Do Anything

by Jennifer White

   

I was completely obsessed with Kelli. For years I had loved her from afar, but the most I could say was that she was my best friend's girlfriend. I had known Bill for years, and when he started dating her, all three of us would hang out together. I never had much luck with women, so as usual, I wasn't seeing anyone. But from the first time I laid eyes on Kelli, I fell deeply and madly in love.

I spent a lot of time with her, but only when she was with Bill. I was so obsessed that I thought of her all the time. I'd pray each night that we could be together. I'd even pray to her, hoping she'd hear my plea from afar, and see that *I* was the one she should be with. I wrote her love letters that I'd never have the nerve to send. I composed poems dedicated to her. I thought of her *all* the time. But she had no interest in me.

I was so much in love with her, I couldn't even think of looking at another woman. I was alone, depressed, sad, and feeling more and more desperate by the day....

* * *

After Kelli had been dating Bill for two and a half years, I finally couldn't take any more. I finally got up the nerve to go see her one day when I knew that Bill was out of town. I knocked on her door, and stood there, literally shaking. She was nice, and asked me in. She offered me a drink (which I really needed!). Then with a shaky voice, I poured out my heart, and told her my true feelings.

"You're a nice guy" she told me. "But you know I'm in love with Bill. We haven't told anyone yet, but we've decided to get married. We already picked out a ring. We are going to have a party next week to announce it to everyone."

I almost started to cry. I was going to lose her forever! My heart was breaking, and I couldn't hide it from her.

"You're so sweet" she said. "I'm sorry that you feel this way about me, but you have to understand, I only love Bill. He is the only man in the world for me. We're going to be married."

"I know" I whispered, as I turned to leave. By the time I got to my car, the tears were flowing freely. I got home, drank half a bottle of whiskey, and passed out on the bed.

* * *

At the party where Kelli and Bill announced their engagement, I pretended to be happy. I acted as if nothing was wrong. But inside, I was dying. I felt such anger when I looked at Bill now. It wasn't fair that *he* was going to be with her! Kelli should be *mine*! I waited until the buzz around the couple died down, and Kelli went down the hall to get something. I cornered her alone, and made one last desperate attempt.

"I need to tell you something" I said. "I can't live without you. You are everything to me! I pray to you at night, hoping you'll hear me, and see that I am the one who truly loves you. You are perfection. You are everything. I need you. Please, please reconsider. Please at least give me a chance."

Kelli stood there a moment, staring at me.

"You don't know anything about me" she said. "You don't love me; you love some idea of me."

"That's not true" I replied. "I love you! I worship you! I'd do anything to be with you!"

She stopped again, considering her words carefully.

"Do you even know what I like to do in bed?" she asked.

"No" I replied. "But I want to learn."

Again, there was a long pause.

"You say you'll do anything to be with me?" she said.

"Yes!" I replied. "Anything!"

"And do you really mean what you say?"

"Yes!" I replied. "From the bottom of my heart."

"You say you worship me. I want you to make a an oath to me, a sacred vow that you will do anything I ask of you."

"I promise, upon my soul" I said. "I will do anything you ask of me, any time, any place. Anything. I am yours."

"Very well" she said. "Bill will be out running errands tomorrow. I will send you an email tomorrow, with instructions. They will tell you what you must do to prepare yourself so that you and I can have a special night together, so that you can begin the process of becoming mine."

I was overjoyed! I thanked her profusely, and I felt like was walking on air. I was going to be with Kelli! We were going to have a special night together! I rejoined the party, and now I really did have good time, for the first time in months...

* * *

The next day was pure torture for me. I found myself sitting by my computer, hitting the refresh button every few seconds. I couldn't wait receive Kelli's email, and I was so impatient! The day dragged on and on, and I became frantic. What if I had misunderstood her? What if she had forgotten about it? What if she was playing a joke on me? What if, what if, what if??????

I paced, sweating it out. I had a drink to try and calm my nerves, but that didn't help. I was going to see HER. SHE had said I was going to get a chance to be HERS! I prayed to her so hard! I waited and waited, feeling more nervous by the moment. When I finally saw an email arrive in my inbox with her name listed as the sender, I thought I would pass out. My hand was trembling as I moved the mouse to click on it. I held my breath as I read the words that SHE had written to me.

My Darling,

Last night was very special. It took great courage for you to confide in me with your true

feelings. It was very sweet of you to tell me all those nice things. I hope you really meant it. I

hope you do want to become a part of my life. We are going to become very close in the coming

days, as you prepare to spend your life with me.

I want you to arrive tonight at 7:00pm, sharp. Not one minute early, not one minute late.

When you arrive, I want you to be freshly showered. Shave off *all* of your body hair, every single

one that is not growing on your head. Put on only sweat pants and a T-shirt, then come to me.

Do this if you truly love me. If you don't mean what you told me last night, don't bother showing

up at all.

My deepest love,

Kelli.

