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You've Come A Long Way Baby - By Renee' Kelly Anderson It had been a very tumultuous and depressing year for me. Some Corporate down-sizing leading to demotions and a rocky relationship had taken their toll on me. I was 30 years old and had been secretly cross- dressing since puberty. In my early 20's when I was single, I would get all dolled up about once a month then take evening rides through the Maine countryside, stopping at secluded rest areas to strut my stuff. Of course I slept in silk lingerie every night and always wore panties beneath my regular clothes. I amassed a small but functional wardrobe and shaved my body in the winter months spending several days at a time dressed in full drag. When I bought a small townhouse in the country, I would often take long moonlight walks through the woods in femme. My latest girlfriend finally told me that she just couldn't accept having a boyfriend who crossdressed, so we parted ways after two years of denying my tendencies. I eventually met a local TV named Racheal though the magic of the internet. We found that we shared similar stories and had lots in common. We swapped photos of ourselves in drag. Our weekly e-mails became daily, soon we were chatting on the phone like old girlfriends for hours. After a few months, we decided that we should meet face to face. I had a 14 day February vacation coming up, we set our meeting for the first evening. I told Racheal that it had been a few years since I had dressed completely as Renee' but she insisted that she help with my make-over. I spent the day shopping for a few new outfits and some sexy black silk lingerie. I arrived at a nice townhouse on the outskirts of town around 3 pm. Racheal greeted me at the door. I was amazed. She was even more beautiful than I had imagined. She had sexy strawberry blond hair, dark sultry eyes, perfect make-up and a nice figure with a flattering bust. She wore a pink knit sweater, black silk skirt, and short heels. Her smile was warm and inviting. We kissed and hugged for a moment before she lead me inside to a tastefully decorated home with a feminine touch. We chatted for a while and I showed her the days purchases. She started a perfumed bubble bath for me while we spoke. I unpacked my overnight bag and retrieved an electric trimmer to remove my body hair with Racheal helping in the hard to reach areas. A close facial shave came next so she could apply a facial mask while I soaked. After a half hour Racheal handed me some Lady Gillette sensor razors and cream. We proceeded to shave all body hair from my neck on down. As I toweled off, Racheal helped apply scented moisturizer to my freshly shaven skin making it feel deliciously silky and smooth. I blew dry my hair and gave a spritz of sweet smelling hair spray so Racheal could pin my wig on tightly. The curly blond wig was as long and sexy as hers. After I applied some Secret Powderfresh anti-perspirant /deoderant, she handed me a full white silk robe, a 38D black satin bra with matching panties to wear while she worked on me. Her first task was to paint my nails a pretty bright pink (my favorite). As my toenails dried she applied 1/2 inch false nails to my fingers. When they were secure, she demonstrated how to neatly shape and coat them to match. Next came life-like silicone falsies to fill out the cups of my bra. She attached them with special adhesive, then applied make-up to blend them with my skin color. I was delighted with the bounce and the way they tugged on the flesh of my chest. My bustline was filled out to a very eye pleasing shape. A waist cinching corset came next, to which she laced and adjusted to give me a flattering shape. I was admiring my new feminine curves in front of her full length mirror as she handed my a pair of ultra silky black seamed hose. I pulled on my stockings gently as not to put a run in them, straightened the seam, then attached them to the garters on my corset. Racheal then led me to her lighted vanity and sat me down. She went to work trimming and plucking my eyebrows, after which she darkened to give a more feminine shape. She gave me a liberal application of base foundation to start with. While it dryed, we sipped wine, snacked on cheese, read womans' beauty magazines, and smoked a cigarette. She started in again on my eyes with pinkish eye shadow, a thick dark eyeliner, and jet black long lash mascara. She powdered my nose and cheeks then selected the right shade of rouge and blush to give a healthy natural color. I chose pink lipstick to compliment my eyes. She traced and filled my lips then applied a shinny gloss. Next, she meticulously curled, styled, and then fluffed my wig. Last was a generous spraying of sweet perfume and some womans antiperspirant. She turned me towards the mirror and yelled "viola". I was flabbergasted !! I looked sexy and stunning, "definitely something I'd want a piece of", I thought to myself. When Racheal saw a tear of joy stream down my cheek she clasped my hand and gave me a warm hug, telling me how beautiful I was as we kissed. We rummaged through the bags I had brought and settled for a shiney lavender silk blouse that hung loosely. We also choose a black silk skirt cut short with a slit up the side. After I had slipped into my selections, we picked though ours bags of jewelry. I choose a gold linked pearl necklace, matching clip-on earrings, several rings, a bracelet and a silk scrunchie for my wrist. I slipped into a pair of black pumps with 3 inch pointed heels, which were a little awkward at first. I was in total heaven my whole body tingled. I was starting to get quite a bulge in my panties. Racheal noticed and rubbed it sensually as she kissed me again. She Left momentarily then returned with a maxi-pad telling me I'd better line my panties before I made a sticky mess. We had a final glass of wine to sooth my quivers of anticipation of the nights events. I packed my black leather purse with make-up, a spare maxi, perfume and my Virginia Slims 120s. I pulled on a long feminine black leather day coat as we headed out the door. We had planned on going to the mall in Portland for glamour shots. She drove on the 45 minute trip and we talked like old girlfriends while we held hands. We even flirted with a couple of cute guys that had noticed us. It felt like we were two hot babes on a man hunt. Racheal confidently strode into the mall and confirmed our appointment with the photographer and cosmetologist who were extremely reassuring. We choose several different outfits, even a salon girls shot. Our session was fabulous, the shots superb, the photos were magazine material. I felt like a sexy model as I primped and posed for the camera. We dressed for the ride home while our photos developed. Back in town we headed for an alternative bar Racheal frequents call "Club Heaven". We settled in for a drink while Racheal introduced me as Renee' (although my real name was Robert) to some of her friends. I was sipping on a coffee brandy and smoking a cigarette and having the time of my life. Racheal approached a really cute guy about thirty-two years old, maybe six feet tall and danced with him. She whispered into his ear and pointed in my direction, he smiled and nodded to me. I smiled back and licked my glossy lips flirtatiously. When the dance ended Racheal and the cutie came and sat with me. Racheal introduced him as Mark as he gave me another warm smile and complimented me. Mark was very charming and I felt at ease with him right from the start. Racheal and I ordered another drink then headed of to the ladies room to freshen up. Once inside, she took me aside and told me that Mark really liked the both of us and that he was ours for the night if we choose. I said, "Yes," without even thinking about it and Racheal hugged and kissed me again. When we returned to the table Mark asked me to