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My Twin to the Rescue Ken Brown sat in first class on board the airplane. He was wearing a woman's navy blue slacks, matching navy jacket, a cream colored blouse, all over a white bra, pastel blue panties and tan hose. To complete his outfit, he wore a pair of navy slings with a three inch heel and the pearl earrings he had been given earlier that day. As the plane raced down the runway on its takeoff, Ken thought about what he was doing. Here he was dressed and looking like his twin sister, on his way to a business conference as her. She was supposed to give a talk but had talked him into replacing her since she was too shy to do it herself. In preparing for this, Ken had spent two weeks living with her learning to be her so no one would ever suspect. He had even gone shopping with her to pick out the things he would wear while on the trip. At first, the trip was to be only for four days and he had been scheduled to give the presentation on the second day. But then things got turned around. Due to a problem with the cruise line the conference was using, the trip became two weeks in length and his presentation had been rescheduled for the end of the first week. But instead of being able to return home after he gave it, he found out he would still be at sea then. There was a part of him feeling nervous about all of it. He was, after all, still a man. But with makeup and the forms his sister Kim had glued on him, he looked like a woman. In fact, there was a part of him that was starting to really enjoy the idea of being in an evening gown while on the cruise. As the two weeks past, Ken found himself feeling more and more at ease in a dress and heels. He even found his taste in things becoming more like that of a woman's. He would watch shows on T.V. and wonder what the leading lady was feeling. Or he would look at ads in the newspaper and wonder what he would look like in the featured outfit. He even started to have dreams about his getting married and pregnant on his honeymoon. What he had not known was that during the time he was with Kim, she had been giving him pills to make him more of a woman. She had told him they were vitamins but in reality, they were feminizing hormones. He had taken them because he trusted Kim. Once the plane was safely in the air and the seatbelt sign had been turned off, Ken got the laptop Kim had given him out so he could start to review what the presentation was all about. Luckily the seat next to him was empty so he could kind of spread out and use as much space as he needed. The presentation contained Kim's suggestions for a woman's place in the business world. She suggested that women be given more chances to take a leadership role. This included moving women into upper management. But she also pointed out that to help women get more opportunities; they needed to realize that they don't have to be totally in control the way the few women in management seem to think. They need to be more like a man in the way they ran business. They needed to find that balance between being a good business person and still maintain their identity as a woman. "What a great idea she has," Ken thought to himself. Satisfied with what he had seen, Ken put the laptop back in its case and back into the overhead storage. He had seen enough. Now he wanted to kind of relax. He had found an issue of "Cosmo" that Kim had left for him in the laptop case. It was in one of the pouches. Looking thru it, he read articles on hair care, makeup, and even suggestions on "how to make your man happy to be in bed with you." That last article was of the most interest to him. He was starting to feel certain "urges" inside. Urges that he could not explain but knew they were there. In fact, just before getting on the plane, as he sat in the waiting area, he saw a family there. He could tell the man and woman were married. And they had two children with them. That brought a feeling of emptiness to Ken. A part of him wanted to have what she had. He wanted to be loved, to have a family he could call his. He wanted the stereotypical life; a husband, two kids, a house, a yard for the kids to play in. As he thought about that, a little tear ran down his cheek. Getting a tissue out of his purse, he carefully dabbed it so as to not mess up his makeup. Before he knew it, the pilot came on the intercom to announce their arrival at Orlando. He requested the passengers to make sure everything was stored away and all trays were back in place. He was surprised at how quickly this part of his journey was over. But he was glad because he was experiencing some discomfort. His breasts ached and itched. He wanted so much to get out of his bra and try to get some relief. As soon as the plane taxied up to the airport and came to a stop, he stood up, got his purse from under his seat. He then got the carry-on bag and laptop from the overhead compartment. With everything in hand (or over his shoulder), he made his way out of the plane, up the loading ramp and into the airport concourse. As he walked into the concourse, he thought to himself, what do I do now? Where should I go?" The only idea was for him to make his way to the baggage claim area and then find a way to get to the hotel he was to spend the night in. He was so glad signs all over indicated the way. All he had to do was follow them. Then he could think about transportation later. Walking along, the clicking of his heels on the tiles gave him a sense of confidence. And no one gave him a second look except for a couple of men in navy uniforms. They turned to watch him as he walked by. He overheard one say "She is so hot in that outfit. Look at how her butt wiggles as she walks. I would so love to get her out of her panties and into bed with me. I bet she would be great. Ken could only blush a little at that comment. Arriving in the baggage, Ken looked for the carousal that would bring the luggage from his flight. As he stood there looking, he noticed a rather tall gentleman that was holding a white card with the name "Kimberly Brown" hand written on it. Stepping up to the man, he said in a voice just loud enough to be heard over the noise of the crowd, "I am Kimberly Brown" "Miss Brown, my name is Peter. I am to be your chauffer. Today I am to take you to the hotel and then tomorrow to the dock." Peter was about 6 feet tall and was wearing black slacks, a white shirt with a narrow black tie. He had the look of one that had played football in high school and college without being extremely big. His broad shoulders and chest filled his shirt in a way Ken (for some reason) found attractive. His face had a rugged and yet kind look. It was clean shaven so Ken could see the handsome features. He had eyes the color of the Caribbean Ocean; deep blue and piercing. They seemed to take in everything. His auburn hair was neatly trimmed, not too short and yet not so long it covered his ears. Ken extended his right hand (with the long manicured nails glinting in the light from overhead), took Peter's hand and said "so nice to meet you." "And very nice to meet you too Miss. Now if you will hand me your baggage claim tickets so I can get your luggage. Do you have many?" "I have just one large suitcase, this carry-on and my laptop." Peter started to reach for the two bags but Ken retained the laptop. "If you don't mind, I will carry this. It is so important to me I can't let it go, even to you. Then reaching into his purse, Ken produced the ticket folder that had the claim checks stapled to it. He handed everything to Peter who looked at the claim number. When his suitcase came around, Ken indicated to Peter which one it was. Peter then lifted it off and set it down on the floor and checked the claim number to confirm it was the right one. After having a security guard confirm it was the right case, Peter led Ken to the exit. "Please wait here while I get the car," Peter told Ken. "It will be cooler for you to stay in here than wait out there on the sidewalk, in the heat." Ken agreed and stood near enough to look out one of the huge windows that made up the building's front. As he waited for Peter, Ken overheard several comments. He wondered if they were about him. The comments were things like "Oh my! She is so good looking." And then there was "I wonder where she shops for her clothes. They are so stylish, business like and yet so feminine at the same time." And finally, there was "that is a woman who knows where she is going and how to get there." After just a few minutes a black limousine pulled up to the curb outside the building. Peter got out and came in to get Ken. While the limo was not excessively large, it was more than enough for Ken. In fact, it looked like it could hold four people and still have room for them to be comfortable. Ken slipped in and settled himself down on the plush seat. The carpet was thick and there was even a small refrigerator on one side. As Ken made himself comfortable, he could hear Peter loading the large suitcase and carry on into the trunk. He has offered to include the laptop but Ken had insisted on keeping that with him. Peter slammed closed the trunk and then got into the driver's seat. The powerful motor started and the car seemed to Ken to glide away from the airport. Once on the highway, a window that separated the driver from the passenger area opened. Peter called back, "You may as well relax. It will take us about 45 minutes to get to your hotel. Feel free to have anything you may want from the cooler back there. If you would like I can even find some music for you to listen to." "Thank you but I am just going to look at the sights. I have never been here before." "Are you going to come back here after that cruise? Maybe take a couple of days to see all that Orlando has to offer a tourist?" "I don't think so. My schedule seems to be pretty full right now. But who can tell what may