Three Cheers For Ellen

by: Ellen

 

Chapter 2: SEMESTERS END "PREPARING FOR CHANGE"

Brook took the measuring tape and wrapped it around Steve’s waist. She was going to fit him with a corset.

"I don’t understand why do I need a corset?" he asked.

Brook sighed, "The garment will help shape your waist. Those pills your taking are redistributing your fat to the parts of your body such as your hips and butt. This will help train your body into retaining the hour glass figure."

Steve began to rub his nipples. They were increasingly becoming much more sensitive. Not to mention a subtle change in size in the chest. More noticeable was that his body hair was lighter and not growing back as fast. His head of hair was not be touched by scissors. He was only allowed to wash his hair with Silkens Salon Shampoo and Conditioner.

After Brook had taken the measurements. Jennifer had gone on line and placed the order for the corset and had it put on rush delivery.

Ellen walked in the room and didn’t like what she saw. "Aren’t you supposed to be doing your stretching exercises Stephanie?"

Steve sat on the floor he was dressed in peach spandex exercise shorts and a matching sports bra. Brook who was dressed the same sat on the floor across from him and the two pressed up against each others feet and grabbed a hold of each others hands and began with one laying back and the other pulling up. Brook and Steve went back and forth.

The girls worked out on a daily basis getting his body in shape so he can perform the gymnastic routines and dance moves that the cheerleading squad was required to do. Right now the biggest challenge ahead would be for him to perfectly perform any type of move that required him to do a leg split.

Steve grew accustomed to the hard work and of course the soar body. Around his dorm he wore baggy clothes to conceal his physical changes. Everytime his roommate or friends had a pizza he held back tears. How he yearned to eat junk. He missed sitting around with the guys and "shooting the shit" so to speak. When he wasn’t studying he was with Ellen, Jennifer, and Brook at the sorority house. His training was also based on observation. Learning to gesture and move in a girlish manner, made him much more comfortable when it came time to be dressed from head to toe as a girl.

 

Andrea and Susan came by to see how much progress the girls have had on there friend. Since they were graduating soon the two had an idea for Steve that would even the score so to speak on a relationship gone bad. Ellen was in her room by herself. Brook and Jennifer were out and Steve was back at his dorm. Andrea shuffled over to Ellens bed and sat down by her friend who had been doing some homework at a desk. She placed a bag on the desktop.

"Ellen I wanted to give you these tapes we made of Steve and to ask a favor." Andrea asked

"What do you need?"

"Well I was hoping to take the new girl out next Friday."

Ellen grimaced, "I don’t know If I feel comfortable with him going in public, it could get us in trouble if he is found out."

Andrea smiled, "Don’t worry I’m not going bar hopping or anything like that, it’s just sort of a gathering. You can trust me."

Ellen looked at her friend twirling a lock of her brown hair around her finger. Something did not seem right, but after all it was Andrea who made this all happen to begin with and Andrea had fixed things for next fall semester so that she would be cheerleader captain.

"I guess it would be okay. After all we don’t need his approval." Ellen laughed.

The athletic training room was open to cheerleaders since they were apart of the program. The school even offered scholarships to it’s cheerleaders and the dance team. Thursday afternoon Steve and Ellen had the weight room to themselves. She had him work on developing his arm and thigh strength. After an hour of various workouts on different weight machines, Ellen handed Steve a towel and they headed for there water and a bench to rest.

As Steve bent over to reach into his gym bag, Ellen could not help notice how well shaped his rear end had become. If she had to judge, his butt was almost as well rounded and tight as her own.

Steve sat down and looked depressed. Ellen knew that he had a lot on his mind especially with all these changes his body was going through. "Is there something bothering you?" She asked.

He hesitated for a second. He took a breath and looked at Ellen. Her soft round face and those eyes, as blue as the sky. "I have been thinking about this summer and how I am going to explain what is happening to me to my mother."

Although Steve was wearing an oversized shirt over his bicycle shorts she had seen him in tight work out clothes back in the sorority. There was no denying after being on those hormones that things were changing.

Ellen offered this theory. "I think you’ll do just fine. Perhaps she’ll never even question a thing. Parents have a way of denying anything that is a flaw. They see changes in you but will be afraid to deal with them. So they’ll just pass it off as you being in good shape."

"Maybe your right, After all I will be coming back here in Early August for camp. I just have to fill in two months."

