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Tess's Transformations: Life of the Party By Julie O. Edited by Amelia R. Chapter 1 "So, do you have your costume picked out yet for the boss's costume party, Jack?" asked Chris Washington, a tall muscular man with short black hair. He was thirty-two and was the department head for thirty employees at Chambers Industries. "It's still a week away," replied Jack Easton as he turned around in his chair to look at his supervisor who had just entered his cubicle. Jack was new to the company and still didn't know many people at work. He had just been hired six weeks earlier, and many people at work called him Jake or Joe. He was twenty-three and had just graduated college the previous year. He'd taken a few months off to travel around the country after graduation before he started serious job hunting. While he wasn't pleased about working in a cubicle, he had his college loans to pay off. He figured he would work at Chambers for a few years and then move on to something he enjoyed more, once he figured out what that was. He could have easily paid off his college loans, but he didn't want to raid his trust fund quite yet; he wanted to save that for buying a home. He liked Chris and the way he seemed to have taken a special interest in him. Chris seemed genuinely interested in helping Jack succeed in his job. It was a far cry from the cut-throat business world he had expected. Chris cocked his head. "You've done such a great job so far that I keep forgetting that you're new here. Mr. Chambers costume party is a big deal around here - no, make that a huge deal. People have gotten promotions by showing up in a particularly good costume, and conversely some have lost their jobs by not showing up. The theme is crime and punishment this year, and you better come up with something good." Jack nodded. "So what are you going as?" "1930's gangster. I picked up a real nice pinstripe suit at a vintage clothing shop and a matching fedora," replied Chris. "I like the older age of crime better than today's criminals. They had more class." The man in the next cubicle walked in on the conversation. "I've got my outfit too," he said. "What are you going as, Tomas," asked Jack. "A 1980's drug dealer, you know like from Miami Vice or Scarface," he replied with a suddenly heavily Spanish accented voice. "Ju want to buy some coke?" "Tomas, just so you know, it's a costume party," replied Chris with a laugh. Tomas flipped him the bird. "Actually, this sort of thing does run in the family as I do have a cousin who was busted for smuggling coke back in the 80's. Moron was just three weeks out of the camps, and he ends up in prison." "Camps?" asked Jack. "I'm Cuban-American, and was born in Miami, but I still have a lot of family in Cuba. Back in the boatlift, Castro let many Cubans go. My cousin was one of those. Castro also let many criminals go at the same time. My cousin was in the same camp with a bunch of them and ended up working for them." "Where is he now?" asked Jack. "Back in jail, he's serving twenty years in Folsom in California for trafficking," replied Tomas. "Still he's the only member of my family in jail, that's not too bad, all things considered." He then began to laugh. "I was just telling Jack how important the costume party is to the boss," said Chris. Tomas nodded. "He's not kidding, Jack. You'd better show up and be dressed in something good," he replied. 'Mr. Chambers expects everyone to show up." "Crime and punishment, huh?" stated Jack as he rubbed his chin. Chris and Tomas nodded together. "Well, I'll let you get back to work," stated Chris. Jack turned around and stared at his computer and let out a sigh. He had enough on his plate without worrying about some stupid party. He had been planning on not showing up, as he figured no one would miss him, but he didn't like the idea of pissing off the boss either. He began to brainstorm over ideas for a costume. Chapter 2 Just before work ended, Chris walked back into Jack's cubicle. "Since it's Friday, you want to get a few brews?' asked Chris. Jack thought about it and decided it wouldn't hurt to have a drink or two with his immediate supervisor. "Sure, that sounds good." They went to a bar around the corner from the office. It was one of those upscale bars that catered to the professional office crowd. "So, tell me about yourself, Jack," asked Chris, as their beers arrived. "I know you grew up back east. Where specifically?" Jack picked up his mug and took a long drink. "Everywhere, nowhere, basically all over, I was sort of passed around by my relatives. My parents died in a private plane crash when I was ten. They left me pretty well off, but most of the money was in a trust fund. I think the longest I lived anywhere was fifteen months. As soon as my relatives figured out that they couldn't access the money, they wanted nothing to do with me." "Tough luck," said Chris, noting the bitterness in Jack's voice. "Yeah, it was. I picked a college far away from them and was fortunate to get hired here," stated Jack. He hated talking about his past, but figured that since Chris was his supervisor, what was the harm. "If I never see any of them again, it'll be too soon." "Sorry to bring up bad memories. Okay, so what do you like to do for fun?" "I like going to see sports. Being in a city with professional sports was one of the criteria for my new home. I also like playing tennis, skiing, and traveling." "I know what you mean about sports, I have season tickets for football, even though it's a long drive up to Seattle," said Chris. "It's one of the few things my ex didn't take from me." He then broke into a loud laugh. Jack laughed too. "Do you ever go to see the Trailblazers play?" "I'm not really into pro hoops. So, Jack, do you have a girlfriend?" asked Chris. Jack shook his head. "I was seeing someone back in college, but it didn't really click. She joined the Peace Corps, and I think she's somewhere in Africa." It was a lie, but it sounded better than the truth, thought Jack. She had actually broken up with Jack because she didn't want to settle down. It was the story of his life and every relationship he had been in ended up the same way. "So she didn't like the idea of you going to work in the corporate world?' "Something like that," replied Jack. "Anyway, I've been too busy since I got here to even look for a date." "I can relate. I've been looking for the right person since my breakup. My wife forgot that a marriage involves love. I wanted to romance her, and she saw our marriage as just a partnership. Actually, to be honest, we had a rather agreeable breakup. We didn't have that much at the time as we were both starting out. After we split up, she put all her energy into her own business." "What does she do?' asked Jack as he reached for the peanuts. "She now has a boutique near Malibu. Last year she pulled in nearly two million," replied Chris. "Wow," replied Jack. "Any regrets?" "No. It's okay, I'm just glad she's happy. I guess I'm old fashioned in some ways. I'd like to have a wife who will let me take care of her. I'm not exactly having luck finding her," replied Chris. "I guess you need a less liberated woman," replied Jack. "I don't think you'll find many of those in the business world." Chris laughed and held up his glass. "Or maybe I should invent a time machine." Jack laughed. "Well, in many ways, I'm starting anew here. I have a new home and job. I guess I shouldn't complain, I've only been here for six weeks." "You're off to a great start so far. I'm very impressed with your work ethic," stated Chris as he motioned for some refills. "I didn't think anyone noticed. Hell, most of the people back in the office don't even know my name." "Don't worry about them. I've noticed that you're a hard worker, and so has Mr. Chambers." "I just believe in doing a good job," stated Jack, feeling a