The Transformation      by: Anyport

 

Unfortunately for Ross, he had always seemed slightly effeminate. At school he hadn't been very good at sport, so all the jocks had shunned him. Resulting in him spending a good deal of his time studying, and helping others, mostly girls, with their studies. Even at university he was more at home with the girls, in fact he spent a lot of time in their rooms, not all of it studying.

Although he was a respectable 5'9" tall, he was slightly built, and his blonde hair and blue eyes, together with his boyish looks, seemed to bring out the maternal instinct in women. By the age of 25, he was quite an accomplished lover as well as being an excellent systems analyst, his chosen profession.

He had worked for his present employer for 4 weeks now, and he was amazed at the progress he'd made. The managing director of 'System Transformations' had met him when he'd been sent to sort out a problem with one of the programmes his previous company had installed. It had been a very lucky break for him, when his manager, Ms Watkins, had sent him out to this job. Normally he spent his whole day in his office, but she said she thought it would be right up his street.

The bug took about 5 minutes to locate, in fact, he suspected someone had been tampering with the programme. He said as much to Ms Edwards, the M.D. and she was so impressed, she'd offered him a job on the spot. At almost double his salary. Since then, he'd been given a company apartment close to the office, so he could be on the spot if there were any problems.

Life really was great, he thought. Tonight, he’d been entertaining a few colleagues as a sort of house warming. Louise - Ms Edwards - had suggested it might help break the ice, and he had to admit, it had been a huge success. Most of the guests had left except for Louise and her secretary Edwina. The three of them were sitting quietly enjoying a cognac and chatting like old friends.

Ross was a little drunk, then again so were his companions though he couldn't remember Louise drinking anything stronger than mineral water all night. As he sat next to Edwina on the couch, glancing out of the corner of his eye at her long legs, showing through the split in her evening dress, he wondered how long Louise would stay.

Edwina, a tall statuesque blonde in her early thirties, had been giving him the eye all night, and he was fairly confident she would be sticking around. As he looked across at Louise, he found himself fantasizing about a threesome. Although slightly older than Edwina, she was an exceptionally attractive woman. Her perfect complexion and perfectly styled short black hair gave the impression she had just walked out of a beauty salon. Ross decided she must have been a model earlier in her life.

"You know, you two make a lovely couple," Louise remarked, "Are you going to screw him tonight Ed."

Ross couldn't believe his ears, but he was even more stunned by what followed. "Oh absolutely, I've had my eye on him all week."

"I can't say I blame you, he has such a sweet innocence about him doesn't he. If you hadn't got there first, I think I might have been tempted myself." Ross began to feel self conscious, they were discussing him as though he wasn't there, and yet he had to admit he was enjoying the flattery.

"Well," Louise got to her feet, "I'd better leave you to it, I don't want to keep you from anything." "Don't leave on our account, Ross, tell her she doesn't have to leave." Edwina insisted. Before he could say anything she added. "Why don't you join us, I'm sure Ross won't mind, will you Ross." Ross was cornered; he could hardly tell his boss he didn't fancy her. And anyway, he did, he'd only just stopped thinking about the situation he now found himself in.

So he replied, truthfully, "I can't think of anything more enjoyable, if you would like to stay, that is." He added, after all he didn't want to risk offending her.

"Well if you put it like that, why not, it could be fun."

In no time at all, Ross was lying between the two women. They were both kissing him, Edwina around his stomach and Louise his chest, it was all his fantasies come true. What a month this had been, a new job, a new apartment rent free, and now he was in bed with two beautiful women, how much better could life be?

Louise sucked and nibbled his left breast, and he stroked her head with his hand. Gently, but firmly, she pushed his hand above his head and held it there, before releasing it to concentrate on his chest. Edwina had worked her way up and was licking the other side. He put his hand on her shoulder only to find her copying the earlier actions of Louise.