Ellen snickered, "Whatever you do don’t allow yourself to go backwards, strict diet and workouts, You’ll have My number and of course the other girls. If anything comes up and you need to talk just call."

Steve gave Ellen a hug. He took a sniff of her scented blonde hair and a moment of arousal began to stir. The thought of his strong attraction to women only sank him into a deeper depression as he realized that his compulsion for cross-dressing has led him into a trap of feminization. This problem could not be shared with Ellen.

"By the way, Andrea wants you to come by the sorority tomorrow night. I think she wants to take you out for one last time before graduation. I think she intends on having you dress up so be sure your shaved."

"Andrea wants to take me out?" He asked.

"Yeah, after all she has made it possible for me to be Captain next season and has even helped secure a scholarship for you as well. I think it will be innocent enough."

Steve was aroused over the idea of a night out dressed up. He had not been completely transformed since the gymnastics pep rally. His body changes would prove an asset in making him much more passable. This thought had excited him. However, at the same time, it terrified him.

Friday evening had arrived and Steve made his way to the House. He had taken his last Final Exam earlier. Most likely he aced it. The general education courses were a necessity and at the completion of this sophomore year he was ready for a night out. Even better a night out as Stephanie. A smile broke out just as he entered the front door into the sorority. He knocked on Andrea’s door which was open. She was pleased to see him. Dressed in a white terry cloth robe she closed the door and locked the door knob. Steve began to disrobe out of his sweat pants and t-shirt.

"I really appreciate your going out with me. I’m just going to address you as Stephanie tonight."

Steve sat on a chair in front of a makeshift vanity table on top of a desk. Andrea had a make-up box out with quite an assortment of products to produce a well made up face. Steve looked over to her bed which had some clothes layed out. He glanced over them and could see they were meant for him. Excitement began to stir again. Andrea came up to Steve and took his hand and helped him stand. He modestly covered his male member which was somewhat erect. Since being on the regiment of pills this was about as much as he was able to get it up.

Andrea was stunned at the curves that had begun to take shape. She could see the difference since the shower and the pep-rally. She had not spent as much time with his training as Ellen and the others. After all it wasn’t her idea in the first place.

Andrea had picked up a pair of black nylon briefs and handed them to Steve to put on. He stepped into them and drew the panties up his legs and pulled them into place. They were tight and with extra support panels in the front to bring in his little tummy. He reached inside and resituated his manhood in between his legs. Andrea then helped him place a waist nipper around his waist. The garment was black and made out of a tighter less giving material. It still stretched but with some boning sewn into several places and the fact that it was six inches smaller than his waist, the garment accentuated his already girlish figure. The waist nipper had six garter straps dangling along the front and sides of his legs. The garters had metallic pieces and a black piece to lock in the straps on the tops of the stockings which were the next items being given to him.

His legs being clean shaven and the cream moisturizers that he has been applying for the last several months, were made to look even that much more sensual with the black stockings. This was the first time in his life he had ever attached garters to stockings. His hands fumbled around with the first couple of straps but as he did the ones in the front the easier it became. Andrea took a pair of black patent leather high heel shoes out of a box. The heels were only about two inches. She had him step into the shoes and stand up. As Steve stood up and felt the garter straps tighten, the stockings being held in place, and the way the heels made his legs feel different. A dizzy feeling overpowered him. Before he could gain his composure Andrea was helping his arms into a brassiere. A black nylon bra with front hook closures, Andrea clasped them herself.

"Don’t worry Stephanie I’ve got some very nice breast prosthetics to fill out the cups. I just want to finish your make-up and hair first."

Upon hearing that with the overload of his senses Steve began to sway back. Andrea took hold of his arm and helped him sit on the vanity chair. "Poor dear, your about to faint. Let me get you some water." She went into a small refrigerator and took out a bottled water.

"Thanks Andrea." He took the water from her and opened up the cap to have a light sip.

As He settled down Andrea began brushing out his hair which was just about below his neck. Not quite long enough to style into anything girlish. So she began to pin his hair back and prepare his head for a wig. Once his hair was out of the way of his forehead and face, she began the painstaking task of feminizing his face. She used a liquid foundation from the forehead down to his neck. The cover up worked wonders on what was left of facial stubble. Something that has slowly been changing as well was his not needing to shave as often. Now to finish off the foundation Andrea began to brush on the powder that would seal the make-up. Pleased with the way things were turning out she next went to work on his eyes. She grabbed a pair of tweezers and plucked a few stray hairs.

