Pick Me Up

by Jennifer White

 

I couldn't believe it. I was going to score with this babe. She was tall, blonde, and really built. Her long hair fell seductively over the side of her face, which was smiling at me, her eyes twinkling in the dim light. Her hand was on my leg, just inches from my crotch, and it was moving closer and closer to the center of me. Wow!

 

The night had started out like any other; I went to the bar to watch the game, and have a few beers to blow off some steam after work. While I was on my third beer, the hot blonde sat down next to me. She said that her name was Brianna, and she actually let me buy her a drink! Most hot babes like that were more aloof, but she must have seen something in me, because right away we hit it off, and we were talking like old friends.

Now we were on our third round together, and she seemed to be itching to go home with me. She leaned over, blew her hot breath gently into my ear, and told me just that.

"I want you. Now" she said in a hushed tone.

"Check please!!!" I called out to the bar tender.

He smiled and me and winked. He knew it too: I had scored a topflight babe, and we were about to sleep together. This was one of those nights that fantasies were made of. I followed her out the door, watching her cute little rear end sway in the tight skirt she wore. She looked back over her shoulder at me, and smiled. She wanted me in the worst way. I was *so* excited!

She insisted on driving, and took me to her place. We went inside her apartment, which was decorated with all the usual chick stuff. She lit some candles, and then sat down on the couch. She crossed her legs in that sexy way that only the hottest babes can do, and she patted the spot next to her, for me to sit down.

Needless to say, within moments I was ready to kiss her. Now I knew that chicks loved a lot of foreplay, and you had to do all that stuff to get them going. But not Brianna! In moments, she was taking off my clothes, and I was removing hers.

She pulled me towards the bedroom, where she had this king sized bed, with purple satin sheets all ready for us. She laid down and spread her legs wide for me. I climbed into the bed, and inched towards her, ready to put myself into that wonderful warm wet spot between her legs that I had been thinking of all night.

 

Then something happened I wasn't expecting. I was looking down at her, to guide myself into her slit. She had her hand down there, on the lips of her labia, spreading them apart. Just before I was ready to put myself inside her, she seemed to pull her pussy right off of her, and held it up in her hands.

Now she took it, and pressed it onto the fully aroused pole between *my* legs. I looked down in horror when I saw that between her legs, she actually had a dick! It was small, but moment by moment, it was getting larger. Oh no! Brianna was a man! She looked so much like a chick, how could that be true? She wasn't like those tranny's I had seen on TV; she looked *so* hot, she *had* to be a real woman! I was so confused! How could this be real?

 

I looked down at myself, where she had just stuck the pussy that had been between her legs. It was attached to the end of my manhood, but something was wrong. You know that wonderful feeling when you first penetrate a chick, and you feel yourself sliding inside her? It's like every nerve gets hit, and you feel her all around you, enveloping you as you get inside.

Well, right now, I was feeling that exact same sensation. But instead of me penetrating into a pussy, it was like the pussy she had put onto me, was pulling *onto* me. It seemed as if my dick was getting shorter or something, and the pussy at the end was getting closer and closer to my crotch.

I felt a total panic as I looked at what was happening to me, but I was frozen, and unable to move or even speak. The pussy was like 'eating' my manhood, and now it was almost gone. Between my legs, it now looked like *I* had a pussy.

Brianna's newly revealed manhood was full sized by now, and it started to stand up as it got aroused. She reached up, and pulled me towards her. I felt the very tip of it hit a spot at the top of the slit I now had between my legs, and it sent a creamy feeling all throughout me, like I was melting. I was overwhelmed by this feeling, and I could only gasp with my mouth hanging open, as she pulled me closer and closer to her, and the manhood between her legs started to fill the gap between mine.

How could she be inside me like that? And how could it feel so good? I looked down at her with wide eyes, and I noticed something. She had hair on her chest. I hadn't noticed that when we first stripped. How could she have a mat of hair on her chest?

And what about her boobs? They had seemed enormous when we were flirting at the bar, or when I had looked at her before. But now, they were only small mounds, like a young girl in highschool. It was then that I noticed *them*.

There, on my chest, *I* had boobs now.

