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Test Subject Turnabout Introduction As mentioned elsewhere, I read TG Comics on the web, and find the graphics engaging. Sometimes I catch a panel or two that piques my interest and I wonder about it. In this case, several months ago, I was reading 'The Right Man' and a few middle of the story panels caught my attention. The antagonist has drugged a young woman (date rape) at a club, and has brought her back to his place. Before he can do anything, the protagonist gets him to leave her and her part in the story is over. I wondered what the rest of the story here with the woman was. The specific situation sort of seems plausible enough to be possibly true. So, I wrote a story around it, but this one while having some similarities becomes different with a much different ending. And there is no magic in this, unlike the original. This is a cross-dressing (and more) story, with some graphic and, for some, possibly disturbing sequences - so you have been cautioned - but no special chemicals, no magic, and no sf - just a possible real life event (and yes, the transformation is possible). It's a fairly long story, with no chapters, but I've put in breaks in the action, to help with reading - which hopefully will keep it pleasurable. The Story Jerry, a fairly handsome young man, carries the limp body of the quite visibly attractive looking young woman from his car in the private garage, across the doorstep and into his condo. The lateness of the evening and exclusive elevator help to keep others from seeing his actions, and having to explain them. He smiles a little as he realizes that while he has known this person in his arms for several years, this will be the first time Angela - as he is now referring to this gorgeous, shapely creature who is quite helpless - has ever been here. Some time ago, he decided that this little retreat as he sometimes referred to it, would only be for his conquests. He really didn't want any (so-called) friends of his even seeing or knowing much about his place. And while Angela is one of his closer (if you can call them that) friends from work, no way would he have ever allowed her here, before tonight. Jerry likes to be very thorough both at work and especially in his after work life. His company's senior management prizes that ability and it (as well as his quickness at grabbing opportunities) has allowed Jerry to rise quickly through the ranks as well as start making the kind of money he needs to support his lifestyle. He is good looking, well built, wears expensive clothes, and drives a late model sports car. When he isn't 'slumming' with his friends from work (which is becoming less and less), he tends to frequent the more expensive and exclusive hot spots around the city usually with a very good looking young woman on his arm. And one of those places was where he saw Erica. My god, she is beautiful, he thinks. And his next thought is how he can get her into the sack. He concludes that whether she herself is any good in return, won't matter, as he would make sure he has a great time, regardless...maybe several great times. He can even imagine seeing her over several months, perhaps longer than any other young woman so far, most of whom he would meet, quickly romance, get them back to his place, fuck them all night long both in their cunt and ass, have them give him a blow job, and then dump, well, drop them off, often never to see them again. Erica might be different. The problem is, it's been quite difficult to get up with her. After several aborted attempts, he realizes that he may only have one real chance and everything has to go like clockwork. And that's where his thoroughness kicked in. He decides what better way to work out all the details, then to have a run through, a practice session where he can see how things might work out, see where some of the bumps might be, maybe see if there should be any changes to his plan. His plan is that once he gets that first date, he takes her to the hottest spot in town. Really get to know her, find out her likes, dislikes, what makes her laugh. Show her he really cares about her as a woman and a person and he isn't just after her like a piece of meat. Of course, he really is, but he has learned enough over his life to be able to put on a great front. He has most of them fooled at work, and he hasn't yet met a girl who couldn't be taken in by his charm and seemingly good manners. But to work out all the possibilities or as many as he can, he needs a practice run through, and one preferably with a friend or acquaintance who would be willing to put up with whatever he might do. He wouldn't harm the girl, or take undue advantage, just work the night and the girl long enough to where he would be in his condo with a now helpless young woman. And upon the successful completion of the test, he would put the plan into effect and it would be Erica with whom he would take that advantage. But where to get the test subject is the problem. He would have to put all his charm on the line, and hopefully find some young woman co-worker or friend who would agree to his slightly odd request. He would even offer money. He knows that he has to be upfront pretty much with whoever agrees - explain to her most of the events of the evening, so she wouldn't have unrealistic expectations or, heaven forbid, actually think that he's putting a move on her. He would start with a fairly attractive young woman, have her go (and he pay) to one of those makeover places, where they would get her looking really hot, take her to some really great place (not the place he would take Erica to later, but one close enough), do all the things he would expect to do with Erica, and then later in the evening, plop those little tablets in her drink, they leave for his car, ostensibly to go somewhere else or take her home, she passes out, and he now has her in his arms. Of course, for the run through, he wouldn't tell the young woman about those little pills. She might get a little worried, possibly cause problems. Better to just do it, let her sleep it off on the couch at his place and pay for a cab to take her home in the morning. He could explain she had a little too much to drink or something, or work on some other excuse that he would use on Erica. Better that his test subject knows nothing about those pills. And anyway, he was pretty sure they worked, but he also wanted to see how long somebody would be 'out' when he used them. Having a 'friend' for that experiment would be ideal. So, now he has Angela exactly where he hopes to have Erica in the very near future. Angela as she now is, is turning out to be the perfect guinea pig for this test. She has been so trusting, and positive, even to his satisfaction (as it had been a possibility) a little like he had noticed that Erica was like, friendly, open, besides being responsive to his suggestions, offering ideas, willing to try almost anything. It was so easy getting the pills into her drink, and she responded exactly how he imagined. She first began to feel very giddy, and imagined it was because this was the third or fourth drink which was affecting her since she doesn't drink much. Then she agreed to them leaving right away, and he would see her home. In the car, she said she felt a little uneasy, perhaps a very mild upset stomach or something, and he suggested that since his place was closer, they could go there and they could try some remedies to make her feel better. She agreed again, and in a moment or two had passed out. The rest was easy. As Brad carries Angela into his condo, he notices how light she actually is. Granted he is about 6'3"and fairly well built, and Angela is about 5'8", but his recollection of Angela before tonight was somebody of reasonable size and weight if not a little more hefty. Must be the clothes, he thinks, as before