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For Friends and Family Part 7 - Work and Boys
Hi, in the reviews I have been asked how many more episodes of this story
is there, in truth I don't really know, I have the final episode
finished, but that's as far as I go. I suppose it depends on the number
of review I get that want me to carry on - Thank you all for the reviews,
everyone nudges me in the direction the story is taking.
We stood entwined in each other's arms, kissing and nibbling, our breasts
squashed, our hands fondling our satin clad bodies.
Amy's dress having only one shoulder was easy for me to take off her, the
back zip slid down and her luscious breasts were there for me to kiss,
tease and nibble.
My dress has a side zip and while Amy managed to un-zip me with ease, my
dress would only come off over my head, so reluctantly I stepped away
from her and she lifted my dress over my head, my dress joined her's on
the floor two delicate piles of satin, one black and one green.
We kissed again and Amy unfastened my bra, the scrap of satin and lace
fell to the floor as she targeted my breasts with evident pleasure, as
she teased my nipples I watched in amazement as they doubled in size and
became ultra-sensitive.
I whimpered in pleasure as my nipples sent electrifying sensations
through my body.
We slowly walked over to the Queen size bed and fell onto it. We were
kissing passionately, our tongues entwined, fondling each other's
breasts, stroking caressing, bringing each other to a frenzy of passion.
I shuddered as I orgasmed, not withstanding the fact that I did not have
an erection I shuddered to a climax. Amy murmured "couldn't wait for me
could you." Then she shuddered as her climax racked her beautiful body. I
continued kissing and licking her gorgeous body and whispered "you
weren't all that far behind me.
My lips fastened onto her engorged nipples and she writhed in pleasure,
arching her back in ecstasy, "yes, oh yes Nicky yes" my hand drifted
between her legs and my fingers gently made their way through he
wonderfully soft pubic hair, reaching the wonderful damp spot, as my
fingers explored she moaned softly and her hand gently pushed my head
downwards.
Taking the hint I kissed my way towards her female haven, my tongue
teased her blond pubis, then I found the object of my desire, I kissed my
way around her pleasure centre then my tongue entered her, soon I found
the target I was after, her delicious clittie, as I sucked and teased
with my tongue she whimpered and her hips bucked Amy gave a long
shuddering gasp and I tasted the wonderful taste of her love juices, I
was in heaven licking and sucking the luscious fruit of my love, my
sister.
Again she climaxed bucking and lifting the hips off the bed, writhing and
whimpering, "Nicky, oh Nicky Oh god you are wonderful."
She was pummelling the bed in the throes of passion, she held my head and
tried to move me from her luscious pussy, I took the hint again and
kissed my way back up her body, now covered with a thin film of
perspiration - she tasted lovely and feminine, her taste excited me.
Our lips met and passionately her tongue explored every crevice of my
mouth, tasting her own love juices. As she pushed me onto the bed she
whispered "your turn now my lover."
Kissing me she then moved down from my mouth to my nipples, I had only
had these for a few weeks but WOW were they sensitive, no wonder women
love to have their nipples aroused, I certainly did.
It was not long before I shuddered to another orgasm, how this was
happening I had no idea, and to be honest did not care, as long as I
managed to climax I just loved it.
Amy went lower and then I felt her tongue lapping the head of my trapped
dick, or clittie as I decided to call it!
I moaned in bliss as she tongued my clittie, the feelings emanating from
it were amazing, I was dreaming I was a complete woman, I gave a squeal
as again I climaxed, shuddering and writhing in ecstasy.
My hand went to the bedside table and I found the dildo, a smile came to
my lips and I gently tugged on Amy's hair. "MMMMMMM," she moaned and as I
turned the vibrator on she moaned dreamily, "Ahhhhhhhh yes."
She worked her way back up my body, we kissed and I did exactly the same
as she did my tongue searched her mouth to taste her.
I slipped the vibrator between our breasts and switched it on, we both
gasped as the vibrations shuddered through our breasts, I managed to
touch the tip to both our nipples and this caused us both to moan and
gasp as jolts of pleasure racked our bodies.
Looking down on me, her blonde hair framing her beautiful face, Amy
looked full of passion her eyes half closed her lips fuller and pouty, a
picture of lust and passion. "I'm going to love having you as a sister,"
she said in a thick passionate voice.
