Body Gallery 2                 by: Paul G Jutras

 

The year 2077 has brought about many technological advantages. The company known as Body Gallery took full advantage of it when they came out with their special line of body suits.

Richard was a skinny little geek with horn rim glasses. He only needed the glasses to read, but preferred to wear them rather than carry them and worry about them breaking. As he walked toward the bus for the school field trip, a couple of jocks grabbed him, stripped him to his underwear and tied him to a tree. "You don’t deserve to go on this trip." Scott glared as he and Tom headed onto the bus.

"Stop!" Richard called out as he ran to catch to bus, but could only watch as it pulled off out of the lot and off onto the trip. "Ah, nuts. Now I might as well start walking home. Considering the distance, it will probably be time to end the trip when I get there."

Richard was heading off into the business part of town when he came across a store called "The Body Gallery." With a puzzled looked he saw a series of well dressed mannequins in the front window and wondered what type of store it was.

"Hello?" Richard asked as he stepped inside. A young man name Jeff stepped forward with a smile on his face.

"Is there a particular body or look you were looking for?" Jeff asked as Richard remained puzzled. He saw more well dress mannequins inside the store.

"Is this a clothing store?" Richard asked. "I may of experimented in ladies clothes when I was little, but I’m no cross dresser."

"This is the ultimate body suit store." Jeff said. "Each of these mannequins you see aren’t really displaying clothes, but how good the clothes can look in a body from Body Gallery."

"I can’t believe how real these suits are." Richard thought as he reached under the clothes of one mannequin and fingered he hairy sex of one of the suits. "I wonder if their real enough to fool those jocks?"

"Maybe I’ll try one after all." Richard said as he took one suit off the rack and walked off to the changing room. Having only his underwear on, it made changing easy. He would of wanted to get some clothes on anyhow.

"Decided on a P suit, huh." Jeff said. "Hear there nothing like experiencing sex as a woman."

"This joke will be better than I expected." Richard thought as he signed the slip of responsibility for the suit and then was escorted to a room where a young black nurse stood in traditional attire.

"I’m happy to say that you’re in great health and ready to be the girl of your dreams." The nurse said to Richard, who had bought an outfit to go on the body suit while the nurse ran the needed tests.

"This company does supply everything." Richard as he headed out onto the street and on the way home. He could feel how the heat of his own body was tightly molding the suit and allowed him to take on a new feminine form.

When he got home, his feet really ached from his new heels. He got into the house without his parents seeing him and got to his room. He slipped his shoes off, flopped face down on the bed and drifted off to sleep. His normally loud snoring was now almost non existent that night.

Waking up the next morning, Richard felt his bladder full and went sleepily into the bathroom. He lifted the lid and reached for his penis, to find it missing. He glanced down pass a pair of breasts covered by a dark floral design dress. He legs and feet were encased in dark nylons and some point that night, he realized instead of sleep walking, he sleep painted his toes an almost maroon rust color.

"Oh, yeah." Richard remembered the joke he was going to pay. Slipped downstairs, he wrote a note saying he was an exchange student name Robin and got out of the house before his parents could see him.

"I’d like to introduce you to your new student." Mr. Pollie said as he introduced Robin to the rest of the class. Robin made sure to take the seat between the two jokes that had tied Richard to the tree the day before.

"Pass note." Scott whispered as a piece of paper moved across the desks. Richard could guess that the note had something to do with Scott’s plans to get Robin in the sack. He was going to play along.

"How about going hang out with us?" Scott asked as he put his arm around Robin. Robin couldn’t help but smile and rest his head on Scott’s manly chest while giggling.

"Sure." Robin said, surprise at how moist Scott was making his crotch.

The two went to a cafe and had some malts then he drove Robin up to lovers lane. Robin felt Scott’s manly arms reach around and unzip the dress. Slipping out of it, the dress was tossed to the back seat. Richard couldn’t believe of much of a real girl he looked.

"Oh, my." Richard thought as Scott penetrated his new vagina. He was a little tight and felt pain as his walls parted. Moving into a more comfortable position, Richard’s hips began to grind as Scott’s manhood thrust in and out until Richard passed out from exhaustion.

"Where am I?" Richard thought as he woke on the grass with a sleeping Scott’s arms wrapped around him. "Oh, right. Time to wake him up and give him a surprise."

He reached behind his neck to find the opening to the suit, but only found smooth feminine skin. "What’s the?"

Carefully slipping out of Scott’s arm, Richard reached into Robin’s purse and pulled out a mini lap top. With a press of a button, Jeff from The Body Gallery appeared on the monitor. "Something gone wrong with my joke. I can’t get this suit off and to shock the hell out of the school jocks."

"Since you picked the suit out yourself, I figured you knew." Jeff said. "P suits can never be removed. They’re for a lifetime of womanhood. While you were at school, I informed your family of your decision to become a woman. While you’re still you in mind, you’ll find your new emotions having some control over your actions. Bye."

"That explains why I liked him having me so much." Robin thought as he silently said goodbye to Richard before retaking Scott in his arms. Maybe Robin could make the cheerleading squad so that she could go with Richard on his away games," Robin thought to herself as she held Scott lovingly.

 

THE END

 

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