I read it, and re-read it, unable to believe my eyes. She was sending me her deepest love! She said I was about to become close to her, and I was going to spend my life with her! I hit the 'print' button, so I'd have a lasting souvenir from this moment, her first love letter to me. I wiped the tears of joy from my eyes, as I headed towards the shower. I didn't know why in the world she'd want me to remove all of my body hair, but I didn't dare to even think of questioning her!

I got in under the hot water, and after soaping up, I took my razor and had at it. There was so much hair on my legs, it kept getting all clogged up. By the time I got to my chest, the drain was backing up a bit, from the pile of hair over it. I kicked it aside, and kept going. I shaved off my arms, and even the backs of my hands. I hoped I didn't miss a spot!

She said *every* hair not on my head, so as strange as it felt, I began to remove the hair under my arms, and finally, my pubic hair. Now that *really* clogged up my razor, but I kept at it. I was hairless now, although I had made quite a mess on the floor of my shower! But I didn't care. I'd clean it up latter. I had an appointment to keep.

I dried off, and it felt strange to feel the soft towel on hairless skin! I noticed a few stray hairs here and there which had escaped the razor; I got out a fresh one and made sure they were gone. I wasn't going to mess up anything on Kelli's orders. I wanted to show her how well I'd listen to her, and how much I cared for her. I put on sweat pants and a T-shirt, slipped on my sandals, and got ready to leave for her place.

When I arrived, it was only 6:34. I sat in my car until one minute before the hour, so I'd knock on her door right at 7:00pm. It was the scariest thing I ever did in my life. I was so nervous! I took a deep breath, and knocked. The door swung open, and there was Kelli, waiting for me. I thought I'd died and gone to heaven.

She was wearing a pair of tight jeans that hugged her curves. She looked so pretty! She had heels on, and I stared at her painted toenails for a moment. Then up at her cami top with glittery sequins sewed in. Her hair was so perfect as always, blonde and full. And her face was unbelievable, like a movie star. Perfect. I just stared at her. I felt my knees go weak, and I was trembling as I stood there, face to face with the perfect woman.

"So, you do really mean what you say" said Kelli.

"I'd never lie to you" I replied.

"Take off your shirt. Show me what you've got underneath."

I pulled it off, and she walked around me. She actually touched my chest as she inspected me, and I felt shivers go right up my spine.

"And now the pants too" she said.

I pulled them off, and kicked the aside. Again, she walked around me, as if inspecting. I was down to my boxers, and I felt so vulnerable to be like that in front of her.

"Those go too" she said. "Off with them!"

I pulled them down as she checked me out. I felt so small. I wasn't hard, and I was afraid she'd think that my penis was little. She just walked around me, and nodded.

"You did a good job" she told me. "It is important that you can follow orders, even if I ask you to do something you don't want to."

"I would do anything you ask of me" I said.

"I sure hope so. We will see. If you truly love me, you will do everything I ask you, no matter what, without question. Can you do that?"

"Yes" I said, eager to please her.

"This isn't going to be easy for you" she continued, "But it is important for you to show me you really mean it."

I nodded. She was about to test me. I vowed to myself that I would pass her test, no matter what. I stood there, naked, waiting to see what she wanted me to do. My mind was spinning, as I imagined what sort of things she might ask of me. I was prepared for anything, or so I thought. Kelli walked up to me, holding a pair of white thong panties. She handed them to me.

"Put them on" she said.

Panties? She wanted me to wear panties? I was really freaked out! But this was Kelli, and she had asked me to do it. They felt so small in my hand, so soft and silky, unlike anything I had ever worn before in my life. A million times I had imagined taking off Kelli's panties, removing them from her body so I could get at the precious treasure she had underneath them. But now she wanted me to put them on?

I didn't dare question her; I just slipped them on, although I could feel it was making me blush a bright red. I stood there, wondering what would come next, and why she was doing this to me. I looked down at the panties, with the white bow on the front of them, and I shuddered.

"Very pretty" she said. "Now you need to put on your bra."

Kelli handed me a fancy looking white bra. The cups were well padded, the shoulder straps wide, and the band in back had three hooks to attach. It had an underwire in it, and the front was made of up panels, each with fancy embroidery sewn in. For the first time in my life, I slipped my arms under the shoulder straps, then reached behind to hook up my bra. I fumbled around for a while before I got it right. When I was done, I felt so foolish. Kelli smiled at me warmly though, and that made me feel better about it all.

"These are your breast forms" she said, as she showed me what she had in her hands. Two enormous looking mounds shaped just like a female breast. They had large nipples on the top, surrounded by a ring of darker color. As she held them, I could see them jiggle a little. I took them from her with a trembling hand. She wanted me to put them into my bra. It was crazy to do, but *she* wanted it. And so I did it. I wasn't about to fail her test. Not when I had come this far.

I put them in, and I felt so weird. I had a bra on, and now the cups were very full, making it look like I had big boobs on my chest. Even bigger than Kelli's, perhaps. It felt so intimidating to have them there. I felt like I had to do *something*, but I couldn't. I froze. What was she doing to me?

Next, she had me pull on a pair of white stockings. They were creamy white, with fancy floral designs overlaid in lace. The tops were made up of two inch wide stretchy material, which looked like lace. That held them in place, but I could tell that they'd slip down a little over time. But that wasn't a problem, because next she had me put on a white garter belt with sewn in roses. After attaching it to the stockings, they would remain firmly in place.