I moved the vibrator down her body and managed to impale her, she arched
her back and screamed quietly shuddering as again she reached an orgasm,
I continued to pleasure her until she was continuously having orgasms.
Finally we were both spent and lay contentedly in each others arms,
breathing heavily and lightly sheened in perspiration, we laid there each
engrossed in our own thoughts.
I was luxuriating in the feelings passing through my body, and wondered
how much was due to the hypnotic suggestion and how much was due to the
hormones?
I was acting just like a woman; I was smiling as women do, presenting a
happy and attractive face to the world, also looser in my mannerisms and
demeanour,
I was attracted by men, also when making love to Amy, I thought of her as
my sister, another girl, this was strange, but pleasant, I really enjoyed
these girl on girl sessions, but I will admit I had a desire to see what
having a man inside me would feel like.
Another thing was, my vagina was a prosthetic made from silicon, however
I swear that I feel everything happening 'down there', was this hypnotic
suggestion or wishful thinking? And I thought of my vagina as real!
So many questions, so many answers needed, so many answers not answered!
Amy stirred and looked at me, "I have a question for you," she murmured.
"Ask away," I responded. She looked at me with those gorgeous blue eyes
and said somewhat warily, "You promise you won't get mad or be offended?"
I looked at her lovingly and responded, "How could I ever get mad at
you?"
She smiled and said, "You might, but here I go; when you were a man, you
could never come as much as you do now, why?"
I sighed looking sadly at her and after a short while said; "The truth is
- I just don't know, whether it's the hormones, the fact that I do not
have an erection now, hypnosis or what, I just don't know"
She kissed me on the cheek and commented, "You know just then when I
referred to you as being a man?"
I nodded.
"Well," she continued, "I find it very hard to think of you as anything
other than a girl, my sister, does that worry you?"
I turned towards her, facing her our heads on the pillow, my breast moved
and rubbed sensuously against her's; "No Amy it doesn't worry me, because
that's what I am for the foreseeable future, it will be easier for the
two of us if we both think that way." Amy leant over and gently kissed me
on the lips.
"I still love you, but in a very much different way," she said smiling.
I gently kissed her luscious lips murmuring, "I'm so very glad about
that."
Amy looked softly at me and said, "Shall we go and clean up and get ready
for bed?"
"Sounds like a good idea," I answered.
We went to the bathroom and cleaned ourselves up, removed our make-up and
moisturised, soon sweet smelling, fresh and feminine we slipped into our
Satin PJ's, got into bed and cuddled up.
A soft knock at the door jolted me into wakefulness, Amy was still
sleeping, groggily I got to the door, looking through the spy hole I saw
mum standing there, opening the door she said, "Dad and I are just going
to breakfast, then dad's going to work."
"Ok mum," I replied as soon as I can get sleeping beauty up we'll be
down.
"I heard that," came a voice from the bed.
I got to the bathroom first and by the time Amy made it I was in the
shower, I did my morning routine, which by now was totally natural, went
into the bedroom and slipped into clean knickers and stockings, waist
cinch then the cream leather skirt I had arrived in, Amy emerged and also
got dressed while I was putting quick day make up on, light foundation,
light eye make-up, blusher touch of lipstick, then into a wild berry
cashmere knit top, it had dolman sleeves a mesh panel with a floral
design in beads and sequins, on my feet I slipped on a pair of ruby suede
loafers (at 5'10" tall these are quite acceptable).
We were both ready about the same time and headed to breakfast, as we
entered Mum and dad were just finishing, dad kissed the three of us as he
left and said he would see us in the evening, mum went to pack while Amy
and I had our breakfast, fruit, cereals and toast with of course a pot of
tea.
After breakfast we went up and packed our bag, carefully putting away our
dresses in the garment carriers. We went to mum's room and the three of
us took our luggage downstairs, Dad had paid the bill as he left so all
we had to do was load the car and leave. There was no sign of Guy and
Carl, but we knew we would see them on Saturday.
On the drive home, Amy and myself decided to restart our jogging, we used
to do this when we were a couple, now we would be sisters!
Also we phoned the van hire company and arranged to pick up a van
tomorrow (Friday) and return it Tuesday.
