Are You Trying Turning Me Into A Sissy

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Chapter 50 - More Big Changes.

It was the following evening.  Victoria and I were sitting in the lounge. 

 "Victoria we need to talk.  I want to manage the new salon and I want to do it as Melissa.  How do you feel about that?" 

 "I think that my girlfriend is going to be around for much longer.  I wonder if I will ever see my husband again."  

"Are you sad about that?"  

"No.  You are the person that I married and I still love you.  I've thought about this a great deal and I am happy for you.  Now you are shaking and I suspect that there is more that you want to talk about, should I be nervous?"  

"I don't know about you but I am nervous.  This is monumental.  I would like my own tits.  Real ones.  

I realize that I will have to have implants but they will be real and we, you, can play with them....."  

I could not finish, tears had started.  "It's okay Missy, it's okay.  I knew that this day was coming and it was okay.  I want you to have breasts too.  Breasts darling not tits!  I am excited.  Have you thought about how big?" 

 "Well not too big, obviously."  "Why obviously?  If you are going to have them then they will be visible or at least noticeable, so you may as well have a decent size."

  "I was thinking about maybe a B cup.  Not as big as yours, obviously."  "You keep saying obviously when nothing is obvious.  

The size of mine does not matter.  I have been thinking about this for some time as I knew that this was coming.  I was thinking about a D cup or maybe a DD. They would be noticeable." 

 "No way, that is just too big," I protested.  

"Hold on.  You are a guy, my husband, who I love dearly, who has been dressing in female underwear for a long time now and who spent about 50% of her time when not working dressed, first as a sissy and then maturing into a woman. 

 And for almost the last six months you have never worn an item of men's clothing and have presented to everyone that you know as a female.  Now you say that you want breasts.  

That will make you a Tgirl. If you are going to have them they are going to be large."  With that she went to the laptop and typed in the name of a porn actress and up came a number of images in which her breasts featured.  "Come here.  I was looking at images a while ago and came across her.  They are large but go with her figure.  

She is the same height as you, you have a similar figure to hers when wearing your corset, and if you want tits as you call them, then that is what you are getting."  

I said nothing I just stared at the pictures.  

Oh, what had I done?  I was staring at them and Victoria was looking over my shoulder when she saw an image of another model.  She grabbed the mouse and clicked on it. 

Up came several images of her.  She had a gorgeous figure and breasts of a similar size to the other model but she had shorter hair, just touching shoulder length, and very blonde.  

"That is the look that I would like to achieve for you.  Just like that, big breasts and that blonde hair.  

You even have a similar shaped face to her.  That is the look.  My god that is a turn-on." 

 "But, she looks like a bimbo.  They are huge." 

"She is a beautiful blonde girl with big breasts.  I think that is the size although obviously we need to consult and the hair is perfect.  But we will check with our hairdresser."  We looked at each other. 

 "I have one more question? Are you going to go all the way or are you keeping your penis?" 

 "What, what?" 

 "I guess that you are and that is good.  Now come to bed." 

 Much later that evening I was between Victoria's thighs kissing her and using my fingers to play with her.  "That is turning me on."  "I had noticed, I don't think that you have ever been that wet."  "Shove your fingers it please but be gentle."  I played around and added a third finger thrusting in and out.  

"Oh god, that is good.  I think that is three, put another one in, please." 

 She was lost in another world.  Her eyes were glazed over with excitement.  

I inserted a fourth finger and used my thumb on her clitoris, toying with her piercing.  "Oh, please more."  

"I don't have any more to give.  I'm out of fingers." 

"Use your thumb as well, please I am so horny." 

I slid my thumb to the opening but it seemed obvious to me that the opening was too small.  "Please Melissa please push it all in." 

 "I can't do anymore or I will have my whole hand inside and it won't fit." 

 "For fucks sake.  It's called fisting and it will fit, babies come out of that opening, now get on with it or I will phone Jess."

  "You wouldn't.  

You said that you would not go behind my back." 

