'Those were the days ...' pt 5
The sign out front of the upscale women’s boutique read ‘Freudian slips…’ underneath the purposeful punctuation and words ‘…camisoles and other intimate wear delights’…. proprietor Helga Freud. The woman had a face that unfortunately looked like a broken in well-worn catchers mitt yet Helga knew the lingerie business. The rise of male’s turned trans and the expanding community of Cd’s had her hiring some of their ilk to her sales staff.
Jennifer Jackson gave a brief look at the wedding and engagement rings on her finger as she gently folded the panties keeping the rows of colors in line. Beneath his pair of pink hipsters his penis remained benign locked away until master chose other wise. How had it come to this? Now working as an attractive 42 year old Cd sales-woman or better said t-girl it was only a mere five years earlier he had been just another guy at a gymnasium.
There were days he pondered the question and others when he was too caught up in his developing femininity to pay it no mind. It wasn’t a bad life on the contrary most days he truly enjoyed being a beta Cd femme wife to his BDSM master of a husband. A career in accounting had given him the money to join the all male club being newly arrived in town he wanted to make some fresh business contacts if not friends.
Heath Jackson was pure alpha-virile male and took notice of the newbie member lifting in the corner of the exclusive athletic club. He enjoyed getting up before sunrise to often find the club near empty. Talented at creating conversation had been one of the many skills that made him wealthy.
The first few weeks he would wave a hello at the new member and keep to his workout regimen alone. Once in the shower room he would time it so that he was walking in after the grind to see Jan Smith when he was exiting the shower naked.
A crisp hundred to the club’s locker-room manager Willie had the new members locker assigned three down from his. The older more homophobic members branded the area ‘boystown’. First names exchanged the usual male chatter soon followed…who won what game…what was the chance interests rates would rise….how was the workout?..got any favorite bars? Heath would wait until Jan was sitting never missing a chance to display his impressive member at 9” with thick girth it put Jan’s smallish looking 5” to shame.
The day he spotted the shorter and less muscled Jan struggling with a long piece of a barbell he swooped in to help.
“Shouldn’t do too much there Jan…..short reps work just as well some days…..you need a spotter…next time give me a wave. I’ll help.”
“You’re right Heath. I think I may have stretched a ligament or something.”
It was the opening Heath was on the lookout for.
“I have some special powders my personal trainer gave me…they’ll help in recovering…it takes time using them there aren’t any quick fixes….let’s head into the shower and we’ll talk about it.”
The first time alone in the semi-private shower space Jan really saw just how much larger Heath was then him. It was from nervousness that out slipped from his mouth ‘what’s that oil you’re using?…is that a body wash your using on your thighs?...geez my lower back hurts a little.”
“It’s half cream and half body oil… a special mix I use to use when lifting in competitions …it does take off ones hair yet makes my thigh muscles glistened…judges like that while it also invigorates the skin tissue…..turn around for a sec….”
Jan had always been of the ‘George Costanza school of ‘only a female’ touches my body yet It was too late for him to deflect.
Heath’s hands lower down rubbing Jan’s lower back he knew once his hands started rubbing Jan would grow use to them touching his body as he kneaded the sore muscles.
“Yes I kind of feel it going to work…it makes it tingle…”
Jan didn’t really think much of it as he added.
“….that would feel good all over the way I feel right now.”
“Ok Jan …like I was saying ‘Creatine’ can help yet my PT makes up a batch of powders….I mean everyone’s a little different yet you should take them though it’s not an exact science….you’ll need to do it every day. Sit I’ll do your back with the lotion…like I said it makes you lose your…”
Heath didn’t get the sentence all the way out.
“That sure feels good…. I can feel my skin energized…it seems to like it Heath.”
Smart enough not to push it Heath more told than suggested Jan do his own crotch area. The hair swirling down the drain as the water pelted him Jan discovered he was now hairless as they toweled off. Stifling the feeling of getting an erection Heath saw how feminine his new friend’s body looked without hair.
“Geez I didn’t really think about it …you were right …look I’m hairless….what will the other guys say…..no pubes either.”
His hands went up and pushed his longish hair back while he gave a worried look at Heath.
