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Nelson Enterprises - Bill Nelson - the morning after. Sorry to take so many weeks but I've worked hard on this story and the edits. I hope it shows. Returning to Bill Nelson's story, we find Bill waking Saturday morning and learning what a grueling routine his female drill sergeant has planned for him to trim down for the Ball. Barb has already taken off to play basketball with the guys but Bill will learn that it takes hard work to be a successful lady of leisure and Barb was a little negligent during her last few days with that body. Summary to date: Bill Nelson was a famous billionaire inventor and whose mind has been transferred his trophy wife's brain and body. This was achieved using his own secret 3T invention and he has been in this predicament so far for one afternoon and an evening. His wife Barb now has his CEO position, sharp mind that goes with his body and the billions in net worth. She is very much enjoying redefining Nelson Enterprises and the lives of some of its male directors. Monica McCullough - Bill's brilliant lab assistant and co-conspirator is a brilliant research assistant to Bill who was tired of also being sexually harassed despite her brilliant technical accomplishments. Now she is using Bill's invention to help Bill and others experience the female role as they liked to define it when they were men. But she also wishes to help them learn more positive roles available to women. Morning at the Nelson Mansion It is Saturday morning and Bill has a date at the gym with the guys to play some very physical and stress relieving basketball. Barb (as Bill) is awakened by the alarm clock. She glances over at Bill looking so lovely and just cannot resist caressing that magnificent naked goddess body of his. Bill (as Barb) stirs some from the caressing and Barb kisses those full lips of his. They are so tender and Bill unconsciously responds very favorably. He has a tender and loving appearance, While semi-conscious he pulls in close and holds on tight to Barb's male body and plants an even deeper kiss. His female cuddle relax is triggered by these actions and he involuntarily cuddles into her chest and relaxes in her protective strong arms. Barb cannot help but wonder if he'd be acting this way if he were conscious. He is playing perfectly the role of feeling so safe and warm under the husband's strong protection. Barb cannot help but think "Having and protecting a beautiful and caring wife is a wonderful feeling. I shall have to make sure to keep her happy, beautiful and grateful." She rises gently for she fears if Bill fully awakened then he'd back away and the moment would be lost. She does wish she could have a picture of this moment to show him later. But he must rise and get his basketball gear together and head off to the club. This morning she is going to be 'Mr. Bill Nelson club basketball star' - at least among his circle of friends. Her head is full of his memories of game saving shots and spectacular plays. She is now going to be one of the big shots of the club instead of one of his trophy possessions. This is going to be a very physical game full of male sweat and testosterone and territorial fights and this time she is going to be in the middle of it rather than playing cheerleader. Events like this are how males bond with males and for once she is going to be one of the lions instead of being one of the hunted prey among the lions. She finds getting ready is so easy as a man - the 3 S male morning routine but this time she could even skip the shit and the shower and just shave. Just a wipe of the face with a damp wash cloth, a comb once through the hair and a quick shave with the electric razor is all she needs to do this morning. She tosses the gym clothes in the sports bag, throws on some baggy sweats and pees standing up and she is done. She is ready in less than 10 minutes. Oh, wait one moment. The verb is not 'pee' but 'piss'. She must make sure to talk like one of the guys. She certainly has most of Bill's memories in these areas. While with the guys the expletives are piss and crap and shit and hell and maybe even stronger words, depending on which gang and the circumstances. Passing by the bed on the way out of the bedroom she takes another glance at Bill and decides to modestly cover that so sweet and goddess-like naked body. His morning will start very shortly and very abruptly. Her trainer will arrive any minute and Bill himself has picked out this trainer for Barb. He did not pick some young male stud to wander dangerously through Bill's harem. No, he picked out a retired lady marine drill sergeant for his wife so her workouts would be hard and strong and not confused with sensual distractions. But this morning, Bill is going to experience the hell his wife has to so as to maintain her attractive body as she ages. Bill loves making decisions that affect other people and now he again is going to be victim of his own invention. He is not going to enjoy the morning of a lazy spoiled housewife but it will be the morning of a super model that must maintain her body or lose her job - or as it translates for him - lose his job as wife and the money that goes with it. Arriving in the kitchen downstairs, Barb quickly eats some eggs and bacon already prepared by the morning maid. As she savored the flavor she ponders how long it has been since she has been able to enjoy bacon without fearing for her hip size. And that muffin soaking in real butter was oh so very tasty. She'd love to hang around to be here and watch Bill eat his bagel and cheese and sniff the bacon but not be able to touch it. Maggie, the trainer, was just entering. Barb could not resist setting the stage for poor Bill. "Maggie, Barb's still finishing her beauty sleep. You know tonight is the big ball and we must make sure Barb fits into that fantastic and very tight gown. She wants the full workout today and no holding back. She told me to tell you that any whining and begging for mercy should be ignored and you must give her the full treatment and then the full rough body massage. There is a double bonus today for the full works as long as you do not show any mercy. And yes, here comes Monica from the office. Barb asked her to assist this morning since there was so much to do. Monica might participate some but go easy on her." Monica was at the back door and Barb let her in. She and Barb talked over the phone earlier and agreed that Bill would need assistance this morning and that Maggie had to be kept in the dark about the new Mrs. B. Besides, Monica was dying to have some fun at Bill's expense. For 5 years he has been her boss and has used that as a way of currying sexual favors but now the relationship will be different. With a full wide grin Barb heads off to the garage and the BMW convertible she has long coveted and Bill would not let her touch. Like Jeff's sports car, they had even paid a heavy price for the voice activated accessory so the wives could not sneak a drive behind their backs. Now she has the voice to activate it. Off she goes to join the guys and she is so grateful the 3T machine left her with all of the knowledge