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A Friend in Need, Part 10.
Tony's Story, the Parting
If you have followed this story, this continues on after the attempted
rape of the new Christina until Tony leave after the New Year, it is
told from the recently changed Tony's male point of view, I am trying to
show the differences in feeling and attitudes now that Tony is a man
rather that the woman (s)he once was.
I fetched the brandies and we sat for a while sipping them, I got up to
phone the barmaids to ask them to cover for Chrissie, but she told both
Jane and me that she was going to open the pub as normal we both tried
to talk her out of it, but the new woman was adamant that routine was
the best thing for her!
I organised the girls for the night, then cleaned the mess in the
kitchen and made sure that supper was cooking, I could hear them talking
so assumed this was a good thing.
I went back to Chrissie and Jane, as I took her hand I fully realised
that now I was male, while I felt sorrow and compassion for Chrissie I
no longer had the empathy that another woman had - well I wouldn't,
considering my new sex.
Suddenly Chrissie said in a very distressed voice that she wanted the
sofa out of her house and was insistent it was moved straight away, she
moved to the easy chair and sat there quietly twisting a handkerchief
between her fingers, Jane sat on the arm and calmed her while I
manhandled the sofa to the door. I had one at my old house which was
nearly a match for the rest of her suit so I asked her if she wanted
this one, as I was sure 'Uncle Tony' wouldn't mind. She smiled wanly at
our private joke and told me that as long as the old sofa went she
wasn't worried.
I dropped the back seats of my SUV and managed to get the sofa in, I
left and took it to the local dump, then round to my old house to pick
up the sofa I was going to give her.
It was one hell of a struggle but luckily a friendly neighbour helped me
get it into my SUV, he asked if I had heard from old Tony, which I told
him no, thanked him for his help and briefly told him why I was moving
this piece of furniture not mentioning any names.
On the way back I passed by a florists and decided to buy Chrissie some
flowers as flowers always cheer women up (I really am getting into the
male way of thinking and this is only after a day!)
I got back to the pub and parked so I wouldn't have to carry that damn
sofa far, picked up the flowers and went inside, "I thought you may like
these" I stammered fully aware of how cheesy this sounded. Chrissie gave
a small squeal, ran over and gave me a kiss then, she went to put them
in water. As she left she asked if I was sure Old Tony wouldn't mind
about the sofa, grinning at her I reassured her that he wouldn't mind
one bit!
Thinking Chrissie was out of hearing range Jane filled me in telling me
that she was quite fragile and could need space, I agreed and mentioned
that I would sleep in the spare room, Jane just grinned at this
statement.
I went and started struggling with the sofa, it was a bit of a brute but
it also was a good quality one meaning it was heavy even to my strong
body.
Before Jane left she and Chrissie gave me a hand with the sofa which
while there was not a lot of strength between the two of them there was
enough to get it inside.
I finally put the sofa where she wanted it and flopped down, Christina
came in with the flowers put them where she wanted and flopped down next
to me. I was very aware of what she had just been subjected to by
another man so I did not draw her to me: She looked up at me with those
big blue eyes giving me both barrels of them. "Tony kiss me for god's
sake," she breathed.
"Are you sure after what's just happened?" I asked her. She was quiet
for a second before saying, "What happened before was done in hate; you
kiss me with love, and kiss the hurt away."
I didn't need any more encouragement so I took her in my arms and we
gently kissed, our tongues entwined and as we kissed I felt her body
slowly start to relax. I decided to go at her pace, not to push things.
After kissing and stroking this beautiful face and holding her in my
arms she asked me to undress her and kiss her hurt away, I gently
removed her pullover scowling at the numerous bruises and bites on her
arms and shoulders also on the curve of her breasts, as I removed her
bra I felt such a surge of anger at what that bastard had done to this
gorgeous woman. Her breasts were bruised and her poor nipples were red
raw where he had twisted and bit them - if I could have got hold of him
now I would have killed him!
"Pleeese," she moaned, "kiss the hurt away." I started at her wrists,
working my way up her arms, across her shoulders and down the other
arms, back up again and around her delicate neck head and face, gently
kissing, nuzzling, nibbling and licking her, I moved down her slender
neck and onto her chest; as I kissed the curve of her breasts she
started moaning, I worked my way around these beautiful much bruised
globes of woman hood.
