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One of the Girls - Part One of Two Belladonna The white, sling-back pump dangled from Kristine's fingertips. The fluorescent overhead lights made the iridescent shoes seem to glitter in her hands, making it difficult for Alec Prinze to turn away. Alec grimaced as the girls continued to join forces in their effort to get him into Kristine's shoes in a literal sense. Alec was embarrassed by the idea. He struggled to understand how things had gotten so far out of hand since he started to work at the office. He had never been an overly masculine man. He was short and thin with a waist that some of his female coworkers openly coveted. Alec hated his diminutive size. It was a contributing factor to much of the bullying he received throughout his childhood from his peers and his late, single mother. His poor efforts at fighting back had taught him it was better to take the abuse and hope that the abuser moved on to the next person. The girls in the office were different though. He felt that they were not trying to abuse him. To the contrary, they were all friendly to him. If anything, he felt that they were too friendly. While he was treated as a male interloper in the exclusively feminine ranks of the pink-collar clerical position when he first started on the job, the girls quickly sized him up. The more they watched him, the more certain they were that Alec was gay. The fact that Alec was willing to take a woman's job far below the ability level suggested by his college degree alone made him a curious figure in and of itself. That he was unable to meet the most determined stares of his female coworkers made it clear that he was at best, terribly shy. They had noticed that his eyes always darted from theirs and their bosses when he was put under direct questioning. He was eager to please, much more so than the other men in the office, who tried to take control of such situations instead. The two younger girls around his age soon realized that he was not a threat. He was too intimidated by them to even strike up a conversation. At first, Alec only talked to them when he was ordered to do something by one of them. As the girls grew more comfortable around him, however, their demeanor towards him began to change. They all started to treat him as one of the girls at the behest of the office manager. Alec felt relieved that he was being brought into social contact with them. It made him feel like less of a freak. That Alec participated in their conversations, only made the girls grow more relaxed with him. They started talking about things that they never shared with men, not even the men they slept with. Alec found out far more about those men than he ever wanted to know. He struggled not to blush as the girls and women talked about their sexual relations with their husbands and boyfriends. Some of the girls got detailed in their descriptions about what their boyfriends liked and did to them. Alec felt himself slightly turned on by the conversations he found otherwise mortifying. He wished that he could be like those boys, but the girls were all sure that he wished he could be like them instead. He hated that he was perceived as being gay, but he knew that his initial denials had been treated as self-delusion and trying to protect himself. Kristine clasped both of her shoes and said, "Come on, we'll swap." "It's not an even trade," Nadine, the office manager, said with a smile as she stared down at Alec. "I'm not against trading down for a few hours," Kristine replied. "Hours?" Alec asked, somewhat aghast. "It'll be good for you to know what we go through," Morgan, the oldest secretary noted before adding, "I've been forcing my feet into those babies for five days a week for the past 35 years." "And it doesn't get any easier," Brianna added. Alec's head snapped at the morbidly obese woman who was nearing her fiftieth birthday. He knew that she could speak from experience. "Come on, it'll be fun," Kristine noted. "Super fun," Erin said with her youthful exuberance from Alec's other side. "FINE," Alec relented. "You'll do it?" Kristine asked with a hopeful tone. "Why not?" Alec replied with a resigned sigh. "All right," Morgan chimed in, enjoying the new diversion from the normal monotony of the day. Alec sat back down in his chair and began to undo the laces of his black oxfords. He slipped his feet out of the shoes and swapped the shoes for the pair of heels in Kristine's hand. "You got the better of this trade," Kristine said while she held his oxfords away from her body. "So, you say," Alec replied as he stuck his thin black sock covered foot into the four-inch high-heeled, peep toed pump. Alec gave the shoe a curious look as the girls started to laugh at his unfamiliarity with the feeling of the position his foot had been forced into. Brianna laughed as she teased, "Enjoy that feeling. That's everyday of my life." "And it only gets better, babe," Erin joked. "I'm not going to find out," Alec replied with confidence, sure that it was a one time thing as he put the second shoe on. "See, you totally won the trade," Kristine said as she looked down at the oxfords on her feet. "Those aren't you," Morgan said while she gave Kristine a shake of the head at the shoes beneath her pants legs. "Those pumps are so Alec though," Erin added to the girls' laughter. "Laugh it up, girls," Alec replied as he tried to get back to work. "Oh, we will, young lady," Morgan teased. "You should pair those with a skirt," Kristine added to Alec. "I don't think I've got the right body for that," Alec responded with what he felt was understatement, as he was unable to meet her teasing eyes. "Are you kidding, we've seen you in skinny jeans," Erin countered. "I'd kill for those legs," Morgan added. "Funny," Alec replied. "I'm being completely serious," Morgan responded. "When are you ever completely serious?" Brianna retorted. "I can be serious! Not often, but when the time comes..." "I'm still waiting for that time to be on the clock," Nadine interjected while she walked by the bullpen of assistants on her way towards her office. The girls laughed before they turned their attention back to Alec. Brianna asked Alec to get a file from behind him. Alec wheeled his chair towards it, feeling the unusual pressure on just the balls of his feet as he did so. Once Alec got the file in hand, he forced himself to his feet. The girls stared at Alec as they saw the panic in his eyes as he felt unbalanced in his heels. The girls laughed at his expression and his clumsy, mincing steps while he made his way over to Brianna. "You're not going to strut down many catwalks like that," Erin joked. "I wasn't going for grace, just survival," Alec retorted with a grimace. "That's good," Morgan noted. Alec gave her a glare before she explained, "You would have been setting yourself up for failure if you did anything more than that." "Look, I've never worn a pair before," Alec said as he hobbled back towards his desk. "It's not that hard," Brianna replied while she got up and walked