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Hello all! This is my first attempt of writing a story. I have read so many of yours so far; I just had to add one of my own. I hope that it is not my last story. Most of all, I am one of the world's worst spellers, so please forgive me on any mistakes that I do make. Thanks and enjoy! Allissa Wondering Eyes Chapter 1 He let out a soft moan. The bedroom was dark and the only person in the room was Albert. Albert was a cross dresser. He had just finished pleasuring himself as he always did. Albert would get dressed up in wonderful female clothing and pretend he was a woman. From there, he would just let his imagination go wild. It would only take him a couple of minutes reach climax, but when he was finished, he felt as if he had missed out on something. It felt great to climax. It was just like when he had sex with a woman. Still, deep down inside, he knew that what he was trying to do was not working. He rolled over and got up from the bed. Sighing, he went about getting out of his female clothes and cleaned up all the little items he had used to accomplish his transformation. He put his make-up back into its little case. He folded up his clothes and packed them away. All of it put into a neat little bag he had gotten from an old store many years ago. Then Albert took the bag and hid it deep in his closet. For Albert was still hiding his desires to dress from all of his friends and family. No one knew about his dressing or his longing to one day live life as a woman. He had thought about confessing to one or two of his close friends, but always backed out of it at the last minute. But having to continue with this secret of his was starting to eat him up inside. If there was only a way to tell someone. He sighed once more and then climbed into the shower to wash away what was left of his fantasy. Climbing into his car, Albert tossed his gym bag on the passenger side seat and closed the door. Bringing the small car to life, he backed out of the driveway and sped off down the road towards the gym. Albert prided himself on keeping himself fit. Not only did he enjoy working out, but he liked to keep himself from showing any signs of male aging. Like getting a little tummy or getting that extra chin some men were sporting these days. Plus, it helped him keep a flat tummy and athletic legs for when he dressed. He also made the effort to not work out too hard and build excess muscle in areas that would take away from his desired "female" shape. Pulling into the parking lot, Albert hopped out and climbed the stairs up to the front doors of the Gym. Digging his wallet out of his pants, he pulled out the membership card and showed the receptionist. She in turn flashed him the entry code number for the locker room. As always, she flashed him an alluring smile too. He blushed as usual and headed for the locker room. Man she was a good looking woman. If I could look like that, I would be a happy man. Albert chuckled as he thought to himself, "I mean a happy woman!" As he made his way to the locker room door. He reached for the handle, but as he did, the door fell away as someone on the other side opened the door. Still caring the momentum of wanting to open the door, Albert fell inwards and came to rest up against the person who had opened the door. He hit with a thud. Almost knocking the wind out of him. He looked up as he managed to get his balance back and to apologize when he saw who it was. It was Bruce Atkins. The gym's head trainer. Bruce had been the one who had signed up Albert when he first came to the gym. "Oh, sorry there Bruce. I didn't mean to run into you like that. Just you opened the door before I had a chance to..." his voice wandered off as Bruce helped him back to his feet with his huge hands. Bruce stood about 6'2" and weighed in at about 230 lbs. He was a strapping man with not an ounce of fat on him. It didn't hurt that he was a stunning man as well. He turned heads where ever he went. Women cued after him, and men wanted to be around him. He was popular, and a great person to boot. He always had time to talk and offer any help if needed. As he did in this case. "Easy there. You okay? Sorry to catch you off guard like that." "Oh that is okay. I should be more careful anyway." "Albert right?" he asked. "How are you? Well besides almost falling on your face?" Bruce chuckled. "I am good. Keeping busy. Thanks. You heading for your workout?" "Yes, that is right. Going to work on my chest and arms today. Let me know if you need any help with anything. Okay?" And with that he was off. Albert watched him head off down the hall towards the weight room. Man he was big. Albert's eyes followed him down the hall, and before he knew it, he was starting at Bruce's ass. Suddenly realising that he was, Albert spun around and went into the change room. As Bruce turned the corner, a smile grew across his face. He smiled wickedly. Albert worked out for about an hour at a time. He liked to keep his workouts more geared towards a high cardio workout. Lots of running and stair climbing. And once again, he found himself reaching for the door to the locker room. This time he was more cautious. He had no problems this time as his hand came to rest on the door knob and he turned and entered the locker room. He quickly got undressed and showered. He didn't like to spend too much time in the showers. A while back someone was cornered and beaten up. They never did catch the attacker. So the gym installed cameras to show who was entering and leaving the change room. Since then, they never had any problems. Even so, it made Albert uneasy to be there. He turned off the water, grabbed his towel, and headed back to his locker. Just then, Bruce came powering around the corner, almost running into Albert again. "Whoa there." Bruce dodging to one side to avoid running him down. "Didn't see you there guy." He turned and looked at Albert who was trying to keep himself covered with his towel. "Sorry, I wasn't looking. Seems like I keep running into you today. Sorry." Albert turned and went to his locker. Another smile crossed Bruce's lips and he turned and walked to his own locker. Albert dressed quickly and put on his coat. He had to get out of there. Remembering what happened last time he stared at Bruce, he wanted to avoid any opportunity to get another chance. As he picked up his gym bag and turned to leave, Bruce stepped from the shower room. But this time he was naked. Albert just stopped dead. He was caught with fear and amazement. He looked at the huge man towering before him. He was a good six inches taller than him and much wider. His shoulders and chest were chiseled and perfect. His arms were strong and muscular. His stomach was flat with traces of a six pack rippling through. Albert continued his inspection of the big man in front of him. His eyes came to rest on what hung between his huge legs. Albert couldn't believe his eyes. Bruce was hung! He just stared at it. He had seen other men before, but this was different. It was as if he was entranced by it. It just hanging there. He had the urge too... "You okay there?" It broke him out of his stare. Oh God what had he done? Albert felt his face filling as he blushed. He felt his stomach just drop. He was like a deer in the headlights of an oncoming semi and no where to go and feet rooted to the spot. What should he do? What should he say? Bruce was still standing there. NO, he was now almost posing as if he was a male model having his picture taken. And was he smiling? Albert had to get out of there and now. Building up the courage, he managed to blurt out, "Sorry," and sped off for the door. Bruce just watched as the now red faced man almost ran for the door. Bruce keeps smiling that smile. He watched the door closed and then turned to his locker. Chapter 2 Closing the door to his apartment behind him, Albert leaned on the door