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Read the Warnings. By Jennifer Adams "Look Jack, it's a win-win situation." Bill Douglas said to his friend. "I know I need the money and all... But I don't know if I really want to do that." Jack Saunders had been out of work for nearly two months and was now living with Bill since he'd lost his apartment a month ago. "This is a great opportunity for me to get into selling. Besides. I get a thirty percent commission. No one else will hire me at that rate just out of school. Another thing is, I don't know how much longer I can keep up the rent on this place without your help." He leveled with Jack. "But selling cosmetics? To parties of women? How on earth would demonstrating them on me sell them to women? I don't even look close to passing for a woman." Jack asked uncertainly and at five foot nine inches and two-hundred-twenty-five pounds he was right.. "They're not just cosmetics. They are scientifically enhanced. You are perfect. If my sample products can turn you into an attractive looking woman what would they do for a real woman? It's a sure sell. We can't miss with it. I'll even cut you in for half the commissions, what do you say?" Bill asked. "So how long will this stuff last?" "It says forty-eight to seventy-two hours. If you demonstrate for me on Friday, you'll be back to normal no later than Monday night. We'll have our commissions by Wednesday. That will be just in time to make up the hundred bucks I need for the rent. We're really over a barrel here and really you have to do this or will both be out looking for a place to live." Bill said somberly. Jack really wished that there was another way but he knew it was the only hope they had of getting the money for the rent in time. Reluctantly he agreed to be Bill's demo subject. *** Friday night, Bill and Jack showed up at the house where Bill had set the demo party up. Bill started setting up a table and placing an array of tubes and jars on it. An attractive but slightly overweight woman came into the living room where they were setting up shop. Bill extended his hand and said. "Hi Liz." He turned toward Jack and said. "This is Jack." Jack shook her extended hand, and Bill continued. "I told you that I would have an unusual demonstration for you and here he is." She looked at Jack with a slightly confused look on her face. Bill continued. "I will make Jack look like the Belle of Ball tonight." She giggled slightly and said. "That I would like to see." "That you will. You did inform your guests of what I had in mind?" Bill asked. "Yes, I did and none of them seemed to have a problem with it. They are as curious as I am. Your friend can change into his robe in the bathroom down the hall." She said with amusement. Jack took his robe and headed down the hall to the bathroom. Bill called out. "Everything Jack!" Jack grumbled, but he knew that what ever Bill had in mind, he would have to go along with it or be sleeping in the street. It was funny what you were willing to do when you had no other choice. He went into the bathroom and disrobed and put the bathrobe on. Then he put his clothing into the bag he brought his robe in and went back to the living room. He knew this was going to be extremely embarrassing. Being naked in front of a room full of women was bad enough, but Bill was going to try to make him look like a woman right in front of them. He even planned to do something with his crotch to make it look more ladylike. By the time Jack had returned, most of the guests had arrived. Bill took the bag from his hand and ran it out to the car. Jack looked nervously around the room while Bill was gone and avoided making eye contact with anyone. He noticed an upright rack with a hanger containing a clothing bag. He wondered what Bill had in mind with that since Bill didn't go through any routine with him in advance. When Bill came back in, the last minute stragglers were finding a seat. In all, there were fifteen women and two men. Bill started his presentation. As he spoke he donned a pair of rubber gloves. "Good evening ladies. My name is Bill Douglas and this is my assistant Jack. We are going to demonstrate a new line of cosmetic products for women called Perfect Image. Why would I use a man to demonstrate women's products on? You might ask." Bill paused a moment and continued. "Well, I want you to see how well they work on a man so you'll be able to imagine how good they will work on you. I am going to make my assistant Jack, fit into this size eleven/twelve dress." He opened the clothing bag to reveal a satiny pink dress with a deep V-neck. He also opened a compartment on the bag and took out some lingerie and a package of pantyhose. He reached into the bottom of the bag and took out a pair of women's high heeled sandals. ' No wonder he took my clothes out to the car. That jerk.' Jack thought. "Not only will he fit it, but he will look good doing it." Bill turned to Jack and said. "Jack? Will you come forward and remove your robe, please?" Jack stepped to the center of the room and removed his robe. Bill promptly took it from him and set on a nearby chair. Jack stood with hands at his sides, fighting the urge to cover his crotch. Bill came back and said. "What do you say we start with all this hair?" He handed Jack a bathing cap and Jack put it on. Then Bill picked up a spray bottle and began spraying Jack's whole body. As he sprayed, he told how it was supposed to work to remove unwanted body hair and prevent new growth for several days. After several minutes Bill handed Jack a towel and said. "Go ahead and rinse that off in the shower and come back. And oh, leave the cap on." Jack went in the bathroom and showered. He watched with subtle horror as his body rinsed out hair free. He dried off and returned to the living room. "Ah, here ladies. Take a look and see for yourselves. Not a hair to be seen anywhere. What other product is truly this effective." There were oh's and ah's as the women examined Jack's now hairless body. He had noticed on his way out of the bathroom, even his eyebrows were gone. "With that done, let's work on that complexion." Bill said like a true showman. He put his finger on his chin and pondered a bit. "Hmm?" He said. "Perhaps a dark skinned woman... African decent maybe..." Poor Jack looked shocked. Not that he disliked people of African decent, he just didn't want to look like one of them. A woman asked. "Can you do that?" "I sure can." Bill replied with a gleam in his eye. He changed his gloves as he spoke. The hostess must have seen the concern in Jack's eyes because she said. "How about alabaster?" "I can do that too..." Then Bill seemed a little disappointed and said. "Very well, alabaster it is." He began rubbing liberal amounts of a thick creme all over Jack's body and up beneath the cap to his hair line. The pasty white began to fade until it looked like baby oil on Jack's skin, then it dried leaving Jack with a milky-white complexion. Even his nipples faded in color and looked kind of pink. While they all looked in amazement at Jack's chest, Bill changed into another pair of rubber gloves. "Okay, Now let's work on that chest." Bill began. He began messaging some creme on Jack's bare chest. It felt a little warm and tingly. "This causes the tissue to swell and retain water, while adding elasticity to the skin to avoid stretch marks." Bill explained. "Here you go buddy, have a glass of water." He handed Jack a glass of water and Jack drank it down. Bill handed him another. "Now watch for a few minutes, ladies." Jack watched along with the ladies as his chest began to swell. The nipples even expanded. As they all watched, Jack "grew" a small sized pair of breasts. Jack fought back the panic that was trying to flood his brain. When they stopped expanding, they were still a little small for a woman that size, they were pert and perky and were capped with pale pink nipples that looked