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The Feminine Mystique Bonnie Lea "You had better stop doing that or your face will stay that way forever." I'll bet that is a line you have heard time and time again. My mom had always seemed to know the proper thing to say at the right time. Sometimes you would listen and sometimes the comments went in one ear and out the other. And sometimes when you should have been paying attention was the time that you ignored all the signs. I am sitting in front of my vanity, dressed in my long silk cr?me colored nightgown with a matching peignoir. I have styled my long bronze hair with a few curls at the end. As I am starting to put on my make-up, my boyfriend comes up from behind me and gently cups my 36C breasts in his hands and starts to massage them, while he gives my nipples a little tweak. He knows that this really turns me on, and I have to stop him and say that we will never get ready to go out if he continues down this path. He is so incorrigible. I finish with my make- up and go to put my clothes on so we can go out. But before I continue describing this scene, I think I should give all of you a little background in to my story. My name is Elizabeth, but you can call me Lisa. I love to hear my new boyfriend call my name, especially when we are in bed. I really don't remember much about my old life now, except that at one time I used to be called Eddie. But here is what my mom had told me, so that I knew where I came from. I was a boy like any other boy. I loved to go outside and play around in anything I could get to. I also loved to tease my sister, Jenna. She was two years older than I was, and when we were younger my mom used to always yell at me because I tended to make my sis agitated when I would walk around her while she was playing with her dolls. Mom got wise to all of my teasing and started to make me play with her while she supervised our activities so that I would not cause more grief. When my sister was 10 and still playing with her dolls, I was made to play with her. After a while it became normal for me to follow her lead and start to make up stories about the dolls. She even let me play with one special doll she called Lisa, because she told me that it reminded her of me. I don't know why but I took this as a compliment. We played with them for a time and also began to play house. When we started, mom noticed what we were doing, so she naturally made a game of it so that we would help her clean the house. Mom seemed to be okay with me playing with "girl" things, and encouraged me to enjoy them. In time I just thought that it was a natural thing for me to play with dolls and dress-up. It became such a fun game to have my sister and I dress like we were twins. Mom even took us out on a few shopping trips while we were dressed up, and all the sales ladies made such a fuss about her two lovely daughters. Mom even made it like Jenna and I were the same when she would sit and brush our hair to keep the sheen in it. As we both started to get older, my sister started to become more interested in boys and not wanting to play house or do much with her dolls. She basically gave them to me to take care of, all the while not wanting to get rid of her "little sister." I also began to notice the she started paying more attention to the latest fashions and hanging out with her new girlfriends. She also started to develop, as my mom would say to me, and that made me a little jealous. I saw how mom would take her to the store and have the saleswomen fit her for her first bra. She got her ears pierced and started to be able to wear some make- up. Being the curious type, I needed to find out what all the fuss was about. One day when no one was home but me, I decided to venture into my sisters room to take a look at some of her new purchases. I was very careful not to disturb too much and make anyone suspicious as to what I was up to. She knew that I was going in her room anyway, since I was still taking out her dolls every so often and dressing them up while trying to style their hair. I opened one of her drawers and saw how she very carefully arranged her new bras and panties that mom had got for her. I pulled one out and enjoyed the feel of the fabric and imagined how it would feel on one's skin. After maybe the third time I went in and looked around her closet and drawers, she came into my room with a puzzled look on her face. "Eddie, I know that you go into my room to pull out my dolls and you know that I do not mind that. But have you been going through my clothes, too?" I tried to show a shocked look on my face and l hope that she bought it. "No I haven't been. I like the way you look, but those are your things and, besides, I am a boy." She looked at me and smiled. I thought she believed me but I should have known my sister a little better than that. I must have been a little naive to think that she would not have thought that any boy that was my age who still wanted to play with her dolls did not have a feminine side to him that was looking to get out. I took it easy for a few weeks and did not bother with any of her clothes. She never brought the subject back up, so after about a month or so, curiosity started to get the better of me. Mom and sis were both going to be out for the afternoon, so I waited for an hour after both of them left and headed straight for her room. This time I thought I would be a little more careful and went in to her hamper. There was a treasure trove of things that I found, including my favorite bra and panties set of hers. I pulled both of them out and sitting right below them was a mini-skirt and tank top with some lace across the front. I quickly took off all of my clothes and stared at the clothes I laid out on the bed. I picked up the panties and marvelled at the way they felt in my hand. Picking up my left leg, I began to slide the satin lingerie up my leg. After putting my right leg in, I very purposely slid them up slowly, wanting to feel the material against my leg. The feeling was even more intense than the last time I remembered. Reaching over to the stash on the bed, I took the bra and, making it easier on myself, I attached the hooks in the front and spun the bra around. Gently pulling it up on to my chest, I adjusted the straps and slid in a few pairs of socks in to the cups to fill them out. Marvelling at the sight in the vanity mirror, I then pulled up a slip and what I heard my sister refer to as a camisole and smoothed them out. There was one dress of hers that I really liked when she put it on. She referred to it as her little black dress. The bottom of the dress had a little flair to it, so that when she walked in it the dress swayed a little back and forth. I slid the dress over my head and just loved the way that it hugged my waist and hips and was loose at the bottom. I stood in front of the mirror and started to move my hips back and forth, making the