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JILLY'S SPECIAL DAY - Part 3
(This part covers the next 18 months after that special day)
After the hug Amanda sat Jilly down and placed a cup of coffee in front
of him. Jilly showed her the message Lance had left.
"Will you call? Of course you must, but first tell me was he good in bed?
Is he big in that department? Was he rough with you?" Amanda asked.
"Too many questions, but yes, yes and no. He was very gentle. Oh Amanda
he was just wonderful, I think I'm falling in love," Jilly answered.
"Easy does it girl, that was the first time with a man, a man who took
you and accepted you as a woman, of course you are love struck, you have
to be. But the last time I looked you were still married to me."
He reached for Amanda's hand and said, "No, this is more than that, it's
real, I'm sure of it and I believe he feels it too."
"We'll see," Amanda continued, "let's see what develops today after we
call him, in the meantime you still have some housework to do, the sheets
on both beds need changing and the dirty ones need to go in the wash, a
quick general tidy up and then we will sit down and call this love of
your life."
He did not generally question her but got up the courage and asked, "How
was Mark?" Amanda just smiled and told him the quicker he did his
chores the quicker he could talk to Lance.
Jilly had everything finished in record time and was impatiently waiting
for Amanda to come out of the shower.
"My, that was fast, do I need to check you did everything?"
"No Amanda, everything is finished, we must call Lance now," he answered
before Amanda had even finished asking him the question.
"I need my phone, it's up by my bed," she said, he had not been allowed
his own phone for several years now.
Jilly pushed it towards her with Lance's card.
"My you are keen, OK let's call your handsome man."
Putting him on speaker phone it did not take Lance long to realise he was
talking to both husband and wife so he kept it brief.
"It's a beautiful clear day, maybe a little cool, but a great day for a
bike ride around the coast, if you're interested."
Amanda indicated to Jilly that he should answer.
"Sounds sort of OK, push biking?"
"Motorbike, an hours ride, then I know a nice little bar that serves a
great pie, a coffee and then the ride back."
"Does your bike have a sidecar?"
"Sorry Amanda," Lance laughed.
Flustered Jilly asked, "What would I wear?"
"Don't worry about that, remember I have your sizes, I will bring the
boots, leathers and helmet, you can change into them at your place, you
just be ready around noon. Also I have a proposal to put to you."
Jilly looked at Amanda, she was nodding a yes. "OK," she told him then
the phone went dead.
"Well all you have to do now is get into the shower and then do your
face," said Amanda.
"What about you? What kind of proposal do you think?"
"Don't worry your pretty little head about me, Mark is coming round and
you can tell me if Mr. Lance Carter has proposed to you when you get
back," Amanda laughed.
The bike ride had Jilly frozen solid, he was delighted when Lance finally
pulled into the little bar and in no time he was heating his bum at the
open fire.
They made small talk, Lance of course telling him how well he looked in
leathers, but mainly about the previous evening and how much they had
enjoyed each other's company, over a beer and a really delicious meat pie
served with mushy peas, followed by coffees.
"The proposal I have for you Jilly, and do not worry it's not a marriage
proposal, not yet anyway. What I want is for you to consider being a
model for me, no wait," he said as Jilly, shaking his head was about to
say something. "I think you would be perfect, exactly the person we are
looking for."
"I could not believe how good you looked in that dress last night, our
business is changing, to stay ahead we have to diversify, one offs will
always be our brand, but cheap reproductions from overseas are flooding
the market and stealing our designs."
"So we have decided to enter that market. Each season we will publish a
catalogue and one or two middle priced stores will sell our clothes. But
we also want to cater for all shapes and sizes," once again he had to
hold up his hand to get Jilly to stay quiet, "that is not an insult."
"I want you to be part of this move, I want you to represent, well I
suppose, a more mature look and also it will give me the chance to spend
more time with you. You do not have to answer immediately, we can go
home now and you discuss it with Amanda."
"I have spoken to Gerry and she believes it would work, it was Gerry who
first spotted you on the net and brought you to my attention. But to
model for us she says that you may have change a few things, she thinks
you may require breast implants."
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It did not seem so cold on the way back. Jilly's mind was racing, breast
implants, tits, he had dreamed of having breasts, he would love breasts.
What would Amanda say? Did he hint at a marriage proposal?
Finally getting back Lance said, "You know that was quite sensuous, I
could feel you pushing into my bottom through the leathers, it was like
someone was sticking their finger there'.
Jilly began to blush, all the way back he had clung as close as he could
to Lance and realised just thinking about getting tits had got him
aroused.
"It was very nice," he laughed at Jilly's embarrassment.
"Mark is inside," Jilly told him.
