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Politically Necessity By Trish. There are many ways to annoy the authorities with out breaking the law. Demonstrations, petitions, newspaper letter campaigns, asking MP's awkward questions in public, the list is endless but Rabbit inadvertently went too far and now everyone wanted him. The opposition wanted to parade him as the hero who hacked Number 10 and made public the proof that the government colluded in ballot fraud during the EU referendum. The law were after him because the government told them to, and the press wanted the story before the courts banged him up and threw away the key. When he did the hack, Rabbit only did it as a favour and in truth did not know or really care what he was revealing. He had taken all his usual precautions and felt sure his hack was almost impossible to trace, which made the authorities clueless efforts to find him at first all the more amusing. Eventually his amusement started to turn sour when the law started to make the impossible possible, and scarily began to close in on him. Eventually accepting that the law were going to find him Rabbit nervously dithered about what to do as the computer crime unit got closer and closer. Having finally decided it was time to leave the police promptly splashed his face along with a half dozen other suspected hackers all over the Sunday morning paper. The images had come from the cyber caf?'s where he had anonymously emailed the files to the press and he knew that it would not take them long to get a name to go with his picture. Rabbit didn't bother going home. Sure that if he trusted any of his computer business friends they would shop him in an instant he went to the one person he knew he could trust. And since she got him into this mess... Rabbit figured Jill owed him. He would never have been able to hack Number10 in the first place if she had not given him a copy of an email from the PM's office. "Oh I can get you out of London no bother?" Jill grinned after he told her his problem, "But you won't like how?" "At this point, I'll take anything that gets me well away from here?" Rabbit said cowering away from the window when a car cruised slowly past. "Yeah?" Jill laughed, "I guess you will?" "So what's the plan then?" "Easy. I deck you out in a set of leathers, boots, gloves and a lid. Then put you on the back of our Bill's Harley and take you with us when we set off to the TT." "That will never work. You're in politics, and a back ground check on me is bound to turn up that you knew me, and once you are on their radar they'll know you are leaving town and take a look at your bikes passenger?" Rabbit said, "All that will do is just get you lot into trouble?" "With anyone else it would not work, but in your case, I know I can make it so they won't even consider looking at you?" "How?" Rabbit asked clearly not believing her. "That's easy, we make sure they think you're a girl!" Jill laughed, "I saw you dress up as a girl at university fancy dress parties and know I can get you looking like a hot biker chick. Trust me, dressed in a pair of four-inch heels, skin tight girlie leathers and clinging to my brother they'll just ignore both of you. I'm clearly a girl so if they pull anyone it's going to be Ian (her boyfriend) or most likely the twins in the van." "Oh!" Rabbit blanched in fright. The idea of being in public dressed like Jill just described was terrifying. It was one thing to crossdress for student fancy dress parties but what Jill had in mind was something entirely different... "You're right I don't like it," Rabbit said blushing when Jill's logic beat back every alternative he suggested, "But, I guess you're also right about it being a good way of getting me out of London. Jesus!" He had a stark choice, be a girl or spend a long time in prison and shrugging in capitulation he said, "Okay what do I have to do?" "Well other than learning to smile, not much, mainly learning to walk and getting comfortable enough to wear the clothes and a pair four inch cum fuck me heels for a couple of days!" Jill laughed, "As for the rest we'll cover that as we get to it." Glancing at Rabbit's alarmed expression Jill grinned with her brain lighting up with an idea and said, "I know it's not yet lunch time Rabbit, but from the look of you, you need a drink?" Standing she brushed off her skirt and for the first time looked at him through the eyes of her former profession. In the months since she had seen him stress and fear had shrunk him from a short, podgy lank haired nerd, to a slender almost willowy figure that was perfect for what Jill had in mind. With a little effort and time Rabbit could become just the sort of sexy transvestite her brother dreamed of having on his 'bird perch.' Mixing two drinks, making sure that Rabbit's was a lot stronger Jill considered her options. Rabbit had been a good guy and useful tool but now he was a landmine capable of sinking her political ambitions dead if he was asked under oath if there was anyone else involved in the 'Eurogate' scandal. Breaking the ice Jill asked if he had ever dressed up as a girl before? Answering only for student fancy dress parties Rabbit eventually admitted when she pushed that he enjoyed the dressing up, "I guess there's a bit of a tranny in every bloke?" Having chattered round the subject seeing her chance Jill said. "Keep that thought in your mind, if you can. I want you keep telling yourself over the next couple of days that you're dressing and acting like a girl because you like being a girl." "Err, okay?" Rabbit said dubiously, "Why?" "If you can make yourself believe that you like being a girl, then come the stress of being scanned by the all CCTV getting out of town you'll be a lot less likely to inadvertently give off some obvious masculine indicator." Rabbit nodded, "I can try to do that." "Good!" Jill smiled, weighing him up over her drink. For Jill the moment she got the idea of hiding Rabbit as a girl it occurred to her that as well as keeping him away from the courts and press, it would also solve the other potential landmine waiting to sink her ambitions. A feminised Rabbit offered the perfect solution to the troublesome issue of her brothers somewhat strange lifestyle and tastes. Although in one respect having an award winning motorcycle, builder, restorer and racer was good press, his sexual predictions were not! Although Jill had been involved in politics since her teens her political career had not reached the point where she attracted press interest but she knew that if as expected she was selected for a safe seat in the approaching election then that would change. Astutely Jill saw the advantages of putting both her problems together, more than out weighed the downsides. Bill's new workshop was about as far away from the centre of power in Britain as you can get, making it the perfect place to hide Rabbit. Whether Rabbit would like living as Bill's 'bird' did not really concern Jill. After the hassles he caused her at University the darker side of her mind saw it almost a bonus if he didn't! She knew her brother would relish teaching his passenger to like being his kind of girl. "Well shall we make a start?" Jill said once his face had taken on a boozy glow. "Start?" Rabbit said shrugging. "Yeah!" Jill nodded, "To get you ready to pass on a glance is going to take every minute of this week because ready or not we're leaving for the TT Thursday morning," Holding out her hand she added, "Come along lets get cracking, and you'll need to get used to answering to a girls name. At the motorway toll we're bound to attract the electric eyes so what you do is draw attention. So long as you look and behave like the kind of girl someone like Bill would have perched behind him, they won't be looking at your face," Laughing she asked as she chivvied Rabbit to her bathroom. "Any idea's or shall I just start calling you Cheryl?" "Cheryl," Rabbit said