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The guys grabbed their jackets and we left the apartment, as I naturally
linked arms with Carl, I sensed a subtle change in the way we all
interacted, I think we all knew how the night was going to progress.
Inside I was trembling, a mixture of excitement and apprehension I guess.
We walked to the bistro which was about a ten minutes walk, it was a bit
cool so I huddled into Carls arm.
On arrival to our surprise it already had quite people in, a few already
sat eating, but it was quite a large place and we were found a table we
sat and perused the menu ordered drinks and sat and watched the world go
by.
We chatted and I noticed that I was more touchy-feely lightly touching
Carls arm, squeezing his shoulders, stroking his hand all these gestures
were typically feminine, it seemed like I was staking my claim on this
man!
We ordered the food and wine and carried on talking, the food when it
came was absolutely delicious, I nearly remained on my diet by choosing
the lower calorie dishes, which was made easier by the fact that the
restaurant was one of these forward thinking places and gave the
approximate calories per serving for each dish, as well as the fat and
salt content - for myself this was the first time I had seen this.
The meal was leisurely and it was way past 9pm when we had coffee, Amy
and I paid the bill (after the usual macho argument from the guys) and we
strolled back home, it really felt good having Carls arm around my waist,
snuggling close into him, smelling his maleness, I was giddy in
anticipation.
Amy was equally enjoying herself, I could tell by the rapt attention she
was giving Guy, hanging onto every word, every gesture.
When we arrived home we went inside, Carl said "well Guy, we had better
be off to the hotel." I pouted and purred, "Why don't you stay for
coffee? Or something."
Carl looked at me and quietly said; "are you certain" I looked into his
brown eyes and nodded.
We went inside and while the guys put some music on Amy and I made
coffee. Amy said as we worked, "Nice one sis, I thought there was a
chance we would be sleeping alone tonight."
I grinned and replied, "Not if I could help it."
Grinning at me she told me I was turning into a right little slapper, I
responded, "Just this once sis, I really must see how it feels."
She hugged me and answered, "I know how you feel, but sweetheart remember
to go to the loo and put some of that lubricant inside your vagina, it
will make things easier - especially if he's a big boy." She giggled
wickedly.
With that we carried the mugs of coffee into the lounge where nice
romantic music was playing softly, the guy's were planning to seduce the
two of us, however I don't know if they realised but their fate had been
sealed a day or so ago!
Our lounge was large enough to fit two, two seal settees as well as two
reclining chairs, the guys were sat on the recliners, so Amy and I sat on
a two seater each and put their coffee down close to us as kind of a not
so subtle hint to them, which they took and with a sigh they came and sat
next to us - Whoopee!!!
They were a bit reluctant to embrace us; finally Amy asked, "Are we so
ugly that you don't want to touch us? Or are you gay?"
"Good Lord no," said a shocked guy.
Amy shot right back, "And which question is that the answer to." Carl's
mouth was hung open and Guy had a "rabbit caught in the headlights look."
"Erm, its for both questions Amy," triumphantly Amy retorted, "so we're
not hideously ugly and you're not gay." Then as an after thought she
finished, "Not that it's a bad thing to be gay, some of our best friends
are gay." By now she was in full attack mode. Amy's likes this, you know
exactly where you stand with her.
Guy tried to say something but she cut him off saying, "So what's
different tonight?" Finally Guy managed to shut her up by kissing her
passionately, Clive looked at me and I just shrugged, his arm snaked
around me and I snuggled into him savouring the wonderful feelings that
were running through me.
When Guy and Amy came up for air, Guy managed to say while Amy was
getting her breath, i"It's just that we didn't want to rush the two of
you!"
Wrong thing to say, that set Amy off again. "YOU didn't want to rush US,"
she snapped, "can't you take a hint?" I think Guy was about to say
something when Amy stood up and continued, "I think we are all old enough
and sensible enough to know what we want." With that she grabbed guys
hand and abruptly said, "Enough said, let's go to bed!!!"
Carl looked at me, kissed me gently and murmured, "Does impulsiveness run
in the family?"
I relished the lingering kiss and whispered, "Amy's the worst of us -
apart from mum, I suppose we had better lock up and go to bed."
