Body Gallery                  by: Paul G Jutras

 

A leg stretches out of the tub, resting its pink toes on the side. Pink nailed fingers grip a razor and shaves the leg smooth before Paul gets out of the tub and step on a circular platform. With the press of a button, air jets blew him dry. After putting on a floral pair of panties, Paul put some special glue on his nipples and held his breast forms until they remained in place. He then put on a bra, white turtle neck, open toe shoes and slacks.

Pressing another button on the control, the platform lowered Paul from the bathroom to the living room. His father and mother sat on the couch with the super bowl for the year 2077 playing on the Tele-projector. Putting televisions in the antique shops, the new Tele-projectors sent holographic images that made watchers of the super bowl feel like they were right on the field with the players.

"Enjoy the game." Paul said as he walked through the holograph of a player running down the field. "I have to get some stuff for my vacation at Looney World."

Paul grabbed his purse from the counter and primped his hair in the mirror before stepped out to his hover car. Pulling out a coupon he clipped for Body Galley, he set it in his purse on the passenger side and stepped into the car with a very feminine manner. He was off for downtown Star City.

It was early in the morning and park places were no problem. Arriving ten minutes early, I entered the lobby and the receptionist who set up my appointment, smiled at me. I knew I had a few minutes, so I took a seat in the waiting room and began to flip through the latest issues of Vogue and Cosmo.

"We are ready for you, Miss Jutras." A young man smiled warmly as he greeted me and escorted me by the arm to the back office. On display along the hall were different model body suits dating all the way back to the late 20^th century. They even had the goofy monster types from some bad horror movies. He sat down behind a metal desk bolted to the floor. "Please sit down and make yourself comfortable."

"Please call me Jeff." He said as he typed a few buttons on his keyboard and what appeared to be some kind of test popped out of a hidden panel. "Just a few questions and then you can get started."

"Okay, Jeff." I said wondering why I wasn’t told of the questions before coming here.

"First of all any particular culture you’d like to be on your vacation?" Jeff asked.

I hadn’t thought of it, but I always like the Japanese." Paul said.

"That’s no problem." Jeff said, marking the piece of paper. "I assume then you prefer your hair and eyes to be dark then."

"Oh yes," Paul assured Jeff. "I’ve always been proud of my hair and eye color.

"What about height then?" Jeff asked. "How tall would you like to be?"

"I thought I was just getting a female body?" Paul asked confused. "I know you can change hair and eyes with a mask but how do you change my height?"

"It’s the newest feature of the store." Jeff said as he pressed a button on the keyboard and swung the monitor around to face Paul. As Paul sat there, he watched a simulation of a man being injected with something and shrinking in size. He didn’t get any younger, just smaller. "While we do handle some women who fantasize about going on vacation looking prettier than they are, we mostly deal with men who wants the female experience. That’s why we found a way to make one a smaller, more petite size."

"How about 4’ 3" then." Paul figured that would be a good height for the culture change he was going to go through."

"Will this be a P suit or a T suit?"

"Huh?" Paul said puzzled. "What’s the difference?"

"A P suit will make you into a real woman in every way." Jeff said with a smile. "You can go to the bathroom, have sex and feel everything someone born female would. A T suit can’t be worn all the time and must be removed once a day so that the wearer doesn’t get too hot inside it. It also can’t be worn for the already mentioned events."

"P, that’s for sure."

"Okay," Jeff said as he went over the test. "Before I forget... do you speak Japanese?"

"No," Paul replied. "Is that a problem?"

"Not at all." Jeff assured him. "When we code your new DNA height, we can also code the knowledge of a second language as well. A simple task."

"How soon can I get my suit?" Paul asked.

"Right away." Jeff let the test get shut down the chute. "The computer is making your suit as we speak."

I signed the slip of responsibility for the suit and then was escorted to a room where a young black nurse stood in traditional attire. After I had removed my clothes, I also removed the breasts forms since I knew the suit would provide me with all the cleavage I needed. She walked over and handed Paul some nail polish remover and asked for him to remove the color from his nails while she did a blood test and did the DNA changes.

"I’m happy to say that you’re in great health and ready to start your new life." The nurse said as Paul wondered what she meant by life. He was only buying the suit for his vacation. His mind was taking off it as a young woman in walking in dressed in a pink blouse, blue and pink skirt that went past her knees, suntan hose and black heels. She handed the nurse a body suit, his body suit before leaving again.

"I see why you had me remove my nail polish." Paul said as he had remembered some of the cheep body suits in the hall stopped at the neck, wrists and ankles. This one’s hands, feet and hair covered head was all one piece. Paul force open the hole in the back of the suit and stepped his feet one at a time into the feet of the body suit. He then slid his arms into the suits arms and climbed into the rest. As he ran his arms all over his body, he couldn’t believe how much the suit felt like real skin.

"The heat your body gives off from the suit will automatically shrink your old clothes you wear to fit your new form, Miss Jutras." The nurse assured Paul as he got into his old clothes and found they looked even better on him than before. "If you’ll put your ID into this computer shot, all your records will address your new appearance."

"This company does think of everything." Paul said as he headed out to his car and straight to the airport. He had arranged the appointment at Body Gallery so that he could start his vacation right off after getting into the suit.

