with the red dress, panties, a bra and socks and sneakers. The note gave George instructions for fastening the bra and told him to meet Linda where they had agreed and she would explain. George sat down, resigned to being Lucy for the next twelve hours. When he had finished changing, he got undressed and then he struggled into the bra. Linda's note told him to put the bra on around his waist with the fasteners in front. Then he hook it and spin the bra around so the cups are in front. He did so and managed to get the bra on although it felt tight. Then he slipped on the panties and noticed how nice they felt. He put the dress on over his head and slipped on the socks and white sneakers. He brushed out his now long blonde hair with the brush Linda had left in the bag. She had also included a purse so he would have someplace to carry his wallet and keys. There was makeup in the purse as well, but he refused to put any on. Now he had to get out of the men's room when he looked like a girl. He decided to just walk straight out and if anyone said anything he would say he had just made a mistake. The room was empty when he opened the stall. He threw his old clothes into the trashcan. He intended to walk straight out but he caught sight of himself in the mirror. He had seen what a great pair of breasts Lucy had when he put the bra on, but now he was stunned at how beautiful she actually was. George had known Lucy since she was 14. He had dated Linda for a couple of years before they got married. Lucy was now 23 and she had filled out very nicely. She was short like Linda about 5' 5. She had bright green eyes and a pert, turned up nose. Her hair was long and golden blonde, hanging well past his shoulders. He stared at his reflection, transfixed until the outside door opened. He spun his head to the left and felt the long, straight hair fly out and settle back into place. He automatically used both hands to comb his hair away from his face and hook the strands behind each ear. He saw a startled look on the face of the older man who walked into the restroom. He was already unzipping his pants as he approached the urinal. When he saw this very pretty girl standing there he stopped and looked around, confused. George walked toward the door saying he was sorry, wrong room. George noticed that his voice had changed, just like it had last night. He walked quickly through the airport toward the doors he and Linda had agreed on. He could feel the stares of men on him as he walked. His face was red from embarrassment and he avoided making eye contact with anyone. Thankfully, Linda was waiting when he walked out the door. George got right in the car and told Linda to drive them home. Linda was utterly convinced that her sister was alive. She and Lucy were too close for her to be hurt badly or dead and Linda not feel something. Lucy was alive and well and she would come back someday. Linda was sure of that. That was why she could use Lucy's clothes and other things for this disguise, without having a guilty conscience. George was mad, she knew he would be. When she explained why she tricked him, including the fact that he had no choice, he would come around. Linda had decided that George needed a lesson about gambling and how bad it was for him. She intended to scare him so badly he would never make another bet again. She was going to make him think he was stuck as a woman. She would also make sure he knew it was all because of his gambling. They drove for several miles before George had enough control to ask Linda why she had turned him into her sister without screaming at her. Linda explained that she had thought out his plan and found a problem he had not considered. If George became a 12-year-old boy, he would have to go to school or Linda would wind up in court. Linda couldn't send him to school, there were no school records from his last school. He couldn't stay home. Being a twelve-year-old he couldn't get a job. They would have to buy him a whole new wardrobe and he might even grow out of those clothes before the four months were up. They didn't have the money for that. As Lucy though, he had ID, he was an adult, he could get a job and he could wear Linda's clothes since Lucy and Linda were the same size, almost. Lucy had slightly bigger breasts. Plus, Lucy left some of her clothes there, the dresses, skirts and heels, she wouldn't be wearing on an archeological dig. It made much more sense for George to be Lucy for the next several months. At a stoplight, Linda looked over at George and had to smile. He was sitting there with his arms crossed under his breasts and his legs crossed thigh over thigh. He had a sour look on his face just like Lucy got when she didn't get her way. Linda noticed some other things as well. "Your nails are so short, I remember Lucy wearing her nails much longer. They look shorter than you wore yours. And your legs need shaving badly. It's not like my sister to let herself go like this." George looked at the nails of his right hand. He spread his fingers and held them out at arms length, palm away from him, just like a woman would look at her nails. He glanced down at his legs and he could see hair close to a half inch long. "Well, Lucy was on an archeological dig in the jungle" George pointed out. "She probably wasn't able to bath very often and if she isn't wearing skirts or dresses, she wouldn't care if her legs needed shaving. Didn't you say they wouldn't even be wearing shorts because of the bug problem. Her nails probably wouldn't stay long if she was digging with her hands, as archeologists