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Yoga by Anna V. Hedge ([email protected]) Even now I couldn't believe how makeup could transform my face from a simple womanly face to a beautiful one. It had taken some amounts of practice for sure, but even though the makeup routine added an extra 30 min to my morning, it was so worth it. The foundation applied lightly, a touch of eye shadow to enhance my eyes, some eyeliner and mascara to open my eyes, a hint of pencil liner to push my eyebrows to perfection, and a touch of long-lasting lip gloss and I was ready. I looked at the mirror and I saw a gorgeous girl in her early 30s, mid-length black hair which had been carefully brushed with the help of an air dryer, perfect makeup, and a beautiful set of C cup breasts held in check by a white seamless bra and matching white panties, with pink bows at the hips. I walked in the room and got into a cute red sheath dress that ended mid- thigh, put on a pair of black sandals with 3-inch heels and an ankle strap, clipped on two pearl studs to go along with my beaded necklace and I was ready to go. Jill called my name from downstairs as I checked myself one more time in the mirror and I couldn't believe just 3 years ago, the girl in the mirror was a geeky man. ----- My third decade of life had started with a bang. After spending a good portion of my 20s building my software company, I finally decided to sell my baby after a bid I just couldn't refuse. Following a year of advising after the sale of the company I decided to take a much-needed break. I had been so busy I had not even had time to get a haircut in over a year. Managing through the sale of a company as well as helping with turning the reigns to the new owners had left me stressed out. After a well-earned month-long beach vacation I came home to lots of free time to think about what to do with my life. During my stressful months, a good friend had suggested I give yoga a try. However, I never managed to free up enough time to give it a whirl. With plenty of time on my hands, and looking for something to kill some time I signed up for a yoga class at my neighborhood gym. Not knowing what to expect I showed up wearing shorts and a t-shirt and found myself in a room of 10 women. A quick glance around the room made me realize I may be out of my league. Everyone was wearing yoga pants and yoga tops and they all looked incredibly fit. The instructor, a beautiful brunette in her mid to late 20s wearing black yoga pants and red yoga cami, must have seen my expression because she smiled and walked towards me extending her hand. "I'm Jill. You must be..." she looked at the class roster on a printout, "Rick! Welcome to yoga! I am guessing today is your first yoga class?" Still a little hesitant, I looked at her and sheepishly nodded. Without missing a beat, Jill said: "That is great. We have people at all levels today, so I will try to spend extra time helping you come along. Why don't we set you up over there, closer to the front of the room." I followed Jill to the front of the room, although the embarrassment of being the newbie in class was making my face blush. I am sure my face was bright red. And with that, I was off on my first yoga lesson. The hour-long class was one of the hardest things I had ever tried to do. Being incredibly inflexible and out of shape did not help. Jill helped and made sure I didn't try any poses that were too difficult that could result in me hurting myself. By the time shavasana rolled around I was exhausted. As the class ended and everyone started filing out of the room, some of the women were incredibly nice and not only welcomed me to the group, but also gave me praise on how well I had done the first class. As I was ready to leave Jill asked me to hang back briefly. With a gorgeous smile she asked me: "How do you feel after your first class?" I couldn't help but look right into her eyes right before I started to answer her question. Before I was able to say anything, I was taken aback by how absolutely gorgeous Jill was. Her youthful face, her shortish brown hair tied back perfectly so it wouldn't be an issue during class, the radiant smile, and her gorgeous blue eyes waiting for me to respond. "That...that...that was the hardest thing I have ever done. But I feel surprisingly relaxed now." I managed to answer trying to not give away that I felt incredibly lucky to be talking to such a beautiful woman. "I'm glad you enjoyed it, does that mean we'll see you again? We offer the class every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday at 8:00 am, though attendance varies depending on people's schedules." "I am currently between jobs, so that should not be an issue." With that, we said our goodbyes and walked out of the room together. As I held the door open for her, I could not help but notice the wonderfully svelte body and incredibly well shaped butt walking past me. I must have let my eyes linger too long because as I let go of the door and waved goodbye one last time, Jill gave me a knowing look. For the next month I went to yoga