tonight, they were usually loose and maybe a little big. He assumed that was to cover up any excess weight. It is now he realizes because Angela is really sort of a small person. She feels about 20 pounds (or more) lighter than he imagined. And is she all feminine tonight. That makeover place has done a real number on her. He had asked for the absolute deluxe makeover before he was even sure of who would be there, and they had complied. First off are these breasts. They are significant, considering - perhaps even a little more than Erica's dimensions. He does enjoy that in women. He guesses they're fake enhancements but all night they moved and jiggled pretty much like real ones (or at least well done surgically enhanced ones). Next is her hair. This obviously isn't a wig; it's probably one of those weaves or semi-permanent full head hair extensions. Angela's natural color was medium brown, this is now a rich, full, luxuriant dark brown, cascading below her shoulders, with a little body at the ends, styled bangs across her forehead, with a reddish/magenta streak about an inch or so wide towards the front. Really sexy looking. Her makeup is fabulous. A real quality job, not at all amateurish. And she smells divine, an expensive perfume, no doubt. He was a little surprised, but quite happy that Angela had agreed to the makeover without realizing the extent but had followed through. Angela is wearing a one piece sheath type dress, sleeveless, black, and down to just barely below her crotch and very form fitting. She also has a form fitting jacket but becoming warm at their first stop, she had removed it. That was what clinched his decision to give her the name Angela, as she appeared a magnificent example of young womanhood and this new name fit so much better than the original name given to her. Especially as there was now a long night ahead, and Jerry didn't want any prior thoughts interfering. And better to not think too much of who she was, only who she is, and what she is doing for me right now, Jerry decides. He sets her down on one of the small twin couches, in a sitting position with her feet on the couch and her ass and back against the right couch arm, and then removes her jacket. Her left arm dangles over the side of the couch as she slumps forward a little. In this position she doesn't fall, only just sits there motionless, inviting, alluring, helpless. Jerry imagines how Erica will be there in just another week or so. He imagines all the enjoyments he will get out of her. His cock gets quite hard. Trying not to notice, he continues thinking, 'and she will never know. Well, hopefully never know.' Jerry then ponders something, 'You know, that's right. Will she know in the morning? Perhaps these pills knock somebody out, but how much is forgotten? How much is remembered?' He now realizes that that's why he prides himself on his thoroughness. It's moments like this where he can see little cracks in his well thought out plans. Plans that can easily go awry, but if slightly changed, then no doubt easily addressed and resolved long before they possibly get out of hand. He goes over to the wet bar and fixes himself a drink. Better make it a strong one, he thinks. He will have to think about this for a little time. And hopefully, his hard-on will go away. While he's pretty sure it came because of his thoughts about Erica, he admits that just looking at Angela right now is also quite stimulating. He had promised not only Angela, his test subject, but a friend in common, who helped set up the test date, that he would not take advantage of the situation. Well, not exactly promised, he had only said this was a run through for a date he was planning and he just wanted to make sure everything went great, as he really wanted to impress the girl, and nothing else would happen. Well, nothing serious. Or at least no harm to his date. Angela had admitted to being impressed by what they had done - a cocktail at one of those expensive places, a nice light dinner in a romantic little restaurant (not the one he would take Erica too, but a close approximation), then, because things were really working out, to this really hot club, where Jerry with a date were high on the guest list and quickly ushered past the line of people hoping to get in. Jerry could imagine some of the thoughts of those in line as they watched him and his date be given almost the red carpet treatment. And he could see the look of envy in the eyes of the guys for the young woman that accompanied him. And some jealousy in the look of the women they were with as they looked closely at Angela. She definitely had the right look, the right attitude. She has been perfect. He surely could not go back on his word, could he? Well, he didn't actually say he wouldn't do anything, he just strongly suggested that this was only a run through and to enjoy it and he would see his date home at the end of the evening, all safe and sound. Okay, he knew it wouldn't exactly be that, but hey, Angela doesn't feel well, and agreed to come to his place, because it is closer, and she is trusting. No harm there. And he is really beginning to feel that he needs to know how much she will remember in the morning. Well, how much can he do? He fills his glass with another double. Surely, going only a little way wouldn't hurt in the least, now would it? Angela here would probably understand, if she remembered anything. Jerry was just being his usual thorough self, everyone would see that. But how much? Well, he could come over and check out her breasts. See how real they feel. Maybe feel her up a little. You know, just a simple check of that probably tight pussy (well, it looks like it could be from how tight her dress is and that outline of her crotch does seem to sort of show a little on occasion), maybe up the asshole a little too. Nothing serious. Those lips do look tempting. That makeover place obviously used one of the more expensive lip plumpers, probably illegally from Europe. Maybe see if I can get a little pre-cum on her lips. See if she notices in the morning. Just little things, that won't really leave much of a trace, nor matter that much considering the entire picture. I wouldn't want Angela to remember too much if those pills don't work. At the most just enough to be unsure. I'll watch her intently when she wakes; see if there's any recognition of anything I might do tonight. If she shows any remembrance, just talk it away as a dream. If she doesn't than I'm good to go. I will have to see this person every day at work. I certainly don't need any possible embarrassing outbursts, but I don't think there would be any, anyway. And anyway, can't think that this is anyone from work. That's why this is Angela now, who is as much a woman as is necessary to continue. Jerry thinks back on this past Monday, when he was starting to get just a little nervous about finding a willing subject. **** He had asked most the young women he knew, and while a few were receptive (he always began by wording his intentions in a very non- threatening way to judge their reaction), none had agreed to the offer so far. A tinge of desperation had started to settle in. Jerry didn't like that all. He liked to be in control of whatever situation presented itself, mostly by working out all the details before hand and having answers to most problems that would arise. This project might not be as easy. While he was thinking about what to do next, a former co-worker, Andy, came by. They had worked together a year or so earlier on a project or two, and got along quite well. Andy was naturally quite intelligent but not forceful in any way. He would easily yield to a stronger presence, not wanting to make waves. But his insights into a number of problems helped Jerry on his way. Jerry would always give a little credit to those around him, as he surmised that if others were also given