Alex to Alina Chapter 12 The Morning After
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Chapter 8: The Neighbor
I awoke the next morning feeling insanely relaxed. I lay there for a
while, with my eyes shut, not thinking about anything and just enjoying
the feeling.
When I did open my eyes, I was shocked to see how I was still dressed. My
breasts looked huge, and I couldn't see past them.
I sat up and looked down at my body... How had it come to this? This
wasn't a man's body anymore. Why couldn't I stop?
I slowly wriggled out of the outfit and my lingerie, and threw them in
the dirty laundry pile, adding to the top of a large stack of feminine
clothing already there. I shook my head in shame. I bent over and dug
through the pile, finally finding one of my old male t-shirts hidden
beneath everything. It was dark purple, and matched my fingernails.
I slipped it on and looked at myself in the mirror. I wasn't surprised to
see it didn't fit me like it used to. It hung a little baggy now. And my
perky little breasts pushed out the front.
I had the next two days off, today was a free day, and tomorrow was the
wedding that the scoffing male side of me was dreading.
I looked at my pale skin in comparison to the purple shirt I was
wearing... I was way too pale to wear that dress tomorrow... I turned and
looked at the light between the blinds and contemplated...
I did own a bikini I hadn't used yet... And there was a pool downstairs
in the sun... It was probably early enough nobody would be using it...
I opened the drawer and pulled out my deep purple, two piece swim suit.
Purple definitely seemed to be my color! It was of course from Victoria's
Secret and was a halter push up top, with matching side tie bottoms...
There wasn't gonna be much skin not showing if I wore this... Luckily I
had shaved... I made the decision to just do it. If I was gonna be seen
in public tomorrow, best get used to it today!
I tossed my old male t-shirt and slipped on the top. I was pleased to see
that my breasts fit beautifully into the b-cup top. The bottoms went on
next and I was relieved to see that they clung tight enough (almost too
much so) to me that when I tucked my little friend under, there was no
sign of him.
I glanced in the mirror and was pleased, despite the paleness. My face
was still done up a little, but kinda messy, so I grabed my little bag of
make up I had been given and touched up everything a little.
I completed the look by grabbing a large pair of sunglasses and slipping
them on.
There! One bikini, a little makeup, and glasses, and no one would be able
to tell that it was really Alex dressed like this... Of course the curves
and breasts were probably more the reason nobody would recognize me, but
I ignored that for now. I just wanted a tan.
I went to my front door, and looked down -- there was hardly anything but
heels. Only one pair of old sneakers still tucked into a corner I used
for work still.
I grabbed a pair of purple strappy heels and slipped them on, they laced
up a little way past my ankles. They were cute! And probably overkill,
but if I was gonna walk the runway to the pool, then I was gonna walk the
runway!
I made my way outside and slowly headed toward the pool. The click,
click, click of my heels sounded deafening to me, and soon I was
breathing heavily as I went along, and feeling my heart race. I tried to
calm myself mentally. What would a Victoria's Secret angel do?
I felt my hips swing a little, and my steps become more confident. I
glanced at my reflection in a passing window. Thata girl! I winked at
myself and giggled.
Alex was turned on by the reflection, but not happy. His heroes growing
up had been action movie stars or somewhat nerdy like him, not Victoria's
Secret models. What was I doing?
By the time I got to the pool, my confidence was taking hold, and I was
almost upset to see nobody around. I picked a lounge chair and sat down,
cringing a little from the hot seat. I wasn't used to so much skin
touching it.
I lay back and sighed heavily... This was nice! I lay in the sun for a
fair amount of time, absorbing the suns rays, and making sure to turn
over several times to stay even. Which gave me a little shock the first
time I did it. I wasn't used to having the globes on my chest push into
the chair when I lay down.
"You moved into 10a right?" a voice asked.
I perked up, but kept my cool enough to seem like the voice hadn't scared
the shit out of me.
I looked up lazily.
