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Day 2 - Sunday (evening)
While we had waited for the car to arrive, Kimi had taken the last thing
out of the bag and handed it to me, a small black leather purse, with a
long thin strap. She showed me that it was filled with lipstick and
various other makeup items should I need to do any touching up while I
was out. She also handed me a slip of paper with her telephone number
written on it.
"While you obviously look incredible, there's a lot more to being a woman
than the clothes, the hair and the makeup. It's all in the actions, the
body language, the words you use and the tone of voice you say them in
too. You've already got the walk, by the look of it, so that's a start,
but there's all too much to teach you in the short time we have. Think
about the way the women in your life act, watch those around you and
mimic their actions. And if you need any help or suggestions, don't
hesitate to call. It'll be a pleasure to help you, Alexis."
With those words tumbling through my head as the car, which had turned
out to be a large Buick, not just any old taxi, whisked me to my
destination, I thought about my former girlfriends, and things I had
noticed them do differently to me. Crossing your legs and smoothing your
skirt under you when you sat down was a obviously a pretty big one,
especially given what I was hiding away down there, but besides that
there were things I recalled about the way girls held things like a fork
or a glass that was different to a man, not to mention words that would
just sound, well, gay coming out of a man's mouth.
Before I knew it, the car had stopped, and the driver had opened the door
for me. As I started to swing my leg out like normal, I had a sudden
flash of a certain picture of Britney Spears cross my mind. I quickly
clamped my legs back together and swung in my seat so that both feet hit
the ground together. The driver offered his hand, and taking it, I stood
up in my heels, a slight smile crossing my lips as I realized how
unnaturally natural they suddenly felt.
As I walked to the restaurant door, it, of course, was opened for me (but
then that happened when I was a man too, I rationalized), and as I
crossed the threshold, if I felt like every eye in the place was on me,
it's probably because it was true. One particular man in his late 30's
even had his mouth slightly open as he stared, while his wife or
girlfriend stared daggers at me once she realized why he suddenly wasn't
paying attention to her conversation anymore.
Thankfully I spotted Nick sitting at a table by himself and headed that
way, looking surprisingly dapper in a shirt and tie. It clearly took him
a moment to realize who I was - once he realized I was walking to his
table, he suddenly broke into a huge grin, stood and pulled the second
chair out from the table for me. I paused for moment, then decided to
just go with it. As I sat, I smoothed my skirt underneath me as I had
remembered my girlfriends doing, and he pushed the chair back under me.
"Alexis, what can I say? You may take a while to get ready, but once you
are... wow!" He grinned, as he sat back down on his side of the table.
"Fine," I replied, "I'll admit it; you were right and I was wrong.
You're a jerk though, telling me all that stuff about your parents. The
amount you must have spent on the makeover must have easily covered me in
men's clothes for the next two weeks."
"Possibly," he said, while pouring me a glass of champagne from the
bottle chilling next to the table, "but then I wouldn't have gotten to
see you like this."
"And what was with that story you fed Kimi? About me wanting to pretend
to be your wife while we were on our anniversary vacation?"
"Well I was hardly going to tell her the truth, was I? That it was all a
bet and the only reason you were going along with it was because you had
no other choice? Sure, I probably am a jerk, but under the circumstances
I think what I did was the best thing for both of us all round. And jerk
I may be, but I'm one hell of a lucky jerk."
"Oh really? And why would that be?"
"Because every man in this room is jealous of me right now. As
attractive as I'm sure most of the women in here are, none of them can
hold a candle to you, Alexis. I meant it when I said 'wow' - I was going
to go for something a little more worthy of the situation, but... well,
you kind of made me lose my train of thought, and 'wow' was all I could
come up with."
I blushed and smiled, despite myself. Apparently I was a sucker for
compliments. "You always did have a way with the words, when it comes to
women," I teased.
"So I thought, so I thought."
At that point, our waiter had arrived. I picked up the menu, but before
I could even open it, Nick rattled off an order for both of us, and he
left as quickly as he'd arrived.
"Nick, what the hell?"
"Relax, the concierge at the hotel told me the seared ahi was to die for
here, his words not mine, and I know you have a thing for tuna, so...
besides, you might want to work on your voice a little before you go
talking to anyone but me. It kinda spoils the illusion, if you know what
I mean."
He had a point, both about the tuna and the voice. While so busy
thinking about my actions and body language, I hadn't given a thought to
the pitch of my voice. There hadn't been any need up until now.
Obviously putting on a falsetto was a bad idea, I decided to try out
something a little breathy, sultry perhaps.
"Is this any better?"
