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The Program
By Sissy Candie
She said it would change my life, little did I know how much!
First let me tell you a bit about myself, or actually, who I was. Three weeks
ago, I was a systems analyst, named Michael for a major software company.
Today, so much has changed, I don't know where to start.
I was logged in to the main server, trying to find out why some of the custom
functions for one of our clients were acting up, when a new co-worker,
Amanda, asked what I was troubleshooting. "For some reason, the file transfer
protocol doesn't seem to want to respond properly." I told her. "It so
happens that I have been working on a new FTP in my spare time, if you would
like, I'll let you take a look, see if it is something you may like. I think
it will change your life." she said with a smile, "But it is only really a
beta version, so don't spread it around until I have worked out some of the
bugs." "Thanks, if you can shoot a copy to my laptop, I'll look at it over
the weekend" I said.
Well, the rest of the week was fairly routine, and I had forgotten about the
conversation until I downloaded some work for the weekend to my laptop, and
found an EXE called enhancedFTP from her. Not too big a file, but seemed to
have a lot of associated sub routines that were completely unfamiliar to me.
I installed the host portion on the servers at work so I could try it out at
home over the weekend.
After spending a few hours Friday evening getting caught up on my e-mail, I
loaded the client side of the enhancedFTP onto my home system. I tried a few
routine downloads from the servers at work, and was impressed with the
performance of the program. It seemed to take about a third of the time it
would normally take to download information! I spent most of Friday night,
into the wee hours of Saturday playing with the new program.
When I finally got to bed, it was just about sunrise. I was awakened late in
the afternoon when Dave called and asked if I wanted to go to our favorite
sports bar to watch the Bruins game. I said "Sure, give me a half an hour to
shower and shave, and I'll pick you up."
I showered, but when I went to shave, I noticed that I had no stubble at all.
As a matter of fact, I looked like I had just finished shaving, real close.
"Strange" I thought, but went about my business, picked up Dave, and watched
the Bruins lose, again.
After I dropped Dave off, I went home and played with the new FTP program
again. Just for giggles, I wanted to see if I could download a rather large
project I was working on. A program that was almost five gigs of information
came over the lines in just under an hour! Wow, was I impressed now! After
pulling another all nighter with the program, I again got to bed at sunrise.
When I woke, I went to the shower. It was then that I noticed that my body
hair seemed to be thinning out! Again I did not have to shave and my arms,
legs, chest, even my underarms seemed to be hairless! After toweling off, I
looked in the mirror, and sure enough! Outside of the hair on my head, that
seemed longer and thicker, and a small triangular patch at my crotch, I was
completely hairless!
I called a dermatologist and tried to get an appointment for the next day,
but it would be 3 weeks before I could get in, so I figured I had to live
with it until then. Going back to my computer, I put in a couple of hours
more on the new FTP program, and called it an early night, as I had to go to
work the next day.
Going through my morning routine, I noticed that my pants seemed a little
tight in the seat. "Great, it must be an allergic reaction to something, I'm
starting to swell up like a balloon!"
Getting to work, I ran into Amanda. "Great program Amanda! I'm very impressed
with your work." "Thanks, but it still has a few bugs in it that I am trying
to work out" she said. "Worked fine for me" I said.
"You didn't notice anything unusual?" she asked. "Nope, smooth as silk" I
answered. "Great, maybe I got the bugs out. I was going to look it over
tonight, want to come over and we can compare notes?" "Sure," I said "Fine,
you can follow me home after work." With that, and a smile, she wandered off.
Five o'clock rolls around and Amanda meets me at my office with a smile and a
"Ready to go?" and I fall in step right behind her. We get to her place and I
am impressed with the amount of hardware she has! "Do a lot of freelancing?"
I ask. "A bit, but the work I turn out is real good, if I do say so myself,
and can command a high price" "If it is anything like the FTP program, I can
imagine."
We puttered around with the FTP for an hour or so, when Amanda asked
"Hungry?" "Sure am" I replied "Want to order in Chinese? My treat." She
placed the order, and when it arrived, we took a break. It was around this
time I noticed that my chest was beginning to itch. "Something wrong?" she
asked. "I think I have had an allergic reaction to something. I seem to be
swelling and itching in the strangest places" "Oh? Mind if I take a look?"
"It's a bit embarrassing, I seem to have lost some hair too" "It looks thick
and healthy to me" she said. Blushing (blushing! I've never blushed in my
life!) I said "Not on my head, other places."
"I have had some medical training, let me look, maybe I can be of help." She
offered. "Ok, but you have to promise not to laugh!" "It would be the
furthest thing from my mind" she replied.
