Becoming Sue
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I was so enthralled with the new Sue, I didn't hear the original coming
into the house until it was too late. The door opened and I heard her
shuffling in. I almost passed right out. My heart started pounding in my
chest and I started breathing more heavily than I had been before. My
hard-on seemingly vanished and despite the panic that gripped me, when I
looked down, I couldn't help but admire the way my chest looked. Out in
the living room, I heard, "What the hell..." I have no idea what stopped
me from fainting, honestly. I stumbled back a bit and sat on the bed. The
problem was, I sat on the very edge and slipped right off, crashing on
the floor. If the tell-tale sounds of my high heels clacking on the floor
weren't enough of a giveaway, the crash and the fact that I gasped aloud
was enough to declare that this sweet jig was just about up. I steeled
myself and prepared myself for the worst as the door opened...
On the plus side, the woman blocking the door way wasn't Sue. On the
downside, it was the neighbor, Beverly. The look of confusion on her face
was evident. She looked down at the "girl" on the floor with concern and
asked, "Sue...?" When I looked up and she saw that it clearly was not who
she thought it was, I could almost feel the frost in the air when I heard
what she said next. "Sue... My. How you've changed." I could feel the
sneer across her face. "Who the fuck are you and what the fuck are you
doing in this house?!" I attempted to stand and she interrupted that. "Oh
no no no, missy. You stay right there. I asked you some questions and I
expect them answered!" My face was red hot underneath my make-up and I
didn't even want to look her in the face, but I answered her. "Bev...
it's me. It's Eddie." Looking up sheepishly, I saw that her had eyes
widened and I heard the thud as she dropped her purse. "Eddie!? What the
hell are you doing?! How did you get in!? What the hell are you wearing!?
ARE THOSE SUE'S CLOTHES!?!? WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!?!" I was so
embarrassed, I didn't even know how to answer. What could I even say that
would even be any sort of explanation? 'Well, the house was empty and
despite the fact that I don't like this woman, I enjoyed dressing up in
her clothes?' Stammering, I attempted to say something, but she waved me
off and said, "Holy shit, Ed. Wow. Just... wow. I... I need a drink. You
sit tight, I will be right back." With that, Beverly stepped out of the
door way and I heard her own heels clack towards the kitchen.
Standing up, I smoothed out the dress and looked around. I didn't know
what to do. I almost thought about trying to make a run for my work
clothes and leave, but then what? Beverley had told me to wait, so I sat
on the edge of the bed and listened to her mix herself a drink. I wasn't
even sure how to sit on the bed, so I sat in a way appropriate to my
outfit, and crossed my legs. The sound of nylon on nylon was amusing to
me for some reason, despite my circumstances. My breathing had slowed and
my heart was no longer racing, but as I clasped my hands on top of my
knee and stared at the red finger nails and black stockings, I was now
painfully aware of just how far I'd gone in my little fantasy and this
was going to be very hard to explain. Bev's heels started clacking back
in my direction and I prepared myself for the worst.
She leaned against the doorway with a drink in her hand. Bev was a fairly
attractive girl in her late 20s, not a knockout, but she was nothing to
dismiss either. She was a little taller than Sue and was rather curvy.
Beverly had light brown hair and it came down a bit past her shoulders.
She had just come from work herself. She was a paralegal if I remembered
correctly. She was wearing a green blouse, showing no hint of cleavage
and a black pencil skirt. She was wearing tan nylons and black pumps that
were no taller than my slingbacks. "So... Ed... what brings you to my
neck of the woods?" I had explained that Mike had asked me to watch the
house while he and Sue were out of town. She took a sip from her glass
and looked straight at me, giving me not an inkling of what she was
thinking. "So... do you do this every time you watch someone's house?" I
sighed heavily and looked down. I wasn't even sure how I could even
possibly make this make any sort of sense. "I went to set the timers on
the lights and the TV. I had to use the bathroom and when I walked in
there, it was just a mess. I decided I'd use the one here instead." I saw
her wince a little and rub her eyes with one hand. "Ed? Could you please
uncross your legs? It's kind of unsettling." Uncrossing my legs, I then
smoothed the front and sides of the dress as I put my legs together. She
noticed the gesture and sighed. "Jesus, Ed, have you been practicing
that? You know what, nevermind. Finish your story. In fact..." She downed
the rest of her drink and walked away to the kitchen. "Finish your story
in here while I make another drink." Standing up from the bed, I then
smoothed the back of the dress and started walking towards her. "Stop." I
froze in midstep. "Ed... have you seriously been practicing this?" Once
again, I felt my face get red-hot. I was thankful I was wearing make-up
at the moment. Looking away, I answered. "Yes." She shook her head and
walked towards the kitchen. I observed the way she walked and admired her
curves as she walked towards the kitchen. She was muttering something I
couldn't hear as she walked towards the kitchen counter. She grabbed the
can of Sprite and the bottle of vodka off the counter and proceeded to
make another drink. "Well? Mess in the bathroom, used the one in the
bedroom, go on..." I stood in the kitchen, not really knowing what to do
with myself. Crossing my arms was a bit awkward, so I moved them
underneath my tits and crossed them there. Again, I could see her shake
her head. "Right. So as I was walking out, I saw one of Sue's bras
sticking out of the drawer, so I opened the drawer and went to put it
back. But when I opened the drawer, I saw all her bras and panties and
couldn't get them out of my head. I... just... I wanted to put them on...
