Melvin a Whateley Tale Part 3
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A Shocking Experience Part II: What now?
A Short Story
By Bootlover
What the hell should I do now Tony thought? He had been awake in his
daughter's body for about two hours. He had managed to bathe, dress and
eat but now what? For no apparent reason he went back into his
daughter's bedroom and checked the body on the floor. Still there,
still breathing nothing different. As he tried to figure out what to do
the phone rang.
He picked it up and said hello.
"Hi Tiff," came the reply, "it's Kim."
Oh Shit! One of his daughter's friends. Now what do I do?
"I figured you would be at your father's this weekend. What's up?"
"Not much, what's up with you?"
"I don't know, I was thinking either the mall or the football game this
afternoon. You up for either?"
"Yeah sure, which one?"
"Well, the game is kinda fun, can see those boys' butts in their tight
pants and maybe Bobby will be there to hit on you again." Kim laughed
at the other end of the phone.
Tony gave a distracted "Oh, yeah" as a response. What was he thinking?
How the hell could he go to the school and see all his daughter's
friends?
"Cool, let's do that. Want me to come pick you up?"
"Uh, yeah."
"Okay, see you in about an hour, bye."
"Wait!" Tony cried into the phone, "Kim?"
"Yeah hon?"
"Uh, what are you gonna wear?"
"The usual, jeans, crop T, you know."
He was already in the uniform du jour, what a relief.)
"Gotcha."
"What?" came a strained reply from the other end of the phone.
"Same here." Tony said.
"'K, catch ya in a few." and Kim hung up.
Kim arrived in a beat up old Jeep and honked in the driveway. Tony had
shoved some money in his pocket and grabbed a sweatshirt and headed out
the door.
"Hey girl." Kim said as she slid into the front seat.
"Hi." Tony murmured.
"Where's your dad?"
"Oh he's not feeling well so he's resting." Tony lied.
"So I talked to Pammy this morning and she's all like 'there's no way
Kevin is interested in Taneka..." and she proceeded to chatter all the
way to the high school.
Tony tried hard to follow the conversation and to keep track of the
names figuring they would play an important part in the rest of the day
but he failed miserably. They parked in the student lot and walked over
to the stands at the football field. Lots of other people, especially
students were headed in the same direction. Kim kept chatting and then
began saying hi to other girls. Tony knew a few of his daughter's
friend's names but not many. He waved and said hi to as many as he
could.
He and Kim took seats on the bleachers surrounded by about 250 or more
other students. The game would start in a few minutes and the captains
were on the field for the coin toss. Tony noticed a girl two rows in
front who had thrown her sweatshirt over her shoulders and he did the
same. The Bedford Field Hockey logo was clearly evident on her back.
Tony noticed a pretty black cheerleader who appeared to be waiving at
him. Kim began to wave back so he did too.
"Hey Taneka." Kim shouted. "Look at Pammy standing next to her, trying
to suck up, she'd push Taneka down the stairs to get at Kevin."
There were two white girls next to Taneka, one on either side. Which
was Pammy remained a mystery to him. During the course of the game
several other girls showed up and through the course of conversation
Tony learned who Lori, Kendra and Tea were.
At one point a man, who must have been a teacher, walked up the
bleachers with a little boy in front of him and said, "Nice goal in the
game Thursday, Tiffany."
"Thank you." Tony said as politely as he could.
Kim turned and giggled in a whisper. "I can't believe Mr. Timmons
always says something to you. Kendra had two goals and he never says
anything to her."
"Tiff's just a teacher's pet," Kendra teased poking Tony in the side.
"Yeah, we'll see after I ace the English test Monday." Tea said and all
the girls laughed.
At half time they all went in a pack, about 8 girls, to go get soda.
Tony actually bought a Powerade and after he had made his selection
several others did as well. He noticed that each of the others also had
a similar sweatshirt and it dawned on him that his had a number on the
sleeve, #8. All of the others were numbered too. He was with the field
hockey team, duh!
