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'MONEY IS NO OBJECT' ... MY BRIDAL MAKEOVER!
CHAPTER 5: ANOTHER SURPRISE BEFORE GOING TO THE GYM
The next morning, Rachael woke me up early. "C'mon sleepyhead, the
beginning of your training to be the most beautiful bride possible
starts now. Now, up you get and get into the shower and I will fix you a
healthy breakfast."
I got up, went into the ensuite, shaved my face really closely, which
hurt as it always did, when I was Penny for more than one day at a time,
before turning on the shower and stepped into the hard jets of steaming
water. I made sure my body was smooth, except for the little tuft of
hair at my groin, before soaping myself in perfumed shower gel.
Stepping out of the shower, I patted myself dry and wrapped the pink
towel around my chest before walking into the bedroom. Rachael was there
with my gym clothes. "Here you are babe" she said, "Put these on, a
little makeup and then come in for your breakfast."
She set the clothes down and left me in private to dress. Having Rachael
being so helpful for me was nice, but also terribly disconcerting that
she treated 'Penny' as a totally different person from 'Peter'. Often, I
wanted to say, "Rachael, you know it is 'me', 'Peter'. I am the same
person," like now, when she wouldn't stay in the room to watch me dress.
But, I was beginning to enjoy her involvement with me as 'Penny', and
didn't want that to end.
I saw the clothes on the bed. She had bought me a pink and white
matching leotard top and shorts, pink trainers, a grey tracksuit with
pink piping and of course a white sports bra.
I sat down at my vanity table and applied a little makeup after
moisturising my freshly shaven face. I still used full makeup but
sparingly. Then I took my D cup breast forms and spraying medical
adhesive onto them, stuck them onto my chest, holding them in place
until they were firmly attached. I definitely didn't want them coming
off during my exercise! That would be so embarrassing!
Satisfied that the adhesive had dried, securing them in place, I picked
up the sports bra, leant forward as I do when I have attached my breast
forms and slipping my arms through my new bra, brought the cups up to
the forms, enclosing them. Then the simple feat of fastening the bra
behind my back, and it was fitted. Immediately, my 'boobs' felt a lot
more secure. I jumped up and down a little and was pleased to note that
the forms were securely held in place. I quickly dressed in the rest of
the outfit Rachael had bought for me, a little concerned that the
leotard was a little clingy and really emphasised my breasts.
I was soon dressed and joined Rachael in the kitchen where she had
prepared breakfast for me, muesli and fruit. She also handed me a
handful of vitamin tablets explaining, "Penny, it is important that you
are healthy as you begin this fitness drive. It is also important that
you feel as one with your feminine self. Therefore, among these pills
are a testosterone blocker and two female hormones. Now, before you
panic, you were checked by Doctor Alice, when you visited her last week.
I have told her of your transgendered feelings, so she is happy to
prescribe these pills for you."
"Now, of course, I don't want to go behind your back in any of this, so
you have the choice of not taking them. However, I don't think I will be
able to help you realise your dream of being a gorgeous bride, if you
don't Penny. Anyway, the choice is yours!"
I was dumbfounded! "Are you not taking this all a bit too far Rachael, a
bit seriously?" I said. "All I really wanted to do was go to a dressing
service to have a Bridal Makeover!"
"Maybe that is what Peter thought, but you wanted to experience being a
bride Penny, you said so yourself," my wife interrupted. "I am only
helping you to realise your dream dear," she continued softly and rather
heartfelt, I thought.
"But Rachael, dieting is one thing, female hormones is another!"
My wife nodded. "I know Penny, but you are a beautiful woman. You should
be able to realise your true self, even if is only for a short time. Dr.
Alice, who is treating you privately, said that if you take these
hormones regularly for the 9 months until your wedding day, you will
experience some physical changes, like smoother skin and a slight
increase in hip and breast tissue ... but it will be reversible if you
decide to stop taking them at that point. Of course, with female
hormones pumping through your veins, you will also notice mental changes
as well as physical ones. You will become more emotional and think more
like a woman. This will increase the joy and satisfaction of preparing
for your wedding day Penny!
So really, sweetie, the choice is yours! Either, take the hormones and I
will help you as much as I can, or if you decide not to, then, by all
means, just book yourself in for a Bridal Makeover. I'm sure you will
look gorgeous either way. If you are worried about the cost of the
private treatment and the hormones, don't sweetie. Remember, money is no
object now!"
I stood facing my wife, woman to woman, aware that I was dressed in a
clingy gym outfit, while she waited for my answer. She was offering to
let me take hormones for nine months until I had my fictional wedding,
so that I could better experience being a woman. In fact, not only was
she letting me, she was going to give me the hormones to take!
She didn't seem at all concerned that I would become even more feminine.
In fact, from her tone, I felt that she was rather looking forward to
feminising me. She certainly didn't seem to be bearing a grudge or
hoping that I wouldn't take them. Therefore, after what seemed a long
time, but really was probably only a minute, I gave her my answer.
"Rachael, thanks for being so considerate and caring. I know it must
seem very strange to you, all this, and to be honest, I hadn't thought
of taking female hormones. However, now that you have given me the
option, yes, I think I would like to try purely to make the experience
of being a bride as fabulous as possible. So thank you for your kind
offer. I really hope you don't mind, because if you do, just say so and
I won't take them."
