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Part 1 - "A Chance Meeting"
Dan Edmunds was nursing his glass of cider at the bar in the Horse and
Hound pub. He'd needed to make the drink last as he was running short on
money and this was the last one that he could afford. The reason for his
lack of finances soon became abundantly clear as he bemoaned his fortune
to the barman.
"Bloody school board sacked me today," he complained to the landlord who
was serving a slight man next to him. "They took that silly little bitch
Lauren Goodridge's word over mine. I suppose it didn't help that her
friends Fiona, Sally and Gabrielle all backed up her story, but it just
wasn't true. All because I gave her a D- in her end of year report."
"Did I hear you correctly?" the slightly built man stood next to him said
suddenly. "You have a problem with a certain Miss Lauren Goodridge? Can I
confirm that this is the same Lauren Goodridge who lives in Werley Manor
on Applegate Lane?" Dan looked the other man up and down. He was around
five foot ten but with a wiry build and delicate features.
"Yes, why?" Dan was not sure where this was going and he was instantly
suspicious of the stranger.
"Let me buy you a drink. My name is Oscar Hemingway and we may well have
some common experiences with the Goodridge family. We might be able to
help each other out."
A free drink was a free drink and this man Oscar seemed friendly enough
and it sounded like he sympathised, so Dan accepted the offer.
***************
Oscar's table was sat snug in the dark corner of the bar and there was a
trade magazine on the table where he'd been sitting. Dan looked at the
cover and was instantly intrigued on reading the name on it. Makeup
World.
"So what's this all about then?" Dan asked sitting himself down at the
table in the seat opposite from the magazine. Oscar sat in the other
chair and folded the magazine away in a bag.
"I understand from what you said that you have a beef with Lauren
Goodridge. Well it's a strange coincidence, but I have issue with her
mother Jasmine. Can I ask you, do you want to get revenge on Lauren?"
There was a twinkle in the other man's eye as he asked that fatal
question that would forever change Dan's life.
Revenge was a strong word, but Dan had just lost his job with next to no
chance of getting another teaching job in this country. His prospects now
were the dole queue and trying to get a low paid job in a supermarket.
"That bitch ruined my career, yes I suppose I'd like to give her some
payback. In four weeks' time she'll be enjoying herself with her little
friends at the end of year prom and I'll be sat on my own in a dingy room
praying that I get a job so that I don't get evicted from my sad little
flat and can afford something to eat."
Oscar nodded and asked him another strange question.
"You're what five foot seven?" Dan had no idea what his height had to do
with things. He'd always been a bit on the short side, but other than
being teased as a kid about it it had never been that important.
"Yes, why?" he asked.
"From what I understand Lauren Goodridge has taken something very
valuable to you - your career. What if you could do the same back to her?
Take something from her that she will never get back again?" Oscar asked
him seriously.
"Yes that would be nice, but I don't see how I could do that?" Dan was
getting frustrated with the conversation such that not even a free cider
was making up for it.
"You've a little weight to lose, but we can get that off you in four
weeks I'm sure. However fundamentally your height and build are a
reasonable match for Miss Goodridge's. You can take the experience of her
Prom night from her. A thing that she'll never get back," Oscar told him.
Dan couldn't believe what he was hearing and despite the temptation he
shook his head.
Lauren had for a long time accused Dan of staring at her. Letching she
had called it, but hadn't been her body that he was particularly looking
at, but her clothes. Dan had been a cross-dresser since his teenage years
and he loved women's clothes. All the girls at school wore such fetching
outfits that he couldn't stop but look. It had been Lauren he'd suspected
who'd put all her friends up to back up her stories about him trying to
groom her that led to his dismissal. Tempting though the prospect of
wearing Lauren's clothes and attending her prom night, there was just no
way it would work. It was one thing for a transvestite to be able to pass
as a woman, but it was a completely different ballgame actually
pretending to be a real live woman who had friends and family who knew
the person intimately.
"That's impossible. Tempting though the prospect is of getting revenge on
her, there's no way that will work," Dan told the other man, who raised
an eyebrow at that.
"What if I could show you something back at my place that would convince
you that it was possible? Would you be in then for this?" Oscar asked him
seriously.
Dan didn't really think that there was anything that could convince him,
but at this point he had nothing to lose but his dignity.
"Alright, but if I don't like what I see, then I'm out and our
acquaintance is at an end," Dan told the other man firmly.