to be about twice their normal size. "Now for those lovehandles." Bill said and picked up a tube and showed it to the group. "This shrinks cells on a temporary basis. It is topical so you can choose where you want to shrink the cells." He once again changed gloves, explaining that it could be harmful to mix the cremes while applying them. It was safe, he added, to do so after they had dried. He messaged a clear jell into the skin around Jack's waist and then down his arms and into his hands. Then he worked the gel down Jack's legs and into his feet. Jack could feel a tightening sensation as the gel dried. Then he noticed that his small breasts were growing a little. Bill explained that as the other cells dumped water that they had retained, the creme was still working on Jack's breasts and soaking up the water like a sponge. In a few moments. Jack looked more female than male. He was now sporting an hourglass figure and his breasts were now much more prominent. His arms, legs and feet were now slender as well. His shoulders also seemed to suffer the effects of the gel. The women applauded. Bill said. "Ooops. I almost forgot something." He squirted another liberal dollop of creme onto the rubber glove and reached down to Jack's manhood and massaged it into his penis, scrotum, and testicles. Jack was too shocked to do anything as Bill reached between his legs to rub some into his prostate as well. As the crowd watched silently, Jack's maleness shriveled and looked as though it was being pulled inside him. As the area in question shrank from the effects of the gel, the parts that weren't under its influence folded around the shrinking flesh to form what appeared to be the slit of a vagina. Jack spread his legs and looked to find that his penis looked more like a clitoris than a penis. It looked as though it belonged on an infant. Jack was stunned, but he figured that the show must go on so he stood back up and waited for Bill to continue. He didn't have to wait long as Bill said. "Now, on to more prominent features like hair." He motioned for Jack to take off the swimming cap as he changed into yet another pair of rubber gloves. He then took another bottle of gel and messaged it into Jack's scalp. Bill stood back as they all watched Jack's hair begin to grow. "This gel stimulates rapid hair growth, but be careful, it'll grow hair on a rock." There were a few giggles. Jack could feel it starting to tickle his shoulders and then the back of his shoulders and soon his shoulder blades where it seemed to stop growing. Bill explained that if one wanted more growth they should simply apply more gel. Then he said. "This should be just enough." Looking at what was left on the glove and then he reached down with two fingers and ran a small streak from the tip of the crease at Jack's crotch and stopped about two inches toward Jack's naval. Almost suddenly a small streak of hair appeared in Jack's pubic region just like he had seen on females in magazines. "Oh dear!" Bill exclaimed. "Brown hair is too dark with such white skin. I think we should correct this." With another glove change, he picked up a bottle of lotion and began rubbing it into Jack's now long hair. With in moments it started to lighten and several minutes later it was blonde. Bill looked at Jack's head and then at his crotch and said. "Why don't we make her a natural blonde?" He wiped the hair on Jack's crotch and moments later it too was blonde. "Blonde is nice but lacks character by itself don't you think?" Bill asked and produced a squirt bottle and misted Jack's hair and gave him a sprits in his crotch. Suddenly, soft red highlights appeared in the blonde hair. "I think it would take a gynecologist to figure out if this were a girl or not." Bill announced with satisfaction, he could tell that these women were eating this up and he and Jack would make a hefty commission here tonight. He continued. "But we're not through yet." He removed the gloves and picked up a tube that looked like lipstick and gently applied it to Jack's lips. Then he spread a little on Jack's cheekbones. Jack could feel a slight swelling in his lips and cheeks as Bill announced. This is to add a little where you need it. In this case, I gave Jack fuller lips and higher cheekbones. The bones didn't expand the layer of fatty tissue did to give the illusion of fuller cheekbones. Bill picked up another tube and made an arch over each eye as he explained that these were fine hair growth sticks and were available in light, like he was using on Jack, medium, and dark. They could also be colored with the hair color gel. Then he picked up what looked like clear nail polish and began applying it to Jack's fingernails. With each coat, Jack's nails grew a little until they were about half an inch above his finger tips. This also brought about several oohs and aahs. Then Bill picked up a bottle of perfume and held it up and said that this was more than just perfume. He spirited it on Jack in a couple of places. Behind the knees, on the wrists, under the chin and in Jack's new cleavage. Bill went on to explain that this perfume not only mixed with the wearer's body chemistry to create a unique fragrance, but the molecules attached to the cells to create a much longer lasting scent. On sprits could last several days. This concerned Jack a little, but he remained silent. Bill took another bottle and told Jack to say. "Hello my name is Jack." It came out deep and masculine. Bill held the nozzle to Jack's mouth and Jack opened his mouth and Bill instructed him to inhale as he squirted the stuff into Jack's mouth. Bill explained that it was specifically tailored to work only on the vocal cords. He prompted Jack again. "Hello my name is Jack." The voice was softer and slightly higher in pitch. He squirted it again and told Jack to say "Hi, my name is Jackie." Now his voice sounded sweet and high pitched even a little childish. "Okay, I am now beyond my expertise so I must ask for a couple of volunteers." Bill stated. Liz and another woman came up to where we were. Jack could see that he was now half Liz's size when he had started out slightly larger than her. He was still the same height as her, now he was a lot skinnier. Bill said. "I need you to do the finer points of make up." He handed Liz a tube that Jack recognized as mascara. She told him to look up and expertly applied two coats as Bill requested. Then came eyeliner, shadow, blush and lipstick. Jack could feel subtle changes in the areas where the make-up was applied. Bill explained that these cosmetics would add more than color to enhance a woman's features. Again, he explained that these would last for several days. The other woman was handed a bottle of nail polish to apply to Jack's nails while Bill explained that it would harden the nails and would adhere to the molecular structure of the nails so it wouldn't chip or wear off for up to three weeks. But like the make-up, there was a remover that would remove it, but only after six hours. Soon the women were finished with their task and Jack did look every bit a woman. The women returned to their seats and Bill said. "Before we let Jack... Or should I say Jackie, get dressed. I would like to show you one more product." He had once again donned a pair of rubber gloves. He squirted some more creme, from another tube, onto his gloved hand and rubbed it into Jack's nipples. All at once, Jack could feel a tingling erupt in his nipples. "This is sensitivity creme." Bill said with a grin. It increases the sensitivity of the area it is rubbed into. All could see that Jack's nipples were shriveling up, becoming hard nubs. Jack couldn't believe the feeling he was receiving as Bill finish rubbing the creme in and abruptly stopped and removed his hands. Everyone looked at his hardened nipples and clapped. "You may get dressed now, Jackie." Bill said and handed Jack the clothing. "You might be more comfortable in the