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Joel's Story
By Robin Y.
I am normally not one to pick up stray kittens from a nightclub and bring
them home, but Julia was different and I felt as though I had known her
forever. I broke my unwritten rule and asked her to come over for a late
night drink and talk. The following is what happened.
She was so close to me I felt like I couldn't breathe. Her eyes focused on
my lips while her mouth opened slightly....reflecting light off of her scarlet
lips. I could feel my heart pounding and my ears were ringing. How could I
have gotten myself into this situation? I felt her hand behind my neck
pulling lightly as she moved her face so close that I could feel her breath
on mine. Oh my! I closed my eyes as I felt our lips touch....then, as if I
were melting, I felt myself molded against her body. As her tongue gently
poked at the crease between my closed lips I was washed over with a warmth
and desire I had never experienced before. As her tongue slid between my
lips I involuntarily began to suck on it. It tasted like chocolate mint. As
our tongues danced together....Julia slowly eased me across the room, our
heels clicking along the hardwood on my bedroom floor until she had the back
of my knees against the bed. As we momentarily separated I could see the two
of us in my Vanity mirror.....Julia with her back to the reflection. Her long
auburn hair hung to her shoulder blades and was full and well maintained.
Her two piece outfit consisted of a short sleeve top that had a princess
neckline and ended in a little flare where it overlapped her skirt on her
hips. Long legs made incredible with sheer Navy stockings...legs that ended in
tasteful 4" pumps. Julia smiled at me and whispered.
"I've been waiting for this moment all night....please don't make me wait any
longer," she begged with her long lashes fluttering and her lips pursed.
I hesitated. Apparently, Julia took my hesitation for uncertainly and
decided to stimulate a decision from me. I felt her hand brush up against
the front of my straight skirt.....it was obviously on purpose and when she
looked at me I didn't really react. I guess she took that to mean that I was
okay with it and she began to squeeze my now excited and oversized clit
through the skirt and panties. As she did this she kissed me again,
forcefully at first then more gently. As her tongue again invaded my
personal space I felt her other hand between us and she was gently massaging
my right breast. It is small, but it does get very stimulated since I have
been on my herbal regime. The combination of all that stimulation had me
whirling and I moved my lips away enough to whisper to her.
"Julia, I am crazy for you....but I think we shouldn't rush into things. I've
never been with anyone like you before and I really would like to go slow.....
(I paused).... With some of the...uh...more intimate things .....If you know what I
mean." I looked at her hoping that I hadn't completely put out the fire. I
didn't want our relationship to begin with impulsive decisions, but I did
want to explore the possibilities.
She looked at me with understanding and squeezed my privates.
"Am I going to have to show you some tricks about hiding that bulge or did
you let your clitty out earlier like I did?" She grinned sweetly.
"Uh...yes, I did let it out when I went to the ladies room before we left the
club...it was getting uncomfortable," I responded.
"Oh good! We will have to compare techniques sometime. Maybe I can help you
with your problem being uncomfortable."
We kissed again, but not with as much necessity.
"Would you like some wine?" I asked as I led her to the living room. "The
house tour is over for now."
She said a red wine would be nice and I poured us each a pinot noir as she
situated herself on the sofa. It was hard to imagine that she had the same
equipment as me....she was absolutely flawless.
We sat and drank wine and smoked some pot she had and we talked. We had just
met that night and I really didn't know much about her except the small talk
we shared at the club. I have been a lifelong cross dresser.....long before I
knew anything about transgender. I began to tell her how as a child I
thought I was the only boy to ever feel like he was a girl and I sneaked
around in my sisters things in total fear I would be caught.....as I reached
puberty I found that wearing something feminine stimulated all my
senses...including my budding sexual interests. Whenever I dressed in
something or tried on one of my sister's lipsticks I would get aroused. This
didn't slow my leaning toward the femme.
My mother once found a lipstick I pilfered from somewhere. It was hidden in
a sock drawer. She was all teary eyed when she confronted me about it and I
was ashamed. She offered to get me a psychiatrist (the last thing I wanted)
and cried it was her fault because she divorced my dad and kept me away from
him. Being surrounded by women my whole life probably did create an
appreciation for feminine things, but I never did 'blame' anyone or anything
for my feelings. They were and are my feelings and that is what I have to
live with if I am to remain sane. I gave her some lame excuse that I can't
even remember. What I do remember most is that she seemed most concerned
about whether anyone else knew. I was about 15 at the time and I curtailed
my activities significantly. My sisters had graduated and were off at
college along with much of their things....and I could feel mother's eyes
watching me to see if I was up to anything.