looking at her with a blank expression. "Yeah," Jill laughed, "I like the name and you look like Cheryl to me. Shrugging Rabbit said with a forced laugh, "Er... Looks like I'm Cheryl then." "Fair enough," Jill said, "On the right!" Following Jill into her bathroom Rabbit felt safe and actually relaxed for the first time in ages. Sure what she had in mind was kind of scary, but there was also something kind of naughtily exciting about the idea of being a girl in public. Opening a cupboard door, Jill handed him a razor, shaving foam and a bath bomb saying. "There's loads of hot water Cheryl, so toss in the bath bomb, and take a long soak. While you're in there I want you to shave all the hair off your arms, pits, chest and legs. Now don't worry about your head hair I'll sort that when I get back?" "From where?" Rabbit said sounding alarmed. "Shopping for you!" Jill laughed. "Don't worry I'll only be a half hour or so? Here," she passed him a shopping bag, "Put all your clothes in here, and I get rid of them." Leaving Rabbit to get his bath sorted, Jill made him another stiff drink, and then clambered into her attic to find her professional make- up kit and a pair of false boobs. Leaving everything she would need in the spare room she quickly made up a shopping list, before sticking her head round the bathroom door to check he was doing as she said. Grinning at Rabbit in a bath full of bubbles with his third stiff drink of the afternoon, Jill snatched up the bag containing his clothes calling. "Won't be long." Tossing his jacket, keys and empty wallet in to her bag with the rest of his things Jill ditched them in the convenient recycle skips at a near by enormous supermarket complex. Purchasing a blonde hair dye, setting lotion, enough cosmetics to make up a basic 'holiday' vanity case Jill called her brother while waiting for a till. Strolling into clothing department she found a pair of size seven high heels and then spent a little longer than intended selecting him an outfit. With a final addition of a pack tights and a selection of panties and matching bra's Jill was on her way home. Although not drunk Jill had fed him just enough booze to negate most of his inhibitions and Rabbit was feeling happily blitzed as he wallowed in the bath. When Jill got back, and she wasted no time washing the blonde dye into his hair. Giggling when she heard Rabbit sighing with pleasure as she worked the chemical into his scalp, "If you like me playing with your hair Cheryl, just wait until I get round to styling it." With the hair dye working Jill picked up her tweezers saying, "Sit still," and went to work on his eyebrows. Never the most hairy of blokes it did not take long to pluck his eyebrows into a pair of slender crescents. Grinning at him Jill chuckled, "You know you're going to make a really good looking girl Cheryl?" "Think so?" Rabbit said. "I know so honey," Jill nodded, feeling a sudden rush of sexual pleasure from turning a boy into a girl... Like her brother she had a kinky side and as she began Rabbits transformation she came to realise that what she was doing was an enormous turn on for her. Having railed against the strictures of expected feminine behaviour all her life, the opportunity to impose those same strictures on a male, opened doors in her mind that she did not know existed. Aware that her panties were clinging damply to her hypersensitive pussy Jill spent the entire afternoon rocked by intense mini-orgasms that almost cracked her aura of confidence... Briskly rinsing out the dye and conditioning Rabbit's hair Jill wrapped a towel round his now blonde locks and bullied him upright, laughing, "Cheryl, you're a girl now so you've nothing to be ashamed of!" Rabbit had done a pretty good job of shaving, and it did not take Jill long to run her razor over the area's he missed. The razor on his skin had felt oddly erotic when he had shaved his arms and legs, but Jill's gentle touch was down right sensual resulting in a predictable reaction. Giggling as she cleaned her lady shave, Jill swatted his erection with a flannel commenting, "Not very feminine Cheryl is it?" Rabbit blushed. "If you think that felt good just wait until I do this?" Jill laughed again and started smothering him in moisturising cream, which almost had him at the brink. Finally she wrapped a soft robe round his body and towel round his head. Grinning she passed him a pair of matching slippers saying. "I think you need a quick cuppa to calm down a little before we crack on Cheryl?" Sounding a little overwhelmed Rabbit nodded, blushing wildly as he said, "That would be nice Jill?" What Rabbit originally assumed was going to be an couple of hours looking like a girl on the back of a bike over the weekend had suddenly become much more. Certainly it had already gone way further than even his most complex female fancy dress, which was kind of worrying, but in a strangely hopeful way. Not only was he enjoying the pampering he was by now itching to see his reflection. Unsure how he felt, he was turned on and yet felt kind of silly dressed as he was and hoped Jill knew what she was doing. Her gossip about the increasing police interest in him was chilling. "They've isolated your picture along with two others, and its all over the news Cheryl." Rabbit could have screamed at her. Jill appeared to find the surreal situation he was in hilarious, and was chortling about how much she was going to enjoy parading him right under their noses. "It's not funny Jill?" "I know?" She chuckled kicking herself for dropping her guard, "But you've got to admit that getting you ready to pull off the deception is a lot of fun?" "Well yes may be, but?" "No buts Cheryl, remember you've got to keep telling yourself that you're dressing as a girl because you like it?" "I'm trying?" Rabbit said. "Yeah I know," Jill chuckled passing him a cup of tea. "Very trying?" Trying to follow Jill's joking pointers about how to sit and hold his cup, Rabbit did not at first notice when she brought out her scissors. Seeing them poised he was about to say something when Jill moved behind him and started unwrapping his hair. One glance at her expression told him that she had barely started yet. Wondering how the hell he had got in this mess in the first place, Rabbit tried to tell himself he liked this, and even found him self humming along to the tune Jill was mumbling as she started snipping at his long hair. Feeling that weird sensation that was a mix of apprehension and expectation when he saw the colour of the hair she was snipping from his head. Gasping, as he comprehended that his hair was no longer brown but blonde and very blonde at that! Jill just made things worse when she giggled, "Like it Cheryl?" Rabbit could not answer her and mumbled something, which Jill took as an affirmative as she answered. "Yeah me to sweets. Ever since that fancy dress I've thought that you'd really suit bimbo blonde hair," With a chortle in her tone she added, "And trust me you do!" Although Jill would have liked to spend some of the time teaching Rabbit how to replicate what she was doing she working to a deadline. Jill definitely wanted Rabbit looking completely Cheryl well before Bill turned up. For one she did not want Bill meeting Rabbit unless he looked completely feminine and hopefully with enough time to got used to his outfit and wearing heels before his soon to be 'boyfriend' arrived. Trying to quell the rush of warmth in her belly at the thought of watching the notoriously straight Rabbit kissing and carrying on with her bisexual brother. Satisfied with his hair Jill quickly sectioned it onto her heated rollers and doused each with setting lotion. Setting down her hairdressing tools, Jill washed her hands and giggled lifting a needle and a couple of earrings from a dish of antiseptic. "I'm going to have to pierce your ears Cheryl all girls wear earrings so it's a must?" Resigned and yet pleased at the same time Rabbit