“Who cares…I never worry about what others are saying…besides they’re too busy thinking about them selves.”
Standing next to him he watched Jan take the watery mix of powders drinking all of it down. Heath felt a blast of alpha maleness witnessing the first dosages of female hormones, estrogen and t-blockers enter Jan’s bloodstream. The mix would also have the hair on his head grow like wildfire.
The BDSM master would lay the groundwork for asserting his dominance in the days ahead. He firmly spoke.
“I’ll watch to make sure you don’t lift…you don’t want to do any more damage to those ligaments…its body sculpting and toning for you….besides you’d look good losing a little weight…the powders will help with that.”
Jan looked in the mirror…his small penis compared to Heath’s 9”….his hairless body…..the first jolt of estrogen and t-blockers in his endocrine network…all had him replying submissively.
“Thanks Heath….I appreciate it.”
Like clockwork they went about their early morning workout routine over the next weeks near three and a half months later Heath was ready to stake his claim after seeing how diminished Jan’s frame was.
He flipped the locker room attendant two hundo ‘keep an eye on the monitor you know when to come in Willie.”
The gay fellow smiled ‘sure thing Mr. Heath sir’.
Once Jan entered the locker room Heath knew Willie would keep others away with a call to the front desk ‘working on a problem with the water so no one goes in the gym until I let you know’.
Down 39 pounds Jan was a shell of his old look. To him self he couldn’t explain why yet he felt a level of gentleness he never had before. Besides that he always seem to be obeying Heath when asked to fetch a towel or a drink of water or something.
Just that morning the two shared a laugh when Heath showed him a pair of woman’s panties ‘had a girl up here one night…looks like she forgot something’. Right after saying it her rubbed his balls and gave a brief stroke of his long cock ‘once a submissive gets a taste of this they can’t say no’.
3 weeks earlier Heath had surprised him with a new pair of workout shorts and top for Jan. Something one might wear in the Caribean islands the soft floral colors were distinctly different then Heath’s masculine looking gym clothing.
The trip to the shower room had Jan following closely behind like a puppy. Heath reached his hand back and took hold of Jan’s letting him feel his strong grip.
“Lets try a light steam…something to get the sweat going….”
“Yea sure Heath…”
Almost delicately Jan stepped over the short 3” high cement of the entrance-way. As he did he felt Heath’s hand lower to caress his bottom. Jan had gotten used to being hairless and now liked it often moisturizing in the evening at home alone in his rented 2 bedroom apartment.
“You know Jannie your hair looks nice …what with you growing it out and all.”
Jan could sense it he felt certain he was going to be seduced by Heath and there was little he could do about it.
Turning his back his hand came up and slid the hair back behind his ears before he let both his hands rest along the back wall palm side facing down. He looked up at the large muscle bound beefy male.
“It just keeps growing wild Heath I must have picked up 3 or 4 inches…its almost at my shoulders…but like you told me to….. I didn’t have it trimmed back at all.”
Heath slowly moved closer.
“Is it me or are your lips fuller…..give me a pout with them babe…”
A mere foot away Jan looked at him.
“Oh Heath…..what are we going to….”
“No ….I think it should be Mr. Heath or even Sir…don’t you babe?”
The moment the 2nd babe came out Jan’s 5” started to grow hard.
“How interesting Jannie likes being called babe…..kind of girlish of you I’d say.”
Heath gave off a few pumps to Jan’s penis as he slid close and kissed him before pulling back to stare with a look of bemusement. It was part of the fun for him …to have his strength hold sway when converting a ‘newbie’.
The struggle brief almost hesitant Jan felt his arms go up between them his hands feigning a push on the broad chest of Heath. 3 or 4 maybe 5 seconds later they collapsed inward too weak to prevent the closeness with Heath moving nearer. His only defense now was words….yet those too were weak and inconsequential.
‘No…I’m a straight guy….I’m not gay…… I thought you liked women….”
Heath let his hand caress the soft hairless skin and lifted nipples turned firm as it slid across on Jan’s chest. Penis against penis their swords crossed though Jan’s smaller dick now moved up along the lower part of his tummy as though it too gave in conceding to something much thicker and longer.
