Only Man In office - Part 4

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The way back home was uneventful for Michael. Nobody seemed to notice anything wrong with the nice, well-dressed business lady commuting in the tube. Some men watched him with unmistakable pleasure and stared at his butt. He felt like bait for some predators. He even got some glancing smiles from other ladies passing by.

When Michael returned home, his wife was already there. When she saw him in the kitchen, she said, surprised, "Michael, dear, wow. I just thought, 'What is this young lady doing in my kitchen?' 

You are really hard to recognize as my husband anymore. What happened? Didn't you say this morning that you don't want to wear makeup and a wig so soon?"

"Well, Mrs. Sharp did this to me today. I was a bit overpowered by her after she met you in the afternoon. Why didn't you warn me that you already gave her my blouse and the skirt for the suit? Do you know that she made me try on the blouse and the skirt in her office, and when I did that, Ms. Moore and a secretary came in? I was totally embarrassed in front of these ladies. 

But afterwards she calmed me down, and then she put some makeup on me, and I really didn't notice her doing it.

Afterward we went to a meeting with Ms. Moore and Amy, who was the secretary who saw me in the skirt—and at the end of the meeting Ms. Moore said that they have to find a feminine name for me and that I will have to use makeup and a new haircut from now on... "

Michael told her with a crying voice.

"Sssshhh, dear, please don't cry," Mrs. Garrett calmed him down. "You knew that this would happen sooner or later, right? So when it is now out in the open and decided, you will get used to it soon. What name did they choose for you, 'Marie-Christine'?"

"No, Amy suggested to call me 'Michelle,' and the other ladies approved it. She said it's so suitable for me and nearly my real name, and so I will be called like that from now on."

"You were too ashamed to tell them you wanted to be called 'Marie-Christine' though?" She asked him with a soothing smile.

"Yes, I didn't want to confess that I already use a feminine name sometimes," he said reluctantly.

"Well, dear, we will handle that. But now it is time to confess that problem to your daughter. Lucie is in her room to pack for the vacation tour, so let's talk to her right now. I know she will understand, so don't panic. Please sit down in the living room so that I can have a talk with her before she sees you for the first time."

With that, she left the kitchen and went upstairs to talk to their daughter. Michael went to the living room and got himself a drink. He was really in need of some alcohol and poured himself a double Scotch.

After what seemed to be an eternity, his wife and his daughter came inside. Lucie watched him and said, "Dad, is that really you? Wow, I would not have recognized you if I saw you in the city. You really look like a businesswoman.

Mum told me about the problems in your company and that you had to change your job to prevent being fired. Even if it is really strange to see you like that, I think it is great that you were strong enough to get the other job offer as well. I don't think that many males would have done that. I think it's necessary for us to get your income," Lucie smiled at him, and after some seconds, hugged her father. "You know, I love you, Dad. It doesn't matter what you look like. And believe me, I really think that you look sharp dressed like that. I never would have expected my dad was able to walk in shoes with such high heels with no problems. That reminds me of Bruce Darnell, you know, the guy at 'Germany's Next Topmodel'? He was the guy in high heels and the catwalk coach for the girls there. I would have never thought my dad would walk one day in heels too," she said with a smile. "So, don't be afraid. Whatever happens, you still have us, and we all love you. Would you like me to talk to Allison and tell her the news?"

"Thank you so much, Lucie. I really love you too," Michael said to her, cuddling and caressing his daughter. "Thank you so much for your understanding; that is really important for me. Yes, you can talk to Allison and tell her what to expect from her father's appearance the next time she visits us."

They all spent the evening together, talking and laughing together and making plans for the future. Lucie even offered to help if her father had any questions about his styling. They had a great evening. Lucie told her sister the news over her mobile phone. She was really surprised to hear everything too but was also okay with the made conclusion.

The next morning, Lucie left for her two-week vacation, but when she said goodbye to her dad, she said, "Dad, so get rocking in that office and become a successful personal assistant. Show your boss that you are capable of doing everything with your best knowledge. And don't be afraid to wear your skirts and dresses with pride; we love you and are proud of you." With those words, she left and looked back at her father with a smile.

10—Another day at the office and a salon visit

After putting on his pussy bow blouse and the brown pantsuit again, Michael was ready to leave for the office. His wife stopped him. "Michael, I guess it would be wise to put on some makeup like you wore yesterday and to wear the new wig. Mrs. Sharp will really appreciate that, I'm sure," she suggested.

