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THE STYLE SHOW
CHAPTER 2
That next Monday morning, Supervisor Nancy came over to me as I was
clocking in, and told me that I was being assigned to the Petite Woman's
Department. She took me over to the cosmetologist department, and told a
clerk to not only do my make-up, but teach me how to do it myself. She
handed the clerk the purse with the make up in it from the previous
Saturday night, and told the cosmetologist to do my make up in a
"working girls" style. I was not too sure , what kind of "working girl
style" she was referring to, but later saw that I did not look like a
"street walker". In fact she had toned my make up down to less bright,
and deep colors. And to a more "young teenager look." I now looked more
like an 19 year old girl with light pink lipstick, light pink blush,
light brownish/blond eyebrows, and just a touch of black mascara. I
thought that I looked very young, and almost virginal!
Next she took me to the Young Petite Girls Department, and picked out a
complete wardrobe of teenaged girls fashions. Then she told me to go to
the jewelry department and get a complete line of fashion jewelry, and
sign for them with her employee code number. I got two girls wrist
watches, 5 pairs of dangling earrings, three bracelets, 4 necklaces, and
two ankle bracelets (one gold, and another silver). I also bought and
singed her code to 3 pairs of two inch heels, one each in white, black
and gold. I realized that if I was going to dress and work as a girl, I
needed to expand my wardrobe not only for a wide range of fashion, but
also for seasonal changes. I knew that I loved to dress as a girl, and
learned how to dress for casual, and more formal events. I even bought a
bikini swim suit, and sunglasses!
Now, I knew that I loved to dress as a girl (or a woman). That I was
rather fetching, with an innocent virginal look about me, yet I wanted
to become more feminine. So, I started taking female hormones.... with
my mothers approval. She told me that if I enjoyed dressing like a girl
full time, then I should begin to improve my feminine appearance. After
6 months of taking my hormones, my breast were budding out to almost an
"A" size, and my nipples were very sensitive. 4 months later I had
developed "A+ sized breasts. So over my next two week vacation from the
store,, I had my breast augmented to a "B" cup size, surgically
implanted.
Every day, I enjoyed dressing as sexy as possible, yet keeping my
appearance as fashionable as possible when at work. But then, I had a
desire to go out to night clubs when I turned 19, so, I started to wear
more shear, lacy, low cut bodices, sexy bras, and 6 inch heels.
Supervisor Nancy told me that I was starting to dress as a slut...for
outside of work! I thanked her for that complement! I was really
beginning to enjoy my outrageous appearance when not at work. I loved to
dress as sexy as possible, with short dress hems, revealing bodices,
lacy bras and panties, and very high heels. And, a touch of sexy
jewelry. Of course, I also wore many outfits that revealed my mid-rift
with my navel jewelry on display. Then, I realized that I was dressing
so very "slutty" when not at work! And I realized that I enjoyed the men
staring at me with a leering grin. It was then knew that I was dressed
to thrill!
Of course, the men that I worked with all treated me with lewd and off
hand sexual remarks about engaging in sexual acts with them. And I got
asked out on dates by all kinds of men. But I tried to keep a modicum of
poise, shyness, and innocence, around them. I guess you could call me a
tease, or a slut when I was around men! One day, a male customer
approached me and actually asked my out on a date. Now, he was a
stunningly handsome young man of about 24, and had a very rugged body of
an athlete. I of course was delighted that he thought that I was worthy
of his attention, so I accepted his offer. He picked me up that night
dressed in a very fashionable three piece suit, and took me to a very
expensive restaurant. We dined on whole lobster tails, baked potato,
salad, and a bottle of very expensive champagne. Then a desert of baked
Alaskan.
:Later, after dinner, he parked in a well known "lovers lane", and we
started kissing. Now, I was dressed in white evening gown with lots of
lace, shoulder less with a hint of cleavage showing. He pulled down my
top, exposing my breast, and started kissing, then sucking my nipples.
This really started to get me hot, and my cock tried to get free of my
gaff. Now, I knew that this virile young man wanted sex, so I told him
that I was "on my period".
He then replied, "Then give me oral!"
Now, I had never done that to a man, but he was so demanding, that I was
afraid that he would get violent with me. Now, I had some fleeting
moments of wondering what it would be like to give a cock oral
stimulation. But that had been a passing fantasy. Now I felt that this
was the time to find out if I could do that nasty deed. I unzipped his
fly, and bent down to see what he had to offer me. I was mildly shocked
to see that he was more than average size. It was not totally hard, but
did appear to be about 8 inches long and semi hard. I was not sure I
could do this to another man, but felt that I owed him some pleasure.
