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The following is the 2nd part of Eye of the Beholder. I have had some very positive feedback on part 1. I hope you enjoy this as much. Please let me know by leaving a review or email me at [email protected] Part 3 will follow shortly. Eye of the Beholder - Part 2 - by: Tanya Grant Consequences: I woke a few hours later, the smell of coffee wafted into the room, as well as toast and eggs. I realised I was starving hungry. I looked around for something to wear, and saw a flimsy thigh length green satin peignoir with a pair of matching thong knickers. These had obviously been left out for me, so feeling somewhat conscious about it, but seeing no other clothes about and not wishing to parade her house in the nude, I donned the clothes. The feeling was incredible, the satin against my smooth skin was wonderful. It was so sexy I could see why women wore such things. I checked my appearance in the mirror. I looked kinda sexy. Seeing a scrunchie on the table, I swept my hair up into a high ponytail like young girls wear and swept from the bedroom. I wandered the apartment looking for the kitchen, following the smells, then I saw her standing at the cooker with her back to the door. She was wearing a matching red satin outfit I could see the outline of the thong through the silky material. I walked up behind her quietly slipped her arm around her waist and gave her a squeeze and kissed her neck. "Good morning detective," came a familiar voice from behind me. Sitting on a chair at the kitchen table was Richardson, and he was looking at me with an enigmatic smile on his face. "I see you and Alice have progressed your working relationship a stage further," he said, his smile never leaving his face. "I just hope that she's explained our relationship and what that now means to you," he added. "She hasn't said anything about you at all," I said, trying to keep myself from shaking. "Why should she?" I asked naively. "Well, it's quite simple really. Alice is my prot?g?; everything you see about her I made. She is in the image I created, and because of that she owes me... I own her, and what she has, I own as well." I stood there, mouth agape, taking in what he'd said. "So, it's quite simple, Alexa, you are now mine as well." And with that he grabbed me round the waist and dragged me onto his lap. I tried to fight him, but now not only was he much stronger than me, I was conscious of the way I was dressed and I was trying to keep some level of modesty. I immediately felt his erection through his trousers - the short struggle with me had obviously excited him and he was doing nothing to deny it, in fact as he held me to him, he ground his swelling against my panty covered arse. He pulled me to him, took my hair in his hand and pressed his face to mine and his lips against mine. I struggled further, but he just continued; the roughness of his skin against my face both repelled and attracted me, I didn't want to, but I found myself responding to his rough kiss. His tongue pushed into my mouth and I drew on it, sucking it deeper into my mouth. I became intoxicated by the kiss and I threw my arms around his neck. He relaxed his hold on me and his hand slid along my smooth legs, up under my short nightie and pushed into my crotch, caressing my trapped cock with his fingers. I moaned into the kiss, but then reality struck and I broke away. "You see my dear, now you are as you should be, a girly boy, for me to enjoy, whenever and however I want," he said, staring into my startled face. "And now you are ready to go undercover and find this person wrecking my business and interrupting my life." "But before we start getting you ready, I think I need my morning START and you need your protein". With that, he stood up and lowered me onto the chair where he had been sitting, then he took my hand and pressed it against his bulge. "Take it and suck me till I fill you with my seed, my sweet girl." I looked over at Alice, she smiled and nodded, so I undid his button, pulled down his zip and yanked his trousers and pants to his knees. A huge cock sprung up to my face. It dwarfed my own. I grasped it with my small girly hands and was almost unable to get my fingers around its girth. I gently started to move my hand up and down it's length, then he placed his hand on the back of my head and pulled my face to his dick. I wasn't sure I could even get this monster dick in my mouth, but he wanted it, and so did Alice, so I simply gave in. I reached forward and licked his end, tasting the pre-cum on my tongue. As with the previous night, I found the taste pleasant and I wanted more. I slipped my lips over the top of his bell end and sucked him into my willing mouth. I then started to bob up and down, taking more and more of him into me, while I wanked him with my hand. I then felt Alice's hand caressing my own growing erection trapped between my legs and held in place by my panties. Then she was wriggling my panties down my legs and freeing my cock. It instantly sprang to attention and I felt her lips slide down its length. She took all of me into her mouth and down her throat in one long sweep. I understood now how she could manage such a feat - she'd had had so much practise with the monster I was now sucking, that to her my cock must seem like a small lollipop. I rubbed my hand around his balls and felt him tighten up... I knew what was coming, and I wanted it. I wanked him faster and sucked harder, and then I was rewarded. A great wad of cum shot down my throat. I gagged and pulled of his meat, but he continued to shoot his cum. It went all over me, in my eyes, up my nose, in my hair, and he just continued to shoot his load, it was like a fire engine emptying its hose of foam all over me. And then, Alice drove her finger deep into my arse and I came myself, filling her mouth with my seed, she pulled off and I sprayed her with my juice. "Ahhh my love", said Thomas, "Now that is how every morning should start, you were right Alice, she is perfect, and she'll get better at performing, she may even become as good as you one day." Both Alice and I smiled at the comment. She knew she would