How The Big City Changed Me Part 5 The Conclusion
- 3 years ago
- 14
- 0
How The Big City Changed Me -- Part 1 free porn video
All those things that should go here do go here: This is
fiction. It is not real people. If you think it is you, you are
wrong. You can put this story on any free sites. You can not
charge anyone for it. I hope you enjoy!
"How the Big City Changed Me"
by Chiara
My friend Paul and I had planned on moving out together and
being a couple of crazy guys without supervision since at least
back when we were 13 years old. Oh, I'm Kelly by the way. We
were going to have a cool house and a couple of Porsches and
lots of babes hanging around us. I had worked as a dishwasher at
Chinese restaurant and Paul worked there as a bus boy to save up
to move out.
Well now we were both 19 and we finally moved to the big city
and got our place. It wasn't quite what we planned. We put all
our savings together and put down a damage deposit and one
months rent on a small 2 bedroom loft above a store. Neither of
us had a car and we were dependant on the "looser cruiser" (the
bus). We were not popular with the ladies at all. Paul is
average height but slim and he was very shy. I am a little short
and I was overweight by about 40 pounds. I had long natural
looking hair, (my mom called it messy). It all added up to give
me a sort of pudgy androgynous look that I thought expressed my
individuality. To make things worse, my nose had been broken and
straightened when I was 10, leaving my voice a bit high and
nasal for a guy. So far, no ladies had given me even a second
glance. Even challenged as we were, it never stopped us from
checking out women all the time and rating them based on their
appearance. We had high hopes that moving out would be the
beginning of our bright futures even though neither of us had a
job.
For the first few days we just did what we did back home. We
rented movies with babes in them in the evenings and sometimes
went to bars and looked at babes we would never approach. In the
days, we went to the mall and checked out more babes. One of our
best methods was to go to a ladies clothing store and "browse"
for gifts for an imaginary girlfriend or relative. We often got
a peek into the ladies change room. We also became connoisseurs
of ladies fashions and what we liked and didn't like. We were
having a great time.
After about a week, Paul pointed out that we had better pound
the pavement and get some work. Otherwise we'd be moving back to
our parents homes in the suburb we spent our youth trying to
escape.
Paul pointed out that I'd better at least comb my hair and tie
it back if I even hoped to get a job.
The next morning we hit the streets looking for work.
We went to a couple of places together that had "help wanted"
ads in the newspaper, then we separated and went our own way.
Most places weren't even taking applications. I went to several
restaurants and bars and filled out applications and dropped off
resumes
That night Paul and I told each other all the places we had
gone. It turned out Paul had gone to places like night clubs and
fancier restaurants.
The next day Paul got called for a job at one of the coolest
night clubs around. It was called the Shark Club and they had
dancing and ladies nights and stuff like that. He was hired to
work in the kitchen.
I, on the other hand, did not get a job right away. Almost a
month slowly passed by and all I had to show for it was about 15
more pounds than when I moved out. The extra weight was making
me feel unhealthy and was going mainly to my tummy and chest. In
fact, I was growing what looked like breasts. Paul even used to
joke and ask for a feel. One day when I was at the bank and a
little kid pointed to my large chest and asked his mother if I
was a man or a woman. I was so embarrassed I decided that it was
time to do something about my appearance. I decided I should see
a doctor and start working out. But there was no way I could
afford to pay for the doctor until I got a job.
Walking home I went through the Chinese part of town. I passed
a little shop that had a sign that said 'Chinese Medicine' and
had other signs about quitting smoking, curing migraines and
losing weight. I decided "nothing ventured, nothing gained" and
went in.
I asked the old lady behind the counter how it worked and what
it cost.
