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THE NEIGHBOR By: Kristen Satin Chapter I My awakening into the wonderful world of femininity came about so easily and yet so innocently. Who would have ever thought I would have been introduced to the complete feminization by someone as wonderful. I was so lucky to have found a neighbor like Melissa. As I gaze upon her as she silently sleeps on the pink satin sheets of our bed, I wonder what would have been had I not met her. My first exposure to the wonderful world of femininity began when I was 10. Discovering a pair of panties left laying the bathroom, I found the silky smooth sensation delightful, as I slipped into them. As time went on I became braver and ventured into my sisters' room experimenting with a wide variety of lingerie. For some reason, I think she knew, as there were always plenty of satin and silky items left haphazardly strewn around the room. Ironically enough she never discovered me wearing her things but would often come very close, within minutes of catching me delighting in the sensual arousal produced by the silk and lace treasures found in her room. Nothing was ever said, and I never talked to anyone, fearing the ridicule I knew would happen if ever caught. I graduated college when I was 22 and wound up getting a great job quite a far distance from home. It was finally time for me to be on my own. Knowing there was a special side to me, I never really entered into any deep lasting relationships, fearing discovery of my special secret, so I wound up moving alone to my new job. I was finally on my own and was delighted in knowing that finally, I could live as I wished. I settled into an upscale modern apartment complex that catered to a diverse crowd. Most of the other tenants were young and just getting started like myself, and each day I would meet many of them in the hallway, on the way to the mailbox, or in one of the laundry rooms situated next to my apartment. I met Melissa, my neighbor the second day after I had moved in. We both walked down the hallway together on our way to the mailbox and chatted casually. She was a walking doll, with a stunning look about her. She wasn't really built, as a matter of fact she appeared to be somewhat flat chested, but she had gorgeous legs and a perfectly rounded tight ass. Her shoulder length auburn hair fell about a soft glowing face with piercing green eyes and soft sensuous lips. As we talked, I found myself mesmerized with her beauty and her deep sultry voice. I decided immediately that I must get to know her better and we both agreed that after I got settled in that I would fix us dinner. My first week of work went quickly and Saturday finally rolled around. I had decided to redo my wardrobe as soon as practically possible, and wound up visiting the nearby mall. My head was swimming with all the possibilities and my first stop was every girls dream store, Victoria's Secret. It was still somewhat early and there were no others in the store. My sales assistant must have imediately sensed that my purchases would be for me but seemed cheerful to help nonetheless. After purchasing about a dozen pairs of various satin and lace panties and spandex and satin panties, we decided that I should have several matching satin slip chemises. Along with the slips she suggested several bras and I decided to wait a while before purchasing that particular item. My final selection was a gorgeous satin sleep set negligee with a stunning satin and lace robe to match, all in soft elegant feminine pink. I was so excited to get my treasures home, and I am certain my salesgirl sensed my excitement as she rung up my purchases. With a wink and a smile she told me to enjoy and please come back, she would be delighted to assist me again. Returning home, I had decided to wash my new treasures along with several other items of lingerie that need washing. I wanted to slip into my new pretties as soon as possible so I opted to first feminize myself and bath and shave. I wanted to experience the wonderfull sensation on smooth shaven soft perfumed skin. The bubble bath was heaven and for the first time in my life I was finally shedding myself of my ugly hair on my chest, arms, underarms, and legs. Smoothing on my softly scented vanilla lotion caused quite a wonderful burning in my loins, a burning that would soon be satisfied. I ran my laundry items down the hall and started my first load of delicate wash. Wanting to be somewhat discrete about what I was washing, I threw several white dress shirts in with my soft ivory and pink items. Pulling up a chair, I read a Cosmopolitan as I waited for my laundry to finish. Just as the machine finished, the door opened to the laundry room and I was no longer alone. My Melissa stepped in and asked if I would be finished with the machine. I was delighted to oblige and quickly unloaded my clothing from the machine, but in an embarrassing stumble dropped several pairs of the french cut satin panties to the floor. Fearing the worse, I started to stutter an explanation. With a soft pleasant smile, she stooped to pick up my panties, held them up and said they were absolutely stunning. Turning several shades of crimson red, I couldn't think of anything else to say. My mouth felt like cotton and the only thing that came across my mind