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Computer Geek to Pretty Freak ? by: Little Miss Vicky Kay
I was the hottest programmer in the office until Jill showed up. She
was a tall punk woman with artificially red hair. She had piercings and
tattoos and she was hot and very intimidating. I was short and thin and
a bit nervous around women so I was shocked that she took an interest
in me.
After our first date she was thoroughly bored with the movie, the
restaurant and the bar I took her to. I was surprised when she insisted
that we go to my place. She walked in amazed at the boring place. It
was like she was visiting another country. I have a plain apartment,
but I love plants and I have them everywhere. My cat Tesla usually
doesn't like strangers, but he didn't seem to mind Jill. Things were
going well until she wandered into my bedroom.
"So Steve, what're you into? I love repressed types, they have all
sorts of sordid fantasies."
"Um, Jill, please don't. . ."
"You're too repressed to hide your smut in the top drawer." I tried to
stop her, but I was too late. She opened the bottom dresser drawer and
there she found my stash of nighties. She picked up the frilliest baby
doll and underneath, there sat the last thing I wanted her to see.
There before her was my stash of porno paperbacks all with the theme of
men and boys being made to dress up as little girls.
"Jackpot! Steve, you're blushing." I grabbed the nightie from her. She
picked up a book called 'Man to Girl: The Story of One Man who Became
the 9 year Old Girl of His Dreams'. "No definitely not Steve. Stevina?
Serena? Stefanie? Yeah, Stephanie. So Stephanie, you gonna put that on
and come to bed or what?"
She opened the book and sat on the bed ignoring me. I was already hard.
I couldn't get out of my boy clothes fast enough. I pulled the nightie
over my head and moved to put my arms around her.
She slapped my hand and then slapped my face. She took my chin in her
hand. "Stephanie, listen to your aunt Jillian. Girls like us always
wear the matching panties if we have them." I turned to go back to the
drawer, which she kicked it closed. "For tonight, you can borrow mine
sweetie." She undid her black leather miniskirt and let it fall to the
floor. She took off her black lace crotch less panties and handed them
to me but before I could put them on she pulled my face into her
wonderful musk scented pussy. She had me please her several times and
then left. I thought that was the end of it.
The following Monday at work I sat down at my computer and turned it
on. Jill was now my wallpaper. I chuckled. I went to open my compiler
and it went into a Teddy Bear Adventure program. That I couldn't get
out of. A talking kangaroo introduced himself as Socko.
"You must be Stephanie! He said before I could turn the volume down.
Well Stephanie, your auntie Jillian says we'll be going on an adventure
this morning! But before we go, make sure you put on the panties and
camisole in the bottom drawer! That way folks in Teddy Bear Land will
know you're a girl. Auntie Stephanie says she'll squeal to everybody
about your fetish if ya don't. We'll get started as soon as ya' have
those panties on! Heh! Heh! Heh!"
I stood up fuming mad and went into Jill's cubicle. "What in the hell
do you think you're doing?"
"Just having some fun Stephanie. Have you met Teddi and her little
heart bear friends yet?"
"Listen, I have some important stuff due this afternoon!"
"Yeah, so? Get those panties on and go through the game, or you get
nothing done."
"Where's Tom?"
"What are you going to tell Tom? Hello Tom, Jill is making me play a
video game that makes me wear panties. Tell her to stop being mean to
me. Please let me be there if you go to your boss with that story. I
can't wait for you to explain your hard-on to him too." She patted my
crotch and my dick sort of jumped in my pants.
"This isn't over!"
"Nope, not if you're not wearing panties it isn't. Oh, hi Tom!"
I turned in terror and there was nobody there.
"Mr. Socko's waiting. Oh, and Stephanie?"
"What?"
"Great sex last night huh?"
"For you maybe."
"I'll bet you played with that thing five times after I left. God you
were turned on. I'll bet it was most exciting thing that ever happened
to you. Now go put on your panties before Mr. Socko gets mean about it.