 "I wouldn't, I would want you right there, watching.  Now this is turning me on so get on with it.  Please, you won't hurt me much."  

It was turning me on as well.  I had this vision of Jess being in my place and me sitting watching.  

I closed my hand as much as I could and pushed.  I pulled back slightly and applied more pressure. 

 "Just like that, but push harder."  

I pushed with more pressure pulled back and pushed again.  It went in. There was a squelching sound and then I felt the walls of her pussy around my wrist. 

 "Oh fuck it's in.  My whole fucking hand is in!"  "I know and it feels so stretched and full.  Work it back and forward. 

I'm going to come."  And she did very noisily.  I felt her relax and calm down and was pulling back when she grabbed my wrist. 

 "If you pull out I will kill you.  Give me a minute and then I want more." 

 I stayed there for twenty minutes pushing and making her come and kissing her lips.  She had had enough and took my wrist again and pulled my hand out quickly.  

She screamed and I'm sure that she came again.  "Thank you, thank you. 

 I loved that.  Why have we not done that before? We will be doing it again.  I feel stretched and loose, now get inside me and hurry up." 

 "I got on the bed and she came on top of me and rode me hard.  She was loose but it felt great and it took me no time to come. 

 Then she moved up the bed and dripped my cum back into my mouth.  

Then she collapsed beside me and almost asleep said, 

"I have waited to suck on your tits for months and soon I will be able to." 

She fell asleep.  The following morning Victoria had a huge grin on her face.  "Are you okay or sore?" I asked.  

"Yes, a little sore but I feel so alive.  I'm going to have breasts to play with soon and tonight I am going to have my cunt filled again.  I wish that we had done this years ago." 

 I was speechless.  I had never heard her speak like this or use such language.    

There was no mention of that sex when we met for dinner.  I was able to report that Julie and I had reached an agreement on the partnership and made an offer for the property. 

 I suggested that we pay off some more of the mortgage on our house and that would leave us with more disposable income.  

Victoria joked that actually it would be disposed of on shoes.  She told me that she had arranged a doctor's appointment for the following week.  I was a little stunned by that.  

"I would like you to also consider having your Adam's apple shaved and having your nose bobbed just a little."  "Bloody hell, anything else?"  

"Well, perhaps having a rib removed, testicles removed and the tendons in your legs shortened not much.  Oh, yes get your lips done too."  

"What?" I nearly fainted. 

 "I was joking about the last things.  They are too far and not needed."  I was relieved at least a little. 

"Tendons shortened?"  

"It would make it easier to wear heels and harder not to."  

"No way! Are you sure about all of this?"  

"Yes, I have thought about little else and am positive.  I want to extend your butterflies as well."  

"Should we offer the flat to Jess?" 

 "Yes at a fair rent.  I will speak to her about it." 

 "When are you seeing her? She's doing my hair tomorrow and we are going for dinner afterwards.  No, you are not invited.  I want to update her on a few things and ask her advice."

  "I'll speak to her at work tomorrow unless you want to do that over dinner?" 

"That's a good idea.  I'll do it."    

Victoria was late home that evening, with Jess in tow. 

 There was much giggling and I suspected that may be due to wine.  Jess hugged me and then kissed me, "I love you."  She went to the spare room and stayed there all night.  Victoria and I did not get a chance to speak.  

The next morning we were having coffee as usual when Jess spoke, "Look I made each of you a promise that I would never discuss anything that I had discussed with you separately with the other one.  

To the best of my knowledge, I have never broken that promise, despite the two of you trying very hard.  

Enough.  From here on I propose that we do not keep any secrets, if someone asks me a question I will do my best to answer truthfully, unless it has been made clear beforehand that that subject is confidential.  

Okay?"  We were both okay with that.  She had more to say, "Tonight Victoria will tell you the rest of the story about my being 'easy' and hopefully that will explain something else.  

For the sake of my embarrassment, I will not be here.  I am excited about your plans, will accept the offer of the flat, and will help in any way that I can.  Now I'm off home and then to work.  

See you there Lissa."  She left.  I looked at Victoria.  

