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Girls Club - Ch. 2 - The First Meeting
Thursday morning, I woke up late with a big headache. After finishing
off more than my share of a case of beer in celebration of my joining
the Girls Club and passing out on that couch, I woke up in my bed not
remembering how I got there.
Most of the night was a blur but I remember having a lot of fun. It is
amazing what a difference it made to be included instead of being
excluded.
I stumbled to the bathroom to relieve my bladder and found a note
waiting for me on the bathroom sink.
The note was from Alex. She explained that I needed to do some things
to prepare for my first girls club night. The note went on to state
that club rule #1 was that all club members must be clean shaven for
each meeting. I thought to myself, 'no problem, I don't grow much of a
beard and it should only take a few minutes to shave. I read further
and rule #1 further stated that all body hair except the top of the
head, the eyebrows and a small patch of pubic hair must be removed. My
first reaction was fear. But after I calmed down, I rationalized that I
did not have much body hair anyway and shaving it all was no big deal.
Besides, it would definitely be worth it in exchange for getting to
participate in kissing practice.
The note went on to say that she left a razor and shaving cream for me
to use, along with some after shave cream. It also stressed the use of
the after creams to keep my skin soft and hydrated.
The last part of the note instructed me to shave today before Alex
returns from work. She said she will be home by 4 to help me with the
other preparations for tonight's club meeting.
Other preparations? What else did I get myself into?
I decided not to dwell on that and cross each situation as it presents
itself. So I started by taking a shower. When I finished washing, I
turned off the water and sat down on the edge of the tub. I took the
shaving cream can and applied some cream to my right leg, spread it over
my whole leg and began the process. It took me almost an hour to fully
shave everywhere. I then applied the after shave cream to my whole body.
I read the instructions on the bottle and it indicated that the cream
could be applied to all parts of the body, including face and neck. So
I used it everywhere hoping to get extra points from Alex.
The cream was amazing. My whole body tingled and felt smooth and soft.
It was a sensual experience that actually got me aroused.
It was just about noon, so I figured I would throw some clothes on and
get something to eat. I went to the dresser to get out some clothes and
on top of the dresser was a pair of black panties and a black lace bra.
I was pretty certain that these had not been there yesterday. I open my
drawer to get my boxers, but I could not take my eyes off the panties.
I rubbed the material with my fingers and it was so soft and silky. I
had to see how they fit and felt. I stepped into the panties and
brought them up my now hairless legs and onto my bottom. It sent
shivers all through my body. I immediately picked up the bra, wrapped
it around my waist and hooked the clasp. I spun it around, inserted my
arms and pulled the bra on place. It was weird because I did not know
why I was doing it, but it felt ok. Maybe because I was alone.
Looking at myself in the mirror, I could not deny the allusion of the
female body that I created with just these two pieces of underwear. I
decided to go into the closet and get the jeans I had on a few days ago.
Once in the closet, I discarded the idea of jeans and instead I picked
out a party dress.
There were a number of dresses to pick from in all different sizes. My
eyes shot to a red dress with thin straps and a puffy short skirt. I
looked at the label and it said 'size 5/6'. It looked like it might
fit, so I unzipped the back and stepped in, pulled it up, inserted my
arms into the straps and reached behind me to try to zip the zipper. I
was able to get the zipper part way up, but I struggled to finish the
zip. It seemed to fit ok, but I could not reach. Then I figured out I
could completely zip it up by reaching above my head.
Next I needed shoes. I wanted red shoes in size 8. It only a few
minutes to find a pair that would work. I slipped my right foot in and
put my weight on the heel and almost went right down. The heel on these
was much higher than to ones the other day. I steadied myself on the
door handle and put my left foot in. Wow, all of a sudden I was much
taller. At least 4". I carefully walked back to the mirror and was
astonished at how I looked and how it made me feel. I was actually
getting hard under my panties.
The dress came down to mid-thigh and the heels made my legs look
gorgeous. I began to walk around and spin in front of the mirror to see
how I looked and how the dress flowed. I could not stop.
Finally, I realized that I still hadn't eaten anything and it was almost
1 in the afternoon. As crazy as it seems, I decided to go downstairs to
eat dressed like I was. Why not? I was alone until at least 3. I
carefully descended the stairs and went to the kitchen. I prepared
myself a sandwich and took a soda from the fridge. I sat down at the
kitchen table and took a bite.