Michael thought about it and said, "You're right. It would be better to blend in on the train ride too." With that, he walked into the bathroom to apply his makeup. Like yesterday, he used a foundation, some powder, and lined his eyes. He also colored his eyelashes. When his wife came in and saw what he did, she approved. Then she took out one of her more colorful lipsticks and said with a smile, "You should try that color on. I think it suits you, and Mrs. Sharp will love to see it on you." Then she helped him place his wig, and he was ready for work.

This time he really felt comfortable during the tube ride. Like he did yesterday, he wore his wife's coat and hat and the brown laced-up shoes with the slightly higher heel. When he watched the other passengers, he didn't see anything wrong. Most of them were looking at their mobiles or reading the newspapers. A nicely dressed lady in a dark skirt suit saw him directly in the eyes and smiled at him. He wondered what she thought but didn't talk to her. She left the train at the next station but smiled again.

Arriving at the office some time earlier than in the last days, he hung his coat on the coat rack and placed his purse on his desk. Some minutes later, Mrs. Sharp arrived and greeted him. "Good morning, Michelle," she said. "Nice to see you here so early. I see you are wearing your nice blouse again. Sweet. Oh, and I really like your lipstick color. That's really you. Is that your choice or the choice of your Mrs.?"

"My wife said I should try that color out for you," Michael said.

"Great color choice. Tell your wife my best regards, Michelle. From now on, I want you always wearing full makeup at the office, and you can also wear some brighter colors on your lips if you like. I like my assistant to look stunning," With that, she went into her office. After a few minutes, she called him inside.

"Michelle, Amy just called and told me that she's got an appointment for you at Mrs. Walter's salon for today. Because it is something that I want done, you are allowed to go there during office hours. It is ok because today will be a quiet day here. Amy will pick you up at 10, and she will be going with you.

You know, as my assistant, I want you to always look your best. So it is necessary to have a few things done to you so that you are better suited as my secretary. It is my wish—and my order—that you will be comfortable with everything the ladies will do at the salon. I don't want to hear that you refused anything; is that clear?" she added with a stern look. "Amy will have a look at you and take care of that."

Michael was unsure what to say; he had never seen Mrs. Sharp so demanding. So it would be better to obey her wishes. "Of course, Mrs. Sharp. I will do as you wish, Ma'am," he quickly replied.

"Enjoy your treatment, Sweetie," she calmly said afterwards, loving that Michael was so obedient to her. "I know you will love the outcome as much as I will."

With that, she dismissed Michael, and he went to start on his duties. It was a quiet morning with some filing and some letters to type and to print out. At 10 a.m. Amy came to his desk to pick him up. "Good morning, Michelle. I guess Mrs. Sharp already told you about the salon appointment?" she asked with a smile.

"Sure she did," Michael answered. "I guess a salon visit would be a totally new experience for me, and I'm really curious what she had in mind for me. It's nice that I have you coming with me, Amy." "My pleasure, dear," Amy said. "Come with me; we have only a short drive to the salon."

They rode together in Amy's car. Michael enjoyed having Amy as his friend; she really was a nice person and always helpful. During the ride, Michael always stared at Amy's knees. They were on view in sheer pantyhose under her short pencil skirt. Michael imagined that he would be seen at the office like that very soon too.

Mrs. Walters salon was downtown in a modern environment. Amy parked the car a few blocks away, and together they walked to it. Michael enjoyed the sound his and Amy's shoes were making on the pavement. When they entered the salon, a nice receptionist greeted them. "Hello ladies, you must be Michelle and Amy, am I right?"

"Yes, we're here for Michelle's appointment, Miss," Amy answered.

"So please come follow me; my colleague Ashley will soon be ready for you, Michelle. And Amy, I have you booked in with Sandra for today," the receptionist said. They crossed the salon where three other ladies were getting their treatments for hair and makeup. Michael was quiet, not sure if he would pass as a woman in front of the other customers.

Soon he was seated in a treatment chair, and a nice-looking girl introduced herself as Ashley. "Hello Michelle, you are here for a complete makeover, a haircut, a mani, and a pedi, right?"

"Yes, I called Mrs. Walters and told her what needs to be done," Amy chimed in.