When I graduated high school I went off to college and my activities ceased.
I studied hard and I did well. My junior year I met a girl in my English
Literature class. We talk every class after that and she finally asked me
out (I guess I was too shy to ask her). We went to a concert and we both had
a great time. She was beautiful and I was very attracted to her. Although I
didn't accept it at the time I was also very attracted to her feminine ways
and the way she wore makeup and dressed. She liked heels and we tried to do
some things that required dressing up whenever we could. I was envious of
her. We married after I graduated with a Fine Arts degree (she graduated the
semester before and was working as a buyer for a clothing store). I had
trouble finding a job and spent a lot of time keeping house and doing
laundry and such in addition to sending out my resume'. Handling her
lingerie brought back old memories and old yearnings. It had been about 6
months since graduation and I still hadn't found a job (curiously enough I
had been offered a manager trainee job.... I was sent on the interview by an
employment agency and didn't know much about the job). The man who
interviewed me was clearly gay. I spotted mascara and probably a little
eyeliner and his hair was a bit longish for his age which I guessed to be
around 40. The interview was professional, but when he was describing the
duties they included going on buying trips with him overnight. I was married
and I wasn't attracted to gay men. Sometimes I wonder what would have
happened had I taken that job and followed my feminine instincts. The
clothing store was part of a small regional chain that catered to upper
middle class women who wanted to be stylish....it would have been fun except
for the manager. I didn't tell my wife of the offer as I am not sure she
would have understood my not taking it. It was just too much of a risk
putting myself in that feminine situation. I was trying hard to present a
male image.
One day I was putting clothes away and I was putting bras in my wife's
dresser. I held up a black strapless number and was holding it away from my
body thinking how it might look on me. Suddenly I heard my wife's voice
behind me.
"My you have become the dedicated laundress....or....maybe you were thinking of
trying it on. I was caught by surprise and I stumbled for words.
"Yes I was admiring it as I was putting it away with the other laundry," I
didn't answer her with regard to wanting to try it on...I wanted to change the
subject.
"You're home early...I didn't hear you come in. Is everything alright?" I
asked.
"Yes, everything is fine. I took off early because I wanted to talk to you.
I have a meeting later at 7pm and I might not be home in time to have the
talk then."
I felt week in the knees. There was something foreboding in her tone. I put
the bra away, turned and walked up to her.
"What do you want to talk about sweetie?" I asked.
"Well, that's kind of it. You call me sweetie....when I get home you are
cleaning house or in the kitchen. Sometimes I feel like I married a woman.
You?ve let your hair grow much too long to go on interviews?if you were ever
to get one. Now I see you looking at my lingerie as though it were your own.
You are starting creep me out. I don?t think you want a job.?
I tried to reason with her. ?Darling, I don?t want to upset you. I was just
putting it away. You know I?ve sent out hundreds of resumes??.the economy is
bad and it is hard to get someone to give me a try. I?m doing the best I
can," I pleaded.
?That?s the problem?it?s the best you can do. Maybe you should be a wife.
Well, I?m not looking for a wife. I have hired a moving company to move my
things out of the apartment and to a townhouse and they will be here at 9 am
tomorrow to get my stuff out. I have already signed a year lease ?so?.it?s
done. I do like you Joel, but it was a mistake to marry. I need a manly man
and I think I had forgotten that when I agreed to marry you," I think I saw
a tear in her eye as she spoke. ?I know how attached you are, but I think it
best if we make a clean break. If I see you on the street I will say
hello?.that is as far as I want it to go. I have a date tonight, I told you
it was a meeting, but the truth is that it is a meeting with man," I stood
in shock as she told me she was involved with another man and as of tomorrow
she would no longer be living with me.
?Are you telling me you want a divorce?? I asked when I composed myself
enough to do so.