So, I open my mouth and took the head of his cock into my lips. Then he
surprised me by grabbing my head, and forcing his cock deep into my
mouth! I felt his smooth yet velvety cock go deep into my mouth , and
touch the entrance to my throat. I immediately started to gag when he
told me to swallow. I did, and the urge to gag dissipated.
He started to pump in and out of my mouth, and I felt so feminine at
that moment, that I knew that I needed him deep into my mouth.... and
throat ...if I could take it!
He moaned, then told me , "Yes deeper and suck harder!"
I started to gag again, and again he told me to swallow to prevent my
gagging. I did and to my surprise, I did not gag. Then he started to
fuck my mouth, and each time he drove it deep into my mouth, I would
swallow. I tried my best to give him the best blow job ever! It took him
only 4 minutes before I felt his cock start to quiver, then I felt his
shaft began to throb, as he emptied his sperm deep down my throat
He let out a low moan, gasped, "Oh My God, that was terrific!" "You are
the first girl ever to suck my cock!"
I had to swallow as fast as possible, not wanting his g ism to stain my
dress. We left "Lovers Lane", and he parked in front of my house.
I asked him how his other dates that were on their "period" got him off.
He replied, "Mostly, they took it in their ass!"
At first I was shocked, but then I realized, that if I wanted to be a
girl, that I should be able to satisfy my man like a real girl does. And
the thought of being fucked in my ass, started to excited me. So, I
asked him if he would want to take my virgin ass on our next date....
tomorrow night! He replied, I don't have enough money to take you out
again...until next Friday! I told him that I was a cheap date, and would
love to just go back to Lovers Lane, and have him fuck my brains out
...in my ass! So, he agreed, and I knew that I would lose my anal cherry
that next night!
But then I realized that he would be pulling my panties down, and this
would expose my cock! I realized that if I wore bikini panties that I
could just pull the elastic string of those panties down and over my ass
cheek. That way, he would have easy access without exposing my cock. So,
that day I purchased a pair of bikini panties from my store, and tried
them on, I had no problem moving the string to one side and exposing my
"Other Pussy" for easy access! I also purchased a tube of K-Y for more
comfortable entry... for me that is! I also purchased a box of "light
days" sanitary napkins, and fitted this thin pad over my cock but was
able to leave my anal entrance uncovered. That night, he picked me up at
8 PM. I wore a casual mini skirt, and halter top with no bra! Sure
enough, we returned to lovers lane, and he gave me a painful, ....at first
ass fucking, but after a few minutes, the pain subsided, due to the K-Y,
and I began to enjoy my first anal penetration....almost like a real
girl, that was on her period! He gasped at first just how tight I was,
but eventually we both enjoyed my ass being penetrated. Now, I realized
that I was a true "slut", and ready for anything sexual.
A few days later, a petite girl rather "plump" ( maybe 15 pounds over
weight) came into the ladies department that I was assigned to, and told
me she needed a bra. So, I helped her select 5 different bras of various
styles and colors. I escorted her into a private dressing room. She
pulled off her tee shirt, and I am sure, my eyes got real big as I
stared at her "D" sized breasts. It was not their size that surprised
me, but that she had one inch gold rings pierced through her nipples.
These rings were closed with a one half inch diameter gold ball. I could
not help but stare at those lovely nipples with gold rings adorning
them. She smiled at me noticing that I was staring at them. She asked me
if I liked her nipples, and I had to admit that they looked erotic. Then
she stuck her tongue out at me, and I realize that she also had a gold
bar pierced through her tongue with another one quarter inch diameter
ball on top. So, I had to pull up my blouse up, and showered her my
navel piercing! She did the same and showed me her naval, that also had
a ring pierced through it. I could see that her ears were double pierced
so I had to ask her if she had any other body piercings . She replied
that both sides of her labia had rings through them! Now, we both knew
that we both enjoyed our body piercing and loved to show them off.
Now, this lady told me she was looking for a bra with at least a two
inch hole that would expose her nipple rings. I had to admit that we did
not have anything like that in stock. But, me being a creative sales
person told her that she could buy standard bras, and cut the tips out!
I exited the booth. And returned with a black, a red, and a white
circular stitched bra that were cone shaped, and came to a point. She
squealed that they would be perfect. Then she asked if I knew a good
seamstress that could alter them. I thought for a minute, and realized
that my mother made many of her own clothes. So, I told her that my
mother was an accomplished seamstress.
