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Becoming Brandee
Chapter 6:
I don't think many people have any idea just how hard it is to become a
bimbo. These last four weeks have been a lot of fun but sometimes it has
even been painful. While the laser hair removal sessions are a "snap"
(Giggle) I made a joke...the proceed...er, proceedture?....no, that's not
it...anyhow, the machine that removes my hair feels like someone "snapped"
me with a rubber band. See right there? That was the joke. I know, not
too funny but I just am not as witty as I used to be. Anyhow, the
electrolysis needles don't snap. They zap! Ouchies! At first I was
crying and whining like a bratty six year old so Richard had the hypnotist
program my pain away for following proceed...procneed....er, sessions. At
50, I had to get use electrolysis to get rid of those few grey hairs that
the laser couldn't. That was really the only yucky parts of my training.
I love doing everything else and have been told by Richard that soon I am
going to have my interview to be a cocktail waitress. I think I am
already ready, but like I tell him often, "He's the boss."
I love my daily routine. I find it allows me to be the girl I have always
wanted to be and it is so wonderful that Richard has been making it all
possible. I wake up at 7:00 everyday to my CD alarm clock that plays some
girl group song from the 60s. Today it was, Tell Him.
"Tell him, tell him, that you'll always need him. Tell him, tell him,
that you'll always love him, tell him...oopsies...I like that song.
Anyhow, I always love waking up in my cute baby doll teddy surrounded by
my fuzzy stuffed animal friends and smiling at how pink everything is in
my room. Pink is now officially my favorite color! I go to the bathroom,
usually still sleepy-eyed. Sit to tinkle. Afterwards, I then start my
bubble bath. I shave my legs and of course my face, which has gotten
noticeably smoother since I've been taking my hormones and what hairs I
still have grow much slower. Speaking of hormones I can now see and feel
some of the other effects as well. I have buds! Tender sensitive breast
buds, perkier and larger nipples and things are starting to get fleshier
all around them. They are sore sometimes but I love watching for changes.
Anyhow, like I was saying, I now can make up my face in beautiful colors
and sultry manners in just 15 minutes. Today I was all girlie pinks on my
lips and cheeks and adventurous purples and blues on my eyelids.
Sometimes I make up my face before I dress, sometimes after. Decisions,
decisions. I sometimes can't wait to wear make up so lately I have been
doing it as soon as I can most mornings. I brush out my hair which has
been cute in a short but very girlie style and highlighted with darling
blonde streaks. If I were a tomboy, which I am not, I could easily go out
without a wig now but it will be about 3 more months until it is a length
that I can do all sorts of femmy things with it.
Next, I go to my closet and pick out which maid uniform I feel like
wearing that day. Today I picked out a pink French style one with the
cutest frilly apron. Lotsa lace trim all around. Then sitting at my
vanity I put on my shorter platinum blonde wig which graces my shoulders
in a cute flip. When I pin on my maid's cap something always washes over
me, almost trancelike. It happens like at the flick of a light switch. I
just seem to melt into this very happy state where all I want to do is
clean the house and cook and care for Richard. I seem so at peace when I
do my chores. I put on my white pumps with the 3 inch heels, some
jewelry, spray my self delicately with a scent I think I and Richard would
enjoy wafting around the room as I do my chores and redo my lip gloss. I
often blow myself a kiss in the mirror before heading down the kitchen
past Richard's room being careful not to wake him.
In the kitchen I quietly prepare his breakfast. Today it was a delicious
honeydew melon half filled with fresh raspberries, scrambled eggs, whole
wheat toast and a cup of his favorite blend of coffee. I arrange it all
on my serving tray and before heading up to his room I go outside to get
one rose from the garden that I place in a small vase on the tray. I then
place a silver cover over his food so it remains hot and then head off to
his room.
Once inside Richard's room I am always reminded just how masculine it is
decorated. So unlike my room with all its pink girlie flourishing, his is
filled with rich mahogany furniture of deep wooden reds, rugged looking
picture frames and other decorations on his walls. It is so manly that I
feel like I have entered an exclusive men's club to which a girl like me
couldn't ever belong and yet thrilled that I have made such a trespass. I
place my tray down on his dresser close to his bed. What comes next is
one of my favorite parts of the day.
I spend a few minutes listening and watching Richard sleep, with his
muscular frame moving rhythmically up and down with his deep breathing.