During the plane trip, Paula was seated by herself and stretched out in the free seats until the mid-air meal of eggs, sausage and milk came. The new woman got her luggage at the airport and took a taxi to her hotel where she checked in and went to her room.

"I can’t believe how real this suit is." Paula thought as she removed her clothes and ran her hand over her hairy pussy. A surge of pleasure ran through her. "Never seen a body suit with pubic hair before."

Slipping into an orange bikini and painting her toes to match, Paula got a beach blanket with the image of a merman on it and went down to the beach. Paula loved how it didn’t even feel like she had a suit on, but a real body as she squished the sand between her toes while taking a walk along the waters edge. The suit even seemed to tan like a real body as she laid in her blanket.

After spending the afternoon on the beach, Paula took the monorail into the park and decided to hit the water slides before changing out of her bikini. She hit the tunnel slides, and the tire swing beside straight and spiral slides. Before heading back for dinner, she spend some time in the park’s wave pool.

Changing into a white tank top, red shorts and red platform sandals, Paula returned to the park and saw the festival of lights parade. She decided since the killer whale show was in an open arena, she could watch the fireworks show and the killer whale at the same time.

"Hello there, cute stuff." A young man said the next day as he set his blanket down on the beach beside Paula. Paula smiled and nodded as she rolled on her stomach while he opened some suntan lotion. "Can I put some on you?"

"Sure."

"The name’s Philip." Philip introduced himself. "You are cute my oriental baby."

As Paula felt his hands rubbing her back and shoulders, she could feel her juices flowing inside her pussy and her nipples getting hard and aroused. The part of her mind that was still Paul said to take the suit off while the part that was Paula, said to just lay back and enjoy being a pampered woman.

After some small talk they were off to his room where Paula allowed herself to be pinned down to the bed. Paula let him undue the tie of her bikini top as they both slipped out of their suits. Paula let Philip stroke her pussy until she shuddered with a orgasm. Paula was so glad now that she had chosen choice P when buying the suit.

"Only if you want to baby," Philip said as Paula’s eyes went wide as saucers as she stared at his erect penis. Soon they were bucking hips and Paula was penetrated with a ripping of her new vagina; which was a bit painful at first. Then it became quite pleasurable.

The next morning, Paula woke with the thought of the previous night being a dream. Then Philip rolled over and stretched his arm under her naked breasts. Paula rolled over on her side and stared into her man’s eyes as he suddenly held her securely like one would hold a teddy bear. He realized his sex, inner thighs and legs were soaking in his cum.

"I really need to wash off." Paula cooed sweetly as she slipped out of Philip’s arm and went to get a towel in the bathroom. When Paula reached behind her head to pull the suit off and wash it in the sink, she couldn’t find the hole. Only smooth female flesh. "Where’s the opening?"

As Paula took an inventory in the bathroom mirror, she saw no sign of a man in a female body suit, but a traditional Japanese woman. She wiped the scum off and send waves of pleasure through her body. "I wonder what’s wrong with this suit?"

"I better get back to my room and really clean up." Paula said as he gave her a kiss goodbye in a way that made her feel like she had butterflies in her stomach.

When she got to her room, she called Body Gallery right away. "Yes, Jeff." Paula said on the phone. "I have a problem with my body suit. It won’t come off."

"What’s the problem Miss Jutras?" Jeff asked.

"I told you." Paula said. "The suit won’t come off."

"You did choose perminate instead of temporary didn’t you?" Jeff said as he checked the order form.

"Is that what P stand for?" Paula asked. "To be a woman forever, forever. Not just the length of my vacation?"

"That is what you wanted wasn’t it?" Jeff asked.

"This is all a bit of a shock." Paula said as she calmed down. "As a TS, I always thought I wanted to be a woman, but I never dreamed it would be this real."

"Glad things are turning out better than you expected." Jeff said as he hung up.

That day Philip and Paula spend the day enjoying the park and this time watched the fireworks together in the evening over a candlelight dinner. Paula especially liked their nights as they shared one another rooms.

When Paula’s vacation was almost over; however, she found herself waking up and running to the bathroom to throw up. As she hugged the bathroom throne, she just knelt on the floor with an awful taste in her mouth that made her realize her mouth was indeed no suit. It was her now and forever.

When Paula finally stopped going, Philip helped her to the hotel doctor. She got up into a chair in a gown and her feet up in stir-ups keeping her legs apart. The doctor got down between Paula’s legs and scrapped a sample of estrogen that made Paula feel violated more than going to bed with Philip.

"Got good news, Miss Jutras." The doctor said to Philip and Paula. "You are pregnant young lady."

"Never thought a body suit could make me that much a woman." Paula thought to herself as Philip did what was right and asked Paula to marry him in a simple ceremony with only the closest family members.

Paula woke up on her honeymoon morning and slip some suntan hose over her pink polished feet and put on a white blouse. She stepped out on the balcony to watch the beautiful beach scene when Philip came up behind her and nuzzled her neck. Room service brought their breakfast to the room. Paula lean back in her chair with her feet crossed on the circular table, reading a book of baby names after they ate. Their happy life together was only begining.

The end

 

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