a few feet. "You just walk like that," Brianna added before she walked back to her desk and sat down. "Well, you all make it look easy." "It is, with a little practice," Brianna retorted. "I'm not much into practice," Alec replied. "You got to work for it to work it, girl," Erin chided with a smirk. "I'm not a girl. So, why bother?" Alec replied. "Oh, please, you would look right at home in a dress," Morgan responded. "What?" "Do you think we don't look at you? Come on. If it wasn't for the lack of breasts, I'd bet anybody who looked at you would see a cute girl," Morgan answered to Alec's disbelief. "No one would think I'm a girl," Alec replied, feeling that the truth of his words was self-evident. "With that cute little nose and big eyes?" Morgan teased. "And the height," Kristine added. "And the thinness," Erin further noted. "I'm freaking jealous," Brianna interjected to the other girls' laughter. Alec shook his head while he took off the heels and told Kristine he wanted his shoes back. Kristine gave him a pout as she said, "So soon? My feet were enjoying the rest." "Maybe you should wear flats," Alec rejoined. "Where's the fun in that?" Brianna asked. "There's some comfort," Morgan replied while she stretched out her legs. "They don't catch your eye as much," Brianna retorted. "Or a boy's," Kristine noted. Erin then interjected, "Speaking of boys, Alec?" "Yes?" "I have a friend that would be perfect for you. He's smart..." "Wow, wow, he?" Alec inquired, appalled at the thought of dating a man. "Of course." "We've been over this. I'm not gay," Alec replied while he handed Kristine back her heels and took back his oxfords. The girls gave each other bemused glances as Kristine thought, 'We're all so sure, dear.' ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Any hopes Alec held that the girls would stop with the heels was soon eradicated. The next day, Kristine strutted into the office wearing a short-skirted suit. She crossed one long leg in front of the other as she put her bag down on her desk. Kristine smiled as she turned to Alec and said hello to him. Alec gave her friendly greeting as he continued to work. Kristine leaned onto his desk and asked, "Can you spot anything different about me?" Alec gave her a curious look while he looked her over. Her hair was the same. He had seen her in the suit and heels before and there was no new ring on her finger. He shook his head before she explained, "I got my legs waxed last night!" "Oh," Alec replied while Kristine held her leg out so that the light would create a clear shine on them. "Do you like it?" "It looks nice," Alec replied while his manhood swelled. "You have to get yours waxed. They feel so great after," Kristine said while she ran her hands down her legs, the way that Alec wished he was invited to on almost any woman. "It's not really for me...," Alec responded with blushing cheeks at the thought. "Oh, come on, we both know you're not a bear." Alec continued to blush before Kristine added, "You've got to play the cards you've been dealt." Alec shook his head as Kristine laughed at his flush cheeks. She smiled as she said, "You see, a man would totally find that cute. Now, if you had sexy legs to go along with them. Mmm...you might be able to get a real man." "What real man would go for me?" Alec inquired in disbelief. "There are some strong gay men. I've met a few. You almost wouldn't even know they were gay not like..." "Me?" Alec asked with a scowl. "Some boys just can't hide it," Kristine noted. 'Is that true?' Alec wondered. It was a familiar thought. He had been called so many gay insults growing up that he had lost track of them. It had made him doubt his sexuality before. If so many people were sure he was gay, how could he be so sure he was not? He wondered if his attractions were superficial, but he was unsure how deep it went. Kristine left Alec with the thought. The girls continued to push him over the next few weeks. Alec pushed back when he felt he needed to, but let the girls have their fun with him as long as he felt it was harmless. The pot shots about his masculinity, however, were being internalized. He wondered how all the women he worked directly with had taken to him so easily as one of the girls. He struggled not to let it upset him. Kristine could sense Alec's unease. She was certain that his self- repression of the girl he actually was born to be was the reason behind his clear consternation. She began to read about submissive boys and transgendered women. The signs seemed to be evident to her. He was able to connect with the other women on his level, but not the alpha women that worked in the ranks above them. He was intimidated by them in a way that men rarely were. He had taken to wearing heels with very little prodding on more than one occasion. His efforts to defend his masculinity were often overly defensive, hastily worded and delivered in a higher than normal pitch. He was also clearly dissatisfied with who he was. There was little doubt in her mind about the conclusions she felt were inescapable. After another day of getting Alec into her heels, Kristine walked into the office and put her bag down. Alec gave her a glance as he greeted her. Kristine then struggled to keep her plans a secret for most of the day until she got Alec alone in the kitchenette. "Hey, Alec, can I talk to you for a moment?" She asked. "Sure," Alec answered, having never refused any request from the girl before. "I've been doing some reading about boys like you." "Like me how?" Alec asked with alarm. "You know, the quiet, shy type." "The shoe gazers," Alec responded before averting his eyes from hers to glance down at his black shoes. "Sure," Kristine replied, continuing to humor him about what she meant. "Sometimes, you need a push to come out of your shell." "Are you finally going to push me over the edge?" Alec joked. "Maybe," Kristine responded. The response made Alec's head snap up. His eyes rose to meet Kristine's for a second before they darted away, as they always did. Kristine gave him a saddened smile. The girl wanted to make him feel better about himself. She wanted him to know that the way his body looked at that moment did not need to be forever. It could be improved to the point of being the envy of most girls. Kristine hugged Alec and said, "I want you to spend sometime in chastity." "Okay," Alec replied in a slow manner. "You'll do it?" Kristine asked, surprised by his immediate if slowly voiced acquiescence. "No. I don't know what you're asking me," Alec explained. "There's this thing called a chastity belt..." "What is chastity?" "It means you don't have sex." "Oh, I don't need a belt to make that happen," Alec half-joked, half- admitted with blushing cheeks and a chuckle. Kristine laughed at Alec's self-deprecating remark. She gave him another hug that made his member swell. Kristine then said, "It's a little more than that. It will keep you away from all sexual activity, including you know what." Alec gave her a confused look before he inquired, "And I would want that why, exactly?" "It's going to give you time to start thinking with this," Kristine answered as she pointed to head before she pointed down and added, "instead of that." "This conversation is going to a weird place," Alec replied with discomfort. "Is it?" Kristine asked as she stopped pointing at Alec's manhood. Alec nodded a few times in silence. He could not believe that they were talking about his private area. He shook his before he broke the awkward silence between them, "Uh...yah. This may be the weirdest conversation I've ever had with someone not talking about magical elves." Kristine gave Alec a sympathetic smile and said, "I'd really like you to give this a little try." "Why?" "It would be good for you." "What's in it for you?" "To know that I'm helping you. You know I love you." 