Chapter four
He was gentle, as if testing the waters and I didn’t pull away as I needed to see how I felt about kissing a guy too. This was something that would happen again if I was going to have any sort of relationship in my life. It felt sort of nice and I could feel my body reacting to the stimulus, my nipples hardened and I could feel the heat build up between my legs, as my knees seemed to weaken. At this point I wasn’t John the guy, but Jan the girl as feelings started to fill my mind with images of the two of us having sex. HEY WHOA THERE, this was too fast, too soon to be thinking those sorts of thoughts. I mean I’d barely been in this body three hours and already I was thinking of sex. Breaking away from Sam I said,
"We should be getting in now," so reluctantly he let me go and took my hand again as we entered the house.
The rest of the evening was spent watching TV with Sam. He sat beside me, still holding hands. I could see my ‘mom’ and ‘dad’ looking at me from time to time with approving looks, while they chatted to Carol and Ben, damn! I thought to myself. "I hope they’re not already planning my wedding, O, God, what am I thinking? If I get married -I’m-the one who’s going to be wearing the dress!" Then looking down at myself, I started to giggle. Sheesh I’m already wearing a dress! At least it was a very feminine giggle. Sam looked at me in puzzlement. Stifling my amusement I told him I’d just had a very funny thought occur to me, but didn’t elaborate.
Later after they had left and I had been given a hug from the others and a goodnight kiss from Sam, ‘Mom’ and ‘Dad’ congratulated me on my behaviour, saying they were very proud of the way I had been all evening. This gave me a warm feeling so I just hugged them, saying I was tired and just wanted to go to bed.
Getting to my room I found Julie there turning down my bed. As she started to help me undress, I said to her that I didn’t want to go back to school with Nick any more, and how was I going to get to school? Julie looked at me and said,
"What’s wrong with your car? I know you haven’t used it in a while. But it is still in working order, I heard Roger start it up the other day."
"Roger?" I asked, wondering just who Roger was.
"The Butler silly, don’t’ tell me you’ve forgotten him too. You always hassle him whenever you can." I didn’t comment but it explained his surprise when I was polite to him at the door.
"Oh good, I wasn’t sure I had filled it up the last time I used it." I lied neatly covering myself. Saying goodnight to Julie, I went into the bathroom to wash my face and remove the makeup, then started undressing. I hung my clothes up and put my now slightly damp panties into the washing hamper. Finding a pink shortie nightie I slipped it over my head letting it slither over my breasts with a cool caress.
Getting into bed I started to mull over the past days events. Pretty strange overall I thought, but it hasn’t been without its compensations. Sliding my hands over my body I could still feel some of that arousal I had had while with Sam, and then for the first time in my short time as a female I started to masturbate. Sliding my fingers into my very own love hole I worked my fingers against my clitoris, I could feel the start of an orgasm. It started to build and build getting my whole body involved, not just in my penis as it was in my male body. It felt wonderful, and as it peaked into intense waves of pleasure I had a mental picture of Sam flash into my thoughts. This made me pause in my self-arousal and as it slowly subsided, I felt really happy that I could experience this side of femininity. As I was drifting off to sleep I wondered what tomorrow would bring, oh well I’ll soon find out.
Awakening the next morning I heard a quiet knock as Julie asked if I was decent, answering in the affirmative, she entered. Getting out of bed, she said if I get a shower and wash that hair, she would quickly style it for me. Shampooing my long hair was more awkward than I thought, making sure all the lather was out before using a conditioner on it. Then wrapping a towel round it like I’ve seen my mom and sister do, I walked back into the bedroom to find Julie had laid out my clothes for school (luckily there was no uniform). Looking them over, I saw besides my bra and panties a short dark blue pleated skirt, and a white long sleeved blouse with a rounded collar. Getting dressed in feminine clothes was by now; not as strange as when I first started. Even the buttons on the other side of the blouse only gave me brief pause. While I applied a little makeup under Julie’s tutelage, she had dried my hair and set it in an easy to care for style, using a couple of hair combs set into my hair at the sides of my head. Using a light pink lipstick, I expertly applied it. Putting in two small gold hoop earrings and a couple of bangles, I was set. Getting my bag and my purse, putting the lipstick in it and checking what else needed to be in put it, I went downstairs to get breakfast. ‘Mom’ was there, eating some toast. As she saw me she said,
"Well, I didn’t dream last night after all."
