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THE LETTER
1/
I looked out of the window, wishing they would be gone. Why were they
taking so long?
After bringing my rapist to me so that I could face him and start to
move on, after discovering my attack had meant so little that he
didn't even recognise me, I was just another notch on his rapist
belt..........After hearing what the other Mistresses were doing to
him, the horrible gender based torture they were putting him
through........
I couldn't be near them. I just wanted them out and gone and then I
could put all that had happened behind me forever.
In the distance, beyond the guest house and my grounds, the
trees......The forest sanctuary where I'd spent most of the last year
in peace. But to get to it, I would have to pass by near them. It
seemed so far away........
My breathing started to kick in, my chest heaving.
I paced the room and finally settled in front of the computer.
I remembered sitting with Deborah, the young woman I had met during my
most recent panic attack when I had visited the city. I thought about
her being with me now, holding my hand.......Quite quickly, my
breathing started to relent.
I wondered when I would see her again. Longed to see her again. I was
truly smitten and right now to think of her was a very pleasant
distraction.
2/
My instinct in the bathroom was to stand under a hot shower and wash
the evening off. But instead I found myself running a scented bubble-
bath.
I wasn't running scared and hiding anymore, but facing my future,
embracing it. I was ready to learn from the past and leave it behind.
Naked, I stepped into the hot water and sat, the bubbles washing over
me and up to my chin. I thought about Deborah as I massaged my
breasts, breathing deeper as my hands snaked down my body, my fingers
exploring my warm and welcoming vagina.
It was Deborah touching me.........It was her fingers and hands I
imagined bringing me to an ecstatic climax.
Then I soaked and dreamed about what the future might hold now I was
finally untangling myself from all that had happened to me.
Towelling off, I realized that I hadn't even thought of the scar when
I had been touching myself. I looked at myself in the mirror, and
caught my breath. For a moment, just a second, I couldn't breathe. But
it was a fantastic feeling. Even though the scar was there, I didn't
see it. I wasn't marked or branded. It was a part of me I could
finally accept.
3/
Even though it was late, I dressed for work, taking my time and
feeling sensual as I decided on my next move with Stephanie.
Anna's involvement was coming along nicely, but I decided I wanted her
to do a little more. I had always envisioned Stephanie becoming the
Office Girl in her swimming pool showroom, even though I doubted she
believed that would ever be a reality in our game. I would need Anna's
involvement to help sell that to her boss.
She had already provided me with his work email, so I sat at my
computer and set about composing a message.
4/
Dear Mr. McKinnock,
I'm writing to you to advise you of a developing situation in my life
and to ask your understanding of it in the work environment.
For years, most of my life, I have been a cross-dresser and love
wearing women's clothing. I'm not sure where I land on the gender
spectrum, whether transitional change is in my future; but I do know
that I am much more comfortable these days expressing my female myself
rather than the man I feel I used to be.
I know about your blood pressure, so I'll let you take a breath......
There have been discussions about the Sales Manager position and who
is to fill it. I may or may not be a candidate, and while I feel I
could bring great benefits to this role, I feel my personal situation
would be too much to handle while embedding in a new role. I do feel
that Anna would be a fantastic fit for the position.
There have also been jokes about creating an Office Girl role if Anna
did fill that position. You should know that, again considering what I
am personally going through at the moment, I would embrace such an
opportunity, and feel it would be much more befitting my developing
feminine character.
While the skills of such a role might not be in my wheelhouse, I am a
quick study and I'm certain I would excel in this role.
As you know I already wear lingerie to work, as well as a blouse. I
would dress appropriate to my new role, including skirts and dresses,
heels and any necessary accessories.
I assure you this is not a joke and I am serious about both my
personal development as a woman and my career growth and stability
within the company.
Thank you for your consideration.
Stephanie Mayfield
5/
That should do it, I thought. I smiled and hit send.
6/
Stephanie looked forward to waking each day, choosing which set to
wear. Those initial thrills, the excitment of being discovered, the
special comfort, the sensuality of the clothes........
Then one day while she was in the showroom, she spotted Anna and Mr.
McKinnock up in his office. He was gesturing to the computer, his
walrus moustache almost alive he was that animated. Anna was trying to
calm him down over something.
When she stepped out, Stephanie busied herself with some paperwork,
but overheard:
"Better not make us a laughing stock......"
Anna caught her eye.
"Come on up, Stephanie," she said.
It was a couple of weeks after all this had began with the theft of a
woman's lingerie. Stephanie, then Steve, had given in to a desire and
temptation that had ambushed him.........But what he hadn't realised
then was that he was stealing from a Mistress who had survived a
traumatic, violent encounter with a rapist. And when she discovered
what had happened, she had directed her vengeance at him.
It started with lingerie, then a blouse. When she had signed the
contract for the sale of her swimming pool, Steve, who everyone knew
by then as Stephanie, thought that the game would end. He was
pleasantly surprised when not only did Mistress Brianna continue, but
she also enlisted Anna into her circle.
For now, Steve was long gone. Stephanie in his place, even though it
was a strange limbo. Not yet trying to pass as a woman, but displaying
lots of feminine attributes and clothing. A sissy of some kind, she
thought now, glancing up.
"Yes, Miss Anna," she said. "Right away."
7/
She couldn't believe what she was seeing on the screen. An email she
herself had apparently sent to her boss detailing.........
"I'd like to sit please," she said, her legs almost giving way.
"Now, if we do this," Bill McKinnock said, marching around the table
authoritively, "you'll be answering to Anna. It goes without saying
that she'll be the new Sales Manager and you'll be starting at the
ground up."
"But it means," Anna elaborated, "that you'll be learning a new skill
set. And with your personal manner I think you'll be outstanding in
the role."
"I'm a salesman," Stephanie protested weakly.