Of course, he knows you like to be spanked."
I went back to my desk and got the panties and camisole from the
drawer. There were a few other items as well. A lollipop, a princess
Barbie doll and some lace trimmed white socks. I changed into the white
camisole and panties discretely in the men's room having to wait for
several people to leave first. I put the socks on too before putting my
Dockers and dress shirt on over them.
It was a game for little girls. The program had me lick the lollipop
and change Barbie's clothes twice. I had to successfully hopscotch,
jump rope, make cookies and dance the hokey pokey on screen before it
restored my computer to normal. It was now noon and I had a project due
in about ten minutes. When I brought it up, I found that Jill had
already finished the code for me and it worked perfectly.
I put the disk in my pocket and headed for the meeting with Tom. I made
sure to give Jill credit for the last few lines of code. He nodded
absently and asked me to take a seat.
"You work with her, do you think she'd go out with me?"
"Well Tom," I said, "she might be more than you bargained for."
"How so?"
"You have no idea Tom."
He looked at me strangely for a second and a knowing smile came over
his face. "You did her!"
"Well . . ."
"Damn, how, when, Jesus this is huge. Little Stevie got himself laid
with the punk chic!"
"Look, man, I promised her I wouldn't say anything okay?" I left it at
that, but the news spread like wildfire through the office. Pretty soon
they had us making it on a trapeze.
I got up to leave at the end of the day and as I left my cubicle there
was Jill putting her arm around me. "I heard through the grape vine
that you really gave me a good dicking last night. Thanks Stephanie."
As she walked me out we passed Tom's cubicle. She stopped and whispered
in my ear. "Waddya say we tell him what really happened Stephanie. It'd
be a real hoot!" When Tom looked up she stuck her tongue in my ear and
I jumped.
"Hey Tom," she said, maybe the three of us should go out some time."
Tom just stared blankly at her as she guided me out of the office. Once
on the street she grabbed my hard cock. "Ooooh, Stephanie likes her
panties. Why does such a good girl want to be soooo bad?"
"Listen Jill, I can't."
"Sure you can. Look Stephanie, I like you, but you have to lighten up!
Trust me just one night and if you don't have the most mind blowing
night of your life, then go back to your cubicle and your repressed
little masturbatory world. I'll let you be my little girl. But you have
to promise to be good."
"Jesus Jill, I . . ."
She put her fingers on my lips. "Shush Stephanie." She pulled a big
multi-colored lollipop from her purse, unwrapped it and handed it to
me. I took it passively but didn't lick it. "Stephanie, as a girl you
know your life only gets better if you develop some oral fixations. She
grabbed my hand and shoved the sucker to my face.
"I'm going home Jill. Please, just leave me alone!"
She grabbed my hand and before I knew it she had handcuffed me to her
and was pulling me along. "This is more serious than I thought
Stephanie." She was a little taller than I was, but I should have been
able to handle her. It was just that she was so aggressive and I was so
submissive. I didn't even slow her down. I don't think I wanted to.
She took us to an alternative clothing store just up the street. The
huge guy in the black lipstick didn't even blink when she handcuffed me
to the counter. "Hey Brick, any petticoats come in lately?"
"Yeah Jynx," he said to her and turned to jeer at me, "pretty pink ones
for your girlfriend here."
"Get her out of those boy clothes will ya' Brick? She's got some
dresses to try on." She tossed the key to my handcuffs to Mr. Black
lipstick that was at least a foot taller than I was. He undid the cuff
and proceeded to unbutton my shirt. I should have run, but I didn't. I
was afraid of Brick, but I was also intrigued by how hot it was to be
undressed by a scary punk guy.
"Nice," he said when he saw my camisole. He reached for my pants and
undid the belt and the zipper. He pulled them down with one big fairly
violent action to reveal my panties and my hard cock. "Take off your
fucking shoes." he said. I complied but before I could take the pants
off he had me pushed down on the floor on my back and was yanking them
off of me. "Nice socks. You buy 'em here?"