"No ‘mom’" I said, "this is the new me, do you like it?"
"I love it" she replied, "now all I wish is you wouldn’t go with that Nick character." Repressing a shudder, I stated.
"That’s over, finished, done with."
"Oh honey that’s great" she said, coming over and hugging me, "I never could stand him, and his crowd he runs with." After having breakfast I asked ‘mom’ if she had seen my car keys anywhere, she replied
"They should be on the hook by the front door."
"Thanks ‘mom’," I said picking up my bag and purse, finding a set of keys with a tag with my name on.
I went outside to the garage to see what sort of car I had. Entering the garage I found two cars there with one spot empty, (‘dad’s I suppose) looking at the other two I saw a blue Mercedes and a red BMW convertible. Trying the keys told me the convertible was mine. "WOW" I drooled, I had never driven a car this good before and I was going to enjoy every minute of it. Suddenly getting an idea, I ran back inside and rang Cathy. Pulling up outside my old home, I got out and knocked on the door. Mom opened it, and asked what I wanted.
"It’s me Mom, it’s John," I said realising that Cathy had not told her anything about me, until she knew whether it was going to be permanent or not. Just then Cathy came to the door and confirmed to a shocked mom what had happened to Jan and I. While Cathy was telling mom this I could see she was burning up with curiosity about my time at my new home, and at my changed appearance. Mom said we had better get to school or we would be late, but she wanted to know more about my new family and where we lived. Giving her a hug and a promise to get together very soon, we left. Cathy was over the moon at getting a lift in the red Bemmer, and played with all the knobs and gizmos until we arrived at school.
Our arrival did get some attention, both from the guys and also a group of girls, that Cathy informed me were Jan’s old circle of friends she used to hang out with. Feeling nervous about meeting them I stayed close to Cathy, luckily I was in most of her classes and knew Cathy would help me as much as she could. When the group of girls came closer they greeted me with smiles and friendly ribbing about dragging goody two shoes along. (Meaning Cathy) I told them that I had decided to change my life around and if they didn’t like it then we needn’t associate with them any more. This brought scowls and jeers about me being too good for them now. Standing my ground to show them I wasn’t afraid of their comments, I just said,
"What I do--or who I hang around with now, is my business and you know I can take care of myself, so don’t bother me or anyone I’m with okay?" The biggest of the group stepped up to me and grabbed my shoulders yelling that it wasn’t that easy to leave them and if I did, I’d be sorry. Dropping my bags on the floor I twisted in her grip, pulling the same move on her that I as Cathy had done on Jan. Throwing her to the ground and pinning her to show I had the upper hand, then releasing her. I stood up and looked at the rest with a lifted eyebrow, as if inviting anyone else to party. They went, grumbling and the girl I’d thrown gave me a frightened look that showed she was beaten. Picking up my bags I went to where Cathy was and gave her a smile, which erased the worried look on her face.
Walking into class, Cathy pointed out where I sat which strangely enough was near her (apparently Jan was always annoying her in class). Well at least that was going to be no problem in the future. As class started, I found myself settling in with only minor difficulties as this was stuff I knew already, my only problem being things like homework and the current assignments.
Luckily, the teacher didn’t seem to get on my case too much, as if she had already given up on me, (the previous me) so I just stayed in the background until I familiarized myself with the lessons. This seemed to happen with most of my classes, but I knew the time was coming when I was going to show them a different Jan.
Going to the girls toilets was proving to be easier than I’d thought, something that almost seemed natural, I mean I was wearing a skirt and my breasts were a constant reminder of my sex. I had no problems with wanting to enter the boy’s toilets by mistake. Getting used to the other girls chatting about anything and everything at lunch was another test, but staying out of it and listening helped. Cathy introduced me to her circle of friends, saying that I had had a revelation and a complete change in attitude, which they accepted with a little skepticism. But as we chatted and I asked for tips in makeup and hair, they started to warm up to me, at the end of the day they had even invited me to a slumber party they were having the next weekend.
Coming out of school I offered to give some of them a lift, at least the ones on my way home. As we got near my car, I saw Nick there with an ugly expression on his face. Oh oh I thought here comes big trouble, as we came up to my car he got off my bonnet and asked why was I driving my own car when he’d come to pick me up. I told him in no uncertain terms that anything we had had between us was over, and I didn’t want to see him again, ever. He took this without saying a thing, but I could see the anger rising in his eyes.