do." Linda agreed with him. Living in the jungle would create problems for nails and leg shaving. Lucy had been in Africa for over a month when her belongings were sent home. The medallion had changed George into Lucy at the time she had last worn the t-shirt. "When we get home, you can get in the shower and shave your legs and I bet your underarms need it as well. Then I have some glue on nails you can have. After that we'll have a make-up lesson." Linda told him. "Wrong, when we get home, I am going to change into a pair of your jeans, and a T-shirt. Then tomorrow morning I am going to change into that little boy from the Goodwill Store. Then we will work out the rest of the problems." George tried to sound firm but Lucy's sweet soprano voice betrayed him. What came out sounded just. . . cute. All his performance lacked was a stomp of his petite foot at the end. Linda couldn't help herself. She began laughing. George just got angrier, of course. When she had some measure of control Linda explained what she was laughing at. When George had made his little speech he had looked and sounded just like Lucy when she was 16. Their mother had arranged a date for Lucy. The boy was the son of an old high school friend who lived out of state. He was in town for the weekend visiting relatives. The two friends thought it would be cute if their 2 sixteen- year-old children had a date together. Lucy had thrown a tantrum just like George had a moment ago. Linda began laughing again and didn't stop for a full minute. George was humiliated. His wife had turned him into her own little Barbie doll. She was going to take him home and dress him up and paint his face and then what, get him a date for Saturday night? This would stop when they got home. He still had the medallion around his neck. He clutched it tightly in his fist. Linda stopped laughing and tried to apologize to George but he refused to even look at her. Instead he stared out the window, not speaking until they got home. Linda unlocked the door and they went inside. George demanded a pair of jeans and a t-shirt to wear until he could change into the little boy he intended to become. Linda told George to sit down. She had something to say. "George, I'm going to do something I should have done a long time ago. I'm kicking you out of the house. George Hamlin doesn't live here anymore. He can't come back until he has proved to me that he is a responsible human being. That means no more gambling, no more selling my personal belongings. It means getting and keeping a job and basically just growing up." George felt his blood run cold. She was kicking him out? How could she do this to him. What would he do? Where would he go. He was penniless and until tomorrow morning, he was a young woman. This had become a nightmare, he thought he could trust Linda, now she was betraying him. He tried to speak but his voice failed him. "Relax for a minute and let me finish, now that I have your attention. George can't live here, but Lucy can. I have explained why Lucy is a better choice for a disguise. Now it's your call George. You can leave and try to live the next three to four months on your own, as whoever you may choose to change into, or you can stay here as Lucy. There are some additional things you need to know. First, I didn't store your clothes at my grandmother's house, I took them to a Goodwill trailer. You know one of those trailers they put in front of grocery stores and people take donations to. There are about 30 of those trailers in town, you'll never find the right one before your clothes are gone. Second, I saved one pair of your jockey shorts and I have it in a small floor safe I had installed several months ago. I use it to store some money in where you couldn't get to it. All I have to do is slip those jockey shorts on myself and George Hamlin will never be seen again. Now, if you are willing to abide by the rules of the house, for the next 4 month's or so, then, Lucy, you are welcome to share my home." George found it hard to breathe. He was trapped. He had no way to survive for the next four months without his wife's help. If he didn't agree, he didn't know what to do. He felt tears begin to sting his eyes. He was crying! He didn't cry. Even when he lost big, he always accepted his defeats. Now he was crying like. . . like a. . .woman! George put his hands to his face and sobbed out loud. Linda was moved by his tears but she did not go to him. He had some hard lessons to learn. She was going to have to be tough on him if he was to learn anything at all. Finally George got control of himself and wiped his face with his fingers. Linda handed him a tissue and he dried his eyes. He agreed to her terms, he had no other choice. George asked Linda what the rules of the house were. "First, your name is Lucy Watson. That is the only name I will refer to you by and the only name you will answer to. That is for your own good. We can't take any chance that the goons that will be coming around looking may suspect that you are not Lucy." "Who could look at me and not suspect that I am Lucy? I'm 8 inches shorter, over 120 pounds lighter and I'm a woman. No one could possibly suspect." George protested. "What if they send a private detective to trace your last few days," Linda said "to get a lead where you might have gone. That investigator talks to the pawn shops you frequent. They mention the medallion you were trying to sell. That leads them to the museums you tried to sell it to and then they find out about the medallion's powers. They will know there is a young woman staying here