Andrew to Ashleigh Part 1 The Change
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I woke up on Saturday morning to light streaming in through the window,
a bit groggy from the prior evening's wine. I picked up my iPhone and
saw that it was already just after 9:30 am. As I sat up, the events of
the previous day came back all at once. I was still her - me - Ashleigh.
A sudden, wild hope entered my mind: was this going to be permanent?
God, I hoped so. After my experience the prior day, I didn't think I
could go back.
I got out of bed, and padded barefoot out into the kitchen to make some
coffee. Taylor was already there, and it looked like she had already
brewed a pot. "Hey sleepyhead! I was wondering if you were going to
sleep straight through brunch with Morgan and Sloane! We're supposed to
meet them at the Brass Rail at 11."
"Oh, I totally spaced - sorry!" I suddenly remembered that we got
together for brunch most weekends to catch up. It was something we'd be
doing since college. I was sure they'd be very curious about yesterday.
The Rail was about 15 minutes walking from our apartment, so I had about
an hour to get ready. I realized I wasn?t sure if that was actually
enough time! I also realized I had no idea what I needed to do. I knew I
needed to shower. Fortunately, my legs were still smooth, so no need to
shave. I excused myself to get ready.
I stripped off my sleep shirt and went into my bathroom. I noticed a
fancy scale on the floor, and, curious, stepped onto it. I smiled at my
dainty, pedicured feet. The scale came to life, the weight fluctuating
before settling on 125. Wow. That was at least 100 pounds less than
Andrew weighed. I didn't feel all that much shorter either - maybe 5'6"
or 5'7"? I wasn't really sure, but I knew how I felt, which was lithe,
graceful, and sexy. I carefully took the bandage off my belly button and
swabbed the area with rubbing alcohol. It stung like a bitch, but it was
important to keep it clean so it could heal. I did the same to the
piercings in my ears, then turned on the shower and got in.
The hot water felt so good on my head and back. As I turned to face the
spray, it tickled my firm breasts. Looking around I saw a bewildering
array of products. I found shampoo (Aveda rosemary mint) and lathered my
hair. It was an interesting experience as I had so much more hair than
ever before. I rinsed and put in some conditioner, which I left in for a
few minutes. While I waited, I squirted some cucumber lime body wash
into a loofah(!), and proceeded to scrub my whole body. It was hard not
to pay special attention to my lady bits, but I made sure to manage
given the timing.
From there I realized I needed to use my exfoliating lavender sea salt
face scrub. I rubbed that onto my face and rinsed that and the
conditioner out all at once.
With that, I was done. I stepped out and started to towel myself off
before realizing my hair was just getting everything wet again. Of
course - I had to wrap it up first. I grabbed a smaller towel and
instinctually bound up my hair, allowing me to dry off everything from
the face down.
I noticed the hairdryer sitting on the counter. Fuck - I realized I had
no idea how to use a hairdryer! Some quick YouTube videos later, I was
drying my hair with the dryer in one hand and a round brush in the
other, methodically working through all of my hair - and I had a lot!
Several minutes later, and I was done. I wanted to put on some makeup,
but again I had no idea how. Thank God for YouTube again! There were
some useful hits for "easy cute daytime makeup," and a quick slash of
green eyeliner (x2, natch), a slick of glossy pink lipstick, and several
swooshes of black mascara later, and I was ready to get dressed.
I got dressed in my sexy wedge sandals (in honesty, I wanted to show
them, and my pedi, off), a fun, flowy blue and white sailor striped
sleeveless dress that hit at mid-thigh, and a loose off the shoulder t-
shirt that said "Bonjour Boys!" in bright red letters on the front. I
left my hair down since I'd gone to the trouble of drying it. I grabbed
a large sisal tote from my closet and tossed my wristlet, phone, water
bottle, and lipstick inside. On a whim, I tied a blue and white anchor
patterned silk scarf around one handle of the bag. The box on my dresser
turned out to be a jewelry box, and I took out several small silver
rings, along with a delicate silver necklace with the monogram, AEM, in
flowing script. I also grabbed a pair of oversized tortoise shell
sunglasses and settled them up in my hair. I sat on the couch and
crossed my legs while I waited for Taylor. To kill time, I fired up
Instagram on my phone - my post from yesterday had blown up, with over
100 likes! I guess my little butterfly transformation was a hit. I
scrolled through my feed, and on a whim decided to follow the feeds of
several makeup artists. I wanted to learn as many new looks as I could!