partial credit they would feel good and not resent Jerry. It worked quite well with Andy. Andy got a bonus and Jerry got a promotion, the promotion that got him on his way. And Andy had remained quite friendly, actually sometimes overly friendly it seemed to Jerry, but maybe that was just the way he was. Anyway, he seemed always good for a smile, and a cheerful note even on the gloomiest of days. "Hey, guy, why the long face?" Andy asked in his very friendly and caring way. Jerry was a little perturbed, not wanting to let his plans get too well known, but covered quickly, "Oh, just working on a little project. And I've seem to have hit a bump." "Need any help?" Andy was always ready to help, especially to those he considered friends. "Well, it's sort of hush-hush, but I need a test subject for a day or two, a young woman, but I'm having trouble finding one." "Oh, okay. I know a few, have you tried..." Andy reeled off some names. "Yep, to all of them. But no luck. And this project has an incentive, too." "Hmmm, how much?" "If all goes well, $500. And any costs the subject might incur." "That sounds reasonable. I might know of some other women who may enjoy that money. Is it dangerous or anything?" Jerry thought about it, sizing up Andy, and decided to let him in on it a little, "Nope, just accompanying me to some places around town. Get a reaction, feedback, that sort of thing. See how they like them, what's going on. Give some ideas and thoughts on what I and we'll be doing." "That doesn't sound bad at all. You sure you'll only take women? I know some guys who could use that kind of money." "I'm sure, but yes, a woman, and she has to be at least a little attractive, and about our age or younger, and maybe get a make-over at a salon, so a guy wouldn't really work." "Oh, well, I suppose," Andy paused for a second in thought than asked, "Is this a project for work here?" "Well, not exactly, I'm doing some independent research." "Oh, okay, sounds good, I guess. Hmmph. Well, I gotta go. Status meeting coming up. If I think of any women who fit that I'll let you know, okay?" "Sure, thanks." "Hey, no problem. See ya." "Yeah." Jerry looked at Andy as he walked away. Andy was not as big as Jerry, his clothing wasn't as tailored, actually a little uneven fitting, but clean. Hard to tell if he was thin, normal, a little fat. Probably a little fat; nerdy, quiet guys like that often are. And soft facial features, too. Okay looking, but not in a rugged, manly way, instead with dark thick hair, but a light complexion and blue eyes, even a very light beard. Well, maybe not that fat, but maybe a little heavy, or just dumpy, whatever that meant, Jerry guessed. But for whatever reason the women at work seemed to like him, and were often including him. He probably was quite helpful to them. Jerry had wondered if he might be gay, but Andy had never hit on him, and nobody had ever even suggested it, so he probably wasn't. Jerry then thought, 'Andy seems happy doing what he's doing, isn't driven, friendly. Probably a good idea staying friends, never know when you might need someone like that. And since he seems to know a lot of the women here, he may find that girl for the project.' At least Jerry knew he'll try. **** Looking at Angela now, Jerry feels that hard-on coming again. And with two more drinks down besides the ones earlier this evening, he is in a very pleasant mood. He opens a drawer and pulls out a small tube and a small package he keeps handy. He then comes over and sits on the edge of the couch, gazing at the image of an attractive young woman lying in front of him. Amazing what that makeover place can do. This young woman is almost ravishing. Extremely attractive in a way that even Erica isn't. Of course, Erica is also attractive in her own way, yet Angela right now can certainly compete with her. But his date and test subject is also a co-worker, and really doesn't look this attractive at work. And Jerry can think of several reasons why he really shouldn't take advantage of the situation, at least not too much anyway. Of course, this person will be $500 richer tomorrow. That was the deal. And so far it has been quite worth it. And maybe for $500, Jerry should be able to get a little more than just some ideas. Jerry speaks aloud even though no one can hear, "You do look so beautiful sitting there, Angela. It's a shame there isn't much more that can be done. You certainly look ready for anything. But, you know, I suppose just maybe we can do a little bit. And maybe see if you remember some small things come morning." After a moment thought, he puts his hand up to one of her breasts. "Okay, it's settled. Let's see what you've got." He rubs around, and then puts his other hand on the other. "Well, these certainly feel quite real. I can even feel the nipples a little. If I didn't know better, I'd say these are yours, either natural or enhanced but yours for sure. And this sure feels good doing this." He takes several deep breaths. "Well, let's see what else you have, shall we Angela, dear?" "Did you say, yes? Why I'd love to, thank you," he chuckles a little under his breath. He strokes Angela's cheek and chin, and runs his fingers along her hair. "I can even see parts of your scalp. Your hair looks so natural and normal. It really suits you." He lifts her chin, bringing her expertly made-up face up to face him. "They have certainly done a remarkable job with you, I must say. You look so attractive. And those lips just look like they're begging to be kissed...and maybe more. You are definitely all woman, right now, for sure. And because of that, I really don't see a problem, now, do you?" He smiles for a moment before continuing, "No, I didn't think so." After looking at her for a little more, and feeling that very noticeable and now slowly becoming uncomfortable lump between his legs, he plants his lips on hers and gives this person lying on the couch, a kiss. And then works his tongue into the mouth. The lingering odor of her perfume helps his mood. After a long moment and then pulling back, he says quietly, "My, my, my, that was good. I wonder if you've ever been kissed by a real man. I don't think so. And that perfume you're wearing. " He lowers Angela's head and begins running his hands up and down the body. "And this figure you have. Where on earth did it come from? I certainly don't remember it looking that good at the office. Such a nice shape, curvy at all the right places. And these legs! They look like they go forever. And these stilettos. A good four inches, probably more. You were so cute stumbling around in them. It was obvious you don't wear them normally. I would have been shocked if you had seemed at ease in them as mostly only models and high end hookers can handle them, and I know you're neither. Just somebody trying their best to please me, which I always appreciate, especially when I can use it to my advantage." He rubs Angela's legs, and slowly works back up to the thighs. "And now we shall find out what's there and how much you really can do." He slides his hand up under the dress hem and works his hand up. "Ah, here's the top of your panties, and here's a side, don't want to go too far, if we can't. There we go, now, let's see what's all here, and possibly what's not." He continues working his fingers around Angela's crotch. "Yes, here's your little patch. Definitely freshly cut, and so smooth on either side. Now where is it? Ah, there we go. Oh, well, yes, a nice little opening. Uh huh, I was right, so let's see what's up inside." And his fingers start their exploration of some private parts. And as he does so, he thinks back to earlier this week. **** Tuesday had come and still no possible subject for Jerry's test. He was definitely getting a little more than just worried. He badly wanted the test to take place this upcoming weekend, so that he could get Erika to