Casual Compliment

by Catherine Rose

  

"That's a nice top," I commented casually to my girlfriend, Lisa, as she folded her washing.

"You mean this plain thing," she replied, holding up a white cotton top with short sleeves.

"It may be plain but it's very stylish," I countered remembering how nice she looked in it. "Guys could never wear anything like that."

"I don't know," she grinned. "It might look good on you. Why don't you try it on?"

I laughed on the very thought but this only seemed to make her all the more determined.

"No," she said. "I really mean it. In fact, I want you to try it on. It's only a plain white top so it probably won't look out of place on you. Anyway, let's do it for fun."

My ongoing resistance had little affect on her. She saddled up to me all romantically, ran her hands inside my t-shirt and up my bare chest, before slowly pulling the t-shirt off over my head. My thoughts of a possible encounter of the sexual kind were soon shattered when she suddenly started guiding my arms into the top we had previously been discussing.

We both laughed as we stood there admiring me in my new attire. The neckline was similar to a men's singlet but the cap sleeves gave it away as a women's top. Lisa seemed to find the situation particularly hilarious

"What's so funny?" I finally asked.

"Let me show you," she said dragging me to the hallway mirror. "I think you might need to put on a bra before you get arrested for indecency."

I stood there peering at my reflection unable to believe how the top looked on me. It seemed to hug my chest in a way that emphasised my pectoral muscles. If seeing the rounded outline of my breasts bulging through the tightness of the top wasn't shocking enough, the sight of my own erect nipples causing little bumps in the fabric was even worse. I looked like I had suddenly developed a pair of women's breasts!

Just then the front door opened behind us as my girlfriend's flatmate, Sonia, entered. The laughter began anew as Lisa explained how I had come to be as I was.

"You really do need to wear a bra under that top," assured Sonia. "Don't go away, I'll be right back."

I barely had time to blink as Sonia returned from her room holding a white bra.

"This is what you need," she said, "a t-shirt bra."

I thought she was joking, of course, and joined the two girls in their hysterical giggle as Lisa once again pulled a top off over my head. But the joke seemed to be fast getting out of hand as Sonia slipped my arms through the straps of the bra and clipped it on at the back. Before I knew it, I was again wearing the white top, this time with the bra underneath, staring again at my reflection in the mirror.

"That's much better," said Sonia admiring her handiwork.

My nipples were well hidden this time only my breasts seemed even larger than before thanks to the padding in the bra. In fact, with the cut of the top over my baggy jeans, I thought I looked quite shapely in a feminine sort of way.

The girls were well and truly enjoying themselves by now and I had to admit that I found it all quite humorous myself.

"If it wasn't for those horrible sandals you have on, your clothes could pass off for a girl's," said Sonia.

"It seems out of place calling you 'Darren' looking like that," said Lisa. "What shall we call you from now on?"

"How about 'Natalie'?" replied Sonia.

"Fantastic!" said Lisa taking me by the hand. "Come on, Natalie. Let's find you some shoes."

If I'd stopped to think about what was going on, I might have been more embarrassed by it. But the truth was that I was having fun myself. I enjoyed a good laugh as much as anyone, especially since it was Sonia who had introduced me to Lisa in the first place. Sonia was dating my best friend at the time and but for a twist of fate I might have ended up dating her instead. Being the centre of attention of both of them was a real treat.

While Lisa and I rummaged through her shoe collection unable to find anything of hers that remotely fitted my feet, Sonia had her own ideas. She suddenly appeared with a pair of black closed toe shoes with a 3" heel.

"This pair was left behind when Joanne moved out."

Joanne was a giant, even by my standards. She was over 6-foot tall and played Goal Shooter for a Netball team. She had moved out after being recruited to play professionally. I was not altogether surprised that her shoes would fit me perfectly.

"Those shoes are much too flash to be wearing with those jeans," said Sonia, taking out a black miniskirt from her drawer. "Try this on."

The elasticised waist made it easy to slip on, but this seemed to cause a new problem.

"You can't wear that skirt with those hairy legs," declared Lisa.

"Try on these black tights," offered Sonia. "Being opaque, they'll hide that unsightly fungus."

A black pair of panties was quickly added to the mix before the two girls started rolling the tights up my legs. Amazing sensations were coming over me by now as my skin became wrapped up in the softness of garments I'd never experienced before so up close and personal. I had always enjoyed stroking Lisa's legs when she wore pantihose or tights but I could never have imagined how exquisite it felt having my own encased legs stroked. With the high heels on, I was now dressed entirely in women's clothes. But the girls' excitement only seemed to accelerate their wild ideas.