"That's OK, we better not disturb them. In the meantime how about we
will go down to the corner bar, get warm and have a few drinks, Gerry or
someone will come get us when we are ready to be picked up."
Jilly jumped back onto the bike and they sped down the road. I like this
life, Jilly thought.
A few hours later the motorbike secured on the back of a works vehicle
Jilly was dropped off.
Amanda was not impressed, Jilly was taken liberties, out all day when he
said he would only be a couple of hours. No dinner prepared, she had to
get pizzas delivered for Mark. After a reprimand and the suggestion that
it was his bedtime Amanda informed him that he could forget about
implants, "That's not going to happen."
Next morning, Monday Jilly was up and after serving breakfast and while
Amanda showered he prepared the clothes Amanda would need for work.
The day dragged on and he was feeling very low after the great high of
meeting and spending time with Lance.
He made dinner and served Amanda and then ate his own up in his room when
there was a knock on the door. He went to the landing and recognized
Gerry, Lance's first wife.
Gerry and Amanda spend at least an hour talking before he was finally
called to come down.
Gerry gave him a wave and Amanda began, "Jilly, you did not tell me that
Lance Carter had offered you a modeling job," he had, "Gerry here has
been supplying the details and I believe we would be fools not to accept
this offer."
So there it was, he was going to be a model, he was going to have to get
implants, just like he had always wanted, Amanda said. How wonderful.
He wondered what she was to get.
Two weeks later he was on a plane south and was to undergo surgery. He
would not only have breast implants, but his Adams apple was to be
shaved, a bit of work done on his nose and chin and they would also alter
his vocal cords to make his voice softer and a little higher. Gerry
accompanied him.
Gerry was with him every step of the way for the five weeks he was at the
clinic. She enrolled him into counselling almost immediately, this she
told him was to give him back his self-confidence which had sadly
diminished in the past few years. He needed to regain some self-belief
she told him.
The initial surgery confined itself to augment his breasts, in other
words, silicone implants. This was done in conjunction with a little
plastic surgery on his nose and chin. He was up and about in two days
and was in love with his new chest.
Next they worked on his Adams apple and vocal cords. It was a massive
shock hearing new his voice being replayed back to him as soon as he
could speak.
Last on the medical side of things was the buttock augmentation,
liposuction on his "love handles" and flabby gut then the replacement of
the fat to his hips and butt. Having hips wider than his shoulders was a
look he had dreamed about.
Gerry was delighted with the changes to his body and was sure the
counselling continued to improve his confidence in himself. The changes
to his body helped enormously, but Gerry said he was not leaving until
she was satisfied he would be able to cope with the demands they would
put on him when he went to work.
He was also delighted with the new Jilly, every mirror he passed
reflected a beautiful woman, him. Lance had insisted that there be no
hormones and that everything below his belt remain intact. Before he
left Lance had asked Jilly if he wanted the full surgery and he had asked
Lance what he wanted. Lance was adamant that he liked that little bit of
Jilly best of all. So no major surgery.
As well as the continuing counselling and the deportment and makeup
lessons from Gerry there were the electrolysis sessions which carried on
until they finally left the clinic for home. Lance had picked up Amanda
and took her to the airport to greet them. If the good looking woman had
not been with Gerry they would not have recognized him. Amanda thought
he had last weight, the dress he was wearing was probably a size 14, down
from a size 16.
Lance had been on the phone to him and was by now used to his new voice,
but Amanda would turn and stare at him every time he opened his mouth.
The fact that he opened it so often was also a shock for her. She was
not sure if she was too pleased with this new lippy Jilly.
Not that it mattered, Jilly was to move in and live with Lance while they
were not on the road working and Amanda was to get the hired help she had
been promised. It was not long before the uncontested divorce came
through. Amanda got everything, including the mortgage paid in full.
The next year and months were a whirlwind time for Jilly, fashion shows,
photo shots, jumping in and out of beautiful dresses and he loved the
travelling. The girls treated him just fine and he made some real
friends amongst them, all his mates now were girls. He especially became
a favorite with the catering and cleaning ladies, to whom he always gave
a hand.
On the road he grew very close to Gerry and he questioned her endlessly
about Lance. He was to discover a lot about his earlier life.
"Oh, he had it hard growing up, it's never easy for gay youths, the
sneaking behind his friends and family's back, meeting with some very
ugly men and after being discovered by his father and receiving a
horrendous beating, he left home and made his living the only way he
knew."
Gerry continued, "He finally met a man who felt he had real potential
when he found a copy book full of Lance's dress designs. He got Lance
off the streets he moved in with this man and his partner. They would
both die of AIDS, meaning that they never molested Lance."
"He left Lance some money, enough to put himself through art school, buy
a sewing machine and learn how to use it, he continued to design clothes.