teach me, and I knew I would learn everything I could from her, from him and from any other man I wanted. "Superintendent Cole was right as well, Alexa; he guessed you'd fit right in, and you do! Well girls, you've got a long day ahead of you, so I won't delay you any further. Alice, I expect Alexa to be ready for dinner tonight at the Bon Marche, OK?" "Don't worry, she'll be ready," replied Alice. "What, you expect me to go outside tonight, dressed as a girl? I don't think so. I may bear a passing resemblance to womanhood, but I couldn't pull off a trip into the real world," I protested. "Don't worry, after today you'll be fine," You'll definitely look the part, then we will have two weeks to work on the rest," Alice said. "See you later, Thomas." And on that perfunctory note, Thomas swept out the door. "Well my love, we had better get to work. A shower, a shave and a day of pampering for you my dear!" A day of delights and evening of shame We heard the door to the apartment swing shut, and Alice took my hand and led me to the bathroom. "Time to get cleaned up young lady." The cum from Richardson was drying on my face and in my hair and I looked forward to sluicing it off and freshening up. I quickly stripped off while Alice ran the shower to temperature, then I slipped into the stream of water, dousing my head under the water flow as I stood enjoying the water playing on my head and face. I felt soft hands slide around my chest, rubbing foaming soap over my body. I simply stood there, letting the sensations run through me. Alice's hands rubbed up and down my body, cleansing me of the usual toxins and of the more unusual elements. Stepping backwards out of the flow of water, she turned me round to face her and pushed me to my knees in the shower, in front of me her erection raged, at perfect chin height. I slipped it into my eager mouth and as she washed my hair, I washed her cock with my willing tongue and lips. As she got harder and harder with the massaging of my scalp and hair, I got faster and sucked harder with my mouth, then taking a leaf from her book, I drove two fingers deep into her arsehole, sucking her deep into my throat at the same time. Her fingers were entwined in my long wet hair and she pulled me further onto her cock, and then it spasmed in my throat and once again I was tasting that sweet taste of cum. Most went straight down my throat, but as she continued to pump I eased back on her cock to take the juice on my tongue and to savour the taste. A taste I was starting to love. Taking a final pull and suck on her dick I slowly released it and she pulled it back from my cocksucking mouth. "Oh you are such a natural at this Alex, you were born to suck cock. You've obviously been wasting your talents till now!" With that she stepped into the shower and began to wash herself down. Her back was to me and her beautiful arse was just too inviting. My own erection was already at peak. I stepped behind her, placed my hands on her back and slowly pushed her forward, she knew immediately what I wanted, and she bent forward, placing her hands on the wall and raised her arse to my willing cock. I guided my cock to her hole and using the soap as lubrication I slipped quickly into her arse and fully up to my hilt. Then in the cascading spray of the shower I fucked her girly arse, sawing my cock in and out, enjoying the manliness of the situation. My hands were holding her hips and I drove harder and harder. I needed to be a man at that stage, I needed to make myself male, otherwise I would lose who I was. But as I pounded away, my hand unwittingly crept to her crotch and I grabbed her limp cock and began to wank her. I might be a man pounding a beautiful girls arse, but my instincts now also wanted to hold and caress a male appendage. I needed a cock, and Alice knew it. As I fucked her arse she held my hand against her growing cock and I wanked her. I came hard and fast, filling her arse with my cum. She then sprayed her cum into my hand and even as the water mingled with my cum, she slipped my cock out of her arse, turned to me and fed her cum to me, I licked it from my hand like a child licking melted ice-cream from their hand. She then kissed me hard and passionately, and we stood under the shower, kissing and caressing. She pulled away from me and out of the water. "Enough," she said, "we have to get on." With that she got out of the shower, and wrapped herself in a large white towel. I started to follow her, but she said , "not yet, you need to lose that body hair." She then handed me a tube. "Spread this all over your body, leave your pubic region for now, but rub it into your buttocks and around your hole. Don't get it on your face, but make sure you do your armpits and arms. I stepped out of the stream of water and began to rub it in all over, to begin with it felt like a moisturising cream, but as time passed, it began to get warmer, similar to Deep Heat muscle cream. "Is it warming up," she asked, I nodded in reply. "OK, back into the shower and wash it all off. Make sure you get it all off otherwise it will start to burn." I stood in the cascading water and watched amazed as my body hair simply shrugged from my body. Then she handed me a new razor and I shaved my face smooth and clean. She then took the razor and shaved around my cock, reducing my mass of pubic hair to a neat triangle, similar to hers. "Ok, that's it, have a final rinse and out you come." I rinsed myself off and climbed out. She held out a fluffy pink towel and wrapped it around me, not round my waist, but around my chest, like a woman. Then she gently rubbed the towel against my skin, patting me dry all over... Over the next hour, Alice rubbed creams and tonics into my body, each moisturised my skin, some seemed to bring my body to a glow, others dulled senses in parts. A special cream she rubbed into my nascent breasts. "Don't worry my love, in a short time you will have a pair of natural breasts just like mine, and if they don't get big enough for you, well we can always augment them later." The cream definitely made my nipples itch, but it wasn't unpleasant, and I looked forward to future treatments. Having