so... I... did." She stared at me without saying a word for several
seconds. She continued to sip her drink, but did not stop looking at me.
I got very, very nervous. Finally, she sighed heavily and said, "I
believe you." She leaned against the counter and said, "Well, come here,
let's have a look at you." My heels clacked against the floor as I walked
right under the kitchen lights so she could see me better. I could see
her eyes going from my heels, up my stockinged legs and lingering at my
crotch for a bit. When she got to my tits, she leaned in and asked what
I'd stuffed them with. I told her I'd put some socks in a padded bra.
"That explains that." When she got to my face, she stepped around the
counter and got very close to me. I could smell her perfume as she leaned
in for a closer inspection. She pursed her lips and looked me in the
eyes. "I have to hand it to you, Eddie. You didn't do a bad job for a
guy." Beverly swirled the ice cubes in her now empty glass and began to
walk around me. "Not bad at all." Without warning, she reared her right
hand back and smacked me hard across the ass. I cried out and she barked,
"Now. Don't move or say anything." Not daring to move, I stood still. I
could feel her eyes looking me up and down. "Today might be your lucky
day... I've decided. I'm not telling Mike and I'm not telling Sue. Your
secret it safe with me. You and Mike have been friends for years and Sue
doesn't even like you anyway." I could hear and feel her getting closer
to me. Wrapping her arms around my waist from the back, she whispered,
"But my silence isn't free, Eddie. If we're going to have any fun here,
we're going to need to figure out what to do with you." I could feel her
heart beat through her breasts against my back and my cock started to
stir in my panties. "First things first... let's go back to the bedroom."
Taking my hand in hers, she led me to the bedroom. Positioning me next to
the bed, she shoved me violently backwards onto it. "Stay.", she
commanded. She took her hair out of the ponytail and let it cascade down.
Slowly, she began to unbutton her green blouse. My cock was definitely
stirring now. Beverly dropped the blouse from her hands, letting it fall
down to the floor. "Take off your dress." I attempted to stand up, but
she glared at me. Gathering my legs onto the bed, I sat on my knees. I
grabbed the hem of the dress and slowly started pulling it up over my
panties. I noticed her looking at my cock through my sheer panties, but
didn't dare say a word about it. I gathered my arms in through the
sleeves of the dress and began to wiggle it around my tits and over my
head. It took a little longer than I expected due to the corset
restricting my movements. As my face was covered by the dress as I was
removing it, I heard her dryly say, "A corset too. My, but you were
thorough, girly." I put the dress on the other side of the bed and
waited. Beverly stood there. Her arms were crossed beneath her plain bra.
She stood there in her pencil skirt. I noticed that she'd kicked off her
heels while I was occupied, so she was in her stocking feet. "Sit up,
girly. Let me get a better look at you." I got up, still on my knees. I
wasn't sure where to put my hands, so when I reached for her, she again
gave me a glare. "You do not speak until I tell you and you do not touch
me until I tell you. Understood?" I nodded in the affirmative. She
reached towards my cock and started rubbing it through the material. I
stifled a moan, and I could tell this had pleased her. "Good girl."
Beverly turned around and put her empty glass on top of the dresser.
