Message-ID: <14989eli$9809040535@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: J R D Subject: BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR (TG, DOM, ROMANCE) [2/3] Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: Here's part 2 Now, onto the boring stuff ------------------------- DISCLAIMERS ------------------------- This story contains scenes of an erotic and/or controversial nature, and is not intended for the perusal of minors. Further if perusal of such material is considered illegal in your area or immoral by your religion or personal beliefs, you should likewise bypass this story. This story remains the property of the author. Permission is granted to download, photocopy, copy and repost so long as any such action contains these disclaimers, and no attempt is made to profit from this story. All characters in this story are the creation of the author, and any resemblance to real persons, alive or dead, are purely coincidental. This story may contain aspects of fantastic science or magic. The parameters of what this science/magic can accomplish are completely at the discretion of me, the author, and, as such, I make no apologies for any rules of "real" physics, chemistry, biology, or magic that may be broken within the story. ------------------------- Now onto the fun stuff ------------------------- BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR... The Transformation SIX HOURS LATER... Sal staggered back to consciousness, at first forgetting where he was. But after feeling the silk sheets on his body, he remembered where he was and sat upright in bed. At first, he had thought it a dream, that perhaps he had imagined Charity after falling asleep on the couch. But looking around, he knew he had not. The entire room bespoke wealth, from the silk bedsheets to the fancy draperies. And he knew Charity was very rich. Sal looked around. His clothes were gone, replaced, on a nearby chair, with panties and a frilly robe, both pink. He quickly got up and got dressed, figuring that that was what Charity wanted. He went downstairs, getting a good look around. The entire penthouse was huge, more like a small mansion than any apartment. Sal's entire apartment could've fit inside the central living area. He heard a splashing and giggling from a side room. He walked up, knocked on the door, and stuck his head in. "Charity?" Inside the room was a hot tub set into the floor, and in the hot tub was Charity and Julie. Charity looked up at him. "Oh, I'm sorry, Sal. When I checked on you a little while ago, and you were still asleep, I figured you'd be asleep for a while." Charity stepped from the tub, her one piece, solid black bathing suit accentuating her beautiful form. She came over and hugged Sal to her. "And I wanted to be there when you woke up." "That's okay. I chased you into another city. I can surely come downstairs for you." "That's sweet. Julie, my robe." Julie, wearing a powder pink bikini, leapt from the tub and got a fluffy, blue robe, quickly putting it on Charity. "Now, Sal, if you're to be a part of my life we need to discuss certain changes." As they walked from the room, Sal noticed a rather perturbed look on Julie's face. Charity walked him to a dining room, and pulled out a chair for him. Sal sat down, and Charity sat in the chair beside him. She took his hands in hers and said, "Sal, I want you to know that leaving you was one of the hardest things I ever did." "Then why did you do it? I'd've done anything, changed in any way you wanted." "I know. And that was part of the problem. I was afraid you were becoming fixated on me." "But... I am fixated on you. For good or for bad, I need you, Charity. I... I'm not sure I can live without you." "Yes, I know. That's why we're talking now. But I want you to know that you will have to make certain changes in order to come into my life." "What? I'll do anything." "We'll see. But before I tell you, I want you to know you have another option. No changes involved." "What?" "I have business dealings in your little town. Two, maybe three times a year, I'll be traveling there and spending a couple weeks to a month. When I'm there, we can get together and have fun." "2... or 3 times... a year," Sal considered, the option of such infrequent visits clearly leaving a bad taste in his mouth. "And there could be a problem with that." "What?" "Your obsession wasn't the only reason I left you. You remember I told you that my tastes vary?" Sal nodded. "Well, to be honest, I was growing bored with our sex. Not that I was growing bored with you. Frankly I'm amazed I stayed as long with you as I did. But sometimes my tastes... change, and there's no guarantee that I'll be feeling dominant when I come to your town on business." "Then... I'll undergo whatever changes you want." "Perhaps. But I'm not going to have you walking into this blind. I'm not going to trick you by getting you to agree to a bunch of changes you don't know about then make changes you aren't prepared to handle." "So... what kind of changes are you talking about?" "Sal, I want to... feminize you. I want you to become my she-male girlfriend." "Your... You'll dress me up?" "To begin with. I also plan on feeding you hormones. Female hormones. They'll cause you to grow breasts, your skin to soften, and even cause what little facial hair you've got to thin out, perhaps stop growing altogether." "What else?" "The hormones will probably cause your dick to shrink a bit, and, well,... become useless, at least as a fucking tool." "You... want this?" "Yes." "Then... I'll do it." "Wait a sec, hun. I'm not finished." "What else?" "Some plastic surgery. At the very least, breast implants, and, depending on the results of the hormones, maybe some facial surgery, and some other reconstructive work. Actually, Sal, considering your small size, and thin body, you could pass for a girl with only a little bit of work." "Thanks." "Hun, I'm not trying to be cruel. I'm simply telling you your options. There's something else." "What?" "It's nothing I require, but I wanted to warn you. Some people... don't take kindly to transsexuals, particularly those in mid-transformation. You could lose your friends, and even your job over this." "I only have one friend, except for you, and I'm not sure what his response is going to be. But,... what happens if I lose my job? What'll I do? Where'll I go?" Charity stroked his face. "You'll come to me. I will not abandon you, Sal. And, honestly, I'm not sure I'd mind it if you lost your job." "But why?" "Because then I'd get you 7 days a week. As it is, I'll only get you 2 days a week, on your "weekend"." "I'll give up my job for you if you want." "That won't be necessary. I don't want to steal your life, only change it." "And if I do this, you'll make me a permanent part of your life?" "Yes. There will be no part of my life that I won't invite you into." "Then I'll do it." "No." "WHAT?!" "Relax, hun. I'm not saying a permanent no. I just don't want you making a snap