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New Girl in the Band Final Chapter
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I was totally humiliated. Cherie and Joan had taken me to this pink
girlie lingerie store that sold various sex items. In no time the store
owner Jennifer, had me standing naked in one of the small private rooms
in the back. My loving sister was busy with Jennifer looking though
dozens of corsets for me. Jennifer had already taken my measurements. I
couldn't believe it. My cheeks were burning red. The more frilly and
feminine the better my sister said. Finally Cherie chose a corset for me.
She walked toward me holding out a bright pink corset. She had a huge
smile on her face as she said, "This is for you sweetie. It is perfect
for a sissy like you."
I frowned. It look so girlie. How could I wear THAT? It was so
humiliating but I knew it would be on me sooner or later. It was a hot
pink corset with a big embroider frilly heart in the center. What was
even more humiliating than the embroider heart was the two large cups on
the chest. The cups gave ample room for the breasts and it did dip down
to give a good cleavage view.
She said, "I know it is very pretty. No real boy would ever wear
something like that but luckily you are not a real boy." Then she gave me
a creepy smile and asked, "Jennifer, help me put the pretty corset on my
little brother please."
Jennifer smiled back at my sister showing that she was all too happy to
help. "Of course, Cherie. Helping you put a lacy corset on your sissy
brother sounds like a lot of fun."
They started to put the humiliating corset on me when Jennifer suddenly
stopped. She Interrupted Cherie. "Hey, Cherie, stop for a second."
Cherie frowned. "Why?" she said forcefully and upset.
"Well," Jennifer said warily suddenly unsure of the wisdom of
interrupting Cherie while she was dressing me like a girl. "I thought you
wanted me to put some breasts on your brother too. Isn't that what you
said on the phone?"
Cherie smiled in joy. "Oh, Yes indeed. Thanks for reminding me, I almost
forgot about that."
Oh great they were making me have breasts, I thought sadly.
Jennifer asked, happy to be a part of this, "How big do you want his
breasts to be?" I shuddered every time they mentioned me having breasts.
"Since I am paying for it, I get to decide," Cherie answered looking at
me. "I want her to have really big breasts like a slut. What are the
biggest breasts you have."
Jennifer laughed and said, "I have all shapes and sizes of breast forms,
so I can get you any kind you want. There are tiny double As on up to
triple Ds. But triple D would not be good for a boy as small as your
brother. They would look wrong and I doubt his tiny frame could handle
the weight of triple D breasts. But I think regular D cups would look
good on him. He could handle those fine. And luckily I got a special
order of them just in this morning. A woman just ordered them and
recently canceled so she wont be getting them. David Aren't you lucky."
All I could do is stare almost mute in horror at them.
As can be expected my wonderful sister interpreted that as consent.
"Now these are really expensive, Cherie. They are top of the line
breasts. But I would say they are worth it. Just as good as silicone
implants and a lot more safe. They feel just like the real things and
even have electronic attachments that attach to the persons chest and
nerve endings to transmit touch, feeling, and sexual arousal. They feels
exactly like human breast tissue. But, Cherie they are around four
thousand dollars for each breast. Do you really want this."
It was nothing for her. "Of course Jennifer. I can afford it. Tell me how
much and I will write you a check now."
Well of course she can afford them. Her, being Cherie the lead singer of
one of the most popular bands in the United States and just finished a
tour in Japan. Eight thousand dollars was nothing for her. She had
millions. And she already had her check book out.
Jennifer suddenly looked warily at my sister. The previous joy she had at
dressing up a boy was gone. She had a dead serious look now. "Um Cherie.
I am not sure you understand here. This is experience and pretty serious.
These breasts are almost the real thing. They can only be removed by a
surgeon. And he had to be sedated to attach them. You better be sure
about this. I can do it. But you better be sure."
I was scared. But my nice sister said, "Oh I am sure Jennifer. Positive."
"Oh My God, Cherie. This is serious. You want more than just the clothes
and dressing don't you. You really want him to BE a girl. This is really
serious if that is true."
"Oh Yes Indeed. He had to be as much of a girl as possible for the next
year or two. He has to be able to pass inspection too. If he is revealed
then its all over. Can you do this?"