happen?" "That's a shame. I would love to show you the sites. As a native, I know where there are things to see that most tourist never know about. If you were to stay a couple of days, what sort of things would interest you?' "I am very interested in something cultural. And I have heard a lot about places like Universal Studios as well as Disney World. Have you ever been to either one?" "Oh my yes I have. When I was younger, my parents would take the family to one or the other every year for birthdays and special things. They even had a yearlong pass so we could go anytime we wanted. I often used their pass to take dates there while in high school." "Well maybe someday I can go and see one of those places. But for now, I have to think about the reason I am here and it is not all pleasure." With that, Peter closed the window and let Ken ride in comfort and peace. Without thinking, Ken had slipped off his heels, gotten a bottle of cold water out and curled up on the seat of the car. As he sipped the water, he watched out the window and let his mind wonder. He thought about what it would be like to go to Disney World with someone like Peter. What would he wear for it? Would he wear shorts or capris? Day dreaming, Ken passed the time without truly seeing what was outside the car. Suddenly, Peter once again opened the window between them and said "we will be at the hotel in just a couple more minutes." True to his word, two minutes later the car stopped in front of the Hilton Hotel. Before Ken could even get his heels back on, Peter was out of the car, around it to open the door. He had already opened the trunk and the bellman for the hotel was unloading the luggage. Offering his hand, Peter helped Ken out of the car. There was something about the way Ken felt when Peter held his hand that made him both uncomfortable and yet strangely alive. Ken dug into his purse, found a five dollar bill and offered it to Peter. Peter just shook his head and refused it. He told Ken, "My tip is included in the bill for the ride. Besides, it was my pleasure to have such an elegant lady as a passenger. So many times I have noisy teenagers (like at prom time) or businessmen that insist on smoking back there. But you, having you as a passenger made this time completely different. This has been one of the most enjoyable assignments I have had in a long long time." Then he added, "I will see you in the morning. I am to take you to the port. Please be ready no later than 6:30. It is bit of a drive and you wouldn't want to be late." Ken replied, "That is early but I will make sure to be ready." With that, Peter got back into the car and drove off. Ken was led into the hotel, across the lobby and up to the check-in desk by the bellhop. The young woman at the desk was just hanging up the phone as Ken stepped up. The name tag she wore indicated her name was Sarah. "May I help you?" Sarah asked. "I believe you have a reservation for Kimberly Brown." "Please give me just one second here while I check the computer. Oh yes. Here it is. Kimberly Brown, a single for just one night. I hope you don't mind having a king-sized bed. It is the only thing we have open at the moment." "No, that will be just fine with me." "And I see where the room has already been paid for. So if you will just fill out your name and home address on this card for me, I will get your room key." As Ken handed the completed information card to the desk clerk, she rang a bell to call a bellhop to the desk. Handing him the room key, she told the boy to "show Miss Brown to room 827." "Right this way Miss Brown" he said as he took up the suitcase, the carry-on bag and the laptop case, placed them on a trolley and led the way to the elevators. The name tag he had on indicated that his name was Thomas. To Ken the ride up the elevator seemed to take a long time but it only took a couple of minutes. Before he knew it, they were standing in front of room 827 and the Thomas was opening the door for him. Allowing Ken to enter the room first, Thomas pulled the trolley with Ken's luggage in and unloaded it placing everything on the bed. He then showed Ken where everything was (the bathroom, the controls for the air conditioner, and so on). Ken took the room key from Thomas and handed him the five dollars that had been offered to Peter as a tip earlier. With thanks, Thomas took the money. Put it in his pocket and said "The pool is open until 10:00 pm, the workout room is open 24 hours, and the restaurant downstairs starts serving dinner at 5:00. If you are interested, across the lobby is a walkway to one of the best shopping centers in the area." Then in a conspiratory tone, he said "Just be aware. The shopping center caters to the tourists and tends to be a bit high in price. At least I think so." And with that, Thomas left Ken alone in the room. Ken looked around. The room was very nicely decorated and had a huge king-sized bed. On the night stand beside the bed, the clock