Nick spluttered on the champagne he'd just taken a sip of, and coughed,
trying to compose himself. "Actually, yeah. A lot. To be honest, it's
kinda..."
"Kinda what?"
"Kinda, well, hot. Especially coming from, well, the new you."
"Really? Did I make you all hot and bothered, Nicky?" I breathed.
"Yes, fine, fine, I'll admit it too. The combination of that look and
that voice, yeah, it kinda turns me on, but despite what I'm seeing and
hearing, I know who's really under all that, so..."
"Ok Nicky, I'll tone it down a bit," I replied, doing so, "I appreciate
the compliments though. It makes me feel a lot better about the
situation to know that I might actually get through it all unscathed. If
your behavior is anything to go by though, you may have to stick close
by, to fend off any unwanted attention."
"So, fake husband and wife it is then?" he asked with a grin.
"I guess so."
"Great!" He said, suddenly slipping a ring on to my left ring finger.
He saw my eyes go wide at the sight of the large stone sparkling away on
my finger and quickly reassured me "It's not real diamond, just cubic
zirconia. Still, it wasn't cheap, so look after it for me so I can give
it to a girl I'm interested in once we get through all this."
"I don't know, Nick, after all I've been through and will go through, I
may just have to keep it. It's... well, honestly it's beautiful. And
I'm sure my future girlfriend will love it. I may have to edit the story
of how I got it a little though."
Lost as I was in the incredible ring I now bore, it was a moment before I
realized our food was now in front of us. The concierge was right - if
the fish tasted even half as good as it smelled, it was probably going to
be the best thing I'd put in my mouth in a long time.
"Mmmmm! Oh Nick, you have got to try this, it's absolutely exquisite!"
I said, taking my first bite.
"Exquisite? Wow, you're really getting into the role, huh?" he teased
me.
"I... I don't know where that came from. I mean Kimi said something
about girls using different words, and I thought about things my old
girlfriends used to say in the car on the way over here, but... that just
popped into my head without thinking."
He smiled at me. I'd never really noticed before, but he had a nice
smile, especially the way his eyes sort of crinkled a little in the
corners. Huh, where did that thought come from?
"Well if it's coming that easy to you already, the next two weeks should
be a breeze, and hopefully a vacation to remember, if not for exactly the
reasons we expected," he said, swallowing down the mouthful of tuna I had
offered him. "Besides, that's not the only thing that's come easily to
you. If you could see the way you're sitting, even the way you're
eating, you'd think you were a girl. And my god, that walk! Until I
realized you were walking towards me and not someone else here, I had no
idea it was actually you."
"Well some of it's the clothes. That was the only I could walk in the
heels, and the bra and the extra weight on my chest, it changes your
posture. If I sat in my normal way, it seems like it would hurt my
back."
"Hell, I'm just talking about the fact that you CAN walk in heels.
You've had, what, less than an hour of practice? And yet you look like
you've been wearing them most of your life. I like to think I'm pretty
agile, but you put those things on my feet and I'm positive I'd be
spending more time on my butt or on my face than standing."
"I don't know, I guess it's just not as difficult as it looks," I
mumbled, suddenly feeling a little self-conscious. "I mean, if it was
that difficult, girls wouldn't wear them right?"
"Hmm, maybe." Nick lapsed into silence for a moment, but looked like he
wanted to say something else. I decided to let him stew for a bit as I
pondered what my newfound abilities meant. With so much to think about,
it really hadn't occurred to me how easily some of these things were
coming to me. I wasn't sure how to rationalize it, but I suppose at the
end of the day, anything that helped me get through these two weeks with
a minimum of fuss was a good thing.
Eventually Nick decided to bite the bullet with whatever was on his mind.
"How.... How is it?" he asked.
"The food? I already told you, it's fantastic. I'm not mad at you for
ordering for me anymore, if that's what you were worried about."
"No, not the food. All... this," he said, gesturing at me. "The clothes
and everything. What's it like?"
"Oh, I see. It's... It's difficult to describe. I mean I figured...
well, take thongs for example. I always thought, 'yes, they're sexy as
hell, but isn't it uncomfortable to walk around all day with a wedgie you
can't do anything about?', but, well, they're not uncomfortable at all.
It actually feels nice to wear one, makes me feel a little bit sexy, to
be honest. It's all different obviously, but certainly not in a bad
way."
"You like it?"
I actually had to think about that. "Let's not go that far yet. In some
ways, yes, I think I do, but I'm going to have to see how I feel after
having to do all this stuff myself for a few days rather than Kimi doing
it for me. And don't think for a second I wouldn't rather be sitting
here in my own clothes."
"If it helps, you really do look good. I meant what I said about you
outshining all the other women here."