"Look at Tiff drinking the good stuff." one girl said.
"What are you running for captain already, girl?" another teased.
"She keeps playing the way she has she'll be the first junior captain
ever." said another.
"Fer sure." Kim agreed.
Tony was swelling with pride. His daughter was a good athlete, a leader
on the team and apparently doing well in one of the classes. They
returned to the stands for the second half and now the girls were
actually paying attention to the game and chatting less. They were
commenting on this player and that. The game was close but Bedford was
holding a 6 point lead. With only a few minutes to go the girls all got
up and moved down to the edge of the field. The other team had the ball
and was moving into Bedford's end. The running back was making a great
run up the sideline in front of the girls when the Bedford middle
linebacker made a touchdown saving tackle right in front of the girls.
Both players rolled out of bounds right at the girl's feet.
"Way to go Kevin," they were yelling.
The line backer stood up. He was a big black guy. One girl reached out
and patted him on the shoulder, another boldly smacked his butt. The
player turned and flashed a big smile.
"Just wanted get close to you ladies." he smiled as he went back to the
huddle.
Paula began laughing and talking. "I did it, I did it. I touched his
butt. I might not wash this hand for a week."
"How was it?" a girl asked.
"Every bit as hard as you would think."
From the day he transferred to the school every girl had noticed Kevin
Brown. A star athlete he was headed to Michigan on a scholarship,
everyone knew it.
"Taneka will be so jealous." Kim said.
"Pam says he doesn't like her," Kendra said. "That's just 'cause Pam is
hot for him."
The game ended and Bedford had held on to win. The players began to
drift off the field, talking to each other, greeting parents and
friends and generally moving in the direction of the girls. As the
players mingled among the group other girls joined in including the
cheerleaders. Taneka moved next to Kim and Tony.
"Nice tackle by Kevin," she whispered, "now if I can just tackle him."
Kevin walked into the group. He was a big player and handsome with a
dazzling white smile. Tony could easily see him endorsing products on
TV he was so handsome. He smiled and spoke to just about every one.
David Smith the senior receiver said there was a victory party at his
house tonight. Everyone was invited. Kim squeezed Tony's hand.
"Cool," she whispered, "we have got to go!"
Tony thought about it and wondered if this was a good move.
"C'mon, it's another opportunity to have fun!" Kim encouraged her.
"We'll shop first, then go home and get ready, then go over to the
party."
Kim had set the plan and Tony felt his daughter would go judging form
all the "see you theres" he was receiving from the others.
As they started toward Kim's car the pack began to dissolve a bit. Tony
heard a whisper in his ear.
"Don't look now but there's Bobby Kelton and he's moving in for the
kill."
And there were snickers all around. Coming over to the group was a
clean-cut kid. He seemed nice enough to Tony, the kind of boy he would
hope Tiffany would like.
"Hi Tiffany, hi ladies." the boy said.
"Hello Bobby..." came a chorus of replies, many of them with sarcastic
type tones. "Great game huh Tiffany?"
"Yeah, it was a nice win." Tony answered.
"Are you going to David's party tonight?"
"Maybe, I dunno."
"Well, maybe I'll see you there."
"Maybe..." there was an awkward silence and the boy smiled and waved
"Bye all." he said softly as he walked away.
"Could he be more lame?" Pam asked.
"He seems like he's a nice guy."
There was silence, the group stopped moving and all eyes were on Tony.
Oh shit, what did I do?
"Are you serious?"
"He is so lame crutches wouldn't help him and he's only a sophomore."
"Well aren't we only freshmen?"
"What happened to the famous Tiffany 'I'm going out with juniors or
better' speech?"
Tony thought about that for a minute. His daughter is talking about
dating juniors. Maybe he ought to talk to her.
"Whatever..." Tony said and started walking.
The group buzzed with chatter about Tiffany and Bobby as a couple.