I took off my shirt and that is when I noticed my nipples were now nestled on
two swollen mounds! Blushing (again?) I started to turn away. "No, let me
see" she said, "It looks like it might be, yes, you seem to be sprouting
breasts!" "BREASTS! How can that be?" "Sometimes stress can trigger a hormone
release, have you had a lot of stress at work lately?" "A bit, not too much
more than normal" "Well, there you go, it is probably stress related. A few
days off and you will be as good as new." "I guess so, but I'll have to go to
a doctor to get an excuse, and this is real embarrassing." "I have a real
close friend that will sign off on an excuse if I ask. So, tell them
tomorrow, and take the following week off. If you want, you can stay here so
I can keep an eye on you. I'll take time off too." "If you really think it
will help" "I think it will" she assured me.
We ate and I was about to leave, when Amanda asked "Where you going? I
thought that you were going to stay here" "I have nothing to wear here, I
need to at least get some clothes" "Don't worry about it, I'm sure we can
figure something out. What size do you wear?" "Medium, or 32 pants" "Hmmm You
sure? Let me measure you." With that, we went to her room, she got out her
tape measure and took some measurements. "36A-28-34. Not bad!" "Not bad! I'm
a GUY!" "Not according to my tape measure. Here, lets try something. Take off
your clothes." "Why?" "I just want you to try something on for me, see how it
fits. It will make you more comfortable." I relented, and was soon standing
naked in front of a very stunning lady I had known all of two weeks!
She went to her dresser, opened a drawer, and handed me a pair of panties.
"Panties, why would I want to wear these?" "With your new measurements, I
think that you will find these more comfortable" I relented, and slid them
on, and she was right! They WERE a lot more comfortable. "Have any pajamas?"
I asked. "Sure, but they are a bit feminine" she said. "What the heck, in for
a penny, in for a pound. May I see them?" She opened another drawer, and came
out with a camisole and tap pants set. "Enough like boxers and a tank top,
except for the fact that they are made of silk. What do you think?" she
asked. At this point, I was ready to put on anything, and knew that my pants
and shirt were going to be too tight to sleep in. "Sure, why not. Anything to
cover me up." She handed them to me, and I put them on. Something completely
unexpected happened when I put on the top! My nipples came to attention! What
a sensation! Amanda noticed this, giggled and said "Guess I don't have to ask
if you like it, it shows! Shall we get to bed? I don't know about you, but
I'm bushed!" With that we turned in for the night. She had a spare bedroom in
her apartment, though it was decorated very feminine, I had no problem
falling asleep the moment my head hit the pillow.
The next morning, Amanda called her doctor friend, and the office received a
fax with a medical excuse stating I was being treated for job related stress
and might be out for several weeks. Amanda was a dear, and cooked me a great
breakfast. Coffee, toast, a soft boiled egg and toast. She also had some
pills for me to take. "These will help with the stress levels. I had the
pharmacy deliver them this morning from a prescription from my friend, the
doctor." "Thanks, I owe you big time" "Don't mention it, I just want you to
get better."
After breakfast, we went to her bed room to get changed. "What shall I wear?
My clothes were too tight last night, and if anything, the swelling on my
chest has gotten worse!" She again got out the tape measure and said "Lets
see 36B-26-34 Hmm. I'm sure I have something that will fit." She went to her
now too familiar lingerie drawer, and took put a matching pink panties and
bra set. "A bra!" I protested "Why do I need a bra!" "They give support, not
that you really need it now, they are so darned perky, but by the end of the
day, you will thank me, unless a back ache is your idea of fun!" "If you
really think it is necessary, I'll wear it." She showed me how to hook it in
the front, then slide it around and put my arms through. I have to admit, it
felt pretty good. As a mater of fact, my nipples once again got hard, and so
did other parts.... "Oh dear, we can't have that, it will ruin your panty
line!" she exclaimed. Without further ceremony, Amanda was on her knees with
my now seemingly smaller cock in her lovely mouth. She reached up and lightly
pinched one of my now very sensitive nipples and I came in her mouth
immediately! Before I could react, she deftly cleaned me off, tucked my now
flaccid member between my legs and pulled up my panties. "There, that's
better." She said with a smile.
"Now, what shall we wear. How about this?" she asked, taking a sharp pants
suit out of her closet. It was a light blue with a hardly noticeable
pinstripe. "Does it have to be so feminine?" "Look in the mirror, sweetie,
and you tell me!"
So I look in the floor length mirror on her wardrobe, and to my shock, there
was a beautiful young lady staring back at me! My hair was now a lot thicker
and down past my shoulders. Where it had been a dirty blonde, it was now
almost platinum! The pink lingerie was a perfect fit, and I looked like
something that had stepped out of the pages of Playboy! Next thing I know,
Amanda has my head propped in her lap, and I am waking up. "You fainted
dearheart! I guess the shock was too much for you. You haven't seen a mirror
since this started?" Not sense yesterday morning, when I was still more or
less a man!"
