Synopsis: David's identical twin sister wants him to impersonate her, but why?

  

Davey

by Caroline J Bradley

© 2007

Chapter 2

Day 3 – the training

"Davey, come on, get up,"

David's eyes opened slowly, revelling in the feeling of the soft short nightie. Caroline stood over the bed, fully dressed and with a smile,

"Now I must go, thank you again for last night and I'll call you later," she kissed him passionately and pushed his manicured hands away as he started to respond, "later you hussy!". She tripped out of the room and Davey heard the door close. He got up and smiled at his reflection in the mirror, clean of makeup but in serious need of a hairbrush, he sat at the vanity and brushed his hair admiring the waves of colour and the sheer sensuality of the cut. His reverie was broken by the shrill tones of the 'phone, it was Julie with the clothes and shoes, she would be round in 20 minutes and wanted him showered and dressed, at least in lingerie. Davey trotted to the bathroom, enjoying the swing of his attached breastforms; he took a very close shave and a shower, careful not to wet his new hairstyle. Liberal use of some scented shower foam improved the ambience and he towelled himself dry and applied clouds of soft talc.

Into the bedroom, he chose a simple white panty and bra set trimmed in lace and then donned a pink towelling robe, at the vanity mirror he brushed his hair again enjoying the glimpse of the new earrings. A light touch of powder and a flick of mascara was enough to get him in the mood as the doorbell sounded. Julie breezed in as before and in a very business like fashion got Davey in and out of various outfits whilst taking notes and measuring.

"You'll need to build up the exercises I have given you and keep up the posture and walking bits. Try to go out as much as you dare and use stairs and escalators in your heels. You need some pants and tops for general going out, so why don't we go to the shops together and we can get a coffee, I'm starved." Julie smiled at Davey, "well, what are you going to wear?" Davey looked back and realised he was in a long blue evening gown with matching 4" sandals, "OK, er, the camel skirt, cream camisole and the brown boots?"

"Nice choice, but I'd wear shoes as it's easier to try on other shoes in the shops rather than keep having to remove your boots. You need to touch up your makeup, nothing too dramatic, and change your dark black tights for a pair of nearly nude. Off you go." Julie dismissed him as she packed up the mountain of clothes for final adjustments.

Hours later, weighed down with carrier bags from all sorts of stores, Julie took Davey to a very upmarket couturier that seemed to be expecting them. Julie introduced the manageress, Selina, to Davey and they set about trying on gorgeous floor length gowns in various styles and colours. Davey was on cloud nine as Selina and her assistants co-ordinated underwear and shoes with a multitude of fabrics. Eventually, they all agreed on a scoop backed light blue organza dress with a high neck matched with a matching long sleeved sheer wrap. The material rustled and swirled as he twisted and admired himself in the mirror only pausing to allow the assistants to take some measurements. The gown was whisked away for a back room as Davey was presented with an exquisite boned and laced baby blue full length corset with matching panties and sheer nude seamed stockings. Excited he rushed into the changing room to pull the garments on, jumping as Julie appeared behind him to pull the lacing tighter than Davey thought he could stand.

"Now, you'll need to get used to this if you're going to pull that dress off."

"I can hardly breathe," Davey whispered, "get used to it girl", was all Julie said as she tugged one more time and then tied off and stowed the laces.

The dress returned and they chose a pair of Jimmy Choo sandals in blue and gold with a small matching clutch bag. The final ensemble was tried on again, with Selina taking measurements of Davey's significantly reduced waist and enhanced bust before the dress was removed again and Davey sent off to put his street clothes back on, he needed to tighten the belt on his skirt three notches to prevent the skirt from falling off. Selina then brought out jewellery and watches for Davey to hire to match the outfit, deciding on long dangly gold earrings thick rope gold bracelets and a number of rings including a huge diamond and sapphire dress ring. Davey chatted amiably with all the assistants, following the Julie's guidance, to relax completely into femme mode with all the gestures and voice training coming to the fore.

Exhausted Julie and Davey left the shop with instructions to collect the dress and other items in two day's time, Davey was to wear the corset as much as possible to get used to moving and sitting in such a constraining garment. They stopped off at a small café and ordered a low carb lunch, Davey could hardly breathe, let alone eat. Eventually, Julie rose and gave him a peck on the cheek, "must go Hun, you can find your way home can't you?" With a wicked smile she cantered off leaving Davey to settle the bill and find a way back to the flat.