little embarrassed by Chris's compliments. He was also surprised that the boss knew who he was. "So, have you decided what you're going to wear to the party?" asked Chris. "No. I've been thinking about it all day. Why is this party so important?" asked Jack as he picked up his beer. "Mr. Chambers likes to throw a couple of events a year. He used to be a general in the army, and I think he uses these events to reward the staff, and partly to observe us. I think the costume party is done to see how resourceful we are, and to also test if we're good sports. It does make it a fun place to work." "Well, I'm sure I'll think of something," replied Jack. Chapter 3 Jack arrived home at his loft apartment. It was the only thing available when he arrived in town. Thanks to the many new companies opening in the past few years, the city had a severe housing shortage, and Jack was lucky to get the loft. He had lived the first two weeks in town in a hotel. He still had no idea of what he was going to wear. The theme of the party made it even harder. He was only 5-8 and had an average build, although he was thin. His reddish-brown hair was styled to meet the corporate standards, although they'd let him keep his goatee. It had taken him most of his senior year in college to grow it, and he didn't want to shave it off, even though it was rather thin. On top of it all, he barely knew his way around town. It was spring, and it wasn't like finding a costume would be easy. Why couldn't the party be in October? he thought. Then it hit him. "Dumb ass," he said aloud, as he reached for the phone book. He found several costume shops, including one that was nearby, according to the ad. He looked at his watch and saw that the shop would be closing in ten minutes. So much for checking it out today, he thought. He then opened up his laptop and started to search online. He found a few places, but nothing really caught his eye. He had a knack for finding things online, and he tried different search keywords. He played around with the search until he found a site that made him stop and think. Jack stared at the webpage. It was definitely a wild idea for a costume, he thought. He ran his fingers across his chin. It would mean that he'd have to shave, but it would be worth it, he thought. He then thought of those feelings he had had when he was younger. They were vague memories of wanting to dress up in his mom's clothes. He shook his head as if to scatter these ancient thoughts. That was all in the past, just like being part of a family. Every time he'd had those thoughts he'd tried to shake them away, as they were too strongly attached to his mom, and those memories were too painful to bring up. No, this was just a costume and nothing else, he stated to himself. He was an adult, and he could control his desires. He picked up his phone and dialed the number. It rang three times before being picked up. "Tess's Transformations, how can I help you?" asked a woman. "Hi. I was wondering if you could help me. I have a big work-related costume party to go to next week, and I was hoping you could help me," said Jack. "I know this is short notice, but I really need to make a great impression." "Sure, that's not a problem, what do you have in mind?" asked the woman. "The party has a crime and punishment theme, so I was thinking of going as a street worker." The woman laughed. "Do you want a total transformation?" "Um, I'm not sure what you mean," replied Jack nervously. "I mean do you want me to just buy you the outfit, or do you want me to do your makeup, hair, nails, things like that," stated the woman. "Oh, yes, that sounds good," replied Jack. "Great, look, I'm free right now. Why don't you come down to my studio? I can get an idea about your costume and measure you for sizes," stated the woman. "I'm sorta new to town," confessed Jack. The woman gave him directions. "My name is Tess Wellington, and I'm looking forward to meeting you." "Nice talking to you, Tess. I'm Jack, and I'll be there shortly." Chapter 4 Jack parked his car and walked up to the front door of what looked like an old warehouse. He rang the bell, and a buxom woman dressed in red opened the door. Her hair was jet black and styled in a pageboy cut. In some ways she reminded Jack of a young Jennifer Tilly. "I'm Tess, are you Jack?" she asked pleasantly. Jack smiled back. "Yes, pleased to meet you." "Come on in, and we'll get started," stated Tess. They walked into a well-lit main room. "Okay, take off your coat and let me see you," stated Tess. Jack did as she asked. "Not bad, you're what - five-eight?" she asked. "Very good," replied Jack as he nodded. "Hey, it's my job. I moonlight at the state fair and guess weights too," she replied. "Now, how attached to that chin fuzz are you?" Jack pretended that he was hurt. "Ouch!" "Hey, I bet you look better without it anyway," replied Tess. "Maybe, anyway I am willing to shave it off." "Good, even a street hooker wouldn't have that much fuzz on her chin," replied Tess. "Now if it was a circus theme party, you could keep it and go as the bearded lady." Jack smiled and told Tess about the party. "It doesn't matter to me; I just like helping men look feminine," she replied as she picked up a tape measure. "Now, I'm going to take your measurements. It'll help me in picking out your costume and figuring out how much will need to be either squeezed or padded." Jack wasn't sure what that meant, but didn't ask. "Okay, now for the important stuff, how much do you want to pay?" asked Tess. Jack thought about his answer. Chris said that the party was a big deal so the costume couldn't look cheesy. "Just so you know, I can make you very passable," added Tess. "In fact, I can make you look really hot." "What would it cost?' asked Jack. "Well, there's the clothes, underwear, jewelry, shoes, wig, makeup, and then there's my services. I can't give you an exact amount, but how does four hundred sound?" Jack was initially surprised. But then I can look on it as an investment, he thought. "Okay, that sounds reasonable," he replied. "Excellent. Now, you told me that the party is a week from tonight and it starts at eight, right?" she asked. Jack nodded. "Good, now can you be here at five?" asked Tess. "I think so; the party is a big deal at work, and they're letting us off early," he replied. "Good. Now on Thursday, I want you to remove the hair from your legs, chest and underarms. Before you come over here on Friday, shave your face and be careful not to cut yourself." "Anything else?" he asked. "Nope. Trust me, Jackie; you're going to look great. Just be careful that none of your co-workers tries to take you home!" Jack laughed and paid her one-hundred and fifty dollars. "Great," said Tess. "You can pay me the rest when I have the total bill." They went over the details of his costume before he left. On his way home, Jack smiled and thought about how awesome his costume would be. Chapter 5 The week flew by, and soon it was Thursday and Jack was driving home. He'd kept his costume a secret from Chris and the others. He did tell them that he had a great outfit. There was still a part of him that considered backing out of the costume, but he couldn't think of anything else to wear. There was a nagging worry about the type costume he had selected, but he tried to ignore it. It was just a costume and nothing else. Halfway home, he remembered Tess's instructions about hair removal and stopped at a drugstore. He decided to use a cream hair remover on his legs and arms. He didn't like the idea of shaving that much of his body. As he read the products' labels, he found that none were supposed to be used on his underarms. Oh, well, he thought, how hard can it be to shave them? After dinner, he went into his bathroom and stripped down. The product he'd bought needed to be applied for ten to fifteen minutes before removal. He sprayed in on while