She convinced me to tight a knot on my small white blouse, and wear denim shorts. She told me about walking in a sexy way. And we went out as friends for lunch to a cafeteria. We had previously practiced how I should behave.
And while I felt awkward acting like a sexy woman, I didn’t want it to end. I tried acting sexy, Rachel was laughing all the time.
"Hi, do you gals would like to come to a party tonight?” Some guy asked me. “Sure” I said as I posed as sexy as I could. I introduced myself as Kathy, and exchanged phones with him. As we left, Rachel joked “someone has a date tonight”. “Well, not really, I’ll be a guy by the time his party start” I told her. “Oh shit, you’re right… for a moment, I forgot” she replied. As expected, I turned back into a guy at 6pm.
The whole ordeal, had left me turned on. That night Rachel and I, well lets just say we slept together.
The following day, Rachel said something I hadn’t realized. Her parents didn’t want us to move in together. But they weren’t against a girl roommate. “It is perfect, mom and dad won’t know” she said. She was right. In a couple of weeks we were living together.
I even met her mom, while pretending to be Kathy. She said I seemed like such a nice girl. Rachel giggled.
Anyways, one day, she convinced me to go to a bar at 3pm. “A few shots and you’ll loosen up” she joked. She lent me a black blouse and red skirt. She applied makeup on me, and we went out. “You should find a hook up, kiss him, I promise I won’t get jealous” she said. At first I said no. But after three tequila shots, I was flirting with a guy.
I actually kissed him, and I hate to say it, it felt good. Rachel laughed when I told her about how I felt. “Don’t worry, you’ll get laid tonight” she said. Anything to make me feel less like a woman.
That night she went down on me, and we cuddled for a while. “I feel like I am cheating on you” I told her. “Oh sweetie, Kathy, for me is a different person, you are not cheating… but if it is too awkward for you, I have a surprise for you tomorrow” she said.
Her surprise was a three parter. First she took me shopping. “Enough borrowing my clothes, you need your own” she said.
She made me feel like a woman. She helped me pickup all kinds of clothes, casual, sports, fancy dresses, swimsuits. I think we maxed out my credit card.
She then kept tell me to pose as she snapped pictures of me. I hate to admit it, but my favorite was a black dress that really accentuated my features.
She then took me to a spa. Where she paid for a full body massage. Having two hands touching my whole body made me too aware of my current form.
I had tears in my eyes, realizing I was enjoying being a woman way too much. Rachel snapped a picture of me. I couldn’t believe how hot I looked. Part of me saw the woman in the picture as someone else, but the other part of me felt comfortable being that woman.
Anyways, after our spa day, we got dressed. And we drove back home. “Thank you” I told Rachel as she drove. “Anytime bestie” she responded.
At home, she surprised me, she had candles everywhere, and as soon as we closed the door, she kissed me. “I think you are going to love this” she said as she grabbed my right breast. My nipples got erect. I kissed her back.
We moved to the bedroom. Where I took a good look at my current figure one more time.
I slid off the robe I was wearing. And proceeded to make out with Rachel. she asked me to rest on out bed, and the first thing she did was finger me.
Our naked breasts touching as we kissed was sublime. But doing the scissor thing was amazing. Never would I have guessed how flexible as a woman I was. I looked at the time, it was almost six. Rachel sat over me, aligning both our slits, as the clock hit 6pm, my breasts deflated, and my thing erupted, and went into Rachel. We continued going at it, until we both came.
It had been the best day of my life, and would be hardly topped.
The following day, we started thinking on what I would be doing for a living.
This time I didn’t even notice when I transformed. I had gotten so used to it, that one second I was talking like a guy, and the next I was talking like Kathy.