She had me wrap this thing around my middle, which she fasted in back. It was very tight and restricting. I had never seen anything like it before in my life. Kelli talked to me as she tightened it onto me.

"This is your waist cincher" she said. "It helps to flatten your tummy, and helps to draw in your middle, so your hips look wider. It will help give you a classic hourglass shape, so you'll look as feminine and pretty as possible."

Why would she want me to look feminine and pretty? I wanted to ask her why she was doing this, but she had told me that I was to do as she asked without question. So I held my tongue. This was some test she was giving me! But I was *not* going to fail her. I'd show her how much I loved her! I'd do this for her, and whatever else she wanted. I *had* to have her. Even if that meant standing there wearing a full set of lingerie, with large fake boobs on my chest.

"You are wearing my wedding lingerie set" she told me. "What you have on is what *I* will wear when I walk down the aisle as a bride."

That strange feeling I had inside just increased tenfold. I was wearing her wedding lingerie? The set that Bill would be taking off of her when they made love after their wedding? It was on me now, and I just felt completely freaked out. I felt like I was in a daze. I offered no protests as she gave me a half-slip to pull on, followed by a flowing red skirt. She gave me a fancy blouse to put on, with ruffled cuffs, and a ruffle going up the middle in the front. It had a collar with a soft rounded front, instead of the sharp point of a men's dress shirt. I felt even weirder now, if possible. From head to toe, I was dressed as a woman.

"Come sit here" she said, pointing to the chair in front of her table with the makeup mirror. I sat down, and I felt completely stunned as she started working on my face. She put foundation all over, making my skin look smooth and even. Some powder here, some blush there, and then some powder in my eye sockets and on my eyelids. A pencil around my eyes, then a mascara wand on my eyelashes. A red pencil looking thing around my lips, and then a brush with a wet shimmery looking gloss over my lips too. A puff of perfume, and my face was transformed.

I sat there helplessly as she put a wig over my head, making my hair look long and full like hers. I didn't even speak as she held my hand, and painted a bright red color onto my nails. Two coats, followed by a clear coat finish. I felt the chill of a dangling necklace around my neck, and the pinch of earrings clipped onto my ear lobes.

As a final touch, she put high heel shoes onto my feet, and told me to stand up and look at myself in the mirror.

"The man who walked in my door is gone" she said. "You are a woman now. Your name is Teri. That is the only name you will respond to, and the only one I will know you by. Do you understand, Teri?"

"Yes" I managed to say, weakly.

"If you were a man, you might think that you could control me. That you could make me do what *you* want me to do. But that is never going to happen. Instead, you are going to be *mine*. I've made you become a woman Teri, so that you can be my girlfriend. I've taken away your manhood, so that you understand that you belong to me. Tell me that you are all mine."

"I am all yours" I said. It was true. I really meant it. I had been hers all along. But I felt dizzy now. Why was she doing this to me. I didn't want to be a woman! But if this is what I had to do in order to be with her, I was going to give it a shot. She was more important to me than my manhood.

"Now that you're my girlfriend" she said, "We are going to do so much together! I have an appointment now, to go to the fitting for my wedding gown. You are going to go with me. Here is your purse. Hold it over your arm like this. Practice walking in your new heels, while I change."

I took my first tentative steps in heels, while Kelli went to her closet, and picked out a skirt and a cami top. Right there in front of me, she took off her top and her jeans!

"We're girlfriends now" she said. "So I don't have to worry about letting you see me in my undies."

She giggled, as I gaped. I was seeing *her*, in just her panties and bra! And then to my utter amazement, she removed her bra too!

"This has a built-in bra" she explained. "With these thin little straps on the cami, your bra straps would show for sure."

She pulled on her cami, and I felt a momentary disappointment that I couldn't see her bare boobs anymore. But I had *seen* them. This was the greatest day in my life! I continued trying to figure out how to walk in heels, but it was hard. How did she look like she was gliding across the floor when she walked in them? I had much to learn.

We got in the car, and Kelli talked to me as she drove.

"Remember now, you are a girl. At all times, I expect for you to act like one. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes" I said.

"Good. Remember, you are Teri now. If you do *anything* that is not fitting for a girl, I am going to leave you, and you're going to have to walk back to your own house. If you force me to do that to you, I will never speak to you again. You will act like a proper lady at all times."

"I understand" I said. "I won't let you down."

"I certainly hope so" she replied, as well pulled into the parking lot.

I followed Kelli inside. We walked past one mannequin after the other, all wearing the fanciest white wedding gowns imaginable. One side of the store was full of prom dresses, bridesmaid gowns, and apparel for the mother of the bride. Kelli went to the counter, and soon we were joined by an older woman wearing glasses, her hair pulled back tight. She held a tape measure in her hand, and she guided us to a room in the back.

She started taking measurements of Kelli's body, chatting away.

"So what is your fiancé like?" she asked.