three times a week, and not only did my ability to do postures in class help, but gradually I had begun to realize that my 5'8" 140 lb. frame was getting some strength, especially on my core. I was not building muscle, but I definitely was feeling stronger. While I kept enjoying class, especially getting to see and talk to Jill, I continued to feel a little out of place being the only guy in class. Also, as I started doing more in class, my t-shirts and shorts started getting in the way of my postures. So, one day after class, I approached Jill about this as we were walking out of class. "I have a quick question about clothes. Do you know of yoga clothing for guys? My shorts and t-shirt are just getting in the way now." Jill looked at me and without missing a beat said, "I am not sure, but I am headed to a store to look for some items for myself, do you want to tag along and see if we can find you something?" How could I say no? I was absurdly attracted to this woman by now, so I replied, "Sure, that would be great." "Do you want to follow me or do you just want to ride with me? I can bring you back here afterwards if that is ok with you?" My brain was in overdrive now. I couldn't believe I was going to spend time with Jill, but now I was also going to be in close quarters with her. What luck!!!? "Sure that sounds good." We hopped in her car and immediately started making small talk as I tried to keep my eyes focused on hers and on the road to avoid starting at her wonderful cleavage or the rest of her body. She asked what I did for a living so I gave her a quick run through of my life. When she asked I was with someone, I blushed and mumbled something about being too busy for this and that. That was half the truth. The other half was that I had had the worst luck with women. Not only was I too geeky, but I also had zero confidence approaching and talking to them. Jill must have sensed my being uncomfortable because she changed the topic immediately by asking if I wanted to grab a bite at this Vietnamese place that was next to the clothing store. "That would be great," I answered probably a little too enthusiastic. Jill pulled over on a trendy strip mall, and we headed into a quaint Vietnamese restaurant. We grabbed a table next to a window and a waitress approached us with menus and asking about drinks. Jill ordered tea, while me not knowing any better ordered the same. Jill asked if I had tried Vietnamese food before and when I replied that I had not, she carefully explained some of the menu items. By the time the waitress came back with our drinks, we were ready to order, with Jill ordering Pho and me following suit. During lunch I asked Jill about her. She said she doubled as a yoga instructor and a masseuse at a local spa. She said the spa work was hard but she really enjoyed the yoga. She then commented on how great I was coming along in class and as we finished lunch, and after allowing me to pay the bill, she mentioned how she thought with a little more practice and a little help I could be one of the best in the class. I thought all the complementing was Jill's way to make me feel better about class, but she continued, eventually saying as we walked into the yoga store: "You see Rick, most people that come to yoga at the studio, what they are looking for is for a way to make their bodies look fantastic. They love that yoga strengthens their core and tones their muscle without making look too muscular. What do YOU want to get out of the class? Because truthfully, you don't fit that type." Before I could answer the storeowner walked towards us and started making small talk with Jill. After a minute or two, during which I was thinking about what Jill had been saying, she introduced herself as Megan. Jill said something to Megan and had me walk with her towards the end of the store that had yoga pants. As she started browsing through their selection, I finally said: "My main motivation initially was to find an outlet for stress. Though I have to admit that I have been enjoying the strength part of it, especially when it comes to being able to do some of the harder postures. Jill smiled. "Well, I can help you with both of those. Ok, so clothing-wise, you could either go with shorts or shirts that are cut a little tighter or..." Jill stopped, leaving the sentence hanging in the air. "Or?" "Well, I love these," she said as she was holding a pair of black yoga pants. "They are light and keep your muscles warm. But..." "They are women's." I finished her sentence. "Yes. Though, I will admit that I am not sure anyone would care." "I...I...am not sure." She looked at me, put the pants down, grabbed my hands and looked at me warmly, and without a hitch she got closer to me and kissed me gently but deeply on the lips. She caught me by surprise, a wonderful surprise. She then moved back, still holding my hands, and said: "I think they would look great on you. They would definitely show off that nice butt of yours." Hearing that made me blush uncontrollably. With my mind still in the clouds following that kiss, I mumbled in