blushed, "Okay?" Feeling really strange with things spiking his scalp. Piercing his ears did not hurt in the slightest although the sensation of having four rings hanging from his lobes was even weirder than his scalp! "Someone likes this?" Jill joked, waving a make up brush at Rabbit's tent like robe. "Got a secret make up fetish have you Cheryl?" Seeing his blush she added, "Oh I see you do, marvellous..." Rabbit felt like being sick. She had exposed something he always denied, having always complained that make up made his face itch when in reality he found wearing it incredibly erotic. Just from the time and the number of different products she used was enough to tell Rabbit that Jill was going to town with his make up. "Not bad Cheryl honey, not bad at all," Jill said with a satisfied smile, as she teased his hair off the rollers and shaped it in to a 'biker-chick' blonde shoulder length bob. "I might take a wee bit more off the fringe sides later but for now," she giggled, "Lets get you stairs and into something suitable for the pretty thing you're brushing up to be?" Feeling more interested that embarrassed, Rabbit nodded, and said excitedly, "Lets?" An hour and another stiff drink later he was standing somewhat unsteadily in front of the mirror in his new three-inch heels and Rabbit could not believe he was looking at himself. The blonde girl reflected back at him was radically different to the reflection he was used to, and it took him a while to accept that he really was the tarty girl wearing a short black skirt, shimmering tights and red sleeveless high- necked top. The clothes combined with 'her' blonde hair, well made up face and heels presented an image that was about as far from Rabbit's normal unkempt appearance as you could get. The girl, 'Cheryl' facing him in the mirror looked like she took a lot of time and care over her appearance, something that was an alien concept to Rabbit. "Still think it will never work Cheryl?" Jill chortled delightedly as she watched his emotions playing over his face as he examined his new image in the mirror. Running his hands over his new curves Rabbit said, "Christ Jill I could almost fancy myself?" He shook his head, "This is all kind of surreal... Yes I knew I looked pretty good dressed as a girl but this... Wow?" "That was kind of the intention Cheryl," Jill laughed. The sensations of the oddly heavy false boobs filling the long-line bra bouncing around and swaying as he moved this way and that to study his reflection sent shivers up Rabbit's spine. Normally he avoided mirrors, but dressed like this he liked what he saw. "That's enough of being a vain cow love," Jill said more seriously. "It's half five already? If you want to do in here and the bathroom, I'll clean up the kitchen and throw something together for dinner when our Bill gets here?" "Bill?" Rabbit, went bright red. "Yeah. I've not asked him if he'll carry you yet and," she gave Rabbit a knowing look, "You Cheryl need to get used to being a girl around him especially and people in general to stand any chance of being relaxed enough not to draw any undue attention." Apprehensively Rabbit nodded, and reluctantly turned away from the mirror. The heels were an inch or so higher and much narrower than he had worn before, but after a wobbly half hour or so Rabbit was starting to walk smoothly. Commenting when he walked into the kitchen carrying all the rubbish from the bathroom and bedroom, "These shoes aren't as bad as I thought they would be Jill?" He was feeling pretty pleased with himself until Jill said sharply, "You're walking like a bloke! Smaller steps, and from your hips, not your shoulders and keep your dammed head still Cheryl?" "Oh?" Rabbit deflated, "What am I doing wrong?" "Like this," Jill said, walking to the front door and back. "Head up, tits out, walking from my hips along a straight line with short steps," Patting Rabbit on his skirted bum she laughed, "To the door and back walking like I did please Cheryl?" With a drill sergeants eye for detail Jill kept Rabbit walking up and down until she was satisfied that he was moving how she wanted. At first it was kind of fun but it did not take long before he was ruing his comment about the shoes not being so bad because his calves and feet were killing him. When Jill noticed she commented unsympathetically, "You'll get used to them... Again!" As he walked up and down Jill kept up a stream of conversation, listening to his answers carefully before mentioning "The only major problem's going to be your voice if the Plod ask your name?" "My voice?" Rabbit said starting to feel like he was running a marathon. "Yeah, its to deep?" "How about this then?" Rabbit said, mimicking the newsreader Fiona Bruce's breathy tones added, "Hello I'm Cheryl?" "Better," Jill grinned, "Can you keep it up for long?" "Don't know?" Rabbit shrugged just about holding to the same intonation, "I've never tried for longer than a punch line?" "Try..." Jill grinned, adding in what Rabbit was coming to think of as her teacher tone. "Now what's your name miss?" "Cheryl," Rabbit said. "Cheryl what?" Jill asked back. "Cheryl Bruce?" Rabbit said, trying to answer her questions conversationally while keeping up his newsreader impersonation and still manage to keep his movements with in Jill's prescribed boundaries. "Not sure about the name love but you're moving much better now Cheryl," Jill said suddenly satisfied, "You're swaying as you walk and keeping your head up. Got much left to do upstairs?" "Hoovering is about it?" Rabbit answered, looking forward to slipping off his shoes and doing the hovering it in his stocking clad feet. "I can do that after I do my bedroom tomorrow," Jill said, waving at the table, "Grab the cutlery and lay up will you love?" She glanced at the clock, "Bill should be here any time now." Almost on cue the doorbell rang, and Jill grinned at him saying, "Chin up Cheryl, and for gods sake put a damsel in distress smile on that pretty face of yours?" "Yes Jill," Rabbit said with a strange smile. Although Jill's idea to smuggle him out of London dressed as a biker chick had seemed terrifying at first, the longer he spent wearing a skirt and heels the more he came to enjoy the sensations being dressed as a girl. It was a totally different feeling to when he had gone to fancy dresses then he had clearly been a tubby bloke in a skirt but this time the person reflected back at him in the mirror was a girl and Rabbit could not decided if he found the feeling erotic or just incredibly satisfying. There was even a thrill in the humiliating realisation that he looked unquestionably feminine... which was kind of scary as in a few moments he was going to meet a total stranger as a girl for the first time. Standing as Jill called, "Hey Cheryl come and meet my kid brother Bill," He watched as a tall sturdy looking bloke wearing a pair of tatty jeans and a Motorhead tee shirt followed her in. He was complaining bitterly about getting ticketed by the parking Nazi's that afternoon and at first did not see Rabbit standing by the sofa. Looking towards them Rabbit shyly blushed and said sheepishly, "Hi." Bill casually pushed his mop of unkempt dark hair from his face and grinned. Although physically as different as chalk and cheese, the moment he saw the simile Rabbit could see the family resemblance and added with a blush. "Hello, I'm Cheryl?" His Fiona Bruce impersonation slipped a little as he added, Shall I put the kettle on Jill?" At the sound of his voice, Bill's face lit up with interest as he said in his best Leslie Philips tone "Ding dong?" Giving Rabbit a 'no you don't' smile Jill laughed, "Relax I'll get it Cheryl." Walking forward Bill grinned and held out his hand. "I'm Bill Gregg." Rabbit felt himself blushing all the more as Bill eyes trawled over his feminised form. He knew from personal experience the kind of thoughts that went with such a look, and although it felt very wrong to be looked at