?I have already filed and you should be getting notice in the mail next
week. I?ve thought this through and I have made up my mind. If I come home
at all tonight I will sleep in the guest room, if not I?ll be here in the
morning before the movers get here," When she finished speaking she turned
and walked out of the house.
Needless to say I didn?t sleep well that night and the next morning I went
to the park until noon so that I wouldn?t have to face her as she moved her
things out.
When I returned home things almost seemed normal. There were a couple of end
tables (which had belonged to her mother) and some knick knacks of hers that
I noticed right away were missing. I began walking through the apartment,
room by room noting that she had not taken much. I saved our bedroom for
last and when I entered it was with a sense of dread??she was really gone.
There on the bed was an envelope. I picked it up and removed the letter
inside and began to read:
Dear Joel,
As you see I did not take much of what we shared. Although I paid for almost
all of it, I no longer want any of it. I am starting anew and am leaving my
past behind. I believe you know in your heart that this had to happen. I do
not feel any ill will towards you and in fact wish only the best for you.
You are just not the man for me.
I apologize for not clearing out all my clothes today, but I have taken what
I want to keep?.please put what is left in bags and give to Goodwill?.there
is enough there that they will come to the house and pick it up.
I am sorry if I have been harsh, but I wanted to make a clean break and let
you know I am committed to this. I have paid two months? rent in advance in
the apartment and that should give you time enough to make some
arrangements?.who knows, maybe you will take that job you turned down and be
able to afford to keep the apartment. Yes! I know about the job interview
and offer?.I am a buyer for ladies clothing in this city and know a lot of
people and when someone asked me if I knew you (being that we had the same
last name), the truth came out. If you didn?t want the job (I don?t know
what?s wrong with it since I took a similar position with a larger company),
you could have at least had the balls to tell me?..instead you tried to hide
it from me.
Anything that is still in the house is yours. Hope you find what it is you
want in life.
Goodbye,
Sue
I was devastated and in shock. She wasn?t coming back. I felt lost?.the life
I had envisioned was not going to happen?.and the thread that was holding my
masculinity together was no longer available to do the job. In my heart I
knew that I had some serious thinking to do. Just, not now. I was exhausted
from not having slept the night before and the emotional strain of the last
24 hours. I fell onto the bed and was asleep in minutes. I awoke to see the
clock on the nightstand and the opened letter beside it. I didn?t want to
think about the letter so I quickly slipped it into the drawer in the
nightstand. The clock said it was 5:30 pm and I decided to get a bite to
eat. I went into the kitchen and made a sandwich and sat at the table and
ate it while trying to get my mind to think about anything except Sue and
what she had said. When I finished the sandwich I decided a long hot bath
would help me relax.
I entered the bathroom and started the tub water running. I took off my
clothes and put them in the hamper in the bedroom. As I turned to go back to
the bath I saw myself in our full length bedroom mirror. I stood for a
moment evaluating myself. My hair was down to my shoulders and my slight
build seemed especially vulnerable and pale. I was depressed. I went into
the bath and saw that Sue had left most of her bath stuff?.there were bath
salts, bubble bath, a few candles on the small table beside the tub?..she
even left her jasmine shampoo and conditioner. I added some of the fragrant
bath salts and opened the bathroom closet door to get a towel and face
cloth. As I removed the towel, I accidently knocked something to the floor.
As I picked it up I saw that it was a pack of disposable women?s razors. I
picked up the package and instead of placing it back in the closet, I tossed
it onto the table beside the tub.
When my bath water was ready I sat in the warm water and leaned back with my
head against the wall at that end of the tub. As I lay there enjoying the
comfort of my surroundings, my mind began to wander. I knew that I had to
find a job?..maybe I could still get the trainee job I had turned down?.not
likely as it had been a while and I was sure the position had been filled. I
would take anything to keep myself going and I was determined not to have to
return to my hometown with my tail between my legs?..my determination began
to grow stronger. I should look at this as a new opportunity. I was finished
school and on my own. I would miss Sue, but I was also free to do anything I
wished. I looked at the razors on the table and reached out and grabbed one.
As I stepped from the tub onto the fluffy bath mat I patted myself dry with
one of Sue?s favorite pink towels then sat on the toilet seat and began
rubbing moisturizer onto my now smooth legs. Am I supposed to apply
moisturizer to my underarms since I shaved them too? I decided that no, I
would not. I used some of Sue?s dusting powder which she left sitting on
her small vanity in our bedroom and her blue Secret deodorant under my arms.