"Of course Cherie. You know that I was trained as a nurse. Attaching them
is easy. And if that's what you want I can do far more than that if you
know what I mean."
Cherie gave her a foggy look and Jennifer said, "Well. I have these
hormone pills you can give him. The pills have a new incredibly potent
estrogen and will work wonders on his body in little more than a few
weeks. But the changes will be real physical changes that will be hard to
reverse when the time comes. Some of the changes will be permanent. I can
get you them, if you are serious."
"Tell me about the changes, Jennifer," My sister asked inquisitively.
"Well. They are a new incredibly fast acting hormone medication. Very
quick. You will typically see what would take a average transsexuals
changes eight months now would be two weeks with this medication. His
hips will flair out like a woman's. More breast development, his skin
will be soft and smooth like a woman's. He will have a woman's natural
form. But it wont be able to be changed back not without a lot of
testosterone medication. Is this what you want, Cherie. I can do all of
that for you if that is what you want."
"Yes," my sister said.
I suddenly shouted, "No sister, Oh my god you cant be serious."
She answered, "You agreed to this so be quiet."
"I agreed for a year nothing more and these changed cant be reversed," I
pleaded. "You heard Jennifer. You are discussing changing my body. This
is going further than just clothes and acting. No I don't agree to
actually changing my body."
She looked at me and said, "It doesn't matter David what you agreed to
anymore. I have our mothers signature and consent forms. She agrees for
you to it so that's all that matters. You are a minor so she makes the
choices for you. Jennifer has been given full authority to do what she
thinks is best to make you female. "
Obviously what I wanted was irrelevant now. This was going to happen and
there was nothing I could do.
She looked at Jennifer and said, "Do it."
She smiled at me again and said, "Sorry David. You will have to be
sedated now." She pulled out a syringe from her desk and approached me. I
felt a sharp pinch in my arm as the needle stuck in me and I went out. "
I don't know how long that I was out for. I just know I was very sore and
my mind was very foggy when I finally regained consciousness over the
next hour. I couldn't move and I couldn't see very well either. It was a
helpless feeling laying on some uncomfortable gurney strapped down. I
didn't have any clothes on, but I didn't hurt either. I heard voices but
I couldn't focus enough to tell who was speaking.
Over the next hour I slowly regained feeling and I could focus enough to
hear specific words and understand, and notice who was talking. But, I
wish that I didn't wake at that time.
I awoke to a very uncomfortable feeling of something pinching or
squeezing me. Slowly I was able to focus where the uncomfortable pinching
was coming from. It was strange because it wasn't a part of me that I was
used to at all. It was pinching on my chest, or a part of my chest. I
felt something warm, like fingers pinching or squeezing the soft flesh
one of my breasts! I didn't have them before I went to sleep.
I looked up with my foggy eyes and saw a boy leaning over me, his hand
was kneeing and feeling my breast. I noticed he was a boy that my sister
hung out with. He was roughly a few years older than I was. I was
helpless, couldn't move my arms or legs yet and I saw him feeling me up!
I heard my sister say, "Hey Craig quit that you perv. You will have a lot
of time for that later when she is fully awake. Now go away and let us
handle this. You'll will just make things worse for all of us.
I watched him walk away. Thankfully that was over but I was still cold,
laying on a cold gurney in this cold room. I didn't have anything on and
I don't know how long I was out of it. It was not a pleasant feeling. But
At least I wasn't in any pain. I saw my smirking sister lean over and
look at me. She had a wide arrogant smirk on her face. "Feeling different
huh. I feel kind of jealous now, Your breasts are bigger than mine, my
boyfriend seems more attracted to you now. I will have to watch him
carefully."
Oh great, I thought. I looked fearfully at my sister
"Oh don't worry about Craig. I wont let him hurt you. Your job is still
to be a part of our all girl band. There will be some favors you have to
do for our agent in Lita's place. But for now, lets get you unstraped,
dressed and then we will get to work.
My sister undid the thick leather straps securing me to the bed and I was
allowed to stand up. I have to admit, this was a totally different
feeling. My chest carried an extra three to five pounds or more. The
weight distrubution of my body had totally changed. This was something I
would have to get used to.
