Going Home

by

Julie O

 

Chapter One

Nick Griffin let out a long and audible sigh while he turned off the car's ignition. Finally parked outside his sister's condo, he felt mixed emotions. While he was happy to see his twin sister Sherri, he wished it were under better circumstances.

A week earlier he had been on the fast track to management, and then in a flash, he was unemployed. He kept trying to convince himself that he wasn't his fault, but deep down he knew that it was his own mistakes that had led to his firing. In many ways the loss of the job was just the last straw on a whole pile of straws. He had headed back home to lick his wounds and contemplate his future.

When he was fired, the first thing he did was call his twin. Sherri immediately invited him to stay with her until he got back on his feet. She didn't care why he was fired; she was just happy for the chance to be reunited with Nick.

It had only taken Nick four days to drive from LA to Pennsylvania. He hadn't been interested in sightseeing, getting home to Pennsylvania was all that mattered. During the entire trip he wondered why he had left in the first place. He began to realize how much he missed home, and four actual changes of seasons. He didn't even mind the cool October weather as he stepped out of his car. Most of all he realized how much he missed his sister.

Nick and Sherri had been born nine minutes apart twenty-four years earlier and sometimes that seemed to be their only difference. They were more than just brother and sister; they were best friends. Each had lost track of the numerous times one had covered for the other's mistakes.

Nick grabbed his bags and headed up the unfamiliar steps to his sister's home. The weariness of the journey melted away as soon as he knocked on the door.

The door flew open. "Nick!" squealed Sherri with delight.

"Hi, Sis," he replied, expressing himself with a welcome hug.

"You're just in time for dinner. I'm sure you're famished. I imagine the last time thing you ate was some fast-food on the turnpike," remarked Sherri, as she led her brother into her home. "I'm so glad to see you."

Nick nodded.

"You look like you could use a good meal, you look exhausted," noted Sherri.

"You're still observant," replied Nick with a smile.

"I also just love that ponytail!" continued Sherri as she reached around and pulled playfully at her brother's long hair.

"It's a California thing."

When they arrived in the kitchen Nick saw a tall man sitting at the table, masterfully opening a bottle of wine. He presented a tall and athletic figure, with short black hair and a goatee, and Nick placed him in his early thirties. He turned around as they entered the room flashing a "killer smile." Sherri had warned Nick about that smile.

"Alan, this is my brother, Nick," introduced Sherri.

Alan stood up and shook hands with Nick, amazed by how much Nick resembled his sister. They were the same height at five-seven and both had a runner's build, thin but athletic. They both possessed the same light brown hair, and blue eyes.

"I feel like I've known you for years, Nick. Sherri hasn't stopped talking about you since you said you were coming out here," stated Alan, never letting up on the smile.

Nick instantly liked his sister's boyfriend. "I've heard a lot about you too, Alan."

Alan shook his head. "Sheri has shown me photos of you, but I have to admit that I'm amazed at how much you two look alike now that I've met you for real. I thought fraternal twins didn't look each other."

"One of those weird quirks of nature. My baby brother was just lucky to get my good looks!" quipped Sherri.

"Baby brother?" challenged Nick, as he took a glass of wine from Alan.

"Well, I was nine minutes ahead of you," answered Sherri, as she inspected the rice.

"That's okay, Nick. My older sister still calls me her little bother, even though I'm five inches taller than her," added Alan.

"Dinner will be ready shortly. Nick, you really look like you could use a good meal. I swear you're thinner than I am!" noted Sherri. "I'll bet you can still fit into my dresses!"

Nick almost spit out his wine. "Sherri, please!"

Alan looked at Nick and then Sherri.

"It's okay. Alan, let me explain. When we were in high school Nick dressed up in my clothes and took my SAT," stated Sherri.

A large grin began to form on Alan's face. "I've got to hear this story."

"Dinner is ready. I'll tell you as we eat," replied Sherri.

During dinner, Sherri told the tale of the SAT masquerade.

"I did awful in math on my first attempt. Nick had already gotten his scores back and satisfied with his 1350," explained Sherri.

"Excuse me, it was 1375," corrected Nick.

Sherri laughed. "Okay, he was satisfied with his 1375 and didn't need to take it again. I begged and bribed him to take my test."

"What was the bribe?" asked Alan, as he took a bite of chicken.

"She had to set me up with a date with one of her girlfriends," replied Nick.

"So, my friends and I transformed Nick into my doppelganger. He walked into the testing room in a dark red sweater, my favorite leather skirt, with matching boots. He flashed my ID and no one suspected a thing," explained Sherri.

