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I always thought that the concept of the 'bridezilla' was just a myth.
Something made up by the reality shows to dramatize weddings. How wrong
I was. I will tell my story as I await Carrie's wedding. I just put on
my pink bridesmaid dress and we have about three hours until the
ceremony...
It all started when my older sister, Nicole, introduced me to Carrie. We
were high both school sophomores. Carrie was the most popular girl in
school. She was head cheerleader, dating the captain of the football
team, and rumored to have slept with a teacher to get a good grade. I
don't blame the teacher, since Carrie had the body of college senior with
long waist length blonde cascading hair. She always had glistening lip
gloss, smoky eye shadow, and the perfect slutty outfit?usually from
stores like Victoria's Secret and Forever 21. Guys worshipped her.
I was the male opposite of Carrie. Maybe that is why we became best
friends. I was not very popular?the kind of guy who was always the last
pick when picking teams. I was more interested in fashion than football.
Keep in mind; this was 10 years ago, when effeminate guys like me were
not the norm. Before heterosexuals were cool. Carrie liked that I knew
about girly things. She encouraged my feminine side often treating me
like one of the girls.
My mother was the reason for my femininity. She always pushed me towards
being a second daughter; ever since my father ran off with his secretary
when I was in the 4th grade. Maybe she knew this was the last thing my
father would have wanted. He was a real man's man. I remember him
taking me to a football game when I was about seven. He wanted me to be
a tough guy. That just wasn't me---I guess.
The only thing I know about football is that touchdown counts as three
points. Doesn't it? Well, mother pushed me to enjoy fashion shows,
dancing, and shopping. She also taught me to cook and sew. Plus, I was
the housekeeper for mother and Nicole. They expected their laundry done,
their beds made, and the house kept clean. I acted like I didn't like
being their servant, but secretly I loved being totally submissive. The
more humiliating my tasks became?the more I fantasized about it when I
masturbated.
I actually enjoyed doing the housekeeping. Mother would let me wear a
pretty apron?and Nicole really appreciated having a 'maid.' But there
were times that Nicole would be upset with me. One time, I neglected to
iron one of her favorite tops. As a punishment, she made me wear high
heels around the house for an entire week. Mother thought it was
hilarious the way Nicole bossed me around.
Mother dated a lot back then. She was looking to meet someone and get
re-married. At age 35, she was a knockout. She owned a tanning salon,
so she was always perfectly tanned. Mother had the prerequisite fake
boobs, long nails, and thick blonde hair. Guys were attracted to her,
but she was having trouble finding Mr. Right. At that age, most of the
men are already married or have too much baggage.
I used to help her get ready for her dates. I would choose her lingerie
and just the right outfit. I would do her hair and makeup. Sometimes,
we took two hours to get ready. But I enjoyed making mother beautiful.
When mother was out on dates, Carrie would come over and hang out with
Nicole and I. It was cool being friends with Carrie because all the boys
were jealous. However, Carrie thought of me as a 'girlfriend' rather
than a potential boyfriend. This was OK with me. I just liked being
friends with her.
On weekends, Carrie and I would head for the mall. We would go to the
MAC store and try on makeup?then head to the food court to pig out.
Carrie liked to wear slutty outfits?mostly short-shorts and halter tops.
We looked for bargains?but sometimes ended up at high end stores like
Nordstrom's trying on shoes. If we saw cute guys, Carrie would point
them out. It made me uncomfortable because I was still confused about my
sexuality. Carrie just assumed I was gay. She liked having a gay BFF.
I dressed sort of in a girly/androgynous look back then. I had my hair
cut very short?almost a crew cut. I would wear shorts from Forever 21,
and tops from the Gap. Carrie encouraged me to carry a purse?which I
stocked with eye liner, lip liner, and other cosmetics (mostly for her).
We looked like two girls out shopping, but if you looked closely at
me?you could tell I was a guy.
That year, for Halloween, Carrie, Nicole and I had the greatest costume
idea. We decided to go as 'Three Britneys.' We worshipped Britney back
then. My outfit was to be the 'Britney Schoolgirl.' I wore a little
plaid skirt, thigh highs, and a cute white halter. Carrie did my
makeup?and I looked like I just walked off the set of the 'Hit me one
more Time' video. With my blonde wig, I could have passed for Britney.
Carrie went as 'Innocent Britney' with her look coming from the
'Sometimes' video. And Nicole went as 'Slutty Britney' with her outfit
coming from the 'Oops I did it again' video. She wore a red lycra body
stocking.
Not surprisingly, we were the biggest hit of Halloween. We won the
annual Halloween contest with a prize of $500. The 'Three Britneys'
rocked around from party to party. Carrie and Nicole met cute guys. As
usual, I went home alone?but one thing changed. From then on, I was no
longer Bill. Everybody started to call me Brit; even my mother.