"Thanks, it does. Just don't go thinking you can try anything," I
replied, deciding to let the 'other women' part go without comment. He
laughed.
"No worries there, Alexis."
We eased into a more normal conversation, and though it seemed like Nick
was occasionally subconsciously lapsing into 'impress the pretty girl'
mode, the rest of the meal passed without incident. Once Nick asked for
the check, I suddenly realized the drinks I'd had over the last several
hours had caught up with me, it was time to brave the final frontier and
go where no man had gone before - the ladies' room.
I excused myself and made my way over to the restrooms, again only
realizing how easily (and sexily) I was walking once I was already there.
I paused for a moment outside the door, took a deep breath and pushed it
open.
I'm not sure what I was expecting, but for some reason, exactly the same
as the men's room minus urinals and plus a sanitary pad vending machine
hadn't been it. Still, that was what faced me. Thankfully, it didn't
seem like anyone else was in here, so I opened the door to the nearest
stall and locked it behind me.
I pulled my skirt up to my waist, and sat down, pulling my panties down
to my knees, again feeling that slight shiver as the material pulled
itself out from between my cheeks. It was only as I sat that I realized
just how full my bladder was, and before I could worry about whether Kimi
had pointed everything in the right direction when taping it down, I felt
the rush of my bladder emptying and the splash as it hit the porcelain at
the back of the bowl and trickled into the water below.
Relieved, I figured I couldn't exactly shake myself dry like I normally
would, so I grabbed a wad of toilet paper and wiped myself dry, before
pulling my thong back into place and letting the skirt fall back to my
thighs once more. So far, so good!
I left the stall and moved to the sinks to wash my hands, admiring how
slim the acrylic nails made my fingers seem as I did so. I was about to
leave but at the last moment, remembered Kimi's words when she handed me
the purse, and so checked my makeup in the mirror. I noticed some
smudges on my lips from eating and took out the tube of lipstick Kimi had
provided me with, applying and blotting with a paper towel as she had
shown me. Despite it all, I actually felt a little proud that not only
had I remembered her instructions, I'd remembered to worry about my
makeup at all. Pride was quickly followed by a little confusion as to
why this was suddenly so important to me - it's not like I was going to
have to live this way for very long after all.
Happy once more with my appearance, I slung my purse back over my
shoulder when the door suddenly opened and the woman who had given me the
evil eye when I arrived at the restaurant entered the room. Oh god, I
was trapped! What if she had come to confront me, here where Nick
couldn't come to protect me? Worse, what if she had spotted me for what
I really was?
She was between me and the door, I couldn't run or hide.
"Oh! Oh," she said, "it's you. I... suppose I owe you an apology."
An apology? Well that wasn't exactly what I was expecting.
"When you came in here earlier tonight, and I saw the way my husband
looked at you, well I know I didn't exactly give you the warmest of
looks."
I wasn't sure what to say, so I just concentrated on not doing anything
to give myself away or upset her.
"The truth is, I can't say I blame him for looking," she continued, "I
mean, just look at you, I expect you're used to men watching your every
move," If only she knew. " I just wish he'd be a little more discreet
about it. So I'm sorry, I should have reserved that look solely for
him," She smiled, and I laughed, a little nervously, still unsure of how
to respond.
"Yvonne, by the way," she said, holding out her hand.
"I'm Alexis," I replied, taking it to shake as she smiled warmly at me,
feeling the tension start to leave my body again. Another test I seemed
to have passed for now.
"Is that your boyfriend you were sitting with?"
"Husband. Nick," I said, glancing down at the rock on my left hand,
where it rested presumably just out of her sight behind my purse.
"Take my advice, Alexis. Make sure Nick understands just how lucky he is
to have you now while you're both young. Like all men, he'll still have
a wandering eye occasionally, but if you do that, you'll ensure he never
has a wandering heart. The two of you make a beautiful couple, by the
way," She added.
I wasn't exactly sure how to go about doing that or, for that matter, why
I'd even want to think about doing that under the circumstances, but I
thanked her for her advice and compliment, and headed out to rejoin my
new 'husband'.
"You girls always take so long in the bathroom," he teased, waiting by
the door, clearly having already paid the check in the time I'd been
away.
I slugged his arm a little but laughed with him at the joke at my
expense. He carried the paper shopping bag that carried the clothes that
were my only link to the real me in one hand, and proffered the other arm
for me to take. I did so, fully aware of how he was pushing me into
taking a feminine role, and he walked me to where our hire car was
parked. Once again, he opened the passenger side door for me, and I
thanked him without further comment. I felt like maybe I could get used
to not having to open doors any more after all.
