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John's Gift
by: Prudence Walker
Chapter four
He was gentle, as if testing the waters, and I didn't pull away
because I needed to see how I felt about kissing a guy. This was
something that would happen again if I was going to have any sort of
relationship in my life. It felt sort of nice and I could feel my
body reacting to the stimulus. My nipples hardened and I could feel
the heat build up between my legs, as my knees seemed to weaken. At
this point I wasn't a guy named John, but a girl named Jan, and the
new feelings started to fill my mind with images of the two of us
having sex.
HEY WHOA THERE!
This was too fast -- too soon -- to be thinking those sorts of
thoughts! I mean, I'd barely been in this body four hours and
already I was thinking of sex!
I broke away from Sam and told him, "We should be getting in now."
He reluctantly he let me go and took my hand again as we entered the
house.
The rest of the evening was spent watching TV with Sam. He sat
beside me, still holding my hand. I could see my 'mom' and 'dad'
looking at me from time to time with approving looks while they
chatted with Carol and Ben. Damn! I hoped they weren't already
planning my wedding. Oh God, what am I thinking? If I get married
I'M the one who's going to be wearing the dress!" Then I looked down
at myself and started to giggle. Sheesh, I'm already wearing a
dress!
At least it was a very feminine giggle. Sam gave me a puzzled look.
I stifled my amusement and told him I'd just had a very funny thought
occur to me, but I didn't elaborate and he didn't press me for an
explanation.
Later, after our guests had left and I had been given a hug from the
others and a goodnight kiss from Sam, 'Mom' and 'Dad' congratulated
me on my behaviour, saying they were very proud of the way I had been
all evening. This gave me a warm feeling so I just hugged them,
saying I was tired and just wanted to go to bed.
When I got to my room I found Julie there, turning down my bed. She
started to help me undress, and I told her I didn't want to ride to
school with Nick any more, but I wondered how I was going to get to
school.
Julie just looked at me. "What's wrong with your car?" She asked,
adding, "I know you haven't used it in a while. But it is still in
working order. I heard Roger start it up the other day."
"Roger?" I asked, wondering just who Roger was.
"The Butler silly! Don't' tell me you've forgotten him, too. You
always hassle him whenever you can."
I didn't comment, but it explained his surprise when I was polite to
him at the door.
"Oh good. I wasn't sure I had filled it up the last time I used it,"
I lied, neatly covering myself.
I said goodnight to Julie and went into the bathroom to wash my face,
remove my makeup, and get undressed. I hung my clothes up and put my
now slightly damp panties into the washing hamper. I found a pink,
shortie nightie and slipped it over my head, letting it slither over
my breasts with a cool caress. When I got into bed I started to mull
over the events of the day. Pretty strange overall, I thought, but it
hasn't been without its compensations. I slid my hands over my body
and still felt some of the arousal I had while with Sam, and then for
the first time in my short time as a female I started to masturbate.
I began sliding my fingers into my very own love hole and working my
fingers against my clitoris, and I soon felt the start of an orgasm.
It grew and built, getting my whole body involved, not just my penis
like it had been in my male body. It felt wonderful, and as it
peaked into intense waves of pleasure a mental picture of Sam flash
into my thoughts. This made me pause in my self-arousal, and as it
slowly subsided I felt really happy that I could experience this side
of femininity. As I drifted off to sleep I wondered what tomorrow
would bring.
Awakening the next morning, I heard a quiet knock, and Julie asked if
I was decent. I answered in the affirmative and she entered the
room. As I got out of bed, she told me she would style my hair after
my shower. I shampooed my long hair and discovered it was more
awkward than I thought, but I made sure all the lather was out before
using a conditioner on it. When I finished I wrapped a towel round
my hair like I've seen my mom and sister do, and I walked back into
the bedroom.
Julie had laid out my clothes for school (luckily there was no
uniform). I looked them over and saw, besides my bra and panties, a
short, dark blue pleated skirt and a white, long sleeved blouse with
a rounded collar. Getting dressed in feminine clothes was now not as
strange as when I first started, and even having the buttons on the
other side of the blouse only gave me brief pause. While I applied a
little makeup under Julie's tutelage, she dried my hair and set it in
an easy to care for style, using a couple of hair combs set into my
hair at the sides of my head. I expertly applied a light pink
lipstick and put on two small gold hoop earrings and a couple of
bangles. I was set.
I grabbed my bag and purse, put the lipstick in it, and checked to
make sure I had everything I needed. Satisfied that I was ready, I
went downstairs to get breakfast.
'Mom' was there, eating some toast. As she saw me she said, "Well, I
didn't dream last night after all."