standing in the bathtub. It was a foam spray, and it seemed to stay in place as he covered his legs, chest, and arms. He watched the clock that hung above his toilet tick off the minutes. It was a cheap promotional clock that he'd gotten at a baseball game, but it kept good time. Fifteen minutes passed, and he began to wipe the foam from his body as he showered. He was amazed at how smooth he now felt. It felt very good, he thought. Next, he had to take care of his underarms. He decided to do this while taking a bath. As he filled up the tub with hot water, he found himself rubbing his legs. "Damn, that feels good," he stated aloud. He carefully shaved his underarms. It wasn't that bad, once he trimmed back the long hairs. The biggest problem he had was that his razor kept getting clogged. He also decided that he would wait until he got home from work before he shaved off his goatee, as he didn't want to give away his costume. He was about to get out of the tub, when he looked at his pubic area, and he smiled. "Why not?" he said as he began to trim the hair around his groin. Not that anyone would see it, but it would add to the feel of the character he was about to play. Jack had been in several plays in junior high and high school. He wasn't that good, but he'd enjoyed it. He often ended up with roles that no one else wanted, but he didn't mind; it was just fun pretending to be someone else. He stepped out of the tub and inspected his now relatively hair-free body. It didn't look too bad, he thought. After putting on a pair of sweats, he flopped down in front of the TV and caught the end of a basketball game before going to bed. Chapter 6 By noon, the office was almost empty as the staff filtered out to go home and prepare for the party. Jack left right after one and headed home. He decided to take a nap first, before shaving and heading over to see Tess. To his surprise, he was actually excited about the party. He was a little worried that he might be going too far with his costume, but he put those ideas out of his mind. It was just a party after all. Besides, he couldn't back out now, he needed to be at the party in a costume. It was later in the afternoon when Jack shaved off his chin hair. He'd forgotten how young he looked without it. The fact that it made him look more mature was the main reason he'd grown it in the first place. He ran his fingers over his smooth chin and shook his head. "It'll grow back," he said to himself. He looked at the clock and decided it was time to go to see Tess. A short time later, he was inside her studio. "Wow, you look so much better without the chin fuzz," she remarked as she escorted him to a salon chair. "I'll probably get carded now," he bemoaned. "I wouldn't worry about it. Okay, I'm going to have you strip down and put on his robe. I want to do your nails, makeup, and hair first. Then we'll get you in your dress," said Tess. "Now don't worry, nothing I'm going to do to you is permanent. I will need to trim your eyebrows a little, but trust me no one ever notices." Jack just nodded and went into a changing room. He came out wearing just a cotton robe. "Okay, Jackie, have a seat; I'm about to make you gorgeous!" He tried to ignore the Jackie crack. Tess started by gluing false nails to each of Jack's fingers. "They seem a little long," noted Jack. "Remember, you're going to be a hooker; they don't go for the subtle. To get them off, soak them in nail polish remover, and it will dissolve the glue. I don't want them to fall off at the party." "Okay," he replied. "Now, while the glue is drying, I need to get started on your makeup. I've got some great bright red polish for your nails." She first trimmed and waxed Jack's brows. "Like I said, don't worry about this. Most people don't notice brows on men, but you'd be surprised how many men get their brows waxed these days." Tess then moved to applying makeup on Jack's face. She attached false eyelashes and then thick eyeliner before doing the shadow. Next she applied lots of mascara. "Have you ever dressed up as a woman before? I mean, you're so calm about this." "I did it a few times in high school for parties, and once for a school play," replied Jack. He saw no reason to tell her about THOSE feelings of when he was younger. "Oh, okay, it's just that you're calm like some of my transgendered clients. Most straight men I get are so antsy," said Tess as she applied blush to Jack's cheeks. She then applied lipstick to Jack's lips. "I'll give you both the lipstick and the gloss to take with you. Put the lipstick on first, and when it dries, apply the lip gloss. It'll make you look real cheap and slutty." Jack laughed. "Okay, let me apply the first coat of polish to your nails," said Tess. "I'll put a bottle of polish remover in with your clothes." The color was a bright red, which looked like it was still wet even after it dried. "This is such a great color for you. It's also perfect for your costume," said Tess. As Tess painted his toenails, Jack looked at his hands. It was amazing how feminine they now looked. "Now for the wig," stated Tess. "I think this will look so cool on you. Close your eyes. I want to surprise you." Jack smiled and closed his eyes. He felt the wig come down on his head. He could tell that it was at least shoulder length. Tess worked on styling it, before spraying on hairspray. "When can I see?' asked Jack. "Not yet," she replied. She styled the hair a few more minutes before turning Jack towards the mirror. "Okay, open your eyes, Jackie." Jack opened up his eyes and was shocked by what he saw as he looked at his reflection in the mirror. He saw a sexy redheaded woman staring back at him. His hair was best described as big hair with lots of curls. The hair seemed to flow around his face. The color was a light red, and it made him look very sexy. "I'm stunned," said Jack. "I can't believe that's me." "Wait until I get you dressed, you might not want to go back," Tess teased. "Here, this is a gaff; it'll hide your most masculine parts. Just tuck them up between your legs. Be careful not to pinch yourself. Put on your panties over it. Then come back out, and I'll help you get the rest on," explained Tess. Jack did as he was told. The gaff did its job, and he was stunned at how it made everything disappear. The panties that Tess had given him were bright red. He put them on over the gaff and headed back out to the studio. "Now, this isn't a true corset, but it will slim down your waist and still allow you some movement," she stated as she held up a black garment. She slipped it around Jack's waist and zipped it up. "Thankfully, you're in pretty good shape." Jack felt his waist tighten slightly. He looked down and saw that he had a much slimmer waist. "Now, sit down on that stool, and we'll get your stockings on. I'll slip them on for you, because I doubt you can do it with those nails," said Tess. The stockings were black fishnets, and he attached each to the garters on the corset. Tess corrected this mistake. "Your garters should always be under your panties, my dear; this way you can get to work faster!" stated Tess. Jack laughed. "Sorry, my bad, that does make sense." "Now, I'm so pleased I was able to find these. You're very lucky that your feet are so small," stated Tess, as she showed him a pair of thigh-high boots. "They're so cool; they're so Pretty Womanish!" "Why did you paint my toes when no one will see them?" he asked. "Just to be fun," stated Tess, as she helped him into the boots. "Okay, stand up and be careful; those are four inch heels." Jack stood up, and after a near fall, he began to find his new center of gravity. "Now, this is a pushup bra that should give you a little cleavage," stated Tess. "It has built-in silicone pads that'll help push up your little boobies to make them look larger. It's even strapless." To Jack's shock, the bra did what Tess said it would. While