Remembering how I'd exited the car earlier, I sat down sideways in the
seat, again smoothing my skirt beneath me, then swiveled, swinging my
legs into the footwell together. I subconsciously crossed my legs as
Nick closed the door behind me and walked round to the driver's side.
We drove the short journey back to the hotel in silence, except for a
brief moment where Nick placed his hand on my bare knee, then hurriedly
removed it again, perhaps remembering at the last moment who that knee
belonged to. It was only once we were walking from the elevator to our
suite that I broke it.
"Nick... despite, well, everything, I had a really nice time tonight.
I'm sorry for calling you a jerk earlier, I know you were doing what you
thought best."
"It's ok, I am a jerk. I'm glad you had a good time though, I did too.
It was kind of like being on a date without having to do all the
pretending and attempts to impress, I could be more myself, you know?"
"Well, actually, I think you did say a few things that I know were
supposed to impress me. Probably a subconscious thing, I expect. But if
what you said is true, about being more yourself, you should probably try
that on real dates. The real you is a nice guy. Besides, you might have
a little more success."
"Hey!" he said, sounding a little upset. "I do alright, you know."
I grinned at him, to let him know I was just teasing, and he smiled back.
"Thanks though, you're probably right about that."
He took out his keycard and opened the door, holding it open to allow me
to go in first, before following me in and sliding the security lock
home.
"Well," I said, "I suppose I should go ahead and unpack my new clothes
before bed."
"No need," he replied, "What do you think I did with all that time you
were at the spa? There's some pajamas in the top drawer, underneath the
bedroom TV. Your underwear is in there too. By the way, it's a good
thing you're comfortable in a thong - it's not like you have a lot of
choice in the matter," He grinned.
I honestly wasn't sure what to feel about that. It was true that I had
enjoyed the feeling of wearing the lacey thong for the short time I'd had
it on this evening, but would I still feel the same about them, after a
whole day, after a whole week? I also had the vaguely upsetting feeling
that Nick shouldn't have gone through the clothes at all, let alone the
lingerie. I'm not sure why it made me upset, after all, they weren't
even my clothes, but still that feeling lingered.
"Well, normally I'd just sleep in my underwear, but given what my
underwear is now, pajamas would probably be a good idea."
"How are we doing the sleeping arrangements by the way? I mean there's a
spare blanket in the closet, so I could grab a pillow and sleep on the
couch."
"Don't be silly!" I interrupted, not even noticing the word I almost
never would have used as a man until it had already escaped my lips,
"Just because I have fake boobs doesn't mean anything's different between
us. We were going to sleep in the same bed as Nick and Alex, there's no
reason why we can't as Nick and Alexis."
"Are you sure? If things get awkward, I'm happy to sleep out here."
"It's no more awkward than it was when we found out we were in this room.
Can you do me a favor though?"
"Sure, anything you want."
"Can you sit out here and watch TV for a while? I'd like some time by
myself to look through what I'm going to be wearing the next couple of
weeks, take my makeup off, and get ready for bed."
"Of course, perfectly understandable," He responded, reaching for the
remote. "Just give me a shout if you need me. Unless it's for anything,
you know, down there," he added, glancing at where my dress pressed
lightly against the flatness between the tops of my thighs. "You're on
your own with that, I'm afraid."
"Trust me, that's perfectly fine by me."
I closed the bedroom door behind me and stepped up to the closet doors as
the sounds of late-night TV emanated from the living room next door. The
doors were floor to ceiling mirror, and I once again took the opportunity
to admire my new form, twirling and posing, just as amazed now at the way
I looked and moved as I had been at the end of my transformation.
I reached back and pulled down the long zipper on the back of my dress,
discovering the additional length of the nails actually helped me grasp
the tiny zipper a little easier than I'd imagined. As I stepped out of
it, I opened one side of the closet, again admiring my smooth, hairless,
lingerie clad body as I reached for a spare hanger. While the breasts
that Kimi had affixed to me were obviously spectacular, the rest of it
was all me, and I was a little shocked at how feminine my legs, butt and
stomach appeared. It couldn't all be down to the underwear and the
shoes.
I began leafing through the closet, finding several pretty summer
dresses, as well as a few that would be more for evening wear. In
amongst some summery skirts and tops, I spotted a denim mini-skirt and
some rather short shorts, as well as one pair of jeans that looked like
they'd cling tight to my skin, should I even manage to get them on.
Nothing, besides the jeans, that would appear to fall any lower than my
knees. On the floor of the closet were several pairs of shoes of
different styles and colors, nothing with a shorter heel than I was
currently wearing and some even taller. Not even a single pair of
running shoes sitting amongst them. Apparently the real Alexis, and by
default I, was quite a girly-girl.