bathroom." Jack gladly took the clothes and headed toward the bathroom. He felt a hand on his shoulder as he started down the hall. He turned to see Liz. "Give me a yell if you need help with those." She offered. "Thank you, I will." Jack replied in his new feminine tone sounding for all the world like the pretty woman he appeared to be. "Just a couple of hints. Hook the bra in front and turn it so the cups are in front and pool the pantyhose into your hands and slid them up to the knee and start the other one or else you'll never get the other leg started." He thanked her again and continued on his way. In the bathroom, he just had to look at his crotch again, so he sat on the toilet and spread his legs. His shrunken prostate had even pulled what was left of his penis further down in his groin so it aimed downward when he sat. He stood up and looked in the mirror and was more than a little amazed at the image that peered back at him. He looked like he was in his late teens and he looked as though anyone of those men's magazines would kill to do a layout on him. He quickly pulled the panties up and had only minor trouble with the bra, which made his breasts stick out and exposed his nipples. The pantyhose proved a bit more challenging but he managed. He was a little surprised to see that the sandals fit him so well. When he put the dress on, he wished it fit as well as the sandals. It was a little on the too tight side but was wearable. He made his way, carefully, back out to the living room and the party was just starting to break up. Bill announced that Jack was dressed and everyone looked at him in his outfit. "So, ladies. Did I do as promised? Is she the Belle of the Ball in a size eleven/twelve?" The women all clapped. Liz took Jack's hand and led him back to the bathroom. She said. "Here, let me help you. You're going to look like this for a couple of days if everything Bill said is correct. You're going to need a couple things. First, step so that your heel and toe come down at the same time and walk from your hip. Yeah like that." In the bathroom she took a pair of scissors out of the medicine cabinet and trimmed his bangs. "That's better." She said and led him back out to the living room. On the table was a jewelry set that was one of the door prizes. She gave him the necklace and told him to put it on. Then the bracelet. She ran to the bathroom for a moment and returned with a bottle of alcohol. She dipped the earrings in a capful and poked one through each ear. "Now you look more like a real woman... Except..." She ran down the hall and returned with a small purse that was the same color as Jack's shoes. "There!" She said. "Now you won't look out of place if you have to go out in public." "Thank you, Liz." Jack managed weakly. He wasn't sure if he really wanted to thank her or not. The party continued to wind down as Bill packed up all his things. Each of the women commended him on his good sportedness and thanked him for the demonstration. They also thanked Bill as they left. Finally, Bill and Jack said their good-byes to Liz and they too left. Liz walked them out and told Jack how to properly sit in the car while wearing a dress. He thanked her again and they left. They rode in silence for several minutes. Then Jack said. "Man, This is incredible! I would have never thought I would turn out looking like this." "I know, you look absolutely gorgeous!" Bill agreed. Jack asked. "You mean you didn't know how I would turn out?" "Actually? No, I didn't." "You brought clothes that fit me. Surely you must have had some idea?" Jack inquired. Bill replied. "Well, I did do a couple of demos with one of the girls from the office. She was about your size so I figured you would end up close to the size she ended up with." "If you have done this with a woman, then why didn't you use her again?" Bill turned his head for a moment and looked at Jack and then turned his eyes back to the road. "I used you for effect. I figured it would sell the product better if I used a man." "Why didn't you just demonstrate on yourself?" "Jack, it's a little hard to deliver a sales pitch while using it on one's self. Divided concentration, you know." "I guess. Well, don't count on my doing this again. I feel ridiculous." Jack said, still sounding like a woman. "I don't know. You might change your mind after you hear what we made in commissions." Bill said with a smile. "Yeah? How much?" The strawberry blonde asked. "We sold five thousand dollars worth of products and several party contacts if we do the same demo. That works out to seven hundred fifty dollars a piece. Not bad for spending a couple days as a girl, huh? There are harder ways to earn that much money." Bill said smugly. Jack thought about it for a minute and said with a sigh. "No I suppose it's not bad for getting turned into a girl for a couple of days." He knew that Bill would not rest until he had agreed to do this again. "So you'll do it again?" Bill asked excitedly. Jack paused a moment and said. "Yeah, I'll do it again." "Great! We'll really clean up, man... or should I say woman?" Jack's pretty face twisted in disgust. "Man is fine." "What do you say we get something to eat?" Jack's eyes grew in surprise. "Like this?" "Why not?" "I don't want to go into a restaurant looking like a man in drag." "Uh, you look like anything but a man. In drag or otherwise. Oh come on, It's McDonald's for cryin' out loud." Come to think of it, Jack was hungry. "Oh, I guess." Bill pulled into McDonald's and they went inside. Bill made quick dash to the men's room and left Jack standing at near the counter. The manager walked over and asked. "May I help you, Miss?" "No, I'm just waiting for my friend." Was Jack's reply. "Just come up to the counter when you are ready to order." He said and went back to filling the paper cup holders. As Jack stood there, he became aware of the fact that he needed to go to the restroom too. As he was about to go into the men's room someone spoke to him. "Excuse me Miss? You can't go in there. It's the men's room. The ladies room is there." The security guard pointed to the door marked 'women'. Jack looked in the mirror and was still amazed at how pretty he looked. Both the Manager and the security guard thought he was a woman. He did his business as he had earlier, by sitting down to go. As he was leaving the women's room, he overheard the guard talking to Bill. "...Your girlfriend went into the lady's room. I'm sure she'll be out in a couple of minutes. You know how women are. Oh! There she is now." They both turned to look at Jack navigating past the booths in his heels. He was a light pink from hearing the guard's comments and also from the knowing smirk on Bill's face. They went to the counter and ordered. While the sat and ate. Jack noticed that they guard kept checking out his legs and the generous amount of cleavage that was more than adequately exposed by the low neckline of his dress. He found it to be a rather embarrassing time. He also found that he could now only finish about half of his meal. He just couldn't eat another bite, but Bill was more than happy to finish Jack's French fries. When they got home, Bill said he would take Jack out shopping to get him a couple of outfits that would fit since he would not only have this shape for the rest of the weekend but would look like this again.. They said their good-nights and headed to their separate rooms. As Jack took his clothes off, he looked in the mirror above his dresser. He still couldn't believe that he was such an incredible sight. When he took the bra off, he looked at the tag. It read: Maidenform, 36B. It had been a little tight, he didn't know if was because it was too small or because it needed to be adjusted. He noticed the adjustments on it after he took it off. He didn't know what than meant at all, but looking at his "breasts", which were really enlarged fatty cells, they did look like a