dress start to sway with me. I was so engrossed with what I was doing that I did not know that I had company watching me. I heard hand clapping behind me and, with a startled look on my face, I turned to see my mom and sister in the entryway. "I knew that you were lying when you told me you had not touched any of my clothes," Jenna said. "But I have to admit, you really wear them well. Just like we did when we were twins, Lisa." I tried to talk, but it came out as a stammer. "I-I-I-I was just a little curious about all your newest things. You look so pretty in them that I could not help myself. I am sorry, Jenna, and I promise that I will never bother your stuff again." Mom then chimed in. "Your sister is right, Eddie. I can speak for the both of us when I say that you are a natural in them. Now I think we are going to have to get you a few things of your own, since I don't want you taking your sister's things. Unless she is willing to swap some clothes with you, like I know a lot of sisters do." With that, both of them started to giggle a little at the predicament I have now found myself in. "You don't have to do that mom. I promise that I will never go into her things again." After having said that, I started to take Jenna's clothes off. But mom stopped me before I could take the zipper down more than half way. "Be honest with me now, Eddie. I want you to look in the mirror and tell me that you do not like the way you look in that dress, and that you never want to feel that way again." So I stopped and turned towards the mirror again. I saw myself with my long hair almost down to my shoulders, and seeing the way that the dress hugged me in all the right places. I stared at myself for too long, I guess, because mom looked at Jenna and said, "Well, Jenna, I guess we have our answer. Why don't you help your sister put on some make-up, but only a little since she is a bit younger than you. Then we will all go out to the mall on the other side of town and see what we can find for you." So my formative teenage years were spent going between the two sexes. I never thought of myself as being confused as to what or who I really was though. I had fun being a guy and going out on dates with girls. One thing that going out as my feminine self really taught me though was how hard girls had it. When I went out with mom, she always made me look my best, and I have to admit that I made a pretty good looking girl. I could have been mistaken as her second daughter. Mom had set it up that we had a standing appointment at the beauty salon every 5 weeks. We would go in and see two of her friends who knew who I was and still treated me like one of their young girl clients. They did my hair so that I could style it feminine looking when I wanted, but it could still look like a guy's hair. They kept my brows shaped so that I had that metrosexual look. I was a little embarrassed the first few times I went in, but I got so used to it that I began to look forward to the visits. I loved the sounds and the smells in there. After a while they stopped treating me like a guy and the conversation became so much more girl-like. The conversations about fashion, hair and makeup styles were good, but when it started to be steered toward intimate female things like periods and sexual adventures, I began to blush profusely. One time stands out in my memory. I walked in to the salon with mom and Julie and went to get shampooed. When I came out, I saw mom talking with the woman that was in charge of the place. I kept seeing her nod her head and look over at me. She then walked over and asked me if I was ready. I said yes and we walked over to her station. She told me to relax as she turned me away from the mirror so I could not see how she was styling my hair. What I did not realize was that mom had told her that the three of us were going on vacation on a cruise, and that she was going to have me as her other daughter for the whole trip. She had trimmed a bit and another girl came around the other side of me carrying a bowl with some foul smelling stuff in it. When I asked what it was, she just said it was some special conditioner and that I would need to leave it on for a while and would have to go under the dryer with it. She then used some aluminum foil pieces and wrapped them around some of my hair. I walked over to the dryer and sat there, only able to read the latest Cosmo magazine. After a while she took me off and brought me back to her station. When she took the foil out of my hair and turned me around, I was shocked to see that I had highlights in. And the cut was definitely more feminine than I have ever had. I looked over at mom with a scared look in my eyes, and she just said that we are all going to have a wonderful time on the cruise as three girls out to have fun. I have to admit that we did, and sis taught me a little about flirting but nothing happened that I would have been embarrassed about. Well, I did get kissed by a boy and I kind of enjoyed it, but that was all. I got my hair straightened back out after I came home but I did miss looking so pretty. I always felt the leering eyes of guys as we walked around the malls or when we were out to a restaurant. I even had a few of them try and approach me to engage in some conversation or flirting. Mom and sis would smile and then pull me away. But I could always feel their eyes watching my body movements, and since I knew what they were feeling I could sense them wondering just what I looked like under these clothes. If they only knew. During summer vacation, I would tend to be dressed for longer periods because the clothes were beginning to feel more comfortable. I would tend to wear teddies and baby doll nighties around the house. One time we were getting ready to go out when I thought I heard a knock at the door. As I continued to put on my makeup, I distinctly heard another female voice in the house. Before I could try and hide, Jenna walked in with her friend Ashley. She took a quick glance at me and said hi, before she did a double take and said, "Is that your brother?" No one else I knew besides Jenna and mom had seen me dressed this way and I just wanted to run and hide. But Jenna just smiled and told Ashley, "Yes but now he is my little sister, Lisa. If you can please keep this to yourself, Ash, I am sure that Lisa would love your company on any of our outside excursions. What do you say?" "Oh, I think it is great that he is so comfortable being who he is. And I love his outfit. His makeup is so flawless. What type of mascara do you use because your lashes are to die for?" Blushing, I turned and said, "It is L-Oreal long lash." Ashley said, "I have seen that one but have never used it. I am going to have to get a tube of it. So, girls, what is on the agenda today?' "Mom told us that we were going shopping for a new summer outfit for us and, maybe, look to see if we can find some new bathing suits". Jenna then looked at me