judgment. We'll spend the next couple days dressing you up as a girl to give you a taste of what it'll be like. Then you get to spend a week at home thinking about it, and if you still want to return to me, give me a call next Wednesday, and we'll start on your program." "Alright." Charity gave Sal a kiss on the lips. "That's my girl." Sal blushed. "Now come on. Let's get you dressed in your first girl's outfit." Charity took him upstairs to another bedroom, this one decorated far more effeminately than the other he had slept in. Laying on the bed was a one piece swimsuit, blue with a red, diagonal stripe across the body, and a wig, a shade of brown identical to his own with stylish, feminine waves. "Now, into the shower in there." Sal walked into the bathroom, got out of his robe and panties, and into the tub. He got cleaned up, and when he was finished Charity covered him in a hair remover, from the neck down, and, after waiting the required time, helped him spray it off. They went back into the bedroom, and Charity helped him into the bathing suit, and after she snapped shut the base under his crotch, he said, "This feels real tight, across the stomach." "It's supposed to. The bathing suit has some body paneling to slim down a woman who feels her stomach is a little... large." "But my stomach is trim and flat." "Yes, I know. On you, the paneling will give you curves. Take a look." Charity pointed to a full length mirror on the back of the door. Sal walked over and took a look. His face was still, well, mostly masculine (androgynous, capable of being either male or female, would probably be a better term), but his body, under the swimsuit, had curves! Oh, there was no way he'd be called curvy or anything like that, but, by not looking real hard, it was easy to believe that he was looking at the body of a woman. Charity said, "Now close your eyes." Sal did so, and he felt something being placed atop his head. The wig, he guessed. "Okay, open your eyes." Sal obeyed, and with the wig atop his head, he saw a woman staring back at him from the mirror. His legs were, perhaps a little over-muscled, but perhaps the body of a female who worked out a lot. It even looked like he had small breasts, although he knew that it was simply padded cups in the suit. He looked at himself for a few seconds, before turning to Charity, and asking, "Am I pretty?" Charity was laying out a collection of clothes. "Very. And if you decide to take me up on my offer, you'll be even prettier by the time I'm finished with you. Now let's go take a dip in the hot tub." "Charity?" "Yes, lover?" "What happens... between us... if I decide not to go through with this?" Charity smiled at him. "If you decide before we even start that this isn't for you, then the original offer stands. We'll get together on the two or three times a year that I'm in town." "And if I decide after we get into it?" "Then you can always walk away. But if you walk away, you walk AWAY. You lose me entirely. Further, you walk away as is. So, if you've grown breasts, or gotten implants, getting rid of them would be your business. Consider that, too, when you make your decision." "Yes, ma'am." They walked together down to the hot tub. Julie was pulling on a robe. Charity asked, "What are you doing, Julie? I want to spend time in the tub with both of you." "If we're to have a guest for dinner, I need to get started." "At 2:30?" "I wanted to fix something special tonight." "Nonsense. Anything you fix will be fine. And if it gets too late, then we can order in." "But, ma'am-" In a stern voice, Charity said, "Julie!" and pointed at the tub. Julie meekly said, "Yes, ma'am." She then stripped off her robe and returned to the tub. "Your turn, Sal. Into the tub, try to emulate Julie's walk. Take small, dainty steps." "Yes, ma'am." Sal did his best to emulate the steps taken by Julie, and carefully walking to the tub and stepping in. Charity smiled as he walked and then followed to the tub. She sat down in the tub and spread her arms. "Come here, both of you. I want to wrap my arms around both of my girls." Sal quickly took his place under her right arm, and Julie, only slightly slower, under her left. Charity wrapped her arms around their shoulders and pulled them close. She then slipped her hand into their bathing suits and found a nipple on each. Julie moaned almost immediately, and Sal wondered, if he got breasts, would they be that sensitive? As Charity's overt fondling progressed, it was clear Sal wasn't getting that much out of it, so Charity said, "Sal, why don't you lick my breast? I know you enjoy that." Sal pressed his lips to Charity's near tit, then snaked his tongue under the edge of her suit. Julie thought he'd have to pull down her suit to get at her nipple, but was amazed (and jealous) as his tongue managed to reach her nipple without moving the suit. Not wanting to be outdone, though, Julie leaned over and started licking Charity's other breast. But she had not been given permission to move Charity's suit (she was taking a chance just licking without invitation) so her ministrations were nowhere near as effective as Sal's. She decided to take another chance, and rubbed the inside of Charity's thigh, but as she got closer and closer to her Lady's crotch she bumped into Sal's hand, which was already there, stroking Charity through her suit. Julie almost growled in frustration, before sending her hand down underneath and stroking Charity's bum. It wasn't much longer before Charity was moaning and vibrating underneath their dual actions. And soon thereafter Sal felt Charity throb and spurt inside her suit. Charity then said, "Enough!" and both Sal and Julie immediately pulled their hands free, and returned to just cuddling in Charity's arms. They stayed that way, silently cuddling and making small talk, for a couple hours before Charity said, "Okay, that's enough. Out of the tub, girls." Sal and Julie got out of the tub, but Charity remained in. She said, "Julie, take Sal... No, that's no good any more. You need a femme name. >From now on I'll call you Selena. It's close enough to your old that if I slip, no one will think anything untoward. Take Selena upstairs and help her into the outfit I laid out." "Yes, ma'am." Julie grabbed Sal/Selena and roughly yanked her towards the door. They went upstairs and Julie quickly looked over the clothes. She took a corset and held it up. "Okay, out of your suit." Sal quickly got out of the bathing suit. Julie held up the corset and helped Sal into it. Once he was in it, she took the breastforms Charity had chosen, placed them in the cups, and pulled the laces as tight as she could. She then gave Sal the pink panties in the clothing set, and he quickly put them on. Then, after having Julie explain how to do it, Sal put on a pair of stockings. Then Julie put him in a pretty, pink dress. She then gave him a pair of low heels (less than an inch), and after helping him to balance on them, walked him down to the dining room, where