prepared my body, Alice now needed to work on my deportment and my mind. I dressed in a pair of white thong knickers, with my dick tucked up between my legs and my balls pushed back up into my body, a matching under-wired bra, which Alice filled out with C cup breast forms and a pair of tan stockings and white 3" stiletto heels. She had me walking around the house, concentrating on my sashay. "Come on girl, swing those hips, if you want the judges to love you and believe you are a woman, then you need to make those slinky hips work for you." After an hour and half of walking I was pooped, I flopped into a chair. "NO, sit up properly, girls don't sit like that," Alice shouted at me. She came over and re-arranged my body, placed my legs together and turned them side on, crossing my legs at the ankles, pushing my back straight and jutting my tits out. "Sit like that; you need to project your image at all times." "I don't know if I can do this," I wailed, "it's just too hard. Girls learn this from the time they can walk. You expect me to get all of this, and the mannerisms, the voice and the look in just two weeks. It just won't happen." "Of course it will. OK, you may not be perfect for the first show, but we'll get you there, and anyway, you don't have to become a finalist at the first event. In fact it would probably be better for the investigation if you didn't make it, otherwise you would have no need to attend the other shows." She had a point, and I was grateful for the reminder about my job. I had forgotten the reason why I was doing all this, the changes to my psyche, the changes to my orientation. The whole thing had driven the simple detective work out of my mind. "OK, you're right," I said, "I don't need to get it perfect, just passable." We spent the rest of the day on my movement and my body positions when moving and at rest. We broke for a light lunch - well a girl has to watch her weight! By 5.00pm I was ready for bed and that was just to sleep. "I need to stop, I need some sleep," I whined for the umpteenth time. "OK, you can go and have a lie down, I'll come and get you at 7.30 to get ready." "Ready for what?" I asked. "Don't worry about it, just get a rest and I'll see you in couple of hours," Alice replied. I trooped back to my room, kicked of my heels and climbed into bed. I felt comfortable enough in my knickers and bra and simply went to sleep. It seemed only a few minutes later that I felt a gentle shaking and lips brushing mine. "Wakey wakey, sleepy head," Alice whispered into my ear, and then she nibbled on my lobe. That brought me round quickly enough. "Come on, it's quarter to eight, I gave you an extra fifteen minutes, but now we have to hurry. We need to be at the club for nine," she said. "What... what do you mean? Get ready? At what club? What are you talking about?" "We're meeting Thomas and a friend for dinner and drinks at the Bon Marche tonight. They are expecting us to look our best, so hurry up now, get into the shower, get clean and we can get you prettied up for our dates." "DATES?" I shouted... "No way am I going on a date!" "It's not like that. Now come on, you need to do this, you need to be comfortable in these situations, and you need to be out in public, so this is what we're doing. Now get up and get in that shower before I make you!" With that last threat I could see from her face that she meant it. I got up, stripped of the bra, falsies and knickers and dashed into the shower. I washed my hair with the shampoo and conditioner on the shelves, cleaned myself with her dove moisturising soap and rinsed myself off. I came back into the bedroom with my hair wrapped in a towel and another towel wrapped around my chest. Alice removed my towel, patted me down, gently drying me and then rubbed moisturiser into my skin, and then spritzed my body with White Linen spray. "Put your balls into your body and tuck your cock between your legs and then bend over," Alice said to me. I did as she asked and I felt something sticky pressed against my cock and across my arse. "OK, stand up and see how that feels," she said. I stood up and looked down. There was a space between my legs, and the folded skin from the base of my cock looked like the top lips of a vagina. I could feel my cock, but it was hidden from view. "Walk around and sit down, it should feel comfortable enough so that you can forget about it and just act female," she said. I did as she said, and she was right, it was as though my cock wasn't there. "How?" I asked. "I'll teach you how later, you should know that it will also work when you go for a pee, of course you'll have to sit to pee like a girl, but you won't need to release it." "Now let's finish the transformation," she said, and she went to work. She had already chosen the outfit and she passed me a pair of black satin thong knickers, a matching black bra and suspender belt. I then drew a black sheer stocking up my left leg and attached it to the clasps from the suspender belt, reveling in its sensuous touch on my silky smooth skin. I repeated the action on my right leg, again enjoying the sensation. "Here, put these on," and she handed me a pair of 3" stiletto-heeled black court shoes. I slipped them on my feet, my Achilles' seemed to remember the pain earlier on, and I knew I would pay for this later on that night. She then led me over to the dressing table and proceeded to make me up. This was almost a full body make-up, not content with my face she pinched and pulled at my naked chest and using the natural contours of my body, some cleverly placed sticking tape and a couple of breast enhancers she game me a passable real cleavage and small pert B cup breasts. I wasn't allowed to see the change to my face till after she was complete, so after fussing for almost half an hour on my face and hair, I was led back to the bed and given a strappy black dress to put on. I slid it over my head and worked it down over my breasts and hips. It had a plunging v-neck which emphasised my cleavage and it was tailored at the waist to show of my slim figure. Although I didn't quite fill it as a real woman should at the hips and bum, I knew I carried it of well. The dress