and skills to play this sport well. Her last thought of poor Bill was to enjoy a play on the word accessories. He will now learn that the word 'accessorize' no longer means extras for his car or computer but it means extras to go with his clothing fashions. Maggie and Monica look at their watches and knew they had to get Bill's morning underway. Upstairs they go and Maggie starts shouting and imitating the taps melody and sure enough it startles Bill and he sits partially up while modestly covering his breasts. His eyes are struggling with the light and with the sleep still inside of them. "What the hell!!! Who are y...." but he did not need to finish that sentence. It all came rushing into his head. Barb's memories of tough workouts are all coming rushing into his memory. Bill himself had picked out Maggie and now he is having second thoughts about that choice. Maggie wastes no time exercising her Marine voice. "Hey mam, I saw your husband as he headed out the door. He told me of your desire for a tough workout so you can get that body into one of your very tight gowns for tonight's big event. No whining or complaining today so get that cute little butt out of that bed and put on your jogging outfit. We've got 3 miles to run and then into the weight room. That butt is looking a little larger today so now you must pay for some of those moments of food indulgences or maybe skipping a nightly routine like a bad girl." Bill turns to the other side of the bed to get up and is startled by the unexpected appearance of Monica. "Good morning Mrs. B! Remember last night you asked me if I'd help you this morning? It will be a very busy day!" Maggie has no idea that Monica is a very technical researcher so Monica pretends to be more of a secretary - administrative assistant - so her presence there would not be very suspicious. But Barb and she know Bill would likely be somewhat disoriented this morning and besides, Monica has missed out on all the fun as Tony explored his new body, role and clothing so she wants to get some kicks helping Bill discover his new world. She helps Bill out of bed and as he tried to clutch to the sheets for covering, Monica gently pulls them away. "No need for false modesty here Mrs. B. You are among intimate friends." Bill's eyes keep jumping between the 2 ladies but he can find no words to utter in his confusion. Monica leads him to the dressing area and bathroom and signaled Maggie to wait outside. She did not wish to risk Maggie getting any wind of the fact this was Bill and not Barb inside that body. Monica moves Bill into the classic male standing position in front of the toilet. "Would you like to pee?" Bill mechanically reaches down for his penis to pee standing up but comes away with nothing but air. He fumbles around but still finds nothing to grab. Looking down did not help for he could not see past those 2 very large breasts. He then turns and smirks at Monica and then lowered the toilet seat and sat very lady like. "Very cute Monica. I've already been through this discovery last night. I am glad the confusion of the morning has given you some entertainment." Monica smirks and smiles and glares at him and amuses herself at his new look. "I recall one time when you guys joked that NE was not a sexist company and that anyone who could pee standing up could be promoted. Sometime last night it occurred to me that I just had to tease you about this. For 5 years you have been my boss and you loved holding yours and Tony's manhood up as indications of your natural born right to take advantage of me. At the moment you do not look the slightest bit like my boss, You do not sound like him and - most importantly - since Nelson Enterprises does not believe in lady bosses, there is no way you are the boss of anyone at NE." Bill glared partially at the floor and partially at Monica and tried to growl but it was a purr instead. Monica chuckled lightly. "You are not even the slightest bit intimidating. That face and body are designed for affection and nurturing and not conflict." Monica whispered. Bill just sits there quietly and pees like a good little lady. He desperately searches his head for a quick come back but nothing happens quickly inside that head. Monica decides to keep pressing. "You really do have the sweetest little face and I do get quite amused here just trying to imagine Bill Nelson inside that head. I was also watching closely as that shapely butt wiggled its way into this dressing area. I am looking forward to playing dress-up and assisting you in picking out some clothes and adorning that lovely body. Since you can't be my boss at this time, maybe we can become close girl friends for a time and go shopping together." She can not hold back a large snicker. "Of course we will have to see what sort of allowance your husband gives you." While Bill relieves himself and cleans up, Monica is selecting from a wide array of exercise outfits. She can choose one of the loose fitting outfits that are almost masculine in design but that is not going to be right for the experience she wants Bill to have. She chooses something extremely feminine and includes some cotton panties, an athletic bra and halter top and some tight fitting shorts with a zipper up the back. She has the option to choose spandex biking shorts but she wants a different feminine experience for Bill. She assists him with the panties and smacks his butt as the panties snapped tightly around his rounded waist. "You have such excellent taste Mrs. B. I love the little pink flower pattern and the lacy elastic." She and Bill exchange smirks in the mirror. Then she helps him with the athletic bra. "We must make sure those tits do not bounce too uncomfortably but at the same time we do want the neighbors to know what a full figured mare Bill has in his stable." She also can not resist the chance to pop the bra strap in the back and watch how it made Bill snap to attention. She then offers him the shorts and sure enough he first tries to put them on backwards. "No! The zipper goes in the back not the front. See how curved the zipper side is? That is to caress around that shapely butt." She helps him step into them and guides Bill's right hand around the back side and assists him in his first experience zippering from behind. The shorts pull very snuggly around his waist and he tries to adjust the pants without the use of the mirror. He fumbles for the pockets to use as leverage but there are no pockets. There is nothing to grab hold of. Monica turns him toward the mirror so he can see around his boobs and see how the shorts fit. He then is able to find his way and adjusts them in a very feminine fashion and very mechanically slides his fingers along the hips and butt to check the fit. Using the mirror he fixes his gaze on that zipper down the middle of his butt cheeks. That is a most strange site and feeling. There is not the slightest way any of the maleness still inside his mind can feel the least bit macho while wearing pink shorts that fit in this fashion. Monica knows from past conversations that men are very fixated on women's side or rear zippers for it is so different from anything a man can