and sighed. Oh God what had he done? How embarrassing that was. He couldn't believe that he had just gawked at Bruce like that. And why did he become so mesmerized by the man's penis? He had seen other guys before, but when he did catch a glimpse of any mans package, he would quickly turn away. But this time it was different. He just had to look. Something inside his mind wanted to look. Needed to look. And the strangest part of that, was that he liked what he saw. "Am I going crazy?" Albert said out loud. Shaking his head he walked into his small apartment and set about making some dinner. But as he prepared dinner, his mind started to wander again as it would do from time to time. He pictured himself being swept up off his feet. Carried in the arms of some big strong man as they moved up the stairs to the bedroom. Looking into the man's eyes she could feel the passion between them. She could feel her heart pounding with in her chest. This powerful man moving her with ease into his arms made her feel safe and protected. Looking at the man's face she watched as he moved them into the bedroom and then towards the bed. Setting her down on the mattress, she looked up at him. Smiling she watched as he started to take off his clothing. Then when he was naked she looked at his beautiful body. He was so amazing, so perfect. Her eyes came to rest on what was between his legs. Oh my, she thought, then it suddenly looked familiar. Yes. That was the same penis in the locker room! Oh God! She was looking at Bruce. It was Bruce! He moved to her and then climbed onto the bed and lay beside her. Looking into her eyes he leaned forward to kiss. His lips came so close to her lips. Bruce leaned in and... Whoa. Albert shook his head. He had been imagining being a woman being seduced by her lover. He had done that a million times, but this was the first time that he had actually imagined someone he knew in the roll of the man! He didn't even want to think of Bruce Atkins, he just appeared. The kicker was, he liked the idea of what Bruce was doing. The thought of Bruce brought the thought of being with a man closer to reality for him. Albert was taking another step forward towards his idea of some day wanting to be with a man. But what was he doing? Bruce is not gay! He was probably far from it, and there was no way that Albert would be able to get anywhere near the guy, let alone be able to somehow get him to think that Albert was a woman. The whole idea was just a figment of his imagination, and that is all it would ever be. Albert sighed once again at the realization that he would be a man for a very long time. *** Bruce climbed into his sports car and sped out of the parking lot at the Gym. He had had a great day. He had gotten all that he wanted accomplished; had an excellent workout, managed to insure him another years work as head trainer at the Gym by seducing his boss again this afternoon in her office. She was such a push over. All he had to do was smile and woman just fell on their backs. He loved this power. He stepped on the gas a little more as he merged onto the freeway. He loved the thrill of life. Taking things to the edge and back was what he lived for. He pushed the accelerator right to the floor as he changed lanes to avoid the slower traffic ahead. He was living life to the fullest. His mind then came to rest on the image of Albert. The guy had totally checked him out in the locker room. Bruce smiled again. He knew that the guy had checked him out before. The first day he met the guy, he knew he was into men. But that is not what Bruce liked about him. He liked that fact that Albert was shy about it. The mannerisms and the way he acted around him seemed not at all like other guys or even other gay men did. Bruce was not gay by any means, but he felt that Albert was attracted to him in a way no one else had. He started to smile again. He liked the idea of what Albert was doing, but wasn't sure on how to proceed. He was not gay nor did he want to become gay. He loved women and craved their bodies for his pleasure. And for some reason, he wanted Albert for that same reason. That was odd? The idea just popped in his head. He wanted Albert to be his toy. But how could that be, the guy was a guy not a girl? He could never bring himself to be with another man, no matter what he felt. Blowing past another car, Bruce slid over to the exit lane and slowed to exit the freeway. He didn't think anymore of Albert or his quick little fantasy. That night Albert climbed into bed and turned off the lights. He closed his eyes and tried to sleep. All night he had been having reoccurring thoughts about Bruce and him standing there all big and glorious in front of him, naked. His thought would run wild from there. He kept feeling the urge to reach out and touch Bruce. Hold him and have Bruce hold him in return. But that was stupid. Bruce was into girls and last time Albert checked, he still had a flat chest and a small penis between his legs. He rolled over and emptied his mind and drifted off to sleep. As Bruce turned off his light. He rested his hands behind his head. Lying there in the darkness he closed his eyes and imagined his last conquest. A beautiful blonde. She had been a waitress he had picked up a week ago. He imagined her going down on him. She was good at giving head. She had been able to pleasure him in ways few other woman had. He felt the sheets above his waist start to lift as his erection grew. He watched as her soft hair touched his skin as she moved up and down hard cock. Her lips wrapped around his penis, her tongue pleasuring him over and over. He could feel himself tightening. She continued to suck harder, faster. He could see she enjoyed it. Her soft moans as she sucked at him were soothing yet erotic. He felt himself peek and she knew it and she slid him deeper into her mouth as he shot his male drink into her. She took it all, swallowing every drop. Letting out moans of enjoyment as she finished all of him off. Looking down at her again he watched her look up at him. And what he saw shocked him, smiling up at him through the long light brown hair now was Albert. It was his face, yet softer and a little more female. He had the body of a woman, he was naked and he could see that Albert had all the parts that one would find on a woman. Bruce shook his head and opened his eyes. He quickly looked down to where Albert should have been. But he was alone. No one was there at all. What had he dreamed? More so, WHY had he dreamed it? He couldn't place the reason. He wasn't attracted to men, so why did he imagine Albert looking up at him. He had the expression similar to what he had on his face when he had been staring at Bruce in the locker room. He shook his head again in an attempt to get the thought from his mind. He quickly changed the topic in his mind and sleep quickly took hold of him. Chapter 3 The morning came quickly and Bruce liked to meet the sunrise every day with a good run. He laced up his sneakers and placed his head phones on and clicked on the CD. The music started up and he headed off down the road on his 5 mile run. Bruce had not slept well. His sleep was filled with uncertain dreams and voices questioning what he was doing. He had never felt so uncertain for a long time. It had taken Bruce a lot of hard work to get to where he was in life now and to have such disturbing dreams was not like him. He picked up the pace. He continued on his run pushing himself a little harder than per norm. He wanted to get some peace in his mind right now and by running hard, he could do that. Yawning and stretching his arms, Albert reached over and pushed the snooze button one more time. He liked getting up slowly in the morning. Gently awaking to a new day. He had had such wonderful dreams that night. All of them full of him in soft flowing dresses walking along the beach with his new lover. A strong man. A big strapping