And before we went home, the three of us got matching Britney 'tramp
stamp' tattoos. Like most teenagers, I regret it to this day...
Soon after Halloween, mother called me upstairs?"Brit, come up here and
help me get ready! I have another date with Brad."
Brad was her first serious boyfriend. He was 35, divorced, with no kids.
Brad worked in construction. Mother met Brad at the tanning salon when
he came in to buy lotion. Brad's body is perfect?not too muscular?but
with a perfect six pack.
Mother said, "I need to look perfect tonight. Brad is taking me to a
fancy restaurant." So, I made sure her makeup was flawless. We chose a
silk, leopard print dress. I encouraged her to wear her new 6" fake
Jimmy Choo stilettos. She asked me what color nail polish I thought Brad
would like. She picked up the phone and called him. She said, 'Brit is
doing my toe nails, I am curious what color you would like?"
It was totally embarrassing. I couldn't believe that mother would tell
anyone that I helped her get ready for dates. Mother giggled, "Brad
knows all about you. He knows you are a sissy!"
Mother stayed over at Brad's that night. Their relationship was starting
to get serious. Mother came home the next day and I prepared her
breakfast and coffee. She looked spent. We hugged and mother said that
'this could finally be the one.' She told me to hand wash her stockings
and dress?making sure to be careful because the fabrics were very
delicate.
Mother said, "Honey, I need to know if you are free this Saturday. I
promised Brad that you would come over and tidy up his place. You know
how men are. He had clothes all over the place and dishes in the sink.
He even offered to pay?but I told him that was out of the question."
She went on, "You can wear leggings and that new t-shirt I bought you. I
suggest you wear an apron. Brad will be over at 9:00 a.m. to pick you
up. You can stay until you are finished."
I complained to Carrie about mother making me be Brad's maid. She said,
"There are worse things than being the maid to a hot guy like Brad.
Maybe he will take off his shirt for you." I blushed.
Carrie said, "Mother is getting you ready for if she and Brad get
married. You will be his maid then!"
Sure enough, on Saturday morning, Brad arrived at 9:00 to pick me up. He
drove a white Ford pickup. I jumped in and off we went.
Brad's apartment was a total mess. I knew it would take all day. Brad
had to work, so he left me there alone.
I put on my apron and began in the living room. I dusted and vacuumed.
In the bedroom, I picked up after Brad and found some panties under the
bed. Sure enough, they belonged to mother. I hand washed the panties.
In the kitchen, I did all of the dishes by hand because the dishwasher
didn't seem to work. I cleaned the place spotless. When Brad arrived
home, I showed him around. He was impressed with my work.
Brad said, "Your mother taught you well. She said you would be a great
maid and she was right." Then, Brad said, "Get down on your knees and
service my cock. You know that is what you want."
Without hesitation, I got down on my knees and gave Brad a blowjob. It
was my first time, but I must have done well because he came in about 5
minutes. I didn't know what to do with his load so I just swallowed
every drop. I felt ashamed, humiliated, and submissive. How would I be
able to look mother in the eye?
I brought him a cold beer in the living room. It felt natural serving
him. Brad was soon asleep on the couch. Later, mother came to pick me
up. She told me to say goodbye to my 'master' which seemed a little odd.
But I guess Brad was my master. I felt like telling her about what
happened?but maybe she sort of knew...
During the summer, when there was no school, I would serve Brad three
days a week. I looked forward to my time with him. In some ways, I was
jealous of mother because she got to sleep with Brad. I dreamed of being
his 'girlfriend.' One time, after a date with mother, Brad had me come
over and suck him off. He said that mother got him horny but he needed
me to finish the job.
But as usual, mother broke up with Brad. She just couldn't keep a man.
I wanted to remain as his housekeeper but mother thought that was out of
the question. I never saw Brad again.
At the end of the summer, Carrie went off to university. I did not see
her again for 5 years...
Then, at age 22, I ran into Carrie at the mall. She looked marvelous?as
usual. Her hair was in a tight pony tail. She had on a tan Armani
business suit with 6" heels. But she was crying...
I said, "Carrie! It's me! Brit!" In between sobs, she said, "Brit! It
has been way too long."
You never know what causes best friends to go their separate ways. It
happens. In this case, I was elated to see Carrie again.
"I am so happy that you are getting married! Why are you crying?" I
asked.
Carrie said, "The wedding is five months away and I am totally
overwhelmed. My Maid of Honor just bailed on me. My housekeeper quit
too. It is probably because I have become such a bridezilla."
"My fianc? is going to kill me. He says I need a personal assistant to
take care of the little things. I just cannot find anybody..."
Without hesitation, I said, "Carrie, I could be your assistant. I am
working part-time but I can quit my job. I still live at home."
