Gawker

by Jennifer White

 

Tim was walking through the mall, when his eyes met the prettiest sight he had ever seen in his life: Nikki. She was a tall, blonde, living goddess, perfect in every way. He couldn't help but to stare at her, and her perfection.

 

Nikki for her part, had just through a bad breakup with her former boyfriend, Brian. He had cheated on her, and had left her for another woman. With three failed relationships in a row. and Brian's infidelity fresh on her mind, she was in no mood for such rude behavior. To make matters worse, she was in the grips of a bad case of PMS. She had come to the mall, hoping that some shopping would calm her down. But she was bloated nothing in her size fit, and now this jerk was looking at her like a piece of meat. She snapped.

"I don't know just who you think you are" she said, walking up to him, pointing at him, and actually poking him in the chest with her finger, "but you are just rude to do this to me. You act like I'm something to be gawked at, like an auto accident, and I don't appreciate the way you're undressing me with your eyes."

 

Tim took a step back. He was shocked at how this woman had just reacted to him. He had meant no harm. In fact, he wasn't staring at her for the reason she thought of, at all. He decided he needed to explain to her.

"I am *so* sorry" he said. "You have the wrong idea."

"What, that you want to undress me right here, and have sex with me? The idea that I'm this *thing* to be stared at, and not a person?"

"No!" said Tim, upset and hurt now. "You don't understand! I meant nothing like that."

"Then just what did you mean?" she raged.

"You wouldn't understand" he replied, putting his head down.

"Just as I thought. You're a typical man. Either you're afraid to talk, or you were lying to me. Either way, you're nothing but a loser male."

"No, please!" said Tim, almost in tears now, realizing how much he had hurt this perfect angle on earth, who was standing there before him. "I'll explain it to you, but I don't know if you'll understand."

"Try me" said Nikki.

"Okay, here goes" he replied. He cleared his throat, he took a deep breath.

"Quit stalling. Talk, or I'm leaving, now."

"I wasn't staring at you because I wanted to sleep with you, although honestly, a part of me *does* want that. But the main reason I was staring at you, and this is the hard part so say out loud, is that when I look at you, I see perfection. I see the very ideal of femininity. I see the thing I want to *be*."

"What?" she said, not sure she had heard him right.

"I wasn't staring at you because I want to have sex with you; I was staring because I want to *be* you. You see, I wish I was a girl. And when I saw you, I realized that *you* are my very ideal of feminine perfection. I wish I was you."

 

Nikki blinked, not believing what she heard. Was this guy crazy or something?

"Oh honey, you don't want to be a girl. And you definitely don't want to be me. Not when I'm about to start my period. You have *no* idea how miserable I feel right now."

"I'm sorry to hear that" he said.

Tim was a good listener. He was sympathetic. Without trying to, or without noticing, she found herself talking to him, like she would to a girlfriend. He was intelligent, reasonably good looking, and he talked to her like a girl does. As they talked, she discovered that he wanted to be a girl, but by no means was he gay. He had a lot of good qualities. He wasn't all that bad. And it was strangely flattering that a guy thought she was so pretty, that he wanted to *be* her.

As their conversation passed the fifteen minute mark, and idea formed in her head. This guy had all the right qualities for a plan forming in her heard, which she could carry out. It would be hard, but worthwhile if it did pan out.

"All right Tim, I accept your apology" she said at long last, bringing a look of quiet relief to his face.

"Thank you!" he said. "I was *so* upset that I hurt your feelings like that. I would never do anything to hurt a woman, in any way. I feel so stupid, like a caveman or something. I promise, I'll never stare at a woman again."

"Very good" she said. "Then do one thing for me Tim, and prove yourself to me."

"What's that?" he asked.

"If you really do want to be me, then prove it. I want to go out with you on a date, on Friday night. Can you be there?"

"Yes!" he said.

"And to show me that you're not just using some pickup line, when you walk in the restaurant, I want you to be dressed up as a girl. We will go out right this minute to my favorite shops in the mall, and pick out your outfit to wear. Is it a deal?"