fell to just above the knee and although the material was like brushed velvet it was very light and it clung to my legs, allowing admirers to make out their shapely figure. It was also quite tight in the skirt, with no split, so I would be forced to take small steps just to walk. Alice handed me a small black clutch bag. "I've filled it with everything a girl needs on a date, and I mean everything," she said with that enigmatic smile playing across her perfect features. "Now, lets reveal the real you." And with that she led me to the full-length mirror. Staring back at me was the most perfect creature. It copied every move I made. As I reached my hand to my hair, so did the feminine image, as I touched my face, the image ran her hand across her smooth porcelain features. As I pursed my lips in surprise, the image pouted her painted lips back at me. It was me, but a me I could never have imagined existed. It was as though I had a twin sister, a perfect replica of Alex Ward, but in female form. And God was I HOT... "So, my pretty, what do you think? "I'm stunned," I replied, "I never thought you could carry this off. I mean, I don't even look male anymore." "Oh you do, to someone who knows" she said, "Which is why we need to do more work, and you need to be able to do this transformation on your own, so you're not associated with me or Thomas." "I'll work on it," I promised. I knew that after tonight, Alexa was here to stay, and would be coming out to play often. Alice had spent the free time preparing herself and so she was ready to leave. By now it was 9.15pm and we were going to be "fashionably" late for the date. Outside the front door a taxi was already waiting and as we tripped down the steps of the house I could see the lascivious smile of the driver as he stared at these two long legged beauties coming towards his cab. Alice opened the rear door for me and I climbed in. It wasn't a hansom cab, so I sat down on the seat and slid over into the other side of the car. I noticed the driver watching me in the mirror, and then noticed my dress had ridden up as I manoeuvred my way in and he was getting a good view of stocking clad legs; he could probably make out the stocking tops. I was in two minds whether to cover up or to leave him a distraction, when Alice got in and gently straightened my skirt, making it obvious to the cabbie that she did it in a territorial manner. This girl is MINE, was the clear message. The cabbie took the hint and confirming the address with Alice, set off into the night. It wasn't a long cab ride, but the mid evening traffic seemed to make it stretch out. Alice spent most of the journey just idly staring out of the window, but one hand remained on my knee, slowly stroking circular patters with her long nails on me. After about fifteen minutes we arrived at the restaurant. Alice paid the cab driver and we exited the cab. Getting out, I don't think I presented the lady like image my body portrayed. I almost tripped on my heels and my knees and legs seemed to want to go in different directions and my dress rode up to the top of my legs. The young man at the door definitely got an eyeful of my mound and was clearly happy about it, as were a number of men queuing to get into the busy restaurant. Even those with partners were leering at my exposed body. I stood up as regally as I could and took my time to straighten myself up. I wasn't going to be cowed by these men. Taking Alice's arm, I walked briskly into the restaurant. Alice was obviously known to the staff and we were immediately led into the slightly darkened interior to a semi private booth along one wall of the restaurant. As we approached I could see Richardson in the booth, but his companion had his back to me and I could make out little of him. Richardson noticed us and stood to greet us, motioning to his companion to stand up and do the same. When I saw who it was I froze. The man turned to me with a broad grin etched across his face "Well Ward, undercover work definitely suits you." "S.S.S...Superintendent," I stammered, "what are you doing here?" "Well, Thomas here invited me to dinner and to meet with his latest finding." I didn't realise it would be you. I must say though, you have come out as positively ravishing my dear. I am going to truly enjoy this evening." And with that he sat back down at the table. As the table was situated in the alcove, Alex had no option to slide next to his superior. Alice had already moved next to Richardson. As he moved in, Cole slid his hand onto Alex's knee and gave it a conspiritorial squeeze. "Shall I order for us?" asked Richardson, knowing full well that he had every intention of doing so, whether we wanted it or not. He waved over a waiter and proceeded to order. "Asparagus tips for four, followed by oysters and for sweet we'll have strawberries in a chocolate sauce." I noted that every dish was a heavily loaded aphrodisiac. Just what is your plan? I wondered to myself. The talk around the table was mostly inconsequential, and Alex didn't really join in much, just adding a comment when it was invited. But the drink flowed freely, and before the food arrived Alex was definitely feeling its effects. He hadn't eaten since breakfast, and the drink on an empty stomach was now going to his head. Cole was also getting drunk, and his hands were now constantly straying to touch Alex, on his knee, occasionally his thigh, his shoulder and on his waist. The food came and through the drunken haze surrounding the table was soon devoured. The food hardly sated Alex's hunger. He needed something else. Noticing Alex's discomfiture, Alice excused herself to the 'powder room' and invited Alex to accompany her. Alex agreed and followed her lead. Suddenly outside the door of the ladies, Alex's bravado slipped. Could he enter here, the female's inner sanctum? Alice just took his hand and dragged him through the door. "You look wrecked," Alice said. "I feel it," he replied, "I feel I need something, but the food and the drink aren't reaching it." "Here, this will help," and she reached into her bag and took out a bottle of pills. "What are they? Drugs?" Alex asked. "Yes, but not what you