A tall, muscular man was standing across from me, leaned up against the
fence railing around the pool. I didn't even know how long he had been
there. My guess was longer than he should have been.
It took a second but I recognized him. His name was James, and he lived
two apartments over. Blonde hair, worked out, had a way of speaking that
made him seem smarter than he looked. I had barely had any interaction
with him.
I just nodded slowly at his question, fearing he may have recognized me.
I don't think he realized I could see his eyes through his sunglasses.
Even though he was talking to me, he was staring directly at my breasts.
It made me uncomfortable at the same time I was glad he appreciated
them... Plus I couldn't really blame him, I stared at them all the time.
"I thought so," he continued. "That nerd that used to live there used to
drive me nuts. Always took my parking space."
I glared at him but figured he couldn't see it through the sunglasses.
Nerd? How was I a nerd? I played football, I had a gorgeous girlfriend at
some point! I wasn't a nerd. I looked myself over, forgetting for a
second how much I had changed since then...
Well I definitely wasn't a nerd now...
"What's your name?" he asked, confidently.
"Alina," I spoke tersely.
"Pretty name. That an accent I hear?" He smiled at me. It was a big
smile, a smile I didn't necessarily like.
"Yeah." I nodded, trying to ignore him now.
"I like it. Very cute." I could sense his smirk.
You're barking up the wrong tree buddy, I thought to myself. But instead
I said nothing... I mean, was he? I didn't look like the wrong tree.
"Enjoying the last of the sun before fall?" He persisted on anyway
despite my silence.
"Yes," I said, "Just trying to soak up whatever I can before the wedding
tomorrow."
"Are you the lucky lady?"
I laughed, not at the sincerity of the question, but at being referred to
as a lady.
"Oh, no," I answered. "Just a bridesmaid."
"Well tan or not, I'm sure you'll make a beautiful one."
I should have shut up, but after being on reddit so long, absorbing all
the compliments, and getting used to the idea that men found me
attractive, I ate up his compliment, and couldn't help enjoying it.
I sat up in my chair, my hands behind me, and my chest pushed forward.
For a second even I was distracted. My body in the little bikini, with
sexy smooth legs crossed, and topped off with some overly sexy heels, it
was no wonder he was talking to me.
"And what are you up to?" I asked politely.
"Not much," he responded, his eyes still wandering, "My Xbox finally bit
it, going to go buy a used one. I refuse to pay for TV." He chuckled. His
laugh was so far from my newly acquired feminine giggle, I couldn't help
but laugh too.
But, the words also made me realize something. I had been looking to pawn
off my own xbox. The thing wasn't being used anyway due to my new found
hobby, and I had been looking to cash it in so I could invest in some
more clothing. And here was the opportunity.
"You want mine?" I asked.
He laughed, then seemed to notice my face. "Wait, are you serious?"
"Yeah, I don't use it. Only a year old. You want it?"
"Yeah, yeah, what do you want, like 200?"
"Sure." I actually wanted 150. Sweet!
"Awesome!" he stated, "I'm down, when should I come get it?"
"How about right now?" I stood up slowly, it had become so easy for me to
be in heels. "Come on, follow me."
I started walking confidently back toward my place.
With each click of my heels, I could sense the tension grow. It was
sexual tension. If not misguided sexual tension. He was turned on by me,
and I was getting turned on by him being turned on by me.
As I cat-walked forward, he walked behind me like a dog, and I knew what
he was looking at. I didn't disappoint, my hips were in full swing. He
said nothing, just followed me to the door.
We entered my apartment, and as I closed the door I took into account how
much taller he was than me. Taller. Stronger. Better looking... Well,
better looking than I had been, better looking than I do now was up for
debate.
I bent over and began removing my heels, he tried not to stare, but
wasn't great at it.
"You look great in that bikini," he stated.
I looked up and raised an eyebrow. Even I knew that was a little forward.
"Sorry," he chuckled. "I'm just saying, I'm a photographer, work with a
lot of models, and I've seen a lot of people wear that same thing who
think they can pull it off... But you actually can."