"Sure" said Tim, excited to be able to have a date with her. Although he wanted to be a woman, he dated them exclusively. And he dressed up as a girl all the time. But not in public! That would be the hard part.

 

Nikki led Tim around to several stores, until she found just the right outfit for him. It consisted of a ruffled white miniskirt, and a royal blue tank top with very thin straps. It would take a lot of work, and a lot of nerve for him to pull *that* look off. She told him to meet at Mario's at 7:30, and that she'd have a booth ready for them in the back.

 

* * *

 

At home, Tim tried on the outfit. His legs were already shaved, but his chest needed shaving. He could have stood to loose a few pounds, but there wasn't time. She he got out his girdle, and tried that on. It helped.

 

On Friday, Tim started to get ready for his date at 5:00. First, he showered, shaved his chest. Then he shaved his face again, for the 2nd time that day, to be certain that any facial hair wouldn't show. Then he went to his bedroom, and started his transformation process. He put on panties, then his girdle. Next came his largest breast forms, with the special glue to help hold them in place.

He pulled on the royal blue top, which had a built in bra. It was really cute, but he wished his shoulders weren't so big, so he could look more feminine. Next came a pair of control top pantyhose, ultra-sheer, and nude in color. You wouldn't notice them at first glance, but they made him feel more confident as a woman.

Now he did his makeup, spending a lot of time to make his face as pretty as possible. He was getting good at it (or so he thought), and after half of an hour, he was pretty satisfied with his face. Next came his wig, which was sandy blonde with highlights, with long straight hair. He loved how it made him feel.

Tim had a pair of closed toe high heel shoes, which he decided would go well with the outfit. He put them on, then turned his attention to his fingernails. First, he put on a set of fake nails, which you pressed on to your real ones, to make it look like you had long nails. He filed them into perfect ovals, and pained them bright red. They sometimes fell off, and he wished that he could get away with having his real nails long!

Tim stood up to survey the results. Not bad. He would have liked to look even more feminine, but he still kind of looked like a guy in women's clothes. But it was the best he could do. And he only had a little time left. He put on perfume, a couple of rings, bracelets, a necklace, and clip-on earrings. Now he was done.

He took out a purse from the collection, put his money in it, along with his wallet. He prayed that he wouldn't get a traffic ticket today. Being dressed up was not a good time to have a police officer ask for you ID! He would use his standard excuse of going to a costume party, but he was terrified of being caught. So he drove extra conservatively. Several guys sped around him, and swore about the 'stupid woman driver' blocking traffic. However, he reached Mario's at 7:20, without incident.

Tim was also terrified when he arrived. What if she had been pulling his leg and wouldn't show? He would be *so* embarrassed if it had all be a setup. He went inside with trepidation. After his eyes adjusted to the dim lighting, he found where Nikki was sitting in the back, as she had promised.. She had been wise to pick this place. With this kind of lighting, and with the privacy of the booths, nobody would ever notice that he wasn't a girl, except her of course. He walked over, smiled and waved. He sat down, and she seemed rather pleased.

"I wasn't sure if you were going to go through with it or not" she said.

"I wouldn't miss this chance for anything" he replied.---

 

Just as in their first meeting, Tim was a good listener, and in no time Nikki was talking, telling him all sorts of things. He seemed very interested to learn about her, and he listened intently. She was starting to like him, and just for a moment, she felt a little bad about what she was about to do to him.

When it was his turn, he told her about himself, and how he had always wished he had been born a girl. He had dressed up in women's clothes ever since he could remember, and he loved nothing better than to pretend that he was a female. So going out in a skirt was a little difficult, but he had done it before. But this was his first date as a girl.

 

After eating dinner, having a couple of drinks, and talking for another half hour, Nikki and Tim went for a walk.

"What name do you use for yourself when you're dressed up?" she asked.

"Kelli" he replied.

"Do you mind if I call you Kelli then?" she asked.

