All Mine

by Jennifer White

        

As a college student, Darren was low on cash as you can imagine. He didn't have a rich family to pay for everything so he worked two jobs as well as going to school full time. But there was never enough money to make ends meet. So as much as he didn't like the idea, Darren was going to have to give up his apartment, and move in with someone to save on rent.

He found a bunch of adds posted at the student center, with little paper tear-offs at the bottom with phone numbers. He started calling them, but some were already taken, and some of the people sounded like creeps. So Darren started to walk down Maple Lane, where many of the off-campus apartments were. He found a couple of postings looking for a roommate at one of the buildings, so he went in.

Apartment 4B didn't answer the door, so he went on to the next one. It was on floor 8, apartment C. I took the elevator up, and rang the doorbell. Much to his astonishment, he knew the person who opened the door. It was Lynn, one of the hottest girls in the whole school! When he had seen the name "Lynn", he assumed it as a guy. He had a friend growing up named Lynn Wilson, so that name always made him think of a guy first! If he had known it was a girl looking for a roommate, he never would have even tried that apartment.

"Hi Darren" she said, recognizing him.

"Hello Lynn" he replied. "Its good to see you."

"Likewise. What's up?"

"Well, I was looking for an apartment to share, and I saw your flyer. But when I saw Lynn, I thought it was a guy, not you!"

"Yeah, I get that sometimes. I get junk mail for 'Mr. Lynn Hiller', which always makes me laugh."

They both exchanged a polite chuckle. Darren couldn't take his eyes off of Lynn. As always, she seemed so perfect, the ideal image of womanhood. As with every guy on campus, he *wanted* her in the worst way. And so, he did what he had to, and made a move.

"I don't suppose you'd consider me for a roommate" he offered, hoping she'd let him live with her. That would be awesome! It would solve his financial problem, and let him be around the hottest girl in school. Lynn looked at him, and gave him an apologetic smile.

"A male roommate? I don't think so" she said politely.

"That's too bad" replied Darren. He didn't want to leave though. He wanted to keep the conversation going "Have you been getting many responses?

"I've had a bunch of girl answer, but none of them have been suitable. I am a serious student, and I don't want someone who is here just to party. I had one woman apply who had three children! As much as I love kids, that would not make for a good study environment. No, I guess that none of the girls who has answered the ad have been suitable for me."

"What are you looking for in a roommate?" asked Darren.

"Someone quiet and studious. Someone who won't interfere with my schedule or my studies. Someone polite, and who is willing to compromise so that we don't get into arguments."

Darren decided that he was going to take one more chance. As with most men, a woman telling them "no" wasn't enough to deter them.

"You know" he said, "I am all of those things that you've described. I am quiet and studious. I don't go crazy partying. I'm here for the academics. I'm flexible, and I can compromise. I don't have to have *my* way. I really think you should consider me for a roommate."

There. He made his sales pitch. Of course, if she said "yes", his primary goal would be to let her get to know him, so that she would fall in love with him. But he wasn't about to tell her that! Being a hottie, Lynn was used to men hitting on her all the time. She knew what they were up to. This was no exception. She heard Darren's words, but she also saw the glint in his eye. She knew what he was up to.

"Let me sleep on it" she said. "Give me your number, and I'll call you in a day or two."

Lynn took out paper and pen from the desk, and handed it to Darren.

"Thanks" he replied, as he wrote down his cell phone number for her. "Just give me a chance. I think we'd be great roommates."

"I'll think about it" she replied.

Lynn smiled as she shut the door. Darren was elated. She hadn't said "yes", but she hadn't said "no" either!

* * *

"Okay, I've decided to give you a chance" she had told him. Ever since that moment, Darren was elated. He packed his bags and boxed up his things, then had a friend drive him over to his new apartment. He took them up to Lynn's room, and piled them up beside the room he'd be sleeping in. After thanking his friend and seeing him off, it was time to sign lease papers with Lynn, and to go over the ground rules.

"Now you've promised me that you're going to behave" she said.

"I promise" he replied.

"And you're not just here because you want to get into my pants, right?"

"Yes" he said. "I admire and respect you too much to think of you as just a sex object."

"Good" said Lynn. "I hope you really mean that. I don't believe in sex before marriage anyway, so don't think you even have a chance with me. You understand that just because we're sharing a place now, that doesn't make you my boyfriend, right?"

