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The Anchor Belladonna Regina looked over her employees as they gathered around her. The entire news team stood before her to await the special announcement she had advertised with an e-mail to each member. The faces stared back at her wondering what she was going to do to them this year for Halloween. She had engaged in gimmicks the prior two years, which had the effect of driving off some of the older staff. The station bosses were happy with this as they replaced the veteran members with cheaper and younger personnel. Frank Edwards was an established presence on the newscast. He was not as easily driven away from his work by having to dress up as Dracula or Captain Jack Sparrow as some of his peers. He found it to be fun even though he knew it cheapened the newscast and barely helped the ratings. Unlike his elder coworkers, Frank saw no reason to make an issue out of something that happened only once a year anyway. "What do you think she'll make us do this year?" Gwen asked Frank. Frank looked down at his co-anchor and replied, "I heard Vampires big this year." "I think that's passed," Gwen replied before she went silent as she saw that Regina was about to make the announcement. Regina smiled at the news staff and said, "This year we'll be doing a Halloween gender bender. All of our girls will be guys and all our guys will be girls." An audible groan rose up from the male reporters. The sportscasters started to shake their heads as they wondered how much abuse they would take about cross-dressing from the athletes they were so frequently in contact with. The male reporters who did onsite assignments for breaking news were also unhappy about the prospect of having to deliver news while cross- dressed on a likely cold evening and night. Frank smirked at Gwen. He had no reservations about doing it. He was not a member of the older generation of newscasters who found the gimmicks to be beneath the dignity of local news. He was in his late- thirties, and Frank saw no reason to endanger his job by refusing to go along with his boss's orders. Frank knew that resistance to Regina's demands often meant the end of one's career with the station. Knowing that and that his contract was up for renewal at the end of December, Frank felt he had little choice but to follow her orders. The female reporters did not seem to mind the concept with the exception of the weather girl who was known for being particularly fixated on her image. However, even she was quiet on the matter. She was getting near 40 and did not want to give the station an excuse to get rid of her by being insubordinate. After the mumbling from the males ceased, Regina continued, "Now, we're going to be having a little fun with this. Gwen you're going to be going as Frank, while Frank will be made up to look like Gwen." "Oh great," Gwen said with a forced smile. She was hoping that she would at least get to dress up in way she found fun, but she knew then that she would not get the chance. Frank looked down at Gwen and said, "What? I'm not good looking enough for you to portray?" Regina cut off their conversation and said, "As for the rest of you, I'm going to be having the guys dress as celebrities and the girls dress as different kinds of guys. You all see what I've got in mind for you when Halloween comes." "Oh, Lord," Frank heard someone mutter. He turned to look for who said it, but he could not find the person. Regina said no further words. She simply turned and left her news team to dwell upon her words as they dispersed. Gwen placed her hand on Frank's shoulder as the others walked away. She smiled up at him and asked, "Do you think you're pretty enough to play me?" Frank smiled back at her and said, "I know it." ---------------------------------------------------------------------- - Frank headed into the station on Halloween as if it were any other day at work. He went to his office and saw the garments he was supposed to wear that day. He did not take more than a cursory look at them before he caught a glimpse of a paper lying on top of them that instructed him to only put on the panties and then place his robe on. He complied and the followed the rest of the instructions that told him to wait patiently for assistance with the rest of his clothing. About 20 minutes later, there was a knock on Frank's door. He told the person to enter. As the door swung open, Frank saw a young woman walk into the room. He smiled and said, "May I help you?" "Yes, Mr. Edwards. I'm Amy Lawrence. I'm here to do your makeup and get you ready for your newscast." Frank nodded and replied, "Oh, it's nice to meet you." "The pleasure's mine, Mr. Edwards. Now, I'd like to get started right away. We don't have much time for dawdling." "Oh, yes. Of course," Frank replied. Amy smiled and placed the bag she was carrying on a chair. She reached into the bag and pulled out a small black garment. "What's that?" Frank asked as he saw a garment he was unfamiliar with. "This is called a waist cincher. It's going to help give you that girlish curvature that your body doesn't naturally have." "Oh, how does it do that?" Amy smirked as she