now and she is acting strangely for a pretty girl. All they have to do is put two and two together and you can find yourself dead." "That brings us to the second rule. You will dress and act like the beautiful young lady that you appear to be. That means if a man asks you out and there is no good reason not to date him, you will. You don't have to have a romance but you will date when the occasion arises. This is for the same reason. If you refused every invitation, it would look strange. All you have to do is go out with them once and then tell them you didn't have a good time. They won't bother you again. After a few dates you can claim you have met a young man and you are seeing him. Then you can stop dating. I see the argument building in your face. Don't say anything. These rules are non- negotiable. If you don't want to follow the rules, there is the door. I'll help you every way I can and we'll get through this together but you have to obey these rules or that's it, your out." George felt all of the fight leave him. Everything she said made sense. He didn't like being a girl for the next four months but the alternative was maybe death at the hands of the loan shark. He would do as Linda said and he told her so. "Good," Linda said, "we can make this fun too, you know. Just act like it's a role you're playing. But we have to keep the pretense up even when we're alone. If we don't, we can slip when we're in public. Now, more rules. You have about a week to get used to being a girl. It may not take that long but I'll think about extra time if I really think you need it. When you are ready, I expect you to find a job. There is no reason that in this economy, an attractive young woman, with a college degree, can't find a job in a short amount of time. You may not quit that job. If you find yourself the victim of sexual harassment, tell me immediately. I will help you with that. Other wise, you have to keep the job. Fourth, no gambling, period. No lottery numbers, no get rich quick schemes, no football pools. Nothing. I may have to come up with other rules in the future but that will do for now. Any questions, Lucy?" "So it starts now?" Lucy asked. "Yes, you are now my sister who just finished college. You must think of yourself as a woman and as Lucy. You are going to stay with me since my loser husband has abandoned me." "Hey, what do you mean calling me a loser?" Lucy demanded. "I didn't, I called my husband a loser, he packed up all of his clothes, sold my good jewelry and left without telling me where he was going. You are my very pretty, younger sister and you are not a loser. Now, jump in the shower and shave your legs and underarms. Wash your hair and use lots of conditioner, it looks dried out. I would take you to the beauty parlor to get it treated, but that deadbeat George left me broke until payday." Lucy went to the bathroom and undressed. She spent a couple of minutes examining her nude body in the mirror. The bra that Linda had put in the bag was a little tight on her and she felt some relief when she freed her breasts. She looked into the face of the young woman she had become and sighed. She had really screwed up this time. Her very fate rested in the hands of her former wife, now sister. If Linda got mad enough at her she could find herself a woman for life and then what? Marriage, kids, soccer practice in a denim skirt and a mini-van. The thoughts made her shudder. She wanted to be George again as soon as possible, but the brass ring was out there, just out of her grasp. If the stock deal went the way the guy explained it to George, they would be set for life. "Got to hang on to that dream," she thought. She adjusted the water to a comfortable temperature and began to shower. She lathered her body up and suddenly found something good about being a woman. "My God did that feel good" she thought as she washed her new breasts, "That has got to be a sin to do that or it wouldn't feel so good." she got control of herself and reasoned that Lucy was a very healthy young woman in more ways than one. She probably had a sex life and the body remembered it. Lucy carefully shaved her legs and then her underarms. She found herself shaving her groin without having thought about it. When she was done it was in the shape of a neat little triangle, probably for a bikini bottom. It was almost spooky the way her body knew what to do and just did it. After shaving, she washed her hair twice. It took so much shampoo and so long to rinse out that she wanted to get it cut short. When she put the conditioner on it, she was surprised how much nicer it felt. Lucy finished her shower and toweled off. She felt much better and she liked how her legs felt and looked after being shaved. She put on the clean underwear she had brought with her. The bra was the same size though and she still felt a little cramped. Then she put on the robe Linda had given her. She wrapped her hair in a towel and went into the bedroom. The closet looked strange with only Linda's clothes hanging there. She felt for the medallion and remembered she had taken it off when she had gotten into the shower. She went back to the bathroom but it was gone. Linda walked into the bathroom just then. She told Lucy she had put the medallion in the floor safe for safekeeping. They didn't want anything to happen to it, right? Lucy had to agree but she also knew she had been locked into her role as a woman even tighter. Linda had Lucy sit at the dining room table and she glued fake nails to her own short nails, shaped them and painted them red. Lucy had to admit her