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A Friend in Need
Part 11. Christina the Parting
In this episode I am back to Christina's story, re-starting from after
the attempted rape, through the parting. As far as Tony is concerned we
will join him later.
Thank you for your reviews, they keep me on track and are much
appreciated.
Mother's day 2013
I had enjoyed a lovely day with my family and now my baby daughter was
in bed and I was snuggled up to Clive my gorgeous husband, my mind once
again drifted back to when I first inhabited this feminine body and the
life that I loved so much.
November 2010
I checked myself in the mirror before going into the bar, the red dress
fit me like a glove, the chiffon sleeves and bodice hid my bruises, I
had managed to disguise most of my facial bruises with make up and those
I couldn't hide my oversized tinted glasses did the job just fine.
I took a deep breath and told Tony I was ready, when we entered the bar
it was full of the usual Friday crowd and very busy, I saw Jane and
Keith and went over to them noticing that Jane gave Tony a glower,
blaming him for me being there instead of resting.
While Tony got the drinks I chatted to the two of them and told Jane
that Tony was as upset as she was but it was my idea to come and show
the world I will not be beaten, Jane gave me a hug and said she would
forgive him - this time but he should be more forceful next time, Tony
arrived just then and heard the end of Jane's speech He commented "I
hope there's not a next time"
The evening passed pleasantly chatting and drinking one of the local mob
came over and promised that when Jim goes to jail he will be sorted out
for hurting one of his friends (me) I got a bit upset and made him
promise not to hurt him as he was drunk and didn't really mean to do
what he did.
He touched my arm and commented "you know girl, you're too nice" then he
walked away. Shortly afterwards a bottle of Champagne was sent over as
an apology for upsetting me, I thanked him and told him it wasn't
necessary but he insisted; so Jane and myself polished it off.
More wine kept arriving so by midnight I was a little bit drunk, Tony,
bless his heart somehow managed to get me through the back and onto the
settee where I tried to grab him and ravage his hunky body, but he
easily avoided me and went back into the bar.
He came back a few moments later as I was trying to stand up; he told me
that the girls would lock up as they would soon be finished, again I
tried to stand but my legs wouldn't do what I wanted - it seems that in
my new body I cannot hold my drink!
Tony picked me up easily and carried me upstairs, I remember telling him
what I was going to do to his body when we got to bed - he just agreed
with me.
I remember him laying me on the bed then NOTHING!!!!!
Next morning I came to with a pounding head ache and my stomach didn't
feel right - I had the mother of all hangovers!
As I laid there I realised I had my nightdress on, looking around the
room from the bed I surmised that my clothes were cleared away - Tony
must have done this; my heart melted for him, I looked at the clock and
it was nearly eleven! I sat up quickly then wished I hadn't as the room
started spinning.
Once the room had settled down I went to the bathroom and looked at
myself in the mirror expecting make up to be everywhere but no, I had no
makeup on and from the feel of my skin I had been moisturised before bed
- it was HIM again, how thoughtful.
I carried out my morning routine and went to get dressed and my make up
done; for ease I selected a pair of jeans and a sloppy joe pullover in a
shade of pale blue, matching bra and thong and my usual 4" mules.
I went down and watched Tony for a while he turned round and saw me
grinning he asked the stupid question "how do you feel" before I could
answer Ann came through when she saw me she grinned and commented "a
good night love" I glowered saying "I assume big mouth has told you all
about it", she just grinned and left.
By then Tony had made me a mug of strong coffee, he told me that the
place was ready for opening and he was going to do the first shift until
Sue came in at three. I was about to argue when he told me that there
was NO ARGUMENT which really suited me fine as I felt too ill to work.
The big lump asked me again how I felt and when I asked him what he
thought I was feeling he just smiled and said he had no idea, which was
strange as this body was his until a couple of days ago. "Liar" I
snapped "you know exactly how I feel, why did you let me drinks as
much?"
He looked at me and gently said "would you have listened? Anyhow has it
worked" I considered this, he was right I wouldn't have listened, so I
went around the table put my arms around him and snuggled up to him "Yes
I think its worked, I really think I've been cleansed and its all thanks
to you.
