Big gurls don’t cry..pt 4
Jason sat in his car outside the apartment building waiting for Trey to walk out. While he killed time he thought about how he drove the conversation like the skilled lawyer he was. Building it block by block he gently maneuvered Trey into wearing what he’d be sending.
Early in the week he began planting the seed timing it so he could spend Trey’s lunch break together. When he left he gave Trey some killer weed designed to loosen his protective walls to his inhibitions. The night before the two went back and forth on the phone
“Look it’s likely it’ll be just the two us Trey even though some friends said they ‘might’ stop by. How’s that weed feel?”
“It’s primo Kit I love feeling high, high high…I don’t make much money just bagging groceries…I can never afford the real good stuff.”
“You joked… said your father was so poor he made you children paint your feet black so it would look like you had shoes…that’s kind of funny.”
“Yes just kidding we weren’t that bad off…. You said it’s ok to call you by your nickname Kit right?”
“Yea my fiancé gave it to me sometimes she would joke around and call me her pussy- kit-cat or just kitten Kit. It kind of turned me on to be honest…I know it sounds a little girly but who cares right? I mean some times she would have me slip into her panties and stuff…you ever done that…oh guy I tell you…you feel pretty sexy they feel sooo smooth….I once even wore a bikini of hers…..the sex was incredible….of course she was on top.”
He could hear the pause on Trey’s end as he toked on the joint. Listening closely he thought he recognized another sound.
”I’ve worn panties a few times…I know it was wrong…I shouldn’t have done it….I stole them from my laundry room……I kinda like it Kit….I mean wearing them not stealing them. Gee that weed is fuckin' awesome….I really have a good buzz.”
“My girlfriend talked me into getting a tattoo awhile back….you know how dominant some women can be…well I just never could say no to her….I know this other dominant female, we skype on the web.…..she just seems to understand me….maybe I’ll introduce you some day.”
“Sure I know what you mean I’ve gone out with a few like that…..today’s women…so many are successful….they all seem to know just what they want.”
“I didn’t want you to be shocked when you see the tat….she picked it out…it’s got some vines with some flowers…”
Just talking to Trey he could feel ‘her’ taking over the woman within was coming out as he spoke.
“….I’ve grown to like it really…it’s on my lower back…I hope you like it too when you see it…
The end of his sentence came out softly, almost womanly….it had been happening so much from the hormones lately he wasn’t sure when yet he knew one day ‘she’ would take over completely having him leave his masculine world behind forever.
“I hope you won’t make fun of it…you know with it being pretty and all….I mean since were friends now…I think friends should share their feelings.”
“I agree Kit I bet it looks neat…I mean so it’s pretty….every one needs some beauty in their life.…... I was raised by a single mom she taught me to respect women….she had a few tat’s too….sometimes we’d just talked while she got ready to go out on weekend nights…she even let me brush her hair some times....I told her I thought she looked hot in her bra and panties and stuff…she liked that…..she used to tell me to be different then the others… you know experiment with things…especially trying things I never experienced before.”
That was the opening Jason was looking for.
“Well we both should try new things… I tell you what…you know I told you never worry about money with me and you being friends and all…in fact don’t even bring your wallet….I’ll send you a package and you’ve got to promise to wear what I’ll send Saturday when I come by to pic you up…..you’ll find you might have to ‘tuck’ things in a bit when you put it on…is it a deal friend?…and I promise to slip into something I’ve never had on before too.”
“Sure Kitty it’s a deal …oops I don’t know why I said that Kit.”
“Kitty is Ok ..my girl friend called me that and her kitten too sometimes…like I said it was a real turn on…..gee I miss her she always felt so soft to be in bed with…woman are so lucky ….they get to have nice boobies…aren’t they sexy the way they wiggle…with their nipples all pointy and stuff.”
The sound was unmistakable Kit could hear Trey was masturbating as they spoke. He pushed the conversation in a new direction before hopping off.
“I’d get so excited….like I said she was really a dominant woman…she’d put me in chastity to settle me down…she looked so sexy in her lingerie and heels…I still have most of her things….maybe I’ll show them to you Saturday.”
“…I’ll show you that too…see you Saturday …I hope you like what I’m wearing I’ll be pushing my boundaries like we both said we’d do …..the same goes for me I’m sure I’ll like what you’ll be in that I’ll send you.”
Seeing him nervously step out he pushed the passenger door to the ragtop Mercedes S series open. He’d guessed right the unique design of the thong bathing suit fit him just right.
It was from a company called ‘Koalaswim.com’
The piece in metallic blue was called ‘the clever girl’ thong. It required a male push his balls into the canal sockets and left what the company called their trademark ‘vagina front pouch’. Reshaping the penis into a beautiful and luscious little camel toe it was a distinctly effeminate look.
The loose sheer white lily cover-up had one small button near the top that most women left undone to show a hint of bosom. The sleeves ending at the elbow had the attractive feminine swimwear accessory piece stopping just below his rear end and mid-thigh in front. A half-inch cork heel the silver flats he wore had a small sprinkling of faux rhinestones moving down from the band covering the metatarsa bones to between the big toe separating it from the others.
