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SFO Doll
I was having a ball. Well, surrounded by three beautiful girls on my
birthday, all a little high on some killer cocktails, at a club in San
Francisco. Which male wouldn't be on a high? My girlfriend Kelly had two
of her college friends visiting and inevitably I was invited to hang out
and be their chaperone - especially today, on my birthday.
It worked well as her friends were staying in downtown, not too from
where we had our apartment. We live in Noe Valley, in the heart of San
Francisco. Home to a lot of good nightlife. The bar we were in was also
very special. Kelly, my girlfriend, had suggested we go here to celebrate
my birthday with her hot friends from her college days. They had an
unique floor show: drag performers. They tore the house down with their
jokes and looks. I couldn't help but stare at their incredible curves,
bulging bosoms and their femininity. It was hard to distinguish them from
a genuine female.
It seemed that 70% of the audience was female. All young, well dressed
and able to afford the good things in life. There was a scattering of men
and some men not too well dressed in drag. In spite of my vivacious
friends, my eyes followed the performers, one redhead in particular. She
had a truly gorgeous figure. A big bosom with very visible cleavage, a
slim waist and well-rounded hips. At around 5' 9" she was as tall as I.
She danced on the bar top, or stage, in 5" spikes as if she was born in
them.
A jab from Kelly brought me back to present company. "I know it's your
birthday but you seem to be staring at that redhead. Fancy her for your
treat?" she asked with a quizzical look. Her friends were now paying
attention so I wanted to be cautious.
"She looks great, doesn't she? I mean, could you ever tell she was a
guy?" I answered back with a laugh.
"Looks like you want to get into her pants," Kelly said sipping her
second Cosmo.
"No, no," I replied. "She does look good though, right?" My eyes were
still glued to the redhead who was now working the crowd.
"You haven't taken your eyes off her," Kelly said quietly.
"Come on, drink up." I motioned to the waitress. "It's my party. Another
round, please." I didn't ask my companions who were all a little silent.
In the raucous atmosphere of the club, their silence was ominous. But I
was having a good time and had no time for nuances. These 'women' looked
fabulous and would put many real females to shame. They were well
stacked, with all curves to match. Flawless makeup, very high heels and
pronounced cleavage - was it an alcohol-befuddled dream?
Kelly left to go to the restroom and Joann, the blonde, followed her. I
was left with Dee, an intense black haired lady. She was thin, not to
well stacked, but had a very pretty face. She had an intense kind of
look.
"Kev, you better pay more attention to Kelly or she will be pissed,
birthday or not," Dee whispered to me.
"It's only fun," I protested. "Can't a man have a good time?"
"Yes, of course, but Kelly has a bad temper. You don't want to get on her
wrong side." She said it as if she had some experience in the past.
"Thanks," I said. "I'll try to remember."
Kelly & Joann returned and it seemed like their mood had lifted. Kelly
ordered another round and I felt things were getting better. The cloud
had lifted and she was full of smiles. A few minutes later the drinks
arrived. We toasted to a Happy Birthday and life - again. The Redhead
approached our table.
"Hi are you guys having fun?"
"Sure," Kelly said. "Kev here has not been able to keep his eyes off you
all evening. Drink?"
"Sure," the Redhead said. "I am Jaz, with one Z." She pointed to a
waitress and ordered her diet drink.
"So what are you guys up to? Do you live here? Celebrating?" she asked
looking at Kelly.
"Kev and I live here. My friends are from Chicago," Kelly said. "It's
Kev's birthday, my friends are in town and we are just catching up. We
were roomies at college back East."
"Nice," Jaz said in a low husky voice. Add that voice to the form and
figure and my mind just hit a high note imagining what sex with her would
be like. I tried to look away and pay attention to the girls, but Jaz
kept up a stream of conversation. It was hard to be distracted.
"Well," Jaz said, "since it's your birthday, how about a visit with the
girls backstage? All of you of course. Our last show doesn't begin for
another ninety minutes so we have plenty of time."
The girls just laughed and grinned. I did too. It would be the biggest
birthday treat to meet all the "girls" backstage. Could it get any
better? What a birthday. I couldn't believe my luck. "Let's finish our
drinks and we can go see the girls," Jaz said a sly grin on her face.
"Keep your coats on the table to reserve it."
Of course we all gulped our drinks and got up. Jaz led the way backstage
through a narrow passage behind the bar. The place was abuzz and the
other patrons must have wondered how we were able to get a tour
backstage. It was a short dark passage that led to a much larger room.
