The Girl's Club

by Jennifer White

  

Wolf Maloney walked into the restaurant. "The Girls Club" it was called, so he decided that it would be the ideal place to meet some babes. It was at the south end of the mall, situated amongst the trendy clothes stores and the high-end boutiques.

He could see some of the dining room over the potted plants that lined the three foot high dividing wall. Every patron in the room was female. He smiled. Exactly what he was hoping for. He stepped up to the podium.

A woman in a black dress with a very deep V cut into the neck stood there. She had long black hair, a pretty face, and long red nails. The dress exposed her perky breasts enough to show off her well defined cleavage. Wolf felt his pants get tight on him. She was very turned on already.

"Table for one, smoking" he said.

"Sir, do you know that this establishment caters exclusively to women?"

"Yes, I am aware of that."

"Legally, we must serve all guests who ask to eat here, so I cannot turn you away. I just wanted to be sure that you knew what you were getting yourself into."

"Thank you Miss. But I would like to eat here."

"Also sir, we do not have a smoking section. We are a completely smoke-free facility."

"Okay then, one for nonsmoking."

"Very good sir. We have about an hour wait for a table."

"Do you have a bar?"

"Unfortunately not. But I tell you what. We are associated with the department store adjoining our location. Take this card there to customer service, and they will give you a free gift. You can shop there for an hour, then come back here to check in."

"The name is Wolf" he said.

"Wolf?"

"Yes. You know, for my reservation."

"Oh yes. Wolf. I'll see you in an hour then."

 

Wolf looked back at the diners as he left. Women everywhere! He would be sure to score tonight. But now to see what this free gift was. He looked at the card that the woman had given him. He found his way to customer service, and rang the bell.

A woman emerged from the opened door, and Wolf's jaw dropped. When it comes to sports cars, some of them look fast, even if they are standing still. Just by looking at it, you can tell that it was going to be very powerful, handle the curves, and be an exhilarating drive.

In the same way, the woman walking up to the counter projected an immediate image to him. Powerful, sleek, graceful, beautiful. Just by looking at her, Wolf felt something stir within him. As pretty as the girl at the restaurant podium had been, she and all other women were blocked out from his mind. Only this one mattered now. She had his full and undivided attention.

"H...hi. I'm Wolf" he said, handing her the card.

"Oh, so you are going to eat at The Girl's Club" she said, looking at the card. "That is very brave of you. It is a place that caters exclusively to women you know."

"Yes, I've been told that" he replied. He looked her right in the eye. He could not look away. He was completely taken with her.

"Its nice to meet you Wolf. My name is Dawn."

"Dawn" he repeated.

"This card entitles you to a free gift" said Dawn, brushing her long blond hair from her pretty face. "And that's a good idea, because they have a dress code at The Girl's Club."

"Uh-huh" said Wolf, mesmerized by her.

"Here, smell this" she said, pulling a bottle of perfume out from under the counter. She took Wolf's hand, and sprayed some on his wrist. He held his wrist under his nose, and inhaled deeply. Somehow, the perfume smelled like *her*. It brought her to his mind. He loved it!

"That's very nice" he said.

"Then you won't mind if I spray some more on you?" asked Dawn.

Wolf didn't say anything, just staring at Dawn's face. She sprayed him on the neck, and in his face. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath of the wonderful floral scent. Even with his eyes closed her could see Dawn. She was like a goddess.

"Come with me" she said, moving from behind the counter. Wolf took her hand, and walked with her to the cosmetics department.

"Janet?" she said, when they reached the Clinique counter.

"Oh Dawn, good to see you."

Dawn and Janet touched cheeks and make kissing sounds.

"This is Wolf. He has a reservation at The Girls Club tonight, and needs some help."

"I should say" replied Janet, looking over his face.

"Give him the works" said Dawn.

"Sure thing. I'll ring you when I'm done."

"Thanks dear."

Now she turned to Wolf.

"My friend Janet is going to help you with your face. Sit still, and listen to her. Do as she asks. Do you understand."

"Yes" he said, smiling at her.

He felt such a strong need to please her. He would have jumped off the top of the building if she had asked him. The perfume was making his head swim. All he could think of was her, and her radiant beauty. He could smell her, with every breath of the deep floral essence that permeated his skin as the perfume absorbed in.

"Sit here" said Janet, and Wolf quickly did so. Dawn had told him to do what she asked. So obeying here, was really obeying Dawn. There was no question about doing what she told him. He watched her walk away, staring at her rear end as her hips swayed. He felt giddy all over.

 

Janet got right to work on Wolf. She applied a foundation to smooth his skin, then started working on various parts of him. He just stood still as she put layer after layer of makeup on him. Powders, creams, pencils, applicators...it didn't matter. He just sat still for her, smiling.