Charity waited for them. Charity said, "Good evening, ladies. Selena, I like how you look in that dress." "Thank you, ma'am." Julie said, "I'd better get started on dinner." "No need. I ordered dinner in while you were helping Selena dress." "But I was planning something special." "Think of it as a night off. I ordered from the cafe downstairs, so the food should be here any second now. Have a seat, ladies." Sal and Julie each took a seat next to Charity. "So, Selena, how do you like your first day as a woman?" "It's been... nice so far." Charity noticed that Sal was shifting uncomfortably in his seat. "Is something wrong, Selena?" "It's just... this corset, ma'am. It's tighter than I expected." "It does seem to make your waist a little smaller than I expected, and that dress is hanging wrong. Come here, and let me take a look at it." Sal got up and walked over to Charity. As soon as she touched him, she said, "Selena, did you towel off before dressing?" "Uhm, no, I don't think I did." Charity gave him a disapproving look. "Turn around." Sal turned and Charity unzipped him, then untied and loosened the corset. "Now go upstairs and change into something else. Get back into your bathing suit. Make sure it's dry. It's not as effective as the corset, but it will keep you curvy." "Yes, ma'am." As Sal left, Julie was smirking behind Charity's back, but without looking Charity said, "That was really petty, Julie." Trying to feign ignorance, Julie said, "Ma'am?" Charity turned to face Julie. "I sent you upstairs to help Selena, not to hurt her." "But-" "No. Do not try to deny it. You should've noticed she was wet and dried her off before putting her into the corset. And even if I believe that that was an honest mistake, that corset was far too tight. Do you realize what that combination could've done? Do you realize what happens to wet leather when it dries?" "No, ma'am." "It shrinks. You could've seriously damaged her." Julie looked down. "I'm sorry, ma'am." "Sorry for doing it or sorry you got caught? No, don't protest. Julie, I want this to work. I want Selena to become a part of my life. I want this weekend to be pleasant for her. If your petty jealousy drives her away before she even starts, before Sal even starts down the path to becoming Selena, then you will spend the next year working as a waitress at the Menagerie. And if you try to drive Selena away after she starts; if you force me to choose between you; you will loose. Do you understand?" "Yes, ma'am." "Now go upstairs and help Selena. And this time, HELP." Julie got up and silently started to leave the room. Before she exited, Charity said, "Julie." After Julie turned, she continued, "You have one more chance. Don't blow it." Julie gulped. "Yes, ma'am," she said as she left the room. As she walked upstairs, she realized she would have to be much more circumspect in her plans. She wouldn't touch little "Selena" while Charity was around, but during Sal's transformation, there would be times when her Mistress would have to be out of town. Then she could "convince" Selena to leave. ********** NEXT WEDNESDAY... Sal headed into work. He had thought long and hard about Charity's offer, and had finally decided he had no choice. He needed... He loved Charity and had to be a part of her life (and, truth be told, he enjoyed feeling pretty when dressed as a woman). Now the only problem was how to deal with work and becoming Selena at the same time. Assuming he even still had a job after he told Leo what he planned. He went up to the office where Leo was doing the bi-weekly payroll. He knocked on the door. Leo looked up and said, "Oh, Sal, come on in." Sal stepped in, saying, "Yeah. You said that if I ever needed to talk I could come to you?" "Yeah, sure. Close the door if you want and have a seat." Sal closed the door, then sat in the seat opposite Leo. "So what's up?" "It's just... You remember me telling you about that incredible girl who managed to dominate me?" "Yeah." "Well, we spent a few weeks together, and now, well, I plan on becoming a permanent part of her life." "Sounds good, so what's the problem?" "She's only willing to let me in if I agree to make a few... changes." "Well, I can't say I agree with that. I've never been a big fan of changing for the sake of someone else, but it's your life. What kind of changes are we talking about?" "That's the rub. She wants me to become... a girl." Leo's eyes widened. "A girl? As in sex change?" "Basically. Everything but the final operation to give me a vagina." "Hormones, too?" "Uh-huh." "You realize that intensive hormone therapy has certain... side effects?" "Uh-huh. She explained all of that." "And you still want all of that?" "Uh-huh." "Sounds like you've got your mind made up. What did you want to talk to me about?" "Well, my job. As in, will I still have it through and beyond my change?" Leo sat back in his chair. "Officially, I don't give a rat's ass." "Unofficially?" "This is a small town, Sal. You do this in public, while you're working here, and there isn't going to be anyone in town that doesn't know about it. You'll become public spectacle number one. You won't get fired, I'll see to that, but you may wind up having to quit because of the embarrassment." "So, what do you suggest?" "You've got two weeks paid vacation coming up, plus, you've worked here more than long enough to earn the company's 6 month emergency leave time. I suggest you use both. I have no idea how long this is going to take, but it'll give you some time away. Now look, Sal, no one but me sees the company records. Officially, we can say you go on emergency leave and decide not to return. Instead your cousin whatever your name will be-" "Selena." "Your cousin Selena comes to fill your post at the store. Nobody knows about your... changes." "But the 6 month leave is unpaid time. How am I going to pay for my apartment?" "Well, worst comes to worst, you can pack your stuff in storage and get a new apartment once you get done. Can't this woman help?" "I could ask." "Good. But there's something else you should know about." "What?" "The store is being sold. I haven't said anything, because I've been personally assured that the company making the purchase plans on making no changes to the way we run the store. But the new bosses will have access to the records, and I have no idea what their feelings towards transsexuals will be. Officially, they can't fire you for this, but we both know that if an owner or manager really wants to find a reason to fire someone, official don't count for dick." "Thanks for warning me." "Hey, no problem. You sure you want to do this?" "I'm sure." "Okay, man. Look, you ever need someone to help you out, no matter what the reason, you call me, okay?" "Yeah, I will. Thanks." Sal left the office and went to the employee lounge. Luckily no one else was there as he used the phone to make a collect call to Charity. After telling Charity about what Leo had suggested, she said, "I think it's a wonderful idea. Frankly