commit for the following one. He was a little afraid she might be close to an attachment with another guy that will be quite hard to overcome. The test had to run this weekend, or it's all over. He had only confided in Andy besides the girls he has already asked, but he may have to widen his search a little. He saw Andy in a hallway, and starting to clutch at straws, asked him, "Hey, Andy, how ya doin?" Andy saw Jerry and seemed to brighten immediately, "Oh, hi, Jerry. Pretty good I guess, I think we'll be wrapping our project up this week and then it's a week vacation. I'm really looking forward to getting away for a while." He seemed to get a faraway look in his eyes, but then asked, "How you doin?" "Oh, so, so, I guess." "Any luck with your project and finding a test subject?" "Nope, and I was wondering if you've had a chance to think of anyone else I might ask." "Well, I did come up with a few names but I asked them and they're all busy. It is getting sorta late in the week to line up a date, but I certainly tried," Andy said with a genuine smile of someone really trying their best to help. Jerry got real tense, he knew that a woman has to be asked a certain way, and this dolt probably just blurted everything out. In slight anger he spit out, "For god's sake, man, I just wanted some names. Let me talk to them. Understand?" Andy got all sorrowful looking realizing he had made a mistake, possibly a huge one, "I...I'm sorry, Jerry. I was just trying to help. That's all." Jerry took a deep breath, gotta stay calm, and realized that Andy did look sorry, and that look softened him a little, "Okay, look, I appreciate the help, but it's gotta be help, not a hindrance." He calmed down a bit, but with still some irritation, asked, "Well, who were they, maybe I can get up with them and give it a try." Andy, looking despondent, told him the names and said, "Hey, I am really sorry, Jerry, truly, I didn't mean to cause any problems. If there's any way I can make it up, please tell me." "Ok, I suppose. I've got a meeting with some of the VP's in a moment, I'll think about it." Jerry sharply turned on his heel and left. Andy felt really bad, with a very pained look, as he was left standing there. **** Looking down at Angela, Jerry withdraws his hand and takes the tube and puts a little dab of the contents on his finger. "Just a little dry down there, babe. We certainly don't want any problem. This should make it easier." He returns his hand to under Angela's dress and slips his finger in the waiting slit. "Tight for sure, and small, but still, there it is. That question is answered. So, you ever been felt up by a real man? Didn't think so. How does it feel, Angela, honey? As good for you as it is for me?" Angela remains sitting there, still unconscious, unable to do anything, as Jerry continues his probing of her opening down there, and realizing that his hard-on is getting even harder and more uncomfortable than before. "Not bad, not bad at all. And I can feel something. Yeah, there it is. Interesting how that worked out." He feels around a little more and finally, smiling, says, "Well, I think you have some definite possibilities, Angela. Perhaps, we might see how far we can get. That should be interesting. Now let's check out some more." He pulls out and cleans his finger. Then he gently lifts Angela up and slides her down so that she is on her back. He puts her legs up so her feet are flat on the couch, knees up. "There we go, now we can get at the other one, since everything so far, is what I had hoped." He pulls her panties down and off her legs, and widens her knees, exposing more of her crotch to him. Angela puts up no resistance at all. He opens the package and pulls out a finger cot. "Now to check out the other one down here." Again he uses the tube and put another dab on his finger and again runs his finger around her crotch and other opening. "Good, good. I think this one is also available for a little more exploration. And any of this lube left in you will help in both locations." He looks down at himself, "Whew! You are getting a little frisky aren't you? Well, you'll just have to wait a few more moments before I can give you some relief." Jerry stands for a moment and his thoughts drift back to this past Wednesday. **** He had contacted the young women that Andy had tried and while they were sympathetic, they had to say no for the upcoming weekend because they all had made plans. But, one of the women, Theresa asked a little more about what the evening would entail. And Jerry hoping that this one might agree, as she is a little attractive, decided to explain a little more. Theresa responded, "So, this isn't a real date; you really just want someone to accompany you and give their impressions and feelings of the various places and how you are handling yourself. What you want is to know if you're acting decent and attentive and interested in whoever this girl that you really want to date, who is apparently fairly glamorous, which is why you're thinking of a make-over. Is that it?" "Well, yes. I guess. I just want to make a really good impression, because I tend to get swept up in the moment. I just want to act and be normal and doing it once through will help calm the nerves." She pondered this for a moment and finally said, "Well, it sounds a little odd, but I can see it being legitimate from what Andy told me, and that make-over certainly sounds appealing. You seem sincere enough, and since you're Andy's friend and I know he's a very decent person, I may be able to help you." "Oh, wow, that's great! You'll let me escort you around?" She smiled a little, maybe thinking it did sound like fun, but said "Well, no, I am busy like I told Andy, but I think I know someone who might be just who you're looking for. And this person might even get a kick out of the makeover. And I'm also sure, really enjoy going to those places you mentioned, as well as being able to use the money." Jerry was a little relieved now, because it looked like his plan may work out after all. He thought, just have to take it careful here. This woman is fairly intelligent and possibly can see a phony if one is too blatant. "Do you know if this woman is available? Could you ask her or at least introduce me to her? That would be great!" "Who I'm thinking of is from the community theater group I belong to. And I've seen this person act. I'm sure all your requirements can be met. And I wouldn't be surprised if after this makeover at the place you mentioned, you'll be very pleasantly surprised. I've seen some of their work and it's amazing what they can do with anyone. This friend of mine will easily look exactly the part you want." Jerry thought, 'You know, this may be better than I was hoping. I can get whoever this woman is to take on the role of Erica, feed her some information and maybe get an even better idea on how to proceed. Yes, I do think this will work.' "She sounds perfect. Can I meet her?" The woman smiled a little and said, "Um, well, maybe not exactly perfect but pretty close. Tell you what; let me make the initial contact, and gauge the interest. I'll let you know possibly later today, but I'm telling you now, if it's a go, you won't meet this person until Saturday when we come together and meet you at that makeover place. But just a hint, it is somebody in your company. Are you agreeable?" Jerry studied her. She looked like she could deliver. And this was as close as Jerry had gotten to his goal. Better grab it, he thought, and there's still a chance of finding a girl on my own. "Sure, that sounds really great. Thank you so much, I really appreciate it. Let me know when you can. Here's my card." "And here's mine in case anything changes and you have to get in touch with us." They parted and Jerry was quite happy. Later that day, he received a phone call and it was good news. The woman's friend agreed