man. And yes that man was Bruce. Albert couldn't figure out why he was suddenly so possessed by thoughts of the man. But in his dreams, it all seemed to make sense. Bruce was going to be the man he would be with. The only problem with that was that Albert was not the woman in his dreams that he needed to be. There was no way that he could be nor that Bruce would ever want to be with him to begin with. But none the less, the dreams had been wonderful, and he was not going to mess his head up that early, so he just enjoyed the memory of the dreams and got up and had a shower. Albert had to be at work that day for about 12:30pm. So he figured he would do a little surfing on the net. He loved to do shopping and exploring about TG's and any other related topics he could find. He had ordered dresses and underwear from many sites in the past, but was always looking for new ones to explore. He was in luck this morning. He came across a page that he had not seen before. It was a breast form online store. It had all the latest items out there. Realistic looking attachable forms that fit you just like you had breasts! Your partner will never know they aren't really yours! The add read. Yah right Albert thought. He scrolled down the page looking at the different types of forms. When he came to the bottom, he noticed a small word. It said "transformation". He moved his curser to it and clicked. The page changed and it showed and image of a man. He was standing in front of a mirror naked. Albert watched as the image in the mirror slowly changed from that of the man into that of a woman. He thought it was great! Ah the world of computers, wouldn't it be nice if that was real. Just then the words "It is real" popped up and then faded away. Albert wasn't sure what to think of it. He figured that it was just timing that he had said that and the words appeared. He looked at the picture of the man again. He was naked and still looking at himself in the mirror. The reflection in the mirror was the same as the man again. Albert watched again as the reflection again changed into that of a woman. But this time Albert didn't say anything. He waited to see if those words would pop again. To prove that it was just some computer program set to repeat the message over and over again for as long as the page was up. Nothing appeared. 'Hmm...' he thought, 'that is funny.' Then suddenly the words popped up: What is funny? Albert blinked as he watched the words fade away. He couldn't believe it. "I must be imagining it." he said out loud. No you are not. The words slowly faded away. Albert couldn't believe his eyes. What had just happened? Was the computer talking to him? No it couldn't be. "Naah, must be going crazy." You are not crazy. The screen blinked. Albert spun around looking for someone he thought would be there. He looked all around the room. But no one was there. He got up and went to the window. Still no one in sight. How can this be happening he thought? The computer can't be interactive like that. Or can it? He walked back to the computer and sat down. The picture was still running through its paces just finishing changing the image of the man into that of the woman. He opened his mouth and said, "Hello?" Then there was a pause that seemed to last for ever. Hello Albert. The computer displayed. Albert nearly jumped out of his chair. Wow. "How is this happening?" You asked a question. "No I mean, how is it that you can hear my questions?" Albert asked. You selected Transformation, which brought you to this web site. For some special individuals, who are selected, get sent to this particular web page. You Albert are one of those special people. This program will answer all questions you ask of it concerning the reason you came here in the first place. The screen flashed at a rate the Albert could read. He just stared. He couldn't believe what was happening. His mind filled with a thousand questions that just spurred on more questions and from that more questions. He closed his eyes and tried to hold onto reality. He clamed his thoughts and tried to come up with a question he could ask this computer of his. "How did I get selected?" he asked. You have been watched by our organization for some time now. Every time you came online, we watched what sites you went to. Why you seemed to select them. And from there you were determined to be a test subject. "Test subject? What do you mean?" The screen flashed: We would like to make you an offer. An offer that you will never get again in your lifetime. And it is a one and only chance to answer. So please take the time to think about it before you answer please. Albert blinked. What could they be talking about? An offer that I will never get again? He then looked at the picture of the man in front of the mirror. He watched as the reflection began to change again. His heart started to race as he started putting two and two together. "What is the offer?" he asked. He watched the screen. Nothing happened. He waited and waited. Still nothing. Then the screen flashed. Our offer to you is to test a new line of shape wear clothing we are testing. We will send you the items for you to try. If you like them, you may keep them free of charge. If you do not. You just send them back. "Shape wear? What kind? You mean breast forms?" Albert asked. Another pause. We will send you a package with the items inside. All you have to do is follow the instructions inside and then fill out the questionnaire online with the address included on how you like or dislike the shape wear. Would you like us to send you our new test items? You will have to answer yes or no to this question. The words faded away. Albert didn't know what to do. He thought to himself. Should he agree to this offer? It couldn't hurt. They would just send me the items and if I don't like them I send them back. No cost to me. Well why not? "Yes, I will try the test items." he replied. The screen went blank. No words appeared. No pictures. Nothing. Albert waited and waited for the computer to respond. Just a blank black screen was all that was there. "Hello?" he asked. Nothing replied. He tried to move his mouse. No curser. He tried typing on his keyboard. Nothing. Then there was a humming noise then a beep. His computer started to re-boot. It loaded up the latest system operating system that it would normally do. Then it popped up his desktop icons and pictures just like it did every time he turned it on. Hmm that is weird he thought. He clicked on the internet and traced his way back to the new site he had found. When the page came up with all the breast form selection, he scrolled down to the bottom where the "transformation" word had been but it was no longer there. He refreshed the page and scrolled down to the bottom. Nothing. That is weird. He looked at the clock. Oh God it is eleven am, I have to get to the gym if I want to get to work on time. He clicked off his computer and got up and got ready to leave for his workout. Bruce pulled into his usual spot at the Gym. He climbed out of his car and opened the trunk. He pulled out his duffel filled with his uniform and training clothes, closed the trunk and headed into the Gym. His run that morning had done him good. He felt refreshed and ready for a good days work filled with lots to do. He smiled as he thought about if his boss was in her office yet. He thought he would go check and see if she had had a good morning so far and maybe make it a great morning for her. He laughed as he opened the door to the entrance. Yep it was going to be a good morning. Chapter 4 Albert walked up to the door of the change room. He paused for a second to allow the would be person on the opposite side to open the door. The door never moved. He entered the entry code and heard the buzz as the door unlocked and he turned the knob and walked inside. He quickly got dressed and headed for the cardio part of the