relate to. As that zipper locks it is like the remaining male feelings in his mind are locked also into a prison cell and the female feelings are unchained. He is then admiring his very flat belly; the smooth ways those shorts emphasize his smooth crotch and very lovely legs. Then his eyes and hands move upward to the pink flowery halter top filled to the full with his wonderful breasts. This site in the mirror and the feelings from these clothes make it even more impossible for him to be in contact with any masculine moods at this moment. Monica has very effectively stirred Barb's feminine feelings very deeply and they sweep through Bill's mind. Monica broke the silence. "Do you know how many women would kill to look like you do at this moment? And Jeff will be first in line considering how heavy he is feeling right now in his pregnancy. And I might be second in line. It has been a long time since I could wear those types of clothes. You are a very beautiful woman Mrs. B." Bill's chest fills deeply with air and pride and he quite automatically strikes a very attractive lady-like pose in the mirror and even twists left and right so as to take in the full effect of those curves. He smiles a very warm smile of approval. "Indeed I am inside the body of a very sexy lady." His hands move down the front of the shorts to explore the very flat belly and very smooth crotch and the wonderfully rounded hips and thighs. Barb's portion of his mind is swelling with pride at being called a very beautiful lady. Bill has never before been called beautiful and his male mind has no response for it so the female portion takes over even more. Monica assists with adjusting the flowery halter top and Bill is totally mesmerized by his image in the mirror and is absorbing every moment of it. Monica whispers so Maggie can not hear. "So Bill, how do you like the look and feel? Not bad huh? Nice looking threads! Do you like the zipper across your butt? Feels very different? You are a very sexy lady so enjoy it and get into the full feel of it." Bill is enjoying it and any trace thoughts of fighting it is pushed aside by the flood of self esteem that was coming from his shapely and sweet image. He poses some adorable pouty looks in the mirror and plays with his long blonde hair. He pulls it around his facial cheeks and to his breasts and adjusts the hair in various attractive ways and enjoys how each way is a very different look and mood. As a man he has basically one look and maybe 2 at most. But in this body he has a dozen or even more ways to look and each has its own expression and mood and affect on those around him. Maggie busts in. "Sorry to break up the fun here ladies but we have work to do." She pinches a small amount of fat on each of Bill's narrow waists and scowls. "We've put on some fat in the past 2 days and we must correct that his morning. We have miles to go before you can expect to fit into that gown for tonight." Monica whispers in Bill's ear furthest from Maggie. "Oh, but you must be aware that there are some negatives that go with this lovely body and life style. You will find that the slightest bit of food indulgence takes up residence on your waste and hips. And since most of your lovely outfits are all so very tight, they are very unforgiving of indiscretions at the dinner table or while snacking. You will not be wearing a baggy tux tonight but a very snug evening gown. People's eyes will not be on your wife but on you and the mood of the evening will be under your control and your responsibility. Success or failure will be the result of how you look and how you smile and how you laugh and how you flirt tastefully. The men's moods will be lifted if you make the party exciting. The other women will respond to compete or to out do you but you are the hostess and your face and hair and hips and boobs will set the tone. You need to set a tone of relaxed fun and a little risqu? and then the laughs and gift money will flow." Bill heads into the bedroom and is looking through his former trousers for car keys and wallet when Monica snatches the trousers from him. "Maggie, head off downstairs and we will be right behind you." Then she turns to Bill. "No, no, no! These are not your trousers any more. Your wallet and keys are in one of your purses - one of your many purses. Barb took your set with her to play at the gym this morning. You will not need to carry anything with you for Maggie will have the keys. Besides, you have no pockets in that outfit and even if you did, you have no room in those tight fitting pants for even a single key to fit comfortably." Bill again feels all over his shorts and indeed there are no pockets and he has to agree that the tight fit makes it impractical anyway. He purrs and starts for the door but Monica steps in his way. "We need to fix that hair and protect these lips." She offers a pony tail holder and helps Bill adjust his long blonde hair into a pony tail. This will be a far more comfortable way to have his hair while jogging. He glances in the mirror again and felt even more feminine than a moment ago. Monica then offers him some lip gloss. "Ladies must protect their gentle lips from the sun and dry air." He starts to push it aside but Barb's memories are strong now and he knows that he must protect those very sensitive lips so he takes it and applies it very expertly. At least it is not red lipstick, though he knows that would come later. He frowns and jogs to the door and down the steps. Downstairs Maggie has some fruit juice and a bagel ready for Bill and is hurrying him to the front door. Bill can smell the bacon and reaches to the counter for some but Maggie smacks his wrist. "No mam, you are already too large for your gown and not one more ounce of fat for you today." Bill can feel his stomach churn as he heads for the door, glancing again back at the bacon on the counter and deeply inhaling the aroma. Maggie takes him on a run through the neighborhood. His breasts bounce all of the way and he can feel the stares of his male friends as he makes the circuit. Many slow their cars so they can watch his sexy chest move or watch his shapely butt from behind. His every move adds to the prestige of the husband and that is no longer he. But something inside of him is also finding a way to enjoy this attention and enjoy the way he is messing with the minds of these guys. He picks a few choice times to pause and stretch in ways that tease the drivers. One time there is a park bench so he intentionally positions himself with one foot on the bench and his butt facing the street. With each fake tug on the shoe laces he wiggles his butt and he loves the way the cars slow to a crawl. At another pause he does stretching exercises that let the vehicle drivers gain more enjoyment of his magnificent full and flowing chest. Then he loosens the pony tail so he can readjust his long blonde hair and then reattaches the pony tail holder. His memory is intact enough for him to recall how much pleasure he took in watching such a scene when he was a guy. He chuckles to himself as he wonders if any of the men will have to return home for a change of clothing. Now he is fantasy material for some poor lonely men at night. On a couple of those pauses he tries to put his hands into his pockets and is again reminded that women's shorts typically do not have pockets. Each such attempt has the perfect psychological affect on his mind. It weakens the attempts by his male psyche to rise up and it reinforces the female psyche to take over and enjoy the feelings. The fumbling hands disguise their pocket miscues by caressing the hips and buns in a cover up of their error. This makes the pause appear even sexier to the drivers. Barb's body is in quite good shape and the first mile is not hard but it starts to get harder and Maggie pushes harder. 