dance. He grabbed my hand and led me to the dance floor. We made some small talk as he ran his hands over my hips. I melted in his arms as my heart beat raced. When the song finished our lips met for a long sensuous kiss and our tongues explored one another. When the night was over we three left the club together. On the ride home we couldn't keep our hands off one another. Once inside, we settled for a final drink. Soon we had moved to Racheal's bedroom which was also tastefully decorated in a feminine manner. Racheal and I removed marks shirt and pants and striped to our sexy lingerie. I dropped to my knees in front of Mark as Racheal presented me his thick 8 inch shaft. I parted my glossy lips and gently licked and nibbled marks cute cock head before taking the whole length deep in my mouth. The taste and texture of his glistening shaft was delicious. I felt Racheal lube my ass hole with her fingers until I had relaxed enough to accommodate her cock also. She gently pushed the head into my quivering anus. I clenched my teeth as the initial pain hit me, but soon waves of pleasure washed over. I softly moaned and my most feminine tone as I resumed savoring Marks wonderful shaft. My most intimate fantasy was becoming reality, I mean there I was - laying there in my bra and panties getting fucked and loving every pulsating, trusting inch of not one but two great cocks. "Owww baby, I want you to cum all thru me," I moaned in my sexiest voice. Mark climaxed first and I swallowed every drop of his delicious spunk as I wrapped my glossy lips tight around his thick shaft. Racheal followed shortly and I felt warm streams spurting into my depths. I soaked my panties from my own intense orgasm. After a cigarette break and some freshening up we repeated the scene except with Mark taking me from behind and Racheal presenting me her savory cock. It was exciting to feel her limp cock hardening in my mouth. We sucked and fucked until daylight. When I awoke in the early afternoon Mark was gone. Racheal and I put in another pleasurable round of hot sex before preparing breakfast and a warm bubble bath. She invited me to stay the rest of my vacation and I gladly accepted. It was late Saturday afternoon. Racheal and I had prepared a nice Light meal for the early evening. While we ate, we planned our night of fun and role-play. The French maid outfits that we had ordered from Mrs. Silks.com had arrived and we were eager to try them on. After our meal we sat in the living room and had a glass of wine and smoked a tinge of pot. When were relaxed from our meal we retrieved our outfits and laid them out. They were nearly identical, thigh length, puffy shoulders and long sleeves, made from expensive wedding gown styled ruffled silk that was black, soft, and shinny. The sleeves and sweetheart neckline were white lace-trimmed, as was the skirt bottom. We grabbed our outfits and move to the bedroom to prepare ourselves. We had spent the day lounging in our long silk robes so the task of changing was less difficult. I stripped down to my black 38D satin n' lace bra and panties. First came a silk and spandex waist cincher. Then a black full silk slip. I pulled on the maids uniform and Racheal zipped me in. I attached the black silk fishnets to a frilly ruffled garter belt and slipped them on. Racheal arranged my maids cap then fluffed the blond curls of my wig. I carefully tied the strings on my silk apron into a nice bow, then stepped into a pair of 3 inch pointed heel black pumps. Last came a pair of white silk and lace gloves with open fingertips that show cased my sexy nails and silk scrunchies for my wrists. Racheal fastened a pearl strand choker around my neck followed by a Pair of matching long pearl clip-on earrings. I helped Racheal into her Maids dress before moving to her vanity to touch up our make-up. We Selected pinkish lavender eye shade with black liner and mascara for our eyes. An application of rouge and powder followed with hot red lip gloss that matched our nails. Racheal handed me a feather duster and we set out tidying her place up. We mopped the floors, vacuumed the carpets, did the dishes, and dusted and polished for an hour and a half into the evening. Stopping occasionally to check our make-up in the hallway mirror. I had just finished vacuuming when I voice behind me say "nice job, but you missed a spot." I was momentarily startled, I turned to see a woman smiling at me Saying, "You must be Renee' - my name is Trisha." She was a beautiful, elegantly dressed, woman with long wavy light auburn hair, my height 5'-8", say ten pounds lighter at 160 lbs, nicely proportioned with dark sultry eye make-up. She told me that Racheal had invited her over for some drinks and entertainment. Racheal entered and suggested that we have a seat and get acquainted. Racheal went to the kitchen to get each of us a glass of wine which she served on a silver tray. Soon we all were chatting and giggling like old girlfriends. Trisha even helped adjust our make-up and offered a lesson to help us with it. Racheal and I took turns serving wine with hors'de orves. Trisha had us pose for a few snap shots and propped us in different elegant poses. Later, as Trisha sat on the couch she read through some of my folder on crossdressing erotica, some stories I had written, some I had clipped and saved, and eyed some photos in my scrap-book. I noticed that Trisha squirmed a little as she read on. Her conversation began turning more and more to sex. There was a tone of sexual arousal that permeated her voice. She put down the folder, dimmed the lights, then ordered Racheal and I over to her. Trisha sat on the edge of the plush couch and had Racheal place some soft pillows behind her to lay back on and pull a foot stool to rest her legs on. Next, she had Racheal kneel on the floor between her legs. Trisha instructed me to give her a foot massage, while she pulled back her skirt and ordered Racheal to lick her hot clit. While we worked on pleasing Trisha, she sipped on her wine and grabbed one of my long Virginia Slims and smoked in an indulgent fashion. Trisha moaned and cooed softly as her orgasm neared. She shuttered then smiled in ecstasy after it had peaked then subsided. Relaxed, Trisha stood up and reached for the tote bag she had brought with her. With a mischievous grin and a dominate tone, Trisha ordered the two of us into the bedroom. First she had Racheal prop up against the headboard of the bed, then instructed me to suck her delicious 'clitty' as she called it. Trisha positioned a few pillows beneath me as to set my bottom pointed up into the air. As I gobbled and slurped Racheals hard cock I felt Trisha hands pulling up my maids skirt and working at my anus with some lubricant. Trisha had pulled on a life- like 8 inch strap-on dildo and was poised to mount me. She slowly and gently slid the head in my greased ass. She took her time as to let my rectal muscles get accustomed to it's size. She began pumping in short rhythemic strokes. "How I do love to fuck a saucy little maid," she teased. She firmly told me, "to beg for it, bitch." I was so exhilarated, "Ohh baby, deeper, fuck me harder, pleeaase.," I whimpered. Soon she was fucking my deep and hard in a sensual rhythm. I arched My back and tossed my head as rocked back on my knees to meet her hard thrusts. Racheal soon came in warm spurts all through my mouth and some on my glossy lips which I licked with my tongue. Racheal got up and sat on the edge of the bed as to get a good view of the pounding Trisha was giving me. The intense sexual pleasure I was receiving was heavenly. Trisha stopped, pulled the pillows aside, then had me lie on my back. She draped my ankles over her shoulders then entered me again. She began to grind her hips into me which rubbed my cock through the silk camisole I was wearing bringing me to a raging erection as she pumped with pleasure. I was