Suddenly I wondered if I had behaved myself while I was drunk "Tony" I
said in alarm "was I err did I err behave myself?" He shook his head
solemnly "well apart from abusing the whole of the bar and doing a strip
to show your bruises especially the ones on your boobs; as you put it,
you were fine"
I groaned at this putting my head in my hands in shame blushing
furiously "Oh god! I didn't, please tell me I didn't". I looked up and
saw the bastard with a wide grin on his face, "you pig, you absolute
pig" I screamed at him pummelling his chest, he was laughing like a
drain and soon I was crying with laughter, it felt good to be snuggled
in his arms I kissed him and thanked him, he looked puzzled so I
enlightened him, for taking care of me, undressing me and the rest - and
for not taking advantage of me in my drunken state. He looked lovingly
at me and told me that it was his pleasure and how did I know he had not
taken advantage.
I looked at him in amazement he seemed to have forgotten about being a
woman; my voice must have sounded amazed when I told him that my Tush
did not need douching, had he forgotten how we women have to clean after
sex.
To give him his due, he did look embarrassed and rapidly changed the
subject asking me if I wanted anything to eat.
I refused and only took a couple of aspirins to try and ease my pounding
head, thanks to Tony and the girls I had a very relaxing day, when Tony
came through from working I sat cradled in his strong arms with him
stroking and caressing me, slowly I came round and by eight that evening
I went and got ready for work as Saturday night is a busy night. The act
of cleaning my whole body was wonderful and it brought me round, I
wandered into the bedroom to decide what to wear and Tony was there
getting changed "going out" I asked. "Nope" he responded "getting ready
to keep you company" I smiled at his thoughtfulness. "You mean to keep
an eye on me" I joked. He smiled lovingly at me "yes that as well".
He had finished dressing by the time I had decided what to wear (it's a
lot, lot harder for a woman) anyhow I had decided on a black and white
polka dot mini skirt, coupled with a satin draped neck ivory top with
long chiffon sleeves, a pair of Brazilian tights black patent peep toe
shoes with a 4" heel and a 3" wide black patent belt; with my bruises
makeup took a bit longer and I finished off with the lightly tinted
sunglasses - I looked good and was happy with the results.
When I went down stairs Tony gave me a wolf whistle which made me feel
good and we went through to the bar to start work.
It was early next morning when we went to bed, I felt quite tired but
wanted to make love to my gorgeous hunk, but the bastard said as we went
up stairs, "No sex tonight YOU need sleep"!
I tried every trick in a woman's armoury, I gave him both barrels of my
big blue eyes staring at him like a puppy dog, I caressed him, pleaded
with him, even started to undress him, so in a bit of a huff I went and
got ready for bed, my final weapon was the most sexiest nightdress I
owned, a white silk satin baby doll which fastened by bows down the
front, reaching to just below my Tush my breasts were proud and
prominent in this creation and the little frilly thong really made my
pussy stand out, with my hair cascading over my shoulders and a touch of
lipstick and perfume in strategic places I was sure he would not resist
me, I wiggled into the bedroom in high expectation, but I may as well
have been wearing a sack because he only said one word "Sleep"I was put
out, but as we lay together he took me into his arms and I fell sound
asleep!
The advantage of a good sleep in that I was awake before Tony, carefully
I straddled him, making sure my pert booty was in the air in front of
his eyes, then I started work on his limp shaft - determined it would
not be limp for long! As my fingers caressed him he rapidly grew in size
and hardness soon his livid purple head tempted me so I kissed it and
ran my tongue around it, I caressed his balls with my long fingernails
feeling them twitch and tighten as I worked, kissing and licking his
manhood was intense for me as I knew how much he enjoyed me doing this
to him.
I felt his hand stroke the globe of my bottom, I moaned in pleasure and
he started searching for my rosebud, squirming and moaning in pleasure
he inserted his finger into my rosebud, sending me crazy - I wanted him
inside me now, my Tush was moist in readiness AND I wanted him on top, I
wanted to be dominated by him. I stopped my ministrations and moved
around so I could slip underneath him, he asked me if I was sure, all I
did was nod so gently he positioned me on the satin sheets and moved
between my waiting thighs, I reached between us and guided his red hot
manhood into my warm waiting Tush. As he slid into me the feeling was so
basic it really shook me to my core, intense is not the word for it. Our
lovemaking was slow, gentle, sensitive, intense and highly pleasurable,
he gently brought me to multiple orgasms while by working my vaginal
muscles I managed to bring him to two earth shattering climaxes but I
couldn't manage the third for him as the curse of the woman's (or at
least this woman) loss of co-ordination after multiple amazing orgasms
struck me and my muscles wouldn't work as I wanted them to - by the end
of our lovemaking I was a trembling wreck, my legs did not belong to me
I was quivering every time a mini orgasm ran through my body, it took
me ages to arrive back on planet earth from planet pleasure.