he wasn't huge, it did give him the impression of having breasts. Tess then brought out a dress. "You've got to be kidding!" he stated. "No, it's a spandex tube dress in bright red. Trust me, it'll fit and leave enough of you showing. Remember, you wanted to be a street whore. I also have a wrap that you can wear when you're outside. That outfit isn't built for the elements." Jack slipped the dress on and pulled it up. It just covered his breasts and was just long enough that it covered his crotch. "Be careful when you sit down and remember to cross your legs," instructed Tess. "Okay, the last thing is some jewelry." She attached some large hoop earrings to Jack. They were clip-ons and looked perfect for the outfit. She also had him put a half-dozen bracelets around his wrist. She gave him a cheap watch for his other wrist. She also handed him a small shoulder bag. Inside were her makeup, lipstick, lip gloss, tissues, a few condoms, and some breath mints. "Don't forget to include your own ID and some cash," stated Tess. Jack reached in and held up the condoms. "Are these necessary?" "Think of them as props! Now, just let me look at you. Jackie, you look fantastic. If you don't mind, I'd love to get a photo of you." Jack was staring at his new look in the mirror. "I don't mind; you did a great job." Tess had him pose in several provocative poses as she took the photos. Tess smiled to herself as she saw the real Jackie come out. "These are great; I especially like the one with leaning up against the wall with your hands on your boobs," stated Tess as she scanned through the shots on her camera. "I'll make sure you get copies, Jackie." Jack paid Tess the rest of the money and gave her a sizable tip. "Thanks, this will be one of the best costumes at the party," he stated. "I agree. If you ever want to see what you look like more mainstream, come back," said Tess. "Thanks, but I doubt if I'll take you up on your offer," replied Jack. "Don't be so sure, Jackie. I sense a change in you; so don't be afraid of exploring these new feelings." "I doubt that I could ever make myself look this good," said Jack. "Don't be so sure. I could teach you to be a very passable woman. Think about it," she said. "Oh, one more thing." She grabbed a bottle of perfume and had Jack liberally apply some on his wrists, neck, and between his breasts. "You need to smell as sexy as you look. Have fun, Jackie." Jack smiled and headed out. He put his male clothes in the trunk and pulled out the directions for the party. Still, as he drove Tess's words stuck in his thoughts. Was it wrong to dress like this, he thought? It wasn't hurting anyone. Tess watched Jack walk away and smiled. Jackie was obviously transgendered, and she didn't even know it. Tess had seen it too many times, and all the signs were there. Tess also knew better than to say anything; it would be better if Jackie accepted this for herself. She hoped that Jackie would become one of her clients, as she was a nice girl and would need a mentor. Chapter 7 Jack parked his car and stepped out carefully. He was getting better in the heels, but it was still hard walking. He headed up to the front door of Mr. Chambers' house. He knocked on the door, and a slot opened up and he was asked for the password. Jack was temporally caught off guard, until he remembered that the instructions had listed a password. It was 'speakeasy.' "Speakeasy," he answered softly in his best female voice. "Come on in," stated the voice from behind the door. The door opened, and Jack walked in. He was immediately greeted by the owner of the company, Mr. Chambers, who was dressed like Marlon Brando in The Godfather. He was wearing a classic tux, and had makeup to make him look like Vito Corleone. His cheeks were puffed out, and he had a pencil thin moustache drawn on. He even was trying to talk like Brando, mumbling his words. "Please, come in. Thank you for coming and honoring me by attending my party. Welcome to my humble home." Jack entered, and bowed. "Thank you, Godfather." He deliberately tried to make his voice sound feminine. "Come on in, Miss. I'm sorry, but I don't recognize you; what's your name?" asked Mr. Chambers. He prided himself with the ability to recognize all his employees. "Wait - don't tell me. Hold on... hold on, don't tell; I'll get it." Jack cocked his head and smiled. Suddenly, Mr. Chamber's eyes opened wide as he looked at Jack. He broke out of character and broke out in a huge smile. "Wait a second... are you Jack Easton?" Jack nodded. Mr. Chambers broke out in a large laugh and patted Jack on the back. "Well done! You fooled me, well done indeed! Damn fine costume!" Jack smiled and knew that it was all worth it. "Well, come on in and get yourself a drink," said Mr. Chambers as he chuckled. "The main bar is in the living room, but there's also a bar downstairs in the basement." Jack walked into the living room slowly to avoid falling in the heels. The result of his careful pace was that it gave him a rather sexy gait. His hips rolled back and forth as he walked. Jack looked around at rest of the crowd. The imagination of his co- workers amazed him. Everyone had a great costume. They were all dressed as a variety of lawbreakers, ranging from common criminals to famous people, such as Richard Nixon and Michael Jackson. One woman from his department was dressed as Martha Stewart, and she even had an ankle tracking device on. The criminals far outnumbered the lawmen and women. Greg from Jack's office was dressed as Robocop. Another co-worker was doing a killer Dirty Harry imitation. Jack was glad that he had come. He now had a totally different view of his fellow workers. Jack worked his way through the crowd towards the bar. No one recognized him, even people from his own department. He was getting quite a kick out of this. He then saw Tomas standing in front of him. Jackie walked over and ran his hand across the side of Tomas's face. "You looking for a good time?" he asked in his best sexy voice. Tomas turned around and stared at him. He had seen Jack earlier, and was now totally shocked when Jack's voice came out of the woman he had been previously leering at. "Holy Shit! Is that you Jack? - or should I say, Jackie?" asked Tomas, who was dressed in a white suit and silk shirt. He was holding a very large toy machine gun labeled "My Little Friend." Jack just nodded. "You make one fine looking whore," stated Tomas, his accent becoming very heavy. "Can I get jo a drink, beetch?" Jack laughed. "Thanks, Tomas, I'd appreciate it." "What did old man Chambers think of you?" whispered Tomas as they walked towards the bar. "You mean the Godfather? He loved it," replied Jack. "Cool, if you went to all the trouble of looking like that, I'm glad you made points with him," said Tomas. "Allow me," interrupted Chris as he handed Jack a glass of champagne. "Hi, Chris," stated Jack. "I saw you when you came in, otherwise I would have never known it was you," said Chris as he eyed Jack. "It's a great costume, you should definitely win first prize tonight" concurred Tomas. "Hey, there's my wife; she's got to see you." He waved towards a woman who was also dressed like a prostitute. "Selena, come here." "Looks like we're in the same profession," said Jackie, as she was introduced to Tomas's wife Selena. "Yes, so who is your pimp, or are you an independent worker?" she replied with a laugh. "Pimp? I don't need no stinkin' pimp!" replied Jackie. "You go girl," replied Selena with a laugh. "Honey, this is my co-worker, Jack, or should I say Jackie," introduced Tomas. Selena's eyes opened wide. "So, you're the new guy. Great costume, did you do it all by yourself?" Jack shook his head. "No, I went to a service." "Well, they did a great job," commented Selena as she ran her eyes over Jack. Jack's outfit was the hit of the party, and he fooled more than one person that night. He didn't even