"Undress me." Slinking off the bed, I stood behind her and unclasped her
bra. I eased the straps off her shoulders and saw she'd moved her arms
forward so that her bra could fall to the floor. My hands shaking, I
unzipped her pencil skirt and tugged it off of her. Beverly was down to
her plain cotton panties and tan pantyhose. I put my hands on her sides
and then slipped my hands underneath her panties and slowly started
guiding her panties and pantyhose down her legs. I bent down when I was
about to get them to the floor. Beverly took a few steps forward and
turned around. I watched her feet, not looking up at her. Her hands moved
down and removed her pantyhose off of her feet. Sneaking a glimpse at her
cotton panties, I could tell they were wet. I felt her hand on my back
and was able to breathe easier as she started to loosen the corset. "Take
that ridiculous thing off." I stood up and began to shimmy out of the
corset, all under her watchful eye. As it dropped to the floor, I kicked
it away and looked at Beverly's blue eyes. She leaned in close again and
put her naked beautiful body close to mine. I could feel the heat
radiating off of her and especially so around her pussy. She reached down
into my panties and put her hands on my cock. I closed my eyes and she
moved her hand down to cup my balls. Beverly began to play with them,
when she began to squeeze them tightly. My pleasure soon turned to pain
as she only gripped tighter. I'd been ordered not to speak, so I didn't
cry out. The grip relaxed and as my balls ached, I could feel the heat of
her pussy close to me again. "Very good." She leaned and nibbled on my
left earlobe. "Good girls get rewards. And maybe, if you're lucky, good
boys can get them too." My eyes were still closed and I felt her tongue
dash across my earlobe. I felt her hands on the waistband of my panties,
as she slowly pulled them down. Once again, I felt my equilibrium shift
as she shoved me onto the bed. "Scoot back." Quickly doing as I was told,
I moved back on the bed. Beverly climbed on the bed like a tigress and
straddled me. She ran her hands around my tits and I closed my eyes
again. "You can moan now if you'd like." Obediently, I moaned as she
caressed my tits. She bent down over me and put her face centimeters
above mine. "Do you like being a girl?" I nodded in the affirmative. She
leaned her face to my left side and began to lick my earlobe. "Do you
want to be a girl?" I didn't answer right away. As much as I enjoyed my
little escapade as "Sue" and as hot as I felt right now, the answer was
no. Observing my hesitation, Beverly whispered, "You have my permission
to answer." So I did. "Bev, as hot as this is and as much fun as I've had
so far, I don't want to be a girl 24/7." She almost purred in my ear.
"Good boy. Sometimes a woman wants a girl and sometimes she wants a
man... You could be both of those things to me, Eddie. But we have to set
some ground rules." She stopped licking my ear and sat up, her ass
against my very stiff cock. She began to put her hair up in a bun. "When
you're a man, you can be the man. It'll be like standard vanilla. But
when you're a girl, and you are a girl right now, I'm in charge. Got it?"
I again nodded in the affirmative. "Good girl. You're catching on quick.
She reached behind her and grabbed my cock firmly. It was in total
contrast to the way she glided herself gently onto it. My cock went in
effortlessly, she was so wet and hot, I'm surprised I didn't cum the
instant I was inside her. She moaned as she began to grind onto me. She
balanced herself on my chest, just underneath my tits. I had my eyes
closed and was so concentrated on not saying anything or even making a
sound that I barely noticed she was moving her hands up underneath my
bra. Once she squeezed both of my nipples so hard that I saw stars, I
realized it quickly enough. I clenched my jaw and almost cried out in
pain, but I was able to stifle it. I opened my eyes to see she was
staring right into my eyes, a little bit of perspiration starting to form
on her brow. "Very good! I thought you'd scream for sure on that last
one." My nipples stung, but my cock was having quite the time. She was
now lifting herself up with her legs and pounding down on my cock like
she was pounding in a rivet. Her moans now had grunts mixed in between. I
want to see my now throbbing nipples, but I couldn't underneath the bra.
What's worse, she still had her hands on them and I knew it was only a
matter of time before she squeezed again. "Eddie!" I stopped staring at
her hands and looked up at her face. In between breaths she said, "Am I
going to do all the work here? Are you going to fuck me or what?!" I
began to time her grinding into me and began to withdraw as she rose and
then I thrust upward as she would come down. After a few minutes, I was
rewarded with some very loud moans as she was barely giving me leverage
and just went in harder. She sat atop me for a second, catching her
breath. My cock was still quite hard, as I'd yet to cum. She looked down
at me. "Mmmmm.... Wow... that was... intense. She looked down at me and
smiled, "And I didn't even kiss you, did I, whore?" With that, she slid
off of my cock and laid next to me on the bed. "Clean yourself up a bit.