"No mom," I replied. "This is the new me. Do you like it?"
"I love it" she replied. "Now all I wish is that you wouldn't go
with that Nick character."
I repressed a shudder. "That's over, finished, done with," I told
her.
"Oh honey, that's great!" She exclaimed, coming over and hugging me.
"I never could stand him, and the crowd he runs with."
After having breakfast I asked 'mom' if she had seen my car keys
anywhere.
"They should be on the hook by the front door," she replied.
"Thanks mom," I said, picking up my bag and purse.
I found a set of keys with 'my' name on the tag and went out to the
garage to see what sort of car I had. I found two cars there with
one spot empty (dad's, I suppose). The other two were a blue
Mercedes and a red BMW convertible. I tried the keys in them and
discovered the convertible was mine.
"WOW!" I practically drooled. I had never driven a car this good
before and I was going to enjoy every minute of it.
Suddenly I had an idea. I ran back inside and rang Cathy.
I pulled up outside my old home, got out, and knocked on the door.
Mom opened it, and asked what I wanted.
"It's me, Mom. It's John!" I exclaimed.
Apparently Cathy had not told her anything about me, until she knew
whether my change would be permanent.
Just then Cathy came to the door and confirmed to our shocked mother
what had happened. While Cathy was telling mom I could see she was
burning up with curiosity about my time at my new home, and at my
changed appearance. Mom said we had better get to school or we would
be late, but she wanted to know more about my new family and where we
lived. I gave her a hug and a promise to get together very soon
before we left.
Cathy was over the moon at getting a lift in the red Bemmer, and she
played with all the knobs and gizmos until we arrived at school.
Our arrival did get some attention, both from the guys and also a
group of girls that, Cathy informed me, were Jan's old circle of
friends. I felt nervous about meeting them so I stayed close to
Cathy. Luckily I was in most of her classes, and I knew Cathy would
help me as much as she could. When the group of girls came closer
they greeted me with smiles and friendly ribbing about dragging
little goody two shoes (Meaning Cathy) along. I told them that I had
decided to change my life around, and if they didn't like it then we
needn't associate any more.
This brought scowls and jeers about me being too good for them now,
but I stood my ground to show them I wasn't afraid of them.
"What I do, and who I hang around with is my business," I asserted,
"and you know I can take care of myself, so don't bother me or anyone
I'm with okay?"
The biggest of the group stepped up to me and grabbed my shoulders,
yelling that it wasn't that easy to leave them, and if I did I'd be
sorry. I dropped my bags on the floor and twisted in her grip,
pulling the same move on her that I, as Cathy, had done to Jan. I
threw her to the ground and pinned her to show I had the upper hand,
and then I released her. I stood up and looked at the rest with a
lifted eyebrow, as if inviting anyone else to party.
They went, grumbling, and the girl I'd thrown gave me a frightened
look that showed she was beaten.
I picked up my bags and went over to Cathy and gave her a smile,
which erased the worried look on her face.
As we walked into class Cathy pointed out where I sat, which
strangely enough was quite near her (apparently Jan was always
annoying her in class). Well at least that would be no problem
anymore. When class started I found myself settling in with only
minor difficulties since I already knew the material. My only
problems were homework and the current assignments. Luckily, the
teacher didn't seem to get on my case too much. She acted almost as
if she had already given up on me (the previous me) so I decided to
stay in the background until I familiarized myself with the lessons.
This seemed to happen with most of my classes, but I knew the time
was coming when I was going to show them a different Jan.
Going to the girl's toilets proved to be easier than I'd thought, and
it almost seemed natural. After all I was wearing a skirt, and my
breasts were a constant reminder of my sex, so I didn't have any
problem forgetting which toilet to use.
Listening to the other girls chat at lunch was another test, but I
kept pretty quiet and mostly just listened to the others. Cathy
introduced me to her circle of friends, telling them I had had a
revelation and a complete change in attitude, which they accepted
with a little scepticism. But as we chatted and I asked for tips in
makeup and hair they started to warm up to me. By the end of the day
they had even invited me to a slumber party they were having the next
weekend.
After school I offered to give some of the girls a lift, at least the
ones who were headed my way. Then, as we approached my car, I saw
Nick sitting on the bonnet with an ugly expression on his face. 'Oh,
oh,' I thought. 'Here comes big trouble!'
When we got to my car he got off my bonnet and asked why was I
driving my own car when I knew he'd be around to drive me to school.
I told him in no uncertain terms that anything we had between us was
over, and I didn't want to ever see him again. He remained silent,
but I could see the anger rising in his eyes.
"No way are we over, babe," he said. "I have a rep that not even you
is going to destroy."