was to slither out of there as soon as possible. We threw the last several items in the dryer and Melissa reminded me to set the dryer on the coolest setting possible. With a stroke of luck, I heard my phone ringing, so excusing myself, with the feeling of deep relief, I bolted from the laundry room and down the hall to my apartment. My heart was pounding and I was furious with myself for being so stupid. I was positive she thought I was some sort of weirdo. She knew I wasn't married and lived alone. " What would any guy want with panties", I kept asking myself. I tried thinking of any kind of scenario that would seem normal, but panic stricken, I was unable to think of anything. I guess I would just have to forget ever having any chance with my beautiful sexxy neighbor. Then I suddenly remembered that I still had to remove my stuff from the dryer when it was done. Now I really felt lost trying to think of something to say to Melissa if she was still in the laundry room. I waited as long as possible and finally decided to just go face the music. Even though, the laundry room door was about 30 feet from my door, the walk seemed much further. I strained to hear if any of the machines were running and could hear the dryer running. Opening the door, I found a suprise that reassured me that Melissa may have a different opinion of me. Perched on top of the dryer was my laundry basket, where I had left it, but inside, I found all of my items neatly folded, with an additional suprise on the top of the pile. Placed neatly on the top of the pile was a stunning pair of ivory white satin and lace panties with attached garters. They matched one of the chemises that I had bought earlier in the day perfectly. A note was neatly folded with the panties, with the soft scent of Obsession. The note read, " You may like these, they are my favorite. Melissa". Taking a deep breath, I was puzzled but yet extremely aroused. Glancing inside I was further delighted to find they were size 8, my size also. I couldn't stand it anymore and quickly headed back to my apartment. Once inside the privacy of my apartment, I immediately stripped off my sweat pants and shirt and ripped off my now precum stained every day panties. Then with the delicacy of a mother softly dressing her baby, I carefully slipped my Melissa's panties over my smooth silky legs. In all the years of my dressing, I had never felt the deep sensuous erotic sensations these satin panties caused. I looked up to the full dressing mirror and realized that I must add the matching slip chemise. As the cool silky material slipped past my nipples and gently caressed the head of my now throbbing cock bulging from the waistband of the panties, I was suddenly brought back to reality by a soft knock at my door. "Ken, can I come in?" It was Melissa. Without even thinking, I opened the front door, totally exposing myself to her view. Suddenly I realized how stupid I must have looked and was about ready to close the door as fast as I had opened it. With a smile on her face, she softly replied, "You look gorgeous, but these stockings will make you look prettier with that outfit." In her outstretched hand, she held a beautiful pair of ivory white lace top thigh high stockings. She stepped into my apartment and closed the door behind her. There before me stood a goddess, dressed in a flowing ivory satin dressing gown, covering an even more stunning ensemble of satin tap panties and a pretty satin and lace camisole. She reached out and softly grabbed my hand, leading me to the bedroom saying, "It may be easier to help you put these on, sitting on the bed." Her long slender fingers delicately lifted the lace hem of my slip exposing my now throbbing cock bobbing from the waistband of my panties. With her other hand she softly grabbed my hardness, leaning forward, she softly kissed the head, leaving her glossy pink lipstick there as a reminder of how wonderful her lips felt. Slowly she rose before me and giving her head a toss she said, "Baby, those panties seem to do the same for you as they do for me." My hypnotized gaze slowly ran to her panties and fixed on a now hardening cock in her panties, and a sudden rush of delight filled my now feminine clad body. It never dawned on me that someone so beautiful could be.... well special. Whispering, Melissa asked, "Does my pretty baby like what she sees?" I could only answer with a breathless "yes." Rising from the bed to meet her, we locked in a passionate kiss that seemed to last forever. All the fantasies, thrills, and desires now began to rush through my head, making me weak at the knees. "Melissa, let's talk, I want to know all about you, you are my dream come true," I said. "Sweetie, first let's finish making you pretty and we can talk while I finish making you look gorgoeus," was her reply. "I have everything we need back in my apartment, and we can enjoy making you pretty there." We locked our hands together, and casually strolled across the hallway to her apartment, and stepped inside... two very special...girls. Chapter II I walked into Melissa's apartment and walked into a dream world. The sweet feminine smell of Obsession perfume filled the air, and the room was softly lit with sweet scented candles. "Sweetie, please sit and make yourself at home while I get us some wine to drink." I