Liking Privacy Over Cooperative Living

by

Paul G. Jutras

 

"Nothing like a relaxing bath," Chris said as he laid in the bubble filled tub and ran a cloth on his smooth body.

"Excuse me," Roger said as he walked into the bathroom and began to comb his hair. "I got a date with Barbara and she's using the other bathroom to get ready."

"Do you mind!" Chris screamed as he grabbed a towel and covered herself up in the tub. "I'm in the tub."

"You wanted to room with Joan, Barbara and me in the house after high school. Even though you're a cross dresser and she's bi-sexual, sometimes privacy is not an option. It's not like I enjoy fighting through a jungle of wet, hanging nylons to find my face in a mirror."

"Sometimes I wish I could find a place where I can just be alone." Chris said as Roger left and he got out of the tub. He quickly slipped into a tee shirt and jeans and went down stairs. "Hey, Joan."

"What's up?" Joan asked as she gave Chris as kiss. "What's the matter?"

"I love that we were able to get this deal on a house so close to college but I just sometimes wish I could find a place in this house to be alone sometimes."

"We'll be alone as soon as they leave." Joan said as she snuggled up to him.

"I mean some alone, alone time." Chris said with a giggle. "Sometimes I just want to be by myself to quietly reflect on the direction my life is going."

"Guess you would, being an art major and all." Joan replied.

"Would you rather I'd be a chemistry major like you?" Chris asked Joan as Roger and Barbara passed by behind them to hit the clubs.

"I wouldn't have you any other way." Joan said with a smile that made Chris think she was secretly up to something. "You're my best boyfriend and girlfriend rolled up in one."

 

While their room mates were at the club, Joan and Chris had changed for bed in their room. Chris was in a pair of sweats and nude pantyhose while Joan had on a skimpy night gown and thong panties. "Finally alone," Joan said as she pushed Chris' pant leg up and ran her hand up and down his nylon covered leg."

"Yeah, I guess," Chris sighed. "I don't know how you can be interesting in someone who dresses up like me when someone like Roger is here."

"You had your chance to be straight with other girls in high school." Joan said as she looked in her dresser. "I have something I want you to try."

"I'd better do it in the bathroom so not to mess up the bedroom rug." Chris said as Joan handed him a fake shaven vagina, a pair of the most realistic breasts forms Chris had seen and a formula to attack them. He left without noticing the smile on Joan's face.

Chris began to put the cream on and attacked it breasts form first. He was amazed at how seamless and real his new breasts had become. He then proceeded with the vagina and noticed that he not only looked like a real girl, but he was feeling turned on by his own appearance.

Joan walked into the bathroom a few minute later to Chris enjoying how his breast filled out a C cup bra and his new shaven pussy looked through the pantyhose mesh without panties to hide it.

"I'm glad you're enjoying your new self dear." Joan said with a giggle. "I was beside myself over the fact that; except for you, I preferred to only be with women. That was when I decided to come up with my formula."

"What formula?" Chris asked as he found himself walking almost on his tip toes toward Joan. "Why can't I seem to walk flat footed anymore?"

"Oh, a formula that would re-write your D.N.A. and make you into a real woman," said Joan as he lead Christine toward the bed room. "As for you feet, I thought I'd give you a little bonus. I know you love heels despite how they hurt your feet. So I altered your feet so you'd find heels more comfortable that being in flats or barefooted. Don't worry about your feet being sore when you don't have heel on. You know I'll always be around to rub them if they bother you too much."

"I know I always like to dress up as a girl, but do you think I'll enjoy being the real thing?" Joan asked. "How with Roger and Barbara will take it?"

"If they don't like it they can always move out and we can have the privacy you've been wanting."

"You know honey," Christine smiled. "I like the way you think."

"And you'll love how it feels to be made love to as a woman." Joan smile as she pulled Christine on top of her. "I may even introduce you to the wonders of a dido and butt plug some day."

"Since you mentioned wanting kids but not wanting to get pregnant," Christine purred in Joan's ear, "maybe you'll let me find a man who would be willing to get me pregnant and allow us the responsibility of raising the kid."

"What I've seen from the guys I use to date, that won't be hard to do." Joan giggled as Christine laid butterfly kisses on her neck while making her way down Joan's breasts to her vagina. "I can even fix the kids D.N.A. while your pregnant to make sure it's a girl."

"Of course, my love," agreed Christine. "Who would want a boy over a girl if given a choice."

"Take me and make love to me darling." Joan screamed passionately.

 

THE END

  

  

  

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