"Uh, Jill got them for me." was all I could say.
He yelled into the empty store. "Jynx, your girlfriend's ready. Hurry
up she's already got a wet spot. If the police close me down again
because you're playing with one of your bitches I'm gonna be real mad."
I looked down at my wet spot and blushed deeply. Jill led me to the
changing room where she gave me a great big pink petticoat and a very
short pink and white satin party dress and some unopened white tights.
"Hurry up Cinderella, we've got a ball to go to and prince charming is
expecting to ball his little girl tonight.
I put on the dress, petticoat and tights. She had me put on the lace
trimmed socks over the tights. She produced a can of spray on color and
gave my shoulder length jet black hair a wide streak of magenta. She
put sparkly eye shadow and light pink lip gloss on me and added a pair
of patent leather Mary Jane shoes.
She sat me down in an old barber's chair and called for Brick who
pierced my left ear and put in a stud attached to a long dangly fluffy
pink ball. She put her leather jacket around my shoulders and put a big
pink bow in my hair and took me to a bar I didn't know existed for
dinner.
Despite the rough appearance of the people, they were incredibly sweet
to me. Her PVC clad friend Cat sat down next to Jill in the booth while
we were eating. "This you're latest Jynx? Cool, could use a little
attitude but sweet you know?" She turned her big brown eyes to me and
asked, "You know Jynx long?"
I started and realized that she was talking to me. Until now, this
whole thing had seemed surreal and I had barely gotten any say for the
last couple of hours. "Uh, we met at work," I said, "she sort of took
over."
"That's just Jynx, she takes over everybody. You get used to it. She
just wants people to wear their weirdness on the outside where they
belong. How long you been dressing up?"
Jill stopped eating and looked up awaiting my answer.
"I, um, gosh since grade school." I had never told anyone before and I
blushed deeply. "My sister dressed me up for her friends during a
slumber party. She was in Jr. High and they thought I was a riot. I got
to stay for the whole night and listen to the boy talk and they made me
get their food and drinks and curtsy and sing little girl camp songs
with them. I guess it stayed with me."
Cat kissed my hand tenderly. "I, for one would love to have you be my
slumber party bitch." I blushed deeply and she left.
Jill scooted over in the seat and took my hand with the bright red
lipstick stain on the back of it. "She likes you Stephanie." I blushed
even more deeply. "But I think she should know that you're probably
going to end up boy crazy. Brick likes you too you know. I could set
you up."
"This is crazy Jill."
"Yup and it's time."
"Time for what?"
"The band girly, the band." She pulled me to my feet and along behind
her as we made our way to the stage. A band was setting up. All guys,
all cross dressers, all very punk but me. She handed me a tambourine
and pulled me to the microphone.
"Hello everybody, the Fabulous Fairyboys are proud to present their
latest prissy little sissy. Everybody this is Stephanie who will talk
for the next five minutes about how he came to love little girl
clothes. She handed me the mike and I sputtered and stammered and could
not talk. She coolly got a stool, grabbed me by the arm and bent me
over her knee. Before I realized that she was going to spank me, she
had my skirt up and my tights and panties down.
She gave me five very loud bare handed slaps to the bottom that echoed
in the entire room. I cried and she pulled my tights and panties back
up and turned me around holding the mike so that everybody could hear.
"Now Miss Stephanie, that was rude." Background music started to play
and it was a punk version of the "Good Ship Lollipop." She kissed me on
the forehead and led me by the hand back to the mike stand where she
put the mike back and adjusted it for me.
People started yelling encouragement.
"C'mon fairy tell us about being a freak!"
"Yo sissy boy," grabs his crotch, " This'll make you talk!"
Cat yelled louder than them all, "Steph, tell em about the time your
sister dressed you up and made you curtsy for them all night!"
"I . . . um, my sister and her friends made me dress up for them during
a slumber party," I said.
"So you were always a bitch!" someone on the back yelled.