agreement. Before I knew what had happened, Jill happily grabbed three pairs of yoga pants for me as well as some yoga camis I assumed were for her. Without giving it much thought, I paid for the entire lot and we headed back out to her car. As she drove us back to my car, my mind was racing. Not about the yoga attire, but about the kiss. I had never felt anything so incredibly wonderful. I was daydreaming because until she placed her hand on my knee and gently massaged my leg as drove us back to my car. As we got to the parking lot, she reached over and kissed me ever so gently on the lips, holding the kiss as she looked into my eyes. As she retreated, she said: "Are you free for dinner tonight?" I stared blankly at her, too wrapped up in her kiss before I came to be and replied without thinking, "Sure." "How about," she pulled out a pen from her console and scribbled something in a piece of paper and as she handed me the note said, "How about you pick me up at my place at say six tonight?" I grabbed the note, and all I could muster to say was, "That would be great." "Awesome! I'll see you then!" As I walked towards my car, I looked at the note and saw Jill had scribbled her address. I then realized I had left my bag of yoga stuffs in her car. I spent the rest of the day nervously pacing around at home. Trying to figure out my feelings for Jill. Trying to figure out the weird yoga pants scene at the store. More than anything, trying to settle myself down from being too hyped at the prospect of a date with Jill. I drove to Jill's place still jittery. You know that feeling you get when you are overly excited about something great and the time cannot come soon enough? That was me the entire drive there. I got to Jill's apartment, rang the bell and after a minute or so she answered the door. She looked even more radiant than earlier in the day. Her hair styled just so and a gorgeous blue knit sheath dress showcasing her beautiful body. Her outfit was finished off by a pair of cream- colored pumps and a simple necklace. When she saw me at the door and smiled, I knew I was hers. "Come on in." "You look fantastic," I said without being able to take my eyes off of her face. "Thank you. You look great yourself. Let me grab my coat and my purse and we can head out." A romantic dinner with a beautiful woman at a nice restaurant was more than anyone could have asked for. I was extra happy we hit things off, talking throughout the entire meal about our past and what we wished to accomplish in the future. Jill's dream was to one day have her own Spa where she could just focus on managing the place and giving yoga lessons here and there. I was still undecided on my next project. After dinner, I drove her home. As we walked up to her apartment, she opened her door, turned around, moved closer to me, and kissed me as deeply as we had kissed at the store. She grabbed my hand and we staggered inside, kissing and touching each other. As the door shut, she started to remove my clothes as I struggled to find the zipper to undo her dress. Before I could find the zipper to her dress, I was standing naked in front of her. Before I could say anything she grabbed my hand and took me to her bedroom. We continued kissing as we reached her bed, and then she stopped. She unzipped her dress with the help of a side zipper, took off her bra to reveal a plump set of breasts and removed her panties as I could do nothing but stare. She started kissing me again but then, slowly, she glided my head to her pussy. Even though I had never gone down on anyone before, I just knew what to do. I kissed her pussy, and gently and slowly I started licking her clit with my hands wrapped around her butt. As my tongue worked her way into her, I started tasting the bitterness of her juices just as Jill was moving her hips back and forth in a beautiful rhythm. Every push pushing her pussy further into my mouth, allowing my tongue to go deeper into her. As her thrusts sped up I could feel her closer to an orgasm. Her thrusts also aroused me and left my penis like a sword with no target, swinging at nothing. At last Jill let out one solid scream as she thrust her pussy on my face while holding my head so that I would get every last drip of her juices. With her hip thrusts slowing down, I moved back to see a smile on her face and upon looking down at my penis, I realized I had, myself, let my juices flow out. Jill's went into my mouth, mine were left pooling on the carpet. Before I could do anything, Jill pushed my head back to her crotch while saying: "Again." And again, and again, and again I liked Jill into an orgasm. By the fourth time we were both exhausted. She grabbed me, kissed me deeply, and thanked me for a wonderful treat. "It looks like you also enjoyed our evening," Jill said as she noticed the pool of semen I had left on the carpet. I came to my senses, looked down, and before I could apologize, Jill said: "Don't worry, why don't you hop in the shower and clean yourself off while I tidy up around here. There is a new toothbrush in the left cabinet. With that I walked half