Louise bit his nipple and his hand came down to her in reflex. "I think we'd better do something about these wandering hands Ed." She spoke in an intimate tone, not at all threatening. Leaving his chest to Edwina, she reached over to the chair where her discarded stockings lay. She handed one to Edwina, and smiling at Ross, she began tying the other round his wrist. He was about to protest when Edwina kissed his longingly on the lips. What the hell, he thought, just another new experience.

Louise secured his bound wrist to the top of the bed, then took over from Edwina, kissing him. Edwina in turn bound his other wrist and tied it in place. Ross made a token effort to escape, but soon discovered how efficiently the ladies had bound him. A brief wave of helplessness flowed over him, accompanied by mild panic. But the ministrations of the ladies soon dispelled that.

Edwina left the room briefly while Louise continued her assault on his senses, by nibbling his neck and upper chest. Eyes closed, he hadn't noticed Edwina’s return, but he was soon aware of her presence when she began toying with his penis. He was also embarrassingly aware that despite the attention the 2 ladies were lavishing on his body, too much alcohol was inhibiting his erection, which remained only semi hard.

Edwina seemed to be playing with his balls with one hand, while gripping the base of his cock with the other. She leaned over and took him in her mouth producing an almost instant reaction as the blood pumped in to engorge his penis. But Edwina refused to release her grip on him, in fact she tightened it almost painfully. She had much stronger hands than he would have suspected.

Next, as if by mutual agreement - though they hadn't even glanced in each others direction - Edwina climbed onto his rampant staff, and Louise straddled his chest inching her pussy closer to his mouth until he could push his tongue all the way into her juicy wet hole. Edwina rode him slowly, all the time maintaining her grip on him. Louise on the other hand was grinding her pussy hard into his face. He could hear both ladies breathing hard, and knew that, like him, they were very close to orgasm.

Suddenly, almost simultaneously, they both let out loud gasps as they entered the wonderful world of orgasm. He also felt the oncoming thrill in his kidneys, but his ejaculation was stopped abruptly by Edwina’s hand. He wanted to yell to her to release her grip, but Louise had his face clamped hard against her pussy, and his muffled cries were mistaken for ardour rather than frustration.

Edwina was the first to dismount. She walked to the side of the bed and said to Louise, "Care to swap ends?"

"With pleasure." Louise grinned. Only now did Ross realise that Edwina no longer gripped his prick yet the pressure remained the same. As Louise moved down his body, he caught a glimpse of a silver ring, which seemed to circle the base of his erection. He was about to protest when Edwina unceremoniously deposited her soaking wet pussy over his mouth, forcing him to switch his point of attention. Before too long both ladies had spent once more, unfortunately, though Ross had attempted 3 more ejaculations the ring held firm, and his frustration was evident to both women as they climbed from his body.

Louise spoke first, "Oh, the poor boy, he must be nearly crazy trying to cum, Ed get the key we're going to give him the best head job he's ever had." Somewhat appeased Ross waited while Edwina went to retrieve the key from the other room. Closer inspection had shown him that the silver ring was attached to another, which circled the top of his sac, this second was held in place by a tiny lock.

Edwina returned looking a little sheepish. "I'm afraid I have some bad news, the key is on the ring with my car keys and because I'm not driving tonight I didn't bring them." Ross moaned as the ladies released him from his bondage.

"What am I going to do?" He asked, "I don't want to spend the whole weekend with this thing on me." He indicated his shrinking cock. Louise attempted to remove the ring but her touch only succeeded in arousing Ross once more, and he was soon hard again.

"Look Ross," Louise spoke in an apologetic tone, "I realise this is not the perfect solution, but Ed and I will be working in the office tomorrow morning, why don't you come over about 8.30am and we can release you then. Incidentally, there'll be no one else there so we can finish what we started." She kissed him fondly, then turning to Edwina said, "Come on Ed I don't think you're too popular around here at the moment."

The women dressed quickly, Edwina gave him a peck on the cheek and a sorry, and they fled. Ross was left wondering how he could relieve his aching balls. He tried a couple of times with his hand, with the obvious results. Finally he gave up, deciding to go to bed. But first he needed to use the toilet. He was relieved to find he could still piss once his erection had reduced slightly, though it seemed to take an eternity to go down sufficiently.