"I'd be honored" he replied.

"Great. Then from now on, to me, you're Kelli."

Tim felt a thrill run through him. She was going to treat him like a girl! He never imagined that he could have a girlfriend who was into the same fantasy as he was! He was so excited too, that it wasn't just any girl, but his dream girl.

When they got back to the parking lot, Nikki gave Tim a piece of paper, and wrote her number on it.

"Give me a call some time this week" she said. "I know you will, because you're more a girl than a guy. Most of the time, guys never call you back. But I *know* you'll call me."

"I sure will" said Tim, his hand trembling as he took the paper from her.

They said their goodnights, and left without kissing. It was just a first date, and both were willing to take things slowly.

 

* * *

 

True to his word, Tim called Nikki a few days later, and talked about what a good time he had with her. She told him she really enjoyed it as well, and that she would love to do it again.

"Let's meet on Friday, at The Bistro. 7:30 again."

"Sounds great to me. I love French" he replied.

"Then we have a date. When you show up, I want to see you in a yellow dress."

"I'll be wearing one" replied Tim.

 

They talked a few more times on the phone before their date. Things were going wonderfully as far as Tim was concerned. He was out buying a new dress for himself, at the request of his girlfriend! He also went online, and ordered a pair of padded panties he had been thinking of getting. They would help to shape his butt, and make it look like he had curves.

Tim wore the new panties, which arrived in the mail, just in time for his date Friday. He put them on, and was pleased at how they enhanced his overall look. He wore a flowing yellow dress, with a floral print. Very flirty and feminine. He loved how it felt on him, and how he looked in it.

He showed up at The Bistro, where Nikki had selected a seat outside. Now all the people strolling up the block would see them eating together at the table. That made him a little nervous, but after a glass of wonderful French wine, he settled right down.

"Did you pick this table to see how I'd handle being seen in public, dressed up?" he asked her as they shared a creme breulet for desert.

"Very perceptive" she replied, as she took another spoonful. "And you did very well I must say. You seemed very comfortable dressed like that."

"Thank you" he said. "May I ask you why you wanted to test me on this?"

"Because, if you're going to be my steady girlfriend, then you need to be like that all the time. I'm not going to date you if you're Tim. But I will date you are Kelli."

Tim didn't care. Anything to be with her! After she paid the bill, they went for a walk, looking into store windows and talking. This time they held hands. They ended up in the park, and sat on a bench as they talked.

"My ex-boyfriend Brian was terrible" she said. "He was so controlling about everything. It was like he always had to be in charge. He had to drive. He had to order for both of us off the menu. He had to control the checking account. It was all him, and he expected me to just go along for the ride, and let him run every aspect of my life."

"That wasn't very nice of him" said Tim.

"No. But you're not like that at all Kelli. That's what I like about you so much. Talking to you, is just like talking to a girlfriend. And I mean that as a compliment."

"I take it as a compliment" he replied, thrilled that she was willing to think of him as a girl. This just kept getting better and better.

"Now if we are going to have a serious relationship, I need to know a few things" she said.

"Sure" he replied.

"First of all, are you seeing anyone else, other than me?"

"No!" said Tim. "And after meeting you, I never want to date any other girl in the world. You are the one for me."

"Aw, isn't that sweet?" she replied, squeezing his hand. "Now for the next question. If we are going to get physically intimate, do you have anything? I mean any VD or *anything*?"

"No" he said. "I don't meet too many women, and I haven't had a girlfriend for years. I know I'm clean. I'll take a test if you want me to, to prove it to you."

"That's okay" she said. "I know I can trust you."

"Thanks. I would never lie to you. Never."

"I know" she said. "And now for one more question, which is very personal. When you're alone, do you ever masturbate?"

"Yes" he said.

"Tell me what you think about, and how often you do it."

"I imagine that I find myself transformed into a woman, that gets me aroused, and I do it almost every day."

He put his head down.

