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The Bachelor(ette) Party
By Jennifer White
Anthony was going to be married to Kathleen in less than a
week. His buddies had a great weekend planned for him. His
best man, Rich, had everything all set. He rented a suite
at a nice hotel downtown. After a good dinner, the real fun
would begin. Poker, cigars, strippers, the works! The guys'
mouths were all watering at the thought. Just them. No
wives. No chicks, except naked ones dancing for them.
Kathleen of course had a feeling of what was going to
happen. She pressured Anthony not to go, but he said he had
to. It was a guy thing. A tradition. He'd never live it
down if he couldn't attend his own bachelor party! What
would his friends say?
In the end, Kathleen was forced to back down. Rich showed
up Friday night at 5:30pm to pick Anthony up. She scowled
at him, not even able to hide her disdain of this
disgusting male ritual. The drinking and the gambling
wouldn't be bad, but it was the way that they would act as
if their commitments to their women meant nothing. How
could they gape at naked women dancing in front of them?
Were they humans, or animals? Had they no decency?
***
Kathleen had complained about what was going on at work to
several of her friends. Both Alexa and Betty were married
to friends of Anthony's who were at the party. They liked
it even less than Kathleen, if possible.
Alexa had another friend who she also complained to. This
friend, named Eve, was someone very special. Someone who
could help. Not even Alexa or Kathleen could imagine what
she would do to teach the boys a lesson they would never
forget...
***
At the hotel, Rich had lined up a huge suite. It had a door
leading to another adjoining suite, so they were all able
to sleep in the rooms, and go back and forth without having
to enter the hallway. The guys started to arrive, carrying
coolers full of beer. Some brought bottles of booze. All
had cigars, and piles of cash. They'd need it before the
night was up.
First, they all went out for a huge dinner at the seafood
restaurant down the street. "Gee, smells like fish!" said
Rich as they entered the doorway.
"Yeah, he'll be smelling that all night!" added Bob, in an
unfair reference to the odor from the female genitalia.
They all gorged themselves on lobster, shrimp, and steak.
After desserts, they all walked (slowly), back to their
hotel suite.
Rich had brought a card table, and there were a couple of
other tables in the room. Soon, there were two poker games
going on, and one game of blackjack. Cigars were lit (even
though it was supposed to be a non-smoking room). They
opened up the windows to 'hide the smell', as if that would
help mask a stinky cigar.
The beer and the booze flowed freely. It was only 10pm, and
they were just getting started.
***
Kathleen and two of her best friends had decided to go out
and see a chick-flick, since Anthony never wanted to see
one with her. She thought it would be the best way to get
him off her mind that night. But as the characters on the
screen kissed, it just made her feel worse. It was like he
was forsaking her, and they weren't even married yet. She
cried, but not for the joy she would normally feel watching
a romantic movie like this.
If she had known what Eve was about to do, she might have
cried even more.
***
The room was thick with smoke, the smell of booze, and
heavy metal music when there was a knock on the door.
"Oh crap, it's the manager. We are so busted!" said Bob.
"Turn that down. Quiet guys!" said Rich, heading to the
door. He was diplomatic. He could talk the manager out of
any trouble.
He was quite relieved when he looked through the peephole,
and saw three women. Ah, his strippers! They were a little
early. He had asked for two, but hey, two... three... all
the better!
They walked in, shaking their sultry hips. They were all
knockouts, with long hair, long legs, big breasts, and
heavy makeup. All talk stopped as the men gaped. They each
carried a large bag.
'Must be their costumes.' thought Bob, as they put the bags
on the couch. The redhead talked with Rich, who was clearly
in charge of the party.
"As you know, if they find us up here dancing naked, you're
all in trouble with the law too. So we're going to lock the
door, and nobody can go until we give the word. Promise?"
He promised, and so did all the other guys.
As the blonde turned and double locked the doors, the
brunette set up her boom box, and started to play some
dance music.
"Who's the lucky guy?" asked the redhead.
"That's me!" said Anthony, slurring his words from too much
drink.
They made him sit up front, as the other guys piled around
the couches. The girls got to work dancing.
***
It was thirty minutes later, and the dances were getting
hotter and hotter. The redhead had just done a 'lap dance'
on Anthony, and he was breathless from it. The others were
rubbing his shoulders, and grinding against him a bit.
Their perfume was intoxicating.
