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This is a continuation of the story "Just Your Style". When the story
ended, our heroine Sophie had just been transformed into a woman at the
salon called "Just Your Style" through the magical software program
called Perfect Transformations. She was just walking out of the salon
and had to figure out how to get her wife Kathy to come to the salon to
get "adjusted" to be a lesbian so Kathy and Sophie could stay together.
I took my first steps out in the world as Sophie, and lucky for me my car
was still where I left it - at least some things didn't change. I opened
the door and got into the driver's seat, which meant sitting down a
little more carefully in my new clothes and body, and since the seat and
mirrors were adjusted right for my new size I guess the program took care
of that. I hoped this meant more of my old life was also changed to make
this easier.
As I started to drive I kept noticing my new nails, with their deep red
color and sexy length. This took a little getting used to, but after a
few blocks I was ok and not too distracted. But I was thinking of how I
could get my wife Kathy into the salon on Friday when she gets home from
her trip. On the way home, my phone rang. I pulled it out of my purse
and had a big problem - it was Kathy. No way I could talk to her with my
new voice.
So I let it go to voice mail and listened to the message. She was just
calling to check in. She was done with her meetings and on the way to
her hotel in Dallas. Hmm, what to do? I decided to send her a text
message. My message said, "Kathy, I heard your voice mail, but my
phone's microphone must have stopped working so I can't talk to you, but
we can text." She texted back, "What a bummer. When can you get a new
phone?" I shot back "not until Friday unless we want to pay expedited
shipping charges, so I guess we'll have to text until then. Now I'm
sorry we stopped our home phone service."
We texted back and forth a few more times, just the usual "how's it
going" type of conversation, then I told her I was headed home for a
boring night and would text her again tomorrow. We didn't talk every
day, and since she was tied up in meetings on Wednesday and Thursday and
was flying back home to Phoenix on Friday this was the break I needed.
Nothing much new on the way home. I didn't have any trouble driving in
heels, had no trouble finding my way home, and generally enjoyed the ride
since it helped me to get even more adjusted to the new me.
Luckily our garage is clean so I opened the garage door from the car,
drove in, and let the door close all the way before I got out of the car
just in case the neighbors happened to be looking out their windows.
I was looking forward to getting into the house, to see what my changes
may have done inside our house. Nothing that I could see in the kitchen
changed, but in the family room I noticed that all the pictures with me
in them had the new me, and I was happy to see that the pictures with me
and Kathy together were still there, but it was a little weird to see the
two of us both as women. I guess the program at the salon assumed I'd
get her in and changed before she got home.
I knew that the real test was coming up - our bedroom. I walked in and
the first thing I did was go to my dresser and started opening drawers.
A smile blossomed on my pretty lips when I saw that all of my guy clothes
were replaced with girl clothes. The sock drawer was half empty, and now
just contained some feminine athletic socks, no guys dress socks or wool
winter socks. And of course my sock drawer also had a good pile of
pantyhose in all the right colors! My underwear drawer looked like a bin
at Victoria's Secret - filled to the brim with an assortment of thongs,
cheekies, hiphuggers, bikini briefs, and boyshorts in all colors.
What was once my shirt drawer was now my bra drawer, and it was filled
with workout bras, everyday bras, dressy bras, sexy bras, bras in all
varieties, all in my size 36C. Check that one off the list.
I won't bother describing the rest of the drawers - you get the picture.
Now on to my closet. Kathy and I both had big walk-in closets, and since
I was the General Manager of a large industrial company mine was half
filled with tailored business suits, the other half being my casual wear.
I also had quite a lot of shoes for a guy - a bunch of dress shoes,
cycling shoes, workout shoes, running shoes, casual shoes.
My programming must really be running at full speed, because when I
walked into my closet I was overcome by feminine emotion as I saw the
beautiful skirts, dresses, suits, blouses, jackets, and of course shoes.
There must have been 50 pairs of shoes, mostly dressy heels but also
athletic shoes. The work clothes all looked very expensive and stylish,
fitting with my job and experience. I would look the role of the high
flying female senior manager!
There was also a section in my closet with my night things, a rack of
shelves and hanger space brimming with nighties, pajamas, robes, and
quite a few "turn-on" type outfits. This should be fun, I thought to
myself - I need to get Kathy in to that salon. I was getting pretty
turned on.
Our master bathroom was next. It was quite large, and Kathy and I each
had our own separate sink, mirror and cabinet. My area looked pretty
similar to Kathy's now, with a big magnifying makeup mirror, perfumes on
the counter, makeup filling the top two drawers, and a curler set and
other "hair tools" underneath. Ok, I was set up with girl stuff, so no
need for shopping tonight.