When we got home there was a message for me to phone Chloe, when I
managed to talk to her I confirmed that I would be at the hair salon at
ten, she warned me that the laser technique that was going to be used to
fit the extensions would mean that with the extensions, styling and
colouring I would be a few hours in the salon, she asked if there was any
style I wanted, thinking for a second I liked the style of my wig, but
I'd like the colours to be more tonal so I told her "similar to Cheryl
Cole" Chloe chuckled and commented "good choice girl, no problems, though
I don't think you will be able to have your hair quite as long."
We said good bye and I went and got changed to go jogging, remembering
Amy's warning I wore a tight sports bra under my pink sweatshirt Lycra
jog pants showing my attributes from the waist down, hooded fleece top,
leg warmers, a cute pink head band and pink and white trainers and gloves
and I was ready to go.
We decided on a easy three mile run, even with the sports bra, running
with boobs is quite an experience and they move all the time, not
unpleasant but as Amy reminded me a good bra is essential or else I would
end up with 'joggers nipple', which is very painful especially for us
girls.
I really enjoyed the run and the two of us were pleasantly 'glowing' at
the end we showered and changed into jeans and a pullover and I did some
training with the book, watched the make-up DVD and took the test on my
recognition of faces from my 'new' life, I did a lot better in this
remembering half of the faces, names, how I interacted with them both
professionally and socially.
The we both did some packing, clothes, books, ornaments, some bedding
there were also some small bits of furniture and the big bits which we
would sort out on Tuesday, our beds.
Friday dawned and as I got dressed I reflected that really once I reached
my full bust size I would be starting my new life properly.
I dressed in stretch western style jeans in a deep fig colour, I teamed
this with a thistle coloured angora knitted top, which was a similar
shape to an oversized T shirt, a ribbed shawl collar and three quarter
sleeves. My shoes were black stud strap ankle boots with a 2" heel,
matching black leather handbag; my coat a cashmere ? length red, with a
funnel collar, turned back cuffs, fully lined and lovely and warm ideal
for driving.
We drove to London, chatting away like the sisters we had become, first
we went to the apartment to drop off some small bits and pieces and pick
up the mail, there was one for Nichola and from the envelope it was from
my new company.
I showed it to Amy who said "well Muppet, open it." My hands were
trembling as I slit the envelope open, I read the letter my hands
shaking. "Amy," I stammered, "I've got to phone Fiona in HR, to arrange
an induction."
There was no hesitation from Amy. "Well phone her," she said.
I reached into my handbag for my i-phone found Fiona's number and called.
The outcome of the call was that in three weeks time I was to fly to New
York to undergo an induction, I was asked if there was anyone I wanted to
accompany me, caught unawares I stammered, "Well my sister, if she can
get time off work."
Fiona told me that that would be fine so I gave her Amy's full name and
promised to phone her back if Amy couldn't make the trip.
Amy, only hearing half the conversation was literally bouncing to know
what I had been discussing especially as I was using her name.
"Oh," I said acting nonchalantly, "it's nothing really, I'll tell you
later."
She took my shoulders and said to me, "You'll tell me now Nichola
Elizabeth McKinnon - or else I'll tickle you."
"You don't want to know," I started when she started tickling my I
squealed and screamed, totally female responses.
Finally I could take no more. "Ok, Ok Amy, I'll tell you."
She released me and said, "Well?" "It's just that I have go to an
induction in three weeks time, and was asked if there was someone I would
like to go with me - so I mentioned your name."
"Oh," she said somewhat deflated. "I am off work for w while yet, but
where is it and how long will it be?"
Again playing it cool I told her. "It's Monday to Friday, nowhere
special."
"Nichola," Amy threatened, "and where is your induction."
I grinned at her. "How's New York suit you!"
Stunned she looked at me for a second then screamed and hugged me. "Oh
you absolute darling, New York before Christmas, that's a dream, I LOVE
you."
We danced in circles hugging and squealing in delight. "I take it you
want me to phone Fiona to tell her you can get time off work," gleefully
Amy managed to say. "You better do it now girl before I start tickling
you again."
So I did as I was told and phoned Fiona to confirm that Amy would be
going with me. Fiona said she would send the itinerary to me in the post
and arrange to pick the tickets up at Heathrow, everything would be in
the letter.
Both of us were on cloud nine as we went to collect the van, it was a
transit and both Amy and my name were on the insurance, we agreed that I
would drive the van while she took the car.
It was the same type of van I had hired before all this started, but I
found driving as a girl was totally different, Heels were a bit of a
problem which took some getting used to, my boobs were another
distraction as the seat belt was uncomfortable across them, and my
attitude while driving, I felt well different not as aggressive,
assertive, call it what you want. Not for the first time I wondered if it
was the hormones or the hypnosis?