Sitting there I realized a few things. It was different sitting down in
these heels. My knees were higher up and it felt awkward. I tilted my
knees to one side and crossed my ankles. That worked. I also realized
that I was walking pretty good in these high heels.
I got up and walked across the kitchen to get my vitamins from the
cupboard. All my life I have taken a daily vitamin. My mom was very
insistent and it has become a lifelong habit. When I got to the
cupboard, my vitamins were missing. In their place was a different pill
bottle with a note attached. The note was from Ann and it simply said
that she accidentally dropped my vitamins in the sink and ruined them.
She said these new vitamins are just as good, except that you need to
take two a day. So, I took two pills and returned to the table and
washed them down with a swallow of soda.
I returned to eating my sandwich when the doorbell rang. My heart
stopped! My mind was spinning and I was frozen in my seat. I snapped
out of it and quickly returned upstairs, removed the shoes, dress and
undies and threw on some guy clothes. I returned the dress and shoes to
the closet and then folded the undies and placed them back on the
dresser.
Only then did I begin to settle down. I tried desperately to put my
little tryst out of my mind by getting involved with a video game
contest online. But I found myself doing poorly because I could not
concentrate.
Alex appeared in my doorway at ten minutes after four. She greeted me
with a big smile and asked me if I was able to follow her instructions.
I said I did my best. She inspected my legs and gave her approval. She
asked me if there were any areas that gave me trouble and I said I
managed ok. She asked about the cream and I told her that I followed
the directions on the bottle.
She said, now for rule 2 and rule 3. I must have looked frightened
because she immediately said that these were very easy.
Rule 2 simply was that all members must attend the meetings wearing the
pre-set attire for the meeting. Tonight's was a camisole and tap pants
set of our choosing. After seeing the confused look on my face, Alex
explained that tap pants where just shorts. So we looked through the
drawers together and she chose a simple black set for me to wear. I
protested. Was this really necessary? She said that I agreed to follow
the rules in order to be in the club. If I wanted in, I had to comply.
She said I didn't have to put them on until just before meeting time.
Rule 3 was also simple (according to Alex). Light makeup and neat hair.
I said makeup? I don't wear makeup. Alex said that we could do with a
minimal look. Some mascara and lip gloss. That did not sound too bad
so I agreed. She proceeded to give me instructions on the proper steps
to apply makeup.
This began with a lecture on the need for proper skin care. Cleaning
with special soap. Moisturizing. Day creams. Night creams. My head
was spinning. Finally, she demonstrated the appropriate way to apply
mascara on her own lashes and had me try it on my right eye. We worked
on this for 10 minutes before she was satisfied. She complimented me on
my great lashes and as I looked in the mirror, I was kind of proud of
the effect the mascara had on my eyes.
Then we shifted to the lips. She picked out a pale pink and
demonstrated on her own lips. I never imagined that there was so much
involved. The result was a nice shiny effect with a hint of pink. Now
looking in the mirror, you couldn't really tell if I was boy or girl.
She broke my daydream by saying that it was time to handle the hair.
She took a brush and began brushing out my messy hair. She told me I
have nice hair but I need to treat it better. She pulled in back into a
high ponytail and tied it with a black thingy. That had a very feminine
effect on my look.
She was satisfied and she told me to follow her downstairs to help with
dinner. I was kind of shocked at this as I was previously excluded from
any activity with the girls. I was a little self-conscious of my makeup
and hair as the other girls came in from work, but no one made any
comments and they treated me like one of them. I was really enjoying
being included.
After dinner, we cleaned up and everyone disappeared to get ready for
the girls' club meeting. I went to my room and looked at the cami and
shorts I agreed to wear and I began to get very nervous. I took of my
shirt and pulled the cami on over my head. It was soft and silky and
felt luxurious against my skin. I removed my shorts and boxers and
stepped into the matching shorts. As I pulled them up, all the same
feelings I had that morning when I put on the black panties came rushing
back. Tingling all over.