All the girls were sitting around, clothes strewn all over chairs. There
was a sofa and some lounge chairs with a low table. Three wall sides had
attached dressing tables which were littered with makeup, bottles and
brushes. All the girls were scantily clad, resting up before getting
ready for the next show.
"Hi girls, just want to introduce you to some new friends here. Kelly,
Joann & Dee and, of course, our birthday boy, Kev." Jaz introduced us all
and all the gurls rushed over to hug me and plant some kisses. Their
bright, made up lips must have left quite a few marks on me. I saw Kelly
look at me with a strange look. Was she pissed at all the attention I was
getting?
The girls asked me a million questions. I saw Kelly & Jaz in a quiet
conversation, but I was too distracted. Joann & Dee too were asking the
girls a lot of questions and we were all laughing at some of the stories
the girls told us. With this kind of club, I am sure there were many
weird and wild stories.
"You know there is a disco downstairs after the last show, right?" Jaz
asked.
"No, we didn't know," Kelly responded. "Sounds like fun. We would like to
have a dance with the birthday boy." They all nodded.
"After the show, just go downstairs and I'll be there. Now girls, why
don't you go back to the table and leave us here with Kev for a few
minutes. We may have a treat for him." Jaz winked at my friends who filed
out of the room.
"So, birthday boy, ready for some wild fun?" Jaz nodded to her friends.
"Let's show Kev what we girls are made of."
One of the girls stood up, came over to me and took off my jacket. The
other girls soon surrounded me and started to undress me. I was in
heaven. Four beautiful girls - they were nothing else in my mind - were
undressing me. Soon I was down to my underwear. One of the girls rubbed
the front as my little guy started to awake, delighted at the prospect at
some action from these girls. I was in heaven as I felt my boxers pulled
down and one of the girls grabbed my cock.
"Girls, let's get Kev ready for his party." Jaz planted a big kiss on my
lips. I felt someone stroke by cock. Suddenly, the action stopped. Before
I knew what was happening they had strapped a large bra on me and stuffed
it with some large foam inserts. They looked like DDs. The bra was pulled
tight and bit into my shoulders. Almost at the same time something was
wrapped around my waist and pulled tight. It hurt but the attention to my
little head diverted my attention. My lean waist shrank even more. A
tight short-sleeved blouse was slipped through my arms and buttoned up,
pulling my big bazookas even tighter. Even if I saw where this was
headed, I couldn't say or do anything. I was putty in their hands. I felt
a panty pulled up my legs and with a kiss on my cock, it was tucked in
tightly. The pants were now pulled up and trapped by cock and balls. Then
a garter belt was wrapped around my shrunken waist. They rolled up a set
of shiny dark stockings over my legs. I stood there transfixed as they
all worked on me in a flurry of activity. I could sense what they were up
to but was paralyzed by excitement. I did as asked mesmerized by all the
attention. Next, a short, short skirt was pulled up, barely covering my
stocking tops. I was pushed into a chair.
The chair was swiveled around, away from the mirror as Jaz began to work
on my face. First they swabbed it down and applied a short stocking top
to my head, stretched out over my scalp, and I felt many strips of tape
flattening out my hair. Meanwhile, two girls, one on each side, took my
hands and started to attach bright red nails. Another was attaching
shoes to my feet. I couldn't see everything as Jaz worked on my face but
felt straps buckled around my ankles. Jaz applied some heavy layers of
make up with a stick. I guess it was foundation. Thick and creamy, even
covering my eyebrows. I felt her apply it even more heavily over the
eyes. Then a powder puff applied the powder. Plenty of eye shadow blush
and I could feel the pencil draw in a new set of eyebrows. A heavy set
of long eyelashes were glued on and then many coatings of mascara, I
could feel the weight on my eyes. Lips were outlined with some pencil and
I could see a bright red lipstick applied. Many layers of it, topped with
a few layers of a clear gloss. It seemed they were going all out. I felt
a tug at my ears and two heavy dangling earrings were clipped on. I could
hear them jingle with even a slight movement of my head. Finally, I felt
a wig pulled over my head and secured to that wig cap. The hair was
teased out. All this was done in relative silence. In all, it probably
took them less than 45 minutes to transform me into this creature.
"Te da," Jaz said. "Almost done." She sprayed some heavy perfume on me
and tuned my chair around to face the mirror.