I quickly discovered that I needed a lot more makeup to add variety.
Maybe I could make a stop at Sephora after brunch?
Taylor came out and we were on our way. I found walking in the tall
wedges even easier than yesterday, and I loved the sexy sway they added
to my butt and hips. When we got to the restaurant, Morgan and Sloane
had already arrived and been seated. I recognized them both from the
photo on my dresser and remembered how we had all met sophomore year.
Morgan's eyes went wide and she smiled ear-to-ear as she took in my new
look - she must not have been on Instagram yet. "You sexy bitch! Where
did Ashleigh go? Those sandals are fire, and your mani and pedi, omg,
and I am literally dead right now."
I laughed and gave her a hug. "It's still me, girl - I just thought I'd
try something new to have some fun."
Sloane got up for a hug too, and said "Baby girl, I love it. You are
gonna slay with that new look. Next time, bring me though!" With a wink,
she blew me a kiss as she sat back down.
After I sat, I crossed my legs daintily. I loved the feeling of my
smooth, bare thighs against each other under my dress. As I took my
mimosa from the waiter, Sloane said, "I love your nails - that's a great
color on you."
After the waiter left, Sloane added, "Your new look is already working -
our waiter was totally checking you out!"
Taylor quickly added, "He totally was! Ash, you have a new admirer."
I blushed and laughed it off. I wasn't sure how I felt about that. I
guess he was kind of cute?
After that, the conversation quickly turned to sex. Morgan told us all
about the boy she hooked up with the prior night at the bar, and Taylor
told us again how obsessed she was with Brendan's cock. Sloane and I
were both on break from boys (Sloane because of a bad breakup, and me
largely because I had only been Ash for two days!). Brunch was yummy,
and my avocado toast with hard-boiled eggs was delish. I had a whole
slice but couldn't eat the second (especially after my second mimosa),
so I took it to go. As we were getting ready to leave, I said, "Any of
you girls wanna come with to Sephora? I have some new looks I want to
try and I need more makeup."
The girls all swooned at that; Ash before I was Ash must have been a
real snooze. The more I tried and the more I saw though, the more I
wanted to be sexy. It felt as natural to me as breathing. I was struck
by how happy and lucky I was to be Ash, with these beautiful ladies as
my friends. I realized that I felt more confident and comfortable than I
could ever remember having felt before.
Everyone begged off Sephora, which was fine - we all had stuff to do.
With much hugging and cheek kissing, I headed out. I had never paid much
attention to Sephora as Andrew, but I knew that was the best place to go
in town to pick up the new makeup that I wanted. I had a rough idea of
where it was, and I set out walking from brunch. It turned out my
recollection was off slightly - it was a block further uptown than I'd
anticipated. Despite that, it was a relatively short walk from the
restaurant.
As I stepped inside, I noticed immediately that it was also a lot bigger
than I recalled, with way more different departments than I had
imagined. The overall effect was such that I stood there, just inside
the store, completely overwhelmed at all the options. Fortunately, a
cute saleswoman noticed my lost-ness and asked if I wanted help.
"Oh, totes - thank you! I'm a little lost. I'm trying to up my beauty
game after being a snooze for a long time."
"We'll, you're in the right place!", she said cheerily. "I'm Jess - what
are you looking for?"
I extended my hand. "I'm Ash - nice to meet you, Jess!" As we shook, I
noticed she has similar nails to mine, just a bit longer. "Love your
nails!"
"Ditto, girl!"
I explained my situation (though obviously not ALL of the details) and
told her I wanted to perfect some bold looks that would help me look
sexy.
"We'll, since you like burgundy," she said gesturing to my nails, "you
should totally try a burgundy smokey eye. It would really highlight your
sexy blue eyes."
I blushed. Was she flirting with me? "That sounds amaze - let's do it.
Aren't smokey eyes hard though?"