softly sank into a comfortable chair and drank in all the soft feminine surroundings. Decorated in soft light pastels, Melissa had exquisite taste in making her apartment seem like a soft romantic womans' home. She quietly entered the room carrying two glasses and a bottle of wine, "Dear, let us go to the bedroom where I have the rest of my makeup, so I can really make you look and feel pretty." I followed, hypnotized by her soft swaying hips and sweet womanly scent. At this point I would have done anything she desired... I wanted to be as pretty as her and then make love to this gorgeous woman who had me totally entranced in her beauty. Her dressing table was softly lit with candles, and was located within the bedroom. On the dressing table top were all kinds of things to beautify a girl, makeup, lipstick, perfume, and a wide assortment of beautiful jewelry. Across the room, there was an amoir, filled with the most delicate lingerie, soft satin and lace treasures. Smiling at me and softly kissing my neck, she placed her hands on my shoulders and guided me to sit at the dressing table. I slowly lowered myself to the satin padded stool and stared into the mirror facing me. I was finally about to be transformed, and a gorgeous "special" woman was about to make me pretty, I almost exxploded in my panties. With soft long delicate fingers, Melissa went to work, first applying a soft base of makeup and powder to soften my slightly masculine face line. As she worked, I continued to stare at her gorgeous figure, barely hidden by the exquisite lace and satin tap panties and camisole. I wanted her so badly at this point, and she could sense my arousal. She softly applied the blush, a soft pink, to my cheeks, and then lengthened my lashes with a dark waterproof mascara. She continued her tease with each new item by moving her face closely to mine, letting me view her soft feminine beauty, close up. Several times I leaned forward, as if to attempt a kiss, and each time she softly backed off just out of reach, saying each time "Sweetie, wait till the lipstick is on, I want to kiss you just as badly." Next she went to work on my hair brushing and curling my long brown shoulder length hair, then she deciced it would look more feminine in a french braid and proceeded to braid my hair. I sat and enjoyed the delightful attention relishing the body contact she continued to make with her bulging panties to my shoulder and back. I continued to remain mesmerized with her beauty reflected in the mirror in front of me, and wanted so desperately to relieve my now throbbing and leaking cock. Finally she stood in front of me and softly whispered, "Now the finishing touches, let us gently curl those long lashes and touch up your eye shadow." With that comment she straddled my legs and gently sat down on my lap cudding up close to see the work she was doing, and continued to create my ultimate feminine face. "Luver, now the lipstick", and with that comment she quickly touched up her lipstick and asked, "How does that look?" I could only moan a soft whisper of approval, and we locked into a passionate embrace, pressing our tongues in each others mouths, desperate to express our passions for each other with our tongues. We broke our passionate embrace long enough to rush to the bed, Melissa pushing me down on my back and ripping off my panties and hungrily mouthing my about to explode cock. "Baby make love to me", she begged, and quickly straddled my rigid luv muscle and slowly eased herself down on me, moaning and squealing as I entered her tight squeezing shemale pussy. I became lost in wild abandon and with several lunges and thrusts with her meeting my movement with wild gyrations, I exploded deep within her. I have never experienced such an emotional and physical release of passion and became faint as I continued to feel myself spasm and throb within her hot silky tunnel of pleasure. I could feel her contractions as she continued to milk my hot silken load out of my cock and she moaned with animal lust and pleasure as I felt a warmth trickle out of her bottom and across my smooth shaven balls. Melissa collapsed in my arms with me still inside and we again locked into a passionate kiss. Never in my life had I felt as satisfied and needed, a feeling that I decided I would relish forever. As the glow subsided, she softly whispered in a low sultry voice, "Would you enjoy the same?" She continued nibbling on my neck and ear softly kissing and blowing and sucking, almost begging me to let her love me in the same manner. At this point, I was so enraptured with her beauty and sexual energy, I would have done anything. She rolled over on her back and I greedily engulfed her throbbing cock. I could taste the soft seductive taste of her precum as it leaked from her gorgeous throbbing muscle of love. I became a girl possessed and wanted her to feel the hot silken pleasure of my tongue. I soflty massaged her balls now covered with my cum leaking from her now well fucked ass and began to coat both her throbbing and pulsing cock along with my now excited ass with the juices that flowed from her ass. Again with her low sultry voice, she begged me to let her fill my insides with the power and passion of her throbbing love muscle. Slowly I straddled her as she lay on her back just as she had done for