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A New Life for Me!
Hello everyone. I am trying a new story and maybe you will like it.
Maybe not, but life goes on. It comes from my nephew. It takes place in
his senior year of college when four of his classmates and his
instructor make a change in his life.
I was a senior at Old Salem State U. Or Stink You as it was laughingly
referred as. I was two courses short of my degree and one had to be a
behavioral science. To keep my scholarship I had to take four courses.
One was history, one was criminal science, which was my major, one was
pure fluff, and the last was Women's Studies Soc. 405. Why that course.
Well that's easy. First, I knew in my course studies and my future
employment, I would deal with women in tragic events. Thus if I could
understand women better, I could aid them better or with more ease. The
next is the course fit the time factor I had with my job and
internship. The last was it was mandatory by the agency who wrote my
scholarship.
The instructor who taught the course saw right off that I was male.
"Mr. Robert Winston, you are a man. I see some of your reasons and they
are good, but could not another course serve you as well?"
I thought for a short time then said, "Dr. Corinia Cohiba, I am
required by my scholarship to take some course work that relates to a
Woman's behavior. This is the first time my actions are probed by
anyone. The rest of the courses, in this field I have already taken or
are full. You have 4 openings. If you do not allow me, then I will
simply wait for the next session and take a course that I can get with
some Fluffers or easy out type courses."
Dr. Cohiba told me to report on the first day of class with the
contents in this package. A simple letter sized folder mailer with
three sheets of paper. The first listed the text books I would need.
The next was a list of shops in the area. The last was a list of
personal items that I would be required to be in during class, class
functions and times that were be set at random by the instructor.
The text books I could get at the Student Union BookStore, okay, one
down two go. As I looked at the list of shops, I saw that they all sold
goods and services to women. Oh well, I thought. This is a women's
behavior course and this store list shows items that reflect that
behavior. Two down and now for the last sheet. It said this one
instruction. While in class, any related class function, various dates
as set forth by the class instructor, you will be dressed in women's
clothing and look and act as a woman. The shops listed on page two of
this packet will serve most of your needs. Breast forms and related
items can be found Sexy Sadie's Boutique. If you need corrective eye
ware, any optical shop can aid you. However EyeWorld has styles that
are affordable and they know of my class and its needs. That was heavy
but I could do it. I did wear contacts; I did need to clean them or
have back up in case lens being lost and to use while the lens were
being cleaned. Most of the time I cleaned mine while I slept, but
better safe than sorry.
The first day class was anything but easy. I parked near as I could to
Academic Quad and to hall where Dr. Cohiba taught. Her office was right
next the lecture hall. I walked in the hall stopped at the soda machine
and bought a can of Lemon Ade.
"Ms. Winston, see me in my office right now."
I turned and saw Dr. Cohiba glaring at me. I knew better than to argue
and walked right in her office and waited to be told to sit or hear
what she had to say.
Dr. Cohiba went on. "Ms. Winston you are not following my instructions.
What do you have to say on your behalf Roberta?"
Thinking on being called Ms. and Roberta had me steamed, but I was to
be dressed as a woman and told to act as a woman so maybe this was her
way of completing the picture.
"Dr. Cohiba your instructions said to be dressed as a woman and I am.
The slacks, blouse, sweater, and purse are from WalMart under the Faded
Glory Label. The shoes and socks come Ladies Sports Locker and the
under garments are Hanes Her Way. The purse holds my wallet, some cash,
small change, FDS spray, perfume, lipstick, nail polish, ladies
eyeglasses that match my prescription, contact lens cleaning kit,
contact lens cleaning solution, two Kotex pads, and breath mints. The
hair is a wig from the Local Beautician Supply store and the breast and
false vagina are from Sexy Sadie. I am also using a small waist
cincher. I had a friend in the Drama department teach me with the
basics in make up and also did a complete body wax on me. She thought
that it would be a good revenge for the ice bath I gave her on
Halloween."