"That's not exactly true. Mr. Morris, your science teacher looked me over rather thoroughly. He compared your school ID to me and even asked our birthday," laughed Nick, as he rolled his eyes. "He also seemed to like me in your short skirt."

"Hmm, so that explains why he had the hots for me the rest of the year!"

They all broke out laughing.

"Actually, my friend Danny figured out what we did. He told me the next day that he thought I was pretty convincing, except that I chewed gum during the test and he knew that you never did that," added Nick.

"So, what did you get on the test?" asked Alan.

"1370, I think he deliberately missed a few just so I wouldn't have a higher score," replied Sherri.

Nick pointed his finger at his chest as if to say, "who me?"

"Too bad you didn't take any photos," added Alan.

"Who said we didn't?" replied Sherri with a mischievous grin..

Nick gave her a dirty look as she got up from the table and retrieved a photo album.

"Here we are. Nick's in that tight red sweater," teased Sherri as she pointed to the photo.

Alan nodded. "You look like identical twins." He stared at the photo of the siblings.

After dinner they sat in the living room drinking coffee.

"Well, baby brother, it is good to have you back," stated Sherri.

"Thanks," Nick replied. Even though he knew that it wasn't necessary, Nick went on to tell them about the end of his career. He had been in charge of writing an important contact proposal and had skipped the step of verifying information provided by the engineers. He had been arrogant, too confident. The data he used turned out to be six months out of date, which had cost the company millions. No one stood up for him of course; after all, business was a cutthroat world. Nick became the perfect fall guy and had been immediately released.

He admitted that he should have verified the data, but still nurtured a bitterness that he had not been given a second chance. The severance pay was small comfort.

I have enough money to get by for a few months," said Nick, his emotional calm returning to his voice.

"You going to look around here?" asked Sherri. "I've really missed you."

"I'm thinking about it," replied Nick, stifling a yawn. "I need some time to recharge."

"You look like crap, no offense," commented Sherri.

Nick smirked. "I guess I do. Things couldn't have gone worse out there." He emitted a second yawn.

"Come on, I'll show you to your room. We can talk about it later," stated Sherri. She led her brother upstairs and showed him his room and bathroom.

"Let me know if you need anything," stated Sherri.

"Thanks again for everything," replied Nick.

"No problem. You'd do it for me."

Chapter Two

Nick slept in until well after noon, and enjoyed waking up feeling refreshed for the first time in months. He walked downstairs to find a note from Sherri telling him to take it easy and that she would be home around six. There was a house key attached.

Nick made himself lunch and read the paper. Even though he wasn't ready to start job hunting, he paged through the want ads. It was pleasing to see that there jobs available. He began mentally struggling with how best to explain to potential employers the reason for his unemployment. He kept playing back his actions in his head, thinking how he would do it differently next time, if there were a next time.

After flipping through the multitude of channels on Sherri's TV and finding nothing that caught his eye, Nick decided to go for a run. Thankfully it was not too cool outside so he did not need to wear sweats as he headed out of the house,. He noted the Halloween decorations as his feet pounded down the road. He had forgotten all about Halloween. Living in Southern California one had the tendency to forget about the change of seasons and the cues they provided to the coming of holidays.

After five miles, Nick headed back to the house. He decided that he was not going to sit around and do nothing all day. Instead he would begin a routine, which would include working out.

Sherri arrived home a little after six.

"Hey, baby bro, how're you doing?" she asked, as she set down her briefcase.

"Better, thanks. I saw some interesting positions in the paper," replied Nick.

"Cool. I'd really love for you to move back here."

"I might just do that."

Sherri sat down next to him. "Oh, I forgot to ask you something last night. Alan and I are going to a Halloween costume party and we'd like you to join us. It'll be mostly people from work, but there are a few people you'll know."

"When's the party?" asked Nick.

"Friday night," replied Sherri.

"Um, that's tomorrow. I don't have a costume."

Sherri just smiled.

Nick knew that smile. "No. No way."

"Come on, it will be fun. I was going as a hooker, but Alan wanted us to make matching costumes. We're going as Bonnie and Clyde now. I still have everything for the hooker outfit and it should fit you perfectly, you skinny thing."

Nick stared back at his sister. She was staring back with a slight smile on her face. He knew that he couldn't resist her.

"You really were going to dress as a hooker? I thought you said it was a costume party."

"Ha…ha. Come on, I'll show you the outfit. Trust me, you'll look great in it," reassured Sherri.

Nick followed her upstairs into her bedroom. Sherri went into her walk-in closet and came out with a short black leather skirt and a purple top.

"I have some spike heeled thigh-high boots that will go great with this," stated Sherri.

"Where did you find those?" asked Nick as he stared at the skimpy outfit.