nails looked much better. She had to sit still for awhile until they dried. Linda had said they should have a makeup lesson but it was getting late. "I have to go to work tomorrow," Linda said. "I called in sick today but I can't do that often. Tomorrow I want you to wear a dress or skirt all day and practice sitting and walking. I also want you to wear high heels all day. You can start out with short ones but I want you to practice with the regular heels like I wear everyday. You will have to wear them when you get a job. The next day is Saturday and I will be able to spend the day with you, helping you learn how to be a woman. Now, lets find you something to sleep in and get your bed made." "What do you mean, my bed. Can't I sleep with you?" Lucy asked. Linda paused a moment. "Okay, tonight since it's your first night here, but tomorrow we have to move you into your own room. We are sisters, not lovers, we can't share a bed any longer." Lucy was a little sad at the thought that she was going to be sleeping alone. She wanted to have Linda close by as she still loved her. As her sister though, she would need her own room. She resigned herself to this fact as she had so many other times this evening. Linda got Lucy a nightgown that displayed her cleavage. She wanted everything she wore to remind her she was an attractive young woman. It was mental conditioning. Lucy accepted the gown and put it on. Linda was happy to see Lucy staring at herself in the mirror for a long time. She told Lucy how pretty she was. Lucy smiled with her mouth but her eyes were full of doubt. Linda said it was time to go to bed and they did so. Linda climbed into bed and rolled over, her back to Lucy. She turned out her table light and was soon asleep. Lucy lay awake for some time wondering what the next four months would bring. She felt like crying over her lost manhood and hoped she would be whole again soon. Linda was blackmailing her and there really was nothing she could do about it. Finally she fell asleep. Her dreams were too jumbled that first night to remember. Lucy woke up when Linda did. She got up at Linda's urging and watched Linda apply her makeup. Linda told Lucy to practice what she saw and Linda would critique the results when she got home tonight. Then Linda was out the door and Lucy was alone. The first thing she did was find the floor safe and try to open it. She tried every combination of numbers that Linda might use. Birthdays, anniversaries, etc., nothing worked. She gave up after an hour. She noticed she had chipped her nail polish. She cleaned the polish off as Linda had shown her and applied new polish. She chose a dark pink shade that she thought looked better. She then got dressed. She put on a knee length dress made of some soft material she didn't know the name of. The dress was dark blue with red and white flowers on it. The bra was still uncomfortable but she was getting used to it. She also pulled on a pair of panty hose and some black shoes with 2-inch heels. They were the lowest heels Linda owned that weren't flat. Lucy was surprised to find out she could walk very easily in the heels. She remembered shaving her bikini line the day before. Apparently the body remembered some things all by it self. Lucy tried higher heels and they were just as easy to walk in. She went into the room that was to be hers and opened the windows to air it out. She put clean sheets on the bed and vacuumed the rug. She then went through the clothes that the real Lucy had left behind. They were mostly dresses and some skirts and several pair of high heels. Lucy tried on the shoes and found they fit better than Linda's, though Linda's didn't hurt her feet. Lucy spent the next hour practicing applying makeup. If she tried to duplicate what Linda had done, she found herself rather clownish looking. When she relaxed more and just let her body do what felt natural, she found herself with an attractive, subtly applied face. Satisfied, she straightened up the make up table. Lucy strolled into the living room, sat down and without thinking about it, crossed her legs. She turned on the TV and was soon engrossed in Ophra. Linda got to work and spent the first 20 minutes in her boss's office. She was the office manager for a small law firm. She explained to her boss that her husband had packed up and abandoned her yesterday. She conjured up some tears and he was soon patting her back and offering her assistance. Linda dried her eyes and told him she wanted to file for divorce but wasn't sure how to go about it. Her boss, David Farmer, told her he would take care of everything. He needed his office manager at her peak. She was a vital part of his business. Besides, he thought it was long since past the time that she should get that bum out of her life. Linda left the matter in his hands and went to work. She made a few calls first. She canceled George's atm and credit cards. She took his name off of her utility accounts and the phone calling card. She did everything she could to eliminate the persona of George Hamlin from her life. Lucy got bored watching TV. She looked for something to do and decided to start the laundry. While the washer was running she cleaned the kitchen and started vacuuming the house. By the time Linda got home the house was clean and the laundry done and put away. Linda was greeted by the sight of a very pretty young woman wearing a casual denim dress. She had changed into one of Lucy's dresses since she liked the style better. Linda was very impressed with her makeup and the way she moved and walked and held herself. Linda