like that by another bloke it was also kind of thrilling. Bill's palm was roughly calloused, and he kept hold of Rabbit's hand for what felt like an age. The contact made Rabbit blush all the more as he felt Jill's brothers eyes appreciatively roaming over his feminised body. Grinning Bill somewhat reluctantly let his hand lose, and said waving at the sofa, "Shall we Cheryl?" "Deep breaths, deep breaths," Rabbit told himself as he whispered sounding as startled as he looked, "If you want?" Getting regarded as eye candy by a burly bloke was really freaky and Rabbit fell more than sat in the chair. "So do you know what she flapping about then Cheryl?" Bill chuckled, "Because from how she sounded on the phone I expected to find our Jill chasing to catch her own arse?" Rabbit did not know what to say, and was saved from having to come up with something when Jill walked in laughing. "That's not a nice thing to say about me Billy?" "May be not?" He grinned, "But true all the same, so what's the fuss?" Jill grinned and winked at Rabbit. "You know I mentioned I knew computer nerd who hacked number 10 and started all the fuss about government being in on the electoral fraud in the papers?" Bill nodded, "Yeah, so what they caught him or something?" "Jesus, don't you read the papers or watch the news?" Jill said sounding a little exasperated. "Not unless I have to?" Bill shrugged, "Its all just meaningless shit?" "God it must be nice to live in your little world!" Jill snapped. "It is," Bill grinned, winking at 'Cheryl.' Realising from his smirk that her brother was goading her Jill smiled sweetly saying. "No they've not caught him... Yet." Rabbit felt a sickening chill run up his back as he realised that the somewhat sketchy plan Jill had cooked up depended entirely on Bill agreement. "So what it got to do with me?" "The law are close to tracing him Billy and I don't want that happen so I've disguised him," She grinned and pointed at Rabbit, "What do you think?" "And there was me thinking you'd brought me a potential girlfriend?" Bill laughed, holding up his hand when Jill gave him a look of daggers adding, "Sorry Jill, I could not resist that? You we're saying?" Jill gave him a murky look and said coldly. "This is serious Bill?" "Aye, I know?" Bill smirked, "So what do you want?" "Your help in getting Cheryl out London?" Jill said. "What's in it for me?" Bill grinned. "Cheryl here decorating your bike when we go to the TT?" Jill chuckled. "Well then..." He grinned at Rabbit, "That's not going to be a chore?" "Didn't think you would," Jill said with an imperceptible wink that only her brother recognised. "For how long?" Bill said scratching his unshaven face thoughtfully. Although he adored needling his ambitious older sister when the chips were down he would do anything for her. "Because with taking in the bike museum, the races, and that stately home you want to visit, if they are suspicious about your connection to the nerd, then losing a passenger would be like waving a flag saying, "Look here?" and then there's CCTV units on the Island as well." "Yeah, I know, but they should not be a problem as we don't want to attempt to avoid the CCTV hell we want you to be seen as the whole plan hinges on you and Cheryl making sure that anyone who sees you thinks she's nothing other than your girlfriend?" Rabbit blushed stuttering in his own accent. "Girlfriend?" The siblings swapped a secret smile before Jill said, "Yeah girlfriend, or wife may be, as a wedding and engagement ring will go a long way in selling the ruse?" "Yeah..." Bill glanced at 'Cheryl' with an anticipatory smile nodding, "Okay...I'm game," Before asking Rabbit, "How do you feel about this Cheryl?" "Scared?" Rabbit admitted. "Naw don't sweat it doll," Bill grinned, "It won't be difficult." Being treated as a girl by Bill, addressing him she and her, felt really wrong and by the time they sat down to eat Rabbit felt a little like he was on an emotional sea-saw. The certain simplicity of Jill's plan was a relief, and since her choice of disguise was an intensely stimulating experience there were moments when he felt almost giddy with contented relief. Unfortunately at the other end of the spectrum was his abject self-disgust about being manoeuvred into a situation where everything hinged on him putting his heterosexuality to one side and convince every one that he really was Bill's girlfriend. As they ate, Jill and Bill were still bickering about the value of a wedding ring over just an engagement ring amongst other things, most of which had nothing to do with Rabbit's situation. Half listening to their conversation, Rabbit tried to untangle how he felt. Annoyingly he found it impossible to follow a chain of thought, when ever he started getting somewhere he would lose track as the enormity of how he would be expected behave around Bill erupted into his mind. Eventually Bill noticed his distraction and said pulling their conversation back to where it started about wedding rings. "What do you think Cheryl, would you rather play my girlfriend, fianc? or wife for the CCTV camera?" Rabbit shrugged, and said. "Marital status is on the driver database, so fianc? would probably be best since Jill seems to think that a ring should be in view," He blushed, adding sheepishly, "Well that's my thinking." "Good thinking, wrong accent Cheryl," Jill cheerfully chided, before grinning at her brother saying, "I've got mums ring upstairs if you want to use it Bill?" "Cheryl," Bill glanced at Rabbit with a glint in his eye, "Would you wear my mothers engagement ring for me?" Still swinging from humiliated and sickened to relieved and oddly excited Rabbit did not take in the depths of Bill's expression and being on the excited side of his emotions he nodded aimlessly as he got an idea. Although his Fiona Bruce impersonation did make him sound like a girl, it did not sound natural for any length of time. Frightened that his voice would be his downfall it had occurred to him that since he always found welsh accents easier to mimic he tried doing Fiona Bruce's intonation with a welsh lilt and said experimentally, "I'd would love to William?" "Oh I do like that," Jill said. "That Welsh accent make you sound miles better Cheryl! Try keeping to that and given where you live Billy, it reduces the likely hood of anyone considering a connection to Rabbit," She grinned and swapped a look with her brother adding, "Can you keep her practising while I fetch mums ring box with out falling into your chat up patter?" "Probably not!" Bill grinned, patting Rabbits thigh as he laughed, "You're too pretty to avoid it Cher. Anyway since we're supposed to be a couple, if I do so what, it just means we're doing it properly, and will be able to tell the same story if we're asked how we met... What do you think sweetheart?" Seeing Rabbit look when he called him 'sweetheart' Bill gave 'Cheryl' a cheeky wink and whispered with a boyish grin, "I'm your boyfriend remember?" "Yeah," Rabbit said apprehensively. "This is all kind of strange for me Bill." "Give it a couple of days and it will be fine," He grinned, "So tell me sugar how does a pretty little thing like you come to be public enemy number one?" "By knowing your sister!" Rabbit said wryly surprising himself with an almost humours comment. At first if was difficult to hold his welsh accented tone but as he got used to it the accent became easier. Explaining how he had flippantly commented to Jill that if he had a email identity to chase he could pretty much crack any network with an Internet connection. "And Jill challenged me to prove it." "How?" Bill asked to the sound of Jill banging round upstairs. Rabbit shrugged. "Jill gave me a copy of an email. I didn't know it was the PM's political secretary's ID, and after flagging it, it was a piece of cake to wait until it was on line and in use to do the hack. I just ghosted the documents folders and passed them on to Jill as proof..." "And