The drawer containing what was to be my underwear contained, as Nick had
said, a pair of patterned pink flannel pajamas, along with a couple of
silky nightdresses. Next to them were a couple of pairs of tights, near-
opaque, which I realized could be worn under a dress or skirt should
there be a colder day or two. Bras and thongs filled the other side of
the drawer, all matching sets and far more than was necessary for a two
week vacation, but then what girl didn't pack more than they needed "just
in case"?
Tucked into the corner was something that looked a little different from
the rest of the bras in the drawer. I pulled it out and held it up to
get a closer look, and felt that odd, sexy shiver tingle through my body
at the sight of it. Held in my hands was a corset or some similar item
(I wasn't exactly up to speed on all the different terms). The main body
and bra cups were made of a soft, silky deep burgundy satin, with black
lace trim all around the edges including a couple of inches of frilly
lace skirting at the bottom. Two suspender straps hung from each side
and I could feel some boning under the satin which I knew was designed to
push a girl's body into an hourglass shape. Where the bra cups met and
at the top of each garter was a cute, black bow.
I looked back into the drawer where it had been tucked away and saw a
matching satin panty, along with some silky-feeling sheer stockings. I
just knew that at some point in the next two weeks, I was going to have
to make an excuse to be in the room by myself so I could try all of this
on. All in the name of science of course, trying to rationalize the
excitement I felt at the mere sight of this incredibly sexy piece of
clothing.
Sighing to myself, I replaced the corset, took out the flannel pajamas,
kicked off my shoes, and moved to the bathroom. Nick had already put the
various shampoos, conditioners, lotions and other paraphernalia from
Alexis' washbag where it belonged in the bathroom, but had left the
contents of her makeup bag alone. Leaving it to one side for now, I
pulled down the toilet seat (I'd have to have a word with Nick about
that), pulled my panties down and relieved myself, trying not to think
about how natural sitting down to do so had already become.
Once done, I began to inspect the contents of the makeup bag, finding
everything Kimi had led me to expect to find along with a couple of
scrunchies for my hair. Tying it back, I grabbed the small bottle of
facial cleanser and began going through the steps Kimi had described to
remove my makeup, drying my face and letting my hair back down when I was
done.
While it was less dramatic, removing the makeup hadn't done anything to
make my face appear any less feminine. Instead I just looked fresh-faced
and young. I'd never examined my face so intently before, but I was
beginning to see why Nick had suspected I'd be able to pass so easily as
a girl.
Reaching behind me, I unclipped the bra, struggling a little at first
until I realized I just had to apply the same motion in reverse that I'd
used to take them off my girlfriends in the past. While it was somewhat
of a relief to no longer have the constricting band wrapped around my
chest, the lack of support for my boobs was noticeable, and I knew going
braless for any length of time during the day just wasn't going to be an
option.
I pulled the pajama pants up over my panties, and though it buttoned in
front, put the top on as if it was a t-shirt, pulling it down where it
had bunched up at the top of my breasts. Reaching back once more, I
swept my hair out from the collar of the pajama top and let it settle
again on my shoulders, teasing a few stray strands back into place.
I went back out to the living room, and Nick turned to face me, muting
the television.
"Your turn for the bathroom," I told him.
"Oh my god, Alexis, this is really you without makeup?" he said, trying
to pull his jaw up from the floor.
"Apparently. Apparently I've never looked in a mirror before either.
God, it must have been obvious to everyone but me that my face was so
girlish."
"No, I mean, obviously once I started thinking about it earlier today, I
could kind of see it, but... not like this. You're beautiful."
"Thanks, I guess. I mean, I appreciate the compliment, but now I know
all this about myself, I'm not sure how things can ever properly return
back to normal, you know."
"It'll be fine. One of these days, we'll be able to look back at all
this and laugh."
"If you say so. I'll see you in bed, I guess," I sighed, turning back
toward the bedroom.
Once Nick had finished in the bathroom, he stripped down to his boxers
and climbed into bed beside me. "Alexis, are you ok with all of this?
You seem... a little up and down. Look, if you have anything on your
mind, you know you can talk to me about it. I may not be able to fully
understand what you're going through, but we're best friends, you know?
You can trust me."
"Thanks Nick, I appreciate that. It's just all a little strange you
know. Everything's different, but not in a bad way. Just different. I
guess it'll just take me a little while to get my head around everything
that I'm feeling, but like you said, I'll be fine."
"Sure?"
"Yes," I replied, though not completely. "Well, goodnight, I guess. See
you in the morning."
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