I was worried about this taking longer than it had to, since we'd only be together for 2 and a half days a week. This'll give me more than enough time to do a great job on you! You won't even recognize yourself when I get done with you." "But what about my apartment here?" "Oh, I can easily cover the rent. Hell, I could buy the building." "You'd do that for me?" "Of course. Selena, I don't want you feeling trapped. I want this to be a pleasant time for you. I want you to be happy in your new life as Selena. You'll always have access to your car and your apartment, in case you ever... want to leave. But I hope to make it so you won't want to leave." Sal smiled widely. "Thank you." "Any time, lover. What time do you get off today?" "As soon as I can get done cleaning after we close at 9." "How long will that take?" "Depends on the section I'm in. Could be anywhere from 20 minutes to an hour." "Okay, as soon as you get finished call me." "Okay. And Charity?" "Yes, dear?" "I love you." "I love you, too." Sal went to work, humming and singing all day. During his break, he filled out the paperwork for his vacation and the emergency leave he was going to take. At the end of the day, he cleaned up his area in record time, then called Charity. "So how long will it take you to get here?" she asked. "About an hour." "Good. I'll see you at about 10 then." Sal then proceeded to break every speed law between the store and Charity's home. He arrived slightly before 10, and was sent straight upstairs by the security guard. As soon as he entered Charity's home, he looked around for her, and saw her at the top of the stairs. She was wearing a beautiful, blue sun dress with matching blue shoes. "Selena! You got here early. I'm so glad to see you." She ran down the stairs and literally swept Sal off his feet and kissed him deeply. Sal felt so small when she did that, but so safe and happy at the same time. "Good evening, Charity." "Good evening, Selena. Are you ready for the first day of the rest of your life as a woman?" "Yes, ma'am." "Good." She set him down, took his hand and walked him to the dining room. There, on top of a silver tray, were two glasses filled with a liquid and a pill of some kind. Charity handed him the pill and one of the glasses. "This is your first hormone treatment. Take this and there's no getting out without getting entirely out." Sal popped the pill in his mouth, and downed it with half the glass of liquid, which turned out to be sparkling cider. Charity smiled. She then clinked her glass against Sal's and said, "Cheers." She then sipped her glass while Sal drank from his. When they were finished, she set her glass down, took Sal's face in hand, and kissed him. "Come on. Let's go upstairs." As they walked, Sal asked, "Where's Julie?" "I sent her away for the night. Tonight. It's just you and me." "Oh." "You sound disappointed." "It's just... I wish she'd let me be her friend. I am kind of intruding on her." Charity smiled. "Oh, you are just too precious. But you can be her friend starting tomorrow. Tonight, I want you all to myself." "Thank you, ma'am." Charity walked the two of them upstairs to her bedroom. As soon as they were through the door, she ordered Sal, "Undress me." Sal quickly unzipped her dress, and helped her out of it. He carefully folded it and laid it on the seat of a chair. He then took off Charity's slip, and, with equal care, placed it atop her dress. He then took off her bra, and using his tongue, licked every inch of her breasts, paying special attention to her nipples. After finishing on her breasts, he slowly licked down her stomach, till he reached her panties. He grabbed the base and pulled them down her legs, kissing her just above the elastic in its downward path. He then waited for Charity to lift her legs out of the panties and gently laid them and the bra on the chair. He then returned to a kneeling position in front of Charity and licked gently at her cock till it was nice and hard. Then, with a speed born of practice, he deftly swallowed her cock. Once she was all the way inside him, he shot his tongue into her cunt, and, while moving up and down on her dick, licked and stroked the inside of her cunt. Charity moaned. "Oh, god, I love that tongue of yours." Sal, although appreciative of her compliment, continued his tongue work on her, and soon had the joy of tasting her feminine juices, both from her cunt and her dick. Sal then looked up and saw an idyllic smile on Charity's face. She took his face in hand and lifted him up to her. Charity proceeded to undress him, for the first time ever doing most of the work herself. Then, she leaned over and kissed him, while pressing him back onto the bed. Once on his back, he started to spread his legs, assuming that Charity wanted to fuck him, but she said, "No, hun. Tonight, you fuck me. At least first." Then she winked at him. He pulled his legs back together, as she climbed up on the bed and straddled his hips. She took his dick and held it as she slowly lowered herself onto him. Once all of him was inside her, she took his hands and placed them on her breasts. He rubbed and stroked her in the ways he knew she liked as she proceeded to ride him. And, although he was the one inside her, she was the one controlling the action, and Sal still felt like he was the one being fucked. They moved together, loving, stroking, and fucking until they came together, Charity falling atop Sal after her orgasm. As they lay together, just cuddling, Charity said, "Sal," which surprised him. This was the first time since she had renamed him that he had heard her refer to him as anything other than Selena. "Yes?" "Sal, I want this to work." "So do I." "Then you need to do something. It's going to be hard, and I expect you to try even if you don't succeed." "What is it?" "You have to start thinking of yourself as Selena. We can make all the changes to your body that money will allow, but if you don't change yourself," Charity tapped on Sal's forehead, "up here," then she tapped his chest, "and in here, then you won't be able to get as much out of this as you can." "I'll try." "Good. The hormones will help. They'll help to influence your thinking pattern. But a big step..." "Yes?" "Make an effort not to think of yourself as anything but Selena. Don't respond to Sal, or write it, and try to think of yourself as Selena." "Okay. I'll try." "Good. Now, Selena, what would you like to do now?" "I... I want to feel you inside me. I want to lay on my back, and have you fuck me." Charity kissed Sal/Selena. "Okay, hun, on your back." Sal quickly got on his back (trying to think of it as her back), and pulled his (her) legs open and up to his (her) chest. Charity got between Sal's legs, put her dick to his (her) ass, leaned forward, kissed him (her), and started to press in. Selena moaned (somehow it was a lot easier to think of herself as a girl when on her back being loved by Charity) and pulled Charity further into her. The two kissed as Charity pumped