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Me and My Big Mouth (Part 1)
If you read my first two stories you'll know I've recently found my
first man friend, Richard. You'll need to read those to find out how he
helped me find my role in life.
Unfortunately this new relationship has had to go on the back burner for
a while as his mother has been taken seriously ill and he has had to go
to London to look after her. He just had time to email me quickly with
this sad news, saying the thought of seeing me in the future would get
him through this bad time.
Therefore I thought I'd put into words a complete fantasy which I've
imagined in my mind many times. It goes back to a time when I used to
work in the high street branch of a large bank.
It was lunch break and I was in the staff room with three others, all
women, eating my sandwiches and reading the paper. I couldn't help
overhear the ladies who seemed to be getting into an argument. Two of
them Sue and Louise were quite attractive and looked very well groomed
in their bank uniforms, while the third Jill was a bit overweight, and
seemed unbothered with her appearance, looking a little dishevelled to
be honest. It appeared Sue and Louise were rather picking on Jill
telling her she should make much more of an effort to make the best of
herself and that she was letting the image of the bank down. Not
thinking I butted in "Yes, even I could look better than you Jill."
I thought they'd all find this funny but to my horror Jill burst into
tears and ran from the room saying she was going to report me to the
manager for my cruel remark. Sue and Louise then collapsed into giggles
"We thought it was funny, Jeremy but I'm not sure she who must be obeyed
will share our view." They then left the staff room still tittering,
leaving me to wonder what would happen to me.
I was on counter duty for the afternoon but just as I was about to sit
down, the manager appeared from her office. "Jeremy before you start
work, I need to see you in my office right now." The tone of her voice
made it quite clear she was not a happy woman. Jill, who was also
working the counters that afternoon, looked at me with, what can only be
described as, an evil grin. "What goes around comes around," was all she
said.
I stepped into the manager's office and closed the door behind me.
Elizabeth (never Liz, Lizzie or any less formal version of her name)
Linton sat at her desk eyeing me coldly. "Sit down young man."
I decided to get my defence in first. "Look I'm really sorry for hurting
Jill's feelings. It was really the other girls who were giving her a
hard time and just butted in with what I thought was a joke. I promise
I'll go out there now and apologise to her in public."
Elizabeth continued to eye me coldly. "I'm sorry Jeremy that's not good
enough. Jill wanted me to sack you but you're actually quite good at
your job so I don't want to lose you. We decided that you can keep your
job but your punishment will have to fit the crime."
"What do you mean?" I asked, not sure where this was going.
"You said you could look better than Jill; tomorrow we'll find out.
Report to the branch an hour earlier than normal tomorrow morning. I
will personally supervise your transformation. Understood?"
"But, but..." was all I could manage.
"No buts about it. I'll see you at 7.30am or you can consider yourself
fired."
I left her office trying to take in what I'd been told to do. I went
back to my counter and tried to concentrate on the job in hand, but I
found myself distracted by Louise and Sue who were standing at the
customer service desk. They looked immaculate in their bank uniforms and
I just thought to myself, "Surely I couldn't look like them, surely
not."
They were chatting to our security guard, Tony, a nice guy originally
from Jamaica, who was way over six feet tall and very big framed with
it. It was probably my imagination but I'm sure they were talking about
me, as they seemed to turn and look at me every so often during their
conversation.
On the way home I thought about my predicament. I couldn't afford to
lose my job so knew I would somehow have to go through with what
Elizabeth and Jill had planned for me. I felt so nervous I skipped tea
altogether and just crashed on the sofa with the worst butterflies in my
stomach I'd ever experienced. I went to bed early, setting my alarm for
6.30am to ensure I was up in time. I needn't have bothered as a night of
fitful sleep came to an end at about five o'clock. From that time on I
was wide awake, counting the time down to my fate.