I moved over to look at myself in the mirror. And I actually looked like
a girl now. Something was done to my hair. It had totally changed and was
now blonde, it hung lower than before. Its texture was totally changed.
it felt much softer, like woman's hair. I looked at my prominent breasts
lewdly jutting out from my chest. My hands moved over the swell, down
across the nipple. They felt soft and warm. I felt them become erect as
my fingers trailed down around the nipples. I felt shivers of arousal.
I looked in shock at my sister. "Cherie these are real. I felt feel my
hands and the boobs are warm. The nipples become hard and I can feel
tingles as I message them. How can this be?"
It was Jennifer that spoke up, "David. Its hard to explain. These are the
most advanced breast forms anyone can buy. But they are worth It don't
you think?
"Uh huh," I said glumly
"Yes. They are wonderful and make you look very sexy. Now thank your
sister for spending so much and giving you those."
I looked at my sister and reluctantly said, "Thanks sis"
She said cheerfully, " no problem little brother. "
Jennifer said, "Now before you leave, I forgot to tell you that those
breasts david has now are very special. There will be no need for any
hormone therapy. They are filled with female estrogen and pretty soon
will be flooding his body with it. His body will transform within weeks.
You will have a very pretty feminine brother soon, Cherie. Take care of
her."
I was given over several weeks to rest from the operation. My sister
Cherie gave me some lyrics to memorize during that time. Some of them
were quite humiliating for a boy to do and I was supposed to be the lead
vocalist for some of the more girlie songs. Some of the most humiliating
was this new song they wrote named "Cherry Bomb". I was going to have to
talk with my sister about me singing that song.
There were several other songs about wanting to be with boys or others
about being a pretty girl wanting boys. It was like my sister was trying
to humiliate me with those. That was probably the point of making me the
lead vocalist. But wasn't Cherie the lead vocalist? It was going to be
very rough.
The weeks went slowly because my body feminized extensively during those
weeks, my breast implants also grew even larger during those weeks that I
rested.
It was scary because I thought the point in feminizing me was to make me
appear as Lita, but she wasn't a voluptuous double D. How could I pose as
her now?
My hips also flared out and after the two weeks I could totally pose as a
girl unless someone looked inside my panties. That area was still the
same, but a lot smaller. It was totally nonfunctional at the end of the
two week period.
Cherry was at my bedside telling me about how they made "Cherry Bomb"
when I got up the courage to ask her how I could possibly pose
convincingly as Lita now.
She laughed and told me, "We had a falling out and she said she was
leaving. She still cares for the band and gave me permission to replace
her with a look-alike for a year. We will give the story that she got a
breast enlargement."
What the fuck? She was leaving, but didn't she have any other plans
beyond the Little Runaways? If she did she was like screwing herself
letting me do this.'
"So, what do I get for being Lita?"
"Any royalties that I made are legally Lila's."
That pissed me off but what could I do? Nothing really. I was stuck for
the year. It was difficult, but I had adjusted to the new body by the end
of the two week period. My weight was redistributed and I had a lot of
new weight in my chest area. That required me to adjust the way I moved.
My hips were also a lot larger so that affected the way I walked.
My sister told me it was time to go home. She laid me out some clothes to
put on. I gave her a stunned look. They looked like streetwalker clothes.
Fishnet stockings and a very tight leather miniskirt and a pink tank top.
But it was clear from her serious look she gave me that she expected me
to wear that outside. She left and shut the door and I proceeded to
dress. It wasn't very hard for me to do it since I had dressed like a
girl before.
But I never did it in public. I realized that I was very exposed when I
finished. There was no bra and my tank top plunged down showing a lot of
cleavage. With my double D cups there was a lot of cleavage. And my
nipples poked out.
I walked outside and my sister was there with the bands manager Jeff and
Sandy. They began to laugh at my whorish outfit. I wined at my sister,
"Oh come on Cherie. Cant I at least have a bra on so my nipples don't
poke out?"
She laughed at me and said, "NO way SIS! A hot girl like you should love
showing off her nipples. That's a good look for you."
I frowned knowing there was no way out of this.