In an entirely feminine gesture, Davey pulled out his purse and paid the waitress, touched up his lipstick and collected the bags. Walking over the marble floor of the shopping mall, heels clicking, he remembered the deportment video and straightened his back, thrusting his boobs forward and taking smaller steps, he navigated the stairs and two flights of escalators without tripping. Emerging from the mall, he looked for, and found, a taxi rank and remembered his voice training as he breathed the address of the flat to the taxi driver. In the cab, his mobile 'phone warbled and he answered, without thinking to adjust his voice, it was his sister,

"Hi Bro, where are you?" He changed to his femme voice hoping the driver hadn't heard, "I'm in a taxi heading back to the flat"

"OK, I need to see you. Ask the driver to come to 127, South Molton Street as quickly as he can." She rang off and Davey asked the driver to change direction. A few moments later they pulled up outside a block of flats and Davey paid the driver from his purse, the tip elicited a "thanks, Luv."

Indoors, his sister looked harassed. "My don't you look good, love the skirt and your hair and figure are divine." She air kissed him, "sorry about this stuff, but I need to tell you that you have to be ready to impersonate me at a party in ten day's time. Can't tell you much more than that, it's a bit cloak and dagger. That's why I needed to see you, you see the bank I work for needs to get some information from a high flying delegation which is coming to London."

Davey was taken aback, "industrial espionage, but where do I fit in?" Barbara spent the next hour explaining the situation and his role, then she got him to walk, talk and copy her mannerisms until she was happy that he could take her place. They then spent another hour over her computer looking at photos of Barbara's contacts, Davey learning their names and details as he went – luckily for both of them he had a photographic memory, but she still tested him mercilessly. Finally, she gave him a CD off the computer and made him promise to keep learning.

"So, it's going to be a big party at their office and you want me to pretend to be you so that you can do some spying?"

"Well, yes. But we'll make it worth your while, I'm authorised to pay up to £100,000, how's that?"

"Is it illegal?"

"Strictly speaking, probably, but they won't know till much later and they're unlikely to want to broadcast the fact that their secrets have been stolen, won't do their reputation much good will it?"

Davey was a little uneasy, but he did not want this adventure to end, so reluctantly agreed. They pored over detailed plans and timings for the forthcoming party, eventually the doorbell rang and Barbara opened it to reveal her boyfriend, Simon. He smiled at Davey and even pecked him on the cheek as Barbara explained that he was in on the action and he would escort Davey at the party.

Now you two, you need to get used to each other and Davey, you need to be able to dace with Simon and any other guy so, have fun. She tripped out leaving Simon smiling at Davey.

"OK, er, Barbara, let's go out for a meal and get to know each other." Davey followed Simon to the door and let him open it – they proceeded to Simon's parked Porsche, again the gentleman opened the door and Davey sat in, carefully swinging his legs in and together as Julie had taught him. The evening was straightforward an uneventful, Davey and Simon chatted and ate lightly, despite himself, Davey warmed to the charms of Simon's rugged demeanour and as they left the restaurant, Davey responded when Simon took his arm. Back in the car, Simon drove Davey to the flat and saw him to the door, an awkward moment was avoided when Caroline opened the door and smiled at the pair,

"Nice evening you two?" Simon nodded and Davey cast his eyes down in embarrassment. Davey kissed Simon on the cheek and pushed past Caroline.

Simon called out to the receding back,"see you tomorrow at 6.00, we're going to the dance school." Davey grimaced and waved.

Day 4 to 10 – preparations

Over the next few days, Davey immersed himself in training for deportment, voice, makeup, clothing, and dancing for the party, getting slowly used to the tight confines of the laced corset. Simon was attentive and their initial attempts at dance improved rapidly to the point that Davey could move reasonably well without spearing Simon's feet with the heels. They continued to get on fairly well, Davey learning to relax in his company and allow Simon to take the lead in most things. Fortunately for both of them, intimacy was rarely, if ever, possible as their times out were often to group activities such as dancing or with Caroline in tow.

Indeed, Caroline came over most evenings and they even went out clubbing one night, Davey fighting to keep the attentions of one male dancer away from his amply enhanced bottom. Caroline and Davey enjoyed each other's company and enjoyed the exploration of their bodies in equal measure.