Sonia put a necklace on around my neck as well as a set of bracelets on each wrist. Lisa rushed off in the meantime, returning with a red cardigan. When I saw my reflection in the mirror I had to admit that I was impressed how the red cardigan complemented the white top and black skirt. I never would have chosen those colours myself, but they seemed to go together perfectly in my transformation into a woman. As I was admiring my reflection in the mirror, clip-on earrings were added to my attire.

By now, Darren was long gone as the girls sat Natalie down and started applying make-up to her (my??) face. I had shaved for my visit to see Lisa so my face was as smooth as it gets. Starting with the foundation, everything they applied seemed to be so sweetly scented that I soon became aware that I now even smelled like a girl. Blusher, face powder, even the eye shadow all added their own unique fragrance into the mix.

Even the mascara and lipstick, while emitting no fragrance, attacked my senses in another way. The heaviness of my eye lashes and the slipperiness of my lips drew my attention to two parts of my body I rarely gave a second thought. But the real shock came when I looked in the mirror. I was stunned how my eyes had come up with eyeliner, mascara and a bit of shadow. They looked beautiful! Not to mention the redness of my lips and the colour in my cheeks

Scarcely had I time to comprehend these new sensations when two squirts, one on either side of my neck, suddenly sent me into a hypnotic trance. I felt each of my hands raised to the sides of my neck with the inside wrists gently getting emersed into the dampness on my neck. My wrists were then lowered, rubbed against each other and raised up to my nose.

Perfume wafted through my very soul as I was transported into another world. While I had been accustomed to such fragrances emanating from Lisa, I had been totally unprepared for the indescribable pleasure of experiencing them from the inside out. I had no idea of what happened to Darren, but Natalie appeared to be coming into her own. As I traipsed to the encouragement of my audience, I even felt like I was now carrying myself like a woman. It was as if my body had taken on a life of its own with me a mere passenger on the inside. It was a weird and wonderful discovery.

I was soon sitting on a chair as my hair was brushed free from my ponytail, and regathered at the top of my head with a clip so that strands cascaded down the sides of my face. I was stunned at how lovely it looked. I never would have thought to wear it like that. With my makeup and clothes, I really felt quite attractive.

"Well, Natalie," Lisa's voice awakened me from my daydream. "What do you think of being a girl?"

"Wonderful," I replied automatically without realising what I'd said. This is where I made a serious error in judgement that was going to change everything…

In the midst of great hilarity, Sonia answered the door to find her boyfriend Gavin had come over with a couple of his mates, Aidan and David.

"What's going on?" he asked, immediately recognising me even though I was decked out as I was. "You girls having a party?"

"Let me introduce you to our girlfriend Natalie," Lisa quickly chirped. "Don't you think she's gorgeous?"

"Well, I do, of course, but you can hardly expect me to say much about that with Sonia here. Perhaps Aidan and David might be interested?"

It soon became apparent that they were indeed interested and that neither of them had realised that I wasn't really a woman. The girls and David were enjoying the joke and of course I was far too embarrassed to say anything myself. I could hardly have changed back into my own clothes while the boys were there and I certainly wasn't about to sneak off home as I was.

The boys might not have expected a party but they had brought around enough booze for one. Lisa and Sonia moved quickly when David, who seemed quite smitten by me, offered me a beer.

"Oh, no you don't. Natalie doesn't drink beer" Lisa scolded. "Sonia, why don't you get Natalie one of those Irish Creams?"

I took the drink offered and drank it nervously to calm my nerves. I found it sickly sweet at first but quite enjoyed the instant kick that came with it. But even its taste soon won me over. As the music played, I soon found myself dragged up to dance in a group with everyone else.

I never was much of a dancer, but grooving around in a dress and high heels was an altogether new experience for me, one I nevertheless got used to quite quickly. In fact, the alcohol so relaxed me that I soon found I was enjoying myself.

Lisa and Sonia kept stirring me silently with every glance by winking and pulling faces at me but it was not till a slow song came on, that I realised what they were up to. Lisa literally ran into Aidan's arms while Sonia quietly partnered up with Gavin, leaving me standing alone with David. He gentlemanly took my hand and I was soon in his arms much closer than I ever intended.

Fortunately, I had managed to keep my member pulled back inside my panties during the whole evening so David was spared the shock I suddenly faced – feeling his hardness press against my midriff. Yet I'm unsure even today if it was my tiredness, the alcohol, or the sexy song but I flopped into David's arms and even started rocking seductively against his penis. I don't know what possessed me, but as I allowed my head to slowly nestle into his shoulder I didn't offer any resistance to him lowering his hards down to my buttocks.