good size for his body. They weren't too big or too small. His hips looked a lot wider like a woman's even though, he knew that they really hadn't been changed. His rear looked plump and inviting. In fact, he noticed that the tiny knob his penis had become, was starting to stiffen as much as it could since it no longer had any mass. He focused his attention on his face and hair. His face was pretty, he would never be mistaken as a fashion model, but it was pretty none the less. His hair was now wavy reddish-blonde locks cascading down past his soft smooth shoulders. He had to admit he really did look like a woman. He turned off the lights and climbed into bed. Before he went to sleep, he recalled the events of the evening. Being naked and transformed in front of all those women hadn't been quite as embarrassing as he had thought it would be. They really seemed to put forth an extra effort to make him less uncomfortable. The events at dinner were even kind of fun. It had been fun to fool everyone even though it made him a little nervous and a little self-conscious. Now that he looked back on it. It was rather funny that the security guard couldn't keep his eyes off Jack's legs and cleavage. Jack was beginning to have a change of heart. This looking and pretending to be a girl could actually be a lot of fun, and his cut of the commissions wouldn't hurt anything either. He drifted off to sleep still thinking of the possible fun pretending to be a girl. *** The next morning, Saturday. Jack woke up around ten a.m. He stumbled to the bathroom and reached into his undershorts, which seemed to fit rather snug this morning, and couldn't find his 'little buddy'. Then he remembered that he still looked like a girl and acted accordingly. As he was leaving the bathroom, Bill stepped out of his room and stared at the two mounds on Jack's chest. Jack immediately felt self-conscious and covered them with his slender arms. Bill laughed and told him he looked like a real girl standing there like that and Jack turned a little red. "Hey! That red highlights your cleavage." Bill noted aloud. The redness deepened. "Bite me, jerk!" Jack replied. "It might not be a good idea to tempt me while you look like that." Bill smiled. That was enough for Jack, even darker red now, he quickly ducked into his bedroom. He tried to put on a pair of his shorts and found that they didn't fit. They were too big around his waist and since they weren't made with a woman in mind, they easily slid over his hips even when they were fastened. He put on a pair of his stretchy bicycle shorts and one of his T-shirts. The T-shirt looked like women's sleepwear on him now. He walked back out of his room and into the kitchen. He noticed Bill looking at him and followed his gaze to see that the 'breasts' were bouncing as he walked and seemed to bumping into each other as if they were fighting beneath the shirt. He thought about going back and putting on the bra, but figured that if Bill wanted to stare at a guy then let him. He got a cup of coffee and sat at the table across from Bill. Bill looked at him for a couple of minutes and asked. "So? What's it like? Do you still feel ridiculous?" "No, I'm starting to get used to it a little." Jack replied. "How does it feel to have tits?" Bill inquired. "Actually, after the first hour or so, I don't even feel them unless I think about it." "Can I?" Bill queried with a grin. "Can you what?" Was Jack's naive response. "Feel 'em? I'd like to check them out a little. If you don't mind." Bill said on a more serious note. Jack looked at him as though sizing up Bill's intentions and then finally he said. "I guess so." "Actually, I'd like to check out your whole body." Bill said timidly. "Why not?" Jack said. They were going to head into Jack's room, but then Jack thought it might be such a good idea and led Bill into the living room. Jack, took the T-shirt off and then the shorts. Bill came up real close and looked at Jack's chest. Then he poked one breast then the other. Then he grabbed them and gently squeezed them. Next he inspected the nipples and felt them with his fingers. Jack found this slightly erotic since they were still hyper sensitive from the creme Bill rubbed on them the night before. Then, Bill stooped down and put his lips on Jack's right nipple and lightly kissed it. Jack thought about stopping him, but since it felt good he really didn't mind. Bill, sensing that Jack wasn't going to stop him, took the nipple into his mouth and began to suck on it. Jack just tilted his head back. When Bill took his lips off of the nipple, it had shriveled and got hard, just like a real girl's nipple would. He moved to Jack's other nipple. Jack wasn't complaining. Jack, reached down and rubbed his minuscule member with his finger. It didn't take long for him to shudder in climax, but since there was very little muscle control there now, instead of shooting like it normally did, his ejaculation just kind of dribbled out, like a woman's. Bill asked Jack to take a quick shower since he didn't want to look around down there after Jack had made a mess. A couple of minutes later, Jack came back into the living room clean and fresh. He sat back on the couch and spread his legs and Bill knelt down between them and examined the area. "Man Jack! Even like that, it looks like you have pussy lips." Bill commented. After feeling around and looking things over, much like a doctor would, Bill got up and went to the kitchen to get their coffee. When he returned, Jack was picking up his clothes. "Man Bill! That felt great." Jack said. Bill looked at the clothes in Jack's hand and said. "Uh... Before you get dressed, I was wondering... If... Uh... Well... Uh... Uh... Could you return the favor?" "Huh?! You want me to suck on you?" Jack was flabbergasted. "No, no. I meant... Uh... could you maybe use your hand? It looks so soft and pretty now." It was Bill's turn to blush. Jack didn't know what to say. In no way did he want to touch another man's penis let alone rub it to orgasm. On the other hand, neither one of them had been with a girl in a while and Bill had just helped him get off... Jack tried to put on the sexiest expression he could muster and tried to match his voice and said. "Sure, why don't you take off your clothes and come on over here, big boy and let Jackie take care of it for you." Bill was out of his clothes and on the couch in a shot. Jack took Bill's stiff member in his hand and began to pump it. As he did, he used the best sultry voice he could manage and started talking dirty to Bill. "There, there. Do you like looking at my hot sexy body?" Bill nodded. "Wouldn't you love to have a hot body like this?" Bill didn't respond, but his penis did, Jack could feel the rigidness start to go out of it. "Don't you wish I had a tight little pussy for you to fuck?" The rigidness returned as Bill nodded. Jack thought it seemed a little harder, if that was possible. "OOOH! Wouldn't you love to fuck me silly right now?" Bill bit his lip and nodded. Jack started getting into playing the horny nymphet and was starting to feel like one. "OOOH baby! I'm soooo hot for you. I wish I could feel your hard cock pumping in and out of my nubile pussy right now." Jack could tell that Bill almost lost it right there, but he bit his lip and held it back. Jack knew that Bill was trying to create a more forceful climax, by holding back until he couldn't hold it anymore. "Oh baby! Your cock is so beautiful and so big! I would love for you to make me squeal in ecstasy like this..." Jack made a soft feminine squeal. Bill tensed again, but held back. Jack began to realize that he was getting turned on again, from the character he was playing. "Wouldn't you love for me to take your big beautiful cock into my mouth and suck it for you right now?" Bill nodded and in a barely audible voice said. "Please." Jack looked at the hard dick in his hand while he rubbed his tiny one. He