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DANCE, DANCE, DANCE by Jennifer Adams ©Jennifer Adams, 1997 It was late November when Tim received a pink slip in his pay envelope. When he inquired as to why, he was told that he was just not able to meet the company's needs. So, he just went and cleaned out his locker and left quietly. Tim had been a factory worker all of his adult life. After being laid-off, a year ago, from the company he had hired into out of high school, he couldn't seem to find anything he was good at. He couldn't go back because they had gone belly-up shortly after laying him off. "Too many imports" was the noted cause. That had been a real blow. He was the end of a long line of hard working skilled factory workers. His father, grandfather and his father and so on. Now he was out of work again. He was humiliated and embarrassed. He began looking for another job immediately, But in a poor economy the heartland always suffers most. Jobs become a precious commodity. He always seemed to be one in five-thousand applicants. After nearly two months of searching he still had come up empty handed. He had exhausted his bonds and T-bills. Now his savings were all but gone. He didn't even have enough to make his house payment. Luckily, or unluckily, which ever the case may be, he didn't have a wife and kids to support. The fact was that he was too shy around women too ask for a date, let alone ask one to marry. Not that he was horrid looking. He was fairly attractive, yet not a stud. He was six foot even and weighed two- hundred pounds. His height taking up most of the weight, which meant that he was not fat. He kept his brown hair short for a nice clean cut look. More depressing than losing yet another job, was the fact that he was now thirty and had very little to show for it. After all, he was taught to derive pleasure from being successful at his job and now he had none. Without a job he wouldn't be able to make his house payment and would go into default. Beings that he'd worked himself into being in danger of a nervous break down, literally. He decided to take some money and go to Cindy's Hotspot, a local strip joint, and blow of some steam. He walked in and ordered a drink. As he watched the girls dance he couldn't help but noticing how much money they had in their garters. Which made him feel more self-conscious, because they were making good money working and he wasn't. After about an hour he realized that being there was actually making him feel worse instead of better. So he decided to leave and just drive around. He was just getting up to leave when he heard a sweet female voice behind him. " Hi Tim, haven't seen you here lately." It was Lisa. Having been a regular, a couple of the girls had warmed up to him. The girls weren't allowed to date the customers, so he felt safe in knowing that he wouldn't be expected to ask for a date. " Hi Lisa, I lost my job and haven't had any money." He said. " Sorry to hear that. Are you working now?" " No, its been kind of slow going." " Want to talk about it between sets?" So, he told her about how he had gotten pink slipped and couldn't seem to find another job. He had cashed in his bonds and sold all his T-bills. And closed his CDs and all but depleted his savings accounts. She said that it was too bad that he wasn't a woman because she knew that Cindy could always use another girl. They laughed. He stayed there talking to Lisa for another hour between sets. She promised that she'd ask around and see if she could help him find a job. Then she had to get up on stage and dance her three dance set. The music played and she danced, teasingly threatening to take off her panties by pulling the waist band away from her tummy. They rarely took off anything important during the first dance. She did remove her lace robe like cover. During the second dance she took her halter off letting her firm breasts bounce free. Tim loved the way her breasts looked, taut and firm. They were slightly larger than average and still had their youthful high perch on her chest. Upon starting the third dance her pink lacy panties came off. She flung them around her finger as she danced. Tim watched her pussy with aroused admiration. He liked how her inner lips just barely peeked out of her pussy. The thing that really turned him on about her was the fact that she was so small. He knew that she couldn't be taller than five foot. He watched as she continued dancing and twirling her panties. Then she danced over to him and crouched down in front of him, giving him an excellent view of her open pussy. He slid a dollar into her garter. Then she took her panties and put them on his head and danced away. He watched her through the pink lace as she moved to the other side of the stage, still captivated by her female scent still on the panties. He left them where she had put them, only lifting the part covering his face just enough to see clearly. So, there he sat with her panties on his head. After her set, Lisa went straight to the dressing room to put on another outfit. He got up and took her panties off his head and went to the dressing room door to wait for Lisa to come out, so he could give them to her before he left. While he waited, he thought about their relationship. Over the three plus years of him going there regularly, they had become pretty good friends, although they had never done anything outside of the club. He was also friends with a couple of the other girls and Cindy herself. But Lisa seemed to take more of an interest in him than the others. Lisa came out of the dressing room. " Oh, hi. I thought you were still sitting at the stage." " I'm going to take off and I wanted to make sure you got these." He said and held the panties out to her. " No." She said pushing them back toward him. " You go ahead and keep them. You look like you could use something to cheer you up." He continued to push against her. So, she took them and stuffed them into his pocket. " I'm not taking no for an answer. When you feel down you can take them out and maybe they'll cheer you up." He blushed and said. " Thanks." They said good-bye and he left. He got in the car but didn't feel like going home so he just drove around for a while. He ended up at a near by lake. Well, a drained lake basin. It was a man made lake that was drained every winter so that it would catch the run- off during the heavy spring rains. Right now the only water was a stream that ran through the middle of the lake bed. He parked the car and got out and walked down to the stream. It wasn't very cold tonight, but the ground was still frozen. He just sort of milled around aimlessly. He had wandered around for a little while on ground that would spend the summer under water. Finally, he turned around to go back to the car when he saw something on a branch glistening in the moonlight. He went over to it to investigate and found a necklace wrapped around a small branch that was stuck in the frozen mud. He tried to examine it more closely but he couldn't see much without a flashlight. So, he broke the branch off just below where the necklace was and carried it with him to the car. He would examine it more closely at home. When he finally did get home, it was pretty late. He just left the necklace on the kitchen floor, still wrapped around the branch, and went to bed. The next morning, Sunday, he began working on separating the necklace from the branch over his first cup of coffee. After getting it off the branch he looked at it closely. It was mostly covered in dried mud. All that he could tell was that it was a medallion on a long chain. He decided that in order to get a better look at it he would have to clean it up. He ran it under the faucet and rubbed the mud off with a soft scrub