"Don't be ashamed" she replied. "There is nothing wrong with what you do. But because you are with *me* now, and we are going to have close physical contact, if I ask you to stop doing it, would you? For me?"

"Yeah, sure" he said, surprised at the question.

"Great. You promise not to touch yourself, and in return I promise you that I will not date anyone else, as long as we are together. You are the only girl for me!"

We leaned together, and had our first kiss. It was passionate, wonderful, and everything I had ever dreamed about. She made me feel like a woman, and I loved being with her. This was going to be so great.

 

* * *

 

The next week, Nikki and Tim talked every day on the phone. Sometimes he called, sometimes she called. They met for lunch one day, where they planned their date for Friday. Dinner at a steakhouse, and movie after.

"I want you to buy a special outfit for me" said Nikki, "and wear it for our date."

"Of course" said Tim, who was expecting it by now.

"I want to see you in tight blue jean shorts, and a pink sweater with buttons down the front" she said. "And wear brown ankle high boots, and make sure they have a heel on them."

 

Tim had the specified outfit on (it took a lot of work to find the boots she asked for in his size!) when they met for dinner. Nikki ordered dinner for both of them, and Tim did not complain. He had noticed that she was taking more and more control with the little things like that, but he didn't mind at all. As long as he could be with her.

After dinner, they drove to the movies. Nikki held the passenger door open for him, like a guy would for his date, then closed it when he got in. He was feeling more and more like a girl when he was with her, and these were just little things to add to how he felt.

Nikki picked out the movie, which was a romance set in the 18th century, in England. Tim had always liked period pieces, and he enjoyed this show too. Then it was time to go back to her place, and again she drove. She held the door open for him, and motioned for him to walk into her house.

Her place was lovely, well kept up, with fresh cut flowers in several vases, everything decorated nicely, and everything kept very clean. Definitely a chick's apartment. They sat on the couch talking, and sipping white wine. Nikki put her arm around Tim, and soon they were kissing. And then, she led him to her bedroom.

Tim was fully aroused, and tingling all over. He really wanted her, although in his mind he also wanted to be her. It was a great contradiction to him that he was attracted to women, yet he wanted to be one himself.

"You know how my last boyfriend was very controlling" she said.

"Yes" he replied, not really wanting to talk about her ex-boyfriends at this moment.

"I need to test you Kelli. I need to make sure that you are not controlling, even though you don't seem like you're that type. And I want to really test you, to make sure that you really do want to be a girl. Do you understand?"

"Yes" he said, as Nikki started to take off her shirt.

"You can stop at any time and go home. But if you do, don't ever bother calling me again. I am going to ask you to do some things tonight which you might not really want to do. But I need to know things about you, and this is the only way."

"Okay" he said, as she squirmed out of her skirt. She wore just her bra and panties now. She pulled them off too, and she was naked. Even with no clothes on, Nikki was flawless. She was so pretty. She was so *right*. Tim wished he really was a girl, just like her.

Nikki went over to her dresser, opened up a drawer, and pulled out a dildo. It looked huge to Tim, much bigger than the little thing he had between *his* legs. There were straps attached to the ends of it, and Nikki pulled it on, and attached the straps so that it stayed in place. It stuck out in front of her, and Tim gasped at the sight.

"Get on your knees woman" she said, "and suck me. I want you to grab me with your hands, like me, put me in your mouth, and suck me like you mean it. Now get to work."

Tim got on his knees, and felt really funny as he grabbed the massive thing sticking out in front of Nikki's pussy. As she asked him to, he licked it, like girls had done to him when they had given him oral sex. Then he stuck it into his mouth.

"Let me in, deep baby" she said. She held his head with her hands, and started rocking her pelvis, thrusting it deeper and deeper into his mouth.

"Breath through your nose, not your mouch" she said. "That way, you won't gag as easily. Relax baby. You're a girl, and girls do things like this. Make me come baby. Suck me harder."

Tim tried his best, but he knew that she couldn't possibly feel what he was doing in his mouth with it.