She said, "Good now that's settled lets leave this place. " She made me
walk in front as we left. I could feel all the men's eyes on my big chest
and on my hips as I left the place. My hips swayed side to side like a
woman's. It felt natural now that my hips had changed. But It was also
very humiliating and I couldn't stop.
We got in her car with the other girls. I sat beside Jeff as the car took
off. I could feel his eyes on me and it made me uncomfortable. My sister
saw and it made her giggle and then she said, "Get used to that. You will
have to get close to him just like Lita did. That's one of the reasons
she left. Oh and get a lot of rest tonight because we will have practice
tomorrow morning at 8:AM sharp. So Learn your lines well."
We dropped Sandy at her place and went home that night. I got to spend
the first night in two weeks in my own bed. It was great. I was studying
my lines in the new songs that I would have to sing. There was one song
that I suspect my sister made with me specifically in mind. It was titled
the woman in me. I wasn't sure if I could pull off those humiliating
lyrics but some how I had to.
I memorized the lines and was ready for bed. I had slipped into a soft
pink nighty my sister bought for me and I was lying in my bed slowly
drifting off to sleep.
I had remembered what my sister said about the time so I was dressed and
ready by the time she came to wake me up. Cherie smiled approvingly at me
saying, "Good, little sister. I see you have wore that new outfit I
brought you. Why do you look so down today?"
That snide statement got me upset. I said in anger, "Oh, why would I be
down? Maybe being changed into this when I didn't consent? Or could it be
having years taken from me and forced to do this in public the risk of
public humiliation that I may never be able to live down?"
She shrugged and said, "Don't worry, little sister. I wont let anyone
find out you are really a boy. How could they possibly figure it out now.
Look at yourself, you are stunning. The boys will fall in love with you.
Is that how you plan to go to the studio?"
I nodded and she shook her head, "No Lita. Go to the bathroom and shave
your legs again. Your legs need to be smooth and feminine. Go now and I
will inspect you when you return."
I went to the bathroom and took of my nylons. I got my new bright pink
razor. I shaved my legs down until they were silky smooth. I put my
pretty nylons back on and slipped my pink stilettos' on. Then I walked
out for my sisters inspection. That was humiliating. She pulled my silky
nylons down and inspected my legs. Running her hands down my calves and
thighs. She nodded in approval and pulled my skirt up. She said that I
needed to shave there too. She said I had to have a runaway strip shave
tonight. But we had to go. I followed her to the car. And we went to the
studio to practice. That was another humiliating experience.
The other girls there were pretty nice to me. Except for Cherie, but I
suspected the other girls were getting mad at her for how she was
treating me. Sandy seemed to like me. She came up to me when I walked in
with my sister. She said, everything will be okay." Then she hugged me.
Jacky came up to me also and smiled. She said, "I'll help you too." She
took my hand and lead me to my place. Joan smiled at me. She came up and
kissed me, then she said that she'd help me, too.
It seemed that no one really liked Cherie. Joan asked me if I knew the
songs yet and I said, "Yes I think I do. DO I really have to be the lead
signer for those songs?"
Joan said, "Yes. I know it will be very difficult for you to sing those
girlish songs, but I heard you sing some of them before and you really do
sound like a girl when you sing. I know you can do this, David. We really
need you."
"I understand, Joan," I told her. "I will do my best. I think I know the
songs."
I looked at her with a warm smile. I was really the only one that looked
like a girlie girl. Joan had her typical black leather outfit that she
was known for. Her jet black hair and tight leather pants and top. It all
looked very alluring on her tough biker took. Sandy and Jacky had on
orange jumpsuits that they liked to wear. They wore those for their tour
last year. I was wishing that I could wear something more boyish, but
there was no way.
Cherie said, "OK girls. Lets start with Cherry Bomb. Did you memorize
that one, Lita?"
I groaned dreading signing that one in front of them all. I said, "Yes,
of course, but cant someone else do lead for this one."
She said sharply, "No you have the voice for it. So lets start."
I groaned inward as Jacky clicked her drumsticks several times getting
the beat ready. Joan started the beat on her guitar. Jacky followed her
with the drums. They had the beat started and we waited till it was our
time.
It was my time and I had to start singing the lines a boy should never
have to sing.