'Like a brother,' Alec thought, trying to hide a dejected look at how the girl he felt had become a friend liked him. "I know," Alec replied before he added, "I care about you too." "Then, you know how you being so unhappy gets me." "I'm not unhappy," Alec lied. "Are you?" "I'm pretty happy." "You never walk in here with a smile on your face". Kristine countered. "You know what they pay me," Alec deflected in response. "You've got a degree that says you shouldn't even be here," Kristine pressed. "This was the only place that would hire me." "That's because you're not confident. You don't look people in the eye." "I'm a meek, I'm uninteresting, please continue with my life story," Alec added with more self-deprecation and a forced laugh while he tried to play off his true feelings as a joke. "You're interesting. I can promise you that," Kristine responded, trying to cheer Alec up as best she could. "What are you trying to get at?" "I want to bring you forward. If you give it up, for a little while, I think it will put everything else in your life in focus." "I don't know about this." "Come on, don't you want someone else to be in charge for a change?" Kristine asked, playing on her research. Alec felt his member twitch. People had been in charge of him his entire life, but no one as beautiful as Kristine. The thought of giving control of himself to her was alluring to him. "Is that what you'd get out of this?" Alec countered. "I'm doing this to help, but, yah...I can admit that I like the idea of being in control of you." "You think if you control this," Alec asked while he pointed to his crotch before he added, "you control me." "It's true of anyone," Kristine answered. "It's not true of me." "Well, why don't you let me lock you up then?" Kristine said with a smile, as she laughed at Alec's delusions. Alec's manhood swelled at the thought of Kristine touching it, even for a fleeting second. He had never had a woman come near his manhood. He could not talk to a woman in a social setting, let alone seduce one. He would not even pay for a woman's company, fearing that such an experienced woman would laugh at his abortive efforts. Alec nodded his head before Kristine said, "Are you considering it?" Alec nodded again as he answered, "Yes." "Is that a Yes? You'll do it?" Alec swallowed hard while he answered, "Yes." "Oh, my God. Thank you. You won't regret this," Kristine said as she hugged him. "Given my track record, I sincerely doubt that," Alec replied. "We're going to get you on the right track for once," Kristine retorted as she slapped his chest and told him that she would meet him at his place after work. Alec and Kristine went back to their desks and finished their workdays. Alec spent the rest of the day thinking about what chastity would mean. He struggled to contemplate it. He was unsure how it would make him feel. As he drove home that night, he wondered how it would the device itself would feel. He gripped the steering wheel hard while he thought the whole scenario through. The thought of surrendering his sexuality to Kristine made his manhood swell. He knew that there was little to no chance of Kristine doing anything with him. He could not even find the nerve to ask a girl out, so it was not as if surrendering his manhood to Kristine would be costing him new sexual experiences. "It's going to be hers," Alec thought with a smile, even though he knew that she would have far less use for his member than he had. Alec fretted that Kristine might take it too far. His mind raced as he parked and thought, "What if she never let me cum again?" The thought horrified him, but he was mortified by the fact that the thought was making him hard. The idea of being at Kristine's mercy was both alluring and unnerving all at once. "What the fuck is wrong with me?" Alec asked himself as he continued to drive. He tried to convince himself that the girl would never be cruel to him. It was not in her nature. Those attempts did little to calm his nerves as he parked. Kristine's eager steps behind him into his apartment did nothing to put him at ease either. Kristine looked around the apartment she had entered a few times prior. The walls were still adorned with little decoration. The furniture was minimal and non-adorned. The furnishings always told her that he was too afraid to let his natural effeminate choices decorate the place, while he could not bring himself to make it look like a man's home either. "Are you ready?" Kristine asked as she stepped behind him. Alec shook his head before she said, "Oh, come on. It's not like I haven't seen a dick before you." Alec blushed before he retorted, "You haven't seen mine." "There's nothing to be ashamed of about the human body," Kristine countered, parroting a line she heard in her brief days in community college. "Maybe not yours," Alec countered. "Not yours either," Kristine responded, unsure if she was lying. She had never seen anything wrong with her body or any of her lovers. Alec, however, was different. She had never seen such a small man naked before. She wondered how he would look. She wondered if it would it be different, and, if so, how. "Do you have an ice pack?" "I have ice," Alec replied. Kristine nodded as she went into Alec's kitchen and inquired if he had any sandwich bags that could be sealed. Alec opened a cabinet and reached for a bag before he handed it to her. Kristine thanked Alec before she opened his freezer and began to fill the bag. Alec watched with a nervous look as she zipped the bag before she unzipped her purse. Alec watched as she removed two thin blue latex gloves. Alec gave a curious look before he asked, "What is that for?" "For the procedure," she answered. "The procedure?" Alec inquired, not liking the inference that the word was forming in his mind. "I have to touch you for this to work," Kristine explained. Alec nodded with a sullen look, crestfallen that he would not feel the smooth skin of her fingertips touching his manhood, even for a fleeting second. He doubted that any woman would ever be willing to touch it. Kristine gave Alec a look before she said with blushing cheeks, "I'm going to need you to take off your pants." "Oh, sorry," Alec apologized with haste while he began removing his pants as he long wished to do with a girl