dazed into her bathroom. What had just happened? I took a quick shower, and by the time I finished Jill handed me a cream towel, gave me a soft kiss on the lips and hoped in the shower herself as she said "Gorgeous!" I brushed my teeth and waited for Jill to finish her shower in her room with the towel wrapped around my waist. As Jill walked into the bedroom with her towel wrapped over her breasts and her wet hair highlighting her beautiful face, I couldn't help but smile. "You are beautiful," I said. "Thank you Rick. I think you are too," Jill replied as she threw on a tank top and a pair of boy-shorts. "Are you going to get out of that towel?" "Sure, let me run to get my underwear." "You don't want to wear those, they are dirty. Why don't you wear a pair of mine?" "I can't do that. They're women's underwear. And they're yours, and..." "Well, first of, they were mine and now they are yours. And second of all, they are just underwear. Look, you boyshorts or high cut panties, they are basically like guys underwear. They are just a little more snug on you." "I don't know, I...well." "Here, why don't you try them on?" With that, she handed me a pair of high cut black panties with white lace and a little white bow. As I put them on I noticed that they made my crotch a little tighter, but other than that, they felt fine. The look of panties on me, left me feeling a little emasculated though. As I looked up to Jill, she handed me a black cami and before I could say anything she said: "It's just a cami and it will just keep you more comfortable. Now, throw it on and come to bed with me." With that I threw on the cami. I caught a glimpse of myself on the bedroom mirror as I went into bed. Must admit that had I not known it was I, I would have guessed it was a woman, especially with the low amounts of light in the room. Once in bed, Jill kissed me deeply, thanked me once more for a wonderful evening and we fell asleep spooning, her body pressed against my backside, the feeling of her warm soft body pressing against mine. I slowly woke, and smiled when I found Jill still sleeping by my side. She looked so gorgeous and peaceful, her face completely relaxed and her hair just so. She must have sensed my staring because she stirred away, slowly opening her eyes and also smiling as she saw me looking at her. After making eye contact for a second, she smiled and said: "Hello there gorgeous." Before I could think about her calling me "gorgeous" she inched forward and gave me a soft kiss. "How did you sleep?" she asked. "Wonderful, just wonderful." I replied. As I sat up, I felt the small tug on my shoulders of the cami. I looked down, slightly confused before I recalled what had happened. Before I could think about my having slept in a cami and panties, Jill said: "They look nice on you. People get too focused on clothes being male or female. Sometimes you should just wear what is most comfortable and looks best on you." I nodded and we both headed to the kitchen. For breakfast Jill suggested I try this herbal shake that she said did wonders for the mind and body. It was not the most delicious, but I was happy to sit down and drink it with Jill sitting by my side. As we finished breakfast Jill said she was working today at the spa, but asked if I was free for lunch. I agreed to come over around noon during her lunch break. "Before you head out, why don't you try on the yoga pants we bought yesterday?" she asked. "Sure." I replied. We went into her bedroom and she handed me the yoga pants. As I tried on the first pair, I realized how soft and comfortable they were. "They are incredible comfortable," I said. "They look great on you, and they highlight that wonderful butt of yours!" Jill said as she gave me a gentle tap on the butt. "We do need to do something about this panty line though." "How do you mean?" "Well, you don't want to be showing a panty line when you wear these to class tomorrow do you?" "Hmm, I guess not. I don't..." Before I could finish, she said: "Don't worry, we'll take care of that later. Oh, I almost forgot, try these on." She handed me a light pink yoga cami, which I tried on after removing the cami I had on. "Comfortable, though it is a little constricting in the chest area," I said. "That's the built in sports bra. Don't worry, you'll get used to it. We should probably fix all that hair at some point. Otherwise, I think you'll love these!" Jill looked incredibly proud of herself as I looked down and saw what she meant about the awkwardness of the little chest hair I had with the feminine yoga camisole. As I started to take the shirt off, Jill interrupted: "Keep it on. Nobody will care that you are wearing these on your way home. And you will break the in this way." "Hmm, I don't know. What if..." Before I could continue, Jill approached me and whispered before kissing me so softly: "Trust me." "I trust you," I said. With that we said our good byes, but not before Jill gave me a soft kiss, gave me a bag with the rest of my yoga stuff, and tapped my butt as I started to leave. I had to admit that the yoga clothes did