Steve flinched at every pull. As he watched her work her magic on his face he felt hypnotized by the transformation .

Next came the eye shadow, she brushed on a base followed by blue highlights to bring out his blue eyes. She drew with black eye liner and the brushed on two coats of waterproof mascara to bring out his long lashes. Red lip liner outlined his lips Andrea felt his lips did not need any added shape. They were small and subtle lips already. Just needed to be filled in with some red lipstick and a little gloss to keep the lipstick from wearing out to soon and his mouth was complete. Some blush was applied last. Andrea blended the maroon powder into his cheeks. Once the make up was done she pulled the straight chestnut brown wig from off of her closet shelf and fastened the head band into the hooks on his head. The crown of hair wasn’t going anywhere anchored down by the clips holding down his own hair.

Andrea took out a file and rounded off Steve’s finger nails. Then she cleaned up his cuticles. After two coats of read nail polish on each nail and a coat of clear nail protector his make up was now complete. In order for the nails to have a solid finish he was not able to do anything for twenty minutes. The polish would not smear or chip for his night out.

Steve watched Andrea take off her robe. She had already been dressed in similar lingerie then he. She went to work on her make up and Steve noticed that they had on the same color nail polish. After she had applied the make up just exactly as she did his. Andrea began to brush her hair out straight.

Finally Andrea took out a black dress and stepped into it drawing the garment up her body and slipping her arms into the long sleeves. The Dress was a short velvet number with a scoop neck and a zipper back. She asked Stephanie for help in pulling the zipper into place.

Going into a dresser drawer Andrea pulled out a pair of false breasts and added a bit of adhesive to each one and inserted them into each cup and pressed them in place against his chest. After a few minuts of positioning she was satisfied with the look. Then she went back into her closet and pulled out a second matching dress and helped him into the outfit. With her matching shoes there was almost now doubt the two could pass as sisters. Perhaps one could even go as far to say twins.

The dress was very nice and the Velvet felt luxurious to the touch for Steve. The hem of the dress has well above the knees, this made him very nerves. As Andrea stood with him in front of the full length mirror attached to her closet door he felt at ease and admired just how well he did look.

"Ellen will flip when she sees me!" He exclaimed.

"Oh well Ellen is not around tonight", Responded Andrea.

A knock at the door Susan’s voice called out, "Are you ready yet?"

Andrea opened the door and stood behind it as Susan walked into the room. Sue was dressed in a blue silk dress which was stunning. Where ever they were going it had to be someplace fancy. She walked up to Stephanie and asked, "So how did he turn out?"

Andrea closed the door and said, "You tell me your looking at her."

Susan did a double take but the facial differences became clear. They were subtle but there. "Oh my goodness, you could be her twin!"

This added to Steve’s confidence even more. This fortified Andrea’s plot that all was okay to proceed for tonight’s events.

Susan drove them all to one of the nicer hotels in Madison. The Radisson was expensive. As the car pulled into a parking space Steve looked back at the hotel and wondered just what was going on. He had to trust his escorts.

The three ladies entered the hotel and walked into a bar across from a restaurant. Susan had taken Stephanie into the bar. He looked back and saw Andrea go into the restaurant.

Susan guided her girlfriend to a table in a corner. Stephanie sat down of course smoothing out her skirt from underneath before making contact with the chair. Sue sat adjacent to the right so that both had a view to the restaurant entrance.

"Where did Andrea go?" Asked Steve.

"Don’t forget to soften your voice Stephanie." Whispered Susan

He nodded to her in appreciation of the reminder. He was not himself and the faster he grew used to that the easier this whole change in his life will go. So he softened his voice and raised the pitch, "Sorry, It’s just that this is really my first time going out in public since the gymnastics rally."

"Honey you must have been so nervous you didn’t even notice how few people turned out for that rally. Wait until your cheering at your first football game. I wish I could be there for that."

A waitress came up to there table and asked them what she could get them from the bar.

Susan ordered two tequila sunrises.

A flash was playing out before Steve of him as a cheerleader at a home game. As many as fifty thousand people there to watch. A countless number of men seeing him as a female. Then he pictured the male cheerleaders.