Dr. Cohiba was fuming. She said, "In the future you should be in a
skirt or a dress. Weather and class function can regulate the style of
both clothing and shoes. You should start to wear heels, as so should
you learn how to walk and operate that monstrosity of a vehicle of
yours. Also work on your voice it still sounds like a man. I know of
your skill of mimicry from last years Talent-Notalent S.A.F. House fund
raiser. The Football team has placed your face on the blocking and
tackling dummies. I understand the Referees don't want you in the first
five rows at any game. Anyone who can get that bunch of Neanderthals
that mad can't be too bad. I will give a pass on today now let's get to
class. It starts in five minutes and don't be late."
I replied, "Thank you Dr. Cohiba and I will."
I knew that Dr. Cohiba was at odds with the Athletic teams for funding.
However, the Football and Basketball teams sold out nearly ever game
and brought money into the school and kept the Alumni happy. I also
knew why the Referees were mad at me. At the home coming game last
year, one Ref was calling a lot of bad calls in favor of our opponent.
So I used his voice and made a whole bunch of calls that drove him
batty. He told me to knock it off or leave the park.
I turned and said, "All right Doctor." in his voice.
He was steaming mad and yelled I am not a Physician. I shot back you
are doing one hell of a surgical on us today "Doctor". The Head of the
Athletic department and his counterpart from the other team was in
stitches. They had watched the whole thing. They had also contacted the
Conference A.D. who told them to handle it with out raising a fuss. Our
A.D. said to me for to go home or at least go elsewhere and catch the
rest of the game on the radio or T.V. and I will call it even. As for
the Referee, the nickname "Doctor" stuck on him like glue and his
buddies told him he could not work any championship games that year,
get no bowl bids and to sit down for the rest of the game in the locker
room. Since none of my calls effected any play during the game. The
Conference A.D., the visitor's A.D., and State U's A.D. called it even.
Some of the game is now used in training referees.
I stopped in at the Ye Old Irish Inn Sports Bar and Grill where I
worked and found a pile of drink tokens waiting for me. Fans from both
schools were inside the bar because of the sellout and saw the whole
thing on TV. They all felt that the Zebra was in the wrong to make so
many bad calls that some people might think the game was fixed or he
owed money to a bookie or a loan shark. All that was proven false. He
was a die hard fan and an Alumnus of that one team and allowed that to
affect his judgment.
I went into the classroom and sat down and set up my note book to take
notes and to do what I must do for the class. I was reading the course
welcome packet that every student received as they entered class for
the first time. Dr. Cohiba walked in from her office to the podium,
placed some papers on the stand, and took roll.
She read about half the class when I heard, "Roberta Winston, Roberta
Winston."
I had no choice but to say "Here." in a voice that was half Dr. Cohiba
and half of one of the barmaids at the Ye Old Irish Inn.
Dr. Cohiba said, "Very good. Let us begin by opening your texts to
Chapter 3."
The class was over faster than I thought and the home work would be
easy. As I was leaving I over heard two of my class mates talking about
class. They were Jill Jackson and Mary Monroe. They knew that a male
had joined the class but could not spot him.
Jill was saying, "He must be gay or a weirdo."
Mary tossed back, "How can you be sure? He might be sensitive or more
mature than most males."
Jill went back, "No only a Homo or a nut would put up with Dr. Cohiba's
rules on males in her class."
I thought this was a good time to put in a third thought. "It might be
that he is taking the course because he has to."
Jill looked right at me and said, "How would you know?"
I had to do it because I could not resist it any longer. I looked her
in the eye and said in Jill's voice, "Because you are talking to him."
Then in Mary's voice, "My scholarship demands this course and yes I am
straight."
Their jaws dropped. Then I put back my normal voice. "My real name is
Robert, you can me Bob or Bobby. If I did not take this course, I could
not graduate on time. I heard of Dr. Cohiba and she is very good in
this field despite her ways."
Mary asked, "How did you do it? You look like a real girl and a very
pretty one at that."
I went back to "Bobbie's" voice. "As you can tell, I am very good with
voices. Someone once told me go into cartoons like Mel Blanc. The rest
is simple. I clowned for charity and have a recorded clown face. So
dressing in a costume or playing a role is fun and not a problem. Also
good 'falsies', makeup, wig, and a lot of help from a friend in the
Drama department." I had them spellbound. I went on. "Do you want to
form a study group and go for a beer or two?"