I got up at 6.15am in the end, went to the bathroom and turned on the
shower. I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror. I was only 5ft 6,"
tall and no more than 10 stone in weight. I had almost no body hair and
only shaved about once a fortnight. "Smaller and slimmer than Jill," I
thought to myself as it slowly dawned on me just what the day may hold
for me. If only I'd saved a bit of money I could probably have taken the
sacking and lived on my savings while finding a new job. But I hadn't,
so I had to go through with it.
I got to the branch on time and went in through the staff exit at the
rear of the building. I went to Elizabeth's office knocked on the door
and entered without waiting for a reply. "It's good to see you value
your job here, Jeremy," she said, "or perhaps you've always wanted to
spend the day dressed as a woman." She'd got straight to the point.
"No of course not," I said. "It's just that I can't afford to lose my
job. Obviously I'll have to be kept out of sight in the back office,
otherwise the bank's reputation would be damaged," I added.
"Au contraire young man, or should I say young lady," Elizabeth replied
tartly.
"Have you looked at yourself in the mirror? There's nothing of you. In
fact I shall be very surprised if you don't indeed look better than
Jill. I'd have thought you'd be more in Louise and Sue's class by the
time I've finished with you. In fact Sue will be doing your job on the
counter today while you work at the customer service desk with Louise.
I'm sure Tony will make sure nothing untoward happens." Elizabeth said
all this with a smile on her face. She was clearly enjoying my
predicament.
"Right, we have no time to lose. The branch opens in forty five minutes.
Take yourself into my private toilet (one of the privileges of being the
manager) and take all your clothes off. Then put these on and come back
out. And do try to tuck whatever bits you have out of the way." She
handed me a pair of white lacy panties. I realised that unless I was
prepared to lose my job I now had to go through with the punishment
Elizabeth and Jill had devised for me.
I took the panties from Elizabeth and entered the small cubicle. I
quickly stripped naked and then stepped into the panties. They were
white and silky with a heavy lace trim and once I had them on I tucked
my bits underneath to create a smooth profile. I then pushed open the
door of the cubicle and stepped back into Elizabeth's office. With time
at a premium Elizabeth got on with my transformation in her usual
efficient fashion.
"Here's the matching bra," Elizabeth said matter of factly. "I don't
suppose you've worn one before. The secret is to do it up back to front
and then slide the bra the right way round and pull the straps over your
shoulders."
I did as she suggested and was soon wearing a white bra with a heavy
lace trim similar to the panties.
"I've got a friend in the local theatre and she came up with these,"
explained Elizabeth as she placed a silicon breast form in each cup of
my bra. "In case you're wondering your bra size is 36C."
At this stage no mirror was available to see how I looked but I couldn't
help but feel slightly impressed by the feel of the breast forms in my
lacy bra. There was no time to ponder these thoughts as Elizabeth handed
me a suspender belt which matched the bra and panties. "Surely all the
girls wear tights to work," I protested.
"Yes they probably do, but you said you'd look better than Jill, so that
standard will apply to everything about your look," Elizabeth replied.
"Like the bra you need to put it on back to front, do up the clip and
then slide it the right way wound."
I did this and then took a sheer dark brown stocking from Elizabeth.
"Gather it up by the top and carefully place it over your foot and pull
it slowly up your leg. We don't want any ladders."
I did as she explained and pulled the smooth silky stocking carefully up
my leg. I took the second one from her and repeated the process.
"Now you need to attach the suspenders. Feed each popper under the
stocking top and pull the clasp over the front and push the popper
through to hold it in place."
The first one was a bit tricky but I soon saw how to do it and quickly
attached four suspenders to each stocking.
"Very good young lady," chuckled Elizabeth who seemed to be slightly
softening her stance to me. I think she just liked people doing what
they were told.
"And now just put on your last item of lingerie and then I'll do your
face," Elizabeth continued, handing me a white, incredibly lacy, full
slip with silky straps.
"Surely no other woman is wearing a garment like this to work," I cried.
"I've already explained that, missy, now stop wasting time and put the
slip on," Elizabeth firmly countered. "I think it's quite obvious how to
put it on; just hold it by the straps, step carefully into it and pull
it up your body and place the straps over your shoulders."
