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It was light when I woke up. I lay motionless looking at the ceiling,
turning my eyes to the red and gold shade on the window. I was back in
my room. in my bed, and I'd slept deeply.
I was flat on my back, arms at my sides. I curiously touched my legs
and slid my hands up my thighs, past my hips, and across my stomach.
The sensations were strong, and I gasped as I touched my breasts and
nipples. I inhaled and exhaled, filling my lungs. I was overcome by my
new body, and I loved it.
I started to remember the night before, hearing my heart beat as my mind
filled with visions of the room full of men, and of me riding and
sucking every one of them. I grinned with pride as I thought about how
completely I'd worn each of them out. The sensation of their cocks
sliding in and out of me came rushing back, and I moaned remembering the
orgasmic joy I'd felt.
I sat up, kicking my feet out of bed, and rocking gently on my round
cushiony butt. I shifted side to side, smiling as my breasts bounced.
I got up and walked to the dresser. I splashed water on my face from
the bowl and looked at myself in the mirror.
My hair was mussed, and I ran my fingers through it while looking at my
face. I had wiped off my makeup, and gotten into my pajamas, before
getting into bed for the night.
I stared at my face, turning my head in the mirror, trying different
expressions. Of course, it was still me, I recognized, but there wasn't
a hint of the former male me. I loved the permanent mascara and lip
liner, and I loved what the treatment had down to my chin and cheeks.
I looked down my body. I was certain my breasts had gotten even bigger,
I held them up like grapefruit. I unbuttoned my pajama top and marveled
at how thin my waist had become. I put my hands on my butt, and
couldn't stop smiling as I shifted my hips back and forth.
I turned around, glancing back at the mirror. I pranced from side to
side. I had become an incredibly sexy woman, and I loved the way I
looked and felt.
A phone rang, and I turned to the night stand to see an iPhone I didn't
even know I had. I picked it up.
"Hey, girl! Breakfast in 15?" I was Suzi.
"Yes!" I said. "I'm starving!"
"I bet you are," she said. And we both giggled.
I slipped on a pair of flip flops that I didn't even remember having and
walked down the hall to the bathroom. I relieved myself, and took a
quick shower, being careful to avoid lingering touches, so as to not be
distracted from getting ready for breakfast.
Back in my room, I put on white panties and bra, and a blue Chinese
dress and heels. Looking in the mirror, I brushed out my hair, and
carefully put on red lipstick. Looking at myself, I smiled.
"I'm so happy," I thought.
Then I thought, "I'm the happy hooker."
I grabbed my purse and headed out the door and down the stairs. I
purposely clicked my heels on the steps, swaying side to side. "Always
walk to get attention," Suzi had told me, and that idea stuck in my
head.
Bottom of the stairs, I paused by the door and reached in my purse for
my new iPhone. The man at the desk surprised me by rushing up.
"Good morning, Miss Chen," he said brightly. I was surprised; he had
never before called me by name or shown me any courtesy. This time he
bowed and opened the door. I smiled, thanked him, and stepped out.
On the sidewalk, I turned and caught him looking at my butt, then at my
breasts. I smiled, and he grinned sheepishly.
"Ani," I heard Suzi shout out the convertible as she pulled up to the
curb. I smiled and waved. The desk man opened the door for me; I
thanked him and got in.
Suzi drove off quickly. "I need to hear all about last night," she
said, "and then we have some big things to talk about."
We went to a place with a great dim sum, and I was so hungry that I
think I ate two things off every tray. Suzi pryed me with questions,
and I told her every detail of the party that I could remember. We
leaned close so I could whisper the erotic details. Suzi responded with
"wows," and "yesses," and "sizzling." A few times she waved her fingers
to show it was so hot.
I loved the girl talk. Suzi was expert at getting me to remember and
relay everything that had happened. She particularly asked about the
reactions of the men to my touches and moves.
I looked at Suzi with admiration. I loved that she was giving me so
many insightful bits of information. She was my madam, and I was her
happy new hooker.
We finished breakfast, and Suzi left a twenty dollar bill on the table.