showed the time to be 2:00. Ken thought "there is at least three hours before dinner is served. I might as well go and do a little shopping. Who knows what I might find." He went into the room's bathroom to change the sanitary napkin in his panties (for the second time that day) then freshened up his makeup, grabbed his purse, made sure the room key was in it and walked out into the hall. When the elevator car arrived and the doors opened, Ken stepped in. Already there was a young couple. Ken observed that the young woman had a diamond ring on her left hand that sparkled every time she moved her hand along with a wedding ring. The man had a wedding ring that was yellow gold with four diamonds across the top. From the newness of the rings and the way the couple looked at each other, Ken guessed they were on their honeymoon. Inside he felt the stirrings of an emptiness. It was like something was missing from his life. Unconscientiously, Ken thought about Peter. In his mind he could see the handsome features of Peter's face, hi broad shoulders, and he could hear Peter's gentle manner. Along with these thoughts of Peter, Ken felt a stirring of an attraction for Peter. Quickly he tried to force those thoughts to leave but it was hard for him to get rid of them. As soon as the elevator arrived at the lobby, Ken allowed the couple to exit first and then he followed. As he strolled across the lobby area, Ken took in just how elegant the hotel really was. When he had checked in, he had not had time to notice everything. There was an indoor water fall with plants that made Ken think of a tropical island. The thick carpet cushioned his steps as he walked. Entering the walkway to the shopping center, Ken came to a directory of the center. From it, Ken found out that there were five floors of shops to explore. He did notice that the first floor had mostly eateries of all sorts. Here a person could find everything from sushi and pasta to hamburgers and pizzas. There was also a candy store on this floor. Ken thought to himself "I wonder if they would ship something home to Kim for me. I know how much she loves chocolate. Come to think of it, I would love to have some myself. I 'll check it out later." As Ken explored the mall, he found stores that specialized. One store was a toy store. As Ken wandered through it, he saw a little girl with her mother. The girl was trying to decide on whether to buy a new doll or some things to play dress up with. To Ken's surprise he found he spent more time looking at the dolls himself than he did anything else in the store. Another store Ken wandered into was a jewelry store that sold handmade earrings and necklaces. This store had an oriental theme to it. Ken found a pair of earrings the he just could not live without. They were small lotus white lotus blossoms. He fell in love with them as soon as he held them up to his ears and saw how they would look on him. He was so glad Kim had talked him into getting his ears pierced. He paid for the earrings and even before leaving the shop, replaced the ones he had in with the ones he had just bought. More exploration of the mall brought Ken to a shoe store. In the window he saw a pair of gold dress sandals. They had what looked like a three inch crystal heel with gold straps. Ken just had to try them on. As he walked in, a saleslady approached him and said "Good afternoon. What may I show you today?" "I am interested in those gold sandals you have in the window. May I try on a pair?" "But of course. Please have a seat and let me measure your foot. As you know, it is very important to get the right size." Ken sat down in a chair and slipped off his right shoe. The saleslady brought the measuring devise and had Ken put his foot into it. As he did, Ken thought to himself, "I am so glad I have hose on. What would she think if she knew what was hiding in my panties?" "Please stand up so I can make sure to get the correct size for you" the lady told Ken. "I see you need a size 8 medium. We just happen to have that size in stock. Just a minute and let me get a pair for you." The saleslady left and quickly returned with a box in her hand. After opening the box, she pulled out the gold sandals that Ken had admired and helped him slip into them. They seem to fit like they had been made just for him. Standing up, Ken took a stroll around the store to make sure. When he sat back down, he said "these would be perfect for my evening gown. I'll take them." While Ken got back into the heels he had been wearing, the lady put the sandals back into the box and made sure the tissue paper protected them. As she rang up the purchase, she remarked to Ken, "I know you will love these. And by the way, I love that nail polish you have on. May I ask, what is it called?" "It is 'Passionate Pink'. My sister suggested it to me." "I think it is so adorable. I may have to look for it myself. There you are. Have a nice day and enjoy the heels." "Thank you. I know I