feeling the last traces of masculinity slip away and my mind flooded with sensual feminine feelings and longings. God, I beginning to really love the feeling of a hot cock inside my tender ass. I was lost in a world of silken feminine pleasure, lying in silken lingerie, smoothly shaven skin, sexy hair, make-up, everything that made a woman sexy and feminine. I craved for myself. Trisha sighed loudly as she climaxed, then slowed her rhythmic pumps, and finally withdrew. She told Racheal to finish me up, then moved to the corner chair and lit one of my cigarettes. The feeling of Trisha's strap-on had been great but I found that I preferred a real cock inside of me, for Racheal's rock hard tool was an incredible sensation. "Deeper honey." I begged her. I wanted every inch of her wonderful cock stuffed into me. Racheal came in explosive streams, which flooded over throughout my insides. I experienced the most powerful satisfying orgasm of my life and shot streams of hot cum covering my silken camisole. When she withdrew, I momentarily pouted my creamy lips, for I found that I missed the fullness inside of me of her glorious cock. But I was in awe, I could barely speak, I felt like a well satisfied woman. We rested for a few minutes in the after glow, before freshening up and changing into our long satiny negligees for the evening. I slipped into a pair of black silk ballet style slippers which caressed my toes nicely. Trisha suggested that we have a woman's pajama party as we made our Way back to the living room and settled in on the couch to watch some television. We talked at length into the late evening while trying different make-up combinations and painting our nails. I told Trisha and Racheal about all the feelings and sensations I had experienced in the last two days. I explained how I had loved the feelings of total femininity in having a man inside of me and dressing completely like a woman. I detailed my tastes in feminine clothing, lingerie, smooth skin, make-up, hair styles, feminine mannerisms, everything! And how magical it all felt. I also told them how much fun I was having and how I desperately wanted to live a while as a woman, and to assume the gender of a woman. When Trisha heard all of this she clasped my hand and told me she had just the thing for me. She had the next day off, and the beauty salon she partly owns was closed for the day. She told be she was going to treat me to a day of 'beautification and feminization' and then a shopping trip for us girls. She told me that I would be very pleased with the new me that she would create. I awoke at 7 AM Sunday morning as Trisha had instructed me. I ate a light breakfast and started a warm bubble bath. After a super close facial shave, I applied a moisturizing mask to sooth the razor burn, then slipped into the warm bath. The scented bubbles and moisturizers were a pleasant way to start off the day. I lit a scented candle and smoked my morning cigarette in a feminine style. I soaked for 20 minutes before shaving any stubble off my entire body. Racheal joined me in the bathroom and suggested that she help me get ready for my big day with Trisha at the beauty salon. She helped pin my curly blond wig on before a light application of make-up. She told me that Trisha was also a Cosmetologist and would show me more about putting on make-up. I changed into my bra and panties, ultra sheer pantyhose, maxi, falsies, silk blouse, spandex leggings, and topped it off with a long ladies sweater. I rummaged through the jewelry then touched up my lipstick and freshened my perfume. A pair of ladies short boots, my purse, then my leather daycoat followed. Racheal told me that she had some work and wouldn't be home until late but suggested that I enjoy my day at the salon. I gave Racheal a hug and a long sensual kiss then I was out the door. I drove across town to Trisha's salon - "Sheer Pleasures". I Pulled around back, then walked inside to an elegant and cozy woman's salon. The walls were covered in glamorous photos that reminded me of the session Racheal and I had two days earlier. The whole atmosphere had a sultry feminine aura that conjured images of the beautiful women who must frequent the salon. Trisha came from out back and greeted me with a warm smile and complimented me on my looks. She then introduced me to her assistant Sherri who also smiled pleasantly and told me that Trisha had filled her in on all the details. Sherri was as beautiful as Trisha, the same size as her with flowing strawberry blonde hair. They both reassured me as to how much fun they were going to have fully transforming me with a total feminine make-over. To begin with, they had me strip down to my bra and panties and cover with silk smock. The girls sat me in one of their chairs then removed my wig. They told be that they would start from the very basic and then build from there. While Sherri began to prepare my natural brown hair for a blonde die, Trisha started to wax my legs and chest. While the die and wax set, we thumbed through some of the fashion magazines so I could point out my favorite hair styles and tastes in clothing. When Sherri began finishing my die job I caught a glimpse in the mirror of my now champagne blonde hair. Trisha moved me to another reclining chair so she could start on a permanent weave that would match my new color. Sherri began with a manicure and pedicure so she could prep me for pink acrylic nails. Sherri also applied a very potent deep cleansing facial mask the would tone my facial skin and diminish beard growth. I really had some good conversation with the girls during the long process. We talked about sex and men openly. When I told the girls about my experience with Mark and Racheal they giggled but really seamed interested as they asked one intimate question after another. Trisha and Sherri told me that they were both bi and found nothing wrong with it and that they preferred men who were bi also. "The best of both worlds," as they put it. They both agreed that cross dressers are more sensitive and made better lovers, "kinda like women with built-in dildo", they joked. While Trisha ate lunch, Sherri waxed my butt, hips, my whole back, and all of my arms. Sherri helped apply several moisturizes and skin Creams that made my skin as smooth as silk. My whole body tingled in the delicious softness. Trisha began again on my weave while Sherri selected a new pair of lifelike silicone breast forms for me. The falsies were even bigger than the ones I had arrived with! Sherri expertly attached the 38 double D's using special adhesives and patches then used special make-up and skin tones to match them perfectly with the flesh on my smooth chest. They had even more bounce and tugged harder on my chest, she handed me a snug fitting black satin bra to ease my discomfort. Trisha told me she was done with my weave but it still needed a curling and styling. Sherri, being a cosmetologist, had me move to her booth with a lighted vanity so she could work on my face while Trisha styled my hair. First, she removed to facial cleansers then began to pluck my eyebrows giving them a feminine shape. Trisha meticulously curled and set my hair while Sherri dabbed on a layer of foundation. She darkened my eyes, colored my cheeks, powdered my nose, then painted my lips. As my hair styling neared completion, Sherri pierced both of my earlobes and then inserted a new pair of long dangling earrings. Around three in the afternoon the girls announced that they were finished and gently helped me get dressed as not to ruin my make-up. They told me to close my eyes as they lead me to a full length mirror. When I opened my eyes I was literally stunned, in a state of bliss I examined the reflection of a lovely woman staring back at me. My hair was champagne blonde with wavy flowing curls that hung below my shoulders. My make-up was tastefully done but with hints