The Secret Life of Claire Robbins Part 3 Sorority Shenanigans
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It was 7:03 am and Claire Robbins marched quickly in her cheetah print
pumps through the brisk March air. The sun was peaking through the city
skyline and sent beams of light onto the trashy sidewalks, which
illuminated her path. She had her arms wrapped tightly around herself,
trying to contain as much body heat as possible. Though with each step
in her 4-inch heels, the edges of her body hugging black dress would
ride up her backside causing her to occasionally pull the dress down,
preventing the reveal of her pantieless derriere. She rounded the corner
of a fenced basketball court and crossed the street, barely escaping the
Sunday morning traffic.
"Hey sexy. Where you goin?" exclaimed one of the two homeless men on the
corner stoop of a dilapidated residence. "Love to get a slice of dat ass
honey!" laughed the other as he downed a brown-bagged bottle.
Claire hurried her pace as she stared at the ground ignoring the men.
She kept her hands clenched around the base of her dress. Claire didn't
want the perverts to accidently see something she didn't want revealed.
It was tough considering that with each step, her plump buttocks would
catch the edge of her dress, forcing the fabric to ride up her hips and
ass. It was a difficult task, but she managed to not show either of her
hidden sexual treasures.
"I can't understand why someone would say those things out loud," Claire
wondered. "It's disgusting. Who finds that attractive?"
The men stared as the blonde haired, college-aged beauty ignored their
calls for attention. "Yeah whatever. Go fuck yourself lady," they
retorted to Claire's silence.
As Claire looked back, the men sitting on the stoop turn their attention
elsewhere and gave up on their harassment. She let out a quiet sigh of
relief and continued on her way home, wrapping her arms around her
slender waist.
From what was just a decrepit brick covered neighborhood, was now a
renovated block of college student housing, catered to the students of
Metro State University. Claire let out an unexpected, yet high pitched
sneeze and quickly covered her mouth. With her phone in hand she
realized she hadn't check to see if she had any messages from the
previous night. She kept her pace while looking thorough her messages.
Claire smiled at a few pictures sent to her by her roommates. There was
one of Ally and Claire clinking bottles of Smirnoff, one of them taking
a shot from the same bottles and one of all four of her housemates
posing with each other. Ally in her form-fitting red dress, accenting
her creamy skin and ponytailed chestnut hair. Becky in her tight
leggings and bright blue sweeter dress, her high cheekbones and
desirable lips were that of a Brazilian super model. Jess in her mini
shorts and white sleeveless crop top, emphasized by her light brown skin
and straight black hair; her curvy ass and hips were held by Claire. All
four housemate's smiles said it all. They looked genuinely happy being
the closest fiends they've ever had.
As Claire scrolled down through her messages, there were several texts
from later that night. It was in her housemate group chat, which looked
like every girl was spending the night with a different boy. Ally with
Michael, Becky with Johnny, Jess with Sam and then there was a text from
Claire saying she was spending the night at Jason's.
Earlier in the night Claire wasn't planning on hooking up with him,
since they've broken several weeks ago, but there was something rabid
inside of her and she wanted to get her brains fucked out by Jason's
massive member. Claire's smile brightened as she gave one last look at
her phone before exiting out of her messages and wrapping her arms
around her body once more.
Claire approached the front steps leading to her newly renovated 2-story
house. She pulled out her set of keys and reached for the ice-cold
doorknob. She fiddled with the locks and eventually opened the front
door. Claire rushed inside, closing the door behind her and was greeted
with a burst of warmth. She leaned her backside against the cool door
while her breasts and exposed slit divulge in the comfort of the heat.
She looked to her left and checked the house thermostat. It read 80F.
Claire savored the mixed sensations of warmth and cold basking over her.
She thought, "A hot shower would be the best thing ever right now."
Claire took her time moving from the door, past the kitchen and to the
steps, her heels clicking against the hardwood floor. She took off her
pumps before walking up the stairs. The 12-block walk from Jason's house
was brutal on her already blistered feet from her night of nonstop
dancing. She danced all night with Jason at the frat party, a type of
foreplay that sent Claire's hormones through the roof. The bumping and
grinding and fingering at the party sent both Claire and Jason's
hormones into high gear. They wanted to fuck right on the dance floor.
Claire could feel Jason's 8-inch member growing and grinding against her
dress-clad ass as she moved her hips to the sounds of heavy bass and pop
music. She wanted to reword he for not blowing his load at the party.