highlight the butt muscles that had been strengthened through yoga. I just wasn't sure about the highlighting of my butt and walking out in a pink yoga cami. My drive home went without much ado, although I was a bit of a nervous wreck every time I stopped at a light, refusing to look at the other people on the road. I got home and managed to spend a good portion of the morning in my new yoga clothes as I cleaned up my place some and checked my email. I finally took them off before I hopped on the shower, got dressed and drove to Jill's spa to pick her up for lunch. The spa was located in a mall, it was brightly lit, had a gorgeous smell to it and the sound made by the water fountain was incredibly soothing. As I walked inside, Jill spotted me from the front desk where she had been talking to a woman that was sitting by the computer. She said something inaudible as we walked around the front desk, met me with a soft kiss on the lips and asked: "Ready?" I nodded. We grabbed a quick lunch at a caf? located within the mall. Jill ordered us both salads and unsweetened ice-teas. I asked her about her day and she asked me about mine. As we finished lunch, she asked me if my afternoon was free. I didn't really have plans for my afternoon, so Jill was happy to hear that I was free. "How about a little spa pampering?" she asked "Pampering?" "Yeah, some pampering. You know, helping you relax and making you look good!" When she said that, with her beautiful smile, I had no power to say no, so I agreed to go back with her. We walked back to the spa where she lead me to a changing room, where she handed me a robe and told me to strip naked and just wear what she had left on the right pocket of the robe. I undressed and found a pair of cotton black panties, with pink bows on the hips. I stared at the panties on my hand for a second before putting them on and walking out. Waiting for me was a young Asian woman, wearing a nondescript black polo and yoga pants. She smiled and asked me to follow her to a room where relaxing music was playing. She told me to take my robe off and lay down on the table. She asked me if I had ever done a full-body wax, although judging by how quick she moved, she must have known this was my first time. She explained what she was going to do, and just asked me to relax and focus on the music. She also mentioned the scented candles should help me relax. Over the next hour or so, every bit of hair was removed off my body except for my hair. At one point, she even removed my panties, and waxed me clean except for a small strip of hair above my crotch. Just when I thought she was finished, she waxed my eyebrows. Once finished, she handed me my panties, helped me into my robe, lead me into an empty mud bath room where she told me to get into a small pool. As I got in, I could feel the mud soothing my skin. I leaned back on the headrest as the woman proceeded to rub some cream on my face and place a pair of cucumber slices on my eyes. I stayed in the bath for maybe half an hour before being lead to a shower stall. I rinsed the mud off my hair and body, now noticing how smooth my now hairless skin felt. How can my skin feel so smooth? It was luscious. I washed my hair and my body, toweled off and threw on another pair of black panties, noticing how smooth my skin felt as I slid them over my legs, before putting on the robe again. The same woman was waiting for me after I had finished showering and lead me to a chair that was propped up against a wall. I sat down and she asked me to put my feet in a salt bath that she slid below my feet, and then do the same with my hands once she slid over a table over my lap. By now, I knew my nails were about to be done, but the shock of all of the change was too much for me to oppose any of it. Besides, my body felt wonderful right now. Awake from the hair removal and mud bath. A middle-aged Asian woman walked into the room, introduced herself as Ling and said she was going to be doing my nails. She said not to worry, that Jill had told her what to do. Again, in a state of shock, I said nothing but "thank you" with a half smile. She proceeded to shape my nails, add acrylic extensions that added a ? of an inch of length, followed by a French manicure. I had to admit that my hands looked gorgeous. She told me to be careful until the topcoat sealed the varnish. She then proceeded to give me a French pedicure. When she finished, I thanked her as she smiled and walked out just as Jill came into the room. "Looking fabulous!" she said with a radiant smile. "Thanks," I blushed as I suddenly realized that Jill was looking at my emasculated self. "We'll have to take care of your hair sooner or later, but for now, I think you will do ok. Let me show you where the changing-room is and then we can go." I stood up and followed Jill to a changing room where a duffel bag was sitting on a bench. Jill went inside with me and told me she had gotten me something to wear for the rest of the afternoon while I had been getting pampered. "I'll help you get dressed so that you don't ruin the wonderful