Something in me snapped and I was able to lash out. "Yeah cunt, I was
always a bitch. I always fantasized about being a slut for men, women,
anybody who would have me. Now I'm Jynx's slut, you got a problem with
that?" Cheers went up. "Little girl clothes make me feel innocent and
pretty you got a problem with that?" Cheers again. I curtsied and they
cheered again. "So my sister dressed me up when she was in Jr. High and
made me be their maid all night and made me curtsy for them. They
laughed and laughed and they helped me to be a freak!" Delerious
cheers. "But, freaks have more fun!" Suddenly the band started playing
loud fast and hard and I danced away from the microphone. I danced on
that stage and sweated for over an hour. It was truly the best night of
my life.
I sat down exhausted at the bar. Jynx snuck up behind me and handcuffed
me to the bar and taped the keys just out of reach with a sign that
said 'Free bitch'. Some people came by and shook their heads, others
bought me drinks and others were hostile, but left me alone. Brick and
Cat stood talking for a long time and finally, Brick came over to me
and whispered in my ear, "You be a little girl for a while, but when
you're ready, I'll make a woman out of you." He kissed me deeply,
roughly and grabbed my crotch and I nearly exploded right then and
there.
Cat picked up the keys and the 'Free Bitch' sign which she stuck to my
back. "You were great out there tonight," she said. She undid my
handcuffs and deftly snapped both ends on her wrist and put the key
around her neck. "I own a maid service downtown. Work for me. I need
another cleaning girl, and I need someone to set up my computer
network. Oh, and I . . . need a cute little bitch like you to massage
my feet, play with dolls and curtsy for me. Interested?"
I blushed deeply. "I don't know what to say."
"I'll walk you home. Actually, let's skip home. I want to see those
petticoats bouncing innocently in the breeze before I defile them."
I blushed even more deeply when she took my hand and we skipped all of
the way to my apartment together. I was still winded when she had me
curtsy for her. My pretty new pink and white dress was now drenched
with sweat as was my camisole and panties. She had me strip down to
just my big pink petticoat and lace trimmed socks. She grabbed my hand
and wrapped it around the full-length zipper between her breasts. How
that thing stayed up all night I will never know. I slowly pulled the
zipper down and she pushed me down to my knees as it came down.
The whole dress fell away and she shrugged it off. She wore nothing
under it. She shoved her milky white ample breasts in my face. She put
the left nipple in my mouth and I hungrily nibbled at it and licked it
until she turned and shoved the other one in my mouth. My hands began
to explore her body but she grabbed them both roughly and put them to
each side of my mouth upon her breast.
"I can tell, we're going to have to diaper you as well. You suck so
sweetly, just like a baby girl. Baby girl likes mommy Cat's titties
doesn't she?" She bent down and fingered my growing wet spot and shoved
her cum covered finger into my mouth. She pushed my face into her
vagina and I licked and sucked until she was satisfied. I gave her
three more oral orgasms that night, and she allowed me only one. She
had me standing in front of her, one stroke, then one curtsy. That was
a month ago. If I am good, she allows me to do that once a week.
I quit my job as a programmer and went into the house cleaning
industry. You'd be surprised at how many people like having their house
cleaned by a sissy maid. Cross dressers, women who want to scare their
boyfriends into submission, people who want to believe they are avant
garde, and of course people who misunderstand the concept and think it
is just a way to get cheap sex from a fairy. The truth is, it is an
expensive way to get sex from a fairy.
I am the new lead vocalist for 'Fabulous Fairyboys' which is soon to be
changed to 'Stephanie Bed Wetter and the Fabulous Fairyboys'. Jynx
still does most of the recruiting for the band and we're probably going
to go on tour after the new CD 'Curtsy for the Lady' comes out. If you
see that we are playing your town, buy your tickets early and curtsy at
the door.
So if you're a hot programmer and a really hot redheaded punk chic
finds something in your underwear drawer besides boxers, just go with
it. You never know how it could all turn out.
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