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I am wearing what...Part Five
By TOXIS
I know a lot of time has passed. I had to wait to write this. They say
things work out for the best, but not for me. I made so many bad
choices, never realized who my real friends are, my enemies. I need to
tell someone, to write it down. I totally know who I am now, and it's so
surprising.
Let me go back to Raoul. We were married but you already know that.
Before that happened, you know, we actually got married and stuff, Raoul
insisted that I meet his sister first and get her approval. That seemed
so sick but Raoul insisted and did I really have a choice. Rhonda was
just waiting for me to fail. And Jeannie kept pushing me. I was not
going to crawl back to Rhonda, now way. And if I went through with the
wedding, I'd be a shoe-in for my legacy, all that inherited money.
I thought I was smartly dressed but Consuela snorted when she looked at
me, then broke into giggles. I was wearing a black sheath, very fitted,
with a sculpted jacket in a bold white and black houndstooth. Gloves,
five-inch black patent pumps and charcoal seamed stockings. I had my
hair down and wavy, a neat black satin headband. I shifted nervously in
my seat; Raoul was not happy. The more he frowned, the more nervous I
got.
"Who dressed you? Your grannie? I never seen a girl dressed so old.
You wanna' marry my brother, you got to get with the program, bitch.
Lotsa style. Classica, comprende? You got that?" I nodded but Consuela
was up and behind me. Without warning, she had my hair in her fist and
was dragging me out the patio doors to the pool. She threw me in. I
crawled out, my hair and clothes ruined, make-up running down my face.
"Strip to your panties, Cha-Cha." No one knew Raoul called me that, or
at least I had thought so. But clearly not any more. I pulled the wet
clothes off and stood shivering, nearly nude.
"Don't know what you see in the bitch, big brother. Tiny tits, a flat
ass, no figure." I tried to cover myself with my hands to avoid her
inspection but Consuela slapped them away. "Got no style. Standing
there like a wet rag. I'm telling you, this bitch ain't worth the
trouble."
Raoul stood up and circled where I stood. "Maybe you could give her some
help. Teach her a few things. Work on her looks." Consuela looked
doubtful but I could see Raoul was not taking no for an answer. Consuela
blew off a sigh and nodded.
"I'll do it but only if the little bitch begs me."
Raoul pushed me down to my knees and Consuela stood in front of me. I
looked up into her large brown eyes, subservient. "Please, Consuela,
will you help me?" I paused and was rewarded by a slap to the back of my
head. Hastily, anxious, I repeated, "Please help me." I kept going,
Raoul wanted more. "Teach me things I should know, show me how to look
good." Consuela bent down and cupped my chin to pull my face close to
hers. And spit.
"Cha-Cha, get your lazy ass in here." I jumped up from the chair and
hurried to see what Consuela wanted. It wasn't easy. I was dressed in a
skin-tight dress that ended mid-thigh. Purple satin with three big
ruffles circling my thighs. White patterned stocking, matching purple
ankle boots. My hair was heavily permed and pulled up to the top of my
head. A stiff purple scarf, spotted with big white polka dots, tied off
my hair with trailing streamers, kinky chocolate brown hair bouncing.
Four big hoops in each earlobe, lots of necklaces, wrist bangles, rings -
all in cheap white plastic. The noise was incredible.
I made sure I made the right entrance. Chin up, hips jerking side to
side stacatto-quick, wrists shoulder high, limp and fluttering. Big
smile. Come to a stop, pose, hand on a hip, let my jaw drop to make me
look dumb. "Oh Consuela baby, like I so heard you and ... well, here I
am." Nasal and chirpy.
Seated at the table were two deeply tanned, muscular men. "Here are your
new trainers. They gonna work with you, get you into shape." I nodded
but I couldn't look away. The way they looked at me, like I was a toy or
something to play with. Consuela gave a nod and I was dismissed. I
turned to leave and found I had company. A week later, well on my way to
getting "fit," I tried to keep in step. There was a uniform I had to
wear. Way too tight bright red tee, teeny boy shorts with the back left
open, clear plastic stripper plats. Hands on hips and right foot steps
left, and squat. The spinning dildo rides up on its piston and enters my
rectum. Little ups and downs as the dildo spins. And up! Bring left
foot to right, walk across the room and do the same thing, mirror image,
on the other side. Enough of that. On the kneeler, the dildo in my
mouth, working down my throat. And up. The stripper pole and dance.
The sweat is dripping down me. My thighs are quivering. If I had ever
been unsure in towering heels, no more now. I could practically jog in
them. Strip to my g-string and outside. They spray me with oil and my
workout continues. This time, with real meat. Two in my mouth, one in
front and the other in back, reverse cowboy and a handjob ending in a
facial. When my trainers run out of steam, another set took over.
Jeannie and Consuela are in Jeannie's Mercedes. They just dropped me
off. Jeannie is always stopping by to give me my pills. "Oh Cha-Cha, I
love your tan. You're so dark, so ..so ethnic!" Jeannie giggled as I
wiggled my way into the tanning salon. They know me here, and won't let
me leave until I'm "done." I'm darker than Consuela or even Raoul.
"You looking better, chica. You nice and dark. Firming up. Tight
little ass, good thighs but you tits still way too small." I gulp. I've
been afraid of this. "You gonna see the doc, he fix you up with real
tetas. Pelotas, baby. You gonna love how big and firm they are." I
started to cry and turned to run. Something sharp stabbed into my right
asscheek and I went out.
"Cha-Cha, come show my brother your new rack." I could hear Consuela
yammering away to Raoul as I clattered over. "I tell you, Raoul, it's
like they put grapefruit under her skin. She is so hot now, and check
out her nipples." I was blushing madly as I entered. Consuela was only
telling the truth. Even under my artificially dark tan, I was beet red.
"Turn sideways, bitch, and pose like I showed you."
I turned to the right and arched my back. Shoulders back. Elbows behind
my hips. Look at Raoul and a big smile. "Like my new tetas, honey. I
got them just for you. To look hot just for you." I wanted to cry but
then Raoul put a diamond on my finger and I was crying for a different
reason. I dropped to my knees and showed him how greatful I was. After
all, he was going to take me away from Consuela.
"I know your secret, Cha-Cha. You was a sissy, dress up in girly
clothes. Turning out, you really a girl inside. Now you getting
married. Raoul gonna make you a good wifey, and you better remember what
I showed you. And make sure you stay looking hot. Or I come over and
beat your ass." Consuela took a kiss and turned it into a tongue duel
that I lost. The wedding dress was white lace see-through, showing off
my satin lingerie. My wedding band went through my right nipple. We
moved to San Francisco and I never saw Consuela again. I thought I had
escaped Rhonda and Consuela. I was so wrong.
Next chapter: My life as a wifey, learning to be a good little cuckold
wife, swishing for a living, more surgery, betrayal and madness.
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