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It was all that I could do. I just stood there as the dress was fitted
to me, the material flowing over my brand new and very beautiful
breasts, while hugging my hips closely, and I even have a bubble butt!
My auburn hair was held back by the hair clip, revealing my naturally
elfin face, and my mother was smiling widely.
It had all started with that party. A costume party. My then girlfriend
suggested that I go as a girl, and after some restrained denials, I
finally agreed. After that, well, my mom got involved, and between the
two of them I was turned into a smoking hot 23 year old girl. What I
mean is, they had managed to make sure that there was no sign that I was
a guy... none. Mom had found breast forms that glued on and looked
perfectly real, plus a special panty that made me look like a girl there
too, and made it so that I had to sit down to pee! With the pantyhose,
and much to my shock, what I thought were knobby legs looked sleek,
long, and wonderful. After they helped me get that jersey dress on,
well, I was shocked at the way it fit. It hugged every curve perfectly,
including my newly rounded bubble butt, and with the hem above my knees,
here was no question about it. I looked great.
"Your measurements are perfect for a girl your age honey, 36B-24-37, and
I'm certain that every guy with a pulse will want to dance with you!"
"Gee, thanks mom, but I'm not a girl, remember?"
"Maybe in real life, but you cannot deny that you're just deliciously
gorgeous and you know it! Just act like a girl, watch your mannerisms
and you'll be just fine. Now do your lipstick."
I had to admit that I did in fact, look, just like mom told me,
delicious. As a guy, I would hit on me! But once my girlfriend saw me,
she told me that I was on my own!
"If I went with her I would be alone all night! Like the ugly
stepsister! No way honey, you're on your own!"
"Thanks a lot! You told me that we could do this together!"
"Yeah, I did say that, but that was before you got all dressed up! Look
at you! You're gorgeous! Makes me look like the ugly stepsister!"
"Her name is Claire," my mom said quickly. "It was going to be her name
if she were born a girl!"
Mom added the small pink pillbox hat, then I was handed a purse, made
sure that I had my money, lipstick and ID, then left. The drive was
uneventful. And when I got there I made my way inside, easily managing
the heels. The annual costume party was always held in May of all times,
not when one would expect. As I walked in I saw robots, witches, and
many other great costumes, any of which would have been fine for me, but
of course, I was dressed as a girl. A very hot young girl. I slowly
mixed into the crowd, got some crackers and pate from the buffet, and
wandered to a corner, and hopefully be left alone. No chance.
I was hit on almost at once by the office Lothario, Matthew.
"Hi there! I'm Matt, and I don't think we've met. What's your name?"
Now, I really wanted to tell him my real name, but what popped out was
"Claire," instead of my real name.
With a grin he quickly took me by the elbow and we began the grand tour
around the room! Scared to death, I hung on his arm like a little girl,
for safety I told myself, but what everyone else saw was a couple that
was madly in love. I had no idea. My girlfriend, Janet, stopped us.
"You two make a wonderful couple! Matt is tall and handsome, and you
look just gorgeous! I'm so glad you two met!"
"Have you known Claire a long time?"
"Oh yes! She and I are great friends from way back!"
"Maybe we can double date some time?"
"That would be great!"
"Can I have a minute Matt?"
Taking Janet by the elbow.....
"What the hell are you doing?!"
"Well," she said, "how long have we known each other? A long time right?
And that's what I told Matt!"
"Yes, but now he thinks I'm a girl!"
"Oh! You poor dear. He already thinks you're a girl, a very hot looking
girl by the way! Just go with it and you'll be fine. It's not like
you're getting married! Just have a nice time. Besides, you two really
are a lovely couple."
"Thanks Janet."
Matt once again put his arm around me and led me to a table, then got us
some food. So, there I was, a hot prospect for Matt, who had clearly
staked a claim to me, which even I could figure out. All the other
single girls stared at me, while the guys grinned at him. Great. I was a
trophy. As we were sitting there he asked where I worked, and without a
thought I told him, and I immediately knew that I had screwed up, but
couldn't just change it, so there I was, stuck like a bug. Just then...