With a surprised look, she asked me if I was still living with my
mother! I admitted that I did, and she asked me if I had ever been
married! I was honest with her and said that I had never married. Then
she told me her name was Jill, and admitted that she was bi-sexual and
enjoyed the company of both men and women! Next she told me that she
thought that I was a lovely, sexy, and beautiful young girl! And should
be married by now. I did not want to lie to this young lady, and so, I
told her that I was not what I appeared to be! Now, she surprised me
when she told me that she knew that, as my voice was a little too deep
to be a girls voice, and figured that I was a transgender girl! Now, the
"cat was out of the bag", and we seemed to share many of the same sexual
preferences! We both were bi, loved to give oral sex, and anal sex!
That evening, I took her home with me to meet my mother, I introduced
Jill to my mother, and the two of them became close friends. This rather
chubby girl took us both to dinner, then spent the night in my bed.
The next morning, she took me to her piercing parlor, and had both my
nipples pierced, my cock head, my tongue, and my septum! And she paid
for the piercings and the jewelry! I was back at work that morning at 10
AM, mall opening time. I was still a little light headed from all of my
piercings, but did enjoy my late night bed time partner. My mother
altered her bras with a 4 inch diameter holes, and sewed seam binding
strips around the holes in matching colors. They were ready for Jill to
pick them up by 5 PM that next evening. She spent that night in my bed
again, and I enjoyed her oral, vaginal, and anal relief that she offered
me! Then she demanded that I give her oral pleasure. I was not too sure
what she wanted, but when she put a pillow under her ass, and spread her
legs wide apart, I realized what she wanted me to do! I began giving her
pleasure with that ball in the end of my tongue, and sucked on her
vaginal lips, then realized that her twat tasted like male sperm, and
knew that I was swallowing my own cum! I realized that we both were
true sluts! I liked this young and pretty girl even though she was a
little plump to the point that I mentioned marriage to her, but she told
me she was a lesbian, and preferred eating pussy!
ANOTHER STYLE SHOW
Two months later the department store had another style show for their
summer line. Supervisor Nancy made a stop in my department and asked me
to model for her again. I did remember that after the show, we all had a
great time...and that was when I lost my virginity! I told her that I
would have to think about it. She told me that she needed to know by
tomorrow morning as she had to tell the modeling agency how many girls
to send over. I told my mother that I had been asked to model again. Her
response was, that I did enjoy the experience at the previous show, and
that I needed the money.... for my next operation. I asked her what that
operation was, and she replied...."To get castrated!"
I screamed in shock, as I dearly loved to experience my male sexuality.
Then my mother explained that I had become such a slut, that I should
have that "thing" cut off, balls and all! I had to tell my mother that I
enjoyed my sex life, as a Transgender girl. And there was no way that I
would agree to total emasculation.... not even castration! She admitted
that she was only kidding, but I should try and act more like a real
girl! As she put it "virginal" , "chaste", and "innocent"! I told her
bluntly, I enjoy being a slut, and engaging in sex with both men and
women!
Then she shocked me saying, "Then why don't you consider a sex
change...and become a real girl with a real vagina?"
I was so surprised by that remark, I could not reply.
Then she surprised me again by saying, "You know, I always wanted a
daughter!" "Now, I realize that I have both, all in one "body!"
So, the next morning, I told my supervisor that I would love to be a
model. She told me that I had gained at least 6 pounds since our last
show, and I needed to loss the extra weight in the next month before I
could be accepted as a model. I really wanted to model now...if only to
see these lovely and sexy nude models during their clothing changes! I
did lose the extra weight, and by this time my hair was almost shoulder
length. Now, I thought that I had "mastered the art of feminine make-up,
but Supervisor Nancy told me that I looked more like a slut, than a
model. I thought to myself, that is the way I wanted to look, Then I
realized, that I had achieved that goal!
The the day before the style show, Supervisor Nancy took me to the
beauty shop for my hair styling. The beautician bleached my hair a honey
blond shade. The next day, she cut and styled my long hair into an
outrageous bouffant up-swept do. Then it was to the cosmetology
department for my make over. Again, I looked like sexy and comely model.
Supervisor Nancy told me that the company policy was no visible body
piercings were to be worn by the employees. That also included models.
But Supervisor Nancy ignored this policy, and remarked that my "B" sized
breasts looked too stunning with those gold rings to make me take them
out!. The policy did allow my naval , and septum piercings, but my
tongue piercing did not show unless I stuck out my tongue (which I did
as I left the stage for the last time)! LOL
Now, this being a summer style show, of course we had to model full
body, one, and two piece swim suits, summer dresses, and summer hats.
With my hair style in and up-do, I could not model a hat! But I wanted
to model the one piece swim suits! Supervisor Nancy told me to "Fuck the
company policy, leave the nipple rings IN!" That evening during the
style show, when I came on stage topless, with those gold 1 inch nipples
ring exposed, there was a gasp from the audience...then the ladies
started clapping at my outrageous looking breasts. I took that as
approval from the audience. And apparently so did the store manager,
that was watching the show that night. I was not fired! After the style
show, all of us models went back to that bar for a few drinks.