"Second-hand store. I was going for a Julia Roberts look from Pretty woman."

"Ah, the fictitious hooker look. Trust me, I saw some real 'working girls' out there and none wore outfits like this," quipped Nick.

"I hope you were just looking!" retorted Sherri with a grin. "I also have a wig that will go great with this."

"Okay, I'll do it. But only because I don't have time to put something together myself."

"Cool! I'll be home early tomorrow and I can get you ready. You'll be so hot!"

Chapter Three

Sherri took Nick to their favorite pizza place for dinner. It was just the two of them, as Alan had to work late.

"So, what do you think of Alan," asked Sherri.

"He seems like a nice guy," replied Nick.

"I really like him. We met at work. He runs a different department and we met at a company function. I really think he may be the one."

"I'm very happy for you," replied Nick.

"So what about you? How's your love life?" asked Sherri.

"My what?" asked Nick with a grin.

Sherri cocked her head and stared back.

"Okay…okay. Pretty much nonexistent," replied Nick.

"What about Brittany? Wasn't that her name?"

"Brittany? Oh, her. We went out a few times. I wasn't her type," replied Nick.

"Sorry." She thought about how Nick never seemed to date a girl more than two or three times.

"Don't be. She had more plastic in her that my car."

Sherri smiled. "Why did you move out to LA in the first place?"

Nick shrugged his shoulders. "To be honest, I have no idea. I guess I wanted a change. I do know that I never really fit in there. Not that I fit in around here either"

Sherri nodded.

"So where's the party tomorrow night?" asked Nick.

Sherri smiled to herself at the way Nick changed the subject. "It's at one of the new hotels out past the mall."

"I drove by them when I came into town. I can't believe how much this area has changed since I left."

They spent the next couple of hours talking about old times before they went home. Sherri sensed that Nick was hiding something, but she decided to wait for now before pressing him.

Chapter Four

The next day Nick found another "good morning' note from Sherri. She would be home around three to help him get ready. There was a bright purple bottle of hair remover next to the note. Sherri instructed him how to use it only on his legs. She then left more instructions for him to shave the rest of his body.

He set the note aside and decided to watch TV for a while. It wasn't until after lunch that he re-read the note and examined the hair removal cream.

Nick carefully read the label on the bottle. He unscrewed the top and took a sniff; finding it didn't smell as harsh as he thought it would. With a glance at his watch he decided he might as well get this out of the way. After walking upstairs to his bathroom and undressing he spread the lotion carefully over his legs. It felt surprisingly cool on his exposed skin.

He marked the time and counted off the minutes he needed to wait until he could remove the cream. While he waited he examined his arms and chest finding only a small patch of chest hair. As for his arms, there was barely enough hair to shave. He doubted it would be necessary to shave his arms. His underarms though, which would be a new experience in razor usage.

Time passed. He removed the cream from his legs before he stepped into the shower. The sensation of his newly smooth legs was very sensual. He ran his hands down his legs, over and over again. To his mild amusement he began to get an erection. Part of his mind asserted itself and decided to finish the hair removal before turning his attention to his personal pleasure.

Finished shaving his underarms and chest, he carefully began to attend to his face. Like the rest of his body he was blessed with a light beard, which still required a steady hand to avoid cuts.

Pleased with the results so far, he looked down at his pubic area. On a whim, with a grin, he began to trim the area. He had no idea why he did this; still he was pleased with the job.

Sherri had provided some lotion for use afterwards that he began to work in with a massaging motion all over his now smooth body. He had known a few guys in LA who got body waxing. He never really understood why until now. It felt so very clean to be smooth and was a sexy sensation.

Nick was about to turn his full attention to his neglected cock when he heard Sherri's voice outside the door.

"I got off work early, are you decent?" asked Sherri.

"Just a moment," replied Nick as he fumbled for his robe. He then opened the door.

"Good, I was hoping you'd be finished with your legs. I hope that stuff wasn't too harsh for you? I don't use it any more, I prefer waxing," said Sherri with a mild concern in her voice.

Nick nodded. "What's next?"

"Nails. I got some fake ones for you. After that we'll get you dressed. I want to give you some time to get used to the boots. Then I'll do your makeup and hair," stated Sherri.

"I thought you said that you had a wig for me to wear."

"I do, but your hair is long enough that I might be able to skip the wig. They get to be so hot. I think that with some gel I can spike out your hair and make you sexy hot!"

"Sis, remember this is just a party."

Sherri laughed. "Sorry, I do get carried away at times."

Nick followed Sherri into her bedroom. She directed him to her makeup table.

"Now, I'm going to skip the double-faced tape that come with nails. They pop off too easy. I'm going to use some superglue. Before you say a thing, yes I can get them off," explained Sherri. "After the glue sets, I'll shape them and apply the polish."