Jill said, "That sounds good on both parts but can we refer to you as
"Bobbie" or "Roberta" and not Bob? You look and act too much like a
girl to call you Bob?"
I thought for a moment and said, "Sure and maybe you can help me on my
class work as well as my "Bobbie" act." I also asked, "Can all this be
a girlfriend type pact?"
They both laughed and rolled their eyes and said, "Why not? It is about
time one of you males joined the better half. After all, you might
learn something about us women after all!"
Jill said, "Where do you plan to go for the beers?"
I said without thinking, "Ye Old Irish Inn. It is very popular and the
only person who was not in class, works there and is on duty now. I
promised her notes and work assignments. If you want, you can help her
as well."
We pulled in to The Irish's parking lot. We sauntered in and sat down
right at the bar. I asked for Beth Paige even though Megan O' Rourke
was working our section. I also asked Megan for a pitcher and a pizza,
and told her we were classmates of Beth and when she came back to pull
a seat for her self and to join us. The place was empty except for
"Wild" Bill and he said he would work the bar as well as the grill as a
favor for Megan. Bill knew the bar and grill backward and forward and
had a soft spot for the girls.
Bill would take on any ten men blindfolded with one arm tied behind his
back and win. He was a former Marine and did Recon and tried to become
a SEAL. Football burned him out on that score. He could also cook more
things in that kitchen then some regular restaurants. Megan agreed
stating if it got to busy let her do the bar and for Bill to his
kitchen magic. Both Jill and Mary were amazed by the pizza that came
out. Yes pizza is pizza, but some people do it better than others can.
Bill could put all chain pizza joints to shame and some Mom and Pop
shops a run for their money. Bill had the skill, he just let a good
waitress or two handle the charm. Bill ran the Irish and was working on
how to let Beth off for class and not lose coverage. He also loved to
tease Dr. Cohiba by sending her Football jokes. What Dr. Cohiba didn't
know that Bill was All American at State U. and set up the Irish after
retiring from the Cowboys. He knew Dr. Cohiba when she was a student at
State U. and knew why she hated football. A football player harmed in
her past. "Wild" Bill avenged her and told her she owed him nothing,
except to teach other young Ladies how to help them help themselves.
Bill also put out a great Antipasti that went great with anything and
in of itself was a small meal. Like I said, he had a soft spot for the
ladies.
Class, work, and life went on. Dr. Cohiba had some great ways of
teaching and some new incites on some old questions. She also had me in
a Ball gown for the St. Valentine's Dance and a Traditional Irish
outfit for St. Patty's Day. She made the mistake of betting me that I
would not work in that outfit on St. Patty's Day. She lost for I waited
tables as well as cooked and tended bar at the Irish. On St Patty's Day
the Ye Old Irish Inn served only Corn Beef Sandwiches with potato chips
and Kosher Dill pickle spears. The Corn Beef was made up a head of
time, so all the staff had to do was place the sandwich on a plate with
the pickles and chips on a paper plate. If need be, sandwiches could be
made up. We also did a lot of takeout orders that day with a tray sent
to each watch of the police. That was to aid the cops, who had deal
with all the jerks that day.
April Fools Day I had a bunch of jokes set up but did not pull them. I
also had a study session with Jill. I went to Jill's place as "Bobbie"
thinking it was a class type event and did want to risk Dr. Cohiba's
anger. As I entered there was Megan.
Jill said, "What are you doing here?"
I said back, "I thought we had study session tonight, if this is a bad
time, I can come back later."
Jill went on, "Oh shit I forgot. No please stay, Megan's boyfriend just
dumped her and she is taking it hard."
I replied, "Then let us do what the guys do at a time like this. Get
drunk and send out for comfort food. Mary and Beth are coming and I
will ask for Beth to bring pizza and wings from the Irish, my treat,
and I will get a beer or Red wine at the Party Barn then we can drop
the study until later and just chat."
Jill looked at me and knew I meant it. She said, "That sounds great and
you might learn something as well. But can I chip in for food or
drinks? I don't want you to go broke."