1 to 1.5 miles is the normal routine every other day but this time 3 miles is the target. Being a beautiful woman is not easy. He tries to complain a few times but he can see this just adds to Maggie's determination and fun. Monica stayed at the mansion. At long last the punishing run is over and Bill returns to the mansion and wants to lie down or rest in the pool but Maggie will have none of that. "You get some water and then get that fat body into the weight room. We have a double routine prepared for you in there. We need to tone those sexy muscles and we need particularly to work on the upper thighs, hips and waist so you can squeeze into that gown. You and the gown will move as one tonight and we must make sure it is a pleasant experience for you and the watchers." Maggie orders. Monica quickly cuts in. "Maggie, take a break and give Barb and I some time in the weight room. Please join us in about 10 minutes." She escorts Bill into the weight room. "Well how was the run my dear?" Bill is still struggling for breath but as it comes he utters small sentences. "I have to admit that I had a ball messing with the minds of many of my buddies out there. Using little exaggerated flirting motions almost caused traffic accidents." Monica is quite amused with his feelings of triumph. "So how does it feel to be the fantasy of so many horny men? Just wait until this evening when they are not in cars but in the same room with you. You wield great power with that body and it can be used for good. It can make a party more exciting for all if properly used and you can yourself enjoy the feelings that go with those moods. But you have much work yet to do before you will be ready. Your outfit is very unforgiving of even a small amount of additional fat on those hips. We do not want to get rid of all of the fatty tissue for that makes them rounded and fun to watch and squeeze. But you have a little too much right now. After the weight room we will then shower and try on the gown, work on your walk and discuss how a lady eats and drinks responsibly at this type of affair." Monica has Bill sit at one of the machines that works the thighs and hips. "Put that cute butt down here and let's work those legs and hips." Bill tries but can not move the weights at all. Monica has a devious smirk on her face. "I do not understand, I left the weights set to the exact amount you moved easily last time." She steps aside so Bill could see the settings. He sneers at Monica. "Funny girl aren't we. OK, that was the weight setting I had yesterday but then I had a much larger and more muscular body. Now you have me inside this body that is more about fatty curves than muscles. There is no way I can lift that type of weight with these legs." Monica teases back. "But you used to love to tease Barb by pulling this juvenile trick on her." "Guilty as charged" Bill responds strongly "But she used to get turned on by the pretend male/female conflicts and comparisons." "I am not surprised, knowing her now for just a few hours." Monica nods and then adjusted the weights. Now Bill thinks they are too easy but Monica answers before he could ask. "Yes, this setting does not make you strong like a man likes to workout. As a lady in your position, you are not looking to build muscle. You work with lighter weights but you do longer reps with each weight. This way instead of adding muscle, you build body tone. It is the lady-like way to workout with weights." Bill does all of the reps he can until he starts to feel a tightness. Maggie has returned and cautions him to be careful about over doing a weight workout. She reminds Barb "A lady can become quite unsightly if she becomes muscle bound." Maggie puts her through various leg and hip and butt exercises with the machines and some exercise to tone the shoulders and bust line. By the time she let's Bill stop, he is perspiring like a runner and feeling muscle burn all over. Maggie blurts out new orders. "Ok, now, strip completely naked and into the steam room for 20 minutes and the sauna and then the whirl pool. The steam room cleans out those pours, the sauna will be great for that sexy skin and then the whirl pool to help relieve the muscle pain." Luckily Monica returns to the workout room at that very moment. Bill is clumsily trying to undress. First is trying to pull down the shorts without unzipping them. That worked fine as a guy but now his hips are shaped very differently and his workout shorts have a tight fit. When that proves hopeless he tries for a front zipper but can't find it. He is trying to look down and see the front of the shorts but his boobs are blocking his view. "Damn, he whispers softly. How do women mange this. I can't see past these huge boobs." He looks around for a mirror and once he sees the image, it all starts coming back to him. "What idiot placed the zipper in the back?" As he twists his hips to try to see the back zipper in the mirror, Monica comes to his rescue. "You know damned well why the zipper is back here and why it is so small. You have always loved the way these look on Barb - almost like they are painted on. A big zipper or front mounted zipper would ruin the effect." Bill pulls away and tries to undo the small zipper but the long finger nails are making it hard. He does finally manage to free himself from the pants and waits for them to slide down on their own. They do not and he realizes that the size of his hips requires that the pants be pulled over them before they will fall on their own. He attempts to undo the back of the halter top but after several blind tugs, he allows Monica to help. Once he is totally naked he amazes himself with an experience of feminine modesty. As a guy he loved running around fully naked and he wished his wife would as well. But she never seemed comfortable exhibiting her body so freely. Now he has the chance to run around as a naked woman and it feels wrong. It feels vulnerable. Bouncing boobs feel vulnerable and immodest. Virtually as if on automatic pilot he wraps a towel over his boobs and around his back in a surprisingly skillful feminine move. He looks up and Monica is once again playing Cheshire cat. He has to verbally defend himself. "Aren't your cheeks getting sore from all of that grinning at me as I struggle?" Monica softens the smile a bit. "Yep, my face is getting sore but how many ladies get to watch their male boss experience such feelings and actions? Oh my how your boobs are looking so perky today Bill. Or hey boss, I love your hair styled that way