"He's wonderful!" gushed Kelli. "What a man. He's strong, intelligent, kind, gentle, and everything I could want."

The woman turned to me now.

"Is he cute?" she asked.

"Yes" I replied, knowing that it was what Kelli wanted to hear from me. "A real hottie."

"Teri told me she would have made a move on him herself, it if wasn't for the fact that he was dating her best girlfriend. Isn't that right Teri?"

"Yes" I replied. "I'd go out with him in a moment. But he's taken."

"All the good ones are" sighed the woman. "I'll be right back with a gown in your style, to you can try it on."

"You're doing good, dear" said Kelli to me, smiling. "You make a great chick. I think you were meant to be a girl."

I blushed at the compliment, but it also felt so strange for her to tell me I was meant to have been born as a female! I had that weird feeling come over me again, which froze me. Why did I feel so passive when she did that to me? I didn't know.

The woman came back in, carrying a large white dress bag with a zipper. She undid it, and I gasped as I laid eyes on Kelli's wedding dress for the first time. It was so pretty. It had a full skirt made up of stuff like a ballet dancer wears. The top would be very form fitting, tight and snug on her. There were no shoulder straps at all. It looked sexy and stunning, even just on a hanger.

Kelli took off her skirt and her top, and pulled it on. The woman adjusted it here and there, taking note of where it didn't quite fit her perfectly. Kelli smiled as she stood there in her dress, and I shivered all over. I had on the underthings she would be wearing with it at her wedding. Of course, she wouldn't need the bra, it had something built in. The front of it almost looked hard, like the armor Joan of Arc wore. She just glowed in it. I wished it was *me* that she was marrying!

When it was all over, we got back in the car.

"What a beautiful dress you have" I said. "You were stunning in it."

"Why thank you Teri!" she said. "You know, it is a very feminine trait to notice what another girl is wearing, and compliment her on it. Men are oblivious, but we women have an eye for fashion. I *knew* you would make a wonderful girl. Marge didn't even suspect. Your first day as a girl, and already you have everyone fooled into thinking you were born as one."

She meant it as a compliment, but it really made me feel upset on the inside, like she was insulting me in a way. I wasn't born to be a woman! I was a man! I took a deep breath. This had to be more of her test. I just let it go, and pretended I wasn't upset in the least. I just rode with her down the street, to a part of town I didn't go into very much. It was a little seedier, and I wondered where we were going when she pulled into a parking lot.

"As we go in, I want you to concentrate on what *I* feel, not what you feel" said Kelli. "You need to feel what I feel."

"Okay" I said, not sure why she'd ask that of me.

The door was very plain looking. The sign above it was a simple "K & G Inc.", with no display windows visible. I wondered what it could be. We walked in and I was stunned at what I saw. At the front, there were mannequins dressed in all sorts of strange outfits. Leather. Vinyl. Cat suits with cut-outs from your breasts, so they stuck. Dresses draped with chains. On one wall was a display off all sorts of handcuffs, blindfolds, and whips! Another wall had all sorts of ultra-sexy lingerie. She was into all of this kinky stuff?

Kelli took me by the hand, and we walked to the far corner of the store. There were shelves full with every possible description of vibrator and dildo. I saw her lick her lips, as if she was excited looking at them. I was supposed to feel as she did, so I licked my lips too.

"I can see you're very interested" said a strange voice. I turned to see a saleswoman beside me. She had seen me lick my lips! She thought I *wanted* one of those things! I felt like I was going to die from embarrassment.

"Teri just wore out her last dildo" said Kelli. "She's looking for something that gives her a little more stimulation."

"What kind do you use now?" she asked.

I freaked out. I didn't know what to do. I just pointed to one on the shelf.

"Those are very nice" said the woman. "But why don't you try one of these?"

She handed a display model to me. It was purple, and huge. The tip of it was shaped exactly like the tip of a penis, but the shaft was quite different. It was full of large bumps in the shape of a heart, with soft edges.

"You'll get a lot more stimulation for yourself with those" she said. "And the extra girth will give you maximum pleasure."

"That looks perfect, Teri" said Kelli. "I think its you."

"Okay" I said sheepishly. I couldn't believe that I was buying myself a dildo!

"Is there anything else I can help you with?" asked the woman.

"Well, we were thinking of trying out a strap-on" said Kelli. "What can you recommend?"

A strap-on! She couldn't be serious! I felt that awful intimidating feeling flood through me again.

"Which one of you is the man?" asked the woman. "I mean, in bed, that is."

Kelli looked at me and smiled. I knew what Kelli wanted to hear.

"She is" I said.

"That's what I figured" replied the woman, as she smiled. "You looked like too much of a girlie-girl to be the man."

She thought that *I* was the more feminine one? I felt dizzy, and I was in a daze as Kelli picked out a black strap-on harness, and then a large, very realistic dildo that fit into it. It even had balls. She was going to put *that* on? I felt sick to my stomach as we went to the checkout and paid for our purchases.

We drove back to Kelli's place, and I didn't have much to say.

"See?' she told me. "Another woman looked at you, and decided that you were the *feminine* one of us. You *were* meant to be a girl. Its a pity that you weren't born into a female body. But we can work on that."