I let her in on secret "You buy the drinks and I will get the food from
the Irish on employee's discount. We are allowed to buy food at cost."
Jill smiled and said, "Deal. I already got three bottles of Shiraz so
you can grab a 30 pack of beer at the Party Barn."
I laughed and said, "That sounds like a plan. I will call Beth and get
the beer at the same time. Cell phones do come in handy at times."
I called Beth and told her what was going on and also got a hold of
Mary. By the time I got back to Jill's I had two 30 packs of beer, ice,
and two bottles Merlot. Mary had a large bag of chips and dip, with
Beth coming in the pizza and wings. Beth also brought some cheese and
crackers. I paid Beth what I owed and we all walked in to Jill and
Megan. Mary and Beth set up the food, while I put the beer on ice and
opened two bottles of wine to breath. I also put out five goblets.
Then we let Megan talk and cry herself out. This works because the
person vents and learns that life sometimes sucks, but you can go on.
All you have do as a friend is to be supportive and hope that your
friend will do the same for you. I learned that from my Aunt Belle
Starr. Most of the time it works. Well we had a good cry fest and
thought Megan was over it. We were wrong.
The next Saturday Megan was running late for work. Beth was concerned
and I pulled in to Jill's place. Jill's phone was off the hook, and
Megan was pale white and passed out. She was mumbling but without any
sense. I saw an E.P.T. kit opened and it was showing positive. I also
saw a bottle of "Easy-Out". I knew what happened. Her ex-boyfriend did
a wham bam thank you ma'am on her. She was pregnant and tried an over
the counter morning after cure. What she did not know that "Easy-Out"
was being pulled from the market. It killed the mother as well as the
fetus too many times.
I told Jill to call 911 and to give me two eggs, a pint of milk and
four charcoal bricks. I ground the charcoal to powder and mixed it with
the egg and milk. Home made Ipecac. If the subject doesn't puke, the
charcoal eats the poison. I told Jill to force it down Megan's throat.
The E.M.T.s arrived and took care of Megan. She was an in out at the
hospital and I called my Aunt Belle. She told me to be myself and she
would talk to Megan. However Megan had to be at work that night, and no
one knew what was going on. Megan and I were the same height and the
same build. I thought except for the hair color and style we almost
looked alike. I left to the Beautician shop for a medium red, long hair
style of a wig.
I returned and dressed as "Bobbie" but a put on the new wig and some
colored eye contacts. My eyes are brown and Megan's are a light emerald
green. With Red Hair the effect is both smashing and Hypnotic. I was
now Megan. I also put on one of Megan's blouses and a skirt. With
sandals I would pass for Megan or her twin sister. Jill and Mary
laughed but said to go ahead and do it. I asked for Jill to give me her
car and to drive mine to further complete the effect.
Jill wondered until I told her, "Megan would rather throw a clock at me
than give me the time of day in a room full of clocks. This is going to
give her the chance to make that choice. Her ex-boyfriend is a jerk,
but is going to get what is coming to him. I placed some Limburger
Cheese in his A.C. intakes of his car and he is going to feel it for
months. No gal is going to get in his car on a bet."
Plus I was going to beat the crap out him for G.P.. He needed it and
bad. Beth told me that was not lady like. The Football team wanted to
use him for a tackling dummy. They liked my next way better. It was
much more fun. It was simple. We knock him out. Shave or remove all
hair on his body. Stick a wig on his head. Put breast forms and a gaff
on him. Put him in a dress and high heels. Then leave him without any
I.D. 400 miles from school. In a purse I would leave a note.
It said you want your life back, come back to school. Your purse has
funds to bring you back on a bus or a train. Your keys are in your
purse. Your male clothes are in your dorm room. You have no I.D. or
extra funds. I also pumped you full of a drug that in 48 hours will
make you impotent unless you get the anitdote. The antidote is in your
dorm room marked as antidote. Make it and you remain a man. Don't make
it and you will become a woman for life. By the time you read this
note, you will have lost 12 hours. Good luck sucker.