Thank the Good Lord that my life settled down after the first few
traumatic days of being a woman, my life settled into that of a busy
working woman, living with a gorgeous hunk for a few more weeks.
Many time's I thought about Tony and me, he was handsome, thoughtful,
kind, gentle and stupendous in bed, so why oh why did I not see him as
husband material? I wondered why if when she made the potions that
changed us and made improvements during the change could (s)he not have
put something into the potion that would make me, the new Christina love
him, the new Tony, god alone knows the number of times I asked myself
this question - but I never mentioned it to Tony.
Mid way through the week after the change my new dress arrived from
Harrods, along with the shoes and matching handbag. The dress was so
beautiful I had to try it on straight away, along with the shoes and try
the handbag with the outfit, all I had to do now was a few sexy thongs
and suitable tights and the girl was ready to party. To thank Tony I
made special love to him and finally managed to tire him out!!!! One up
for the Girls
As the time passed the bruises gradually faded, our relationship carried
on in a very gentle manner, it was like discovering something brand new
every time we made love, also I revelled in my girl on girl weekly love
sessions with Jane after we had our hair or nails done, but I was mainly
heterosexual as I adored being made love to by a man. I grew to really
love the sexy feminine body I now inhabited, for now I now was a fully
formed person, I was the end product of what I wanted to be a confident
feminine sexy woman.
The time came for Jane and me to go to Manchester shopping, we had
booked into a central hotel for the 3 days, this hotel had a high class
club in the basement which was frequented by TV stars, pop stars,
sportsmen and their WAGs (wives and girlfriends) and the like so we did
feel quite ok going there especially as we both would look fabulous.
I packed for the weekend my special dresses were in garment carrier's
everyday clothes in a case and my makeup and toiletries in a large
vanity case. Tony shook his head in amazement. I mentioned that when he
was a woman he used to travel in a similar manner! When the weekend
finally arrived I was bruise free, I said goodbye to Tony the night
before, making sure he would miss me while I was away; our sex was
fulfilling and energetic, I kissed him every where it was possible to
kiss a man - but for some reason I could not say those three little
words that could have cemented our relationship.
The Saturday morning I dressed very carefully, stylish and subtly sexy,
a tan silk blouse dark brown skinny jeans, brown ankle boots with a 4"
heel and a short leather bikers jacket with my hair worn over my
shoulders and my oversized tinted glasses if I said so myself I looked
good. I didn't really need to wear the glasses as my bruises had
completely gone, but I had found that they were a handy fashion
accessory.
Alan the relief license holder arrived and met Tony, Al knew old Tony so
they could chat away about him without him never knowing he was actually
talking to the old Christina!
Tony carried my cases to my car (as mentioned earlier my Audi S6 was the
love of my life, as I was a proper petrol head and could hold my end up
in a conversation about cars and engines, horsepower, over steer, under
steer and suspension which really surprised a lot of men!) I kissed him
passionately - Tony not the car; anyhow my car was a girl! And told him
to behave himself and I would really miss him, he grinned and commented
"miss me? When you'll have Jane to enjoy - I think not". I was worried
that I had hurt him and hastened to tell him that while I enjoyed my
girl on girl loving I really loved being with a man, grinning he patted
my bum telling me that he knew this and in case I had forgotten he used
to be me, so I gave him another passionate kiss and got into Audrey (my
name for the car as its similar to Audi).
I went and picked up Jane and Keith carried her cases he told the two of
us "not to do anything he wouldn't do" we smiled sweetly and promised
him, little did he know that we were going to do things to each other
only girls can do.
As I drove to Manchester we talked about everything in the world as
women do men, clothes, food, shopping all the important things.
The drive to the hotel took about 2 hours, we arrived at the hotel,
unloaded out cases, well the porters unloaded them for us, the valet
parking was great as all I had to do was give my keys and the next time
I will see the car will be Tuesday morning all cleaned inside and out.