"Sure, like anything else, until you get some practice - once you've
done it enough times, you'll be able to do it in your sleep. Follow me!"
She led me through the store, gathering eyeliner, various eyeshadows,
and mascara. She sat me down in a makeup chair and removed my current
eyeliner and lipstick, and walked me through the steps as she put each
successive element on my eyelids. I definitely continued to get flirty
vibes from Jess throughout, and I tried to send my own back. It took
her about 10 minutes, but when she was done, I looked fucking
incredible, with dark eyeliner lining my lids, continuing out in a well-
defined line past the corners of my eyes, and shimmery burgundy shadow
lining the outer half of each eyelid, giving way to silver on the inner
half. It was the sort of look that said, "Come fuck me." I was in
heaven.
"What sort of lip would you do with this, Jess?" I said flirtily,
batting my eyelashes at her.
She gave it right back, "You'd look super-hot in a matte burgundy",
producing a tube of lipstick. "The nice thing about this one is that
it's kiss-proof." She winked as she put some on my bare lips. "Let it
set for a few minutes before you talk."
After what seemed like forever, I said, "You're a magician, Jess! This
looks so hot!"
"We'll, you're a pretty nice canvas, so that makes my job much easier."
I blushed again and decided to take a leap. "What time do you get off
work? I'd love to get a drink and talk more..."
Jess smiled broadly. "I'm here til close at 8. You wanna meet at the
wine bar uptown at 9:30?"
"Love it - see you then, cutie."
"Can't wait! Just don't fuck up my makeup job in the meantime!", Jess
said with a laugh. She handed me the various products we used, which I
put in my basket.
I searched around a little, now that Jess had helped me get the layout
of the store, and found a few more things, including several different
eyeshadow palettes and a variety of lipsticks and lip glosses. When all
was done, I was out nearly $300, and my tote weighed like 15 pounds! I
walked home, daydreaming about my date for the evening.
When I got back to my apartment, I arranged all my new goodies in my
bathroom, and set to finding an outfit for tonight. It was supposed to
be on the cooler side, so I picked a tight pair of distressed low-rise
Seven for All Mankind skinny jeans in a dark indigo shade. I decided to
wear a form-fitting, low cut dark grey halter top that really showed off
my cleavage, and finished with a navy blazer. I set aside my new peep
toe pumps and Coach tote bag as well.
Looking at my watch, I saw it was 3:30pm, which meant I had six hours to
kill. I knew I had to practice walking in heels, so I put them on while
I did some laundry (which was in our apartment!), including all my new
thongs. I watched a bunch of YouTubes on walking in heels and imitated
how the women walked, which seemed to help. After a couple hours, I felt
comfortable enough, so I killed the rest of the time on my Insta feed,
soaking up beauty tips, and on various gossip websites. I had never been
interested in those before - just like reality shows, but for some
reason I found them fascinating now.
Around 8, I got dressed for my date. I picked a tiny, lacy black thong
and a strapless lacy black bra and put them on. It felt a little odd as
I pulled the thong up and settled it between my butt cheeks, but it also
felt... right. Another subtle shift in my brain. I had the feeling that
it was good I?d bought so many of them. I put on my halter, admired how
my breasts looked in it, then followed with my jeans. As I shimmied the
jeans on, I noticed the sides and back of the thong peeked just above
the top of the jeans, which sat at my hips, leaving about three inches
of my taut belly bare below my halter top. I let the halter cover my
belly button, where my piercing was still bandaged over. I put on the
blazer and heels, and loaded my Coach bag up with my new lipstick, my
wristlet, keys, phone, and other essentials. I noticed for the first
time that my key ring had an Audi key fob on it. The memory of leasing
my A4 sport came rushing back, and I suddenly knew it was parked in the
garage downstairs. A fucking Audi? I hit the jackpot as Ashleigh for
sure.