into the ass of her sub. Selena's hands found Charity's breasts, and massaged them. The two of them moved together until Selena came underneath Charity, moaning and screaming wildly. Selena asked for a break, but Charity, not having had her orgasm, kept going, and before she knew what was happening, Selena was hard again, and bucking and thrashing underneath Charity. Selena came again, but this time begged Charity not to stop. And Charity didn't stop. Didn't stop until she came, that is. Once she did, she pulled out of Selena. "Oh, ma'am, please stick it back in me," Selena begged. "Not quite, dearie." Selena whimpered. "Relax, love. I'm not going to leave you hanging. But close your eyes." Selena did as she was ordered, and felt Charity move on the bed, heard a drawer open and close, then felt Charity's warm cunt envelop her cock. But there was something slightly different about the feel of it. At first, Selena thought that maybe Charity was having her service Julie or some other woman, but then heard Charity say, "Open your eyes, hun." Selena opened her eyes and saw Charity's back. Charity had straddled Selena's hips, but in a way she never had before, facing away from Selena. "Now hold off, Selena. Cum with me." "May I... massage your buttocks, ma'am?" "Yes, dearie, you may." Selena reached up and started to rub Charity's behind. Then she felt a pressure at her ass as something pressed into her. She knew there was no way it could be Charity's dick. First, there was no way she could bend it that far around to have both her cunt around Selena's cock, and her dick in Selena's ass. Second, what was entering Selena's ass was much thicker than Charity's thin dick. Selena wondered what it was till she heard a small click and felt the thing start to vibrate inside of her. Selena moaned as Charity started to move the vibrator in and out of her. It took all the control she had not to cum immediately. She then redoubled her efforts on Charity. But she still wondered if she could hold off till Charity came and was pleased with herself when she managed to do just that, cumming at the same time as Charity. When they were finished, Charity climbed off and lay beside Selena. Selena said, "Thank you, Mistress." "Don't. Don't ever call me that." Selena thought about it and said, "May I call you Milady? Charity just seems too informal." "I'd prefer Charity, but if you must, Milady will do." "Then,... Charity, why do you have such a problem with the title Mistress?" Charity thought about it then sighed. "You remember me telling you about the boy who pushed me out of his car when he found out about my cock?" "Yes, ma'am." "Well, he never told anyone about it. I figured he was just too embarrassed to admit he had been attracted to me. It was shortly after I started dominating my uncle that the man started pestering me for another date. I turned him down, thinking he thought he was doing me some kind of favor, but he kept pestering me for a date. Finally, after he asked me one time for a date, I took him in my arms and whispered in his ear that the only way he was going to get another date was for him to take me back to the same lookout point where he had left me before, then let me fuck him up the ass, figuring that'd keep him from ever bothering me again. Imagine my surprise when he accepted even before I let him go. "Well, after I got finished fucking him on that first date, he begged me for another. I told him that in order to get any more dates with me he'd have to agree to be my secret slave. He agreed, and after that, whenever he was available, he had to come over to my house and serve me in any and every way I wanted. I had him fuck me, get fucked by me, get fucked by my uncle, suck both me and my uncle, and always call me Mistress. "But one day, he just snapped. I don't know whether I had pushed him too far because of my anger towards him, or he wasn't prepared to accept his own submissiveness, or both, or neither, but, one day, when my uncle wasn't there, he attacked me. I woke up in the hospital a few hours later, my uncle having rushed me there when found me at home unconscious and bloody. "The boy's parents tried to use the fact that I was a hermaphrodite to blackmail my uncle into not pressing charges or doing anything about it, but my uncle had been smart enough to insist that everything we did together was taped with a secret video camera. My uncle showed his parents copies of the originals, and told them that if they put the boy in therapy, he wouldn't reveal the tapes, but that if they tried to embarrass me by revealing my secret, then everything went public. So they got him into therapy, and my secret stayed secret. "And that's why I don't like the term Mistress. It reminds me of all the mistakes I made with him. That's also why I won't let anyone make snap decisions, because I let him make snap decisions about being with me." "Did you ever find out what happened to him later?" Charity smiled an evil smile. "After my uncle died and I inherited his fortune, I looked for the punk. I found him, of all places, working in a gay S&M club, as a waiter and a performer. I bought the place then made him an offer. Either get fired and blackballed from any decent place ever again, or submit to breast implants and go to work at a place I owned that catered to men who like chicks with dicks. To be honest, he doesn't look very much like a girl. Just like a big guy with tits. But some guys are turned on by that, and he actually seems happier now." Selena was silent for a few seconds. "Charity?" "Yes, dear?" "What's going to happen to me?" "We've discussed that. You'll grow breasts, your dick will shrink and become harder and harder to get hard-" "No, I mean to me... to... us?" "Oh, hun, you're scared, aren't you?" "A little." "My little Selena, now that you have started on the path I have laid out for you, you will have a place with me as long as you want it. I will care for you, and protect you, and love you." "You make me feel so safe, Charity." "Thank you, dearie. Now, would you like more sex tonight?" "No thanks. I've already cum more times than I thought I could tonight. I just want to sleep with you." Charity smiled and cuddled up with her little Selena. ********** TWO MONTHS LATER... Selena woke up, and went through her morning ritual of checking herself out in the mirror. Sometimes, it seemed like she was seeing someone new every day, others it seemed like she was watching grass grow. Today was one of those latter times. For the last few days there had been no perceivable changes to her body, but Charity had told her to expect that. She thought about the changes she had undergone. She had responded quickly to the hormones. After only a few days, she noticed that her chest was much more sensitive. After two weeks, she started noticing definite growth, and she now had something she could call breasts. No more than A cup, really, but definitely there. And with diet and strong corsets, her waist had shrunk a bit (not