me. Reaching behind my now well lubricated ass, I softly grabbed her hardness and eased it towards my quivering entrance. Oh how I wanted this, and I wanted it to please my Melissa so much, I began to ease back onto her hardness as I guided it inside of me. I could feel the heat in the head of her cock as it began to enter my maidenhood, stretching my first ring of resistance. The feeling of fullness became intensely erotic as I continued to relax and ease further down on this throbbing rod of pleasure. Melissa rolled her beautiful brown eyes and began licking her lips showing me the intense feelings of desire she was experiencing as my virgin tunnel continued to engulf her. Suddenly i felt her break through my final resistance and I almost fainted from the feeling of intense pleasure. I began to rock back and forth and continued with this motion as I gyrated my hips. I wanted to please her like she pleased me. I began to squeeze and milk her trying to make her erupt and fill me with her hot burning seed. She began to meet my movements with thrusts forward and the heat between us rose to the boiling point. Melissa wrapped her delicate fingers around my hardness and stroked as we rocked and suddenly the action reached a fever pitch. Lost in total abandon, I began to beg and plead for her to fill me with her molten lust. Suddenly she screamed and instantly I felt a searing hot burst of liquid erupting from her cock and everything became silky smooth. I could feel the spasms of her as she continued to erupt adding to the hot silken feeling that was filling my virgin ass. I continued to rock and gyrate squeezing and milking, not wanting the feeling to end. With the same suddeness, I erupted in her hand, splashing my hot treasure across her lips and over her face. She licked and lapped as I splashed upon her lips and face, enjoying the release of my lust for her. The intensity of our lovemaking was to the point that I began to realize I was growing faint and weak. I collapsed on her chest and kissed and licked as i writhed in the afterglow of one of the most intense experiences in my life. With her growing soft inside of me, I drifted off into a deep fullfilled slumber. I vaguely remember pulling off beside Melissa and drifting off to sleep. I had reached my dream land and found my dream lover. We fell asleep in each other's arms, totally satisfied. I was in love. Chapter III I was uncertain if it was the wine or just the intense sexual release, but I had drifted off into a deep sleep with my newfound luver in my arms, enjoying the silken feel of soft pink satin sheets, and feminine lingerie. Of course the feeling of my lovers warm cum oozing out of my well fucked ass added to the total relaxation, and I hated shortening this night with slumber. I was awoken several hours later by a gentle movement on the bed and soft whispering. Not wanting to appear startled, I realized now that Melissa was no longer in my arms, but sitting up and quietly talking with another person. Through the soft cast of light from the candles in the room, I could barely make out that the other person was obviously female or at least appeared to be female. Her perfume filled the room, and I could feel her warmth as she sat seated on the other side of the bed. She and Melissa were discussing something, I lay quietly and pretended to still be asleep, wanting to hear what this involved. "She is so much prettier than what I thought she would be," the stranger said. "Melissa, you did a gorgeous job on her makeup, I couldn't have done better myself," she continued. With this comment I had to find out what was going on. I gently eased myself up in a sitting position, feeling the soft satin sheets slip over my bare ass, still sticky with Melissa's love juice. The stranger smiled and said, "Hi baby, you look gorgeous." Suddenly it dawned on me, the girl in the lingerie botique, this was her. No wonder I thought I recognized her voice. A sudden rush of modesty and embarrasment flooded over me, and suddenly I found myself lost for words. Yes she realized I dressed, from the pretty things she helped me select, but now, this beautiful woman was seated on the bed next to me and my "special" lover. Nothing made any sense, and it seemed like a chapter out of an odd novel. "Ken, after you filled out a credit application, I saw that you lived next door to my special sister, Melissa," she said. "I immediately called her after you left the store and told her all about you and was delighted to find out that she had already met you." "Melissa is your sister?" I questioned. "Not really hon, we met in college several years ago and Melissa likes to call me her big sister." "By the way, we still don't know your feminine name," she replied. I gazed back over towards Melissa who was now laying out several other things to wear. I paused and then replied, "Kristen.........Melissa christened me into this special feminine world so I will be Kristen." The name had a very feminine sound to it and at that very instant I really felt like Kristen. Melissa smiled and leaned over and kissed me very passionately. "Kristen, you are a wonderful lover," she whispered. I looked back over to our visitor and said,"You are Jennifer?" "Yes, sweetie, and I am very much a girl." "I helped Melissa transition when she was in school trying