 

No! I couldn't have boobs! Not me!

 

But there they were. They seemed *so* large, so full, so shapely. On a women's chest, they would have really turned me on. But they were on *my* chest now! I shivered as a dread chill went up and down my spine. And as my body quaked, they *jiggled*.

I suddenly felt so weak. My manhood had been taken away. I had a pussy now. I had boobs. Technically, I was a woman already. I looked down at Brianna, who certainly wasn't anymore! Her face looked like a man's face now, and her boobs were completely gone. She had a hairy chest, and her arms looked so big and powerful now, her shoulders so broad and muscular.

Meanwhile, I felt even weaker. My arms seemed like toothpicks now, compared to what I normally had. And the hair that usually covered them was gone too! My fingers were so thin and they had long nails at the end of them! And my wrists! They were tiny and thin. I felt dizzy, as I looked down at Brianna's face, which was now all male. Even her long hair was gone.

The back of my neck tickled, and I reached there almost unconsciously. And that was when I felt it: hair. Long, luscious hair, falling down from my head, to almost the shoulder blades on my back! I reached up to my head, and touched it, following my long tresses down.

 

At that moment, Brianna grabbed me, and pulled me hard towards her. The large boobs on my chest made contact with her hard, hairy chest. My fully erect nipples shot a sensation through me, that seemed to be directed right between my legs.

Brianna wrapped her powerful arms around me, and in a quick move like a wrestler, she spun us around, so that *I* was on the bottom, and *she* was on the top. She held down my weak arms with hers, and began rocking back and forth, pumping into me.

I wanted it to stop. I wanted to be *me* again. I didn't want to be a woman! I didn't want to be making love with a man! I didn't want it to feel as good as it did either. It was *terrible* feeling the awesome sensation of my first female orgasm. The fact that a man had just made me come just rocked my mind and my world. No! I didn't want any of this! But I was powerless to stop it.

"Oh, that feels so good!" said Brianna, now with a deep booming voice. "Oh, I've longed to feel this again! It has been so long. And you're so beautiful Brianna. Oh god!"

With that, I felt three things at once. First, I felt the shock inside me of the biggest female orgasm yet, making my eyes roll back in my head, and making me let out an uncontrollable moan. Second, I felt a warm splash from him up inside me, as he came. And third, he had called me 'Brianna'.

It was funny; up until that moment, I was still thinking of the person on top of me as 'Brianna', and as 'her'. But at that moment, it had all changed. It was 'he' now, a man. And he had called *me* Brianna. I was *her* now. *I* was a woman.

 

He pulled out from me, and rolled over. I gasped, and felt almost a tickle, as my pink parts were all sensitive now, after having been aroused so much.

"I suppose you'd like to know what just happened to you" he said.

All I could do was to nod weakly. I couldn't even talk yet.

"One year ago today" he started, "I was seduced by a woman at a bar. She took me to her place, and we were about to make love. Suddenly, she did something to me, and she turned me into a woman. The same thing I just did to *you*. You see, *I* had to live as Brianna for a year. But now I'm free! I'm me again! I'm a man!"

"A year?" I whispered, hearing myself speak in a soft feminine voice for the first time, sending more chills through me. To move your mouth, say a word, and hear a woman speak it is quite a shock, let me tell you!

"Yes" he replied. "One year. The woman who had seduced me, turned me into a woman, and she became her former self. Now I'll tell you what she told me. Listen carefully, because your whole future depends on this. If you want to get back to your former self, do exactly what I say."

I was all ears!

"You are a woman now. Your name is Brianna. As you know, you are extremely sexy, and you'll be able to seduce virtually any man. However Brianna, you have a curse upon you: you need to have sex with a man every 24 hours, or else you will become pregnant."

"Pregnant?" I said, hardly believing that it was possible for *me* to be able to get pregnant!

"Yes" he continued. "And that would be bad. If you get pregnant Brianna, then you will *never* go back. You will live out the rest of your life as a woman. You will be a woman *forever*."

I wanted *so* much to get back to my former self. I was trapped in this sexy female body. But I could get back, as disgusting as it was to think of what I was going to have to do.