His gentle smile made my legs go all-gooey, we locked the door, turned
the lights off and made our way into my bedroom. It was then I saw that
Amy had made my bed with black satin sheets, pillow cases and quilt
cover, I shuddered with delight when I saw this.
I told Carl that I had to go to the loo, where I applied some of the
lubricant into my vagina to assist his entry into me - hopefully.
I went back to the room, teeth cleaned and fresh and ready for bed, Carl
went to the toilet came back smelling all pepper minty from his
toothpaste.
When he came into the room I had taken my jersey top off and had my back
to the door, with only my bra from the waist up, he came up behind me and
slipping his hands around my waist whispered, "You are gorgeous." With
that he moved my hair and kissed his way around my neck, round to my jaw
line, down to the base of my neck, his strong hands caressed me gently
around my belly causing me to shudder in passion.
I turned around in his arms and our lips met, the kiss was long and
passionate, his tongue brushed my lips and obediently I opened them to
allow him access to my mouth, our tongue entwined, his hands slid down
onto my very feminine derri?re, I was in absolute heaven.
My skirt went loose and I shimmied my hips and it fell onto the floor, I
was hanging onto him for all I was worth as my knees were all floppy, he
picked me up in his strong arms and carried me to the bed, laying me
gently on the quilt, kissing me very gently caressing my body through my
skimpy bra and panties, playing with my suspenders and stroking the flesh
between the tops of my stockings and panties, I shuddered, moaned and
orgasmed, he stood up looking gently at me as he took his shirt off, the
sight of his six pack nearly caused me to orgasm again, he was hunky, his
stiff man pole stood rampant and ready, he was quite a size, luck girl I
thought.
Reaching over from the bed I unfastened his belt and very carefully
unzipped his trousers these slid down his legs, which were also strong
and muscular, it sound corny but he was an Adonis!
At that moment in time I certainly considered myself all woman, but if he
found out that all this was a fa?ade then really, I was dead!
Now I had to rely on the hormones that were surging through my body and
the hypnotic suggestion, and hope and pray that my prosthetic vagina was
as good as Chloe said it was. It looked it.
He looked down at me and whispered, "You are really something to look at
Nichola," he stroked my breasts gently causing me to shudder, my nipples
became hard (I still don't know how they got that much sensation in my
nipples).
I moaned gently as his fingers danced down my body, causing me to shudder
in delight, my waist cinch was the next thing to leave my body, leaving
me with my suspender belt, stockings and the silky scrap of material my
panties.
I reached over and gently teased his boxers over the ramrod that was his
dick, it felt great to know it was me that was causing this reaction,
even us pseudo women have power.
I grasped his shaft with my soft hands, all this hand-cream and
moisturiser had done an excellent job in feminising my once male skin,
while I was not as smooth as Amy, I wasn't far behind. Holding his
wonderful rampant manhood I pulled him to the bed, as he laid down I
realised that now I had to step up and act like a woman in the throes of
passion.
We kissed, tongues gently searching each others mouths, then he started
caressing my breasts, soon I was whimpering and writhing in ecstasy, his
lips moved down my neck and soon he was suckling me breast, the feeling
was amazing, I had never felt anything like this, my boobs were sending
electric signals to the lower part of my body, and my man clittie was
responding, I didn't get a hard on, but it felt like it, the pressure was
building in my dick until I couldn't hold on any longer and I shuddered
to a climax.
Whimpering and mewling I wanted his inside me, now was the time, if he
was going to notice any difference between a natural woman, and me; then
now was the time.
I moaned in passion and throatily asked "Please Carl, I need you inside
me, pleeese"; he moved as I remembered to open my legs, I was the taker
now, not the giver, my hand slid down my body and held his rampant love
shaft and guided it into my waiting vagina, as all of him slid inside my
silicon vagina, I arched my back in passion, it seemed that I could feel
every move he made, which was stupid as it was a false pussy, in a part
of my mind I knew this couldn't be happening - but it was, now was not
the time to question, now was the time to enjoy, as he started thrusting
inside me, my stocking clad legs wrapped themselves around his waist, I
was being rocked my his passion, he was kissing and suckling my breasts I
was in absolute heaven.