to find her feminine identity, and we became lovers." "I am bi-sexual by choice and prefer women only or special women like you or Melissa." I began to grow excited, a woman who actually enjoys a guy who would become feminine and prefer to wear womens' clothes, this was terrific. She continued, "Melissa has been wanting to find another girl like you to explore the possibility of a lesbian relationship between two very special personalities." "She called me after you fell asleep and told me that you were the one for both of us." "Hearing how you pleased Melissa, I think we need to become very intimate with each other, do you agree?" I wanted to jump up and shout yes as loud as I could. Could nothing be more perfect? Here I was, just having had the most intense sexual experience in my entire life, doing something I wished I could do all the time, being asked by another gorgeous woman if I wanted to join in their special circle. I swear I died and went to heaven. My mind was going beserk with all these thoughts, but my outward demeanor remained calm. I decided to take on a personality of a shy modest feminine girl as Kristen, I softly blushed and whispered a gentle.....yes. Jennifer softly carressed my cheek and then softly kissed me full on the lips. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the erotic feeling of suddenly becoming a "lesbian " lover to Jennifer. I could feel Melissa's hands begin to softly caress my bottom as I had leaned forward to kiss Jennifer, and she asked me to put on something for her. There hanging from the amoir, was the beautiful pink negligee ensemble I had bought earlier in the day. "I hope you don't mind, but I went back to your apartment and gathered up a few of your things to wear baby," Melissa said. I drifted from the bed and Jennifer and Melissa both helped finish undressing me, removing my camisole and softly kissing my nipples, shoulders, and now my raging hard cock. Glancing down, I noticed that Melissa was becoming hard too. Jennifer had already removed her dress and stood before us in nothing more than a stunning black slip chemise, garter belt, and beautiful black seamed stockings. I held my hands over my head and Melissa slipped my negligee over my head as Jennifer continued to softly stroke my hardness, occaisionally stopping to steal a kiss on the precum that was oozing from the head. Her lips felt like satin and I wanted her to continue. I had no idea what was going to happen next, but my heart raced with excitement as I gazed upon the beauty that was there in the room. Jennifer sat down on the bed and beckoned both of us to stand in front of her. Jennifer began to suck on both of us alternating between each when she could sense that we were about to burst. Melissa and I continued to kiss and caress each other as we delighted in the hot satin feel of Jennifer's mouth as it lovingly sucked our poles of pleasure. Suddenly Jennifer stopped and laid back... uttering in a low begging moan, "Fill me with your pretty cocks girls, I want some shemale clitties to fill me totally." Melissa guided me towards Jennifers dripping pussy, holding my hardness and guiding it into her raging soaked inferno. I buried myself as deep as I could inside her and she continued her gutteral moaning and rolled on top of me. We began a wild ride of passionate fucking only to stop short of me exploding inside of her. I could feel the bed move and realized that Melissa had been lubricating Jennifers ass with her tongue as we were fucking. Now Melissa knelt between my legs and Jennifers legs and suddenly I could feel Jennifers pussy becoming tight as Melissa slowly entered Jennifers well lubricated pucker hole. Jennifer began screaming with pleasure, begging us to begin again. I have never experienced a more unique feeling as I swear I could feel Melissa's cock as she thrust in and out and I began a rythm doing the same. Jennifer was becoming delirious with erotic passion and I was unable to hold out any longer. I exploded in a torrent of burning hots jets of love cream deep within her and Melissa began erupting about the same time judging from the look upon her face. The rest of the evening was a total blur of soft feminine passion bathed in soft candlelight, spiced with the erotic scents of perfume and lovemaking. Sleep gradually came upon all three of us and the feeling of three intense luvers in satin sheets guided us into a deep sensual slumber. My world would never be the same and Ken would probably never exist again, the power of feeling like a woman assured that. Chapter IV My awakening to the new world of hidden femininity, and the discovery of my truest desire to be feminine, was something wonderful and exciting to me. When I awoke the next morning, cuddled in soft, luxuriant, satin sheets, between Jennifer and Melissa, I felt like a woman, having just lost my virginity; I knew that life for me would never be the same. The feeling was something beyond description as I lay there quietly listening to both of my new lesbian lovers' breathe; feeling the warmth of their bodies as we lay together in erotic slumber on Melissa's bed. The beauty that these two very special women possessed was beyond description. Was this lust or love I was feeling, or was this just a pure desire to discover all there was to being a girl? I lay there