will and you have a pleasant day yourself." The next store that attracted Ken's attention was Victoria's Secret. Without even stopping to consider it, he strolled in like he had been in one many times. He looked over the bras, panties and finally came to the sleepwear. As he looked over all the possible things he could buy, his mind started to wonder again. Holding up a pale pink baby doll and matching panty set, he thought "I wonder what Peter would say if he saw me in this." Then he suddenly realized what he was thinking, and put down the nightie. That was when a pale blue one caught his attention. This set had a nightie that was very low cut and the panty was a satin string bikini. Looking it over, he found the tag that indicated the size. It was a medium which just happened to be his size. He took the blue and then his hand (almost by itself) picked up the pink one. Taking both to the checkout counter, he laid both down and started to get his credit card out. As the saleslady rang up the items, she looked at Ken and said with a little giggle in her voice "Looks like someone is planning for a very interesting night with someone special. I just know he will not be able to keep his hands off of you when he sees you in either one." All ken could do was blush and mumbled something about he was sure the guy would. Looking at his watch, Ken realized that he had been shopping for four hours and it was time for him to get some dinner. Making his way back to the hotel, he stopped at the candy store and bought the chocolate he was craving. He also had a pound shipped to Kim back home with the note, "Having a nice time. Will tell you all about it when I return. Love you sis." Ken returned to his room to drop off the purchases he had made before going down to dinner. The restaurant was full of people. Some were in evening wear, some in business attire and others were more casual. Ken was seated at a table and handed the menu. Looking over it, he decided to have just a salad and a glass of wine. That was all he really was hungry for. As he waited for his order to arrive, Ken looked around. There were couples seated, having dinner and enjoying themselves. Once again, his thought turned to Peter. Where was he right then? What was he doing? Has he thought about me at all today? Ken ate his dinner alone. Still, while he ate, he could overhear bits of conversations. How he wished Peter had been there to share the meal with. Back in his room, Peter took off his heels for the last time that day. It had been a long day and his feet were a bit sore from it. As he got out of the suit he had worn, he noticed the feel of the plush carpet under his bare feet. It seemed to caress his toes in comfort. Remembering what Kim had taught him about how important it was to take off the makeup, Ken padded to the bathroom counter in just his panties and bra. It took him about a half an hour to completely get his makeup off, his face washed and his teeth brushed. As he took off his makeup and got ready for bed, his mind kept turning to the fact that in just a few hours he would be seeing Peter once again. He couldn't explain the feelings he was having for that man. Every time he thought about Peter, his heart would flutter and it felt like butterflies in the pit of his stomach. When Ken was ready to put on his nightgown, instead of getting the one he had brought out of the suitcase, he pulled out the pink one he had bought earlier in the day from the bag it was still in. Quickly he slipped the nightie over his head and let it fall into place. Then he removed the panties he was wearing and pulled on the bikini panty that came with the nightie. Slowly the panty slid up his legs until it caressed his body. The softness of the fabric made him feel so good, so feminine inside. Then he slipped into the bed, snuggled in and fell asleep. The last thing he remembered thinking before sleep overtook him was "I hope you have a good night Peter. Please be safe." As he slept, Ken dreamt of being with Peter. He led Ken around showing him the sites of the city. They shared a meal together as well as a few drinks. Peter even bought Ken an ice cream cone (chocolate). While at the amusement park Disney World, Peter bought Ken a cute Mickey Mouse doll and a little girl's tiara. With a smile, Peter placed it on Ken's head and said "This is for my princess." Ken was just about to kiss Peter when the phone rang. Still sleepy, Ken reached over to answer it. Groggily he said "Hello?" The voice on the phone said, "Please excuse this call but you left a wakeup call for 4:30. It is that time now." "Thank you" was all Ken could manage to get out. Hanging up the phone and knowing that if he didn't get up right then, he would be late, Ken forced himself to get out of bed. He padded across the room to the bathroom to get his shower. First he pulled off the panties he was wearing. Then he lifted the nightie up over his head to take it off. As he laid it aside, he