answered, "This piece has all-around boning to help slim down your waist when I tie it up around your back." "Is this going to hurt?" "I don't think a real man like you will experience any pain," Amy replied with a smirk. Frank nodded before Amy said, "Well, let's get started by taking off your robe." Frank removed his robe stood before Amy in his panties. Amy smirked as she looked down at them. Frank blushed as he put his hand over his panties. He forgot that that was all he was wearing beneath his robe. Amy walked towards Frank's backside and placed the cincher around Frank's waist. She then told him she was going to start tightening it. Frank nodded and told her to go ahead. Frank felt little discomfort as she began to lace the cincher. However, the more she did, the more pain Frank felt. Frank remembered her words and tried not to show any of the pain he figured he was not supposed to be experiencing. Frank breaths then suddenly felt constricted. "What's going on?" Frank said as he began to take short rapid breaths as his heart began to beat faster. "I don't know. What's happening, Mr. Edwards?" Amy asked with some concern. "I can't take deep breaths," he answered. Amy started laugh. "What's the matter with you?" Frank asked. Amy shook her head and answered, "Mr. Edwards, the waist cincher is restricting your breathing ever so slightly. When you take deep breaths, your stomach comes out normally. The cincher is preventing that. You have to take smaller breathes, and you'll be fine." "Are you sure?" Frank asked as he began to take smaller breathes. "I'm sure, Mr. Edwards. It's all about small breaths and small steps." "Small steps?" "Yes, with skirts, dresses and heels, a girl needs to take short steps. You're a girl for the day, so just remember to keep everything short." Frank smiled at her and said, "What about the hemline?" "That's not up to me or you," Amy said before she playfully slapped Frank's shoulder. Amy finished up lacing the waist cincher and moved on to the rest of Frank's underwear. She attached breast forms to his chest with glue before she placed a black, lace bra on his body. She hooked it behind his back and said, "You might want to ask for help taking that off later." Frank nodded and said, "I'm sure I can figure out how to get out of a bra. Is not like a straight jacket or anything." "Whatever, you say, sir," Amy answered before she snapped his bra. Jim turned his head towards her as Amy reached into her bag and took out a pair of black control top, black opaque tights. She rolled the tights down and told Frank to take a seat. Frank followed her directions and placed his toes against the seam of the tights. Amy then slowly brought the tights up Frank's legs. Frank felt a strange surge of pleasure from the silky feeling of the tights. Frank was not sure if it was the tights or Amy's touch, but he found himself getting aroused. Amy noticed and smirked for a second as she continued to work the tights up his legs before she decided to pretend to be appalled. "Mr. Edwards," she shouted as she pointed to the growing bulge in his panties. Frank blushed and placed his hands over it. Amy shrieked, "That is incredibly unprofessional, Mr. Edwards." "I know. I'm so sorry," Frank replied frantically. Amy then started to laugh. Frank did not understand why so he asked, "What so funny?" "You're not the first guy to react that way when I've dressed them up." "I'm not," Frank said with some relief. "No. When you put tights on most men it turns them on because they feel so silky. It's like having a girl constantly touching them." "Oh, thank god," Frank replied. Amy smiled and said, "So I guess you're enjoying this?" Frank blushed and nodded before he replied, "As much as the others I suppose." Amy then finished working the tights up Frank's legs before she told him to pull the top up over his crotch. Frank complied and awaited further instructions. Amy told Frank she had to get his outfit from the rack outside. She walked out of the room leaving Frank dressed in his female undergarments with the door open. Frank felt a little exposed but did not dare walk towards the door to close it for fear of increasing the chances he would be seen wearing nothing more than a bra and tights. 'That would be a great picture to hang in the break room', he thought as he nervously watched the doorway. Amy came back in a few minutes later carrying a long-sleeved red blouse and a knee length black skirt. Amy handed Frank the top first. After he put it on, he took hold of the skirt and stepped into it. Amy smiled and said, "Hey, you did it right?" "What do you mean?" Frank asked. "Most men put it on one leg at a time. I guess out of habit." Frank shrugged and said, "I put it on the way I saw girls put a skirt on the past. They always put on a skirt two legs at a time." Amy nodded and walked around Frank's backside once more and zipped up the skirt for him. Frank turned his head over his shoulder and said, "You know, I never got why women's zippers are in the back." "It's a design thing, dear," Amy answered. She then motioned for Frank to take a seat in front of his vanity. She applied makeup to Frank's face. Frank watched her in the mirror