I felt his hands roaming around my breasts as I shuddered to another
orgasm, the moans and whimpers were not faked, he was driving me wild, I
felt a subtle change in his thrusting and realised that her was about to
release his seed into me - and yes I had forgotten the condom but I just
didn't care, I ground my hips harder to make me orgasm at the same time
as him, but I failed, as he shuddered to his orgasm crying out in a
primeval grunt he seemed to thrust for ages, then I shuddered to my
orgasm screaming in passion.
He lay on top of me totally spent, I was luxuriating in my first
experience as a woman.
He rolled off me and scooped me up in his arms, covering my face with
kisses, I lay contentedly in his arms luxuriating in the feelings
coursing through my body, part of my brain was trying to come to terms
with the sensations I was feeling in my prosthetic vagina, I filed my
concerns away to mull over tomorrow and concentrated on arousing Carl
again, I ran my long acrylic nails across his broad chest, feeling the
hairs, so many hairs, even when I was a man I never had this much hair on
my chest.
I moved my way down his body, playing with his semi solid manhood,
running my nails around his balls and up his shaft, for some reason I had
the feeling that I wanted to taste his manhood, tentatively I kissed the
head of his prick, it twitched, so I became more adventurous and started
sucking the head of it, to my surprise it tasted quite nice, and soon he
was all in my mouth, I was sucking and licking my was up and down his
shaft, while my finger nails were caressing his balls, soon he started
growing in my mouth, I heard him whisper my name, over and over, this
spurred me on and his slick saliva coated love shaft slid through my
luscious lips.
Now he was rock solid, I climbed my way up his body and impaled myself on
his shaft, he moaned and took hold of my hips, I lowered my body until he
could reach my breasts with his mouth, soon I was being assaulted between
my legs and both my nipples. I felt his hand clasp my bum and gave a
little squeal as a finger entered my rose bud, my boy pussy.
A kaleidoscope of sensations coarse though my body, I was being made love
to in every way, amazingly I shuddered to another climax at exactly the
same time as Carl, I swear I could feel his seed spurt into me, but I was
too busy enjoying the myriad of sensations thundering through my body.
I lay across his chest, our sweat slicked bodies hot from making love,
his fingers ran through my hair, and I prayed that my wig would remain in
place, it would be a disaster if he was left holding my hair. Kissing me
gently he whispered, "You're quite some girl." (If only he knew), I
replied quietly "and you're some stud" and I really meant that.
He held me in his arms and whispered sweet nothings to each other, lost
in the afterglow of sex, eventually his breathing became regular, he was
asleep, as I laid there I was trying to make sense of what had just
happened, the sensations I was feeling where there should be none, I was
curious as to what was going on.
I disentangled myself and went to the bathroom to clean myself, as I
douched I realised that I could feel very little, I had some sensation
while douching, but nothing like the amazing sensations I felt while
making love. I filed this away to think about later, and discuss with
Amy.
Walking past the mirror I glanced at myself and saw the heavy lidded,
full lipped, tousled hair reflection of a girl who has just had sex!
I slipped on a nightie and slithered my way into bed next to him, hoping
for more of the same, but he was well asleep, so I snuggled p to him and
even though my mind was working overtime I soon fell asleep.
When I woke up memories came flooding back to me, I reached out to feel
for Carl, but my bed was empty, my eye's snapped open and I saw him
dressing,
Sleepily I asked him, "Going somewhere?"
He looked startled and answered, "I was just going to wake you, we have
an early train back to catch lectures - I should have woke you earlier."
I pouted and vamped it up. "Yes you should and we could have taken up
where we left off last night." I slipped out of bed and walked over to
him, took his face in my hands and kissed him, his hands slid around my
satin clad waist and he pulled me close groaning, "This is why I didn't
wake you earlier - god you are so sexy, so different."
I grinned at him and murmured, "If only you knew!" I slipped out of his
grasp, slipped on my satin wrap and went to the toilet, refreshed I went
back and walked with his to the lounge, There Amy and Guy were drinking
tea, as I poured some for Carl and myself, Guy said, "Taxi will be here
in half an hour." Amy looked at me and quipped, "typical men, have their
wicked way with us then try to slip away!"