complemented Lucy on how nice she looked and received a smile. She then noticed the house had been straightened up. It hadn't been a mess but it was obvious that she had cleaned. When she found out the laundry was done as well she hugged the younger woman. "Now we have the whole weekend together. I have a surprise. My boss, Mr. Farmer gave me a bonus today, $500.00. We can go out to eat and buy you some new bras and get you some makeup that better suits your coloring. Linda had dark hair and a slightly darker skin tone. She shared Lucy's bright blue eyes, a trait the inherited from their mother. Linda told Lucy to get her purse and they would head to a restaurant. Lucy was dressed casual and Linda took a minute to put on a denim skirt and a red top. Linda picked a trendy restaurant she had wanted to try but couldn't afford. This was a special occasion though. They were seated almost at once. After a minute, before a waiter could get their order, two drinks appeared. Linda protested they hadn't ordered them and the waitress pointed to two men at the bar who waved at her and Lucy. The waitress checked Lucy's ID to make sure she was at least 21 and then left the drinks. Linda smiled at the men and raised her drink to them before taking a sip. It was a double bourbon and coke. She didn't drink much and this would be the only one she had tonight. Lucy took a sip of hers and found it to be stronger than she cared for. She continued to sip it throughout dinner. They ordered salads and ice tea and finished their drinks. The two men came over and asked if they could set down. Linda gave her best smile and explained it was a girls night only. Sorry, maybe next time. She warmly thanked them for the drinks but refused to give them her phone number. Lucy was scared Linda was going to ask them to set down. She knew she had made a lot of progress today but she was not ready for a man, yet. After eating, Linda drove Lucy to the mall and they went to Sears. She helped Lucy pick out and buy several bras and a dozen panties of her own. Linda explained that women really shouldn't share panties. She also got her some nude colored panty hose. Then they went to the make up counter and Lucy got a make over. As good as she looked to begin with, she was stunning when they left. Linda bought some makeup for Lucy's new look and they left the mall. Linda stopped at a drug store and bought Lucy some tampons of the same brand that had been in the box of belongings sent back from Africa. She knew Lucy would need some sooner or later and she had thrown the others out, afraid they were no longer sterile. Arriving back home they had just got back inside when someone knocked on the door. Linda answered the door. She was met by a tall man with a broken nose. He was dressed in an expensive suit and wore expensive shoes. "Is George Hamlin in?" he asked politely. Lucy heard the voice and nearly wet her panties. The loan shark looking for his $50,000.00! She knew he was coming but she had hoped he wouldn't. Unreasonable hopes are fueled by denial. George had been a master of denial. Lucy walked into the living room and stood where the loan shark could see her. He had intense black eyes and a cruel mouth. When he saw Lucy he stared openly at her breasts and then her legs. Lucy felt herself being undressed by his eyes. She did not care for the experience. The loan shark smiled at her but his eyes did not change. Linda explained to the loan shark that her soon to be ex-husband had packed up all his clothes and left for parts unknown. She told him she did not know where to find George Hamlin, nor did she care to know. The loan shark nodded, he had heard this before. The bums left their women behind to take the heat for them. He wasn't going to lean on this woman though, it wasn't her fault that she had picked the wrong guy to marry. He looked her up and down. She was just as good looking as the blonde behind her, a few years older but just as tasty. She would have no problem attracting another man. Maybe she would pick better this time. The loan shark said he would be around from time to time and left. Linda closed the door behind him and turned to see Lucy standing there, shaking in fear. She ran to Linda and held her tight as she collapsed into tears. She had never been so afraid in her life. Linda got her calmed down and pointed out to her that the plan had worked. She had fooled the loan shark into believing George was gone. Now they just had to hold out until the stock went up and they were set. Lucy went to the bathroom and repaired her face as Linda told her to. Then she put on one of her new bras. It was so much more comfortable. She hand washed Linda's bra and hung it up to dry on the shower curtain. The next day, Linda and Lucy went window-shopping. Linda wanted to see how Lucy behaved in public. Before leaving she picked out Lucy's outfit. She selected a short, pleated skirt and a set of 3-inch heels from Lucy's closet. She gave her one of her own T-shirts with a scoop neck that helped accent Lucy's chest nicely. She wasn't trampy looking but she would draw some stares form men and women alike. On the way to the mall, Lucy asked if they could afford to cut her hair. She really didn't like the extra long look and she wanted it to be less time consuming. Linda agreed and that was their first stop. Lucy spent an hour looking at different hair styles before selecting one that was still long enough to cover her ears but short enough to wash and comb out and have it looking good. The stylist first washed and conditioned Lucy's hair since it was