It has a smell distinct from the powder and shampoo and I thought to myself
?I wonder what Sue would think if she saw and smelled me now!? I quickly
moved on as that was a train of thought I didn?t want to ride on.
That first night of my new life was one of indulgence. Sue left a lot of
clothes and most everything fit me (I know?I tried it all on). There were
two pairs of heels, one black and one brown??both were well worn, but still
nice looking and usable. I dove into her dresser drawers and found she had
left a dozen nylon panties, a slip and stockings. When I got to her drawer
that held her bras I opened it to see just one bra sitting there. It was the
strapless black bra that I had been admiring when she walked in on me.
Although Sue had taken all the cosmetics and perfumes from the top of her
vanity, when I opened the vanity drawers there were numerous items she had
discarded for one reason or another. I went through everything and put the
usable items on the vanity top in an orderly fashion according to its use.
It was more than enough to fulfill my desires at that moment. I applied
makeup, donned lingerie and a dress and then stepped into a pair of open toe
brown pumps with what I guessed was a 3 ?? heel. I did my best blow drying
my hair into girly style and then spent the next four hours prancing about
the apartment and drinking coffee in my dress and heels. The sight of my
lipstick traces on my coffee cup brought back exciting old feelings. I even
found a pack of Sue?s Virginia Slim cigarettes in a kitchen drawer. I had
quit the habit before graduating college and Sue was supposedly giving them
up as well. I decided that one night of bad habits wouldn?t kill me and I
lit the slim cigarette and inhaled the once familiar cloud into my lungs and
the released it. I looked at the lipstick stain on the white filter and I
knew that I couldn?t give up these feminine pleasures again.
Within two weeks I found a job as a clerk in a warehouse belonging to a
clothing company. We stored new stock before it was needed in the stores or
sometimes people stored quantities of items while they were remodeling or
moving (for a fee). I worked in the office part and processed paperwork and
did other office chores. It was below where I thought I would start with a
degree, but it was an honest job and paid well enough for me to keep the
apartment and occasionally treat myself to something. One day I was reading
a local rag I found on the streetcar on the way to work and there was an ad
promoting a club that caters to the TV and TG crowd. I tore off the page and
put it in my coat pocket when I exited the streetcar.
I kept that advertisement for weeks before I got the courage to go to one
their drag nights which featured Female Impersonators performing to mostly
recorded music (lip sync) and some singing live. My first time was like a
revelation. I had seen men who looked like women before on TV, in the movies
and on the internet?..but live is something else altogether. It was a
Saturday night and I did not work on Sunday so I decided to drink a little
wine and watch the show. It was great?.most of the performers were
indistinguishable from the real women in the room. It was a very friendly
atmosphere and a number of people spoke to me like I was a regular.
?That my dear, is how I ended up at the Starbrights club," I said looking at
Julia and waiting for her response.
?Who knew that when I asked you how you ended up at Starbrights tonight I
would hear your whole life story?? Julia laughed as she spoke.
?Oh, Honey, you haven?t heard anything," I waved my arms in an intentionally
feminine manner.
Before I could say anymore, Julia sat beside me again and started kissing my
ear. ?MMMM! You smell good Joelle?.good enough to eat!? She tickled my ear
with her breath as she whispered and I could not help myself and started
giggling. I turned my head and as our lips met again I felt her hand on my
stocking clad thigh. She began to drag her nails along the smooth
material?up and down going a little higher each time. I put my hands between
us to slow her advances and I felt her bosom. She pulled me close to her and
now my hands were enveloping those soft precious globes enclosed in her
feminine finery. I was thinking of surrendering to this gorgeous creature
and almost gave in.
I managed to move my lips back from hers far enough to say?.?Julia,
please?..I don?t know if I can be this spontaneous. If we don?t slow down?I
don?t know what will happen.?
Julia smiled and gave my thigh a gentle squeeze. ?It is not easy?.you are a
beautiful person inside and out and I just want to do everything I can think
of to?..?
?Patience Julia, everything in good time." In reality I wished she would
undress me and kiss my budding breasts, stick her tongue down my throat and
fuck me with her built-in dildo.