The Gals did not want to do that although it did get a few sinister
giggles. The Ladies also would not let us guys to do it. They thought
it as too nice. Megan recovered with out any problems except for
feeling like crap for ten days. I did "fill" in for Megan when I could
with Beth and Jill covering the time I could not. My Aunt Belle did
talk to and with her and she got her life back on track. Aunt Belle
told her of my plan and Megan did veto it with a sneaky smile. She did
wonder if we could make him feel the effects of being pregnant. I told
her we can goof on his hormones and his body chemistry, except for the
child growing in the body yes.
She said, "Do it to him with some vengeance."
Jill was all for it and volunteered to be bait, but I told her no.
"Let him know or think Megan did this and for him not to mess with
Megan. Put on this wig and he will think you are Megan. The strap on
dildo holds four charges. Two are just water and vinegar. One is a mild
hallucinogenic and muscle relaxant. The last is a surprise."
The surprise was enough female hormones to make ten men a woman in a
day for a day. I didn't tell her that. I did tell her to make all
charges go. I did not know what order I loaded the charges. It did not
matter; the hormone mix would work on body heat. If it entered a body,
it would work. Ain't I a Dickens?
They did ask if the effect was permanent and told them no. It will make
the subject feel both pregnant and having a extra rough period and last
about ten days.
Mary asked, "If we could do both Plan A and Plan B together?"
I said, "Sure."
Beth set him up, Jill hooked and bagged him, and Mary and I dressed him
and sent him.
My Aunt Belle told us. "Make sure the effect would not be permanent or
she would veto the plan."
I left him in a Motel 6 that was 410 miles away. I paid cash and signed
him in under his sister's name. I wish could have seen the look on his
face. I did know what the first thing he did when woke, he puked. Next
he looked in mirror and screamed. Then he saw the note tied to a rose
that was on the bed stand.
It was typed and said, "You are about 400 miles from school. You have
no I.D.. You have no male clothes on you. Your male clothes are in your
dorm. In your purse is your dorm keys and enough cash to buy a bus
ticket back to school. I have pumped you full of a drug that will turn
into a woman in 48 hours. The antidote is also in your dorm room. You
best not dawdle. You have been out for about 12 hours. The bus trip
will last about 20 hours. The 16 hours remaining will give you enough
time to get past the Dorm Guard, Dorm Director, and any R.A. s. Plus
getting to and from the Bus Depot both here and back at school. You are
also pregnant."
Then we each kissed it. Five lip prints. Five shades of lipstick. A
buddy of mine was down there on a fishing trip and gave a full report.
He did drop our "girl" off at the Bus Station and slipped a chunk of
Limburger in the purse and in the dress pocket. He told me he super
glued the chunks so our little girl could not get rid of it. Then he
phoned me and said our subject was on the way. Naturally we set up a
welcome home party for our little "girl". Invited guests were Dr.
Cohiba, Belle Starr, "Wild" Bill, Ronny "Lucky Strike" Churchill the
Football coach, The Dorm Director, The Campus News Crew, Megan, Mary,
Beth, Jill, Me (as Bobbie) and about 20 regulars (All women whom he
messed with in the past.) from the Ye Old Irish Inn.
Sue was one the Irish Inn regulars and agreed to pick up our little
"girl" at the Town Bus Depot. We knew when "she" was going to enter the
Dorm.
In he came through the back door. Dr. Cohiba opened the show with a
"Ms. Johnson, what are you doing the men's dorm at this time of night?"
The coach walked in and added, "Danny-Boy, what in the name of God you
are doing dressed as a girl?"
Danny-Boy was muttering over and over got to get to my room. Meanwhile
the News Crew was taping this. Mary, Beth, Jill, Megan, and Me were all
dressed alike and wearing the same style and color wig. That's right we
all looked like Megan and were driving Danny-Boy nuts. We with
exception of Megan, kept Danny-Boy spinning in circles until he dropped
in front of Megan. She lifted his head with her finger and looked him
in the eye.
Then Megan told him. "You made me pregnant and then dumped me. You said
that was my problem. Well I dealt with it. But now you know how it
feels don't you? If you ever do this to a woman again, I will hunt you
down and make you a woman forever. Here is the Antidote."