still dry from the African heat. When Lucy left the salon, her hair almost glowed. It was healthy looking and the style fit her face perfectly. Linda was very pleased. They walked the mall for two hours and finally Linda was too tired to go on. She had worn a skirt and heels too at Lucy's insistence. Now her feet hurt and she was ready to sit down. She suggested a movie and they walked around to the multiplex. Linda wanted to see the new Mel Gibson movie, Lucy wanted to see the new Julia Roberts movie, they were discussing it when a pair of guys approached them. They were both about Linda's age of 26 and they said they couldn't help over hearing the conversation the girls were having. They had the same problem and offered the solution of taking each of them to the movie they preferred, their treat. Linda looked at Lucy and nodded. "Okay, who am I going to see Mel with?" Linda asked with a smile. The one nearest her, extended his hand and introduced himself as Tony. She shook it and thanked him for the invitation. They walked off toward the theater playing their movie. Lucy was left standing there with the other guy. He was tall, at least 6' 3. He had sandy brown hair and hazel eyes. He wore a neatly trimmed moustache that caused her to wonder what it was like to kiss someone with a moustache. She mentally shook her head, wanting to dispel the thought. The young man held out his hand and told her his name was Ricky. When she told him her name was Lucy he laughed. "I guess that means we're meant to be together." he said and thankfully, he did not do a Ricky Ricardo impersonation. Lucy laughed in spite of the fear she was experiencing. She took his hand and shook it. They went into the theater and enjoyed the movie and to her surprise, Lucy enjoyed his company. He was witty and very considerate. He never attempted to put his arm around her or even 'accidentally' brush up against her. They left the movie with Lucy discovering she was sorry their time alone had ended. Ricky and Tony invited the girls for a drink and Linda declined telling the boys they had some errands to run and laundry to do. Lucy knew she was fibbing but she didn't object. They gave the boys their phone number and then they left. On the way home, Linda pressed for details about Lucy's first movie date. Lucy told her they watched the movie, he made a few jokes and bought her popcorn and a diet soda. He was very polite the entire time. Linda was a little disappointed with the results. She had though her hot looking sister would at least have had her hand held. But it was a first step and Lucy hadn't objected to the situation. She actually seemed to be enjoying herself. Lucy asked Linda what happened between Tony and her. Tony was about Ricky's build with black hair and a clean shaven face. He had dark brown eyes and a slightly crooked nose that gave his face good character. Linda was silent for a minute. She admitted that Tony had put his arm around her and during a passionate love scene, he had kissed her. She had started to respond but then pushed him away. Lucy was dumbstruck, gone less than two days and Linda was kissing another man. She felt tears gathering in her eyes. Linda saw her clouding up, preparing to rain and apologized for the kiss. She should have seen it coming. But she pointed out that she was going to have to date sooner or later. She was a young, attractive woman with a normal sex drive. Her husband had just left her, it would seem normal for her to begin dating again. Lucy remembered something Linda had said earlier to the loan shark. She had called George her _soon to be ex-husband. What did she mean by that? Linda pulled over into a parking lot. She turned off the motor and faced Lucy. "My boss filed my petition for divorce yesterday. He cited the reason as abandonment. I told him George had moved out and took everything with him. He paid the filing fee and he gave me the bonus since I had told him how broke we were. He is a very good man and he will help me get through this. I owe him a great deal." "Has this been your plan all along, change me into someone else who doesn't need to be cared for and then get rid of me too. Did you even save any of my clothes or is that just something to tease me with. Isn't it enough you've made me a woman, do you have to rub my face in it too?" There were no tears this time. Lucy was mad, she had been betrayed repeatedly by the person she loved most and now Linda was divorcing George. Her old life was gone for good, she was sure. Linda had no adequate answer to her allegations. She couldn't tell Lucy what she was going to do and have it still work. "All I can say right now is you will have to trust me." Lucy really had no choice. She would have to wait and see what happened next. Her options were non-existent. She had put all her faith in Linda, it appears to have been misplaced. She had never felt so powerless in her life. They rode the rest of the way home in silence. They watched TV together and Lucy went to bed early. She thought about how she enjoyed being with Ricky and how she had felt when the movie was over. She wanted to go to the bar with him! Well, probably better she didn't. She rolled over and went to sleep. The next day, Lucy got up, showered and while under the hot water, she explored her female parts more thoroughly. She found out what a female orgasm was like. Different, maybe better since it lasted so much longer and was followed by the warm afterglow. But it was not as intense as a male orgasm, which burned out much quicker. She couldn't help but wonder what it would be like