brush. Then he went back to his coffee as he looked at his find. It appeared to be made out of gold and still had its luster in spite of being in mud and water for who knows how long. The necklace had the picture of what looked like an angel or a fairy on it. He wondered what he would do with it. It was a little on the femmy side, so he doubted that he would ever wear it. Maybe he would give it to Lisa for giving him her panties. He decided to at least try it on to see how it looked on him. He put it on and went to his bed room to look in the mirror on his dresser. The bathroom mirror was too high to see it well. He looked at it and thought it looked pretty dorky. He sat down on the bed and thought about how he would give it to Lisa. He knew where she lived because he had driven past her house one time and she was standing in the front yard. He didn't want to go there since contact between dancers and customers was strictly forbidden and he didn't want her to lose her job. He really didn't have the money to go to the club and besides it was closed on Sundays. He didn't want to mail it to her because he didn't want her to think he was stalking her. As he sat there thinking about her he reached into the pocket of the pants he wore last night and took out her panties. He lifted them to his nose and smelled her sweet scent. The necklace was quickly forgotten. He laid back on the bed and enjoyed the aroma of her sex. As he laid there he dropped his arms and rested his hands on his chest. Suddenly he felt an odd sensation in his groin and hips. Sort of tingly, yet not unpleasant. In fact it felt pretty good. He laid there with the Lisa's aroma wafting up from the panties in his hands enjoying the feeling in his groin, which began slowly moving outward trough the rest of his body. In fact he was beginning to get aroused. He opened his robe and slid his hand under the waistband of his briefs to massage his manhood, which seemed to be lacking any feeling at all. It was almost like it wasn't even there. When his hand reached its intended destination he sat bolt upright in the bed. His groin was vacant of its former occupant. Sitting up, he realized some other differences as well. His hips and ass seemed bigger for one. He stood up, dropping the panties on the bed as he did so. He untied the robe and let it fall to the floor. He pulled off his briefs and looked at the point in question. Sure enough! It was gone. All that was left was a small triangle of soft dark brown hair where his mass of pubes had been. It looked like Lisa's crotch. He could feel that odd feeling still slowly spreading through his body. He went to the mirror to see if there were any other changes that he couldn't see without a mirror. As he walked to the mirror he nearly fell a couple of times. When he looked at his legs he discovered that they were getting softer and appeared to be shrinking. His hair seemed to be disappearing as the sensation crept down his legs. At the moment his thighs were soft and smooth while his calves were still hard and hairy. If his legs were changing behind the sensation spreading through him, then was his waist changing as it moved up toward his chest? He looked. It was. His once muscular stomach was now soft and hairless like his thighs. No not quite, he discovered. Looking a little closer he noticed that he still had hair on his stomach. It was just so fine that it was barely noticeable. As he watched in the mirror and glancing down from time to time his body continued to change as the sensations spread. He watched as the hair slowly disappeared from his chest and lower legs. Then his nipples started to tingle and expand until they were the same size as Lisa's. Then they began to get puffy and started swelling until he had breasts, again they were the size of Lisa's. He wanted to scream, or run, or do something, unfortunately, he was paralyzed with fear. About the only thing he could do was to volley glances between the mirror and looking down. By now the sensations had moved to his shoulders and his ankles. He could feel the bones in his ankles shrinking and shifting. He could also feel his shoulders shrinking. A look in the mirror revealed two things. One, his shoulders had shrunk considerably, and two, he was now a lot shorter. He looked closely in the mirror and discovered that from the neck down he looked exactly like Lisa. As the sensation moved into his feet he could feel that they were changing as well. When it got to his head his hair turned a lighter brown and grew until it reached his shoulder blades. If it hadn't been for his face, he'd have sworn that he was looking at Lisa in his bed room mirror. Then he felt it in his face and he could feel his features being rearranged. His vision blurred for a minute. When it cleared he saw Lisa. She was staring at him from within the mirror with a look of horror on her pretty face. He blinked. So did she. He moved his mouth. So did she. She also moved her hand when he lifted his to cover his mouth in surprise. He was Lisa. He just stared in disbelief for a long time. He couldn't believe that the woman in the mirror was him. After quite some time he was able to compose himself enough to walk back to the bed. He tried to sit down and misjudged the distance and almost wound up on the floor. Sitting on the bed he began to explore himself with his now tiny hands. He felt his breasts and his nipples. They contracted when the touched them. He found this fascinating since he'd never been with a woman. Then he slowly moved his hands down past his taunt belly and along his widened hips. He was suddenly aware of a warm feeling growing into a wetness between his legs. He moved his right hand to explore the warmth and drew his left hand up to his right nipple. His finger slide into the slit that was now there and he could feel the inner lips that he'd fantasized about exploring. Only in his fantasy they were on Lisa, not him. As he moved his finger along the slit he exerted more and more pressure and found a little nub that produced a similar, yet more intense, feeling to his penis. It was slightly lower than his penis so he figured that it must be the infamous clit. As he explored it the slit became slick and as he move his finger down it slid into a hole. He shuddered as a wave of pleasure rushed through him. He liked it, so he continued to massage his nipple and his groin until the most intense feeling engulfed his whole body. It continued for several minutes. He thought his body would turn itself inside out. He laid there for a long time while he calmed down from his first female orgasm. After he composed himself he had to laugh. It was ironic that the first time he'd ever had a sexual encounter with a woman, was with himself. He decided that he needed help and the only one he could think of was Lisa. He had to go and talk to her. He knew that he couldn't go like this, so he took a shower and went back to the bed room. He figured that the first place to start was with the panties. He put them on and went through his clothes to see what he could find to wear. He ended up putting on a pair of sweats and rolled the arms and legs up so his hands and feet would stick out. He held out on a pair of his tube socks before putting on the sweat pants and found that they went easily up over his knees. That was humiliating. He somehow knew that a bra would keep his boobs from bouncing but he neither had one or knew how to put one on. His next problem was foot wear. He ended up stuffing a sock in the toes of a pair of his high top tennis shoes and wrapped the laces around his tiny ankles twice before tying them in a large bow. Then he went to the closet and put on a coat and bunched the sleeves up. There was no point in taking his wallet, the license in