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Becoming Brandee
Chapter Nine:
My wife was still asleep in my bed and I was downstairs dressed in my maid
uniform serving Richard his breakfast.
During breakfast Richard told me that he arranged for me to have the night
off. It was a Saturday and usually my busiest and most fun night at the
Turbulence Club. I often get about ten offers to sleep with men and even
the occasional marriage proposal. Of course, I know they are not serious
about marriage but it is flattering just the same. And my tips are great
and I give all my money to Richard.
"Brandee, we are all going out tonight for a fun filled evening. Your
wife, Julie and I discussed what we should do but won't tell you what we
have in mind until it the right time. All I can say is that we both want
you to look your best. I've called the spa and they will be expecting you
and your wife for complete makeovers, massages and all around pampering.
At my expense, I want you both to also go on a shopping safari and get the
most beautiful dresses you can find. Perhaps you could find something
very lovely that a girl might wear to her prom. I insist that your outfit
be strapless. Am I understood?"
I, of course, loved the idea of getting so dolled up even if I didn't have
any idea of what we'd be doing tonight. I pranced over to Richard at the
breakfast table, squatted down to be at his sitting level and kissed him
sweetly on the cheek in advance of what was to be a very girlie afternoon.
"Absolutely. You are totally understood, Richard."
Our day at the spa was more than fabulous. It was "marvy" at its most
ultimate. We were pampered to the max. The girls at the spa know that I
am in transition and were comfy with me being with all the other women
there, easily accepting me as just one of the many ladies. Our faces were
covered in clay, our bodies oiled and massaged, feet and hands spoiled and
our nails fussed over and painted. Most enjoyable of all were having our
bodies massaged luxuriously. Alone in the steam room with our cushy
Egyptian cotton towels wrapped femininely around our bodies and covering
our hair, my wife and I had a very sweet girl-to-girl talk.
I knew she was curious about what had been going on for me since my
adventure started and being transformed by Richard so I filled her in on
all the yummy details between sweet kisses and touches that sparked
favorite places. After additionally describing all my many oral services
and joys required of me, she was surprised that I had not been taken in my
"pussy" by Richard or any man yet.
"Do you not want that, Brandee?" she asked while teasing me by caressing
my bottom. "After all, with the hormones having such lovely effect and
filling you out in such a beautiful manner I can only imagine that you are
hard to resist."
I giggled and I cooed in response to her touch.
"Oh, I do hope my bottom is irresistible to men and I do long to be
taken?down there," I smiled wistfully. But Richard has insisted that this
event of my new life can come only when it is the right time. He wants
my deflowering to be perfect and under the right situation. I trust him
to know when that is. I just hope I don't have to wait forever. You know
how much I love it when you wear your strap-on and entered me. It makes
me so ooey-gooey just thinking about it. But, I do long to feel a man
possess me by marking me, as his, inside of me. It would so make me feel
more complete as a woman."
"I do understand Brandee," she answered compassionately and then kissed me
fully on my lips. "Hmmm, we better cool ourselves down before someone
else enters the steam room."
The rest of the afternoon was spent in girlie heaven as we got our
makeovers and went shopping. Just to let you know how beautiful my wife
is; she hardly wears any makeup at all as she is naturally beautiful. I
have always been incredibly envious of her that way. However, today she
allowed herself to have her eyebrows reshaped into incredibly thin arches
and her makeup was stunning and perfect. She was a vision. After my
makeover, she sweetly told me that I looked prettier than ever. She loved
how big and doe-like my subtle false eyelashes looked surrounding my eyes
which were now made up in lavender, moving into shades of rich magentas,
highlighted by shimmering and sparkling whites just below my thinly
penciled and delicately arched eyebrows. I felt elegant with a blush
that reflected just how I now felt and now possessed lips that were
perfectly lined and filled with the shiniest shade and deepest red that I
had ever worn. My lips were absolute candy.
We both ended up with strapless gowns that ended a foot and a half above
our knees. Hers was a stunning number in dark burgundy while mine was a
girlish, shimmering swish of lavender. The bodice of my gown was gathered
in tight flowing horizontal lines that unfolded in a graceful slope
downward as it hugged my enhanced breasts, once again made to look like I
had a lot more cleavage than I really had. I looked like I was busting
out of my top with 38 Cs and could hardly take my eyes off of MY chest
moving up and down lusciously with every breath I took.
"We both look perfect for tonight, Brandee," smiled Julie knowingly which
only increased my curiosity as to what might be in store for me.
Once home we hurried up the stairs to my room, treasure-hunting through my
jewelry boxes, to find the perfect accessories to complete our outfits.
My wife found great ruby earrings, two rings and a thin ruby chain for her
right wrist. She picked out tiny pearl earrings, matching necklace for
me as well as three pretty rings for my perfectly manicured and white
tipped fingers and a subtle silver slave anklet.
"Girls, please hurry as it is almost time," called out Richard from the
living room. Walking slowly down the staircase, my wife and I made our
perfect entrances. We were both stunning. I looked and felt less like my
true age but more like a teenage girl going out on her prom night.
Richard was speechless; something that doesn't happen too often as we
finally greeted him. He kissed us softly on both of our cheeks and I was
beginning to realize that we were both going to be his date for the
evening. This could be quite the interesting evening with many incredible
possibilities. But at that exact moment of thought the doorbell rang and
I was taken from my sweet imaginings of the evening. I must have looked
bewildered as I turned to face Julie and Richard. Sensing my confusion my
wife quickly and sweetly said, "Brandee, you really should get the door
and not keep your date waiting.
(gulp)
"Go on, Brandee," she said both wickedly and deliciously as she wrapped
her hands comfortably unto Richard's right arm.
"Look, Richard, she is both excited and nervous for her 'prom' date.
Isn't she precious?!"
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