mind that everyone was calling him Jackie. Screw it, why not play a girl for the night? he thought. Halfway through the evening, Mr. Chambers made the announcements concerning the best costumes. Not surprisingly, Jack won for best overall. His prize was a gift certificate for one of the better restaurants in the city. Jack was very pleased with himself and also liked the attention he was getting. To his surprise, he actually got hit on, even after he made it clear he wasn't a woman. He shrugged this off as a result of alcohol. Still, he felt a strange feeling of satisfaction knowing that he was seen as an object of desire. In fact, as he let his thoughts come more openly, he found it all strangely arousing. The idea that men found him sexually attractive wouldn't leave his mind, and he wondered what it would be like to be kissed by a man. He had never thought about being with a man before, but his mind began to rationalize these new feelings. He wasn't a man tonight, he was Jackie, and if a man found him attractive did that make him gay? It was no longer black and white, and these thoughts would have been hard to figure out even if he was completely sober. When he had to go to the bathroom, he found himself staring at his reflection in the mirror. He smiled at how feminine he looked, and as he carefully reapplied his lipstick, he felt a strange warm feeling of pleasure sweep through his body. He looked at his image and shook his head, more out of disbelief than displeasure. He loved the way he looked. "This is just a costume; there is nothing wrong with doing this," he stated aloud, as if to convince himself. He stared at his painted eyes and realized that he didn't believe himself. He let out a sigh and then remembered to apply his lip gloss before leaving the bathroom. Jack also noticed that the women at the party treated him differently. It was weird, but they seemed to treat Jack as one of them. His attempts to hit on one woman, Lisa, who also worked in his department, were sloughed off with a laugh. "Please, Jackie, while I've always been slightly curious about trying it, I don't go that way," she said with a giggle. She was dressed as a 1930's gun moll. "What we need to do is find you a nice boyfriend or a pimp." As Jack got into the full mood of the party, he drank a little too much, and while he wasn't drunk, he knew he couldn't drive home. He sat down on one of the couches in the basement and tried to clear his head. He was also sad that the evening was coming to an end; in some ways he didn't want his night as Jackie to come to an end. He was so lost in his thoughts that he never noticed Chris walk up to the couch. It was no coincidence that Chris found Jackie. Throughout the evening, Chris had discovered that he couldn't take his eyes off the now transformed Jack. He'd positioned himself to observe her undetected throughout the entire evening and was impressed by how feminine she acted. "How're you doing, Jackie?" asked Chris, as he sat down on the couch. Jackie looked up slightly surprised, but at the same time pleased to see Chris. "Hi, Chris, I'm tired. I'd like to go, but I don't want to risk driving home, especially dressed like this," replied Jackie with a giggle. "I was thinking of calling a cab. However, I left my cell phone at home, and the last thing I want is for Mr. Chambers to see me drunk." "I'll give you a lift. You can always get you car tomorrow. Mr. Chambers doesn't mind; in fact, he'd rather you catch a ride. A lot of people leave their cars here at his parties." Without giving it much thought, Jackie nodded. "Sure, Chris, that sounds good." "Great, come on," said Chris. He stood up and gently helped Jackie stand up. He then escorted Jackie outside. Jackie felt a shift in his persona, make that her persona. She would be Jackie for the rest of the evening and enjoy her time as a woman. When they reached Chris's car, he opened the door for her. Jackie just smiled and got in. Why not play along? she thought. She felt a wave of excitement sweep through her, as if she was doing something naughty. What damage could come from it, she thought. Chris knew she was really a guy, so this was just harmless fun. Chris got in the car and they headed out. Chapter 8 "I noticed you got a lot of attention at the party," commented Chris. "Yes, I was even hit on a few times," replied Jackie. She felt free to talk to Chris. "I was even hit on by a few men who knew I'm a guy. I guess I should take it as a compliment." She tried to sound as if she was upset by this; rather than that, she was just mildly amused. "I can understand why they hit on you. You look sexy, but it goes beyond that; you're something exotic. For some of the men, your being a male yet looking like a very sexy woman, allows them to indulge in a sexual fantasy and rationalize that they aren't gay." "You mean that they were serious?" asked Jackie. She was both intrigued and shocked. Did Chris sense the feelings that were bubbling up in her? Chris glanced over and nodded. "Very serious." There was a look in his eyes that was different. Jackie turned away and looked out the window, so that Chris wouldn't see that she was blushing. "I see this has touched a nerve with you," said Chris, as he reached over and gently placed a hand on her shoulder. "You want to talk about it?" Crap, she wasn't fooling him, she thought. Jackie bit her lip. "Okay." "Good. Let's go to my place," replied Chris. Jackie sensed that he wasn't asking her permission, and for some strange reason it really didn't bother her. They drove to his condo and parked the car. Jackie looked outside and wondered if this was the right thing to do. "Come on, I won't bite," said Chris as he got out of the car. He slipped his fedora back on and ran his hand across the brim; he then walked around and opened the door and helped Jackie out. "I'll treat you right, doll face." Jackie was about to protest, but instead she just played along. She giggled at Chris calling her doll face. Still, a strange feeling ran through her body as Chris walked her up to his place. He had his arm around her waist and was obviously taking control of her, and yet she didn't mind. She was so lost in her thoughts that she stumbled slightly and would have fallen if Chris hadn't been holding her. "It's a good thing you didn't drive," said Chris with a chuckle. Jackie giggled. "Thanks." They walked inside and Chris turned on the light. It was a nicely furnished condo. The living room had a large couch facing a gas fireplace. A large flat screen TV was mounted above the fireplace. Chris took Jackie's wrap. "Have a seat. I have a nice bottle of red, would you like some?" Jackie nodded. "That would be nice." She continued to look around the room. There were landscape paintings on the wall. There was a sliding glass door leading out to a deck. She could see the reflection of the river in the distance. The view from her loft was of a Chinese restaurant. She began to wonder if this was the right thing to do. Did he just want to talk, or was he coming on to her? What was even more curious was that she didn't mind if he did. It was like she was becoming a new person. She nervously ran her tongue across her lips and wondered if she should touch up her lipstick. Damn, I shouldn't have drunk so much, she thought. This is so stupid, but deep down she knew that she had been drunk many times in the past and had never lost control. It was obvious that she wasn't being forced into anything as her repressed feelings awakened. Still, if she was to be with a man tonight, Chris was a nice choice. He was very handsome and very masculine. Chris walked over to her; a comforting smile was on his face. She then realized the smile was for her as he handed her a glass of wine. He set his glass down on the coffee table and turned on the fireplace. He then turned out the lights so that the only light was from the fire. Jackie