it wouldn't match, so he just took his keys and went out to the car. He got in the car and had to move the seat up all the way. This made him realize that he had to exert more strength than he used to. He started the car, adjusted the mirrors and was on his way. He pulled into Lisa's driveway and walked to the door and lifted his hand to knock. Then he got scared and turned to walk away. Suddenly the door opened and a woman said. " May I help you?" He turned around to see Lisa with a stern look on her face. He stammered. " Hi Lisa, I need to talk to you.... In private." " I don't know you, do I?" " Yes, no, well I look different." " You look like me." " I look exactly like you. That's what I need to talk about. Can I come in? Please?" " Hey?! Is that Tim's car?" " Yeah, its mine... I mean Tim's." " Well, if you know Tim I guess... Wait a minute. You're not mad because I gave him my panties are you?" " No, but I need to talk to you about that too." " I'm sorry. I didn't know he was involved." " I'm not... I mean he's not. Look can we talk inside. What I have to say is pretty unbelievable and embarrassing." " Yeah sure. Come in." They went into the house and he told her the whole story of how he found the necklace and cleaned it up and how he was thinking of giving it to her. Then he told her that he tried it on to see if it would look good on him and he got her panties thinking about her, and how he put them to his chest and then he turned into her. then he lowered the sweat pants and showed her the panties. She asked to see the rest of him and he took off his clothes. She looked closely at the nude female claiming to be an exact copy of her. She was right she did look like her. Tim said. " The only difference is this mole I found an the back of my neck. You don't have one." She turned white. At once she knew that the woman before her was an exact copy. " Not any more. I had it removed right after I started dancing. You're an exact copy of me. And you say my panties turned you into me?" " No, well sort of. When I put them on my chest I was still wearing the necklace. I must've touched them to the necklace on the necklace, and it turned me into you." " If it weren't for the mole on your neck that I had removed I would never have believed you. This is incredible. It's like looking into a 3-D mirror. I'm sorry. It must be quite a shock to become a member of the opposite sex." She said. " Have you tried touching anything to the necklace?" " When I got dressed my sweat shirt touched it but nothing happened." He said a little panicked. " Don't worry. If it made you like this, I'm sure that it'll change you back. In the mean time I'll see if I have some clothes you can borrow. You'll be okay." " I hope you're right." She didn't answer him. She just led him to her bed room. She had him take off the sweat suit since it didn't fit him now. She handed him a bra and told him she would help him in a minute. While he was watching her rummage through her drawers, he absent mindedly put the bra around his chest and hooked it in the back and pulled the straps over his feminine shoulders. It fit like it was made for him, or more precisely, like he was made for it. He then adjusted his breasts in the cups as she turned around to help him. She just stared at him in awe. " Have you ever put a bra on before?" She asked in amazement. " Nope. First time... Hey, I just did it without thinking about it. Like I'd done it all along." " Hmmm. I have an idea I'd like to test." " Sure." She lead him back to the living room and turned the stereo. " Dance." " I can't dance." " I think you can. Try it." He was still protesting when he realized that he was dancing and running his fingers under the bra straps exposing ample amounts of his new breasts in the process. " Hey! I can dance. What do you know." He continued dancing. By the second song, he was taking the bra off. Lisa turned the stereo off. " That's enough. I just wanted to see if you could do the things I could. That's amazing." " Yes it is. I just hope its not permanent." " I really don't think so, put your bra on." " Its your bra." " Not for now, put it on." " Okay." He put the bra on as before. Like he'd done it for years. They went back to the bed room and she found him a couple of outfits and gave him some make-up. He asked her why she gave him make-up as he was applying it to his face. She said. " That's why." When they went back into the living room he was wearing a bra and fresh panties, a red T-shirt, a pair of tight jeans, knee highs and a pair of penny loafers. He also wore a pair of pierced earrings. They sat down and talked about what happened. While they were talking he picked up a bottle of nail polish and painted his nails red to match his T-shirt. " So, do you have any ideas?" He asked Lisa. " I have a couple, but I want to experiment with this a little first." " Like what?" " Well, for one you could be me at work for a night or two." He laughed and she joined him. Then she got serious and said. " I'm not joking." Immediately, he stopped laughing and looked at her like she was nuts. " What?!" " Well you need to make some money and I could use a day or two off... We could help each other out. I mean you look like me and you can dance like me. It might be fun for you to find out a little more about women. It might even cure your shyness." She said. " What do you mean shyness?" " Oh c'mon, I'm not stupid. I've seen how you act. I'll even go as far as to bet that you're the first woman you've ever explored." He blushed. " See?" She concluded. " Okay, maybe you're right." He said. They started laughing. All at once she stopped. He looked at her and she said. " So, am I right?" " Right about what?" " Don't play dumb with me. Were you the first woman you ever explored?" He got very quiet and coyly said. " Yes." Then he turned bright red. Lisa let him spend the night it was like a teenager's slumber party. They did things like playing board games and talking about what they would have to do if he was stuck like that, and just plain cut loose and acted silly. In the morning he went home so that he could try touching one of his garments to the necklace. He touched one of his shirts to it and began to feel his body starting to change once again. With in half an hour he was his old familiar self. The last thing to change was his genitals. When he saw his clit grow past his hair and start taking on the color of his vacated penis he breathed a sigh of relief. After making sure that everything was as it was, he quickly got dressed in his own familiar jeans and T-shirt. Just as he was combing his now short hair, he heard a knock at the door. He went to answer it and it was Lisa. She was wearing a gold low cut blouse and a black mini-skirt. " Hi, I see everything went well?" " Oh yes, Everything is back to normal." " I'm glad to hear that." She said somewhat dejectedly. " You don't sound very convincing." " Well, I did kind of like you as a woman." " I had fun too. Thanks." They spent Monday together, too. The strange thing was that they still acted like he was still a girl. They knew he wasn't and he didn't act like a fairy. They just related to each other more like girlfriends than like a man and a woman. It was fun. Finally, she invited him in for a night cap. While they drank their drinks she talked to him about using the necklace to become a dancer. He was really leery, but the fact that he was about to loose everything he had worked for, helped him to seriously consider it. Then Lisa said that maybe he should try it first. Maybe he should try being her for a night. Then he could make an informed decision. After all, they both knew he could dance as her. After a little more talking she convinced him to try it for 24 hours. They went to his house