gym. It was full of tread mills and stair climbers and rowing machines. Albert moved to an empty tread mill and climbed on. He selected his normal program and pushed the start button. The track whirred and started to move. Soon, he was running along at a good pace. Albert tried to clear his mind. What had happened on the computer was so strange, looking back on it now, it almost seemed as if he had imagined it. He pushed it to the back of his head and continued to run. At the back of the room, through one of the windows in the entrance doors, Bruce stared at Albert. He thought he had seen him pull in. He was going to talk with this guy today. He had come up with a plan while he was bending over his boss in her office that morning. Actually, it was more of a hunch. He was going to follow Albert home and see if his hunch was true. It had all come to him while his boss was pulling her clothes off that morning. While they both undressed, he noticed the same look of amazement on her face as he did on Albert's face the other day in the change room. And as uncanny as it was... as soon as his boss was underneath him on her desk, he imagined that she was Albert. He needed to have him there. But he wasn't sure why he imagined him as a woman being fucked by himself. These thoughts were so odd to him, yet they possessed him. He had to know if Albert was in any way a cross dresser or even femme in any way. This would explain why he was having visions of screwing the man silly. Bruce watched as Albert ran. He noticed that he even ran with his wrists limp. He almost seemed to run like a woman. Bruce shook his head. He was checking out some guy on a tread mill. This had to come to an end soon or he was going to go crazy. Just then Albert stepped off of the treadmill and made his way towards the change room. Good Bruce thought. I will follow him home and confront him tonight. As Albert made his way to the change room, he thought he had caught a glimpse of Bruce at one of the doors at the back of the room. He turned to look, only to find and empty window. Hmmm? I must be getting jumpy or crazy or both! Albert made his way to the change room, showered and got dressed and headed out of the gym. He looked at his watch. 11:30. He had to be at work for 12:30, so he had some time. He climbed into his car and sped off toward his home. As he did, a sports car pulled into the lane behind him, but some distance back. Far enough for Albert not to notice. The drive took Albert only five minutes to get home. He climbed the outside stairs to his apartment and unlocked and entered. On the street below, Bruce slowed to a stop and took a moment to note the street and address. He would wait until it was after hours and then make a surprise appearance at Albert's door. Bruce smiled. He couldn't wait. He was sure of his hunch now. There was something that just screamed that Albert was different than other men and he was going to prove it. But what would he do when he did prove it? The images of his boss straddling him in her chair as she rode him burst into his head. He could see her white breasts bouncing up and down. Her long hair flowing around her shoulders. He stared into her eyes and Albert stared back, but not the male Albert, the female version. Bruce felt his pants start to bulge. An evil grin crossed his lips as he put the car in gear and drove away. Chapter 5 Closing the door behind him, Albert threw his car keys onto the hall table and made his way to the kitchen. It had been a long day at work and he was hungry. He had stopped at the supermarket to get some food for dinner. Putting the grocery bag on the kitchen table he headed back to the front door to put away his jacket and shoes. As he passed the living room, he saw a cardboard box on the coffee table. What the? Where did that come from? He moved towards the box. I had his name and address on it. No return address on it. No other markings what so ever. Where did this come from? He backed away and thought. Then it hit him. The computer this morning. Could this be the Test Shape Wear they were talking about? If so how did they get into his apartment? Then he thought that if they could talk to him via his computer, odds are, they could get into his apartment. But was anyone there? His skin tingled as he thought that there might be someone there. He quickly searched his small apartment. He found no one. He was alone. He made his way back to the box. He sat down on the couch and looked at the box. It was not very big. About a foot high and just as wide. He picked up the box and gave it a light shake. There was something in there. Thinking that it probably was the new Shape wear they had sent him, Albert quickly opened the box. There was a sealed bag inside. Through the bag he could see a pair of women's high heel shoes and some clothing. Attached to the bag was an envelope. The outside read, "Open this first." Out side of Albert's apartment across the street was a sports car. Inside sat Bruce. He had been there for some time now. He was waiting for Albert to come home. He had just seen the man pull in and walk up to his apartment. Then some of the lights had come on and then a shadow in front of the window that appeared to sit down. Bruce thought that he would go have a look to see if he could see anything. Closing his car door quietly. He moved stealthily up the stairs to the landing outside of Albert's apartment. He moved to the window staying in the shadows. He moved to the edge of the window and managed to find a crack between the blinds inside of Albert's front room. He could just make out Albert; he was sitting on his sofa holding a box. He couldn't make out the man's face but could see he was shaking the box. Curiosity took hold of Bruce. What was it the he had? Bruce had watch Albert go into his place with some grocery bags, but no box. He watched as Albert opened the box. He saw him take out a bag with some dark things inside it, but could not make out what was inside the bag. He saw Albert then pull an envelope away from the bag and open it. Albert opened the envelope and read the letter contained inside. It read; Dear Albert, Thank you for choosing Transformations Inc. We are pleased to send you this package. It is our latest in form wear for the man that wants to look and feel like a woman. We guarantee all of our products 100% and there quality of them are second to none. Please take the time to make sure that all the listed items on the list attached are included in the contents of the package you have just received. If not, please log on to the internet and enter the enclosed web address. If all is accounted for, please read on. Take the time to check the contents of the package now. Items: 1 Black Pair of women's high heel shoes 1 Pair of thigh high nylons 1 Pair of Lace Panties 1 Lace Bra 1 Gold necklace 1 pair of gold ear rings 1 woman's hair brush Please make sure all items listed are contained in the package. Albert looked at the plastic bag. He opened it taking out the contents one by one. As he did he laid them out on the table in front of him. As the list stated, all the items were there. He looked at them lying across the table. He blinked. He couldn't believe that they had sent him all these things. But he was a little confused. None of the items seemed to be form changing items. No corsets or breast forms. He double checked the bag and then looked in the now empty box. Nothing else. Just what was in the bag was there and it matched what the listed had. He read on; Since you are now reading this, we are happy to inform you that you have received you full package of Transformation Shape Wear. You are welcome to try these items out for as long as you wish and if you so chose, if you like what the form wear does for you, please feel free to keep them. If you are not happy or chose not to keep them, just put all the contents in back in the box and leave them outside of your