Susan was talking but nothing she was saying registered in his head. The waitress returned with the two drinks and a bowl of snack mix.

He was so stupid, how could he be a girl cheerleader, the men on the squad all would know. How could they not. He thought perhaps they weren’t around that day at the pep rally because they were all gymnasts themselves. A mental picture of a guy lifting him up in the air and having his hand under the skirt getting a hand full causing him to drop the phony girl. Steve focused and saw the drink in front of him and took a huge gulp.

Susan put her hand on his leg. "Relax Stephanie, Relax."

The touch of her hand on his smooth stocking leg felt good and he calmed down. Be in the moment he thought to himself. He reached for the rest of his drink and finished it in order to take the edge off.

Susan motioned for the waitress to bring a couple more.

About an hour went by and four more mixed drinks. Susan could see that Stephanie was a few more drinks from being free from any inhibitions.

Andrea walked into the bar with a gentleman. Susan watched as the couple walked into the back of the lounge and out of sight.

Sue again stroked Stephanie’s leg and playfully snapped the top of his garter under the skirt. He began to feel pretty good. The rubbing was heating up his desires. They finished there drink and Susan asked Stephanie if she wanted to take a little walk.

Stephanie smiled and nodded.

The two got up and Susan went to the bar and signed the tab over to a room number. She flashed her key and then took her prey to the elevator. Alone on the elevator with the seventh floor button lit up, Susan planted a kiss on Stephanie who was very accepting of her tongue.

The elevator rang indication the arrival to the seventh floor. The two got out and walked down the hall to room 732.

The dark room illuminated after Susan turned on the lights. A king size bed really looked appealing to Stephanie. The two entered into the main room. A bucket with a bottle of champagne was sitting on top of a coffee table in front of a sofa. Two glasses and a single rose sitting in a crystal vase completed the table setting. Susan sat on the couch crossing her slender legs. She leaned over and pulled out the champagne from the bucket and began to unwrap the cork. After a few twists of the top the cork popped. Startled, Stephanie turned from the window and saw Susan begin to fill up the glasses. Just what she needed more alcohol. Stephanie crossed over to the couch as Susan held out a glass for her to take. She sat down and touched the offered glass of Susan to a silent toast. The cling sound of the glasses was followed by, the drinking of the dry brut.

The bottle had been turned over in the bucket. Stephanie fell back onto the bed. The room was spinning. Susan had really gotten her drunk. So much that Stephanie had a clear mind, not a single worry.

Andrea and her Boyfriend just came back from a few after dinner cocktails. The door to room 730 swung open as William motioned for his beloved to go in before him. The two walked to the bed and sat down. William moved his face close to Andreas for a kiss.

There lips locked for a brief moment. Andrea pulled away.

"Is there a problem?" he asked.

"No! No problem at all. I think I want to get out of this dress and into something a little more comfortable." Admitted Andrea.

"Oh, well then How about if I just take a quick shower. Then I’ll join you back here in bed." He smiled.

"I’ll be waiting for you under the sheets." She winked.

William stood up and walked around the corner and into the washroom. Andrea waited a few minutes by the door until she heard the shower turn on.

A few moments later Andrea went to a connecting door with room 732 and opened her side to find Susan waiting in the other room with a passed out Stephanie.

"He’s in the shower, c’mon help me get him into our room."

Andrea took hold of Stephanie’s arm and put it around her shoulder. Susan took hold of the other arm and together they pulled the limp body from the bed. They made it into the room and unzipped the dress. Taking it off only leaving the lingerie on. Susan pulled back on the covers of the bed. While Andrea slowly let Stephanie back down onto the mattress. They brought his legs up and pulled the sheets over her.

Andrea turned out the bedside lights and they went into the connecting room and waited.

William had stepped out from the bathroom he was wearing nothing. He turned out the hall light and slowly made his way to the bed. He entered on the opposite side of the lump that would be his girlfriend. The sounds coming from her indicated that she was asleep. "I guess you had just too much to drink and I took a little to long in the shower." He thought perhaps a little rubbing might arouse his mate. Taking his hand he reached under her side of the sheets and gently touch the lingerie clad body of Stephanie. "Your wearing my favorite lingerie. You know I love to caress your body when you wear these clothes." He said to himself. Williams fingers ran between the tops of the stockings over the strap of a garter, brushing against the nylon panties, and over the waist cincher to her bra cup. He fondled the breast through the brassiere. Her breast felt soft to the touch.