think. They are something girls like us take to fill that gaping maw you're talking about." "What is this hunger?" Alex enquired. "We don't know, but all of the girls I speak to have it, it goes beyond a need for fulfillment, it speaks to us of sexual power, desire and desirability, the only way to get through it is usually to fuck someone senseless, or be fucked senseless, depending on your pleasure; whatever it is, it's powerful. And it spreads beyond us, others in your vicinity will sense it and will react to it. It brings out the sexual predator like a pheromone." "So what does the drug do?" "It takes the edge of it, it dulls it, both within you and also to the surroundings, but it may be too late." "Just give me a pill, I need to do something!" Alice emptied out a tiny green tablet from the bottle and held it in her hand. "One more thing you should know, this pill is cut with a mix of LSD and E, without it, it doesn't work, but you may trip out on it. It depends on the person taking it, the circumstances and their propensity towards the drugs, and it affects people in different ways." "Just give me the god-damn pill Alice!" Alex shouted. "Either that or take me into that cubicle so I can fuck your arse." Alice handed over the pill. "The pill it is my dear, 'cos I don't want you fucking me here. I like this restaurant too much to ruin my chance of a good table just to satisfy your desires". Alex swallowed the pill. And felt nothing, he still had a itch in his groin that needed something, he still felt hot and bothered and generally revved up. "Come on, let's go back and finish dinner," Alice said, and motioned Alex out of the Toilet. Back at the table Superintendent Cole had been grilling Richardson. "Is this your idea of a joke? Turn my officer into one of your tricks? "I thought that was your idea Frank. It was you who suggested an undercover cop should get into my operation to hunt down this blackmailer, it was you who suggested that it was an inside job. I just had Alice execute it." "Ok I admit that was my intention, but I didn't think you'd turn Ward into a gorgeous she-male." "Really," Richardson said, "I thought when you introduced him it was obvious what you were thinking, he looked perfect for the role as soon as I laid eyes on him, and Alice agreed with me." "OK, it's done now, but I need to just make sure Ward knows where he stands with me, so your going to have to give me some time with him." Richardson knew exactly what Cole wanted. He didn't want to just ensure that Ward knew who his boss was, he wanted to make sure he was totally in control, and Richardson knew the only way that would end. But he was fine with that, after all, that was the reason for this elaborate charade this evening. If all went to plan, then by the end of the night he would have enough on both Cole and Ward to ensure even after this sordid business was put to bed, they would do anything for him. And that was his overriding desire. Power, power to do what he wanted, when he wanted. And that was why this whole sorry business was so upsetting for him. It interrupted his power plays, distracted him from his dreams and goals, and that he couldn't allow. "Don't worry, if Alice has done her job right, then Ward will be eager for you, not just to listen to what you have to say, but simply eager for you." "Really? Why, what have you done?" Cole asked. "Oh, just introduced a mild drug to his system, one that we will keep administering. It will make him pliable to suggestions at the times we want. It will bring out his inherent sexuality and on top of all that it is a hormone enhancer, a few weeks on this drug and his body will start to change, he will start to look more and more feminine, his breasts will grow, his voice will change, he will become almost totally indistinguishable from a natural female. Just look what it did to Alice." "Shhhh," Cole said, "they're coming back." By the time they reached the table, Alex had started to feel somewhat woozy. The itch didn't go away, but his brain seemed to becoming slightly detached. It was as though it was wrapped in cotton wool. When he sat down, he did so unsteadily and almost fell into Cole's arms. Cole caught him and steadied him in the seat. "Careful there girl, you almost fell over," Cole said with a smile on lips. Cole slipped his arms around Alex's shoulders and Alex felt instantly protected. The thought running through his head was, oh this big strong man will look after me. But where had those thoughts come from? Alice and Richardson were deep in conversation and Alex had rested his head against Coles' shoulder. "We need to talk, Alex," Cole said softly into his ear. "Ummm, ummm, do we? I feel so comfortable here." Cole turned himself to face Alex, bent forward and kissed him. Alex responded to the kiss. This was what he wanted, to be kissed and held by this big strong man, for him to take the world away, take away his pains and troubles and protect him. He would do anything for him. "Alex, come with me." Cole took Alex's hand and pulled him up. Following behind the big man, Alex let himself be led to a small room at the back of the restaurant. It was empty except for a large sofa against one wall. Shutting the door behind him, Cole pushed Alex towards the sofa. Alex clumsily fell onto the sofa and Cole jumped on top of him. Alex couldn't move. He was pinned. Cole pushed his lips against Alex's, hard and insistent. Alex snapped out of the revere the drug had put him in and tried to push of his superior officer. "No, sir!" he shouted, "this isn't what I wanted." "It's what you wanted out there a few minutes ago, you little slut, so it's what you're going to get." "You can't do this, sir!" Alex railed. "Oh shut up you sniveling little shit!" and Cole slapped Alex hard across the face. Alex's head rocked back, in his shock Alex shut up. Cole hit him again, right across the mouth. Alex felt blood bloom in his mouth, the iron taste spread over his tongue. "You listen to me you little slut!" Cole roared at him. "You come in here dressed like the whore you are, you've obviously had more cock in you than a prize cow, well your going to get mine tonight, I love girly boys