Jamie enjoys being a woman and finds out who to trust

 

If I Only Knew

by Rachael Free

Part 4

 

Day 8 of Womanhood. – Revenge and Attitude

I woke with the sun beating down on the tent, arms and legs intertwined, bodies laying in every direction and the smell of coffee in the air. I sat up and put on my top while I opened the tent curtain. The other two girls were already sitting by the fire with a nice warm cup of coffee. I put on my sneaks and joined them by the fire.

"Well how was last night dear?" the pretty blonde said as she took another sip. The other brunette sat there with a huge grin. I blushed as I played with my hair a bit, kicking the ground like a little kid. "It was kinda nice" I said. They both looked at each other and giggled. The blonde stood up and handed me some coffee. "We knew it would be. Angie and Rebecca are two great girls. You two looked like you would be perfect for them." I blushed again and sat down by the fire sipping my coffee. If they only knew….

Bev came out next followed by Angie and Rebecca. Little clothes if any worn by everyone. The blonde asked if anyone wanted some bacon and eggs. I couldn't wait, I loved bacon and eggs and it seemed so long ago I had tasted them. We were eating our breakfasts when the blonde asked us where we were going today. Bev said we had to get back to the complex or we would be reported. The blonde stood and said, "So that doesn't leave us much time to get to know each other does it?" With that, she took Bev's hand and took her into the tent. W could here them laugh and then it was quiet. The brunette took my hand and led me into the other tent. We kissed, licked, sucked and I used the same "My time" routine to keep her from getting in my pants. I did fuck her with my mouth though making her scream when she had an orgasm. My tits and nipples were sore form all the attention in the past two days. We came out of the tent as Bev and her girlfriend joined the party as well. We kissed again and we said we had to go. We packed up, got dressed again, and after more hugs and deep kisses with everyone, were off to find our way back home.

Bev and I walked hand in had as we strolled down the trail back to the "Trans-Paradise" complex. We passed security and went to our apartment to wash ourselves from the night of fun. Bev and I both got in the shower and washed each other with flowery soaps, shampooed and conditioned each others hair and helped each other shave whatever stray hairs need to be tended to. Me, I was pretty smooth but Bev needed her bush trimmed. I did everything I could do from playing with it while I trimmed her up. We toweled each other off and she rubbed nice smelling lotion on my back and shoulders, some powder also to make me smooth. I did the same to her as we dried our hair, set mine, moisturized and applied makeup and made ourselves pretty. I did love doing this, I even looked forward to these moments now making myself beautiful again even without Sarah here. Sarah, what has become of Sarah?

We dressed, me borrowing one of Bev's nice bra and panty sets. Bev threw me a nice loose top and I slid up my frilly cotton skirt. 3" sandals, grabbed our purses and we were off again. This time to see what was happening around the complex. We walked to the pool, the café (and had a nice summer drink), the reception area, the spa, and finally the directors office to see if Sarah was still there. We walked in and Tommy ran up to me and gave me a hug. Jamie, I'm so glad your back. I looked at his a little bewildered. I went to "my" desk and a cute blonde girl still in here teens, was manning the desk. She looked at me and asked, "May I help you maam?" I replied, "Miss Heatherby please" and waited for her to move. She looked down at the intercom trying to figure out what button to push. I reached over and pushed the button that said "INTERCOM". "There now, isn't that better" as I put my hands on my hips.

The secretary, my supposed job, looked back at me and said, Oh I'm sorry, I totally forgot. Miss Heatherby has been transferred to our corporate office in Chicago. Miss Davis is now in charge. Just then Miss Davis came out of the office wanting to know what the noise was. She looked at me and gave a little smile. "Jamie I believe?" as she walked up to me looking me over from top to bottom. "My but aren't you the cute one. I've heard a lot about you" she said in a mocking tone. I remember this lady as the one Sarah had lunch with just a few days ago. I asked, "What has happened to Sarah?" "Oh Miss Heatherby, she is on the fast track. She must know somebody high up in the organization". Someone high up, organization, I had no idea of any of this. "Well Jamie, how would you like to join me tonight for dinner. I'm sure we have a lot to talk about." At first I wanted to hit this woman then I thought I may be able to get some information out of her. "Dinners fine. Just tell me where and when" I responded. She looked at me with a little smile, "and I will send over your wardrobe for this evening Jamie. Don't fret, I know all your sizes, even the new size of your beautiful breasts." Now how could she know that? It's only been two days. "I'll send a cart for you at 7PM sharp. Please make yourself beautiful for me?" She knew where I lived too. How in the world?