She put a crimson shade of lipstick on him, and touched up his mascara. There were so many new smells from all the products she was using. It did make him a bit sad that he couldn't smell his perfume as much now.

"Ready to see the results?" she said.

"Sure" he replied.

Janet held up a mirror. Wolf look at it, and hardly recognized himself. It was a pretty face staring back, professionally made up. The lips were full and lush, but it was the eyes that really were impressive. She had somehow made them the focus of his face, drawing attention away from his too-big of a nose. He couldn't stop staring at his own eyes. He kept looking in the mirror as Janet called Dawn.

"Let me see how it came out" said Dawn, who had walked up from the back. Wolf was elated. She was back! He beamed as he turned his face from side to side for her to see.

"You have pretty eyes" she said.

"Thank you" he replied.

"I think you need a booster" said Dawn, pulling out the perfume. She sprayed it on his neck again, his wrists, and lightly on his face. Wolf smiled. It was making his head swim again. He didn't even notice Janet anymore, only Dawn held his attention.

"Thank you Janet" said Dawn. "See you later."

"Bye-bye dears" said Janet, turning her attention to the next customer.

 

Dawn led Wolf up the escalator to the next department. She knew that in his present state, very little of what she said would even register with him. The perfume was working perfectly, and he was completely obedient to her now. He was in too much of a daze to notice what was happening to him.

"Take this" she said, handing him a pill. He quickly swallowed it. Now that he had The Agent in his system, the changes would start to occur faster and faster. The best part was that he wouldn't even notice it!

 

They arrived at the intimate apparel department.

"Wolf, this is my friend Gloria. She is going to help fit you for some new underwear. Do whatever she tells you. Do you understand?"

"Yes" said Wolf, eager to please her.

"I think he'll be a D cup when he's done" said Dawn.

"All right. I'll plan for that" said Gloria.

Wolf didn't understand what they women were talking about. All he could do was stare at Dawn. He was sad as Gloria led him away to a fitting booth in the back.

"Take off your shirt and your pants" she said.

Wolf immediately responded by obeying her. It made him feel good to obey, because that would please Dawn. In fact, obeying *any* woman made him feel good he realized.

Gloria used a tape measure, and wrote down several numbers.

"Stay here" she said, leaving him along for the moment. He looked in the mirror at himself, and his newly pretty face.

"Here dear, put these on" said Gloria, handing him a matched bra and panty set. They were red and lacy. The panties were thong style, while the bra had an underwire for support, and the wide straps that would be needed to support massive breasts.

Wolf didn't think about that. He just put them on after Gloria drew the curtain closed.

"I'm done!" he called out. She looked in to inspect.

"Very good" she pronounced, making one final adjustment to the straps. "You can get dressed again now."

Wolf put on his clothes, and followed Gloria to the counter.

"Credit card please" she said.

Wolf handed it over, and she rung up the sale, letting him wear his new underwear out of the store. His old ones were still on the floor of the dressing room, soon to be discarded.

 

"That wallet of yours seems rather silly" said Dawn. "Lets go find you a nice purse."

Wolf proudly followed her down the hallway.

"Walk like me" she said. "You're too stiff."

He felt hurt from her criticism. He would show her! He watched her carefully, trying to copy her mannerisms. He would study her, and learn to move just like she did.

 

At the store, purses and shoes were right next to each other. Dawn helped Wolf pick out a nice little DKNY purse, then a cute pair of heels.

"Take off your socks, and put these on" she said, handing him knee-high nylons. He did it, and she helped slip his feet into his new high heel shoes.

To cover the foot odor, she sprayed his feet with her special perfume, then gave him another puff of it in his face.

"Take this too" she said, handing him another pill. He gulped it down, without water again. Dawn could see the subtle changes, even if he didn't notice them yet. It was time to move on, after he paid for his latest purchases. His old shoes were left behind, to be thrown out.

 

"Follow me" she said, leading him over to the next department, where rack after rack of evening wear was displayed. Dawn looked at one outfit after the next, asking for Wolf's opinion now and then.

In the past, he had hated shopping with girlfriends. The way they had to look over everything twice, change their minds over and over, then over again. But somehow, this was fun! And it was with *her*. He looked up to her with puppy dog eyes.

"Here, this is perfect. Try this on" she said, handing him a black dress. Wolf eagerly took it to the back, took his clothes off, and put the dress on. He admired himself in it, how it made him look so pretty.

He turned to the side to look at himself in profile. He felt disappointed that he wasn't as well built as Dawn. She had a nice full firm chest, but his was small in comparison, with measly small breasts. Not like her full figure. And he didn't have nice curves like she did. He felt so *inadequate* when he tried to measure himself up to her.