that she had ever had a big waist to begin with) from 28 down to 26. Selena had wanted things to go faster, but Charity told her that her transformation was proceeding at a fine rate. Selena had lost the use of her dick a month ago, but didn't miss it at all. Strangely enough her enjoyment of sex had actually grown since before starting her transformation. She had been shocked and amazed the first time she had experienced an orgasm without her dick growing hard, but had loved it every time since. Her mental transformation had proceeded at a similar rate. It had taken some time to get used to thinking of herself as a woman and only responding to her new name, not to Sal. But just a few days ago, Charity had called to her with her old name (she did that regularly as a test), and Selena hadn't responded. And it was more than just making herself not respond, she had actually not realized Charity was talking to her when her old name was used. Selena also felt herself growing interested in more feminine pursuits. Clothing, make-up, proper accessorization, that sort of thing. And it was more than just a general knowledge of these things. Working in a store, Sal had learned more about these items than Charity or Julie had, at least from a brand/quality view. But now Selena knew more than she thought she could about matching not only colors but styles of her outfits and accessories. The only downside to her time, so far, had been Julie. She never did anything blatant or overt, but she made it very clear (particularly when Charity was on a business trip) that Selena was not a welcome presence in her eyes. Selena quickly dressed in her maid's uniform and went downstairs. It was her day to prepare breakfast. One of the amazing things in Selena's change was that she had picked up a love of cooking, something she had never much liked as Sal, much less been good at. She prepared Belgian waffles with fresh fruit for three, then waited for Charity and Julie to come down. When they did, Selena helped Charity into her chair with her usual, "Good morning, Milady," and got her usual glare from Julie. This had been a problem between the two of them, for Julie felt as Selena did, that constantly using Charity's name was too informal, but, unlike Selena, Julie had never found a suitable alternative to "Mistress" which Charity despised, and Julie resented Selena for having done what she hadn't. "Good morning, Selena." Selena moved to try to help Julie, but as usual, she had taken her seat too quickly Selena took her seat, and asked, "What are today's plans, Milady?" "I have something special planned today. For both of us. And don't ask what. It's a surprise." "Yes, ma'am." Selena wondered what Charity had planned. The first time she said that was on the occasion of Selena's first trip to the salon. The second time was when she took Selena to get her ears pierced. The third time was when she had taken Selena for her first all day shopping trip as Selena. All three times Selena had been scared out of her wits, but every time, it had turned out to be one of the most pleasant experiences she had. Trips to the salon were a weekly thing now. Selena loved the look of earrings in her ears. And, although she wasn't an outgoing person (never had been), had no problem going out in public, even liking the stares she got from some men. "After breakfast I want you to get dressed in something nice. Nothing too fancy, but something for when you'll be seen by lots of people." "Uhm, okay." As Selena ate, she mentally went through her outfits, trying to decide which to wear. She hadn't decided which to wear, even as she went upstairs, but as soon as she opened her closet, she knew what she wanted to wear. A tight, powder blue number that looked great on her. It'd require her waist cincher, but it was definitely worth it. She got dressed, including her padded bra and 3" heels (she hated heels, but loved the way her legs looked in them), applied her make-up, and came down the steps. Charity was waiting by the steps and whistled when she saw Selena. "You look astounding, my love." Selena blushed. "Thank you, ma'am." "Shall we go?" Charity led Selena down to the garage, got into the car, and drove them from the building. Selena was terribly curious, and kept asking where they were going, but Charity always replied with, "You'll see." Selena was mystified. She watched as the city rolled by. Of course, not knowing the city, she had no idea where she was going. Finally, Charity pulled into the parking lot of the State DMV. They got out and went inside. Selena thought Charity was here for herself, but she pushed Selena into the "By Appointment" line, then handed her three pieces of paper. Selena looked at them, as she went through the line. One was a fake birth certificate, with the name "Selena Lewis" on it. The second was an application for a driver's license, filled out for Selena, again. The third was a fake learner's permit, again, for Selena. She got to the front of the line, and the clerk asked her, "Can I help you?" "Uh, I have an appointment." "Well, that would be why you're in the "By Appointment" line. What's the name?" "Selena Lewis." The clerk tapped a few buttons on the computer and said, "Here you are. 11 o'clock. The testers are running a little behind, but expect to take your test around 11:30." Selena nodded and sat down to think. She wondered if she should be doing this. It was one thing to go through your day calling yourself something else, but to put a fake name on an official state document? That was some kind of crime, wasn't it? Fraud, maybe, or falsifying documents, or something. Was Sal really willing to commit a crime in order to be Selena? More importantly, to be what Charity wanted? She looked over to Charity. Charity smiled at her, and she just melted inside. Yes, she would do this. She still wasn't sure about the illegality of it, but if it was what Charity wanted, she would do it. She waited till shortly after 11:30 when her name was called. She took her test with Charity's car, then went through the rigmarole and finally got her license. She had wondered why this was being done at this particular time, but when she saw the name "Selena" above an official sex of female (Well, of F) on the license, part of her just felt so mushy, and, well, happy. While staring at the license, she heard Charity say, "Welcome to the world of drivers, Selena." Selena smiled. "It's such a small thing, but..." "But it makes you feel... official." Selena nodded. Then she handed the keys back to Charity. "Thanks." But Charity didn't take the keys. "Uh-uh. You drive." "Okay, but, without my map, I don't know the roads real well." "Do you know them well enough to get to Chez Pierre's? I feel like celebrating with you. Unless you don't want to?" "Oh, no, Charity. I'd love that!" And, although she didn't want to seem greedy, she loved it when Charity treated her to Chez Pierre's. It was one of the most expensive restaurants in town, and Selena thought