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I was sitting in a bar trying to forget the world when I saw her coming
in. She was an older woman, a bit behind her prime. But she looked
astonishing in the black and blue dress she wore.
It was a thing of beauty: a silky glow to a garment that enhanced her
bosom and her rear.
You see, unlike most men, my interest in women mostly ended on what they
were wearing. And so it was with this older beauty, but alas I only
admired her gown.
And as so many times before, I sighted as I was unable to wear such a
thing. Not that I haven't tried. I have a vast stock of dresses, skirts
and blouses and I could make myself look good on them. But I could never
look as nice as this lady.
I could never look like the real deal, and it has frustrated me to the
point that I decided to kill myself. A life where you can't be your true
self isn't worth living.
"Hello handsome." My thoughts were interrupted by the woman in the black
and blue dress. I was so absorbed on my thoughts that I didn't notice
her seating next to me at the bar.
"Hi," I managed to say.
"I couldn't help but noticing your stare when I came in."
"Sorry about that, but I was unable but to admire such a gorgeous
woman." I tried my best smooth talk.
"Oh haven't heard something like that in a long time. Can I get you
another drink?"
"Sure, I have whatever you are having. My name is Andrew."
"Nice to meet you Andy. I'm Cynthia."
After that the night went on a blur. We talked and laughed like I never
had before. Cynthia was being very easy on me. I couldn't help but keep
looking at her beautiful dress, how it showed her breasts and her
dangerously high stiletto heels.
"Well, it's time to go. I have a long drive ahead," I said.
"That's a shame Andy. I was starting to enjoy myself," said Cynthia as
she put her hand seductively on top of her breast.
"You know, at least you could drop me at my place. It's pretty near,"
she said.
"Sure thing. Just let me get a pee and we go."
I quickly went to the bathroom. Cynthia caught me outside and took my
arm as we walked to the parking lot. We made some small talk as I drove
a few miles to her place.
When we got there, she asked if I would like an additional drink. I
polite refused the first time, but she insisted and besides I wasn't in
much as a hurry as I was just planning to get outside the city to kill
myself in a car crash.
One drink led to another and before I knew it, I was half drunk laughing
madly with Cynthia on her coach. She then said to me, "Andy why don't
you get comfortable?" She put her arm on my leg, and bended close to me
and whispered to my ear, "You may even put on a silky dress if that
works for you."
I froze at those words; I could feel the alcohol dropping out of my
system, as in feeling danger ahead. "I beg your pardon," I managed to
stammer.
"Andy, it's ok. I saw how you watched me at the bar, or rather how you
looked fondly at my clothing. I too like to be with someone with a
pretty dress, but I prefer that someone to have a cock I can play with."
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I stood up and pinched my arm
believing this to be a dream.
Cynthia stood up and hugged me. "Don't be silly my dear. Why don't you
get dressed real nice for Mommy. You sure can borrow something from my
closet." She then teased my ear with her tongue.
That really got me excited. "Ooook mooooommy, but I happen to be
carrying my pretty things in my car." I made a half turn and went to the
garage.
For a moment I thought about leaving the place, but I sure was intrigued
by this once in lifetime chance.
"You can use the spare bedroom next to the garage honey, take your time.
I want to see you all dolled up."
I rushed to my car and brought a couple of bags into the room Cynthia
suggested. It was bigger that I could imagine. It had a queen sized bed
with a mirror on top, as well as a couple of nightstands, some boardcups
and a vanity desk with a full-sized mirror next to it.
I put my things on the vanity desk and soon I was naked, I started
putting on my garter belt, skin toned nylons, panties, a bra with c-
sized breast cups, two-inches sandal heel sand a sleeved lacy, white
short dress with a flowing skirt.
Now dressed, I focused on my make-up. As I was in a hurry, I apply a bit
of foundation, some mascara to make my eyes appear prettier, a bit of
rogue on my cheeks and finally a hot pink lipstick.
As I got readied, the warm feelings of femalehood came to me but also my
anxiety of what was to happen.
I barely had time to put on my long brunette wig when Cynthia came into
the room. She too changed her outfit. She was now wearing four inches
pumps and a sexy tight strappy black dress that showed most of her
breasts.