as she did it. He felt strangely aroused by the increasingly feminine face staring back at him. He wanted to ask Amy if that was normal too, but he was too embarrassed to. After she finished applying Frank's makeup, Amy stepped out his dressing room to get the wig he would be wearing that night. She walked back in carrying the brunette wig that was designed to match Gwen's hair. She placed a wig dome on his head before she placed the wig on him. She secured the wig with pins before she told him that there was only one step left. Frank asked what that was. Amy smirked and said, "You need shoes, Mr. Edwards." Frank nodded and watched as Amy took out a pair of black pumps that were decorated with metal studs on the heel and back of the shoe. She told Frank to stick out his feet to make sure they fit. Frank nodded and watched Amy put them on his feet. She told him to stand up and see how they fit. Frank did and said, "They feel like they fit me fine, but they seem a little unsteady." Amy laughed a little before she replied, "That's not the heels, that's you, Sir. You're not used to standing or walking with your weight so unevenly distributed on your feet." "Oh," was all Frank could muster for a response as he began to notice how much shorter Amy looked now that he was wearing heels. Amy then said, "Well, Mr. Edwards. I have to move on to another client, so good luck on your show." "Thanks," Frank said as Amy walked out his dressing room leaving him to take in his appearance alone. Frank stared at his feminine face in the mirror as he felt his member growing between his legs. He had never dressed en femme before and had never even thought about doing it before his boss's orders came down. Frank could not believe how much he enjoyed the feeling that encased his legs. The tights felt so silky on his legs that he almost whished he could wear a pair of them every day. As Frank admired himself in the mirror, it was the only the feeling of his clothing that made his reflection feel real to him. He was attracted to the girl he saw in the mirror despite his occasional self damning reminders that he was lusting after himself. Frank's finger tips began to run across his fake bust before he rested his palms on his soft skirt. The silk skirt felt wonderful beneath his hands. He almost forgot how great it had felt beneath his hands when he touched a woman's silken clothing. Looking over at the door to make sure it was closed, Frank sat down before his vanity. Frank's fingers then crept beneath his skirt. He rubbed his tights covered legs as an aroused smile came across his face while he leered at his reflection in the mirror. Frank's gaze was finished when he heard a knock upon his door. Regina called in, "Time to get on the set, Frank." Frank acknowledged Regina and walked out of his dressing room taking unsteady steps. He heard a few snickers and a few fake catcalls from the stage hands, camera men and other staff he passed. Frank took a seat behind the anchor desk and felt a surge of relief that he did not fall down on his way to the desk. While he was a little embarrassed by the way he looked, he knew he would take severe abuse from everyone at work if he fell down in heels. As he looked over the documents left on the desk, he noticed Gwen walking towards the desk dressed as him. Frank smirked at her as she smiled at him. Gwen sat beside him and said, "Well, you look very pretty today, Frank." "You look more handsome than usual," Frank countered as he looked at Gwen dressed in a man's suit, with a shorthaired wig on and a fake Five O'clock shadow. Gwen looked over Frank and said, "I have to say you make a more believable woman than I do a man." "I don't know about that," Frank blushed at what he assumed was a complement. Regina then came over to them before the newscast began and the reporters took their places. The newscast began with Frank and Gwen reading each other's teleprompter lines. Gwen smiled and said, "Good evening, I'm Frank Edwards." Frank then chimed in, "And I'm Gwen Montana, and here are tonight's top stories." Gwen and Frank then took turns narrating the stories before they went to their first reporter. The female, Asian reporter who was dressed as Yao Ming and receiving odd looks from bystanders as she recounted a story about a burning building while dressed in a Houston Rockets uniform. Frank then sent the broadcast over to the traffic reporter. The thin man was dressed as Lady Gaga and was clearly uncomfortable with the way he was dressed. Frank and Gwen adlibbed a few lines about his outlandish dress before the man was able to report about local traffic delays. The broadcast continued and more of the reporters were brought out in their cross-dressing costumes. The two male reporters were dressed as Beyonce and Katy Perry respectively, while the three other female reporters were dressed as Tom Cruise, Barack Obama and Jay Leno. Frank and Gwen laughed as the chin prosthesis fell off the woman portraying Jay Leno while she reported a local zoning board decision. The last two people to come on camera were the two male sportscasters. The one in the studio was dressed as Annika S?renstam while the field reporter was