"Keep your eyes open babe, watch what you're doing. Watch my dick going into your mouth" she said.

"Now unbutton your shorts" she said, still holding his head and thrusting. "Good. Now keep your panties on, and start rubbing yourself. Harder. Harder! Harder! Make yourself come! You're a girl now, and you're sucking on my duck. Suck me baby, and make yourself come!"

After having a full week of keeping it pent up, it didn't take much for Tim to come, not with all the stimulation he was getting. He came hard, and now there was a mess in his panties.

"Very good" said Nikki. She removed the *thing* from his mouth, set it aside, and laid back on the bed. "Now come and suck my pussy. That's how a girl gives pleasure to another girl. Suck my pussy babe."

He went down on her, and gave her several orgasms before she told him to stop. She was breathless, and it took a little while for her to be able to talk.

"That was so good babe" she said. "Go into the bathroom, and clean yourself up. I bought a new set of panties, and a skirt for you. Go put them on, and I'll meet you downstairs."

 

It was pretty wild, what Nikki had just asked him to do. But he was proud that he passed her test with flying colors. He did things that a guy would never want to do, but a girl would be willing to do. He had proved to her that he really wanted to be a girl inside, just like her. And he had shown her that he was willing to be controlled, and that he was in no way like her former boyfriend.

Downstairs, she was very kind to him, offering to bring him drinks, rub his back, or whatever he wanted. They talked until late into the night, and the fell asleep on the couch, holding each other.

 

* * *

 

Tim and Nikki talked all the time now. Even at work. They met a couple of times that week for lunch. They planned their date for the next Friday.

"You will have me over to your place" she said. "You will cook dinner for me. And you will convince me that your place is a *woman's* apartment, not a guy's. And you'll wear a new outfit for me. A white halter top, with a dark gray skirt, and high heel shoes. And of course, it goes without saying that you're not touching yourself. Right?"

"Right" he said, noting the next round of new clothes he had to buy. He didn't mind, but women's clothes weren't exactly cheap, and with a new outfit each week, it was starting to add up. But he didn't care. It was for a good cause.

"And you will go to a sex shop, and buy a dildo for yourself. Have it sitting on your night stand."

"Okay" he said shyly. He didn't really want one, but he couldn't deny her.

 

On Friday, Nikki arrived and inspected Tim's apartment. He hadn't needed to do much work, but he redecorated a few things, using the same style as Nikki used. He even had flowers now, like she did. He was cooking dinner when she arrived. The white wine was chilled, and ready to serve.

They had dinner, and watched a movie on the TV as they sat on the couch and talked. Now it was time to go to his bedroom, which he had also worked hard on. He put on silk sheets, there was a scent of poupuri in the air, and everything was made to look like a woman lived in the room, not a man. Nikki was impressed. The dildo was right where she told him to keep it.

She stripped naked, but she told him to only take off his panties. They hugged and kissed, and touched each other all over.

"You are such a pretty girl" sighed Nikki, which drove Tim crazy with excitement.

"Now pick up your dildo" she said, "hold it with both hands, and insert it into your mouth."

He did as she asked, and she got down on her knees.

"Keep sucking it, and thrusting it, in and out. Use both hands."

He did this too, and she put her mouth around him! She was going down on him, sucking him!

"I'm sucking your sweet pussy" she said. "I love how warm and wet it is. I love that you are a woman."

She kept sucking it, and moments later, he exploded inside her mouth. Now she made him go down on her again, just like the week before. He was as breathless as she was when they were done. They fell asleep on the bed together, in each other's arms.

 

The next morning, Nikki had a present for Tim: a new outfit *she* had bought. He put it on, and admired himself in the mirror. There was a strapless dark gray top, and a blue miniskirt with a slit down each side. With his padded panties on, and the girdle, he looked pretty good.

They spent the day together, and had a fun time going to the art museum. Then it was off to dinner, and back to his house. Nikki led him by the hand back to his bedroom.

"Take off your panties and your skirt" she ordered.