A big blonde haired, heavily made up bimbo stared back at me. Was that
really me? I looked good in a theatrical sense even if somewhat on the
whorish side. The tightly stretched tiger-print blouse stretched over the
huge tits highlighted my tightly corseted waist. Even with the large
mirror over the makeup table, I could see the garter tabs below the black
leatherette mini skirt. The red nails from my fingers added to the image.
My face was a work of art. A heavy layer of foundation gave me a creamy
complexion. Heavy rouge accented my cheekbones. Layers and layers of pink
and grey shadow covered my lids. Heavy liner outlines the heavy lashed
eyes. Thin, highly arched brows higher than my natural brow line allowed
more space for the bold eye shadow. A bright, shiny Cupid's bow mouth
stood out. I looked like the ultimate overdone hooker. Two girls took me
by the arms.
"Now stand slowly," they said in unison as they helped me onto those
spiked heels. I swayed a little as I stood up. Probably now over 6 ft.
tall.
"Easy, take short steps," Jaz said as they let go on my arms. I took a
few gentle steps getting my balance. I almost fell, not only from the
heels but also dizzy from excitement. Waiting hands grabbed me and
steadied me. I walked a few steps and got my balance.
All the girls clapped and gave me some hugs. "You make a great girl,"
they said. "Let's go to meet your friends."
I panicked coming back to reality. How would Kelly and her friends react?
Even I didn't recognize me now with the overdone makeup. I was a show
girl strutting my stuff. I hesitated.
"I can't go out there like this," I said turning around to face the
girls. They were now all getting ready for their act. I was forgotten and
in their way as they changed into their outfits and brushed on more
layers of makeup.
Jaz took me by the arm. "Let's go,' she said. "It'll be great. Kelly will
be pleased to meet a new 'girlfriend'. But we need a name for you now.
How about Roxy?" I just nodded, scared to be exposed like this and
walked slowly toward the front. I could hear laughter, glasses clinking
and loud chatter. Jaz led me by the hand. I could see Kelly, Joann and
Dee looking at the bar area where the show was about to begin. I began to
panic. Never imagined that I would be a painted bimbo in front of Kelly.
Was this a dream or nightmare? Didn't have time to consider as we
approached the table.
"Hi girls, meet Roxy," Jaz said to the girls who turned their heads to
look. Their mouths fell open.
"ke..ke.. Kev?" Kelly managed to stutter
"It's Roxy, now," Jaz said. "What do you think? Doesn't she look great?"
"I am gob smacked," Joann said. "She's a doll and fits right in here. Is
she going to perform too?"
"Later," Jaz winked at them. "Later just wait. The birthday girl is just
warming up. Hey Jackie, get these girls another round." Jaz shouted this
to a passing waitress.
"Make room girls and allow Roxy to sit. I still have to take care of some
things, and I will be back." Jaz left me surrounded by the three girls
scrutinizing me. Kelly was smiling.
"Well, how do you like it?" Kelly was smiling as she felt my boobs
gently. "Would you like me to have some like these?" She pointed at my
enormous bosom.
No, I shook my head.
"So ke.. Roxy, how do you like your new look? Did you ask for this?"
Kelly was still smiling.
"No, Jaz just got going with her friends and before I knew it, I was in
drag." I tried to sound unconvinced but secretly, I was thrilled with my
looks. From an obscure male to a female who would get attention. Perhaps
I wouldn't go out dressed like this, but here I was very much in place.
Some of the girls passing by said "Hello, nice". I just smiled.
The floor show was taking place but we were not paying attention.
Suddenly we heard Jaz introducing her new friend Roxy. "Stand up, Roxy,"
she mouthed into the microphone as the spotlight turned on me.
All the girls jabbed me and helped me stand. The crowd broke into a
thunderous clap. I stood up like a deer in headlights, my big hair and
makeup clearly visible to the whole audience. I waved my red tipped hands
in acknowledgement.
The lights dimmed as the show ended. Jaz came up to the table now. She
had changed into a sequined gold lame dress. Her makeup was even more
intense but she looked all women.
"Come on girls. Down to the club." She took me by the hand and led us
through the club sown a narrow staircase to the disco in the basement. Of
course with Jaz leading, we were ushered through without any problems.
The DJ was playing loud thumping music and some dancing was already
taking place.
Kelly started to move to the music. Joann & Dee joined in. Surrounded by
them I had little choice. I started to sway to the music on my heels. I
stood out with the big hair and was a head taller than most. There were
more girls than guys as at the club above. Some guys approached and
joined us. The girls turned to them moving to the music and I had no
choice but to follow. One of the guys grabbed me and faced me.