He set up a little shop after graduating and was soon employing a couple
of dressmakers."
"I became his first model, fell for him and soon we were married. At
first I never suspected anything was amiss but a few years down the track
I found out he liked to try on his own dresses, there was always
underwear lying about the shop and he enjoyed wearing those as well."
"I was fine with him crossdressing, I called began to call him Missy when
we were alone, for me it was really no surprise, after all we are talking
about a ladies fashion designer. But then he went too far. I discovered
that he was dressing up and was out trawling the streets for men. That
was it - divorce."
"As the business was building up nicely we kept it a secret for years
until he fell for and married that young model, it was a disaster, we
were forced to pay him off. He came looking for more but I have a few
connections, we have not heard from him since."
"This was when I saw the post Amanda had put on that dating site, you
looked perfect, you could easily pass as a woman and I felt you would be
perfect for Lance. Seeing him out dating a woman perhaps the media might
leave him alone for a while. The press had been particularly vicious to
him."
"And look at you now, no one would suspect what's between your legs.
Even before the surgery you had Francis from Tony's is still convinced
Lance was with a woman that night." Gerry finished. He had become firm
friends with Gerry.
Best of all was the time spend with Lance. He loved Jilly's new body,
and he loved Jilly's old body. There were many other bike rides out the
coast to what had become their favorite bar and were delighted when they
discovered that they could even get a room for the night there.
Jilly had never in his entire live been so happy.
SOME TIME LATER . . .
Jilly and Lance were at Amanda's place. Their nine-month-old Godson,
Luke was fast asleep in his cot in the smaller of the spare rooms, now
turned into a nursery. They both doted on him, especially Jilly. It
saddened him that he could never have a child of his own with Lance but
Luke was the next best thing.
Although he did not produce breastmilk, every time he held Luke in his
arms he felt an ache in his chest, it was probably imaginary, but for him
it was very real. Tonight they had been babysitting Luke.
Lance had had more than enough wines and was about ready for a taxi,
Jilly would not have a drink until Amanda came home, he took his
babysitting duties seriously. Amanda was seeing Mark again. She was
determined to try for another child and although she and Mark were not an
item he had no concerns about putting his name on Luke's birth
certificate.
Amanda and Mark had had dinner at one of the hotels in town and Amanda
had booked them a room, a bit sleezy she thought, but she also figured it
would be fun. And it certainly was. When she came through the door she
was beaming.
"How was Luke?" she immediately asked.
"Just lovely, ate up all his dinner and went down like an angel," Jilly
answered noticing Amanda was slurring her words. Too much to drink.
"Oh Jilly, you would have made a wonderful mother, what a shame," she
said and awkwardly tried to hug Jilly, who was sitting beside Lance on
the couch.
"And how was your evening with the handsome Mark," Lance had come back to
life.
"Wonderful, just wonderful, he certainly knows how to fill a girl," that
word "fill', a substitute for fuck, had become part of their conservation
since the first night Lance had taken Jilly out to dinner.
"It would appear that everyone is getting filled except me," said Lance
jokingly, "I wonder if Mark might oblige."
"You never know your luck," Amanda slurred.
Jilly, who had just poured a glass of wine for himself put it down on the
coffee table with a bang drawing both Lance's and Amanda's attention.
"If anyone's doing the filling around here it's going to be me mister,"
she glared at Lance, she was not joking and was really annoyed when the
other two broke out laughing. Amanda had not got used to his new
feminine voice, which, for her made his comment even funnier.
"You think it's funny, do you?" Jilly began, "no one but me will ever
fill you and you had better understand that Lance'.
This only made them laugh all the more.
With a very determined look on his face he grabbed Lance's arm and began
dragging him towards the stairs. Lance, in convulsions, allowed him to
do so.
He managed to get out a "good night" to Amanda before he was ushered into
their bedroom.
Inside Jilly immediately began stripping, naked he put his hands on
Lance's shoulders and began urging him to get on his knees. "Your turn,
Missy," he told Lance.
Hearing his ex-wife's pet name for him Lance fell to his knees, although
normally it was Jilly in this position he was finding his bossy behavior
very erotic. He easily swallowed Jilly's small penis and played with his
bottom, penetrating it with his fingers, thinking how it had expanded
over the past year to accommodate him.
He was sure he would soon be on top of him.
But Jilly had other ideas, now fully erect he got Lance up and led him to
the bed, Lance was smiling, but that disappeared when Jilly ordered him
onto the bed. He went to lie on his back but Jilly urged him onto his
front and got him to lift up as she placed a couple of pillows underneath
him.