"Oh you think so," I retorted. "Who was it that nearly got me killed
on that bridge? If it wasn't for you egging me on it would have
never happened!"
Nick started towards me as if to shake some sense into me, but I
warned him that if he so much as touched me, I'd scream rape so loud
everyone would hear. It gave him pause, and he backed off muttering,
"You haven't heard the last of this, bitch!"
His threat sent shivers though me. As a guy I wasn't afraid of that
type, as they can normally be bluffed by a strong stance. But as a
female I was vulnerable due to my weaker strength, and even my voice
wouldn't seem threatening to him.
I got into the car with a sigh of relief as Nick stormed off, and we
drove Cathy's friends to their homes. I offered to pick them up in
the morning, and they eagerly accepted. As we came to my old house I
had an idea, and I invited Cathy to come to 'my' house for dinner.
"Oh yes, please!" She said. "I'd love to come for dinner at your
new home."
When we entered the house we put the idea to mom. She agreed, but
asked was it was okay if she could pick Cathy up afterwards, so she
could meet my new parents. I told her I'd ring when Cathy was ready
to come home. Moments later we were again driving off and Cathy
getting very excited. We started giggling like the schoolgirls we
were.
When we arrived at my new home I called out to see if 'mom' was there
while Cathy got an eyeful of the hallway and staircase. Sophie came
out of the kitchen where she had been giving the cook last minute
directions about dinner.
"Oh there you are," she said, "and who is this you have with you?"
"Mom, this is Cathy, the girl who saved my life the other day," I
announced. "Could she stay for dinner?"
"Of course she can," mom replied, coming closer to Cathy and giving
her a hug. "So, are you the one responsible for the change in Jan?"
She smiled at my sister. "If so I can never thank you enough, and
you're very welcome to come for dinner anytime."
Cathy just blushed replying she was glad to have been able to help.
"Come on Cathy," I said. "Let's go to my room."
We left 'mom' to organize dinner for an extra guest and ascended the
stairs to my room. Cathy was immediately attracted to the walk-in
wardrobe, where she ooh'ed and ah'ed over the vast selection of
clothes. She told me she wished she had clothes like that.
"Go ahead and try some on. I think we're the same size," I offered.
She needed no further encouragement and immediately started
undressing; I blushed at her openness in disrobing in front of me.
"What?" She asked, looking at me and seeing my embarrassment. When
she realized what I was thinking she giggled. "We're both girls now,
and it's not like my body holds any secrets for you," she pointed
out.
Realising she was right I started to giggle too, and my embarrassment
faded as I realized that her nearly naked body was not turning me on
at all.
"Come on silly, lets have a fashion show," Cathy urged. "I can give
you tips on what goes with what."
I was reluctant at first but I joined in with increasing enthusiasm,
happy to see my sister with the sparkle back in her eyes. It must
have been two hours before we took a breather, and clothes were
strewn all over the bedroom. Cathy looked at the room and said, "Gee
we'd better clean all this up."
I pushed the buzzer and summoned Julie into the room, and after
introducing her we explained what we had been doing.
"Don't worry about the mess, just get ready for dinner while I put
these clothes away."
I asked Julie if we needed to dress formally for dinner.
"You know your mother likes to dress for dinner, just in case your
father brings any unexpected guests," Julie reminded me.
"Come on Jan, lets get ready," Cathy said as we entered the bathroom.
"I want to do your hair."
I gave in, sighing in defeat, and I let her fuss over me to her
hearts content. This was something I needed to learn anyway, so I
took mental notes as she worked on me. Cathy knew it too, and as she
helped me do my makeup she showed me a few things I needed to know.
When we returned to the bedroom we found Julie had tidied up and put
everything away. Cathy grinned and whispered, "Can I borrow her
for a few days?"
I grabbed her playfully and tickled her saying, "No way. I need her
more than you do."
Cathy squealed with laughter and jumped on the bed, then she looked
at me reproachfully. "Not fair," she exclaimed. Then she got
serious. "I'm going to look terribly out of place in these clothes."
"Well let's see which gown will look great on you," I replied,
indicating the wardrobe.
"Really?" She asked, getting off the bed and fingering a lovely gold
lame gown.
"What's mine is yours," I replied. "After all, I owe all of this
(indicating my body) to you. I'm glad to share anything I have with
you."
Julie helped me pick something nice too, a lovely cream evening gown
that contrasted with my hair and hugged my body in a way that left
nothing to the imagination. I was beginning to enjoy being dressed
this way; the soft fabrics and the silky feelings of panties and
slips caressing this body were getting to be rather addictive.