to be Jerry's date and they both would meet him at the make-over salon on Saturday. Jerry assumed since it's a friend of a friend of a friend, that this young woman would want a little security going into something like this. And holding a friend's hand can do that. Better that than no date at all. And he was quite happy. **** Jerry looks, just a little longingly, at Angela laying back on the couch for a few moments, and thinks, 'A friend of a friend of a friend. Well, I guess that's true. Angela surely didn't look like this going into that salon, which really worried me when I found out. I guess that friend was there for my security, to make sure I didn't walk out on the date, which I might well have. And it certainly worked out well, quite well, extremely well. Angela and I are here, and I have her right where I want her. I mean, uh, I have her right where I, um, hope Erica will be soon enough. Erica, where she will be. Right. But enough about Erica. You're here and, um, well, oh, yeah, I believe there are still some actions that I really need to try out. Yes, that's right, try out. Just some tests, you know. My, that theater business really helped. Except for the heels and some other really minor things, with that acting thing, it's like Angela, you, have been studying this role for awhile. You know, I think you're about to go through a little, uh, full dress rehearsal exercise. Yes, that's right. One which you hopefully won't remember, or at best remember not enough to cause any problems.' He continues, 'Well, let's do it.' He unbuckles his belt, undoes the button, unzips his fly and his pants drop. Taking off his shoes, he kicks out of his pants. Smiling a little more, he pulls down his briefs, exposing his manhood. His penis is practically at attention. "Here it is, Angela, honey. And will you look at that. It's fully ready to go. And has been for some time now. That is a testament to how totally sexy and hot you look right now. So let's make you a little more comfortable." Making sure she is on her back with her knees up (because it's a not a big couch), he places a small pillow under her head. Then he sets her arms over her head and back across the pillow and the arm of the couch, getting them out of the way. "Here I come, you lucky woman." He straddles her with his knees on either side of her chest just below her arms, towering over her. His penis is practically touching her lips. "What a perfect position for a man, and for a woman. Let's do a little foreplay, shall we?" Jerry takes her arms and cups her hands in his and has her hands stroke his cock. "Oh, yeah, that's the way to get me hard, bitch. Now, let's get that pretty little mouth open just a little. Ah, there we go." He takes a finger and gently works Angela's mouth open. "Ah, good, let's try it out. Now to get some of this nice sweet pre-cum on those beautiful lips, maybe a drop on that tongue. Just enough to know there's something a little different." He presses the head of his penis against Angela's lips and then with a sudden burst of desire, continues pressing and his hard shaft suddenly, but intentionally, pops into her waiting mouth. "Oh, my, that was a surprise, must have wanted to do it on its own, no doubt. I surely wasn't going to do that. But, I guess now that it's in, might as well enjoy it." He slides it back and forth a few times, and with a little bit of a sarcastic laugh, "Or at least keep the test going. Make sure everything will work correctly. Right." After a little bit with a very relaxing smile on his face, Jerry says, "Oh, yeah, that feels so good. What a great feeling for my dick, and what a perfect place to put it. You are really something, Angela. Not at all like An....ah, but it really doesn't matter now, does it? You're here and you're just going to have to take it, like the good little girl you are." As he slides his still hard cock out of that lovely mouth, Jerry thinks back on earlier that afternoon. **** Damn, I hate it when things get changed, Jerry thought. Where is the time going? And now I'm having to rush like crazy. That Theresa had called and said the appointment at the salon had been pushed up an hour. Something about a little more time being needed. I guess that's okay. She said it would still be the same price. That's good. But I wanted to get there before them so I could look over whoever it is that will be with her and make sure my money is well spent. I hope it's not some dog. Jerry arrived at the salon a moment or two after the new appointment time and upon entering saw the young woman, Theresa, he had talked to. "Ah, you're here already. Hello. Is your friend here, too? Can I meet her?" "Hello, Jerry. Yes my friend is here. They were ready when we got here, so your date has already started the makeover. It will be a few minutes now before I can get the two of you together." Jerry thought, 'Damn, well I guess I'll have to take what comes.' And smiling back he says, "That's fine, I'm glad you're both here. Can I at least see from a distance?" "Sure, just look back at chair number four, there. They do move fast around here." Jerry looked and there was someone in the chair, and from what Jerry could see, it didn't look like weight would be a problem. He thought, whoever it is, is already wearing a body robe, and I see girls are working on the hair and face. Just gotta wait it out, I guess. "I think you'll be very surprised and happy when you see the finished product." "I'm sure I'll be quite happy with her," Jerry at least hoped that, but his hopes weren't too high right now. Maybe there was some reason why he wasn't getting to see his test subject. But probably better to just smile and go with it. "Yes, her. That's right. As I told you the other day, I'm sure Andy will be exactly who and what you're looking for." "Oh, Andie? Nice name. Short for Andrea I assume?" "Sure. Yes." Theresa smiled an enigmatic smile at him which he could not figure out. Finally after about a half an hour, as Jerry and Theresa chatted off and on, and Jerry tried his absolute best to be charming, suspecting that the woman was still testing him to make sure he would treat her friend correctly, she went into the salon area, came back and motioned Jerry to follow her. Jerry knew he had succeeded in this part. Jerry wasn't quite convinced that his date would be what he wanted from everything Theresa had told him, both back at the office and now here in the salon. But he was very prepared to give her any benefit of doubt as long as she looked good. He followed Theresa back and they came upon another quite attractive, at least from Jerry's view, young woman who had long dark brown hair, a figure that was very noticeable under the robe she was wearing, and already had great looking finger and toe nails, as well as make up. Jerry's heart almost skipped a beat as he considered that she may even be better looking than what he imagined. And possibly as attractive as Erica. As they approached the person being made over, Theresa said to Jerry, "I expect you to be polite, courteous, considerate, and understanding when you meet your date. Andy and I have gone to a lot of trouble and we both want to make a good impression and have Andy be the date you're looking for." "Hey, no problem at all. I'll be all those and more." "And, you are not to make a scene, no matter what. Do you understand and agree?" Jerry wasn't sure what she meant, but said, "Of course. I fully understand." They approached Jerry's date who was now quite attractive looking, but still being worked on by several assistants in front of a slightly semi- circular mirror and makeup table. When they got there, Theresa said, "Hello, Andy. Here is the gentleman who will be escorting you tonight and has made all this possible. Jerry, I would like you to meet Andy." The person turned around in the chair and gave a small almost shy smile, and stood up to