The drive home was uneventful, I got used to driving in heels, and to a
point having my boobs crushed by the seat belt, but I was still a
different driver as Nichola to before when I was male, I eventually put I
down to the hormones.
Amy couldn't wait to tell mum about the upcoming trip to New York, mum
was as excited as the two of us, but being ever practical she asked me if
I would be ready in three weeks. I considered this and replied "well mum,
I'm going to have to be, the 'new' Nichola will be on show to people she
knows."
Mum hugged me saying, "Poor dear, I'm sure that you'll be perfect."
Grinning I quipped, "I hope so mum, I really hope so."
It was back to my training, Amy had decided that I only needed short
deportment lessons now, so that bloody book was consigned to the
bookshelf where it should be, not balancing on my head!
I was watching and indeed practicing make-up styles and techniques using
the DVD, which had subliminal photo's of my work colleagues and social
friends.
After two weeks of practice I was becoming quite proficient applying
make-up and styling my hair I was really proud of my achievements and of
the results I could create.
My handwriting was very close to Nichola's as was my signature, so I
started keeping her diary up to date, though not as long and detailed as
she used the keep.
I was also researching her new job, or more true to say my new job,
Nichola worked for a multi national pharmaceutical company as a R & D
strategy team leader, she had worked there since leaving university with
her MBA.
Her (my) new position was a new position in the company titled 'European
Strategy Manager' reporting directly to the director of global strategy
in New York. (Hence the New York Trip)
This was a job I could really get my teeth into, I had left my last
position because it wasn't challenging enough - well this one certainly
was challenging in three ways: One it was a new division; Two, for a
position like this Nichola was absurdly young at 23, nearly 24, she was
certainly on the fast career track within her company, and she was
obviously good at her job. And the third reason was that I would be
working as a woman, a good looking young woman, there were bound to be
factions, resentment and jealousy that I had been promoted over others,
it was up to me to figure this out and work out what to do about them.
The strategy department consisted of 40 people, split into country task
forces of 2 or more people, the job of the division was to decide and co-
ordinate research and development strategy in conjunction with the
different countries R&D strategy teams, so over the coming weeks I had to
devote a lot of my time to getting word perfect on the machinations of
this multi national, this was right up my street as I had a brain like a
hard drive, I had the ability to take in and store vast amounts of
information, this was a gift and boy was I going to need it now!
Friday went and as I got ready for bed I solemnly inspected my body,
looking for imperfections, as I stared into the full length mirror I
decided that I really was quite attractive, mainly due to the skill of
the surgeons, and hormones and partly due to my bodies shape, which was
developing well as a woman.
My chestnut hair (wig at present, mine on Tuesday) cascaded in heavy
waves over my shoulders and down to the bottom of my shoulder bones, I
normally wore it parted in the centre, but for work I decided to mainly
wear it up, in a chignon or a French plait or a simple bun.
My face was oval with a delicate chin and delicate cheek bones, my green
eyes were almond in shape, my nose was very feminine, similar to Kate
Middleton's and I really like it, I thought it cute.
Full lips; very, very similar to Angelina Jolie's, full and very sexy, I
could pout for England.
My neck was slender, not as long as I would have liked, but with no Adams
Apple it looked feminine, Leading down to my slender shoulders, I had
always had slender shoulders as the sports I had done were technique
sports as opposed to strength sports, I loved jogging and running, Judo
and Karate, ice skating and strangely for a guy ballroom dancing!
My arms were slender, my muscle mass now resembling female muscle,
slender wrists lead to my hands, which were a bit big for a girl, but
long elegant nails helped in the illusion of femininity, my largest ring
size was a R in UK sizes.
Looking down my hairless body, my tear drop shaped 38C breasts were pert
and very natural looking, my nipples were the size of an eraser on the
top of a pencil, but would double in size when aroused.
I was slowly acquiring a waist, I should be 28" but was 30" I'd lost a
couple of inches through strict dieting and of course hormones, my hips
were perfect at 38", very womanly, and turning round to stare at my
obviously feminine very luscious pert derriere I was really pleased at
the way my bum had turned out.