noticed how smoothly Chris had done this. So, this was what it was like to be seduced, she thought. He sat down next to Jackie and picked up his glass. "Cheers." Jackie smiled back and touched her glass against his. She sipped the wine. It was a very good vintage. She closed her eyes and smiled in pleasure as its warmth filled her body. "That's so nice," she sighed. "So, do you want to talk about it?" asked Chris. Jackie took another long sip of her wine. "Is it that obvious?" "To those of us with insight," replied Chris. "I watched you this evening, and with each passing moment I saw the real you emerge. I'm beginning to feel that Jack is the costume." "It's rather confusing. I never had feelings like this before. I mean... I don't see myself as a hooker or anything like that, but being seen as a woman, felt... well... it feels nice." "You've never wanted to be a woman before tonight? I find that hard to believe. Look, Jackie, you can be honest with me. I don't mind if you want to a woman." Jackie looked into his eyes, and to the best of her ability she could see that he was being truthful. Chris smiled. "And you liked the attention that the men gave you?" "I guess," she replied and nervously sipped more of her wine. "You guess?' he asked. "Okay, okay, I'll admit it; I liked it. I've never had a homosexual thought before in my life, but I liked the fact that some of those men looked at me in a sexual way. It's very confusing." "You still haven't had a homosexual thought, my dear. You're reacting as a woman, not as a man," interrupted Chris. "Don't try to see this in a logical manner. Yes, you've seen yourself as a man, but you now know that you have a strong female side, right?" Jackie nodded. "And you're finding that you like it, right?" "Yes," replied Jackie. "You like it more than being a man, right?" She began to tremble slightly, more out of anticipation than fear. "Yes, you're right." "Good, so tell me more about this evening. Tell me about how you felt around those men tonight," asked Chris. "I liked the way they were treating me," continued Jackie. "It wasn't like they were treating me as they did back in the office...." Chris nodded. "You mean how they tried to take control? You liked how they tried to dominate you, right?" Jackie looked up into Chris's eyes. "How did you know that?" "I've sensed a submissive side in you since I first met you. Deep down, you crave control; this doesn't mean that you want to be someone's slave, but you want someone in your life to make decisions for you," explained Chris. "I know this because I need to be in control." "Really?" asked Jackie. Chris smiled, and he leaned over closer to her. "You're a very sexy woman, Jackie." Jackie tried to speak, but couldn't. "No, don't say anything," said Chris as he stared into her eyes. "I've always sensed there was something different about you, but I had no idea that such a beautiful woman was inside you waiting to escape." Jackie's mind was a whirl of thoughts. She tried to tell herself that this wasn't happening, but at the same time a stronger feeling was overriding these thoughts. She wanted to be with Chris. She had never felt this way about a man before, but now that her female side had been unleashed, she couldn't help herself. "As I watched you this evening, I knew I had to be with you, to turn you into my loving woman. You want to be my woman, don't you?" asked Chris. "If you don't, I'll take you back to your place right now, and nothing else will ever be said about this. It will be as if it never happened. Do you understand?" Jackie nodded. "So, what do you want? Do you want to stay?" he asked softly. "This is a big step, and I don't want to force you into something you might regret later." Jackie stared back at Chris. Her mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and feelings. Yes, he was trying to control her, but she had an out, all she had to do was to say no and this would end, but she didn't want it to end. She was tired of repressing her true feelings, and she so badly wanted someone to love her. "What do you want, Jackie? Do you want to stay with me?" he asked. Jackie nodded slightly. "Tell me that you want to be my woman," ordered Chris. His voice was forceful but loving. "I... I want to be your woman," said Jackie softly. Chris smiled and nodded. "Good. Tell me your name." "I'm Jackie," she replied. Her breathing was getting heavier. "That's right, and you're my woman. You belong to me now." Jackie nodded, unable to take her eyes from Chris's eyes. "Say it, Jackie," ordered Chris. "I belong to you; I am yours." Chris nodded and ran his hand gently across her face. He gently eased her face up so that he could look into her eyes. "I will mold you into my woman. I will treat you as the woman you were meant to be. I know this is very new to you, but deep down you know this is the right path for you." Jackie found this to be very appealing, and she could feel herself surrendering to Chris. She felt strangely submissive and passive next to Chris, and she desired him to take even stronger control of her. He was right; she wanted to be controlled by him. "You won't have a thing to worry about. I will take care of you, and all your needs will be met. Do you find that appealing, my sweet?" asked Chris. Jackie nodded and let out a long breath. Chris leaned over and began to kiss her. He pressed his lips tightly against hers, and his tongue slipped into her mouth. Jackie offered no resistance and just kissed him back. There was a small part of her mind screaming out that this was wrong and that she was really a man, but it was drowned out by the waves of pleasure that swallowed her. He pulled down her dress and began to rub her nipples. No one had ever done that to Jackie before, and she was shocked by the waves of pleasure that began to run through her body. As Jack, she'd had sex many times, but this was totally different. It was so overpowering. Jackie felt Chris's strong hands guide her head down into his lap. She watched in anticipation as he unzipped his pants and pulled out his hardening cock. She instinctively licked her lips and began to kiss and lick it. Something deeply repressed came out of Jackie's mind, and she knew exactly what to do to pleasure her man. She remembered how women had given Jack oral, and she tried to duplicate their actions. Soon his cock was filling her mouth, and she began to bob up and down on it; the sounds of pleasure coming from her lover only served to quicken her pace. Chris's hands were now gently guiding her head up and down on his cock. He wasn't forcing himself on her; rather he was guiding her, directing her into the path that he had decided for her. "Oh, yes, Jackie, that's it; show me that you're my woman," moaned Chris. "Show you know how to pleasure a real man." Jackie worked his cock until she could feel that he was about to climax. The idea of giving head to a man had never entered her mind before, but then again she hadn't unleashed her female side before. Instinct won out over logic, and soon Jackie was swallowing Chris's cum. "That was fantastic," stated Chris as he pulled her close to him. "You're truly a woman now." Jackie sat up next to Chris, and he pulled her close to him. "I think we should go to my bedroom, our bedroom, Jackie. Would you like that?" Without hesitation, Jackie nodded. "Are you willing to be mine, completely?" asked Chris. "Yes," replied Jackie. "Tell me that you want me to make love to you," ordered Chris. "Please, Chris, I want you to make love to me. Make me your woman." Chapter 9 Chris escorted Jackie to his bedroom. There was a large king-sized bed, and he sat down on the end and positioned Jackie in front of him. He pulled her dress down her body and had her step out of it. Next he removed her bra. He leaned over and kissed her nipples. Lastly, he had her remove her boots. "Leave the rest on," he ordered. He