Cynthia came to me, walking so sultry that my heart was beating like a
train. I didn't notice that she had her phone on her left hand, which
she used to activate some wireless speakers to play romantic music. She
placed the device on a table, grabbed my arm and then dragged me to
dance to the slow beat.
She guided me through a couple of songs, until she decided to nip on my
ear again. I could feel my skin crawling at the sensation; Cynthia
kissed me softly on the neck and then she moved to my lips for a very
passionate kiss.
I was so lost in the outburst of passion, that I didn't feel when she
pushed me into the bed. I softly fell into my back. Cynthia took off one
of her dress straps and freed one of her breasts. When she throw herself
over me, I couldn't help but touch her nipple with my tongue.
Cynthia took hold of me and turned me over. She was now laying on her
back and me on top. But she quickly stood up and put me on her lap, her
hand pressing my head to her breast.
I instintectly sucked her nipple and to my total surprise, I was now
drinking from Cynthia's breast. Her milk was warm and sweet. I couldn't
help myself but keep sucking. I could feel the warm spread to all my
body.
I opened my eyes to see Cynthia looking at me with a mix of kindness and
lust. Seen that, I immediately stopped sucking and then I could feel
something changing on me.
Somehow I was shrinking, I could feel my sandals dangling in my now
smaller feet. At the same time, my hips and my ass expanded, while my
waist reduced itself. My breast ached as it inflated in my chest to form
two round melons, that pushed the breast forms out of my now sagging
bra.
Dumbfounded, I stood from Cynthia's lap and went to the mirror next to
the bed. Looking back at me was a beautiful but rifled young woman
wearing an oversized white lacy dress and one shoe.
I didn't understand what was happening to me. The vision reflecting in
the mirror was an unknown girl and even so, she blinked like I did and
stood with an open mouthed expression that matched my disbelieve.
"Andy this is just a incomplete version of what you could become,"
Cynthia said as she stood behind me, now taller than the brunette girl
that I had become. She put her right hand below my waist and grabbed my
erect penis, hidden by the folds of my dress. "This is the key to finish
your transformation. If you feed me your male milk, I can give nurtur
you into true womanhood."
"Hooow hooow is this possible?" I said in a voice I haven?t heard
before- the sound of a young scared girl. I flinched at that voice, for
I could believe it was mine. Cynthia meanwhile, continued unfazed: "If
you feed me your manhood, I will regain my youth and power. Then I can
finished what I began, otherwise you will grow back into the unhappy
male you were in a couple of hours."
I put my now slender right hand on top of Cynthia's and grabbed my cock.
With my other hand I touched my face, slowing sliding until it rested on
my left breast. I looked back at the mirror and admired my beautiful new
form.
That one glance was all it took. I took off my dress and underwear and
bolted back into the huge bed. "All yours darling."
Cynthia climbed into the bed and came to me riding on all fours. She
kissed me again on the lips with such passion that I felt I was melting.
She moved downwards to my crotch and swallowed my penis. Her tongue
licked every bit of my manhood, which keep growing bigger and bigger.
I was moaning with my girly voice, "Aaahhh, ahhh." Hearing myself so
feminine made me hornier that anything. At the top mirror I could see a
young woman, myself, wincing in extasis. I had to close my eyes to
contain such a strong emotion.
Release came soon enough. I felt semen rushing out of my penis, a flood
of sperm unlike I have never had. My "milk" flowed until my testicles
ached. It was such a powerful rush, thatI felt my balls were pulled
inwards into my body like an empty bag.
Cynthia released my cock, and it shrank. It made its way into my flesh,
leaving a gap in my crotch. I screamed with a mixture of pain and
pleasure as my lower part rearranged itself into a woman's crotch.
As I opened my eyes, I could see Cynthia hovering over me. somehow, she
was naked too and I could see that she also was changing, her
transformation wasn't as extreme as mine, but I could definitely notice
how her hair became thicker, her skin became lighter and tighter. Her
ass and breast also grow a bit as they became more firm. Every second
she looked less like a fourthysome and more like a twenty-some girl.
Then I noticed how delicious her breast looked. They were gorgeous, but
now they were ever more tempting. At the sight of her tits, I lounged at
Cynthia and placed my mouth on her right breast. She rolled with me and
managed to sit in the bed with me hanging from her chest.