She knew he came close to cuming his pants more than once while she
swayed her body to the rhythmic pop music. Claire was in full control of
Jason and she loved the feeling of dominance.
With each hop up the steps, Claire's dress would ride up the sides of
her hips exposing her bare ass and sex. She didn't care though. She was
in the comfort of her own home with none of her housemates around. She
made it to the top of the steps and walked past Ally's empty bedroom and
the bathroom, straight toward her own bedroom at the end of the hallway.
A once boring white walled bedroom was now converted into a sorority
sister's wet dream. Female pop singers, boy bands and rom-com posters
littered the walls along with several pictures of Claire and all her
Greek Community friends and sorority sisters. On her desk sat her laptop
and several papers for an upcoming sorority event.
Claire closed her bedroom door and made her way to her bed. She threw
her pumps in the corner of her room and collapsed on her pink sheets
staring up to the ceiling, gazing into the eyes of a shirtless male
super model. Claire tucked a strand of golden hair behind her ear as she
marveled at her sexy guardian angle. The poster captivated her attention
as she slowly moved her manicured hand to her exposed slit. Her fingers
grazed over her vaginal lips as she felt the heat radiating from her
sex. She lightly touched the outside edges of her vagina as she could
still feel the rawness from the events of last night take over her mind.
Claire thought again about her sexual romp with Jason. They had gone at
it for hours, exploring each other's bodies as if they had never fucked
each other before. Claire loved it. It was as if Jason was a completely
different person, groping at her massive tits and ass as if he were
doing this for the first time. Claire didn't care; she was savoring
every moment. As she snapped back to the present, she noticed her vagina
was dripping from her thoughts and playful arousal. Claire slowly
entered two fingers into her soaked slit and the feeling of ecstasy
coursed through her veins. She slowly gauged her fingers in and out as
her breath began to quicken. Short, soft and sweet breathes that filled
her bedroom. She closed her eyes as her hand movements quickened.
It started to get warmer in Claire's bedroom, so she decided to pause
for a moment and stripped out of her black dress. With one quick motion
she reached around her hips and pulled up ward, reveling a navy blue,
strapless bra and a tight stomach. She threw the dress aside and
unclasped the support; letting her massive DD breasts explode out of the
bra. Claire lied back down with now four fingers inside of her and her
other hand massaging her mammaries. She continued to dig deep within her
slit with mixed thoughts from the night before and the hunk of man
tapped to her ceiling. Claire quickly found her G-spot as her back
arched and her thumb laid siege to her clit. Loud moans escaped her
lips. She was almost at climax and she paused yet again. Loud gasps of
air escaped her lungs as she began to calm herself.
Suddenly, Claire reached her entire hand inside her vagina. In a bizarre
sight her entire hand moved inside herself searching and digging for
something. Then, with a sigh of relief escaping from Claire's lips, she
started to pull her hand out of her vagina revealing a 6-inch erect
cock. Her hand was wrapped tightly around the shaft of the penis as she
began to masturbate. Her penis was pale in comparison to the rest of her
sun kissed skin. As Claire began to quicken her pace, she could feel the
beginnings of her orgasm rupture from deep inside. She suddenly let out
a very feminine squeal. Her legs bucked and she arched her back off the
bed, unleashing a full blast of cum onto her sheets.
Claire seductively bit her lip as her male orgasm washed over her. She
pulled her hand away from her rapidly deflating member and lightly
touched her sexy curves as she brought her hand to her breasts. She laid
there for several minutes playing and pinching her nipples, taking in
the fading thoughts of her orgasm. Her flaccid penis needed some help
returning to its rightful place, so she tucked her hidden secret back
inside.
"That was incredible," she said quietly, still taking in deep breaths.
She rolled over to her phone and looked at the time. 7:27am. Claire
thought again about that shower. "Getting cleaned up before my roommates
get home would be productive," she thought, "I do need to get started on
my philosophy paper. But what about washing 'deep' under my skin? I
haven't done that in several months and I could probably use some
cleaning deep within."
Claire slowly sat up from the bed and looked across the room to her
closet's full-length mirror. What she saw, sitting in her bed, was a
perfect example of desirable feminine beauty.
Claire stood up and walked towards the mirror admiring her curvaceous
naked form. She stopped inches before the mirror and took in her
gorgeous body. She gave herself a cute smile and admired her thick,
golden mane of hair that sat on top of a beautiful, angelic face. Round
blue eyes, soft pink lips, cute button nose and high cheekbones gave
Claire the face of perfection.