"Hey beautiful. What's your name? I am Jack."
I saw Kelly look as I moved slowly on those stilts and mouthed "Roxy."
"Want a drink?" Jack asked trying to get closer.
I shook my head indicating I was in a group. Joann and Dee were doing
their thing but Kelly had her eyes on me. She didn't interfere, just
looking at me whilst gyrating.
"No thanks, I said softly and grabbed Kelly for support. I looked at her
and tried to hug her. She responded slowly not sure what to make of my
dragged up look. But she grabbed me, held me close and swayed to the
music.
"Enjoying yourself?" she asked with her mouth close to my chandelier
earrings.
"It's different," I said. "What do you think?"
"You certainly make a better woman than a man. I think I like it. May be
we should do it more often."
I shook my head no... I wasn't sure how far to go. "I don't think so," I
said. "Tonight is enough."
"Really," she said. "Then make the most of it. Let yourself go. May be
you will enjoy a BJ tonight in a dress." I always wanted Kelly to go down
on me but she wasn't a fan. She had turned down my request just last
night. She didn't like me going down on her either. But in all other
aspects she was a perfect companion. "I may revisit this question later,"
she said ominously, giving the front of my mini skirt a gentle rub.
'Wow,' I thought. May be my lucky night and maybe she was turned on by my
looks.
I saw Jaz come to us. She grabbed us and moved us to the bar. Joann & Dee
followed of course. Jaz ordered drinks for us all. "Come with me," she
said and let the way upstairs toward the club. I walked slowly up the
stairs in heels. Jaz led the way back to the dressing rooms.
Joann & Dee wanted to go back to their hotel as they were jet lagged and
asked Jaz to call them a cab. But it appeared there were plenty of cabs
just outside. So they hugged all of us, and both gave me a tight hug and
a wink. "Enjoy yourself Roxy. We'll see you tomorrow." They left.
The girls were all changing and most of them were ready to leave. Liza
and Chrissy, who had helped me change, were left with Kelly, Jaz and me.
They were sipping champagne. They poured out glasses for us and all
clinked "Happy Birthday" to me. As Liza stood up and gave me a big kiss
on the lips, Chrissy too joined and I felt two tongues in my mouth. My
little guy began to wake up even though I knew these were guys underneath
and the tight panty set held me in check. Outside they were pure
femininity. As the embrace broke, I saw Jaz & Kelly in a quiet
discussion. Jaz was nodding her head.
"Hey birthday girl, wait for me," Jaz said. She came up to me, hugged me
and gave me a lip lock with her tongue deep in my mouth. I responded
naturally. Who wouldn't respond to a beautiful girl giving you tongue.
Except I too was dressed as a girl. Jaz's hands were caressing my body,
rubbing my tits. Even though they were plastic, just the feel was enough
to excite me. The tongue action continued as I felt my miniskirt being
raised and little "dickie" began to breathe again. Jaz broke for air, and
Kelly moved in. She was wild, pushing her tongue deep into my mouth.
'Wow' I thought, did my dressing up drive her to this state? I should
reconsider perhaps.
Meanwhile, I felt a warm mouth engulf my cock. I tried to see who it was
but Kelly kept my face locked to her lips. I was responding and soon felt
my cum boiling. In a few moments I erupted deep into that mouth as Kelly
held my head and forced her tongue deeper. I was done with a massive
orgasm that must have produced a mass of cum. Kelly noticed and slowed
down.
"Like that?" she asked. I nodded breathless as the sucking continued
cleaning up my shrinking cock. I saw Liza on her knees licking the last
drops off. Jaz and Chrissie were in a lip lock of their own.
Kelly broke away and turned to Liza. Surprisingly she lifted her up,
hugged her and gave her a deep kiss on the lips. For a girl that didn't
like BJs and cum, she now tasted me through Liza's breath and mouth. I
smiled. Perhaps she would change her mind about oral after all.
Jaz came over to me, gave me a quick peck on the lips, and pushed me
down. I hesitated a second as she pushed me down to my knees. Liza &
Kelly were still in a deep kiss, tongues entwined. Chrissy was feeling
Liza's skirt and had freed her cock. I was about to taste a cock. It was
at least 7", stiff, cut and pointed directly at my painted lips.