"Lissa?"  "She can't decide on Lissa or Mel.  She calls me Vicky, no one else calls me that.  Somehow, from her, it's okay." 

 "Maybe I should call you that too." 

 "I will punch you every time that you do.  Get wine for this evening we are going to need it."  That evening we sat after dinner chatting about work and then Victoria told me about her evening with Jess. 

"She was excited about the idea of a new salon and it being 'hers' so to speak.  The flat stunned her but as she said she will move in and that will allow her the freedom to live the lifestyle of her choice." 

 "Her salon?"  "She knows that it is not hers as such but wants to be able to develop a style of her own and you need to help her as it will be good for business.  I suspect that this salon will have a much younger clientele."  "As long as it makes money everyone will be happy.  But you did not just talk about the salon did you?" 

 "No.  I know the details of her love and sex life in some detail.  She is very open and has been very confused for a long time.  Part of that is because of us."  "Us?"  

"Yes, us.  She loves us both and is very jealous of our lifestyle. Anyone else that she has met does not measure up.  It will be fine, she will meet the right person sooner or later and we will support her.  I love having a little sister."  

"And a sister-in-law."  

"Yes.  She told me another story and suggested that I tell you as well. Once I have told this you are never to mention it to her.  Understand?" 

 "Okay."  

"She had been out with a girl a few times you will remember the girl with purple hair that she met at college."  I nodded.  "They had been having sex and both enjoying it.  

The girl had put a video on the TV showing lesbian sex, which Jess had never really watched.  She admitted that it had turned her on and had been fascinated by the girls fisting."  

"Does this have something to do with the other night?"  

"Yes.  She had told me this before and that is why she made the statement that she did today about secrets.  It has been too hard for her not to let something slip.  Anyway to get back to the story, the two of them tried it and apparently enjoyed it.  

Jess had been fooling around whilst the girl was in the loo and had discovered that she could probably do it to herself.  The other girl caught her and was horrified. I have no idea why.  

She told Jess to get out and later had spread stories about Jess being a slut."  

"Okay.  That is a lot to take in.  She is well rid of the girl and that was a cruel thing to do but she will get over it.  As for the other thing, the act, what .....?" 

 "I was a bit shocked too but I checked out some stuff online.  I'm not sure that I fancy trying to do it to myself but I did fancy you doing it to me.  I confess that I will be hoping that you do it again, preferably very soon."  Soon afterwards we went to bed and tried it again. 

 It was clear that Victoria enjoyed it very much.  I received a call from Clive telling me of a possible software deal and he wanted to invite me out to dinner to meet people from the other company to discuss it. 

 We arranged it for Friday evening.  I told Victoria that evening and she smiled. 

"Don't be too late home, big day the next day.  I'm going to call Jess."  Ten minutes later she returned. 

 "The two of us are going out to dinner and dancing as well on Friday."    Victoria and Jess looked lovely as they left the house to get in a taxi. My taxi was right behind.  Clive was waiting for me at the restaurant and I have to say that he was looking very smart, and dapper, a real change from his normal very casual style,  "You look lovely Melissa.  

Come this way."  He escorted me like a proper gentleman to our table and introduced me to Olivia and Paul who were the owners of a software company and who wanted to buy the software that I had created and still had a stake in.  There was some polite conversation before we ordered dinner.  "Melissa we are interested in acquiring the rights to this software.  Clive has agreed that he is prepared to sell and that you may be interested." 

 "I am interested.  Clearly, it depends on the terms and what work you would expect me to contribute."  

There was a long discussion about the deal and we generally agreed on some terms.  I was happy and it would mean that I had a small regular income and no expectation to deliver anything going forward.  Olivia and I were in conversation whilst the guys were at the bar.  

"The software was developed by Chris and you have taken over the ownership and development.  How did that come about?"  "I suspected that this was going to arise.  

Chris and Melissa are one and the same person.  Me." 

 "I was not expecting that.  If you don't mind my saying, I am having a hard time believing that you were once Chris."  