In the morning he showered, gulped down a cup of tea and raced over to the office arriving 15 minutes early. At 8.25am Louise and Edwina arrived and led him into Louise’s plush office suite. They had his clothes off in 10 seconds flat and Edwina went to work on the lock. While she worked Louise began kissing and nibbling his nipples again, and Edwina just removed the ring before Ross had a full erection.

The two women attacked it with relish, licking and sucking his cock, balls, thighs and anything else within a 12" radius. In no time Ross could feel himself coming, and as his moaning grew louder Louise took him in hand and pumped furiously. As he came, Ross was a little disappointed to note that neither lady intended to swallow his cum. Instead, Louise placed some material over the end to stop it from going all over the furniture. By then Ross didn't care too much, he was too busy enjoying the final blessed relief, and he soon collapsed in exhaustion.

A short while later Edwina gave him a coffee, which he accepted gratefully. He noted that Louise was busy at her desk and decided he had better leave them to it. That was when he realised, they had used his underpants to catch the spunk, and he could see them discarded in the waste paper basket. Louise saw him looking at the basket and smiled, "Don't worry, I always have some spares here, you can have a pair of those. Anyway, I think men’s underpants should be banned, they're the most unsightly and uncomfortable garments I've ever seen.

She reached into a desk drawer and tossed Ross a pair of black silk panties. He hesitated, about to protest but Louise waved him to silence. "Come on now, it's only a piece of material, try them, if they don't feel more comfortable than those," She indicated the boxer shorts, "I'll buy you a gross in your favourite colour."

Tentatively Ross slid the silk panties up his legs. As he pulled them into place he felt the cool, light silk wrap around his manhood. He had to admit they did feel good. "Told you didn't I." Louise smiled then returned to her paperwork. Without looking up she added, "By the way, how about an encore tonight at my place, say 7 o'clock, Edwina will give you the address as you leave. See you then."

Accepting his dismissal Ross left the office. Edwina, being the efficient secretary she was, handed him a piece of paper with an address on it. "Will you be there tonight?" Ross asked.

"Oh no, it's just you and Lou tonight, enjoy yourself. By the way my phone number's on the other side of the paper. I'll be home all day tomorrow if you'd like to call me." This was too good to be true Ross thought as he made his way home. Two beautiful, influential women both interested in me, how lucky can one man be?

His night with Louise was all he expected it to be. She was charming, witty and an excellent cook, not to mention a great lover. He left around 3.00am feeling completely satisfied. Under his arm he carried a parcel of one dozen assorted silk panties she’d insisted he take. At that moment he would have agreed to run naked through the streets of London if she'd asked him, he was so deliriously happy.

Before dinner she'd handed him a box of pills telling him to take 2 immediately, then one in the morning and one before dinner. He'd been a little dubious but Louise said, "If you intend to keep both Ed and me satisfied, you'll need all the energy you can muster. I had my naturopath make this prescription up for you. It's mainly lecithin, yeast, and protein to help you keep it up. You'll feel a whole lot better once you start taking them."

It was true Ross felt almost euphoric all night. He couldn't ever remember feeling this well. He would have taken more pills but Louise warned him that excess would lead to a dangerous imbalance, so he pocketed the pills and concentrated on making love to Louise.

The next morning he was feeling a little queasy. He had his cuppa then remembered to take his pill. Within half an hour he was back to his old self. If he'd known how good they were he would have visited a naturopath years ago. About lunchtime he phoned Edwina. She gave him her address and told him to hurry over she was feeling horny as hell.

They made love for most of the afternoon and Edwina cooked dinner for him. He had been walking around her flat naked but she insisted he wear his panties, claiming they were the sexiest thing she'd ever seen. That clinched it for Ross, when he arrived home that night he threw all his old underpants out, from now on it was silk panties for him.