“Are you sure you’re not gay?....that little thing between your legs looks like it wants to come out and play….we shouldn’t call it a cock…..it doesn’t even compare it to my specimen of malehood…..go ahead touch it…you know you want to….it has its appeal to you”
Heath watched as Jan lowered his hand reaching out much a like a woman might his fingers upside down softly slid along the hard shaft.
Heath half smirked the dominant side within him bringing the look on his face as he commented.
“Your touch….it’s soft…it feels feminine…as to your comment…I do like women ….I can see the potential in you…..thin…hairless…smooth body, weak arms pretty butt…you’re going to keep getting thinner….even take on curvature…I’ll guarantee it….go ahead shake your head…you like having long hair…”
Pursing his lips he looked girlish as Jan shook his damp hair.
“See how you didn’t hesitate to obey…..feminine ….submissive….attractive ….obedient…all the traits I like to see in a woman."
Right it off to the gift of estrogen that was making them hyper sensitive.
Jan looked at Heath as his mouth slid onto his areola. His nipple being teased and toyed with Jan felt Heath’s hand slide along the curve of his bottom. Jan’s hand came up resting on Heath’s head in back and gently held it in place. The rough feel of the lips to his nipple contrasted with its softer skin. He couldn’t explain the reason as a gentle girly squeal of delight came from him.
He didn’t know why he did it yet he spread his legs wider. He felt so much like a woman after he’d done it. The finger slid in between the slit of his ass cheeks. Moments later a single finger slipped inside him in search of his p-spot of a male g-spot. Jan lurched his body closer to Heath’s as though wanting to be as one.
A tightening of his arms muscles acting as a reminder had Heath press his hands on the shoulder tips of Jan. He felt himself being lowered to his knees. Looking straight ahead he reached out knowing it was now his duty to touch the cock of Heath with his mouth. A shake of his long hair had him tilting his head in a feminine manner. With his eyes closed his lips slid on to the stiff cock. Soon the oral fixation so many males have kicked into gear.
Heath maintained an even strain.
“That’s it baby…I see some changes coming your way in the weeks and months ahead…. very nice lick my balls…let me here you say ‘yes daddy’.
Jan held the cock at the base almost unconsciously he kept stroking it with his other hand as he looked up at his new master.
“You’re a virgin aren’t you honey….no one has been inside your pussy yet have they?”
Jan pulled back still stroking the hard cock.
“No daddy ….sir.
“Use the word pussy when answering that question babe.”
“Yes sir….no one has been in my pussy daddy.”
“Ok show me what a cute little cocksucker you are Jannie….why I have half a mind to turn you trans.”
There he’d said it…he could now bridge the gap of what had already been covertly started.
Contemplating the words Jan licked his tongue along the shaft as he slithered his mouth up the hard piece.
“Yes…..have you learn how nice having a lovely set of c-cups feels like.”
Soft and gentle the months of moisturizing paying dividends the pads of Jan’s fingers lightly touched the cock while he continued to stroke Heath.
“We’ll start those changes later today…from now on you’ll grow your fingernails out and have regular mani’s and pedi’s….I’m glad you work from home it will make things easier.”
Muffled some-what by the cock Heath heard the soft voice reply.
Jan let one hand move out thin and weak losing their male musculature his arm lifted only to have Jan give a tweak to his own nipple he thought might have been growing.
Heath bent down and lifted Jan easily into his arms and massive chest.
“Time I deflower that pussy…put a couple of towels down and get on all fours.”
Facing the door he replied.
One foot on the ground for leverage the other leg bent at the knee Heath slid his cock slowly in after lubing-up Jan.
1” 2” then 3” Heath pulled out spreading more lube on before moving the hard cock back in. 4” 5” then 6” The BDSM master held still wanting Jan to adjust to the size knowing he wouldn’t give him all 9” this first time. A few more minutes was all it took for ‘Jannie’ to feel impaled by the stiff rod more lube added Heath was now intent on driving the action.
Jan held still how many women had felt the same way taking a cock of a male dominant? Heath had staying power thrust after thrust let Jan know he would be the sub to ‘Daddy’s’ wishes.