of sultriness that showcased my bedroom eyes and glossy pink lips. My bustline was eyecatching but not overdone which gave balance to my figure. The waist cincher created the illusion of a nice round tight ass and feminine hips. The new pink acrylic nails added a nice feminine touch. As did my freshly waxed legs which gleamed though the silky sheer pantyhose. I thought we were done but the girls insisted on giving me a lesson in female posture and mannerisms that covered everything from crossing my legs when sitting to smoking my cigarettes like a woman. I rummaged through my handbag to get some money to pay them but they refused telling me that I could clean up the salon after closing time for the week to work it off. Trisha suggested that "we girls" go on a shopping spree to finish the afternoon. I was all for it but still a little hesitant out of habit. The girls told me not to worry, that I would pass as a real woman perfectly. I grabbed my coat and followed them to Sherri's car. We head to several woman's clothing stores, thrift shops, and even a lingerie shop named Midnight Boutique. I tried on outfit after outfit, it was magical, I was in heaven. The girls appeared to be having as much fun as me. They told me that they wanted me to do my dressing properly and did not approve of sloppy half measures. I had enough different outfits, shoes and lingerie to last me for several weeks without wearing the same thing twice. We also stopped at a department store to buy a bag full of cosmetics, perfume, body lotions and accessories. At the thrift shop they convinced me to buy a black silk bridesmaid/prom style dress to be used as a formal evening gown. They both giggled when they told me that I'd need it for my dinner date with Mark. I nearly dropped, they had secretly planned the whole thing, make- over, shopping trip, and dinner date! The girls dropped me off at my car, wished me luck, and begged that I tell them all about it tomorrow. I gave them a hug and heartfelt thanks then returned home to Racheal's place. I arrived with barely enough time to slip into my new lingerie, wiggle into my black dress, and slide on my high heels. Mark arrived at seven sharp as they had indicated. "Wow, you're beautiful," he stammered while coyly looking me up and down. I momentarily blushed then held him close for a long deep kiss to break the ice. Mark asked me to stay the night and told me Racheal had set the whole plan up. I had Mark finish zipping me into my gown then quickly packed an overnight bag with some frilly lingerie and an outfit to wear home. The cozy restaurant was dimly light and we settled into a table that offered a little privacy. Several times Mark complemented me on my sexy appearance. He told me how he planned to ravish me later on as he ran his hand up and down my thigh. We talked intimately and light heartedly about how we liked our sex. Apparently he had been bisexual for a number of years and came from a very liberal family with his sister Sarah being a lesbian activist. We had a delicious meal and a few drinks beneath the romantic candlelight. I had never thought of another man to be handsome and charming like I felt about Mark. Perhaps being dressed as "Renee'" had allowed these feelings to blossom. I also noticed that I was becoming accustomed to using the ladies room to freshen up and touch up my make- up. When the meal was finished we wasted little time in retreating to Mark's place. Once inside, Mark pulled me close for a long deep French kiss, as our tongues wrestled for dominance. Being in his arms made me fell soft and delicate for he was several inches taller and probably forty pounds heavier. Mark mixed us a few drinks, which we never touched, instead we headed straight for his bedroom. God, I was soo horny from the profusion of the days events. Marked unzipped my dress as we began kissing more and more passionately. I excused myself to slip into my sexy white silk negligee and remove my maxi. Mark was already naked when I returned. I pushed him back to on the bed then dove for his thick cock. I wrapped my glossy lips around the cute head then licked and nibbled at the rim before taking him whole into my mouth. I sank my lips deep onto his rigid shaft causing him to fill the room with his lusty moans. I gobbled and slurped his great tool giving him the type of blowjob that I myself, would have loved. When I stroked the base of his shaft I noticed that my pink nails contrasted nicely against his warm flesh. He grabbed the back of my head and forced me to go still deeper while I wrapped my lips harder around his thick cock. My own erection was throbbing causing a noticeable bulge in my silk panties. We moved positions into a steamy sixty-nine. Mark pulled my panties aside then expertly wrapped his lips around my aching pole. I felt like a woman being eaten out by her man. We both erupted simultaneously, swallowing whole the salty streams of hot spunk. I wrapped my arms around Marks neck and licked my cum from his lips. After a cigarette break, some freshening up, and an application of KY jelly to my butthole - I resumed sucking Mark until his wonderful cock was again stiff. I pulled off my panties and rolled onto my stomach to present him my ass for the taking. "Ooh baby, put your cock in me and fuck me hard my stud," I cooed in my sexiest voice. Mark eased the head of his thick cock into my greased hole and slowly pumped as he penetrated deeper and deeper. He cupped my fake tits then ran his hand down to my silk encased legs rubbing my sheer nylon stockings. I arched my back and began tossing my head in pleasure as he established a sensual rhythm. I rocked back on my knees to meet his hard pounding trusts. I bucked in ecstasy as he pumped away filling me fully with his long deep strokes. "Deeper stud," I whimpered. I was lost in a world of feminine ecstasy, riding waves of pleasure, lying beneath my man getting fucked. I was fully enjoying my new found femininity in all aspects as my masculinity faded in sweet surrender. I could sense Mark about to cum for he quickened his pace while grabbing hard on my hips. He blew his warm slippery load deep into my ass and I quivered in orgasm. We collapsed with his cock still in me. I pleasantly awoke some time later to him pounding away at my ass again. We kissed and cuddled early into the morning. I awoke Mark in mid morning to nice breakfast and long tender blowjob to thank him for the great fucking I had received through-out the night. We fucked again before I got dressed and touched up my make- up so Mark could give me a ride back to Racheal's. I kissed him goodbye thanking him again for everything. I could feel drops of Mark's cum dripping from my tender anus as I walked towards Racheal place. Once inside I ran a warm scented bubble bath. Trisha called to tell me that they would be over to visit in the evening to hear my story. I stripped, then settled in to soak, I lit up a long cigarette to relax. I soon lost myself in reflecting upon the past days events. I smiled to myself thinking about how much I felt like a well satisfied woman and accepting my feminine initiation. I found myself thinking how much I craved the taste and feel of a silken cock shoved deep within my ass. I really loved the feel of silken lingerie against my smooth skin. Most of all the wonderful feeling of passing fully as a sexy woman. I couldn't wait for my honey Racheal to get home so I could tell her and the girls all about my passionate adventure. Racheal returned home around six pm. Earlier, I had changed into a new dress then tidied up the house and prepared dinner for her, Trisha, Sherri and Myself. I met her at the door with a hug and kiss. She was overjoyed with my new hair style and feminine curves. I told her that I'd confess all the intimate details of my date in due time. Soon after, the girls arrived for our meal. They praised me for my cooking