dressed as Venus Williams. Mark uncomfortably tugged at his tennis dress as he tried to conduct an interview with a basketball player. He got a few catcalls from the team's players and a few minor slurs regarding his sexuality from the player he interviewed. As one of the players walked by and lifted his skirt, the sportscaster grimaced as he said, "This day can't end soon enough, back to you Frank and Gwen." Shortly thereafter, the evening newscast came to an end and Frank and Gwen headed for their dressing rooms to await the eleven o'clock news edition. After Frank finished a brief meal, he heard a knock on his door. Frank smiled and said, "Come in." Gwen walked in and closed the door behind her. She smiled as she saw that Frank was wearing a pair of slippers instead of his heels. She titled her towards him and said, "What's with the shoes?" Frank looked down at his feet and shook his head at her as he replied, "Please, my feet needed a rest from those pumps and you shouldn't say anything. Do you know how many times I've seen you walking around here in slippers or flats between broadcasts?" Gwen nodded and replied, "That's true, but how are you feeling?" "I feel great." Gwen smiled and said, "You seemed to be enjoying yourself a little more than the other guys out there." Frank shrugged and said, "I wasn't out in the field like this and my outfits is a little less ridiculous than the others." Gwen nodded and said, "I guess you're right." Frank watched as Gwen walked out of his room. He took a deep breath as he smiled at his reflection in the mirror and began getting ready for the eleven o'clock broadcast. The late broadcast was largely the same as the evening broadcast. As they cut away to reporters, Gwen was careful to observe Frank's mannerism. She saw him rubbing his legs together and smiling and realized that he was excited by what he was wearing. Gwen felt a strange rush of arousal watching a man take pleasure out of being dressed en femme. However, she was able to keep up professional front when she was on camera. When the broadcast was over, Gwen walked towards her office after staying back a few minutes to talk with an intern. She heard Frank talking to himself in his own office as she approached hers. She looked through the partially opened door. She gazed at him as he stood before his mirror, taking in his body from all directions. He pouted and preened into the mirror. A smile came across Gwen's face. She pushed the door opened and said, "Oh, you've got me down perfectly, Frank. How did you know that I practice that after every show?" Frank froze as he looked at Gwen as she entered his office and closed the door behind her. He felt humiliated and exposed. He tried to think quickly and responded, "I was just trying to?" "Act like a girl. I know, Frank. I don't hold it against you. I do it all the time." "But that?s because? "Because I am a girl? I know. There's nothing for me to be ashamed, but for you?it's a different story." "Please, Gwen, you mustn't?" "I mustn't what? Tell anyone what you were doing in here? I won't. I'm really not interested in what you were doing so much as I want to know why you were doing it?" Frank looked back at her confused. Gwen shook her head and said, "Don't give me that look. I came up as an investigative reporter. I need to get to the bottom of a story, Frank. You know that. So out with it, girl." Frank looked at Gwen's smiling and face and felt a little comfortable. Gwen noticed his ease and began to answer for him, "You like what you're wearing. I know, I saw what you were doing beneath the anchor's desk." "Please, Gwen, don't?" "I'm not going to tell anyone, Frank. I like having you as a partner." Frank felt a sense of relief hearing her words. Frank looked Gwen in the eyes and said, "I can't believe how much I like this." "I couldn't either. I have to say, I'm intrigued by this side of you. I never knew it was there." "I didn't either. This is all so strange." "It might be, but?" "But what?" "I kind of like it." "You do?" Frank replied with a grin. "Don't read too much into it." "I won't, I won't." "Well, I have to ask, are you planning to do this again." "I'm thinking about it," Frank replied. "Good, maybe you could invite me over when this side of you wants to come on out again." "Maybe I will." "When were you thinking about doing it?" "As soon as possible." "Well, how about I go shopping for you tomorrow. I'll buy you some nice clothes that I think will be perfect for this part of you, and you can pay me back for them." "Sounds like a plan." "Good, I can't wait to see your pretty little face all dressed up for me tomorrow." Frank grinned as she walked out of the room before he wondered, 'Was she serious?' ---------------------------------------------------------------------- - The next day, Gwen showed up to Frank's home carrying a bag for clothing she had purchased for him. Frank was moderately surprised to see her. He figured that she would simply forget about the whole thing, but the eagerness in her eyes told Frank that he may have misread her. Frank let Gwen in and reimbursed her before he started going through the clothing in the dinning room of his apartment. Frank