then?" Rabbit did not get a chance to answer as Jill bounded back in and tossed her brother a small box, saying a little breathlessly. "Down you get big boy I want to see you proposition your intended!" "Never going to happen, " Bill said grinning as he added. "But what the hell," and abruptly stood. With a toothy ear to ear grin he dropped to one knee and popped open the box, saying, "Cheryl would you consent to be my wife?" Stunned, Rabbit's eyes went wide astonished at Bill's play acting before pulling himself together when Jill laughed. "You're supposed to say yes and hold out your left hand Cheryl." Bill just about heard the croaked, "Yes," but did not mistake the proffered left hand. Slipping the ring on to the third finger, Bill chuckled, "You're mine now Cheryl," and stood up saying to Jill, "This deserves a drink, what you got Jills?" "A can or two and what's left of a half bottle of vodka." "I'll have a beer, and Cheryl will have what ever you're having," Keeping hold of Rabbit's hand he sat back beside him smiling at the look of shock in 'Cheryl's' face. Hardly noticing the fact that his hand was entwined in Bill's work calloused fingers, Rabbit could not take his eyes off the sapphire and diamond ring decorating his left hand. Recognising 'Cheryl' was distracted Bill tentatively slipped his arm round his new bird shoulders. He could feel 'her' quivering for a few seconds before 'she' relaxed and accepted/submitted to being cradled by his side! He could feel her unfamiliarity with her situation and it turned him on... Bill was going to enjoy this one... Jill had found him just the kind of novice girl he had always wanted to find, and best of all 'she' was highly motivated to adopt and perfect the sort of behaviour patterns he always dreamed of in a girlfriend. Bill's perfect 'girl' regardless of original gender had to be hot, horny and affectionate with a willingness to accept her 'womanly' roll and submissively defer to his decisions. Although born in the late 1970's Bill was an unashamed male chauvinist who firmly believed that women of any genetic gender should ignore all the feminist claptrap and dedicate her life to making their man's happiness her primary concern! Not wanting to try his luck to far to fast, Bill settled comfortably back with 'Cheryl' snuggled to his side. Sensing the apprehension running through the sweet scented body wrapped in his arm, he laughed, "I know you're a computer type Cheryl? Where did you study?" "UCL and Cambridge, which is where I met Jill," Rabbit said with a shrug. "Yeah and I hated you," Jill laughed passing her brother a beer, and setting Rabbits vodka and coke in front of him before sitting in the armchair opposite. "Hell I even put a formal complaint into the college about the electrical interference when you were testing your project." "It was a little rocky at first wasn't it?" Rabbit smiled, "But we got on a wee bit better when we bumped into each other in town when the electricity went down after the mad mullahs bombed the power station." "Only because I was shit scared, and you were the only person I recognised..." Jill laughed. "I'm surprised she ever spoke to you again," Bill laughed, "Our Jill's not one for forgetting a grudge." "Ha!" Jill laughed waving her drink around with a laugh, "I had motivation... Just wait until you taste Cheryl's cooking little brother because you'll never want to let her go!" Bill laughed, but behind the laugh Jill could see his mind working and when he looked at her pointedly she imperceptibly nodded and gave him a sly wink. Although she was pretty sure Rabbit/Cheryl still thought this was an elaborate deception to get him out of London, Jill felt sure her brother was already seeing things differently and hopefully had every intention of making Cheryl's girlfriend roll a reality! Oblivious to Jill's expression, Rabbit was finding himself feeling far more comfortable than he knew he should. Sure it felt a little strange to have to crane his neck to look at Bills face and have his strong arm around him but it did feel very comforting.... Again like seeing himself as Cheryl, Rabbit knew he should not like how he felt, and yet the sense of security he felt in Bill's arm was beguiling. Trying to work out why he felt increasingly comfortable nestled against Bill, Rabbit at last saw Jill watching. Giving her a smile he squeezed Bill's thigh lightly and shyly said, "Err may I?" He flicked a forefinger at his drink. "Opps! Bill laughed freeing his grip, "Forgot about that, sorry babes." "Babes!" Rabbit blushed and then smiled unsure of what to say as he reached for his glass. Shuddering momentarily when Bill's hand roamed on his skirted thigh. God it felt nice, the sensation of having powerful hand resting in such a masculine possessive way on his leg brought a hot rush of blood to his face. Seeing Jill's look Rabbit knew it was pointless trying to hide his immediate blushes when he sipped his drink. The feeling was like nothing he had ever felt before and the sensation of Bill's work calloused palm though his nylon tights sent stars spinning in front of his eyes when his 'boyfriend' absently caressed his thighs as he chatted Rabbit up... Jesus did it feel dammed nice... Watching from the armchair Jill gave Bill a secret smile. Just as she had hoped Bill was clearly falling for Cheryl, and knowing just what a charming bastard he could be she did not expect Rabbit to escape a future as Cheryl at her brother's place on the Isle of Anglesey! They would make a good couple as well. Even in three-inch heels 'Cheryl' had to look up into Bill's face and Rabbit's slender stature meant dressed as a girl he looked perfect entwined in her scruffy Adonis brother's arm. One look at Rabbit's fascinated expression told Jill that her brothers chat up patter was working. Unlike Rabbit however Jill knew Bill well enough to read his intentions in his face, and confirmed her suspicions when she saw he almost certainly had a hard on in his pants. It was a hard on that Rabbit was alarmingly aware of, and it was made worse by the fact that he was equally turned on... Even to someone who thought he was as straight as Rabbit believed he was, Bill was a very good looking bloke and he had found himself idly wondering more than once in the last hour what kissing Bill's bristly face would feel like with his erotically painted red lips? Having never had a gay or bisexual thought in his life Rabbit found the idea's that were fizzing about his mind very embarrassing and decidedly wrong. He was a bloke for gods sake and blokes weren't supposed to feel like this about other blokes! Oblivious to Rabbit's internal angst, Bill slugged at his beer continuing to charm 'Cheryl' while arguing with Jill about the TT trips itinerary and proposed route. On the coffee table Jill spread out a road map of the island and this years TT program, marking the various event locations. Content in Bill's arm Rabbit snuggled close half listening to their conversation where they could watch the racing. It was not until Bill shifted saying he needed the loo, that Rabbit finally looked at their reflection in the mirror and was struck by the weird realisation that he actually liked being treated as a girl as much as he liked dressing as one. Normally he hated seeing himself, but dressed like this beside Bill he felt entirely different, and then the doorbell rang. Since Bill was on his way back from the loo, he called. "I'll get it," and reappeared a moment later saying. "Jill the Police are here to see you?" Giving Rabbit a glance over she nodded and said, "Ready Cheryl," as she walked to the door. Rejoining Rabbit on the couch, Bill whispered, "Try to be very affectionate Cheryl, look at me a lot, and smile because our Jill's going to tell the fuzz we've just got engaged," Over hearing what his sister was saying to the police, he called. "Hey Jill, if you want to talk in here me and Cheryl can always go the Nelson