Finally, we put on the finishing touches of jewellery, lipstick and a
spritz of perfume, and we were ready.
We walked downstairs, hand in hand, making sure we didn't trip on the
stairs in our four-inch high heels. We entered the dining room
together and saw that my parents were already seated. When we
entered 'dad' got up and told us we both looked beautiful, which
pleased Cathy and gave me mixed feelings. On the one hand it was
nice being complimented, but being called beautiful was something I
guess I'd have to get used to.
'Dad' seated both of us, and we started the meal. Cathy just loved
being waited on, and she wasn't afraid to try some of the most
expensive dishes. I took pleasure in watching mom's expression as
she quizzed Cathy about herself, where she lived and how we met. I
could tell mom was impressed, and she glanced at me in a way that
seemed to suggest she felt Cathy was the type of girlfriend I should
have.
After dinner we (Cathy and I) toured the house and found a small,
semi-enclosed, heated pool, and a game room with a pool table and a
table tennis table,
"I wish I could stay here too," Cathy remarked, looking around the
well furnished home.
"Hmmm," I mused, "maybe you can stay over tonight, shall we ask?"
When we asked about Cathy staying overnight, 'mom' said that if it
was okay with Cathy's mom it was okay with her. After ringing home
Cathy told us that mom said it was okay, but she'd like to come round
and meet 'my' parents first. She also wanted to know if she needed
to bring anything for Cathy.
I shook my head, knowing I had plenty of everything right here. We
went and told my 'parents' that Cathy's mom was coming, which pleased
them. They said they would love to talk with her, and seemed
genuinely anxious to meet her. Cathy suggested that we needed to
freshen up our lipstick, so we went back upstairs to do that and also
find some suitable sleepwear for Cathy.
When Cathy saw my queen size bed she suggested we sleep together. I
felt a bit dubious at first thinking of what mom (my old mom) would
think about a brother and sister sleeping together. Then I
remembered I wasn't exactly her brother any more, so I agreed as
long as she didn't hog the blankets, at which we both started
giggling. Yes, I know it sounds corny, but once
someone starts it kinda catches you up in it, and you find that it's
infectious.
After a few minutes we heard my new parents call to say Cathy's mom
was here, so we went down to join them and I was surprised to see
that dad had come along with mom. As they looked around I could see
they were impressed, and the looks on their faces when they saw us in
these gowns were worth a million bucks. Dads jaw dropped, and mom
was so surprised she couldn't say anything till we came up and hugged
her. As I hugged her she whispered in my ear that I looked
stunning, and then she quietly asked if I was happy being here in
this body?
"Yes mom, I'm starting to love it," I replied. Going through the
pretense of being introduced to my dad was a laugh, and he grinned at
me, barely able to keep a straight face. I knew he had a million
questions so, as soon as I could, I went over to him and as we hugged
I whispered in his ear that I'd talk to him later. Mom was looking
at Cathy and remarked that she was lucky to have such a beautiful
daughter. I was close enough to hear Cathy whisper to mom, "No, two
daughters!" At which mom looked at me and smiled, I smiled back to
let her know I had overheard their conversation.
When all the introductions were over the adults went into the sitting
room to talk while Cathy and I went back upstairs for more "GIRL"
lessons. After an hour of playing with makeup and hair there was a
quiet knock on the door and we looked up to find everybody had come
to my bedroom to see what we were up to. Leaving Cathy's parents
alone with us "my" mom and dad went downstairs again.
We quickly took advantage of being alone with mom and dad to explain,
as best we could, all the things that had happened to me since I had
gained Jan's body.
"So there's no hope of you getting another male body?" My dad asked.
"No," I replied. "I seem to be unable to shift from this one, since
there is no other mind in here but mine."
"Are you happy son -- er, um?"
"Jan, dad, call me Jan," I said, seeing his confusion.
"Okay, Jan are you happy, I mean being a girl and all?"
"I think I'm coping pretty well," I said truthfully. "This is a
healthy young body, and we can still see each other any time. Being
a girl will take getting used to, but I think I can deal with it," I
continued.
"Well we should be moving," dad announced, taking mom's hand. "We'll
talk some more when it's more convenient."
Saying goodbye seemed strange, but I did kiss both of them as they
left.
Afterwards, we went upstairs to get undressed and put our nighties
on. For the first time Cathy got a good look at my naked body and
sighed. "You really do have a lovely body."
I looked down at myself and had to I agree. My skin was unblemished
apart from the few scrapes from the bridge.
"How will I deal with my sexual life now?" I asked. "I mean, will I
be attracted to boys? I remember how you felt, when I was in your
mind -- OOPS!"
To be continued . . .
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