At the register, the man smiled and nodded at Madam and girl, but would
not take payment. "Thank you for coming," he said, and Suzi smiled and
thanked him, leaning forward and treating him to a closeup vision of her
stunning face and luscious cleavage. The man smiled and thanked her
repeatedly, then he smiled at me, curiously looking me over. I smiled
and thanked him as well, lifting my breasts and noticing his eyebrows
raise in appreciation.
Walking out the door, Tina whispered to me, "You are such a flirt!" She
giggled and slapped my arm. "You really are perfect for this work." I
smiled and giggled back at her, then looked back to see the man watching
us over the counter. I lifted my hand and waved my fingers, consciously
exaggerating the sway of my hips.
On the sidewalk, to the car, I was intensely aware of my still new body
drawing the glances and stares of passersby. I smiled at everyone and
reveled at the way my body bounced effortlessly from side to side with
each click of my heels.
In the car, Suzi looked in the mirror and pulled away from the curb.
"Ani," she said, "Zhang is very happy with the feedback from last
night." I grinned. "Apparently, your client spoke very highly of you.
No surprise to me; I knew you were a special talent."
I smiled at Suzi and lifted my head to enjoy the breeze in the
convertible.
"As I warned you," Suzi went on, "Zhang has already set up another date
for you, once again passing you off as a virgin." We both giggled.
"That is for tomorrow night."
I nodded thoughtfully as if I was adding the event to my mental
calendar.
"So," Suzi said enthusiastically, "today is a day of rest and
recuperation at the spa!"
"Sounds cool!" I said.
"Way cool," she said. "And, while you're enjoying a sauna and massage
therapy, one of Zhang's boys is moving your things to my condo, where
you will be staying for a while...if that's okay with you."
"Are you kidding?" I said. "It sounds great!"
"Well," Suzi explained, "I have an extra room, and I really like your
company. Besides, think you're ready to move on to a new level, and
Zhang wants me to personally coach you."
"A new level?" I said, not quite understanding, "you mean beyond just
fucking a whole room full of horny men?"
"Ani," Suzi said with a scolding tone, followed by a giggle. "I mean to
a new level of being a woman."
I looked down at my lap. I knew what she was talking about was more
mental and emotional than anything. In spite of the way I looked, and
of my new lifestyle, I did still have a sense of myself as being more of
a crossdresser than as a woman.
"Your next treatment," Suzi told me, "besides adding more permanence to
your physical changes, will help you overcome some of the mental blocks
to being a woman."
I nodded, curious.
"Without being too technical," Suzi further explained, "the second
treatment will give you even deeper physical changes, almost to the DNA
level. And it will be combined with counseling to help it sink in."
"Counseling?" I questioned.
"Yes, a sort of meditative hypnotherapy," she said. "It will definitely
help you assimilate."
"Okay," I responded cautiously, nodding, not quite sure what to expect.
"You're going to love it," Suzi smiled assuringly. "I promise."
I was quiet the rest of the way to the spa. I was uneasy about the idea
of being hypnotized, and I kind of couldn't understand why I even needed
it. After all, I was happy about my transition, and I was all in on
working off my debt to Zhang by working as a hooker. I thought I had
shown that.
Suzi looked at me from time to time as she drove, but I didn't
acknowledge her glances. After a while, she spoke.
"Ani, what's bugging you?"
I looked at her. Suzi's compassion and concern were so obvious, that my
worries just melted away.
"Well," I said. "I'm just a little nervous about being hypnotized."
"Ah," Suzi responded. "I guess we never discussed that, but it's really
not that big of a deal." She shook her head and flipped her fingers.
"Really, a little bit of hypno is just part of the therapy."
"You mean I was hypnotized before?"
"Yes," she said. "There were binaural, subliminal suggestions that
brought your mind into the process of transitioning."
I just looked at her.
"Basically," she went on, "while you were sedated, and undergoing the
hormone and stimulation therapy, the suggestions were helping your mind
to accept and direct the physical changes."
Suzi looked at me. "You see, Ani," she said, "you already had a mental
image of yourself, but it was blocked by years of years of suppression
and frustration."
I looked down and nodded. This much I could not deny. The past few
years, I was having an ever growing sense of myself as a woman, and my
diet, exercise, and lifestyle were focused on becoming more and more
feminine. I was developing a stronger and stronger self-image of myself
as a woman.