"There are a few more things" he said. "For one, the man you sleep with every day has to be different. If you use the same man twice, it won't work, and you'll be trapped as Brianna for the rest of your life. Do you understand?"

"I'll remember" I said.

"Secondly, mark today's date in your mind. Exactly one year from today, *if* you have bedded with one different man every day, on this day only, you can do what I did, and restore yourself. Don't worry, you will know what to do. But it will only happen exactly one year from now."

 

He put his hand on my soft cheek, and I felt *so* weak all over again. I looked down at my naked body, at my large boobs, the curve of my hips, my long smooth legs, the neatly shaved rectangle of hair just above my pussy, my pierced belly-button....all of it.

It felt so wrong to be a woman. It was terrible to be trapped in a female body! I wanted more than *anything* to get back to being myself again. The thought of making love with a man turned my stomach. I thought of myself as a man, even though I was Brianna now, so the very idea of being with a man was revolting. But I was going to have to do it, if I was to be who I really was again.

"When we started to make love" said the man, "it was 10:03. Don't ever forget that time. Tomorrow, before 10:03pm, you need to have sex with a man. Or else you're stuck like that."

"How did you do it?" I asked.

"Oh, the first few times were the hardest, but then I got used to it. I moved in with another chick for a while, and we had a lesbian fling. But that got old, so I'm here alone now. It was too hard to bring a man home when I was with another girl. Girls get jealous, if you don't know by now!"

"Why not go to his place?" I asked. The idea of having a girl on the side sounded appealing, and maybe that would make my life more tolerable.

"Too often it was a married man, so it was too much trouble. Once, we took so long to check at the motel, that I almost missed my time! Don't ever cut it close. Find a guy, take him back, and get it done with! You don't want to mess up and be stuck in that body."

"No way!" I said. "But why was having a girlfriend too much trouble?"

"Well, it's funny, but somehow, when I was with her, I felt even *more* like a woman than I did when I was with a guy. It's hard to explain. Like we'd do each other's nails, and I'd feel so feminine at that moment. I *hated* it. But you've got to keep yourself looking hot. You've got to be able to walk into any bar, and come out of there with a guy. You cannot fail. So no desserts, keep yourself in tight skirts, keep your hair long, and learn how to put on makeup. You need every little trick in the book."

"I feel tired" I said.

"That's normal. Go to sleep Brianna. When you wake up, you'll feel better. I'm sorry I had to do this to you, but I hope you can understand that I *needed* to become myself again."

I nodded at him, and moments afterwards, nodded off to sleep.

 

* * *

 

I woke up on the softest sheets I had ever slept on, my head cradled by feather pillows, my body under a down comforter. I smiled. Everything felt so soft and so good.

 

And then I remembered. I was Brianna.

 

I reached down between my legs, but before I could even get there, I knew I was still her. The inside of my arm rubbed against something large on my chest, which didn't belong there. My boobs. Still, I touched myself between my legs, just to be sure. No, it wasn't all a dream. I was in a woman's body now.

 

I got up, and showered. I felt *so* upset, I cried all the time. I looked through my clothes, but there wasn't anything except frilly things, sexy things, tight skirts, hot lingerie, and ultrafeminine things. I felt really upset and sad inside, as I put on a bra for the first time. After putting on panties to hide that scary *thing* between my legs, I dug around for an outfit. I ended up putting on a black skirt, and a tank top. I looked in the mirror, and I looked hot. That made me feel *terrible* inside. The last thing I wanted to look like was a hot babe!

It was three in the afternoon already, because I had slept so much. I guess undergoing such a huge change must have really drained my body. I started to play with my hair, and my makeup, so I'd look good enough to go out tonight and do what I had to do.

I practiced walking in high heel shoes, carrying a purse, sitting like the guy had done when *he* was Brianna. I sat, and crossed my legs in that way I knew would drive men crazy. It was almost 5:00, and I was famished. I went to the kitchen, and ate a quick meal, before going back to the vanity to redo my makeup, now that I had some practice.

 

I walked down the street, and into the local bar.

"Hey Brianna!" said the cutie waitress, as I walked in. As I guy, I had always flirted with her, but she had blown me off. As Brianna, she was friendly right away. She looked at me and licked her lips. At that moment, I realized that she was a lesbian.