"No way are we over, babe," he said, "I have a rep that not even you is going to destroy."
"Oh you think so" I said, "and who was it that nearly got me killed on that bridge, if it wasn’t for you egging me on into trouble it would never had happened. Nick started towards me as if to shake some sense into me, but I warned him that if he so much as touched me, I’d scream rape so loud everyone would hear. It gave him pause, and he backed off muttering
"You haven’t heard the last of this bitch," which sent shivers though me. I mean, as a guy I wasn’t afraid of that type as they can normally be bluffed by a strong stance. But as a female I was vulnerable due to my weaker strength, and my voice at best wouldn’t seem as threatening to him as would a mans.
Getting into the car with a sigh of relief as Nick stormed off, we drove Cathy’s friends to their homes saying I would pick them up in the morning. As we came to my old house, I had an idea, which I put to Cathy. "Oh yes please," she said, "I’d love to come for dinner at your new home," so entering we put the idea to mom. She agreed, but asked was it was okay if she could pick Cathy up afterwards, so she could meet my new parents. I told her I’d ring when Cathy was ready to come home. Moments later we were again driving off, Cathy getting very excited and we started giggling like the schoolgirls we were.
Arriving home, we entered and while Cathy was getting an eyeful of the hallway and staircase, I called out to see if ‘mom’ was there. Sophie came out of the kitchen where she was giving the cook last minute directions about dinner.
"Oh there you are" she said, "and who is this you have with you?" "‘Mom’ this is Cathy who saved my life the other day," I said, rushing on saying, "could she stay for dinner?"
"Of course she can," said ‘mom’ coming closer to Cathy and giving her a hug. "So are you the one responsible for the change in Jan?" She smiled, "if so then I can never thank you enough, and you’re very welcome to come for dinner any time you want." Cathy just blushed replying she was glad to have been able to help.
"Come on Cathy" I said, "let’s go to my room," so leaving ‘mom’ to organize for an extra guest, we ascended the stairs to my room. Cathy was immediately attracted to the walk-in wardrobe where she ooh’ed and ah’ed over the clothes, saying she wished she had clothes like that. I said
"Go ahead try some on, I think we’re the same size." Needing no further encouragement she started undressing, I blushed at her openness at disrobing in front of me.
"What?" She said, looking at me and seeing my embarrassment, then giggling she said, "we’re both girl’s now, and it’s not like my body holds any secrets any more." Realising she was right, I started to giggle too, my embarrassment fading as I became conscious that her body in it’s nearly naked state was not giving me any sexual turn on at all. "Come on silly, lets have a fashion show" Cathy urged, "and I can give you tips on what goes with what." So reluctantly at first but with increasing enthusiasm, I joined in, happy to see my sister with a sparkle back in her eyes. It must have been two hours before we took a breather; clothes were strewn all over the bedroom, Cathy looked at the room and said,
"Gee we’d better clean all this up." Pushing the buzzer I summoned Julie into the room, and after introducing her, we explained what we had been doing.
"Don’t worry about the mess, just get ready for dinner, while I put these clothes away." Asking Julie if we needed to dress formal for dinner or just casual clothes Julie said,
"You know your mother likes to be dressed formal for dinner, just in case your father brings any unexpected guests."
"Come on Jan, lets get ready," Cathy said as we entered the bathroom. "I want to do your hair," sighing in defeat I gave in and let her fuss over me to her hearts content, but I took mental notes as this was something I needed to learn. She helped me do my makeup, showing me a few things I needed to know. Going back into the bedroom I found Julie had tidied everything away, Cathy whispered to me with a grin saying
"Can I borrow her for a few days?" I playfully grabbed her and tickled her saying,
"No way, I need her more than you do." Squealing with laughter she jumped onto the bed looking at me with reproach,
"Not fair," she exclaimed. Then getting a sad look on her face she said, "I’m going to look out of place in these clothes."
"Well let’s see which gown will look great on you," I replied indicating the wardrobe.
"Really!" She said, getting off the bed and fingering a lovely gold lame gown.
"What I have you have" I said, "after all I owe all of this (indicating my body) to you. I’m glad to share anything I have with you." Julie by this time was helping me pick something nice too, a lovely cream evening gown that contrasted with my hair and hugged my body in a way that left nothing to the imagination. I was beginning to enjoy being dressed this way; the soft fabrics and the silky feelings of panties and slips caressing this body were getting to be rather addictive. Finally, putting the finishing touches of jewelry, lipstick and a spritz of perfume we were ready.