In fact, all of the guys were so mesmerized that they had
lost track of time. And they were so focused on the women
that they didn't notice what was going on with them.
Until the redhead made Anthony sit on a chair facing them,
that is.
"Hey Bob, I must have drank too much." said Pete. "It looks
like Anthony has little boobs under his shirt."
"Holy crap Petey!" said Frank, "you do to!"
"Rich! What's with your hair! You're going bald. Now it's
down to your shoulders!"
"Why is your voice so high Anthony?"
"My voice? Yours is the one that's high!"
"My arms! Look how thin they are!"
"Never mind your arms, look how long your fingernails are!"
"Oh shit, look at my chest. I do have tits!"
"And you don't have any hair. You used to look like a
bear."
"I'm afraid to look at my legs."
"Never mind your legs, I'm afraid to look between them!"
They all were wide eyed with horror as they felt themselves
changing, moment by moment. They were all becoming women.
Very sexy women, just like the strippers, who were laughing
at the sight of the men panicking. They lose a little bit
of their plumbing between their legs, and they go crazy!
Every man in the room was tearing off his pants, reaching
between his legs, and gasping. It was all gone! Every bit
of it! They were now officially women. From head to toe,
completely female. They were pretty. They were sexy. They
were very *female*.
The redhead went around the room, and started to give them
all new names.
"You are now Tina. Pete, now you're Nancy. You are now
called Cynthia, and you're Veronica." she said.
Anthony was now Brenda, and Rich had become Marge. They
were blonde, and looked like twins.
"You are all girls now." said the redhead, who had put her
clothes back on. "Now that you have your new female names,
the first thing you must do is to get dressed up."
The blonde and the brunette had opened the bags they
brought with them, and had put outfits on the bed for each
of them to wear. Their new clothes of course were sexy and
revealing. Brenda struggled to get into her tight leather
skirt. Nancy had trouble hooking up the back of her bra.
Marge didn't know what to make of the thong panties she was
holding, and Cynthia was too stunned to even move.
But the three strippers helped each of the new girls into
their clothes. The new girls were all still reeling from
disbelief. This couldn't be happening! This wasn't real!
But as they put on their clothes, it was starting to sink
in.
Brenda was aflood with new emotions that she had never felt
before. Her mind was being slammed with female hormones for
the first time. It was hard enough to accept how she
looked, let alone the way she moved in small sexy steps,
her hips swaying.
"I'm a girl! I'm cute! I'm a hottie!" she thought.
Rich, now Marge, was similarly in a daze. She kept touching
herself on her crotch, not believing that she no longer was
a man. Only Veronica seemed to be coping. The other girls
had tears in their eyes.
"Okay girls, listen up!" said the redhead. "My name is Eve.
I am your new hostess for tonight. This is no longer
officially a bachelor party. It is now a bachelorette
party! We are going to have fun tonight, but as girls.
You're going to do a lot of things tonight that you never
imagined possible. There's no time to waste. It's almost
11:00! The bars close at 3, so we had better get started!"
The blonde and the brunette gathered the new girls into a
ring, and had them all pull up seats. They handed out
glasses with some fruity smelling punch. It was going to be
a drinking game.
"This game is called 'I never'" said Eve, who was holding a
bowl full of little folded pieces of paper. "We'll go
around the circle, and say 'I never...', then whatever is
on the paper. If you never did it, you pass the paper on to
the next girl. But if you did, you have to take a drink.
The first paper drawn said, "Kissed a boy."
"I never kissed a boy," said Anthony, who was now Brenda.
She passed the paper on to Marge.
"I never kissed a boy." she said, and passed the paper on
to Veronica.
Veronica, to everyone's surprise took a drink, then passed
the paper on.
"Veronica, no!" said Nancy.
"Oh yes, I'm afraid I did." she replied.
"You little slut!" said Marge, and they all almost fell
over laughing.
Next, was 'I never led a guy on', 'I never had to borrow a
tampon', and 'I never wore a dress without panties on'. For
some reason, when it was the turn of some of the new girls,
they took a drink! Pete had never borrowed a tampon. But he
was Nancy now. And Nancy remembered doing it several times!
So she took a drink.
After half an hour of laughing and giggling, it was time
for the next game.
"We're going to play 'Pin the tale on the male'!" said Eve.
The game was a variation of the old child's game. Except
that the blindfold was made out of men's underwear. And
instead of a tale to be pinned on a donkey, it was a
replica of the male sexual organs. And instead of a poster
of a donkey, it was a shirtless, pantiless hunk.