Claire continued to admire her magnificent body; enormously perfect
breasts hung from her chest in an almost perky manner. She brought both
of her slender arms under her breasts and hugged her body, savoring the
moment. She continued her gaze down her slim waist, to her pierced navel
and then to her wide hips, which expanded to an almost absurd
proportion. Her pelvic bone showed through her skin, which led her view
to her stubbly labia. Yesterday's clean shave was starting to catch up
to her.
Claire spun on her heels to give her mirror a view of her curvy ass. It
was plump and smooth to the touch as she ran her hands over her
sensitive buttocks. She spun back around and admired her long shapely
legs that went on for miles. Bright pink toenails framed her dainty
feet. Claire cocked her left foot inward and she took in her entire
body. Claire was a buxom blonde and her body was a work of art. A work
of art she wore.
Claire moved gracefully to her dresser and fished through her underwear
drawer for a hair tie. She pulled all her hair back into a tight
ponytail, not missing a single strand of blonde hair. She moved back to
the mirror to admire the coming process.
Claire caressed her body once more before moving her hand through her
hair and then to the nape of the back of her neck. She gave herself a
wink and a seductive smile in the mirror and began digging her perfectly
French manicured nails into her skin. She was probing her neck for
nearly a minute when she found something hard. A tiny tab resembling her
skin color protruded from the base of her neck. She gently pulled down
on the tab as it made a slight zipping sound. The tab stopped right
above her perfectly round derriere and left an opening showing the skin
of a paler person inside. Claire then reached behind her scalp and
ponytail with both hands and began to pull the back of her head up and
over the person inside of her.
She gripped tightly onto her ponytail knowing her hair wouldn't get in
her way. Claire's face began to morph and distort as she lost her super
model looks. She let out a small painful yell as her eyes sunk within
her head and suddenly, a straggly brown haired and unshaven man emerged
from Claire's face. He used Claire's hands to peel the upper part of her
skin off of his body. He pulled away her massive breasts, her slim waist
and tight tummy, her stubby vagina, her great ass and her long legs. As
the man pulled away the rest of Claire's tight body off of his own, his
body morphed and bones realigned back into its original state. His
cramped 6'4 body felt relief by taking off his dainty 5'7 form.
The man stood by the mirror breathing hard in Claire's high-pitched
voice, as the sensation of freedom spread over his body. The man noticed
his high-pitched breathing and turned to Claire's dresser, where he
stumbled over his Claire feet. He had forgotten to remove the last part
of his Claire disguise, so he pulled both of her feet off like two
socks. He picked up Claire's deflated body and gently placed her on the
bed as he rummaged through her underwear drawer. The man found two
inhalers, one pink one blue, and inhaled the blue device. He took a deep
breath and let out several coughs, each cough sounding more masculine
than the pervious.
When the coughing fit was over, the man reached for the glass of water
sitting on the dresser and reached into his mouth, removing the false
set of teeth that belonged to Ms. Robbins. The man placed the false
dentures into the glass as he ran his tongue over his real teeth. He
then found Claire's contact solution and poured several squirts of
liquid into her contact container. The man reached into his eyes and
pulled out the last remaining part of Claire Robbins. His original dark
brown pupils replaced Claire's bright blue ones. The man was relieved to
be out of his Claire persona and back to his God given form.
The man stretched his body as he sauntered over to the full-length
mirror admiring his true self. A head full of brown hair past his ears,
a full beard, sunken brown eyes, pale skin, and an average physic were
the best words to describe this man; that man being Matt Williams.
Matt touched his face feeling the rough patch of beard surrounding his
jaw. It had been more than 6 months since he removed his Claire skin, a
much longer period than he was use to. "Maybe a shave too, before I get
back into her," he thought. And with that consideration, Matt grabbed
Claire's razor and towel and headed toward the bathroom.
--
Matt didn't own any male razors, shampoo, body wash or any toiletries in
general in fear of being found out by the other girls. It was better not
to buy those things when he normally exposed his true self three to five
times a year. It didn't bother him to use feminine products anyway since
he would normally be using the same toiletries while he was in his
Claire persona.
Matt finished his hot shower as he turned off the water and reached past
the shower curtains for Claire's towel on the rack. He dried off with
the dark pink towel and realized how much different it was to dry a male
body compared to his Claire body. He moved the towel between his legs
and brushed his penis against the thick fabric, the feeling of something
between hiss legs was foreign to Matt. He then brought the towel to dry
his hair and noticed how quickly shorthair dried compared to his
normally longer hair. Sure his brown locks were damp but compared to
Claire's long, thick hair this was easier to maintain.