Since it was already past 7, I needed to eat something. Thankfully we
had leftovers so the microwave was my best friend tonight.
After I had a quick dinner, I thought I shower would be nice, so back to
the bathroom I went. Undressing brought it all home to me again - I was
a beautiful young woman, married to another beautiful young woman who I
hoped would be interested in me.
The shower felt different, since I was so much shorter and my skin was
more sensitive, and as you could imagine the water jets pushed buttons I
never knew women have. So a quick hair wash and rinse, a once over with
soap, and on to the best part. As I washed my breasts with soap they
became so hard and sensitive I thought I did something wrong!
Then on to my vagina, and I didn't need much soap for that to become
slippery and sensitive. I did a little finger-probing and I quickly
learned what it feels like when I do what she likes so much. My entire
body seemed to turn into an exposed nerve, and my knees got to be too
weak to continue, so I stopped, for now.
I was on autopilot at this point. I dried quickly and didn't even bother
with a robe. I floated onto the bed, from Kathy's side for the first
time, because I knew what she had in her nightstand and that is what I
needed, and fast. As I opened the drawer and saw her vibrator I had a
moment of "What the hell am I doing" followed by a moment of "Thank god
you are there," and picked it up. I was still pretty hot from the shower
appetizer, so got right to it. One hand on a breast and one on that
vibrator and all was well with the world.
It didn't take me long to figure out where the buttons are and how to
push them, and for the next two hours I pushed, and pushed, and pushed,
and finally quit when I noticed that the bed was wet with sweat (and me)
and I was spent.
When I relaxed a bit I started to wonder what had just happened. I was a
heterosexual guy, now a girl but not interested in men, and I needed to
convince my wife to love me as a girl by becoming a lesbian. Too many
thoughts for now, time for sleep.
In the morning, a quick shower, a glorious "shopping spree" in my closet
and drawers, and a 15 minute make-up session left me looking the
beautiful executive ready to take on the world. A different look from the
"I'm so sexy I know you want me" look I left the salon with yesterday,
but a good look none the less.
Now the next milestone - my office. I pulled my Mercedes S into my
parking spot, listened to my heels clicking into the building, then
opened the door with confidence (what else could I do) and strolled past
reception like nothing happened. The receptionist wasn't shocked when
she saw me, in fact Becky said, "Good morning Sophie, you look fabulous
as usual this morning."
I just said, "Thanks Beck," and continued to stroll past, heading for the
safety of my office.
When I got there, my office door said, "Sophie Reed, General Manager" on
the name sign, and that was another good sign. Into the office I went,
and was pleased to see that my office was decorated how the new me would
like it, a little less boring than the old look. Whew, made it!
To make a long story short, suffice it to say that everyone in the office
acted like I was always Sophie, and that was fine with me - no explaining
to do. Going to the ladies bathroom to freshen up my makeup several
times during the day was an unexpected treat, and reminded me that I was
a girl and that I liked it.
But this was Wednesday and Kathy was back on Friday morning and I needed
to get working on a plan to get her playing for the other team, so to
speak. I sent Kathy a text to tell her good morning and that I loved her.
She answered my text with a text, which said, "Steve, are you ok? I've
had a strange dream last night, that you were changed somehow. I had the
same thoughts this morning." I answered her text with "Well I had an
unusual day yesterday, and I'll tell you all about it when I see you on
Friday. But I'm still me, don't worry. Then I called the salon to talk
with Amanda. She asked how I was doing, and of course I told her that I
was fabulous, thanks to her and her colleagues. But then, on to
business.
"So what do you think about getting your wife into the salon for her
'reprogramming'?," Amanda asked. "How about this," I offered, "How about
you have an email sent to Kathy, made to look like a mass mailing,
offering her a free first visit, good for one day only - Friday? She
loves spas and salons and you can make it sound too good for her to pass
up, and I'm sure she will accept."
"Ok, we can do that," Amanda said, "I'll have the email sent out in a few
minutes, and I'll let you know if she responds.
So I went back to work and reviewed a few business plans and the monthly
financial results, and in less than 30 minutes I got a text from Kathy
telling me that she had a very interesting email and subsequent phone
call - from a salon called Just Your Style. Said she got offered a free
treatment day, and would I mind if she went there straight from the
airport rather than coming home. We were both planning to take the day
off on Friday, to make it a 3 day weekend. Of course I told her that's
no problem and it sounds great, and since she would be in a cab from the
airport, I could take her home.
Then I called Amanda and told her about the text, and she confirmed that
she spoke with Kathy on the phone and it was all set up - she had an
appointment at 10:30. Amanda said that Kathy was interested in a number
of services, including a mani/pedi, a hair styling, and a massage. So
the plan was in motion, and the rest of Wednesday and Thursday flew by.