"Yes, I know," Ashley answered. "So it will be an eyebrow tweezing too, as well as a piercing and inserting some cute earrings." "Earrings? You want to pierce my ears?" Michael asked in horror.

"Yes, you will love them so much, dear. Mrs. Sharp already gave them to me to take care of them," Amy calmed him down. "And don't forget what she asked you to do, Michelle," she also reminded him to not refuse any treatment offered.

"Michelle, since you are getting a pedicure right now, would you be so kind as to remove your shoes and stockings?" Ashley asked. "You can change right there behind the curtain. There are some clean flip-flops to wear for the treatment too." With that, she led Michael to the changing room. 'Good that I wear stockings,' Michael thought, so that he was able to remove them really fast from the garters.

After returning to the chair, another girl, undoubtedly Asian, was right there. "This is 'Mei Ling,'" Ashley said. "She is our nail artist and will take care of your toes and fingers."

When Michael was placed in the chair again, Mei Ling started with treating his toes while Ashley took care of his hair. He was not able to protest when Ashley removed his wig really fast. In horror he watched the other customers, but no one noticed anything.

"Mrs. Sharp wanted us to take care of your natural hair as well so you will not always have to wear a wig," Ashley said. "I know that it is not really in good condition, so we will give it a strengthening treatment. Maybe next time we will give you a nice coloring too when it is a bit longer than now." With that, she took out some bottles of strange-smelling content and put some of it on Michael's head. She gave him a long and really enjoyable massage before she rinsed everything out and took another bottle. "Your hair will get stronger each day, dear. You will love it. When we're done, I'll give you some shampoo and conditioning lotion for you to use on your hair every day. It is important that we take care of it until it is grown longer. Sooner or later we will have something to work on to replace your wig," she said.

She put the chair now in a lying position. After that was done, she took out some combs and combed his hair. With her scissors, she cut here and there a bit, but nothing too much. Michael was curious how he would look after she finished with him. When Ashley was ready, she dried his hair with a hair dryer and sprayed his hair with hairspray.

Meanwhile, Mei Ling was ready with his toenails, and they were now marvelously done with a light acrylic extension and a cute round shape and shined in a bright red color. They surely would not come off easily. When Michael saw them the first time, he was really ashamed about what he was to tell his wife about that, but he surely enjoyed watching his feminine-looking feet. Mei Ling now took his left hand and smiled. "You want to have the same nice color on your fingers too, Miss?" she asked him smiling. But before he could answer, Amy from the next chair told her, "Maybe next time, Mei Ling. This time Mrs. Sharp wants them done in a French manicure in an almond-like shape with white tips."

"Ok, Miss Amy, I will do as you say. They will look so spectacular afterwards," Mei Ling said and started to work on his hand. Michael was glad that he did not have to make a decision about his nails. After watching his pretty toenails, maybe he would have chosen the same color on his fingers.

Ashley was really pleased with the hairstyle but did not want Michael to see himself in the mirror yet. When he tried to do that, she reclined. "No, sweetheart, not right now. First I just want to make up your face so you can see the whole glory." With these words, she started working on his face with a deep cleansing. Then she took some tweezers and reshaped his eyebrows in a fine feminine arch. Michael wanted to protest when she started the tweezing but remembered what Mrs. Sharp demanded. So he simply stayed quiet. When she was done, she applied a foundation to his whole face and worked further. Michael felt pampered and became really tired. He enjoyed the brushing and wiping on his face, and he got so relaxed that he fell asleep.

He woke up abruptly when he felt a stinging pain on his earlobe. Ashley was piercing his earlobes, and when she was ready, she put on the silver creoles that Amy brought her. Ashley seemed really pleased with the result. Mei Ling was also finished with doing his hands, and now he had really long, marvelous, shiny nude nails with white tips. They looked amazing; Michael was speechless.

"So, my dear. Ready to see what we have done to you?" Ashley asked with a smile. "Yes, I want to see it right now," Michael said.

Ashley raised the chair again and went to the side, and he could see himself in the mirror the very first time.

He was flashed. He saw a young woman with a stylish pixie cut and nice silver creoles in her ears. The face was flawless, beautifully made up in fashionable colors, and his eyes sparkled in contrast with a dark outline with a smokey eye effect. Ashley and Mei Ling were smiling at him, as was Amy.