and I knew what was coming next. She said, "And we are all going to try them on to make sure that we get the correct size, isn't that right, Lisa?" There was no other choice but for me to answer in the affirmative. So off we went to the mall in the next town. We got to the department store and it did not take long until all of us had a handful of outfits to try on. I had a cute peach sundress that had a little lace design at the bust line. Since I did not have very broad shoulders, the thin straps looked quite nice. I also had a few blouses and some very short shorts. Sis said that is what all the cool teenage girls wear, so mom insisted I get one. I had to model everything for them so they could help decide what looked best. By the time it came to the bathing suits, I started looking at the one-piece suits but sis also said I had to try on a bikini too. Because my breast forms were attached and blended into my skin, it did look quite natural. We then headed out to lunch and I could not help but notice that all of us were turning quite a few heads in our direction. Sis could not help herself when she teased me by saying that one particular boy kept glancing over at me. Mom continued to have a good time with me as her second daughter, but there came a time when I had to really go back in to boy mode. I still dabbled in dressing up on occasion, but the high school and college years I concentrated on studies and girls. The girl friends that I did have all told me just how sensitive I was to their feelings and that they wished that more guys were like me. I never told them just how I came to be that way, so I always had plenty of girls around me. The only time I ever came close to admitting the truth was when I was in bed with Beth, one girl I really liked. We started to take each other's clothes off when I saw the lingerie she was wearing. It was very similar to a set that I had owned. I stared at it for a few seconds and started to feel the material before taking it off. She looked at me and asked me if I liked it. I told her very much so. She then started to giggle and as she unhooked the bra, she handed it to me and pleaded with me to put it on. Needless to say our lovemaking took an unexpected turn that night. As she watched me put on her bra a little too expertly, she became the more aggressive partner in bed. I put on her warm satin panties and immediately became hard. It felt so good to have them back on, that a few days later I started to drift back to my teen years. One day Beth and I were sitting on her couch getting very hot and heavy when we decided to retire to the bedroom. While we were going back, she turned to me and asked, "Ed, I want to have a little bit of fun tonight. Would you let me dress you up and let you be the girl tonight?' I was so horny after our session on the couch that there was no way I was going to tell her anything but yes. She must have been prepared for a positive response from me, because she had a bra and panty set sitting out on her dresser. She had me take off my clothes, and since I was so used to getting rid of my hair, I was already fairly smooth. She took that as a positive sign and handed me the lingerie. As I put the bra on and slid the panties up my legs, I saw Beth absolutely gleaming. When I had them on, she took me by the hand and led me to her vanity, where I saw her make-up sitting out. "In order to make you the perfect girl, we need to use a little make- up. A proper girl would not be caught out at all without her face looking good and smelling sweet. Now sit down here and let me make you look adorable." I did not really have the heart to tell her that I could have done it all myself, but she was enjoying it too much to stop her. She started off with some foundation that looks like she obviously bought for me because it was not her shade. When she felt that everything looked even, she brought out some Cover Girl powder and delicately applied that. She then took an eyebrow brush and fluffed and then shaped my brows without any waxing into a fairly convincing feminine shape. All the while she was working on me she was saying exactly what she was doing. Next she brought out a pencil and liquid eyeliner. The liquid was black and the pencil was white. She did the top lid in a black line and the bottom, and by my nose a white line. She said that girls love to do this since it brightens their eyes. Since she put me in a pink bra, she decided to give me the same eyeshadow color. Standing back she marvelled at just how pretty I looked, but she was not finished. She finished my eyes with a Maybelline mascara to lengthen my lashes. She put just a touch of rose blush on my cheekbones and then finally to my lips. She opened a tube of lipstick and rolled out a fairly bright pink lipstick. Since my lips are a little fuller that most males, she said that this was going to look wonderful on me. She then had me blot off any excess and then I was allowed to turn and look in the mirror. Although my hair was not done up like I used to do with my mother, I still made a pretty convincing girl. She beamed and asked me, "So, how does my new girl feel now?" Even after doing this for most of my teen years I was still enthralled at just how a few little touches could make me look so much more female than male. I played in to her little game now, but still loving it. In my most girly voice I said, "I guess I look a little convincing." I stood up and sashayed around for a few steps until l looked over to her and said, "So, what can a girl like me do for you?" She raised her finger and beckoned me to follow her as we walked towards the bed. As we reached the area she turned and put her arms around my waist and pulled me to her. "As we started to kiss and our tongues began to intertwine, she leaned back and said, in her lowest voice possible, "I think my girl is looking for a good fucking!" Playing along, I giggled in the most girly voice I could register and said, "Take me, you big hunk. Let me show you a good time." With that little bit of teasing, we both fell on to the bed. I began to help her take off her clothes while she caressed my pantied behind and ran her fingers up and down my back. Within seconds she was totally naked and I was still in the bra and panties she had put on me. She flipped me over so that she was now on top of me. As Beth began to run her hands around my chest, she reached under my bra and pinched both of my nipples. It felt like there was an electric current running through me as I arched my back and ground my hips into hers. As she slowly took down my panties, she kept telling me just what she was going to do to me. "I'm so glad my girl is ready to have a good time. Ohhh, I see that your clit is humming and ready for me to take you." She took my now swollen "clit" and lowered herself on to it, all the while asking me how that feels, and if I wanted to be her girl. I was so excited that all I could say was, "Please, fuck