**************
Lauren Goodridge took the dress out of the plastic sleeves that it had
been wrapped in by the factory so that it didn't get damaged on delivery.
She'd seen the price of it in the shop and she knew that she'd need to be
careful with it as she gently slid it from its protection, but she wanted
to get a look at it against her frame in the mirror.
Sally had already been boasting at school about how she was going to have
the most stunning dress of all, but Lauren guessed that she didn't have
access to stores such as Harrods and Selfridges for her wardrobe. As
alpha female there were standards that she had to keep up lest she get
displaced. Lauren very nearly had the dress purchase cancelled by her
father because of her English grade, but she had got the damned teacher
sacked and persuaded daddy that the man had marked her down because she'd
refused his advances. Is was a great little lie that dealt with an
annoying teacher and ensured her status as the head of the pack, getting
all the other girls to rally round her story.
Daddy was never around much, so he didn't know how she skipped doing her
English homework to go out with her boyfriend Reece, the Captain of the
rugby team. He was a real hunk and the prize man meat in the school. The
other girls were all really jealous of her, but if Lauren was completely
honest so far he'd been a bit of a disappointment. All they'd done to
date was some rather low key kissing and holding hands. She hoped that
the dress would send his passions over the top at the prom and she would
fully make him hers.
The long little black dress with a slit up the side to teasingly show a
bit of leg was perfect. She examined the neckline and found it pleasingly
low cut enough to show a little cleavage, but not too low cut to
contravene the school's policy on attire for the prom. She was going to
knock them all dead and mummy had promised to lend her some of her
expensive jewellry to wear with it. She'd loved her mother's diamond
encrusted necklace and matching earrings every time she seen her wearing
them and Lauren couldn't wait to see what she'd look like with them on
and her hair done up.
The prom was still four weeks away, but Lauren wanted everything to be
perfect for it. She would be crowned the prom Queen and she fully
expected Reece to be announced as her prom King. The awards were done on
a secret ballot basis, but she was the most popular girl in school and he
was the rugby team captain. They were a shoo in and Lauren couldn't wait
to be crowned. It was silly, but the tradition of the school prom was
only fairly recent in Britain, but it was already becoming entrenched in
the final school year as the event to end all events.
Lauren held up the dress against her body. She was sure that it would fit
but she knew that to keep it that way she'd need to ensure that she
didn't eat anything that she shouldn't. After all there was always a
price to pay for looking the way she did, but it was one that she was
prepared to pay to be the Prom Queen.
*************
Oscar opened the door to his modern flat and let Dan inside. Dan was sure
that he'd seen the word 'Condo' on the outside of the building, but to
him it was just a posh word for a flat. The place however did look nice
and it was immaculately kept inside unlike his own pit. It even had a bar
area over in the corner.
"Help yourself to a drink. I may be a while," Oscar told him as he
disappeared into another room. Dan shrugged and looked over the bar to
see what was available. It mostly seemed to be shorts, so when he located
a clean glass he poured himself a double vodka and sat down to wait.
By the time the door to the other room opened Dan was on his third double
and he was feeling quite merry. All in all he hadn't done badly out of
the evening with enough free booze to make his at least temporarily
forget his worries. It was when he saw who came through the door however
that they all suddenly came crashing back in on him. It wasn't Oscar who
walked in, but Lauren's mother Jasmine Goodridge dressed in a smart grey
business suit, smoky tights and a pair of patent black heels. Her flowing
curly blonde hair was immaculately styled just as he remembered it from
the various parents evening that she'd attended for Lauren.
"What the ...!" Dan exclaimed nearly spilling his drink as he stood up.
"I hear that you've been plotting against my family Daniel. This isn't
going to go well for you! My spy, Oscar Hemingway is prepared to give
evidence of your proposed abduction and has a recording of your
conversation to prove it," Jasmine told him.
Dan didn't know what to do or say. He'd been entrapped into spelling out
his desire for revenge and now somehow Oscar had called Mrs Goodridge and
brought her here through the back door to spring the trap.
"Mrs Goodridge, it's not what you think," Dan said defensively.
"It's exactly what I think of you, and I shall be calling the police
directly." Jasmine Goodridge went to her handbag to get her mobile phone
out.
"Please Mrs Goodridge don't do that. I'll do anything if you don't call
the police," Dan begged. He couldn't believe that he'd been so stupid as
to believe a man he'd just met in a pub and then follow him home. Jasmine
Goodridge raised an eyebrow, her finger hovering over the buttons.