I kissed her nipples and she arched her back in absolute pleasure
actually purring with pleasure.
In a voice dripping with pleasure she murmured, "Thank you, I don't know
how long I could have stood there if you had not turned up."
"Rubbish," I said, "the way you looked you would have killed him rather
than give in"
I looked sadly at her and carried on, "Really it should have been me in
your place, after all it we me who broke with Jim, not you."
She looked at me with an eyebrow cocked and said, "You know for someone
so clever, you can be stupid at times, it does not matter who did what
now its over, done, the past AND I'm not letting that pathetic specimen
of manhood beat ME!"
With that she got up, got dressed touched up her makeup and went through
and opened the pub! As she left she looked over her shoulder and
remarked, "OH, while I remember you will NOT move into the spare bed." I
just stood there shaking my head in awe of that very determined lady. I
went through to the bar and she got me a pint so I sat at the end of the
bar, watching people come in, I soon figured out that word had got
around and folks were coming in to see how Chrissie was.
Even the local criminals - who Chrissie thought were a bit 'naughty'
(her words not mine) what she didn't know was these were the real deal,
they didn't do drugs or prostitutes but anything else was fair game,
these guys were dangerous and had their fingers in a lot of pies and
friends in strange places. Old Tony knew them and they questioned me
about my past and why I was here, they seemed satisfied with my answers
because they bought me a drink!
It was a strange evening session with everyone being careful what they
said to Chrissie then she rapped on the bar and delivered the best
bollocking I have ever heard telling everyone to please treat her
normally! Everyone, including me was dumbstruck, and then the whole bar
burst into spontaneous applause, nearly causing her to cry.
I said that I would go and get supper ready, she smiled at me and much
to my surprise gave me a kiss full on the lips, in a bit of a daze I
went through the back and started supper, then I went onto the internet
and ordered the dress for her and as a surprise matching shoes and
handbag (before she could argue)
She came through and I put the stir fry on the table along with a bottle
of champagne, I toasted her and said she had had enough excitement in
the one day she had been a woman than I had had in the 48 years I had
been in that body!
I showed her the pictures of the dress and shoes, she squealed in
delight saying that she loved them. Then she took my hand and ordered me
to follow her, as we headed for the stairs I asked her if she was sure.
Her answer was, to her logical; to me I was not sure because she
answered "I want you to make LOVE to me, to purge the HATE that he
assaulted me with."
When we got to the bedroom she started to undress me, but wouldn't let
me do the same for her, again I mentally decided to let her dictate the
pace of our love making. Soon I was naked and she started kissing me all
over, she knelt in front of my engorged manhood, it was rampant the
head purple and livid, I watched as her delicate tongue licked around
the head of my shaft, then she started taking me into that luscious
mouth, as I whispered her name she was intently and rhythmically bobbing
her head up and down my manhood, I knew I couldn't hold on for long as
the sight of her deep throating me was so erotic, I felt the tightening
which preceded my ejaculation, before I could do anything I started
cumming, bless her she took in every drop, licking my shaft clean, I so
wanted to kiss her to taste my seed in her mouth, but she sat me on the
bed and then did the sexiest of strips - there was no end to the
surprises this woman can think up!
I reached for her and kissed her moving down to the beautiful V leading
to her gorgeous pussy, I knelt on the floor and made her sit on the bed
put her legs over my shoulders and kissed up the inside of her thighs
finishing up at her sweet pussy, I coaxed her to orgasm after orgasm,
she was bucking, writhing, moaning in paroxysm of pleasure, by now my
shaft was back to life rampant and throbbing, ready to penetrate my
Christina, I gave a final lingering kiss to her beautiful sweet pussy.
As I emerged from between the thighs she pulled me to her and kissed me
deeply her tongue exploring every part of my mouth; it was so very
erotic. I had the taste of her sweet juices on my tongue and could still
taste the salty taste of my seed in her mouth.
I wanted to be deep inside this wonderful woman, I lay on the bed, my
shaft was throbbing with need, the tip purple with engorged blood my
veined shaft was ready for my old body.
She straddled me and slowly fed the length of my shaft into her warm
welcoming pussy, as she slid me inside her she moaned in pleasure.