Over the next few weeks Ross spent a good deal of his time with Louise and Edwina, sometimes individually, sometimes together. Thanks to his tonic, as Louise called his pills, he always seemed to be bursting with energy. There was however, one unfortunate side effect. It may have nothing to do with the pills, but he seemed to be developing breasts.

When he mentioned it to Louise she admitted she had noticed some enlargement, but had put it down to her imagination. She decided it might be an idea for him to visit her doctor and told Edwina to make an appointment for him. Not surprisingly, the doctor turned out to be a woman. Ross was a little embarrassed discussing his problem with her, but she soon put him at his ease, saying Louise had already filled her in.

She examined him thoroughly and proclaimed him fully fit. She asked him for one of his pills for analysis and told him she would ring in the morning with the results. Ross got home around 6.00pm and made a meal. He decided to forego his pill, just to be on the safe side. After a couple of hours watching television he decided on an early night. About 11.30pm he woke up in a sweat. He got out of bed and paced around the apartment for an hour of so. He took some painkillers but that didn't help. He kept feeling the strange need for one of his pills and finally he gave in. Within a short time he was himself again.

Next day at work, the doctor rang with the report. Before she gave it he described his sickness of the previous night. "You say you didn't take a pill at the usual time? Well that's normal then. You see although everything in the pills is natural, they are correcting a hormonal imbalance in you, which must have been there since childhood. When you deprived your system of the necessary nutrients to correct the problem, it revolted. My advice is to continue the excellent treatment prescribed. Though I'd prefer it if you didn't make it public knowledge that I endorsed a natural remedy. You could get me in trouble with my peers." She laughed as she said this, and hung up.

Louise called him into her office later that day. She told him her doctor had called. "I was sure there was no problem, she did however make one suggestion. She said it was a little too delicate to propose over the phone so she asked me to speak with you about it." Ross became a little concerned, what was it a doctor couldn't discuss with him. "She said your breasts may develop quite a bit more before your hormones are completely balanced, and she suggested, well," Louise reached into her drawer. "She suggested you wear one of these." Ross was horrified as Louise held up a black lace bra.

"Before you say anything let me tell you my idea. I have a friend who makes these for me, she's very discreet and I know she could make one for you that wouldn't show through your shirt. Dr Atkins told me that if you didn't wear anything for support, you could end up with terrible stretch marks when you go back to normal. Honestly Ross, it won't be too bad." She walked round the desk and started playing with his breasts. "To tell you the truth, I think they're the sexiest things I've ever seen on a man, you know how I love to nibble your nipples and I've never got off on women. Now I can have the best of both worlds." She leaned forward and licked his breast. Ross had always found this exciting and before long they were making love on the carpet.

Ross had been wearing a bra for over a month now he’d had to go back on two occasions to have a larger size made. He was now a 36d and it was becoming more and more difficult to hide. He wore sloppy sweaters to work most of the time, but Louise had given him an office on her floor, so fortunately, he saw very little of the other staff.

As he stood in front of the bathroom mirror, he told himself at least one good thing had come of all this, he hardly ever needed to shave anymore. Not that he had ever really had a heavy beard. He used to shave every 2 or 3 days, but it had been nearly 2 weeks since his last shave and hardly anything showed.

Today being Saturday he would have a leisurely breakfast and about lunchtime, he would go over to Lou's house. Ed would be there and the three of them would spend the rest of the weekend together. He enjoyed the weekends, when they weren't making love they were like 3 old friends gossiping about the office and anything else, which came up.

He dressed in his usual jeans and sweater, making a mental note to buy some new clothes. He'd lost quite a bit of weight around his waist, and his hips seemed to have changed shape. Most of his trousers no longer fitted. He found himself wishing he didn't have to wear the heavy sweaters all the time, after all it was nearly summer and the temperature was rising. He shrugged and walked to his car, at least that was air conditioned

In the bedroom later that day Lou and Ed had once again tied him to the bed. They had only done it 5 or 6 times since that first night, but Ross admitted to himself, he really enjoyed the feeling of helplessness.