Nick nodded and let his sister get to work. "I remember you doing this for the test. It was a real bitch trying to write in those nails."

Sherri shrugged her shoulders. "Wah!"

Nick laughed. Even though they had talked on the phone weekly, he missed the face-to-face banter with his sister.

A short time later he was sitting there admiring his bright "Sunset Red" nails.

"I'm going to change while your nails dry," stated Sherri, who began to get undressed.

Nick was about to say something, but Sherri stopped him with a friendly glance.

"Nick, It's no big deal. I trust you and besides we're not in West Virginia," quipped Sherri as she hung up her blouse.

Nick had to admit to himself that Sherri had a great body.

In a few minutes Sherri was costumed. She was wearing a modified woman's pinstripe suit from the thirties. The skirt was extremely short and the jacket was cut very low to reveal Sherri's cleavage.

"I don't think that outfit is very historical accurate," noted Nick with a laugh.

"I know, but Alan will like it," replied Sherri as she put on a platinum blond wig. She immediately began to style the wig.

When she finished with her own makeup she turned her attention back to Nick.

"Good, the polish is dry. Time for you to get dressed," remarked Sherri.

She handed him a padded bra, a garterbelt, stocking, panties, the short black leather skirt and the top. "You can go into my bathroom if you want or you can change out here."

Nick debated what to do. "I'll change in the bathroom if you don't mind."

"Call me if you need any help with your bra," quipped Sherri.

Nick took his time getting dressed. It all came back to him, a series of steps. He remembered that the panties went on over the garterbelt. He carefully slipped on the stockings and marveled how nice they felt against his smooth legs. After a slight struggle he hooked up all the clasps to the stockings. The panties that Sherri had provided were very tight and Nick figured it was to help him hide his manhood. He tucked his cock between his legs and noted how it was barely noticeable. He struggled slightly with the bra, but he didn't want to give Sherri the satisfaction of asking for her help. On the fourth try he got the bra hooked. He then slipped on the skirt and the top.

He examined himself and was somewhat disappointed that the bra's padding was not more generous.

He stepped out of the bathroom he stopped in front of his sister for her more rigorous review. Her critical gaze inspected him from head to toe.

"Well?" he asked.

"It's a good start," she answered. Sherri then opened a box that was on the bed and pulled out two silicon breast pads. "Here, put these in your bra."

Nick obeyed and the difference was staggering. He now had D-cup breasts. Hooker Hooters.

"Much better, can't have a flat-chested hooker!" quipped Sherri. "Put on the boots and then I'll get started on your hair and makeup. Oh, be careful that you don't catch your stockings in the zipper."

Nick nodded and sat on the edge of the bed. The boots had a zipper running down the side. He slipped his right foot into the boot and carefully zipped it up. He was surprised how well the boots fit. He repeated this action with the left boot.

Carefully he stood up and tried to walk. He felt anything but sexy as he stumbled around. Sherri sat at the makeup table and did not contain her laughter.

"Just remember that I'm laughing with you, not at you."

"Bull!" replied Nick in some frustration.

"Okay, I'm laughing at you, but you would too, if the roles were reversed," replied Sherri. She then began to offer some advice on how to walk in the boots.

Gradually Nick began to walk better in the boots. He would be far from graceful, but at least he wouldn't fall flat on his face.

Sherri patted the seat of the chair in front of her makeup table. "Sit down here, it's time to do your makeup."

Nick sat down next to his sister and instinctively crossed his legs and adjusted his skirt.

In a few minutes Sherri transformed Nick into a very sexy looking woman. As he was supposed to be a hooker, his makeup was extreme, with lots of eyeliner and eyeshadow. Sherri applied a generous amount of mascara to Nick's lashes. She made his cheeks very dramatic. His lips were coated in bright red lipstick and topped with a clear gloss, making them look as if they were wet.

"I wish you'd let me pluck your eyebrows," commented Sherri, as she examined her work.

Next she turned to his hair. As she thought she was able to use a generous amount of hair gel to give Nick a sexy feminine hairstyle. She topped off his look with some clip-on hoop earrings and making necklace and bracelets.

"Well, Nikki, you're looking good!" exclaimed Sherri.

Nick stood up and examined himself in the full-length mirror. He couldn't believe his eyes as he studied his image. Not only did he look like a girl, but a very sexy one. Slutty, but still sexy.

"Holy shit!" he exclaimed softly.

"My thought exactly. I'll put your makeup in this small purse. Oh, I almost forgot!" exclaimed Sherri. She then picked up some cologne and gave her feminized twin a generous spray.