I found the straps and did as I'd been instructed. The slip fell to just
above my knee with a profusion of white lace around the hem and bust.
"Does Jill know I have to wear very feminine lingerie?" I asked.
"Oh yes, it was her suggestion," Elizabeth confirmed. "I imagine she's
told most of the girls and Tony."
Jill clearly wanted me to feel as humiliated as possible in revenge for
my remark to her. The thought of being seen by other men dressed as a
feminine woman was the most embarrassing thing I could imagine. At least
with the other woman at work I'd be sort of one of them for the day.
"The only rule I've insisted on is that no employee is allowed to tell
anybody outside of this building about what is happening today,"
Elizabeth said. "So once it's over you don't need to worry about others
knowing about it."
"Thank you," I replied not really sure if I had anything to be thankful
for. I'm sure the girls would tease me forever about how I was going to
look today.
I sat on the chair as directed by Elizabeth. "I'm now going to paint
your face and fit your wig. Then before you finish dressing I'll allow
you to look at yourself in the full length mirror on the inside door of
that cupboard over there. It's what I use to check my appearance before
I meet customers. You'll need to come to terms with just how pretty
you'll look once up I've made you up and given you a lovely hairstyle."
I can't say I was exactly looking forward to seeing myself in the mirror
but a small part of me did wonder if I could really carry off the pretty
girl look.
Elizabeth set about her task. "I'm going to fully moisturise your face
first; it'll make the application of your foundation much easier. And do
try and take in what I'm doing as I expect you'll have to touch your
make up during the day."
My face was soon fully covered in a smoothly applied layer of
foundation.
"We're really lucky you don't need to shave. It makes my job so much
easier," commented Elizabeth almost to herself. "I'll do your eyes
first. Some pretty eye shadow to start with, then black eyeliner on both
Now don't blink while I apply lots of lovely mascara to your eyelashes."
I could feel the cosmetics being applied to my face but had no idea what
effect they were having on my appearance.
"Keep your mouth still while I trace the edge of your lips with this red
lip pencil."
I did as asked and then let Elizabeth apply a bright red lipstick to my
lips.
"Purse your lips on this tissue Jeremy, it'll get rid of the excess."
Seeing the lipstick stained tissue really brought home to me that I was
being made up as a woman.
"A little lip gloss will really bring that pretty mouth life," purred
Elizabeth. A little blusher on each cheek completed my look.
"Actually I think I'll put your earrings on now. It'll be easier. Don't
worry they're quite discreet, because as you know, I don't allow the
girls to wear over the top jewellery to work."
I felt her clip the small golden earrings to my ear. "Now for the
crowning glory. This wig also came from my theatre friend and I have to
warn you it has a particularly feminine style."
"You don't say," I replied trying to sound relaxed. The truth was the
butterflies in my stomach were building to an almost unbearable level.
How could I face my work colleagues dressed as a pretty, feminine, young
woman. Why couldn't the ground just open up now and swallow me forever.
"Lean forward a little for me please Jeremy." Elizabeth then placed the
top of the wig firmly on my head anchoring the sides at each temple.
"Now sit up straight again."
As I straightened myself I felt the soft hair of the wig fall about my
face and onto my shoulders. Elizabeth then set about brushing the wig
into the style she wanted.
"Now stand up for me so I can see properly how you look."
I stood, and once again became acutely aware of the ultra feminine slip
I was wearing. Elizabeth walked round me in a circle checking me from
every angle.
"I'm sorry my dear but I've made a wonderful job of turning you into a
very pretty young lady indeed. You better have a look at yourself in the
mirror."
I moved over to the cupboard she was pointing at and opened the door. I
couldn't stop myself letting out a little gasp at what I saw. Elizabeth
was right. I looked stunning. An English rose with beautiful long mid
blonde hair brushed into a loose bob, very prettily made up and wearing
the most feminine girlish underwear. I couldn't help turning to one side
to check myself from a different angle.
"Stop admiring yourself and come over here and get the rest of your
outfit on," ordered Elizabeth.