After refilling our wine glasses I continued my story. ?After Sue left, I
went through all her stuff and kept everything that fit me and was reusable.
After I received my first paycheck I began to supplement the cosmetics I had
salvaged and buy an occasional bra or other feminine item that I might be
lacking or need more of. Since I got a month rent free thanks to Sue, I had
enough extra money that month to get myself set on course to begin the rest
of my life. Every day after work I would come home and put on some of my
female clothes and do my makeup and hair. Weeknights this was a quick affair
and was more like changing identities than dressing up. It always aroused
me, but after a while of doing it daily it became somewhat routine. I began
wearing lingerie and stocking to work under my outer clothes and even had my
ears pierced during my second month living alone. I wore plain ball studs to
work, but reveled in wearing feminine hoops or dangly earrings when I was at
home. On weekends I would dress to the nines?scheduling my day to end up
preparing for a (fantasy) date. On these occasions I would put on one of
Sue?s cocktail dresses, high heels and do my makeup in a sultry ultra femme
manner. I even bought a cheap hot roller set so that I could improve my
hair?s feminine authenticity. By the end of my second month I was getting
restless sitting around home?..but I didn?t want to give up my female
identity even for social interaction. I scanned the internet for stories and
pictures and shopping and came across an ad for herbal supplements
guaranteed to increase your bust size one full cup in 30 days. I am
skeptical of such claims and concerned about side effects, but it got my
curiosity going. I researched and read everything I could find. I learned
that there are natural herbs and combinations of herbs which do mimic female
hormones. One day when I was at a health food store I came upon a section
called Women?s Health. I immediately saw one of the herbs I had read about.
I quickly picked up a bottle and moved to another part of the store to read
it. It wasn?t terribly expensive and I decided to buy a bottle and take it
home to investigate further. I got the bottle and when I got home I re-read
the instructions and warnings and then went online to double check the
ingredients. Everything checked out and I began taking a dose daily. After
the thirty day supply ran out I noticed puffiness behind my nipples and some
itching in the surrounding area. I had read about such things and they were
expected so I bought another bottle. I have been doing so for the last 6
months and now an A cup bra just won?t fit me anymore. That?s when I decided
to see a doctor and get on a program. I found a few who had good marks on
several lists that were available and made an appointment with Dr. Veronica
Courts??yes my doctor is a woman. She chastised me for taking the
supplements without supervision and has put me on a light dosage of estrogen
and a testosterone blocker. She said that I could continue on the supplement
because its principle purpose was to increase breast size and if I found my
breasts were getting too large I should cease taking it and let her know
right away.
So now I am transitioning. I have notified my managers and met with someone
from Human Resources. Dr. Courts sent them a letter verifying my condition
and it appears that I won?t lose my job.
In fact, I have been given a promotion and two weeks paid absence from work
to get my affairs straight. I will be working as Joelle Anne Smith. I
started my new job last week and I just love it. I work as an assistant
buyer for the young women?s department (purchasing section) and I work in an
office in the Headquarters building downtown. Apparently, when the gender
thing came up everyone was looking at my work record and my educational
background and someone up the ladder said I had been woefully
underutilized?..the end result was the promotion and salary increase (which
was substantial). The company non- discrimination policy didn?t hurt either.
I paused and Julia looked at me and said, ?So here you are, precious. I am
so glad you decided to find your inner girl and let her free?.I think she is
absolutely adorable?..not to mention that she is hot, hot, hot!? Julia
giggled when she said that last part.
I continued to look into her perfectly made up, big brown eyes. Maybe I
should let myself celebrate a little and try something new. I had never been
with a man or a woman with a penis before and was a little anxious about
taking that step.
?Julia?? I said looking at my watch. ?It?s 3:00 am and I am exhausted?in a
good way. Why don?t you stay over and sleep in the guest room? Tomorrow we
can talk about your life and how you arrived at today. We could do some
shopping and maybe I will make you a candlelight dinner and if you play your
cards right you might even get lucky." I put on my most flirty smile.
?I guess I can wait one more day!? Julia said. ?I just can?t promise I won?t
eat you up sooner or later." Her smile warmed me in places reserved for
someone special.
To be continued?..
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