me. Make me your girl." She didn't need too much more prompting because she started to ride me. And then she did something that was totally unexpected. She reached her left hand behind me and, with one finger and then two, started to move then in and out of my "pussy." My mind was racing because I then really felt that I was the girl now and that I was being plowed into by a very forceful guy. We both then started to moan and cry out really loud that we were both ready to cum. It wasn't long after that when I felt wave after wave of electricity running through me as I shot the biggest load I ever thought came from me. We kissed very passionately after that and Beth said that if a pretend girl could make her explode like that, "I wonder what a real girl would feel like?" I have to really thank her because she taught me all about what a woman looks for and how she gets aroused during sex. I just did not know that the lessons would come in handy later on. It wasn't until I was out on my own that the urges started to come back quite strong. I found myself looking online for some new clothes and ventured out dressed in them to the local stores to buy more. One particular store, a small boutique, was very inviting to me. The owner noticed that I was in a few times dressed in my male clothes and after the third time I was in, she approached me as I was glancing through one of the racks. "That is a great color and I think it would bring out the blue in your eyes," she said. I looked at her and could feel the blood rushing into my face as I turned. "Oh, this is not for me," I said. "I was just looking for my sister since it is her birthday." "You don't have to pretend with me,' she said. "I guess you don't know, but we have a steady cliental of cross dressers who feel very comfortable coming in to see us. We will even let you try some things on in the dressing room when we are not too busy. Why don't you take that one in the back and see how it fits." Well, now I was caught between a rock and a hard place. I loved the dress and I also love this store, but if I told her again it was not for me I would never be able to come in again. So very sheepishly I said, "If you wouldn't mind I would like to try it on." "Sure sweetie. And if you want to try anything else on underneath that, let me know.," although I could tell by the way she was eyeing my shirt that she knew I had a bra on and probably guessed there were panties to match. So I went into the dressing room with a really cute blue dress that had a little bit of black lace around the collar. The dress was very form fitting and came to just above the knees. "Come on out and let's see how it looks in the mirror," I heard the sales girl say. I found out that her name was Jessica and that she was fascinated with men who wanted to wear woman's clothes. So as I walked out on to the sales floor, the slimness of the dress really caused my hips to sway just a little. I stood in front of the mirror as Jessica came from behind me and said that I needed to fill out the dress. She then came in front of me and reaching inside the dress she put two breast forms in my bra and stepped back. The dress obviously fit me perfectly and the breast forms really made the difference. "This is so you, dear." I was so excited at the way I looked in the mirror that I told her I would take this one and purchased a bra and panty set to go with it. I made quite a few trips into that store from then on, and Jessica made it a point to talk to me about the finer points of fashion. I was starting to enjoy once again the fact that Lisa was coming out a little more frequently and I also ventured out a few times as her. I found myself going back to the hair salon I used to go to, and the girls styled my hair in a way that I could go either male or female. Things were going just great in my life and I was glad that mom and sis were still around to help whenever needed. Then one day I came across an ad for a cosmetic kit. I had been searching for some new things to try when an ad popped up on the internet. The product was called "The Feminine Mystique." The tag line on the ad said that their cosmetic line would truly bring out the feminine allure in anyone. It didn't take too much convincing that this was something I needed to try. So I ordered the full kit and within a week it showed up at my door. This kit had everything imaginable to make sure that your face would look and feel like you just stepped out of a fashion magazine. I marvelled at all of the liquids, blush, eye make-up and lipstick that I couldn't wait for my free day to try it all out. Finally the day came that I was going to try out my newest purchase, so I made all the preparations to begin. I took a long soak in a bubble bath and shaved my legs and any other little bits of hair that I did not want to show. I toweled myself off and powdered my freshly cleaned body. I even added a little cream to make sure that my skin felt supple. With a towel wrapped around my hair and around my body, I walked over to the vanity that I had bought and kept in my spare room and pulled out my new kit. I had sent the company just what my skin shade was so everything matched exactly what I needed. Before I started on the make- up, though, I wanted to get my lingerie on and my hair dried and styled. Going over to the bed, I picked up the newest bra and panty set that I purchased from my local Soma store. The girls have always been so helpful in there but I am beginning to suspect that they now know I am buying these for myself. They often say that they love the feel of some of the things I purchased on them, and they know that someone is going to love them too. I can see them looking at me to see my reaction but all I can say is I am sure they will. I pulled the panties up my freshly shaven legs and could feel the silkiness of them riding up. I tuck myself in and can't help but admire the way my butt looks in them. Next I take the bra and, after hooking it together around my stomach, pull it up and put my arms through the straps. Taking the breast forms, I proceed to fill out the cups. I love the way the bra pulls some of my skin together to give the appearance of a bit of cleavage. I walk back over to the vanity and after drying my hair, I take the curling iron and give my bangs and sides a nice little bit of shape. Pleased with the way my hair turned out, I take my new makeup kit out and open the container. I am so excited about all the colors of eye shadow and lipstick and how everything is just matched to me. I look over it all and then decide to take out the foundation that is recommended. I dab it on and take the special brush out that is included and start to evenly spread it over my face. I am amazed at how well it blends in the brush does a great job of smoothing it all in. There are a few tiny spots on my face that I use the concealer on and smile at myself. I then apply a rose colored blush on my