and he got the necklace and put it on. He was just going to touch Lisa's Bra, he'd taken off earlier, to the necklace when Lisa reached out to him and pulled him to her and gave him a deep passionate kiss. As she did she touched her bare chest against the necklace and felt a little spark. After the kiss she pulled away from him. " WOW! What was that for?" He asked in surprise. " I thought I'd give you a kiss as a man in case you experienced one as a woman. This way you'd have something to compare it to." He laughed an embarrassed laugh and he touched the bra to the necklace. It didn't take them long to realize that, as he was changing she was also. She became very nervous, but he told her that he seriously doubted that she was changing that it was just her imagination playing tricks on her. They soon discovered that he was wrong. She was becoming him as he was becoming her. In half an hour he was Lisa and she was Tim. " Wow, this is too weird! Even weirder than seeing you as me." She said more than a little worried. " I know just what you mean. That's how I felt the first time." She put on the necklace and tried to touch her blouse to the it, but nothing happened. She was still Tim. They or rather she had taken her clothes off as she changed since she was becoming a lot bigger as she changed. She now stood in only a pair of red panties, her new appendage peeking out the top. Only the head was visible. Suddenly, Tim as Lisa felt a strange sensation wash over her and thoughts of that dick in her mouth filled her head. Until, at last she reached out and touched it. "Wow! It feels bigger now." Lisa had let his head lull back and his eyes rolled back into his head as she touched it. Then without a second thought, like her body was controlling her she dropped to her knees and mimicked the thoughts in her head and wrapped her lips around it and began to suck it. Tim couldn't believe that he was kneeling down. Not only with a man's dick in his mouth, but it was the dick that belonged on him. As he sucked it, he tried to take his mouth off it but just couldn't bring herself to do it. He was appalled at sucking his own dick and could do nothing to stop. After several minutes he was loosing his disgust and starting to enjoy it. Then with Lisa's dick in her mouth Tim's slowly becoming female mind was sodden with images of being on her back with this man on top of her. Suddenly, she felt a tightening in her crotch and thought she could almost feel this dick inside her. Lisa as Tim must've been having similar thought because he gently guided her mouth off of his member and tugged at her too large jeans, which fell instantly to the floor. Her men's underwear soon followed suit. Then he pulled her T-shirt over her head to expose her large breasts and began sucking her right nipple. Then Tim as Lisa felt a large masculine hand between her legs. She was now so excited that she quickly opened her legs to give his fingers access to soaking pussy. Instead of sticking his fingers inside he massaged her clitoris with his index finger until she thought she would burst and she began begging him to fuck her. He smiled and quickly and expertly obliged. He used his tool with the expertise of a craftsmen, after all he had spent many a night on the receiving end and knew exactly what felt good to the body under him. Finally, they both climaxed and collapsed in each other's arms. In the aftermath, Tim as Lisa reflected on what had just happened. She had just had her first experience with sex and not only was she the recipient instead of the giver, but the man was her own body. How humiliating. Now with her sexual appetite satisfied she could think clearly once again. They laid in each other's arms for a long time in silence, then Lisa as Tim said. " So? what did you think?" " Nice. A little humiliating, but nice." " Humiliating? Why?" " I just always thought my first sexual encounter would be with a hot girl, not as a hot girl." Lisa as Tim giggled girlishly. " I guess you're right. I thought it was great. How 'bout if we keep things the way they are?" " WHAT?!" Tim's pretty face was twisted in an expression of horror. Which caused Lisa's manly laughter to fill the room. " I'm just kidding. You should've seen the look on your face... HA HA HA!" " That's not even funny!" She pouted. " Oh, lighten up. I was just joking." She chuckled a little. " I guess it was funny." They got up and took separate showers, then dressed in the clothes that now fit them. Tim in Lisa's clothes and Lisa in Tim's. Lisa/Tim took his shower first and was getting dressed when Tim/Lisa came out of the bathroom and picked up the women's clothes off the floor. She put on the red panties she's taken off of her former body, or rather former form. Then she reached behind her back to hook the bra and pulled up the straps and adjusted her new breasts in the cups. She said. " Lisa?" " Hmm?" Came the response in a masculine voice. " Isn't what we just did fraternizing with a customer?" " Why are you a customer now? You look like a dancer to me." " No I'm not now, but you are." " I beg to differ. I have never been in the club as a customer before. you have. And I'm no longer a dancer. Besides that means a dancer can't make a date in the club. You came to my house so we didn't make a date in the club. You'd better finished getting dressed, you look hot and unless you want it again..." She pulled the gold top over her head and pulled her long hair out. Then she put on the black pantyhose and slid the skirt on. Lastly, she slipped her dainty feet into the black high heeled sandals and buckled them. She took a couple unsteady steps and became accustomed to the 2 1/2" heel. She took her purse and walked expertly to the mirror above the dresser and put on her make-up and brushed out her hair. " Well, I guess you have to go home now, huh?" She said turning to him. " I am home Lisa my dear. You're the one who has to go home." " Oh! Yeah, I guess you're right." " Before you go could you give some money so I can come see you dance tomorrow night?" He asked putting his hand on her shoulder. " Sure. Here you go." Reaching in her purse she gave him a twenty. He took the twenty and gave her a deep kiss. " See you tomorrow night. This really is a lot of fun. Like taking a vacation from yourself." She smiled nervously. " I'm the one who's going to be on display tomorrow night." " Don't worry. I do it all the time." " Yeah, but I'm really a guy!" She sighed. " Everyone will think you're me. No one will know you're a guy but me." " You're right. I'm still nervous." " I know, just try to relax. Good night." " I'll try. Good night." Reluctantly she turned to go. " Hey, If you don't think you can do it. Call me before you have to go in and I'll trade back with you." " Thanks, I'm going to try it. But it's nice to have an out." With that she left. He watched her little ass swing back and forth as she walked to her car. Somehow, she knew he was watching her ass but didn't turn around. She just got in the car and drove to her new home for the next couple of days. They had said twenty-four hours but really she would have to wait until she got off work. By then they would both be too tired to do anything but go to bed. She went into the apartment and got ready for bed. She put on a fresh pair of panties and a red and blue flannel nightgown that went to her ankles and a pair of footie socks. It was too cold to dress sexy for bed. She had done all this while worrying about tomorrow night, so she got dressed for bed without thinking. She looked down at herself dressed like she was in amazement. As a man she'd worn just her underwear to bed, so getting all bundled up was out of character for her. Must be the way that necklace effected her thinking. When she woke in