I turned and grabbed Bev's hand getting out of the office as fast as I could. We hurried back to the apartment to figure out what to do next. On the way, I kept thinking about her comments on how big my breasts were. The only one I shared that with was Bev. Was she working for them? I had to find out.

When we got into the apartment I jumped on Bev's back and took her to the floor. I'm sure glad I worked out last week. I still have some muscle. I turned her over and Bev looked and me and said, "What the fuck are you doing, Get off of me." I replied, "Not until you tell me what's going on" I saw the Bev knew exactly what was going on. She tried to look away and I pulled her head back looking me straight in the eyes. Now, tell me everything" Bev proceeded to tell me that if she didn't accept a roommate, me, she would be evicted and loose her job at the complex. She couldn't afford loosing the job so her job was to report anything out of the ordinary to the director, personally. Bev told her about the bra size, the night out, the back room stuff (little does she know), and other little details to hold over my head. It was very innocent and Bev did her part to keep her job at the spa. She teared up and reached up to hug me. "I'm so sorry Baby. I love you Baby and didn't want to hurt you. Please forgive me?" I reached down and wiped away the tears telling her I understood and that I didn't blame her for anything. We sat up and I then proceeded to tell her everything, from the first moment in our home in the Midwest to the transvestite in the bar. She laughed hysterically when she found out about David the biker. Mr. Macho. She wanted to go back sometime and really make him her woman. Bev was giddy with the thought.

Bev said, "I've got an idea. Here, put this in the ladies drink tonight and she'll tell you everything." She handed me a little white pill. I asked, "What's this stuff" She proceeded to tell me what the drug was, how it worked, and how much fun you could have with her when she was on the drug. Almost anything. This is the same stuff I was probably given by James at dinner that night, making me blow him on the bench. She also had me put a little tape recorder in my purse to get everything on tape.

The doorbell rang as we got up. I went to the door to find a man in a Tuxedo holding a long bag carrying another pink bag. He asked me where to put them and I led him to the bedroom where he could hang it for me. "Please have a nice evening maam." He said as he turned to leave. He left, not taking a tip.

Bev and I looked at each other and zipped open the bag to find the most gorgeous formal gown I have ever seen, and in Pink, my now favorite color. It was slit up to my waist and cut down in the back almost to the top of my ass. The front was cut so low I didn't know if my boobs would even be held in place. Bev gave a whistle and said, "I guess this lady really wants you bad, Baby. This could be fun. Too bad I couldn't be there." In the pink bag was a note and some pink thong panties, a pink garter and beautiful silky hose. Pink 5" heels to finish off the look. Bev gasps, "You only have three hours to get ready, let's get cracking." With that, she had me shower again. Man I take a lot of showers as a girl.

Once dried, Bev lotioned me, moisturized my face, applied new pink polish to my fingernails and toes, helped my style my beautiful long blonde hair with it curled and flowing freely back across my face. It reminded my of the old Charlie's Angel's poster of Farrah. I loved that poster, my brother had it hanging in the room when I was a kid. I dreamed about Farrah for years and guess what, my body even looked like her's now. Isn't that a gas.

The panties felt great and the garter was beautiful…silk and lace, I loved the combination. No bra tonight. This lady is going to get the entire me. The hose made me shimmer in the light and felt so, so smooth and silky. Bev told me to stand there a moment and came back with some gold stuff. Here let me add a little sparkle. She lightly dusted on the glitter and my entire body glistened in any light. I felt wonderful and looked even better. "Now for the gown", said Bev.

Bev opened the short zipper in the back and held it out for me to step into. My arms glided through the openings as the fabric laid down across my breasts so naturally. Bev zipped up the little zipper on my ass and had me turn to her. She held her mouth and gasped. My breasts fit perfect in the front. There was a little invisible strap that fit right below my pert boobs pulling the front together so my bare breasts would show but not fall out. The back was open down to the top of my ass. Only my widened feminine ass held it in place perfectly. I stepped into the pink heels. They fit perfectly too. My long legs helped with the look as I walked in the most feminine walk I could, swaying my hips and strutting a bit. Bev was in awe. "You are the most beautiful creature I have ever seen. "Jewelry. You need some bling. Oh, I almost forgot. There's another box in the pink bag."