cheeks to give them a fuller appearance. I then go to my eyebrows. They have not been plucked in a feminine shape, but I learned a trick on how I can make them appear more feminine without getting rid of much hair. I draw a straight line with the eyebrow pencil under the bottom of my brows and then take the pencil and trace a little line at an angle down the side. Fluffing them up with some brow powder, I then brush the brows with an old mascara brush that has been treated with some hair spray. I then squeeze them in and, voila, shapelier brows. Wanting to have a little mystery to me, I took out the black eyeliner pencil and put a small line on my eyelid and a shorter line under my eyes. I wanted to match my eye shadow to my outfit for the day, so I used a baby blue shadow that had a bit of sparkle to it. Once satisfied, I drew out the mascara brush and was surprised at how much more this mascara lengthened my lashes. At last I drew out the lipstick. Not wanting to overdo it too much, I used a shade that was between a medium purple and red. I blotted my lips and made a pout and then a kiss with them. I purposely left my nails undone since I planned on stopping at a nail salon to get them done. "A mani and a pedi would be wonderful to get today," I thought to myself. I slid a cami over my head and smoothed it out over my bra. I had a baby blue blouse and a black pencil skirt that I was dying to wear out somewhere, and I figured that this was the perfect time to do it. Once they were both on, l looked at the long length mirror and could not believe that what should have been a guy staring back at me I was seeing a girl who was headed out to enjoy a day of pampering and shopping. Sis said that she might join up with me later, so I grabbed my purse that was stocked with anything I might need later on, I slipped on my peep-toe pumps and headed out the door to my car. Although the toe nails were a little plain looking now, I thought how gorgeous they would look in a short while. There were a few women in the Perfect Nails Salon when I walked in. The receptionist greeted me and told me how lovely my blouse was. I thanked her as she led me back to one of the open desks. A short, petite young lady walked over to me and introduced herself as Carmie. I said I was so happy to meet her and how lovely the shop looked. We sat down as she looked at my hands. "You have such lovely soft hands. It is going to be easy to make these nails look gorgeous. What color did you have in mind today?" I said that a nice dark red would be perfect for both my fingers and toes. She reached over on her counter and pulled out just the shade I was hoping for. We made small talk as she first soaked my fingers to get the cuticles softened and worked them back into my fingers. We both decided that since my nails were not too long that we would add a ? inch extension to them. She was very skilled at this and within no time I was staring down at some very stunning shapely nails. She then painted my toenails the same color and put some spacers between them to help dry them. I sat on another chair and picked up a Cosmo magazine. The cover story was just how to make your man desire you even more than he does now and to guide him to your sweet spots. I giggled a little at the article but could see that there was a lot of thought that went in to it. My nails were dry in a few minutes and I was on my way out the door. Carmie thanked me once again for coming in and hoped that she would see me again. "Oh, you can bet on it," I told her as I strolled out and felt so many eyes looking my way. I had both men and women checking me out and I felt on top of the world. I walked to the restaurant that I was to meet Jenna and we both arrived at the same time. "Lisa, you look absolutely radiant today. Did you do something different because you look even more feminine than I have ever seen you?" "Oh, I did get a new line of make-up. I really love the way it went on and there were some fabulous colors to choose from. It is called The Feminine Mystique and I think you might like it, too." Jenna said she would love to look at it. So we had a great lunch, just talking about everything under the sun. I really started to feel like her little sister again during our conversation. We finished up and walked around the mall, taking a stroll into the shops and boutiques. It felt like we tried on everything that was available but I loved spending time with her. We said our goodbyes and said that we would meet up at Mom's the following day. Before I left I ducked into the ladies room to touch up my make-up for the ride home. When I was getting ready to go to bed, I started to take off my make- up. I noticed that my face felt a little different in that my cheeks and lips felt a little fuller. I decided on wearing my blue baby doll nightie to bed and as I removed my bra and breast forms I felt that my nipples were a little more tender and sensitive to the touch than normal. The areolas seemed a little larger also but I just passed it off. I climbed into bed and fell fast asleep. When I awoke the following day, I really felt refreshed and kind of giggled to myself as I recalled a few bits and pieces of my dreams. They had me thinking I was in a different body as I found myself at a club and dancing with some of the cutest guys there. I got up and made a small breakfast and decided that l was going over to Mom's today as Lisa, so I could show her my new make-up also. While I was in the shower, I noticed that my body looked a little different. I figured I was just imagining things but I could swear that my hips seemed a little larger and my waist was a little thinner. Also my chest seemed to be ever so slightly expanded. My nipples were definitely more sensitive, but I just shrugged it off to being happier. I dressed and went over to Mom's house. When I walked in she greeted me just like her daughter. She stood back and asked if I had done anything different. "You have a new glow about you today that I have not seen before. And your skin looks absolutely fabulous today." I told her all about the new makeup kit that I bought and how much I really liked the way it made me look and feel. After that Jenna came in and we had a wonderful afternoon. They both commented that the way I looked today I really should have been born a girl. I seemed more natural in my look, mood and mannerisms. As I thanked them for the comments I noticed that my voice sounded a little different. Maybe it was just my imagination. Over the next week, I began to feel a little different each day. Even without putting the makeup on, I noticed that my facial features were becoming more soft-looking and that there were definitely changes going on with my body that I could not explain. I looked at my chest and there was no question that I was going to need to wear a bra. I began to get a little shaken up as to what was going on with me. I knew that I had not been doing