like Kristine. He wanted her, but he knew that he was undeserving of her. He had not done anything to earn the love of a girl like her. He was sure that it was impossible while he thought about her descriptions of her muscular and tall boyfriend. It was the type of man that he could never dream of becoming. Alec's pants fell to the floor before Kristine told him to remove his boxer shorts. Alec blushed as he began to comply with her order. He wanted to tell her no, but he lacked the confidence to say no to anything that any of the girls from the office had ever asked of him. The same thing held true as he removed his boxers. Alec's cheeks burned red as he stood before Kristine with a limp manhood that she insisted on seeing. While he was slightly turned on by the sight of her, he was too humiliated to grow a millimeter, let alone an inch. Kristine's eyes enlarged as she looked him over. She had rarely seen a limp member on a man before. If there was any doubt about Alec's sexuality it was gone. The man was completely flaccid with her standing before him in a low cut top and a short skirt. She knew that she was going to do him a favor by disabusing him of the foolish lies he told himself and the girls about his sexuality. Kristine reached down and pressed the bag of ice against his manhood. Alec let out a high pierced shriek that made him blush further. Kristine laughed before she said, "It's not that bad." "It's freezing," Alec countered with a shiver, even as he was relieved for the momentary modesty the icy bag provided. As her hand lingered over his crotch through the bag, Alec thought, I can't believe I'm letting her do this. Why can't I stop? I don't want this, do I? I must, but I can't. It's not right! I should just tell her no. Just do it. Why won't I open my mouth?' After a few minutes of Alec squirming with blushing cheeks, Kristine said, "That should be long enough." Alec grimaced at the sight of his shriveled penis while Kristine moved her hand away from his crotch. Kristine struggled not to laugh at the sight. She could not believe how small his penis was. It did not seem humanly possible given her prior experiences. She could see the dismay on Alec's face. As she snapped the ring on the base on Alec's flaccid dick, she tried to raise his spirits, "I heard that a lot guys like a small dick." "What about girls?" Kristine laughed before she patted his chest and said, "We both know the answer to that. You tell me when you go for the guy with the small dick." Alec blushed. He was too humiliated by the sights that he knew that Kristine could never forget to defend him from what he felt was justified and deserved criticism. Kristine turned away from him for a second before she pushed a small tube over Alec's limp member. The tube snapped into the ring before she pressed down the small padlock to ensure that the tube and ring stayed affixed. "There you are all locked up," Kristine announced. "How do you feel?" Alec asked, unsure of how he felt. The expectation of the thrill of Kristine being in charge of him had not materialized. Instead, he was merely mortified by how his body reacted to her and how it had to look to Kristine. 'No wonder she thinks I'm gay,' Alec fretted as he waited for Kristine to answer his question. "I love the feeling of control," she answered before she ordered, "Now, pull your pants up" "Uh, sorry," Alec replied, remembering himself as he hurried to bring the underwear and pants up to his waist. Alec felt uncomfortable as his manhood tried to expand in the device as his body warmth made it return to its normal size. Alec gave her a nervous look before he said, "Kristine, I'm not sure about this. Can you take it off?" "Not right now." "Kristine, please..." "I don't have the key with me. I left it at home." "You have to go and get it!" "Alec, this is normal. Guys typically try to beg, plead, bully, really anything to get out of it for the first few days." "DAYS?" "Oh, yes. You have to spend at least a few weeks in it to really understand the full effect." "WEEKS! I'm not going to be able to masturbate for weeks?" "There's other ways for you to let it out. Try pleasing another. That will burn off your sexual energy." "But I'm not dating anyone..." "Well, it's time for you to put yourself out there and change that." "But what girl will..." "Stick to the boys. I'm sure you'll find one that's more than happy to put your mouth to good work," Kristine said as she stroked his arm. The feeling made his manhood surge for a second. The crushing push back made him wince before Kristine said with a wink, "I'll see you tomorrow." ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Alec was frustrated the entire night. He wanted to masturbate. The feeling of Kristine's hand on his crotch through a rubber glove and an ice bag was the most intimate sexual contact he had ever had and he could not even get a release to that meager memory. As Alec entered the office, he saw that Kristine was already working at her desk. Alec walked towards her and Kristine swung her chair out, showing him her sheer, black pantyhose covered legs. "What can I do for you, Alec?" "You know what I need! Where is the key?" "The key? Oh, I don't have that, dear." "Where is it?" Alec pleaded. "It's somewhere safe. Very safe." "Where?" "In my boyfriend's safe." Alec's jaw dropped as his stomach sank. He feared that she had told her boyfriend about what she had done while he asked in a weak voice, "Why did you give it to him?" "He doesn't know what it's for," Kristine replied with a smile. "Well, you have to go and get it." "I can't do that, dear. You know that I love you too much." "What are you talking about?" "We're doing this for your own good." "Who?" Alec asked before he looked around and noticed that Brianna was smirking. "Are you all on it?" Alec inquired with alarm. "In on what?" Brianna answered with a laugh through a sly smile. Morgan cracked a grin as she said, "I'll say it. Yes, we're all aware." Alec blushed as his shoulders slumped. Kristine shook her head as she said, "There's nothing to be embarrassed about." "Well, there's something to be embarrassed about," Morgan chimed in. "Stop," Kristine said with a laugh as Brianna joined in while Alec cheeks grew redder. "What are we talking about girls?" Erin asked while she walked around the corner to head to her desk. "Just our little, Alec." Erin smirked before she said, "Why?" "He's trying to get out." "Well, if he just came out, we wouldn't have do this, right, Alec?" Erin replied, challenging Alec. "What are you talking about?" Alec inquired as he started to sweat. His stomach churned as he waited for a response, knowing full well what it would be. "Alec, you've been telling us all that you're straight. We have eyes. We can see that you're not," Morgan replied with characteristic bluntness. "It doesn't mean you're not a great person," Kristine added, trying to lessen the impact of Morgan's words. "But..." "We all love you as a friend. You're a great girl," Kristine added, cutting off Alec's rebuttal. "But I'm not a girl...," Alec