"Claire! You've changed you hair! I almost didn't recognize you!"
It was my boss, who had just reinforced the idea that I was a girl!
"Hi Annie. This is Matt."
"Hi Annie. I work just down the hall from you! Maybe I'll see you
again!"
"When you stop by to see Claire?"
"Probably!"
She got me alone, then said.... "Mr. Benson is here, and he has asked to
see you. He's the one that approved your promotion, but he rarely meets
the people he promotes, so I'm sure that he knows that you're not a
girl, but he has his wife with him, so after she sees you like this,
unless you tell her it's a costume, she'll expect to see you like this
every time. Understand?"
I did. Once she meets me as Claire, she'll always expect to see Claire,
no matter what he does. Annie took me to meet my big boss, but just like
she warned me, he was not alone. His wife was with him. She gave me the
once over, and with a quick smile let me know that I had passed her
test. He tugged at my elbow and we moved a bit aside.
"I know who you really are, Annie told me, but after meeting my wife,
well, she thinks you are a young lady, and I am loathe to tell her
otherwise. I mean, you look, just fabulous, so unless you tell me flat
out that this is it, I guess you'll be working as Claire from now on. If
you have any trouble at all just let me know. Okay?"
With a bright smile that everyone could see, I did as was expected of
me. I never had a chance to tell anyone that it was a costume, so all I
could do was smile as I shook his hand, then his wife's, and a bit
later, after he had walked away.....
Claire? Honey? I know that this is all new, becoming a girl I mean, but
on Monday just wear slacks and blouse. You'll be moving to your new
office, and with all those boxes, well, slacks would be better. Okay?
I'll have a new name plate made for you." With a smile, she looked back
and said.... "You'll do just fine honey."
"Ah... sure Annie."
By the time the party broke up I had met several other girls from other
offices on our floor and I was an absolute wreck. I was still having
trouble comprehending that I was about to be working as a girl! Me! At
work as a girl! Matt asking me out? I was totally lost, and the minute I
got home I started crying. Like a little girl. Again.
Mom sat down next to me and after I told her what had happened she
explained it all.
"Janet could hardly call you by your real name looking this way could
she? She used Claire to save you some embarrassment, and her boss
already knew about the promotion, plus, with his wife standing right
there, how else could either of them introduce you? Especially after you
refused to unmask yourself! I mean, just look at you! And his wife
didn't have a clue, did she? So why all the tears?"
"Because now I have no choice but to be a girl at work! If I go as
myself, not only Matt, but Mrs. Benson will find out and I'll be
ruined! MOM! I have to be a girl now!"
"It does look that way, doesn't it? Just what did Annie say to you?"
I told her, and after some deliberations and some urging from her, she
and I went out an I bought two pairs of slacks, for a girl. Elastic
waist, zipper on the side, smooth front, and they hugged my figure like
paint. I was both saddened and ecstatic at the same time. Another dress,
two suits and some blouses and shoes, then we went home. I was about to
become a girl.
With my promotion I would be making a lot more money, but if I said no
to this change, Annie could just as easily tell me to forget the
promotion. I didn't think that she would, but why chance it? In any
case, because it looked as if I had no choice, I had decided to do it,
and now I had a modest wardrobe, more than enough. That's what I told
mom. I really thought I had more than enough clothes!
"Enough! Honey! You poor dear! You're just starting! More shoes, better
lingerie, a variety of skirts, shorts, and blouses, plus, in your new
position, suits and blouses in all colors and that does not include
tops, more shoes, and jewelry of all sorts, makeup and hair care items
to name a few, and these are just a small list of what you'll need!
Enough. Maybe for a few days, but after that, what then? You'll need
clothes for when you're at the golf course, I don't think you'll give
that up, so you'll need to hit the mall again! Enough! Ha!"