As Brenda stumbled, and almost missed the poster entirely,
all the girls giggled and laughed. She pinned it on his
head, which brought another round of even more laughs. And
so it went, until they were all tipsy from the punch,
giggly, and giddy with excitement.
They were no longer all freaked out that they were girls
now. Somehow, the fun of the party was contagious, and they
were all acting like any other group of women at a
bachelorette party.
***
Kathleen and her friends had gone to a coffee house after
the movie. They shared a biscotti, and drank espresso.
Kathleen seemed a little glum, so they took her to a local
bar for some dancing and some jello shots. That normally
cheered her up!
***
Back at the hotel, next was another drinking game that
involved Mardi Gras beads as prizes. They were all
surprised at what they did for the stupid beads, which they
wore around their necks proudly, the beads dangling down
into their cleavage.
"Okay girls, settle down. The next thing we are going to do
is to make each other up. You're going to pick a partner's
name out of a bowl. Then you make each other up, as slutty
as you want. Just remember that she's going to see what you
did to her, and she will have a chance for revenge on you!
So I'm sure you wont do anything too much 'over the top'!
Now let's get to it!"
The girls were all surprised to find out that they were
expert at applying makeup. As Marge did Brenda's face, she
put on a lot more rouge, mascara, and eye shadow than she
normally would. She made Brenda look sultry, but not
slutty. The overly bright red lipstick was a good touch
though!
They did each other's nails, and there was much primping
and preening of hair going on. Perfumes were applied, and
shoes with spike heels were brought out by Eve to be donned
by the new girls. Soon, they were all ready to head out.
As added touches for Brenda, she had to wear a sign on her
back that said: "Attn Guys: last chance to buy a virgin a
drink!" She also had to wear a 'pecker inspector' badge on
her blouse.
"Before we leave here, grab your purses with your IDs in
them. You'll need that to get into a bar." said Eve.
Brenda felt strangely excited about going out like this.
She tingled all over, and felt a strange twitch between her
legs, causing her butt to tighten.
"When we're out, we're going to play a 'scavenger hunt
dare' game. In each of your purses, you'll find five cards
with something you need to find or do when we're out. Each
one is worth points. Whoever has the most points at the end
of the night wins. If you have to make someone do
something, you need one of us here as a witness. Here we
go!"
The girls crowded into the elevator, as Eve hit the button
for the first floor. Brenda peeked into her nice little
Kate Spade handbag. It had this really neat thin strap, and
it was so small and cute! Inside was a drivers license with
her picture, some money, a tube of lipstick, tampons, and
oh yes, the cards. Her scavenger hunt items were:
-Collect guys phone numbers - 2 points each
-Find a guy wearing boxers - 5 points.
-Dance with a married man - 15 points.
-Collect a condom from a guy - 20 points.
-Kiss a man, get lipstick on his cheek - 25 points.
Some of the dares or items for the other girls were even
worse, or more embarrassing. This was going to be fun! They
walked down the street to the bar, smiling as they were
assailed with everything from gaping stares to hooting and
whistling from guys.
At the bar, they found their way to a big table in the
middle. Eve ordered a round of jello shots for them, as
they all read through their cards again.
"I need to find a guy with a Corvette. I'm going to ask him
over there. Why don't you come with me Veronica?" said
Nancy.
"Sure thing." she said, knowing somehow that women were
better off at a bar in pairs than alone in a crowd.
Similarly, when Cynthia had to go to the bathroom, Brenda
rose up, grabbed her purse, and accompanied her.
***
"Let's go in here!" said Kathleen's friend Alexa, as they
walked down the street. "This is a really cool bar. They
have dancing, and they always have a good crowd."
"Okay, I guess, but I don't want to stay too long." said
Kathleen.
Inside, they looked for an empty table, but it was getting
very full. Then Alexa spotted her friend Eve! She waved to
her, and Eve waved back, motioning for her to come join the
table.
Alexa, Kathleen and Jamie introduced themselves. Marge was
stunned. She knew who Kathleen was. And Brenda was going to
be back from the lady's room at any moment. This was bad.
But before she could do anything about it, here came
Brenda, smiling as she checked off one of her 'dare cards'.
Marge saw her put an unopened condom into her purse, and
knew what she had just done.