manicure." Before I could say anything, Jill had taken out a black bra from the duffel bag and had it on me while she let me know the push-up bra would enhance my cleavage just a tad, at least until we can do something more permanent about my flat chest. As she helped me into a pair of high-cut black panties, she walked behind me, wrapped her arms around me, grabbed my penis and testicles, and pushed my testicles into my body, while at the same time she pushed my penis between my legs. As she did that Jill said: "I love that beautifully manicured crotch of yours. I just tucked you so that you don't have a bulge where none should be there." She kissed me, slapped my butt and as I looked at my now flat crotch, she reached into the bag and got a red polo shirt and a pair of jeans. She helped me into the jeans, which were clearly women's since they hugged every bit of my body and I noticed had front pockets that were too small to fit anything in them. The polo shirt also was cut to accentuate my curves and the short sleeves were way to short to be a men's shirt. "Cute! Now, let's get these on so that we can go," Jill said as she handed me a pair of turquoise t-strap sandals. As we walked out of the spa, I couldn't help but catch myself on a mirror. Well, at least some form of myself. I recognized my face, although the shaped eyebrows had definitely given my face a feminine look. From the neck down, I looked like a woman. Even the somewhat unisex clothes, left no doubt that I looked like a woman, especially with the manicured hands and the feminine flats. I followed Jill through the mall, and before I realized we were not headed outside, I found myself being seated on a tall stool at a MAC cosmetics store. Jill talked to a woman at the store who kept on glancing at me as I nervously sat at the store not sure what to do. Eventually the woman walked over with Jill, introduced herself as Susan and proceeded to make up my face, explaining what she was doing along the way. She explained as she applied a base and foundation to my face and sealed it with powder. Talked about how to create the "right" shadows and choosing colors for my eye type and how to properly put on eye-liner and mascara. After crimping my eyelashes and adding mascara, I felt my eyes were open just a bit more. I said something and Susan said the crimping and mascara opened my eyes some, so more light getting to my eye. She mentioned that my eyebrows, newly shaped didn't need much help, but told me about how to use pencil them in if they needed help. She finished my look with just a touch of blush and with touch of long- lasting ruby-colored lip-gloss. When she finished, she looked at Jill and they both looked at me with huge smiles. I overheard Susan say to Jill that "she was right." When Susan handed me a mirror I was in shock. That could not have been me looking back at the mirror. Both women must have noticed my surprise because they laughed out loud. Susan got together a makeup kit that would help me for day-to-day occasions and a few extra things for a special night with Jill. When she mentioned this, I blushed intensely. I was feeling exhausted and confused as we walked out of MAC, but before doubt about what was happening to me could take over Jill lead me into a jewelry store. Jill picked three studs and the woman at the store pierced my ears, two studs in my left ear and one in the right. As I paid for my new studs, Jill praised me for how wonderful I was doing today. She promised two more stops before we left the mall. At this point, there was no objecting on my part. Jill took me into Victoria's Secret where Jill picked up a large bag of goodies she had asked the sales woman to put together while I was at the spa earlier today. As I paid for the order, I couldn't help but notice the smile on the woman as she saw my name on my credit card. I also noticed in the receipt that the bag contained several bras and panties, as well as a few teddies, camis, and even a corset. Jill thanked the woman at the store and although we were loaded with bags at this point, we headed into H&M. Jill had me drop the bags in a changing room and over the next couple of hours she brought a multitude of tops, skirts, pants, sweaters, coats, and finally shoes. By the time we left the store, I was now the owner of at least 10-15 new outfits and 5 pairs of shoes. If I had to pick a favorite...wait, I have a favorite outfit? Well, I did love a little black sheath dress, that paired with these wonderful glittered silver 4-inch pumps or the black 3-inch sling back sandals looked amazing. I also loved the more professional look of the maroon blouse to go along with the black pencil skirt with the brown calf-length boots. Jill mentioned that the boots were quite the find and that paired with tights would make a lot of outfits work incredibly well. By the time we got to the car and drove to Jill's place, I was not only exhausted but I was famished. It took two trips to get all the new purchases home, and then we set out to put together dinner. Jill kept on talking about how fantastic I looked, which