"Damn it!" McKinnock blustered, slapping his hand on the desk with a
loud smack. Both the women jumped, startled by the outburst. "Ladies,
I'm sorry-"
Stephanie blushed as she was considered to be of the opposite gender
even though she was clearly a man.
"-but if this is why there has been a dip in your sales, Stephanie,
why didn't you come to me earlier?"
"I-it's a-I'm-"
"I know, it's embarrassing," he continued. "I'm blue collar, old
school, and I'm supposed to deal with a man wanting to be.......I
don't know.....But, I'll try. The company and all it's employees will
support you. But this had better be serious."
"It-it is," Stephanie stammered, not even sure if she wanted this. But
she was enjoying herself so much, even though this had started as a
punishment. In a way, it was fulfilling her wildest dreams when she
had been a younger cross-dresser, afraid to go out.
"It is," Anna said firmly. "I'll vouch for her. Call a meeting for the
morning. All the staff. And we'll introduce our new Office Girl."
8/
Later that day, Anna took Stephanie out shopping, trying to remember
the advice Mistress Brianna had given her........Respect Stephanie, be
supportive, but own her........
They purchased several outfits and Anna made Stephanie try them all
on. Some stores allowed them to use the female fitting areas.
Stephanie felt embarrassed, especially as a few other women stared and
pointed as she changed outfits, considering herself in the large
mirrors.
Others said she could try the outfits on, but she had to use the male
fitting rooms. On these occasions Anna sent her in with a dress or a
skirt and blouse, with instructions to step out so she could assess
her.
The humiliation as he emerged from the male fitting area in an A-line
summer dress was intense.
"What the fuck?" a man said as she stepped from the cubicle.
"I have to-" Stephanie muttered. "Please don't-"
Stephanie quickly walked out onto the salesfloor. Here a few wives and
girlfriends were waiting for their partners, but it was mostly men
passing by and stopping at the sight of.......
Anna gestured with her finger and Stephanie did as instructed. A
little twirl that sent the A-line spinning around her legs.
"Holy shit!" a woman gasped, whipping out her cell and starting to
film.
"Please don't," Stephanie begged.
"Are you kidding me? This shit will go viral," the woman exclaimed.
"Do that twirl thing again?"
Stephanie looked at Anna, who simply nodded.
Stephanie blushed as she did the little dance again, noticing that
more men and women were filming.
"Goddamn sissy," a male voice grumbled.
"Now the skirt and blouse we chose," Anna instructed.
Stephanie blushed again.
"You won't need to bother with make-up, sissy," a woman giggled at the
sight of his bright cheeks.
Stephanie quickly disappeared and emerged a few minutes later, wearing
a tight pencil skirt that fell below her knees and a sheer blouse that
made the lace of her bra apparent.
"Very good. I think we'll take these and the dress," Anna said, then
played up to the audience and Stephanie wondered what she had been
saying while she was changing. "Now do you see what I mean? She's not
a sissy. She's a real woman trying her best. Even her job role is
changing."
Please don't say it, Stephanie thought, and then realised Anna
wouldn't have to when a woman looked at him directly and said: "What
kind of job are you doing?"
Stephanie didn't even need to see the slight nod from Anna to know how
she should respond.
She swallowed deeply, felt her body tremble.
"I'm the new Office Girl."
9/
Just when Stephanie thought the shopping trip would be over --- she
had several new outfits comprising skirts, blouses and dresses ---
Anna had them make another stop. This time for a surprise.
"Every woman needs a nice handbag and purse," Anna explained as they
approached one of the store colleagues. "This is Stephanie and she'd
like a little help today."
The colleague looked Stephanie up and down, her brain processing what
she was seeing. It was clearly a man, but why was he wearing a blouse
and a bra? Probably panties and hose, too?
"Yes, okay. I think. Sure. What kind of bag are you interested in,
Miss?"
They must have spent at least an hour trying different styles,
settling on a mid-size shoulder Michael Kors bag. The material was
soft, and the bag had several compartments.
"For all your essentials," the colleague explained, opening different
sections.
"Essentials?" Stephanie asked, soon wishing she hadn't.
"Yes," the colleague elaborated, almost giggling. "Your make-up.
Tissues. A pen. Diary, perhaps."
She looked for a second at Anna.
"Does she......?"
Anna genuinely didn't know what question was coming up.
"Does she have a period?" the colleague asked.
"No way!" Stephanie blurted.
"Not yet, but that's a good idea," Anna said. She looked at Stephanie.
"I'll suggest that to Brianna."
"Well, there are a lot of discrete sections so you can hide your
panty-liners and tampons."
Stephanie shook her head. "I'm not wearing a tampon."
"Nonsense," Anna said. "You'll get used to them. Every girl does."
"Onto purses," the colleague smiled.
They agreed a long, clutch style was best as a smaller purse would be
swallowed by Stephanie's hands and not be particularly visible. They
found one by Conkca, Stephanie smiling at the cute squirrel logo. It
had plenty of slots for cards, a couple of compartments for notes, a
zippered section for loose change. She was surprised by how much she
liked it.
At the check-out the colleague asked if they needed a bag.
"No, no," Anna said, and then smiled. "I think Stephanie can carry the
handbag out. She needs to get used to the idea of using it."
"Yes, Miss Anna," Stephanie said reluctantly.
"She's so respectful," the colleague said. "You must really appreciate
the help your friend is giving you. Now, what about your purse?"
Stephanie hesitated.
"Let's get that ugly male wallet of yours......" the colleague began,
holding her hand out. She then started to empty it. "Let's get you set
up here."
Stephanie turned white as the contents of her wallet were transferred
into the purse.
Stephanie's male wallet, under Anna's instructions, was dropped in the
trash alongwith his dwindling sense of manhood.
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