the morning it took her a few moments of looking around this strange bedroom before she remembered what had happened the night before. She looked under the covers and saw her breasts rising and falling with her breathing. She sat up and got out of bed. After relieving herself she took a shower and took extra care to shave her legs, underarms and around her vaginal area. It was funny how men found hair there unsightly. Then she went back into the bedroom to get dressed for the day until she had to go to work. She put on a pair of jeans and a pink T-shirt with a powder blue bow on the front and in pink letters was spelled out BABY SOFT. Again she had no problem with the bra. She went to mirror and brushed her hair but didn't put on make- up. She was still having a hard time believing that she was Lisa. The woman of her male dreams and now she was the woman of these dreams. She made herself breakfast. Then she removed her nail polish and applied three coats of dark red polish to her finger and toe nails. She ate half a sandwich around 11 a.m., much less than she normally would have, and decided that it might be best to practice dancing a little. She put on a bikini and turned on the stereo. She found some CDs with some good dance music. She wasn't sure how she knew it was good dance music other than the necklace instilled knowledge. She started the CD and began gyrating around in time to the music. It was almost like she was just along for the ride. Not that she was out of control, she could've stopped anytime, but it was like her body just knew what to do. By the second song, she was really getting into it and removed her top. Now her breasts bounced as she danced and she even purposely move in ways that would cause them to bounce and jiggle. It made her feel seductive and she started getting arouse. She thought she could actually pull it off. At noon she started getting ready for work. She took off her T-shirt. Then she pulled her hair into a back ponytail so she could work on her make-up. She looked at the three piercing in each ear and fumbled through the jewelry box on the vanity stand. She picked two sets of studs for the upper holes, a real pair of diamonds and a pair of rubies. Then she put a pair of dangling gold hearts in the bottom holes. She studied them and thought they were very pretty. Then she set to work on her make-up. Ivory foundation, mascara, three color eye shadow ( light blue, purple and dark blue) to give her eyes a violet look. Then rose blush, dark red lipstick to match her nails and translucent powder to set everything and give that natural look. She knew that Lisa would not normally use that much make-up, but when dancing for tips the sexier one looks the more tips one gets. Then she put on a purple silk blouse and tucked it in to her tight jeans. She took out the ponytail and brushed her hair and squirted a minimal amount of hair spray to lightly hold it. She slid a couple rings on her fingers and she was ready to go. She packed some lingerie in a gym bag and grabbed her purse, locked the door on the way out, walked to her car and drove off to work. It was 1:45 p.m. She pulled into the parking lot, parked and got out of the car. She walked nervously to the door of the club and paused. She breathed a deep sigh and walked in. She was amazed at how much more familiar everything looked. " Hi Lisa. Did you have a nice weekend?" It was Cindy, she was standing behind the bar putting glasses away. " Hi Cindy. It was interesting." She said nervously. " Oh?" " I sort of met up with Tim." She blurted out before she realized what she was saying. " Tim? The one who comes in here every now and then? I haven't seen in here much lately?" Cindy said matter of factly. " He lost his job and can't find another one." " Oh? Sorry to hear that. Too bad he's not a woman. I could use another dancer." 'There it was again.' She thought. 'does everyone want me to be a woman instead of a man?' Cindy came out from behind the bar and walked with Lisa to the dressing room and continued talking to her while she changed her clothes. " So? are you two going to become an item?" Cindy inquired. Lisa blushed. which was very evident since her whole body glowed bright red and she was now standing in her bra and panties. Cindy giggled, thinking that it was because they were becoming an item, but it was because of the truth that Cindy didn't know. She said. " I won't pry, dear. Just tell me? Did you sleep with him?" This caused Lisa to turn an even brighter shade of red. " I'll take that as a 'yes'. Well, I hope it works out." Cindy left Lisa to finish getting dressed. She put on a lacy red chemise and panties and a pair of red leather heels. Another light shot of perfume and she was ready. As she was walking out of the dressing room a couple of the other girls were coming in to get dressed. They all said their hello's. Lisa noticed a girl she hadn't seen before, but yet she had. She even called her by name even though she had never been told it. ' Must be the effects of the necklace.' She thought. She asked Cindy for a drink and sat at the bar. Cindy told her that since she was the first one ready she was first up when the customers started coming in. Lisa looked at the clock on the wall. It was 1: 55, They would open for business in five minutes. By the time Cindy was ready to unlock the door, the other girls were coming out of the dressing room and heading to the bar for drinks. Shortly after that, the first customer came in. Lisa went to the stereo and plugged in a CD that she had brought with her and selected three songs at random not really paying attention. She got up on the stage and the music started. Just like before her body took on a mind of it's own and began gyrating to the beat. Inside she felt like she would die from the embarrassment of dancing like this in front of a man. Outwardly, she looked like a wanton slut and the fearful timidness in her eyes only enhanced her sex appeal. By the time she started her third dance, there were five guys at the stage, cat calling, tipping, and cheering her on. She removed her panties to become completely nude, except for her heels. Suddenly, She realized that the song that was now playing was "Dude Looks Like a Lady". She hadn't even realized the CD was Aerosmith. She felt a momentary flush of embassement over being the dude that looked like a lady. It soon passed. She looked up to see Tim sitting at the stage grinning like a Cheshire cat. Like she did with the other guys, she danced over to him and squatted in front of him and he tipped her in her garter. She even reached down and spread her pussy lips for him. Of course, all this was automatic. Time seemed to fly by as she danced and talked to the customers. Tim had left shortly before closing time. At closing time she went into the changing room and dressed in her street clothes. On her way out, Cindy told her that she seemed a little different tonight. Not bad, just different. To which she replied that she wasn't quite herself and left with a knowing smile. She drove to Tim's house where he was waiting for her. He opened the door for her and said. " So? what did you think?" " Not too bad." She said reaching into her purse and taking out a wad of money. She walked over to the couch and sat down. It felt funny to sit in such a familiar spot that felt so different against her new body. She counted the wad of money and was a little shocked to find that she'd earned a hundred and twenty dollars by turning men on. She looked up and Tim was holding the necklace. " How much?" He asked. " One-twenty." " Not too bad for a Tuesday. Wait until Friday." She was slightly taken aback at that statement. Friday? She still hadn't given much thought about dancing regularly. " I don't know about that