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Sororal Twins, Part 4 free porn video
Please read Sororal Twins, Parts 1, 2, and 3 before
reading this part.
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Writer's note: I apologize for a 13 month delay in
finishing the fourth installment. I promise that the
delay will be much shorter for the next few segments.
I anticipate at the very least 2-3 more segments.
Sororal Twins Part 4: Table for Two
"Okay, let's get you out of that dress and get something
to eat."
With Jenny's assistance, I was eventually able to free
myself from my wedding gown. I kick off my heels and
picked up my jeans and t-shirt. After confined inside
my wedding gown by the zippers and buttons, it would
be nice to slip into something a little more
comfortable.
"Where do you think you're going with those clothes?"
"Um, to change?"
"Change back into this." Jenny handed me the red
dress I had worn earlier.
"You want me to go out in public wearing a dress?"
"A month from now you'll be a blushing bride in front
of hundreds of spectators. You really could use some
practice"
"But what if someone sees me?"
"Don't worry, honey, we'll get out of town a bit.
Besides, nobody would ever suspect a thing. Just
trust me."
"Why did I ever let myself get roped into this?"
"If I had to hazard a guess, it's because you're
trying to get into my pants. You're doing pretty well
so far - you're already getting into my dresses" Jenny
quipped.
Jenny helped me squeeze back into the red dress.
"Hang on just a sec..." she said as she poked around in
the closet. "Ah, here we are."
Jenny held a pair of red flats in her hand.
"You probably need a break from the heels by now."
"That's not the least of what I need a break from." I
whined.
"Oh, Mikey, be a good sport" she said as she kissed me
gently on the lips.
"We really need a different name for you - people are
going to look at us funny if I call you Mikey. I
think your new name should be Heidi."
"Why Heidi" I asked?
"Because you're 'hiding' a little something. Get it -
Heidi is hiding something?"
"Funny, very funny"
"Besides, it's a lovely name. I've always liked it,
so it's appropriate that my bride should be name
Heidi".
I wandered into the living room and watch a little TV
as I waited for Jenny to get ready.
A few minutes later, Jenny came into the living room
wearing a green dress that was similar to mine. She
was also carrying two small purses - one red, one
green. I could only imagine who the red purse was
for.
"Here you go, Heidi. A woman mustn't go anywhere
without her purse."
I opened the purse a took a peak inside. There were a
couple of lipsticks, a tub of mascara, and some
tampons.
Jenny grinned. "Hey, a girl needs to be prepared for
any emergency."
We decided to eat at the Outback Steakhouse. The
Outback was in the middle of a large mall. I nearly
peed my panties when I realized that we would need to
walk through a crowd of shoppers to get to the
restaurant.
"Shit. What if somebody sees me?"
"I seriously doubt that anyone would recognize you,
Heidi. Please watch your language - ladies don't use
such foul language."
We got into the restaurant and were quickly seated at
a table for two.
"Good evening ladies. My name is Jeremy and I will be
your waiter tonight."
Butterflies surfaced in my stomach as this strange guy
referred to me as a lady. I ordered... ordered a soda,
using the softest possible voice. After all, I did
not want Jeremy to discover that I was packing a penis
in my panties - that would have been an embarrassing
situation for all of us.
Jeremy left to go get our drinks and Jenny leaned
across the table toward me.
"He is totally checking you out!"
"Don't be ridiculous, Jenny."
"I'm serious. I'm telling you, you are one hot, sexy
mama."
I blushed at the "compliment". I hated to admit it,
but I suspected that Jenny was right - one both
counts. She had done a tremendous job of turning me
into an attractive female, and it did appear that
Jeremy had taken notice.
Jeremy returned with our drinks and we both ordered
steaks. I noticed that even when Jenny was ordering,
his eyes were fixed on me.
I could swear that Jeremy winked at me as he left our
table. It made me really nervous to have a guy
looking me up and down. In a strange way, though, it
felt nice to have the attention. It made me feel
pretty - although I wasn't quite sure if that was a
good thing or not. I had never considered myself to
be pretty before. But then again, I had never been
out in public in a sexy red dress with my hair done up
in curls before, either. At this point, the
butterflies in my stomach were fluttering full blast.
"Are you done daydreaming about our hunk of a waiter?"
I blushed and focused my attention back on my dinner
companion.
"Sorry, Jenny. My mind was somewhere else."
"You're mind until the party, remember that. If you
forget that, I'll make sure you sing soprano. You can
chase down Jeremy after I'm done with you."
"I'm not ... that wasn't ... I didn't ..." I stumbled
through an incredibly incoherent attempt at an
explanation."
"It's okay, dear. I completely understand. He's grade
A prime beef, and I can't blame you one bit."
My blushed deepened to a furious shade of red.