Jason could tell Trey didn’t know whether to hold the medium sized beach carry-all by the handle or let it rest at the crux of the elbow. All he cared was that either way he looked like a girl headed out for some fun in the sun.
“This thong feels so different…now I know how a girl feels going to the pool…”
It came out sounding bashful as his hand brushed his lengthy brunette hair back off his face.
“…I’m not very big down there…I had to push things up….look….It makes it look like I have a slit…..I kinda feel horny Kit…..I mean wearing panties is one thing yet this makes me seem like I have a pussy.”
“A pussy look is good right…. I think it’s fine on you …we did want to wear something different….I’m in a one piece….I had to tuck too.”
He held open his own cover-up to show it. The sleek design of the Vera Wang bathing suit highlighted his thin frame showing the hint of a bosom that came with his pair of a-cups. Smiling he added.
“Dare to be different right….I see you used that crème I sent….doesn’t it feel nice being totally hairless?”
Nodding his head Trey looked at him silently.
“Wait your hair….you’ve changed the color…is that a blond…what do they call it?”
“Yes…platinum blond…you know that woman I told you I skype with well sometimes she gets me to push my boundaries….she suggested it…I told you I have a hard time saying no to her….why….doesn’t it look good?...I have it back in a ponytail.”
“No it looks fine…really…it’s better then fine I like it.”
The car pulled into the long driveway the minute Trey saw the house he knew Jason made a lot of money. Sipping on a few beers and smoking some weed they moved to hang out in the hot-tub after having a swim.
The two turned on seeing a woman come in to the back yard giving a wave she slid her large tote bag on to the table. The game was on.
“Hi Kit any beers around…that photo shoot was a mess.”
Sitting on the edge Trey took in the site of the gorgeous post-op trans-woman having no idea she had once been a male.
“Hi Leah…..try the cooler under the table.”
“You two need any …who’s your cute friend there….I can’t wait to join you.”
Each stepped closer Trey could see her large milky breasts sway in her bikini top. Pivoting her hips she slid onto the edge of the hot tub sitting near Trey. A brief hip turn had her arms held up broken at the elbow as she spoke.
“Baby unhook me sweetie-pie…”
It had been so long he couldn’t remember the last time he had seen a pair of naked breasts. Large and full rounded the pair were crowned with lovely large areolas and pouted nipples.
Leah turned to look at Trey letting him take in the fullness of her shapely body. Her arm swung around to rest on his shoulder as she kissed him.
“Thanks doll….is that a joint…I usually vape…can I have a hit or two Honey?...some friends of mine said they might stop by Kit.”
The woman snuggled closer to Trey while maintaining her assertiveness after Jason shook her off on wanting a hit. Not realizing it was him that was being seduced Trey could feel himself slink his shoulders in to her body as though he was trying to get smaller. At 6’ 1” she had him by a good 6” in height.
“Hey Leah…I’m here.”
The three looked over to see the pretty friend of Leah’s waving.
“Hi Jasmine honey.”
“I need to go to the ladies room.”
Jason lifted out of the tub
“I’ll go help Ms. Jasmine…be back in a bit.”
They hardly noticed he had gone when Leah kissed Trey.
“You have such soft lips…and this hair of yours….I could work wonders with it.”
It felt odd to be excited yet his ‘clever girl’ thong prevented him from showing any hardness. Leah let her hands run along his smooth legs
“That bikini bottom is so sexy…and you have the kind of legs that look good with it.”
As her hands drifted up she ran the tips of her nails along his thigh.
“….why I have half a mind to lock a collar on you and break out my leash…you remind me of a friend I haven’t seen.”
The post-op trans-woman lifted his hand to her breast pulling his thin frame closer.
“Softly baby…that’s it…I can see you are the type that obeys….”
“Miss Leah….your breasts feel amazing.”
She lifted his head and began to take his breath away as she kissed him. Pulling off she dropped her hand to his thigh.
“Oh darling it feels so nice to have someone cute to cuddle with….yes my friend…her name was Crystal…shall we play a game .…and have me call you Crystal.”
All Trey could do was nod his head ‘yes’.
As she spoke her hand ran down his leg then back up between them.
“And this little mound of yours…does my Crystal like it when I run my finger along ‘her’ pretty camel toe slit.”
“Yes Miss Leah.”
“Baby I’m a switch yet I am feeling very dominant today….call me Domina Leah….”
She let her hand hold his face by the chin
“Does my new girlfriend Crystal understand?”
“Yes miss…I mean Domina.”
Demonstrating her strength she lifted Trey up to sit on her lap. He looked down as she ran her finger on his slit.
“Oh Crystal we’ll have to teach my girl about vibrators and dildo’s.”
Leah dropped her head and let her lips swirl around his boi-nipples as her hand gently ran along the camel toe of the suit.
“Eeewwwww, ohhhhh Domina Leah…that makes me feel so sexy.”
The T-girl lifted up still holding him.