She parked the car, and we went into her place. She offered me a drink, and I gladly accepted. She took off her skirt, and tried on her new strap-on harness. She placed the dildo into it, and I just gaped. It looked like my Kelli, me beloved perfect woman, but with a raging hard-n. One that was pointed right at me.

"As you may have noticed by now" she said, "I have a strong need to control whatever man I am with. I just can't play the role of the supportive wife, standing on the sidelines, proud of her man. I have to be the dominant one in the relationship. I must be in full control at all times. Nothing turns me on more than to take away your manhood, and make you become my girl. I love bringing out a man's feminine side, and slowly making him feel more and more like a woman, until he realizes that he has become one."

I didn't know what to say. I just froze again.

"I've held out on Bill" she said. "He's never been in my pussy. And he's not going in there during our honeymoon. I'll be fucking him with this, every single day. In fact, he is *never* going to be allowed to put his penis inside of me. He thinks that he is going to be the husband, but he is wrong. *I* will be the husband, and he will end up as my wife. By the time we return, he'll be more woman than man. I'm going to make it so that he doesn't even desire women anymore. When I'm through with him, he is going to want to date men."

Was she going to do that to me too? How could she do such a thing? I just stared, unable to even speak.

"I am going to completely feminize Bill. I'll be the man of the house, and he will soon become a she. When we get back, you won't call him Bill anymore. He will have become Betty. I will have him under total control. And that is where you come in."

What could she possibly want from me? I didn't want to be a woman! I didn't want to be controlled!

"I will make you an offer this once, and this once only. You can walk away right now, and go back to your boring life as a man, wishing from afar that you had me. Or you can accept my offer, and become my lover, my closest friend, and spend all of your days with me."

"What must I do?" I asked.

"You must agree to become my slave. I will feminize you of course. I will make you become my maid. My nanny. You will be the one who raises my children, can cares for them. You will become more and more feminine each day. Perhaps one day you'll even want to get the operation, so you can become a *real* woman. But as long as you still have your dick, *you* will be the one that can put it into my vagina. I'll make Bill watch, as you fuck me in bed. That will show him that he is nothing but my servant. You will serve me too, but you will share my bed."

She was offering me a chance to be her lover, and to be the father of her children. But I would have to live as a woman, as her slave, and be the maid for her. I'd give up my manhood, but I'd have her! What a terrible choice! I was so torn, I didn't know what to do. I loved her with all my heart, and I just *had* to have her. At any cost.

"You have five seconds to decide" she said. "You can go change, and leave me forever. Or show me that you belong to me now."

She pointed down, right in front of her. I knew what she wanted. I knelt down, and looked up at her. She looked so powerful standing there, with the huge dick pointing right at me. She grabbed my jaw, and moved a step closer. I let her open my mouth, so she could force it in.

"Suck" she ordered. "Suck so hard you make me come. Use your tongue too."

I did as she bade me, and closed my eyes.

"No!" she said. "Keep your eyes open. Look at my big dick. Its in your mouth, honey. You are sucking on a cock. You'll do this regularly of course, to show me that I'm your man. A woman like you loves sucking on her man's cock, to show him how she would do anything for him. I'm also going to put it up inside of you, all the time too. I'm going to fuck you so hard, your head will spin."

"You are my slave, now, and you will serve only me. You will do whatever I tell you, no matter what. I might command you to suck on Bill's dick, or to make out with him on the couch. And you will do it. Or I might tell him to suck yours, and you will let him. You'll even come in his mouth, if I tell you to. You'll do anything I order. You are my slave now. You belong to me."

I felt a tingle go up and down my spine. I was *hers* now! I was *hers*!!!!

"I can see that you really do love me. Lets go to the bedroom so we can complete our deal."

We went in there, and she opened up the closet. On a hanger, was a bridal gown, just like the one she had tried on earlier!

"This is for you. Put it on now, so you can become my bride."

I took off my skirt and blouse. She told me to remove my panties too. I pulled on the gown, and stared at myself in the mirror. I felt so strange being in it, as if I had hit a whole new level of femininity. Kelli walked around behind me, and pulled up the gown in back. I her smear something cold and wet on me, right between my butt cheeks, right on my hole back there. And then I felt the tip of her strap-on begin to explore me back there. My muscles clenched automatically, and my mind reeled. She was about to put a large, fake penis up inside of me!

"Lean against the bed Teri" she said. "I'm going to make you *really* fell like a woman.

The shaft of the strap-on came into me, deeper and deeper. Kelli started rocking, pushing in me harder and harder.

"You're my woman now" she said, as I felt her warm breath in my ear. "You are my wife. You are mine forever, and there is no going back. You are completely mine, and I own you in every way. You're my woman. Tell me you're my woman now."

"I am your woman" I said.

"Good girl" she said. "I'm glad you understand your place. You're so obedient, so willing to let me dominate you. I'm getting all wt just thinking of how willing you are to let me control you."

"I am yours" I said. "All yours."

"Oh baby, you sure know how to turn me on" she said. "Tell me you want me to feminize you."