meet them. Jerry at first thought this person in front of him looked positively ravishing. A very beautiful looking young woman, and he put out his hand in a friendly manner. "I'm so glad to finally meet you, Andie, and I must say, you look very beautiful," he smiled as Andy slowly met the hand. As Andy was saying with a slight smile and what might be a twinkle in her obviously blue eyes, along with a voice that while a little odd sounding, still sounded fairly feminine, "Thank you, I'm so pleased to meet you, Jerry," Jerry began to look long and hard at this very attractive looking woman in front of him. There was something about her that looked familiar. Something that made her look extremely familiar. His first thought was, have I seen her around the office or the building? And then it hit him, and his mouth dropped and he lost his voice. The gorgeous looking young woman in front of him, who would be his date for tonight, and who Jerry would try out how he would romance Erica, then lightly drug and take back to his place, was his friend from work, Andy. Only this stunning looking young woman didn't look like Andy, she looked like a woman. Even small features and details seemed to shout that this was a woman. Every movement, every look, the way 'she' smiled slightly, glancing in Jerry's direction, how she held herself. Jerry knew it was Andy, but the person standing here looked completely feminine. "Uh, you're, um....," his voice trailed off as he looked at each woman in front of him, and tried to think of how to say politely that he had absolutely no interest in going anywhere with a guy dressed as a woman, even one as astounding looking as this person was now. Theresa intervened, 'Perhaps we should have a little chat. Ladies, will you excuse us for a few moments?" she addressed the girls working on Andy. As they left, Theresa quickly pulled over a chair and said to Jerry, "Please sit. And you too, Andy." Still shocked at the recognition, without thinking about it, he did. Theresa remained standing. "Jerry, you asked for a very attractive young woman, who you would take out on a date, where you wanted nothing more than a trial run, so that you could feel at ease and know what to say and how to act with a woman you would really like to see, but were worried you might mess up the first date. Am I right?" Jerry sighed, "Yes. That's it...exactly." He didn't want to make a mistake now. And obviously Theresa might get upset and cause problems, as well as Andie, no, Andy. He began wondering if maybe it could work. She, he, no, ok, she did look very attractive. "And you know Andy was quite upset when he disappointed you the other day while he was trying to help? And that he really wants to make it up to you?" "Yes, I guess. I just didn't know how much." "I've seen Andy on stage in many different roles, including one or two women's roles, and I can tell you that he can easily pull this off. You just give him what you know about your dream woman, and he will pick up on the part and be what you want. Isn't that right, Andy?" "Oh, uh, I don't.." "Don't be modest, you know you've fooled the audiences every time." "I guess. I was just acting." "And very good acting. Well, Jerry, look at your date. She looks all woman, she will pass easily. And you know Andy here will do his, her, best to be what you want. You at least should give her a try." "Well, I'm just not that sure. I mean I understand and all, it's just that I'm really not used to going out with, um, well, you know." "So if you went on this date with Andy here, you would have to handle this date with kid gloves and be on your best behavior and be careful of what you say, and really try to make sure she has a good time? Right?" "I suppose so." "And how much different is that then with the woman you're practicing for? This is perfect...If you really mean what you said." Jerry thought, well, she is sort of right. And Andy here does look the part. And they're not close to done getting her ready. Imagine what she might look like. Uh, better not imagine too much. "Ok, I'll tell you both what. I'll take Andy, or may I call you Andrea," he looked over at Andy and she smiled a tiny bit and looked down and then back up, as he continued, "to dinner and we'll see how it goes. If things look good, and we're both comfortable, we'll try some other places. Does that sound fair? And no matter what, I will pay what I promised." Jerry was still worried about how things may turn out, but after continuing to look at Andy, and Andy reacting as most women who noticed a man looking appreciatively at them, he felt there might be a chance for a least trying to see if his test could work out. And what else really could he do? Erica was possibly about ready to agree to the next weekend. Theresa smiled and looked at Andy, "Is that good for you?" Andy smiled at Theresa and then at Jerry and Jerry was a little surprised by how truly feminine Andy looked and was acting and how pretty her smile and lips looked, "Yes, that sounds very fair, and Andrea does sound quite nice, Jerry." Jerry barely heard the response as he realized they also looked quite inviting. **** Looking down at the unconscious young woman in front of him, Jerry, starting to respond to effects of the doubles he has had, thinks, 'Yes, those lips certainly are attractive and inviting and they have just surrounded my cock, and it really feels good. For a fact, you are definitely Angela right now, there is no Andrea here, or anyone else for that matter. So I guess I will just have to continue with my little project.' Jerry continues sliding his member in and out of the mouth of the unconscious young woman beneath him. Within a few moments, he can feel the change to his body and he just relaxes and lets it come. His member gets hard and he pushes it in a little deeper, but not enough to cause the poor girl any problems and then can feel it expelling its load. "Ah, there we go, that does feel good. Now we'll see in the morning how you are. See if you notice at all." He pauses and looks at her, "Very good, Angela, you again took that just like the good girl you are. Ok, now, gotta recuperate a little and get you ready for the next phase." Jerry slowly pulls out, making sure that nothing dripped anywhere it shouldn't. He has a napkin nearby and made sure everything was nice and neat as he finished. He constantly glances at the motionless form of the young woman, seeing only the rhythmic movement of her breathing. She looks so truly feminine and female at the moment, it is hard to believe that she is anything else. So why even think that. After a few moments, he realizes he should get busy again and as he begins repositioning her for the next part of his test, he thinks back to earlier in the evening as they got in his car to go to the first place and how he initially had a difficult time accepting Andie. **** Theresa said, "Well, I think my work is done here. I'll leave you two to get acquainted. Have a great time, Andrea, and be sure to give me a call when you can." "Thanks Theresa, I really appreciate all the help and encouragement you've given me. It's been so helpful." Jerry watched as the two young women gave each other a little hug and cheek kiss. He wondered how Andy, no, it's Andrea, picked that up so quickly. It looked to him like they were old pros at it. Well, just try to focus on the project. Before dinner drinks, dinner, and then, well, we'll see, he thought. "Bye, Theresa. Thanks for your help." "You're welcome, Jerry. And just remember, treat Andrea like the young woman she is. Or you'll have me to answer to." "No need to worry. Everything should be fine," he turned and smiled to Andrea and she smiled back and nodded to Theresa. "Ok, you two, have fun, but not too much!" And she left. The salon girls came back and Jerry asked, "How much longer?" "Oh about an hour." Jerry looked at his watch