or the way your butt fills out those tight slacks. I look at you and listen to you and I feel a very different relationship than I do to the tall muscular person you used to be." Bill breaks in. "Listen to yourself and your own self imposed prejudice. You gals like to blame men for your social or professional restrictions or stereotypes but even you look at this body and cannot image an executive existing inside here." Monica has to admit what she does not wish to admit. "Yes, I know we gals like to blame men for the prejudice against women but at this very moment I have to admit that as I look at you I am finding it hard to imagine that anyone in that type of body could ever be the manager of a place like NE. So I too am guilty of some prejudice against my own gender. But then there are many women such as myself that do not have bodies such as you have at this moment. Don't we deserve some professional flexibility and respect? I would not wish to be in Mrs. B's role even if I could have had that wild of a body. I have never been motivated to be homecoming queen or cheerleader and there are many women like me." Bill turns to again look at himself in the mirror and then at Monica and then back to himself. "So why can't we find some middle ground? Why not recognize that women such as Barb do NOT wish to be business leaders or any type of professional worker and let them be what they are good at and treat them accordingly?" That strikes a nerve in Monica. "So then why treat a professional woman such as myself the way you and Tony treated me? I did not send any mixed signals. I never tried to use my body to gain any favor with either of you. I can see where you could wish to treat a woman like Barb differently, but why me and why the same for the professional sales ladies?" Bill has to ponder that for a short while. "You've trapped me there. I have to admit some newly found empathy for your perspective. However, just because you may not be a hot model like Barb, you are a very attractive woman. I was never unfair to Barb and always gave her exactly what she asked for. She just wanted to be the attractive wife of a wealthy and important man. I gave her exactly that. She has no grounds to feel cheated or deceived. In return I expected a wife that kept herself lovely and energetic and sensual." Monica cuts him off. "Not so fast buster. She certainly has not been seeking a professional position and she may not be a particularly bright lady, but she did seek respect for more than just her body. You treated her more like a toy than as a friend or confidant. And what about how you treated your first wife - Jessica? She was bright and deserved more respect. But you wanted blind obedience and a trophy wife. You knew she had more to offer but you gave her little respect and treated her more like a child than an equal." Bill will not drop the point he was trying to make earlier. "Tony and I did not treat you like a prostitute or sex object. We always gave you great responsibility and respect and you had powerful input to the projects and the designs. Most of the time we treated you as one of the guys but not always. But you are not a guy. You came to work many times in attractive skirts and halter tops and did you not expect us to take notice? You occasionally let your hair down and we took notice. In fact if we did not, you were noticeably offended. So on occasion we would give you a hug that was beyond a brotherly hug. You are quite aware that you can please a man in some very warm ways without being a slut. The line is not always clear but Tony and I were sensitive but not always perfect gentlemen. It is not like we took something from you and left you diminished. You could see how much it helped our moods and stress and what did it really cost you? Why can't women allow men some indulgences?" Monica does not agree 100%. "Indeed our memories are not exactly the same but we certainly have had very opposite perspectives. Let's say I give you the benefit of the doubt on that matter. Maybe you can use tonight to demonstrate to me just how you think a lady can be warm and open to a man without going too far. Tonight you will be surrounded by many of the male friends and business associates you have known for years. Some you trust and some you do not trust. Your perspective this evening will be very different. Now you are shorter, have lovely boobs, and hips and butts that any guy would rate 10 out of 10. Aren't you pleased that Barb went through all of the discomfort and effort to have those breasts enlarged? They can prove to be a little awkward at times but they look fabulous in the gowns and halter tops that she loves to wear and you love for her to wear. I can't wait until you try them out on the tennis courts or golf course however. But going back to your view of how a lady such as yourself might ideally act, why not show me how an open minded lady uses these to entertain such friends." Bill is again admiring his sexy body in the mirror. "I have to admit that those thoughts have been in my mind for the past few hours. I am nervous but this can be an excellent opportunity to experiment and have some fun with old buddies. But let's get back to my first wife for a moment. You raised that issue but I wanted to finish the earlier thought. Jessica and I were close for the first few years, but she wanted her own job and own source of income. I needed someone to come home to who was not tired but was ready to be my comfort and support. That was a case of life visions diverging. I wanted a single income family and that was to be me for I clearly had the superior earning capacity. I strongly believe that one member of a married couple needs to have the energy and time to support the highly stressed other member. That does not always have to be the wife but it was going to be in my case." Bill turns to look directly at Monica. "Look, I am all for women having more options in this world than their mothers had. I have been very fair to you and a number of other up-and-coming technical genius ladies. But I believe it can go too far. Men and women are not different only in their obvious biology. And the male/female relationship is not a symmetric one. We do not bring the same things to the relationship. For the past 40 years in our Western civilization women have been given more and more options but I am convinced that not all of this has been good and much of it has been unfair to men. What have men gotten in return? Do men have more emotional freedom? Women can change their clothes from pants to skirts and in so doing they change their moods as well along with the moods of many around them. There is no counterpart for a man. Women can change their hair style from long and wavy to a pony tail and thereby change their mood. Men do not have a counterpart. Men need women to assist them emotionally but if the women are too busy competing with the men, who will be the women? Women act more and more like men but men cannot act more and more like women. It is not acceptable and I'm not sure it ever can be. So men find it very hard to express a variety of moods so they need their wives to help them to experience what