"I want you to feminize me" I said. "I want you to turn me into a woman, like you."

Kelli was just going wild now. She pulled out of me, and spun me around. She pressed me into the wall, and kissed me so hard! She was fumbling to get off her strap-on. She pulled up the front of my gown, and she reached down to give me a hand job. I was so hard so quickly, and much to my amazement, she was guiding me into her pussy! I was inside her! This was my dream come true!

"Tell me you are a woman now. Tell me you're a lady."

"I'm a woman!" I said, as I gasped for breath. "I'm a lady!"

"Tell me you're my slave, and I own you."

"I am your slave, and you own me."

"Tell me you'd do anything for me" she said, her voice rising.

"I'd do anything for you! I'd do anything for you! I'm your slave! I'm your woman! I am your wife."

I couldn't help it, I just exploded inside her. I never came so hard in all of my life! I kept throbbing and throbbing, until I went soft, and slipped out of her. I couldn't believe it; I had just made love with Kelli! She took a few steps back, and laid on the bed. She spread her legs wide apart, and pointed at her pussy.

"You made this mess" she said. "Now clean it up. Use your mouth. Get every last drop out. I don't want to get pregnant until after the wedding."

I got down on my knees, and started licking. It tasted terrible, but I didn't care. I was licking Kelli's pussy! I was in heaven. Even if I was in a wedding gown, eating my own come. I had my head between *her* legs, and I was going down on *her*.

* * *

While Kelli and Bill were off on their honeymoon, I was very busy. I got out of my lease, so I could leave my apartment. I sold off my car, and all of my things. What I couldn't sell, I donated to the poor. That included all of my clothes, except the jeans and T-shirt I wore on my last day as a man. I took all of my money, and deposited it into Terri's account, as she had instructed.

I rode the bus, then walked two miles to the new house that she had just purchased for our new life together. I had a key from her, so I let myself in. Everything needed to be unpacked. I had to set up my room. The walls all needed fresh paint. Everything needed to be cleaned. The curtains needed to be hung. There was a lot of work to do, in order to get things ready for her! I put on the maid's uniform she had bought for me, and I got to work.

Every day I worked hard. I had to make sure everything was ready for her return. I spent at least twelve hours a day working, or more. Plus, there were other tasks I had promised to do for her, such as working on my appearance. Every day I put the creams and lotions on my face and hands, so they'd get nice and soft like hers. I also put the special cream on my chest, which she said would stimulate breast growth. Twice a day, I took female hormone pills, plus birth control pills at night. Kelli said that soon I'd start looking and feeling far more feminine that I was now. I was going to become like her! She told me she wanted me to have real boobs of my own, by the time she gave birth to her baby. She hoped that I would be able to breast feed the baby for her. I was going to be her wet nurse.

It was quite a task, but I completed everything the day before Kelli returned. She called from the airport to let me know that they had landed, and they'd be home soon. I started dinner cooking, and I was there waiting at the door when the yellow taxi cab pulled up. I took their coats, and stood at attention as I had been taught, waiting for instructions.

"I'm going to go put on something a little more comfortable" said Bill.

"Hurry dear. Teri has dinner ready for us."

He tore off, up the stairs. I stood there, as Kelli inspected me, giving me and the house the "once over". She liked what she saw on both counts, and she smiled warmly at me.

"Did you miss me?" she asked.

"Very much so" I replied.

"Good. Tonight will be a special night for you."

I smiled. I wanted to hug her, but I didn't dare act first. She had trained me to only do what she said. I stood there, waiting for her to tell me what to do. She smiled, came over, and gave me a hug and a kiss.

"You're so pretty now" she said, brushing a hair out of my eye. "With your eyebrows plucked like that, your face just lights up."

"Thank you" I said, as I felt her in my arms. My dream girl.

She let me go, and we walked to the kitchen, as she told me all about her exciting trip. I served dinner, but she waited for Bill to join us before she began with the salad. I heard footsteps, and turned to see Bill. Only it didn't look like him. It looked like a woman.

"Why Betty, you look lovely" said Kelli.

"Thank you, Ma'am" said Bill, his voice trying to sound soft and high in pitch. He looked at me helplessly. I wondered if I looked that helpless to him. But I didn't care. I was with Kelli now. I proudly served them dinner, then cleared the table. Now *I* was allowed to eat, but only a little. I needed to lose some weight so I'd look better in a dress.

After the dishes were all done, I went upstairs to unpack the bags. I sorted out the dirty clothes, putting them into the hamper. I noticed that there weren't too many men's clothes there; just enough to travel with. She had made Bill dress as Betty the whole trip. And there were an assortment of strap-ons and dildos that she had brought with her. She had told me the truth; she really did do him the whole time.

I hung up the clothes that were still clean, put everything away, and placed the empty bags in the basement closet where they belonged. Then I reported to Kelli, to see what else I could do for her.

"That is all for tonight, Teri" she said. "Go put on your sexiest lingerie, and meet me in my bedroom."