A hungriness in me forced me to suck the tit and squeeze more of the
glorious milk that made me a girl. Cynthia tried to release me, but I
keep sucking.
"Andy if you keep drinking my milk, you will become younger. Stop before
you become a helpless little girl."
Even as I heard the warning, I couldn't stop. The milk was warm, rich
and tasted like anything I haven't tried before. Once again it's warm
engulfed my body and I could feel myself becoming smaller once again.
By the moment Cynthia was able to separate my face from her breast, I
had shrunk to a teenager - barely fourteen old. I glanced at the mirror
on top of the bed, and could see my new delicates features as I had
became less of a woman and more of girl. I still had little breast and
barely-there hips, but my face was now tender with babyfat.
However, this time around I felt a weird sensation on my mind. It was
like parts of my brain were shutting down.
"Oh my dear Andy, you had become a child. You see, the mind regresses
faster than the body. So even if you look like a teenager, you will have
the mind of toddler."
I tried to talk back to her, but all that came from my mouth was baby
babble. Scared, I rose from the bed, but it was pretty hard to keep my
footing. I barely was able to walk a couple of steps before I fell back
in my ass. The moment I hit the floor, I began crying.
I was lying naked on the floor, crying totally scared by the blackout of
my mind. Cynthia came to me and holded my head. She touch my hair
comfortably. "Shhh Andy, don't worry I will take care of you until you
are back at your feet. You are now my precious baby girl."
The younger Cynthia was able to lift me of the floor and put me on the
bed. She opened a stand besides the bed and retrieved a big bag. She
took a pacifier and placed it on my mouth. I started sucking immediately
and it somehow distracted me.
Cynthia then proceed to take a diaper from the bag, she lifted my legs
and put it on my bottom. She then sprinkled some baby powder and closed
the diaper. I saw myself in the roof mirror and couldn't understand how
cute and defenseless I looked.
As I admired my childish self, Cynthia retrieved my white dress and put
it on. It fit her perfectly. She then put on my shoes and she looked so
beautiful, so regal like an angel.
With diaper and pacifier, I was more comfortable but I still dreaded how
my consciousness was shrinking. As if she had sensed my thoughts,
Cynthia gave me a hug. "My darling you will be a child for a while. In a
couple of weeks you will regain your maturity. For the moment enjoy
yourself."
Then Cynthia pulled some other items from the bag. She dressed me into a
white blouse and green pleated skirt -sort of like a schoolgirl. She
even put some white socks on my feet -but no shoes.
Once Cynthia had me dressed, she took the bag and scooped me into her
arms, lifting me out of the bed. I curled into her embrace as she took
me out of the room. By this moment I was feeling so tired, only my fear
and anxiety at the state of my mind kept me awake.
We entered the garage. She managed to rest my head on her shoulder and
free a hand to open a silver sedan parked aside my old car.
Seen my car startled me a little. It seems like an object of another
life, and to think about it, it certainly was. I had packed all my silly
things into that car, my little treasures, my dresses and my shames. I
intended to end my life and destroy all evidence of it. Somehow, I had
ended my life as Andrew, but not in the way I had planned.
Cynthia?s warm breast gave me confirmation that I felt a lot of
gratitude towards the woman. She gave me a new life to experience my
dreams of girlhood. I felt that I could now grow to be a beautiful
princess and then into gorgeous woman like my new caretaker.
I was lost in my thoughts while Cynthia tried to put me into the car.
During the process I lost my pacifier, but felt so tired that it didn't
matter. She managed to fit me into a child seat she had in the back.
Cynthia locked the straps on me and then she put her hand below my skirt
and into my diaper. Her warm touch made me blush a bit, as I could feel
a bit of a tickle in my youthful vagina, which was still dry. I wasn't
yet that much of a baby thankfully.
Cynthia then climbed into the driver seat and opened the garage door. To
my surprise, the sun was rising at that moment. A new day was beginning.
I feel excited as it was a signal for me.
"Thank you Mommy," I managed to mumble as Cynthia pulled the car over.
She gave me a precious smile on the rearview mirror, her smile gave me
the peace to finally drift into sleep as we rode into the dawn.
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