thought about doing this for Bill. He was playing the part of a sex starved nympho. Then suddenly, he wondered what it was like for a girl to suck cock and thought. "What the hell." He leaned over and kissed the head. He felt a little of Bill's pre-cum on his lips and wiped it off with his hand. He would have to pull his mouth off before Bill climaxed, but surely it wouldn't hurt for a minute or two. He stopped pumping and got down on his knees in front of Bill. He looked at it again for a moment and then wiped the head off with his hand. Then before he could think about it any further, he opened his mouth and slid his lips down over it. He had received a blowjob or two or more in his time and he started licking the underside of the shaft like the girls had on him and then he bobbed his head up and down once or twice. He felt it flex, but before he could pull his mouth off of it, it exploded with force into his mouth. From the force of the ejaculation and the amount, since Bill had held it back, Jack had no choice but to swallow it or be drowned. He was surprised, it hadn't tasted as bad as he had thought it would. A little salty, but otherwise it was all right. But Jack didn't have too much time to think about it as he had another orgasm shortly after Bill. They both just relaxed where they were for quite a while. When they got up, they just looked at each other for a moment or two and then put their clothes on without saying a word about it. When they were dressed as they had been earlier, they returned to the kitchen to finish their coffee. They talked about the money they had earned and about what they would do for the next couple of days until Jack returned to normal, but they avoided the incident on the couch. A short time later, they were in the car, headed to a near by woman's shop. Jack was reluctant, but Bill insisted that he needed to know what his new sizes were especially if he was going to do it again. Bill pulled into a small shopping plaza and they got out of the car. Bill came up beside, Jack and took his hand. Jack pulled his hand away from Bill, but Bill explained that it would be a little less embarrassing if they pretended that "Jackie" was his girlfriend. "Yeah! Speak for yourself!" Jack said. "I'm the one who is going to have to try on all kinds of women's clothes and get measured by some woman who won't even know I am a man." "Okay, but look on the bright side. You will get to go back into the dressing rooms with other women, in different stages of dress." Bill noted. "Huh, like that's going to do me a lot of good. They would have a better chance of getting a hard on than I would!" Jack retorted. "So what? You'll be able to remember what you saw when you are able to get a hard on." Bill took Jack's hand again and Jack held it. At least he was getting used to having a woman's shape and he was a lot thinner now. They walked into the little shop and an electronic bell chimed. A young girl came over and addressed Bill. "Good morning? May I help you?" "Huh, yes. My girlfriend had just lost a lot of weight and we need to get her some new clothes. Also, we don't know her new size." Bill told her as Jack blushed. The woman turned to Jack and said. "Oh don't be embarrassed. You look fabulous. Come on, let's get you measured and sized, dear." She took Jack's hand and led him towards the back of the shop. "Now you go into the dressing room and strip to your bra and panties and then give me a shout and I'll come in and measure you." Jack went into the dressing room and took off his T-shirt and shorts. Then he called for the girl. She told him to come on out that she was ready for him. So, he screwed up his courage and stepped out of the room. The girl looked at him and said. "Oh, You are supposed to wear your best fitting bra to be measured. Your old ones probably didn't fit anymore huh?" Jack nodded. He noticed that his skin still had a reddish cast to it. "Well, no matter. Yours look firm enough to do with out the bra. You're lucky. Usually when a woman looses a lot of weight her breasts get saggy. Here lift your arms." The young woman said as she produced a measuring tape. She reached under Jack's arms from behind and guided the tape under the recent additions to his chest. "hmm, thirty-six inches..." Then she guided the tape across his nipples and around his back, being sure to keep it even. "Okay... Hmm... All right, you're a 36B now. Let's see what that waist is now..." She measured around him around his waist and said. "Twenty-seven inches. Hips." She measured around the largest point of Jack's hips and announced that they were. "Thirty-eight inches, which means that you are a little heavy hipped, but not too bad. I mean you don't have saddle bags or anything and a lot of women are a little larger through their hips than around their chest. We can't all be cover girls." She giggled. Even though he was highly embarrassed, he figured it best to join in her amusement. "I guess we can't." He mused. As they straightened up from their giggle, another woman came into the dressing room area carrying three skirts. "Hi." She said, and Jack tried to cover himself with his hands. "Oh don't be shy." The woman added. "We're all girls here. Besides, you have a cute figure." She turned toward the salesgirl and said. "I'm going to try these on." She held up a couple of skirts. "The man out front said you were back here with his girlfriend." She turned back to Jack and said. "You're a lucky girl. He's cute." The salesgirl agreed and they both giggled. Jack joined in, but for a different reason. He thought about how they might react if they knew the truth. Then he hoped that they wouldn't. He said. "Oh Bill and I have been dating for nearly a year now. He promised to buy me an outfit if I lost twenty-five pounds and here we are. I don't even remember the last time I looked like this." "Oh, how sweet of him and you did a great job. Make him shell out the dough though. You've earned it." As the woman said that, she put her hand on Jack's arm. She turned and walked into the dressing room. The clerk told Jack to wait where he was and she would be back in a few minutes with something for him to put on. While he was waiting, the other woman came out of the dressing room in a black nylon skirt and her bra and asked Jack what he thought. He almost made a comment about her breasts, which were totally visible through the thin material of her bra, but he knew without thinking that would be the wrong thing to do. So he peeled his eyes away from her chest and looked at the skirt. It was very snug and form fitting and made her look really hot. He felt a stiffness between the folds of skin in his crotch. He thought for a moment on the most natural feminine response and said. "I think it looks very pretty on you. It really shows off your figure." "Oh, you really think so? Let me show you the other two." She dashed back into the dressing room and emerged moments later clad in another form fitting skirt. This one was gray wool and wasn't as revealing as the first one. "I think the other one looks better on you. I'd bet most men would think so too." He said. "Well, that is the whole point isn't it?" She said with a knowing look. "We all want to look good for men don't we?" Jack decided it would be best to appear exuberant and said. "You bet!" They shared a soft chuckle and she went back into the dressing room. While the woman was changing, the clerk returned with a couple of matching bra and panty sets, a couple pairs of nylon stockings and a garterbelts and two packages of pantyhose. She said. "Here, I thought you would like to get a real sexy outfit. These are in your size." Jack looked them over and couldn't decide on the color. He knew a woman would be concerned about what color her underwear was. The other woman came out of the dressing room in a mauve double-nit skirt and looked to see what Jack's selections were. "I would say. Think