"Damn, do you think that was enough?" asked Nick as he coughed from the cologne.

Sherri laughed and looked at her watch. "Alan will be by shortly, we'd better go downstairs. Do you need any help?"

Nick shook his head. "If I do fall down the steps, promise to help me change before we go to the ER."

"No way. I'd love to see the EMTs flirt with you."

Nick slowly walked down the steps. With each step he began to adjust to the heels.

"That's right, take it step by step," encouraged Sherri.

Nick reached the bottom of the steps and began to walk around.

"Don't be afraid to sway your hips," commented Sherri.

Nick nodded. "So who are the other people at the party that I'll know?"

"Let me think. Oh yes, Keri Thomas, Kristin Akers, and Randy Williams," listed Sherri. All three people had been in their class in high school. Kristen was the one that she'd set Nick up for taking her SATs.

"How's Kristen?" asked Nick.

"She's still living with her girlfriend," replied Sherri.

"That's right. I never would have suspected that she was a lesbian," remarked Nick as he continued to practice his walking. "I didn't know that Keri worked with you."

"Yes, she engaged and due to get married in the spring. Didn't you have a crush on her once?"

"Yes, back in tenth grade. She barely knew I existed…story of my life," replied Nick softly. "Anyone else?"

"Oh…Danny Stark will be there. He works in Alan's department."

"Danny will be there? That's just great!" exclaimed Nick sarcastically.

"What's the problem? I thought you two were old friends."

"We are. It's just that I don't want to see him dressed as his sexual fantasy."

"He'll be cool. I heard that he just got a big promotion. Something about some new software program he wrote," stated Sherri, her concern evident on her face.

Nick shook his head in disbelief. "That's perfect. He's a success and I'm dressed like I'm working the streets."

"Oh. I never thought about that. Look, you don't have to go," replied Sherri.

Nick shook his head again. "Nah, it's no big deal. I can't hide the fact that I failed. I need to put it behind me."

"You sure?" asked Sherri, still concerned.

Nick nodded.

"When you're ready I'm willing to listen to the whole story," offered Sherri.

Nick cracked a slight grin. "What're you talking about?"

"Nick, this is me you're talking to. You can't lie to me. I know there's more bothering you besides the job. I just want you to know that when you're ready I'll be here to listen."

Nick appeared to be holding back tears. He tried to speak, but couldn't. Instead, he just nodded.

Their attention was suddenly shifted to the front door as Alan arrived. He walked in dressed in a thirties suit and fedora. A cigar was clenched between his teeth. He was carrying two toy machine guns.

"Okay, nobody move! This is a stickup!" exclaimed Alan.

"Cool! Is that my gun!" exclaimed Sherri.

"Sure, babe," replied Alan and he handed her the toy gun. He then did a double take as he realized the hot looking woman standing next to Sherri was Nick. "Holy shit! Is that you Nick?"

"I told you that he'd make a hot chick!" bragged Sherri. She gave Nick a wink.

Nick smiled back. He appreciated Sherri's offer and maybe someday he would talk to her about his problems. He also noticed that Alan was eyeing him over.

"I like your costume too," stated Nick.

Alan shook his head in disbelief. "If I didn't know better, I'd swear that you were Sherri's identical twin."

"Thanks, I guess," laughed Nick. He also noticed that Alan seemed to be attracted to him.

Sherri looked at her watch. "Well, we'd better get going. Nick, I have a leather jacket that will go perfectly with that outfit."

She retrieved a black leather jacket and handed it to Nick. He slipped it on and he had to admit that it was a good match.

They walked out to Alan's car. Alan opened the car doors for both Sherri and Nick. Nick wondered if Alan was just playing around or was unconsciously reacting to Nick as if he really was a girl. He began to wonder if Sherri did too good a job.

Chapter Five

They arrived at the hotel and headed towards the party. Alan had his arm around Sherri. Nick walked next to them. As they entered the ballroom, Nick noticed that most of the other partygoers were dressed in risqué costumes.

"There's the bar, can I get you ladies a drink?" asked Alan.

"Yes, champagne, please," replied Sherri before Nick could make a comment.

"I'll be right back," stated Alan as he walked towards the bar.

"I think Alan has the hots for you," whispered Sherri to Nick. "Actually, I find that kind of a turn on. I've read that lots of men have a fantasy about doing twins."

"Just remind him that I'm a guy," replied Nick with a smile.

Sherri laughed.

Alan returned with their drinks. "Here you go ladies."

Nick took the glass and took a sip. Normally he would have preferred something stronger, but the champagne seemed to hit the spot.

"I'm going to mingle and see if I run into anyone I know," remarked Nick. He was telling the truth, but he also wanted to get away from Alan.