like you, and after tonight your going to do anything I want. Richardson has always been able to keep me in special girls like you, but you are different, after tonight I'll own your ass, not Richardson!" "Now you little slut, I want you to suck my cock till I fill your girly mouth with my cream! I want to see it dripping from your lips and you loving every minute of it. Because if you don't not only am I going to beat you till you can't move, I'm going to drag you down to the station dressed as you are, parade you around in front of everybody, then lock you in the cells with the rapists and murderers till you beg me to get you out of there! YOU UNDERSTAND?" Alex just nodded, he knew he had nowhere to go; he knew the sadistic bastard would enjoy giving him the beating. He'd seen him do something similar to a young recruit at the station. No-one talked about it, but it was known. He also knew the threats to lock him up with the rapists were no idle brag, and if that happened, Alex would be lucky to come out of the cells alive. In a tacit response, Alex let his hands run down the front of Coles' trousers. The threats and violence had obviously turned Cole on, as his cock was already bulging. He ran his hands up and down its length, and Cole moaned. Cole pulled himself off Alex and stood in front of him. Alex fumbled with the button on Cole's trousers and then pulled down the fly. The trousers slipped around Cole's knees and his stiff member was straining against the fabric of the boxers. Alex slowly pulled the boxer shorts down releasing the heavily engorged cock and leaning forward he placed his lipstick-coated lips against the cock head. Part of Alex's lips were numb from the slap he'd received, but he ignored it and began to slide up and down the shaft. Cole moaned in pleasure as Alex expertly worked his cock. "I knew you were a cock sucker, ohhhh your good, yessss keep it up..." Alex didn't want to stop to tell him how wrong he was, but here with a cock in his mouth, with his lips sliding up and down its length he knew this was who he was. Yes he was a cocksucker, and he loved it. He also knew that he could get himself into a position of power. Cole had admitted to him that he loved shemales, and that this was a common occurrence for him. As much as he wanted to lord the power over girls like him, it also showed to Ward that Cole was in a position of vulnerability. If it got out that he was inclined this way, then Ward could ruin his career. With that in mind, Alex decided to enjoy himself. He brought his hand up to Cole's balls and slowly rubbed his fingers around them, massaging them gently and dragging his long, painted nails across them. Cole winced with the pain, and exhaled in pleasure. Ward continued to suck him off, but the itch in his groin was returning, and he knew it needed scratching, a scratching beyond this. He needed a good fucking. He pulled himself of Cole's cock, and pulled himself up to his feet. His hand continued to wank him gently. Alex whispered seductively into Cole's ear, "Fuck me, fuck me now." He turned around and pushed Cole onto the sofa, then hitching up the skirt on his dress, he straddled Cole's groin. Reaching behind, he pulled his thong to the side and slowly lowered himself onto the straining meat. Cole felt his cock pushing at the entrance to Ward's darkstar and trembled in anticipation. He was so hungry for this he could hardly wait for the inevitable pleasure. Alex positioned the cock at his entrance and waited. He knew the longer he teased, the better the reaction. He knew this as a male who had been teased by his female lovers, and now the tables were turned, he was using that knowledge to drive Cole wild and to increase his own sexual pleasure. He teased Cole for just a few seconds more and then dropped himself onto the meat, with no support, he speared his hole with Cole's flesh sword and dropped the full seven inches into Coles groin. The sexual rush Alex encountered was incredible. It brought stars in front of his eyes as the meat ripped up his anal passage and filled him inches of white hot passion. Cole, though, was not so lucky, the passage of his cock was delicious, but the fall into his groin was something of a shock, and it certainly disturbed his sexual high. Alex though began thrashing about on the love pole, sliding in and out and driving harder and harder, trying to get the cock to reach his hidden G spot to reach that anal orgasm that he knew was almost there. Cole couldn't believe the sex this young shemale was giving him. Detached from his body his mind was shocked at desire for sex. Yet, his body was reacting to the sexual gymnastics and he knew he was close to orgasm. Alex was building up to his own orgasm. His cock remained flaccid through the sex as he concentrated on the feminine fulfillment. Now as he reached his peak, his cock was responding to the sexual tensions and was becoming engorged. Cole suddenly froze and let out a mighty growl. His cock exploded his cum deep into Alex's willing hole. The juices exploded deep in his lover's bowels spraying his internal wall and bringing on a massive orgasm, that came in waves of delight, each one growing in intensity so that Alex was shaking like a rag doll still impaled on Coles rapidly dwindling meat. And just when Alex thought it had ended, Cole grabbed Alex's cock and wanked it hard and fast. Mere seconds later, a spurt of jism flowed from the cock, splattering up Cole's shirt as Alex almost fainted in pleasure. Alex pulled himself of Cole, and began to straighten his clothing. He knew he didn't look too bad and could make it to the ladies without garnering too much notice over his somewhat disheveled appearance. Cole on the other hand looked a mess. Cum and blood were mixed in almost equal measure in his lap. Some of it had spread up his shirt and down onto his trousers. His shirt was covered in the explosion of cum from Alex. He certainly looked like he's been in a messy encounter. "Thanks Super," said Alex, "I need the ladies, and I think you had better clean yourself up before you come outside. You really do look a mess." And with that parting comment, Alex opened the door, flooding