"Maybe Claire should get a cute pixie haircut sometime this week," Matt
thought as he smiled to himself.
Matt pulled back the shower curtain and wrapped the towel awkwardly
around his chest as he stepped over the bath tube. Matt wiped the
condensation off the mirror and looked at his gruff face. "A shaving is
in order for you sir, " he thought.
Matt ripped off the towel and placed it on the tile floor. He moved back
to the mirror and grabbed Claire's sweet scented shaving gel. He sprayed
the gel in his hands and spread the gelatin over his beard. He picked up
Claire's multicolored razor and pressed the blades against his hairy
face.
--
When the final stroke of Claire's razor erased the last patch of hair
from Matt's chin, he forced himself to smile at the mirror. He
remembered this face right before he donned Claire?s skin just 6 months
ago. He admired his male body. With a little exercise and dieting, he
could?ve been a good looking, 20-something guy. But being lusted and
chased after by dozens of men, pleasing them anyway possible was Matt?s
thrill of being Claire. He could?ve gone through college as his male
self, living a mundane college experience, but the opportunity of being
Claire Robbins presented itself and he leaped on it. He created and
shaped her into what she is today and now Claire is a well-respected
college student, sorority leader, lover and individual in the eyes of
her peers; something Matt couldn?t have done as his average male self.
Matt closed the door to Claire?s room and placed the pink towel on the
back of her swivel desk chair. He walked to Claire?s bed and fell back
first onto her bed. Matt laid next to Claire?s skin as he picked it up
and admired the craftsmanship of the goddesses? body.
Claire?s phone suddenly buzzed on her bed. Matt tossed Claire?s skin to
the side and reached back to grab the mobile device. It was a text in
the roommate group chat from Ally asking if anyone was awake. Matt
replied, embracing his Claire persona, telling her that she was home and
added that the heat was cranked up to the max. Ally thanked her
graciously and told the group that she?ll be back home in a little bit
due to the fact that Michael was acting like an idiot. Matt frowned
knowing that Ally and Michael had previous history with each other and
things tended to get heated when the two spend an evening together.
Beaky and Jess then replied to the group chat and said that they were
staying longer with theirs boys, trying to go for round two with their
sexcapades.
Matt tossed the phone on the bed and rolled to his side, starring into
the empty eye sockets of Claire Robbins. He reached his hand out and
touched her face.
?So soft. So delicate,? Matt thought.
He gave her deflated skin a shy smile as he grabbed the Claire skin and
held it over his body in the air. He admired the empty form of Claire as
his eyes caught the attention of her stubbly vagina. Matt rubbed his
fingers over the prickly patch of blonde pubic hair and thought to
himself that a shower as Claire would jump-start his day. Sure he just
had a shower as his male self, but there was something about showering
as a female that made Matt?s skin tingle. Plus, all the dirt and filth
from basement at the party, the spilt alcohol and the sex juices from
the night before were stained on Claire?s body, so shower was definitely
in order for the blonde beauty.
Matt quickly jumped off the bed and took out the blue contact lenses,
placing them in his eyes. He then grabbed the pink inhaler and sucked in
the gas from device. He inhaled several squirts from the device and
began the coughing fit. As the coughing subsided, Matt soon sounded like
his alter ego. He reached his hand into the glass holding his Claire
dentures and placed them into his mouth. His Claire persona was
beginning to take ahold of him.
Matt picked up Claire?s deflated body and carried it over to the mirror.
He gave one final look at his male body and said, ?Until next time old
friend.?
Matt then stepped into the Claire suit, one leg at a time, adjusting his
manicured toes to fit. He pulled and stretched her legs up around his
and soon reached the pelvic area. Matt rubbed his hand over his feminine
legs and could feel the foreign touch of a man. He then placed his
flaccid penis into the small pouch that connected the nerve endings to
Claire?s vagina. As his penis was in place, he slid Claire?s round
derriere around his own. From the waist down, Claire?s body was holding
up Matt torso.
Wanting to hurry before Ally got home, Matt quickly grabbed Claire?s top
half of her body and brought to his chest. He reached his arms and hands
into Claire?s, fixing and adjusting his manicured fingers. Soon, all
that was left to the disguise was the headpiece, which lay empty between
Claire?s massive breasts. Matt looked one last time into his deep blue
eyes and then pulled Claire?s face and ponytail over his head. He
aligned Claire?s facial features with his own into place and pulled the
zipper from the base of her bubble butt back to the nape of her neck.