door and someone will be by to pick them up right away, no need to call. Now on to your instructions for use of the items. These items have been made to create the best results for the wearer. All you have to do is to put on the items one at a time and allow for about thirty minutes for the shape wear to take effect. At no time will you need to make any sort of enhancements to the items. Just apply them as you would any other item and wait thirty minutes. If you decide to take off the items anytime before the thirty minutes are up, the process will stop and you will have to start over again. You must be wearing all items for full effect. If you choose just to wear certain items, they will still need the thirty minutes but will only take effect on the area they are designed for. Once the items have been on for thirty minutes, the forms will have taken effect and you will notice the form changes to your body. The longer you wear the form wear, your body will hold the shape the form wear has given you for two times the time you have been wearing the form wear. For example, if you wear the form wear for an hour. The changes will remain for two hours after you remove the items. So after your half hour of wearing the items and you remove the items, your body will remain in the new shaped way for one hour. And so on. Please not that all items need thirty minutes to take develop the form. No less. We recommend that if you are going to use all of the items, that you start with the clothing and then the jewellery and then the shoes and then use the hair brush. With use of the hair brush; make the strokes through your hair even and equally as long for best effect. The longer the strokes, the longer the results, the shorter the strokes, the shorter the results. And again, this requires thirty minutes of use for the effects to take hold. The letter continued on. Albert was so confused. How was this supposed to shape his body? They were just clothing. How was this going to make him look like a woman? If he puts these items on, he will just look like a man in women's underwear. But since he said he was going to try them he might as well do so. Plus he couldn't wait to try on those great looking shoes! Watching from outside, Bruce had watched Albert open the bag and start taking out women's clothes. So the guy was a cross dresser! He knew it! He was not going nuts. He had not been able to see all of what was in the bag but he had been able to make out shoes and a bra. He now watched as Albert got up and started to undress. The guy was actually going to put on the clothes. Perfect! He would wait for him to get dressed and then knock on his door. He could catch him in the act and confront Albert about all that he had been noticing about the man. Bruce's lips spread wide as he saw his plan coming together. He watched as Albert moved towards the table. Chapter 6 Albert had taken off his clothes, and put them in his bedroom and made his way back to the living room naked. He was debating weather he should put on some make up and if he should shave his face? But he figured that he should just try out the clothes first and if they did anything like they said they were going to, then he would make any other polishes that were needed. He sat down on the sofa and slid on the nylons. As he did, he noticed a tingling sensation as he did. The material seemed to have a wave of light follow up his leg as he rolled the nylons up. They felt cool on his skin. He then rolled the second one up and the same sensation. It felt wonderful. He smiled a bit as he looked down at his now black nylon covered legs. Not bad he thought. They fit just right too. He then reached for the lace panties. He slipped them up his legs and around his bum and then over his male member. Again, he felt the soft cold tingle as they formed around his lower body. Wow, they fit perfectly too. He the reached for the Black lace bra. He had put on enough of his own that it was second nature for him to put it on. He put his arms through the straps and then fastened the clip at the back and adjusted the front so if he did have breasts, they would now be neatly cupped in the bra. He felt the cool tingle again. He shivered. Wow, this fits perfectly too. Not too tight and no baggy cup in front. The bra cup just stretched across his flat chest. He looked at the coffee table, and then took the ear rings and saw that they were clip-ons. He quickly clipped them on to each ear. He felt the gold clip on his ear lobe. The same sensation passed through his skin, a cool tingling sensation. He then reached for the necklace. It was a perfect match for the earrings. He clipped it around his neck. Once again the cool tingling sensation spread through his skin and this also caused a tingle inside his throat. He tried to clear his throat but the tingling just went away. Albert then reached for the shoes. He put them on the floor and sat down and slid them on. He felt each foot slip into them perfectly. And with each, the cool tingling passed up his foot to his ankle. He sat there fully dressed in what he was sent. Just the hair brush sat there. He picked it up and looked at it. Hmm I wonder what I need you for. The brush tingled in his hand. He suddenly had the urge to run it through his hair. So he did. As the brush touched his head, the familiar sensation was present. The cool tingling spread through his head as he brushed. It did feel nice. He thought it would be so wonderful to have long hair to have use for a brush like this. He continued to brush his hair. He then felt a grumble in his stomach. He had forgotten to eat. He quickly got up and walked to the kitchen or at least tried. These heels were kind of tough to walk in. He almost twisted his ankle a couple of times as he made his way to the kitchen. Keeping the brush in one hand, he brushed at his hair. With the other he started to get some food ready. From outside, Bruce had seen much of what Albert had been up too. He was amazed. He had never seen a guy put on women's clothing before! It was like he had just been watching a woman get dressed. Albert seemed to know what he was doing when he put on those clothes. Didn't look like he had worn high heels much though. He had seen Albert stumble as he walked into the apartment. He had almost let out a laugh. But he quelled that quickly as not to be heard. He couldn't see Albert anymore. Seems like he had gone into the bathroom or the kitchen. He could see the shadows of him moving around the apartment. Then he heard the sound of a car pulling into the parking lot. He looked down and saw a family getting out of their mini van. It was the family that he had watched leave earlier. They had all piled into the mini van on some group outing. The thing was, they lived right next to Albert. They were for sure going to discover him spying. He had to make his escape now before being discovered. He turned quickly and quietly moved away from the stairs and down the landing to the other end of the building where there was another set of stairs. He then descended the stairs and across the street to his car and climbed in and watched. That stupid family. I was just about to bang on Albert's door and confront him. Now I can't. He watched and hoped that the kids would all pile into their apartment and close the door. But to his fears, two of the three children stayed outside and playing Frisbee while there was still some light. They had obviously been given the toy from the restaurant that they had gone too. It would be another hour before it would be too dark to play. Bruce sighed. He would have to wait. But since his theory had been proven, he was willing to wait. He now knew that he was not going crazy and that Albert had been checking him out. And he now wanted to confront the man about why. He then thought. 