now, and you can catch us up later?" Rabbit could hear Jill's voice, "Come in please, can I get you a drink?" "No thank you," An older male voice said. Two policemen accompanied Jill as she walked back in saying. "This is my younger brother Bill and his fianc? Cheryl Edwards," Hiding a shiver of relief when the older copper nodded with out noting the information in his notebook she noticed that the only direct look aimed at Rabbit was an appreciative once over from the younger officer. The copper's look would have felt humiliating if Rabbit had not have been so scared! Preying he was not shaking Rabbit could have kissed Bill for keeping himself between 'Cheryl' and the plod. Sure that he had to do something to cement his female impersonation with the coppers Rabbit cast caution to the wind and telling himself, in for a penny in for a pound when Bill leant towards to help his 'girlfriend' up he wrapped his arms around Bill's neck. Hanging onto him he stood and hoping he was doing the right thing he could not suppress a mischievous giggle at the look of surprise in Bill's face as he brushed his red lips over his 'boyfriends' unshaven face. Bill surprise did not last for more than a split second before wrapping his arm round 'Cheryl' laughing. "Later sweetheart, lets leave our Jill in peace." Laughing lightly, Jill said, "Sorry about this but they think I might know they guy who hacked Number 10," She grinned at Bill saying. "Remember that weirdo who lived next door in halls the one who I was always complaining about, well they think is him..." Bill grinned swapping a bloke-to-bloke 'I'm getting laid tonight' smirk with the younger copper. The copper answered with an equally bloke-to- bloke 'well done mate,' matching smirk when Bill said giving Rabbit's bum a grope. "Come on love, let go the Nelson?" "So Miss Gregg, what can you tell us about him?" The senior copper said. "Not much really," Jill said adding as she sat. "Please sit down. Now let me see, his nickname was Rabbit but I'm sorry I don't recall his real name?" "Robert Warren," The other copper supplied, holding up a photograph from a CCTV camera. "Is this he?" "Yeah, that's him," Jill said, "He was kind of weird in that way really, really bright people can be?" "When did you last see him?" The senior copper asked leaving his junior colleague to take notes. "God... Let me think. I suppose around the start of the year. I'd seen him occasionally on the tube on and off for a couple of months I guess?" Jill shrugged. "We chatted once or twice briefly but as we never really got on I did not keep my eyes open for him," She noticed Bill hovering by the door and asked looking at him, "What?" Grinning at the coppers apologetically he asked, "Where did you put our coats?" "In the spare room," Jill said, turning her attention back to the coppers saying. "I think he usually got off at Paddington." With his big burly physique and biker look the coppers were not interested in Bill and by default the same was true of Cheryl... It was obvious that in the coppers eyes someone who looked a macho as Bill would never hide a fugitive bloke as his girlfriend... Escaping into the hall Rabbit let out a sigh of relief when he was no longer in the same space as coppers looking for him.... How on earth had they found Jill so quickly? Chortling, "Grab your bag love I'm thirsty?" Bill clomped up the stairs behind 'Cheryl' whispering that Jill's denim jacket would look good with his top and skirt. Grabbing one of her one of her old handbags, Bill hung it over Rabbit's shoulder adding once he was satisfied with how Rabbit looked, "As we leave I'm going to nosily kiss you at the bottom of the stairs, after I let you go I want you to call me love and ask if I mussed you, loudly enough to be heard in the front room, okay?" Terrified Rabbit nodded, and as they reached the bottom step Bill play snogged him whispering into Rabbit's ear. "Just in case that have someone outside when we get out, wind your arms round my neck just like last time and give me a long lingering kiss at the top the steps. Do that chick thing with your leg in the air and just trust me. I won't let you drop! When I put you down give me joking punch and a look. " Rabbit nodded and managed to say in his feminine welsh tone, "You didn't muss me did you love?" His tongue felt leaden, and he felt little sick and oddly comforted at the same time when Bill hugged him saying, "Course not Cher, can we go now sweetheart?" Wide-eyed Rabbit nodded as Bill took hold of his hand and called, "Catch you later Jill?" The front door closed behind them with a thump and Rabbit thanked the gods that it was dark for his first experience of the world as a girl. Shuddering at the thought of how he was going to have to behave for the next week or so, Rabbit put a brave face on his angst and tried to recall how girls had kissed him in this kind of situation. Forgetting just how sensual his feminised body was going to feel to Bill as he rubbed up against him Rabbit would have yelped when Bill responded with an obvious hard on. The sudden sensation of it pressing against his body shocked Rabbit, and he really had to force himself to keep his arms entwined around his supposed boyfriends neck... Yes there was also something kind of thrilling about kissing the unshaven face of his protector. Where Rabbit expected to just another acted kiss like in the hall, Bill had other idea's and treated it as very real kiss. Spinning 'Cheryl' round and round in an effortless display of strength as he pirouetted 'her' to the pavement as they kissed. Only when Rabbit was breathless and responding to the kiss did he eventually put his 'girlfriend' down. Mock whooshing as Rabbit punched him gently in the gut making Bill laugh loudly saying, "Come on love lets go celebrate, I want to show you and that ring off?" Presenting any invisible watchers with a completely convincing impression of a biker taking his new fianc? to the pub. Blown away, Rabbit managed to hang onto enough common sense to avoid the obvious give away of a stumble as he tip-tapped along, restrained at Bill's side by the brawny arm about his waist. It felt alien and wrong, and telling him self silently. "My name is Cheryl and I am a girl," like a mantra in his head Rabbit tried to keep up. Ignoring Rabbit's lack of familiarity with wearing heels Bill clumped along fast enough for his feet to have passed beyond painful by the time they reached the pub. Not being one of the pubs regulars other than a glance when they entered, they were left alone by the other customers allowing Rabbit to get used to being in such a public place. The place was definitely a boozer, and the drinkers were almost exclusively male and the difference in Rabbits perceived status was immediate. As a bloke he had been ignored, but dressed as Cheryl he could embarrassingly feel beery eyes lustfully weighing him up. Feeling both uncomfortable and uneasy mixed with the strangely nice sensation of his clothes Rabbit slipped into a window seat as Bill winked asking, "Lager and lime love?" Rabbit did not usually drink lager, and feeling brave just about managed to say sweeping back his skirt as he sat. "Cider, please honey." Guessing the reason for Rabbit's discomfort Bill chuckled quietly, "Get used to them Cheryl, because believe it or not you're a fine looking girl and if you were in here alone they'd," He nodded at the drinkers clustered at the bar, "Be all over you like shitehawks sweetheart," Grinning he added more loudly, "Half of cider it is love," and clumped to the bar radiating that 'she's' mine, hands off' aura. Setting a half of Bulmers in front of him, Bill sat down and took a large gulp of his Guinness chuckling about how the blokes at the bar had given 'Cheryl' an 8 out of 10 in the babe stakes. Oddly the comment amused more than shocked Rabbit, and he giggled before he sipped his cider, "If only they knew?" Bill chuckled, "Well I do and I give you a nine," he