We checked in and were shown to our room, as when we booked, we
specified a double room hoping it would be a large bed not two singles,
we were not disappointed the bedroom contained a absolutely huge double
bed, there was a walk in wardrobe en-suit bathroom and a sitting room,
perfect for our 3 days. The porter couldn't take his eyes off Jane's
pert butt she realized this and her customary wriggle was really
exaggerated causing the poor man to nearly have a coronary. We tipped
him well and then went to hang up our clothes, next to the fridge where
there were 6 bottles of our favorite Champagne; we open one and flopped
down on the sofa toasting each other with a smile.
Jane came into my arms and we kissed, her soft lush lips feeling really
nice, the soft skin
Of her cheeks caressed my peachy soft skin, two women kissing is so, so
different the taste, the gentleness, the subtle eroticism of the kiss,
we started to gently caress each other, running our fingers through our
silky hair, gently caressing each others breasts with the expertise that
women have, knowing exactly how and where to caress for maximum effect.
Soon we both were breathing very heavily and I murmured to Jane that we
should try the bed, we stood not breaking our hold on each other my Tush
was deliciously moist with small orgasms, and I knew Jane's sweet pussy
was in a similar state.
Once in the bedroom we stripped each other worshiping each others bodies
with gentle stroking, kissing and nibbling soon we fell on the bed and
Jane made her way down to my waiting Tush, I whispered to her that I
wanted to taste her sweet pussy and she obligingly swung her legs around
so I could taste her, as she kissed the inside of my thighs I shuddered
and twitched, I did the same to her and she moaned, I licked my way up
and then I tasted her wonderful juices my tongue pressed it way into her
pussy, she let out a gasp as it found her clittie, I tongued and sucked
her until she hit a shuddering orgasm, then she started doing the same
to me with a mouth full of her glorious pussy I moaned and writhed as I
started having orgasms, soon we were writhing and moaning in ecstasy as
we both started having shuddering orgasms, finally we managed to stop
pleasuring each other and started kissing and using out fingers to
stimulate our gorgeous clitties bringing each other to crashing orgasms.
Finally we were totally spent we laid in each others arms gently
stroking and caressing I stirred and said dreamily "What a wonderful
start to our weekend" Jane smiled back at me saying "I'll drink to that
----- damn" she cursed "we let the champers in the other room, I'll go
and get it". She struggled to the side of the bed and made the discovery
that her legs wouldn't do exactly as she wanted, as she tried to get
them to work, I didn't help much as I was kissing up and down her spine.
"Christina" she moaned "if you want another drink please stop doing
that!"
A good while later we had finished the bottle and decided to run the
bath and have a good soak, luckily the bath was also large, so we could
bathe together, as we gently sponged each other we planned the night,
first a meal then to the night club, we dried each other and went into
the sitting room stark naked, phoned for a table for eight thirty and
confirmed it was ok to use the night club.
As it was already seven we started getting ready, Jane had a beautiful
deep pink silk puff ball mini dress that clung to her perfect body, as
it was strapless all she had on underneath was a pink thong and black
patterned tights her shoes were black strappy sandals with 6" towering
heels.
I wore the dress Tony bought me, the silver satin with crystal insets
around the dress with feathers all around the hem, the dress was also
strapless lined in real silk satin so soft and comfortable, the grippa
tape held the dress snug to my breasts, the dress fit me like a glove
and finished about 6" below my Tush, very short and very tight,
underneath I wore a silver satin thong and black tights with silver
sparkles in the pattern. My shoes were black strappy velvet with 6"
heels which also had crystals on the heels.
As we looked at each other in the double mirror Jane commented that the
pair of us looked like a walking wet dream especially with our fuck me
now heels.
Our makeup was sophisticated evening makeup designed to get us noticed
and desired - not that we were interested in men! I slipped a wedding
band and engagement ring on my finger (from my first marriage) to deter
the wolves.
Both of our jewelry was understated letting our dresses do the talking
we picked up our evening bags made sure we had everything we needed
including out charge card for the room which was also our room key.
We went down to eat, as we arrived at the restaurant the feeling was
amazing, men could not take their eyes off us, undressing us as we
walked or rather wiggled due to our tight dresses, women also looked at
us with hate or envy in their eyes.
The waiters were very attentive we were treated like princesses mainly
due I assume to the way we looked, two sexy desirable women, this was a
totally new feeling for me to experience, like sex; I had Christina's
memories but until I had actually made love as a woman I had not
actually felt the emotion making love causes, well it's a similar thing
when being viewed as a feminine sexy woman, I had Christina's memories,
but until you experience the different looks men and women give you, you
just cannot understand the sensation.