'What am I going to do then? So the guy puts on woman's clothing. That does not make him a woman. He is still a guy in girl's clothes.' The thought spun and spun in his head. Every time he thought of it, he liked the idea of telling Albert what to do. It must be the thought of him using his power of women and taking that power and using it on Albert. That thought made him smile. Yes. That was it. He liked the idea of making Albert become a woman. If he couldn't do that, then he was going to make him act like one best he could. Even if it was just to prove a point. He watched the children play, biding his time. Watching the water and pasta boil, Albert moved to the counter to cut up some veggies. All the time he had been brushing his hair. He had felt a bit of a draft earlier since he was only wearing underwear, he had pulled on the ladies bath robe he had purchased awhile back and set back to making dinner. He looked at the clock. It had been almost 25 minutes since he had put on the clothes he had been sent. He thought that he was just going to end up wearing the clothes for a little longer and then maybe throw on a skirt and a tight top and just lounge in his new clothes and then go to bed and pleasure himself as a woman and then go to sleep. Just then the phone rang. He put down the veggies and went to answer the phone. He picked up the phone and went to say hello... But no words came out. He tried again. Nothing. The voice on the other end was talking in some strange language. Albert tried one more time... still no voice. He grabbed at his throat. He could feel it was cold. The voice on the other end had hung up so Albert did the same. He walked into the living room and sat down. Puzzled, he thought how did he loose his voice? He had not had a cold for years. He didn't feel sick or and tightness in his throat like he did when he had had lost his voice a while back. He went to speak again. Just a light sigh came out. Funny. He looked at the clock. It read 8:47pm. Three minutes to his thirty minute time limit. "That is funny," he said. He heard it that time. But he wasn't sure who had said it?! It was the voice of a woman he had heard. "Who is there?" He said. All he heard was a woman voice ask the question. He looked around. No one was to be seen. He reached for his throat again. Holding it he spoke again. "My name is Amber." He was shocked. He wanted to say my name is Albert. But what came out was Amber. Then he felt it, his throat, or better described felt that something was missing. He swallowed. His Adam's apple was not there anymore... "What is going on?" The woman's voice said. Albert spun towards the mirror and got up... as he did... he noticed for the first time the weight on his head and neck, and the bounce in his chest. He moved to the hall mirror and stared in disbelief. There in front of him was a woman looking back. It was him but not him. He reached up to his head... from it hung long light brown hair. His hair was now past his shoulders. He looked at the brush in his hand; it had long light brown hairs in it. It had been a clean brush when he had started brushing, but he never felt the hair until now. Then he noticed his face. No more five o'clock shadow. His face was smooth and soft. His eyes were more pronounced and his eyebrows were thin and shaped. His cheekbones were more defined and his lips fuller. Albert's mouth slowly fell open as he explored his new face. He couldn't believe it. "I can't believe it," he said. He watched himself speak and heard his new voice leave his now full lips. "Oh my God!" the voice whispered. Albert spun to look at the clock. 8:50pm. It had been thirty minutes! He then felt a tingle run down his body. It started in his head and made its way all the way down to his toes. He closed his eyes as it did. It was like someone was running a freeze ray across his body. The sensation left as quickly as it had come. Albert shook his head. Looking back in the mirror he saw the image of the female him staring back. He put the brush into the pocket of the robe, as he did, he noticed the shape of his chest. The round shape of his chest. He looked back in the mirror as his hands came up to explore what he saw in the mirror. As his hands came to rest on the new forms, he felt his hands touch them. Not just his hands touching them, but the round shapes could feel too. "Oh my God," he purred again. He moved his hands down to the tie belt of the robe, quickly undid it and pulled the robe off. Albert let out a loud squeal. His eyes came to rest on the now shapely form his body had taken. The bra that he had put on now held two perfectly round B+ breasts. He moved his hands to them, cupping them. They were REAL! He moved his hands across them. He could feel himself move them. The sensations were real, the breasts were real! He then looked down at them. Then light flesh of the tops of them sitting perfectly into the bra strapped around his chest. Again he looked up and said to the mirror, "Oh my God!" in his new femme voice. Looking down he saw that his waist was now much slimmer and he had hips! He looked in the mirror now at his figure. His waist was much slimmer. His eyes continued down to the thin lace panties. He then realised that he was feeling hot and excited. With this sensation, he was expecting to feel his erection grow. But he felt nothing of the sort. The hot sensation was still there, but just a tightness between his legs was all he felt. He shot a look back at the mirror. "NO WAY!" his sexy voice called out. His hand shot down to his flat crotch. He slid his hand between his legs and all he found was a soft small bulge. Not the penis that he expected. He felt around with his fingers. Nothing. He looked down. He had to look around the breasts that now stuck out from his chest. Pulling the panties from his waist he looked down hoping to see what he thought should be there. But his cock was gone. He looked back up at the mirror. He moved his legs open a little to see what he now knew to be true. He now had a vagina and the soft bulge in his panties showed just that. He then noticed that his legs them selves were much slender than they used to be. Two long slender legs came down from his hips all the way down to the heels he was standing in. "Oh my God it worked!" he cried. The woman's voice rang through out the apartment. "I can't believe it worked! I am so amazed! Listen to my voice! Look at me! I am a girl! OH WOW!" Albert spun around. He started walking around his apartment. Back and forth from room to room. Feeling his body move as he did. Feeling his body move in the heels that seem almost natural to walk in now. He move to his bedroom and flung open his closet. There was the bag of clothing he had. He pulled it out and opened with a furry. Dumping the contents of the bag onto the bed he pulled out the long black dress he loved and climbed into it. He was amazed it slid on so well! It fit better than it had ever did before. He went to zip it up at the back. "Owee..." He squealed as his now long hair got caught in the zipper. Realising that it was now there, he swung it to one side and pulled it up the rest of the way. There he thought... Turning and looked at the mirror on his dresser. Oh my. That is so amazing. "Amber, you look great!" He stopped. What had he said? He thought of himself. For the first time he realised that he was thinking of himself as a woman. Amber was her name. Her name. He thought of himself as a she now. Wow. This form wear really does work! I am a woman. "I am a woman!" She said to herself in the mirror. Bruce watched as the two kids closed the door to the apartment. He quickly climbed out of his car and made his way to the stairs up to Albert's apartment. It had been almost an hour now since he had seen Albert put on the clothing. He had hoped that he had not missed his opportunity to confront Albert. He wanted to catch him red handed. If he had already changed out of the clothes then his surprise visit would not have the effect he wanted. He