On the evening before the party, Barbara called to tell Davey that all was set as agreed. Davey was to go to the salon the next morning for a full makeover and final preparations. After a light dinner and excited by the prospect of really dolling up, Caroline and Davey kissed passionately. She smiled at him and took his manicured hand as she led him to the bedroom,

"Tomorrow's a big day and I want you to enjoy everything about being a girl in a fabulous gown, looking and feeling great. Tonight, I want you to feel what it is really like to be a woman, so I've laid a few things out for you in the bedroom and I need 10 minutes or so in the bathroom. Keep your makeup on and touch up your lipstick, get into bed and wait for me"

Davey was immediately rock hard and excited, he opened the bedroom door and saw an array of white lingerie. Stripping off his clothes and hanging them up carefully, he noted the tube of KY jelly and an applicator which, taking the hint, he filled and applied to his virgin hole. Then he squeezed into a very tight white basque with matching g-string and attached the sheer white stockings, his feet slid into 4" white ankle strap shoes. Finally, tottering a little in the divine shoes, he pulled on a sheer white satin negligee and moved over to the vanity to primp his hair and touch up his lipstick. He felt absolutely fantastic and paraded in front of the mirror, jumping as a series of powerful flashes came from the doorway,

"I like what I see and want a record of it too." Caroline emerged from behind the door, holding a digital camera, Davey gasped. She was wearing a matching version of his outfit, but in the sheerest black. The big difference, however, was the huge dildo poking out from between her legs.

"Like what you see?" Caroline smiled provocatively and moved to encase Davey's shining red lips with her own deeper, sultrier shade. Davey started to say something but a long red talon touches his red lips, "I'm in charge, you just lay back and enjoy what any woman would want." With that, she kissed Davey full on the lips and slid her hand up Davey's stocking clad leg to the huge bulge which was forcing it way from between his legs.

"Now that's not very ladylike is it? I'll have to do something about that, maybe later, it's my show." With that, she pushed Davey to the bed and gently laid him down on his back, her hands probing his body and her hot breath cascading over his face and then his legs. He tried to reciprocate, but she pushed him down as her tongue and lips explored the tops of his stockings, her hand massaging the bulge in his g-string. Davey felt her licking higher and turned to see their reflection in the wall mirror, a very sexy white clad woman being licked and kissed by a beautiful creature in black. He gasped again as he felt her nails slide along the shaft of his cock and release it from its tight confines, he watched in the mirror as she licked her red lips and took the engorged member into her mouth licking and slurping, he was in heaven!

Suddenly she stopped and carefully repositioned his stiff member between his legs, which took some time and was not very comfortable for Davey. "A girl has to wait for her release, my love." Caroline whispered as she stood up and went over to the vanity, returning with the pot of KY, "I see you've used this already, naughty girl." Seductively, Caroline smeared the dildo with the jelly and then turned to Davey, she bade him roll over and slipped a pillow under the small of his back as he rolled onto his back, lifting his hips.

"Now just relax, my love, every girl has to go through with this and I know you will like it, but keep relaxed." She straddled Davey and her long finger nails stroked the lubricated end of the dildo as she slid her fingers around and into his tight virgin pussy. He tensed involuntarily, "relax my love, relax." She kissed him and he felt the rigid pole dig into his buttocks, she sat up again and held the dildo as she advanced it to his opening, with a push, he felt as if he was being torn apart as the shaft opened him up gently. "Relax, relax", Caroline intoned, Davey sighed and tried to relax, as he did so he felt an invasion as the pole slid in deeper, he forced himself to relax further and felt the final few centimetres slide in until Caroline lay on top of him.

"There's a good girl, see it doesn't hurt too much." She kissed him tenderly and then raised herself up and started to push her hips rhythmically in and out, starting with small movements but gradually building. Davey began to enjoy the sensation and opened his eyes to see Caroline with her eyes closed, clearly enjoying the action. Davey brought his stocking and shoe clad legs around Caroline's back and she squealed with delight as she drove deeper into his exposed heat, moments later Caroline arched her back and groaned loudly as shudders travelled through her body. She continued to thrust into Davey for a few more moments and then collapsed on top of him, breathing heavily. Davey felt fantastic, he had been taken like a woman and had pleasured his lover, he felt a warm glow of love and contentment, not the normal blind urge to cum which was his normal lovemaking.