"Oh damn," Edwina swore, "I wish you'd do something about the hair on your legs Ross, I've got some caught in my teeth and I can't get rid of it." She sat on the side of the bed picking her teeth with her finger- nail. After a while she became annoyed, "That's it, if you won't do anything about them, I will." She stormed out of the room leaving Louise and Ross staring at the door. She returned with a towel, shaving cream and razor, and despite his protestations, the two women were soon lathering his legs and giggling as they started to shave the hair.

When they finished they stood back to admire their work. Once they got started they not only shaved his legs, but the rest of his body as well not that he had much body hair anyway. "God I hate you Ross, Lou, just look at those legs and that body. That bastard has better legs than either of us and his body's even better." Although it was a strange thing to do, Ross felt himself blushing with pride.

"Maybe you should take better care of yourself," he laughed, entering into the fun. "You're getting a bit flabby as well Lou. Perhaps you'd better stop the doughnuts you both eat in the office."

"Careful Ross," Louise warned jokingly, "You're hardly in a position to defend yourself if we decide to beat you to a pulp." She slapped him playfully, but quite firmly on the behind.

"I'm sorry, I take it all back, you're the two most perfectly developed females in the world." He laughed.

"And you’re the most perfectly developed man." Louise added as she began licking the place where she'd slapped him.

"ROSS." Louise shrieked. They were all sitting in the kitchen drinking coffee. "Oh that's too much, Ed, I agree with you I hate him. Would you look at those fingernails."

"What's wrong with them, I know they need cutting, but they're not that bad." He held out a hand for inspection.

"Not bad he says, not bad, I'd do anything to get my nails looking like that. Let's get him Ed." They leapt on Ross and were soon all tangled up on the kitchen floor laughing and panting with exertion. Louise inspected his hands more closely. "I'd like to see what they look like with a manicure and polish. Ed, bring my vanity case out of the bedroom would you."

Ross protested slightly but knew they would get their way as they always did. He found it difficult to deny them anything, so he sat quietly while they went to work discussing colours and styles as they buffed his nails. Not only did they apply 3 coats of bright red polish to his fingers. They coloured his toenails also. Ross sat passively as they worked. "This is too dark a shade for his toenails," Ed decided, "It wouldn't show through if he wore dark stockings. Don't you think,"

Ross jumped up, "Stockings, what are you talking about stockings I,"

"Shut up Ross," Louise slapped his leg "And don't interrupt, can't you see there are artists at work here?"

They continued to discuss the merits of the different shades, oblivious to Ross who felt slightly left out. "You know Lou, this colour would look great with that red mini of yours, you know, the one with the long sleeves and the low front?"

"Oh God, I haven't been able to get into that for years. I don't know if I've still got it. Anyway, even if I found it, what shoes would go with it, I don't think I own any red clothes anymore, so I wouldn't have shoes either."

"Yes you have, remember those open toed ones you bought that were too big, knowing how acquisitive you are, I'll bet you never returned them."

"You know, I think you're right, Ross, what size shoes do you take?"

"Seven, but wait a minute you're not, "

"Stop whining, most men would give anything for this much attention from two women. Come on Ed, let's take a look in the wardrobe."

 

Ross was left alone in the lounge room. He wondered, not for the first time, how he'd gotten into this. He could hear them giggling like schoolgirls in the bedroom and he started to feel a little left out. They returned shortly afterwards carrying clothes. "I told you Ross, Lou never throws anything out."

"If you can get into that red dress Ross, you're a dead man."

"We'd better do his make up first," Edwina suggested, "We don't want to spill any on the clothes." Ross jumped out of his chair.

"This is going too far," he snapped, "I don't mind a bit of fun but I draw the line at make up."

The girls were silent for a moment, then Louise said, "Sorry Ross, we didn't intend to upset you it's just that we've become such good friends, we didn't think you'd mind having a bit of fun."