protested. "You certainly join in like one. You work like one. You look like one," Erin responded with a smile. "I look like a guy." "Only because of how you dress and wear your hair," Erin retorted. "What's wrong with the way I dress?" "You're pretending to be a boy. Boys aren't pretty like you. They aren't small like you. You were born to be a girl. That's why you fit in so well here," Erin explained. Alec blushed in response. "We're doing this because we love," Kristine added. Alec shook his head. He wanted to shout as he muttered under his breath, "Love me. I can't even touch..." His cheeks went red as he was about to tell the girls he masturbated. He was sure that they knew and that they did it too, but it was not something he wanted to admit in the company of women. Kristine nodded. They all knew exactly where he was going with his comment. Its obviousness was unavoidable under the circumstances. Kristine smiled as she replied, "Alec, I've done a lot reading on this..." "On what?" Alec pleaded to know. "On what depriving someone of an orgasm does to them. The longer you go without one, the greater the length that you will go to achieve one." "Like what?" "Like finally admitting to us and yourself what you are?" "I'm not gay!" "Who said you were? Let's see what you say in a month." "If I just say I'm gay now, will you let me out?" "Not after you asked that question," Morgan replied for Kristine. Alec grinded his teeth as Kristine seconded Morgan's comment before she added, "You need detachment from it to understand what you are." "I'm gonna go crazy..." "Once you climax, you no longer think about sex. The needs of your lover, just vanish. Believe me I know what I'm talking about here," Kristine rejoined. "You will too," Brianna added as she looked at Alec. Alec's stomach wrenched at the thought of being an afterthought to another man's sexual appetite. "Orgasms are addictive," Kristine continued. "Preach," Morgan interjected with a laugh. "Morgan, you're not helping," Brianna said with a laugh. "What I'm trying to say is that masturbating is like cheating your way through life. Why would you go out and date a man when you just think about it and not have to deal with what doing it in real life means about you..." Alec was aghast. He had never masturbated to the thought of a man. He had always pictured himself as the man in his fantasies, even if in them he was somewhat larger and stronger than in real life. "It also diminishes all that effort that you would have given the lover you should have had." "I've never had..." "We know you're a virgin. You've been too awkward about all the sexual topics to not make that clear." Alec blushed, wondering if it was obvious to everyone else he encountered as well. He put his head down before Kristine added, "Now, what the belt gives you is an excuse to stay a virgin. You won't get to orgasm with someone else until they're generous enough to give it to you." "What?" "It's about earning your right to cum," Erin added. Alec turned to Kristine and asked, "Did you ever make your boyfriends..." "Oh, no. They wouldn't go for this sort of thing...," Kristine replied before trailing off. "They're men," Morgan answered with the truth the two younger girls were too polite to state. "You can have them," Brianna replied with her typical distaste for men that she had shown since Alec met her. Alec knew that she was divorced and could sense that she had a dislike for men dating back to her marriage. "They're not that bad," Erin countered. "Hey, if Alec would like to fetch them beers, serve them and not be appreciated by them for a damn thing like the rest of you, then maybe you're right. Welcome to the sisterhood," Brianna retorted as she held up her coffee mug and smiled at Alec. "Don't listen to her. Not all marriages are bad. I still love my husband," Morgan said to Alec, Kristine and Erin. "She knows what she's talking about," Erin seconded Morgan's opinion as she turned to Alec. "Maybe for a girl like you...," Alec retorted. "Even for a girl like you, it can happen," Kristine countered. Alec shook his head before Kristine added, "When you channel all that pent up sexual energy and go down on a guy, he's going to be in heaven. You're going to make him scream." "No...," Alec replied with a shake of his head, feeling sick to his stomach about what would earn him the right to regain control over his manhood. "Yes. You will learn that sex for you doesn't necessarily have anything to do with your little thing, just like it doesn't always involve a girl's pussy," Morgan noted. Kristine nodded as she announced, "And that's the trick, dear. That's when you'll know that you're ready to have it taken off. That you're ready to be in control of yourself. Because you haven't been in control of yourself. You've just let everyone else push you around because you're pretending to be a boy." "I haven't..." "Alec, you let us get you into heels. You let me lock up your dick, please don't tell us that you've been the master your fate. We're not slaves. Women are strong and we need you to be that once you transition," Kristine added. "Transition?" "You know...," Kristine insisted. "No! I don't!" "You're going to be the best girl you can be when we're done with you," Erin explained. "Look, you're making a mistake. I don't want to be a girl," Alec pleaded. "That lie will become clear to even you the longer you wear that belt," Kristine rebutted. "But..." Kristine shook her head as she cut off Alec's reply again, "Trust me, by the time we unlock you, you are going to be a confident woman with a loving boyfriend that you're going to have pleased so well." "How could I please him?" "No girl is ever as good with her mouth on a boy as a boy is." "And how would you know that?" Alec countered. "Is a boy ever better on a girl than a girl?" Kristine answered. "And how would you know that?" Morgan charged. "I've read things," Kristine answered with blushing cheeks. "Listen, I went to an all girls school. I had plenty of friends who experimented because, hey, what else are you going to do. They're all married, now. I'm not judging," Morgan responded. "But you weren't one of them?" Brianna asked. "Please, I was Miss Goody Two Shoes," Morgan answered. "YOU were a goody goody?" Erin asked with a laugh. "This isn't about me. This about, Alec," Morgan countered. The girls nodded before Kristine said as she handed Alec a pair of black pointed toe pumps to swap out for his shoes, "You'll come to understand that this was for your own good." Alec shook his head as the girls went back to work before Nadine came over and assigned him a new task. "Make sure you put on your heels, first," Nadine teased. 'OH, GOD! WHO ELSE KNOWS?' Alec fretted as he set about swapping his shoes for Kristine's four inch heeled, laser cut microsuede shoes. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Over the ensuing weeks, the girls grew more determined to break Alec out of his shell. The girls decided that the first step was to bring him to get his first waxing. Alec was not enamored with the idea when Kristine picked him up at his apartment to go. "I really don't want to do this," Alec said. "It doesn't hurt that much." "So, it hurts?" "Of course, it hurts. Nothing that's good for a girl in the long run doesn't, but it gets better." "How could it get better?" "Your body starts to get used to it." "How could that possibly be true?" Alec countered. "The bulb of your hair is bigger than your pour, but waxing makes your hair finer and the bulb smaller." "So, this is going to change me?" Alec asked. "That's the goal, and it's better than shaving your legs everyday." "I wouldn't know." "You will if you don't come along." "Do I need anything?" "No. I've taken care of everything. Just wear something light, loose and cotton." "Why?" "Everything gets sore, a little red and swollen. You want whatever's touching you to be soft." "So, I should get changed," Alec asked as he looked down at his jeans. "I would recommend it." Alec nodded as he went into his bedroom. As he disrobed, he thought about what awaited him. His mind was preoccupied by Kristine's smooth, shiny legs while he searched for loose fitting, soft clothing. 'I can't believe my legs are going to look like that,' Alec thought with a smile as he brought the grey hooded sweatshirt over his head. 'It won't,' he retorted to himself while the smile left his face. As Alec's eyes lingered on his legs, he was unsure of which thought was true. His legs were thin and he thought, 'They could look sexy.' Alec shook his head as he cursed himself for thinking that before he quickly covered his thin legs with a pair of loose, grey sweatpants. Trying to avoid thinking about it any further, he hurried out of his bedroom to see Kristine. Alec held his arms out to the side as he asked, "Is this good?" Kristine shook her head and said, "No, but it's good enough for now!" Alec gave her a pout before he followed Kristine out of the apartment. They went down to Kristine's car before they drove to the spa. Alec went inside and signed in beside Kristine. Alec gave her a nervous look as he asked, "Are we going to be in there together?" "Oh, no. They don't do that here. It's all private." "Why?" "Because we're going to be completely naked." "What?" "Oh, come on. You had to know that." "Somebody is going to see me naked!" Jim fretted, completely unaware of what Kristine had signed him up for. "I've basically seen it all, honey. And there have been a few guys who have seen all of me. What's the big deal?" "It's a stranger and the lock!" "They're professionals. They see naked people all the time. It's part of their job description." "But the LOCK...this sounds really awkward," Alec replied as he tried to keep his voice low. "Oh, hun, everyone thinks that," the receptionist interjected, missing most of Alec's point before two staff members came to direct Alec and Kristine into their private rooms. The middle-aged woman smiled while Alec entered the room. Alec struggled to force himself to reciprocate with a smile of his own as he feared what she would say if she found out the truth. The waxer introduced herself and said, "You can take off your pants and underwear and sit down." "WHAT?" Alec inquired with alarm. "You're getting waxed. We can't wax through your clothes," the waxer noted with a comforting smile. "Okay," Alec replied with a tremble while he began to undress. He felt nervous as he pulled away his clothing. He peered over his shoulder as he reached for his boxers and asked, "Are you really okay with this?" "I've waxed plenty of ding dongs in my day, sweetie." Alec blushed before he said, "I have to warn you that I'm wearing something I can't take off." The woman steeled herself before she asked with a stoic expression, "A chastity device?" Alec nodded, surprised that the woman knew of such a thing. The woman nodded in reply before she said, "You're certainly not the first, sweetie." Alec was relieved by the fact, even though it made him inquisitive. He kept those questions to himself, however, while he pulled down his underwear and started to lie on the table. Alec felt exposed as the woman walked around him inspecting her client. His heart raced as his body was covered only by a chastity belt that left little to the imagination. He took a few deep breaths as the woman applied the wax around his chastity belt. He was surprised to find that the wax felt good on his skin. It was warm and had a soothing feeling. "This is going to sting," the waxer said before she ripped off the first strands. "Wow," Alec exclaimed. "It's not that bad." "Ouch," Alec reiterated with a shake of his head. The girl continued to pull the hair around his crotch. Alec tried to make small talk as she worked, trying to get rid of the uneasiness and pain he felt. As the girl worked on him, she told, "Don't worry. It'll be easier once you have the surgery." "My friend told that this gets easier the more you do it," Alec replied confused by her insinuation. "It does," the waxer replied, deciding not to probe his transsexual transition given that he was avoiding discussing the issue. Once Alec's groin was waxed, he was turned over. Alec gave the waxer a nervous look as he asked, "How bad is this going to hurt?" "Not at all." "You told me the front wasn't that bad," Alec countered. "Your butt doesn't have nerve endings the same way your groin does," the waxer explained. "I guess that makes sense. How would you be able to go to the bathroom..." "Here, let me pull the first strip," the waxer interjected, tiring of Alec's trying to rationalize her statement. "That wasn't bad at all," Alec said as the strip was pulled away. "No. This is the easy part," the waxer responded with a smile. "What about my legs?" "Oh, that's not going to be so much fun for you," the waxer answered with a laugh. Alec nodded before the woman finished his rear. She then moved onto his legs. Alec winced while the strands were ripped out of his legs. Alec struggled to keep his audible yelps to a minimum while the girl finished his legs. Once the girl finished, Alec dressed in his sweats. He could feel that his skin was raw and was happy to have worn the soft clothing Kristine recommended as he waited for Kristine to emerge. Kristine smiled at Alec as she exited a room. As she walked towards him, she asked, "So, how do you feel?" "Sick to my stomach," Alec answered. "Come on it wasn't that bad," Kristine insisted. "I don't like showing my body to a stranger like that," Alec replied with honesty. "Well, you won't always need the Brazilian. You can just stick to the legs. It's cheaper for you anyway." Alec nodded and asked, "How do you handle it?" "I'm used to it, and my boyfriend loves it." "I'll take it, he's getting lucky tonight?" Alec inquired. "Oh, no. That's one drawback. The rawness isn't really good with sweat. You've got to stay from anything that will make you glow the rest of the day." "Well, now, you tell me," Alec retorted, trying to make the best of things. "Shut up," Kristine replied as she slapped his arm on their way back to her car. On the way back to Alec's apartment, Kristine