Supervisor Nancy had me wear a stretchy skin tight Capri pants with a
white see-through blouse.... and no bra...like several of the other
models did, except they wore tight knit sweaters....with no bra!
One of he first things I noticed that several of these sexy models had
light up cigarettes. They really knew how to smoke, with a sexy and lady
like sensuality. I almost got an erection watching these lovelies smoke
their cigarettes, almost like sucking a cock! I mean, that they knew how
to exude sexuality and sensuously while simply smoking. Then I was
shocked to see that Supervisor Nancy took out a cigarette, and light it
up. Again, she smoked her cigarette with such femininely air about her,
that I almost achieved an erection....if it were not for my gaff
restricting my cock, that is! I told her that I did not know that she
also smoked.
She then told me that she had only started several months ago, and only
smoked either in the woman's room, or up in the Travel Department
office. I blurted out that she looked so sexy smoking with such a
sensuous air about her...and also the models. She asked me if I wanted
to try one. I thought back when I was 17 and had tried smoking several
times. But that was before I discovered my love for dressing as a
female! She asked if I wanted one, and I almost told her no, but then I
saw another model light one up, and she looked very hot, sexy, and
"slutty" while smoking, and replied, "Please".
She offered me one from her pack, and then light it up for me. Obviously
I was not smoking like a female does, so the gave me some "pointers"
First, she showed me how to hold a cigarette between my index and middle
fingers, making sure that your long and painted nails are visible. Then
she said, now take a puff, and blow a thin stream of smoke over your
right shoulder. I repeated what she told me to do. She whispered, not
like that, pucker up your lips, like you are kissing, then over your
right shoulder blow a thin stream of smoke out! But, leave the cigarette
close by to your face while blowing out. This way your perfectly
manicured long nails will show. Then she gave me a sexy smile and told
me, like sucking a cock, only blow instead of sucking! I followed her
advise, and knew that I could suck cock and and smoke cigarettes with
the best of the models!
In fact, the store manager arrived a few minutes after us models did,
and he grabbed an empty chair from the next table, and cleared room for
him to sit next to me. Supervisor Nancy whispered into my ear, that I
had an admirer tonight. I whispered back that I did not know what to do
as his hands were "roaming" onto my knees!
She whispered back, "Let him, and act like the slut you want to be!"
"This could lead to a promotion for you!"
We all enjoyed the company of this store manager as he was very
charming, and witty. But, for me, his hand was still wandering too much.
He even was able to discreetly brush against my bare breasts several
times. I did have one too many bourbon and coke that night, and became a
little giddy! Looking back later, I guess I needed to get a little high,
knowing that this store manager, named Charles was going to ask to take
me home afterwords! We all had an enjoyable night of a few drinks and
camaraderie of our sister models. These models slowly drifted off...some
with other male admirers. Finally leaving only Supervisor Nancy,
Charles, and I. Then, Supervisor Nancy leaned over to me, and said that
it was time for her to go home... this was at two o'clock in the
morning! She no sooner left when he asked me if I was available that
night
I responded, "Available for what?"
He responded, What any man likes to do with a very sexy and lovely model
like you!" "I want to make passionate love to you!"
I responded, " You want to have sex with me, and fuck my brains out,
don't you!"
He got a little embarrassed, and replied, "Yes, but that is also what
you want and need!"
I thought that he was being too naive, not really knowing me. But I
thought, that this might be an opportunity for advancement, and a girl
needs to have a "sugar daddy" once in a while. Now, he was not that
attractive, he was over 40, and he was developing a "pot belly". I
thought, "what the hell", give this dirty old man what he wants, and
make him pay for it!" I also thought that since I felt like a slut at
times, now was the proper time to be one for real.
We went out to his car, and as he started the engine, he asked where did
I live. I responded with "my mother". Then a motel it is a he told me.
Now this married man really wanted sex tonight since he was willing to
pay for a motel! I felt that I did not want to deceive this man , so I
reluctantly told him that I was not what I appeared to be. Now he
confessed that he had looked at my employment application and knew that
I was a male! And he added, a very sexy and attractive male at that!
Then I asked, what he expected, sexually, that night. He replied, oral,
and/or anal sex was his desire. We pulled into a motel, he went into the
motel office, and paid for the room, and took me by my hand and led me
into the room, and I gave him what he wanted. God, what a slut I had
become! A week later I was promoted to the Supervisor of the cosmetology
department! And received $650 a month salary. I got my make-overs for
free every morning!
TO BE CONTINUED
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