they can get no other way. The position of wife and mother is not a powerless position. I do not wish to force all women into that role only and I do wish to give men more options the other way as well, but there is only so far most men can go. The shape and feel of the female body naturally opens options men cannot have. And those cute little faces and flirting smiles have no counterpart for a man. We truly love to be manipulated by you - as long as you keep it loving and subtle. You help us emotional cripples - most all men are emotionally handicapped and not just by societal upbringing. Jessica refused to be play that female role any longer and Barb clearly wanted to. I never stopped loving Jessica but I could not deny emotional and physical needs. If our society had allowed for multiple wives I would have jumped at the chance and I bet that it would not have hurt Jessica since she would have only lost the part of me that she no longer wanted anyway." Bill turns back to the image in the mirror. "But that option is not available. We could not adapt so we mutually agreed to break up and the divorce settlement was very generous to her. I do not believe I have anything to apologize for there." Monica grins her now favorite grin. "Well, you will get to visit with her tonight, but not as her ex but now as her replacement. Let's see what fun you can have with that! You certainly are no longer compatible as marriage partners now. I do wish I could tell her who you are and watch the fun she might have with that experience - her ex-husband is now the trophy wife. I am sure she'd love to give you many tips on how to be a good wife to your former self. She might also enjoy discussing lipstick shades and boob sizes." Bill's small eyes wander all across the bathroom while he ponders how he might relate to his ex-wife now as a woman - the very attractive woman that replaced her. Monica can see that hit a nerve and decides to keep drilling. "At least she received a very excellent divorce settlement where as you are restricted by a very limiting pre-nuptial agreement. She is quite aware that you are not as clever as she is and though she admires your looks, she has little regard for your conversational skills or marital negotiation skills." Bill looks a little sullen now. "That divorce may have been amiable but I was deeply hurt and I guess I took it out on Barb. There are such things a fair pre-nuptial agreements but the one I forced on Barb is certainly not fair - but I was pissed and was not going to be hurt that badly again. But how is this for vengeance? Now I find myself to be the one on the wrong side of that agreement. I'd fix that now but it is now in Barb's hands. Do you think that might be one of the things she might wish to change while she is me?" Monica no longer grinning but instead acting more sisterly, walks closer to Bill. "That was quite a speech you just gave. I suggest that you relax tonight and try some of what you have been just preaching. Be that sort of woman to your male guests and let's see how it goes. Consider it one of your latest science experiments." Bill decides that is a great idea. Why not take advantage of this body swap and use tonight as an opportunity for adventure and learning and good will towards all. So he decides to give up his earlier notions of resisting his new role and being an obstacle to Barb's plans - at least for this evening. Maggie then bursts in again. "That is enough chit-chat ladies. Mrs. B is overdue for her steam room treatment. I know you wish to rest but that comes later." Maggie escorts Bill to the steam room and unceremoniously removes the towel protecting his feminine modesty. "You will not be needing this. It gets in the way of the steam and there is no one in here to hide from but me." Bill crosses his arms across his breasts and shouts back. "How dare you strip me in such a crude fashion. I have had just about enough of you for one day. It is rude of you to expect me to stand here on display for you." Maggie shakes her head and retorts. "Sorry mam, but I was not hired by you but by Mr. Nelson and he has made it clear that today you are to get a double treatment. I am not anywhere near finished with you today and I do not expect you to just stand there on display. You know the routine. There is a series of stretching exercises I want you to do and while you are performing them, I will be caressing and groping you very intimately so that I can evaluate your muscle tone and skin quality. So let's get started by doing your leg stretches." The Barb portion of Bill's memories kick into automatic pilot again and he seems to know exactly what to do. He wants to argue back but he was indeed the one who hired her but he no longer has control over her. Maggie is doing exactly as her boss has ordered and is not going to be intimidated or persuaded. Bill stretches his legs so that the right one moves forward with the knee slightly bent. While he is stretched out this way, he must endure Maggie's caressing of his hips and buns for she is evaluating the tone of the butt muscles and fat and same with the hips and upper legs. Bill holds the pose for count of 20 while Maggie makes her measurements. He then swaps which leg is forward and Maggie continues her intimate handling of Bill's lower body parts. Bill then straightens up imitating a military attention stance. From behind, Maggie uses a tape measure to reach around and measure Bill hip size, waist size and bust size. She then measures each thigh. She then moves in front of Bill and rudely fondles each boob to determine the quality of its feel and firmness. Bill can no longer hold his tongue. "I feel like a piece of farm livestock be evaluated for quality just before an auction." Maggie smirks. "Don't blame me mam. You are the one that signed the pre-nuptial agreement that gives Mr. Nelson the right to measure you weekly and if you are outside the prescribed metrics, then you are issued a warning and have 2 weeks to get back within the agree upon sizes or face severe penalty or even divorce. Why you would sign such a thing I do not understand but you did and I get paid to make the measurements." Bill of course recalls the terms of the agreement and for the first time feels some empathy for what he forced onto poor Barb. He did have to ask. "Well, how am I doing?" "You have been getting dangerously close to the upper limit on your waist and thighs but you are still OK and down slightly from a week ago. From what I can tell, you will fit into the gown for this evening, but not with much to spare. We had better keep up these double load routines for the next 2 weeks so you can move back safely within the prescribed limitations." Maggie pushes him through a few more stretching exercises. The times he was forced to touch his toes while his boobs flapped loosely was the one he hated the most. A few days ago he has Barb do these for his pleasure and they were much more fun back then. Maggie then has him step into a cold shower to rinse off and flash close his pours. He let out quite a high pitched shriek when that cold water hit his hot skin. She then moved him into the dry sauna heat for 10 minutes and