I needed her so badly but I held back, letting her dictate the pace, but
I found it is very difficult as a man to do this. My new body just is
programmed to take control during sex; it took a really conscious effort
to let Christina dictate the pace.
Our lovemaking was slow, gentle and very intense, I gently kissed,
sucked and caressed her bruised body while she reached orgasm after
orgasm until she had lost all sense of control and I had to control the
final staged of lovemaking she screamed as she reached a juddering
climax I could feel her whole body trembling and shaking as she was
racked with pleasure; then I followed as my balls and dick started
spurting my seed deep into this gorgeous body that used to be mine.
Christina seems to like me remaining inside her until I go limp, so this
is what I did, as my now spent dick slipped from he she moaned and slid
into my arms, I continued to stroke and caress her bringing her back to
earth. She whispered that the gentle love making was just what she
needed. In her own words she felt strong and cleansed and now she could
see Jim for what he was a looser who couldn't even rape a little slip of
a woman.
I made a comment about five foot of spitting hell cat and we ended up
having a pillow fight (which she won), she laid on me giggling, it was
nice to hear her being so natural; once again she surprised me by
announcing that she was going to get glammed up and go down for a drink
I must have looked startled but she kissed me gently saying that it was
what she felt she should do.
She said a shower was needed and she conned me into washing her back of
her (due to the bruises) in truth I didn't take much conning as the
thought of soaping up that body was already causing stirrings in my new
virile male loins. As I washed her back she turned around and looking
like butter wouldn't melt in her mouth said "Oops sorry" as instead of
her back I was happily soaping her breasts, needless to say we made love
again with me holding onto her pert feminine bum and her legs wrapped
firmly around my body.
I couldn't get over the feeling of making love to my old body, and I
assume Chrissie is feeling the same - I just could not get enough of her
(which is strange as I couldn't wait to become a man, now I desired the
body that used to be mine - but Hey Ho life is strange)
I washed her hair for her and conditioned it remarking that she has such
beautiful hair when she heard this she smiled at me and said that it's
the same hair I used to have when I was Christina!
After we were dry I went into the bedroom and lay on the bed Chrissie
came in and started rifling through her wardrobe as naked as the day she
was born, it was very off putting so I asked her to put something on as
I was getting excited again, in a pretend huff the little minx did what
I had begged her she went and put something on.
Now it was even worse than before she put on a black satin bustier with
demi cups and scarlet lace trim around the breasts, six suspenders, a
matching thong and sheer seamed black stockings which she took great
pleasure in bending over in front of the mirror straightening the seams
her gorgeous derriere prominent, "satisfied" she snapped at me grinning
like a Cheshire cat knowing exactly the effect she was having on me. I
just grunted and got dressed while she put on her makeup.
The dress she had chosen was red, down to just above her knees with
sheer chiffon sleeves and bodice, it covered the bruises while showing
her arms behind the red chiffon she asked me to zip her up which I did
with pleasure.
A thin black patent belt black 4" pumps and matching bag and she was
ready and looked absolutely stunning, the dress was a classic cut and on
her, what it covered up it subtly emphasised.
She picked up a pair of lightly tinted oversized sunglasses to hide the
marks make up couldn't then she was ready and we went down into the bar
to continue with what Chrissie called her cleansing!
When we went into the bar there were a few raised eyebrows, but
Christina just ignored them, Jane and Keith were in and Chrissie made a
bee line for them, Jane looked accusingly at me but all I could do was
shrug my shoulders which I think she understood my dilemma I got the
drinks and told Celia what was happening, she said in no uncertain terms
that her and Sue would not need any help tonight.
Chrissie was chatting to Jane as normal and drinks kept arriving at
regular intervals for her presumably from the customers. One of the
local 'gangsters' came up and spoke saying that when Jim goes down he
will be dealt with, Chrissie got a bit agitated about this and begged
him not to hurt Jim in spite of what he had tried to do to her, he just
grunted and neither agreed or disagreed but it seemed to clam her down,
he then sent over a bottle of Champagne by way of an apology which
Chrissie and Jane demolished. (Much later I found out that when Jim did
go to prison the promise was kept, he was not hurt physically but he was
subjected to what he wanted to do to Christina - raped at quite regular
intervals until he was put under solitary for his own good. Chrissie
never knew about this and never will however I do not think he was ever
seen again in the town)
Needless to say by the time the bar was closed I had a giggly Christina
on my hands, the barmaids closed the place up while I took Chrissie into
the living area.