figured if he could catch Albert dressed then he could use the power he had over woman on Albert. He would have no choice to but to accept his fate. He climbed the stairs and came to the window. He peeked through the crack in the blinds. He saw a figure walk into the kitchen. He caught a glimpse of a high heel going around the corner. GOOD, he smiled. Albert is still dressed. Perfect. He moved to the door and raised his big fisted hand towards it. Chapter 7 Amber was spinning around in front of the mirror. Watching her body turn and spin. She could not believe that only a short while ago she had been a he. "I was Albert but I am not Amber, a girl! I am a Real GIRL!" She let out a giggle. Every once in a while running her hands over her new form. Her breasts bounced around in her bra, the weight felt so good. Her panties clinging around her newly developed womanhood. Her shapely legs moved side to side as she walked around the apartment in her tight black dress. It was just as she had dreamed when she was a man. As she walked past the coffee table, her knee caught the letter she had been reading and it fell to the floor. She bent down to pick it up. She stopped and looked at her chest. Her breasts were hanging now almost falling out of her bra and out of the dress. The cleavage was perfectly shaped. She smiled, "I can't believe it. I have boobs! Awesome!" She giggled as she took hold of the letter and began to read where Albert had left off. Now that you have completed you transformation you must take note of the time you wear the Transformation Shape Wear. As stated before, the longer you wear it, the longer you will remain in this form. To change back you must remove all of the Shape Wear. Once the elapsed time is over, your body will take the form of your body was before you put on the Shape Wear. Once you take off the clothing, you can put on the clothing back on, but your body will still return to its original form. So it is recommended that you remove it all at the same time in order to have an even return to your original form. Warning. While you are in your new form. You are that form. Your body will function as if it was born that way. This means that when you need to use the wash room, you will have to do so as you new form dictates. If you remain in the female form for an extended period of time you can encounter female biological functions. Including menstruation! But take note. That due to the chemical reactions of This form wear, if you encounter any fluid from the opposite sex you stand a very good chance of making the physical change permanent. Any mouth to mouth contact will have some side effects, but will only prolong your body in the form of a woman longer even thought you have removed all clothing items. If you have intercourse with a man and he ejaculates inside of you, the change process will not be able to be reversed. You will remain a woman for the rest of your life. There is no way to return you to your original form. So take care with your new body. Take small steps. Enjoy your new you. Thank you for using Transformation Shape Wear. Amber blinked and looked up. Wow. I never even thought about that. Let alone the fact that I could even have sex with a man. Just then there was a hissing from the kitchen. Amber realised that she had left the pasta boiling on the stove. She dashed into the kitchen to find the pot overflowing and steam filling the room. She reached for the pot, as she started to lift, it was heavier that she then it was from before. She had to use two hands to lift it and set it aside. "Whew!" she sighed as she stepped back. I guess that I am not as strong as I used to be. There are some things that I need to get used to then. He mind drifted back to the letter's warning. If you have intercourse... you will remain a woman for the rest of your life. Her body shivered. She was not sure if it was from the fear or the excitement of that idea. Just then there was a knock at the door. Not thinking Amber walked to the door and got a hold of the door knob, unlocked it and was about to turn it and open the door. What am I doing? I can't let anyone see me like this. She took her hand from the door. With out thinking, she called through the door, "Who is it?" She cupped her mouth in attempts to silence the voice she had just used! Bruce took a step back. A woman's voice had called from the other side of the door after the door had been unlocked. Could that have been Albert? Could he change his voice to sound like a woman's as well? If he could, it sounded real. Bruce called back, "It is Bruce Atkins." Oh God! It can't be? How does he know where I live? She quickly lifted the blinds to peek outside, and sure enough it was Bruce. What am I going to do now? Amber tried to calm herself. I will just pretend that I am Albert's sister and send him away. "How can I help you?" she called in response. Bruce couldn't believe it. The voice was that of a girl's. He was sure of it. How could Albert do that? He had the right apartment. Maybe he could make his voice sound femme. Bruce smiled. He was going to get to the bottom of this and right now. He reached for the unlocked door knob. "I am here to see Albert, is he in?" "He is in the bathroom, can you come back later?" Amber called out. She had to get rid of him. Putting her hand on the door. A vision then shot through her head. She could see him holding her, the two of them embracing in a passionate kiss. Her body stirred in a way she had never felt before as a man. She almost wanted to pull him in through the door way and kiss him. She shook her head. What is she thinking? The letter. If she had sex with a man, she would stay a girl forever. She couldn't let that happen. She was already thinking of herself as a woman. She had to change back before she got carried away. "Well it is really important; can I come in and wait for him?" Bruce tightened his grip on the door knob. "I am sorry, but I am afraid I..." Bruce turned the knob and pushed into the apartment. Amber stepped back quickly as the door swung in and Bruce pushed his way in. What was he doing? Bruce moved into the apartment and closed the door and locked it with one quick movement. He stood before her. Towering over her. His big form almost blocked the light from the hall light. She took another couple of steps back. She went to speak but Bruce cut her off. "I know you are a cross dresser Albert!" Amber just stood there. Her mouth hung open. How did he know? How could he? "How do you know?" her soft voice quivered as she asked. "I suspected something was different about you when I first met you. Then when you checked me out in the shower the other day, I was almost convinced. But I came here tonight and watched you dress through a crack in your window blinds there." He pointed to the window. Amber tried to cover herself up. Trying to hide the fact that she had the body of a woman now. "I see that you do cross dress now. And I have to admit that you to a really good job too!" He stared. Oh God he knows. What am I going to do? Amber's heart just sank. She couldn't believe someone had figured her out. "But how? How did you know?" Bruce could see that Albert was upset. Deeply upset. He had not figured on this. He expected the guy to do something completely different. But all he saw was this guy who now looked like a woman starting to cry. He was not sure what to do. Albert was now sobbing. He moved to her. "Stay where you are! Don't come any closer!" She said just shy of a scream. His voice sounded so much like that of a girl. What was going on Bruce thought? "Look, I don't want to hurt you. I am sorry. I did not mean to upset you. Really. Please don't cry." Why was he talking to him like this? He was treating this guy like he was a girl. He wasn't sure, but the way he talked to him seemed to be working. "Look, it is okay. It is not the end of the world. I won't tell anyone. I just wanted to