By now it was 9pm. I took a look in the mirror before heading out. I
looked incredible - the sort of woman I could have only fantasized about
before. And now I was her. My makeup still looked amazing from earlier,
and my outfit was on point. Taylor was at Brendan's, but I wanted her to
see this, so I took a selfie and sent her a Snap. She sent me back six
goggle-eyed emojis. Loved that girl! I hoped Brendan loved his little
present, and that she got her hoped-for results. Suddenly, I imagined
Brendan's face between Taylor's legs, licking her pussy, and I found the
thought more arousing than I'd expected. As I walked to the bar, my mind
wandered further. I found myself thinking more of Brendan, and his cock.
While I still felt more interested in what might happen tonight with
Jess, I admit I felt a little aroused at the thought of Brendan fucking
me. The thought was exciting.
I arrived at the bar just after 9:30, and found Jess already there
sitting at the bar. She looked incredible. She had on a similar outfit -
tight, dark jeans with a white tank, but she had on an open black
leather biker jacket and knee-high stiletto boots. They must have been
5" in the heel with no platform; I saw a flash of red from the sole.
Somehow, I knew they were Louboutins, and felt another small shift in my
brain, accompanied by a strong desire to have my own pair.
I walked up and gave a hug and air kisses on both cheeks. Feeling bold,
I said, "Girl, you look fucking delicious, and I wanna eat you up. I
love your boots!"
"Thanks Ash - you look sexy too. Nice makeup!" she said with a wink.
"That's all on you, babe - thanks for earlier. I love it so much. I love
your look too!" She was sporting a similarly aggressive smokey eye in
blacks and silvers, accompanied by bright red high gloss lipstick.
We ordered a bottle of Malbec, and a charcuterie plate. Both were
delicious, as was the conversation as we each laid the flirt on thicker
than before. Think double entendres, lingering touches on the hand and
arm, sexy half smiles. With her longer nails, she was also able to
gently rake the backs of hands, and, at one point, my cheek as she
slipped a stray hair over my ear.
Finally, I couldn't take it anymore. I leaned in and said, "You want to
go someplace quieter?"
"Sure, I'd like that. Want to go to my place for a nightcap?"
I bit my lower lip. "Mmm, yes please. I'd love that."
She chuckled in response. "Let's get an Uber. These heels rock but they
suck to walk in."
"Mm, I bet. They're so fucking hot though."
We paid and left. 10 minutes later, an Uber dropped us in front of a row
house in the Heights.
Jess paused in the doorway and said, "Come on up - I don't bite, unless
you want me to." The last part came with a sexy smile. I followed her
in, natch. Once we entered her apartment and she had closed the door, I
lunged at her, pinning her up against the wall, hands above her head. I
was overcome with desire and kissed her deeply, which she returned
eagerly. She gently freed her hands and brought one down to the back of
my neck, and the other to my hip. She started stroking my neck gently
with her nails. It drove me wild and I slipped her jacket off. She
returned the favor with mine, and we moved toward her bedroom, kissing
and bumping against the wall the entire way.
Between kisses, she was able to get out, "I guess you don't want that
nightcap?"
I replied, "The only thing I want is you, cumming on my face," forcing
my tongue into her mouth aggressively. Where had that come from? Jess's
only response was a low moan, so I guess it worked!
I bumped against something soft, and Jess pushed me down. Ah, her bed.
She pounced on top of me, and I wrapped my legs around her body, arching
my back as she kissed and nibbled at my neck. My hands eagerly sought
the bottom of her shirt, slipping it up and over her head. She returned
the favor with mine. I kicked off my pumps and she unzipped her
Louboutins, dropping them to the floor. My fingers frantically worked at
the button on her jeans, and hers at mine, with her kissing and licking
my neck and shoulder the entire time. My shorter fingernails won out and
I slid her jeans down off her legs, exposing her tiny thong. I helped
her ease my jeans off as well. We were now down to our undies, and we
each undid our bras, tossing them as well.
Jess gasped in pleasure as my mouth latched onto her nipple (which was
pierced!), my tongue swirling teasingly in circles as I slid my right
hand down inside her thong. I moaned breathily, "Mmm, you're sopping wet
- did something turn you on?"
It was then my turn to gasp as her hand had found my own wet pussy; she
gently rubbed my clit with her forefinger. "I wanted to fuck you the
second I saw you this afternoon. When you wanted my help, I couldn't
believe I wouldn't even need to chase you. Then when I found out you
were into girls..." She smiled as I slid my index and middle fingers
inside her. I pulled my fingers out and brought them to my mouth. Our
eyes locked, I slipped my fingers into my mouth, licking her juices off
them.