pink. I think that's the best color. Oh, and I'd nix the hose and go for the off-white stockings. Men just love those. I bet they wouldn't feel so strongly about them if they had to were them, but..." They giggled again. The clerk said. "Could you imagine a man wearing a garter and hose?" The giggling intensified. "How 'bout a bra?" It was now laughter. Jack joined right in so as not to be out of place. "How about heels?" The other woman added, which brought another round of laughter. "Or even better, Periods!" Jack was starting to worry because he hadn't said anything, so he added. "Can you imagine a man getting cramps once every month?" This brought on more peals of laughter. Secretly, Jack knew that he now had some idea, how a man might feel wearing women's clothes and it caused him great embarrassment, which he deftly concealed. Finally the giggling subsided and the clerk said. "Well. Miss? Let me get you a slip and an outer garment." "Saunders, Jack...ie. Jackie Saunders." Jack added. "Miss Saunders, then. I am Marcy." "Please, call me Jackie." "Okay, Jackie." The clerk, Marcy, replied. She took his hand in a lilting, feminine hand shake. He almost took it firmly, but then relaxed his grip. "Shelly Gunther." The other customer offered her hand in the same fashion. He took it in the same manner and gently shook it. Marcy said. "Here, Jackie. This bra will do wonders for your cleavage. It's called an amazing bra and it's suitably named. It does amazing things with a girl's breasts. It makes them look fuller and more pronounced." Jack wasn't sure what to say since he was afraid of blowing his cover, so he took the bar and started to fasten in under his breasts like Liz had showed him. "Here, I'll help you with that." Marcy stated and helped him hook it behind his back. He pulled the straps up and Marcy told him to adjust in the bra. He looked a little confused and she told him to reach in and lift his breasts into the cups. He did and then she adjusted the straps in the back. "There! See what I mean?" She said and gestured toward the mirror. He looked in the full length mirror and was a little amazed at seeing this pretty creature with bountiful breasts and cleavage. They really did look bigger, not like the girls he had seen with huge breasts, but they did look fuller on his chest. "Wow! I guess so." He replied as he felt that slight stiffness in his groin again. He couldn't believe he was getting himself turned on by looking at his own chest. They did look almost as big as Shelly's breasts now. "Wow! Jackie, honey. That does make 'em stand out and look good." Shelly said. "You should buy it." A dumb founded Jack simply nodded his head. "Here." Marcy handed him the matching bikini panties. "Go in there and change into these. Then come back out and I'll help you put on the garter belt. He stepped into the dressing room and changed into the new panties and stepped back out. Shelly said. "Whoa, girl! You're really starting to shape up." This made Jack feel pretty good to receive a compliment from such a pretty woman, so he struck a sexy pose he'd seen models use. "You go Girl!" Shelly said. "You're gonna get lucky tonight." That made Jack a little apprehensive since he still hadn't dealt with what had happened that morning, but he didn't let it show. Marcy helped him add the garter and the stockings and he posed again. They all giggled and Marcy said. "If you keep that up, I'll have to stick you in the window with the other displays." Jack made an "O" with his mouth, which brought more laughter. Marcy left the changing area to get a slip and dress. "How do you like this one?" Shelly asked and then added. "I need it for work." The skirt showed off her well-balanced contrast of waist and hips, but was also subdued enough for a business environment. "I think it looks great on you." Jack replied. As Shelly stepped back into the dressing room, Marcy returned with a soft pink slip and a dress that had a pale pink mid-thigh length skirt and narrow bodice with a white lace overlay. "Your boyfriend picked this out for you and I got the size I think you'll need." Marcy said. "This is truly a lovely dress. I would love to have something like this myself, but I would never have any place to wear it too." She also set down three pairs of pink satin high heels that she called pumps and a matching pink satin purse. She helped Jack with the slip and then with the dress and had him put on the pumps and handed him the purse. She said. "Wow, that looks breathtaking on you. He turned to the mirror and saw that she was right. It showed plenty of leg and the neckline dropped enough to show ample cleavage. Shelly stepped out of the dressing room and said. "All I can say is... Wow! You look so pretty in that." Jack blushed and thanked her. Marcy took his hand and said. "Come on, let's get you some jewelry to go with that." "Well, I really love the way this looks on me, but..." Jack was still trying to sound feminine. He did think the dress looked great and if it had been on anyone else... "I don't think I need anything this formal." Marcy got a knowing grin on her face and said. "Well, not according to your boyfriend. Come on and just enjoy it." She led Jack out into the store. Bill was standing just outside the door and when they came out of the dressing area, he said. "Oh my god, Jackie! You are a vision of loveliness." Jack blushed and Marcy smiled, all though, not for the same reasons. The three of them walked over to the jewelry counter and Marcy started showing them different jewelry. Necklaces, bracelets and the like. Jack, still a little overwhelmed in this feminine finery, didn't say much and as a result, ended up walking toward the cash register, wearing a ladies elegant watch, a bracelet on the other wrist. He was also wearing two rings on each hand, a pendant necklace and he now sported two pierced diamond studs in his ears. Marcy rang Shelly's purchases first while Jack and Bill waited. Bill took Jack's hand and Jack was about to protest when he realized that it would look conspicuous, so he just held it. As he stood there in all this satin and lace, he allowed himself to feel the experience. He realized it was kind of fun pretending to be a girl and be all soft and pretty. Shelly, picked up her bag and turned to Jack. "It was nice talking to you, Jackie. You're such a sweet girl." Jack blushed again and told her it was nice talking to her, too. Bill paid for the outfit he was wearing and Marcy gave him a bag with the clothes he wore into the store. "Bill?" Jack asked. "I can't walk around all day like this." "What all day? It's after three o'clock already. I thought I would take you out for a nice dinner a little later to thank you for helping me out." Was the response. They got in the car and Bill drove to a department store were the clothing was less expensive. They went inside and Jack felt a little self-conscious at being all dressed up. Other than admiring looks, no one seemed to notice. They probably assumed that Jack had just stopped by on "her" way home from work. The outfit was a little dressy for the office, but sometimes women will dress up for a change so it didn't seem as out of place as Jack had thought. They went to the woman's department and picked out an outfit for Jack to were for the next day and the got a couple of stretchy items that could be warn as the cosmetics wore off. Bill slipped something into the cart so Jack couldn't see what it was. When jack asked, Bill told him not to worry. By the time they left the store, it was after five o'clock. They went home and while Jack was putting his new wardrobe away, Bill got dressed in a nice suit. He confessed that he had called and made reservations for them at The Elite restaurant. It was a fancy place, although one would ever know to look at the outside of the building. It looked kind of old and rundown on the outside. The inside was splendid with re-finished woodwork