“I like my girlfriends to feel sexy. I have lots of things to help…..you ever wonder what it would feel like to have boobies?…I guarantee you’ll love how they jiggle”
All he needed was to see hers give off another wiggle to make Trey nod his head ‘yes’.
In the simple statement she had moved the transformation needle. She pivoted her hips and swung her legs over the edge of the tub.
“Come baby…be a good girl and follow me Crystal I’ll show you what I mean.”
Twenty minutes after sitting at the wrought iron outdoor table Crystal had a new look and a bikini top to wear. The matching bottom piece easily slid on to show off the camel toe as he slid into a pair of 3’strappy sandals. By the end of the day he would be blessed with feminine tan lines.
“Pull the cups of your bikini top to the side and hold them out while I do this…..close your eyes honey its going to take a minute or so…..lets have it be a surprise.”
2, 3 4 minutes went by letting the adhesive spray settle the breast forms in place adhering them to his skin.
Guiding him to the chair she spoke.
“Keep them closed your Domina isn’t done yet.”
Trey could feel the brush along his toes before next feeling something being put on his finger nails. His nostrils flared at taking in the scent of the perfume she sprayed on his chest cleavage, neck and wrists.’
“Open your eyes…. to the new Crystal Marie.”
As Trey opened them Leah moved close and kissed him full on the mouth.
“Baby I am the kind of woman who enjoys kissing her girl whenever I feel like it and you won’t be the only one today….and I like the name Marie.”
“Yes Maam…I mean…”
Leah put her finger to his painted lips.”
“Maam works too Honey…You’ll find I am a dominant woman who enjoys grooming her girl into what she can be….I’m not a tyrant.”
The moment he moved he could feel them on his chest.
“Look my boobies…they stay on….I have breasts.”
He couldn’t help but give off a wiggle enjoying the sensation.
“It’s the next best thing sweetie….I told you you’d like them.”
His hands lifted taking in his faux fingernails polished in red. Looking up he saw Leah holding a hand mirror she’d taken from her oversized tote bag.
“I’m so beautiful…my hair it looks pretty the way you styled it.”
“Lets have you stay out of the pool the rest of the day to keep it that way. Here I need to adjust your bikini top Crystal.”
His face so pretty he smiled that smile submissive girls do when they need to hear someone reassure them they’re pretty.
“Just like a girl….. you like that when I talk about your bikini and bra’s…now yours needed some underwire to hold up your big boobies….lift your arms up…. your bra should remain anchored and not shift when you are showing off your smooth underarms but with a bikini top you want a little looseness……see how you fill the cups without bulging over the top…I run my fingers underneath your bra band …it should be parallel to your body front and back …you’ll get a better more even tan that way.”
Though he didn’t know it was called that his eyes spotted the BDSM collar on the table.
“It’s up to you Crystal Marie. I’ll not force you….truly it can only be done willingly for it to mean anything….You can either ask me to collar you as you kneel before your Domina Leah or we’ll remain cordial yet you’ll find me ignoring you the rest of the day.”
Crystal Marie slid onto his knees without speaking. He felt Leah lift his chin up.
“Please collar me Domina Leah.”
“You have much to learn my pet from Jasmine an me…a whole new world awaits… you will discover a feminine life brings with it many a joy mingled with moments of sacrifice….and remember ….big gurls don’t cry…”
Bending to kiss her new protégé she added.
“That is unless they are being spanked by their Domina….that reminds me honey bend over hands on the table it’s time you’re plugged.”
Lurching forward on feeling it Crystal let his finger touch the anal plug hidden behind the latex strip of his thong once it was slipped in.
Moments later through the open French doors Jasmine led ‘Lucille’ teetering in 4” platform heels out to the pool loosely holding the leash on his collar.
“I need a smoke and a shot of ‘Jackie’ Daniels.”
“Right over here ‘Jazz’.”
Tarted up, Crystal stared at how hyper-feminine the collared Jason looked.
“Kit? Is that you? ….you look so beautiful.”
Jasmine let fly with a slap across Crystals face. Like any other bitch slap it was just hard enough to sting yet girlish enough it made one wonder what it would feel like if they could get their pretty butt spanked with the same enthusiasm.
If he didn’t know if she was as dominant as his Leah was he did now.
“Kit’s her nick name sweetie…..call her Lucille.”
Jasmine looked at her friend Domina Leah.
“That cutie looks delicious…..I love her camel toe look.”
“This is Crystal Marie.”
Leah whispered to Crystal.
“Give her a kiss and say you’re sorry.”
Trey slithered up in his heels and kissed her cheek.
“I’m sorry Maam.”
“That’s alright honey….lets have you and Lucille pose for some pictures.”
Lucille looked at Crystal pursing his lips into a smile he turned in the bikini to show off the lower back flower. Calling it a ‘nip-slip’ his left nipple popped out accidently. Lucille smiled then adjusted the bathing suit bra straps letting Crystal see his a-cup breasts were real and were making their way into ‘b-cups’.
End of part 4….