I thought she looked a little sad, momentarily, but then smiling, said,
"No Penny, I can't make that decision for you. As a woman, I know how
much you will need to feel your full feminine self. Anyway, girlfriend,
we are going to have such a good time making you ready for your wedding
day!" Then nodding towards the pills she had given me, "C'mon Penny, the
first day of your new life!" and smiled. I took the hint and swallowed
all the pills she had given me, including the hormones. Of course, I
didn't feel any different, but now there were female hormones racing
through my body!
"Does your leotard feel comfy Penny," she asked as we were leaving the
apartment. "It does, thanks, Rachael, though it does make my boobs look
huge! Maybe I should use smaller ones for the gym."
"Oh, no you don't! We women don't get that chance, so you aren't
either!" and we both laughed.
It didn't take long to drive to the gym and Rachael came in with me. She
introduced the both of us to the receptionist and said that I had an
appointment with Max, as a personal trainer. I was a bit disconcerted
hearing this. I thought I could try and hide and do my own thing, but
now I realised that I was going to have a personal trainer and that he
was a man! The receptionist, called Amanda, took some details while she
called Max to come to the reception.
Soon I saw a tall, strong rugged man approaching. He smiled warmly as he
extended his hand to both Rachael and me. "And who am going to be
training today and for the next few months?" he said. I shyly put my
hand up, blushing a little, and said in a soft voice, "Me, oh, my name
is Penny."
"That's good, ok Penny, can you follow me please, we need to take your
measurements and blood pressure and things like that, before we can
start you exercising." Then he turned to Rachael, "If you want to wait
for your friend, we will be an hour at the most, this time. There is a
nice coffee shop overlooking the gym. You'll be able to see what is
going on."
Rachael nodded, said she would wait, and disappeared in the direction of
the coffee lounge while I followed Max to the measuring and weighing
area! He was a big man and really made me feel tiny, which I felt was
actually quite nice.
The weighing, measuring and medical tests didn't take too long. The only
strange measurement he took was of my bust. After all, it could have
been any size I wanted it to be! He did measure the around the fullest
width and under the breast though. I suppose these measurements would
change if I lost weight across my back which would be possible
Measurements over, we went to the gym area and Max showed me which
machines I would be using first of all and then asked me to do 5 minutes
exercise on each of them, so he could assess my general fitness. I
hadn't done any fitness training for a while so I was panting a bit
after a few minutes. However, I soon got a second wind so didn't make a
complete 'show' of myself.
The main thing I discovered was how hard it was to run and bend with
large boobs! As I jogged in the treadmill, I was conscious that my
breasts were swinging slightly. Happily, the sports bra that Rachael had
bought me was working well and my breast movement was only minimal. I
was conscious of them the whole time I was exercising though. They just
seemed to get in the way, but when I saw myself in the floor to ceiling
mirror, I felt so proud and I thought I looked really good in my leotard
and shorts and my breasts looked fine.
After I finished my session with Max, we chatted a while, discussing
what he planned for me at the next session in two days' time, when
Rachael came over. I was sweating a bit, being so unfit, but happy that
I managed to successfully do all the exercises when she asked Max,
"Well, how did she do Max?"
Max replied, "She did really well. I've just been telling her what I
plan to do next time. It is all about building up her stamina over the
next few weeks. But I'm really pleased with the start we have made. She
needs to get back home, showered and out of those gym clothes though.
Next time tell Penny to bring a change of clothes and she can use the
luxury showers in the ladies changing room.The other women won't mind,
if we let them know Penny is exercising to get in shape for her wedding
to a man."
I just looked dumbfounded as Max and Rachael chatted about me as if I
wasn't there. Also, that story about me, getting married to a man again!
Really! I just shrugged, knowing how silly it was, but decided that no
harm was being done, so I may as well let them enjoy their little
fantasy and play along to the story.
I gathered my towel and tracksuit and saying 'bye' to Max, left with
Rachael and drove back to the apartment. As soon as we got in, I went to
the bathroom, undressed and jumped into the shower. My D-cup 'breasts'
were still stuck to my chest, so I showered with them on, making sure
they were as clean as the rest of me. They didn't look very realistic,
as they didn't match my skin tone, exactly, but thought that now I was
taking female hormones, I wouldn't need them much longer, and giggled at
the thought!
After showering, I dried myself and slipped on a black silk robe and a
pair of panties and re-joined my wife who was preparing lunch. Although
I was starving after all the exercise at the gym, all I was offered was
a small salad. I grumbled a bit, saying I would like some bread too, but
Rachael merely frowned and said that it was my own good. "After all,
Penny, you want to lose all that weight before your wedding day!"
I ate my salad and then said that I had better go and change into Peter
again. "Oh Penny, that doesn't really make much sense dear," my wife
said. "You have gym again tomorrow, so there is no point you removing
your boobs now to only have to put them back on again tomorrow morning"
I could see her point, and secretly was rather pleased that I could stay
as 'Penny' for the rest of the day. I agreed that I would go to the gym
tomorrow, and then after the session, Peter could return home for a
couple of days, before going back to the apartment for the final gym
session of the week on the Friday.
Thus, began my fitness and living routine for the next few months. I
travelled to the city, to my apartment on the Sunday night, stick on my
breasts before bed, so I wouldn't have to rush next morning. Then I went
to the gym on Monday and Tuesday, living as Penny until the Tuesday
session finished. Then I would return home until Friday morning when I
would drive back to the apartment early to prepare for the last gym
session of the week.
On the Friday, sometimes I would then drive home again or Rachael would
stay at the apartment with me. She insisted that as it was Penny's
apartment, I should always be Penny when I stayed there. Thus we would
go out to restaurants and clubs as two women and not as 'man and wife'.
Hortense
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