"You look wonderful, Michelle. You turned out to be just the beautiful girl that Mrs. Sharp hired as her secretary. I'm speechless. I guess she will go nuts when she sees you the first time," Amy said.

"It was really a pleasure to work on you, dear," Ashley added. "I'm sure your boss will be delighted to see you like this. And I would love to hear the opinion of your wife when she sees you this evening." Hearing that, Michael was aware that Ashley knew that he was a male, and he was really embarrassed. "You, you knew..." he stuttered.

"Yes, we all know that you are truly a male but a really special one," Mei Ling said to him. "It was a pleasure to create such a marvelous lady out of your male self."

"Yes, really," Ashley added. "Mrs. Walters is delighted to have you as a new customer. Mrs. Sharp said that every treatment she wants will be done immediately and that she is covering all the expenses. You don't have to worry about that.

So you are booked for a weekly treatment, and she will tell us what is needed to be done on a regular basis. I'm glad that you chose our salon, and thank you very much for your stay here," Ashley ended.

Amy and Michael thanked the ladies for their services too and left the salon. On the way to the car, Amy took Michael's hand and smiled at him. "You are now such a lovely lady, and I really enjoy being your girlfriend."

"I like to have you as my girlfriend as well, Amy," Michael replied. Then they drove back to the business building where their offices were.

A male office worker had to decide after a company takeover if he could stay there as the only male but under some new working conditions. The new head of HR, Mrs. Rebecca Sharp, a very strong and demanding lady, wants him as her personal assistant under the terms that he must become more feminine and work there as a woman. She slowly feminized him at the office with the knowledge of his wife, a successful gynecologist. Michael gets deeper and deeper into femininity with each passing day.

When they entered the office, all the other ladies looked at Michelle in amazement since they didn't recognize the new face. But when they were aware that it was really Michael, they all beamed in amazement and smiled at him.

Amy knocked at Mrs. Sharps door. "Come in," said Mrs. Sharp without looking up. Amy announced, "Mrs. Sharp, I would like to introduce you to your new secretary. This is Michelle Garrett," and she pushed Michael into her office.

Michael stood quietly as Mrs. Sharp got up from her chair, walked around her desk, and up to Michael. Michael stood perfectly still as Mrs. Sharp walked around him, saying nothing at first. Finally she said, "Michelle, I am really pleased to see the women at the salon did all I asked of them...

And I am very pleased with the results; you are even more attractive than I imagined you could be." Michael let out a sigh of relief.

"You now look like a convincing woman. An attractive mature woman, I might add. You will need to learn from your wife how to skillfully apply your makeup on a regular basis. I look forward to the day you can leave your wig at home and you will have your own beautifully styled hair. You now look very feminine, and I will expect you to look as feminine as possible every day from now on," Mrs. Sharp stated assertively.

"Yes, Mrs. Sharp, thank you for your compliments, and I will do my very best to make you proud of me," said Michael.

After noon, Mrs. Sharp called Michael into her office. With a slight smile, she asked him, "Michelle, dear, do you know what I've gotten just a few minutes ago?" "Uhhh, no, Ma'am, I don't know..."

"I have got here a message from Mrs. Sinclair. She writes that they will start their education next week and that they need the first trainers then. She asked especially, You can read it right here—'Is 'your assistant Michael able to come to us next week to teach a course to our most important employees?'"

With that, she winked at Michael to come to her desk and read the message on her screen. "And do you see the next sentence?: 'I would be especially delighted if you could send him to us to do the training. And maybe you can enhance his already existing somewhat feminine clothing style into a proper business-like ladies wear? We would be really impressed if you could do that, and we will offer you a 10% higher compensation for his duties.' Do you know what that means to us, Michelle?" she asked.

"Ohhhh, no, Mrs. Sharp, I don't know exactly what that means…" Michael stuttered. "That means, my dear secretary, that you will go to my wardrobe right now and take out that matching skirt that is hanging there and change it with your pants. I want you to be seen in skirts here at the office from now on, and please take these heels too and wear them around here today so you can get used to walking in these. You will wear higher heels at the office from now on too… I think at least a three-inch heel will be required from now on.

Mrs. Sharp continued. "It makes little sense for you to try and pretend you are a man anymore, Michelle. You are not. So, this evening, take your pants home and leave them there. I expect you to only wear skirts or dresses at the office from now on. You will need to invest in a proper wardrobe, maybe 10 different outfits you can wear. I suggest you and your wife go out shopping for your wardrobe as soon as possible. And please ask for and listen to her advice on what looks best on you. And you will need at least 5 new pairs of high-heeled shoes that will complement your new outfits."