done in oak. It also had hard wood tables and dance floor. As they were getting ready to go, Bill asked. "Jack? Do you mind if we do a little role playing tonight." He looked a little sheepish and stared at the floor for a moment. "I mean, I know that you are really a guy and all, but still, you are the prettiest girl I have been seen with in a while... Could we pretend that we are on a date? I mean... you know that a lot the gang will be there and all..." Jack thought about it for a few minutes. He realized that it might be fun to play the girl. It could be enlightening as well. He sized Bill up and down a little and although he didn't find him attractive, he could see a attractiveness in him. "Sure." He said and gave Bill a light kiss on the cheek. "I think it would be lots of fun. Of course, we can't let anyone know that I am Jack." "This is true. I guess, if we called you Jackie, someone might figure that you're in disguise some how. Any ideas on a name for you?" "Hmm, I don't know. It has to be something completely different from my real name..." "How about Brenda?" "Nah, it sounds too... I don't know, I don't like it." "Something cute to go with your new image... How 'bout Kimmy?" "Kimmy... Yeah, Okay. Kimmy it is." Jack said. "For tonight, I'll be a woman named Kimberly or Kimmy." "Well, Kimmy dear, shall we go?" Bill asked, offering his arm. Kimmy took it and he escorted her to the car. He opened that door and Kimmy sat and swung her legs in like she'd seen other women do. "Hey, wait!" she exclaimed. "There is something missing." Bill looked confused. "What's that." "I need a purse. Women don't go out with out a purse." She said. "I guess you're right." Bill thought a minute and said. "Wait here. I'll be right back." He ran back into the house and tossed a few cosmetics in a paper bag. While Bill was in the house. Jack thought about his current situation. He was dressed as a woman, and going out on a date with his best friend. He slid his hand up and down his nylon-covered legs. It was more than a little exciting to be playing this little game. It was also a little scary. Bill came back out to the car with the paper sack and hopped in. He drove them to the shop where they had bought the dress. Luckily, Marcy was still there. Bill got out and knocked on the door. Marcy came to the door and unlocked it. "I'm sorry, we just closed." Bill was frantic. "Please?" He asked. "Could you just get a matching purse for Jackie's dress?" Grateful that he remembered they had introduced Jack as Jackie. Marcy's face softened. "Sure. Come on in." They went inside and in a few minutes, Bill emerged with a pink satin purse that matched the shoes Jack was wearing. He ran back to the car and Jack waved femininely to Marcy in thanks. Bill jumped in and handed the purse to Jack. "Go ahead and stuff it buddy." Jack stared at him for several long seconds. "What?" Bill asked. "Buddy? I would hardly say that as your date this evening, that I am a buddy." Continuing with the fake tirade. "One of your sloppy friends might be a buddy, but I hardly look like one of those. I am a refined young lady and I expect the respect of one." Bill looked horror struck. "Uh, you're scarin' me... Dear." Jack laughed, but it sounded more like a giggle. "That's much better. Now show me that I'm not just one of the boys." Jack leaned towards Bill. It took Bill a minute to catch on. He kissed Jack on the cheek. Then they both laughed. Finally Bill said. "I don't know, man... girl. You're starting to get this girl stuff down pat." "It's all in the game." Kimmy smiled, getting back into character. When they got to The Elite, Bill got out while Kimmy waited for him to open her door. Then he helped her out of the car and they walked arm in arm to the restaurant. When they walked in, several couples turned to look at the new girl and then went back to their meals. Bill and Kimmy were seated and Bill held the chair for Kimmy in a true gentlemanly fashion. Kimmy smoothed her skirt and sat as gracefully as she could. After dinner, Bill led Kimmy out on the dance floor. Kimmy kept reminding herself that she was the woman and that she needed to follow Bill's lead. She realized that she was really having a good time. Eventually, she felt the call of nature as we all do, and she went to the ladies room. After she did her business, she noticed a couple of other girls at the mirror primping. She checked that her make up was as flawless as it was when it was applied, but thought it would look unnatural if she didn't at least primp her hair a little. She knew all of the women at the mirror. There was Becky from school, and Janice from the grocery store and Melony from the drugstore. They had all gone to school together, but the other two girls were a year or two behind Jack and Becky. Jack checked her make up and fluffed her hair with her hand. Then Becky said. "Hi, I haven't seen you around here. Are you new in town?" Jack was terrified. He wasn't sure if he could pull of actually talking to them, but now, he couldn't just not answer a direct question. He screwed up his nerve and said. "Hi, my name is Kimberly, but everyone calls me Kimmy. You could say I'm new. Not really, though. I'm just a friend of Bill's from out of town." Becky ran a small diner down on main street. She was always looking for help. "Well Kimmy, I'm Becky, if you decide to stick around a little while, come down to the my diner, I could use a waitress. It's called, originally enough, Becky's Bar and Grill." She giggled at her joke and the other three joined her. "Thank you, but I am planning to leave tomorrow night." Jack said. Janice turned to leave and said. "My name is Janice and I work down at Bob's market. It was nice meeting you." She took my hand for a feminine hand shake and left. Melony soon followed Janice and Becky and Kimmy were right behind them. Bill took Kimmy back out on the dance floor and they danced until the were ready to fall over. Finally, around 1 a.m. Bill guided Kimmy to the car. After drinking Daiquiris all night, Kimmy was pretty lit up and almost fell several times from the restaurant to the car and then from the car to the house. Bill held her around the waist. By this time, Jack was really getting into the girlfriend role and when they got to the door. He asked in his soft feminine voice. "Do I get a kiss at the door?" Bill leaned over to kiss his cheek and Jack turned his head so their mouths met. Bill took the hint and opened his eyes and looked at his friend for a moment. His friend that looked more like a beautiful young woman. He slid his tongue gently between her lips. In his mind at that moment. Jack was no longer a man, he was a she and her name was Kimmy. They kissed passionately for several minutes and then they moved into the house. They kissed again and Kimmy moved her hand up to Bill's crotch. He was as hard as nails. In a husky, sultry voice, she said. "Bill, treat me like a woman." That was enough for Bill. He took her into his room and poured her on the bed. He kissed and caressed this specimen of female flesh as he slowly undressed her. He even paid attention to her crotch, the least feminine part of her. They spent a wonderful if not strange couple of hours exploring the joys of sex in this unique form. They finally fell asleep around three a.m. Jack woke up with a headache and fire around his rectum. Slowly, the event's of last night, began to filter through the haze as he made his way to the bathroom. He tried to explain it away, that it was because he was drunk or because he was just acting out the role he was playing. In the end, he just admitted to himself that he had just liked it. He was also realizing that he was starting to like wearing the soft silky clothing of the opposite sex. He continued to think about these things as he got into the shower. He ran his finger lightly across his protruding nipple and felt a thrill run through his body. He liked