"I understand" he said, although in his heart he hoped that she would soon change her mind about him!

"And no parties with your buddies. I want my place kept clean."

"Of course."

He sighed the papers, and she told him he could start unpacking. After a few hours of working at it, she came by to offer him a drink of water, which he gladly accepted. The room was almost done, most of his things were already in place. Lynn scanned the room, but didn't comment on Darren's tastes. She was glad that at least he didn't have up any posters of naked women or anything degrading like that!

"I have a request for you" she said, as Darren put down the empty glass of water.

"Yes?" he replied, ready to do anything she asked.

"I want for you to do something, so you can prove to me that you really meant what you said. I'm just so afraid that you're here because you *want* me, not because you need a room."

"But that's not true. I've already told you" he said, somewhat defensively. Her accusation was too close to the truth.

"Then prove it."

"How can I do that?" he replied.

"I know this sounds strange, but I want to try something. I don't want you to feel like you're my boyfriend. I want you to feel like we are just two friends. I want to take sex out of the equation all together."

"And how could that be done?" he asked cautiously.

"Let me dress you up as a girl. Lets spend the night getting to know each other, but just as friends. Tonight, I want you to be my *girlfriend*."

Darren was stunned. Be her girlfriend? Let her dress him up as a girl? That went against every instinct he had. His emotions were urging him to get away from this crazy woman. What kind of girl wanted to turn her roommate into a *female*? But on the other hand, he didn't want to get off on the wrong foot. Not on the first day he was with her. He wanted to show her how much he cared for her, and that he would be flexible. He was desperate to show her how he felt inside.

It had to be a test, he decided. A test to see if he really meant what he said. If he refused, she'd know that he was really only interested in her body. If he let her do this to him, as horrifying as it was, she'd know that he really cared. He'd prove to her how compatible he was, and what a wonderful match they were. He would do it, even though it went against his better judgment.

"Okay" he said. "I'll do it, for you."

"Great!" replied Lynn, perking up and flashing her teeth in a gleeful grin as she clapped her hands together. "This is going to be so fun for us, and we'll really get to know each other. Now come with me."

He followed her to the bathroom. She showed him a tube laying on the counter.

"This is a depilatory cream" she explained. "Rub it on all over, everywhere except your head. Let it set for five minutes, then jump in the shower. Your body hair will come right off, so you can be nice and smooth."

Darren shivered at the thought of emerging from the shower with smooth legs and a bare chest!

"When you're dried off, here is your bra and panty set to put on. I also have some pantyhose for you, right here. Put it all on, then come back to your room. I'll be waiting, and I'll have everything else ready there for you."

With that, she walked off, leaving Darren feeling upset and confused. He was quite conflicted about going through with it or not. But he decided that it was too late to back out, so he undressed, put on the smelly cream, and stood there shivering for five long minutes, as the cream did its work. When time was up, he jumped in the shower. Just as Lynn had said, his body hair came right off, leaving him with a smooth hairless chest, arms, and most of all his legs. It looked so strange to see them all smooth and hairless!

Now came an even harder part: putting on her clothes. He pulled on the panties, which was easy enough physically. But mentally, it was difficult! He had never worn panties before, and the pair she had selected for him was quite intimidating. They were pink, with white lace trim all over them, plus a bow on the front, as if they were hiding a gift or something beneath. They tapered down so small in the back! He didn't like how the thong rode up behind him. It was strange to feel something so soft and shiny smooth on him too.

But that was easy compared to putting on the bra. Try as he might he just could not get the little hooks to grab on to the little rings behind him. He had to put it on backwards so he could see what he was doing. Once he had it hooked up right, he spun it around so that the cups were now in the front. He slipped his arms through the straps and with some difficulty, pulled them up over his shoulders. How did chicks put those things on every day? It was hard!

Lastly, he took the dark brown pantyhose in hand. He put one leg in, and pulled up. Much to his horror, he heard a ripping sound, as his tugging caused a run. For the other leg, he was more careful, and pulled more gently, this time from midway, down by the knee, instead of from the top. Once he had his leg encased in the nylon, he pulled it all the way up. The control top was now wrapped around his waist and tummy.