had him do some mild exercises while in there. Once that was over Maggie lets him step back into the dressing area and allows Bill to once again modestly wrap himself in a towel from his armpits down to his upper legs. As he completes this Monica re-enters the area and signals Maggie to give them some privacy again. Monica disappears into the massive walk-in closet and then returns with several of Barb's swimsuits. "You now get a few minutes to relax in the whirlpool and typically that would also be done in the nude. However, noticing how uncomfortable you seem to be naked I'll give you the option to wear a swimsuit instead. I've taken the liberty of picking out a swimsuit for you. Here put this one on." She tosses the swimsuit his way. Bill is startled and reaches out to catch the suit and as he does so he losses his grip on the towel covering his breasts. The towel comes loose and starts to fall. He clumsily pulls back to hold the towel and as a result the swimsuit hits the floor. He fails to grip the towel soon enough to keep his boobs from again being exposed. He starts tot pull the towel back up but Monica grabs it and snatches it away. Bill once again clumsily crosses his arms across his breasts. Monica picks up the swimsuit and holds it by the shoulder straps to show the minuscule thing to Bill. I know you are used to a swimsuit with much more fabric in it and without shoulder straps, but this is what is better suited to your current sexy body. She then spreads the hip and leg openings and encourages Bill to step in - first one leg and then the other while he still is crossing his arms over his breasts. He had to lean against Monica to keep from falling. Monica, trying hard not to laugh works the swimsuit up over Bill hips. "You do have such lovely full hips and this swimsuit does so accentuate your butt shape. You are going to have to uncross your arms long enough to put then through these straps. Do not fear; I will move the suit up quickly so as to cover your breasts very modestly. I did not choose a bikini for I thought you might be more comfortable in the traditional tank swimsuit." Monica finishes pulling the straps up over Bill's shoulders and then takes the liberty to reach down and adjust the spandex around his crotch and hips and ass. Bill pulls away and turns to the mirror and completes the adjustments himself. He has clocked many hours watching attractive ladies adjust their swimsuit but now he is experiencing it from the inside. Once, at the wish of a former girl friend, he had tried on a ladies swimsuit while having some playful fun with her. It obviously fit very poorly over his male body and was most uncomfortable in the crotch then. Now it fits extremely well. It clings to his curves, fits comfortably in the crotch and makes his ass look incredibly attractive. In an outfit such as this, his butt seems so wonderfully rounded. He has to admit he is filled with pride while watching his backside in the mirror from various angles. He spends some time admiring his bust line both in the mirror and from on high. He finally wishes to express himself to Monica. "Gal, you once again have managed to pick out an outfit that is designed to make me feel all women without the slightest connection back to my masculine past. When will I get to wear some baggy pants?" "You look so marvelous in this my dear." Monica teases. "It is amazing how such a small amount of fabric can stretch so far across that magnificent body of yours. Look at how it accentuates your smooth crotch and shapely butt. Look at that image and try to think of yourself as a man. You cannot do it. You are used to wearing a very baggy set of men's swim trunks and they reveal virtually no body detail. You certainly are not experienced wearing a swimsuit that has shoulder straps that pull up so tightly so as to remove every wrinkle from any area of the suit." Monica then slips Bill's feet into some sandals with 3 inch heels. This pose highlights his butt shape even more along with his wonderful legs. Bill pulls his shoulders up and back so as to imitate the look of a professional swimsuit model. He tries to relax some and pose playfully in various ways in the wall mirrors. Monica speaks some words of encouragement. "That is the idea. Practice various body and facial poses that demonstrate how you think an attractive lady should flirt and entertain using that body. Don't be shy, it is only me and I think you must trust me by now." Bill does start to relax and gets very playful with himself in the mirror. But little did he know that Barb (as he) has come in and is quietly watching the show. Any time a sloppy pose allows the swimsuit to wrinkle some, he quickly catches himself and stands erect to make the suit very smooth again. With each such action, he finds himself having to pull the lower part of the suit down and readjust it around his hips and ass. These actions seem so natural as he does them - Barb memories and reflexes no doubt. After watching for a minute or two, Barb makes her presence known and starts to applaud. "My dear you are magnificent." Bill is startled and tries to speak but Barb does not give him a chance. "My dear you look beautiful but it is one thing to flirt with yourself in the mirror and another to do it with a male audience like you will have plenty of tonight. Remember in one of your favorite war movies, the sergeant is training the new recruits to shoot a rifle. One of them is really good at target practice but the sergeant challenges him. 'It is one thing to shoot at a paper target and something very different when the target starts shooting back.' Similarly you will experience something very different when the guys start reacting to your flirtatious moves. Remember that now you are the hunted and you will encounter some masterful wolves tonight." Bill catches onto Barb's meaning quickly and decides to experiment by flirting with her for practice. "OK, Barb, let's try it on you." He twists so as to give her a much accentuated look at that 'top-10' ass he now owns. He smiles and cocks his head in various poses. He slides his hands along his hips and butt and adjusts the bottom of the swimsuit. He can see some success by the way Barb is smiling and moving closer. She moves in and caresses Bill's smooth face and then his long blonde hair and then pulls him in tight and slides her hands down the back to squeeze the buns. "Bill, you feel so fantastic! Your body is so exciting to watch and then to squeeze and this fabric feels even more sensual stretched across your curves. Caressing it with you inside of it is so very different from being inside of it." Bill experiments with a sensual voice. "I thought you would find these buns hard to resist. Now you see why a man loves to play with a woman's butt and hips. Whether he just slaps at it or caresses it, it is a source of great pleasure and a distraction from the stress and cares of the day." Bill slowly spins around so that now his back side is pushing into Barb's erect penis. He pumps up and down sensually, teasing her. He guides her hands up his smooth belly to his breasts and encourages her to grope. Now you can see just what power a woman has