and saw that the timing would work out well. He retired to the waiting room as the girls went back to work on Andrea. In a little less than an hour, Andrea walked out the doorway to the waiting room, and smiling at Jerry as he looked up, said, "Hi, Jerry. Well, I guess I'm ready." Jerry glanced at her and was taken aback by how attractive she looked. Dark brown hair below her shoulders, very nicely styled, with an auburn streak in the front that was quite attractive on her. She was wearing a very short and tight almost black little dress with a jacket over it. Her breasts though not really visible were obviously significant. Her legs were quite sensual and long. She was wearing stiletto heels with ankle straps. She looked every inch a woman. "Oh, hi. Uh, you look really nice. Ready to go?" He considered her outfit. It was very good, attractive without being too show-offy, maybe a little subdued, but it would work just fine. "All ready, please lead the way." They walked out the door towards Jerry's car and he held the door for her. He questioned himself any number of times as he and Andrea walked to his car. He is going out with a guy in a dress. Sure, Andrea looks great, and is acting really close to what he would expect any woman to be, but still she is a he. He wondered if he would ever be able to get over it. **** Jerry looks again at the motionless young woman on the couch. He certainly did get over it. Only there's really nothing to get over, is there, he thinks. This is as real a woman so far as any he has known. Sure, if he ever decided to take her vaginally, he'd probably have problems, but he remembered dating a number of girls who were 'having their period', and he couldn't do that much with them. But they usually found other ways, just like he already had and was also planning to use on Angela in just a few moments. Jerry says out loud, "Excuse me for a moment, Angela, darling, I just have to get some things." And he leaves the room. A moment later he is back with some specially designed pads that he places on one of the ottomans next to the couch. He picks up Angela and carefully carries her over to the ottoman and drapes her stomach down over the pad, making sure her head is turned so that she can breathe normally and her arms are spread to each side. Her ass is now at the apex of her bent over body. He pulls up the bottom of her dress exposing her now bare ass (because he had removed her panties earlier). "What is that?" he asks as he pushes up her dress a little more. He finds a small tattoo high on her hip, of a single rose. "Is that permanent or temporary? It looks really nice and certainly does add to your femininity," he murmurs. He then spreads her legs enough so that he has very easy access. "There we go, my lovely. All ready for the next test. My but you do have such a nice ass. And all ready for the taking. How can I possibly refuse such an open invitation? And I believe I have recovered enough to give you a very decent servicing." He looks down at himself as his pants are still off and sees to his satisfaction that things are getting quite firm down there again. "I knew that seeing your pretty little ass all white and rounded and just waiting for a man to fill it up, would get me going again. And it so definitely has. Well, this will be fun for me, maybe for you too. You never know." He looks at the young woman beneath him for a moment and then says, "Okay, I didn't mean to forget something. It's right here." He grabs a little packet that he had put nearby and puts a condom over his member and then putting his hands firmly on her ass and spreading them, begins easing his member into her waiting opening. He knows enough to take it easily, slowly working it in because he doesn't want to cause any severe problems that would be quite noticeable come morning. Eventually he slides it in, getting much of it into her. "Yes, there we go, I knew you could take it. You are definitely the good little girl, Angela, so willing to take anything and everything I have to offer. You're actually becoming a very good lay." He starts a slow rhythm going, sliding his member in and out, and then as before, feels the upwelling of desire spread through his body, and pushing in a little deeper, releases his load into her. "Oh, yes, oh, yes, yes...Oh, yeah, that was excellent! Not only are you a good little cock-sucking cunt, but you've also got a great ass for fucking. So far, two for two. Now what other womanly charms do you have that I can enjoy tonight, and maybe for a few more nights, too." He relaxes a little and then says, almost as an afterthought, "Well, yes, of course, I can't, uh, wait to get, um, Erica, yeah, Erica here...in this position. But, well, of course, that's then...and this is now, and this little test is working perfect. Just perfect. We'll see how it comes out in the morning." He makes sure he has got everything he can into her, and then slowly pulls out, and sits down on the other ottoman looking at the helpless young woman whom he has just ass fucked. 'What a great night, so far,' he thinks. 'Angela is absolutely everything I could have hoped for. And then some. It's a shame we can't continue this. I think you'd make a great partner. Well, maybe, because I'm not sure how you feel about sex. Of course, we've pretty much already had it, haven't we? Got to put it out of my mind. Tonight's it. For sure. Next week it will be, uh, um, Erica, yeah. I wonder if you'd be available next week.' He stands up and comes over and carefully lifts the limp body up into his arms. He intends to take her into the bedroom to put her to bed. Instead he walks over to the couch and sits down with her still in his arms. "You are just too beautiful to want to give you up, Angela. Do you know that? I wish I had a few more hours. And how would it be if you were awake and enjoying this?" He bends over and gives her a kiss on her lips, and then strokes her hair and face. "How did it get to be this way?" he asks nobody in particular, continuing to fondle the woman in his arms, as his thoughts go to earlier in the evening. **** As the couple drove to the first place that Jerry had picked out, he turned to Andrea and said, "You are quite attractive, Andrea, that salon really did a good job." He wanted the evening to at least start off decent, so a compliment was called for. "Thank you, Jerry. I know a little of their work, but both Theresa and I were surprised by how involved and thorough they were. I wasn't expecting it at all." "I asked them for their deluxe package. I hope it's all right with you?" "Oh, yes, thank you, I love it! I feel so good. I hope I won't let you down after all you've gone through." "I don't think so. We'll see how it goes, a drink or two, then dinner. It'll give us a chance to learn about each other a little better." "So, Jerry, tell me what your dream date is like. What are her likes and dislikes if you know. Is she lively or quiet? Things like that." Jerry thought for a moment and told Andrea as much as he knew, without giving her name. Better to keep his dream date a faceless, nameless person, and just go for characteristics. He told Andrea that she was spirited, friendly to a fault, could easily become devoted if she wanted to be, liked the outdoors and winter, but appreciated summer - a few more things like that. "Good, thank you, I think I understand maybe enough. I guess it'll be that we know each other a little from one or two meetings, but this is our first date. This and you will be all fresh to me, as I will be to you, does that sound all right?" "Sounds fine." Soon they arrived at the first place, a little after-work cocktail lounge, that was gaining in popularity. Andrea had heard of it, but hadn't been there before, but she liked it as there was a certain feeling to it. With Andrea's approval, Jerry ordered vodka martinis for both of them. As they talked