"Yes, Ma'am" I said, feeling the excitement already. I hurried to my room, took off my maid's uniform, and carefully hung it on the closet door. I was already wearing sexy lingerie, but I had a new and even better set that she had bought me, all white, frilly and lacy. I put it on, and I smiled as I walked down the hall towards her room. My heels were clicking on the floor, and by now I was able to move in them with grace and confidence. I knocked on her door, and I was told to enter.

Kelli was standing by the bed, wearing only a see-through nightie. I had a great look at her wonderful breasts, and the nipples which were hard, their outlines clearly showing through the thin sheer material. Down below, she had on a huge, realistic looking strap-on. She was ready for me, and I was ready for her.

But then I noticed something else: Bill. Or more precisely, Betty. He was there too, also dressed up in lingerie. He too had on large fake breasts, which were glued onto his chest somehow. He had on the exact same nightie as Kelli had. She pointed him to come to the bed, then she beckoned for me to approach too.

"Teri, Betty, it would turn me on so much to see you two make out. Begin now."

And so there I was, holding a girl in my arms. Only it wasn't really a girl, it was Bill, who had once been my best friend. And I was dressed as a girl, in fancy lingerie, wearing makeup and everything. Just like me. Kelli directed us, telling us what to do. She had us kiss. She had us fondle each other's boobs. Then she had us remove our panties.

"Teri, put your hand on Betty's dick, and start rubbing it. Get her good and hard."

I did it, but I felt disgusted.

"Betty, do the same to Teri. Get her good and hard too."

I felt his hand on my penis. I noticed his long red fingernails. I felt disgusted, but seeing Kelli standing there, looking so sexy, I couldn't help but to get aroused by the stimulation. The same happened to Betty. He was hard as a rock too now. We were holding each other's dicks in our hands, kissing, while Kelli directed our every move.

Kelli ordered Betty to get on the bed, on his knees, facing the end. He did as she asked, then she laid down. She slid herself under him, so he was right above her. Then she pulled the dildo on her strap-on towards her, exposing her pussy beneath it.

"Teri, put yourself into my pussy. Now."

I climbed on the bed, and slid myself in. I was in heaven!

"Now lower yourself down" she said.

I did as she asked. But as I got lower, my face started getting closer to Betty's penis. She put her hands around my neck, and pulled me lower still, until I was right there.

"Be a good girl, and open your mouth" she told me. "You're going to suck Betty's dick now, just like I trained you to do. Just like you did to me, I want you to suck and lick. When Betty comes, I want you to swallow it all, just like I trained you to do. Open up, and let Betty into your mouth."

I felt sick to my stomach. Sucking on a dildo attached to Kelli was one thing. Put a *real* penis in my mouth was quite another! But I had no choice, I must obey Kelli's orders. I opened up, and felt Betty slide into me. Unlike the dildo, she was warm. I heard Betty moan, as I started to stimulate her with my tongue. I almost forgot that I was inside of Kelli's pussy at that moment.

"From now on" she said, "When you're in me, Betty will be in you. You can have me all you want, but you've got to make Betty come before you're allowed to come. Soon, you'll start to associate sucking Betty with the good feeling you get from coming. In time, you won't even need me anymore; you'll only want Betty. I hope you can come in me while you've still have your last vestige of manhood. Otherwise I'll need to go find someone else to get me pregnant. And I'll make you watch."

I felt so powerless! I felt so weak! Kelli was touching in back now, pushing a dildo into me, while I was in her. Suddenly, Betty came in my mouth. It was that same disgusting taste that filled my mouth, as she throbbed, pumping it all out. I swallowed it quickly, and she pulled back out.

"You can start thrusting in me now" ordered Kelli. I did as she asked.

"You kissed a man" she said. "You sucked on a *real* dick. And you made a man come. Do you realize what line you've crossed? You *are* a woman now, Teri. You've become a woman. And I'm only getting started with you. Why aren't you coming in me? Are you already that attracted to man that I don't turn you on anymore? Not man enough to come in my pussy anymore? You really *are* a woman, aren't you? Maybe it would help if you pretended that I was a man. Maybe *that* would turn you on."

Finally, I exploded in her. I felt like crying. She was controlling things so much that I felt like I was *nothing*. I felt stunned, as she ordered Betty to her knees, and told her to suck the come out of her pussy. Just as I had with her, when she first started turning me into a woman.

"You're not even worthy to come in my pussy" she told Betty. "Only other man can come in me. You can just lick me out. Do a good job, or I might end up pregnant with his baby. Suck all of his come out of me."

I watched as Betty used her tongue, working hard to clean out Kelli. I hoped that Betty missed something, so that it could be *my* come that got Kelli pregnant. But all I could do now was to watch.

* * *

Every day from then on, it was more of the same. Kelli would do me at least once a day with her strap-on. Every day or two, I'd get to come in her, but only after I made Betty come. Sometimes, she'd make Betty do me from behind. Or I'd have to be on my knees to please Betty. After I took care of her, *then* I could be with Kelli. It was worth it; I was making love with the girl of my dreams, almost daily.

"You know, I'm disappointed in that breast cream of yours" said Kelli one day. "Your boobs are hardly growing at all!"