skill and joked that, "I'd make someone a good wife someday." During the course of our meal I poured my heart out in full detail of the previous nights events and the feelings I experienced during and afterwards. The girls admitted that it was sort of an initiation to welcome me into their 'click'. As we talked, it occurred to me that not only did the girls fully accept me as "Renee', but they were also encouraging me to adopt even more feminine traits. I begged them for another haircare and make-up lesson to which they gladly obliged. Afterwards, they had me change back into my black silk evening gown so they could take a few photos for my scrap book. We made arrangements for me to clean the salon during the weeknights in exchange for their services. Before the girls left the told Racheal and I not to make plans for Friday night. They had a special surprise for us and that we be ready and dressed sexy at eight o'clock for an evening on the town. Over next few days Racheal and I developed a routine that really worked out great. In the mornings while Racheal worked, I exercised on her bike and treadmill - in spandex leotards and leggings of course. I cleaned house and ran errands for her, I was starting to feel at ease being in public as Renee'. I had dinner prepared for Racheal every night at six pm sharp. Afterwards I cleaned Trisha's salon for and hour or two. The girls were always giving me some kind of pointer or lesson and had me start practicing my voice training. Occasionally I obliged the girls requests for some oral satisfaction as they relaxed after their long busy days. I was back at Racheal's with enough time for us both to relax together. We always included a round of terrific sex every night. And always slept in silk negligees and teddys. I woke Racheal up to a great blow-job every morning then served her breakfast in bed. I tried to add small feminine touches where I could, I even bought her a set of silk sheets for her bed. Each day I could feel myself immersed deeper and deeper into my new feminine persona. I started wearing a butt plug or tampon to accustom my rectum to manly intrusions. Racheal and the girls were thoroughly impressed with how I was progressing. Friday afternoon had finally arrived. The girls let me off work Early so I could prepare for the evening ahead. Racheal and I had spent all week selecting the perfect outfits for our big night out. I decided to go with black silk lingerie, corset, and shinny hose while Racheal went with white silk with white lace stockings. I choose a shinny black silk blouse with a white leather skirt that was cut short with a slit up the side and white satin heels. Racheal choose a similar white silk blouse with a red leather skirt like mine and black leather strapped heels. We carefully applied our make-up to match our slightly trashy outfits, with darker eyes and slut red lipstick. We both fluffed our hair and set them with sweet smelling hairspray, then spritzed ourselves with sexy perfume. Trisha and Sherri arrived at eight on the nose and applauded us on our outfits and clicked off a few photos. I filled my handbag with the necessities, slid on my long coat, then draped the purse string over my shoulder. Racheal and I climbed into the back seat of Trisha's car and settled in for the ride. We headed north out of Auburn on the interstate. We chatted away like a group of old girlfriends and again I thanked everyone for such a magical week. As we neared Augusta the girls told us that we'd better touch up our make-up because we would arrive at our destination soon. Racheal and I were bubbling with anticipation of what the girls had in store for us. Around nine PM, we pulled into the parking lot of a mid sized night club in downtown Augusta. With one last check of ourselves we were out of the car strutting towards the night club door. I dug through my purse for five dollars to pay the doorgirl and noticed that the sign behind her read "Friday - Ladies Night Out". Luckily she didn't ask for an ID. We entered to a nice dimly lit Club then found a table off to the side with a good view of the stage. We got a couple of jealous looks from other woman for our slightly trashy appearance. I had just ordered a round of drinks and lit a cigarette when it hit me - there were no men in the club except for our waiter. When I mentioned it aloud, Trisha and Sherri smiled and said "surprise!!" in unison. We were at a male review night and it was ladies only. Trisha and Sherri raised their hands and happily slapped a high five in victory of accomplishing their clever scheme. We were going to watch male strippers strut their stuff in front of a room full of horny women. Just then the lights went out and a rugged stud appeared in a fireman's outfit. The women's catcalls wailed and almost drowned out the techno dance music. Trisha and Sherri placed a pile of one dollar bills in front of Racheal and I as another hot cutie appeared, then another, and another. Soon there was a half dozen hot sexy guys working the floor, moving from table to table. They were from a locally owned and operated adult dance company I had heard of in the past. Trisha raised a dollar in the air to call a well built hottie with long hair to the table. My heart pounded through my chest enough to make my silicone tits giggle as he urged me to rub his thick cock through his silk bikini. The girls howled with cheers, as I ground my crotch to his then stuffed a bill into the front of his undies and grabbed his cock for a quick stroke. When it was Racheals turn, she pulled close to him as she rubbed her falsies against his chest and groped his cute buns. Again the girls cheered. Seveal times Trisha secretly reached up my skirt to stroke my hard shaft through my silk panties, once even as we were in the woman's bathroom changing my cum soaked maxi. As the night continued our stud returned for several visits to our table and each time Racheal and I got bolder and bolder. Trisha went to talk to a few of the strippers when the show had finished. Our cute hunk followed her back to our table and ordered a drink for last call. He introduced himself as Brian, then discreetly told Racheal and I not to worry, he was extremely bi and that he knew our secret and thought it was very cool. With our tensions at ease, Brian told us that Trisha was a close friend of his company's owner and that he also lived in Auburn. With our inhibitions gone, Racheal, the girls, and I asked Brian to come home with us for a private show and several guaranteed blow-jobs. He accepted without hesitation, retrieved his coat while we got ours, and walked to Trisha's car with us. Sherri was our driver and Trisha sat close to her for the duration of our drive. Brian sat between Racheal and I which made it easy for us Both to kiss him and stroke his cock. I noticed that Sherri and Trisha Were doing some kissing and petting of their own. Sherri played music louder as to give us all some privacy. Once home and inside Racheal's place, we got comfy then played some stripping music for Brian. When Brian was down to his G-string Racheal and I got up to dance with him. We kissed him all over in a heated love dance, leaving traces of our lipstick over his tender flesh. The girls were deeply involved in their own passionate love dance, hugging, kissing, and running their hands over one another. We knelt down in front of Brian, ripped off his silky g-string, then took turns savoring his glorious cock. By now Trisha had Sherri laid out on the couch and was tonguing her nipples and licking her moist clit. Racheal and I quickly changed into our silken negligees then led Brian into her bedroom. We tied his wrists to the bed posts with the silk ties from our night robes. We took turns expertly sucking him to a rock hard erection. We licked and teased until he was begging for relief. I wrapped my shinny black silk panties around his