"Now Missy, spread those cheeks, it's your turn to be the little lady,"
he said and had no problem penetrating Lance who enjoyed the pressure of
Jilly's breasts on his back.
Lying, talking quietly, Jilly making sure that it was his arm that was
around Lance and that he had his head on Jilly's shoulder. He was liking
being the alpha male, well for now.
"How was that?" Jilly asked.
"How was what, I never felt a thing," was Lance's reply.
He received a smack and was told that no one liked cheeky girls.
"Gerry told me a lot about you while we were at the clinic and on the
road. I pestered her endlessly. She told me to expect to see this side
of you come out every so often, that's fine with me, you can be whoever
we want to be Lance, I love you and that's all that matters."
"Did she tell you why she finally divorced me?"
"Yes."
"Oh God, now I really feel stupid."
"No, never stupid, well maybe a little, but going outside dressed was
very brave, but you should not have been looking for men."
They fell quite for a while then Jilly just said, "This is nice."
Half an hour later finding himself hard again he was surprised how easily
he had turned Lance over and allowed himself to be filled again.
This time Lance came onto the pillow and Jilly slid down and cleaned him
up.
Before falling asleep Jilly kissed him and told him, "That was fun, we
must do it that way again, I really loved it." Lance did not answer just
returned the kiss.
But he knew he did not want to be the alpha male in this relationship, he
wanted more than anything else to be Mrs Lance Carter. He knew it might
be a while before that came about, especially after Nicholas, but he was
determined to nudge it along.
He also knew it would not be long before the tabloids found out that
Lance Carter was living with a shemale, they had talked about the fallout
from the press and social media and believed they could weather it, it
would not affect the business, probably aid it, but all that hate aimed
directly at you could hurt.
In the morning Jilly gathered up their clothes and said they needed
cleaning, he told him he would probably fine something to wear in the
cardboard box at the back of the closet. The box contained clothes that
Amanda had worn while big with Luke.
Lance made his way downstairs and into the kitchen to find Amanda giving
Luke his bottle.
"Morning," she said, "how is your head?"
"Good considering," he replied.
She could not believe what he was wearing. She recognized the t-shirt
with the "Feed The World" emblazoned on the front from when her breasts
were huge just before Luke came along, also the pale blue silk shorty
pj's she had worn to bed when big with Luke.
"Them clothes look familiar Lance," she said.
"They were in a big cardboard box at the back of the closet, Jilly took
ours down to wash them, we were not intending to stay the night but you
remember how Jilly was determined to get me into bed."
Lance poured some cereal into a bowl that was on the table and then went
towards the fridge to find milk when Amanda asked, "While you are there
Lance could you reach into the back and get me the red container, it's
got Luke's food in it."
Lance leaned down further to reach in and Amanda was not shocked when she
saw the gap between the t-shirt and the pj bottoms showed the tops of a
pair of her big pink cotton knickers that she has also worn while
pregnant.
Jilly walked in wearing the matching top to the bottoms that Lance wore
and a pair of the same pink cotton knickers. He did not need a bra, his
breasts never sagged. Seeing Lance with his head in the fridge he gave
his bottom a snack saying, "Get that fat arse out of the way Missy."
Lance jumped up and hit his head saying, "Ouch."
Jilly took his head in both hands and kissed the top of it, "Let Mammy
kiss it better Missy."
There has been a definite shift in the dynamics of this relationship,
Amanda thought.
Finally when they were all seated, Lance was blushing, being called Missy
meant something. Amanda could not help herself and asked, "Well Lance
did you get your fill last night?"
"He had his fill twice," Jilly announced proudly.
Amanda did not believe Lance could get any redder and spreading out her
hands inquiringly said, "Missy?"
"Yes," said Jilly, "we have decided we can be whoever we want to be,
whenever we want, no more stereotypes, just as in everyday life sometimes
you have to give a little and sometimes take a little."
"Little being the operative word," despite his obvious embarrassment
Lance laughed and exchanged a look with Amanda where they both raised
their eyes.
Jilly pretended to smack Lance before they kissed.
Amanda could not believe it, here she was at her own table with none
other than the world famous fashion designer, Lance Carter, who was
blushing profusely and her ex-husband, who since his trip south with
Lance Carter's ex-wife for surgery over a year ago was almost
unrecognizable.
He was five years older than Amanda but looked ten younger, his cute
button nose and soft chin, his new girly voice combined with the new
self-assurance that was not part of his personality 18 months ago was
making her almost jealous. It's nine o'clock in the morning and he has
no makeup on at all and he still looks gorgeous, Amanda thought.
Amanda smiled as she watched them kiss and fearing they were about to go
further said, "You two get a room, there are children watching," as she
pulled Luke closer to her to smell his beautiful baby smell.
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