yet. Here." She held out the money for him. " No, that's yours. I told you that you could have anything you earned dancing." She set it on the coffee table and walked over to Tim. He put his arms around her and drew her in for a kiss. As they kissed she could feel the pendant of the necklace press between their bare chests. Tim's shirt was open and it rested in the V- neck of her blouse. Almost immediately they felt the tingling begin in their chests. They stepped away from each other and took their clothes off. They watched as each other slowly changed back into their former selves. About a half an hour later Tim was Tim and Lisa was Lisa. Lisa removed the necklace and they kissed again. They slowly moved to the bedroom. After a night of passionate love making they finally fell a sleep in each other's arms. Tim woke first. As the sleep slowly slipped out of his mind the first thing he did was to lift the covers and check to make sure that he was a he. Then he got up and went to the bathroom like normal and went to the kitchen to make coffee. When the coffee was finished he woke Lisa up and gave her a cup, then went and made them breakfast. Over breakfast they talked about his experiences as a woman and if he thought that he could handle being a dancer. He weighed his options for several minutes. Finally, he realized that he didn't have much of an option and agreed to try it for a while until he could find something else. " Besides, you'd only have to be a woman while you're dancing, you can change back when you get home. Now I have an idea that I want to try so we need to go shopping with the money you made last night." Lisa said. After breakfast, he reluctantly got ready to go shopping, throwing on a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. Then they drove to Lisa's house so she could get some clean clothes. Then they headed to a discount store since he had only a little money to work with and she could only afford to loan him a small amount. He followed her around with a cart as she looked at sizes and styles, asked what he thought and threw them into the cart. She got mostly bras and panties. She got him two cover-all style jumpers and a pair of shoes. She told him that he could use her make-up and lingerie until he could afford to buy his own. They paid for her selections and went to her apartment. After they got everything inside, she told him to strip and she put the necklace on him. First she touched the panties to the pendant on the necklace and they watched as his genitals changes from male to female. As the examined the effected area they discovered that his hips also expanded to the dimension of the panties. She told him that they were size 6. Next she touched one of the bras to it, again his body changed to match the dimension of the garment. As they watched his nipples expanded and became puffy then they started to swell. He could feel their weight as they enlarged. Soon he stood there with these large melons attached to his chest. She said that the bra was a 36D. His body was still changing, his skin got softer and his body hair and razor stubble became fine almost to the point of invisibility. Then she touched one of the jumpers to it and he began to shrink. As he shrunk he continued to change in other ways. His hands and facial features became smaller and more feminine. She then touched a ponytail holder to it and his hair grew. Lastly, she used a shoe, which caused his feet to shrink. He felt the tingling in the parts of his body as she touched different items to the necklace around his neck. When the tingling subsided, he was a woman in a bra and panties. He turned and walked to her full length mirror and gasped at the beautiful creature that looked back at him. She was hot and if he still had his dick it would be as hard as a rock. As it was he felt a most contracting feeling between his legs. He knew from borrowing Lisa's body that it was feminine arousal. The girl in the mirror was slightly shorter than Lisa and had bigger boobs. She also had a slightly smaller waist and wider hips. She had long sandy blonde hair that fell past her shoulders and tiny feet. Although, he could see a resemblance to himself, it was in more of a family sort of way. In other words he looked more like the sister he never had. " I'm pretty." the new girl said as his mouth moved. " You even sound pretty." Lisa commented. " So how do you like this look? I have other things that we could try in a couple of hours. This jumper made you about 5'2". The other one will make you a little taller. I also have a bra that will give you smaller boobs, but I think you'll make better tips with these." " No, I think this is fine. These boobs are heavy, but I need the money, and it's not like I'm going to carry them around all the time." He or now she took her bra and panties off and looked at the new her completely unclothed. She looked at her hairless chest with those big mounds of female flesh jutting out off it. The male in her was impressed with the large size of her nipples and that part of her wished that she could explore them as a male, but knew that if she were a male that this chest wouldn't exist. Then she looked to the area between her legs. The triangle of light brown hair that was there was a little bigger than she'd seen on a dancer but knew that they shaved it and that she would have to do the same. She looked and the top of slit that peeked out beneath her pubes. She parted her legs and was pleased to note that her inner lips peeked out of her pussy like Lisa's. Lisa broke her thoughts by saying... " Come on. Let's get you measured and made up and dressed." " Okay." She loved the sound of her feminine voice. She put her bra and panties back on and decided that the bra did quite a bit to help take the weight of her large breasts. Next, they used Lisa's measuring tape for sewing and checked her measurements. Her chest was 36" and her waist was 27" and her hips 37". She was 5'2" tall as opposed to Lisa's 5'4", and weighed 114lbs. Lisa had her sit and paint her fingernails which had grown slightly, actually her nails had stayed the same length as her hands had shrunk. Then she had to do her toe nails in the same light purple as her fingernails. Then she sat at Lisa's vanity and applied make-up to her face. She was able to draw on her experience as Lisa to do a pretty good job of all of it. Lisa had her put on her heels and turned on the stereo so she could dance in her underwear. Again she was able to draw on her previous experience to dance as well. Lisa gave her pointers like since she had bigger boobs she should show them off and how to do that seductively while dancing. Along with some other stuff and in a couple of hours she had her dancing around like she had done it for years. " Now you need to get dressed so we can go talk to Cindy. Oh, we need to think of a name for you. Tim just won't do while you're a girl. How about Tina?" Lisa asked " Okay, Tina it is." She still liked the sound of her voice. " I do have a small problem..." " Oh?" " Do you ever get turned on from dancing?" Lisa didn't say anything. She just quietly took Tina by the arm and led her into her bedroom and reached into her top drawer and took out a vibrator and handed it to the arouse girl. " Take your panties off so you don't soil them." She looked at the large points at the tip of the girls full bra cups and add. " I still can't get over how big your nipples are." Tina giggled. " Maybe you should use the necklace to make yours bigger." " No thanks! Mine are fine the way they are." " Bigger boobs means bigger tips?" " NO! You can have 'em." Tina laughed as Lisa left the room and she took her panties off. She laid back on the bed and relieved her pent up sexual tension. She discovered that it