She said it was 20 bucks and that included a visit with the
doctor and all treatments. I agreed and paid her. She took me
through a curtain and had me wait. After a few minutes a very
old man came into the room. He talked only in Chinese. I was not
sure if he could even see me as his eyes were a foggy white. He
felt my hair and my face. I talked to him but I was not sure if
he understood me. Mostly he felt and pressed my hands. It was
almost like a very deep hand massage. He wrote some words and
letters I could not understand on a note and gave it to me and
pointed me back into the store front. I gave the note to the old
lady and she went to work pulling various yucky dried things out
of bottles and cans and placing them in a ceramic bowl. She then
ground it into a mix that looked like tea leaves when it was
done. She put it in a jar and told me to make and drink a cup of
tea twice a day until it was gone. She said I had to consume the
leaves as well as the tea. She said it would take about 15 days
to finish the tea and that the results would start to happen
fairly soon and would continue for a period even after the tea
was all gone. She included a measuring spoon so that I would use
the correct amount.
I left with the bag and thanked her 20 bucks poorer with only a
bag of tea to show for it.
That evening Paul listened to my story and watched as I drank
and ate my tea. He laughed but watched with interest. Nothing
noticeable happened so Paul headed off to bed. About 30 minutes
later I noticed something. I felt I needed to exercise,
immediately! I put on some sweats and went for a jog. The first
jog I had done since I was 15 years old!
When I got back I figured I'd run for about 35 minutes! I took
a shower after my run and noticed that some of my body hair was
falling out as I washed. I was a bit puzzled but not really too
concerned.
The next morning I made myself another cup of the tea. As I
drank it, I felt a great surge of energy. "This tea really
works". I thought.
I felt great so I put on a pair of shorts and went for another
run. This time it was a longer run of about 50 minutes. When I
got home I took another shower to get ready for the day.
I noticed that my usually hairy chest was now virtually
hairless. I decided it was a small price to pay for feeling so
great. When I got out of the shower I went to the sink to shave.
I used my towel to clear a circle in the steamed up mirror. I
was startled to see my hairless chest and tummy in the mirror.
Without the hair, my chest looked even more feminine than
before!
"It's no big deal" I thought to myself. With the exercise I was
doing, and the medicinal tea's help, I'd be losing this extra
weight in my chest and gut in no time. Then I found a real bonus
to the hair loss I had noticed from my chest. My facial hair
hadn't grown at all over night. I didn't like shaving and now
there was no need for me too. I hoped that this little
unexpected side effect was permanent.
Over the next couple of days things started getting even better.
My weight started dropping.
After only 5 days I had lost 15 pounds! My belly was getting
smaller every day. I was going for a jog for about an hour,
twice a day. I was rarely tired and I felt great. I was so
pleased that I decided to take better care of my appearance. I
washed and conditioned my hair every day and brushed out all the
knots.
After 5 more days I had lost another 20 pounds and felt even
better. My legs looked thinner and more muscular. My arms were
thinner and looked nice too. I was losing weight everywhere
except my hips and bottom, and my chest. I was mostly concerned
about my chest as it wasn't getting any smaller yet at all. With
my stomach being so much smaller now, my chest was now even more
prominent than ever. I was lucky and glad that my baggy clothes
hid my chest. I was getting more than a bit impatient for the
weight loss to happen in that area, but I knew it would
eventually. My hair was healthier now too. It seemed fuller and
was easier to brush now that I was taking better care of it.
Paul commented that my weight loss was amazing. He pointed out
that my face was a lot thinner and how good my skin looked
compared to before. He noticed that my clothes were getting very
baggy. I told him that I would buy some new stuff when I got a
job. He gave me some of his old stuff to wear in the interim. A
track suit and a couple of sweat shirts and some shorts I could
wear to run in. Because I was still not working, Paul was paying
for our food and rent, and now I was wearing his clothes. I
thanked him for being such a great friend.
On the 15th evening of my program I made myself the last cup of
tea and drank it.
The next day I picked out a sweatshirt and a pair of track pants
to wear. Before getting dressed I weighed myself and did an
inventory on the many changes I had undergone. I had lost 55
pounds in less than 3 weeks and even Paul's clothes were baggy
on me now! My tummy was now flat and firm and I had a very slim
waist, but my bottom and chest were still not any smaller. As I
ran my hands up my firm tummy and over my chest I realized my
skin was much smoother than I could remember it ever being
before. As I did this I was surprised at how sensitive my chest
felt and watched as my nipples became large and erect. It was
shockingly arousing and I felt my penis start to get excited.
