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Smoking And Texting
It was a lovely warm sunny afternoon and I was sitting outside in the
beer garden of my local pub having a pint and just chilling out in
general when all of a sudden, I feel my phone going off in my jeans
pocket.
Of course it's a text message.
"Hi gorgeous, how are you?" the message says as I look down at it in
confusion.
You see I'm a 20 year old single guy and I never ever get any texts like
this, ever, so as you can imagine, I'm more than just a little bit
suprised to see this message pop up on my phone.
I then decide to try to find out who it is.
"Who is this?" I say in my reply as I send a message back to my mystery
admirer.
I then wait a couple of minutes and sure enough I hear my phone bleep and
get another message.
"Are you serious? It's your boyfriend. How many drinks have you had?"
the new message says as I just look at it in shock.
It must be a wrong number. It has to be a wrong number. You see, I'm
not gay and as far as I know, I don't have a boyfriend.
"I'm sorry, but I think you've got the wrong number," I text back, my
fingers trembling a little.
I then put my phone back in my pocket but a few moments later I get yet
another text.
"Look Laura, I don't know what sort of game this is supposed to be, but I
need you to tell me which pub you are in so I know where to find you
after I've finished work. Where are you hun?" The new text says as I
just keep staring at the message trying to to work out why this text has
been sent to me.
I'm just about to send a reply when I recieve another message.
"Look Laura, I know things between us have not been good lately but I am
going to make things better between us, I swear, but we need to talk if
we are to save this relationship. Now please, just tell me which pub you
are in," the txt says as I realise that this guy is being serious.
"Oh my god!!" I say to myself. He really does think I'm his girlfriend
and that I'm called Laura.
So what do I do now then? Do I ring him and tell him I am really a guy?
Well that would piss him off, wouldn't it? Well, wouldn't you be pissed
off if you went to meet your girlfriend and she was a guy? I know it
would fucking piss me off!! Big time!!
Or do I tell him where I am and pretend to be a girl so that I can then
explain to him who I really am?
But then what if he finds me here and has a go at me for pretending to be
his girlfriend? Fuck, what am I going to do? I just sit there for what
feels like an hour but it is probably more like 20 minutes.
I then decide to make a choice. I decide to pretend to be this guys
girlfriend and worry about meeting him later.
"I'm sorry hun, you were right the first time, I've had a few drinks and
that sun is very hot, it must have made me a bit tipsy!!! lol Listen, I
know it's not been good between us as well but I do want it to work
between us. So meet me in the Robin Hood after work and we'll have a
nice chat over some drinks ok? Love Laura xxxx"
I then wait for what seems like ages for a reply and sure enough I get
one from him.
"Oh Laura that's great. I'm so glad to hear you say this. I'll see you
in about two hours babe and do me a favour will you? Save me a few of
your smokes until I get there. Love Mark xxxx"
Of course I'm more confused than ever now as I don't even smoke but then
I notice that some changes have taken place since I've been reading and
replying to the texts on my phone.
For example, I'm now drinking a double vodka tonic instead of a pint of
beer but that is not all that has changed.
I also have a lit cigarette in my left hand and my nails have grown by at
least 2 inches and are now a lovely shade of pink. However, the changes
do not end there it would seem.
You see, I've just seen my reflection in a mirror and it now seems that I
am a no longer a 20 year old guy but a very sexy 20 year old blonde,
instead of a pair of jeans, I'm wearing a very short skirt along with a
lovely top that shows off my beautiful firm breasts along with my very
smooth and almost perfect flat stomach. I even have a tattoo down there
as well now!!
"Oh fuck!!" I whisper to myself as I realise I no longer have a penis and
a pair of big hairy balls between my legs anymore. "Oh no!! I've got a
fucking pussy!!!" I whisper again to myself as I feel a strange void
between my legs.
I've also just noticed that my arse is now a lot more bigger than it was
before and my skin is so soft. I really have turned into a young woman.
I then gasp again as I hear my new voice for the first time.
I no longer have a deep male tone of voice but a very high and very
feminine sounding one instead. Fucking hell!!! This is so fucking
weird!!!
I am so stressed out by everything that I take a drag on the cigarette I
am holding and it seems to have a calming effect on me.
So I then take a couple of more drags on it and then I put the thing out
in the ashtray I now have sitting on my table.
I swear to god folks it was not there before.
"Is everything ok miss?" I then hear one of the guys from behind the bar
say to me as I just look up at him in confusion and smile.
"Oh yeah mate, everything is fucking great!!!" I reply as he just looks
at me and takes the empty glass from my table.
"Would you like another drink miss?" He then asks me as I find myself
reaching for my handbag that has just materialized under the table out of
nowhere.
