Three Months in Paris
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Three Months In Paris, Part 14 free porn video
In the few days after my visit to Dr. Jean I was on female cloud nine. My
rampant femininity actually increased. I wore the frilliest of sissy
frilly froufrou things. I found that I adored petticoats. There wasn't a
corset that I didn't find divine. My girlishness exceeded Barbie!
Claudette loved it. She couldn't stop smiling, and sometimes downright
laughing, at me.
Though I was the older woman in years, she was the more mature woman in
femaleness and female sexuality. After my experience on the gynecological
exam table, Claudette became, not just a BFF and Lesbian lover, she
became a Mother to this new young lady that I had willingly become.
Three mornings after Dr. Jean and her diabolical injections, Claudette
and I awoke in each other's arms. As had become our custom, a few nights
a week we spent together in tender female companionship. In other words,
we necked and sleep and explored and fondled ourselves silly. Also as was
our custom, we were both wearing only bras and panties.
"Wendy, does your bra fit properly? It looks like you have grown a cup or
two over night!"
I looked down and had to say: my cup runneth over.
The injections worked. My breasts were filling with milk! I felt a little
dizzy. My B's had become D's and it frightened me. I don't know why. Dr.
Jean told me it would happen now and every four weeks thereafter. What
more could a guy ask for?
"My God, Claudette, I am lactating! I have Mother's Milk ready to
suckle!"
"Congratulations, mon cheri, another step forward!"
Claudette had a huge smile on her beautiful red lips.
"I will go get you something I think will be a great help to you in your
new condition. While I am gone, and it won't be long, why don't you call
Jacque and see if he could come over this evening for dinner. The way the
dear girl has been acting since the slumber party is delightful and I
think tonight would be a good time to teach you and dear Jacqueline some
new things about your femininity. Be right back!"
Claudette was gone in a cloud of Chanel #5 mist.
I sat on the side of the bed, holding, cupping my new larger breasts in
my somewhat shaky hands. Lord, they were big and getting bigger. And
heavy! I guess I was a little surprised. Dr. Jean said in a few days but
I guess I had forgotten that part. I sure can't forget these things I
have in my hands.
I started to stand up and almost toppled over from the new center of
gravity my chest was creating. I got my balance and hoped the cups of my
sleep bra were up to the task.
Since the slumber party, Jacque, dear boy, was acting very strange. In a
good, girlish way.
We had not had time to see each other in the past few days, but everyday
I would get a call from Jacque with any number of questions. Should he
douche in the morning or before bed?
Maxi pad or super absorbent tampons? Does lip plumper really work?
The poor boy was beside himself in latent femininity. Only his need to
work restrained him. And his assistant, Christine, had called me to ask
if I knew why Jacque was making massive displays of lipsticks and perm
kits all over the store.
He even asked me and Christine if we thought he would look good in a
perm!
I called Jacque, holding my left breast in one hand, and asked him to
come to dinner that evening. He, of course, said yes, and asked if he
should wear studs or hoops. He has it bad!
Claudette came back soon after I finished on the phone with the budding
Madonna. She was bearing a few parcels.
"For you, Mother Wendy!"
I opened the first package.
A size 38D nursing bra!
The next package - a package of pink women's adult diapers, size XL.
The next package - a large pink babies' bonnet and a large pink babies'
rattle and teething ring.
I knew what to do with the first item.
I undid by sleep bra and my puppies were loose. Immediately Claudette
offered me the nursing bra. I took it gingerly and slipped the wide
straps over my arms and bent from the waist, I let those large and heavy
boobs drop into the waiting cups. Standing up, I clasped the hooks, there
were a lot more there than I had been used to, and I let the straps take
the full weight and strain of my lactating breasts. It felt good. It felt
right.
"Ok, Claudette, what are the other items for?"
"Sweet Wendy, as Dr. Jean told you, you have to release your milk. Jacque
is what, or who, you release into. He has been begging for female
experiences ever since the slumber party. Well, tonight he is going to
start at the very beginning of girlhood. He will be your girl baby and
you will nurse him!"
OK by me!!!!
I got dressed and made up quickly. We were going to have a lovely brunch
at Jules Verne, the swanky restaurant high in the Eiffel Tower. Yummy!
I marveled at how tight my blouse was across my chest now that my tits
had become 38D"s.
I loved my 38B's but these guys were real attention getters. They
certainly had gotten my attention. I would have to be careful while
eating. I don't think I will be able to see my plate.
We hailed a cab and off we went to plot Jacque's next lesson in girlhood
and to eat mussels by the pot full.
After lunch, Claudette and I took the lift all the way to the top of the
tower. It felt so good to look over all of Paris and to have Claudette's
arms around me. This was a harder job for her now with my boobies in the
large economy mode. After a while snuggling, as a salute to Paris from on
high, we each took our lipsticks out and enjoyed painting our lips at the
top of the world.