"You are so cute when you blush, Heidi. All the guys
love to see a girl blush."
When our steaks arrived, Jenny reminded me to mind my
manners. Ladies have proper table manners and take
small bites, she told me. I was famished, but I cut
my steak into tiny pieces just as she did.
We finished our meal, and Jenny paid the bill. Jeremy
saw us heading out the door and told us to have a good
night.
"My friend Heidi says she might give you her number if
you're nice to us again next time" Jenny told him.
I only blushed mildly this time. I could see that
Jeremy was blushing, too.
"You are such a flirt, Heidi."
"Me? You were the one who said I'd give him my
number."
"I had to give him something to keep you interested."
"No, you didn't. Why would I need a guy to be
interested in me?"
"You never know, Heidi. Our marriage might not work
out. It could be handy for you to have a guy on the
side."
I laughed at this. Jenny either had a very strange
sense of humor, or she was really beginning to think
of me as a woman. Or quite possibly, both.
My butterflies started beating their wings again as we
entered the main flow of traffic in the mall. I
couldn't help fearing that someone I knew would
recognize me.
Jenny suggested that we head back to her place, and I
heartily agreed. I craved the safe haven of her
apartment, away from the stares of me who saw me as
nothing but a sex object, another pretty woman walking
down the mall.
We cuddled on the couch and watched a movie. It was a
chick flick, but I didn't mind.
The movie ended, and Jenny and I headed back to her
bedroom.
"Stay. Please stay. I get lonely in my big bed."
Was I going to argue? Of course not. No man would
refuse to share a bed with a hottie like Jenny.
I took off the dress and piece by piece began to
remove the trappings of femininity from my body.
Eventually, I found myself naked and heaved an
internal sigh of relief. Once again, I was man.
"Wear this for me."
Jenny held a frilly black teddy.
"You don't have any pajamas that are a little more
manly?" I asked.
"You can slip into this teddy and sleep with me, or I
can kick you out into the hall in your birthday suit.
What's it going to be, tough guy?" she asked.
This sounded like a thinly veiled threat. Being
hurled into the hallway buck naked was a sure way to
get arrested for indecent exposure, so I acceded to
Jenny's desire.
"OKAY. All right. You drive a hard bargain, Jenny."
She smiled and I stepped into the teddy. She snapped
the crotch and adjusted the shoulder straps for me.
The teddy felt very soft. It was definitely more
comfortable than any pajamas I have ever worn.
She had me sit down on the stool in front of her
vanity and set to work on removing my makeup.
"I'll use a little bit of curl relaxant on your hair.
Your beautiful curls will be gone when you wake up.
She sighed wistfully. "You really look cute with
curls. It's a good look for you."
"It would be a good luck for me if I was a girl, you
mean."
"Yes, It makes you a very attractive girl" she
responded.
We fell asleep in each other's arms and I slept better
than I had in a long time.
The next morning, I magically transformed from Heidi,
super-babe, back into Mike, regular guy. My
reflection in the mirror looked just a tiny bit
strange to me. I hadn't forgotten that I was a man,
but my feminine side had definitely asserted herself
in the last day. If I wasn't careful, I could end up
in high heels and lip gloss full time.
"Honey, I have some homework for you" Jenny said.
"Yes?" I replied. "And what, pray tell, might that
be?"
"I want you to practice with heels a little more. I'm
going to send some training heels along with you. The
heel is only inch and half, but it will get you used
to the feel."
Jenny held a pair of black pumps shortish, but narrow,
heels.
"Is this really necessary? How hard can it be to walk
in heels?"
"You'd be surprised. Just practice walking and try
not to break an ankle."
I rolled my eyes and she smiled a mysterious smile -
as if she knew something that I didn't know. She put
the heels into the small blue duffel bag at her feet.
"Here's a pair of pantyhose, too. You need the hose
to get a comfortable fit." She tucked the pantyhose
into the duffel and walked toward her dresser.
"You don't want to have a visible panty line, either.
You can borrow a few pairs of my panties."
She pulled out three pairs of panties - red, green,
and a pink and purple polka-dotted pair.
"You should be all set for panties now. You have my
pink pair at your place. Are you still wearing my
white ones?"
I blushed and nodded.
"Okay. At this rate, I'm going to have to start
borrowing panties from you. Just make sure you don't
lose any of them."
I wasn't sure how Jenny expected me to lose her
panties. I wasn't going to go to a rock concert and
throw panties at the drummer.
Jenny brushed the remaining remnants of my curls out
of my hair, and sent me on my way. Next week, she
said, she would have more accessories on hand and
would make me even more feminine. I wasn't sure what
that entailed. I looked forward to next weekend with
a mixture of joy and fear. Joy at spending more time
with Jenny, and fear of how I would respond when Jenny
made me even more feminine.
TO BE CONTINUED
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