"Don't be surprised if people think you're me," quipped Sherri.

Nick laughed. "Don't worry, I won't get you in too much trouble."

He slowly walked through the crowd, careful not to trip in his boots. Mastery of the towering footwear was coming slowly to him, but it was coming. He could now handle the current easy pace with relative ease.

Sherri was right; several people did think he was her. One guy even grabbed his ass. He made a mental note of the man, who was dressed a Roman, so he could tell Sherri about him.

He bumped into Kristen and her partner, both fully decked out as Playboy bunnies. They talked happily for a few minutes and promised to get together later.

Nick drained the last of his champagne and worked his way over to towards the bar. He was about to order another glass when he heard a familiar voice behind him.

"Please, let me get that one for you."

Nick turned around and saw his old friend Danny Stark standing there. He was a swashbuckling pirate at six-two, two hundred pounds with reddish-brown hair and a moustache. A three-letter athlete in high school, he had obviously kept in good shape.

"Danny!"

"How're you doing Nick, or should that be Nikki?" asked Danny, as they shook hands. "I ran into Sherri and she that you were here."

The bartender handed them their drinks.

"Cheers," toasted Danny, as he held out his glass of beer.

Nick touched his glass to Danny's.

"So, are you just visiting or are you back here to stay?" asked Danny.

Nick noticed how Danny's eyes were running up and down his body. "It's a long story, but I think I've given up on the left coast."

"Come on, let's head over there and sit down, you look like you need to get off your feet," suggested Danny, pointing to a lounge area off the main ballroom.

They sat down on a couch next to each other. At first they talked about their lives and caught up on old times. After thirty minutes, Danny brought up the way Nick was dressed.

"Let me guess, this was Sherri's idea?" asked Danny.

Nick nodded.

"Don't take this the wrong way, but you've always made a pretty hot girl," quipped Danny.

A strange feeling began to grow in Nick. Was Danny also attracted to him? Nick just smiled back.

"I still remember when you took Sherri's SATs. You know you almost cost me a scholarship that day!" exclaimed Danny.

Nick cocked his head. "What do you mean?"

"I couldn't take my eyes off you! Sherri is beautiful, but you looked like a slightly more sexy version, no offense," stated Danny.

"None taken," replied Nick, who laughed nervously, as he drank the last of his champagne.

"Oh, your glass is empty. Please let me get you a refill. I'll be right back," stated Danny. He stood up and took Nick's empty glass. "I'll be right back." He repeated, to make sure Nick would stay.

Nick watched Danny walk away. He thought back, musing about several double dates with Danny in school and remembered how smooth Danny could be with his dates. Nick suddenly felt as if he was Danny's latest target.

It dawned on Nick that not only didn't he mind, but was actually pleased by the idea that Danny was attracted to him.

A short time later Danny returned with the drinks. He handed Nick his drink. "Here you go, Nikki."

"Thank you," replied Nick, blushing slightly at being called Nikki.

Danny sat down next to Nick, who noticed that Danny was much closer to him now.

Nick took a sip of his drink. He was trembling slightly. Danny noticed Nick's nervousness and smiled.

Danny leaned closer and whispered. "It's okay Nikki, I know how you feel."

A tingling sensation sweep through Nick. He knew that it wasn't the champagne.

"Nikki, that's a much nicer name for you. It suits you much better," continued Danny. "Don't you think so, Nikki?"

There was a long pause before Nick answered as he contemplated his answer. "Yes."

"Tell me your name, my sweet," Danny said in an enticing, soothing way, as he slipped his arm around her shoulders.

Nick bit his lower lip nervously before answering. He felt compelled to respond. His voice was barely audible. "My name is Nikki."

Danny nodded. "That's right. You're a very sexy woman Nikki, aren't you?"

Nikki nodded. She suddenly felt like she was being swept along as if she had fallen into a river, yet it was all feeling so right, so normal.

"Say it," whispered Danny, as he continued his seduction.

"I'm…. I'm a sexy woman," replied Nikki softly.

Danny nodded. "That's right, my sweet. I've wanted to be with you since that day in the testing room. Do you like me?"

Nikki nodded.

"Please tell me," whispered Danny. His face was just inches from Nikki's.

"I like you…I like you a lot," replied Nikki. Her breathing was getting heavy.

"Do you want to be with me?" asked Danny.

Nikki nodded. "Yes."

Danny reached up and placed his hand behind Nikki's head and pulled her close. He pressed his lips against her lips and began to kiss. Nikki resisted at first, her mind was filled with confusion. This was all happening too fast, still it felt so good, and Nikki began to give in.

"You kiss just like the girl you are," whispered Danny.