Precisely at 8:00PM that evening the bell rang and Claudette smiled like
a cat with a fat canary. I went to the door and peeked out the side
window. Jacque was standing there with gold hoops in his ears and was
quickly applying a swipe of coral lipstick. He had fluffed up his hair in
the semblance of a do and had a lavender scarf tied around his neck with
one end in front and the other end over his shoulder. And, my God, he had
a purse hanging from his shoulder. He was cute. He was girly. And he was
mine!
I opened the door. He turned and smiled sheepishly.
"Bonjour, mon cher Wendy, you look lovely!"
"As do you, cher Jacqueline, I love your hair and is that a new purse? So
tres chic!"
Jacque's eyes quickly went to my sheer blouse and like an X-Ray through
the blouse.
"Wendy, has something changed? You seem, how shall I say, more!"
"Oh, Jacqueline, we will talk about it later. For now, let's eat and
enjoy some girly gossip."
Jacque air kissed Claudette and Claudette playfully licked some of
Jacque's lipstick. Here I was with my two best female friends in the
world. Well, maybe one and a half, but getting there.
After a delicious dinner of steak frites, haricots and wine, Claudette
and I took Jacque by the hand and led him to the bedroom.
Claudette had Jacque sit on the side of the bed.
"Jacque, Wendy needs your help with something very feminine and very
special. We know you are embracing your female side more and more every
week. Wendy has totally embraced her womanhood by going to her
gynecologist a few days ago. After having a wonderful treatment, her
mammary glands will from time to time swell with large quantities of
mother's milk. I am sure you have noticed dear Wendy's new, but
temporary, breast size.
She is full of milk. Now she has to release the milk. That is where you
come in.
"You want to explore your feminine side, wonderful, we are here to help.
Now you can help Wendy and yourself at the same time. Tonight you will
start at the beginning of your girlyness. You will suckle at Wendy's
breast and drink her mother's milk. You will be her little baby girl,
Jacqueline!
As Claudette was talking to Jacque, I took off my blouse and skirt,
leaving just my hose, my half slip and my nursing bra still on. Jacque
looked at me and his lipsticked mouth fell open.
"Now, Jacqueline, you will become Wendy's little baby girl. Take off all
your clothes, please."
Jacque undressed, even the earrings. He still had lipstick coating his
open mouth.
"Now lay back on the bed and raise your tush up a little."
The tush went up and the pink diaper went around Jacque's cute bottom. He
was adorable.
Next Claudette placed the darling baby's cap on Jacqueline's head and
handed her the pink teething rattle. She was even more adorable
I had gone around the other side of the bed and had lain down, waiting
for my baby to nurse at my breast.
Claudette helped the baby into position, her eyes wide in anticipation
and wonderment. When Claudette had placed the baby's little mouth near to
my waiting breast, I opened the flap on the nursing bra and allowed my
left nipple and breast to be presented to the baby.
Claudette placed her hand behind he baby's head.
"Now, Baby Jacqueline, if you are a good baby girl and eat ALL your
dinner, I bet Mommy will take her little girl Jacqueline to the Salon for
a Perm."
I moved my nipple a little closer to the baby's lipsticked lips and
Claudette gently pushed the baby's head toward my straining nipple. We
have contact!!
The baby's mouth found my nipple and sharp little teeth nipped hard on my
engorged flesh.
At the first nip, the pain caused a release to happen in my breast and I
could feel the milk surge up to be taken by the waiting mouth of my
precious baby girl.
"Baby, suck on it! Suckle your mother, child. Take it all! Suck! Suck!
Suck!"
I have never experience such a feeling of pure pleasure. Jacque would
suck and I would explode into his wonderful mouth. More sucking, each
suck more womanly ecstasy.
"Oh, my baby! You keep sucking and I will make you endure all the perms
you want!"
Baby Jacqueline would suck hard and from time to time lick all around the
extended nipple, getting all the goodness a mother can give to her baby.
My left nipple was becoming sore from the sucking and I could feel the
weight of the breast decreasing. Now it was time for the right breast.
I had an idea.
"Baby Jacqueline, thank you so much for your expert sucking. You have
earned your Perm and so much more. Now I want you do use your diaper and
relieve yourself into it, like a good baby girl. Just like your maxi pad
later in girlhood, your diaper is for you to use. Use it and I will
change you later and as a treat for my baby girl I will set your hair and
let you sit under the dryer. Love you, Sweetie!"
"Claudette, I have another breast that must be suckled. Please help me!"
Jacqueline, the baby girl, sucked very nicely.
Claudette, the Cougar, was something else all together!
Man, that broad could SUCK!
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