Bev reached in the bag and came out with a large jewelry box. She opened it and inside was a sparkly diamond necklace, long chandelier earrings and a bracelet also in real diamonds. We looked at each other with our mouths open. Bev took the necklace and secured around my neck, the bracelet was next and she helped me with my earrings. I stood back and looked in the full length mirror. I couldn't believe how amazingly beautiful I was. I made a few poses and hugged Bev lifting my one leg like the models do in the movies. Bev was smiling. She knew how good I felt and she also knew how good I tasted. She wanted some of me when I got back home. I knew that for sure. She gave me my purse with a little recorder in it and told me to remember to put the little pill in the front cover of the purse into her drink early in the evening.

There was a knock at the door. Bev opened it and the same Tuxedo dressed man was standing there asking for me to join him. He was to take me to a secluded villa where we would be having dinner. I seemed to glide across the floor in my gown and kissed Bev on the cheek as I left. He took my arm and led me to a horse drawn buggy. I didn't know there were even horses on the property. I got in and took a leisurely ride to a villa on the far north end of the property. He helped me out and ushered me up to the door. He knocked and a maid answered asking me to come in. The driver tipped his hat as the waitress closed the door.

Inside, the place was light with at least 1000 candles. The light reflected off the diamonds making me simply sparkle. I was handed a champagne cocktail and led to the veranda. I was looking in at the sunset when a voice spoke behind me. It was the new director. I turned to see her dressed exactly as I was dressed, even down to the jewelry. She reached her hand forward and said, "Hello Jamie, I'm Trish. Nice to finally meet you." I took her hand and shook it like a proper lady would. "You looked simply breathtaking my dear, much better than me in this gown." I blushed again, god I hate this blushing thing I do. I was actually pleased with the comment. I was really beautiful even though I was a guy…..once. "Here, let's go inside to the den, it's much more comfortable in there." She took my hand and led me into the house and to the den. She set down her champagne on the table and told me to get comfortable, she would be right back. Trish walked to the kitchen while I retrieved the little pill and dropped it in her drink. I sure hope it works.

Trish came back and closed the door behind her. She came over to me and guided me to the couch. I sat down, very carefully and ladylike. Trish could see I was quite a lady. I raised my glass, "Here's to tonight" as I sipped my drink. Trish took a nice drink and set it down. I took the glass again and made another toast, "To Sarah, I hope she get's everything she deserves." We clinked glasses and Trish took another big drink. The champagne was almost gone now. She set her drink down again and took my hand in hers. "Jamie, I know everything about you and Sarah. I am absolutely amazed at how beautiful you turned out. Your stunning, simply stunning. I wish I looked as good as you. So tell me, what's the best thing about being a woman?" I didn't expect the compliments but felt honored. I still have to get to the bottom of this and find out what she knew. "Well, I didn't expect this at all to tell you the truth. It's been a whirlwind and I didn't have any control over it. Being a woman? To be honest, I love the attention. I get all gushy inside when I'm treated like a fine wine, ready to be savored." I could tell Trish was getting hot, or it could be the drug. She leaned forward once and kissed me very gently on my luscious lips. It was a soft, lingering kiss to show me how tender she could be. I got a little tingle in my stomach but had to keep focused, I had a lot to do tonight.

We chatted idly for some more time, kissing and petting some more with Trish losing concentration at times. The maid knocked on the door and asked us for dinner. Trish stood up and teetered a bit. I held her arm and she steadied herself thanking me for helping. We walked arm and arm to the table and sat next to each other. We looked scrumptious ourselves in wonderful gowns, beautiful makeup, dazzling jewelry and our bodies revealing a lot of skin. We were served and Trish was quiet, looking forward while she ate. She slowed her eating and just stared ahead. The drug was working, now I was ready. I called the maid to remove the dinnerware and that we would have cocktails in the den. I helped Trish to the den and closed the door. She sat on one side of the couch and gazed ahead. The maid knocked and two cognacs were brought to the side table. "Thank you dear, we're fine. We won't be needing anything else for the evening" I said. With that, she left the room leaving only the two of us.