I wasn't sure about, but then she would touch my knee with her hand and smile and I would just feel happy. I had to admit that the nails looked beautiful, although they were taking a little getting used to. Jill said to try to use my fingertips more, and that did help, and doing so gave me a more feminine look as I went about grabbing my fork and using my phone. I had also forgotten about my makeup until I took a sip of wine and noticed the lipstick mark on my glass. After finishing dinner and cleaning up, Jill suggested that we look through my purchases again to make sure everything fits right. So, we spent a couple of hours me trying different outfits and shoe combinations with Jill making pointers on what to pair with what. As we finished with the last of the clothes, I found a cream-colored nightie at the bottom of the Victoria's Secret box next to a box that had a pair of breast forms. As I looked at the breast forms, Jill came behind me and wrapped her hands around my waist. She kissed me on the ear and kept giving me little kisses off the side of my face. She turned me around, kissed me deeply on the lips, pulled back and told me how beautiful I looked. She ran her hands to my panty-covered butt and as she touched my skin, my now hairless skin was extra sensitive to her touch. The kissing and the touching awoke my penis, which started straining my panties. Jill started kissing me down my chest and as she moved down my body to my now engorged penis, her hands grabbing my legs I became increasingly aroused. She removed my panties, releasing my penis, then moved up and removed my bra before she pushed me onto the bed. She removed her bra and panties, got on the bed straddling my face with her pussy. As I started to lick her, she lowered her body and started to kiss my erect penis. She licked my precum and continued to kiss my penis as she started to gently move her hips up and down as I tried to please Jill with my tongue. I must have been doing a good job because I could feel her juices flowing into my mouth as her hips moved with increased intensity, with every push my tongue going deeper into her. When she wrapped her mouth around my penis and gently grabbed my testicles, I was not able to hold it anymore, releasing my cum into her as my body went rigid for a second. As she worked her tongue around my penis while I finished my orgasm, she kept her pussy pressed against my face, almost to the point I was having a hard time to breathe. Then without warning, she started rocking her hips back and forth on my face and I licked her clit, every time with increased intensity, she started moaning until with one last push she climaxed, releasing an extra stream of her juiced for me to clean up. Jill turned around, kissed me deeply and said: "That was wonderful babe. You sure know how to please a lady." "You are wonderful too." The both of us naked, my head resting on Jill's chest as our hairless bodies rested next to each other, our legs touching each other was the most relaxing feeling I had ever felt. I had never felt so safe as I did just then. As I moved my leg, feeling the smoothness of both our legs touching started to arouse me again. When Jill felt my penis stirring, she looked at me, kissed me deeply, and moved on top of me. With her body straddling mine, she leaned over, opened a bedside drawer and pulled out a vibrator. She leaned over, kissed me again and said: "I think it is time you to lose your virginity." With that she moved lower in the bed, propped my legs on her shoulders and inserted the vibrator. Gently at first, I could feel it inside me, slightly painful. As she began to work it back and forth, deeper with every push I began to become aroused. As Jill worked the vibrator, back and forth, back and forth I slowly began moaning. She started speeding up the motion, and as it went deeper into me I started getting flashes of orgasmic joy streaming through my body. Finally, with one last push, I released the most powerful orgasm I had ever felt. Jill left the vibrator pushing into my prostate as she moved over, cleaned up my cum with her mouth, and moved up to me where she kissed me and delivered my cum in my mouth. As I felt the warm cum in my mouth, tasting the saltiness of it, I swallowed. "There you go Lisa, you are now a woman." I looked at her and I understood that not only had Jill taken my virginity, but that she had christened me with my female name. Jill showed me how to properly wash my face and remove my makeup. She then applied a masque to help keep my face soft. While I waited for the mask to work its magic, she handed me a pill she told me would help with my changes. I took it without asking anything, knowing that I would do as Jill told me to do. Once the masque came off, we moisturized and went to bed wearing matching cream-colored nighties with high-cut panties. The following morning I awoke happy to be in bed with Jill and my butt a little sore from the night before. We had our herbal shake breakfast and got ready for yoga. Jill suggested I wear a thong underneath my yoga pants to avoid