"Time to return the favor." Jaz pushed my head forward and I had no
choice but to open my mouth. I tasted cock. Kelly had noticed me and
stepped aside and decided to direct my head. I was now on all fours as I
sucked Liza's hardness. Kelly made sure that my mouth went deep to the
base of Liza's cock.
As I got into the rhythm, I could feel my skirt being raised and a lubed
finger entered my virgin rosebud. I groaned with discomfort, but Kelly's
hands didn't allow my mouth to break contact. Next, I knew I was to
experience a tag team approach. A cock entered my hole. It hurt but I was
so aroused that my little cock was growing again. The cock pushed its way
deep into my hole and fucked me in motion with my movements on Liza's
cock. I felt Kelly release my head as I now had no choice. The thrusts
from behind ensured I kept Liza's cock in my mouth.
I felt a hand on my cock, wanking it slowly. I responded of course. I
hadn't come twice in a night in a long time. Suddenly, I felt a mouth on
my cock, sucking it deep. My head was spinning with so many emotions.
Every orifice was occupied. I felt tension building and the thrusts in my
hole intensified. Liza too was increasing her thrusts and soon I felt a
huge glob of cum hit the back of my throat. The movement in my behind
intensified. The mouth on my cock was trying to separate my cock from my
body. I came in an intense gush at the same time as the cock in my hole
finished. I was spent. My mouth was sore and my behind too. I had
received two BJs and as I moved away from Liza I saw that it was Kelly's
mouth on my cock. A little cum was dripping down her mouth. I looked at
her unsure of what this was all about. It seemed that Jaz had been at my
behind.
"Happy birthday," Kelly said as he kissed me hard and passing my own cum
back to me. I didn't care. It seemed this would be the best birthday
ever.
"I think we'll do this again soon," she said as she gave my cock a little
pull and tucked it back into my pants.
Meanwhile it seemed that the only one left out was Chrissy. Jaz was now
paying attention to her. I saw Jaz take her deep into her mouth and
stroke her balls. It didn't take long before Chrissy blew her load into
Jaz's mouth.
Jaz stood up, came to me and thrust her cum coated tongue into my mouth.
She passed all of Chrissy's juice to me. I had tasted Liza's, my own and
now Chrissy's. I enjoyed them all.
"Ready to go home?" Kelly asked. I nodded. Liza and Jaz sat me down and
fixed my smeared makeup. They replaced the big bouffant wig with a
natural looking shoulder length auburn wig. A more modest skirt and a
large scarf for my shoulders.
"Keep the outfit," Jaz said. "But see you here next week - in drag."
They kissed me on both cheeks, gave me a big hug, and wished me again. I
saw Jaz give Kelly a bag. "For later," she whispered.
Kelly and I left the club, hailed a cab and got in. It was almost 3 am.
We were home in 10 minutes. We staggered into the apartment. I was glad
that nobody could see me. At this time of night the elevators were empty.
"What's in the bag?" I asked as we entered the apartment.
"Sorry, need the bathroom," Kelly said and rushed away. I needed
something long and cold and went to the small kitchen.
Kelly returned and also asked for a drink. I noticed the bag was missing.
Kelly sat on a barstool in our kitchenette drinking Perrier. She had put
on a robe. Curiosity got the better of me.
"So what was in the bag?" I asked moving toward her. I owed her. She had
accepted me in a dress and had even sucked me off without asking. It has
been fabulous. So many emotions.
"Did you enjoy yourself tonight?" Kelly asked.
"Not grossed out at how I looked?" I hugged her from behind and noticed
my breasts pushing into her back.
"Actually, I didn't at first. But seeing all the others out there and you
in that outfit really turned me on. Did you enjoy your birthday?"
"It was fabulous. I will never forget this." I tried to muzzle her neck
but the chandelier earrings kept me from good access.
She turned to me and grabbed my cock through the short skirt. It was
still soft. "The night isn't over yet. I need some relief too." She
pushed me down wanting oral I guessed. I realized she hadn't had any
relief at all till now. "We'll have to get you some new outfits and
makeup. I think I like my new girlfriend."
I sank to my knees I lifted her skirt and it hit me in the face. She had
a massive cock extending from her vagina. This was Jaz's gift to her.
"Now blow me bitch! Your arse is mine, baby" She thrust the monster into
my mouth. I was sure she was going to spear me again tonight at both
ends. I sucked hard. They say 'practice makes perfect, right?'
What a birthday bash and a new life in a dress with exciting
possibilities..
To be continued
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