We locked up and finally I carried the now sleepy Chrissie upstairs, she
told me what she was going to do to my body when she got me to bed,
forgetting that I used to have her body and I knew what would happen
when I laid her on the bed - she would fall asleep!
I got her upstairs and she gave me a long boozy kiss before I laid her
on the bed and yes after fondling me for a couple of minutes she was
asleep, as she laid there she looked so vulnerable and gorgeous my heart
went out to her, smiling and shaking my head I saw that I would have my
handful getting her to bed and she would have a thick head in the
morning.
I unzipped her dress and managed to slip it off her, she giggled in her
sleep, I hung the dress up and continued to undress her, now I was the
man I wanted to be, it was strange looking at this beautiful body I had
once owned. I managed to unfasten the basque she had on and soon she was
naked, I was just going to put her strappy nightdress onto her when I
thought I should do part of her night time routine, so I took her makeup
off and moisturised her, rubbed some ointment on her bruises causing her
to moan in pleasure when I gently rubbed her breasts with the ointment
then I got her into a black satin chemise and finally under the
bedclothes.
I got ready for bed and slipped in next to her, gathered her into my
arms - it really felt nice her snuggling into me and I slipped off to
sleep.
The next morning I was awake well before Chrissie, she was still
sleeping like a baby. So knowing how ill she is going to feel I decided
to go down and do her work for her, gently I slipped out of bed,
gathered my clothes and got ready in the second bathroom so as not to
disturb her.
I went down, made tea for me and coffee for Ann when she arrived I told
her what went off the day before and warned her a very rough Christina
would be down later, she just grinned and commented that Chrissie does
not take her drink well.
About two hours later I heard a noise and when I turned around Chrissie
stood in the doorway looking at me, however for someone with a
monumental hangover, she looked like a dream, cute, vulnerable, in a bit
of pain but perfectly groomed; at this instant Ann came through ready to
go home grinned at Chrissie and said "Long night love." Chrissie snorted
"I take it big mouth here's already told you the state I was in." Ann
just grinned and saying goodbye left. I made Chrissie a mug of very
strong coffee and sat her down, telling her I had got the place ready
for opening and I would open up and work until Sue arrived at 3.
She made a half hearted protest but I told her there was no argument she
smiled wanly saying "yes master."
I got myself a cup of coffee and sat down with her and grinned "how do
you feel?" I asked. "How do you think," she ruefully replied. I just
shrugged my shoulders and innocently said, "I don't know." "Liar," she
snapped, "you used to BE me; you shouldn't have let me drink so much!" I
grinned at her saying "sweetheart, you were in no mood to listen to me,
anyhow has it done the trick?" She thought for a minute came round the
table reached up and put her arms around my neck laying her head on my
shoulder gave me a small kiss on the cheek and murmured, "Yes, I think so
your gentle love making coupled to getting absolutely pissed seems to
have made me whole."
She was just letting go of me when her hand flew to her mouth and she
cried "did I do anything wrong last night?" I couldn't resist winding
her up, grinning I joked, "What apart from abusing the whole bar and
starting to do a strip to show off your bruises ----- you were fine!"
She went a bright red hand still over her mouth she groaned "Oh god I
didn't, please tell me I didn't."
Then she saw the broad grin on my face, I couldn't believe that she fell
for it, she must have been drunker than I thought! "PIG," she screamed at
me pummelling my chest, "you absolute PIG." All I could do was laugh and
soon she was giggling away in my arms. Tears of laughter streaming down
her face she snuggled into me and kissed me. "Oh and thanks" I was
puzzled as to what I'd done, she must have seen that because she carried
on,
"for undressing me, hanging up my clothes, taking my make up off and not
taking advantage of my intoxicated state." She kissed me again; I just
held her and asked "how do you know I didn't take advantage?"
She looked up at me and cocked one eyebrow in surprise. "You really are
forgetting everything about being a woman" she stated, "The reason I KNOW
dummy is because if you had I would have been a bit messy down there,
you know, my Tush."