This brought forth howls of protest from the two of them, but they
couldn't dodge the truth, they were bailing out on us, really we did
understand about the lectures but were not willing to let it go.
Finally the taxi arrived and after a passionate goodbye we promised that
we'd phone at the weekend as we were getting the train home and I was
going to meet Nichola, who I was impersonating, I was a little
apprehensive to say the least.
Amy and I sat with our legs under us and I broached the subject that was
bothering me, well when I said broached, this was not quite right. We sat
down with some more tea and Amy asked, "Well what was he like? Was it all
you expected? Come on I want to know every gory detail!"
I was a bit shocked but also I was bubbling inside to tell, "well I
began, it was wonderful, really wonderful, I never knew it could be like
that" I carried on telling her how much of a thoughtful lover Carl was,
how he played with my body bringing me to the edge of orgasm then tipping
me over the edge."
Amy looked soberly at me and quietly commented, "It seems like I have
lost my boyfriend and gained a girl friend."
This stopped me mid gush, I ran to her and took her in my arms and told
her, "No you haven't lost me, when Nichola's better and we can go back to
how it was before."
She stroked my face and very quietly whispered, "Oh Andy, I don't think
we can, because you see I think I'm in love with Guy! I am so, so sorry."
With that she broke down sobbing wretchedly. I was stunned, she had
called me Andy and she had admitted that she loved someone else! I was
devastated. Amy looked at me with a tear streaked face sobbing, "I'm
sorry, oh so sorry please forgive me."
I stroked her with real tenderness, she was heartbroken and I must admit
so was I, here I was helping her family, and I had lost my girlfriend,
life sucks sometimes!
While I was stroking her I was thinking of how I felt, Amy had been
totally honest with me, how did I feel, could I abandon being Nichola,
well, no not really, apart from the fact that even if I went back to
being a male, she was in love with someone else and I don't think me
being male again would change that, in fact I knew deep inside that I
couldn't compete.
So this left my other option of accepting what had happened, support Amy
as much as I could, and be there to pick up the pieces if things went
wrong - the cowards way out yes, some may see that, but it was the
practical way also.
Of course there was also the fact that I was enjoying my life as Nichola,
in fact I was enjoying it so much that I had totally forgot that I was
really a man! And the passion I felt last night had reinforced the fact
that I now saw myself as Nichola.
With me being so quiet Amy must have thought I was going to explode, she
raised her tear-stained face and sobbed, "Can you ever forgive me Andy? I
had to tell you, we always said we would be honest with each other...
Pleeeeese forgive me."
I stroked her tear-ravished face, gazing into those beautiful blue eyes,
now red and puffy with crying, as I looked I thought about what I had
lost and also what I had gained.
Finally I quietly whispered, "Amy, there is nothing to forgive, with me
looking and acting like I am, it was only a matter of time, thanks for
being so honest with me, I'm devastated, but the logical man or woman
inside me tells me this was bound to happen, maybe it's for the best, all
baggage has gone now (but never forgotten)." I thought this last bit.
She looked me in the eye's trying to gauge what I had just said; I
continued to stroke her hair cooing calming noises to her.
She reached up to stroke my face and whispered, "Thanks Andy, it means so
much to have you understand - god what a mess I've made of things."
I kissed her hand tenderly and said, "Remember what I said about my
philosophy of life, that things are destined to happen."
She nodded. "Well I continued, us breaking up must have been destined to
happen, there was nothing either of us could do about it."
She smiled in a sad way commenting, "Your philosophy make's things easier
to accept, but you still must be hurt."
"Of course I'm hurt, I've just lost the most important person in my life,
but in another way I have gained a good girl friend, will I be a
bridesmaid?"
That caught her out totally. "Eh, What then she grinned, you swine, if
you want to be of course you can, but you may have to wait some time."
My attempt to lighten the mood had worked, we sat easily together on the
same sofa Amy snuggled in my arms, I commented, "From now on please only
call me Nichola, you caught me out calling me Andy."