How strange it felt to have his legs inside of pantyhose! And how terrible he looked in the mirror. He felt so silly standing there in a bra and pantyhose! How could he go out and face Lynn like that? He would die of embarrassment. But on the other hand, she had been the one telling him to do it, so he was merely responding to her request. Reluctantly, he went from the bathroom towards his new bedroom. He felt so self-conscious! He kept away from the windows, afraid that someone would see him like that.

"Ah, there you are!" she said, as Darren walked into his room.

"I feel so silly" he replied.

"You don't need to feel that way" she said. "Would you like for me to make this easier for you?"

"How so?" replied Darren.

"I'm a psyche major" she replied. "Sit here on the bed, and stare into my eyes."

Darren took a seat. Lynn walked over, and began using one of the techniques she had learned. Within the next minute, she had Darren in a full trance. He was partly awake, his conscious mind responding. But in his trance state, his inhibitions were lowered. And he was quite vulnerable to suggestion. She would be able to help him now, to make it much easier for him to take the next step.

"You are dressed like a girl, because you *want* to dress like a girl. Let an image form in your mind, an image of yourself as a young boy. In this image from your past, you had one thing on your mind: girls. You wanted one so much, that you decided that you had to *be* one. Ever since you can remember, you have wanted to become a girl."

"When you came to live with me, you begged me to allow you to live with me, so you could better learn how to be a woman. You promised that if you lived with me, you would do it as a female. You will dress and act as a woman at all times when you are with me. You will never make a sexual advance on me, because you think of yourself as a woman too. You don't want to fuck me, you want to *be* me."

"You are a woman on the inside already. You have *always* wanted to be a woman, physically. You are not attracted to my boobs, you are *jealous* of them. You don't want to put your penis into my pussy, you want to *have* a pussy of your own. You want to be a woman. You want to be a woman. The more feminine you become, the happier you are. You feel pain and sadness being a man. Only femininity can bring you joy and happiness."

"Remember: above all else, you *wish* with your very soul that you were a woman. Remember: you begged me to help you become more and more female. Remember: you swore an oath to me that you would live as a woman, so you could be my roomie. You are a girl. You are a girl. You are a girl. You are a girl....."

Lynn spent two full hours implanting false memories into Darren's mind, as she started to create the basis for his feminine desires. She gave him false memories of growing up, sneaking around, dressing in his mother's clothes. She gave him memories of crying because the girls at school were developing boobs, but his chest remained flat. She reminded him again and again that he had sworn an oath to live as a woman with her, to act, think, walk, talk and exist as a *female* roommate for her.

At long last, when every command and memory had been reinforced, she gently brought him out of his trance, and back into reality. Darren blinked a few times, and looked at himself in the mirror. He saw himself in the panties, pantyhose and the bra. He didn't remember the fact that she had just hypnotized him. All he could think about was how excited he was to finally have a woman who could teach him to be a girl, just as he had always dreamed of.

"I'm ready, Lynn" he said. "I'm so excited! What's the next step?"

"Well" she said, "You told me about how you always wished you had boobs. You could take pills and try to grow them, but that would take years. There are always implants, but I have a faster way. I bought you a pair of breast forms."

She showed him the box, and gently opened it up. Inside, were a pair of heavy silicon replicas of female breasts, accurate down the to large nipples and the dark ring of color around them. Excitedly, Darren picked one up, and slid it into the left cup of his bra. Then he put the other one inside of the right cp.

"Wow" he said. "They look so real! I feel so happy! I've always wanted to look and feel this way. Like you, that is. I still wish I had *real* boobs though, perfect ones like yours."

"Maybe some day" said Lynn, with a hopeful tone to her voice. "Lets see if your bra needs any adjusting."

She fiddled with the straps a bit, adjusting them to be just a bit shorter. She had let them out to full length when she had set out the bra for Darren. With the bra now on him, she could properly set their length to match his build. His shoulders weren't that big, so the fake breasts were actually quite proportionate with his body. He didn't look half bad.

"I'll always wear these" he said. "Except when I'm in the shower. These are so cool!"

"They look very nice on you" said Lynn. "There is a special glue that came with them, in case you need to wear something strapless."

"That would be awesome!" replied Darren. "I can't thank you enough for this, Lynn."