Hand in hand we walked downstairs, making sure we didn’t trip on the stairs with our high heels (four-inch). Finding ourselves entering the dining room together, we saw that my parents were already seated. But at our entrance ‘dad’ got up and said we looked beautiful, which pleased Cathy and gave me mixed feelings, on the one hand it was nice being complimented, but being called beautiful was something I guess I’d have to get used to.
‘Dad’ seated both of us, and we started the meal. Cathy just loved being waited on, and wasn’t backward at trying some of the most expensive dishes. I felt pleasure watching as mom quizzed her about herself, where she lived and how we met. I could tell by her expression that she was impressed, and gave me a few looks as if to say she was more like the type of girlfriend I should have had before. After dinner we (Cathy and I) toured the house, and together found that there was a small heated pool, semi enclosed and also a games room with a pool table and a table tennis table,
"I wish," said Cathy, looking longingly around "I could stay here too."
"Hmmm," I mused, "maybe you can stay over tonight, shall we ask?"
‘Mom’ said when we asked about Cathy staying overnight, that if it was okay with Cathy’s mom it was okay with her. Ringing home Cathy told us that mom said it was okay, but she’d like to come round and meet my parents first, and did she need to bring anything for Cathy. I shook my head, knowing I had plenty of everything right here. We went and told my ‘parents’ that Cathy’s mom was coming which pleased them, as they said they would love to talk with her. Cathy suggested that we needed to freshen up our lipstick, so we went back upstairs to do that and also find some suitable sleepwear for Cathy. Looking at our bed, which was a queen size, Cathy suggested we sleep together. I felt a bit dubious at first thinking of what mom would think (my old mom) about brother and sister sleeping together. But then I thought I wasn’t exactly her brother any more. I agreed as long as she didn’t hog the blankets at which we both started giggling. Yes I know it sounds corny, but once someone starts it kinda catches you up in it, and you find that it’s infectious.
Hearing my ‘parent’s’ call to say Cathy’s mom was here, we went down to met them. Finding not just mom, but dad too. As they looked around I could see they were impressed, and the looks on their faces when they first saw us in these gowns were worth a million bucks. Dads jaw dropped, and mom was so surprised she couldn’t say anything till we came up and hugged her. As I hugged her she whispered in my ear that I looked stunning, and was I happy being here in this body?
"Yes mom, I’m starting to love it" I replied. Going through the pretence of being introduced to my dad was a laugh, as he was grinning at me all the time, and I knew he had a million questions. Going to dad, I whispered in his ear that I’d talk to him later as we hugged. Mom was looking at Cathy and saying what a beautiful daughter she had. I was close enough to hear Cathy whisper to mom,
"No, two daughters!" At which mom looked at me and smiled. I smiled back, showing her I had heard what Cathy had said. When all the introductions were over, the adults went into the sitting room to talk while Cathy and I went back upstairs for more "GIRL" lessons. After having spent an hour playing with makeup and hair, a quiet knock on the door made us look up to find everybody had come to my bedroom to see what we were up to. Leaving Cathy’s parents alone with us "my" mom and dad went downstairs again.
Quickly taking advantage of being alone with mom and dad, we explained as best we could all the things that had happened to me since I had gained Jan’s body.
"So there’s no hope of you getting another male body?" my dad asked.
"No" I replied, "I seem to be unable to shift from this one, since there is no other mind in here, but mine."
"Are you happy son---err umm?"
"Jan dad, call me Jan" I said, seeing his confusion.
"Okay, Jan are you happy, I mean being a girl and all?"
"I think I’m coping pretty well" I said, "it’s a healthy young body and we can still see each other any time. Being a girl will take getting used to, but I think I can deal with it," I continued.
"Well we should be moving," said dad taking mom’s hand, "we’ll talk some more when it’s more convenient." Saying goodbye seemed strange, but I did kiss both of them as they left. Saying goodnight to "my" parents, we went upstairs to get undressed and put our nighties on. Cathy for the first time got a good look at my naked body and sighed.
"It’s a really lovely body you have, you know." Looking down I could only agree, as my skin was unblemished apart from the few scrapes from the bridge.
"How will I deal with my sexual life now?" I asked "I mean, will I be attracted to boys, remembering how you felt, when I was in your mind-----oops!"
To be continued………
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