She managed to get out a "You dirty girl..." before my face was in her
pussy. I tore her thong off and licked and sucked hungrily at her
clitoris, like a woman who hadn't eaten in a week in front of a seven-
course dinner. I felt her body shifting around, and her hands on my own
legs as she slipped off my thong. She flipped me on my back and climbed
on top of me. I felt her tongue lapping at my pussy, and I was lost in a
world of pleasure. We eagerly ate each other out, our tongues in sync as
we drew each other closer and closer to climax. I felt her fingers
carefully enter my pussy and she began rubbing at the inner wall of my
vagina, several inches up. I tried to return the favor, but she must
have hit my g-spot as I began to cum intensely. I felt like I came for
hours, as I moaned in pleasure, "Oh Jess - fuck me hard, baby! F-f-f-
fuck meeeee". As she continued, I lost the ability to speak, and could
only moan in utter pleasure as waves of ecstasy flowed through me before
finally subsiding.
Breathlessly, I managed to gasp, "That. Was. Ohhhhhh", trailing off into
a low moan from deep in my throat.
Jess moaned back, "Mmmmmm, you were so hot when you came. I'm so turned
on...".
I began licking her pussy with a vengeance, my fingers spreading her
apart to better expose her clitty. I licked her right up to the edge and
backed off, repeatedly, before she gasped, "Stop being such a clit-
tease!"
With that I didn't stop and took her over the edge. Her thighs clenched
tight around my shoulders and head as she came, and I kept licking and
fingering her. As she finished, I licked and sucked her immediately into
another orgasm. She screamed in pleasure, arching her back.
I climbed up from between her legs, my face wet with her cum, and sought
out her mouth with mine. Her lips and cheeks were still slick with my
cum. I kissed her tenderly, threading my legs together with hers and
interlacing our fingers together, our juices mingling. Before long, we
both passed out, exhausted from both the wine and from such an intense
shared experience.
I woke up to light streaming through the window to find Jess's head on
my chest, her beautiful burgundy-nailed fingers cupped around my breast.
Wow. So that really happened.
Her eyes opened as I shifted slightly, and she smiled up at me. "Good
morning beautiful."
"Hey sexy. Last night was incredible. The things you did with your
fingers..."
Jess countered, "That tongue of yours is pretty fucking amazing too. You
can lick me anytime."
I leaned down to kiss her tenderly, slowly slipping my tongue between
her upturned lips. Suddenly she laughed.
"What is it?", I asked.
"It's just I bet that my face is a disaster, since I didn't take my
makeup off before falling asleep."
She definitely was a bit of a mess. I replied only, "I bet I'm totally a
hot mess too."
She laughed again, "You are definitely that, but you're still fucking
hot either way. Wanna get cleaned up?"
"Mm, sure. Lead the way."
Jess got up from bed and went into her bathroom, where she produced
makeup remover and cotton pads for each of us. After a few minutes of
concerted effort and assisting each other, we managed to clean off the
remnants of our wild night. It looked like my lipstick really was pretty
kiss proof, based on how much was left!
An idea entered my head. "I still feel kind messy. Wanna hop in the
shower?" I gave a sexy half smile.
Jess grinned. "Don't have to ask me twice.", she said, turning on the
water, and, after a moment, stepping in. She beckoned me to join her,
which I did. My hands on her hips, I pressed her gently against the wall
of shower, our breasts pushing together and the spray of the shower warm
on our bodies. She took my face in her hands, and guided my lips to
hers. I felt her tongue in my mouth and a powerful desire rising deep
inside. Our hands each drifted southward, and over several delightful
minutes, we teased each other to climax again. I shuddered in pleasure
as we came together with the warm water washing over us. It was an
amazing end to an amazing night.
After that, we washed up and dried off. I got dressed and we traded cell
numbers and Instagrams before I caught an Uber back to my apartment.
Somehow I had a feeling we'd be having a lot of fun together going
forward.
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