"Not a problem, Darren" she said, but then she got a puzzled look on her face. "You know, I don't quite feel comfortable calling you by a male name, now that you're looking so pretty and so feminine. I think we need to come up with a *female* name for you. Don't you agree?"

"Oh yes" he replied. "I never liked having such a masculine name."

"You remind me of an old friend from my neighborhood. Her name was Katherine. Would you like it if I called you 'Kathy'?"

"Kathy...." said Darren. "Wow. A girl's name for little old me!"

"That's right, Kathy" said Lynn, her face grinning. "You're going to live as a girl now, so you deserve a girl's name."

"I'm Kathy!" said Darren, gleefully. It made him so good to feel like a girl! It triggered memories of himself trying to dress up in his mother's clothing, pretending that he too was female. Now it felt like he was so close to attaining femininity! He felt so happy. He *loved* being a girl, and he just *loved* that Lynn was calling him 'Kathy' now.

Lynn sat down at her computer desk. She accessed the school record system, and put in Darren's name.

"What is your password?" she asked.

He typed it in for her, and she went to do a few updates. She changed his mailing address to her apartment, so his mail would arrive there. Then she changed "Darren" to "Kathy", and updated "M" to "F" under gender.

"There. Now you're a coed. Now you can go to class as a girl too."

"I can't wait!" he replied. "I've only dressed up in my room before. It will be so fun to go out in a skirt!"

Lynn saved the records, then led "Kathy" over to the bedroom, where more clothes were waiting. Lynn had a waist cincher, which she put onto Darren, and closed up as tightly as she could. She explained how it would help make it look like 'she' had curves. Then came a tight brown sweater, which really showed off his nice new boobs. The sweater clung tightly to the two large mounds underneath it, making them look so sweet and so nice. The turtleneck at the top hid his Adam's apple as well.

Next came a pair of knee-high boots with four inch heels. After he had them on, she presented him with a green plaid skirt, to complete the outfit. He was dressed up so nicely, but his face was still that of a young man. Lynn intended on fixing that next.

Darren willingly let her pluck his eyebrows, until she had refined them to tapering lines that got thinner as they approached the outside of his face. She had a wig for him, with long curly brown hair. She told him that he'd have to wear it until his own hair had grown out enough that she could style it for him. Darren was overjoyed at seeing how the long hair transformed his look. He smiled as he stared in the mirror, while Lynn did his nails, painting them a bright pink.

She showed him what she was doing, and explained to him that from now on, he would be responsible for keeping his own nails looking pretty and flawless. He would have to touch them up if he chipped the polish or scratched it somehow.

"You'll let them grow out long of course, won't you?" she asked.

"Definitely!" he replied, excitedly.

"Good. Now pay close attention. You're going to be doing this every day" said Lynn, as she began to apply makeup to his face. She showed him how to set down a foundation to hide his flaws, then how to bring out his eyes, making them look sultry and alluring. Next, she moved on to his cheeks, applying rouge, but not too much! It was easy to have too much on, and ruin the subtle effect it could have.

The lips were somewhat easier, but she explained how it was critical to pick out the right color to suit your style, your outfit, and the rest of your face. If you're got light makeup on, and you go with a dark shiny red, it looks out of place. If you've got dusky eye makeup, you might want to go with a brown or purple. But with the 'perky' look that 'Kathy' had on that day, a bright pink that matched 'her' nails was a great choice.

All that remained was to clip on some earrings (until they had a chance to get his ears pierced), add on a few rings, a bracelet, and a necklace. And then Lynn's work was complete. Darren stared at himself in the mirror, looking so much like a woman that it would have been shocking for anyone who knew him to see him that way.

"You've made me so happy" he said. "I feel so much like a woman. Finally."

"You're my roommate now, Kathy" said Lynn. "And to me, you *are* a girl."

Darren went to her, and gave her a big hug. Not as a man making a move on a woman, but as a girlfriend.

"I don't know about you Kathy, but I'm starving. Lets go get something to eat!"

"That sounds great" replied Darren. "Let me go get my purse."

Lynn handed him a bright orange little designer bag with a medium length strap. She told him she had moved his things inside it already, and it was his to keep since she had so many others. They walked out the door, arm in arm, and Darren seemed to have no qualms at all about going outside of the house, dressed up as a college girl.