I felt a fool and a bit embarrassed as I had totally forgotten about
things like that, (however I thought it was cute the way she called her
pussy by the same word I used to call it when it was mine) so I changed
the subject and asked her if she wanted anything to eat "apart from a
couple of lightly poached aspirins, coffee's just fine for now" she
answered.
The day went slowly for hung over Chrissie, but quickly for me, thank
the lord life seems to have settled down for her, we went to the police
station later that afternoon to sign our statements, the barmaids worked
through until Chrissie started work at nine in the evening, she looked
stunning in spite of still feeling a bit rough.
That night, or in truth early Sunday morning we went to bed and
Christina still looked wan, I told her that NO SEX that night just a
good nights sleep for her, she pouted and cajoled me but as hard as it
was she had to get a sober night sleep, so in spite of her wearing her
sexiest nightdress she cuddled up in my arms, and we fell asleep, when I
woke up the next morning however; she was hard at work on my love shaft,
her soft hands grasping my shaft and running up and down, she was
kissing the livid purple head of my rampant manhood, he lips kissing me
long nails carefully tickling and stimulating my balls.
I lay there luxuriating in the feelings coursing through my groin it was
intense, I started caressing he pert little butt, running my finger
inside her feeling for her little rose bud, she squirmed and I heard her
whimper in pleasure, she stopped her wonderful sexy ministrations and
came up my body kissing me all the was up finding my lips and deeply
kissing me, our ensuing sex was wonderful, loving, intense, gentle but
passionate.
After this hectic two day period our lives settled down into a normal
routine - if you could call our situation normal but we were both
adapting to our new lives very well.
Her new outfit arrived from Harrods and when she tied the whole outfit
on - WOW she looked sensational, the strapless satin, crystal studded
mini dress with feathers around the hem, coupled with the black shoes
with 6" crystal studded heels and matching handbag fitted her like a
glove I got breathless just looking at her, her thanks to me were a
stupendous nights sex.
Slowly her bruises receded and once again she was flawless, just in time
for her 3 day shopping trip with Jane, they must have had a good time as
when she came back not only were the two of then piled up with shopping
but they looked tired out. But happily for me not too tired for a
welcome home night in bed, which to say the least was memorable, as I
had really missed her.
The month of December moved on and the time for me leaving was drawing
closer, we both were aware of this but chose to ignore it. Christmas
itself was strange, as we shared it with Christina's family, her parents
and Julie her sister also her children Kerrie and Michael. All of these
used to be my family when I was Chrissie but now it really felt that she
was their daughter, sister and mother, which is what it should be. Now I
was the outsider however welcome they made me feel. But it was an
enjoyable Christmas time spent with a nice family.
New Year was different as I was due to leave on the third of January, we
both got drunk and fell asleep in each others arms, I woke up in the
middle of the night to find Christina sobbing her heart out, I cradled
her in my arms while she sobbed finally she cried herself out then she
really broke my heart, she raised her tear stained face to mine and
sobbed, "Oh Tony, when you changed us why, oh why couldn't you make me
love you when you made the spell. Then you wouldn't have to go? We could
get married and live forever together." Then she broke down in floods of
tears.
I stroked her head and said very quietly "sweetheart, sweetheart when we
changed I honestly had no idea how strongly, you as Tony felt about me,
as Christina, it shook me to the core when I found that now I was Tony I
was head over heels in love with you" I took a deep breath and continued
"I knew for my old Christina memories that you (Christina) saw me as a
friend and a good friend, but I was not long term husband material."
Sniffling she nodded so I carried on "anyhow making a person love
another is not right, you have to feel it in your heart it has to come
from inside you, I just couldn't do that if you see what I mean" I
finished somewhat lamely.
Sniffling she clung to me and we made slow intense love, as night slowly
became day.
The last two days with Christina seemed to fly by, I was hard pressed to
keep to my resolve to leave, but I knew I had to go - for the two of us,
so on the third I picked up my rucksack, said a long and tearful goodbye
to Christina and walked away to start my new life, leaving the new
Christina to start her new life -------- God how I Loved that Gorgeous
Little Woman I was breaking up inside!
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