"Model photography huh?" I inquired. "For who?"
"I jump around. Nothing too big, otherwise I wouldn't live in this shit
hole apartment complex. No offense."
"None taken." I winked, and removed my last heel.
"Grab a water if you like," I said. "You mind if I go change?"
"Not at all," he said slyly. I just shook my head and walked to my room.
His flirtyness and tension in the air was starting to thicken.
I entered my room and shut the door. I was breathing heavily, and I
realized just how much I was turned on. That had been way too much of a
confidence boost to my female side. A model photographer? And he couldn't
tell!
"Don't do anything stupid Alex." I reminded myself. "Give him the xbox,
say goodbye. That's enough public interaction for today."
I opened my dresser drawer of clean clothes. On the left was a simple
skirt and tank top combination, but on the right, was the Sucker Punch
Babydoll costume I had ordered online a few weeks ago.
His words about being a nerd came back to me. Maybe I was a nerd...
Well...
I'd show him a nerd.
I pulled out the costume without even considering and I traded my bikini
for a deep satiny blue bra and panty set that would match the material of
the sexy Sucker Punch school girl costume I had pulled out. I also
snagged some thigh highs and some black sexy heels.
I put on the bra and panty set, smiling to myself as they clung to my
curves and lifted everything into place. Wow, I really did need to wear a
bra now, my girls shouldn't be left out on there own. Alex cringed at the
term, and I could feel the protest form as I picked up the sexy, cute
little skirt with the slit down one side to show some leg.
This was a weird form of revenge against his comment, as I didn't see how
dressing up in an insanely sexy costume wasn't going to do anything else
but continue to turn him on, and god knows I was never going to reveal
who I really was to him. So what was I doing? Other than finding an
excuse to wear the costume?
There wasn't one really, I reasoned. I was just living off the high of
his compliments. So I slipped on the sexy skirt anyway. It slid up my
sexy legs and clung to my hips as I fastened the two buttons in place. I
loved it! It was so cute! I had never tried on a pleated skirt before! I
loved that my plump butt popped it up in the back a little. I swayed and
twirled a bit, loving the material, then grabbed the top.
It was hardly more material than my cheer costume. I pulled it over my
head and slid it over my breasts and body.
I loved the way the sleeves stopped only a quarter of the way down. As I
tightened the belt above my navel, and straightened my cute little
neckerchief, the top squeezed me tightly, exposing my firm stomach, and
showing off my little boobies proudly. Scratch that, they weren't so
little. B cup sized boobies that looked like C cup in this top!!!
"You're a sexy woman Alina," I whispered down at my body. "Look at you!"
I spun and sat on my bed, eagerly sliding on my thigh highs, and slipping
into my three inch heels. I stood up gracefully, I simply adored heels!
Goddamn, I looked hot in this. This "school girl" outfit was definitely
being worn by a woman! Not a girl, and definitely not a man.
I readjusted my cleavage then headed for the living room with way too
much confidence.
I cat walked in, feet crossing, hips swaying, and boobs jiggling, and I
saw James' eyes widen like saucers. His mouth actually dropped before he
slammed it tight and peeled his eyes away from me with a lot of effort.
"I... So -- You, uh, going to a costume party?" He asked with as much
confidence as he could muster.
"Oh this?" I teased. "Yeah, something like that."
He turned back to me, his eyes scanning me more confidently this time. I
smiled coyly at him, and he faltered again. He was putty in my hands. I
liked the power.
"Anyway, let me get it for you!" I strutted over to my TV, and leaned
over, putting my ass to him as I did so. I could only imagine what he was
seeing as I struggled a little more than necessary to unplug the cords
and pull the xbox from my shelf. By the time I stood back up with it
clutched in my hands, his faced seemed much more flushed, and his eyes
darted to the water on the coffee table in front of him in an attempt to
pry his eyes from me.
I sashayed over and gently set the xbox in front of him, taking the time
to set it down gently, I leaned over and slowly looked up, making sure to
let my cleavage hang in front of him.