So I resigned myself that if I wanted to get out in the fresh air, I would
have to go out as a girl. So I put on the suit, after learning the ins and
outs of pantyhose, and looked in the mirror again. The sight that welcomed me
was astounding! Amanda said "Well, I can't call you Michael with you dressed
like that, how about Michelle?" "Sounds good to me, I guess." "Shoes, your
loafers will do for now, but we need something more appropriate soon" so off
we went.
We headed to the local mall, where the first stop was a shoe store. There I
ended up with a pair of pumps, with 2 inch heels in a shade of blue that
matched the suit perfectly. I also ended up with three other pair! I just
couldn't help it. The clerk was so attentive, and the shoes were soooo sexy!
(What am I saying! I'm a guy!) There were the black formal with the 3" heels,
the red stilettos with a 5" heel, and a pair of platform boots that were to
DIE for! Then we hit the lingerie shop. Five new bra and panty sets,
camisoles, slips, hose and a corset! I just had to have the corset! The girl
at the counter said it was an Edwardian and it laced from both directions! It
pulled my waist down to 22 inches, and still had a bit of room to go. (Why am
I so excited about shopping? I hate going out to buy groceries!)
Next came a make over at the Merle Norman counter. Talk about pampered! I
never felt better in my life!
Michelle looked sexier than ever after that! Then we went to a fetish shop,
where I ended up with another corset, this one in leather, and a mini skirt
to match. We went on to Amanda's place to calm down, as I was getting a bit
excitable. After a quick lunch of a light salad, we were once again working
on the FTP program. After a few hours, Amanda commented that it was getting
near dinner time, and did we want to order in, or go out? "Go out of course!
I have all these new clothes to show off!" (Did that REALY come out of
me????) I went into the guest room, after taking a quick shower, and got
ready to go out. Black panties, seamed hose and garter belt were the first
things to go on. Then the red leather corset and miniskirt. The thigh high
platform boots were the last piece of attire to go on. I put on my makeup
like I had been doing so all my life. (How would I know how to put on
makeup?) Things were starting to bother me a bit less, as I got used to the
fact that I looked like a girl. Amanda came in and gave a low wolf whistle.
"Going on the prowl? You look FANTASTIC! Here, let me help you out a bit" She
untied the laces of the corset, and had me grab the shower bar in the
bathroom. "Now breathe out" I did and she pulled the laces as hard as she
could! Gracious! I thought she was going to break a rib! She got my waist to
20" this time! And the corset pushed up me breasts and gave me a rather
impressive cleavage! "Ok, now you are ready"
Amanda was a bit more subdued in a satin and lace dusty rose dress, that was
none the less figure hugging.
"Ok, we're off! What are you in the mood for?" she asked. I said I wanted to
go out to a club and give the new me a test drive.
We headed out to a local watering hole, where we had a light supper and then
went dancing. It felt kind of strange that I did not feel out of place
wearing an extremely feminine outfit, and playing the part of a lady. If the
truth be told, I had a great time that evening.
After a few hours, I needed to get out of the corset and boots, so I asked
Amanda to take me home. When we arrived, we changed into our night clothes.
For me this meant a new experience with a babbydoll nightie. I met Amanda in
the living room, and she was wearing a similar outfit. Hers was in black,
mine in red, so the colors complimented each other quite well when we sat
together on the sofa. I don't recall who made the first move, but before I
knew it, we were in a clinch. She started playing with my now substantial
breasts, and I really needed no more stimulation, I came in my panties almost
immediately! I had barley started the same, when she let out a moan and
obviously had an orgasm also. We retired to her bedroom where we both fell
fast asleep.
Again when I awoke, breakfast was ready. Coffee and Danish, juice and my
pill. Again we spent a few hours with the FTP program, and girl talk. By now,
I was way too comfortable in my new roll as a girl. I asked Amanda if she
thought it was strange. It was then that she said she has a confession. "The
computer programming is a sideline to my normal employment. You see, I am a
geneticist and have made a new breakthrough in gender research. The pills I
have been giving you are a genetic time bomb. I have been dosing you at work
in your coffee for the last two weeks. The trigger is the FTP program. In
this case, FTP does not stand for File Transfer Protocol, it stands for
Feminine Transformation Program. With today's session you will find that you
will be completely female when you wake up in the morning. The beauty of this
program, it also reprograms the brain, so that you don't mind being a girl.
From now on, for all tends and purposes, you will be a girl."
You know, she was absolutely correct. I have been a girl for over two weeks
now, and it doesn't bother me at all. I still go out with David, but he
thinks that Michael was transferred over seas, and I am his cousin keeping
the apartment for him while he is gone. My body settled out at a delicious
36C-24-34. With my corset, I can cinch my waist down to an extreme 18 inches.
Amanda has hired me on as her assistant, and we are looking for our next
subject to test a new program on.
I'll keep you posted on our progress.
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