Just then the door to the steam room opened. Heath didn’t hesitate he kept right on fucking Jan.
“Sir I’ve fixed that problem…the hot water is working in the showers.”
“Good…I’ll throw you a tip later….I tell you what….. slide your sweats off and play with your penis Willie…get it nice and hard.”
The gay attendant didn’t need to be told twice. He took to stroking his cock.
“Tell me …you think my babe here would make a good woman?....I kind of think t-girls are hot.”
Just talking about it made Willie even harder.
“Yes sir…I’m only into guys yet I think she would….They say once a male goes trans they become quite submissive and very obedient….at least all the transgirls at the clubs I go to say that.”
Heath leaned down and spoke to Jan.
“Baby suck him off…I want him to spoosh all over your face when he climaxes.”
It took a only a few minutes of being sucked off before Willie slid his cock out of the mouth of Jan. Holding it still he spilled his seed letting it cheek-splatter before falling down Jan’s chin.
Alone once more Heath felt his cock starting to sieze-up his grip tight he held Jan at the waist and let his cream come inside his new lover.
At the locker Jan looked at Heath as he held the pair of woman’s panties.
“Panties from now on….out in public will go with Jen….I see you as a Jennifer honey.”
A quick kiss to Heaths cheek had Jan responding.
“Yes sir…Jennifer….I like it daddy.”
A week later he had the name Jennifer intertwined with a floral tattoo on his lower back.
Wikipedia defines effeminacy as the manifestation of traits in a male that are often associated with feminine nature, behavior, mannerisms, style or gender roles. Certainly the chastity cage ‘Jen’ was put in helped add to the feelings.
Heath took to over-seeing ‘Jennifer’s’ workout regimen. Forbidden to lift he took to toning for flexibility, waist-twists holding a long bar with his arms extended brought a more fluid body motion and a series of bend and bottom-squats done 100 at a time was giving him the kind of butt cheeks any woman would enjoy having.
Changing and the time spent going to and from the locker room shower were the challenge. With his nails growing and regular appointments at the nail salon a thing a month later he was given the order to have colored toe-nails.
A bin at ‘Target’ had him finding pair of sandals used to prevent any potential mildew getting on his feet in the damp locker room. Fortunately they also had a toe covering. It was the only one he could find like that and hence had to live with the daisy pieced image on its top.
Gradually Heath was feminizing him right out in the open what had been a rough jumble of longish hair near his neckline now had a middle part as the length reached his shoulders. Highlights were added over three months with him having his ears pierced as well. The health safety period over after 8 weeks ensuring the holes stayed open the tiny gold balls were replaced with small 1” hoops.
Thick eyebrows gave way to a tapered look that was slowly thinned out. Shaped until they framed his face with a feminine look made easier after 9 laser hair removal treatments eliminated his masculine habit of shaving his face.
Jen took to being cautious pulling the towel up high on his hip every time he went to the shower room he’d wonder what others might say if they saw the feminine tattoo. Like a lightweight ‘Bambi’ of a girl he’d scurry out of the shower to his locker…..the door held open he’d hide behind it and quickly slip into his panties.
It was two growth spurts that changed the dynamic…there was no other way to describe it….pouting out from his chest the contour of the developing breasts with lovely nipples gave a hint of what lay ahead in his future.
One morning after their workout Heath gave the order…’just use the towel in front…hold it at your chest loosely…..you have a pretty butt after all those squats…no sense hiding it’.
Jen’s answer was a simple “yes Daddy’ though he wanted to add the inquiry ‘but what about my flower tattoo’.
Panties and camisoles underneath he wore gender-neutral clothing the first few months. Finally the day came when he found a gift box from the store ‘Freudian Slips’ along with another to open.
Heath held his stance blocking any one from seeing the two should they walk by in the locker room.
The towel forming a level of comfort to his rounded butt sitting on it naked Jen looked up legs held together at the knees. The chastity cage used its weight to keep his locked penis beneath the legs giving off the appearance of a feminine mound. As so often happened those days his hand went back and spiked into his hair letting the fingers fan it out.
“It‘s a bra…..and some other lingerie…plus that other box.”