"Thank you for that, but short of a rather intimate examination you will have to accept my word.  Whilst I would not lie about it I would also rather not go any further with an explanation."  That was it.  The rest of the evening progressed well.  

Olivia and Paul said good night and left the two of us.  "Melissa, I like you and I am enjoying the evening, do you fancy going to a place I know where we can chat and have a dance?"  

"My wife and girlfriend are out having dinner so I see no reason why not." 

 "Okay, wife I understand, I've met Victoria, but girlfriend?" 

 "Yes.  She and I met through work and became quite close and Victoria and I see a lot of her.  But it is friendship and nothing more.  In any case, you have met her.  Jess?" 

 "Of course.  

I did not realize who you referred to.  She is gorgeous and very talented.  Is she single?" 

 "Yes, but I'm afraid that you are not her type?" 

 "I don't understand?"  

"She prefers girls."  

We went to a little club where a jazz trio played lovely music and there was the chance to dance.  We had a couple of drinks and did dance together.  

I was puzzled, "Clive, why did you ask me here?  You know who I am and what I am.  This is nice, but why?" 

 He took a deep breath, "I liked Chris and I respected your choice and was astonished when you first came to meet me as Melissa.  

I had no knowledge of such issues so I did a lot of research.  I found that I admired your courage immensely and decided that I would do anything that I could to support you.  I enjoyed your company the few times that we met outside of just business.  

I have enjoyed being with Melissa and it does a guy no harm to be seen with a beautiful lady on his arm."  

"Thank you."  "I have really enjoyed this evening. 

 I have to confess that even though I know that you are what you are I am still very attracted to you.  

I know that you have a partner who you love and I would like us to remain friends."  We parted soon after that.  

Ever the gent he escorted e to a taxi and I kissed him on the cheek.  He even blushed.  I was the first one home even though it was after midnight. 

 I made a hot chocolate and sat sipping it in the living room.  Jess and Victoria arrived half an hour later.  They were arm in arm and giggling.  

"Hi, darling.  How was your evening?"  

"It went very well.  I went dancing after dinner and had a good evening."  "There is more to this story Jess.  I'll make a hot drink and you soften him up."  

It was obvious that they had both had quite a few drinks and were in the mood for fun and giggles.  Jess flopped down beside me.  "You okay? She asked.  

"Yes, you?"  

"I'm great, we are great.  We had a good evening."  

With that, she turned and faced me put a hand on either side of my face and kissed me.  On the lips, full on with tongues.  This was laced with passion.  She pulled back as Victoria delivered the drinks. 

 "She's mine remember."  

"Selfish cow," replied Jess and picked up her mug.  "What the hell is going on?"  

"Nothing.  We had a good evening.  She fancies both of us.  Oh, we have a plan for tomorrow."  

"The tattoos?"  "Yes.  I think that you will need to be brave, but what we have planned is incredible."  

"Any clues?" but I did not expect any information and I was right.  I did not get any .

Chapter 51 - New tattoos.

We were up bright and early the next morning to see Jess off to work, "I'll see you at Zoe's place at one."  

Victoria and I did some chores and then went shopping.  

We had a small lunch before heading to the tattoo parlor where we spoke with Zoe and she suggested that we add the new stars first.  Zoe was adding the last of them when Jess arrived.  

"Started without me I see.  Nine stars?"  Victoria replied, "There is not going to be any going back in the next couple of months."  The stars now extended to my ankle.  

They were not obvious but certainly noticeable.  

"Melissa, I need to ask you if you are okay with what I have been asked to do.  I understand that you do not know the final design?" 

 Zoe was checking.  "I love and trust these two.  Go ahead." 

 An hour later Jess had to go as she had clients.  

"I'll see you later." 

 Zoe worked for another hour and I knew that the tattoos extended across my lower back and up the spine about as far as a bra strap.  

I assumed that they were butterflies.  When they were finished I saw that the mirror was covered and I was told that I could not see the work until later.  I was stunned.  Jess arrived for dinner and she was finishing the cooking whilst Victoria took me to the bedroom.  