stopped to go shopping with Alec. She selected some ingrown hair serum to treat his sore skin. Alec read the directions and said, "This seems like a lot of aftercare." "It'll make you feel smoother. It's worth it. And you do not want ingrown hairs." "Why?" "They itch and they're ugly. Just trust me on this. I know what I'm talking about." Alec nodded, certain that she was right. Still, he could not believe that he was buying the items or that he had found himself in a position to need them. His bewilderment over his predicament continued as he went to the cashier and paid for his purchases. With the purchases in hand, Kristine took him back to his apartment and said goodbye to him shortly after she pulled in front of it. Alec clumsily clasped his purchases as he moved towards his apartment to let himself in. Alec went inside and tried not to think about what he had let happen to him. It was pointless to dwell on it when he knew he had a task at hand. He went into the bathroom and pulled down his sweatpants and began to apply the serum to his legs. The feelings beneath his hands excited him. He was amazed by how smooth his legs felt. "So, this is what I've been missing?" Alec said to himself with a half laugh and downcast eyes. Alec returned to work the next day and was forced to roll up his pants to show the girls his smooth legs. The compliments they showered on him turned him red before they got back to working. Any lingering hopes Alec held that the distractions of their lives and workloads would make them forget their plans for him were dashed when Kristine and Nadine volunteered to take him shopping that evening. Unable to find the will to say no, Alec went along with them to the store. As they walked through the store, Alec wondered what they were shopping for that evening. Once they walked into the lingerie department, those mental questions ceased. Alec felt like a pervert as Nadine and Kristine asked his opinions about the bra and panties that they were looking through for him. With flush cheeks, Alec prayed that he would die from embarrassment as he gave short responses. Alec noticed women giving him awkward looks. He sensed that his presence in the intimates section of the ladies department was not appreciated. Those glances and glares only served to make Alec's cheeks burn redder while he continued to give his brief opinions on the intimates that Nadine and Kristine were selecting for him. By the time they were walking towards the register, Kristine was carrying a basket filled with bras, panties and hosiery. Alec struggled to believe that it was all for him. He hated the idea, but part of him was allured by it. Once the final item was scanned, Alec was surprised by the total. He was relieved when Nadine and Kristine handed him money to offset the full amount based on a collection they had taken with the other girls. Alec struggled to thank them. He wanted it all to be over, but they were insistent that they were right about him. He could not believe it was true. Once the cashier handed Alec back his change, he started towards the door with Nadine and Kristine. They followed Alec back to his apartment before they went inside. Alec watched as Kristine opened a package of hosiery and said, "Here's your lesson of the day." Nadine sat down and listened while Kristine continued, "Hosiery is super delicate." Nadine nodded in agreement as Kristine then noted, "But they're manageable to deal with." Alec stared blankly at her before she continued, "First, everything starts with well manicured feet and fingernails. If you have a hangnail, you're going to run your pantyhose, stockings, tights, whatever..." "Then, why do we wear them?" Alec asked. "I've asked that question myself," Nadine admitted. "It's to look professional," Kristine answered both of her coworkers. "And sexy," Nadine said with a laugh. "That too," Kristine replied with a nod. "It doesn't seem worth it," Alec responded. "It's not, but so is a lot of being woman. You'll get used to hating it," Nadine replied. "Well, this is a choice for me," Alec protested. Nadine and Kristine laughed. They could not believe Alec's delusions about himself. They doubted he truly believed them either. Once they collected themselves, Kristine said, "All right, enough of that. We have business to attend to." "And I want to eat dinner, so let's wrap this up," Nadine added. Kristine nodded before she turned to Alec and said, "When you start with these, you gently hold the hosiery at the top, like so, and gather one leg up in your fingers until your fingertips reach the tip of the toe." Alec listened to Kristine while he watched her collect the pantyhose in her fingertips before she released them and said, "You try." "Get him out of the pants first," Nadine noted. "Oh, right," Kristine replied. After the Brazilian, Alec was less self-conscious about stripping down to his underwear. He pulled off his pants and sat in white briefs that did little to conceal the bulge caused by his chastity device. Alec could sense that Nadine was struggling to laugh at his selection of briefs over boxers. Alec took the hosiery from Kristine, who had better composed herself. With fumbling fingers he tried to gather the pantyhose together as he had seen Kristine do. Once he reached the toes, he turned to Kristine to await further direction. Kristine pulled a chair towards him and said, "Pull it over your toes. Now, you have to make sure that the toe seam is aligned with the front center of your toes and not twisted. If it's twisted, it can tear." Alec nodded as he followed her directions to the letter while he began to pull the pantyhose over the toes of his right foot. The feeling of the fabric coming over his feet was unusual to him. He found the silky softness exotic and exciting. The feelings started to make his member stir. Alec winced while he felt the familiar constraint pushing back against it. Alec bit his lip as he finished pulling the pantyhose over his right foot. Once he moved his hands away, Kristine said, "Now rest the tip of you foot on the chair." "Why?" "By firmly planting your foot, you'll make sure that the toe seam stays aligned," Kristine explained. "Okay," Alec replied while he put the part of his foot that was covered by his pantyhose on the chair. Kristine watched as Alec situated his foot. She then added, "Now, pull it down your foot until you get to your heel, making sure that you stretch all sides evenly." Alec followed Kristine's direction prompting her to continue her instruction, "Good. Now, you're going to bunch the nylon slightly downward and upward." "How is that scientifically possible?" Alec countered. "What?" "You're asking me to do two contradictory movements at the same time." "They're consecutive movements," Kristine corrected Alec with a shake of her head before she added, "Remember who's the pro here." Alec blushed as he tried to do as she said. While he did so, Nadine interjected, "Careful, you need to allow for sufficient nylon to fully cover it. Good." "Was that the hard part?" Alec asked feeling some relief to