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One of the Girls
by Jennifer Adams
©Jennifer Adams,1997
Eric just pulled away from the curb after dropping his date off. As he
drove home, he thought about when they had met. It was a little over two
months ago. He was in restaurant near campus and she had been sitting
with some girlfriends. She was the only one he'd seen before. They
shared some classes and he knew that her name was Jessica Anderson. He
had also known that she had transferred to Millikin from Kent State and
she was also a sophomore and a music major. He had looked at her and
found her captivating. She was a little shorter than he normally like,
guessing her about 5'6" but she was slender and had a statuesque look to
her. A man with her build would be called lanky. It gave her the
illusion of height until one stood next to her. Her breasts were small
to average. What did they say? " a more than a handful's a waste". She
also had long flowing hair that fell to the middle of her back in light
brown tresses. Her face was elfin in quality.
He watched her subtly until all the other girls at the table, three
including her, left and she was sitting alone finishing her coffee. Once
she turned and looked at him, he thought she had caught him looking at
her. He didn't want to appear to be staring or even stalking her, so he
got up to leave. He put his coat on as it was getting colder, it
wouldn't much longer until everything was covered in a blanket of white.
He walked past the table where she was sitting and she spoke to him. "
Hi."
He turned and looked at her stunned and thought that she caught him
checking her out and was going to make a scene. ' Nah,' He thought. ' I
was far to subtle and it wasn't like I just sat and stared at her.' He
was still a little apprehensive and quietly replied. " Hi."
Cheerily she said. " My name is Jessie. I know that you are Eric from
class."
" Why yes. I'm pleased to meet you Jessie." He extended his hand and
took the one she offered daintily. He just wanted to get out of there,
usually if a woman initiated the conversation in a situation like this.
It mean she was going to confront him about something.
Just as he thought he was going to get out of there, she said. " Would
you care to join me? My friends went home. They have a long drive ahead
of them." Now he didn't want to be rude so he accepted her invitation
and sat down.
The waitress brought his coffee cup over and asked if he would like a
refill. He nodded. He figured that if things got too spooky he could
just split. He'd been in similar situations before.
After the waitress left she casually said. " I saw you looking at me on
and off since I came in." He turned crimson and prepared to bolt. " I
thought I'd give you the chance to get a better look and get to know me
a little better. Besides, I think you are cute." She smiled warmly. He
studied her face as she did so. It was beautiful, although one wouldn't
notice it at a glance. She looked pretty but not beautiful. Her crystal
blue eyes sparkled. It was incredible.
Still a little apprehensive he replied. " That would be nice." They had
talked until the restaurant closed and then he escorted her home. As
they spent the evening together, he couldn't get over how feminine she
was. It seemed to be becoming a lost art these days. With women trying
to be equal to men, they seemed to be slowly losing their femininity,
but not her. She seemed to embrace her femininity and enjoyed being
different from men. He left with the promise of a date and then couldn't
stop thinking about her until the date came.
Even now, he thought of her almost constantly. He thought about her
constantly. As he thought back on their first meeting he realized that
she had controlled the situation as she did now. She seemed to have a
controlling personality, but not domineering. She just had a way of
making people happy to do things her way and they didn't feel used
afterwards. Even though, Eric knew she controlled their relationship,
she did it in a way that he did not find offensive and actually rather
enjoyed. She usually picked where they went and what they did on dates,
even when he chose he still felt like she had something to do with it.
Now he could hardly wait until Friday. He was going to have dinner at
her apartment and then she was going to let him listen to some tapes she
made. It promised to be a cozy evening. All week he could think of
little else. She brushed against him a little as he walked with her
between classes. Not in a sexual way but with the enticement of intimacy
and closeness of a female body.
Finally, the big night had arrived. This was going to be the first time
he would be in her apartment. She had explained early on that she was an
old fashioned girl and believed that certain things were not acceptable
with in certain periods of time. She would never invite him up to her
apartment because she felt that it wouldn't be right to have a man in
her house until she got to know him a little better. After two months,
he guessed, she finally felt that she knew him well enough. He looked
forward to going to her place for dinner, it would be a real treat to be
alone with her. He knew that there wouldn't be anything sexual, since
she had made that clear with the invitation. He respected that. He was
just looking forward to the intimacy of being alone with no other people
around.
