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Angela's New Girlfriend ? Part III
As I stepped into the hall I was still holding Veronica's hand and
following wherever she led me. After her training in the feminine mode
of perception I was awash in a sea of sensations. The soft robe rubbing
against my hairless body reminded me with every motion that I was smooth
all over and I was going to stay this way forever! I could feel the air
moving on my smooth face...no more shaving!
As the realization started to hit me, I would have stumbled if I hadn't
been holding Veronica's hand. This was more than a one-day trip to the
spa! This was a one-way trip into the world of femininity! If this was
just the start of the process, I was sure that the other things Angela
had in store for me would make it practically impossible for me to pass
as a man anymore. I was starting to consider all the implications as we
approached Kim's door.
"Do I really want to go through with this?" I thought to myself. My mind
was swirling with all the changes that had to happen if I followed this
path to its end. Living as a woman, full-time; all the time; forever?
My thoughts were interrupted as Veronica opened Kim's door. Kim's room
was a successful combination of simplicity and luxury. It wasn't large
but there was plenty of room for everything. Several scented candles
burned in various places casting a golden, flickering light. In the
center of the black-tiled floor, a state of the art massage table
dominated the space. Covered with a fluffy, white towel, it almost
beamed a welcome.
My inspection was interrupted by Kim's greeting. "Well, I trust Veronica
has set you well on the road. Take off your robe and let's see what we
have to work with. I've got her for now Veronica, thanks, see you
later."
With that Veronica left and Kim and I were alone. As I handed her my
robe she studied my body with an appraising look. "We're going to start
with a full-body massage and then move into some other areas. I'll tell
you about those as we go, OK?"
I must have nodded because soon she was leading me to the table and
laying me down on my stomach. She took some warm, musk-scented oil from
underneath the table and began applying it to my feet. I was almost
melting al ready and she was only working on my feet. As she worked on
each individual toe she began to tell me what she was doing.
"Everyone knows that women's muscles work in different ways than men's.
I have a PhD in Physiology from Harvard and I've studied virtually every
style of massage. I've combined my knowledge and skills to come up with
a process for helping a woman maximize the use of her musculature and,
at the same time, enhancing the femininity of her motion."
She had finished with my feet and moved up to my ankles, then my thighs.
I was floating on a cloud, mesmerized by the sound of her voice. As she
continued with her massage, I could feel a tingle begin where she had
rubbed. It was very pleasant and felt like my skin was glowing.
"The massage is the beginning", she continued. "I concentrate on
relaxing all the muscles and then coaxing them into their natural,
feminine, positions."
As she worked on my calves I started to become aware what she was
talking about. I felt my muscles totally relaxing as she kneaded them.
Then I felt her pressing, sometimes hard, sometimes soft, sometimes
using acupressure or other techniques. When she was done, my calves felt
better than they had ever felt before. As she finished my legs and began
to work on my rear end, she continued her explanation.
"Once the massage is finished and you are totally relaxed, I take your
body through a series of motions that are designed to emphasize feminine
motion and gestures. While I am doing this, you will be listening to a
tape that plays very relaxing music. There are subliminal messages on
the tape that re-enforce the actions of your body. The tape helps you to
learn the lessons on an unconscious level. Your body will act and react
as it's been taught without any conscious thought on your part"
Even in my relaxed state, that got my attention. I knew that this was a
decision point. If Kim really could do what she said, and I had no
reason to doubt her, I was about to be programmed to move like a woman.
While I wasn't clear as to what exactly that meant, it sounded ominous.
"Kim," my voice sounded high and a little frightened. "What exactly will
be the result of all this? How long will it last?"
As she answered, she began massaging my hips and buttocks. I was having
a hard time concentrating on her response as I felt muscles relax that I
didn't even know I had. I was so lost in the sensations as she began her
re-shaping process that I barely registered her reply.
"Well, it affects pretty much everything about the way you carry
yourself and move your body. It becomes natural for you to hold your
shoulders back and your waist in; you hold your elbows closer to your
body; your wrists are relaxed and your hands naturally move in graceful
gestures; when you walk, your hips are relaxed with a natural swivel.