and each gave a little information about their lives and hopes and dreams, Jerry was surprised by how quickly he had stopped thinking that Andrea was anything other than a very attractive young woman. The way she looked, and acted, and talked. The way she smiled at Jerry and laughed a little at his funny asides. She was just about everything he had hoped Erica would be, and yet there was a little more going on. He thought he saw every so often a little sparkle in those blue eyes when she looked at him. He had never noticed it in Erica. Jerry did note that guys in the place were very aware of Andrea and gave her appreciative glances. He could imagine how they might be hoping for her to either return without him, or catch her if he got up for a moment and slip her their numbers. It made him feel rather good about himself, that she was there with him. After awhile Jerry glanced at his watch and wondered where the time was going as it was actually a quite enjoyable evening so far. He really liked talking to Andrea. "You getting a little hungry? It's about our reservation time." "Yes, as a matter of fact, I am. I'm ready, whenever you are." He got up and pulled her seat back, and saying a soft 'Thank you', she got up and slipped her arm into his as they walked out. There was an almost audible collective sigh let out by the males who remained. Jerry felt really good, and considered that the evening may still have possibilities. He told her they were going to this really swank Italian restaurant. Andrea said, "Oh, how did you know I love pasta? And I've always wanted to try that place. I've heard they create the most fantastic meals. It must have taken a little to get reservations. I've heard they're hard to come by, especially on a weekend." He smiled and said, "Oh, I managed." It did cost him a little, but to get the good stuff, you sometimes had to pay for it. They arrived right at their reservation time and were seated immediately. The place was widely known for making late arrivals wait for some time. As it was, there were three couples waiting that Jerry and Andrea breezed right by. Again like at the lounge, Jerry was surprised by how well Andrea handled herself. She was lively, vivacious, attentive to him, often with something interesting to add, and just very friendly and sweet. And again she drew attention but didn't seem to notice or care, which Jerry really liked. She ordered a Merlot and nursed the glass through dinner which was a light pasta salad for her. It seemed to Jerry like they had more than enough to talk about. As they were finishing dinner, Andrea looked up at Jerry with a pleasant smile and said, "I've had a very wonderful time tonight. I hope I haven't bored you or caused any problems, but if you want to end it, I'll understand. I just want you to know it has been just wonderful from my view." "Andrea, you've haven't bored or irritated me one bit. This has been wonderful, but the night is still young. I'd love to take you to some really nice places after this, if you want. I'm hoping you'll say yes." Jerry had made the decision during dinner, and was quite satisfied with it and with her. "Oh, yes, definitely yes! I'd love to!" As they walked to the car, Andrea asked, "Jerry, would you like to hear my impressions so far?" "Yeah, I sure would, I just wasn't sure when to ask you for them. Now would be fine." "Ok, my honest feelings, right?" "Of course, I want to know." "Well, this has been almost a dream date. I'm not really sure why you were saying you'd be nervous. You've been a gentleman, very attentive, considerate. The places we have been so far, have been divine. No girl in her right mind would have anything but a good feeling going each place, or with you." Jerry smiled, "Thanks. I don't know about that, though. I think it's the company I'm with, you make it so enjoyable to be with you." But as he said that, he felt something odd in the back of his mind, like a little voice. He ignored it. Andrea blushed at that, looking down and said, "Thank you." She again put her arm in his as they walked. Jerry had wondered about that a little. She was wearing the stilettos and seemed to be just a little unsure of herself, almost tripping once or twice. Jerry smiled at that. Well, I would expect that would be the case, wouldn't it. Maybe that's why she is holding me. Or maybe...no, I shouldn't go there. The next place was one of the several hot clubs in the city. Jerry had a VIP card and he also had a place to park, which impressed Andrea as she could see people walking from much further away. When they got to the entrance, they went right to the VIP line and the bouncer immediately recognized Jerry, and let them right in, after, of course, Jerry slipped him some money. "Hey, Jerry, my man, good to see you again! And who's this beautiful woman you've got in tow? How did you rate her? Does she know about you? " "Hey, Sam, great seeing you again, too. This is Andrea. We actually work at the same place but I just met her recently. Be careful around Sam, he's got arms like an octopus." "Good evening, ma'am, you'd better watch this guy. And have a nice evening." "Nice to meet you, Sam, I'll be watching him, but I'm sure the evening will be great." And they were in. The music was loud, the crowd was thickly packed, and people who wanted to see or be seen were in attendance. Jerry saw some people he knew at a partly open high table, and parked Andrea there after introducing her around quickly and went to get them drinks. Andrea asked for just a white wine. The first thing she noticed was that while what she was wearing was adequate, it was quite tame for what most the young women were wearing. She immediately took off the jacket, because she knew that she would fit in better without it, and it would get warm in a hurry. Making small talk with the several people at the table, Andrea was aware that upon taking off the jacket, several guys were quickly making their way over to her. The most forward of them got there just as Jerry returned with the drinks. He immediately saw what was going on, and expertly managed to slip in right in front of the guy, totally ignoring him and handing Andrea her drink. The guy slunk back to his friends, while Jerry glanced at Andrea and realized that with that jacket off, she had a dynamite body, besides the very sensuous long legs that he had seen before. She was hot. Every moment, he was feeling better and better about where the evening was headed and being able to put his test into action. In fact, he decided that there was absolutely no turning back now, and relaxed a little. They chatted for awhile enjoying the drinks and talking to Jerry's friends. "Hey, do you want to dance a little?" he asked eventually, just loud enough to be heard. "Sure, let's go!" He wasn't exactly sure about this, but felt like dancing and hoped that Andrea would look reasonable out on the floor. He grabbed her hand and they wove their way through the crowd to the landing with the dance floor and dj. He noticed that her hand felt quite feminine in his and she was being exactly what Jerry would have expected any date to be. And to his surprise and delight, she seemed to know what to do on the dance floor, and looked better than reasonable. She actually looked quite good out there. Jerry really began relaxing as he started thinking of what would take place later that night, now that he was quite confident that Andrea was turning out to be an ideal test subject. He acknowledged some people on the dance floor that he knew, and wasn't sure but he might have seen Erica way across the way. His only thought on that was that Andrea was doing a very credible job being like he imagined Erica would be, perhaps even a little better. As they danced he got to thinking, maybe I should call this young woman by a different name. I don't want what I'm going to do later in this test to b