He got ready to go and then realized that he was an hour early. He
decided to go pick up a bottle of sparkling fruit juice to go with
dinner. He was uncertain what type of juice to get so he decided to go
with a raspberry that the clerk had suggested. The clerk said that it
was sweet and tangy and if nothing else, would be an excellent after for
dinner.
Finally, after killing a little time. Eric was ready to head over to
Jessie's apartment. He glanced up at the full moon and thought that it
would add a romantic air to the evening. She smiled wide as she opened
the door for him and he could tell that she was as excited as he was, if
not more. " Eric, Come in." She beamed, her eyes sparkling like the dew
in early morning light. She was wearing a short puffed sleeve pale pink
blouse and a tan skirt that came to mid-thigh. The blouse was
translucent and he could make out a lace camisole underneath. Her bangs
were teased up and the rest of her hair fell free. Unlike she wore for
class. In the three months he had known her, she had never worn pants or
slacks. It was always dresses or skirt and blouse combinations. He
wondered if she even owned sneakers. She always wore either high heeled
sandals until the weather got too cold, or pumps, or dress flats.
She took his coat and hung it in the closet. He glanced down the hall
and noticed that two of the three doors were closed as he knew they
would be. It wouldn't be proper for her to let a man see her bedroom at
this point. He looked around the rest of her small apartment. It
consisted of a kitchen, a livingroom/ diningroom combo, a bathroom and
either had one bedroom and a closet or two bedrooms. She left him
standing there while she took the sparkling raspberry juice into the
kitchen and offered his a glass of iced tea, while the wine chilled in
the refrigerator. He said. " That sounds good."
She returned with two glasses of tea and offered him a seat on the sofa
while they waited for dinner to finish cooking. She sat down beside him
with her nylon knee touching his and they chatted about school and about
their career hopes and dreams. She would get up occasionally and check
dinner. When it was ready, she motioned him to the table and brought
dinner to the waiting table.
They continued to talk while they ate a nice meal of roasted beef with
potatoes and carrots. After dinner she brought out the juice and two
glasses. She handed the bottle to him and set the glasses down on the
coffee table. He opened the bottle and poured the half a glass each and
was about to sit on the sofa, when she said. " Would you mind starting
the tape in the stereo? I have to excuse myself for a couple of
moments."
He agreed and walked to the stereo, while she headed down the short
hallway. After starting the tape, he sat on the sofa and waited for her
to return.
As he listened to the tape he began to notice some odd feelings in his
body. He felt a tickling in his hand and tried to bring up so he could
look at it. He found that he couldn't move it. Experimenting a little,
he found that the only thing he could move was his eyes. He glanced down
at his right hand. As much as he could see was a lot more slender. His
fingers were looked longer and his nails had grown considerably. He
could feel it begin to move up his arms which were out of his view. He
could feel them getting smaller. It was beginning to spread like wild
fire, up to his shoulders and then began to fan out. He could feel it
reaching for his head and also caroused his chest and back.
About this time, he realized that it had been a few minutes and Jessie
hadn't returned. He thought it odd, but the feelings in his body quickly
distracted his thoughts of it.
He looked down as far as he could and was able to see some of his chest.
He thought that he saw it pushing out in two places equal distance apart
and in size. The feeling of the protruding flesh was now becoming
evident to him. The tickling had reached his neck and cause a
constriction in his throat. He became quickly distressed and wondered
just what was happening to him. Then as quickly as it came the
constriction left as his jawline receded. The tickling moved downward as
his chest subsided in its expansion. His stomach tightened and things
gently moved around inside it. He could also feel it in his face moving
slowly toward the top of his head. He could feel his facial features
rearrange themselves to a new configuration. He assumed, more feminine.