Immediately I ran my face under cold water to clear my mind from
where it was going.
I finished getting dressed. I pointed out to Paul how my weight
was dropping unevenly. He looked me over wearing his sweat shirt
and pants and said it would probably just take a bit longer
before my weight loss evened out.
A few days later Paul had a day off so we hung out all day then
we went to a strip bar in the evening and watched some peelers.
Good "guy fun".
The next morning I was a bit hung over. I decided to skip on my
run for the morning and have a shower. I weighed myself before
hopping in and was shocked to see I had lost 10 more pounds
since I finished my tea program. I now weighed only 135 pounds
and I was still heavy in my problem areas.
I had a long relaxing shower to clear my head of my hangover. As
I got out of the shower and realized I hadn't gotten a towel
before I got in. I put one foot on the floor and reached across
to the towel rack dripping wet. I looked to the right to see
Paul standing taking a leak. He was staring at my chest. I
hadn't heard him come into the bathroom.
"Uh, um, Kelly...." he stuttered. "You got some serious boobs on
you dude!" Paul said in amazement. "You got a tiny waist and
curvy hips too! Are you turning into a chick?" he asked.
"Of course not. Look at my penis you dick! Have you ever seen a
chick with a penis?" I asked rhetorically. "Don't go all weird
on me just cause I look a bit like a girl Paul. It's still just
me here, Kelly. Remember? We check out chicks together? We
watched strippers together last night?" I reminded him.
"Yeah, but your tits are nicer than all four strippers we saw
last night!" Paul responded.
"Really?" I asked in surprise. "Anyway, I'm sure it's just a
temporary side effect from the tea I am using. They'll go away
soon."
Paul got a weird mischievous look on his face. "This is great!
Until your body looks male again, you can go undercover dude!"
"I doubt I could," I countered, "and why would I if I could?"
"Many reasons dude!" he said.
"One, you could listen to what chicks have to say that they like
about guys. Two, you could listen to find out what turns them
on. Three, you could check out places no man has gone before.
Think of the woman's change room at the gym....or a Lingerie
store! In any case, you'd be on the other side gathering vital
information that you and I could benefit from for years!"
I had to admit that his bizarre idea was definitely a bit
intriguing.
Then a big grin came over his face. "You could help me get a
girl friend."
"How could me looking like a chick get you a girl friend?" I
asked
"It would be way easier to meet girls if I was with one! Chicks
would be more open to being friends with me and my girl room
mate than the couple of lecherous guys we really are. You could
drop hints about how nice I am. And girls always tell girls
stuff in the washroom that you'd hear and could share." he said
getting very excited.
"I don't think I could do it. And it would never work. I still
have my cock and balls which wouldn't look too feminine bulging
in my pants", I said
Paul carried on, "there's ways to hide that dude. And you owe me
for paying for everything while you pay for nothing. I'd buy you
the stuff you need to wear to look good. Then in a couple of pay
days, when your body hopefully looks male again, I'll buy you
some new guy clothes."
"Can I at least pick out the clothes I get?" I asked.
"We'll do it together. That will be our first adventure Kelly.
Now lets run you a bath. You need to shave your legs and arm
pits. You can't try on clothes looking like a refugee from the
sixties! I'll run down to the thrift shop and get something you
can at least wear out shopping."
Paul said as he quickly washed up at the sink. I wrapped a towel
around myself as the tub filled up. Paul went to his room and
quickly got dressed then left for the thrift shop.
"This was going way too fast," I thought to myself as I put a
new blade in my razor and got in the tub to shave my legs and
arm pits.....
...to be continued
Elissa
- 14.08.2022
- 14
- 0
Thangaiku Theriyaamal Amma Magalai Oothen
- 1 year ago
- 184
- 0
How The Big City Changed Me Part 4
- 4 years ago
- 16
- 0