"Hi Marina" I said. "How are you today?"

"Very good now that you're here. I've missed you, since I moved out."

"That's so sweet of you to say" I replied.

Wow, Marina had been Brianna's girlfriend!

"Listen, I get off of work in ten minutes. What do you say that I come up to your place, and we have a quickie, for old times sake?"

"Wow!" I said. "That would be awesome!"

"Cool!" replied Marina, smiling. Wait for me, I'll be right over.

 

I had been trying for *years* to get into this girl's pants, and now she wanted me! I was so excited, that I felt something inside. I think I was getting wet. I couldn't believe it when she walked over, took my hand, and walked with me back to the apartment where I now lived.

Once inside, we started kissing. I lived out my deepest fantasies, touching her all over, kissing her, feeling up her perfect breasts, smelling her scent, feeling the warmth from her body. And she was touching me all over. She *really* knew how to excite a woman, and I felt more revved up than I thought humanly possible.

By the time we got to the bedroom, we were down to just our bras and panties. She carefully took off my bra, and put her head down into my bosom. She started to suck on my nipple, and I couldn't believe how good that felt! She used her hands to toy with my other nipple, and my head fell back in pleasure.

After some time, I took off her bra, and returned the favor. It felt so awesome to have my mouth around *her* large nipple, seeing nothing but her huge boobs, right in my face. I went from nipple to nipple with my mouth, using my hand on her other nipple, as she had done to me.

"Harder!" she said. "Twist it with your hand!"

I did that, and she sighed. I felt her hands move down my soft body, until they reached the thin elastic waistband of my panties. She pulled them off gently, put her hands on my butt, and pulled me in closer to her. Then she reached down and removed her own. We were now naked.

She put her hand on my chin, pulling my face up to hers, so we could kiss. We kissed and kissed, as our hands touched each other's naked body. Now she did something I wasn't expecting: She reached down between my legs, and she put her finger into me as we kissed.

Wow! Just one touch in the right spot, and she made me come! Now she got down on her knees. She used her first two fingers, and spread the lips of my labia wide apart. Then she stuck out her tongue, and oh so gently, she put it in at the top, where she was spreading me.

Within moments, she had found my clit, and she worked it with her tongue, using just the right pressure. She reached behind me with her other hand, and touched me lightly on the butt. Then she did something else unexpected: she used her finger to lightly tap me in the rear, on top of the other hole back there.

Nobody ever did anything like that to me before. I came and I came, as I moaned loudly and uncontrollably. I felt weak in the knees, and I had to take a step back, so I could sit on the bed. Marina smiled, spread my legs wide apart, and continued to go at me with her tongue. I was in total bliss as she worked me, until almost all of a sudden, I felt ultra-sensitive down there, and had to push her away.

I laughed out loud. It felt *so* good!!!!

 

"Now it's your turn" I said. I was going to do to her, all of the things she had just done to me! I was careful and gentle, using the same techniques she had. I tried my best to emulate her motion, her pressure and her intensity. When I wasn't doing it the way she wanted, she would gently guide me, which was great, because of the look on *her* face as she came and came.

When she had enough of my tongue, she too pushed me away. I thought we were done now, but I was wrong. Marina knew my house better than I did at this point. She went over to the dresser, and returned with a purple thing in her hand. It looked kind of like a man's anatomy, and I suddenly realized it was some sort of dildo!

"Where are you going?" I asked as she turned towards the door.

"To the bathroom silly. I have to fill it with hot water, so it doesn't feel all cold on you. What, don't you remember?"

"Of course I do" I lied. "I just wanted to hold you for a while!"

"Soon my love" she said.

 

I heard running water for a moment, then she returned. She handed me the purple dildo, laid on her back, and spread her legs wide open. I knew what to do. I worked it into her, and went at her nipples with my mouth, as I worked it in and out, in and out. She was screaming with delight as I brought her yet again.

And now it was my turn! After seeing the look on her face, I just had to feel that myself, even if it meant putting something like that *thing* into me. Marina smiled, as she used her hands to part my legs wider and wider. I was so flexible in this new body, I felt like I could do the splits if I had to. I couldn't believe that my legs could be moved that wide apart!