with a man inside her. She shuddered at the thought of another man sticking himself inside her body. She had to get her body back. When she came into the kitchen for breakfast Linda was already there making coffee. She poured Lucy a cup and Lucy apologized for losing her temper last night. She told Linda she was right, they must keep up appearances. Linda hugged her and kissed her check. They made breakfast. As they ate. Linda told Lucy she was ready to look for a job. She had told her she would have a week but she couldn't see why she should wait. She looked, acted and sounded like the young woman she was. Today they would prepare a resume for her and tomorrow she could start job hunting. Linda had a computer system her employer provided for her so she could handle emergency document preparations without having to go to the office. She could draw up the documents, fax them to the attorney to review, make any corrections and then fax them to the parties without ever touching a piece of paper. The system came with a 56k modem and Internet accesses. Linda and Lucy worked up a resume and printed off 25 copies. Then they used the Internet to find job openings in their area. Linda printed out a list of possibilities for Lucy to try over the next several days. Lucy went to her closet and looked for something suitable for job hunting. She had several nice, dresses but they were more evening oriented. Linda had her try on several of her business suits. They all fit fine except one that buttoned up the front. Lucy's fuller breasts caused the jacket to gap open around the buttons. Lucy selected one with a knee length skirt and some matching shoes. They laid everything out and Linda showed Lucy how to put on panty hose, it wasn't necessary, she already knew how. They watched more TV and made an early night of it. The next morning Lucy showered, without the extracurricular activities. She blew her hair dry and was pleased that it really did just fall into place. She thought the shorter cut made her look more mature and professional. She put on a bra, panties and her panty hose. She carefully made up her face and then put on the suit and shoes. She gazed at her reflection and was impressed at how good she looked. She would not get rejected for her appearance, that was sure. Linda was impressed as well. She had high hopes for her success in finding a job. Appearance was so important. The only problem Lucy had was no car. Linda offered to loan Lucy hers but she would have to drop her off and then pick her up. Since she would not be able to buy a car for some time, Lucy would need to get a job that was accessible by bus. With that in mind, they left. Lucy dropped Linda off and then started on her rounds of the companies that were hiring. She had computer skills and a degree in history. But the real Lucy had the knowledge to go with the degree. This Lucy had the skills because George had computer skills as well. They had agreed she would look for an office job. It was only temporary anyway, she hoped. Lucy was offered an interview at the first place she applied to. The supervisor talked with her for half an hour, impressed with her knowledge and maturity. She gave Lucy a skills test and she passed with flying colors. The woman offered Lucy a job starting immediately with a salary review in 3 months and a free, monthly bus pass. Lucy couldn't believe her luck. As George she had looked for a job for weeks and not even gotten past the application. George had even applied to this place and never heard from them. Lucy went to Linda's office and showed up in time to go to lunch with her. She told Linda the good news. Linda was shocked, she was so used to George spending many weeks finding a new job. This was fantastic. They went to the deli located in the building Linda worked in and had salad and ice tea. Lucy was enthused about her new job. The ease in which she had gotten it and the way everyone at the office had treated her. Lucy would be an administrative assistant to a jr. vice president in charge of billing. She would be expected to maintain the same level of appearance as she displayed during her interview. If she made it through her 90-day probation period, she would be given a clothing allowance. Linda told her they could look at Goodwill, they had some amazingly nice outfits there. The prices where cheap too. Lucy decided to go there after lunch and look around. Linda gave her fifty dollars in case she saw something that looked good and fit. Lucy spent 2 hours and all fifty dollars at the Goodwill store. She bought 4 suits and a dress. At home Linda was given a fashion show. Everything that Lucy bought was stylish and expensive looking. Maybe it was last year's style, but it still looked good. The best part was everything would fit Linda too, so she had gained some new outfits as well. For the next month, Lucy was out the door to catch her bus and to work half an hour early. She loved her job and her boss. She was the friendliest person Lucy had ever worked for. Lucy was well thought of too. She had noticed some bottlenecks that were slowing down bill processing and delaying some payments. Her suggestion had earned her a $250.00 bonus for productivity improvement and an 'at-a-girl' letter for her file. Lucy spent the bonus on clothes and diner out for Linda and her. At the beginning of her second month, Lucy was asked out by one of the account executives. Since he was not in her department, she could date him if she wanted to. She said yes seemingly before thinking about it. The young man she had gone to the movies with, Ricky, had