anything different except using the makeup kit. Something made me look at the notations on the box and, there, written in small letters that I should have noticed before read the following: The goal of The Feminine Mystique brand is to bring out all of the hidden estrogen. Not only will this makeup bring out all of your feminine facial features but the ingredients within will stimulate all of the latent estrogen coursing through you to enhance all of your features. Do not use this product if you don't want to become the woman you were truly born to be. Also beware that this will help send out special pheromones that will drive the men in your life wild. Good luck and be the girl you were meant to be. It took a few seconds to sink in what I had just read. My first thought was relief in that I now know what is happening. And then a sudden wave of panic began to flow through me. I have been using this product for weeks, and after the first few times all I wanted was when I was home to put more makeup on. And now I was becoming a girl for real. It just never dawned on me to think about why my penis was starting to shrink and my balls were being absorbed in to my groin area. I reached down and could feel a small opening where my penis was and I got a little shock at the sensation of the touch down there. I immediately thought of my sister and I needed to call her for some help. When I did, she asked what happened to my voice that it was softer but sounded definitely panicked. I asked her to come over as soon as she could. Jenna walked in and saw that I had my robe on and said, "Ok, sweetie, what's the problem. I opened my robe and the look on her face said it all. "What happened to you? Although you look stunning, I sense that you don't like it." Then she started to giggle and said something about mom and always thinking that we were truly sisters. I showed her the instruction book from the makeup kit. "That's just like a guy. Not wanting to read directions and wanting to fix things afterwards. Well, Lisa, I think that this time the directions actually helped you along the path you always wanted to be. So now we are going to get you dressed and head over to mom's house so she can greet her two real and permanent daughters." So Jenna and I got dressed and headed over to mom's place to let her know just what has happened. When we got there, she greeted us just like she always did when I came over as Lisa. It was hard to start the conversation at first, but I spilled out everything to mom about the makeup and the permanence of everything now. After I was finished, she just smiled and told me that she was happy to have had a son and now she was looking forward to having two beautiful daughters to go out with. I almost started to cry but she stopped me and said not to mess up my makeup, because we were going out to celebrate the birth of "my wonderful daughter Elizabeth." We went out to dinner and had a wonderful time. She giggled a few times when she started to say that we would need to have the mother/daughter talk very soon, because there were going to be "boys starting to sniff around you, wanted to see just what is underneath those clothes you have on!" I got a little embarrassed at that and turned red as I hung my head down. She told me to hold my head up because everyone should see just how beautiful I am. She also made the comment that I was definitely her daughter because I was blessed with the attributes of both her and Julie, which made Julie snicker. Mom was just trying to help me adjust to everything that was happening to me. She even made an appointment for me to go and see her OB/GYN to have my first female exam, since all the parts were now there. The doctor was very sweet and she told me that she had heard of something like this happening but had never experienced it herself. "I have read the cases of this happening and, although it is not common, it can happen. Usually you find that there are more dominant chromosomes that are lying dormant until there is a catalyst that kicks them in. Obviously this is what has occurred here." She gave me a clean bill of health and said that everything was in working order. I could have told her that, since I bought a special little toy to see if I was able to have intercourse. It was recommended by Jenna and I have to tell you that the first time I used it I thought I was going to go through the ceiling. The pleasure I felt was the most intense thing I have every experienced. Going into the office was another experience altogether. The women all crowded around and welcomed me in. They all wanted to know if I was truly a woman now, and I had to assure them that everything was in place. Since I had worked from home most of the time and was on the road, not many of them had seen me too often. The guys were very stand offish and did not know what to say. Needless to say, going into the ladies room in the office for the first time was a little frightening. But as I hesitated, one of the women I knew quite well, Rachel, took me by the hand and led me in. At least they made it easier for me to be there. About a week later, Jenna called and said that it was about time that I went out on a real date. Her boyfriend had a friend that she thought I would be very comfortable with. His name was Steve and she said that had been in a relationship, but they broke it off a few months ago and he asked them if they knew of anyone who might like to go out for dinner. She immediately said that her sister would love to meet him and set it up so I would not have a chance to say no or chicken out. She wasn't going to let it go so I said yes I would do it. The big day arrived and I began to feel a touch of nervousness. But figuring that I had to become more comfortable with myself, I walked into the shower and let the warm water cascade down my body. I felt each drop as it caressed my skin while l lathered up the soap and let the wash cloth rub against me. Knowing that I wanted to look and feel my best I shaved my underarms and legs, feeling the steel of the Lady Schick shaver taking the moist and silky cream away. I dried myself off and wrapped a towel around my hair and body. Mom had actually taken me out after a little talk to buy some feminine products for me. There were plenty of things that I never had a reason to use. The first thing I picked up was a spray bottle of something called "Summer's Eve". She said that it would make me feel fresh "down there." I laughed at that thought but as I sprayed it I did feel and smell a little fresher. "Always trust mom's word," I thought to myself. Walking over to the vanity I stopped and gazed at the reflection for a minute. Looking back was a scared but anxious young lady, awaiting a new experience. Removing the towel from my body, I walked over to my dresser and picked out a new red lace push-up bra with a hip-hugging pair of panties. Pulling up the panties I could feel the soft satin sliding up