There was laughter and teasing until she was in the car.
"You okay? You have been acting weird today. Not talking much,
forgetting people's names, talking about Bobby being nice."
"Just a little loopy I guess. Didn't sleep well last night. Hey, what
should we wear tonight?"
Kim went off on a soliloquy on clothes and ended up by saying they
should wear skirts, crop tops and "kick ass heels". At the mall they
went to Baker's shoes straight away. Walking in the store Kim started
browsing a section with high heels that looked to Tony like prom shoes.
After figuring out his size, his first guess was too small, Tony began
trying on some shoes. Walking in the heels was difficult so he didn't
go very far. He noticed that Kim moved pretty easily in her heels.
After trying on several pairs he heard Kim almost shout. "Those are the
ones baby! They look awesome on you. Did you bring your red skirt,
they'd go great together."
"I don't know what I threw in my bag. I hope I did."
The heels were a deep wine red, they had a thin platform, maybe a half
inch and tapered heels that ended in a point that looked like a needle
to Tony. The heels were about 5" high. The shoes had three straps
anchored to the sole on either side of the foot that crossed each other
in the middle over the instep just behind the toes and a thin strap
that began under the heel and went around the ankle. As Tony looked
down at his daughter's feet in these sandals he decided that her feet
looked very pretty and actually quite sexy.
Kim dropped Tony off at the house and said she'd be back around 8
O'clock to pick him up for the party. Walking into the house with the
new shoes Tony went at first up to the room to check on the body. Still
there, still breathing but no other change. That was weird. What was he
talking about? The whole thing is weird. He is in his daughter's body,
his real body lies motionless in some suspended state on the floor and
now he's going to a high school party! As a 15 year old girl.
After letting this momentary concern pass he started thinking about the
party, what he would wear... Holy shit, now he was acting like a 15
year old girl. From a more practical standpoint he better learn how to
walk in those heels or he was liable to kill himself, or at least break
an ankle tonight. He stripped to his panties and bra and then took the
heels out of the box. Slipping his foot into the first heel he again
noticed how sexy the little foot looked. The pretty pink lacquer on the
toenails made her toes look really cute and the straps of the sandals
looked very nice against her skin. Slipping on the other heel he
prepared to stand up. His ankles wobbled a little as he gained his
balance and then he took a few steps.
He was awkward at first and the long thin heel kept getting caught in
the fibers of the carpet but then her began to learn how to maneuver in
them. In a few minutes he walking as normally as anyone could in spike
heels. He was watching himself in the mirror as he practiced.
Eventually his eye stopped looking at his motion and style and more at
the body itself. He stood with his hands on his hips and looked at the
reflection. The body had changed some with the addition of the heels.
The feet looked extremely sexy perched high on the thin heels and
criss-crossed by thin sandal straps. The tone and muscles of the legs
were now enhanced and took on a very strong but feminine look.
Turning sideways as he had seen Karen do so many times when looking in
a mirror he saw the his butt looked higher and firmer and was now
protruding far more. He practiced some poses in the mirror, balancing
on one heel while the other foot was cocked to the side or played on
its heel. Man did he look hot! The boys at the party had better watch
out!
What?! Where the hell did that thought come from? He walked around a
little more watching his body n the mirror. His breasts bounced a bit
as he strutted and his hips rose and dipped very nicely. He whistled a
catcall whistle at himself in the mirror.
Tony reached behind and unhooked the bra. The breasts hardly sagged as
the bra fell away. However, now as he walked there was a lovely, sexy
bounce to the mounds. He felt that feeling building slowly and could
not help but tease his nipples. Watching in the mirror as his hands and
fingers explored the boobs and made the nipples hard turned him on even
further. Soon little moans were escaping his lips and his hand slid
inside the panties. He was wet again and easily slid a finger inside.