it. The only thing that bothered him as he made his way to his room to get dressed, was that today was the last day for it. By tomorrow morning he would start turning back into the male Jack. Probably not all at once, but soon it would be over. In his room, he dressed in the bra, panties and short, shorts and half T-shirt that Bill had talked him into getting. He went to the kitchen and made breakfast and coffee. Then he went to wake Bill. He was just going to holler for him, but when he saw him laying in bed, he got a wicked thought and so keeping in character of the girlfriend. He climbed into bed and gently began kissing Bill's neck and chest. Bill began to stir as Jack or Kimmy began to slowly work her way down to Bill's groin. Bill still hadn't wakened so Kimmy grabbed his penis and kissed the head. Still no response from Bill, but his penis responded. So she kissed it again, and then licked the tip. Bill slept on. She slid it into her mouth and began to suck it. It only took a couple of minutes until Bill's hand slid on top of her head and gently rubbed it. A couple of minutes more and he tensed and filled her mouth. Then he waved her off so he could get out of bed and rush to the bathroom. She just sat on the bed and looked over at the mirror on Bill's dresser. She looked for all the world like a girl with her sexy outfit and her pretty face and the dribble of white liquid running down from the corner of her lips. She swallowed and watched herself erotically lick the dribble from the corner of her mouth. Then she got up and joined Bill in the kitchen for breakfast. After breakfast, she started doing a little housecleaning. Bill dared her to do it naked so her short, shorts, half-shirt, bra, and panties wound up draped over a chair. He gave her a pair of high heeled sandals to wear and that was how she cleaned the apartment. While Kimmy was bent over dusting the coffee table she felt something kind of cold slid between her "lips" and touch the nub her penis had become and then it moved around the area. She jumped and turned around and Bill was standing there with a rubber glove on one hand and that tube of sensitivity cream in the other. It only took a moment or two and suddenly even the movement of her "lips" against the affected area began to turn her on. It was even trying to get hard. Needless to say, they spent much of the evening fooling around. When Jack woke the following morning. The first thing he noticed was that the make-up was wearing off. Everything seemed to be the same so he retrieved the outfit he donned the morning before since he had only worn it for about an hour and he was sure that he wouldn't be wearing it for long today either. He was still arousing himself as he moved around since his genitals were still extremely sensitive. As he went about his day, still staying in the apartment, his body began to revert to normal. First, skin began to get darker until it reached his normal color. Then his breasts began to shrink, a little at first and more as the creme applied other parts of his body began to wear off. Soon he was looking more like his old male self with a couple of exceptions. His body hair was just stubble, except the reddish/blonde strip in his groin and his eyebrows all of which were turning brown. The hair on his head was still long, but it too was turning brown. His face still looked pretty feminine with his arched brows but he was starting to get a shadow on his chin. By this time, he had to remove the female clothing and was dressing in his male clothes. Of course his penis would be ultra sensitive for a couple of days, but at least it was a penis again and he was glad of that. Finally, Bill came home with their commissions and used the hair creme to change his eyebrows back to normal so Jack could go get a hair cut. Bill asked him to get it cut really short for the next party. When Friday came, Bill and Jack were in front of another group of ladies. It was pretty much a repeat of the previous week except Bill turned him into a latina and with the skin toner was able to give him bikini lines. The rest of the weekend was spent with Jack playing the girlfriend again. The week after that, Jack got to be an Asian girl and the following week Bill slept with a Nubian princess. Then Jack became a white brunette and then a redhead. Then Jack began to notice a problem, he hadn't changed back from the black girl until sometime in between going to bed on Monday and waking up on Tuesday. He was the brunette until Tuesday morning and redhead until Tuesday afternoon. When he mentioned it to Bill, he was told that it probably an accumulative property in the chemicals and not to worry he would change back eventually and if it got to be too long they would stop. "Besides," Bill told him, "it's not like you have a job to go to so who cares as long as you look normal enough for our parties. So with fears alleviated, they continued. On Friday, he would be turned into a beautiful woman with varying nationalities, breast sizes and facial features the most common being "Kimmy". Each time he would spend longer and longer looking like a female. Until finally, one Friday rolled around and Jack was still "Kimmy" from the week before which didn't seem to bother Bill too much. He just canceled the party for that week. Jack on the other hand was beginning to really get worried, but by Saturday morning he began the transition back to Jack. That night, he and Bill talked and decided that as good as it had been, they should stop before there was a real problem. That made Jack happy and he began to look for another way of earning money. On Monday, he went and talked to Becky about possibly being a waiter. It wasn't what he had trained for in college but it was better than nothing. She told him that she really would have preferred a woman, but as shorthanded as she was a waiter would do nicely. Jack trained on Tuesday and was on his own on Wednesday. He did pretty good with tips on Thursday and was looking forward to Friday. Friday evening was when the real trouble began. Right in the middle of dinner rush, Jack began to grow breasts. He was able to blouse his shirt a little and did a pretty good job of hiding them, but soon afterwards his waist narrowed and his body hair fell out. With these new developments it was beginning to show that he was turning into a woman. When he felt his genitals shrink up into the fem position he knew that he had better get out of there. It would only be a matter of time before his hair grew out and his face changed. By this time he was holding his pants on and his shirt looked like a tent. Even the bowtie that held his collar close to his neck was hanging. He went to Becky as quickly as possible. She was in the back of the kitchen by the store room. "Becky!" He started and then his voice jumped up an octave. "I have a problem... ehem... ehem." She looked at him for a moment and said. "I guess so." She paused for a moment and added. "Would you mind telling me what is going on?" "It's a long story." Jack said, his voice raising another octave. "But the short of it is, I am turning into a woman, or at least looking like a woman." "Hmm, I see..." She began and then stopped when she saw his face morph and then said. "Wait a minute, you're Kimmy." "Yes. Look, I was helping Bill demonstrate a new line of cosmetic chemicals and they seem to have had a residual effect..." He trailed off as he felt his hair grow out. "Well, let's see..." She thought a minute and said. "This can work. Call Bill and have him bring you some more appropriate underwear, slip and pantyhose. I have a uniform skirt and blouse here that you can wear and I think you can wear my black shoes. It looks like I got a waitress after all. I'm going to put you in the bar as a cocktail waitress. Jack called Bill who showed up looking a stunned at the turn of events. He gave Jack the requested garments and Becky gave him the uniform a