Suzi smiled, seeing that I was getting it.
"So," I wondered out loud. "Would I have done what I did last night had
it not been for the hypnotism?"
Suzi smiled and put her hand on my leg. "Ani," she said, "hypnotism
can't turn you into something that you aren't already."
"You mean I'm just a hooker by nature?"
Suzi snickered. "Ani," she said, "when I first saw you, a crossdresser
dancing seductively and flirting around, I knew you were right for
this."
I thought back to that night, at that club, and realized it was true. I
was putting on a show of being flirty, craving attention, and it was in
my mind that sex as a woman was becoming more and more likely.
"Ani,' Suzi went on, "it's normal for a woman to have sex, but for most
women, sex is just part of a relationship. Life, love, procreation."
She waved her hand to show how the matter-of-fact nature of most women's
sex lives.
"But you and I are different," Suzi said, and I listened intently. "For
us, Ani, sex if more than a relationship, it's craft and nature, art and
expression."
Suzi took a deep breath and lifted her breasts. "We are professional
women, Ani. I love what we do, and you, I'm certain, love it too."
I smiled at her. She looked at me. I shrugged. "Yeah," I said, "I
think so."
Suzi's smile got huge, and so did mine, then we both giggled.
Suzi held up her hand. "So you're in, right?" she said. I slapped her
high-five. "In," I said.
Suzi pulled into the parking lot of Spa. It was a pleasant, peaceful
looking building, landscaped with flowering shrubs and plants. "I have
things to do, so I will drop you here," Suzi said. I got out of the car
and looked back inside. "They are expecting you," Suzi said, and we
exchanged warm smiles as she drove off.
I stood for a moment enjoying the attractive entrance to the Spa. There
was a warm breeze, and I loved the way it felt on my skin. I caught my
reflection in the Spa window, and it made me feel great to know that I
was that woman. I inspected and admired myself, adjusting my dress over
my curves, aware of my moves and poses catching the eyes of passersby.
"Suzi is so right about me," I said to myself. "I really do love every
bit of this!" And I went inside, smiling broadly as I swayed and
strutted through the door.
My day at the spa was amazing. I couldn't believe how lucky I was to be
getting VIP treatment all day long. I lazed in the sauna while being
served water with fresh lemon. I had back massage, facial massage, leg
massage. It was all tremendous, and I felt wonderful and pampered.
If there was a downside, it was that I was embarrassed to have a penis.
Rather than strut around naked, I asked for a cover and was given a wrap
that was sort of like a terry cloth mini skirt.
"So embarrassing to have this male organ," I thought. But still, I
didn't let it ruin my day.
I figured I was about 99% female at this point. Still, it felt like a
major blemish between my legs.
Time flew by, but after what I guessed to have been 3 or 4 hours, my
phone rang, and it was Mr. Yi letting me know he was outside to pick me
up.
A girl from the spa led me to a dressing room, where I changed from my
towel wrap to my bra, panties, and minidress. I slipped on my heels and
headed out the door.
Yi was waiting for me at the open back door of the black Lexus.We
greeted each other with warm, sincere smiles.
"You are lovelier every time I'm so lucky to see you, Miss Chen," Yi
said.
"Thank you, Yi. It's so wonderful to see you," I said as I slid into
the car.
"I understand that you will be staying with Miss Suzi now," Yi said as
he got settled in the driver's seat.
"Yes. That is my understanding, too, Yi," I said.
"Very good," Yi said and swung the car out of the lot.
"I haven't been to Miss Suzi's apartment yet," I said, "is it nice?"
"Miss Suzi lives in a very nice condo," Yi told me.
"And also, if I may be allowed to say," he looked in the mirror.
"Of course, Yi," I said,
"Miss Chen, you are advancing quickly, as I knew that you would."
I smiled and blushed.
"Why thank you, Yi, you really make me happy saying that."
I enjoyed the rest of the quiet ride. Then Yi pulled up in front of an
impressive looking steel and glass building. "Here we are," Yi said,
quickly getting out, and around to open my door.
I stepped out and stood there looking at my new residence. "Wow,
impressive," I said.