They went to a small cafe, and had salads with iced tea. They split a piece of chocolate cake for dessert, then headed over to the admin building. Lynn had a girlfriend who worked there, named Tina. Tina posed Darren for a picture, then set about creating a new student ID for him. One with the name "Kathy", with his new feminine face on it.

When it was done, they both thanked Tina, then headed out for one last stop: the mall. Kathy was in desperate need of some new clothes. skirts, sweaters, women's jeans, panties, bras, a dress, a nightie, and of course shoes. They took all of the new things back to Lynn's apartment. Lynn removed Darren's old clothes, placing them back in the moving boxes. Meanwhile, Darren put away his new clothes, admiring how pretty they all were.

"Get a good night's sleep Kathy" said Lynn. "We have class tomorrow morning."

"This is going to be a fun semester" replied Darren, as he prepared to change into his nightie.

Lynn sat at the side of his bed, and they talked until he began to nod off. As he started to slip into his dreams, he didn't even notice as Lynn put him back under, into a trance again, so she could reinforce his programming before his unconscious mind took over for the night. In addition, she added a few new things, like a feminine nesting instinct, along with the need to keep the nest clean. It was just something that most women had in them naturally. She needed to add it to him though.

"You will dream of being a real woman" she gave as a last command, as Darren smiled and closed his eyes.

* * *

The next morning when Darren woke up, the first thing he did was to hurry to put on his bra, so he could stuff it full with his fake boobs. He *needed* to feel them there. He missed them being out all night. He had dreamed that he was a *real* woman, all night long, and it had seemed so vivid! He couldn't wait to get all dressed up so he could go to school as a girl for the first time.

He wore the same outfit as the previous day, and took care to do his face exactly as Lynn had taught him. He didn't do it quite as expertly as her, but it was quite passable. With is makeup, wig and jewelry, he looked quite pretty in fact. After breakfast, he grabbed his books, ready to leave.

"No Kathy, hold them like this" said Lynn, showing how girls clutched their books to their chests, instead of holding them at their side with outstretched arms like the guys all did. Darren smiled. He was even learning to hold his books like a girl! How exciting. He was so lucky to have a friend like Lynn. He wished he could be just like her.

They walked to the campus, and said good-bye as they headed to their individual classes. 'Kathy' had no problem at all fitting in as a girl. Nobody questioned 'her' or doubted for a moment that 'she' was female. There was one thing that made Darren uncomfortable though: the way the guys all eyed him, staring at his large boobs. They didn't know they were fake, and so they were all turned on seeing perfectly shaped breasts like that in the bra underneath the tight sweater he wore. Some of the guys even tried to flirt with him a little, but he brushed them off politely, as many a girl had done to him in his lifetime!

Darren walked back to his new apartment, and sat down to do his homework until Lynn arrived home. But something was bugging him: the rug. It needed to be vacuumed. He went to the hall closet, and vacuumed it until it was nice and clean. But the floor in the kitchen looked like it needed to be mopped, so he did that too, humming as he made his "nest" look neat and tidy. He was just finishing with the mopping when Lynn walked in the door.

"Kathy, that's so nice of you. You didn't need to do that" she said.

"It looked like it needed to be done, so I took care of it" replied Darren. "No problem."

"Well that you so much" said Lynn. "Tell me all about your day!"

Darren told her everything, and she listened intently. Her face looked concerned when he mentioned feeling uncomfortable about being scoped out by the boys. She looked as if she was making a mental note to herself. Then Lynn told Darren all about *her* day, and he listened to her, as she had done for him. Instead of interrupting like a man would, he was learning to listen like a woman.

They made dinner together, ate, then spent an hour on homework. It was only after the books were put away from the night that they sat on the couch to watch a movie. And it was while the movie played that Lynn started to whisper in to Darren's ear, and relax his mind to the point where he slipped into his trance. He was ready to receive the next round of suggestions.

"You are Kathy now. You are a woman. You have always been a woman on the inside. And you will always be one" began Lynn, as she made sure that the previous suggestions were strengthened. It was important that his compulsion to become feminine was as solid as bedrock in his mind. All else depended on the foundation of him wanting to be female. As she talked, Lynn put the movie on pause.

"When you watch a movie, you will concentrate on the female character" she said. "You will identify with *her*. You want to try and feel what she is feeling. Watch as if you are experiencing your own life, through her. *You* are the woman in the movie. You feel what she feels. You are her."