Tim did as she asked, then laid back on the bed where she pointed.

"Spread your legs wide apart, like a woman" she said.

She picked up the dildo, and told him to put it into his mouth, as she quickly took her clothes off. She touched him with her hands, and very quickly he was fully aroused. Now she sat on him, guiding his erect member up inside of her warm wet pussy.

"Oh baby, I love how it feels up inside your pussy" she said. "You're such a hot woman, and I love it when you spread your legs for me so I can screw you."

He was sucking on the dildo still, and unable to talk as she touched him all over, and bounced up and down on him. She kept going, until he exploded inside of her. He reached up, and pulled her in close.

Quickly, Nikki rolled over.

"Eat me baby" she said. "Eat me right now."

"But I just..." he started to say.

"Suck it right out of me. Clean me up. I swallowed for you. Now you can do it for me. Suck me clean, Kelli."

Tim went down on her, and it tasted a lot different, with his ejaculate mixed with her juices. He had never tasted it before, and he had no idea why she would be asking him to do this now. But she was in control, and he liked being *in* her control. So he did as she asked. As always.

 

* * *

 

They got together on Tuesday that week, at Nikki's place. This time when they went to bed, she had something else new in store for him. First, he had to go down on her. Then, she put the strap-on in place, and told him to stand by the bed, leaning over with his hands on the bed.

Tim gasped as Nikki forced it up inside of him (after first applying some lubricant of course). He could feel her thrusting in, again and again. She kept telling him he was a girl now. And as she kept thrusting, he felt her reach around to his front, and start to pull on him, as she thrust. He tried to control himself but he could not; he was forced to come all over the side of the bed.

"You bad girl!" she chastised. "Now you need to lick it all up right away, before it stains!"

He did as she asked, quickly to try and not stain her sheets. It didn't occur to him that even a few weeks ago he never would have even considered doing that, let alone half the things they had done in bed. But now, he *expected* to suck on a dildo, or worse when they made love. And every time, she pushed it further. He didn't even know he was being trained, or for what purpose. All he knew was that it felt good, and that he would do whatever she told him to do.

 

* * *

 

It was a full month later. Nikki had made love to Tim so many times that he had lost count. She did a lot of extreme things with him, and now it wasn't even shocking anymore. He became used to it, and now he even looked forward to it. She had been helping him with so many little things, showing him how to do a better job at being a girl.

Nikki taught him how to better put on his makeup. How to put together an outfit. How to do his hair, which he was growing out longer now, so that he wouldn't need the wig much longer. She applied a dose of breast cream to his chest every night, in the hopes that he would start to grow real boobs. She taught him how to move, how to talk, and how to act.

Every day, he became more and more like a girl. Other than at work, he was always dressed as a woman now. And even in the office, he kept a bra on, along with panties. It was exciting the day he wore a woman's blouse instead of one of his shirts. Nobody said a word. Nor the next day when he was wearing women's pants, instead of his slacks. Again, not a word. And so he came in one day with both women's slacks *and* a blouse on. With a bra and panties underneath, he was dressed fully as a woman, and nobody said a word!

Nikki was urging him to start wearing makeup to work too. Just a little, so that nobody but himself would notice. So he had on some foundation, or a lipstick that was so close to his natural lip color, that you couldn't tell. She painted his natural fingernails a light pink color, almost the same as your natural nail beds, but a little more uniform in color. It was such a gradual shift at work, that nobody even noticed he was dressed as a woman, and wearing makeup.

 

"Kelli, you've been progressing wonderfully" said Nikki that day at lunch. "I have you wearing women's clothes all the time now, so that it becomes *normal* to you, and you lose that stiffness you had at first in them. And I have you wearing makeup all the time now, and painted nails, for the same reason. So that you become *used* to it, and so that it doesn't bother you anymore."

"I understand" replied Tim.

"And now, I need to give you one final test. This will be hard, but I'm asking you to do this. For me."

"And what is this test?" he asked.

"I want you to go on a date, but not with me."