over men. When you acted this way for me, there is no way I could think about anything at the office. Barb's groping starts slowly but quickly builds and Bill can feel her penis throbbing harder against the tight spandex across his buns. Barb manages some speech despite the heavy breathing. "I did so enjoy our sexual encounter last night but must admit it is even more enjoyable when you - the woman - play along and flirt like this. Your breasts feel so fantastic when held this way. It is good to see that you have decided to explore your situation rather than just whine and bitch. You were so tense and edgy last night but now you are in so much nicer of a mood. Maybe it is true, that the best way to tame a bitch is just to give her a good lay." Bill steps back after that comment. "Oh you guys all think that your cock is the way to take the edge off a testy woman." But he laughs as he finishes that statement. "OK, last night and early this morning was fantastic but there is more to this mood than just that. Monica and I had a wonderful girl to girl chat. She helped me to come to the realization that I am in a very unique position to be able to experience some old friends from a new perspective. And also, since I've loved to preach how a good wife should behave, I now have the chance to demonstrate. So I am taking that chance." Barb replies. "Marvelous my dear. Tonight should be extra exciting. Sorry I cannot linger at this moment but I have to get to the office for a meeting with the VP of Sales along with Kelly Weir and her lawyer. I think we are going to finally settle their conflicts today at the office. I'd love to stay and enjoy this mood of yours." (Note to reader: Although this VP of Sales episode happened in a previous episode, in the NE world, it was in parallel with this story.) Barb quickly strips off the sweaty gym clothes and heads for the shower. She turns quickly back to Bill for a second while she fondles her testicles in front of him. "As a guy you always took such pride in these hairy tiny balls that hung between your legs but now you know some of the fun and power that comes with that shapely feminine body when you use it just right. And who needs tiny crotch balls when you can have those much larger grapefruits on your chest? Sure a bra can be a nuisance at times but there are other times when those breasts can be so much fun depending on how you dress and how you flirt. And wouldn't these crotch balls be such a nuisance in that swimsuit or in those shorts you were jogging in this morning?" Bill stares at his former manhood hanging on Barb at this moment. Then he glances at his current figure in the mirror and has to admit a certain fondness for his current look. He has other things on his mind so he does not quickly pick up on the fact that Barb will soon have Dan and Kelly swapped. Bill jumps to thoughts of the office. "Oh yes, the office. You have some important meetings coming on Monday and I'd love to brief you on how to handle those situations." Barb grins down at him condescendingly and calls him Barb. "Oh Barb, please focus on your preparations for tonight. You are learning that it takes a great deal of effort to look like a lady of leisure. Be beautiful and charming and light up everyone's hearts by your actions tonight. Do not trouble your cute little head with matters at NE for that is work for men and you need to be focusing on the work best suited for ladies such as yourself." That remark does not slide by unnoticed. Bill is stunned by it and ponders it for a minute and then regains his composure and chooses to refer to Barb as Bill. "You are so right Bill. I must make sure to be ready for tonight. So many things still to do and we both must make sure to call each other by the appropriate first names in public. You worry about the office. Besides, as I try to focus on faint memories of Monday's calendar details, they prove to be allusive. I know how important this party is for you tonight. You recall your mother's pain from breast cancer and you know you have inherited the gene that makes you susceptible plus you wish to help more women avoid that pain and suffering. I am dedicated to helping make this a success." Barb is pleased but a little confused. "I admire your attitude and your goals but let's get some things straight right now. It is now your biological mother who has suffered from breast cancer - the mother of that lovely body you are in. And it is now you who have a gene that makes you susceptible to breast cancer. I have no such gene and no breasts to become infected. So as you enjoy the way those lovely boobs fill out your outfits, keep in mind that they are potential cancer traps. The video tonight should hit you much harder in the chest than you have ever felt before." Bill's jaw is hanging wide open as Barb jumps in the shower and is done in no time and on her way out. Barb comments as she picks up the keys and wallet from the end table next to the bed. "I do so love how quickly a man can shower and change and get on his way. I also love the way I can toss these keys and wallet into my baggy pants and not have to be worrying if I added one pound during the night and no longer fit into the pants I fit into yesterday. Oh yes, and the basketball was huge fun. Yours truly was high scorer and top rebounder. Your reputation at the club is intact." She heads out the bedroom door and then sticks her head back in. "Oh, and I do hope Maggie got the message to work you extra hard. I am so glad you picked her out to be my drill instructor." She laughs and heads on her way. Bill mumbles under his breath and then grabs a short robe so he can walk to the pool without feeling so naked in that very revealing swimsuit. He swims 20 laps at a fast pace and is again impressed with the stamina Barb has developed in this body. He then moves to the hot tub to relax and as he lowers this lovely body into that hot water, he learns how sensitive that skin can be to such heat. Monica comes over and reminds him of the afternoon schedule. "You now have a few hours to relax and even nap but the crew will arrive at 3 to work on your hair and nails and face to get ready for tonight. Your mom and sister are due to arrive about 4:30 to help work through the final details for the Ball and assist you in getting into that very tight and low cut gown Barb has chosen for you to wear. The fit and the fabric are so exciting. A number of men later this evening are going to love touching that fabric, looking down that cleavage and caressing his butt. Just keep in mind that it will all be for the cause of medical advancement - Cancer Research. More to follow ...... Next we get Bill dressed for the ball where he encounters many old friends from a new perspective. His former mother- in-law (now his mom) will arrive early to help him prepare and will nag him about his looks and the lack of a grandchild all-the-while thinking she is nagging Barb. I am so grateful to some of you who have interacted with me over email. Your thoughts have helped energize my writing. I hope you have found this story to be worth the wait. If you would care to collaborate, my email address is [email protected]