"Oh, and this is Brenda and Cynthia." said Eve, introducing
the girls as they made their way back to the table. "Brenda
is the reason we're all here. She's getting married
Sunday."
"So am I." said Kathleen glumly.
"What's the matter hon?" asked Brenda, who felt strangely
empathetic. Kathleen being glum made her upset inside.
"Well, we're getting married Sunday, but my fianc? is out
at some stupid bachelor party with his buddies. I'm sure
that by now they're all drunk, smoking, and watching
strippers or worse."
Brenda's first reaction was to defend Anthony, her former
self. But for some reason she couldn't quite put her finger
on, she kept quiet, and listened. She let Kathleen talk and
talk, venting her inner anger.
Brenda kept listening until Kathleen was done. She somehow
knew it was time for her to talk now. It was so different
being a woman! She had never listened before like she did
just now. When she was Anthony, she thought Kathleen's
concerns were silly and frivolous. But talking as a woman,
she felt the hurt and resentment that Anthony's decision to
go ahead with the party caused her. She told Kathleen that
it was all right for her to feel that way. She had a right
to feel hurt from what he had done.
"Why don't you hang around with us, and party? Perhaps we
can cheer you up," she offered.
Kathleen thanked her, but kicked Alexa under the table, and
gave a nod to let her know that she wanted to get out of
there. Talking to someone as she did made her feel a lot
better. This Brenda had been supportive and empathetic. She
left feeling much better, but she was tired and just wanted
to get some sleep. Turning in early might help.
As Eve waved good-bye to Alexa, she turned to see Cynthia
planting a kiss on one man. Nancy triumphantly waved a pair
of men's boxers she had gathered by polling guys who were
heading towards the men's room. Veronica smiled as she put
yet another man's phone number into her purse, and Marge
was watching a guys rear end with a smile on her face.
They were all girls now in every way. Their new female
emotions and desires were kicking in now. And with some
alcohol to squelch any lingering male inhibitions, she knew
that several of them would go out and get themselves laid
before the night was done if she didn't do something to
reign them in.
But why not let them have their fun? She watched Veronica
close dancing with a guy, her hand in his back pocket. Oh,
let the girls have their night out.
***
The next morning at the hotel, the girls woke up in their
beds. Some had forgotten to take their makeup off. Some
smelled of sex. All had bad hangovers. They could not
believe their night of fun as women.
They drank lots of water, took aspirin after aspirin, and
waited for the line to the bathroom (oh why couldn't that
stupid Rich have gotten them a suite with two
bathrooms???!). Eve came to the door and they let her in.
The new girls were in various states of dress (or undress),
their hangovers showing. Eve on the other hand was freshly
showered and dressed. Her hair was neat, her makeup
applied, her clothes not wrinkled. The new girls were all
embarrassments in their current state. She shook her head.
"Here, take these." she said to Nancy, handing over two
little white pills. Nancy gulped them down with some water.
Anything to get over this hangover!
All eyes stared at Nancy, as something strange happened.
She started to morph back into Pete! Soon, Nancy was no
more, and Pete was himself again! Next, Marge was turned
back into Rich. Cynthia and Brenda went next, and became
their old selves again. That left Veronica.
"No!" she said as Eve handed her the pills.
"No? Are you crazy?" asked Rich.
"I'm not crazy. But last night was the best night of my
life! This is who I was really meant to be. I'm not going
back! No way!"
"Come one Bob. You're talking crazy!"
"You're the one who's crazy. How in the world can you stand
being a man, when you could be *this*?" she said, waving
her hands across her body.
"If she wants to stay, I'm not going to force her." said
Eve to Rich. "Dear, are you really sure? If don't do it
now, you can never go back again."
"No Eve, I'm sure. This is me. This is what *I* was meant
to be. I *like* being a woman. In fact, I *love* it."
"That's okay dear, you can be a woman if you want to. No
going back. You're a woman now. Always, and forever now..."
Veronica smiled. She was happy.
***
Anthony went home to Kathleen a changed man. A man who had
been a woman for a night. He would never admit the things
he had done as Brenda. The guys never spoke of it, even
when alone together. But it was a part of him now. In his
mind, he would always have a special attachment to women.
He was himself, but something had changed forever in his
personality. The empathetic listening, the way that he
understood what Kathleen was feeling; it was all still part
of him. He knew what it was to be a woman.
Inside, a part of him still was...
Bree
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