"Never!" he said. "You are the only girl for me."

"Kelli, this date isn't with a girl. It's with a guy."

Tim looked stunned. With all that he had done, he never considered going out with a guy. He wanted Nikki, not some guy! But how could he argue with her either? He had become totally passive in their relationship, doing whatever she told him. He liked having her control him, and he didn't want that to stop. How could he tell her no, without jeopardizing all that they had built together?

"You'll wear your black leather miniskirt, your black knee-high boots with the high heels, and the purple top I bought you" she said. "You will wear heavier makeup than normal, because this guy likes chicks with lots of makeup. And finally, you will really try with him. You will act like you are a girl on a date, and you want him, you want to please him. Do you understand?"

"Yes" said Tim, somewhat glumly.

"Kelli, swear to me that you'll do what I've asked."

"I'll do it. I swear" he said.

"Good. And don't tell him about me. He needs to think that you're not seeing anyone."

"Okay."

He would do it, for her, but it was not something he looked forward to.

 

Tim didn't know what was going on behind the scenes. Nikki had phoned her friend Julia, who was still in touch with Brian, her ex-boyfriend. Julia was close enough to Nikki, that she was willing to participate in her devious plan. She called Brian, and told him that she was going to set him up for a blind date with a girl who was really his type. And so he was sitting in a booth at Mario's, waiting for his date to arrive.

Julia came over to Nikki's, where she picked up Tim, who was fully dressed as Kelli. He was wearing the outfit that Nikki had specified. He didn't know it, but it was exactly how Brian had told Nikki he wanted her to dress. The outfit would play right into his desires.

Julia drove Tim to Mario's Restaurant, and led him in.

"Brian, this is Kelli. Kelli, this is Brian."

"Nice to meet you" said Tim shyly. He couldn't believe that his wonderful goddess had set him up on a date with a guy.

"Julia tells me that you're my kind of girl" said Brian, after Julia had left to return over to Nikki's.

"And what kind of girl is that?" replied Tim, feeling frightened to be left alone with him.

"Submissive" he said, which sent a jolt of shock through Tim's system.

Brian smiled, and lit a cigarette.

"Do you smoke?" he asked.

"No" said Tim.

"You do now. Take this. Smoke it."

Fifteen seconds into the date, he was starting to take control, and Tim felt unable to stop it. He had liked how it felt being dominated by Nikki, that he felt turned on now by being controlled. He couldn't help it: he had that same thrill shoot through him now. Brian was a guy, but already Tim could feel himself giving up, and submitting himself to Brian. He never realized what a submissive he was, until that moment.

"I'll have the veal, and she'll have the chicken salad" said Brain to the waiter. "Bring me a beer, and she'll drink a glass of red wine."

"Very good sir" he said.

Tim didn't argue. He couldn't. He had given up control of the relationship to Brian, just has he had been trained to do.

 

* * *

 

"So, what do you think will happen tonight?" asked Julia.

"Well, you know Brian. Always has to be in charge of everything. And since you told him that Kelli was very submissive, I'm sure he's ordering her around already, telling her everything to do."

"And what will Kelli...I mean Tim! What will he do?"

"He was already pretty submissive when I started working on him. By now, he'll be putty in Brian's hands. He'll just do whatever Brian tells him, and it will turn him on."

"That is so evil of you!" said Julia, with a big smile on her face. She had dated Brian once, and it had not been a pleasant experience for her either. But they were still friends, not fighting like he was with Nikki.

"Once dinner is over, Brian will tell Kelli to go home with him. And we all know what he wants on a first date."

"Oral sex" replied Julia.

"You got it. I've got Kelli well trained for that, and she'll do it without complaint."

"And then he'll want to do her, and he'll make her strip!" said Julia, rubbing her hands together in delight.

"And Brian will find out that he just got blown by a guy, and that he is attracted to a guy. He'll want to die!"

"How will Kelli feel?"