Mix me a drink and come back here." I rolled off of the bed and attempted
to stand in my heels. Taking the glass off the dresser, I attempted my
femme walk as I left, feeling her eyes on the back of my head.
I went to the kitchen and grabbed some ice from the freezer and dropped
it into the glass. I poured the rest of the Sprite and filled the rest
with vodka. Making my way back to the bedroom, I noticed Beverly wasn't
in there anymore. The bathroom door was closed, so I assumed she was in
there. Placing the glass back on the dresser, I adjusted my wig in the
mirror as it had moved while Beverly was riding me. My make-up didn't
seem like it had messed up any from what I could tell. I did lean down to
adjust my stockings. I slid them back up my legs and pulled them up a
bit. As I admired my legs, I took note of Beverly's discarded clothes on
the floor. Right as if on cue, she stepped back into the door frame.
Smiling, I handed her the glass, but then I realized what she was
wearing. She was wearing my work clothes. They were loose fitting in most
places, but there they were all the same. The black pants, blue shirt and
black tie... She even left the name tag that said 'Eddie' on it. As I
stood there a bit confused, she took the glass and she arched an eyebrow
at me. "What's the matter? Don't like it when it's done to you?" My
spirits dropped a bit. I'd thought Beverly was enjoying this, but maybe
she wasn't. Before I could even respond, she spoke again. "Alright, I've
thought of your final punishment. Oh, don't give me that terrified look,
I know what you're thinking and no, I'm not interested in that." I was
silently thankful. Among the things in Sue's drawers was her vibrator and
while I'd passed over it with absolute disinterest, I had assumed Bev had
something else in mind. She walked over to Sue's closet and turned on the
lights. "I could've sworn Sue had one of those..." I coud hear her moving
hangers around. The minutes seemed to stretch as all I heard was hangers
moving. After what seemed an eternity, I heard, "Ah ha! Perfect!" Beverly
walked out in my work clothes holding a black dress. As she got closer, I
realized what it was. It was Sue's Halloween costume from a few years
ago... french maid. "Here you go. You're going to clean up this whole
place and put everything back perfect. Maybe if you're good, you can
leave in the same clothes you walked in here with..." She stood there
with her outstretched arm holding a french maid dress. I walked up to her
and took it. Slipping the hangar out of the dress, I looked it over very
quickly. Pretty standard costume dress, with white lacey fringe and a
little white apron already attached. I unzipped the back of the dress and
stepped my heels one at a time into it. I wiggled it up my body and put
my arms through the short sleeves. "Here girly, let me zip you up."
Instinctively, I moved my long hair out of the way so that she could zip
me up. My cock was still hard and I could feel the dress rub against it.
Beverly looked at my cock and I wondered exactly what she would do next.
She reached down and grabbed her own panties off of the floor. "Put these
on. I don't want to see your cock flapping in the breeze while you work."
I stepped into her plain black cotton panties and pulled them up. The
panties were still a bit damp, an odd feeling for me, but still so good.
I let out an unconscious, "Mmmmm...." as I felt the dampness on my balls.
"Do you like how my damp panties feel against you?" I sheepishly nodded
yes. "I knew you would." She walked over and gathered the rest of her
things. I watched her as she did, basking in her wet panties on my body.
"Well? This place isn't cleaning itself." It seemed playtime was over for
the moment, so I got to work. It took a while for me to clean the
bathroom of Sue's (and my) mess in there, but I cleaned it all the same.
I tidyed up all over the house while Beverly mixed herself a few more
drinks and watched me all the while. By the time I finally finished, it
was very late. My cock had long given up hope and sat flacid in Beverly's
panties, which by now had dried. She went into each room, inspecting it
to make sure it was clean. She pointed out a few things I'd missed and I
very obediently went back and took care of it. Now that I was done, I was
tired. My feet hurt in the heels and I wanted nothing more than to take
them off, but didn't dare make a move until she ordered. "Well, you've
done a very good job, girly. The place is perfect. What a nice way to
make up for the mess you made in Mike and Sue's house, no?" She got close
to me and wrapped her arms around my waist. "Now, my last command for the
night is this. Clean yourself up and put your clothes back on. Call off
sick tomorrow and we'll see what kind of trouble we can both get into..."
Now that was an order I was all too ready to comply with!
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