Can't stay at home, can't stay at school
Old folks say, ya poor little fool
Down the street I'm the girl next door
I'm the fox you've been waiting for
Those were my first few lines I sung. The beat continued, but I was too
embarrassed to continue. They stopped and looked at me as I just stood
there mute and my cheeks bright red from shame.
Cherie came toward me with her face red about to yell at me when Joan
shouted, "Cherie NO! Don't you do anything to him. Let me handle it." She
said it with such force that Cherie didn't dare counter. She looked ready
to fight if Cherie tried to do anything.
Joan approached me and said gently, "The next few lines aren't as
embarrassing as that. I know you are strong enough to do this, David."
She held me as she tried to inspire me to do this.
I said with my voice stuttering, "I, I'm not sure, Joan. IN the next
course I will have to say how I am a wild girl." My face got even
brighter.
She laughed and said, "Yeah. I cant imagine how rough this is for a boy,
but I know you can do this. Please, for me?" Then she gave me a really
hot kiss right on my mouth.
If I could had got hard I'm sure I would have from that kiss. I nodded,
now aroused, "Okay Joan. I can do this." My face still flushed with
embarrassment.
Cherie shouted lets go again. Jacky clicks her drumsticks again for the
beat.
Click
Click
Click and Joan started the cords with her guitar. The beat went on for
several times and I started singing my lines. Even though some of the
lines were really embarrassing for a boy to sing, I made it though. I
said how I was the fox they were waiting for without stopping.
I made it to the end and we were all singing the end. It felt pretty
good. Even Cherie said, "That was really good, David. I think you will be
ready for the tour sooner than we thought. Now, Lets try Queen of the
Noise. I cant wait to hear you sing that one." She giggled.
Joan gave her that fearsome look like she wanted to knock Cherie into the
wall again. The other girls looked like that wouldn't care if Joan did. I
began to think we might not make it though the tour. The band seemed like
it was about to break up.
I remembered the lines for that song and Jacky clicked her drumsticks
again. Joan started on her guitar and it went off without a hitch. We
practiced all night and I gradually got better. I was worn out by
nighttime, but I did get over my embarrassment from singing those lines.
I began to feel like a hot girl singing about being a hot girl. How weird
is that?
I was lying in my bed that night when Joan came in. I smiled weakly at
her. I was really worn out when she said, "Hey, Lita. Do you want to go
practice?"
I answered stunned, "What?"
She sat down beside me and said, "Lets be honest here. This is really
stupid. The real Lita left and she was the lead guitar. You replaced her
and you cant do that. But you can sing great. Lita was stupid to leave us
like that. But choosing for you to replace her was even more stupid. This
band will fall apart. that's the truth of it.
The girls are ready to rip each others heads off. I think this will be
the last tour. I don't know if they will survive alone, but I'm making
plans on forming my own band. I can strike out alone and probably make it
really big. I want to try out a few new songs I have made. Do you want to
help me? And I will teach you the guitar, too."
Even though I was really worn I nodded, "Yeah. Let's go Joan."
I dressed and as we were leaving Joan said, "I heard this new song on TV
from the ARROWS. Its titled I Love Rock and Roll. I bet I can get
permission to do it and really make it kick. Lets try it. "
I smiled.
Epilogue
I made it though the final world tour with the Runaways. I made a lot of
money and after a rough legal battle for the royalties, I won. Judge said
the real Lita forfeited her right by signing me to take her place. I
moved on to make my own band and during the 80s I made it big time.
Joan made it big too. She became one of the biggest names in girl rock
after the Runaways. She remained big even into the 90s.
I made millions and made it into the Big time. Cherie got into drugs it
the 80s and had it really rough. I made sure she paid for what she did to
me. She ended up spending every cent she made on her legal battles with
me.
I sued her big and her and her mother had to spend every cent they had
defending themselves. The settlement bankrupted them. But I had to sign a
stipulation that it was all never to become public. After All, I am very
Happy.
The End
Afterthought and Authors Notes.
The Runaways, are or were an actual band in the late 70s.
Cherry Bomb and Queen of the noise was a few of their actual songs that
made it big time. I hope I am not breeching any legalities by mentioning
them in my story.
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