have the pantyhose over his heel without any noticeable runs. "Probably the hardest; Now, all you've got to do is gently pull the pantyhose up your leg. But make sure that you keep your hosiery straight while you do it," Kristine answered. "Why?" "Morning twists equal afternoon wrinkles," Nadine interjected with an answer. Alec shook his head at another fact he had to remember while he returned to following Kristine's directions. Once Alec got it over his knee, Kristine had him repeat the same process with his left foot. Alec felt nervous as he brought the nylon over his toes, down his foot, over his heel and up his leg until he reached the lower thigh of his left leg. Kristine gave Alec an approving look before she said, "Now, use your palms and only your palms. You can't use your fingernails! You have to use your PALMS to smooth the fabric gently from your ankles to above your knees. You want to make sure that the stretch is even and the hosiery is straight." "But I already got them over my knees," Alec noted. "That's never the end of it," Kristine countered. "Is there ever really an end to anything we do?" Nadine asked Kristine with a shake of her head. Kristine smiled and shook her head before she turned back to Alec and criticized his dawdling. Alec followed her directions again while he smoothed out his hose. Kristine then added, "Now, that you're straight and smooth, you've got to keep pulling the hose up to the top your legs. Just smooth it out as you go with your palms." Alec complied with her orders and felt a painful compressing on his manhood that was swelling from the soft feeling of the fabric that was enveloping his legs. Kristine ignored his grimacing as she said, "Yah, just like that." Once Alec reached the top of his legs, Kristine said, "Last step, but a big one. Pull the top over waist a few inches at time, but make sure you don't pull from only the waistband. If you do, it will cause wrinkles and will put stress on the fabric." "So?" "You'll buying another pair real soon if you stress them out," Nadine interjected with another answer. Alec nodded again before he worked the pantyhose top up to his waist. As the waistband was released in place, Alec asked, "Can I put on my pants now?" "Ugh, pants on those legs," Nadine half-joked with an envious stare. "It would be a shame, but he can't go up to Joel in a skirt and tell him the truth," Kristine replied with a laugh at the thought. "What are you talking about?" Alec inquired. "You're going to have to tell Joel the truth sometime," Nadine responded. "Sometime meaning tomorrow," Kristine added. "WHAT?" Alec shrieked. "I've brought you the perfect outfit to wear," Kristine continued. "But...," Alec replied with a tremble, fearing what Joel would say when he told him that he was a woman trapped in a man's body. "Don't worry it includes that pair of pants you were going on about," Kristine teased. Alec was aghast as Kristine produced a pair of black, stretch knit pants from her oversized purse. She smiled while she said, "You will have to press these, dear." "Understatement of the century," Nadine remarked as she looked at the wrinkles from the folding. Alec gave the girls a nervous look before Kristine removed a button up cream-colored blouse from her bag. She handed it to Alec and told him to pair it with the pants. "I can't wear this," Alec complained. "Alexandra, as of tomorrow, you're a girl. Stop thinking too much about this," Kristine replied. "It's not like magic," Alec protested, ignoring the name that Kristine had called him. "No. You're going to have to work very hard at it," Kristine acknowledged. "I don't think I can do this," Alec responded with a despondent look and a racing heart, unsure if he could survive being forced to come out as a transgender woman to his boss. "We'll be there for you," Kristine replied, trying to console him as she stroked his back. "You're forcing it on me," Alec charged. "How else would you bring yourself to do it?" Nadine asked. "I wouldn't," Alec said with a shake of his head. "So, we're doing what you won't let yourself do because of fear or whatever..." "It's because I don't want to..." "We all saw you in heels, dear. We know that this is what you want and who you are." "THAT WAS BECAUSE OF YOU TOO," Alec countered, trying to make everyone in the room finally believe his words. Kristine and Nadine shook their heads before Nadine asked, "Do you think any other guy in our office would trade shoes with one of us?" "Well, my feet are small and the other guys..." "Have man feet," Kristine retorted. "My feet are manly," Jim countered as he looked down at his size eight feet. Nadine and Kristine grinned at one another as their eyes veered down at his nylon covered feet before returning to gaze at one another. "Those feet were made for heels," Kristine responded. "No. I'm..." "I've got a whole bunch for you," Nadine replied, cutting Alec off before she headed out of his apartment. "Where is she going?" Alec asked. "Her car, I guess," Kristine answered with a shrug. It was not long before Nadine returned with a bag. She put the bag down in front of Alec and said, "These are for you." Alec cringed while he opened the bag and looked at the female footwear that he had been presented with. He forced himself to thank the girl before Kristine said, "We should probably take her old shoes to goodwill." "No," Alec whined. "Alexandra, you don't need them anymore." "You don't have to keep pretending," Nadine seconded. "I'm not...," Alec futilely tried to defend his the shattered remnants of his dwindling masculinity, but he could not find any legitimate reasons to support his statement. Kristine and Nadine ignored him as they started into his bedroom and collected his shoes. Alec protested weakly before they bagged up his shoes. "Can't you leave me one pair? What am I going to wear tomorrow?" "I thought about that," Nadine answered before she pulled a pair of black, leather loafers from her bag. Alec looked over the shoes and realized that while they were feminine, they were not unambiguously a woman's shoe at first glance. Under a more inspecting review, they were clearly made for a woman. They would survive a quick look, however, and he was sure that no one paid much attention to a man's shoes. "See, I told you these were perfect," Nadine said in the face of Alec's silence. Shortly thereafter, Kristine and Nadine saw themselves out of Alec's apartment. Alec was left with his thoughts. He wondered how he could live as a woman. He knew that once he told his boss that he was a transsexual, he could not just take back the words. Saying that he wanted to be a woman was not something that he could easily walk back from. There was air of permanency to it in his mind. Alec struggled to fall asleep that night. He kept thinking about what the staff would think of him once he was forced to come out as a woman. He feared for his safety and was sure he would suffer abuse. "Is this really what I want?" Alec asked himself repeatedly as he stared at the stained, cracked, white ceiling above his bed.