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The Breakup
Part 1 - A girl named Fi
James sat down on the long chair. It was Christmas eve and about two in
the morning and the full moon was out. He had glass of red wine in his
hand and despite the strong moon light the liquid looked black. He looked
at it and thought of the girl who changed his life. Her name was Fiona
Kilpatrick, but she went by Fi. Fi not as in Fiona but as in fire and sure
she was like a firestorm all by herself. She had really hard red hair like
the wine he was drinking which contrasted sharply with her pale
complexion. She was the kind of girl that gave bad girls a bad name. She
had tattoos and piercings which served as a warning of what was coming
next.
She was hot like she was going to scorch everything in her path. And most
importantly she was his, or more accurately he was hers for a couple of
months. A couple of months that all men that have experienced them look
back for the rest of their lives. For James it was even more than that. He
was the kind of guy whose life made vanilla ice cream feel exotic and
exciting. You couldn't find two more opposite people as James and Fi, to
Fi he was just Jamie. Everyone wondered how those two people ever got
together and how long the relationship would last.
They met in a library of all places just before the start of term. James
was there to borrow a book in order to get an early start of the first
year of university. She on the other hand, was there to fulfill a dare.
They met in between two ranges of books. She came onto him faster than a
starving she-wolf on a prey. Her first salvo was a kiss and before he knew
it her tongue had successfully mapped his whole mouth, which now had a
fresh minty taste. He didn't have the opportunity to say a word before his
pants were down to his ankles and his boxers to his knees.
As soon as his manhood was out she had gone down to business. His manhood
that had never been seen by any other living soul was now inside a girl's
mouth. It wasn't just her mouth but her hands were also is use. His
manhood was not stranger to being stimulated by hand. He was a great adept
at the personal touch but this time the hands were all over the area
stimulating him so much that his mind went completely blank. The only
thought in him being a bestial feeling of being aroused.
If his brain was working at this point it would have spelt in big friendly
letters T R O U B L E, but it was currently blank because all the blood
was being rerouted to some other function. He was so into it that he was
holding his breath. Deliverance came swiftly. He was still wrapping his
head around what just happened when he realised she was gone and that in
his mouth was a mint chewing gun and that the taste in his mouth had
changed to salty. Getting back to reality he found it hard to get his
pants back up over his erect member. But after a few minutes it went back
down and he was able to redress himself.
The next he saw of her was during the first week. While he avoided the
throngs of new students doing dumb things he met her again, as soon as he
saw her his manhood got erect. She rubbed herself on his tented pants all
the time being quite vocal about her arousal. They ended up at his place,
a house he shared with two other guys and for the next few days, the only
time he left his room was to get some water or use the toilet. It was
during this marathon that he finally learned her name.
When they finally left the room, he wasn't able to walk properly. After a
few hours he was back to normal. Although he lived with two other guys, he
only saw one of them, the other one was always on a trip somewhere but
both paid their rent on time. The one that he did see was a player and was
usually cooked up in his room. As term dragged on Jamie spent his weekdays
in class and his weekends in bed with Fi. No need to say that he was
always tired Monday mornings. During this time he learned a bit more about
her, she was doing some sort of art study. They didn't talked about study
much. To say that their relationship was just sex would be quite accurate
although they also did other couple things like dinner and cinema.
Although he never put enough attention in the plot of the movies.
This went on for quite a while. Jamie would do anything for Fi and
whatever idea she had he was accepting it, not that he had much choice. It
was just her way, no highway option. When she decided that they were going
to the Halloween party in town, he had no objections. When she showed him
her outfit he had no objections, when it came to his outfit however, he
would have had an objection had he had the opportunity to object. They
were going to wear matching costumes. The problem was that the matching
costumes in question were sailor costumes or so she told him. There a red
one and an orange one. She was going to wear the red one and him the
orange one. Looking at the costumes they looked more like female swimsuits
with bows and gloves than any kind of sailor outfits.
Wearing the outfit wasn't the only thing. She was quite adamant about
being true to the character and so she had him get rid of all his body
hairs before anything else. They went with the chemical option as it was
the fastest one, but not by much since he didn't have much hairs to begin
with. He then took a shower and ended up smelling of orange blossoms. It
was a bit unsettling. At this point he was happy that his flatmates were
not home that day. The one that usually was home was away for a kind of
group gaming trip and not due for a week or so.
Once we was dry she gave him a kind of underwear he wasn't quite familiar
with, it looked like a strip a cloth with a very thin band. It looked tiny
and he didn't think it would fit him. She helped him into it. It wasn't
very comfortable but it was worse when he looked down and there was no
visible sign of his manhood, he was quite upset about it.
