New Body Gallery 2                 by: Paul G Jutras

 

With Paul’s father gone back to work out of state, Paul could continue to be himself once more. After nice night of feeling his pantyhose hugging his hips, legs and feet, he went into the bathroom and got ready for work.

"I really need to look into some laser electrolysis." Paul thought as he ran his hand along his chin and pumped his electric razor cream onto his face in spots. Spreading it over in a smooth cream, he ran his razor over his face while the tub filled with water. "Much better."

He climbed out of his pajamas and got into the tub. He loved the feeling of wet hose on his skin as he stretched out in the tub and ran his feet along the side of the rub. He soaked and relax for awhile, watching his toes peak out of the surface of the water and how they looked beneath.

Noticing the time, he reluctantly pealed the wet hose off his body and put it on the mat outside the tub. He then took the bar of soap and cleaned himself all over. He loved how silky smooth the hair removal lotion had made him.

Getting dress in his work uniform, he went off to the supermarket and spend a reluctant eight hours ringing and bagging food while watching hairless lovely girls that he wished he could look like. When his shift was over, his feet ached, but he still decided to job for some exercise. He knew when he got on hormones, how important keeping fit would be.

Gluing on some breasts forms at home, Paul puts on a black sports bra with white shorts, socks and sneakers. Jogging up to the mall, he thought he’d go to the food court and get himself a drink before returning home.

"Grand weekend opening." Paul said as he read a banner across the entrance to a new store. He walked inside to see posters of lovely actresses and models. He also saw the most realistic feeling body suits on racks.

"Interested in a suit to look more like a real girl." The manager said as he walked up with a clip board and pen in hand. "If you just fill this out, we’ll get your transformation started."

"What does P or T mean?" Paul asked.

"It means you can either get a suit that’ll be a permanent or temporary." The salesman said. "You can either be forever female or just sometimes."

"Permanent." Paul said as it was marked up.

"If you want to experience life from another ethnic culture you can. "You can be black, Japanese, Chinese, and so on."

"Thanks." Paul said as he looked the forms over. "I’ll still with my current culture if that’s okay."

"No problem." The man said. "Just see the nurse in the back to make sure you’re in good health and your suit should be ready when you’re done."

Paul was a bit chilly sitting naked; but after some DNA and blood checks, the nurse gave Paul a clean bill of health. A worker from the back brought out a suit that would of been what Paul would of looked like if born female. Paula was glad to step into it. As his male legs took on a slimmer female form, it was notice the toes were already purple as requested on the written form as was the fingers. When the face was on, he notice his non- damage make up face starring back.

"You look lovely." Then nurse said as Paula felt like she was living a transsexual version of the Japanese movie/ TV special GUYVER. With the suit sealed on, Paula ran her hands over her form and felt the weight of breasts and finger his female slit. "Best get dress before the warmth of wearing the suit changed to normal body temp."

As Paula left the store she met a young man who was doing his exercise by jogging about from one end of the mall to the other. With a wanting smile to get his attention, he joined her in jogging back to Paula’s place.

"You place is quite lovely." Rick said as he scooped her up and Paula directed him to the bed room. Wearing such a perfect looking body suit, Paula felt like a living love doll and just laid completely motionless while letting Rick have his way with her. Paula never knew how wonderful the feelings of a female body could be as he played with Paula’s new breasts and shot his male load into Paula’s new sex. The warm feeling of being filled spread throughout her entire form.

When Paula woke the next morning, she and Rick was still in one another arms. She knew she should of felt cold by now, but his body heat kept her warm. Seeing it was almost time for Church, she slipped into a pair of thinner summer time hose and a yellow floral print dress and three inch heels. He got dressed in an old suit Paul had left in the back of the closet when he decided to start his transformation to a woman.

The two made a lovely couple at Church and got a lot of looks and whispers of how perfect they were together. They began dating regularly and in about a month and a half, they got married. Rick looked handsome at the alter in his black tux and Paula lovely in her white wedding dress with the semi- transparent back and bust line, soft brown hose and white open toe heels. Not Paula’s parents or anyone objected as they went running up the isle to a sports car with tin cans handing off the rear bumper.

Rick helped Paula into the low seated car and they were off to his hunting lodge as their honeymoon cabin. The most Paula wore the whole honeymoon was as apron while cooking and doing dishes.

 

THE END

 

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