“Yes your first…slip it on with the matching panties…push your clitty lower have it barely out of sight a lovely little bump…let the pretty garter belt straps dangle after you hook it on.”
Jen felt bashful slipping the bra on yet as though his feminine side was officially taking over his hand scooped in cupping his tiny breasts adjusting them in each cup. Delicate like his thumb and index finger lightly adjusted the straps on his shoulder. It felt so feminine doing it.
The laughing that came after exchanging a story had two males walking by in the aisle paying them no mind. His loose towel over his shoulder Heath pulled the locker door open more creating a cavern of space.
Heath let his hand touch the smooth face of his Jennifer. It moved along the chin until holding under it. His thumb slipped into Jens mouth mimicking a cock. The act of sucking submissive in nature back and forth it slid bringing a moan of delight sprinkled with apprehension from Jennifer.
Slipping to his knees ‘Jennifer’ looked up as his soft hand reached out he just loved putting it on the semi hard cock. The frilly garter tabs gently bouncing tickled his skin as he slid close slipping his mouth on Heath’s cock. Long enough they made a difference his nails gently cupped the ball-sac as Jen’s head took to bobbing. Even though he heard the voice he didn’t stop.
At the end of the row a male stopped oblivious to Jennifer behind the shield of the full- length locker door.
“Say Heath …you playing in the squash tournament, they put the sign-up sheet on the website, what say you and I partner up and kick some ass?”
Just his head turned.
“Sure Devlin…I’ll call you later.”
It was the flicking of his tongue just under the head on the underside frenulum. The words came out ‘do it hands free Jennifer’. The fingers moving to the muscled thighs his mouth closed around on the hard cock as Heath pumped his cream into Jen’s mouth without anyone’s hands being used. Pulling out Heath directed the last spurt at Jennifer’s upper cheek.
Tight body sculpting top a pair of woman’s cut beige slacks with 2” heels the outfit made sure his days had ended of Jennifer being in the male locker room. Slipping in the pair of 3” hoops Jen listened.
“Stop by Freudian Slips on Elm street…the proprietor Helga is expecting you to start part time.”
One last look at the wedding rings reminded him he had been married going on 4 years. Finishing arranging the panties in the lingerie store Jennifer could feel his c-cups give off a sway on turning.
“Yes Ms. Helga.”
“Jennifer I have a special client coming in…you’ll relate to them so when they arrive take them into the fitting room….seems our rocker lady friend Lisbeth has two new males being brought along the feminine path…I swear she keeps this up and she’ll get my vote for president…… the woman is truly a female supremacist at heart.”
Like most days the air was thick in the capital city of Thailand. Even in 2” heels with comfort soles the woman was no more then 5’ 1”. Dr Kwon commanded the room in the Bangkok hospital. The clip-board had the name Lance scratched out replaced with the first name Gigi. A look at one of the two nurses had her smiling before speaking in broken English.
“Time to look…she big girl now.”
Mildly sedated Gigi watched as his hospital gown was unbuttoned open from the top down. Sure feminine fingers pulled back the brushed cotton material. His delicate hands helped the former male ease himself up a little. The moment he moved his d-cups breasts gave off a jiggle.
“Lovely….look like pears…yet filled with milk…nipples too…all my girls like…they stick out long when arousal.”
Lance looked down at his chest the smile soft and feminine came first before the tears of emotion.
Dr Kwon let her hand ease his pretty blond hair back wiping his tears away with a clean hand towel.
“Lets see pretty vagina…I think cute look….need to dilation 3 times…..10 minutes daily for 3 months...different but more after that ….you get use to…..all woman Miss Gigi….like my friend Lady Lisbeth say and sing… a life live in the lady pond now.”
The nurses pulled the bed covering back in unison. Leaning over Dr Kwon gently lifted the hem until it was in view. A level of exhaustion still present Gigi took a glance at his new vagina with a series of tubes protruding.
“Thank you Dr Kwon….everything looks lovely.’
Gigi let her hand come up and hold at the throat after speaking the words of gratitude.
Dr Kwon smiled.
“Your voice we fix….all girly too…not speak much for few days….needs to healing….same with your friend Miss Barbie…she doing well too…..all now very pretty.”
End of part 5 …..