every inch of my smooth legs. Trying not to get myself too excited before the evening began I took a deep breath and put my arms through the bra straps. Bending over slightly, I reached behind and attached the clasps. Then standing up I fixed the cups so that by breasts fit in firmly. After a little adjustment, I walked back over to the vanity and admired at how the bra brought my cleavage into more prominence. Jenna had told me that the restaurant we were going to was a really nice one. It wasn't so formal that you needed a gown but she recommended that I wear something dressy. So I looked in the cupboard and noticed that I needed to do so serious shopping soon. But one thing stood out to me and I pulled it out. It was what every girl needs in her closet. It was my little black dress. It was a hip-hugging dress with a little lace on the sleeves that came down a ? length. I put a slip on first and then stepped into the dress. When I zipped up the back and looked in the mirror I grinned, thinking to myself "you look so hot in that." I dried and styled my hair, liking the way that the highlights stood out. Then it was time to do my makeup. Using my favorite Feminine Mystique kit, I put a little foundation base on and touched it up with some powder. My brows had been perfectly shaped the last time I was in the salon so I just added a little bit of color to them. Since I did put on my black dress I used the liquid eyeliner and put a thin line on my eyelid and just a short line below the eyes. Next I used a pink shadow that had a bit of sparkle to it, just to feel a little dazzling. The mascara pulled my lashes out and up, giving me a mysterious look. I finished up with my favorite shade of pink lipstick; careful to blot just enough off and add some sheen to my lips. Just as I put my black heels on I heard the knock on the door. I grabbed my clutch purse and walked over to answer the door. Jenna was there with her boyfriend. She gave me a kiss and said, "Hi sis, this is Terry Simms." Terry took my hand and said it was nice to meet me. I then looked to his left and I got a little weak in the knees. There stood one of the cutest guys I have ever seen, and now that I am a girl I tend to notice things like that now. Jenna said, "And this is Steve Morris." Steve reached for my hand and as I gave it to him I felt something I had never felt before. Jenna must have sensed what I was feeling and she just winked at me. "It is so nice to meet you Lisa. You sister has told some nice things about you." I looked over at her and she said, "I told him you had not dated anyone for a little while since the guy you knew left without saying goodbye." I grinned at her choice of words and said, "Well, I thought I knew him but he turned out to be somebody else altogether. It is so nice to meet you, Steve." Terry looked at all of us and said, "Shall we go?" Everyone agreed so off we went to our reservations. Steve and I made some small conversation while we drove to the restaurant. Any nervousness that I dreaded before they showed at my door was almost immediately gone. He made me feel so much at ease that I almost forgot that I was out on my first date as a girl. When we got to our destination I opened my own door, never letting him have the chance to be the gentleman. Force of habit I guess. We walked in and the host greeted both of the guys, obviously they had been there often. He greeted my sister and made such a fuss over me that I was almost embarrassed. But I warmly said thank you to him and we were immediately seated. Steve actually pulled my chair out for me and I smoothed my dress out as I sat down. I began to feel more and more just how much a woman loves to be fawned over. We had a glass or two of wine and placed our orders for dinner. Ever since my changeover I had become very conscious of what I was eating and, watching my calories, I ordered a crisp salad with a soup appetizer. Steve was so easy to talk with that at times I felt like we were the only two there. Every so often I caught a glimpse of Jenna looking over at me and smiling. We sat and talked through dinner and dessert and when I looked up it was surprising that the crowd that was in there when we arrived was almost gone. It was time to go, so we all headed back out to the parking lot. This time Steve made it to my door before I did so I thanked him for opening my door for me. My heart started to race a little and something in the back of my mind told me that I was beginning to fall for him so soon. We got back to my place and I invited everyone in for some coffee, but Jenna and Terry declined, saying they needed to get back. I looked over at Steve and asked if he would like to come in and he immediately said he would love to. As we said our goodbyes Jenna gave me a hug and whispered to me, "I think he's a keeper sis." I looked at her and smiled and thanked them for a lovely evening. As they left Steve reached over to take my hand as we walked to my door. I fumbled with the key for a second until the door finally opened. I had Steve sit down on the couch and asked him if he would like some coffee. He said he would love some so I set off to the kitchen to make us some. I brought it back out and, without even thinking, I sat down right next to him. We talked for a while about our likes and dislikes and found that we seem to be very compatible. Steve then put his cup down and looked into my eyes. "Would you mind if I kissed you right now?" he said. I thought I was going to melt as all I could do was shake my head yes. He leaned in and gave me a kiss. This was the first guy who ever kissed me and it felt so warm and inviting that I did not want it to end. I opened my mouth and let his tongue slip in as we both let them intermingle. He pulled me closer and rubbed my back and my head. I had my hands on his shoulders and felt them drop down until my right hand was resting in his lap. I felt his hardness immediately and thought to myself that I caused that. It felt so big and I definitely needed to see it. I rubbed it through his pants and caused him to squirm. Now I see just how much a woman can make a man's desires conform with her own. I looked over at his face and could see that his eyes were closed and his head was tilted back. I let me female instincts take over and started to unzip his pants. I could tell that his cock was trying to spring out, so I thought I would help it along. I undid his belt and buckle and he was more than willing to let his pants come off. In fact, he started to slide them off while I was grabbing for the waistband of his underwear. They were colorful bikini briefs. They came off in a hurry. Now, I have seen plenty of men's cocks in my time. I mean, the locker room in the gym was full of them. But this was the first one that I have seen up close and personal. Steve's was definitely bigger than mine ever was and it sprang to attention as soon as the underwear came off. I got down on my knees