felt a little strange looking at the feminine garments and shoes she purchased for him, but he knew that she was well aware that he liked them so he was less embarrassed than he would have been had Gwen been any other person at that moment. Gwen looked around and saw the furniture in the apartment was a little worn and saw the feminine touch in the decoration. She knew Frank's late wife must have decorated the place. She realized that Frank had not touched anything since she had passed on. Frank took a bra, a pair of tights and a dress in his hands and told Gwen he was going to change as he took hold of the bag containing a wig Gwen had bought him. She smiled and told him she could not wait to see him in it. Frank ran into his bedroom and started to get changed as Gwen got to her feet and looked around the apartment. She quietly opened the door to the apartment's second bedroom. A feeling of sadness came over as she saw the nursery that Frank's wife had created for the child they never had. Gwen froze as she thought about the pain she saw in Frank's eyes when he came to work for the first time after she passed. She was field reporter then, and she barely knew Frank when it happened, but she knew that Frank was never quite the same person after what had happened. Frank came out of his room and saw her peering into the second bedroom of his apartment. The smile left his face as he looked at her. Frank walked towards her and said, "What are you doing?" Gwen froze as she saw Frank peer into the room he could not bring himself to walk into. Everything in it reminded him of the dreams he shared with his wife, which would never come to pass. Frank closed the door to the room and said, "Please don't look around here without my permission." Gwen nodded and said she was sorry before she took a seat and caught sight of Frank's wedding photo with his wife. She saw a certain look in Frank's eyes that she had never seen since she had gotten to know him. Frank looked down at her as he nervously touched the hair of his wig that rested on his shoulder. Gwen smiled at him and said, "You didn't do your makeup." "I really don't know how, I was hoping?" "I'd love to," Gwen said with a smile. Gwen got to her feet and took the bag of makeup she selected for Frank into the bathroom. She sat Frank down on the toilet bowl and said, "I'm going to show you how to do this." She told Frank to hold out the compact mirror she gave him so he could watch her put the makeup onto his face. Frank nodded and watched her closely as she put eyeliner, mascara and red lipstick onto his face. Frank saw the startling transformation that made his effeminate features look strikingly feminine. Gwen grinned down at him and said, "There's my pretty girl." Frank blushed and thanked her for her complement as he got to his feet. They walked into Frank's living room and Gwen took a seat and smiled at his appearance. She looked up at Frank and asked, "Did you try on everything I got you?" "No, just this dress," Frank replied as he touched the belt of his royal blue dress. "Well, the dress clearly works on you, as do those tights. You've got great legs," Gwen replied. Frank smiled and tiled his head as he said, "Thanks, I love that skirt you've got on." "This old thing," Gwen laughed before she said, "See you're getting being a girl already. Trading complements." Frank blushed as he touched one of his cap sleeves before Gwen said, "Why don't you go put on something else." "What?" "What? The stuff I got you. Try it on. Do you think I want to sit around here looking at you wearing your male clothing?" Frank laughed and shrugged. "What kind of girl do you think I am?" Gwen asked. Frank said, "I'll be right back." Gwen smirked as she saw Frank's smile before he hastily walked towards his bedroom. 'He sways his ass just like a girl', Gwen thought as she felt an unusual surge of pleasure as the thought crossed her mind. Gwen froze as she realized what she thought and she said out loud in a whisper, "What kind of girl am I?' Gwen tried to understand why she felt attracted to Frank en femme. She had been attracted to guys before, but she never thought Frank was anything special until she saw him in something she would wear. Frank came out in a blouse and skirt combination. The skirt hit midway down his thigh. Gwen said, "Wow. You've got the legs for a miniskirt. Most girls couldn?t pull off that look." Gwen's words made Frank blush before he said, "Thanks. I was always kind of embarrassed by my chicken legs." "You've got nothing to be embarrassed about in that skirt." Frank blushed as he thought, 'You don't know about the boner that's tucked away.' Gwen felt a familiar feeling of wetness between her legs as she looked Frank over. She crossed her legs and thought to herself, 'What the hell is wrong with me?' Waiting for Gwen to speak, Frank nervously tugged on the skirt of his dress, anxious to see if this was all an act. Gwen tried to stop thinking about Frank, but she knew she needed him to change. "Why don't you put on something else?" Frank smiled and ran back to his bedroom. Gwen sunk down on the couch as she grabbed her head and thought, 'I've lost my mind. How can I think