the food divine, but, despite the fact that it was part of Charity's extensive holdings, Selena always felt a little guilty about eating there, about having Charity give her such a treat, and never suggested it. They returned to the car, and Selena drove them to the restaurant. They ate and laughed, Selena never having felt more girlish. It was the end of the meal when Charity dropped the bombshell. "Hun, I hate to do this to you. I know we were planning on spending tonight together, but it seems I have to go out of town on a business trip tonight." "Oh." "But don't worry. I'll be back in two... three days, tops. And we'll spend my first night back together. Okay?" Actually, it wasn't spending the night alone that upset Selena. It was spending the night alone with Julie. As much as Selena tried, Julie just refused to be friendly. But Selena didn't want to cause waves, so she just said, "Okay." Charity leaned over and kissed her. "That's my girl." The two drove home together, and Charity went in to tell Julie about her business trip. "Now, Selena will make dinner tonight, so it will be your job to clean up after dinner. And I want you two to play nice tonight." Julie said, "Yes, ma'am." Selena mused inwardly, "If only that were true." If Charity wasn't around Julie wouldn't let Selena anywhere near her. Charity grabbed her travel bag and headed off to the airport. Selena made dinner as planned, but it was after dinner that the trouble started. Julie stretched, and said, "I think I'll go up and take a nap." "But Charity said you were supposed to do the clean up." "I'll do it tomorrow. Oh, wait a minute, tomorrow is your day to clean up. I guess you'll have to do it." "That's not fair!" "Oh, shut up!" "No. Milady Charity ordered you to clean up and you will clean up!" "Or you'll what?" Julie drew back her hand. "I ought to knock you on your ass just to prove I can do it." >From the door, they heard Charity's voice say, "No you ought not." They turned and saw Charity, her face contorted in anger. "Selena, go upstairs." Selena said, "Yes, ma'am," and quickly ran upstairs. Charity approached Julie, still frozen in place, her hand poised to strike someone no longer there. Julie stammered, "Ma... Ma... Ma'am, what are you doing back?" "Airport was fogged in. All flights were canceled. I suppose I could've arranged for a private charter, but I really wanted to get back and spend a night with Selena. Imagine my surprise when I come in and find you about to 'knock her on her ass'." Julie looked guiltily at her hand and put it down. "You were warned, Julie. Pack your bags." Charity started to walk away, but Julie threw herself around the hermaphrodite's legs. "Please, Mistress, no! I'll be good! Just don't send me away! I can't live without you!" Charity stopped. "I don't want you to go, Julie. But I can't trust you, anymore." "Please!" Charity thought about it. "If I can't trust you alone with her, then you won't be alone with her. When I am out of town, you will work at the Menagerie. I figure a full shift there should wear you out so much that you won't be able to contemplate any mischief. And just to make sure, Kimberly, head of security at the Sappho Club, will make sporadic visits. If she suspects anything, YOU will leave. Understand?" Julie cringed, but all she said was, "Yes, ma'am." "I'm going up to Selena's room. Now clean up, as you were ordered." Julie went back and took care of the cleaning, crying straight through. ********** THE NEXT EVENING... Charity had gone off that morning, after the fog had lifted. Julie remained quiet all day, in spite of the attempts Selena made to get her to open up. But at 2 PM, Julie left, saying only that Charity had ordered it. Selena ate dinner that night alone. The first time since starting down the road as Selena. She waited up for Julie on the couch, watching TV, not having anything else to do. It was about 1:30 AM when Julie came in. Selena saw her, hunched over and shaking, and ran to her, taking Julie in her arms. Julie tried to push her away, but was too weak. Selena said, "No, you don't. I know you don't like me, but right now you need me." Julie struggled a bit more, but finally broke down in tears, sobbing into Selena's breast. Selena carefully took her to the bathroom, ran a bath, and undressed her. Selena helped her into the tub, then took a washrag and gently cleaned her, being extra careful around the many new bruises that had appeared on Julie's body. Eventually, Julie looked up, and, with tears in her eyes, asked, "Why are you being so nice to me?" "Because you need this." "But why? I've been nothing but a royal pain towards you. Purposefully." "I know." "But why?" "Because as much as you don't want to hear it, I care about you." "But why?" "You keep asking that. Isn't it enough that I do? You and I are very much alike, Julie. We're both submissive lovers. We both love Charity. And Charity loves both of us. I don't want to drive you out, and I don't want you to feel you have to leave. Julie, I want to be your friend. All you have to do is let me in." Julie was silent throughout the rest of her bath, as Selena cleaned her and dried her off. Selena escorted her to bed, got her into a nightgown, and tucked her in. Then she gave Julie a good night kiss, and returned to her room. She changed into a nightgown of her own and got into bed. Just before she pulled the covers up, she heard a knock on her door. "Come in." Julie opened the door and stepped in. "Selena, could I... stay with you?" Selena lifted the covers. "All you had to do was ask." Julie came over and tentatively got into bed with her. The two cuddled up together. After a while, Selena asked, "Julie, where did you go today? Where did you get all these bruises?" "It's a bar called the Menagerie. Charity owns it. To call it a "meat market" would be kind. The waitresses dress up in animal costumes, but the real animals are the men who patronize the place. They paw you, fondle you, and just, in general, mistreat you. It's where Charity sends me to punish me." "Oh, you poor dear. Is there anything I can do to make it better?" Julie looked into Selena's eyes, unsure of what to say. But before she knew what was happening, she leaned forward and pressed her lips to Selena's. The kiss started lightly, but soon progressed to passionate Frenching. Their arms entwined, and they crushed their bodies together. When they broke, Julie asked, "May I suckle your breasts?" Selena smiled, sat up, and took her nightgown off. Julie briefly used her fingers to stroke Selena's breasts, eliciting a moan of pleasure from the she-male. "These are almost bigger than mine." "Do... Do you like them?" "Yes. Part of me hates to say it, but you make a beautiful woman. Even more beautiful than me, I think." "I don't think so. I think you're one of the most beautiful women I've ever met." "Really? You don't think I'm too skinny? Too small?" "Oh, no. I think you're beautiful as is." Julie smiled, leaned forward and took Selena's nipple