Carrie said, "You will have to move in with me and Eric. But you will
need to make some changes. Eric wouldn't be comfortable with me having a
guy around. So, I expect you to wear dresses and heels. Hopefully, you
will become one of my bridesmaids. You know you have always wanted to be
a girl; this is your chance."
"And remember when you gave blowjobs to your mother's boyfriend? I will
expect you to do the same for Eric until we get married. I hate giving
head?so you will service him whenever I ask. Is that understood?"
She added, "We are no longer friends. You are my employee. I expect
total obedience."
Maybe there is such a thing as a bridezilla afterall?
I went home from the mall with my head spinning. While I longed to be
with Carrie, I realized that her goal was to totally feminize me. While
I liked dressing up occasionally; I wasn't sure that I wanted to live
full-time as a woman. And the thought of servicing Eric was maybe too
much. I decided to consult with Nicole and mother.
Nicole said, "This is a great opportunity for you. Working for Carrie
will be a great experience. I know she is a total bridezilla, but you
can deal with it."
Mother added, "I knew the whole time you were working for Brad that you
were blowing him. Maybe you are better equipped to be a woman."
Well, my decision was made up. I was to move in with Carrie and Eric on
Monday. Mother said I should enjoy wearing pants for the last time this
weekend.
Carrie stopped by to give me instructions for Monday. She gave me an
outfit to wear consisting of a tight leather skirt, a cami top, and 5"
pumps. For lingerie, she gave me La Perla panties and bra. I was not
allowed to bring anything with me. Carrie said that Jose, the gardener,
was going to pick me up at 9:00 a.m. Monday morning. I was to thank him
by giving him a blowjob.
Carrie told me not to wear any makeup because she was taking me to the
salon for permanent makeup. There was no turning back...
Eric was out of town for the week, so I had a few days to get ready for
his arrival. Carrie wanted me as feminine as possible by the time he got
back home.
She decided that I needed breast augmentation surgery. Carrie said, "In
order to fit into your bridesmaid dress, you will need boobs. I am
thinking of a full C cup. We will see what Dr. Chandler decides you can
handle. Brit, you will like having boobs. I know you will thank me."
I really had no choice in the matter. Carrie made all decisions for me.
Even though the wedding was months away, Carrie spent most days doing
wedding related tasks. She would go over seating arrangements, check
with vendors, and see to every detail. My job was to act as her
assistant/secretary as we ran errands. She would dress me
accordingly?with my hair in a tight bun. I looked like a typical
secretary but with designer clothes and crazy skyscraper heels. I would
make sure my makeup was perfect?and I often primped my lip gloss every 15
minutes.
Eric liked having me around, because I could keep his 'bridezilla' in
check. Rather than abuse everyone around her, most of Carrie's anger is
pointed at me. One time, I complained that it was hard to type with long
nails. As punishment, Carrie made me get two-inch long acrylic nails.
They are impossible to get used to?and everyone stares at me.
Getting ready everyday is a lot of work. Most men do not realize how
hard it is to look sexy. When I wake up, I brush out my hair
(extensions) for about 30 minutes. Then, I apply my makeup. Thankfully,
I have permanent eye liner, but I still have to apply mascara and shadow.
Sometimes, Carrie makes me wear showgirl eye lashes. For my lips, I have
permanent lip liner, but I have to fill in the color. Usually, I wear a
bright pink shade from Bobbi Brown. I really like MAC clear gloss. I go
through it by the gallon. This is all hard to do with 2" nails!
Then, I decide my lingerie for the day. Mistress (Carrie) wants me to
show off my new breasts, so I wear an uplifting bra. I prefer matching
panties. I mostly wear ornate fishnet type stockings with a design
(preferably). Today, we are meeting Nicole and mother at the mall, so I
want to make sure to wear at least 6" heels.
Since mother and Nicole haven't seen me in a while, I want to dress to
impress. Mistress is letting me wear one of her expensive Versace
dresses. It is a little tight, especially on top. But I want to make
sure mother and Nicole see my new 'twins' in all their glory.
If Eric wants his usual 'breakfast blowjob,' I will have to redo my
makeup all over again when he gets through. This is what women have to
go through.
Well, at the mall, Nicole and mother were shocked by my appearance.
Mother just couldn't get over my breasts.
Mother said, "Carrie, you did a wonderful job with Brit's breasts. They
are enormous! I wish Brad was still around because he would just love to
play with those."
Carrie said, "I just wanted to make sure she fits into her bridesmaid
dress. She is having a hard time getting used to them. I am thinking of
making them even bigger!"
Nicole added, "My sister is finally wearing dresses. I am so happy for
her."
Carrie finished the conversation by saying, "At my wedding, I am hoping
that Brit can meet someone special."
Hopefully, I will not be a bridezilla...
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