Yi smiled and nodded. I thanked him and went in the door.
The inside set of glass doors was locked, but a security man at a
counter inside saw me spoke over the intercom. "Yes ma'am?" he said.
"Um," I stuttered, "I am a guest of Suzi." It suddenly occurred to me
that I didn't know Suzi's last name.
"Yes ma'am," he said again, "are you Ani?"
"Yes, I'm Ani Chen."
He nodded and came to the door, opening it for me.
"Come in, Miss Chen," he said, holding the door. He was a big,
powerful-looking man, like a muscle-bound cop, and his smile, I thought,
was both polite and lustful.
I returned his smile with a flirty one of my own, strutting past him,
clicking my heels.
His eyes were all over me, and I loved it. I stopped a few feet inside
the lobby and waited for him to show me where to go.
He got up close to me, and I could smell the leather of his belt and
holster, and I could see the v-line of his chest in his open collar. I
took a deep breath and stood before him.
Suzi was out on business, he told me, but he could let me into her
apartment. He took me up the elevator three floors and scanned a badge
to unlock Suzi's door.
Standing on the cozy elevator next to the security guard, I felt a bit
overcome. I wasn't sure if it was pheromones filling my nose and
senses, or if it was his masculine athletic presence, but I was quickly
in a swoon. I stood at his side as he scanned his badge to open the
apartment door.
"There ya go, miss," he said, looking down at me. I am a tall girl, but
he stood a full head above me. I smiled, feeling my lips puff and my
eyes flutter. "Thank you so much, sir," I said, and I walked slowly
inside, strutting unconsciously, and turned a few feet inside to look at
him.
He looked me up and down, and my eyes fell to his crotch. I wanted to
invite him in, but he said he needed to return to the lobby. I took a
deep breath and stepped back toward him, looking up at his eyes. "I
understand," I said, "work is work."
Yes," he said, smiling at me, "work is work."
It occurred to me that he knew I was Suzi's new hooker. I felt both
embarrassed and proud. "But it's not all work," I said, hoping to
impress on him my genuine attraction. Standing close to him, looking
up, I had a strong desire for his kiss. He reached for my face but
stopped with his fingers inches from my chin. "Another time, Miss
Chen," he said, "if I may be so lucky."
"Yes," I said, looking down, truly disappointed. Another time.
He went back to the elevator, and I closed the door, falling back
against it. I couldn't believe how strong my attraction to men had
become. Zhang had warned me that my sexual impulses would be
overpowering, and I could see how true that was. As I got my breath
back, I realized how correct Zhang was in saying that I would need
guidance in controlling my passions. I had become a highly sexual
woman, and I had no idea how to handle it.
I sat my purse on a table by the entry and took off my heels. Though
I'd grown up in my father's family American home, my grandma had always
taken pains to keep me in touch with my mother's Asian culture. So,
taking off my shoes upon entering a home was second nature.
Suzi's apartment was every bit as nice as the penthouse condo I'd been
at last night. I looked around the living room and went to the kitchen.
I got some cheese from the refrigerator and sliced some onto a plate.
There was a box of crackers on the table and an opened bottle of Merlot
with a stopper in it. I took some crackers and poured a glass of the
wine. Then I went back to the living room and curled up on the couch.
My dreams seem to have all become sexual. I woke to a kiss on my cheek
and opened my eyes to see Suzi leaning over me.
I sat up. "Oh, hi!" I said.
"Hello Ani," Suzi said, "I'm so happy to see you here."
"Thanks," I said. It's such a nice apartment!
"Let me show you your room," she said, and I followed her to the hallway
and into my new bedroom. It was lovely, with a beautiful bed, dresser,
valet, and window. I hugged Suzi and thanked her.
"Your things are here," Suzi said, "plus a few new things I picked up
for you." Suzi opened the valet, which looked to be full of dresses.
"Also," she said, "you have your own bath." She opened a door and
showed me my personal bathroom and shower.
"This is all so great!" I said, excited by my new situation.
I hugged Suzi again before she left my room, then I took a quick shower,
put on pajamas, and hopped into my new bed.
"Life is wonderful!" I thought, then I quickly fell back into my happy
hooker dreams.
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