hurt to push the vibrator in her cunt. She figured that she must be a virgin, so she just rubbed it along her slit paying special attention to her clitoris. After she climaxed and rested a moment she got up and put her panties back on and went to the livingroom and put on her jumper. While she was doing this, Lisa went into her vacated room and got a couple negligees for Tina to wear when she auditioned for Cindy. She just hoped that the girls big boobs would fit into the stuff she picked. They got in the car and went to the club. Lisa knew that Cindy would be there since she always did inventory before the club opened. When they got there Lisa knocked on the door and Cindy answered it after a few minutes. They walked in and Cindy asked what was up. " I have someone here I'd like you to meet. Cindy this is Tina." Lisa answered. " Hello Tina." Cindy said as she took Tina's hand. " Hi, I would like to audition to be a dancer." " Well..." " What she means is... Look Cindy, I know you could use another girl and Tim really needs a job." " Tim?!" Cindy said. As the blood drained from both of their faces Cindy studied Tina's face. " You do look like Tim, are you related?" The girl just stared. Finally Lisa spoke. " Cindy, I think the best thing to do is to level with you. Tim found this magical necklace that can turn anyone into just about anything, we think. Anyway, Tim discovered how it worked on Sunday when he accidentally turned himself into me. We decided that since he could really use a job and you could use a dancer..." " Wait a minute! You want me to believe that this is Tim?" Cindy's eyes got wide. She knew that what Lisa was saying was impossible, but Lisa wasn't the type to play a practical joke and she'd never lied to her. She was just plain confused. Tina, in the meantime, stood in shocked silence. " I know it's hard to believe, but this is Tim. Or was." Lisa said gesturing toward Tina. " Last night he danced as me." She could tell that Cindy didn't know weather to believe her or not. So she said. " I can prove it to you but then I might not be able to dance tonight. Oh wait! I can show you and still dance. If you don't mind waiting a few minutes." By this time Cindy, like Tina, was just staring. Lisa ran out to the car and left. Cindy broke the silence first. " So? You're really Tim?" Tina nodded. " Yes, I didn't know she was going to tell you who I was. It's bad enough that I'm so desperate for work that I'm willing to dance as a woman to turn men on without everybody knowing about it." " I can imagine." Cindy said not wanting to deny or accept her claims. " Well you want to be a dancer? Can you dance?" " Yes, would you like to see?" She picked up the gym bag and went into the changing room. Cindy followed her and was slightly amazed that she knew her way around it. Like she had been there before. " You act as though you've been in here before?" Cindy quizzed her. " Yes, Lisa told you I was in here last night as her." Tina said as she took off her outer clothes and put on a red satin teddy with lace from cleavage to crotch. Her pubic hair sticking out of the lace at the crotch. She put her heels back on and they walked out to the stage. Cindy went to the stereo and put on a tape for her what she played wasn't important. As the music played Tina danced. She did three sets and removed her teddy during the second dance like she would've if she'd been dancing for men. After her set she put her teddy back on and went down to talk to Cindy. They talked for almost half an hour before Lisa returned and by that time Cindy was a little more convinced that Tina was in fact Tim. Lisa came in while they were talking and Tina was still wearing the teddy. She said. " Wow! I didn't think you'd wear that." Tina just looked coyly at the ground. Cindy said. " Well she can dance. I'm still not completely convinced that this is Tim. His sister, maybe." " Don't worry. This will convince you." Lisa said, handing Cindy the necklace and a bra. " Put the necklace on first then touch the bra to it." " Me?" Cindy asked. " Yeah, go ahead. If it doesn't work then nothing will happen. If it does you'll have slightly bigger boobs for a while." Cindy put the necklace on and removed her blouse and bra. It was a 36B. She looked at the tag in the bra Lisa gave her and it read 36C. She touched the bra to the necklace. She immediately felt a tingling in her chest. As she watched her breasts got bigger. " You can borrow that bra. I think you're going to need it." Lisa said with a grin. " Incredible! Tim... I mean Tina if you want a job bad enough to go though all this then you can have it. Can you start tonight?" Cindy said still amazed at the enlargement of her breasts. " Sure." Tina said with mixed emotions. " Good, be here at 2:00 o'clock." Cindy said as she hooked the bigger bra around her chest. Tina went to change and Lisa got the necklace back. So it began. Tim danced at the club as Tina and after a short time he began to get used to it, so he wasn't so nervous. He also discovered that he only had to wait twelve hours to use the necklace again. So, He would use it to become a woman and dance, and after work as Tina, he would go home and use it again. As time went on, however, it became easier and easier to just be Tim on his days off. Once or twice Lisa fixed him up on a blind date, but Tina was still a virgin. After a few months he even stopped changing every weekend. This went on for just over a year. Lisa eventually introduced Tina to her cousin Dan. Tina had mixed emotions about Dan. On one hand, she liked him, he was nice and had a good sense of humor and he could make her laugh. On the other hand, He was a guy. Even though, she appeared to be a woman in every way, including to her gynecologist. She still knew that she was a man in a woman's body. The nice thing about Dan, to Tina, was the fact that he lived 200 miles away. So they didn't see too much of each other. When he was in town, which was as often as his schedule allowed, they dated. In fact Tina would end up staying Tina on her days off. She would go fourteen or fifteen days as a woman. She wanted to get serious but lacked the commitment for two reasons. The first was, she fully intended for this arrangement to be temporary. The second was, she or rather, HE wanted to be intimate with Lisa. She was who he wanted to be with, but not as the friends they had become, only more so since he started being Tina. Lisa viewed him as just a girlfriend. Try as he might he just couldn't commit to being a woman for the rest of his life. Dan had even proposed once and Tina had graciously declined. One night while Tina was dancing, Three men came in wearing ski masks. They informed everyone that it was a stick up. They took everything they could, money and jewelry. Even Tina's necklace, but as they were leaving. Tina begged them not to take the necklace. She told the leader that she would do anything to keep it. She said that it was a family heirloom. The leader grinned. " Anything?" He said. She Nodded. " Perhaps we can work something out." His grin broadening as he looked her up and down. She knew what he was thinking. After all, she was really a guy and she was almost naked, having removed her shear top while dancing, leaving her in only a pair of pale pink shear nylon panties. She knew how he wanted to work things out and she didn't care. The necklace was everything to her now. As long as she had it she could be either sex, but with out it she was stuck with a sex which nature hadn't intended and one in which she wasn't sure she wanted to be permanent. She lead him to the dressing room. She'd probably loose her job for this, but that didn't matter now. All that mattered was getting that necklace back. " Aw, come on man!" One of the robbers said