"Yes Ross I'm sorry too. Naturally, if it bothers you that much we won't do it. We only wanted to see how you'd look. Come on Lou, we'd better take these back and get the nail polish remover."

Ross felt as low as he'd ever felt in his life. Everyone had been so happy until his outburst and now he'd ruined the night. After all, how bad could it be? "Okay, okay, get on with it, you're having too good a time to stop now."

Both women hugged him and squealed in delight, then they set about planning his new face. After applying the foundation, they decided to match his lips to his fingernails and they used pale blue and light red eye shadow to highlight his eyes. They pencilled in his eyebrows in brown, black eye liner and mascara completing the effect.

Next they turned to his clothes, they pulled black seamed stockings over his legs, attaching them to a red lace suspender belt. He wore matching red bra and panties and the shoes, though a little tight, fitted quite well. He had a little trouble standing in them at first, but with encouragement from the girls, he soon got used to the 3" heels and could walk without stumbling. Finally, they slipped the dress over his head, it was a perfect fit and Louise grumbled about his being so skinny.

Since he'd been taking the pills his hair had thickened quite dramatically and as he preferred to wear it fairly long, the ladies soon had it brushed into a unisex style. Louise added a silver chain around his neck and they stood back to survey their handiwork.

Edwina spoke first, "I can't believe it Ross, you are absolutely beautiful I've never seen anything like it."

"Incredible." Added Louise, "Ross, you have to see this for yourself." She took his hand leading him into the bedroom and over to the full-length mirror. He was speechless, never in his life had he seen a more sensational looking woman. He turned this way and that, admiring the reflection.

He would have admired himself all night if Edwina hadn't snapped him out of his reverie with, "Oh dear Ross, I think you may have to do something about that if you want to pass as a woman."

She was pointing to his groin, unbelievably Ross had been so impressed by the woman in the mirror he'd developed an erection. All three laughed, as Louise lifted his skirt to better view the offending bulge. They decided to replace his suspender belt with a roll on, this pressed his prick snuggly against his lower stomach and made the bulge far less conspicuous.

The three returned to the lounge room and chatted like old girlfriends. While Edwina ordered a home delivered pizza, Louise instructed Ross on how to sit without looking like a truck driver. As they chatted the doorbell rang, Ross stiffened slightly but Edwina said, "Relax, it's only the pizza." She opened the door still laughing at something Ross had said, "Sarah!" she exclaimed, "What are you, I mean, how are you."

"Hello Ed, is Louise in?" A small mousy looking woman of about 45 walked past Edwina and into the lounge room. Ross froze at the sight of a stranger catching him dressed like this.

"Hi Louise, I was just in the neighbourhood and I thought I'd, oh sorry I don't think we've met," she said looking over at Ross. "I'm Sarah Lewis,"

"Sorry Sarah, this is err, Rose. Rose, this is Sarah Lewis, my naturopath, Sit down Sarah." Louise offered, regaining some of her composure.

"No really, I can't stay, I just popped in to see how that tonic was going. I hope it did the trick." Turning to Ross she said, "Lou was having trouble with her boyfriend, you know," She winked suggestively, "He couldn't keep it up, anyway, I made up a tonic for her. Did it do the trick Lou? I'll bet he performs like a bull now. God how I envy you three, you're all so beautiful, you can have your pick of any man in town, me, I have to make do with a vibrator."

Ross felt himself blushing, not at what she'd said but at the fact she thought he was a female. "Oh dear have I shocked you Rose, I'm sorry I'm not normally this course but, well we're all girls together aren't we. What do you do Rose, computers like these 2, no don't tell me, with your looks you must be a model right. I can always tell, there's something about models, they have that air of confidence, a sort of,"

There was a knock at the door, "That'll be the pizza," Louise interrupted, "Rose would you mind, there's some money on the hall stand." Ross hesitated not wanting to move, but then Sarah started her tirade again and he jumped to his feet.