Amy protested "But that's your real name." Smiling I retorted I know, but
I must be totally at home answering to Nichola, though it's been hard so
far, I have been with friends and strangers, soon I will be with people
that know Nichola, her mannerism's and foible's this will be where it
will make or break my impersonation.
Amy looked devastated saying, "And I've just put more pressure onto you,
Oh Andy, I'm so, so sorry."
By now it was eight in the morning, I would be picked up by Chloe about
half past nine, to get hair extensions done, so I really needed to start
getting ready, but I didn't want to leave things unsaid, so I took hold
of Amy's hands and looked her in the eyes. "Amy," I started, "you've put
no extra pressure on me, sure I'm not over the moon abut the way things
have turned out between us, but I want you to understand because I'm only
going to say this once, I love you, true, not as a lover any more, but as
a good friend and I hope a younger sister, I will be there for you no
matter what, so let's not talk about this any more, let's face the future
- please."
She looked at me steadily. "You sure?" she asked. I nodded not trusting
myself to speak.
She hugged me close and said, "I'm so, so sorry I hurt you, but I am so
relieved you have reacted as you have, I'd hate us to be enemies, all I
can say is - thank you so, so much, I'll prove to you I'm not the bitch
you think I am."
I touched her breast and softly told her, "You can't help what you feel
in your heart." The feel of those luscious breasts tore me up inside.
Swallowing hard I managed to say, "I'm going to get ready, Chloe will be
here soon." With that I bolted to my room, threw myself onto the bed and
sobbed my eye's out.
Not a very masculine reaction, but looking at me you would never think I
was a male, everything screamed woman, even my hormones were female, I
cried for about fifteen minutes then the pragmatic side of my nature took
over and I straightened myself out, resolved to carry on and be there for
Amy should she need me, at least I reasoned to myself, I could date men
without fretting I was hurting Amy, twisted logic, maybe but I just
didn't care I needed things sorted out in my head.
"Come on girl," I muttered to myself, I stripped off my nightie and hit
the shower, refreshed I douched and moisturised myself, went back into my
bedroom and selected skinny leg tight jeans, a leopard print satin tunic
top, knee high black boots, putting my make up on I now looked something
like human again, picking up my handbag and a red wool ? jacket hooded
and fur trim on the hood, white knitted scarf completed the look I
wanted.
I walked into the lounge finding Amy still there eye's red, so she had
done the same as me.
Slightly annoyed I grasped her by the shoulders and ordered her to pull
herself together, what's done is done, now I'm your sister and really
need your help to pull this off. She looked a bit shocked at my attitude
until I reminded her that even though we used to be an item we never
actually told each other that we loved each other.
She looked at me and asked, "What never?" I nodded my head. She clapped
her hand to her mouth and muttered "Oh God, I never realised, Oh Andy
what must you think of me." I shook my head and reminded her that my name
was Nichola and as for what I think of you, I love you as a sister would,
so lets get on with our lives for gods sake; I couldn't understand my
reaction, but something told me that this was Karma.
The doorbell rang, it was Chloe, I buzzed her in and shooed Amy to dry
her eyes and get ready for the day.
Chloe knocked on the door and I let her in, we had time for a coffee
during which time she told me the story she had concocted to explain my
short hair, apparently a jealous boy friend had taken revenge on me by
hacking off my hair!
"Wow," I exclaimed, "that's a bit extreme!"
She agreed it was but it would avoid any unexpected or embarrassing
questions.
Just before we left Amy came in all washed and dressed, I kissed her
goodbye telling her, "Chloe says that this will take most of the day, so
I'll see you tonight, we'll talk some more." I was a bit worried about
Amy, as she looked distracted, but I put it down to the last hour or so.
I followed Chloe to her car, the she drove me to get my hair extensions
done, I was very excited, as finally I wouldn't have to rely on my wig.
The hairdressers Czaro was about half an hours drive through the busy
city traffic, but Chloe being a city girl made it look easy, while we
drove I broached the question of the amount of feeling I should be
experiencing with my prosthetic vagina, she grinned wickedly and laughed.