quietly, contemplating what my future was, and how would these two goddesses fit into my life as Kristen. Melissa was the first to stir. Softly kissing me on the cheek, she began caressing my thigh with her long, slender fingers. Quietly, she whispered, "Kristen, let's take a shower together, but try not to wake up Jennifer." "She likes sleeping late, and she is not a morning person." Taking my hand in her soft, feminine hand, Melissa gently tugged at me pulling me to my feet. As I arose from the bed, I could feel the remnants of Melissa's love seed trickling down my leg. I felt like a woman who had made love and was experiencing the same wonderful feeling a woman has as her lover's nectar escapes from deep within her from their romantic union. I followed Melissa to the bathroom, watching her silky, delicate bottom swaying in her wrinkled, cum stained nightgown. Without any panties under her nightgown, her delicate ass looked so inviting. I reached out and began to squeeze it, allowing my index finger to slip into her crack. She gasped and leaned back into me, pressing her soft derriere into my now growing erection. I reached around her front with my other hand and found her breasts. Delicately, I squeezed her nipple, and felt it begin to rise and harden under her awakened sexual excitement. I began kissing her neck from behind as she continued pushing back against my now throbbing love pole. The passion of our desires once again ignited as Melissa slowly turned around and began kissing me in total erotic abandon, thrusting her tongue deep in my mouth, and grasping my erection in her hands as we kissed. Melissa hopped up on the countertop in the bathroom, facing me, she wrapped her silken legs around me, drawing me in closer to her, saying, "make love to me again Kristen." I could feel the heat of her erection, as it pressed against my stomach, as we once again melted our bodies together in a passionate French kiss. Melissa rolled back slightly and scooted her ass forward pressing the entrance to her bottom against the head of my throbbing desire. She was already well lubricated from our lustful night of lovemaking. I gently began to ease myself into her, feeling the warmth of her, surrounding the head of my cock. She gasped as the head penetrated her, her first ring of resistance gripping me tightly. She relaxed long enough to allow me to slip in deeper and deeper. Her moaning slowly grew louder as my hardness slipped into her, inch my delicious inch. In a low guttural moan, she began begging me to fuck her harder and faster. She became a woman possessed, begging me to fulfill her craving for cock, writhing and moving to force me totally into her. Leaning further back against the mirror, she began a rocking motion opposing my hard, deliberate thrusts in and out of her hot pussy. Her legs wrapped around my sides and her ankles locked behind my back allowing no escape, until she as my lover, was satisfied. "Cum in me darling," she begged, as I continued thrusting myself deeper and deeper into her. A tingling began deep within me, signaling the imminent release of my passion for her. She began screaming as she felt the familiar swelling of my organ, as it pulsed, jet after jet of hot nectar, deep within her, in orgasmic ecstasy. I could feel her sphincter tighten, clenching my organ, milking it of it's hot silken load. Melissa's orgasm followed immediately, her excited cock erupting between the two of us, flooding the space between our two hot bodies with hot sticky spurts of her clear love juice. We once again locked in a passionate embrace, kissing and holding each other, as the waves of orgasmic bliss washed over us and then subsided into a warm satisfied afterglow. I slowly opened my eyes, looking in the mirror behind my hot lover, I could see Jennifer standing in the doorway, nightgown pulled up, her fingers damp with her sexual fluids as she finished masturbating, watching our little episode of passion. As her excited whimpers subsided, she spoke in a shaky, quivering voice. "You two are so noisy in the morning," she said with a very sly grin one her face. Immediately, we all burst out laughing, realizing how funny this must have looked, Melissa with her legs almost up on my shoulders, me plunged into Melissa's bottom, and Jennifer, standing in the doorway, on shaky legs, masturbating, as we made love. "Let's shower, and get some breakfast, and hit the mall and do some shopping," Jennifer offered. "We can get some more things for Kristen, such as makeup, shoes, several outfits, and whatever else we decide." We are going to get her ready for a "girls night out." Our shower became an erotic triangle as we soaped, fondled, and caressed each other, cleansing ourselves of the previous night of lust and love. Melissa carefully trimmed my pubic hair in the shape of a heart, matching her own little furry heart, nestled above her own shemale clit. Stepping from the shower, we dried each other with big fluffy towels, giggling all the while like three young schoolgirls, discovering each other's nakedness and feminine bodies. I hurriedly dashed across the hallway, dressed only in a pink satin robe, to gather some clean panties, jeans, a cute top, and sandals, for our little female shopping excursion. I quickly returned to Melissa's apartment and dressed. Then as