showing a panty line. While the thong made it harder for me to properly tuck myself, I loved the feeling of having something pressing through my butt. I completed the outfit with a green yoga cami that had a built-in bra and a pair of light blue sneakers. I shaved whatever little hair had grown overnight, moisturized, applied foundation, sealed it with some powder, and simply crimped my eyebrows and applied mascara and just a touch of light red plumping lip-gloss with my hair in a pony tail. When I looked in the mirror, I knew I looked indistinguishably female. Jill saw me checking myself out, and smiled as she gave me a pat on my butt and said: "Yes, Lisa, you ARE hot and you are mine." We left the house and drove to yoga, where to my amazement the woman at the check-in desk didn't blink when I flashed my male ID. Before we went into the class, Jill talked to the woman at the desk and had her take a new picture of me and print me a new ID that read "LISA SMITH." I had now adopted Jill's last name too! When we walked into class, the usual crowd was already there. The small chatter in the class stopped immediately when we walked in. I could feel people's stares as I grabbed my yoga mat and set it up in my usual spot. Jill started the class by saying that I had decided to undergo some life changes and that I had asked her to let everyone in class know that I would like to be addressed by my first name of Lisa. When Jill said this, I blushed at the feeling of people in class looking at me, so I focused on my manicured hands. And with that, we were off. Class allowed me to focus in my postures and breathing, so it was a nice relaxing time. As class ended, five of the women in class came over to say hello and to let me know they were proud I was expressing my true self. One of the women even commented on my nails, saying that she was overdue for a manicure as well. After class, Jill had to run to the spa for appointments with a couple of clients, but on the way to the spa she dropped me off at her hairdresser, Andrea, who Jill had spoken to on what she wanted my hair to look like. For the next three hours, I sat down as Andrea added highlights to my hair and then cut my hair into a stylish asymmetrical look. Andrea told me how to get my hair ready in the morning so that I could get it to look just right. When she was finished, I called a cab and went to Jill's to take a quick shower, using a shower cap to not ruin my hair. I dressed in a matching turquoise push up bra and high-cut panties, a straight-cut, short-sleeved light purple top with sewn cuffed sleeves and short side slits, and a denim skirt with a printed pattern and brown belt. I finished the look with a pair of silver flats and a simple gold necklace. I again did my makeup simply, foundation, light touch of light brown eye-shadow, crimped my lashes and mascara, a soft touch of blush, and light red plumping lip-gloss. As I looked at myself in the mirror, I couldn't believe the person looking back at me was the same guy that just yesterday looked like an average undersized geek. I looked positively sexy. I looked radiant. I couldn't help but smile. ---- Over the next few months, Jill and I moved in together as she continued to teach me the intricacies of being a woman. My herbal supplements were soon accompanied with hormones once I started sessions with a therapist. Electrolysis, while painful, allowed me to wear less makeup on occasion and increased my feminine look. While the hormone-induced mood swings were at times rough, having Jill help me through the hardest of times. Yoga helped me keep my body toned and with the addition of the hormones, my hips and butt had gained a wonderful dimension and my breasts developed slowly but the added sensitivity to my nipples increased the joy of sex. While the hormones killed my ability to get erections, I continued to provide Jill with sexual pleasure with my ever-improving tongue and she continued to provide me with sexual pleasure by stimulating my prostate. A year into hormones, I had the first of several surgeries to make me fully female. The addition of breast implants and the inversion of my penis into a vagina were celebrated by Jill and I with a trip on a cruise once I had fully healed. Getting to wear a bikini for the first time was incredibly liberating. Getting my first bikini tan line was incredibly rewarding. That evening we celebrated with an intense night of sex that resulted in my first female orgasm thanks to Jill's strap on. Jill proposed to me just over two years after our first trip to the yoga-clothing store. By this point, we had opened a yoga studio and spa together. She managed the spa, and I ran the front desk and ran the computer system for the business. It allowed Jill to own her studio and spa, and it gave me the opportunity to work easy hours on a successful business while also being able to dress up a little at work. More than anything it made us happy. I could have never guessed that the key to feeling fulfilled in life was a wonderful partner and a life lived with all the perks of being a woman.