the room with light from the restaurant, Cole scurried away from the light, and Alex stepped out. By the time Cole returned to the table, still looking a bit of a mess, the girls had gone. "Alex said thank you for the meal and the company," Richardson said, "but they apologised and left, they felt they still had a lot to do before the first competition, so they needed to get a good night's sleep." "It's probably for the best," said Cole. "It might have been awkward after what that bitch just did to me." "Why, what did she do?" Richardson asked, intrigued by Cole's reaction. "Oh, nothing bad. In fact, on the contrary, it was amazing, but I suppose Ward could have been embarrassed by what he did and how he reacted." "Well if you've had such a good night, and I have delivered on my promise, I'll leave you to settle the bill and bid you goodnight." And with that, Richardson stood up and left Cole at the table without even an opportunity to respond. Before he left the restaurant, Richardson went upstairs to the manager's office. Using his own key, he opened the locked door and went over to the video recorder in the corner. He quickly hit rewind and waited a few seconds, then hit play. He watched for a few seconds as the screen showed Alex spraying his cum all over Cole's shirt. "Yessss," hissed Richardson, "got them both!" He took the tape from the player and promised himself some voyeuristic fun when he got home. 'Preparation' Alex and Alice left the restaurant and quickly hailed a taxi. Alex noted that it took less than a minute for the two of them to get a taxi. Dressed as a man he knew he could stand for ages before one would stop for him. Ahhh, the power of femininity, throught Alex. The girls were quiet in the taxi, both mulling over their private thoughts. Even when they got back to the flat, very few words were spoken between them. Had a gulf emerged, just because Alex had been with another man? Alex hoped not, but Alice was so quiet. "Look honey, I need to get some sleep, and so do you. We've got a lot of hard work ahead of us, just getting you ready, so why don't you take the guest room and get some shut eye. I've put some sleeping clothes in there for you already." And with that final comment, Alice turned and went into her own room. Feeling somewhat shunned, Alex walked into the guest room, and there on the bed was a tiny green satin nightie, which Alice must have put there before they went out. So, she knew we wouldn't be together tonight, thought Alex. Just how much else did she know...? But Alex was too tired to consider it much further. Stripping off his clothes, he slipped on the nightie, went into the bathroom, sponged down his arse to remove the last traces of Cole's lovemaking, used the make-up remover to clean his face, brushed his teeth and went to his bed. Within minutes of his head hitting the pillow, he was fast asleep. He didn't see the door open, nor Alice and Richardson framed in the entrance. Richardson had his arm around Alice and a broad grin on his face. Alice looked less happy, but content at least to see Alice resting. "Will he do?" asked Richardson. Alice turned to look at her mentor. "He'll do nicely." And with that they turned from the door and left Alex to his dreams. Alex woke, refreshed and ready to face the challenges of the day. As he mulled over the case, he realized he would have to set things in motion quickly if he stood a chance of solving it. He got out of bed and had a quick shower, slipped the robe around him when he was dry and pulled his hair into a pony tail. The smell of fresh coffee and bagels wafted through the flat, which made his tummy rumble with hunger. He entered the kitchen to find it empty; a fresh pot of coffee was on the table, as were some fresh bagels, with a note. Alex picked up the note and read it while stuffing a buttered bagel into his mouth. Alexa dear, I have to go out and star the preparations for the forthcoming show, it's now only 11 days away, so I have a lot to do. Can I leave you to look after yourself for a few hours? Love and kisses, Alice xxxxxxx Alex was pleased. It gave him time to sort out his undercover role without compromising too much with Alice, because she was also a suspect, albeit an unlikely one. He dressed in a short red summery dress with a halter neck top that he's found in the wardrobe in the guest room. He'd also found a white halter neck bra and put his falsies in that and a pair of matching knickers. It was warm enough to go without stockings, and as his newly shaven legs looked so feminine, he knew he could carry it off. He also found a pair of red 2 - 1/2 inch heeled sandals that looked divine. But before putting them on he painted his toenails and his fingernails in a matching deep red varnish. He only applied a light make-up himself as he wasn't yet confident in his efforts, but when he stared back at the mirror he was pleased with the results. Finally he brushed out his hair into a long wavy style that fell down past his shoulders. Having prepared himself for the outside world, he started to make some calls. He spoke to a colleague in the department to set up his alter identity. James Pierce, aged 22, an antique dealer - well he knew a bit about antiques, so he thought he could probably bluff his way around the subject. He arranged for a driving license, birth certificate, NI number and other necessary documents. The department created a virtual history for James. Alex asked for the documents to be biked around to Alice's flat by lunchtime. Next he arranged to rent a flat not far from his own in the name of James Pierce and he hired a car, also in James' name. All these were expenses he could legitimately claim back, but now he had to go shopping for Jenny Pierce, James' tranny alter ego, the girl who would be entering the competition. He had about 3 hours before the documents would be delivered, so he caught a taxi into town and spent a small fortune on Jenny. Using cash, he purchased dresses, skirts, blouses, tops, lingerie, shoes, boots, bathing costumes, make-up and jewelry. He wasn't sure if he had been made by any of the assistants, but to be honest he didn't care. He was just enjoying the