Marina played with me, and teased me with the dildo. She moved it around the outside of me, but wouldn't put it into me. She kissed my nipples, but wouldn't suck them yet. After a while, I couldn't stand it.

"Now!" I said loudly. "I can't take it anymore! I need to feel it inside me!"

Marina laughed.

"You always forget to tease me Brianna. This is just a reminder, for next time."

Now she put it into me, and I saw stars. A creamy sensation went all over me, as I melted into bliss. She worked it an and out of me, knowing just what to do. I was astonished as I hit yet another peak, before falling into a feeling of utter warmth, peace, love and bliss.

Marina moved herself on top of me, and kissed me on the lips. Then on the cheek. Then on the neck. My head turned to the side as she kissed me again and again. My eyes caught sight of the clock radio on the nightstand. As Marina shoved the dildo deeper into me than it had yet been, I saw the most horrible sight in my life. The display read 10:05.

 

No! I was filled with utter horror and panic at that moment. I had been with Marina for so long, that I had completely lost track of time! Now it had been more than 24 hours since I had made love to a man. That meant that I was now stuck as Brianna, for the rest of my life!

My eyes started to water, and then the tears came gushing out. With all the female hormones in me, my emotions were so much stronger than I could imagine, and I just could not control myself.

"Brianna, what's wrong?" said Marina.

"I don't know" I said. "I'm just crying. I love you so much Marina!"

"I love you too Brianna. Please, say you'll be mind forever. Please say you'll be my girl."

"I'll be your girl" I said. weakly. I *was* a girl now, and if I had to be trapped like this for the rest of my life, then at least I wanted to be with Marina. "I'll stay with you forever."

"She kissed me and hugged me even harder."

"And you promise me that you'll never leave me for a man again?"

"I'm done with men, now that I have what I want" I replied.

"And what's that?"

"I have you" I said. "And, I'm pregnant."

"Oh Brianna! You're going to have a baby! That is so wonderful!" she said. "Oh my, you've made all my dreams come true tonight. You're my girlfriend again, forever, and we're going to be mommies! We're going to have a baby!"

I didn't realize what the prospect of a baby would do to Marina. She seemed overwhelmed by the idea that she'd get to raise a baby with me. I guess that even though she was attracted only to women, she still had a strong maternal instinct within her.

 

We fell asleep in each other's arms, and I was a queasy mixture of emotional mass inside. All these new feminine feelings were difficult to understand and grasp. The sheer terror of being female forever was wearing off now, and it was more like a state of shock and disbelief inside. But it was more than overcome by the feeling of warmth and love from Marina, now that she and I were committed to each other.

Being pregnant was the most scary thing though. I knew nothing about babies, and raising them. I knew very little about what a woman goes through in pregnancy. I needed to get out onto the internet right away, and find out all of the details, so I'd know what to expect.

It was so strange; I had my dream come true in a way. I had always wanted to hook up with Marina, and have us be a couple. I had dreamed of making her my wife, and starting a family. Now we were doing that, but in a totally different way than I would have ever imagined! I was a woman now. I was Brianna. Forever.

 

* * *

 

As I write these last words, to wrap up my story, I've just put little Emily into her crib for the night. She is growing up so fast! She's almost ready for solid food now. Her mothers both love her, and she is the light of our lives. Marina is manager of the bar now, so her hours are flexible. I work part time now, just for extra money. We've already started saving for Emily, so she can go to college.

Marina and I are totally in love with each other, and the day we stood there, in our white dresses, taking our vows together, was just the best day of my life, other than when I gave birth, and saw Emily's face for the first time. To see your baby, after carrying her inside of you for nine months is just the most emotional experience in the world. When I saw her, and how she had my eyes, I just melted. I felt total love for her, and at that moment, I realized I would do anything for my baby.

As I sat in the chair, breast feeding her for the first time, I felt a sense of inner peace. All was right with the world. I had a loving wife in Marina. I had a perfect baby, in Emily. I was the happiest woman in the world. And I could not imagine life any other way.

  

  

  

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