After all, he'd described enough TG transformations to know what was
happening to him. He just didn't know how or why. He could feel hair
growing from his head and his scalp itched so that he thought it would
drive him crazy. During this, he forgot all about the downward moving
tickling sensation. Finally, he felt hair on his shoulders through his
shirt as a mass with a little weight. As it stopped growing so did the
itching. That was when he was able to focus on the tickling that was now
heading down his legs. He mentally felt his hips and they now felt much
wider than before. He could also tell that his legs were no longer the
ones he had known. As it reached his feet it slowed and gently
dispersed. He sat there on the sofa still unable to move as the tape
clicked to a stop. All at once his body went limp.
He could sense movement and looked up to see Jessie standing in front of
him. She was now wearing a leather body suit and thigh high boots. He
almost expected to see a riding crop with this get up, but she held
none. She said. " Well, well. You have turned out quite nicely. Let's
get you cleaned up and into more appropriate attire. Stand up."
Eric was surprised that his body immediately complied to her command. In
a moment he stood before her, a little wobbly. His body sent him
thousands of alien sensations that nearly caused him to fall back to the
sofa. His body, how ever would not allow that and he continued to stand
erect. He tried to ask her what was going on, but before he could get
his mouth working well enough to ask. She cut him off. " I see that we
need to lay down some ground rules. First and most importantly, you are
never to speak without permission. You will never question me, and you
will do everything I tell you. Although, you can't help but do that.
After you are made presentable and only then will I explain to you what
just happened. Now get out of those ridicules men's clothes."
Again, he complied immediately. ' It must've been that tape.' He thought
to himself. Soon he was naked and was then commanded to go take a shower
and shave "her" underarms and legs. Jessie gave her permission to look
in the full length mirror in the bathroom after taking his shower, but
only for one minute. He walked to the bathroom and could feel his new
hips sway as he walked.
In the bathroom, he started the water and tried to steal a glance in the
full length mirror that hung on the back of the door, but try as he
might, he couldn't get his head to turn in that direction. He felt the
water and got in and began to lather his body. He looked down at the new
creation that he now wore as he did so. Then, just as he was told, he
shaved. He heard Jessie's voice through the door. " Use shampoo and
conditioner, and use the after shave foam." He did, without so much as a
thought.
After his shower. He looked in the mirror, even though he already knew
what he would see. It still shocked him to see this beautiful creature
looking back at him out of the fogged mirror. Except for one thing, he
was now totally feminine. He did retain his male genitals and they
appeared to be a little larger than before. His breasts seemed huge to
him, but they really weren't all the large. Long blonde hair crowned his
delicate head and fell to his shoulder blades. He was now lean and lithe
with feminine flared hips. Precisely one minute later, he emerged from
the bathroom. Jessica led him into the one of the bedrooms, she pointed
to the other door and stated that it was her room and it was off limits
unless otherwise specified.
In the room were all sorts of women's clothes and a vanity. Jessica
tossed a pair of panties, then a matching bra to her companion and told
him to put them on. As Emily put them on, she discovered that they were
crotchless and bra had an open nipple design. He put it on and was a
little amazed at how large it made her nipples look as they poked out of
the openings.
Jessie began speaking. " Stand in front of this mirror and listen to
me." She paused long enough for the girl to stand in position and then
continued. " From this point forward you are Emily. Eric no longer had
any meaning to you for quite some time. We will be leaving here in the
morning and you will be my new sex slave. You see, in order for me to
complete my transformation in to total womanhood, I must trap one male
in this in-between state and train them to dominate another male into
the same fate that I have placed you in. You see I know you write TG
fiction on the internet and now you're taking a sabbatical for more
study on the subject." She smiled.
She started again. " When your training is complete you will choose one
of three things. One, you can become a complete woman by enslaving a
male as I have done to you. Two, you may stay this way and become my
permanent slave. Or three, you can return to being male, although, once
your training is completed you will have a hard time acting like a man
ever again. As I'm sure you've noticed, you have no choice but to obey
me. Part of your mind rebels I'm sure, but you must go along with me
none the less. It will be easier if you don't fight it. I hoping that in
a year, you will be ready to make your decision. For now go to bed. I
will begin your training in the morning." With that Jessica watched
Emily crawl into bed, then she turned out the light and walked out of
the room. She knew this was going to be fun.
Fin.
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