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The Secret World of Women.
I work for a magazine that covers unusual subjects. The writers there go
on all sorts of adventures, trips around the world, journey's to space.
Our budget is pretty big so they never spare any expense in getting good
stories.
I wasn't a writer for a while. Just a copy editor, when one day the boss
decided to give me a chance to write my first article. Whatever the
subject, I knew i had to accept the challenge. So, after being told the
good news, headed for the boss's office to find out what the subject would
be.
"Women," he said candidly. "We men don't understand them, and I'd like you
to do some investigating and find out more."
I was a little shocked. There are tonnes of magazines that do articles
about women and how to understand them better. Our magazine had always
considered those sorts of magazines trash.
"I know what you are thinking Craig, and no, we are not writing one of
those articles. As you know there has been plenty of 'understanding women'
articles. This one will be different."
I started figeting, I've never been comfortable around women.
"How?" I asked.
My boss plunked a flyer onto his desk. "This surgeon specializes in sex
change operations. This article will be different because you will
actually become a women and live amongst other women."
I looked at the flyer. "I don't understand, why not just get a real woman
to write the article."
"Because they lie," he explained. "If they told the truth, we would
understand them by know. When women write articles about women, they only
tell us what they want us to hear. And another thing, after the surgery
you will be a real woman. The surgery is completely reversible But you may
want to think about it just the same."
I did think about it, a lot. For a while i definitely did not want to
undergo surgery. But after a couple more weeks of being a lowly copy
editor I decided I needed to grab this opportunity by the horns.
Soon afterwards I was at the sex change clinic. I met with doctor brown
and he explained to me the first part of the procedure. Normally sex
changes take a long time, but I only had a week or so.
The first step was some fact acting hormones. They came out of a huge
needle and the moment they were injected i became emotional. The very site
of my breasts coming in filled me with joy and sadness. I cradled them
like they were my babies. I didn't notice allot of other changes,
supposedly my skin became a little softer. Next came the surgery. I was
taken to an operating room and put to sleep. When I awoke, my cock was
gone. They took the liberty of also stimulating my hair growth, i was
becoming a long haired brunette. I looked in the mirror an was undoubtedly
woman, they even shaved and probably electrolyzed my chest and facial
hair. Waking up a different sex was certainly traumatic.
"Craig, how was the surgery?" My boss was there to greet me as I woke up.
"Great," I said, trying to sound feminine. I wanted him to know i was up
for the job.
My boss lifted my sheet to take a look at my body. I gasped, trying to
cover myself.
"Well, you certainly look like a woman," he said "But I want to be
absolutely convincing."
"What are you saying?" I said wide eyed, and a little offended.
"Well, you make quite a gorgeous girl, but I want to add a little extra
just to be certain. We've only have one shot at this, so i want to be
extra certain that there is no way any women will be able to tell your
really a man."
Kicking and screaming, i was taken for more surgery. The bones in my face
and hips were broken, and reassembled to be more feminine. Also, they
grafted completely new skin over my entire body. This skin was smoother,
and mostly hairless. It was also more sensitive. These doctors were
brilliant with every detail. Quite alot of work was done on my breasts, I
don't know why it was important for me to look sexy but thats definitely
what they were trying for. I was given very perky d cup breasts, with
perfect nipples you'd normally only see in magazines. My vocal cords were
stretched so i would sound only like a woman. Finally they genetically
engineered me a pussy with a real clit and ovaries.
When I awoke from the second surgery the first thing I did was look at my
hands. They were completely different, small and delicate, in fact so did
my entire body. The sight of my boss hovering over me actually scared me a
little. I covered myself as best as i could.
"Good morning Claire," he said. Had the surgery taken all night? Wait a
minute, Claire?"
"Is that my name now?" I said slowly, still trying to get used to my soft
(and might i add sexy) voice.
My boss nodded. Then his face became concerned. "You know this could be a
problem," he said. "If you randomly forget your name is now Claire for
instance."
I stared in shock. Did he seriously want me to go through more surgery?
It turned out to be something much worse than surgery. Hypnosis. I was
programmed to be incapable of mentioning being a former man. The hypnotist
spent hours going through my life's story. He conditioned me so when I
told those stories, old girlfriends would become boyfriends, sports would
become make-up and anything boyish would be something girlish. The memory
of my former name was completely erased. I was Claire, and there was
nothing i could do about it.
Next came the clothing. At first my boss pretended that he was going to
let me choose my own clothing. I picked out a comfortable pair of jeans
and a t shirt. He proptly rejected my choices and made me wear something
'more fitting for the job'.
I ended up wearing a very short plaid mini skirt. My boss said that since
we spent so much effort on my legs we might as well show them off. The
spagetti strap tank he gave me was white and almost see through.
Underneath it all was the sexiest matching red bra and panties.
I hated it all, my body seemed so unfamiliar to me, the last think I
wanted to do was expose it to everyone.