Friday morning finally came, and I was pretty nervous. My texts to and
from Kathy were pretty normal, but a little strained given the
circumstances. This was the big day, well not as big as Tuesday, when I
became Sophie, but pretty big.
Kathy sent me a text when she landed, then another one when she got to
the salon. I didn't quite know what to wear to the salon to get her - do
I go for the tomboy look so I don't totally scare her, for the exercise
look, for the casual weekend look, or a "look at me, I'm smoking hot"
look? I decided to go for the casual weekend look. I put on sensible
panties, cotton and no lace, a "not enhancing" bra, a pair of jeans and a
fairly modest pink blouse. A pair of boring flats, a small amount of
make-up, and I was out the door at 11:00. By this time, Kathy would be in
the treatment room at the salon.
When Kathy walked into the salon, she was greeted warmly by Jennifer, who
showed Kathy to the waiting room with the cubicles. Jennifer explained
the Perfect Transformation system to Kathy, and walked through the
instructions. Kathy explained that she was here for the free treatment
and asked what this included, and when Jennifer explained that she could
have her pick of the lot Kathy smiled and said, "this almost sounds too
good to be true," to which Jennifer said, "Kathy you'll love it. Your
husband Steve came in earlier this week and had a blast. He walked out a
totally new person, and you can, too."
Kathy browsed through the selection pages, clicking on the following
services:
Part one: Hair
Do you want a full hair redo? Yes
Color? Keep current hair color
Shape? Layered with bangs (her usual shape)
Length? Long
Part two: Nails.
Do you want a manicure? Yes
Nail shape? Oval
Nail length? 1/2" beyond nail bed
Nail treatment? Gel
Nail color? Deep red
Do you want a pedicure? Yes
Nail color? Match fingernails
Part three: Makeup. "Wow, I even get a free makeover?"
Do you want a makeover? Yes
Overall look? Sexy, night look. "Steve will love this."
Part four Jewelry. "Really a comprehensive salon"
Earrings? Yes, two piercings each ear, one dangly chandelier and one
stud.
Necklace? Yes, matching earrings.
Rings? Two, matching earring/necklace set.
Other? Belly button.
Part five: Clothes and Accessories. "This is a little over the top, but
let's go with it."
Shoes? 4" sexy high heels
Panties? Black lace cheekies
Bra? Match panties.
Purse? Black Coach leather duffel shoulder bag.
Dress/skirt/blouse? Black sexy dress, knee length.
Part six was getting sillier still, as it was titled Body.
Height? 5' 6"
Weight? 115 pounds
Age? 27
Shoe size? 6
Bra measurement? 36C
Dress size? 8
Panty size? Medium
Skin tone? Light
Ancestry? European
Body tone? Athletic
Jennifer was watching Kathy's selections on her own screen, and was
intrigued, as Kathy's selections were almost identical to mine, so far,
except she kept her current hair style. This next part, she thought,
should be interesting.
The last part, Personality. "I like who I am, thank you very much, no
changes for me," then she filled in the form as follows:
Femininity? High
Intelligence? High
Gregariousness? High
Sexuality? Heterosexual
Sexual energy? High
Profession? Travel consultant
She then hit "save," and went to the next screen, where she could send
it, but before she hit "send," Jennifer made one small change, replacing
"Heterosexual" with "lesbian," which of course Kathy didn't see since it
wasn't on her screen any longer. Kathy hit "send".
Jennifer came over and told Kathy that Amanda would be with her in a few
minutes, then went in the back to speak with Amanda. "Amanda, you're not
going to believe this," Jennifer said. "Steve/Sophie Reed's wife Kathy
is here, and she's your next appointment, and her selection was nearly
exactly what Steve's was, so she will end up pretty much like Sophie, but
of course she will have her own face, body and mind."
Amanda just giggled and said, "This will be interesting. I assume you
made the preference switch before her profile got saved?"
Jennifer said, "Yes, just in the nick of time. Sophie will be here in a
little while, I think by 11:30"
"Good, by that time I'll be about done with Kathy," Amanda said. "I'll
try to break it to Kathy, and get her into her new sexual preference,
before she sees Sophie. Don't bring Sophie in until I tell you, ok
Jennifer?"
So fast forward through Kathy's treatments. She was having a great time,
getting pampered and "beautified," and was thrilled to see her new
clothes and jewelry come into the room and looked forward to putting the
clothes on when she was finished. Unlike Steve's experience, Kathy also
got a nice tote to carry her old things home in.
Amanda was very experienced in these situations, and knew she needed to
"walk her down the aisle" so to speak to get Kathy ready to meet Sophie.
"I don't know if Jennifer told you, but we also saw your husband Steve
earlier this week."