"They've started to bud" I said, helpfully.

"Yes, but it is taking far too long. I'm tired of seeing you in breast forms. They're no fun for me to suck or to fondle. I'm going to call the doctor tomorrow so you can get implants. It is time for you to take the next step. I just can't stand seeing you so flat chested. You need boobs. Big ones. And you need them now."

"Yes, Ma'am" I said, not daring to contradict her.

And so it was that six months after I had first put on a bra, I would up with c-cup implants on my chest. I couldn't believe how they looked, but it would take some time for them to heal, and for the pain to subside. But they looked awesome, and Kelli seemed quite pleased with them. I was able to wear so many more things, once the healing process was complete. I decided that I loved my new boobs. Betty was jealous, but Kelli wouldn't let her get a boobs job. At least not yet.

I rather enjoyed being the maid. The work wasn't all that hard, and I liked that I was doing things for her, making Kelli's life easier. She never had to do housework; I took care of everything for her. My own hair was starting to fill out now, but it would be years before it was as long as full as hers. Still, she made me stop wearing my wig, and she took me to the hair salon to get it cut and colored. She chose blonde for my new color of course, but with some hairs dyed red to give it texture. Strawberry blonde, she called it.

Over the next year, she had me get a few other things done. One operation made my nose smaller. Another reshaped my chin. I got liposuction to make my waist thinner, and implants added to my hips to give me better curves. She also got me a stronger hormone prescription, so that I was flooded by estrogen.

The hormones did their work, and by the time a year had passed, I found that I could no longer have an erection. You see, the day that Kelli found out she was pregnant, she put me on a testosterone blocker as well. I couldn't get it up, but I didn't even want to anymore. I wanted to be a woman, and I told her so.

"That makes me so happy to hear" she told me. "It is time for your next operation."

* * *

I woke up, in quite a bit of pain. I had a look down there, and I smiled. It was all gone. That awful *thing* betwen my legs had been removed. Now I had a pussy. Now I *was* a woman. Just like Kelli.

After I got home, I was excited, and eager to explore my new vagina. But I had to wait another six weeks before I could insert a dildo into it for the first time. Kelli of course wanted to be the one to take my virginity, so she used her largest strap-on, and did me. When she was done, she stood back and put her hands on her hips, proudly.

"There" she said. "Now you're no longer a virgin. Betty? Its your turn."

I could hardly believe it. She had just pulled out, and now she was having *Betty* put her penis into my new vagina! Betty massaged my breasts, kissed me all over, and began thrusting harder and harder, until she come inside of me. I felt so satisfied, so fulfilled. I had just made love as a woman.

"Betty, you are going to move in to Kelli's room. You two will do that every night, until you have fallen in love with each other."

Now Betty moved in with me. But the strange thing about it was that the moment she was with me, Kelli started working on her, to turn her into a man again! Kelli insisted that I start calling Betty by the name "Bill", and that "Bill" had to stop wearing her breast forms when we were in bed together. Bit by bit, she transformed Betty into a man again. My man.

The papers were filed, and the day after she gave birth, Kelli was officially divorced from Bill. In the divorce, he had sole custody of the baby, a little girl who Kelli named Ami. Bill was the legal father now. And I was his woman.

"You will raise Ami as if she was your own baby" ordered Kelli.

"Yes, Ma'am" I said, as I held the darling little girl close, rocking her to sleep.

"I am going away for a few months. When I return, I expect you and Bill to be married. You will spend the rest of your lives together, and you will raise Ami as your daughter."

"Of course" I said, as I tried to quiet Ami. She was crying. She wanted to be fed. I opened up the flap of my special breast-feeding bra, and I offered her my nipple. Ami took it in her mouth, and began sucking. I was breast feeding, bonding with my little baby.

* * *

I never felt so excited, so giddy, so feminine as the moment that I stood there, with Bill slipping the ring onto my finger. I had just become his bride. I wore the same dress that Kelli had worn at her wedding. With all of my surgeries, I fit in it perfectly now. I felt so pretty, so beautiful! It was the best moment of my life.

Kelli's mother watched little Ami for a week, so Bill and I could have a quick honeymoon. We went to a tropical island, and I can tell you that we hardly saw the beach; we were inside all day, doing it again and again. By the time we returned, we were so completely in love with each other! I was *so* glad to see my little baby again though; I had missed her so much. We were a family now, Bill, Ami and myself. We were one happy family.

* * *

On Ami's 5th birthday, we had quite a party. But one thing made it very special: Kelli attended!

"Ami, this is your aunt Kelli" I said. "The one I told you about."

"You're even prettier than mommy told me" said Ami, making us all smile.

Kelli had brought a friend with her, a woman who had that certain look about her. I was certain that at one time, she had been a man. Kelli was at it again, not content to have and control just one man for a lifetime. She had someone new now, another man she could feminize. Looking back at my life, it was Kelli who had given me everything. My baby. My husband. Love. Happiness. And it was all thanks to her.

"I owe you so much" I told her, as we hugged before she left. "I would do anything for you."

  

  

  

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