Instead of being insulted, Nikki giggled.

"I take it that you're comfortable with this?" asked Danny.

"It's all new, but it feels right. Does that make sense?"

"Yes, my sweet. Do you feel alright with us taking this further?" asked Danny.

"What do you have in mind?" asked Nikki nervously.

Danny raised an eyebrow and smiled. "Why don't we go back to my place? I think you'd be more relaxed if we had some privacy."

Nikki looked around and noticed that they weren't the only couple in the lounge area making out. "You're right."

"Relax, my sweet, I'm not going to force you into anything that you don't want to do."

Nikki nodded. "Thank you."

Danny stood up and helped Nikki off the couch. He put his arm around her as they tracked down Sherri. Nikki wondered what she'd tell her sister and how would Sherri react.

They found Sherri talking to some co-workers. Nikki didn't recognize any of them. Sherri looked up and saw them approach. She excused herself and walked over to them.

"Hey, Nikki. I see you found Danny," remarked Sherri with a sly grin on her face.

Nikki nodded. "I…um…we're..."

"Have fun," interrupted Sherri. "Do you have your keys?"

Nikki nodded, as she blushed.

"It's okay, baby sister. I think you two make a nice couple," whispered Sherri. "We'll talk later."

Nikki smiled back and hugged Sherri.

Sherri then turned to Danny. "Treat her nice."

Danny nodded. He then put his arm around Nikki and led her out to his car.

Chapter Six

On the ride to Danny's house Nikki's mind was awash with conflicting emotions. Part of her was excited about this outburst of her repressed feminine side. Her masculine side was vainly telling her that this was wrong and that she'd regret it for the rest of her life. She found it amusing that she was starting to think of herself as female.

"We're almost there," stated Danny, snapping her out of her mental debate.

Danny's home was a ranch house on the outskirts of town. Nikki was amazed by the size of the property. "When did you move here?"

"Last month. I bought it after I cashed my bonus. The house is larger than it looks. There's a pool and a Jacuzzi. The total size of the yard is five acres," replied Danny.

Danny pulled the car into the garage and walked around to open Nikki's door.

"That's okay, I can get it myself," stated Nikki.

Danny shook his head. "Get used to the treatment, my sweet. I want to treat you like the lady you are."

Nikki felt another shiver of excitement run through her body as Danny helped her out of the car. She felt a growing sensation of submission sweeping through her body. Still, it felt natural and all the stress that Nick had felt when he dated was gone. Nikki, while nervous, felt more relaxed than she had ever felt before while on a date.

Danny leaned over and kissed her gently and passionately on the lips. Nikki eagerly returned the passion. With each kiss the wall that Nick had spent his whole life building crumbled to dust. The formerly repressed woman, Nikki jumped at the opportunity to escape.

Danny took Nikki by the hand. "Come on, my sweet, let's go inside."

They walked together into his home. Danny led Nikki into the living room. As she sat on the couch, he turned on the stereo. Soft jazz filled the room.

"Can I get you anything to drink?" asked Danny.

Nikki shook her head.

Danny smiled and sat down next to her. He pulled her close and began to kiss her again. Nikki offered no resistance and kissed Danny back passionately. She felt Danny's hands begin to rub against her chest. She suddenly wished that she had real breasts instead of the silicon pads.

"Do you want to go farther?" whispered Danny.

Nikki absorbed the words and the implications of her answer. She wasn't drunk and knew what she was doing was of her own freewill. "Yes."

Danny nodded. "I want this to be mutual, my sweet."

"It is."

Danny smiled and kissed her again. As they began to kiss passionately Danny moved her hand down to his crotch.

Nikki could feel Danny's erection through his pants. Instead of recoiling, she began to rub her hand against it. Danny's moans told her she was doing it right. Without waiting for his prompting, Nikki unzipped his trousers and gently pulled out his cock. She began to stroke it.

"Ohhh, that feels good, sweetie," moaned Danny.

Danny had pulled down Nikki's top and bra. He discarded the pad and began to massage her nipples. To Nikki's total surprise she began to feel a sense of pleasure from her chest.

Nikki glanced down at Danny's erect cock and was overwhelmed by a sudden urge. Without further prompting, Nikki moved down and began to kiss it passionately.. Nikki had to know if this was the right path for her life and began to kiss it all over. There was no guilt as she pleasured Danny. This felt so natural and normal that she felt stopping now would be wrong.

Danny's hands held Nikki's head as she took his cock into her mouth. Her head began to bob up and down as she gave him oral gratification. His moans told her she was doing a good job. This only motivated her to take more and more into her mouth. She felt her panties getting wet from her growing sexual excitement

Danny's breathing became rhythmic and heavier. Nikki instinctively knew he was close to climaxing and that there was no turning back.