Kathy said, "Yes, she mentioned it. He's such a boring guy, I'm sure a
haircut is an in and out thing for a salon this sophisticated. How did he
look?"
"I'm glad you asked, Kathy," began Amanda, "it is a pretty good story.
I'll fill you in, and while I do, why don't you just close your eyes and
I'll have an associate of mine come in here and give you something you
didn't ask for, a relaxing and sensual massage. Would that be ok?"
Kathy gave her a puzzled look, but said, "Ok". So Kathy closed her eyes,
and Amanda reclined the chair, and between the comfortable nearly-flat
chair, the soft music, the comfortable temperature, and the low lights,
Kathy was getting pretty relaxed when Kelly the masseuse came in and
started rubbing her feet.
"Kathy, I want you to enjoy what Kelly is doing you. Just relax and
think about what you are feeling, having this beautiful girl touch you,
caress you," Amanda said. Kelly moved up Kathy's legs and began to
massage her torso, then moved onto her breasts, massaging each of them
tenderly. Kathy began to respond in the usual way, but was confused
because she had never been touched this way by another woman.
Kelly then leaned in and began to gently kiss Kathy's neck, nibbled on
her ear, then let her tongue slide onto Kathy's cheek, circling her cheek
then with the tip of her tongue traced a light course around Kathy's
mouth. "Wow, this is not what I expected," Kathy gasped, "but really
nice." Kelly continued, sliding her tongue between Kathy's lips and
gently opening her lips before continuing the penetration of Kathy soft
mouth.
At this point, Kathy's programming was started hitting stride, and she
began to respond by offering her own tongue in the dance, and letting her
lips meet Kelly's in the embrace. Before long, they were in a heated
embrace, and their arms were around each other's necks. Kelly pulled
back slightly, just enough to ask "How do you like it? Do you want
more?," and Kathy whispered "I never knew how good this could be with
another woman."
Kathy's vagina was by now well lubed and wanting attention, but Amanda
didn't intend Kelly to be the taker of the she-virgin, so she reengaged
in the conversation. "Kathy, Steve had a very nice day here on Tuesday.
I'll not keep you in suspense - he came in Steve but left as a very
beautiful woman named Sophie. Sophie has many of the same features that
you have, so it seems that Steve admires you to the point of emulation.
You should be flattered."
"I hope you aren't too disappointed, Kathy," Amanda continued, "but
Sophie loves you very much, to the point of being a lesbian in order to
keep you. From what I've just seen, you aren't averse to the touch of a
woman, so you could have a very fun time with Sophie."
"Sophie is here, in the lobby, and is ready to see you whenever you are
ready, so take your time adjusting to this shock and just let us know
when you are ready and we'll bring her in," Amanda said, and Kathy
immediately smiled and said, "Yes, this is quite a shock but I love
Steve, sorry Sophie, and after what Kelly has done I'm ready to jump on
the first vagina I can get a hold of, so bring her in NOW!"
Amanda had to stifle a grin, as she hadn't seen a case of this much
"enthusiasm" from the program to date, as she said, "I'll bring her right
in."
Kathy was still reclining in the chair when Sophie walked in, and she
started to cry when she saw her, with so many similarities to her own
body but with glimpses of Steve's old self shining through. "Steve, I
don't know why this happened, but I still love you and you are very
beautiful," Kathy said through her sobs, "come here and give me a hug,
will you?"
I was so happy to see Kathy, having been so worried about how she would
take my changes, that when she was so nice to me I also started to cry,
and leaned over her and gave her a big and long hug. Then I put my lips
to hers and the chemistry was the same as it was before our changes, well
maybe a little more intense. I was getting waves of hormones streaming
throughout my body, and couldn't prevent my body from doing what it had
to do.
I began to knead Kathy's breasts, then my kisses migrated south, down her
chin, onto her neck, down her chest, and onto her breasts. One of my
hands also went south and began to stimulate her vagina. While I was
busy on my exploration, Kathy's hands were also busy, one on one of my
breasts and one down below. We were both starting to quiver with
excitement and love, when Amanda cleared her throat and said, "Sorry to
interrupt, but Jennifer and I are still here, and we have a 'no sex in
the salon' policy, so I'm sorry to tell you that you'll have to try to
cool off enough, just enough to get home in your own bed." At this, both
Kathy and I burst into laughter.
Kathy quickly got dressed, and we were out the door, holding hands and
chatting like the lovers we were. We finished our introduction at home,
leaving a trail of clothing from the garage door to the bedroom door.
The Perfect Transformations program worked perfectly. Kathy and I had a
lot of fun to look forward to - learning how to be lesbian lovers, and I
hope making more visits to Just Your Style to try a few more changes.
Brandy
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