winked and added, "But there's no surprise there as I'm the one who put that ring on your finger!" He had such a boyish grin on his face that Rabbit had to laugh. "Yeah I guess you did?" Laughing loudly, Bill made no attempt at hiding his hand from the other drinkers as he plonked it on Rabbit's nylon covered leg, with half of his hand under the hem of his skirt. Strangely this time the contact felt oddly normal, and by the time Jill caught them up an hour later Rabbit was confidently laughing and teasing Bill. "Well I think I convinced them, but just in case they keep an eye on the house you'd best stop over Bill..." She gave him a quizzical smile and added, "If you're a gentleman you'll offer to kip on the couch, but since I know you're not Cheryl can sleep with me tonight." Bill nodded suddenly looking inordinately pleased with himself, but when asked what he was smirking about he just laughed. "Nothing really, just the surreal idea of my sister and my fianc? getting a lesbo scene going!" Obviously this resulted in a punch from Jill who laughed, "Give him a whack Cheryl!" Sheepishly doing as she asked Rabbit blushed all the more when Jill snickered, "Why is it that boys automatically assume just because two girls are sharing the same bed that we're going to turn lesbian?" The reason for Bill's smirks arrived about ten minutes later while he was at the bar fetching refills when Ian, Jill's boyfriend walked in. "Ian!" Jill said leaping into his arms, "What are you doing here?" "Looking for you," He grinned, giving her a kiss before glancing curiously at Rabbit asking. "Who's your friend?" "Ian, meet Cheryl, Cheryl meet Ian," Jill said hugging him again before grinning at Rabbit adding, "Ian's my boyfriend honey." Rabbit did not miss the strange look Ian gave them when Bill got back with the beers and promptly yanked him/her on to his knee saying. "Meet my girlfriend Cheryl." Rabbit did not want to know what Jill whispered to Ian but when she finished he gave 'Cheryl' a look and lewdly winked. The pub was filling up and Rabbit was starting to really enjoy being Cheryl but having been free for a while of that feeling of a sickening mixture of humiliation and embarrassment when it returned it returned with a vengeance. Leaving Rabbit perched on Bill's knee, feeling uncomfortable about everything and terrified about what people would say and think of him when they found out about this. Sensing his disquiet Bill made things temporally worse when he cradling Rabbit close and started whispering. "Relax babe, it will be fine," and other sweet nothings. Although Rabbit had to a degree come to terms, and found himself enjoying the physical sensations of dressing feminine, the thought of his network of computer super geeks finding out how much he liked this was horrifying. Making things even worse was the cold knowledge that even if he did get his life back his business would be ruined. In the man's world of the off shore drilling industry if it became known he avoided the authorities by posing a bikers babe he could kiss goodbye any hope of ever getting another computer upgrade contract... Whichever way he looked at it his old life was fucked! Recognising what was going on inside Rabbit head, Jill skilfully drew him back into the conversation. The distraction from his worries helped and little by little his fears began to fade. At first his welsh accent wavered a little, but as the terror receded it again started to sound more natural, making Ian say it reminded him of the actress Eve Miles who plays 'Gwen' in Torchwood. Judging Rabbit's state carefully Jill, said "I'm going the loo before we leave, coming Cheryl?" It was not a question, and Rabbit nodded remembering to pick up his handbag. Thankfully the ladies loo was empty, and in comparison the gents it was a surprisingly clean and pleasant place to be and Rabbit was about to mention this when Jill said with a twisted smile. "We've got a problem Cheryl. I've not seen Ian in a month and putting it bluntly I need to get laid, which means either Bill goes in with you, or one of you is on the couch?" "Oh!" Rabbit blushed with his mind a whirl. "Is that a blush of interest or fear of sleeping with my brother sweetie?" Jill snickered. "A bit of both I think?" Rabbit admitted, "But?" He could not believe he was saying it when he said. "Err, I guess I don't mind Bill sharing my bed?" He shrugged, "If they are watching us, then it's probably best for me to stay in roll?" Jill nodded, "Yeah there is that?" A faintly self-mocking expression of amusement flickered over Rabbit's face as he added, "And I might as well as get used to him now as later, since we'll be sharing a tent or a travel lodge room come Thursday?" Jill gave him a very quizzical look before saying. "Well there is that but for god and your virtues sake Cheryl. Watch him like a hawk because Bill might be my brother but I know he's a charming bugger with the sex drive of a tom cat and a habit of letting his cock think for him," Nodding at the stalls she added, "Shall we?" Rabbit nodded saying. "I'll be careful Jill." "Do!" Jill said her expression full of a sultry giggle as she added, "But if you're not to bothered about your virtue, I have it on good authority that my darling brother lasts like a Duracell in bed!" Unable to stop himself giggling along Rabbit/Cheryl laughed tipping her an equally lewd look, "He's out of luck then Jill, because I see myself as more the lipstick lesbian type?" "Yeah and I've heard that before," Jill giggled quietly from inside her stall, "And seen the results that a night with my brother has had on some of the butchest dykes you have ever seen, oh and sit for gods sake? Stand up for a pee next week and you'll instantly give yourself away?" "I have sat," Rabbit laughed, "But I'll be careful?" "Be very careful, and not just about standing to take a leek," Jill laughed, adding. "Welcome to the world of girl Cheryl. Here we are sat on the loo discussing our boyfriends." "Its different," Rabbit said flushing his loo, just before Jill did the same. Grinning when she reappeared, Jill nodded to the female voices by the door and whispered washing her hands, "Do what I do," Drying her hands she checked her face, and touched up her lipstick, giving Rabbit an encouraging look as two women walked in and found them primping vainly at the mirror. Their somewhat lewd chatter was something of a baptism of fire for Rabbit and he walked out with his face blazing at their description on the barman's performance in bed! Whispering to Jill as they returned to the 'boys,' "I never knew girls talked like that?" "That was nothing just wait until you here the topics of conversation in the girls showers at the TT honey?" Jill laughed. Although it took the police's arrival to force him out of the house. Even as a student Rabbit had disliked pubs, and being dressed as a girl in one was until he did it, a horrific idea. He felt sure someone would guess he was a bloke, and then during the ensuing fracas the police would arrive and his goose would be cooked! However at some point during the evening that changed and walking back with Bill's protective arm possessively about his body Rabbit admitted to himself that for the first time in his life he had actually enjoyed being in a pub! "Tea or hot chocolate?" Jill said when they got home. Bill and Ian broke their complicated discussion about Harley gearboxes and football to momentarily grunt, "Tea," before returning to their conversation. Flicking her eyes at the kitchen, Jill indicated Rabbit should join her, and said when they were in the semi privacy of the kitchen. "Would you mind if I told Ian the truth about you Cheryl?" "Why?" Rabbit asked no longer noticing his altered speech. "A couple of reasons," Jill said screwing her face up, "One he's much brighter than me, and is more likely spot any flaws in my plan. But the main one is I trust him and don't like keeping him in the dark, and since