"Andrea I’m really getting turned on here." He whispered in her ear. He spread his fingers and slowly rubbed down from the chest down to and around towards the rear end. " It Looks like you need a jump start," Concluded William. His hand squeezed firmly on the panty-clad ass of Stephanie.

Stephanie opened her eyes for a brief moment as she felt her panties being pulled down. The alcohol numbed his mind and he did not have the strength to fully wake up. Steve was fully subdued.

Andrea’s boyfriend began to rub some lubricant in between his future fiancés ass cheeks. He placed the K-Y back on the nightstand. Then moving his body behind her, as she lay on her side, William put his arm around her and under her belly pulling the body off the bed and at the same time sliding a couple pillows under her. She was now in a position where he could climb behind her. Raising her ass in the air and repositioning the comforter and pillows to help support the weight of her drunken lady. William took his hands and took hold of the hips flesh. He began to penetrate slowly. As his penis touched the crack of her ass his erection grew making contact with what he thought was Andrea’s anus. After a moment he achieved full penetration. Holding for a minute William began to slowly thrust back and forth.

Stephanie’s eyes opened again. There was pressure and pleasure all at the same time. Trying to speak all that came out was a few grunts and groans.

William took the groans as a sign that she was pleased. He pumped faster and harder. He could feel his orgasm building and readying for release.

Stephanie mind had become aware of her situation. Steve threw his body up from the position. "What the hell are you doing", He screamed! In the dark he could not make out the figure on the bed. However as the figure moved towards the edge of the bed, Steve felt that his panties were around his hips. He pulled them up into place as the lights went on.

William shocked at what apparently was not the voice of Andrea saw the lingerie clad girl cover her face away from the light.

Steve asked, "Susan what were you sticking up my ass?"

"Susan!" William exclaimed. "What the fuck are you?"

Steve looked towards his bedroom guest. "I can’t believe it!" He looked frantically around for his dress which was laid out on top of a suitcase. He grabbed it and stepped into it. Reaching around Steve pulled up his zipper.

William held a pillow to cover his erection. Not another word was spoken. The realization that this was a guy and he had been screwing him was a shock, not to mention humiliating.

Andrea flung open the door to the room and with Susan began to laugh. Steve in no mood to get the joke shoved his way past the chuckling vixens into the other room. He grabbed his heels and headed straight for the door. He opened it and left into the hallway.

Steve reached for the elevator button. Tears welled up in his eyes. Steve changed his mind about riding down to the lobby and headed for the stairwell at the other end of the hotel. As he descended the stairs his emotions caught up with him and the man began to sob uncontrollably.

Ellen sat on her bed looking stunned at the story Steve had told. In her wildest thoughts, she never imagined Andrea would do something that wicked. "I assure you, I knew nothing about this. She told me it was going to be innocent."

His make up was all worn and his eyes looked awful. Steve was sitting next to Ellen.

She knew this could be a life changing event for him. Perhaps he would change his mind about becoming a girl all together. There had to be something she could do to help him remember just what it was they were trying to do for him.

"I must admit Andrea did make you up to look pretty hot."

"Yeah, I did look good." He said.

Ellen gently pushed Steve back onto her bed and she laid down with him. She began to stroke his legs. No girl can resist the caressing feelings of tenderness on nylon covered legs.

Steve closed his eyes, the incident sobered him very quickly but the amount of alcohol and the long walk back to the Sorority house in those heels still made him very tired. He enjoyed Ellen’s touch and just lived in the moment.

Ellen slowly took her hand and began rubbing his cock through the nylon panties. She could feel the slight arousal grow and stiffen.

She continued to rub while whispering thoughts of there future together. "In a few months we will be together training you for the cheerleader squad. Soon you’ll be back in the uniform that turns you on so. Just imagine how hot looking you will be after a few more months on the hormones. Soon I will make all your feminine dreams come true."

Steve was listening and what he heard was very appealing he felt like a woman now having his penis rubbed. He imagined it was quite like a man rubbing a clitoris.

Ellen gently kissed Steve on the lips. He then came in the panties. Ellen watched him drift off to sleep.

"That’s right Stephanie, we’ll put this incident behind on and move forward with our plans." Ellen lay next to him, "Goodnight my sweet, Goodnight."

 

 

 

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