"I need you to change into this outfit for the big reveal.  Please trust me." 

Thigh-high stockings, a pair of very small panties, a matching bra a green silk blouse, and a very short elasticated waist skirt with heels, of course.  I was going to be exposed.  We ate dinner and had a glass of wine.  Jess cleared up and then came through to the lounge.  

Victoria looked at me and said, "skirt and blouse off please so that we can see."  I was nervous, Jess was here and I was going to be almost naked.  The fact that I had a penis was going to be evident.  Victoria brought the rolling full-length mirror into the room.  

I stood naked and embarrassed.  "It's okay Lissa, it's okay." 

 "You're not the one almost naked."  She stood up, unzipped her skirt, and let it drop to the floor.  She pulled off her tights and then pulled her sweater over her head. 

 "Now I am."  I looked to see the design on my back for the first time.  It was stunning.  The butterflies were smaller than I had expected but there were a lot of them, twenty-nine in total.  They were in bright colors, blues, greens and pinks.  It was stunning.  

"Oh shit that is amazing.  Lissa, I love it."  Victoria joined in.  "Jess is right, amazing.  What do you think?"  "It is quite something, thank you.  I like it."  Victoria said, "Do you want to show Jess the one that is hidden by your pants?"  I simply pulled the material to the side. 

 Jess then asked, "What size are they going to be?" 

 "My what?"  

"Tits! I'm not sure yet, but big.  Bigger than the forms anyway," laughed Victoria  "Lissa, would you take your bra off so that I can see you better?"  

"What?  This is hardly appropriate.  Being naked in front of my wife is one thing and I love you dearly but, come on." 

 "What a wuss."  

Off came her bra.  She placed her hands underneath her beautiful and not inconsiderable breasts.  

The gold rings and chain between her nipples shone and she turned to Victoria, "about this size or a bit bigger still?  Bigger still if you want my opinion."  

Victoria and I were both speechless. 

 "Oh come on you two.  Grow up.  You have both seen them before and Victoria has touched them.  So have you, if only through a nightie. 

From the way that you are both staring I suspect that you would both like to touch them again," she laughed, "but not tonight," and pulled her sweater back on, without the bra.  

I did take off my bra and there was much discussion and lots more wine. We also discussed hairstyles but made no decisions. 

I had redressed but was aware that on several occasions I was staring at Jess's breasts which were naked beneath her sweater and very beautiful.  Later in bed, Victoria said, "I saw you admiring them."  

"What?"  

"Jess.  Were you thinking about them, touching them?"  

"Yes, I'm ashamed to admit that I was."  

"So was I but I'm not ashamed to admit that I was thinking about touching and kissing them.  So were you, now fuck me, but do it quietly."  

  Later that week Victoria and I visited the doctor.  She took samples, examined me thoroughly, and asked dozens of questions.  

She asked Victoria a few as well.  

She explained that I should probably have some low doses of hormones that would not affect sexual function and that she would advise an implant that would result in a D cup.  An E would be far too large and a DD would stretch things quite a bit.  

I think that Victoria was a bit disappointed.  We agreed that I would see her again the following week to confirm things once she has all of the test results.  That evening Jess was round and again the size issue was discussed. Victoria looked disappointed.  

"I was really hoping that we could go large, really knock anyone out and make them, well look."  Jess thought for a moment.  "I think the doctor had a point.  

That would be too big and let's face it they will be about the same size as ours and they are plenty to play with.  Apparently."  

She laughed.  "Missy has played with yours so she will understand."  

Victoria was red-faced.  "But I've never played with any so how will I know?"  Jess and I looked at each other.  

"Well, let her try yours out for size." 

 "The three of us know that would not be a good idea." 

We all shook our heads and we were all lying to ourselves.    At the next meeting, the date for surgery was fixed for the following Monday.  

I confess that I was nervous, this was a mighty big step but then coming out, having tattoos that no man would ever allow was just as big, but it seemed that breasts were a whole new league.  