never called her again. Maybe because they turned down the drink offer, maybe he lost the number. Whatever the reason, he hadn't called. Now a very nice man had spent at least three days getting up the nerve to ask her out. She had noticed him hanging around on her floor, where he did not work. She had first seen him when she had gone to his department to pick up a file her boss needed right away. He had helped her find the file and they had exchanged names. His name was Carl. He had dark red hair, warm brown eyes and a quick smile. For the next three days she had seen him passing her office. He would look in and wave. He would be there when she left for the day, holding the door for her, even when she left half an hour late one-day. She was wondering what being on a date would be like. She thought it was natural to be curious and she was right. Linda and she had discussed it. Linda wanted her enjoy herself but to also be careful. She had handed her a package of three condoms. Lucy blinked twice and handed them back. "I won't need these, let me assure you." Linda pressed them into Lucy's hand. "You might, that's why I'm giving them to you." "Wait, how about birth control pills? Then I don't have to worry about having something like this with me." Lucy asked. "Okay," Linda said, "I'll call my gynecologist tomorrow morning. She can probably see you right away. She'll have to examine you of course and give you a pregnancy test. Then there is the internal examination." "What do you mean, internal examination?" "Well, first, you take off all of your clothes and put on one of those gowns that tie in back and gap open. Then you lay down on the table, they put your feet in the stirrups and she sticks this metal thing in your . . ." "Okay, okay." Lucy said hastily, "I get the point. I'll take the condoms but I won't need them." She placed the foil packet in her purse. They then discussed what she would wear. Carl had invited her to a dinner theater that was _dressy_, so it needed to be evening wear. Linda helped Lucy go through her closet. Linda found a black dress with spaghetti straps. It was low cut and short. She had Lucy put it on. Lucy slipped it over he head and looked in the mirror. She looked fabulous. She had never seen herself so sexy. She immediately took the dress off. "Why did you take it off. You look great in that dress?" Linda asked her. "Too damn great, if I wear this, I WILL need the condoms." Lucy retorted. "And would that be so bad?" Linda asked her. Lucy was stunned, Linda was suggesting she have sex with a man? Why? "Look, Lucy, you have an opportunity to experience sex as a woman. I don't know any other man who has had the chance you have. Why not try it. If you don't like it you can always just not do it again. If I were in your shoes, I would want to at least try it once." Lucy was fidgeting, truth be told, she wondered the same thing herself. Her own experimentation in the shower showed her the possibilities. "What if I find I like it more than sex as a man? What do we do then?" "Honey," Linda said softly, "you need to consider the possibility that you may not be a man again. The stock isn't climbing like you said it would. In fact, in the last three days, it's slipped a little. If we can't pay off the loan shark, there is no one else for you to become. I have no idea how to create a new identity. Do you?" Lucy shook her head no, while she looked down. She really got herself in a fix this time. "Well," she thought, "nothing to do but ride it out, see what happens. I got used to being a woman, if I can change back, I'll get used to being a man again." "What shoes should I wear with this dress?" she asked Linda. Carl picked Lucy up on time and they had a good meal, saw a pretty good play and then Carl took her to a quiet little bar he knew. They sat in the bar talking for hours. They were finally asked to leave by the manager when closing time came. Carl took Lucy home and they sat in the car talking for a few minutes more. Lucy was stalling because she wanted Carl to kiss her. Carl was stalling because he wanted to kiss Lucy but was afraid to try. Finally Lucy leaned forward and kissed Carl. He was surprised but recovered and kissed back. They held the kiss for over a minute. When it was over, Lucy thanked Carl for a lovely evening. He asked if they could do it again and she agreed. He then escorted her to the door where she gave him another, briefer kiss. Lucy went inside and she could hear Carl whistling as he walked to his car. Linda came out of her bedroom. She was a little cross looking. It was after 2:00am. She had been worried since midnight. She was getting cold feet about pushing Lucy into being intimate with someone she had just met. Lucy smiled at her. "It's a little late, isn't it?" Linda asked. "Just a touch. We've been talking for most of the last 4 hours. He is such a fascinating man. He wants to take me scuba diving next summer." "When you weren't talking, what were you doing?" Linda asked. "Kissing, but just a little. The beard stubble will take some getting used to but I think I can adapt." Linda breathed a sigh of relief. Lucy was okay and would probably be okay. "Well, I'm going to bed, at least tomorrow is Saturday and we can sleep late." Linda said as she yawned. "G'night Linda, see you in the morning." Lucy said as she walked toward her room. Lucy lay awake for awhile reliving the kiss and the desires that came alive in her when Carl had held her. She fell asleep with a smile on her lips. Lucy dated Carl exclusively. She gave herself to him on their 5th date. She discuss