An Extreme Cure For Writers Block Part 4
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A note from the author: Firstly just a quick thank you for those who left
feedback on part 1. It was lovely to read those comments and see some of
you enjoyed my story! I've wanted to write for a long time but never had
the courage so it was nice to be warmly received! So on to part 2, I
hope
you enjoy and again constructive criticism is welcome!
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"Phase 2?" I asked, still marvelling at the sound of my voice. I'd always
loved women with soft, sweet sounding voices and it seemed I now had one
for myself.
"Yes! Come to the office for 3pm today ok? This is going to be
fantastic!" Davis said, his own voice sounding practically giddy! The
line went dead and I dropped the phone back to the floor. It landed
screen side up and I saw the time. It was 1pm! I'd been asleep for
practically the whole day!
I guess magical gender changes really take it out of you!
I laid there for a moment more and thought about what I had to do. I'd
have to get up, get a full look at my new body for the first time and get
ready to go over to the publishing offices. Sounded simple enough.
Slowly I sat up. Before I swung my legs out of the bed I looked down at
myself. The sheets had fallen away from my breasts and for the first time
I got a clear look at them. Big but not overly large. I had no idea
about
sizes. "Hmm maybe a handful for a man," I said to myself as I cupped each
one in a tiny hand. I gave them a squeeze and giggled. That was new. I
don't think I've ever giggled before. I couldn't deny these felt giggle
worthy. I was amazed at the sensations that I could produce just from a
quick squeeze or by flicking a thumb over my nipple.
As tempting as it was to carry on groping my new chest I knew I needed to
see more and turned to rest my feet on the floor. They looked so small
and dainty. I wiggled my tiny toes and seeing them move caused a strange
dissociative moment in my mind. I was wiggling my toes but these were not
my toes. And yet they moved! Refocusing I let my eyes wander up my
perfectly smooth legs to those wide hips. I remembered my Grandmother
once saying a girlfriend of mine had child baring hips. That thought was
swiftly pushed out of my mind! The sheets hid the next area of my new
form I would have to face.
When I saw Davis I'd need to get some more information out of him.
Specifically about my body. I was clearly fully female on the outside at
least. It was as though I'd been born a woman. But would I need to worry
about that time of the month? I had no idea.
I turned my head to look in a mirror that hung on my bedroom wall. It was
full length and what I saw made my heart race. Looking back at me was a
stunning red head. She was topless but my eyes didn't stay on her boobs
long. Instead I couldn't stop looking at her face. Do you know how weird
it is to look in a mirror and see another face looking back?
The girl I now was looked like she was a little younger than I had been.
Perhaps mid twenties at most. She had large green eyes, a cute little
perky mouth and a button nose that slightly turned up. My beard was gone
of course and instead I could see little freckles around her nose and
cheeks. Her face was very attractive but combined with her body she was a
stunning woman! There was something familiar about her though. Like I'd
seen her before....
Then it hit me! My early books had included covers with artwork on which
depicted the main character, Lucy Chambers. I was against including the
art as I thought it made the books look a little cheap. I was quite picky
about that kind of stuff back when I started writing! Lucy was drawn as
a
cute red head with a phenomenal body! I now looked a lot like her. There
had always been speculation among fans that the reason Lacey Cooper was
so secretive was that the books were very loosely based on her real life.
I guess Davis decided to use that as inspiration. I really should have
discussed this more with him and told him what I wanted to look like.
I stood and let the sheets fall away. Suddenly I felt dizzy, like
something was wrong. My stomach churned a little and I tried to figure
out what it was. It soon came to me. Everything seemed bigger. It was
like I'd shrunk.
And I had. Based on my eyeline to the shelf of Star Wars memorabilia on
my wall I estimated I'd lost around a foot in height which put me at a
few inches over five feet tall. That was tiny! "Davis you prick!" I
muttered. I really liked being tall. It had always made me feel like a
man. The height mattered to me as silly as that sounds.
I walked a little closer to my reflection, watching how my hips seem to
sway naturally as I walked. My movements seemed more feminine without me
having to think about it. I suspected that could be something Davis had
added too. Perhaps he hadn't quite listened when I'd said no mental
changes.