I wanted to see how good this stuff was so I asked Trish to tell me what her real name was. She said "Jackie Daniels". Wow, success. "What is your job here at the spa?" Trish responded with, "I'm the new director but actually it's just a front. I had to keep digging, this was intriguing. "And what are you trying to do to me?" "I'm trying to seduce you so I can blackmail you into leaving here and never seeing Sarah again." Wow, another revelation. She still gazed ahead. "What did you have planned?" She answered, "I was to dance with you, feel your body next to me, kiss you all over, undress you, make love to you and get everything in pictures as evidence. I would then be beaten later, after you left, by a woman dressed exactly like you and get pictures of this too." She had it planned out to a "T" but she didn't plan on me. "Why do this and what about Sarah?" She stopped for a second and then said, "Sarah planned all of this. I owe her money and the director stuff is all a ruse. So was Sarah's being named director. It was an easy way to demonstrate power without question." This was really too much. "Well why would Sarah do this to me?" She spoke softly saying, "She likes women more than men. She made you into a woman for herself." I was at a loss for words. My beautiful Sarah. I trusted her and loved her. Something just didn't seem right. Sarah never left my side until a year ago. We were deeply in love as husband and wife. I had to keep probing.

I helped Trish, or should I say Jackie, sit back and relax on the couch. I needed to know more. Jackie sat there looking forward without saying a word. She really was beautiful, in her gown, her makeup, her jewelry. I loved it all, and was attracted to her. But who was this woman in front of me. I had to know. "OK Jackie, now tell me about your arrangement with Sarah." She opened her mouth and began talking, "Sarah was a successful agent in Chicago and connected with the "Trans-Paradise" organization. I was her aide." There! Voila! The word aide. That's where she came up with that. Trish kept on talking saying, "Mrs. Matthews made a deal to save her life, where she could get top dollar clientele to the spa and provide them an out with their marriages. She arranged for the latest techniques in body molding, biochemistry, genetic engineering and basic hypnotherapy to make the changes in a person's life. James was only a demonstration of what could be accomplished. Sarah refused but she was told James would die and she would also disappear if she did not cooperate." I listened and was stunned by the elaborate methods this group employed and how I was only a pawn in their game. Sarah was still Sarah. I still loved her and wanted to be with her no matter what. Maybe I could rescue her, but how?

I knew it. Sarah didn't do this on her own. She was forced to do this to me. Make these changes in my body. Make me feel like a beautiful woman. Force me to have sex with women and men in all sorts of ways. I was a beautiful creature, a woman who had more than most. Now what do I do?????

I went back to Trish and asked her, "So Trish, what is your role and what happens next?" Trish looked ahead and said, "I have to seduce you tonight. You need me, want me, desire me. I was told that and I have to make it happen. I was also offered my life to make this scam work. "I sat there amazed at what levels these barbarians went to, to pull this whole thing off. I still didn't know what the whole thing was though. I didn't think it really mattered as long as I got my Sarah back. Trish kept talking, "I have to make you look like a lesbian dyke and get pictures. I have to, I really have to." I looked at her in our matching gowns, our beautiful jewelry, and felt like I needed this girl. Really need her. I stood up and helped her to her feet. She was still out of it but coming back into the world. I needed to change scenery and get her to bed. We opened the door and I guided her to her room.

I opened the door to the bedroom and there were two identical negligees laying there, ready for it's owners. This whole thing was well planned out. I helped Trish, or Jackie, into her negligee and put her into bed. I wish I could be with her but I needed to get myself together and she didn't fit into the equation right now. I left her asleep, closed the doors and left the villa. No pictures tonight folks. I walked home in my 5" heels, my luxurious gown and my expensive jewelry enjoying every moment I had of being a woman. I made it to the apartments and rang the bell to our unit. It rang me in and I walked to the door feeling like I conquered the world. The door opened and there was Bev, in her shorts and skimpy top. No makeup, looking like hell. She thought I would never come back and stay with Trish. Boy was she wrong. I pulled her to me, wrapped my arms around her and kissed her like she's never been kissed. Our tongues danced together as Bev ran her hands all over my body as mine caressed her. She kept our lips locked together as I fingered her and she played with me. I felt the rush come back into me. I just knew it was right. I truly wanted this girl but had to refrain from going any further tonight. I was spent and had to recharge myself with a good nights sleep.

I pulled away from her and told her how I felt. She understood and told me it was OK. Bev helped me remove my dinner attire, bling and all and helped me get into my night shirt. Nothing fancy but I felt so comfortable. We went to the couch and sat there in each others arms just hugging. I felt so loved, so cared for, so feminine, so me.

  

  

  

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