I looked at myself in the mirror and even though I could still see it
was me, I was a teenage girl instead of a teenage guy. There was only
one problem. I had a very embarrassing bulge in my shorts. I needed
something snug to hide my member. I went to the dresser and started
looking through the drawers. In with the bathing suits I found a black
bikini bottom. I thought this would work. I stepped out of the shorts
and put on the bikini. It held me in place, but it was not hidden. I
reached in and struggled to push my penis between my legs and pulled the
bikini up tight. This worked, but it was not very comfortable. It was
my only option. I pulled the shorts back on and I checked my image
again. Much better.
It was meeting time. I reapplied my lip gloss (as I was instructed
earlier) and took a deep breath. I was scared to death but also very
excited.
I descended the stairs and found Alex and Becky already on the couch,
busy chatting and looking at magazines. Alex was in a very bright pink
cami and short set that did little to hide her very full firm breasts.
Her legs were heavenly. Golden, toned, long and smooth. Becky was in
purple, a little more conservative, but also hard to ignore her body
beauty.
Alex looked up as I entered and greeted me with a 'Hi Nicki, come sit
here'. So I took a seat next to Alex on the couch. Sandy and Ann came
in from the kitchen with some snacks and a pitcher of some red drink
with pieces of fruit. Sandy poured for all of us explaining that it was
sangria. She handed me a glass and welcomed me to the club with a
smile. I took a sip and found it delicious.
Ann was giving me a cold stare. Our eyes met for a second and I had to
look away. She was clearly not ok with me being allowed to join the
club.
We all chatted for a while and quickly finished off several glasses of
sangria. It went down easily and I was very quickly loosening up. The
girls were talking about all kinds of fashion, hair and makeup ideas
that they had seen on TV or read about in magazines. It was quite
fascinating to see each of them form opinions on the different ideas. I
mostly listened.
Ann broke up the conversations by saying she had some ideas for the
evening. She explained, mainly for my benefit, that each week one club
member was assigned the task of coming up with 3 or 4 ideas for club
activities. The group would vote on them and the most popular idea
would prevail. Ann's list was facials, pedicures and yoga. I was
finishing my third glass of sangria and feeling a bit tipsy. For some
reason I did not seem too concerned which of these would win. After a
lively debate, the vote was 2 for facials and 2 for pedicures. They
turned to me to be the deciding vote. Without thinking at all, I chose
pedicures (probably because Alex chose pedicures).
Soon I found a foot bath at my feet and Sandy, Alex and I were soaking.
It felt very soothing. Ann then said she found this quiz in a magazine
that she thought we should all take. The magazine took a survey and she
wanted to see if we all agreed with the results. Each respondent was
shown five sets of 2 pictures and had to choose which one they thought
was more appealing to men.
First picture set showed the same woman, once in pants and blouse, the
second in sweater and mini skirt. I chose the mini skirt.
Next the same model was wearing the mini skirt in both pictures, one
with high heeled pumps, the second with low heeled saddles. I chose the
high heels.
Next she had on two different tops, one scoop neck revealing her ample
breasts, the second was a turtleneck. I chose the scoop neck.
Next was a set of close ups, one with minimal makeup, the second with
stunning dramatic makeup. I chose the stunning makeup.
The fifth picture showed two gorgeous girls, one blonde, the other
brunette. I chose the blonde.
Each set of pictures stirred a lively debate and I was enjoying the
opportunity to see how the girls thought. The whole thing was kind of
fun. When Ann tallied the quiz results, my score was "Aims to please my
Man". I was a little embarrassed by this, but no one noticed. Becky
scored this also. Alex and Sandy both scored "Dressed to impress" and
Ann ended up as "Need to loosen up a little". We all laughed at the
results.
Somewhere in the middle of it all, Becky had removed my feet from the
bath and began working on them. Her hands were very soft and so were my
feet. Ann was working on Sandy and Alex. Apparently, their feet did
not need as much work as mine.
Becky explained the process as she worked away. I did not realize there
were so many steps. In the end, I had very pretty nails coated in a
soft pink enamel. Then it was Becky's and Ann's turn.
I was on my third or fourth glass of sangria and my head was very light.
Nothing that was going on felt scary or wrong. Here I was sitting with
4 beautiful college girls, wearing girl's PJs, makeup and now with
painted toenails. I should have been at least a little uncomfortable,
but I wasn't.
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