"Anything?" she demanded to know. Dan had no choice but to nod dumbly in
response.
"Would you even suck my cock off?" Jasmine demanded to know. Dan didn't
know how to respond to that. Jasmine Goodridge was a woman. She didn't
have a cock.
"What are you talking about?" he said nervously. Jasmine Goodridge smiled
back at him.
"Suck my big fat dick and my hairy balls," Jasmine repeated. The words
coming out of her mouth were completely at odds with her sweet high
pitched voice.
"I can't Mrs Goodridge, you're a woman and you don't have them. Perhaps
there is something else I could do for you?" Dan asked, still in a bit of
a panic.
"You still really haven't worked it out have you?" Jasmine Goodridge told
him. "It's me Oscar here. If I can make you believe that I'm Jasmine,
then I can also turn you into Lauren given a bit of effort."
Dan still couldn't believe it even though she'd just told him that she
was really a man under everything.
"I think I'm going to need some proof of that," he said at last.
***********
Dan had followed the fake Jasmine Goodridge into the room at the back of
the apartment where there was a makeup table complete with mirror,
cosmetics and various wig stands. Next to it was a naked mannequin in
front of a large closet and Oscar's male clothes strewn on the floor. On
the other side of the room as a more substantial table with what could
only be described as 'lady parts' on it and pictures of Mrs Godridge
stuck on the wall above the table. There was no other exit from the room
and a distinct smell of latex.
"So what the hell is all of this?" Dan asked as the fake Jasmine
Goodridge sat down on the chair next to the makeup table smoothing her
skirt and crossing her legs as she did so.
"This, my dear boy," Jasmine began, "is what it takes to make me a
woman."
"Might I ask why?" Dan still wasn't getting it.
"Same reason as you Dan, revenge. Only my revenge is targeted against Mrs
Goodridge not the junior lady of the family." It was still weird having
Jasmine Goodridge explain this to him.
"Okay, so tell me, what has Jasmine Goodridge done to you that deserves
all this?" Dan asked the fake woman. It was a pretty extreme length to go
to so as to get revenge.
"She lost all my life savings. I stupidly invested in her makeup start-up
company thinking that it was a perfect opportunity to get into the
business, but she was incompetent and failed spectacularly. I suppose I
should have realised when her husband had not even invested in her, but
the promises she made for returns were spicy. Alas she was all promises,"
Oscar replied still in Jasmine's voice.
"Dude, this is too weird. How do you do it? You've got her clothes and
her voice as well as her appearance. I'm sure I've seen Jasmine in that
suit before," Dan told the other man.
"I'll show you all the secrets in a bit, but the clothes were a bit luck
and a bit of skill on my part. I went round the Goodridge's door
disguised as a charity collector called Wendy with one of those Charity
bags that they drop off at your door. As luck would have it, Jasmine was
having a turnout of both her things and Lauren's. I got three bags worth
of stuff that day that I use to practice in. You can do the same with
Lauren's stuff when we get that far."
"The voice is the trickiest bit. I've got a little electronic voice
changer in the throat of my disguise. Whilst I was getting the clothes I
secretly recorded Jasmine and I used that for the input to the chip in
the voice changer. We'll have to do the same for Lauren, which is going
to be one of your tasks assuming you're still in on this," Oscar told
him, still in Jasmine's voice.
Dan thought about the invitation for a moment, but he didn't take too
long over the decision. The chance to get his revenge on Lauren was
already tempting, but for a cross-dresser the opportunity to look
convincing as a woman and not just any woman, but a very pretty real
young woman. A funny sensation shot through Dan's body with the sense of
anticipation of what was to come and Dan's loins stiffened.
"Yes I'm in. Show me how this thing you're wearing works," Dan asked.
"Of course. It's a latex suit that I'm wearing. It took me ages to make
from photographs," Oscar said as Jasmine began to do a strip tease out of
her tailored suit and white blouse, leaving her just in her bra, panties,
tights and shoes. The skin underneath looked very real to Dan, and he
could see Jasmine's breasts squeezing out from the cups of her bra.
Jasmine unhooked the bra, letting her fake tits flop out and hang down by
themselves. Dan couldn't see any flaws in them and would have liked to
fondle them had she been a real woman.