And so it started. On Monday I wore the slacks, which accented my buns
and hugged my wye in the front, and a nice blouse that accented my
breasts, letting everyone know that I was a girl as I made the move into
my new office. Not one person asked me anything about the change, or
said anything about me being a girl all of a sudden. A few looked
shocked, but everyone called me Claire, and everyone seemed blas? about
the change. I did not know that Annie had told everyone that I was
becoming a young lady. My future had been decided by a fluke! Matthew
did stop by, but he did not ask me out. That would be Greg. He was
visiting his sister who works in the law firm down the hall. He's a
fireman. After some nudging from his sister, I agreed to lunch, and that
was all! After he left Elaine grabbed me by the arm.
"My brother is a hunk and you know it! And I know for a fact that he
does not ask girls out very often, so fix your lipstick, add some
perfume, smile a lot, and go have lunch!"
Not being an expert on hunky guys, I can still emphatically say that he
fit the bill way better than I ever could. Greg is over six foot tall,
muscles out to there, shortish brown hair and a lopsided grin that is
very nice. I did what Elaine told me to do, then left for the cafe, and
my first date... after just a few days as a girl, with a guy, who is a
fireman!
He did not get overly friendly, but he did ask me out to dinner on
Sunday afternoon, and caught up in all of the new feelings I was having,
I agreed. Back in the office Elaine told me that she already knew about
our dinner date because he had called her. She said that he was excited,
and told her that he thought that I was the hottest girl on the planet!
Oh goodie. Now I have a guy that thinks that I am hot as anything, and
is excited to be with me. It was about to get very interesting. I could
hardly wait to tell mom. I did find out that he played golf in high
school, and when he found out that I played on the college golf team,
well it was a forgone conclusion that he would ask me to play, and he
did. He called later that night, wanting to set up a tee time. Just how
could I say no?
Mom and I went out and I bought several golf skirts and tops plus some
ladies golf shoes. Then I removed all the tags on my bag that had my guy
name on them. He was not going to be able to beat me, unless I let him,
which mom told me I should do, but that wasn't going to happen. I was
going to beat him like a drum if I could. I wasn't going to be some
wimpy little girl. I decided that I was going to be a strong, talented
woman! Let him keep up if he could.
Greg made us a tee time and as I changed to play even I was surprised by
just how sexy my legs looked in that very short skirt, and the top
hugged my breasts just well enough to look great. I found myself
grinning at my reflection in the mirror. When Greg came to get me I
introduced him to my mom, and I could see by the look in her eye that
she also thought he was handsome.
"Claire won the college amateur tour twice, so you'll have your hands
full Greg!"
"MOM!"
"Well you did win it, right?"
At the course we checked in, grabbed a cart, and set off for the first
tee. He expected me to play from the front tees, but I played the blue
tees the same as he did. My drive went about 230 yards, just a bit left
of center. He knew right then that I could play. His drive was almost as
far as mine, and while he hit the green in two, I had to chip on. But my
ball was about a foot from the hole and he was 12 feet. I tapped in for
par, he three putted for a bogey. At the end of the round I won, but not
by much, and I knew that he would not take my game lightly next time.
While we played I would occasionally see him looking at me with that
special look guys have. It was obvious that he was getting himself
worked up into a lust. Over lunch it was obvious. He held my hand the
entire time we waited for a table, then sat next to me closely. Back at
home, I knew it was coming and let it happen. He kissed me, and I do not
mean a peck. No. It was a tongue down my throat hand on my butt
squeezing me kind of kiss. Never having been kissed by a guy before you
could easily say that I was totally shocked to find that I was a bit
turned on! I wasn't sure if it was the mere fact that it was a new
sensation, if it was Greg, or if I was beginning to like being a girl
more than I thought I would.
Greg carried my clubs in the house, kissed me a again, then left. I
flopped on the sofa a grin on my face. Mom let me sit there with the
stupid grin on my face a for a bit, then...