to the leader. " We don't have time for this!" The man following her turned and pointed his gun him and said. " Shut the hell up! We have time for whatever I say we do! Keep them busy for a few minutes." The other men herded the others into a corner and waited. When the door closed Tina turned around and kissed him full on the lips. She thought. ' I got to make this good, no matter how much it turns my stomach.' Then she started to unfasten his belt and then his pants. He reached up and fondled her right breast. After his pants were unfastened and they dropped to the floor, she slowly sunk to her knees, her breast slipping out of his grasp. She held his rigid member deciding if it was really worth all this. Logic told her yes, so she parted her painted lips and slowly took it into her mouth. She slid her mouth off of it and began to gently lick and kiss his shaft. After several minutes of this, he could stand no more. He stood her up and pulled her panties down. Then he bent her over a chair and slowly entered her. " Be gentle." She said. " I'm still a virgin." He chuckled at this admission. To think that he was going to have an illusive virgin. He though that this necklace must be real important for her to give up the virginity that she kept for so long. Slowly and gently he slid the tip of his dick into her. She could feel it gently shoving her lips aside as it slowly began to fill the hole that she hadn't been born with. In a few seconds he bottomed out inside her moist crevice. She felt a slight tearing feeling inside her as he slid all the way in, and then she felt the head of his dick bump her cervix. This aroused her enough to lubricate some more. Then he began to work it in and out. Eventhough, she had no feelings for him, it felt incredible. Maybe, even better than when she was Lisa. She even orgasmed twice before he did. Then in one final thrust they climaxed together in a crescendo of orgasmic pleasure. She could contain herself no longer and let out a scream and vocally panted several times. She would find out later that the other's heard her in the other room. He collapsed on top of her. This would've been a perfect opportunity for her to grab the necklace. Unfortunately, she was in no more condition to move than he was. Finally, after several minutes they were both able to regain their composure. He stood up and pulled out of her and she could feel the products of their pleasure oozing out of her and running down her legs. He guided her head so that she could clean his dick off with her mouth. She thought she would gag at the thought, but she pushed the thought away and just opened her mouth. She tried not to taste anything. When she was finished he pulled his pants up and re fastened them and buckled his belt. As she bent down to get her panties he said. " No, leave them. I want you to stay just like that. With your cunt drooling down your legs." She stood up. He motioned for her to spread her legs slightly and she complied. She wanted to do anything he said in hopes of getting the necklace back. " So? suppose you tell me why this necklace is so important that you'd degrade yourself like this?" He said with a grin, enjoying her discomfort at feeling like a whore. " Well..." She stalled, trying to think of something to tell him. She couldn't think of anything so began telling him the truth. " That necklace made me this way. A woman, I mean. I'm really a man. I know it's hard to believe but as they say, truth is stranger than fiction." " No shit?! As odd as it sounds I half believe you." He thought for a minute and said. " Are you completely a woman?" " You'd know more than I, since you just felt around inside of me. Do I feel like a woman in there?" " Yes, I guess you do. What I mean is... Can you get pregnant and give birth?" " I don't know. I have never tried and I'm not inclined to." He thought for a few moments and said. " Put your panties back on." She picked them up and started putting them on. As she slid them up her legs, they caught most of the cum on her legs and scooped it back up to her crotch and smashed it against her recently assaulted pussy. He laughed at that and smashed a little more with his hand. She could feel the fluid push back between the lips of her pussy. Then he wiped his hand off on her belly and chest. Then he took some nylon stockings he found and tied her arms behind her back at the wrists and at the elbows so it thrust her breasts forward. " I like you." He said holding the necklace for her to see. " How would you like to take a ride with us? You don't have to go it's entirely up to you. You could entertain the others." She knew that going with him meant going the way she was and she would have to be their slut. She didn't want to go but she had to get that necklace back. Reluctantly she said. " Okay." " Great! Come on then." He lead her out of the dressing room and she turned red as she felt everyone looking at her. He said. " Good news! This little slut wants to come and entertain us." The others just looked at him. One said. " Hey man, That's kidnapping." " No it's not. She wants to come. Don't you?" She Nodded. He said. " You have to speak up they can't hear you." " Yes." She said pretending to sound enthusiastic. " I want to come along." " Fine." The other one said. " Let's get out of here. We've been here too long." " Then shall we." The leader said gesturing toward the door. He took Tina's arm and lead her out to the car. Lisa and Cindy gave her knowing looks that said they knew why she was doing what she was doing and didn't hold it against her. After they got outside the doors. The one who said that they needed to leave said. " Hey man, I don't want sloppy seconds." The leader looked around for a moment and said. " No problem." He led Tina over to a hose at the back of the building and moved her panties to one side. She wanted to pull away as he touched the tip of the hose to her cunt lips, but she didn't want to make him angry. She just stood there as he stuck the hose up inside her and slowly turned the water on. She felt the ice cold water gush up inside her for several minutes, until she thought she couldn't stand it anymore. Then he pulled the hose out of her with a wet pop and hosed off her belly and panties. Then he led her back to the other three and said. " There! clean as a spring meadow." She just stood shivering. The five of them got into a late model chevy with vinyl seats. Tina was shoved on the end until she dried. The driver started the motor and they took off. After driving a couple of hours they stopped in a heavily wooded area. By now her only clothing was dry and the chill had gone out of her pussy. They got her out of the car and took her panties off. They untied her hands and told her to get started. For two hours she sucked and fucked them all twice. Finally when they were all exaughsted she rolled over and sat on the ground and looked at herself. She was covered in cum from head to toe. It oozed out of her cunt, ass and was drying around her mouth. Her hair was even matted with it. It dripped off her nipples and nose. The other three went and got in the car after they got dressed again. The leader got dressed and sat on the hood of the car and looked at her. " This necklace must be as important to you as you say for you to put up with that." Referring to what had just happened. " I believe you. You must need this to change into a man again. It's the only way I'd do all that. Unfortunately, I think, that to let your beauty escape this world would be a bigger crime than robbing your club. I'm going to take this with me. " Holding up the necklace. " What are you saying? Even after I degraded myself it was for nothing?" " No not nothing. We all thoroughly enjoyed it. Think of all the pleasure you g