I sat down in her dressing area, Melissa began to recreate Kristen, applying makeup, styling my almost shoulder length hair, and fussing over me, trying to create the perfect look. I was thrilled with the results, as was Jennifer, as she stepped into Melissa's bathroom, carrying in our morning coffee. "Kristen, you should have been a woman, " Jennifer said. "Your feminine looks are almost as natural as Melissa's when I first met her." I felt myself blush, as I looked in the mirror and realized what she was saying was so very true. It was if everything I had felt when I was younger was coming to life, and my guilt and embarrassment, was improperly felt. My only concern now was; what would other people who knew me think, when they saw me? I decided not to ruin the day with worry and quickly finished putting my things together and placing my money, credit cards, and ID in a borrowed purse, we stepped out of the apartment and into the next phase of the creation of Kristen. Our day at the mall was a new adventure in shopping for me. I no longer had the nervousness I had previously felt when I purchased my other feminine clothing. My two girlfriends allowed me to shop with confidence. The salesgirls in many of the stores knew both Jennifer and Melissa. Many were more than eager to assist in making me become beautiful with coordinated makeup to match my colors, and outfits that would best call attention to my somewhat feminine physique. I was quite relieved that my salary at my new job could support this transition, as one purchase after another was tallied up on my new credit card. My favorite purchase was a slinky black slip dress that stopped short of my knees. To compliment the dress, Melissa had selected a pair of matching open toe pumps, with 3" heels that forced my ass upward and outward as I walked in them. Jennifer giggled as she watched me model them, knowing that I had never really attempted this part of being a woman. I know I looked a bit foolish, wobbling and weaving, trying to look ladylike as I walked. "Sweetie, you will do better with some practice," she said. "Just remember to keep your chin up and act as if you are a total bitch, and with each step, you will turn heads with that cute little tush of yours." The afternoon drew to a close and we hurriedly returned back home to get ready for our "Girls Night Out." Melissa and I quickly showered and shaved making sure we were baby soft and smooth. Stepping out of the shower, I hurriedly dried myself with a fluffy pink towel and bolted into Melissa's bedroom to begin dressing. With excitement, I slipped into black, silky, lace topped, thigh high stockings, fastening the lacey tops with a gorgeous black satin and lace garter belt. Next came the very silky, form fitting, black spandex, strapless bra-slip. Melissa placed a lifelike set of silicon breast forms, with pert, lifelike nipples, into the cups of the bra. They both began to giggle as they noticed the excited bulge that was forming beneath the silky, spandex, confines of my slip. They both took turns, licking, sucking, and stroking my aroused cock, trying to deflate my excitement, finally accomplishing their task after rewarding me with two earth shattering orgasms. Both girls savored the hot salty juice as I violently erupted in their mouths, acting like two starved women, needing to devour my cream to quench their appetites. We kissed afterwards, sharing my treasure, enjoying the fruits of their labor and my excitement. I finally covered my deflated male organ with a wickedly delicious pair of black satin and lace panties, smoothing and tucking my shrunken maleness flat under the stretchy material of the slimming slip. I finished touching up my makeup, applying a luscious coating of deep, ruby red, lip gloss to my pouting lips, adding a dark highlight to call attention to my mouth, making it look as if I were begging to be kissed. I carefully coated my new nail extensions with a coat of dark red gloss, closely matching my lip color, while Melissa and Jennifer finished putting themselves together. As I sensuously slipped into my sexy, provocative, slip dress, and my 3 " heels, I realized that I was now Kristen, a woman who was looking for adventure, and whatever else a night out on the town may provide. Melissa and Jennifer also looked sexy in similar outfits, advertising a raw, erotic sensuality, eager to tease and taunt any man who dared fall into the spell of their beauty. Both were drop dead gorgeous from behind, as I was hypnotized watching the swaying of their hips and tight asses, and their long, slender, stocking clad legs that led all the way to heaven. We looked like three bitches in heat, ready to make men beg for a chance to buy us a drink or even just to dance or talk with us. We walked out of the apartment and into the warm night air, our heels clicking on the pavement as we strode confidently to Jennifer's car in the lot. Our destination was a swinging Gay and Lesbian bar called "Wall Street." The crowd was mostly young gay men and a small assortment of lesbians. Additionally there was a fair population of "queens", and poorly dressed men in drag wishing they were as beautiful as the queens. We were the exception, looking like three very foxy women on the prowl. The nervousness of my first outing, "en-femme", faded as the effects