Let's see what else...you'll be more conscious of your breasts and butt;
you'll stoop rather than bend; oh, there a lot's of other things too but
you will love them all!"
"How long will it last?" she continued. "Well, some have found that
after one treatment all they need is a regular message once in awhile.
Others have needed two or three sessions for the body to learn the
lessons permanently."
This did register but as she continued working her magic on my back and
shoulders I ceased to care about anything. When she finally turned me
over and began working on my front, she put the headphones on me with no
resistance. As she worked her way up my legs I could feel my body
relaxing and cooperating with her touch. As she worked her way up my
thighs I thought I was prepared for what would come next but I wasn't.
Kim began to deeply and vigorously massage not only my testicles and
penis but my entire groin area, from my anus to the top of my little
strip of pubic hair. Of course, my penis responded and she efficiently
masturbated me into a towel. I make it sound clinical but it was
delightful. I felt wave after wave of pleasure roll over me and I lay
there limp as Kim continued.
While my penis was deflating, Kim began to firmly massage my testicles.
After just a couple of moments of her manipulations, they both slid up
inside me where they had rested before their descent, years ago. It felt
funny at first but as she continued to adjust my muscles, they became
comfortably nestled in place. Then she began to probe at my anus. I was
vaguely aware of something on the tape suggesting that my anus was a
true erogenous zone and that I needed to surrender myself to its
sensations but as Kim began to insert two of her slim fingers in my
virgin hole, my whole consciousness fixated on her actions.
Her other hand continued to rub and knead my crotch while her two
fingers sunk deeper and deeper into my ass. I was moving to help her now
and, I think, I was uttering little cries of some kind. She inserted
another finger and then another. I felt a momentary pressure as she
inserted her thumb and then, with a little pop, her whole, rubber-gloved
hand slid inside me. Now on both the outside and the inside she probed
deeply until she had located my testicles from both sides. Then, working
and squeezing and pushing she gradually moved them further and further
up into my body. As she gently extracted her hand and eased the outside
pressure at the same time, I actually felt my internal muscles contract
around my testicles, sealing them in until Kim released them sometime in
the future with her magic.
Kim was still not done with my crotch and she had me sit up and watch
while she finished. She slipped some sort of sleeve on my penis and
pulled all my scrotal skin through until the edge of the sleeve was
nestled firmly against my pubis bone. Then, she attached some sort of
pump and I felt the base of the sleeve begin to grow tighter until I
knew there was no way it would move until the pressure was released. As
she pulled the rest of the sleeve over my skin and penis, I noticed that
there was an elastic band attached to the end. Deftly she inserted a
butt plug, which I later discovered was substantial. After her hand,
though, it slid in easily. Once the plug had settled in place, she
looped the elastic from the sleeve around the base of the plug and my
penis was trapped between my legs.
As she lay me down again, Kim promised that I would really like the next
part. She began to massage my crotch but now in an entirely different,
loving way. As I continued to absorb the lessons from the tape I found
myself becoming more and more aroused but in a different, more
fundamental way than I usually did. There was no reaction at all from my
imprisoned penis but as she gently touched and simulated all my
sensitive areas in her secret ways, I found myself clenching and
unclenching the muscles in my butt, reveling in the motion of the plug
inside. Imagine my surprise as the plug began a gentle buzzing that soon
seemed to fill my entire body.
Finally, I exploded in an orgasm unlike any I had ever experienced. It
was as if my whole body was one huge erogenous zone and all came at
once. The only thing strange was that I felt no reaction at all from my
penis. It was as if it had absolutely no part in what was going on.
Obviously I wasn't missing its participation! I may have passed out for
a moment because the next thing I remember was Kim working her way up to
my chest.
I had just experienced two mind-shattering orgasms and had the most
incredible massage anyone could ever imagine. The tape had been running
for quite awhile now and I was totally under its spell. I was limp and
malleable and ready for the next step
As she explored my chest I felt a new sensitivity in my nipples. I could
feel them hard and swollen and it felt as if they were almost throbbing.