"Now for the final test," my cocky boss said as he grabbed my ass. I made
a squeel that was unmistakably girlish. My boss laughed and said i was
ready.
I wanted to get my article written fast. So I headed directly for the
mall. I figured I'd buy some feminine products and i could 'girl talk'
with one of the saleswomen. I wasn't ready for dresses, so I went to the
drugstore and chose some tampons (hopefully i'd be male again before i
needed them). The sales woman was a bout 30ish.
"I hate periods, don't you?" I said, hoping to start a conversation.
She just stared at me blankly, and then laughed. "Oh you're so funny!"
Suddenly she was feeling my tits! I was in total shock.
"Don't worry," she smiled. "No man will come in for minutes. Your breasts
are nice, how did you ever earn them?"
Earn them? I was very confused. I even forgot she was feeling me up until
she finally stopped.
"Whats wrong? You act like you've never been felt up by a girl before,"
she said, chuckling a little.
"Umm, I'm from cleavland," I said. Had she found me out?
"Oh, that explains it. I bet you just moved here, and don't have a chapter
yet," she said. "Well be careful. I heard a rumour than men are trying to
learn about our secret world. Hard to imagine huh? If men ever found out
what we were doing behind their backs for the last thousand years."
We talked for a while longer, I found out her name was Shelly, she invited
to join her 'chapter', which i accepted without even knowing what that
meant.
"One more thing," Shelly said as i was leaving. "Could you please do me?"
By now nothing shocked me, accept maybe the candid way she said things.
She handed me a large dildo, and i watched her lift her skirt to reveal a
nicely trimmed pussy.
"Please baby," she said, after a short pause I plunged the dildo in her
pussy. I watched as i brought her to orgasm. I had never seen a woman
enjoy herself as much as Shelly. She made no sound, but she was breathing
heavily. Her juices leaked out all over my hand (not to mention i could
start to feel my own juices leaking out).
"Thanks, baby," she said when it was all over. Were all women like this?
I soon found out when I was invited back to her place for a 'chapter'
meeting. A group of 20 hot women sat on the living room floor facing
Shelly. I nervously sat on the floor next to the other women.
"No no Claire," Shelly said to me. "You sit next to me."
I sat on the armchair next to where Shelly was standing. Shelly began her
speech.
"On behalf of the secret world of women, I call this chapter meeting to
order." Everyone clapped. "Tonight we welcome our newest member Claire.
When she moved here from Cleveland she left her chapter behind. We can
tell by her beautiful breasts that she will make an excellent member."
Shelly nodded to me. What did she want? Somehow i knew, but it didn't
believe it. Instinctively i lifted my shirt and flashed the group of
women. I heard many 'ooos' coming from the women.
As I lowered my shirt Shelly began to speak again. "So girls, think we can
accept Claire as a member?" A round of applause. "Good! then it's time for
the initiation! Claire, please remove your clothing."
Again, Shelly was candid, as if she had just asked me to pass the remote.
I had to hide my surprise. I had a feeling that women did this often.
As I slowly peeled off my clothes, are eyes were on me. I felt like a
goddess as they admired every inch of my body. Soon, I was naked. No
longer nervous, I smiled. Clearly the women loved my body.
"Alright Claire," Shelly said, as she too admired my body. "You know what
happens next."
Except I didn't know what happens next. Suddenly one of the girls forced
my legs open. Soon her tongue was deep in my pussy, licking the clit. Just
the shock of it brought me an almost instantaneous orgasm. The girl
finished, and collapsed on the floor. She started playing with herself as
the next girl began licking my pussy. It was soon clear that every girl in
the room was going to eat me out.
After every girl licked my pussy, my orgasm grew. I became less and less
concerned about how loud i was being. I moaned like crazy, oh god it felt
so good. By the time it was Shelly's turn, i was putty on the floor. I
probably looked like a whore, my hair was a mess, i was feeling myself up
and begging for more.
Shelly was the best of all, her tongue circled my clit so firmly, she was
practically an expert. She kept licking until i could hardly stand the
pleasure, then she kept licking! After she was done, it took a full hour
for me to catch my breath. If there was any maleness in me left, it
probably died during those orgasms.
I kept going to those chapter meetings and learned a lot about the 'secret
world of women'. For instance, it turns out that women need sex a lot more
than they let on. So much so, that for thousands of years women have
formed these little 'chapters' to have secret orgies. Since becoming a
woman, my sex drive has gotten to high that I often make trips to the
ladies room (yes, we have sex in there). The world goes deeper than that
too. Apparently, although men claim to have control over their own lives,
the world of men is really controlled by the women's secret world.
I sent my boss my article. He didn't believe a word. I don't know if he'll
pay to get my old body back. But for now, I'm happy to explore this secret
world of women.
(second story, let me know what you girls think. I'll get better as I go)
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