Michael was speechless. After some seconds he (of course) answered properly: "Yes, Mrs. Sharp, I understand. I will make the required investment in a new professional wardrobe."

He had expected it to be that sooner or later. From now on he would be a really femininely dressed secretary and would have to get used to wearing skirts and dresses around all of his colleagues. After putting on the matching skirt and the heels she gave to him, he looked at Mrs. Sharp's smile.

"You look gorgeous, darling. Don't be afraid. I know that everyone here will love your new outfit. You just are already made up so nicely and femininely. You are made for wearing fashionable skirts; you have much too lovely legs to hide them under your trousers anymore. And for becoming accustomed to being seen in a skirt, you will go right now to the kitchen and fetch me a coffee, dear. Surely the other secretaries will see you in your nice skirt and heels then," With that, she dismissed him and went straight back to reading her emails.

Michael left the office, the sound of the clicking heels in his ears. When he passed his desk, some of the other secretaries became aware of his outfit, and they gave him admiring looks and glanced at him. On the way to the kitchen, he met Amy. She was all excited to see him wearing a skirt. "My, you look gorgeous, Michelle. Great that you finally got to put on a skirt. It looks so much prettier than the boring pants. How did you come to this?" she asked him with a smile.

"Well, Mrs. Sharp insisted on me putting on a skirt. You know she had me already trying on that skirt yesterday after my wife brought her the matching one for my suit. And today she got a message from Mrs. Sinclair. They want me to become their trainer for next week's employee course and that I dress in women's business fashion then. So I guess that's my new outfit from now on…" He said, making a face.

"Oh, don't pout, dear. I know the other secretaries will love you dressed like that even more. I really love your legs in thin hosiery. Really pretty; you should always wear skirts, dear. You will get a lot of compliments, I guess, when we go out to lunch later. Be prepared."

With that she left, and Michael had to run to fetch the coffee for Mrs. Sharp in time.

Before he knew it, it was lunchtime. Amy stopped by Michael's desk to ask if 'she' was ready to go to lunch. Michael was used to being called 'Michelle' meanwhile, and he was naturally apprehensive but knew he would have to become accustomed to it while being around his coworkers. Amy was a talker, and Michael felt very at ease around her and the other women. As predicted, all the other secretaries were very complimentary of his appearance. It was a delight getting to know all the women better, and he enjoyed the time together with the other ladies.

When lunch was over, Michael realized maybe he should not have drunk the large iced tea because now he had to go to the bathroom urgently. But what bathroom should he go into? This time Amy chimed in. "Would you like to go to the women's restroom with me, Michelle?" An embarrassed Michael said "Yes" and got up and followed Amy.

Each woman went into her respective stall, and Michael lifted his skirt and pulled down his half-slip and his panties and sat down to pee. It felt so good to pee like a woman, and it was something he had already done for a long time at home. Michael got dressed again afterwards and went out and saw Amy redoing her lipstick. He washed his hands and opened his purse. He pulled out his hairbrush and did a quick run-through on his wig. Then he pulled out his own lipstick and repainted his lips. He was so pleased with the reflection looking back at him.

When they returned to the office, Michael went to his desk, and the other women who were at lunch with him pulled Amy aside.

"Amy, you seem to have befriended Michelle," said Melissa. She continued, "...and clearly the beauty salon appointment this morning really made Michelle into a convincing-looking woman. A very attractive woman, I'd say. But we feel we know very little about Michelle. I accepted a job here because I know that only women work in this company, and I don't have to deal with men."

Sandy chimed in. "While Michelle looks like a woman..., she is really nothing but a man; we all know this. And I was uncomfortable going to the ladies' room with Michelle at lunch. I will be honest with you. Michelle has a penis and balls, and she was in the ladies' room with us," Sandy concluded with a worried face.

"Does Michelle really want to become a woman, or does Michelle only dress as a woman so she can keep her job?" asked Melissa. "Do you know that, Amy?"

Amy confessed that she does not know it. She was enjoying getting to know Michael and then Michelle and enjoyed helping her become more acceptable as a woman. But she really didn't know how Michelle felt about being more feminine each day and if she really wanted to become a woman or not.