I fawned as he started gently squeezing my cheels, thoroughly revelling in his attention. As I raised my head to the fading music, our eyes met and closed in the one motion. His head moved towards mine till we were kissing… on the lips!

The slipperiness of my lipstick only accentuated the pleasure and when his tongue started to dance around inside my mouth I felt a chill pass through my entire body as if I had been struck by lightning. I have to admit that I was more than matching his fervour.

As we slowly unravelled and my eyes started to re-focus I realised that everyone in the room was staring at us. All accept Aidan were in total shock, especially Lisa who seemed dumbfounded.

"Wow, Natalie. I never realised you were so into boys. Shouldn't you have told David that you already have a girlfriend?"

While I stood there wondering if I was a lesbian, a homosexual, or just a slut, David seemed totally unfazed by it all.

"Well I won't tell her if you don't," he said as he kissed me yet again.

I trembled at the knees as we swayed to the next song with our lips locked in our embrace. When I finally rested my head back down on David's shoulder, I noticed that Lisa and Aidan were now kissing as well, only it was clear from Lisa's aggressiveness that she had revenge on her mind.

My own mind didn't quite know what to make of it all but I felt remarkably at ease. I wasn't even concerned when I noticed Lisa down to her bra and panties leading Aidan into her room. However with Sonia and Gavin making a similar exit, I instinctively knew I had to take the initiative myself.

I undid the fly of David's pants and slid my hand into his jocks. I was amazed to find how nice it felt to handle another man's penis and balls. David himself merely crumbled back onto a sofa, his appreciative gasps only excited me all the more.

I pulled his pants and jocks down to his knees and softly started licking, kissing and sucking all round his testicles as I'd always fanaticised someone doing to me. Yet I never could have imagined how equally as pleasurable it was to do so to someone else. As I let his penis slide into my mouth, I reached inside my tights to play with myself.

David hardly needed much encouragement as he held the back of my head tightly so that he could empty all his semen deep into me. I swallowed graciously, amazed how lovely it all tasted. I kept sucking him over and over to clean away every last drop while allowing my own penis to spray into my panties.

I flopped into his lap, gently stroking his spent force, having experienced the most amazing orgasm of my life. And then I heard the most sweetest words I'd ever heard.

"I know you are a guy, you know."

"When did you find out?"

"When Lisa made such a scene of our kissing… she is your girlfriend, isn't she?"

"Well she was until then, but I'm not sure now after seeing her snuck away with Aidan."

"What about you? You can hardly say you weren't enjoying yourself with me?"

"It was the alcohol that made me do it," I replied unconvincingly. "But what about you? How come you kept going long after you knew I was a guy?"

"I don't know. I wouldn't have touched you if I'd known up front you were a guy but after a few drinks and having you press so closely into me while we were dancing, not to mention that scrumptious kiss of ours, how could I possibly stop? I guess I found the thought of you being a male so convincingly dressed as a woman excited me all the more."

I snuggled up into his shoulder and lay quietly together until I feel asleep.

It was Lisa's deadly gaze that woke me up, but she could hardly complain about me while she was standing there in nothing more than her panties. At least I still had my skirt and top on, not to mention my tights although she wasn't to know how damp they were inside.

"Well I see you two had a good night of it," she remarked at the sight of David's half-naked body.

"Yeah," David quickly replied. "Natalie was a real 'vacuum cleaner'."

"You do know that Natalie is really a guy?"

"Is she? He lied. "No wonder she knew how to look after a guy. I wish all girls were so knowledgable and accommodating."

We didn't stay for breakfast. David did himself up as I looked in horror at myself in the mirror in the bathroom. Fortunately, Lisa had packed all my makeup items into a handbag when we stealed away from the party during the previous night. So after thoroughly washing my face, I surprisingly found myself re-applying all my makeup. I did a pretty good job of it, too. I even brushed out my hair, attaching it with the clip as before.

By the time I'd finished, David, with my car keys in his hands, took me by my hand and led me to my car before driving me to his place.

It took a long time for Lisa and Natalie to make peace with one another. Eventually, however, Lisa accepted she was partly responsible for how things had turned out since it was she that created Natalie in the first place, even setting me up with David. She could hardly then blame me when instant chemistry developed between David and I.

Besides, her own relationship with Aidan blossomed, and since Gavin, Aidan and David were such good mates, we often went out together. She became like a sister to me, helping me buy my own clothes and to move in with David.

It's funny how things turn out. I still have that plain white cotton top and I'm not about to part with it for all the tea in China. One day, I'm hoping Lisa will be a bridesmaid at my wedding…. But I'll have to wait until I'm asked myself first… But hey, isn't it a leap year next year…?

  

  

  

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