Skipping over my false vagina, which looked amazingly realistic (how
would I feel with a real one? Did I want a real one? I just didn't know)
My legs were slender and not really feminine, but they were getting that
slight covering of fat that a woman's legs have to make them shapely, in
time they may be passable. And finally my feet, as a man I always hated
my feet because they seemed too small, now this was an advantage, as now
I would buy women's shoes, and my feet were perfect for this.
So there you are, this is what the surgeon's, hormones and nature have
combined to make me, and all in all I was very, very pleased with the
results.
I slipped on a lavender satin nightdress with spaghetti straps and slid
into bed, switching the CD on for me to listen to the tapes messages
about my life, I was more and more immersed in Nichola, which was a good
thing.
When I awoke on Saturday, I remembered that this was the day of my first
date; a shiver of excitement ran though my body and my nipples perked up
a bit.
Going into the bathroom to complete my morning routine, I was happily
humming a tune.
Now to decide what to wear for the day, jeans or trousers I finally
decided on a pair of slim leg stretch trousers, I teamed this with a
metallic knit lurex top, it was a casual design with dropped shoulders, a
round ribbed neckline and long sleeves, a simple pair of satiny knickers
and a flesh coloured sports bra and knee high stockings on my feet I wore
a pair of leather gold coloured wedge slippers which had a pretty floral
cut out design.
I went down and there was only mum and myself awake, "Morning sweetheart"
mum greeted me, I walked over and gave her a kiss on the cheek as I had
seen Amy do, but for some reason I refrained from copying. Mum beamed and
said "thanks darling, I was waiting for my morning kiss from my youngest
daughter,
I take it you feel part of us now" Smiling back I responded "Oh yes, and
thank you for everything you are doing to make me ready for my new life"
Mum squeezed my shoulders saying, "Nichola, you have nothing to thank us
for, it's us that should be thanking you darling."
This seemed to be a turning point in my absorption of my new life as
Nichola, we sat there having breakfast chatting away as a mother and
daughter would, I felt so relaxed and so belonging.
I offered to clear up while mum got ready to go and visit Nichola in the
sanatorium, while I was doing this chore Amy came down so I sat with her
while she had her breakfast and of course I had more tea - (any American
reading this, it's true a lot of England run's on Tea).
I left Amy after a while, once we had decided on me doing her hair and
nails, and she was to do my nails, then we would decide what we were
wearing for tonight.
So I went and did more research on my new company and new job, watched
the DVD again, then took the test, showing myself straight pictures with
me having to remember names, relationship, and interaction that Nichola
has with each of them, I am glad to say that I got 90% correct. Getting
better.
I worked for about 4 hours and then Amy arrived and announced that we
should go for a run, I got ready the clothing seemed natural after only
the second day of running, as I said earlier a turning point had occurred
so that now I was proud of my shape and figure.
We were a bit more ambitious and did a 5 mile run, which while it got our
cardio-vascular system we were pleasantly tired, we arrived home about
three, which gave us about 4 hours before we had to meet Carl and Guy, I
had butterflies in my stomach.
We each ran a bath, and soaked for a while, they we put a face pack on
and sat chatting for the required time, after taking the mask off , we
did our nails, mine a really deep red in colour, fingers and toes; Amy
had dark purple nail varnish on her fingers and rose pink on her toes.
I decided on a dress for tonight, knee length in winter pink soft jersey
crepe, which draped at the cowl neck, asymmetric pleating gathered into a
twist detail just above my right hip, it was fully lined in satin,
underneath I wore a proper bra, a black 'Curvy Kate tease me balcony with
matching thong and waist cinch with suspenders, getting dressed I felt a
million dollars, black patent 3" heels and matching shoulder bag
completed the outfit, before dressing I slipped on a dressing gown and
went and did Amy's hair, she wanted it in an up style wit wisps framing
her face, she looked good enough to eat.
Her dress was a black Cornelli lace knee length shift dress, it was
gorgeous and really suited her, she also had black patent shoes though
her's had a 4"heel and a 1" platform.
We both met up in her room and stared into the full-length mirror,
looking back at us were two absolutely stunning young women. "God," I
gasped, "is that really us?"
Amy looked solemn and said, "I sure is, we're going to knock them dead
girl."
I went to get my coat, which was a stunning matt, and glossy suedette
parka style with a fur hood and zipped closure.
Amy chose a A-line coat in a wool mix with a stand up collar we checked
again then headed into town and our dates.
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