raging erection and stroked him while I clamped my lips and swirled my tongue around his delicious cock head. He came in explosive spurts as is cute ass bounced and a dry humping motion. "Mmmmm sooo delicious," I teased in my sexiest voice. I sat in the corner chair to smoke one of my cigarettes while Brian recovered, even holding the lipstick stained white filter up to his lips for a long drag. Racheal decided to take a more dominate role and straddled his chest to feed him her rock hard cock. Racheal grabbed the headboard and forced herself deeper into his eager mouth. She bucked her hips like a woman being eaten out buy her man. "Ohh baybe, ohh honey, yesss," she hissed as she neared orgasm. Soon Racheal was quivering and shaking in erotic delight cuming deeply in Brian's hungry mouth. Finished, Racheal dismounted then grabbed a tube of lubricant from her dresser. We freed Brian from his silky restraints then greased his already stiffening manhood. We both agreed that it was time for our boytoy to take control. With that he ordered us both onto the bed, side by side on our hands and knees with our butts raised for the taking. First, he made us beg for a good fucking, delighting in of passionate pleas. I felt his warm cock rubbing against my ass cheeks, and like any good woman, I reached back and guided his hard shaft to my puckered anal opening. He slipped the head in slowly and I clenched my teeth as a bolt of pain shot through me. He eased his silken shaft further into me and soon pain gave way to glorious pleasure. He was giving me a slow sensual fuck like the kind most women crave. I was really starting to enjoy his great cock when he pulled out then plowed into Racheal's tender ass. Racheal and I French kissed deeply as Brian pumped away at her doggy-style. Again, he pulled out and started sawing hard at my well Lubed "pussy hole" as he called it. Brian started teasing and talking nasty saying things like, "tell me how much you like it you little bitch," and "take it all you little sissy slut." "Mmmmm, deeper my sexy stud, fuck me harder, I want you to come all through me," I moaned in a soft feminine voice. Being the dominate top, Brian ordered Racheal in front of me so I could blow her while he continued to ravage me. I clamped hard on Racheal's scrumptious cock and rocked my hot body to meet Brians feverish rhythm. I was in seventh heaven, loving the thought of being slut fucking a hunky male stripper and sucking the hard cock of beautiful crossdresser simultaneously, I cried out in pure feminine ecstasy. Racheal came first and I swallowed every last drop of her creamy spunk, licking the last drops from my lips as Brian pumped long hard deep strokes. Racheal excused herself to go and freshen up and grab a wine cooler. Brian lasted for another ten minutes of incredible ass pounding before blowing his load deep within me, causing me to erupt sticky jets of come up the front of my silk negligee. When I had regained my composure, I changed into a black silk teddy with garters, stockings, satin slippers, and matching robe, then joined Racheal for a drink and smoke. The girls had finished their tryst and had changed into some of Racheal's teddies and were lying together on the couch. We thanked Trisha for our incredible evening before heading of to bed. We awoke Brian in the morning with a long sensual blow-job from each of us. After a hug and kiss good-bye the girls sped him off towards home. Racheal and I lounged around all morning playing on the internet and enjoying long bubblebath. Trisha returned mid afternoon to check in on us and to hear about our night with Brian. She also told us to get dressed for shopping because we each would need a new formal dress for the gay and lesbian Valentine's Ball that evening!! She also told me that now that she had seen to it that I had been fully broken in, I'd make the perfect "prom" date for Mark. She had convinced Mark and Brian to be Racheal and Renee's double date for the Maine Gay Valentine Coronation at the Portland Holiday Inn. Trisha said that her and Sherri would also be going as a couple to keep an eye one us. With only six ours to spare before the Ball started - Racheal and I had a lot of preparation to do. Trisha agreed to set our hair and do our make-up after we had shopped for a formal gown and shoes. She told us that Sherri was a good seamstress who would make alterations to our gowns if needed. We quickly changed into casual outfits for shopping and then headed for the Goodwill store. Trisha had told us that they had a large collection of pre-owned formal gowns, bridesmaids and prom dresses. She was right, we found four large rows of hanging dresses in all different colors and sizes. I carefully picked through each color section and selected the bridesmaid dresses in my size - teal green, bright reddish pink, and lavender. All three were of the same style and texture, shinny ruffled bridal satin with puffed shoulders, longer sleeves, floor length, and a smooth drawn in waist. Racheal followed with her choices - a formal black silk cocktail dress, a white satin formal gown, and a creamy peach satin gown. In the fitting room, Trisha helped the both of us into our dresses one by one, It felt like I'd died and gone to heaven, we were all so beautiful and glamorous. We studied ourselves in front of a full length mirror in each of the gowns before making our final selection. I chose the bright reddish pink Cinderella styled bridesmaid dress while Racheal settled for the black silk cocktail dress. The shop also had an enormous rack of matching shoes for the gowns. I choose a pair of high-heeled dyed satin pumps in my size that matched my dress color as did Racheal. We paid for our purchase's then returned to Racheal's place to grab the right lingerie to wear under our new dresses. Trisha had us gather everything that we needed for the night and recommended that we all dress at Sherri's so she could make adjustments if necessary. Sherri met us at the door and invited us into a very tasteful and femininely decorated apartment. She insisted that Racheal and I show her our new dresses then fussed over how lovely they were. The girls also nicely fussed over how beautiful we would be after they had worked their magic on us. Sherri had us change into the dresses right there and then to check the fit and make alterations if needed. She pinned my dress to tighten the waist and put a sexy slit up the side of the skirt that would show some leg. She would also take the dress in beneath my bustline as to create the illusion of more cleavage. Sherri told us that she had been making her own dresses and clothing for years and the alterations wouldn't take long. After placing a few pins in Racheal's dress, the girls helped us remove them so Sherri could make the adjustments. Trisha suggested that should help us style our hair so Sherri could do our make-up when she had finished with the dresses. She had us grab two bar stools then move to a large bathroom with a double wide lighted vanity, obviously designed for women. Sherri, being a beautician, had a giant assortment of hair care products and make-up. Trisha had us remove our make-up completely and apply a cleansing mask followed by moisturizers to tone our skin. With our facials complete, it was time to start curling and styling our hair. Trisha set my hair in hot rollers then began styling Racheal's hair in a similar fashion. We had another long heart-to- heart talk about the events of the past week and how much I appreciated everything that the three of them had done for me. When Trisha said how happy she was to have a new girlfriend, I shed several tears of gratitude. She gave me a warm hug and made me pinky swear to life-long friendship. Sherri came to announced that she was finished with our alterations And offered to help with finishing our styling and make-up. Sherri removed the curlers from