"Here you go," I whispered seductively. Seductively? What was I doing?
I locked eyes, smiled, and winked at him. That was all he needed. His
hand darted out, and before I could react he gently put his fingers to my
chin and moved his face forward so I was staring directly into his eyes.
"Thanks, Babydoll," he whispered coyly. He winked then he leaned in, and
planted a kiss on my lips.
I should have screamed, I should have belted him, I should have laughed
and show him my identity before he got so angry he kicked my ass. But no,
instead, I melted into the kiss. And I gently pushed my tongue past my
gloss covered lips and into his mouth. I was now putty in his hands, and
he knew it. How exactly was this revenge for calling me a nerd again?
I had never been on the receiving end of a kiss like this before, he was
the aggressor, not me, so this was a new experience, and made me feel
entirely feminine. Especially the roughness of his stubble. Oh god! I was
kissing a dude! And it was lovely!
I shivered as his hands moved down my neck and across my body as he
continued to kiss me, pausing briefly only to caress my tits a little. Oh
god, somebody else playing with them was amazing!
His hands wrapped around my thin waist, and before I knew it he was
pulling me forward and up.
Even from a sitting position he was able to lift my sexy, womanly body
off the floor and into his lap. He was so much bigger than I was.
I squealed a little playfully as my knees landed on either side of his
hips, and my plump, skirt covered booty planted itself into his lap.
I responded by wriggling a little, which he seemed to enjoy, because I
could feel something stirring... Oh my god, it was his erection!
I felt like I had been nailed by a wave. I was a man! I was a man,
dressed and looking sexy as all hell, and letting another man make out
with me, and I was enjoying it!!
I grabbed his face in protest, as a lay ditch ever to stop the kissing,
but instead of stopping him, I attacked it with my mouth... Oh god, was I
truly lost?
I adjusted both my sexy legs on either side of his hips and pressed my
plump booty into his crotch, his hands found their way onto my waist
again. I giggled and continued to passionately make out with him.
I started gently rocking up and down, dry humping his crotch as I gasped
in-between locking tongues. I could feel my little titties bounce happily
as I did so.
I was aroused and also slightly terrified, there was no way he couldn't
feel my tiny little erection, I was definitely feeling his... Though, at
this point my little guy was nothing but a fly bothering an elephant. He
only seemed to be getting bigger. Had I ever been that big?
I gasped for air, and forgot the question as James buried his face into
my tits and started kissing the tops of them. I about lost it, but I
decided to return the favor. I put my finger to his lips, then spun
around on his lap, so my back was to him, I planted my heels on the floor
and slowly backed up, planting my plump, skirt covered ass directly onto
his bulge.
He grasped my firmly by the hips, and I proceeded to bounce up and down
gently and rub up against him. I could feel his erection enlarge. I
reached down and grabbed his hands and slowly slid them up my body, until
they reached my boobies.
I gently pressed his hand into them and let him squeeze. I gasped as he
cupped my breasts and lifted them. I reacted by bury my little ass into
his crotch with more pressure. He squeezed with more ferocity. I bit my
lip to stop from moaning.
"You're so sexy," he muttered to me.
I spun around and but my knees back around his hips.
"Oh?" I inquired playfully. "You think so?"
"Yeah, incredibly sexy," he said between kisses.
He thought I was sexy. I was so turned on, and yet my mind only went to
Felicia. I bet he thought I was sexier than her. So sexy in fact, that I
would even do what she never did for me.
I leaned in and nibbled on his ear and whispered in my sexy voice, "I
want you to titty fuck me."
No!!! Oh god!!! No! Alex??? What the fuck man! You are a dude, what are
you doing? What are you saying? I started to back off, finally gaining
control of my sexy little body, but he seemed to take that as a sign that
I was serious, so he stood up, I squealed as he lifted me with ease.