After a few more items, Lynn had one last suggestion to program into Darren's mind.

"You wish you were me. You would do anything to feel like you are a woman" she began. "You want to show me how much you admire me, and how much you want to be me. When I ask you to do something, you will act as if it was an *order*. You *must* comply with my wishes. If you obey me, you will feel a deep pleasure inside, knowing that you're demonstrating your admiration of me. If you disobey me in any way, you know that I will be mad, and I may throw you out! You want to please me, and you will follow all of my requests as if they were orders!"

Her work complete for the night, Lynn restarted the movie, and brought Darren back into consciousness. He laid there on the couch, just half-watching the movie, as he felt tired.

"This is my favorite part!" said Lynn.

In the movie, the female lead character was crying, because she was all alone on New Years Eve. Lynn noted that Darren's eyes were moist. He was identifying with her, just as she had programmed him to do. On the screen, the male lead came in, and the music changed from the sad solitary violin to a full orchestra, playing in a romantic major key. The male lead ran to the woman, got down on his knee, and asked if she would dance with him. She beamed at him as she accepted, took his hand, and let him lead her out onto the dance floor.

The couple on the screen held each other close, then kissed as they danced.

"Oh Howard, you've made me the happiest woman on earth" she the woman on-screen. "I love you so!"

The couple kissed again, then the music came up, and the closing credits showed on the screen. Lynn clapped, then hit the stop button on her DVD's remote control.

"I just love that ending" she said.

"It was so romantic" said Darren, wiping a tear from his eye.

Lynn smiled. He had felt what the woman felt. It wouldn't be long before he list his discomfort having boys flirt with him. She would make him watch a steady stream of romantic movies, until he began to completely feel like a woman on the inside.

While Darren was brushing his teeth, before going to bed, Lynn walked into the bathroom. She handed him a jar of cream.

"This will keep your skin nice and smooth feeling. Put it on every night" she said.

Next, she handed him a tube with another cream.

"Put this on around your nippls, and rub it in. Twice a day. It will help your boobs to grow" she said.

Darren eagerly took the tube from her.

"And take one of these pills each morning, and each night. They will help you feel like a girl too."

"Yes" said Darren, not even asking what they were. He didn't need to ask. In his heart, he knew that they were going to be some kind of female hormones, perhaps estrogen. His body would be *craving* it. He took one right then and there, and felt very proud of himself. Lynn would be pleased at how well he had done what she asked.

Before going to bed, he also put the cream from the tube onto his chest, rubbing it in as the instructions indicated. He also put the other cream all over his body, so his skin would be nice and smooth. Just like Lynn's. He wanted to be just like her.

* * *

It was Saturday, and Darren was busy putting on a cute outfit for the day. He saw that Lynn was getting dressed up in something fancy, and he wondered what they were going to be doing together. They ate breakfast together and chatted as they sipped their steaming hot tea.

"What are we doing today?" asked Darren, excited to find out what surprise she would have in store for him next.

"Actually, I'm meeting up with a girlfriend of mine" said Lynn. "And there is so much around here that needs to be done. Would you be a dear and do the grocery shopping for me? This list is right there on the counter. The sheets need to be washed, the beds need to be made, the windows need to be cleaned, and of course everything needs to be dusted."

"I'd be glad to do it!" said Darren, excitedly. He had noticed that it was time to dust, and he had planned on doing it that day anyway. He stood up to start on the dishes, but Lynn stopped him.

"You're not going to do the cleaning in nice clothes like that, are you? You don't want to ruin your nice new clothes, do you?"

"No...." said Darren, upset that he had offended her.

"Listen. I have a nice outfit for cleaning, right here. Why don't you wear it?"

Darren perked up. He was going to get to wear one of *her* outfits? How wonderful! He followed her like a puppy dog to her room, and smiled as she handed him a black dress with a white collar and cuffs. On the hanger was a white apron to match. It looked somewhat like a maid's uniform, but it seemed so exciting to think of wearing it, since it was Lynn's.

"I've got to go. See you this afternoon!" said Lynn, as Darren went to change into his exciting new outfit.