he's sexy? I'm not a lesbian, but he's not a girl, but he looks like one. Oh, god, I'm on the fast track to the Jerry Springer Show. I can just see my mother finding out about this. It'll be My Daughter's in Love with a Tranny. I've got to get out of here.' Gwen resolved to tell Frank she was leaving, but he came out in the lavender colored nightie she had bought him. Gwen's mouth was agape as she saw his shapely, recently shaven legs peeking out from underneath the nightie. "What do you think?" Frank said as he twirled, which momentarily showed his rear to Gwen. Gwen coughed and said, "Oh, my god." "Good or bad?" Frank asked as he placed his hands on his hips. "So good," Gwen replied as her concerns left her mind for the moment. Frank squealed before he took a seat next to her. Gwen's worries came flooding back as she looked at her feminized coworker that was turning her the way few guys did. She normally had full control of her feelings, which let her manipulate men who wanted her, but, now, she felt weak next to him. Gwen tried to assert herself, "You look good, Fran." "Fran?" Frank said before laughing. "Well Frank doesn't seem appropriate." "Yes, but Fran? I don't think it's a pretty name." Gwen smirked and said, "Fine, Francine it is." "I can live with that," Frank said as he ran his fingers through the hair of his wig. Gwen nodded and said, "Good. I don't want you to hate your name like me." "Why? Gwen's a pretty name." "Yes, Gwendolyn. It's horrible. It's my grandmother's name. I loved her, but not so much the name." "It's a pretty name." "Thanks. Others have said the same thing, but I just don't get the appeal." "You could have been named Geraldine or some slutty name like Tina." "I guess, but that doesn't help me with the name I've got." "Why didn't you change it when you became a reporter?" "It's part of who I am. You can't change the past." "Tell me about it." Gwen nodded and said, "Well, not to change the topic, but you've got a pretty home here, Francine." "Thanks my wife?.," Frank replied before trailing off. Gwen stared at Frank's eyes and asked, "What's wrong?" "I've never been with anyone since she's gone. I've never even thought about it." "That's natural. It's all a process." "That's what I've been told, but everything that's happened since just seems wrong." "Does this seem wrong?" "No. I don't know. I don't know what I mean," Frank replied as he rubbed his satin nightie before he placed his hands in his lap as he leaned back on the couch. Gwen smiled at him and touched his exposed arm. Frank felt a feeling of deep arousal as he looked at her hand. Gwen felt it to, but she knew they were both vulnerable at the moment. Gwen got to her feet and said, "I've got to go, Francine, but I'll be back. You can count on it." "I will," Frank said with a smile before his mind drifted back to thoughts about his late wife and the life they never had together. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- - The next day, Frank and Gwen hugged when they saw each other work. They tried to not talk about what had happened until after the newscast. Gwen used her time away from Frank to figure out why she was attracted to him. There was no denying the attraction, but the reasons confused her. She decided she had to explore it, no matter the consequences. She asked if she could go back to Frank's place as they got ready to leave the studio. Frank was happy to have come home with him, even though he was unsure if their relationship was merely a friendship between two girls. When they reached his apartment, Frank went and changed into the dress Gwen had bought him. Gwen smiled as Frank came out in his wig and placed on a little makeup. Gwen's eyes examined how the dress hugged Frank's body. She loved how it hung on him, but she badly wanted to peal it off of him. Frank sat down beside her and started to talk about his day at the studio. Gwen told him about what she had done there too, before she said, "This is nice." "This?" Frank replied. "Yes." "This talking," Frank said. "Well, that and you look great in that dress." "Thank you, but I'm nothing compared to you." "You think I'm attractive." "I can't see how I could think otherwise." "Oh, such a daring little girl to tell me that." "Stating this isn't too daring. So I don't think you can say I am?" "No, but I am," Gwen said as she leaned over him and kissed him. Frank and Gwen's eyes met as she stared down at him as they both processed what was happening. Gwen knew that Frank wanted her and she felt the return of her natural power. She stood up and pulled him off the couch before she led him to his bedroom for a night of passion. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- - The next morning, Frank and Gwen returned to work together. Gwen smiled at her lover as she placed her fingers between the pants of his suits and the black silk panties he was wearing. Frank smirked at her before they went to their separate offices to get ready for the evening telecast. Gwen and Frank smiled at each other as they were about to go on air. The telecast began, and they went back to work. They took turns reading news reports and talking to the field reporters. Gwen and Frank listened to one of the fluff pieces of soft news as they waited for the teleprompter to tell them the next story they were to recite. The reporter then said, "Back you at the studio." "Such a cute story," Frank adlibbed as he looked at Gwen before he realized what he had said. Gwen nodded and said, "Absolutely adorable." Regina gave Frank a strange look before he went back to reading the lines on the teleprompter. "What the hell was that?" Regina asked the director as the broadcast cutaway to another segment. Frank scratched at the back of his neck nervously as Gwen said, "Don't worry about it. Just be you." Frank smiled at her as the camera came back on them. Gwen heard her cue and read the next story before Frank spoke again. Frank read his lines without issue, but was careful to not say anything that did not appear on his teleprompter. The broadcast came to an end, and Regina came over to Frank and asked with a smirk, "Since when do you say cute?" Gwen answered for him, "Since today. I think it's the word of the day on his calendar." Frank shrugged and nodded before he walked off the set with Gwen. Frank joined Gwen in her dressing room where they shared a meal and talked quietly about the night before. Each was still trying to figure out what drove their mutual attraction. While Frank had always found Gwen attractive, he had never thought to act on it until he started to dress en femme. Gwen's attraction was more peculiar. Her attraction to Frank only happened when he was en femme. She was not attracted to the man she worked with. However, she felt aroused at the mere thought of him wearing panties. The more feminized she thought about Frank being, the more attracted she was to him. Gwen felt guilty about it, since she knew that while Frank was attracted to her regardless of what she was wearing, she was only attracted to Francine. The two parted ways to get ready for the second broadcast of the night. When the broadcast ended, they went back to Frank's place. Frank got himself ready as Francine for Gwen. While he did not understand why she was attracted to him en femme, Frank was not displeased. He enjoyed looking girlish and feeling the soft feeling of his female clothes as much as Gwen enjoyed seeing him in them. Frank came out of his bedroom in his nightie. Gwen's eyes opened wide before she walked towards him. Frank backpedaled playfully towards the bed before Gwen pushed him onto and joined him as she stripped off her clothes. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- - It was not long after they spent their first night together that Frank moved into Gwen's apartment. He put his apartment up for sale and took comfort sharing a bed with Gwen. Frank could not remember being as happy as he was being Gwen's best friend and lover. He cherished both positions, which Gwen did as well. Gwen had never had a lover as caring as Frank, and she had never cared as deeply about any man in her life. She tried her best to make Frank feel at ease when he moved in. Frank quickly stopped wearing men's clothing at home once he realized how much more attracted Gwen was to him as Francine. The strange attraction she felt for Francine no longer caused Gwen any concern. She accepted that it was just part of who she was as Frank accepted that being Francine was really what he wanted. Frank's nights as Francine bled over into his days. He noticed that his coworkers looked at him funny as he continued to use Francine's female mannerisms as he walked around the studio and sat behind the anchor desk. Gwen saw nothing wrong with it, but more than a few of his coworkers assumed that Frank was planning on coming out as a homosexual. Frank made frequent slipups into his Francine persona, frequently using the words cute, adorable and commenting at the end of fashion stories about various looks. Regina spoke with him about it, but the constant arousal he felt being Francine kept making him reveal that part of him, which he wished was all of him. As the end of the year came, Frank's contract was up for renewal. Regina gave him the bad news that his contract had not been renewed. The station claimed that it was necessitated by budget cuts, but they did not try to negotiate a lower salary for him. Consequently, Frank knew that it was increasingly feminine behavior on camera that forced the stations hand to get rid of him. Gwen was upset with the decision, but she knew that she could not change the station manager's mind. She went to see him instead about finding another job for Frank. She scheduled a meeting for herself, the station manager and Regina. The station manger, Josh Thomas, smiled and said hello to Gwen as Regina walked towards his door for the meeting. Thomas asked Gwen, "What can I do for you?" Gwen replied, "I was wondering if there might be a job at the station for Frank." "Frank's a good guy, but he's not testing well with the public." "I understand that, Mr. Thomas. I was thinking about an off camera job." "Like what?" Josh asked. "I was thinking he could be my assistant." "I don't think he'd do that," Regina responded. "I can get him to." "That's a girls' job," Josh replied. "Well, he's kind of girlish," Gwen