and looked up into his eyes. They were almost saying please take me, so I naturally had to oblige. Paying attention to some of the lessons that Jenna taught me and remembering what I liked to feel, I took that rock into my right hand and brought it to my lips. I kissed the head and rode my tongue down the shaft and onto his balls. I could tell by his breathing that he was enjoying it. I have to say that I was getting a rise out of it also, since I wanted to make him happy. I tasted a little bit of precum and rode my tongue around the head again. Then in one fell swoop I took half of the shaft into my mouth. I rested for a second and then started to bob up and down on it, each time taking a little more down my throat to make sure I could accommodate it without gagging. Before I knew it the whole thing was in my mouth. As I started to move a little faster, I glanced up to see Steve with his eyes closed and breathing fairly heavy. I could tell that he was ready to explode because his moaning started to get a bit louder. I felt his cock spasm and then he let loose with quite a load. I almost started to gag because it was coming too fast. A little of it came out of the side of my mouth and I instinctively took his cock out of my mouth and licked it with my tongue. I was wondering about the taste of it, since the only time I had any cum in my mouth was when Beth gave me one hell of a blowjob and then kissed me to share in the taste. I could sense that it was not too bad and judging by the grin on Steve's face he enjoyed the feeling. I rested my head on his stomach while he recovered. It didn't take too long because I noticed a stirring again as the monster was awakened a second time. I longed to have it buried deep inside me so I took his hand and led him into the bedroom. When we got there he turned me around and slowly began to unzip my dress. While one hand took the zipper down the other reached around and caressed my stomach and then moved a little higher to feel my breasts inside my bra. I let the dress fall to the floor and stepped out of it. Kicking my heels off I turned around to face him as he put his fingers into the straps of my slip and, taking them down my arms, gently let that also fall to the floor. I stood there in a bra, panties and pantyhose while he pulled me towards him and squeezed as we embraced in another long kiss. He was very adept at unhooking a bra because it came off pretty quickly after that. I let the straps slide down my arms and onto the floor in the heap of clothes it went. He backed up and stared at my breasts before he bent down and took one of my nipples into his mouth. The feeling was so electric as I unbuttoned his shirt, and that also ended up in the heap. Now that he was totally naked, all I had to do was remove the rest of my things. Steve must have been reading my mind because he stopped and lowered himself and, ever so slowly pulled my hose and panties down. When they were removed he leaned in and gave my pussy a kiss. I couldn't take in any longer and grabbed him as we both fell onto the bed. As we kissed, Steve moved his hands all over my body. The sensation of having someone else touching you in very intimate spots was extremely electric. I could tell he seemed to know just what a woman liked because his hands stayed in very specific areas that I hoped he would never stop touching. I felt Steve's left hand move down to my left tit and started to gently massage my nipple, which started to stand up. When he felt that he moved his head down to the right tit and nibbled at my right nipple. When he started to swirl his tongue over it I felt little jolts of electricity moving through me. As this was going on his right hand reached around and grabbed my ass and gave it a loving squeeze. This caused me to arch my back a little. That was all he needed so his hand moved around the front and inserted one finger in my now very wet pussy. The in and out movement caused my hips to reach up to meet his every inward thrust. I took my left hand and reached down to his cock and started to give it a squeeze. I moved my hand up and down the shaft and started once again to hear his low moans. After he inserted two fingers with the same motion I knew that I wanted him in me right then and there. With heavy breath I said, "Steve, I want you." He didn't need any more prodding. He took his fingers out and moved slightly to the front of me. I never let go of his manhood and, when he was directly over me, I helped insert him into my hungry pussy. I have to tell you that the feeling or a dildo was nothing compared to the warm feeling of a very hard cock going in to me. He started to move up and down in very calculated thrusts, never going completely in but with each thrust burying him a little deeper. When I felt his balls on my ass I felt so unbelievably full. He rested for a few seconds and then started a piston motion, slowly at first but then picking up speed as my breathing started to become moans and cries. I felt one orgasm throughout my body, but he was not yet finished. Wave after wave of intense pleasure rippled through me as I wrapped my legs around his back, feeling every slap against me. When he finally let out a moan that he was cumming I was glad that my neighbors were not home, because the cries were definitely loud. As Steve pulled out of me, I felt so empty. We lay there for a while and hugged and kissed. He was one who liked to cuddle and made me feel so very special. When I had to let him go because he needed to get to work the following day I put on my robe and walked him to the door. I will never forget that good night kiss because I felt like I was on cloud nine. I drifted back to my bed and fell fast asleep. I woke up the next morning to the sound of the phone ringing. It was Jenna, asking me to meet her for coffee. I told her I needed to get dressed and would meet her in an hour and a half, knowing now that I just can't throw anything on and walk out the door. A girl always wants to look her best. When we met, the first thing Jenna wanted to know was how the rest of the evening went. I blushed a little at first, but then I told her just how the evening progressed. I felt like a schoolgirl, relaying her first sexual encounter to her best friend. But I guess in a way it really was. Jenna was my best friend and i told her everything. We laughed and giggled our way through the story, and she asked if I was going to see him again. Just when she said that I got a text from Steve telling me what a wonderful time he had last night and if I wanted to go out for a casual evening tonight. Jenna said wait a little while before I responded. "You don't want to appear too anxious, you know." So I did and we had a wonderful time. So that's about the end of my story. It is a year later and Steve and I have been living together for 6 months now. He has asked me to marry him and I said yes. 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