From my head down my skin was flawless. Pale and creamy looking, like I'd
moisturised recently even though I'd just gotten out of bed. I also
noticed my hair looked amazing. I shook my head from side to side,
messing it up and then watched as it settled back around my shoulders
into a perfect wavy sort of style. I was sure the look probably had a
name but I had no idea what it could be! "Well that's quite handy," I
said
as I stoked my fingers through it, feeling how silky it felt.
As I gazed downwards I that from the head down my body was totally
hairless. Once I summoned up the courage to look between those amazing
legs I saw my new lady parts were clean shaven. I started to move a hand
towards it but pulled back. I really wasn't ready for that just yet!
I took a deep breath and realised I could smell something. Was it
flowers? No a perfume. It was coming from me. It seemed my body was also
already clean and smelled pretty great, although incredibly feminine.
"Davis you really did take care of everything!" I said, smiling and
seeing that stunning face light up in the mirror.
"Hi there, I'm Lacey Cooper. It's nice to meet you," I said, practicing
my new name into the mirror.
"Oh I look amazing? Of thank you so much"
"Yes my hair is all natural. It just always looks this good!"
I was actually having fun. It was kind of cool pretending to be someone
else! Of course I still had to brave the outside world and get over to
the office. That meant I needed clothing!
Investigating the closet found that Davis had thought of that too. Where
once hung a few shirts and my jeans I found skirts and dresses. In the
drawers my boxers were replaced by bras and panties. My shoes gone, now
only heels and boots remained. Clearly Davis didn't think that Lacey
Cooper ever wore anything that resembled pants!
The longest skirt I found was a little black one that flared out at the
bottom but only reached to just above my knees! I also only seemed to own
thong panties! I found a silky white top with a subtle pale pink flower
design and the bra that matched the panties.
Dressing was interesting. I'd expected trouble with the bra but I soon
had my boobs inside the cups and had managed to fasten it behind me. I
smiled at the instant sensation of support it gave me. I hadn't really
thought about the weight on my chest as being a problem but I guessed
after a while my back would have ached. I also found I liked how the bra
pushed the girls up and together. "Eyes up here buddy," I told my
reflection, pointing to my face.
I did not care for how the thong settled right between the cheeks of my
perfect little bottom! It was like being flossed! It also felt strange
having material so tight between my legs, a constant reminder of what was
there now. Or what wasn't there. Once I had the top and skirt on I
thought I looked pretty great! Although I would likely attract a lot of
male attention.
I picked up a little bag and was about to put my phone inside when I saw
the time. I had a little under an hour to get across the city! I quickly
called a cab as I slipped on my heels. They were black, I'd guess the
heel itself was around three inches and a little black strap fastened
around my ankle to keep them in place. While I waited for the cab I
decided to practice and found to my surprise that I could walk
effortlessly in them! "Davis again," I said and headed out of my house to
wait at the top of the drive. For some reason I couldn't find a jacket
for my newly female form, something I guess Davis forgot to add! No doubt
distracted by creating too many thongs.
As I waited I felt a chill around my legs. It was a fairly cold day and
the wind made me shiver. Having bare legs and arms, not to mention a
good amount of cleavage on show, wasn't really appropriate dress for the
day!
I must have looked strange in such a skimpy outfit that clearly wasn't
appropriate for the autumn season. I saw a quick look of confusion pass
the cab drivers face as he pulled up that was soon replaced with a large
smile. I slid myself into the back seat and pulled my seatbelt on,
feeling it nestle between my boobs.
The cab driver told me his name was Eric and I was 'in safe hands'. I'd
heard female friends tell stories of how they'd see if a driver adjusted
his mirror a lot to get a look at them. Eric seemed to be having a real
problem with his! "Something wrong with your mirror Eric?" I asked. I
suppose I couldn't really blame him. My long legs alone would distract
most straight men!
"Oh erm...no Miss," he said looking a little embarrassed. I decided to
let him off easy.
"Its ok, I know I have amazing legs. My tits aren't bad either," I said,
looking down at myself. At least Davis hadn't meddled with some parts of
me. I could still talk like a man when I wanted to.
Eric just laughed but I could see he looked pleased as we made our way
through the city to the office of my publishers. I still didn't know what
Davis meant by 'phase 2' but I was eager to find out.
To be continued....
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