Victoria had a meeting that she could not get out of that Monday and had to leave me with Jess to take me to the hospital.  She left me there. The next couple of hours were terrible, my nerves were in shreds but then I was lying down counting backward and knew no more.  

I opened my eyes but it was as if there were sandbags on the lids.  

My throat was sore, my nose was on fire and my chest felt as if someone had been punching me for hours.  Jess was sitting by the bed.  She smiled at me and the world seemed like a better place. 

 "I hope that you are okay.  You are going to be sore and don't try to speak.  Everything went well.  

Victoria has been delayed but will be here as soon as she can."  

She came over and was kissing my forehead when a nurse came in.  

"Oh sorry to interrupt but I see that you are back with us.  I just need to examine you so if your wife could just have a seat."  

We both heard Jess mutter, "I wish."  The nurse looked at her and then at me. 

 "Is that not your wife?"  "No, I'm not his wife she has been delayed." 

 "Ah, so you must be her sister?"  

"In a manner of speaking.  Adopted sister, girlfriend, not sure how you would describe it.  But she is the second dearest person on this planet to me."  

I was stunned and looked up at Jess with wide eyes.  The nurse glanced at both of us. 

 "It looks to me like Melissa is disappointed to be second on the list.  Maybe I should not ask who is top." 

 "Oh that's easy her wife."  And Jess simply smiled.  

I laughed and the nurse looked puzzled and shook her head.  Jess stayed for a while and tried to call Victoria but could not get an answer.  When she finally arrived Jess was curled up beside me on the bed with her head on my shoulder.  

"Thank god that you are okay.  Sorry I'm late but it looks like I have not been too badly missed.  You, oooch out of the way and nudged Jess in the ribs." 

 "I've been here for Lissa and worried about you and the thanks that I get is a shove in the ribs.  Go and give her a hug and then I want mine!"  

Victoria did give me a gentle hug, kissed me whispered that she loved me and then went to Jess.  She had just kissed Jess when the nurse walked in. 

 "I'm not going to ask.  Just checking that you are okay."  

 Victoria  I had been delayed because of an accident and my phone had packed in.  I was relieved that Melissa was okay and that Jess was with her.  I did not care that Jess was cuddling Melissa, it was what I would have expected.  I was so concerned that I was not even jealous that it was not her and I who were cuddling.  Jess and I did not stay long.  

Melissa was drifting off to sleep and we slipped away.  We each had our own cars so I went home and Jess stopped to collect a Chinese takeaway.  We sat, as usual, full of gossip and talking about Melissa.  "I need an early night.  Are you staying?"  

"Of course, if I can," Jess replied.  

A few minutes later Jess stopped outside my bedroom door which was ajar, "want company?"  

"Of course but only if you promise to be good."  I folded back the covers as she came towards the bed.  "I think what you mean is that I need to behave because I would be very good."  She lay down and faced me. 

 "Good night.  I love you."  She leaned forward and gave me a brief kiss on the lips before rolling away and spooning back into me.  

My left arm was under her and my right was on her hip.  She was warm, smelled lovely, and felt great.  

I thought that she was asleep when she whispered, "Do you promise to behave?" 

 "What?"  

Jess sat up, pulled her nightshirt over her head, and threw it across the room onto a chair.  

Then she resumed her position.  Now I was next to her naked.  I lay for a few minutes and then did the same.  I lay there thinking for a while. 

 I was lying in bed with a stunningly beautiful, funny, polite, clever, talented girl who was naked and I had my arms around her.  I had never fancied another girl in my life but I knew several things.  

I wanted so badly to have sex with her.  I loved her and not just like a sister.  That I was going to have to change the sheets in the morning and that the slightest touch would change our lives forever.  

But somehow I fell asleep.  I woke the next morning feeling really good.  I did not move just opened my eyes and saw these two huge eyes staring at me.  

"Good morning. Thank you for letting me sleep here." 

 I said nothing and just looked back at her until she moved. 

 "I'll put the kettle on." 

She stood up and walked away without putting any clothes on.  Two minutes later she wandered back and went into the bathroom.  