When she finally worked her way up to grabbing and rolling them between
her fingers, I thrust my chest up at her for more. She worked intensely
on my breasts (my breasts?), almost hurting me at times but subtly
coaxing the muscles and fat into her desired configurations. As she
continued to rub, squeeze, and push, I became more and more aware of the
newfound shape and sensitivity she was creating. I felt myself jiggle a
little as she moved things around and I felt the blood coursing through
my little mounds on its way to my nipples. I felt my nipples throb with
every pulse, seeming to grow harder and hotter as they did. Finally, her
groping hands found their way to my nipples again and I squirmed under
the touch of her deft fingers.
I felt my arousal rising again but Kim didn't stop. In fact, she climbed
halfway up on the table and thrust her leg between my legs. As she
continued to knead my breasts and tease my nipples, her thigh began a
rhythmic pressure against my crotch. Again, there was no real sensation
from my penis but I felt my entire groin growing warmer and warmer.
Slowly the warmth spread out to my entire body and I felt myself
exploding in yet another unbelievable orgasm.
At this point I know I lost consciousness because when I was next aware,
I was actually standing and being led through a series of motions by
Kim. The rest of the session passed in a blur. I was totally relaxed
from the massage and orgasms and the tape continued to keep me under its
spell. I was vaguely aware of lots of strange bends, stretches, and
unfamiliar motions but have no distinct memories of the rest of the
treatment.
When she finally was finished, she handed me my robe and slippers.
Without a word I followed her to the rear corner of the room and was
surprised to see what looked like a beautician's chair. Kim led me into
the mirror-framed corner and, as she flicked a switch the entire corner
was bathed in light. I squinted my eyes as she sat me down and leaned me
back.
"Now, to work on that face of yours. First, a nice deep cleansing mask
and massage. We'll follow that up with a buffing that will even out your
skin tones." As she was talking she was covering my face with a lemony
cream. She began to thoroughly massage it in as she continued.
"Then, I think we will get your eyelashes taken care of. I have a
technique that gives you long, lush lashes that look completely natural.
I apply them with a very strong glue and all it takes is a monthly
appointment to keep them perfect."
Once again, the massage and the tape took me to another place while she
did her work. As I was listening to the buzzing of the buffing machine,
I began to feel a buzzing of my own. The butt plug was once again doing
its work and it was all I could do to keep from squirming in the chair.
Thankfully it shut off when the Kim was finished with the buffing.
Otherwise, I don't think I could have been as still as I needed to be
while she applied my eyelashes.
When she was finally finished she let me examine myself in the mirror
while she gave me a pedicure. After trimming and shaping my toenails,
she painted each with three coats a deep-red iridescent lacquer.
Meanwhile, I was checking myself out. My hair was still pulled back in a
ponytail and with the smooth skin, arched brows, and luxuriant lashes, I
looked just like any other woman getting a treatment at a spa. I was
mesmerized. The tape was telling me that this was who I should be seeing
when I looked in the mirror and that this was who I was. I pulled my
robe down from my shoulders to admire my hairless body and was
disappointed to see only my normal little mounds. I was sure that Kim
had somehow magically turned them into breasts. When I felt them,
however, the sensitivity and the feeling of...well...'breastness' hadn't
gone away.
"OK," she said. "I'm done with your toes. Let's change your robe before
we do your fingernails." She produced a white, calf-length satin robe. I
stood up and slipped it on and she tied the sash at the waist. I sat
back down and she started on my hands.
"This is a very exclusive process," she told me as she worked. "We
extend only the very tip and do not have to cover the entire nail. The
extension bonds to your nail and becomes a permanent part of your nail.
Using this process your nails grow out in a natural way and you will
never even know you had this done."
The tape played its siren songs while I watched her work on my fingers.
Three more coats of the same polish as my toes and she was finally done.
She next produced a pair of five-inch heeled satin mules with feathers
on the instep and slipped them on my feet. As she stood me up, I
expected to feel a little awkward as I normally don't venture beyond
three inches but I was totally surprised to find that I was perfectly at
home! My legs and hips naturally shifted to a new balance and my arms
swung delicately at my sides as I followed Kim to the door.
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