"I wasn't admiring myself, I just...." I couldn't finish my sentence
because I didn't really know what I was feeling.
"It's okay Jeremy I don't think anybody would know how to react to such
a stunning transformation."
"Now let's get you finished off. As you've probably noticed the bank has
a number of uniform options for the lady employees. However as you're to
be on Customer Services today you need to look especially smart. I
immediately thought of Louise and Sue and what they always wore to work.
The bank colours were red, white and blue, so the blouse I was given by
Elizabeth was a striped design in these three colours. The sleeves were
quite full with a deep two button cuff. The neck was gathered into tie
bow. "You'll notice the buttons do up the other way round from men's
shirts but after seeing your skill at attaching the stockings to your
suspender belt I'm sure you'll manage."
I fed my arms through the arms of the blouse and gathered it around me.
I did the buttons up starting at the bottom and then did the cuffs up
with a little more difficulty.
"Leave the bow for now," Elizabeth instructed. She then held out the
skirt I was to wear. "As you know I don't like my lady employees to
flash to much leg especially those on display to the customers all day.
This skirt is calf length with a silk lining and only a little vent at
the back. This means you'll only be able to take short steps which
combined with the shoes I'm giving you to wear should mean you
automatically walk in a feminine manner."
She handed me the dark blue skirt with the back zip open and I stepped
into it. It was as restrictive as Elizabeth had said and I struggled to
ease it up my body without the lining riding up.
"Don't worry about the lining, young lady; we can pull that down once
you're zipped up."
I pulled the skirt up round my waist, tucking the blouse in all around
me and reaching up under the hem to pull the lining into place.
"I'll zip you up," said Elizabeth walking round behind me. She pulled
the zip up and fastened the button at the top. She also adjusted my
attempts to tuck the blouse in neatly. "Nearly there now sweetie. Sit
down on that chair again and I'll get your shoes." She picked up a shoe
box from her desk and brought it over to where I was seated.
She opened the box and placed a pair of classic dark blue court shoes on
the floor in front of me. "These have a two and half inch heel which I
think you should be able to manage. I've guessed you're about a ladies
size seven so let's see if they fit."
I lifted my right foot and Elizabeth eased the shoe on. This was
followed by the left.
"Now get up and walk around the room a bit. And remember short dainty
steps only."
I walked round her office a couple of times and found she was right
about the skirt. Combined with the shoes it meant only short steps were
possible. I couldn't help but notice that every step was accompanied by
a very audible swish caused by the lining of skirt rubbing against my
smooth nylon clad legs.
"Cinderella shall go to the ball," exclaimed Elizabeth. "Now a few final
details. This is your handbag," she informed me, handing me a classic
ladies handbag in dark blue leather. "It contains the make up I used on
you which I've put into a make up bag, a spare pair of stockings and
some tissues. I think this will improve your figure even more." As she
said this she placed a two inch wide dark blue leather belt around my
waist which although slightly elasticated, pulled my tummy in a little
to create a more feminine profile.
Elizabeth now stood in front of me. "Let's tie this bow for you," she
said and proceeded to tie a long loose bow in my blouse. "And finally
your name badge." All the staff wore a pin badge displaying their first
name. It hadn't crossed my mind that I would need a female name for the
day and I certainly hadn't thought what it should be. "Today you will be
Gemma, our new customer service person. I think the name suits you very
nicely and it's quite close to your real name."
Elizabeth looked at her watch. "We've made good time Gemma. There's
still five minutes to go before we open, so all the other staff should
be here. Wait here while I go and address the staff and set a few ground
rules for today. After all, we do have a business to run. I'll then come
back here to fetch you." And then she was gone.
I stood there alone for a moment and then quickly returned to the mirror
and once again took in my completely feminised appearance. "Oh Gemma
what have you got yourself into," I whispered to myself. "Me and my big
mouth."
At that moment Elizabeth appeared at the door. "It's time to face your
audience young lady."
I walked slowly towards her literally shaking and not even realising I'd
referred to myself by my new name.
To be continued
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