Caroline arose and withdrew the sticky dildo, pulling the other end, which was even longer, out from her dripping pussy. She smiled at Davey "wow, I never thought that much pleasure was possible. Now I have deflowered you, I guess I should return the compliment." She straddled him again and pulled his stiff cock from between his legs, pulling her panties to one side, she then liberally lubed Davey's cock and positioned it over her ample bottom. "My turn to lose my virginity there as well." She guided his cock to her tight hole and then slowly slid herself over the pole, grimacing as the initial pain hit her. Eventually, Davey was buried deep into her rectum and she seductively licked one red finger and slid it into her pussy, "mm, not too painful."

Davey could hold on no longer and started to buck up and down, driving his cock deep into her, Caroline held on, fingering herself as he drove into her and pushing down to bury herself on his upstrokes. Moments later he came, gushing floods of semen into her body, her masturbation increased and she sighed as her nipples erected and a small flow of juices emanated from her pussy.

"Thank you". Davey breathed as they lay together in their nightgowns after having cleaned themselves up. "That was an incredible experience and I loved losing my virginity to you." Caroline smiled into her lovers ample, if false, boobs, "my pleasure, we'll have to try lots more ways for girl on girl action and maybe experiment a bit more." Davey was instantly alert,

"What do you mean?"

"Well, you're a girl and a boy. And well, they have different needs."

"Like?"

"Tomorrow night, you're going to a party and will be dancing with Simon, Barbara's boyfriend. How do you think you'll feel and how do you think you'll respond – he'll see you as a very sexy and beautiful woman and you'll feel sexy and beautiful as well."

"But I'm not gay."

"No-one said you were, I am just being realistic. After all, haven't you wondered where this dressing up is leading?"

"I guess I have been wondering what will happen after the party and, yes, I guess I am nervous but curious to see how I feel with men when I am dressed."

"Well then, let's sleep on it and see what tomorrow brings." Caroline kissed him and fell asleep. Davey lay wondering where this was going, he really enjoyed being dressed as a woman and exploring that side of himself, but was this just a short term think or did he want more? He fell asleep without answering the questions and awoke the following morning without any answers.

Day 11 – the test

The morning of the party was a blaze of activity as Caroline forced him up and off to the salon where he was waxed, manicured, pedicured and various makeup and hair styles tried out to see which would complement the pictures of the evening's outfit Julie had thoughtfully provided. Eventually all were satisfied and he went to the salon were they forced him into a very tight corset and pulled the dress on before announcing themselves satisfied and packing him off with all the items for that evening's excitement. Back home he followed the salon's demands to remove the breastforms, bathe, shave and liberally apply all manner of sweet smelling potions before returning for the final act that evening.

Steeping out of the bathroom enveloped in a towelling robe and wearing a skimpy pair of white stain panties, the 'phone rang, it was Simon,

"Hi, er, Barbara, just calling to confirm that the car will pick you up at 6.00 and bring you over to my place for a quick drink before we go on to the bank, that OK with you?" Davey muttered an affirmative, "OK, see you then." He rang off, Davey's heart was racing, what was he getting himself in to he wondered? Caroline called a second later, "hi Hun, how's it going? Never mind, I've got away from work early so I'll come straight over and help you with the final prep."

Davey laid out his corset, stockings, shoes and jewellery and took the evening gown out of its huge carrier. He fixed himself a calming cup of tea when Caroline arrived. "OK lots to do, let's see. She gasped at the gown and shoes and took in the corset, "I see you're meant to suffer a bit love. First things first, we need your boobs in place, she helped cleanse the area and apply the adhesive, holding the forms in place with a simple white bra. Then, happy that the adhesive had taken hold, she pulled on the blue corset and pulled tight the laces, Davey breathing became shallower as the hour glass figure appeared and his boobs were thrust upward and outward. Next, Caroline removed his panties and rolled up his stockings along his smooth silky legs; the seams straightened before affixing to the 4 suspenders. Released from the confined of the panties and revelling in the feminine attention his manhood sprang to attention.

"We can't have that spoiling you dress now, can we?" Caroline smiled as she kneeled down and took him full in her mouth, a few pumps of her head and Davey came pumping bucket loads of semen into her mouth. He almost fainted from the sensation and his inability to breathe, "Well done, now go and wash yourself properly and put the matching panties on." Caroline was very matter of fact as she ushered Davey into the bathroom and presented him wit a light grey tracksuit bottom and matching zipper top when he emerged minutes later. "I'm coming with you to the salon," she grabbed her keys as Davey picked up his handbag and they drove in silence to the mall, Davey's heart still racing from the excitement and trepidation of the evening ahead.

To be continued…..

 

© Caroline J Bradley 2007

  

  

  

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