Jasmine kicked off her heels and slowly slid the tights down her leg,
revealing a pair of lacy cream panties which she then slow rolled down to
tease him. Without her underwear, Dan could see her labia surrounding her
pussy and topped off by a patch of blond pubic hair above. It all looked
so real and Dan could see no sign of Oscar's cock.
"Where's your cock dude? You look just like a woman down there," Dan
stated uselessly.
"Tucked underneath me and connected to a catheter that links to the
urethra so that I can pee out of the suit. There's no way that I could
wear this and take it off just to go to the loo, it would be too
impractical," The fake Jasmine replied.
"And your vagina ...." Dan left that unspoken question hanging.
The fake Jasmine shrugged. "Fully penetrable, but it needs a bit of juice
adding to it if you want a man to think that it's real. There's another
stretchy latex tube next to my dick for that. It takes some getting used
to so as to position it right."
"I can't see why you'd need that, but sure I guess it adds to the
realism. This is just blowing my mind." Dan was stunned at what he was
seeing and hearing.
"Well I swing both ways Dan, so I've already testing it out. Now give me
a hand with the zipper at the back. It's a real pain to do myself," The
fake Jasmine turned around showing Dan her shapely arse. She lifted her
long blonde hair up for Dan and he moved closer to inspect. It took him a
moment to see the micro zipper in the back of the suit going down the
spine to the top of her bum. There was a little piece of cotton attached
to the zipper itself though which Dan assumed was how Oscar managed to do
it up himself.
He slid the tiny zipper down carefully and the suit slowly moved apart at
the back revealing Oscar's hair back fully corseted underneath. As the
false skin peeled away Oscar began to wriggle himself out of it,
extracting his arms one at a time from their latex sleeves and gloves.
Without the arms holding the suit up it flopped forwards and Dan could
clearly see the backs of the heavy breast forms wedged into the chest
area. Oscar pushed the suit down further past his hips and as it came
away Dan got of glimpse of the padding on the inside of the suit's hips
and bum. Oscar stopped pushing down briefly to extract his dick from the
hidden pouch in the vagina area. The process of removing the catheter
looked a trifle painful to Dan and he did not relish the prospect of
having to do that himself.
With Oscar's member finally freed he was able to remove himself from the
legs, which came off inside out like pulling off a pair of tight fitting
jeans. He handed Dan the suit to inspect, the mask of Jasmine Goodridge
looking odd on his now otherwise fully male form.
"That's fucking incredible," was all Dan could say as he looked over the
inner workings of the suits vagina.
"Yeah it's pretty good isn't it?" Oscar said still with Jasmine's voice.
"However we've a lot of work to do if we are to get you a suit that can
make you look like Lauren. The first thing is you're going to have to
lose about 2 stone in a month, so I'm afraid Dan you're going to be
dieting and exercising from now until the prom and that includes no
beer."
Dan didn't really like sound of that, but it was something that he was
going to have to do he supposed if he was going to get his revenge.
Oscar opened the wardrobe and pointed down at a cardboard box.
"Those are Lauren's cast off clothes that I got from her mother. There's
not as many as I have for Jasmine, but your goal from now on is to be
able to get your body shape down to fit into those."
Dan opened the box and dove into the selection of feminine finery.
Briefly he wondered to himself why Oscar had kept these if he was only
going to impersonate Jasmine himself.
**********
Jasmine Goodridge had plans. Her last two business startups had been
failures but this one was going to be a real winner. She just needed some
new investors who could put their faith in her ideas, but she knew that
she had the looks and charm to be able to hook a few men to back her
assuming that they didn't look into her past history of failure. Marcus
was away in Stockholm with another potential investment. He went away
fairly often to cast his expert eye on potential investments in various
startups and she missed not having him around. She loved having his body
next to hers and waking up in the morning to find him cuddled up against
her and the sex the night before was always good.
Lauren shouted from the next door room, asking about something to do with
school which broke her concentration. She was only half listening and she
just said 'yes' to her daughter. Sometimes it was just easier that way
and she could get back to thinking about writing her pitch for the bank.
Her new business was going to make it. Making and selling Jewellry was
far easier than makeup. She didn't need to go through all kinds of
product testing and get any approvals for Jewellry so she was sure that
she was onto a winner this time. All she needed was the start-up cash to
get going. This time her dreams of a global successful business would be
realised and she would show her husband that she could be just as
successful as he was.
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