"Oh, you look so pretty!" gushed Dawn.

Wolf turned bright red at the high praise from her. He *was* all dressed up now, and did have a pretty face. She gave him another spray of the lovely perfume, which he breathed in deeply. He handed out his credit card, to ring up yet another sale.

Finally, it was on to the jewelry department, where Wolf bought a couple of rings, a necklace, and a set of pearl ear rings. The nice lady pierced his ears, and put them in. Now he was feeling more or less complete.

"It's almost time for dinner dear" said Dawn, as Wolf signed the sales slip, and put the receipt in his purse with the others.

"I'm hungry!" replied Wolf in a surprisingly high pitched voice. Not that he noticed. He was too wrapped up in *her*.

 

They walked back to the restaurant, and met the lady behind the podium.

"Ah you're back. And I see that you have proper attire now. We have a dress code here at The Girl's Club, you know."

"Oh yes" replied Wolf.

"I'll be joining her for dinner" said Dawn.

"Certainly" replied the woman.

 

A few moments later, the seater appeared.

"The Erika party is here" she said. "Table 18."

"I thought I put the reservation under Wolf" said Wolf, confused.

"You did dear, but I changed it to Erika. It's a much better name for you now, don't you think?"

If Dawn thought it was better, than it *was* better. Wolf accepted that his name was Erika now, smiled, and walked to his table. By now, he was getting very good at imitating Dawn's graceful movements. It was getting easier and easier every moment, as if he had walked that way all of his life.

Once seated, they selected a bottle of wine, then scanned the menu. Dawn picked the daily special, a healthy broiled fish with garden veggies. Erika picked a salad with lite dressing.

They talked and drank. After a while, Erika started to squirm.

"I have to go potty."

"I'll go with you" said Dawn. "Women always go together."

They walked to the door marked 'women', and entered. There was only a small line, and soon Erika was able to sit down in a stall. He had a strange look on his face. There was a strange, vaguely familiar smell.

It was like...something from way back in the murky past (which was getting harder and harder to remember). Then he remembered! He had dated this girl once, and after a night of going out 'clubbing', they wound up at his place. She had stripped for him, sat on the bed, and spread her legs wide. But she hadn't even realized, she had just started her period. He could never forget that smell. Yes, it smelled like a woman having a period.

Erika looked down, and almost screamed. There was blood between her legs. Her legs! They were definitely female legs. And between them, there was nothing.

 

What was happening? Erika's head suddenly cleared from the perfume, and for the first time in hours she could think straight. But this couldn't be real. No way! Instead of the familiar appendage dangling there in her crotch, there was nothing! Just a slit on a mound of *female* flesh. And there was an ooze emanating from it.

"What's wrong?" said Dawn.

"I....I'm having a period" said Erika.

"Don't they just pick the worst time to start? Here dear, take one of these."

Dawn slipped a tampon under the door. Erika had no choice. She had to put it in (after wiping up as best she could). It felt so strange slipping in the tight but lubricated hole. In a way, it felt really good to have something in there. But she was so horrified! How could she have a....a *pussy*?

"I'm a girl..." she whispered in her lilting soprano voice.

"Yes you are dear. Now lets get washed up, and get back to dinner."

Erika was too stunned to even think straight now. Her head was clear, no longer in a fog from the perfume. She looked in the mirror as she washed her hands, at the lovely woman staring back at her.

She looked at her large full breasts, and how the dress showed off the top of them (as well as her cleavage). She looked over to Dawn, who was drying her own hands.

Dawn was still as pretty as a picture, someone to be envied and emulated. But it was strange; Erika no longer felt an attraction towards her, or the deep love that had filled her head all day. Any love for Dawn that she felt, was like the love for a sister. And this shocked her more than her new physical state.

Dawn could read the fear in Erika's eyes. She knew what the poor girl must be going through. It would be a traumatic time for any man, the moment he realizes that he has become a real woman. She decided to ease Erika's pain. She pulled out the perfume, and gave Erika one last blast of the scented mist.

"Listen to me Erika. I have a few more things that you must learn..." she started.

* * *

 

To an outside observer, it looked like any two women sitting at a table, eating dinner and talking. But something else was going on: Erika's mind was being programmed. Her body newly transformed,

As the special perfume wore off, Erika gained full consciousness again, but this time, her mind was different. Wolf was a distant memory, like a movie viewed when one is a small child. She *was* Erika now, in every way. Heart, mind and soul, she was a woman.

"I just love this place!" said Erika with a warm smile on her face. "It is so nice to have our own special spot where we can gather as women, without having to be bothered by men. It is so wonderful to belong to a community of like-minded women. I feel like everyone here is my sister and me friend. This is where I belong."

"Welcome to The Girl's Club" said Dawn.

  

  

  

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