I then find my smokes and pull one out. Jesus christ I am so stressed
out.
"Yeah, and make it a double please." I tell the guy as I light up another
cigarette and blow out a nice thick cloud of hot creamy smoke.
I see myself in the mirror again. I can't believe how sexy I look.
Especially when I smoke.
"Coming right up miss," he then says as he walks off towards the bar but
not before giving me a smile. I just smile back at him and take another
drag of my cigarette.
I then decide to have another look in my handbag and I can't believe all
the things that are in it.
Things like a purse, two different shades of lipstick, some eyeshadow,
mascara, a tampon, my cigarettes of course, a pair of tights, a pair of
knickers, a pack of condoms and a card with a taxi service on it.
"Shit, I really am a fucking woman!!!" I say to myself in a low tone of
voice as I finish off my cigarette and see the guy from the bar walking
towards me.
"That will be ?4.80 please," the guy says as I hand him a five pound note
and tell him to keep the change.
"Thankyou miss," the guy says smiling at me as he goes back behind the
bar.
I look down at the drink and can't believe I've gone from drinking pints
to drinking double vodka tonic's.
"Ummmm......not bad," I think to myself as I take a sip of my new type of
drink.
"Hey babe," a male voice I don't know then says as I look up and see this
young lad smiling at me. He can't be more than 22 years old.
"Hey," I say as he sits down at my table. He then gives me a kiss on the
lips as I move away from him quickly and drink some more of my drink.
"No need to be shy hun. I am your boyfriend after all." The guy says
with a smile as I realise it's the guy who sent me the text.
"Oh, hi Mark. How are you mate?" I say as Mark just laughs at me.
"My my, we are all formal today aren't we? Now give me a cigarette I'm
gasping," Mark says as I do as I'm told. Mark then orders a beer.
"I'm sorry Mark, er hun," I say as he gets his beer and goes to light up
his cigarette.
"What for?" Mark says as I take a sip of my drink.
"For being so formal and weird with the text messages befor," I say as he
blows out a nice thick cloud of smoke and takes another sip of his beer.
"Forget about it. Say, are you not going to have a cigarette as well?"
Mark then asks me as I give him a look and then a smile.
"Of course, er, I mean, yes of course my darling," I say as I reach into
my handbag for the second time today and get out another cigarette.
"Here, allow me," I then hear Mark say to me as he leans over and lights
my cigarette for me.
Now I know that I'm a girl because only a girl would let another guy
light her cigarette for her.
"Thanks babe," I say to him as I blow out some lovely thick cream smoke
from my pretty pink full pouting lips.
"You're welcome," Mark says as we both take a drag on our cigarette's and
exhale at the same time.
"So about us then. Have things really been that bad?" I ask as Mark puts
his cigarette down and has a sip of his beer.
I know I shouldn't ask him this as it is not really me he's been seeing
but for some reason I feel compelled to ask him about 'our' relationship.
"Not really. I just think that we have grown apart a little that's all
but it's my fault for having to work all time. I will cut down my hours
and spend more time with you." Mark says as I look at him and realise for
the first time since my transformation that he is quite a nice guy. Even
cute as well.
I know. I know what you are thinking. How can even think of this guy as
being cute or even nice for that matter. Well, it seems that it's not
only my looks and body that have changed since he started texting me but
my entire outlook on life too.
You see, I fancy Mark and I know he's the only guy for me. I know how
that sounds but that is the way I feel.
I used to fancy girls but now they do nothing for me. Sure, I look at
them still but all that's for is to see what colour lipstick they have on
or how they are wearing their hair. I don't feel like I used to about
women. How bad it that? But it's something that is apart of me now.
That's right. Whatever it is that has transformed me into this gorgeous
young smoking blonde babe has also made me like guys instead of girls.
Mark is my boyfriend, my fella, the love of my life and I feel like the
luckiest girl in the world. Sick isn't it? But again that is who I am
now. I'm his woman and he is my man. Anyway, such is life.
"You don't have to do that," I then tell him as I have another drag of my
cigarette and finish off my drink.
"What I mean is, I'm going to make more of an effort to be a better
girlfriend for you and to be the girl you fell in love with when we first
met," I explain as Mark pulls me closer to him and gives me a lovely big
snog full on the lips.
This time I don't pull away and snog him right back. It feels good.
Feels right.
We then finish our cigarette's and get up to leave the pub.
"Fancy an early night love?" Mark then says to me as he puts his arms
around my waist and I put my arms around his.
"Yes I do. Very much so," I say to him with a big smile on my face as we
both walk off into the night holding hands and thinking of the future we
will be spending together for the rest of our lives.
I for one can't wait.
The End.
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