"You've been testing out the equipment have you?" I blushed and she put
her hand on my knee and reassured me that it was only natural to
experiment; after all I couldn't get pregnant and couldn't get a STD.
She asked what sensations I had during sex, as usual she was so matter of
fact I didn't feel really embarrassed and honestly told her of the
sensations I had experienced during sex.
She looked very puzzled and told me that I certainly should not be
experiencing the level of sensation I have explained to her, but she'll
make some discreet enquiries.
We arrived at the salon, and after a bit of difficulty got parked, Chloe
took me in and introduced me to the technician that was going to laser
the extensions on.
She was very understanding about the story Chloe had concocted and she
treat me with kid gloves, until I told her that I was over the experience
and didn't hate all men, just the one that had hacked my hair. (Getting
to be quite a convincing liar!)
We discussed the colour and style I wanted, I wanted my hair to be the
same length as my wig, below my shoulders, falling in gentle waves, a
central parting and the colour Chestnut L'Oreal preference 4.01, which
would give my hair highlights and lowlights body and depth.
Chloe left and I was left alone, I said I would get a cab home and talk
to her later.
Annabel, the technician explained how the process works, individual
strand are attached to my own hair using a laser, my hair was long enough
at 100cm (4") to allow extensions of 350cm (or about 12") which was more
or less what I wanted.
Once in they would need redoing in about six months and I could treat
them exactly the same as real hair, washing styling and colouring, in
truth I was elated, as hair grows about and inch a month in a years time
my own hair will be the length I wanted.
My wig was now condemned to a bag while she started the process, she
explained that it would take about 5 hours and introduced me to Kylie who
was working with her, one girl on one side one on the other, the process
started and the skill these two showed was impressive, sectioning the
head into areas, then building the extensions up from the bottom to the
crown of my head.
We chatted while they worked, it was mesmerising to watch, after about 4
hours they were finished, they washed my hair and used the colour I
wanted and by about half past three I was done, my chestnut hair was
bouncy, shining, tonal and the soft wave style I wanted, in short it was
perfect, I asked about paying but was told it was all taken care of, but
I gave Annabel and Kylie a big tip, and booked an appointment for the
following month to have my hair done, this was going to be my regular
hairstylist from now on!
I was early getting home and wondered is Amy would be in, I couldn't wait
to show her my own hair, I was that excited.
I burst through the door to be confronted with a tear stained Amy, mouth
open a bottle of wine on the table, and more disturbing three empty pill
bottles scattered around the place. In a slurred voice she simply said,
"You're home early." Then sat there with a stupid look on the face.
I I was shocked and lived, I screamed, "YOU STUPID SELFISH BITCH, WHAT
THE FUCK HAVE YOU DONE?" All she did was sob and repeat over and over, "I
never meant to hurt you." I grabbed the pill bottles and stuffed them
into my handbag, I was absolutely fuming, I called the emergency services
then returned my attention to Amy. "DO YOU REALISE WHAT THIS COULD DO TO
MUM! YOU SILLY COW, AND CAN'T YOU GET IT INTO YOUR THICK HEAD YOU DIDN'T
HURT ME, ALL YOU DID WAS FALL IN LOVE - GOD YOU'RE A RIGHT SELFISH COW!"
Amy was still saying, "Sorry," over and over, mumbling that she wasn't
thinking straight.
I remembered something about making a person who had taken an overdose to
vomit, so I shot into the kitchen and made up a mustard solution in water
and force-fed it to her.
Just then the entry buzzer sounded, it was the Ambulance, I opened the
door and told them which flat, just then the mustard worked - I had no
idea it would work that quick; so Amy projectile vomited all over the
place, it stank, there were wine, pills and other stomach contents all
tinged with yellow of the mustard.
Soon there was a knock at the door and as I let the paramedics in Amy
heaved again and redecorated the area around her, I told them what I had
given her and also gave them the pill bottles, while they tended to her.
I had gone beyond mad at her, though I still seethed I was now
desperately worried about her. They strapped her into a wheeled carrying
thingy and as I locked the apartment up and followed them downstairs to
the ambulance, we were headed to Kings A & E.
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