then undressed and pulled her onto the bed with him. "Do you want to take this to the next level; do you want me to make love to you?" Chris had taken her too far for her to stop now, and she smiled back at her lover. "Yes, I want to know what it's like to feel you in me," she replied. Chris began to kiss her again, pulling her body close to him, his cock beginning to harden again in anticipation of entering his new girl. Jackie responded to Chris's actions and was soon caught up in the passion. It was just supposed to be a party, and now she was about to make love to her supervisor. She smiled to herself as she slipped her panties down, and she remembered how Tess had made sure that her garters were on the inside. He moved her around and began to gently rub lubricant between her legs. "I'm going to be gentle with you, my sweet," he whispered as he began to rub the lubricant against her hole. Jackie just moaned back and offered no resistance. She could feel Chris's fingers begin to enter her. The slippery lubricant was now being worked into her body, preparing it for Chris's cock. "I want to look at you when I enter you," whispered Chris. "So I'm going to lie on my back, and you're going to face me and take my cock in your ass-pussy." Jackie moaned out what sounded like a yes. Chris watched as she began to lower herself down on his fully erect cock. Her eyes opened wide as she slowly took him in. She accepted him into her body and moaned in pleasure. Chris reached up and began to rub her nipples. He couldn't wait until the hormones began to flesh her out. He caught a quick look at Jackie's small but erect clitty, he had plans for that too. He wanted her to keep it, but between the hormones and other things, she would accept it as her clit and not a cock. Jackie began to lift up and drop down as she rode Chris's cock. She had no idea it would feel as good as it did. She was being fucked, and she loved every second of it. Her moaning got louder and more frequent, grunting and groaning with each stroke of Chris's cock into her pussy. I have a pussy, she thought as he made love to her. Chris pulled her tight as he came into her. Shot after shot of cum went deep into her pussy. He then pulled her down next to him and began to gently kiss her. "You're now a woman for real. There is no going back." "It was wonderful," gasped Jackie. "I came at almost the same time you did." "Of course you did. You loved it, didn't you?" he asked. Jackie turned to him and smiled. "Yes, it was wonderful. I had no idea it would feel like that." There was a long pause as they lay there soaking in the moment. "Do you want to stay a woman?" he asked as he kissed her. "Oh yes," she replied, as she cuddled next to him. "You may have to dress as a man for a while, but with each day I will make you more and more a woman," he said. Jackie looked at him. "I'll do as you wish." "I know you will, my sweet. Now, you'll keep your body smooth from now on. I like how you trimmed your pussy hair. Keep it like that," he said. "I will," replied Jackie. "Keep the polish on your toe nails too. It looks so cute," continued Chris. "Also, I want you to only wear panties from now on. I'll buy you some more this weekend." "Okay," replied Jackie. "Tell me, who did your makeup for tonight?" he asked. Jackie told him about Tess and her offer. "Good, that's exactly what you need. I'd like you to call her tomorrow and set up a schedule to start your training. She sounds like the perfect person to help you become a total woman. Don't worry about the cost either. I'll take care of that," said Chris. "I do have some money," replied Jackie as she stifled a yawn. "That's nice, my dear. Now how do you feel about hormones?" continued Chris. "I want to see your body with a woman's curves and softness." "I'd like that, but what about work?" asked Jackie. "For now, you should go to work and do your job. When you get home, you'll change back to Jackie. We'll decide how and when you give up your job and move in with me fulltime." Jackie nodded. It was so complicated, and there was so much to do; she was happy that Chris would be making all the decisions. "I also want you to make some changes at your apartment. Since a woman will be living there, it should look that way," he stated. "But that can all wait until later.' He pulled her close and kissed her. She was soon fast asleep in his arms. Chapter 10 Chris was up early and looked at Jackie sleeping soundly in his bed. He couldn't believe his luck. He had always craved a submissive mate. He'd tried to be with someone who wasn't submissive, and it just never worked out. He needed control and craved a partner willing to submit to him. As Chris had long stopped worrying about labels such as gay or straight, the gender of his lover wasn't totally important to him. Even though deep down he preferred female or transgendered, the attitude of obedience was more important. He had had his eye on Jack for a while, but this was far better than he could have wished. It was obvious to him that Jack had a strong submissive streak. Still, he'd never imagined that Jack would show up at the party en femme. Chris thought about the numerous times he had given Jack an opportunity to leave last night, and she had decided to stay. It was a key point for Chris that his partner enter the relationship of his or her own free will. The idea of forcing someone was totally repugnant to him. No, he wanted someone willing to surrender control because they wanted to, not because they were forced. When he'd seen Jackie at the party, he knew he had to have her. Unlike some of the other men dressed as women, Jackie looked too feminine, too perfect in her looks. She'd acted as if she had been born female. Chris had watched her the entire night and was pleased when she actually responded to the flirting of her co-workers. He knew that he had to make his move that night and hope that his instincts weren't wrong. He smiled, thinking how feminine Jackie had acted in bed, and how she had allowed him to fuck her with no protest. He stared at her sleeping form again and smiled. Jackie, you're now my woman, he said silently to himself. Still, he sensed that Jackie was dealing with some huge issues and as much as he wanted her, he also wanted her to be happy. He would have to be careful to nurture her and help her find her way. Chapter 11 Jackie awoke the next morning alone in Chris's bed. She could smell the aroma of fresh coffee brewing. She felt sore over her whole body, although it was a good sense of discomfort. The events of the previous night replayed in her mind. There wasn't a single thing she'd done that she regretted. She had never known that sex could feel so good. She stepped out of the bed and walked into the bathroom. She had to admit that she looked awful. Her wig was crooked, and her makeup was a total mess. Tess had put some makeup in her purse, and Jackie wondered if she could make herself look like a woman. She had some experience with makeup, but that was a long time ago, back in her high school theater. Still, it was a worth a try. She opened the purse and found some foundation, eye shadow, blush, mascara, and lipstick and gloss. She found herself licking her lips, thinking how good it felt to be kissed by Chris. Jackie took a long hot shower. She ran her hand across her face and could only feel a little stubble. She borrowed Chris's razor and returned her face to being smooth. After drying off, she put the wig back on. There was way too much hair, but she solved this by pulling it back into a ponytail. All she needed was something to keep it in place. She opened the drawers below the counter and found a woman's scrunchie. It was just what she needed. Even with the hair pulled back, she looked pretty feminine. She then applied her makeup. She tried to remember what Tess had done the previous night. She knew she had to tone it