he was Bill's mate before my boyfriend I know he's broad minded enough to understand how you're feeling?" "Oh... Okay then?" The look she gave Rabbit left him in no doubt that she knew how much he had found he liked wearing girls things and being perceived at Bill?s ?girlfriend.? ?And how are you feeling?? Jill enquired with a silly giggle, ?And don?t say wonderful as it won?t be very helpful?? ?Feeling?? Rabbit said. ?Yes feeling?? Jill giggled, ?I know it?s a topic that until this morning you could afford to avoid, but you?re a girl now sister, and us girls talk feelings so come on unburden yourself before their majesties get restless?? ?Feeling? Confused mainly.? ?Confused about what?? Rabbit bushed, ?Err, liking this as much as I seem to?? ?Jesus?? Jill cocked her head and grumbled, ?We?ve been gone what two minutes and they?ve already got the weekends football highlights on the telly. Still gives us time to chat?? Smiling Jill propped herself against the counter and asked, ?When did the smile go from forced to real, because I?ve never see you as cheerful as you were walking back from the pub, and I must say you were decorating my brothers arm rather prettily?? Rabbit had to laugh at her pulled faces saying. ?God knows, but tonight was the first time I?ve ever really enjoyed being in a pub, and this,? he waved it how he was dressed, ?Must be part of it?? ?And our Bill?? Jill had that knowing look in her eyes and Rabbit knew he had no chance of lying his way out of it. Blushing brightly Rabbit said in a tumble of words, ?Well he is kind of funny and?? ?Cute in a scruffy manly Adonis way?? Jill supplied. ?I guess?? Rabbit shrugged, ?You could say that? Hell even I can see his a good looking bloke and with his charm he could pull anyone?? ?He did as a horny teenager," Jill laughed, ?But these days he?s picky, he likes them to be what he calls proper girls?? ?I wouldn?t say I was a proper girl Jill?? Rabbit giggled, ?Even if there were times tonight when I wished I was?? ?Don?t knock yourself Cheryl, after all he?s never seen the old you, and to our Bill you?re as real a girl as me?? That was both reassuring and worrying as a moment later Jill handed him a tea tray saying, ?Go give this to the boys honey, while I go get changed into something more comfy and find you a nightdress for later," She giggled and asked with a rude light in her eye, ?What do you fancy a sexy little wisp of a baby doll, or something less alluring?? ?Something plain and simple,? Rabbit laughed, ?I don?t want him to think I?m easy?? ?Fine?? Ian was looking at Rabbit with a look of astonished surprise when he brought in the tea tray. Seeing the paper in his hand Rabbit did not have to ask to guess that Bill had already told his mate the truth. Shaking his head Ian looked at the picture in the paper and then back at ?Cheryl? saying. ?Well I?ll be dipped in dog shit!? ?He told you then?? Jill said to Ian walking in behind Rabbit wearing filmy nightdresses and robe, adding. ?I?ve popped you a nighty in the spare room Cheryl.? ?Yeah," Ian said, ?Wow! So you?re the one who blew open the truth that the PM knew that the referendum was going to be rigged to a yes vote?? Rabbit blushed and nodded unsure of how he was feeling as he joined Bill on the sofa, unaware that he had automatically retreated into the safety offered by his ?boyfriends? hulking from. ?Shift you leg!? Jill said giving Ian an eyeful down the front of her nightdress as she picked up her chocolate and perched herself on his knee. ?You know you?re a bloody hero to most of us!? Ian laughed slipping his arm round Jill?s waist. ?T? Thanks," Rabbit said, hardly noticing that he had burrowed back under Bill?s protective arm. ?Its true," Ian said, ?And so long as they don?t discover that that you?re a tranny, there?s no way they?ll find you," He winked at Bill adding, ?Because you really do look the part and if mugging?s hadn?t told me, I?d have never have guessed you used to be a boy," He whistled and smirked naughtily at Jill as he added. ?And if I was that way inclined, and wasn?t already spoken for, I?d be sniffing after you doll!? Bill laughed, ?Hands off mate, Cheryl?s mine!? He lifted Rabbits left hand, clearly displaying his mother?s engagement ring on the third finger, adding. ?See she?s even wearing my mum?s engagement ring!? Noticing how Jill was using her body as a lure, Rabbit was not surprised that it did not take long before Ian said to her, ?Don?t know about you, but I?m knackered and ready for bed?? Winking at ?Cheryl? Jill giggled, ?You better not be that knackered, or I?ll be really pissed off with you!? ?So all alone now love?? Bill said giving Rabbit a squeeze. ?Yeah.? ?Want to tell me how you ended up here?? Bill asked adding with a kiss on the back of Rabbit?s head that gave him the shivers. ?Because I?m pretty sure that you didn't know you were a tranny before today.? ?Probably because I?m not a tranny," Rabbit said. ?Aren?t you?? Bill chuckled, ?You could fool me? I know enough to know that any boy who finds out that they enjoying being a girl too much as you did tonight is a tranny.? Commenting that it was pointless trying to get some sleep until Jill had sated her needs Bill kept the conversation on and around how much Rabbit enjoyed being Cheryl. He was very easy to talk to, and eventually Rabbit admitted, ?Perhaps you?re right Bill? Hell I don?t know any more?? ?Don?t you?? Bill teased, adding, ?They quit making a racket a half hour back, why don?t you go warm the bed up sweetheart," Feeling Rabbit tense he laughed lightly and said. ?Regardless of what our Jill might think of me, I?m not ruled by my cock and I know you?re not really by girlfriend? But if you find you might want to take things a stage further I'll tell you now I won?t say no to being with a girl like you!? Bill was the perfect gentleman, and Rabbit felt mildly slighted when he joined him in bed and with nothing more than. ?Night babes,? Bill rolled over an a few minutes later started snoring. Although Rabbit had felt sure he would not sleep, not much later he too was in the land of nod. Half waking up next morning with Bill snores in his ear spooned together in the middle of the bed. Rabbit snuggled back against him barely registering that one of Bill?s meaty paws was wrapped over him and rested on the false boob that was still cemented to his chest. Waking up fully when he became aware of something probing his satin covered bum, Rabbit almost leapt from the bed in horror, only he could not. His almost jump had half roused Bill, and reflex action tightened his hold on Rabbit?s body keeping him firmly in place. Mumbling in pleasure he ground his morning hard on into ?his? girls ass and all Rabbit could do was lie there feeling like he was burning with shame until Bill?s breathing again slowed back to snoring. Carefully lifting the arm off him, Rabbit heard movement outside followed by the sound of the bathroom door. Slowly slipping from the bed, he froze when he saw his reflection in the mirror. Wearing an ivory nightdress, with his sleep tousled hair and slept in make up he saw very little of the person he had seen in the mirror every other morning of his life? He looked like a girl and it stopped him in his tracks reopening the door in his mind that vied with his shame asking ?But is that such a bad thing, Cheryl...? A quiet knock and Jill whispering, ?Cheryl?? woke Rabbit from his internal deliberations and padding lightly over to the door with the nightdress caressing his hairless legs. ?Shesh!? He whispered unconcerned about trying to suppress the shiver of pleasure he got from the softness of the satin on his seemingly hypersensitive skin. Opening the door he found Jill grinning at him, and was about to say something when Jill held a finger to her lips, pointed at the robe and slippers he had worn the previous day before beckoning him to accompany her. ?Morning?? Jill said quietly as she put the kettle on, ?Sleep well?