my hair then used a curling iron to touch up the sides as she sprayed and spritzed one sweet smelling hair product after another. Trisha worked on Racheal's strawberry blond hair and fluffed and picked at it until it had a similar style to mine. When the girls had finished with our hair, they used a silk head band to pull our hear back away from our face so that they could begin applying make-up. They laid out a large assortment of various make-up such as Covergirl and Maybelline and samples Sherri had received at the salon. Sherri poured foundation onto a spongy make-up wedge then dabbed it on all over my face. She carefully explained about what to look for in make-up, what kinds worked best on me, and how best to apply them. Next came shaded powder for my nose and a layer of rouge and blush for my cheeks. She darkened my already feminine shaped eyebrows with a black pencil. She used a pink-lavender shade and my eye lids to match my gown. I told her how I loved having dark eyeliner and mascara, so she used jet black to give them a sultry bedroom eyes look. Lastly, Sherri traced and shaped my lips and filled them with shinny pink gloss for a glamorous touch. Sherri topped it off with a touch of brown mascara to my left dimple for a beauty mark for sophistication. I was gorgeous!! I thought about how I was becoming accustomed to gazing in the mirror and seeing a sexy woman staring back at me, where as only eight days earlier I had been a scruffy shaven, grungy factory worker - now I felt soft and elegant. Trisha finished with Racheal a few minutes later and then suggested we take a break and have a glass of wine to relax us. We had ninety minutes left to get in our dresses, do final touch-ups, and meet our dates back at Racheal's place. After some juicy girl chat about our dates, a long cigarette, and a light meal, it was time for Racheal and I to dress for the ball. Trisha helped me to re-attach my breast forms and blend the make-up to match my skin. I wore a white silk-n-lace underwire bra that created a larger bust that would fill out my dress. Matching white satin panties and waist cincher followed. The ultra sheer and silky nude colored pantyhose made my freshly shaven legs shimmer in the light. Trisha handed me a white silk thigh length slip cover it all. Racheal dressed in black satin lingerie to match her dress and choose black silk seamed stockings for her sexy legs. My heart raced as I pulled on the slippery satin bright pink gown, the satin of the skirt caressed my smooth legs causing my cock to harden in it's silken confines, I wore a maxi-pad to catch any accidents just in case that I got over excited. Racheal zipped the back for me then fluffed my hair. The dress fit nice and snug - hugging all my curves, my whole body tingled in luxurious softness. Racheal's black dress fit her perfect, making her a vision of loveliness that any man would love to fuck. We slipped on our shoes and practiced our walk and mannerisms as Trisha and Sherri prepared themselves then slid into there dresses. Trisha wore a formal white ruffled silk dress with Sherri in a flame red satin gown in honor of St. Valentine's day. Trisha brought us her jewelry box and told us that we could borrow what ever we liked as long as it was returned to her. I choose a choker with white pearls and gold strands, gold wrist bracelets, several rings with gold bands, and a pair of gold earrings with dangling gold hearts. Racheal decided to go with a glistening silver necklace and matching earrings. To finish up, a liberal spraying of our sexiest perfume in all the right places. I pulled on my long sexy black leather coat and grabbed my purse while the others finished up and prepared to leave. We arrived back at Racheal's place at eight-forty with twenty Minutes to spare. We made a few last minute touch-ups and took a set of Photos before Mark arrived. He was soo handsome in his formal black and White tuxedo, he even wore a dark pink carnation, how did he know ? Trisha cleared her throat and gave me a wink. He handed me a matching Corsage before giving me a hug and kiss - telling me how beautiful and sexy I was. Brian arrived soon after, with a white carnation and corsage for Racheal, giving her a long passionate kiss. We had been talking in Racheal's kitchen for several minutes when we heard the blasts from a car horn. Trisha told us she had one final surprise for us, she had booked an expensive sleek white stretch limo for us!! We grabbed our things and our hunky dates escorted us out to the car like perfect gentlemen. The chauffeur, a beautiful blond woman named Cindy, opened the doors for us. Soon we were winding down the Maine Turnpike headed for Portland, playing load chick music, sipping a tall glass of Champagne, and having the time of our lives. Mark and I cuddled and kissed like old flames, he even lit my cigarette for me. Racheal and Brian seamed to be hitting it off equally as well. Trisha and Sherri played footsie and met in the middle for an occasional kiss and hug. We pulled into the parking lot of the Portland Holiday Inn By The Bay, fashionably late at ten-fifteen PM. Cindy opened the doors for us, took our coats, and told us she'd be close by if we needed her services. The February night was clear and the cool air and slight breeze that blew against our dresses felt delightful. Again, like perfect gentlemen, our dates escorted us arm in arm through the entrance and paid our admission for us. The dark ballroom was lavishly decorated in a Valentine's theme that reminded me of a high school prom. We found a table in the back to was tastefully adorned with a candle in glass at the center. We settled in and observed the crowd of about two hundred. There were straight, gay, and lesbian couples twirling around the dance floor. When a slow song played we all got up to dance. I pulled in close to Mark and draped my arms around his neck while he wrapped his around my waist and to the back. After a while, I laid my head on his shoulder to cuddle with him. We talked like lovers - with him telling me how beautiful I was and I how cute he was. Our lips met for a slow passionate kiss and I pulled him against my breasts as he cupped my tight ass. Trisha and Sherri danced together next to us and gave me lots of encouraging support. Racheal and Brian looked like lust driven teen lovers as they danced and flirted with each other. A while later, Racheal and I recognized several local crossdressers we had met on the internet and made it a point to go and introduce ourselves. We chatted for a few minutes then exchanged phone numbers and e-mail addresses so we could receive invitations for various parties and events that they often held. Trisha went with me when it was time for me to go to the women's room and held my dress up so I could pee. She gave me some last minute pointers on ways to please Mark in bed that night. We all had decided to leave a little early so we could catch a few drinks before last call at the hotels bar. Mark bought me a coffee brandy and sat close to me so he could run his hand down my nylon covered thigh. He whispered in my ear that my perfume was really turning him on and asking me to come home again with him and fuck all night. I was all for it, god was I getting hot and horny, I wanted him in me. We rounded everyone up and headed back to the limo and soon we were on our way. I sat close to Mark and kissed him all over in the dim light. When we arrived at Racheal's place we tipped Cindy and thanked her for her services. Mark asked if I wanted to stay the next day with him also. I hugged the girls goodnight and promised details when I returned. I guess I was a little tipsy and horny from the drinks because I packed my French maids outfit in my overnight bag. I could tell that Racheal and Brian wanted some privacy and also promised to swap stories with her the next evening. I gave her a quick hug and