experience of shopping. He got himself measured up in the first store and then used that help to buy the rest. He didn't try too many articles on, for fear of being discovered, but everyone assured him that if the clothes didn't fit, or weren't right, he could bring them back for a refund or exchange. After almost four hours of shopping, Alex returned to Alice's flat exhausted. The taxi driver had brought all the bags into the flat, and Alex tipped him handsomely, although by the look on his face, Alex thought the taxi driver was expecting more than just a monetary tip. Flopping down on the sofa, Alex rested. But within minutes, his reverie was shattered by a sharp knock on the door. Alex tripped down the hall and opened the door on a young constable carrying a large brown envelope. "Hi, I'm looking for Sergeant Ward," said the young man, staring at Alex's ample tits. "Shit", swore Alex under his breath, I forgot about that, he won't hand it over to me looking like this, he thought. "Come in!" Alex said, "I'll get him for you." Alex showed him into the lounge, while he dashed of to the guest room. He quickly removed his shoes and dress, keeping his bra and knickers on, though he removed the falsies (he wasn't sure why he kept the underwear on - it just felt right). He washed off the make-up and put his now dry male clothes back on and pulled his hair back into his customary low-slung ponytail. He checked himself in the mirror, and was sure he looked like just an ordinary male. "Hi constable," he said as he entered the room, "You were looking for me?" "Are you Sergeant Ward?" the constable asked, looking at him slightly suspiciously. "Yes," replied Alex, and he passed his warrant card to the constable. "Right sir," he said, comparing the photo of Alex on the card with that of the person in front of him. "Well, everything looks in order, sir. I have these documents for you from the Specials," said the young man. "Thank you," Alex said, taking the large envelope. "I'll just check everything is here I asked for, why don't you take a seat while I do that?" The constable lowered himself into the sofa, but remained somewhat stiff. Whether it was being in the presence of an officer or because he felt something was not quite right, Alex was unsure, but he definitely saw the tension in the young man. "Relax constable," said Alex. "You look like you've got an ironing board shoved under your shirt." "Sorry sir," replied the constable, somewhat unconvincingly, but he did let himself go a little bit. While Alex checked that all the documents were there that he needed the young constable stared around the room. It was still littered with bags and bags of shopping, and he could see sexy clothes and lingerie were the main ingredients of the mix. "Is your friend not joining us sir?" the constable asked somewhat nervously, with a slight blush colouring his cheeks. "Ummm, no she popped out," Alex replied without really thinking it through. "Really sir? I didn't see her." It was then that Alex realised that he was still wearing the nail varnish and it was rather obvious. Alex closed his fingers into a fist to avoid the signs, but it was clear the constable had noticed and was not happy about the deception. "Sir," he said with a slight catch in his throat. "Yes constable." "Can I just say that you looked lovely before, and if you hadn't given yourself away with the nails, I would never have guessed your were the same person as the beauty who opened the door to me." "That's very kind of you to say so constable, but the girl is my undercover assignment and I must ask you not to mention it." "Oh no sir I won't, but it would be nice to meet her again sometime, out of work, so to speak." "Really?" said Alex, somewhat surprised at the reaction the constable was giving. "Um yes, I'd really like to take her out on a date, if you think she wouldn't mind. Sir." "Well I'm not, sure," said Alex. "I think she might like that, yes, OK after the case is solved I'll get her to call you and arrange something." The constable hurriedly wrote a number down in his notebook, tore out the page and handed it to Alex. "Call me," he said pleadingly. With that he left the room and let himself out. "Well, well, well," said Alex out loud, "who'd have thought." He was a very handsome young man, probably about the same age as Alex. Yes, he would enjoy the date. Of course he had to solve this case first. Alex stayed in his male clothes, got his new purchases together and called a taxi to take him back to his house. There he changed into some clean clothes, filled two suitcases, one with clothes for James, and one with clothes for Jenny. Then he caught a cab to the accommodation agency, picked up his keys to the new flat, collected his hire car and drove to his under-cover life. The flat was a bit small, and fairly utilitarian It was on the 1st floor in a Victorian town house, with a basement flat, a ground floor lobby and flat and another above his. All the flats were occupied, but he didn't expect to see his neighbours. His discreet enquiries had told him that one flat was a young married couple, the basement flat housed a single girl, a nurse, and the top flat was shared by two guys, "Probably a gay couple," thought Alex. Which a few days ago may have bothered him slightly, but now, well how he could he possibly complain, when he was so much in that world now, and after what had happened to him in the past couple of days. Alex spent the next few hours just unpacking and getting the flat into a state where he felt comfortable. He then called Alice, but there was no reply. He kept calling Alice's flat, he didn't have any other number. By about 9.00pm he was starting to get worried. He didn't know her usual movements, but the note hadn't suggested that she would be late. Alex jumped into his car and drove around to the flat. He walked in through the lobby and took the stairs to her floor. Immediately he knew there was a problem. The door was open, but there was no light on in the hall. He pushed the door open and stepped into the dark. "I thought you'd never come," said a voice from behind him and then the lights and his senses went out. To Be Continued