of my first margarita, soothed my frightened nerves. Several of the queens sneered at me calling me a bitch, and others offered words of encouragement, saying, "you go girl." All in all the evening was very thrilling, offering me a new avenue of expressing my femininity. I danced several dances with a few cute guys, unable to determine if they were gay or straight, but I could clearly tell that I was arousing them, as I felt their erections pressed against me, as we danced slow, erotic dances. Melissa and Jennifer continued to mingle with old friends, drinking, talking and laughing as they delighted in seeing me, as I teased one guy after another on the dance floor. At one point, Melissa whispered in my ear, " dear, you are ready for the next step in becoming a woman." "We need to find you a man." My nervousness once again surfaced, knowing that I still was not a woman, and the only contact I had with someone similar to me was last night with Melissa. With her I felt acceptance and comfort, knowing that she realized I was just beginning my journey into this new world of feminine expression. Hesitantly, I began to realize that this step would be an important one, knowing I would have to find a guy who was looking for more than a quick blowjob in the crowded, cramped, front seat of a car, or in the alley behind the club. As I headed back to the bar to purchase the next round of drinks for our table, I accidentally ran into a really cute, well dressed, young guy who was stepping back away from the crowded bar, with a drink in his hand. My collision caused him to spill a portion of his drink; thankfully to the floor, and not all over someone standing near. With profuse embarrassment, I offered a heartfelt apology and offered to buy him another drink to replace the one I caused him to spill. As I was stuttering an apology, he reached out, slightly drunk, and gently grabbed my hand, and led me to the dance floor. He wasn't going to take no for an answer. We quickly set our drinks down at Melissa's table on our way to the flashing lights on the dance floor. As we approached the deserted dance floor, I sensed that this dance and whatever followed would be special. Knights in White Satin played as we danced, pressed tightly to each other. His arms locked together in the small of my back, pulling me close to him. Wanting to feel totally feminine, I placed my arms high on his shoulder, laying my head to one side, gazing longingly at him. Not a word was spoken as we held each other, slowly moving to the music, dancing in the most romantic of moods. I could feel his breath as he nibbled lightly on my neck, sending waves of electricity through me, causing me to suddenly swell in my hot, wicked, black satin panties. As we continued dancing, I could tell that he was becoming aroused, as I felt him grow hard between our bodies; grinding into me as if we were having sex right out on the dance floor. His hands grasped at my ass, squeezing me as we continued this erotic, passionate dance. The song ended, and before we parted, we kissed; thrusting our tongues into each other's mouths, imitating our desires to consummate this meeting, fucking each other's mouths with our tongues. Holding hands, we stepped away from the dance floor into the darkness of the hallway leading to the restrooms. We continued our passionate kiss, pressing our excitement into each other, increasing the heat that was building between the two of us. With the hands of a pickpocket, I eased my one free hand into his pants, slipping it inside his underwear, in search of the object of my desire. I was ready to fall to my knees and worship this man's hardness with my hot, satin lips, in the privacy of the darkened hallway. My other hand frantically began searching for his zipper, enabling me to accomplish my task. The excitement must have been too much for my young stud. As my fingers encircled his throbbing erection, he whimpered and then exploded, flooding my hand and his khaki slacks with hot, sticky cum. A large, dark circle appeared in the front of his trousers, as the dampness of his orgasm soaked through the material in his shorts and pants. Tears began forming in his eyes, as he shrank into a humiliated embarrassment. Without saying another word, he bolted for the exit door behind us, pushing it open, disappearing into the dark, crowded, parking lot, to the safety of his car. I stood there in total astonishment, my hand sticky and wet with his juices, and my own panties soaked with the juices of my own excitement. I became aware of the pain of my own erection, thrust between my legs, needing sexual relief. I wasn't sure if I wanted to laugh or cry, realizing the humor in the situation, but yet also realizing that my first sexual encounter with a very handsome guy was a flop. At least he was leaving satisfied. I rejoined the girls. We finished our drinks, and left, stepping into the now cool night air, our heels once again clicking a feminine reverie on the pavement of the parking lot. Not a word was spoken, as I am sure they both witnessed my first encounter with a handsome guy and the ultimate disaster. They could both tell I was choking back tears. I realized, that I was feeling something for this man, and the feeling of loneliness he created as he left, made me doubt my capability of being a woman.