Megan picked up an old bottle of Easy Out. Danny-Boy did not know that
bottle full of Caspian oil, water, wasbi powder, and mouthwash and not
Easy Out. His eyes were wide with fear as she forced it down his
throat.
Megan told him. "Danny-Boy, the effect will take a couple hours. You
will be in and out of it for the next ten days. Behave and you will
stay male. Piss me off and I will keep you as my hand maid. You might
as well be at the party Be there in 20 minutes or I will drag you down
the way you look then. Put on a new dress. That one you have on looks
like it has been slept in. There is one on your bed. Your male clothes
are in your room but under lock and key. The key is not here, but will
be sent here tomorrow with the stuff needed to make you look like your
usual subnormal self. Oh yes, there will be a copy of the tape hidden
in a safety deposit box with instructions should any harm befall me or
my friends."
He had no choice but to obey. The dress was a Waitress's outfit. The
type you see at Big Parties and bashes. Black top. Black skirt. High
heeled pumps. White apron and cap. He was forced to wait on every one
there.
The party had some unexpected side effects. The Coach asked out Dr.
Cohiba and she took him up on it. Danny-Boy was a very welled mannered
player the following season. Beth took Megan home and Jill and Mary
asked me over to Jill's place. Jill, Beth, Megan, and Mary were all
Bisexual and wanted me to be in on a Fivesome. I said yes and they told
me let them do all the work. It was blissful and sweet.
They did not let me change but did me as Bobbie. They only time they
let me out of the gaff is when they wanted me to do them. A few moments
ecstasy. Then they redid the gaff and kept me on cloud nine all night.
The next morning I felt different. I was different. My body looked too
real.
Jill then told me. "Yesterday you were a man and you were wonderful
both as Bob and Bobbie. Today you are in a woman's body for a short
time. We girls got together to give this gift to you. We got it from a
Wizard at Spells R Us. You look like a combination of all of us. Both
the good parts and the bad and with our sexual orientation. You will
stay this way until you drink this potion. If you stay this way for One
year or have sex that leaves body fluid in you, you will be forever a
woman. We collected from you, your sperm last night and most of it is
in the sperm bank. Remember the dildo we used on Danny-Boy. We loaded
it with some your sperm and with some of our pussy juice. You can have
that at any time you want."
Then Jill started kissing me all over again. I was helpless. She had me
totally under her control and she slipped me in the front and back and
in the mouth.
She kept asking, "Now Bobbie." over and over until I said, "Now."
without thinking. A bright flash of Pink Light and it was over. I was
now Bobbie forever. She started to leave and I returned her affections.
She laughed as she left saying I see your new life agrees with you
already.
The next year The Coach and Dr. Cohiba got married. That event rocked
the whole campus on its heels. They used the Campus Chapel. "Wild" Bill
was Best Man and also had the Ye Old Irish Inn run the reception.
Megan, Beth, Jill, Mary, and Me acted as Bride's Maids. Dr. Cohiba's
sister was her Matron of Honor. Danny-Boy showed up and Belle told
Danny-Boy he had two choices. Park cars or be the flower girl. He said
he be the Parking Valet. Sue provided the Valet Parking service. It was
an all girl service and Danny-Boy had to look the part wearing what
looked like a low cut tux top, a short tight skirt and wrap around tie
and a tiny overseas cap. Joan from the Drama Dept. helped him fully as
she helped me with my first makeup job.
Joan also slipped remote control vibrating thong on him and remote
controlled vibrator in his but. Joan gave Sue one of the remotes.
Between the two of them, he was doing a lot walking in High heels that
night.
After the reception Mary asked me, "Do you want to do what we did last
year again?"
I smiled demurely and said, "Lets do it again."
"Come along Bobbie and we see if we can get you matched with some one."
I go, "Me? Matched?" Then I remembered. I caught the bouquet.
"You will get to keep one of us tonight as her Bride and the rest will
be your Bride's Maids."
Which one will that be I will find out but not tell until later, but I
hope it is Jill. Bye now. Peace and Love Bobbie Winston.
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