This was a quick demand for release and he fingered his pussy and clit
quickly. The orgasm was fast and not as satisfying as the one in the
shower this morning but certainly felt great. He had seen and felt his
knees buckle as the first wave hit. When he opened his eyes he was
kneeling straight up, legs spread wide one hand in his panties and one
hand cupping his breast tugging on the nipple. He looked just like a
stripper at one of the dance clubs in town.
He quickly stood up, took off the sandals and peeled off the panties.
He went in to the shower to freshen up and washed his pussy for quite a
while so that he would be clean for the party. Stepping out of the
shower and drying off he began to think about what he had to where for
the party. Back in the bedroom he spilled Tiffany's gym bag on the bed.
Inside were a pair of heels similar but not as high or as nice as the
new ones. Several short skirts and several tops as well as assorted
shorts, panties and bras. There was also a make up kit. Tony looked
through the panty selection and saw some lacy thong type panties from
Victoria's Secret. Was Karen letting her shop there?
He tried them on to see what they covered. They looked wonderful on the
hips and between the thighs. Checking in the mirror the butt cheeks
looked just as good split by a thin line of blue lace that disappeared
between the firm cheeks and reappeared below. Tony now understood the
shaving (or waxing or whatever method) that eliminated the pubic hair
around the lips and narrowed it above. No hairs showed around the
panties. In the back the lacy fabric disappeared between the two firm
cheeks and then reappeared underneath. The skimpy panties looked
fabulous and accented her hips beautifully.
Tony then walked over to the bed and selected a skirt that was a deep
red in color. He slipped the skirt up her legs and adjusted it around
the waist. Pulling up the zipper in the back he pulled the skirt to his
hips. Looking in the mirror he saw how short it was. The material
covered his ass cheeks but not much more. In the front his crotch was
fully covered but the skirt was high on the thighs. He chose a pale
yellow top that was difficult to pull over his head and shoulders. Once
on he arranged it properly and looked in the mirror. Her firm, flat
tummy was exposed from the top of the skirt at his hips to a few inches
below his breasts. The top was tight all around and clearly defined his
breasts. Even the nipples, which right now were only semi-hard, were
distinctly evident through the material. When he added the spike heeled
sandals the look was devastating. He looked more like a 22 year old
college girl not a 15 year old high school freshman.
Man do I look hot. I'll be able to get any boy at the party tonight he
thought.
He grabbed the make up case and headed to the bathroom. Opening the
case he saw so many choices of creams, powders and lipsticks he did not
know what to do. He went for something simple, mascara. He had seen
Karen apply mascara a thousand times and figured it was not that hard.
Looking into the mirror he applied the black goo with the applicator
brush. His eyes now really stood out, the long dark lashes drawing
attention very easily. Rouges, blushes, eyeliners all looked too hard
to figure out so he skipped them. He then looked at the two lipstick
choices. One was a dark almost purple color. He hated that sort of punk
look. Why the girls these days chose such ugly lipstick colors he
couldn't understand. The other choice was a light pink shade that
almost matched the polish on his toenails. It took two aborted tries to
get the lipstick on without smearing it all over his face but he
succeeded. He blew a kiss to himself in the mirror. His lips looked
succulent, wet and sexy. God, the guys will go crazy for me tonight. I
can't wait.
Back to the bedroom for one last look. Heels, legs, skirt, top and make
up had this girl looking as sexy as a Playboy centerfold. Practicing
his strut one last time in front of the mirror he felt like a stripper
or a high-class call girl. Damn women had it good. They could make
themselves as desirable as they wanted. And they could tease any man
with their bodies. This body was sexy as hell. Any guy who was a guy at
the football party would want to get next to him and to explore this
ripe, young flesh.
This was going to be fun.
He watched his breasts bounce and nipples harden as he strutted around.
It's fun being a girl he thought. He heard Kim honk the horn in the
driveway and her hurried to the door.
"Good night Daddy." he called through the door as he went out. "Don't
wait up." he giggled.
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