Claire?s naked form stared back in the mirror. She then gave herself
that cute, seductive smile. There was once again no trace of Matt
Williams? existence. He vanished as soon as she secured the zipper
around her neck and only Claire Robbins stood in his place.
?About that shower?? Claire sighed.
Claire struggled to pull herself away from the mirror, but eventually
grabbed the damp towel from her chair and walked out of her room, back
to the sensation of a hot shower.
--
Ally Winters struggled to pull herself up the long staircase to her
house. It had been a long night of drinking with her housemates, dancing
with random guys and eventually fucking her fuck buddy Michael, a
decision she regretted as soon as she was naked in bed with the football
team?s star running back. Michael was always her go to fuck when she
wasn?t hooking up with randos, but since he was already at the party he
secured the position of being Ally?s lay for the night. And although the
sexual romp with Michael fulfilled Ally?s thirst for someone inside her,
their past history and failed tries of a relationship were enough to
send the two into an argument, which ended with Michael kicking Ally out
of his apartment.
It was okay thought, Ally had endured this kind of relationship with
Michael since they first met in the dorms when he was just a redshirt
for the football team and she was a wide eyed freshman ready to
experience the college life.
As Ally reached the top of the steps, she moved towered her bedroom
door. The bathroom door suddenly opened reveling a pink towel encased
Claire.
?Hey girl how was your night? Please tell me it was good and you decided
to leave this morning.?
Ally sighed, ?No. He kicked me out.?
?Aww, I?m sorry,? Claire frowned. She moved over to her disheartened
friend and gave her a reassuring hug.
?Thanks babe.?
?Hey, tell you what. How about I finish my philosophy paper, you get
cleaned up and relax and then we go out to Max?s. Grab some pizza and a
beer to cheer you up. How does that sound?? Claire asked.
Ally?s discouraged look turned to a slight smile, as she said, ?No beer,
just pizza. I had enough alcohol last night.?
?Awesome,? Claire exclaimed. ?I?ll text Jess and Becky. You go and relax
and try not to think about Michael.
?I will.?
Claire turned and entered her bedroom. Ally stared at Claire?s almost
naked form admiring her friend?s beauty. Claire turned, giving her
housemate a bright smile before closing the door behind her. Ally stood
for a moment at her bedroom door before opening it. She entered her
place of solace, a room similar to Claire?s with the exception of a
poster of the Metro State Cougar football team with several pink Os
drawn around several players? faces.
Ally closed and locked the door behind her as she sat on her blue and
pink bedspread, taking off her black pumps. She placed them gently on
the floor and let out a long sigh as she laid her head against the
pillow. She was deep in thought when she suddenly jumped up from the
bed, her breasts jiggling at her sudden movement and quickly raced to
her dresser.
She dug through several drawers and found the object of her desire, a
blue inhaler. She placed the device on top of her dresser and stared
into her medium sized dresser attached mirror. She gave herself a
seductive turn of her hips and reached at the base of her red dress and
pulled upward. She dropped the dress at her feet and looked at the
brunette beauty before her. Her wore a matching pair of a black lace
thong and bra. She unclasped her bra straps and quickly moved her one
arm over to catch her enormous breasts from popping out. She pulled her
bra away as she covered her nipples, giving herself a striptease. She
then used her other hand to gently pull her thong from her round bottom
and smooth crotch. She covered her exposed sex with her other hand as
she swayed her hips to the music that played in her head.
She smiled to herself, admiring her beautiful body. Ally had the divine
facial features of a Victoria?s Secret model; thick head of chestnut
hair, pouty red lips and deep brown eyes. She removed her hands,
exposing her breasts and sex. Large breasts, slim waist and stomach,
wide hips, shaved vagina, a shapely buttocks and long legs; a curvaceous
body not too far off from Claire?s.
Ally gave herself a cute smile and wink in the mirror as she raised her
arms behind her head. She dug into the base of her neck until she found
a flesh colored tab. She pulled down the zipper until it reached around
the start of her generous ass. Beneath Ally?s creamy skin was that of a
much darker and deep skin toned person. Ally then reached behind her
head and started to pull her face off of her hosts. Her features
distorted as her face was eventually pulled off to reveal the features
of a bald, chubby faced man. He stared down at his body and then to the
mirror as he gave himself a sinister smile.
END
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So this was my first attempt at writing any form of TG fiction. What do
you guys think? It has the potential of becoming a series but I?d like
to get some feedback from you guys before I start anything. Hope you
guys enjoyed reading.
Maris
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