I reacted without thinking and wrapped my stocking clad legs around his
hips. He kissed me more passionately and his hands found their way to my
plump, skirt covered little ass. He squeezed it gently. I couldn't
believe how big and soft it felt in his hands.
His fingers went up to my waistband, and he started gently tugging my
panties down.
I stopped kissing him and slapped him playfully on the hand.
"Uh uhhh," I teased. "Here." I pointed seductively at my titties. He
smiled back at me and reacted, letting me cling on as he undid and then
dropped his pants. I felt his erect cock spring up, gently stroking my
inner thighs and brush up against where my own little friend was safely
tucked away in it's satin prison.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and his hands found their way to my
stomach, and he slowly traced his fingers up my sides until he found the
bottom of my tight top. He sure knew how to make a girl feel good.
In one solid motion he pulled my top up and off of me, exposing my bra
covered chest to the room. He stared down at it greedily.
"You like?" I whispered, nibbling his ear a little, and making sure to
push my breast against his pecks. I was so girly!!! I had nearly C cup
breasts in this bra, and at one point I had a boring, flat chest like
his.
"Oh, I like," he countered back, reaching around to unhook my bra.
I slapped his hand again. "Uh uhhh," I whispered. I couldn't have him
take the bra off, I needed the boost to give him a tittyfuck!!!
Oh god.... No.... I thought back and imagined myself in the football
locker room in high school. At that time, I would have never in a million
years thought I would be saying something like that. The funny thing was,
as I imagined back, all I could think about was me in a high school
locker room, wearing my Babydoll outfit, surrounded by football players.
I snapped out of it, and came back to my more terrifying reality.
I was too late. This was going to happen. I was going to do it.
"Sit!" I commanded.
He complied quickly.
I just smiled and unclenched my thighs a little, our mouths unhinged and
I gently slid down his torso until I dropped to my knees at the base of
the couch.
There it was. It wasn't that shocking. I had seen a penis before after
all... But never with the intention of doing what I was going to do.
I grabbed him by the hips and slid him forward, he complied, and I
watched with terror/eagerness as his turgid, but albeit average sized,
cock nestled in-between my breasts. I grabbed my boobies and squeezed
them together, enveloping his member with soft flesh and blue satin.
I heard myself moan, and I felt his cock twitch between my breasts as I
did. He seemed to like that.
So I moaned again, and began to slowly slide up and down. His hands found
their way to my hair as I gently slid his cock up and down my plump,
beautiful breasts.
"God Babydoll..." he whimpered.
I responded with a moan, and arched my back. I looked up into his pale,
ecstatic face, and licked my lips seductively.
"You really think I'm sexy?" I asked.
"Yeah baby."
"You think I'm hot?"
"Oh yeah."
"Maybe a little nerdy? Hot, sexy and nerdy? You like my accent too?"
"Oh god yes!"
"You think I could be a model?"
"Uh huh," he muttered, his eyes were closed, he was reaching a climax,
and I think I was too.
"I want to model," I stated, even surprising myself at the sentence.
"Yeah, baby," he responded absentmindedly.
"I want to model for Victoria's Secret. Wear nothing but sexy lingerie
like this."
I looked down at my sexy blue bra. It was gently stroking his cock, the
satin cups just enticing him more. The sight turned me on, and I could
feel my own little member would be reaching a climax quickly.
"Yeah, god you'd look great. I only wanna see you in lingerie." His
breathing was huffy, he was sweating heavily now.
"I want you to make me a model."
"You got it Babydoll." He moaned.
I could feel his cock twitch, and unknown to him, so did mine. I gasped
femininely, and he grunted. He soiled my bra, while I soiled my panties.
We both convulsed for a bit, then exhaled. We sat there for a while, as
we both came down. I was the first to move, slowly standing up. I winked
at him, and walked towards the shower calmly.
"Leave the money on the table, take the xbox, and I'll talk to you soon."
He was too surprised by my quick recovery to say anything. I closed the
bathroom door behind me and looked in the mirror.
Alina had gotten her way today, but both of us had enjoyed it.
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