replied. Regina laughed and said, "That's true, at least according to our focus group." Josh smiled and nodded, but he replied, "He wouldn't take the job. Even if we offered, he'd?" "I could convince him to take it." "How?" Josh asked before he realized how that Gwen had a relationship with Frank. Regina stared at her before a grin came across her face. "You two are sleeping together. Well, good for him, but I don't see why you need him to be your assistant." "Well, my assistant just took on another job with the station. I need another one. Frank's the perfect fit." "It would look odd seeing a guy doing that job," Josh replied. "What if he dressed as a girl?" Regina and Josh started blankly at Gwen before they turned to look at each other. Josh scratched his head as Regina replied, "He would never?" "He does it all the time." Regina and Josh's mouths were agape as they stared at each other. "How does he look?" Regina asked, curious about the answer. "Like a girl?" "And you sleep with him?" Josh interjected. "Yes, I love him that way." "Well, that's all well and good for the two of you, but we don't want any distractions in the workplace," Regina replied. "He won't be a distraction. Just give him a chance. Regina, you always liked him." "Frank's a good guy or whatever he wants to call himself." "He's still a guy, Regina. My Francine just looks like a girl." "Okay, this is getting confusing," Josh interjected. "Sir, I'm just asking to give him a chance." Josh decided to give Frank a chance as Gwen's assistant once he remembered that another station had been sued for firing its gay weather man. He could not believe that Gwen was dating a feminized version of Frank. He figured she was just trying to help her friend who only recently discovered he was gay. While Josh knew he could win the case, he did not want the distraction of it. He saw Gwen's offer as a way of avoiding the lawsuit and making it even less likely to succeed if Frank failed at his new job. Regina was less than thrilled with the decision. She figured that having Frank walking around the workplace in skirts would cause a distraction and make her subordinates uncomfortable. However, her concerns were overruled by Josh so she knew she would have to try to control the situation as best she could. Regina looked at Gwen once they were out of earshot and said, "You make sure that he's presentable as a woman and doesn't cause me any trouble." "You've got nothing to worry about," Gwen replied. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- - Frank felt jitters on his first day on the job as Gwen's assistant. He showed up at work beside her dressed in a black blouse and red skirt combination that was not unlike the outfit she was wearing. He followed Gwen to her office before he went to make sure that her clothing was ready for the evening broadcast. As Frank walked through the studio, he heard snickering over his appearance, but no one said anything mean spirited to him. He figured that Josh or Regina must have put out a memorandum requiring the crew to treat him in a professional manner. Despite the silence that greeted his feminized appearance, Frank knew that there were some on the set that were unhappy about his presence. He saw in the eyes of most of the men and a few of the women, a look of sheer disdain for him. He understood it, so he tried his best to keep his contact with them to a minimum. He stayed with those that accepted his feminization and was happy for their support. Gwen smiled as she saw how confident Frank was en femme and how much he enjoyed himself as he talked with various women in the studio. Gwen loved watching Frank act as her gofer as he took care of her needs before, between and after the broadcasts. As his first day came to an end, Frank and Gwen were left alone in her dressing room. "How did you like your first day?" Gwen asked. Frank smiled and said, "What do you think?" "You loved it." "Yes." "Even when I made you get me a soda?" "You know I love serving you. At home, at work, it's no different really." "You know how to treat a girl, don't you?" "I do my best," Frank said before Gwen kissed his red painted lips. "You do a great job," Gwen said as their lips parted. "Thanks," Frank said with a grin. "You really like this?" "I do," Frank said. "I can't understand why, but I'm so glad you do." Frank nodded as he thought back to that Halloween when he first cross- dressed. Wearing women's clothing had never crossed his mind before that, but, now, he was certain that he never wanted to wear anything but women's clothing again. His feminization had cost him a high profile job, but he felt more at ease in the role of his girlfriend's assistant rather than as her co-anchor. Being with Gwen brought him a sense of happiness that had been missing since his wife's death. Being at Gwen's beck and call made Frank feel a more intense arousal than he had ever experienced before. Frank felt that his life could never be better than it was at that moment. Gwen grinned at his beaming face and stood up and said, "I'm pregnant." Frank's eyes widened as he looked at her smiling face. After a brief pause, Frank clutched her before they shared a brief kiss.