"Oh, she'll be fine. But Brain will feel so controlled! Manipulated into having sex with another guy. He'll crumble, and we can laugh about it. Whenever we see him, we'll be able to shoot him down, and tell him that we know he did it with a man."

"You are a genius!"

"Thank you!"

"No, thank you!"

The girls were so happy about the revenge on Brian which they had set into motion.

 

* * *

 

Nikki didn't get a call from Kelli the next morning, and suddenly she became very worried. What if Brian had turned violent in a rage when he found out? What if she had just sent Kelli to get clobbered? She was suddenly full of remorse and anger at herself for being so stupid.

"Julia?" she said into her cell phone.

"Yeah Nik. What's up girl?"

"I never heard from Kelli this morning. Will you go over to Brian's place, and make sure everything is okay? Kelli can't go an hour without calling me anymore, and something is wrong.

 

It took half an hour of pacing before she called back.

"You're not going to believe this" she said.

"What?" replied Nikki.

"They're in love."

"No way!"

"Kelli said to tell you she's sorry, but that Brian is so dominant, and so strong, that she can't help but to be his. She actually loves him!"

"And what about Brian? Did he not figure out that Kelli is really a guy?"

"He knows! He said that not only does Kelli give way better head than you or I ever did, but that she doesn't whine about things like we do, she doesn't act like a girl, unless he wants her to. He actually *likes* it Nik. Can you believe that?"

"Get over here" she replied. "We need to talk."

 

Julia came into Nikki's apartment, toting a bottle of chilled white wine. But Nikki already had a bottle open, and glasses poured for them both.

"Its so funny, we think so much the same" said Julia, as she saw the wine.

"Yes, we do. We're almost the same on everything. And that's what I wanted to talk to you about Julia. When you told me that Kelli was in love with Brian, I could believe that. I had him trained for it. But for Brian to be in love with Kelli? That was a shocker to me."

"And to me."

"But I got to thinking. Why did both of us have trouble with guys? Not just Brian, because he's a jerk. But other guys we've dated. What goes wrong?"

"Well, they don't know how to communicate, they don't listen, they think we're just repositories for their sperm instead of taking care of us in bed" said Julia.

"They can't talk about their emotions, they lie instead of being truthful to us, they don't talk when we need them, they don't understand that we have periods, and that we're not aroused 24 hours a day like they are" said Nikki

"And they don't call when they say they will."

"They think the football game is more important than us."

"And their drinking buddies."

"They get violent. They want to solve problems by force."

"They drink too much, and get too wild."

 

Nikki and Julia kept their bitch-fest going, listing reason after reason that they had problems with their former boyfriends.

"What I need" said Nikki, "Is someone who is less like that, and more like I am. Someone who thinks like I do. Someone who feels like I do. Someone who will take care of me when I need it, and let me take care of them when they do. Someone who cares for my needs in bed, and understands a woman's body."

"What are you saying?" said Julia.

"I think that if I'm going to be happy in a relationship, it's not going to be with a man."

"I understand" said Julia. "All the things *I* need, a man is not good at offering."

"What do you think? We're already friends. Would you be willing to give it a try? Maybe just tonight in bed, or maybe we should go out on a date first. I'd be willing to give you a shot. What do you say?"

Julia leaned closer to Nikki, gently put her hands on Nikki's face, and gave her a kiss. It was the most wonderful, passionate kiss that either of them could ever remember. It was the start of a new phase of their relationship, as lovers. In each other, they could find the happiness that eluded them with men in their lives.

A year later, they moved in together, and exchanged their vows.

 

* * *

 

Epilog:

 

Julia and Nikki are still together today, and very happy. Nikki had artificial insemination, and she is expecting their first child.

Brian and Kelli are also still together, and they too have found happiness. At Brian's insistence, Kelli got breast implants, and a few other surgeries to improve her feminine looks. She is scheduled for a gender reassignment surgery in the fall, after which she will get married to Brian. She is very submissive, and very happy to please her man.

And they all lived happily ever after.

  

  

  

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