"Have a nice day dear?"
"Oh yes mother. He's quite nice."
"Good kisser is he?"
"That too mother."
"I see! Well, you do know that guys want us for other things, and well,
you're not equipped for that, not yet anyway!"
"What do you mean not yet?"
"Well, you are working as a girl, you played golf as a girl, you just
went on a date, as a girl, and you not only look like a girl, your
starting to act, sound, walk and talk like a girl. Just when did you
plan on not being a girl?"
I had no answer for that, but when I was changing to take a shower I
noticed the pamphlet that came with the special panty I was wearing.
They had a website, and suggested that they had a very special panty for
a very few select clientele. I noted the address, and decided to visit
them after work on Monday. I mean, it looked as if my future was going
to be as a girl, and I had a guy that wanted me, as a girl. So why not
be the girl I looked like? The panty I had on made me look like a girl,
and was used for urination, but that was all. The one they touted did it
all. At least they said it did.
Elaine wanted all the news, so I told her that Greg was a good guy and I
liked him, but I wasn't ready for more yet.
"Yet? Greg is all wound up about you! Girl, I think your 'yet' is about
to come sooner than you think!"
"What does that mean?"
"It means that he'll be doing his best to get you into bed honey. He is
most definitely in love!"
"But I'm nor ready for that!"
"Well, you better wear a chastity belt then, because Greg has the hots
for you real bad!"
I guess I already knew that about Greg, but tried to ignore it. I could
see it in his eyes. Lust. For me. I knew that I had to make the change
right away, or maybe face the truth at a very bad time, so right after
work I drove over to the shop that had the panty and went inside.
"Hi!" I'm Janice. How can I help you? You don't look as if you need my
help!"
"My name is Claire. My mom bought a panty here, and well, now I need
something better."
"A boyfriend, right?"
"He wants to be."
"And you want to be able to be the girl he expects, so lets see what we
can do for you."
Janice showed me the very best panty she had, then told me that for the
best result I needed to be fitted, which takes about six hours! I made
an appointment for Saturday. I did not say anything to anyone about it,
and on Saturday my fitting began. Lasers and rubber molds, a turntable
and a modest robe. That's what my day was like, until she walked out
with the finished product.
"I want you to understand very clearly that when I say you will be a
girl, I mean it. Starting today, probably in a few weeks, you will start
having periods, and you will of course function as any female would, and
be able to physically accept your guy as any girl could, and best of
all, you'll feel it! The inner membrane is against your skin, so you'll
be able to tell when penetration happens. I urge you to buy some Tampons
so you'll get used to it having the sensation of penetration, okay?"
"Yes Ma'am."
"Good. Now lets get you some really good boobs!"
It was well after five when I left for home, but my panty was the
absolutely best thing available to make a guy as close to being a female
as is possible, and my boobs were just a bit bigger and not only looked
better, they felt better. I went from an A cup to a full B cup, and the
new breasts had sensors in them that let me feel it when someone touches
them. Mom knew right away that something was different, and since I
needed her to help me with the Tampon thing, I told her.
She started to giggle, then laughed out loud! "So! Let me guess. Now
that you need to use Tampons, you can also accept a male... like Greg?
Is that why you did this?"
"No mother, not really, it was for me, but he and I might,.... and I
want to be able to...."
"Be a woman. I get it Claire, but I do not want you to give it up
quickly, just because you can. Okay? I mean, it's only been a few months
and now I only see my daughter. My son is totally gone. Just be careful,
and DO NOT give in just because you can, okay? Remember, your only a
virgin once!"
She showed me how to insert the Tampon, and I simply wore it to get used
to the feeling it gave me. It felt really different of course, yet
strangely, it felt quite nice. Mom and I went shopping and I bought some
bigger bras, more golf skirts and tops, plus some very sexy lingerie and
some good jewelry. Mom merely snorted when she saw me picking out the
lingerie, especially after I told her it had nothing to do with Greg.