"Bye-bye! Have fun" he said, as he started to take off his clothes so he could try on the new outfit. He carefully hung his things back up so they wouldn't get all wrinkled, then he put on the black dress. He felt so much better in it, as he tied the apron around his waist. It was time to get to work, and there was so much to do! He wanted everything to be sparkling clean when Lynn returned, so she would be pleased with him!

As he started to dust, it was almost like a sense of euphoria that settled over him. He hummed happily. When he got to the livingroom, he turned on the tele and the DVD player. He watched the romantic film from the other night again because it had made him feel so good to watch. He smiled as the woman danced, and he whirled around himself, pretending that he was her, in the arms of the handsome leading man.

* * *

It was a month since Kathy had moved in with Lynn. By now, she had actually forgotten her old male name. It meant nothing to her now. She was Kathy, and she was a woman. She had settled into her routine as Lynn's roommate. Gradually, she had taken over doing all of the housework, since it felt so good for her to do it. She felt so feminine, and so happy!

When Lynn came home that afternoon, she had a hanging bag as well as a shopping bag in her hands.

"I have a surprise for you" she said.

"What is it?" asked Kathy, clapping her hands together. She had even picked up most of Lynn's mannerisms by now.

"Have a seat, and I'll show you" said Lynn.

Kathy sat down, and crossed her legs at the knee.

"As you remember, I'm having a good friend come over on Friday, and you are going to serve us dinner" she said.

"Yes, that will be fun" replied Kathy, who always enjoyed being allowed to serve Lynn in any way she could.

"I thought you'd look smashing in a new outfit" said Lynn, as she started with the shopping bag. She first showed Kathy a new lingerie set that she had bought for her. There was a white corset that looked so sexy and exciting, along with a matching garter belt, and a pair of sheer nylons to go with it. Next was a new pair of stiletto shoes, with six inch heels, and pointy little toes.

Then came the last part: a brand new french mad outfit. This one was much sexier than the uniform that Kathy normally wore. The hemline was much higher, there was all sorts of lace and frilly trim, including on the white apron. There was a matching cap and elbow length gloves in addition. Kathy was so excited that she could barely contain herself. She hurried to try it all on.

With the corset, she was going to need to glue in her breast forms. There would be no straps over her shoulders with this outfit! She gleefully put on the lingerie, with Lynn helping to lace up the corset so tight that it really made it look like she had curves. When it was all on, she felt so excited! She felt so feminine! And she was ready to serve Lynn in any way possible.

* * *

It was the big day. Kathy had done the grocery shopping, the cooking, and the cleaning. The place was spotless, the food was almost done, and the table was set with Lynn's good silver, which Kathy had polished to a shiny glow. A bottle of white wine was open, sitting in an ice bucket, ready to pour into lead crystal glasses that were set on the table. All was ready, including Kathy, who wore her new outfit proudly.

There were two large taper candles lit on the table, with a fresh floral arrangement in the middle. Kathy had spent hours agonizing over the details, making sure that everything would be perfect for Lynn's dinner. She went to the stove to double check on everything, when she head the doorbell ring.

"Would you be a dear and get that, Kathy?" called out Lynn, who was still in her room, getting ready.

"Yes, Ms. Hiller!" replied Lynn enthusiastically.

Lynn had requested that Kathy use a more formal address in front of company. She would be "Ms. Hiller" or "Ma'am" for the evening.

Kathy hurried to the door, and opened it. She was shocked when she saw a man standing there! In her mind, it was going to be a woman that Lynn had invited over for dinner, not a man! She looked at him, and he seemed quite handsome. From all of the romantic movies she had been watching, her heart started to beat faster as she saw how tall and handsome he was.

"Won't you come in? Ms. Hiller is still indisposed" said Kathy.

The young man smiled.

"Wow, a formal maid service and everything. She really pulled out the stops this time!" he said, as he walked in.

"May I take your coat, sir?" asked Kathy.

He took it off, and handed it to her. She put it away in the closet.

"May I offer you a drink, sir?" she asked, as she stared at the man's handsome face.

"Yeah, get me a beer" he said as he sat on the couch.

"Certainly sir, right away" said Kathy.

She hurried to the refrigerator, and found one can of beer way in the back. She poured it into a glass, and carried it to the man on a tray. He didn't say anything as he took it from her, not even taking his eyes off of the screen. Kathy stood at attention until he was done, at which time she took the empty glass, wiped up the ring of moisture from the table, and took the glass away to the kitchen. She was placing it in the sink, when she heard the click of heels in the hallway. Lynn was ready!