peck on the cheek then Mark and I were off. I sat close to Mark and laid my head on his shoulder, held his hand, and kissed him on the ride across town to his place. Once inside, I held me close for a long sensual kiss while I pressed my silicone tits against his chest. He took my hand and led me straight into his bedroom. We fell onto his bed as our tongues joined in a heated love dance. Enough was enough I wanted his cock, I unzipped his trousers and pulled them off, then ripped his shirt open seductively. I kissed my way down his chest leaving painted pink lip marks over his tone muscular flesh. I stroked his already hard shaft as my tongue licked at his cute slit on the sensitive head. "Ohh baby take it all," he gasped. I wrapped my pink lips hard and sank deep onto his delicious shaft. My head bobbed furiously up and down on his luscious cock as he pumped his hips lifting his cute buns from the sheets. Though I would have been happy to swallow his hot spunk right there, I wanted more, I wanted his rock hard cock in me. I got up then positioned myself standing and bending over onto the edge of the bed with my hands propping me up, I was still fully dressed in my silken bridesmaid dress. Mark came up from behind me and lifted the back of my skirt, pulled down my pantyhose and panties, then pushed his tongue around my tight asshole and gently licked until it was covered in his saliva before plunging a lubed finger into my waiting anus. After a few seconds Mark replaced his finger with the head of his wonderful cock. He leaned in close and entered me, slowly pushing ever so deeper. He ran his hands over my large silicone tits then down to my hips pulling me to meet his rhythmic thrusts, teasingly pulling nearly all the way out before plunging his silky cock further into my tight depths. "Yesss," I hissed. I had never felt sexual pleasure this pure and fine. Mark continued pounding my ass with long deep thrusts and began quickening his pace. He buried his great cock in me, filling me to the very root. "Harder baby", I pleaded. We kept up the feverish pace for several minutes until he grabbed hard at my hips, then tensed before cuming in powerful spurts deep within me. I was so excited that I came all through the ruffles of my skirt, 'opps'. We collapsed onto the bed with Mark still inside of me and rested for a moment. Mark helped me out of my dress so I could freshen up and then change into my black silk teddie. After Mark had cleaned up and toweled off, I gave him a long sensual blow-job using lots of tongue. We wound up in a lust crazed sixty-nine with Mark bringing me to a trembling orgasm while I swallowed every last drop of his creamy load. I had completely surrendered to the feelings of delicate femininity and softness as I drifted off to sleep in the security of my mans' arms. I awoke early in the morning, took a long hot shower, then shaved - what's a girl to do? After I had styled my hair and applied some make- up, I slipped into my sexy lingerie and satin French maids outfit and prepared a nice breakfast in bed for my honey Mark. He awoke to my slutty lips wrapped around his morning hardness. Later, while he ate and then showered, I tidied up his apartment, did the dishes, vacuumed the carpets, and did his laundry. After I had finished cleaning, I served him cold drinks and gave him a back massage while he relaxed and watched television ...And of course, another long hot blow-job to keep him happy. When I took a mid-day nap, I awoke to Mark working his hard cock into me, with handcuffs around each wrist, what a wonderful feminine feeling. Eventually leading to a long round of kinky sex with Mark as master tying me up and me as his submissive sissy slave catering to his every sexual whim. I cooked a scrumptious afternoon meal to show my appreciation for the wonderful time we had spent together. Before I changed to leave, Mark summoned me to his bedroom so he could "pay" my wages for all the housework. When I returned to Racheal's place, Brian was still there sleeping in her bed. Obviously he and Racheal had a wonderful night and a day of fun of their own. Brian awoke shortly after I arrived. He showered and changed before giving Racheal a long passionate kiss goodbye. We freshened up, changed into evening outfits and got comfy for a While until Trisha and Sherri arrived. After they had settled in on the Couch we told our stories in vivid intimate details like we were a group of sorority girls at a pajama party. I wondered aloud what was in store for me during the next week. Racheal and the girls just looked at me and giggled and smirked. The time had arrived for us all to have a serious talk. I told Racheal and the girls that the last nine days had been heavenly, a dream come true. But, the deeper I emerged myself into my feminine persona "Renee' " - the more I dreaded returning to my former masculine life as "Robert", an average every-day thirty year old male. I had such a deep respect for women and adored them so profoundly that I found comfort in emulating them and that I wanted to pay homage to them by living and experiencing life as a woman. Basically, all my role models that I looked up to and admired were women and I strove to become more like them - even to the point of enjoying sex with a man. Everyone listened sympathetically as I described all the wonderful sensations and feelings I was experiencing. How I loved the soft feeling of my smoothly shaven legs, the feminine bustline and bounce that my falsies created, the feel of silken lingerie against my skin, applying make-up, curling my hair to look sexy, and all the sweet smelling fragrances. Even the small feminine touches such as carrying my handbag, wearing a maxi, smoking Virginia Slims, painting my nails, putting a clip on bow in my hair, a silk scrunchie on my wrists, and especially going shopping for new clothes. The day at the salon had been incredible. Of course I loved the sexual exploits like my date with Mark, the night at the strippers, the ball, and playing the part of the French maid. I told them I wasn't sure where all this was leading to, I just knew that I was loving what was happening to me and I didn't want it to stop. Trisha listened closely to what I'd been saying. She told me that she would help to fully feminize me and that it would be an interesting challange. She also told me that she would do some checking around and suggested that I stay another week as Renee' so I could decide if this is what I really wanted. Racheal said that she'd be more than happy to put me up for another week and besides, I was a great housekeeper and a fantastic cook, she said with a smile. Trisha and Sherri said that I was a big help cleaning the salon and asked me stay on for another week. I happily accepted all their offers and thanked everyone for their kindness. Before leaving, Trisha presented me with a gift she had brought - a cosmetic bag filled to the brim and a bag full of products from the Bath and Body Works. I thanked her with a warm hug as she softly clasped my hand in acceptance. Soon I was soaking in a warm scented bubble bath with fragrant candles and smoking a long Virginia Slims. After, I rubbed on some of the skin moisturizers and scented lotions Trisha had given me. I slipped on my silkiest teddie and attached my best silk stockings to the garter straps before sliding beneath the satin sheets with sweet Racheal. We tenderly kissed and hugged for a while before entwining Ourselves into a warm passionate sixty-nine. To an outsider, it would have appeared as we were two women dyking it out with strap-ons, but this was not the case. Racheal reached into her night stand and retrieved a lifelike eight- inch rubber dildo and some lubrication. She had me lay sideways so she could show me how to insert it properly in my puckered hole. She unsnapped the crotch of my teddie and worked the lubed toy into me whi