happened to catch a glimpse of himself in the mirror. Something seemed different about him this morning. "It must just be that I am still half asleep" he thought. Stepping into the shower, the warm water felt good on his body. And yet it felt different from the way it felt other times since he started this adventure. Then it came to him what was different. He could actually feel the water as it hit his breasts. His hands instantly came up and felt of them. They felt more real than ever! Excited, he quickly finished his shower, dried off and wrapped a towel around himself. As he looked at the reflection in the mirror, he saw the towel bulging from his breasts. It had not done that before. At least, not to this extent. He almost ran to back to the bed, There where he had been asleep, laid the breast forms he had been using. The very same ones Kim had glued onto him. And yet he had cleavage. The breasts he now had were the same size as the forms, only what he had now were real. There was no time to ponder what had happened to him now. He would have to hurry or be late. Lifting the large suitcase onto the bed, he opened it to select what he was going to wear today. As the case fell open, there on top was a sack with a note taped to it. The note read; I found these the day before you left and thought that you might just enjoy them. I hope you are having fun and I look forward to hearing all about your trip when you get back. Love you sis, Kim Inside the sack (which had Victoria's Secret on it), Ken found a set of hip hugger panties made of nylon. Each was a different color and had a contrasting color flower bud on the waist. Lace trim in the same color as the flower was around the waist and leg openings. Across the back of each one (again in the color of the flower) was the name of a day of the week. Ken found the panty for Sunday and immediately decided to wear it under his skirt. He kept thinking of how thoughtful Kim was and how much he loved her. When Ken was finally ready for the day, he checked himself out in the mirror. His makeup was almost perfect. He had selected a white skirt with pink flowers, a pink short sleeved blouse, tan hose and white dress sandals. As he twirled to make sure everything was perfect, he wondered to himself "What will Peter say when he sees me in this?" Quickly packing the things he wore the day before and the few things he had bought, Ken closed the suitcase. Taking the all his bags, including the laptop and his purse, Ken walked out of the door and down the hall to the elevator. Good thing the large case had wheels and a handle. The whole time he was in the elevator, Ken kept wondering if Peter would really be there to take him to the dock. He finally decided it would be wonderful if he was but it would not be the end of his world to have someone else drive him. Finally the elevator car glided to a stop and the doors opened. Ken strode out, walked across the lobby to the front desk. Within seconds of ringing the bell, the night clerk came out of the office and said, "May I help you?" Handing him the room key, Ken said "I want to check out." "I see. Is there a problem?" "Oh no! Nothing like that. It is that I am going on a cruise and I have to get to the port to board the ship." "Oh. Very well miss. Was everything satisfactory for you?" "More than just satisfactory. It was a close to perfect as you could have made it." "Oh good. I see that your bill has been taken care of. I hope that if you ever come back to Orlando, you will consider staying with us again." "I most certainly will. Thank you." With that, Ken took the handle of the case once again, turned and started toward the entrance. Much to his surprise, at the far side of the lobby stood Peter. When Ken saw him, he almost wanted to run to him, throw himself into his arms and kiss him. It took a lot of determination for Ken to not do it. Mustering as much self-control as he could, he walked gracefully across the lobby to Peter. In fact, he was so graceful; it was almost like he glided across the carpeted floor. Peter had a big smile as Ken approached. "See" he said to Ken. "I told you I would be here this morning. I made a special request for this assignment." Ken, smiling at Peter motioned for him to lean down. As he did, Ken whispered "I am so glad to see you. I have been thinking. After this cruise, I may need to take a few extra days of vacation to truly relax. What would you think if I spent them here? Maybe you could show me around like you said." And, before Peter could respond, Ken gave him a quick peck on the cheek. Startled, Peter stood up and blushed. "It would be my honor to be your guide." Peter then took the bags from Ken, led him out the front door of the hotel and to the waiting limo. Once again, he opened the back door for Ken and then loaded the luggage into the trunk. As soon as he was in the driver's seat, Peter started the motor. The car pulled away and into the early morning light of the city.