Even though we were both slim we could eat for England as Jane husband
Keith put it, we had smoked salmon, a consomm? followed by chateaubriand
finished off with a fruit sorbet.
We had wine of course and coffee so by eleven we were ready to go
clubbing, naturally a trip to the powder room to make sure we were as
perfect as we could be, then into the lift for the basement club, we
shared the lift with two couples and a couple of single guys who really
gave us the eye, when we arrived in the club we were allowed straight in
as were the couples but the guys had to wait a while, which was a shame
as one of them was quite cute.
We soon were on the dance floor as both of us absolutely loved to dance
(another major difference, as when I was a man I hated to dance) and we
were good dancers again the looks we got depended on the person looking.
With couples men looked as if they were comparing us with their partner
and in some cases finding their partner lacking. Women without exception
looked at us as rivals, comparing us with themselves and some with
hatred as they knew their men would like to be with us rather than them.
Single guys well they looked at us some with undisguised lust and
craving, some with the view we were prey for them, conquests.
Really to be honest the two of us just couldn't give a shit, we were
dancing, enjoying ourselves and going to bed together!
Of course we did dance with some guys, quite a few to be honest and we
let some buy us drinks and have slow dances with us; after all we were
not nuns!
But in the end we refused the offer of being taken home as we pointed
out we were staying at the hotel.
After our nightly routines we finally fell into bed about three in the
morning and went to sleep in each others arms, making sure the 'do not
disturb' sign was on the door and the night chain secured.
The rest of the three days was in a similar vein, making love, shopping,
shopping and shopping, eating and dancing and more making love, by the
time we went home on Tuesday we were shopped out ---- well nearly and
loved out ------- well slightly.
The month of December passed quite quickly as Tony was leaving in
January, I was dreading it, more and more. Again I wished that he had
put something in the potion that changed us that would make me love him,
I got quite depressed about this, but kept my feelings to myself.
Christmas Tony and I spent with my family, mum and dad, sister Julie and
my kids Kerry and Michael it was strange but I was the daughter (which I
truly was now) and Tony (who used to be their daughter) was a welcome
guest.
New Year was different as it was the pub's busiest time of the year when
food was laid on for everyone and all the staff worked - including Tony,
it was a great night, tempered for me that soon Tony would be leaving,
we went to bed about four in the morning and fell asleep in each others
arms, I woke about seven and just stared at his handsome face, all the
feeling about wishing I could fall in love with him surfaced and I tears
started streaming down my face, soon I was quietly sobbing so as not to
wake him, I was breaking up inside.
I felt him move and he took me into his arms soothing me, it was very
comforting but it did not help me in the least, sobbing I looked him in
the eyes and asked him "why didn't he put something in the potion that
changed us that would make me love you? Then" I sobbed "we could be
married, I could have his children and we could be together", then I
broke down and sobbed my heart out.
Even in the depths of my sorrow I could see that this had shook him, as
he calmed me down it gave him time to gather his thoughts.
"Chrissie, Chrissie " he whispered "Until I changed into Tony I had no
idea he was head over heels in love with you, it really came as a shock
to me that first morning watching you at the sink to realize that I was
head over heels in love with the person I used to be; I tried to deny
it, but it was too strong, and knowing that you saw me as a really good
friend but it would never be love hurt as well" he stopped to gather his
thoughts, understanding what he meant I sniffled and nodded. Carrying on
he told me "would it be right to make you love me? How do you think I
would feel knowing that I had made you love me; it wouldn't be right,
love has to come from the inside of you, not forced on you - if you see
what I mean"
His words struck a chord in me and I realized he was right, I snuggled
deep into his arms and we made the most intense passionate love yet, it
was perfect so, so perfect.
The last couple of days flew by, and then it was time for him to go I
cried a lot at the time he left, but at least I understood that he had
to go, as he turned and got into the Taxi I was devastated, but I
managed to hold myself together, at least until I got inside and locked
the door, then I broke down in floods of tears, running to our bedroom
to find the used shirt of his I had stolen and cradling it under my nose
I could smell his gorgeous man scent I dissolved into paroxysms of
grief, and self pity.
Mother's day 2013
After thinking about that period in my life I felt very low, I snuggled
up to my darling husband and suggested an early night.
To be continued...............................
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