He wanted to protest but she cut him short saying that if he loved her he
would go with it with no protest. He didn't have a choice. She instructed
him to sit down. He did and it felt so weird. She then started with his
makeup. It started with some orange nail polish. He didn't quite
understand it but his fingernails and even toenails were painted. He was
going to wear gloves and shoes which would hide the painted nails so why
bother. He was having more and more issues with what was happening, still
he followed her instructions. She said that they needed to dry and so
proceeded with his face. She applied a number of things one of which being
orange lipstick and another being eye liner. What came next almost gave
him a heart attack.
She attached a pair of realistic breasts to his chest and he was pretty
sure that they were bigger than hers. That was the single most
uncomfortable thing, not the weight of the attachments but seeing them
protruding from his chest. Still he knew better than to protest. She held
them in place for a few minutes and then they stayed in place by
themselves. It was then time for the actual costume. She told him to stand
up. First came orange panties. They were tight but less than the other one
he had on. They rode high and went in between his cheeks. This was
followed by some kind of wrap what went around his belly and was then
tightened. It was making it hard to breathe. Then came the swimsuit, she
unzipped it, he stepped into it and she zipped it up. She told him to sit
back down. What followed was a pair of orange shoes, they had at least 3"
heels and had ankle straps. She helped him into them and adjusted the
straps.
By his reckoning there was only one thing left for the outfit to be
complete, it was the gloves he saw before. As he expected the next things
to be added were the white elbow length gloves. Although he wasn't used to
wear this type of gloves, gloves was at least something he knew how to put
on. He put them on himself. He was kind of glad that it was over. He tried
to get up from the chair but she told him to stay put. He complied. She
came back with a round box, she opened it and pulled out what looked like
a blond wig but it was quite long. He wondered if it was a part of the
costume. She proceeded to put it on him and a piece of the wig rested on
his forehead.
He touched it with his gloved hand and felt like it was a kind of v shaved
thing and quite hard. She told him to be patient and that there was one
final touch left. He put his hand down and she put something around his
neck he thought it was a necklace or something but it felt more like a
piece of cloth. Then it got tight against his neck. Not too tight that it
was strangling him but quite tight that he could feel it while breathing.
It must be a collar of some kind he thought. Fi told him to stand up and
go downstairs while she changed. He complied. Walking in the shoes was not
easy and he held on to objects in order not to trip.
As soon as he was out of the room he realised something. How was he going
to go down the stairs without breaking his neck. He was going to knock
back on the door for some help but decided against it. She told him to
leave and he knocking back on the door wasn't going to go down well. He
got an idea. He proceeded just like in the room but instead using the
handrail for support. It wasn't simple or natural but it was working.
Slowly and surely he got down the stairs. He wondered if it was because of
such shoes that women were always holding the rail when going down stairs
in movies. He finally reached the ground floor. The whole process felt
like it had taken hours.
Now, on the ground floor he moved into the living room. This was a very
bad idea. He saw an image in the mirror. To call it a reflection would
have been too much for him to handle. The image was that of a blond girl
that was quite scantily dressed. She wore a clinging swimsuit that exposed
most of her upper arms and her unending legs. Her face was quite pleasing
with big eyes, a small nose and a cute blush. She caused his breathing to
speed up and his mouth to go dry. She had a surprised look on her face and
her right hand was moving towards her mouth. It felt like everything was
in slow motion, that time stood still while the obvious realisation that
was being constantly being denied took root.
Time resumed its normal flow when another girl dressed similarly but with
a red themed outfit instead of the orange one entered the room. While the
orange girl was alien to him, the red one was very familiar to him, it was
Fi.
"Stop staring at yourself Mina. We got to go," she told him.
"Mina?" he asked.
"You can't be Jamie tonight. You don't look like a Jamie," she told him.
For that he was very relieved, he couldn't recognise himself in the mirror
so the chance of anyone else recognising him were non existent specially
since he kind of kept a low profile at school.
"Hurry Mina or we are going to be late," she told him interrupting his
daydreaming.
"Here is your purse for you to keep your keys," she said as she handed him
what looked like an orange mini handbag. He dropped the keys in and held
on hard to it.
Fi grabbed his gloved hand and pulled him out of the house. The cold
evening wind hit him hard making him aware of how exposed his body was.
The door slammed shut behind him. The thing is it slammed twice. The
second time a softer slam and the next thing he knew they were in her car
on the way to the party.
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