Smiling at this sight I slowly move closer taking care that the "cloking"
of my heels do not wake him. I gently pull back the blankets until I can
see him fully exposed. Some mornings he is soft and others he is already
hard as many men get in the mornings. I enjoy it the best if he is soft
when I first bring my face closer to his wonderful cock that I have become
to worship. I start out with sweet kisses and gentle licks and get all
happy as I feel him harden and experience him wakening ever so slowly. I
could stay here doing this for hours but a good maid knows exactly how
long to take. Afterall, his breakfast must not be cold when I serve it to
him. When I have Richard in my mouth there is this lovely time when he
awakens and places his strong hands on my head. This always makes me feel
like his well-treated prisoner who is grateful for her warden's attention.
I adore it when I am being held in place as he fully wakens in such an
excited place and fills me with his essence. This is my first glass of
"juice" in my morning. I then clean off his cock with my tongue, fluff
his pillows as he sits up and then go retrieve the tray to serve him in a
different manner.
As Richard eats his breakfast I return to the living room to do my chores,
dusting every day at least, washing and ironing every third day. After my
chores are done I fix myself a small breakfast of cottage cheese and
toast. By ten o'clock Richard has left the condo to begin his tasks of
the day.
It is then that I find the appropriate outfit for what ever I have
scheduled that day. I have so many classes I attend. Let's see if I can
remember them all. I have a flower arranging class on Mondays, cooking
classes on both Mondays and Thursdays. Comportment class everyday. I
can't believe that they actually do make me walk across the room with a
book balanced on my head. I thought that was only done in old fashioned
movies. Anyhow, my teacher says I am the most graceful girl in the class.
Star pupil, that's me! I like being teacher's pet.
I have voice lessons twice a week. At this point my voice is extremely
feminine complete with little valley girl flourishes at the end of almost
ever sentence. Richard says I sound like I am always asking a question
even when I am making a statement. I have electrolysis twice a week and
laser every other week.
I work out every other day. But my favorite classes are my dance classes.
Ballet has actually made me as flexible as the yoga courses I am taking
and is actually the most difficult of all my work outs. Plus, these are
few things more girlie than to take ballet classes. We have a recital in
two months and since I am new I doubt I will get a principal role but I
should get something that will draw attention to me.
At the gym there are aerobic classes that utilize erotic dancing and they
are my favorite dance classes. Already I am the best lap dancer and
within the next three weeks I hope to be the best pole dancer. Oh, and
guess who is also in my pole dancing class? Lisa, the salesgirl from the
MAC store. We just screamed when we first saw each other there. She's
pretty good at all this erotic dancing stuff too. Anyhow, we are becoming
close girlfriends and often eat lunch together. She is always suggesting
ways for me to pass even better. She says having my skin starting to
soften form the hormones has been very helpful in this process and also
said that if she just met me today she would think that I was a real girl.
Isn't she the sweetest? Once a week I see my hypnosis and enjoy all those
sessions so much, though I no longer have any idea what suggestions are
being given to me anymore.
On the way home I stop in the market to buy groceries for our dinner. I
will have his meal ready for him upon his return to his condo at six,
greeting him at his door with some new dress or outfit that he has yet to
see me in and shower him with kisses. Often he brings his friends home
and I will serve them dinner as well. Occasionally, he might ask me to
demonstrate what I learned that day for him and his friends. I find I
love showing off for Richard and his friends; whether it is a flower
arrangement or how graceful I can walk across a room, or modeling a
recently purchased outfit. I especially like to demonstrate how good I've
gotten at dancing. One of his friends was going to have a heart attack
when I lap danced for him. Richard and I laughed over that one for days.
Once the evening is coming to a close I return to my room, remove my make
up and slip into my jammies or nightgown for the evening. Then I either
write a note in my diary or send emails to my wife to find out what has
been going on with her and also telling her all that happened to me that
day. We miss each other a lot. I think Richard told me that she will be
showing up in less than two weeks to see me. I am so looking forward to
her seeing the new me! Oh, tonight is one of those nights when Richard is
having a hard time falling asleep. The poor man, he seems to be having
more nights like that lately. I help him by finding some lingerie I know
he will like, freshen my lips and then finally search for a pair of heels
he'd like to see me in. I then go into his room put on some music I can
dance my fanny off for him as he plays with himself until he comes. I
then gently wash him off with a warm fluffy washcloth and tuck him into
bed. By the time I am almost in my room again I usually hear his peaceful
snores.
Bree
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