in her mouth. She lightly sucked, soon having her fellow submissive writhing beside her. Julie pulled back, allowing the now stiff nipple to pop from her mouth. She moved over and repeated the process with the other nipple. Selena moaned, and stroked Julie's breasts. The two wriggled about on the bed, until, somehow, Selena was on her back with Julie above her. The girls were pointed in opposite directions and each had a nipple of the other in her mouth. The two loved each other that way until Julie decided to slide down her lover's body until she was right above Selena's crotch. She leaned down and kissed Selena on her member. It wasn't hard, but neither was it flaccid. She took the dick into her mouth and sucked on it. She heard Selena moan, then felt the she-male kiss her cunt, and stick her tongue deeply inside. Julie sucked on the little dick until it was hard. And hard, it was now a little less than 5 inches. As she did she felt Selena wiggle her tongue around inside her. And Selena, having more experience with cunts than Julie did with dicks (particularly those influenced by doses of female hormones), was able to get Julie to cum first. But Julie didn't want to be outdone, and redoubled her efforts on Selena. Soon Selena was shuddering and cumming, although nothing came out of her dick. After they were finished, they crawled back up and cuddled under the sheets. While nuzzling Selena's chin, Julie said, "Thank you, Selena. You were right. I needed that." "Anytime." "Selena?" "Yes?" "Did you mean it when you said you want to be my friend?" "Of course. Julie,... I love you." Julie thought for a second. "Selena?" "What?" "I'm sorry... for the way I treated you." Selena kissed Julie on the cheek. "Forgiven and forgotten." The two cuddled up and fell asleep together. Later, Selena awoke when she thought she heard a door open, but when she opened her eyes there was nothing there. She might've gotten up had Julie not made a small sound and cuddled up even closer. Selena listened for a bit, but when she heard nothing, she placed her head against Julie, and went back to sleep. Downstairs, Kimberly turned on the TV, keeping the volume low, so as not to disturb the two girls upstairs. She was amazed. Charity had told her that this was what she wanted to happen, but Kimberly thought, and had told her, that she was nuts. But here it was, less than a day, and the two subs were happily in bed together. ********** TWO DAYS LATER... Charity walked into the condo, tossing her purse on the end table where she always did. Kimberly was sitting on the couch watching TV. "Morning, Charity." "Morning, Kim. How are the girls?" "They're doing fine. I don't know how you do it, but they were together on the first night, snuggling and sleeping together peacefully. They're in the hot tub together. I switch over to the security camera every so once in a while just to make sure they're behaving, but haven't had to worry yet." "Let me see." Kimberly switched over to the security camera. Only Julie could be seen, at first. Then they saw Selena. She was completely submerged, with Julie's hands pressing down on the top of her head. It looked like Julie was drowning the girl. The two women charged into the tub room. As they entered the room, Julie threw back her head and screamed in orgasmic release. Less than a second later, Selena burst from the water. Rubbing the water from her eyes, and spitting out water, she happily exclaimed, "Told you I could do it!" Charity said, "What's going on here?" Both Julie and Selena exclaimed, "Charity!" and started to get out of the water. "No, don't bother. But what was this about?" Selena swam over to the edge of the tub next to Julie and said, "She bet me that I couldn't hold my breath long enough to use my tongue to bring her off underwater. And I said I could. And I won." "Don't rub it in," Julie said. "So now I get to both clean up and make dinner tonight. Unless, of course, you order me not to." "You bet. You lost. You pay the bill." Selena stuck her tongue out at Julie. Julie kissed towards Selena. Charity laughed. "It's good to see you two getting along finally. How about a little hot tub party, girls? Kimberly, care to join us?" "With these two lovelies? Wouldn't miss it for the world. I don't have a suit, though." "I'm sure I've got something in the guest room that'll fit you. Selena, take her upstairs, and help her dress." "Yes, ma'am." Selena leapt from the tub and went upstairs with the blonde security officer. Charity went over to the cabinets on one side of the room, and got her suit out. As she got undressed, she heard, "Ma'am?" "Yes, Julie?" "I have a confession. That time you caught me a few days ago wasn't the first time I terrorized Selena. In fact, whenever you were out of town, I kind of made an ass of myself." "I know." "You did?" "Mm-hmm. I noticed Selena being a little more withdrawn the first time I came back from a business trip, so I made her tell me why." "But if you knew, why didn't you punish me?" "Because Selena begged me not to." "She... did?" "She wanted to be your friend, and felt that if you were punished on nothing more than her word, it'd make that impossible. So she made me promise not to punish you unless I had empirical evidence of your failures." Julie looked down. "Now I feel really guilty." "Just be a friend to her. That's all she ever wanted." "Yes, ma'am." Julie thought while Charity finished getting into her suit. "Ma'am, may I ask a question?" "Of course." "You've said you intend to get breast implants for Selena." "Yes." "Well, her breasts are already as large, if not larger, than mine, but you've never mentioned implants for me. Why not? I'll get them if you want." "No, I'm content with your breasts as they are." "But then why..." "Get them for Selena?" Julie nodded. Charity looked to the door. Once she was sure Selena wasn't near, she said, "Two reasons. One, part of Selena is still Sal. I wouldn't want to get rid of him entirely, even if I could. And, like most men, Sal foolishly equates breast size with femininity. By looking down and seeing a pair of D cups hanging from his chest, it'll help him accept his feminine side." "And the second reason?" Charity came over and slid into the tub. "I happen to know that you enjoy playing with a good size pair of tits." "You were going to... For me?" "Not just for you, but yes, in part." "I... really was acting like a spoiled child, wasn't I?" Charity just smiled. Selena and Kimberly chose then to return, and slipped into the tub. Julie lurched across the tub, and plastered her lips to Selena's. "Not that I'm complaining, but what was that for?" "Just more apology for how I treated you." Selena was about to say something, but Julie kept her from saying anything by pressing their lips together again. Charity and Kim smiled and swam over to join the girls. ********** ---------- All comments, suggestions, etc. may be sent to me at jrdss@micronet.net -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----