come and talk with you." He took a step closer. Amber looked up at the towering man. She could feel tears running down her face. The man's face looked so kind and warm. It made her feel a little better. His voice was calming. She tried to manage a smile. Bruce saw that she was responding to him. He reached out his hand. "Here, let's sit down and talk about this. Please?" He said to Amber. Amber sniffed and knotted and reached out her hand and took his. It was then she noticed that her nails were longer and her hands were smaller than they had been. They seemed tiny in comparison to Bruce's huge hands. He led her gently to the sofa. She sat down and crossed her legs like any woman would. He sat at the other end of the sofa. "I didn't want anyone to know about me. I sorry I got upset. I just couldn't help it." Bruce looked at Albert. Amazing. This guy really did look like a girl. He acted and sounded and moved just like any other woman he had ever known. Simply amazing. "Look Albert. I am not sure why I had to confront you about this. I just had this gut feeling that you were different than other people. I had to know. I am not going to tell anyone. I promise." He smiled at him. Amber looked into Bruce's eyes. He was so handsome. Why was he being so nice? She was sure that anyone ever found her out that they would make fun of her and go tell everyone. But not this man. Maybe he is as good as he looks! She smiled back and let out a laugh. "I am glad. I am glad you know. I am glad someone knows! OH God it feels good. I have been keeping this a secret for so long." She said with and excited sigh sniffling. She looked around the room for a tissue. Bruce smiled back. "I glad that you are. I am not sure really what to say now. I kind of just wanted to know if you were crossdressing. I know that now. And if I can say, you do look quite beautiful, really." What did I just say? I think that this guy in women's clothing is beautiful? But he is. He looks great! He really does look like a girl. "Really?" Amber said with a stunned look on her face. Is this guy coming on to me? She sniffled again. Remembering there was tissue in the bathroom, she moved to get up. "Where are you going?" Bruce put out his hand. "To the bathroom, to, to freshen up." She said with a giggle and smiled at him. "Oh okay." He watched as Albert got up and moved to the bathroom. He walked across the floor like he was a real girl. That dress was stunning. And he filled it really well. He could not believe how real this guy looked as a woman. "Just make yourself comfortable, I will be just a sec." Amber called as she closed the door. She took a tissue and blew her nose. Even that felt different. She looked up in the mirror at her female self. She took a deep breath and the let it slowly out. And then again. What a relief. What had just happened was so amazing. She felt so free to have someone know that she was a cross dresser. She smiled. Wait. What if he figures out that I am a girl? A real girl? Oh God. He thinks that I am Albert in these clothes. I have to get out these and change back to the old me. But wait, that is going to take at least three hours. Oh girl what have you gotten into? Well I guess I don't have to tell him. If he thinks that I am just a guy in girl's clothes then that is okay. But my voice, he must be curious about that? But I can say that I have been practicing. Yeah, that will work. He will believe anything I say. I will just talk with him and then send him on his way. Then I can change back and it will be back to normal. Smiling Amber turned on the tap and washed her hands and face and dried off. But then looked up in the mirror. Something was missing. Ah. Make-up. Should I? Well he is already here. Why not look my best? So Amber put on her favourite lip stick and mascara. Just a bit of eyeliner and blush and she was ready. Then she noticed the perfume she had left out from last time? Smiling at herself in the mirror, she picked it up and lightly put on some. Putting the bottle down, she stepped back and looked in the mirror. Wow, she looked great! He is going to flip when he sees me! WAIT, what am I thinking? I am not trying to attract him. I am just going to talk and then out he goes. But in the back of her mind, she thought what better time to see if she could attract a man. She was after all a woman now. What could it hurt? He thinks that I am a guy, so no worries! As Bruce sat and looked around the room, his eyes came to rest on the coffee table. There was the empty box and plastic bag that he had seen through the crack in the blinds. Then he saw the letter. He picked it up and began to read. As he did, he looked up at the door to the bathroom. Albert was taking his time in there. What was he doing? He returned to the letter. He read on and on. His eyes then came to the warning part. Could this be real? His eyes started to get wider and wider. According to the letter, Albert was some how now a real woman. How could this be? He looked again at the box and the plastic bag. There was a blue shimmer to the bag for a second, and then it was gone. He looked back at the letter. The same shimmer crossed the paper. It felt cool in his hands. Just then the door to the bathroom opened and Albert stepped from the room. Bruce quickly put the paper down before Albert could see what he was doing. He looked up and stared. There was Albert. He had freshened up alright. He looked simply amazing. He had put on some make-up. His hair was brushed and styled better and he just fit into that dress like it was made for him. He looked like a woman. Then he thought there might be some truth to the letter after all. Bruce smiled. He was going to find out if he could make Albert into a woman for ever. Chapter 8 Amber stood in front of Bruce smiling. She felt like she was showing off. But she liked it. She realised that he was looking at her like he had done to many a beautiful woman in his life time. She then realised that she wasn't sure what to do next. Then she realised that she was starting to blush. She saw that Bruce was still smiling. So she quickly moved back to where she had been sitting. She sat down and crossed her legs then let out a big sigh. Amber turned to Bruce and asked, "So how did you know that I was dressing?" Bruce looked at her, "Well I wasn't sure. Just things that you did I caught onto that made me seem a little suspicious. I didn't know for sure until I saw you put on those woman's clothes earlier." Amber blushed again realising that he had been watching thought the window. Then she realised that he may have seen him unpack the box, and seen that letter. She looked quickly at the table. The letter was still there where she had left it. Good, doesn't look like he has seen the letter. "So what was it that made you figure it out? I didn't think that anyone would have noticed me doing anything." Bruce smiled. Albert couldn't speak like that if he was still a real guy. No way. That stuff he must be wearing must have done the trick. So if I can keep him in those clothes for a while longer, he should stay a girl for the rest of the night. That will be more than long enough for me to make it permanent. "It was just the way you did small things, like the way you ran on the tread mill. You ran with your wrists limp. The way you checked me out in the shower. I have seen women make the same face when they see me naked. I kind of just imagined you as a girl and a lot of things fit. And well now that I am sitting across from you. This proves it." He motioned towards him. "I have to say, you do a great job at dressing. If I didn't know you were a guy, I would really think you were a girl. How do you get your voice so feminine?" Bruce asked, knowing that the question might put Albert on the spot. Amber blushed again. It almost seems like he knows that I am a girl. But he couldn't have read the letter, could've he? "Umm I just practice a lot. It w