Kathy gasped as she saw Lynn dressed up nicer than she had ever seen her before. Lynn wore a dark tight purple knee length dress, covered with silver sparkles. The deep v-neck exposed her wonderful cleavage. Her perfect legs showed, as she stood in a devastating pair of pumps. Her hair was up, with silver ornamental clips holding it in place. She wore pearls around her neck, her makeup was flawless and her nails were gorgeous.

Kathy was so enthralled that she clapped her hands together in glee, before remembering her place, and standing there quietly, waiting instructions. For the night, she was not to speak unless spoken to.

"Hello, Roger" said Lynn, as she rushed towards him.

"Hi there, Lynn" he said, as he stood up.

Kathy watched as her perfect female roommate, the one she had so desperately desired when she moved in, threw herself at the handsome young man, and put her arms around his neck. They shared a deep kiss, while Lynn's prefect body pressed hard into him. When she finally released herself from him, she turned to Kathy.

"Kathy, this is my fiancee, Roger."

"Nice to meet you sir" said Kathy, who felt a strange jealousy within herself. She viewed Lynn as *hers* somehow. It seemed wrong for Lynn to be in a man's arms!

Roger didn't bother to reply. He took as much interest in Kathy as he did in the can opener. She was just a *thing* to him, like an appliance. His only interest was in Lynn. Kathy felt sick in the pit of her stomach, for a reason she couldn't put her finger on. While she felt so upset, she didn't let it show. She did everything that both Roger and Lynn requested, serving them drinks, appetizers, dinner, dessert, and of course an aperitif after dinner.

Afterwards, she did the dishes as Roger and Lynn sat down on the couch, talking.

"Will there be anything else, Ms. Hiller?" asked Kathy, once the kitchen was squared away.

"Yes" she replied. "I want you to go to your room, and stay there for the remainder of the evening" she said, sternly. "I left you a present under your pillow. You can use that, but you may not leave your room."

"Yes, Ms. Hiller" said Kathy, as she turned to leave.

She entered her room, and locked her door. She wondered what kind of a present that Lynn might have left for her. She looked under her pillow, and she stared, stunned. There was a box that contained a large, realistic looking dildo! It was detailed in every way, and quite large. There was also a small bottle with a lubricant. It was clear that Lynn wanted for Kathy to use the dildo on herself.

As she stared she heard Lynn give a squeal of delight, followed by a loud laugh from Roger.

"Oh, baby!" she heard Lynn say. "Yes! Oh, that feels so good! You're so big! Yes!!!!!"

It was clear, they were having sex. With her hand shaking a little, Kathy put a drop of the lubricant onto her new dildo, and rubbed it all over. She removed her panties, laid back on the bed, and took the dildo in her hand. She closed her eyes as she inserted it, imagining in her mind that she was Lynn, and that she was the one with Roger on top of her and inside her.

* * *

Kathy laid there on the bed, as she heard Lynn talking to Roger. The walls were thin enough for her to hear them quite clearly.

"You're telling me that Kathy used to be a man?" said Roger.

"Technically, she still is. I haven't motivated her to get the operation yet."

"So you're going to make her really become a woman?"

"I haven't decided" said Lynn. "There are many options."

"Will you have her move in with us, so we will have a maid of our own?"

"I've considered it" said Lynn.

"So why did you do it then?" asked Roger.

"For practice" she replied.

"Practice?" he said.

"You'll see" said Lynn, just before Kathy heard more giggles and a laugh from Roger.

* * *

Kathy had dozed off, but woke up again, as she heard Lynn's voice through the wall. She was talking, but Roger wasn't responding. Her voice was quiet, and Kathy had to strain to hear what Lynn was saying. It was something about her!

"When you wake up" said Lynn's voice, "You will be filled with a desire to become just like Kathy. You want to have me turn you into a woman too, just like her. You want to be just like her. You want to serve me too, and become my woman, just like Kathy. You want to fall in love with her, and become her lover. You will seduce her tomorrow, and make her fall in love with you. And every day, you will gradually become more and more female, as you become more and more my slave. You are becoming a woman now, Roger. And you are all mine."

To be continued ???????

  

  

  

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