That made her snort again. Greg called that night and wanted me to meet
his mom and dad, and I quickly said yes. Why not I thought. On Sunday I
was wearing a cream colored summer dress with lace overlay, that was
sleeveless and hugged my midsection while flaring out at the waist. It
was knee length and I wore my cream colored shoes. I brushed out my hair
into a pageboy, added bright red lipstick and some perfume, and went to
wait for Greg to pick me up.
"You look beautiful honey, but just keep in mind that when boys ask you
to meet their mother they are looking for her approval, not yours."
"I'll be fine mother, it's just a luncheon!"
"Just remember what I told you."
"But I do not need her approval for anything!"
"But he does honey. Just be yourself and it'll be fine."
Greg was pleasantly surprised at how I was dressed, and when we walked
into the country club I held his arm, a smile on my face. His dad is
taller than Greg, not a lot but a little, his mother was just a bit
shorter than me, and I'm 5'7" tall, 5'10" in heels. Once we were seated
and had ordered our lunch his mom started asking me questions.
"Where did you get your law degree?"
"I went to State on an accelerated five year program on a golf
scholarship, then did I my internship at the Prosecutors office. They
must have liked my work because they hired me there full time. I was
recently promoted, and now I handle the cases dealing with rape and
assault."
"Wow! Sounds impressive Claire. Greg tells me that you play golf like a
pro, and you beat him."
Leaning over to her... "He tends to hit it right, which cuts the
distance. I tend to go down the middle, and I'm a better putter than he
is."
She grinned and giggled, then... "You two make a lovely couple Claire."
Just then I felt it. I had to change my Tampon, and excused myself. His
mom came with me. I made the change which she knew what I was doing, and
in her mind confirmed that I really am a girl.
"I do not miss that Claire. It's messy and sometimes inconvenient."
"I agree" I said with a smile. I was touching up my lipstick when she
asked me about my dad.
"He was killed during a bank robbery. He was in the bank to make a
deposit when the robbers started shooting. He was hit in the head.
Killed him instantly. The guys that did the shooting all got the death
penalty. I was 6 at the time. Now it's just my mom and I."
"And maybe Greg?"
"Maybe" I said, "but not yet. It's way to soon for that."
"Lets go back and dazzle the men with our beauty and grace!"
She and I strode across the dance floor together, and I am positive we
turned a few heads. She has a wonderful figure and her hair, while
brown, had a few wisps of gray that she did not dye out. It looked good
on her. Mary and I hit it off right away, and I could see that Greg was
very pleased. The way his father looked at me gave me the feeling that
if he were younger, Greg would have some competition. Not dirty, just
manly. I grinned to myself, knowing that I had passed his parents test.
"Let's play," his dad said, "I'll make us a tee time!"
Greg took me home to change, then we went to his house so he could
change. His dad, Greg and I all played the blue tees, his mother played
the white tees. She was actually quite a good player. Her short game
kept her close all day. She and I had a great time while Greg and his
dad struggled to beat us. Me with my game, Mary with her handicap. In
the lounge afterwards Greg's dad Keith, admitted that we had both beaten
him. It wasn't sour grapes, it was more damn! Greg took me home a bit
later. He desperately wanted to join me in the shower, with a promise to
help me clean up in all sorts of fun places, but I said no, and he left
for home, very excited but also, unfulfilled.
After that it was easy to forget my entire past as a guy, and I became
the young lady named Claire. I had my name changed, got all new
documents including my diplomas, and simply began my life as a girl.
Greg kept trying to get me into his bed, but taking my mom's advice, he
failed. But that is not to say that I did not help him find relief, I
did, just not in bed. I know he liked it, and I found out that I did not
mind doing that at all! In fact we did that several times! I am a woman,
and I am not afraid to use my charms to get what I want. Like a
promotion to Major Case and all of the serious murder cases. Greg also
got promoted, to Sergeant
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