down a lot, and after some experimenting, she did a passable job. It then hit her that she didn't have a daytime outfit. The dress and boots from the party were hardly something she could wear outside. She shrugged it off and figured Chris would figure something out. She walked out of the bathroom and found several items of women's clothes laid out on the bed. There were several tops and skirts, along with a pair of jeans. Her bra, corset, and panties were lying next to the clothes. Jackie smiled and put on her panties, bra, and corset. She put her bra on and was able to reproduce the magic that Tess had done yesterday. She looked down at her small breasts and wondered what it would be like to have much bigger ones. She then picked up a dark brown top and tried it on. It was a little small in the chest, but that only served to show off her breasts. The jeans were way too tight, so she tried on one of the skirts. It was a short denim one. It was a close fit, and Jackie had to admit that she looked pretty good as she checked herself out in the mirror. Chris was sitting at the counter of his kitchen, drinking coffee and reading the paper. He smiled as he saw Jackie approach. He motioned her over and gave her a long passionate kiss. "Very nice. I think that you should always wear short skirts and dresses; you definitely have the legs for them," he commented. "Okay, if it makes you happy," replied Jackie. "Where did the clothes come from?" "An old girl friend left them here," replied Chris. A small smile grew on Chris's face as he saw Jackie's willingness to please and obey him. He would only build upon this foundation and make her into his perfect lover. Still, he had to let her know what he wanted. He poured her a mug of coffee and handed it to her. "Jackie, are you sure you want to do this? Now, before you answer, I want you to consider how this is going to totally change your life." Jackie sat down on the stool next to Chris. "I understand fully." "I seriously doubt that, Jackie. Look, I want a loving and submissive woman. I want a woman like you." "You mean a woman who was once male?" asked Jackie. "Exactly. I want to make you very feminine, but I want you to keep your clitty. Now, it won't function like it does now once you start taking hormones; it will still be sensitive, but it won't be as big or as hard." "Go on," said Jackie. "The hormones should also give you breasts, but what nature fails to provide will be taken care of by implants. I also plan on having you get some work on your face," said Chris. Jackie's hands went up to her face. "What will you change?" "I'd like you to have a slightly smaller nose, and some higher, more distinct cheekbones. It will make you look very feminine and sexy," explained Chris. "Obviously, you've been thinking about this all morning," replied Jackie. Chris nodded. "Actually, since last night. I also want you to get pierced." "You mean my ears?" asked Jackie. "Along with you clitty," he replied. "My clitty?" Chris nodded. "A small ring through the head. It will make it very sensitive, and it will also be a reminder that you're not a man anymore. It has one other side effect; it will force you to sit down to pee, otherwise it makes it rather messy." Jackie nodded and giggled. "Okay." "You'll also need to get some hair removal. We'll look for a good laser removal service; I've heard it's better that electrolysis." "This all sounds very expensive," she said. "Don't worry about it," remarked Chris. He reached over and took her hands into his. "Money isn't the issue; I just want to make sure that you're doing this willingly." "Thank you, but I want to do this too. Something happened last night, even before you brought me here. I felt a change as soon as I saw myself at Tess's place. I told you about my past and how I was shuffled from one family member to another, but I downplayed how harsh it was. In many ways, my life stopped when my parents died. I put all my efforts into getting a good job, so I wouldn't have to depend on other people. I blamed my partners for our failed relationships, but looking back, I know it was all my fault." "You mean you didn't feel that you were female when you were younger?" asked Chris. "I don't know, I just knew I was different, but I refused to allow myself to be distracted. It goes back to when I was very young. Anyway, after my parents died I repressed it. Well, I did allow myself one distraction; I was in theater in school," explained Jackie. Chris wanted to ask more about her parents dying but decided to wait until later. "Did you ever play a woman?" Jackie shook her head, her ponytail swinging back and forth. "No, even though I had the opportunity to do so. I did take the more outrageous roles, the ones that involved lots of makeup and dressing up, but never female. Looking back, I guess I was in full denial." Chris laughed. "Looking at you right now, I would say that was a major understatement." Jackie joined in the laughter. "I guess I did a pretty good job of fooling myself. You saw through me at the party, I wonder if others did too." Chris picked up his coffee mug and took a sip as he nodded. Jackie's eyes opened up wide. "You mean that?" "I was talking to Tomas and Selena. They commented how naturally feminine you acted." "Tomas knew?" asked Jackie. "And Selena too." "Anyone else?" asked Jackie. "Mr. Chambers." Jackie stared back at Chris. Her face was suddenly very serious. "What did he say?" Chris reached over to comfort her. "It's okay. He just suggested that it looked like some day soon I would have another woman in my department. I asked him what he meant, and he pointed at you. He said that should the issue arise, you had nothing to worry about. The company has a non-discrimination code that covers the transgendered." "It was that obvious?" Jackie was shocked that so many people, including her boss, had seen her as female. "Honey, your female side took over last night; all those years of repressing those feelings came out. Granted, the acceleration was lubricated by many glasses of champagne, but the real you came out last night. While I love the fact that you have a masculine side, I know for a fact that I made love to a woman last night." He leaned over and kissed her again. "So, I would be accepted at work as a woman?" "I don't see why not; hell, most people at work barely know you anyway," remarked Chris. "You know, I like the idea of seeing you at your cubicle in a dress." Jackie giggled. "I don't have a wardrobe yet." "That's easy to solve," answered Chris. "We'll go pick up your car and then go shopping." "You're serious, aren't you?" asked Jackie. Chris shrugged his shoulders. "Sure, why not? Look, I don't expect you to go to work Monday as Jackie, but in a few months, after you've grown more comfortable as a female, why not?" Jackie smiled at Chris. "That woman who helped you dress for the party, what was her name, Tess? Well, I think you should call her and set up some appointments to help you change." "I don't know, this is happening so fast," sighed Jackie. "Like last night?" he asked with a raised eyebrow. "Point taken," she giggled. "For now, as far as work goes, we're just friends. However, everywhere else from now on, you're my girl." "I like the way you say that," cooed Jackie. Chris began to kiss her again. "You are my girl. I do want you to know something, Jackie. You can talk to me about anything at anytime, and if you don't want to do something, I want you to let me know. Promise me that." Jackie just nodded. Chapter 12 They arrived together at Mr. Chamber's house. "What do I say, how do I explain the fact that I'm still dressed in women's clothes - crap, make that DIFFERENT women's clothing?" asked Jackie in a panicky tone. "Just tell him that you're really transgendered, and that it was just easier to come back here dressed as you are. You can tell him that you'd like to eventually tra