She worked to bring him to orgasm. There was an initial shock as he exploded in her mouth, yet Nikki didn't recoil. The taste was not unpleasant and Nikki swallowed it down.

She carefully and slowly licked Danny's cock clean. While she did this it suddenly hit her that her life had taken a major turn

"My god, Nikki, that was incredible," moaned Danny, as he lay back on the couch.

She climbed up and instinctively curled up next to him. He put his arm around her and pulled her close.

There was so much Nikki wanted to say, but no words seemed appropriate, so she just hung on to Danny.

Sensing her feelings, Danny leaned down and kissed her on the forehead. "Stay with me, Nikki."

She looked up at him.

"Seriously, I've wanted you my whole life."

Nikki smiled. "Whole life?"

Danny grinned. "Okay, maybe that's an exaggeration, but I've wanted you since that day in school. It was love at first sight."

Nikki absorbed what he was saying.

"Look, Nikki, I know this will be complicated at first, but I want you to be my girl. I have everything else in my life that a man could want. I can take care of you. I don't care what others may think."

Nikki smiled at the thought of what he was saying. She was so lonely and was tired of being alone.

"I don't want a slave or a sexual fantasy. I want a partner. We've been friends since third grade and I know that you're the person that I want as my partner and lover," continued Danny.

"I want to be with you too."

Danny smiled at Nikki. "You mean that?"

"Yes. My life as Nick has been one disappointment after another. I've fought and repressed who I really was, and thought that I was doing a good job. Instead I was too blind to see how it forcing me to overcompensate as Nick." Tears began to run slowly down her face.

"Hey, no tears. Everything will be okay now," comforted Danny, as he reached over and wiped her tears away. He then leaned over and kissed her again.

"This will take time for me. While I've thought about dressing, this is the first time that I've been in a dress since that test day," explained Nikki.

Danny nodded. "I understand. Also don't worry about the costs."

Nikki smiled. "I just have one question, how do you see me?"

Danny ran his hand through Nikki's hair. "I see a beautiful woman. I know that you're male, but if you want to change that, there's always surgery."

Nikki nodded. "So what's next?"

"We can decide that in the morning, if you're willing," offered Danny with a grin.

Nikki sighed and pulled herself closer to Danny.

"I'll take that as a yes," replied Danny. He scooped up Nikki in his arms and carried her into their bedroom.

Chapter Seven

The next day Nikki was sitting in front of Sherri, who was in the middle of styling Nikki's hair.

"When did you know?" asked Nikki.

"About what? That you were really a girl or that Danny wanted you?" asked Sherri.

Nikki laughed. "Both!"

"I guess I always knew you were different. I didn't suspect that you were really a girl until high school. That's when I came up with the SAT idea."

Nikki turned around and looked up at her sister and laughed. "You bitch!"

Sherri reached down and turned Nikki's head around to the front. "Think about it Nikki. I had a 4.0 GPA. Why would I need your help on the test? You were also a little too eager to become me. I was hoping that you'd confess to me, but it never happened. I just decided to wait until you made the next move. However, I got tired of waiting. I saw your visit and the Halloween party as a sign from the goddesses."

Nikki nodded wishing she had opened up to her sister back then. "What about Danny?"

"Stop moving your head, baby sister! Remember that Kristen helped me dress you up. She was also in the testing room that day, and she told me how Danny couldn't take your eyes off you. She though it was because he had a crush on me. Well, Danny and I dated a few times after you left for college. I sensed that it wasn't me that he wanted."

"Did he tell you that?"

"No. I just suspected the truth. By the way, he's pretty good in bed, isn't he?"

Nikki laughed and nodded. "I guess that now that we're sisters we're bound to share things."

Sherri began to apply Nikki's makeup. "Nikki, we've always been sisters."

Nikki laughed again and then got silent. "What do we tell Mom and Dad?"

"The truth," replied Sherri. "They love you and while it will be a shock, I doubt it will be a total surprise. Don't worry; I'll go with you."

"Thank you."

"No problem, baby sister! Now let me finish up on your makeup so we can go shopping. I don't mind sharing, but you're going to need your own wardrobe."

Nikki laughed. She had never felt so free spirited in her entire life.

"Now close your eyes. I'm going to turn around you around and you see if you like what I've done," explained Sherri.

Nikki felt herself being turned around. When Sherri stopped, Nikki opened her eyes and saw herself for the first time. "Wow!"

The End

 

Special thanks to Slothrop for pinch-hitting for my normal editor Amelia R.

Wishing Amelia a swift recovery

  

  

  

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