"How can anyone with a figure like that, eat pizza, why if I," Sarah continued, her voice fading as Ross walked into the hall. Without thinking he opened the door. He was about to speak when he realised his voice, though not particularly deep, would be a certain giveaway. The young man on the other side of the door stared and his mouth fell open,

"Did errmm… did you… I mean." Nervously he pushed the pizza towards Ross who handed him the money. "Thank you Miss. I errmm that is I… enjoy it." The youth turned and fled. It was obvious even to Ross that he'd never seen anyone so beautiful. That's not so hard to believe he thought I've been around a lot more than he has and I haven't.

Ross walked confidently into the lounge room, just in time to pass Sarah as she made her farewells. "I won't intrude while you're eating, let me know when you need more of the tonic Louise. Don't worry I'll let myself out."

Sarah made her exit, and the three friends stared silently at each other for a long time before Ross finally spoke, "You should have seen the look on the delivery boys face, I think he's in love with me." They all burst into laughter, relieved at the break in the tension.

Once Ross realised he could pass as a woman he became more and more adventurous. Even to the extent of driving over to meet Edwina wearing a skirt and blouse. The girls were teaching him to use make up and style his hair better and they always made love in full make up with him wearing female underwear.

Louise had helped him to choose some new clothes, although Edwina had done the actual shopping. Next week they intended to meet at a restaurant, and though quite nervous, Ross was looking forward to it.

 

Louise was sitting in her office, when Edwina buzzed her. "Joan Atkins is on the phone."

"Put her through Ed. Hello, Joan,"

"Louise I just wanted to see how things were going."

"Couldn't be better, I estimate two, three weeks at the most."

"So soon, I spoke with the agent yesterday, the Sheik has upped his offer to 2 million on the strength of the photographs."

"That's great news, I think we'll get 3 when we've finished. By the way, we've started him on the new batch of pills, and he doesn’t seem to be showing any withdrawal from the reduction in drugs. I don’t suppose you’d care to tell me your secret?"

Joan laughed then said, "I think I’ll keep that to myself, for now at least."

"Oh well, you can’t blame me for trying, but at least let me in on the reason there’s no withdrawal if you reduce the amount of the drug."

"All right, I’ll tell you this much, this drug is a little concoction I synthesized, as I’m sure your chemist told you." She laughed knowingly. "When I reduce the dosage I mix in what you might understand best as an antidote. As I reduce the drug, I increase the antidote until eventually he’s off the drug completely. Then I simply drop the antidote and from then on it’s pure hormones and aphrodisiac."

"Speaking of which, how’s Sarah?"

"Don’t talk to me about that silly cow, would you believe she came round for a visit at the most critical moment in the transformation. Then, as if that wasn’t enough, she started telling Ross oops, I mean Rose I have to remember that, anyway where was I? Oh yes, she started telling him about the tonic she makes up for me. I’m sure she’d have told him everything if the pizza hadn’t arrived,"

"The what?"

"Never mind, let’s just say I’ll be glad when you figure out what she puts in her tonic, any closer to figuring it out?"

"Afraid not Lou, it’s not the ingredients that have us stumped, it’s how she combines them. A lot like my little mixture really, it looks like you’re stuck with the pair of us doesn’t it?"

"I’ll say this much for Sarah though, her tonic is a damn site more effective than the viagra we used in the past."

"Really? I’ll have to try it out sometime."

"By the way, when are you going to break the news to Rose."

"Next week, we're having a small dinner party, Ed, Ross, damn it ROSE, and me, you'll come of course?"

"I wouldn't miss it for the world, how will you tell him."

"Oh, I don't know, ‘Rose darling, don't make any plans for next weekend I've sold you to a middle-eastern Sheik as his sex slave and you leave on Friday." They both laughed before Louise added, I’ll get Ed to call you with the details, anyway, got to go, see you soon."

As she hung up the phone, she called, "Edwina, could you come in for a second please."

"Yes Lou."

"Could you let Joan know when you arrange the dinner for Rose’s coming out party please. By the way have you seen the new photocopy rep', don't you think he'd make the perfect partner for that South American oil magnate?"

 

THE END

 

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