Ten minutes later she emerged, still naked, and said, "Come on or you won't have time for tea and toast before you need to go." 

 She made breakfast for me and I kissed her before leaving her to lock up.  I spent the whole journey to work thinking about the night before and what might have been.  I had damp knickers all day.   

Jess  The sun came through the curtains and I knew that Victoria was lying beside me.  I rolled over and stared at her for ages.  I knew that I loved this woman so much. 

 I loved Melissa too and if she had been lying there I would have felt the same.  Surely you cannot be crazy in love with two people, can you?  I lay there watching her and it was so beautiful.  

I thought back to her pressing herself into my back, or was it the other way around?  

Her eyes opened.  They were deep and dark and sultry and so very sexy and I knew that I had to move or I was going to do something that would end up hurting us.  

I went to put the kettle on.  

Victoria left for work long before me and she left me to lock up.  I sat with coffee on the couch deep in thought.  

One day I might be lucky to find someone that I was so in love with.  In the meantime, I was very fortunate to have two lovely people to share my life with.  I just needed to sort out sex now. 

 I slipped away from the salon to visit Melissa in the afternoon.  She was looking good and quite cheerful.  

Her pain levels had reduced but did she need a make-over?  She managed to find the strength to leave a bruise on my arm.  Victoria was surprised to find me back visiting that evening.

  "Vicky I do not want to get in the way of you two but you know that I care for her and I just needed to check.  I'll leave you now."  

 Victoria  Jess left and Melissa spoke, "She was here this afternoon as well.  You can tell that she cares for me very much.  It's lovely."  

"Yes.  She slept with me last night and pulled her nightie off.  She was naked and backed into me. 

 I have to admit that I was very tempted to misbehave.  What are we going to do with her?" 

 "Maybe we need to speak to her.  Let's see how things go."   Melissa, I got home the following day.  

I was still sore and bruised but healing. I decided to have a bath during the afternoon.  Taking off the bandages was difficult but I stood in front of the mirror.  I had tits, my own. Well, breasts apparently.  

They seemed to be enormous but they were mine. 

My nose was healing and my throat was still a little sore.  I got dressed up and put on some make-up before starting dinner. 

 Victoria was delighted that I had made an effort but I tired quickly and she encouraged me to go to bed early.  She followed soon after and managed to take advantage of me. 

 The rest of the week went quickly and I was healing well.  I managed to catch up on some work.  Friday evening was set aside for my hair.  

Victoria collected me and drove to the salon after it was closed.  Julie was not there.  

There was a hushed conversation about hair.  The mirrors were covered until Jess was done.  She pulled off the covers and I was there.  I was blonde, very blonde, and my hair was collar-length and of waves. 

 I thought that it suited me very well.  It was definitely a bit of a bimbo look but I loved it.  Jess and Victoria giggled like schoolgirls.  

"I love it, Lissa.  I think that you should start to wear shorter skirts, lots of pink, and tighter tops."  Victoria was more considered. 

 "Jess is right it looks terrific.  You are going to have people judge you when they first encounter you but you can use that to your advantage.  She's right about the skirts too.  

Tomorrow we go shopping and we both need to go shorter in the skirt department." 

 "Men are going to be giving you the eye."  There is just one more thing, but Jess was hesitant.  

"The eyebrows." 

 "What are you going to do to them there is nothing much left.  The last time you did a lot," I was whining.  "I think what Jess is suggesting is that we could use the laser to prevent regrowth and she would like to define the arch a little more."  

"But what about if I want...." 

Victoria interrupted, snapping at me.  "To go back.  Is that what you were going to say? 

 For heaven's sake, you would need surgery to go back and even then you would never be able to hide what you have done and what you are.  Just get on with it."  Jess did shape my eyebrows.  

They were right, there was not really any going back from here and this would not have made things any more difficult.  Jess and Victoria chatted as she was working.  At one point I heard her ask Victoria if she thought that I should have eye liner tattooed on.  

I clenched my fists but kept quiet.  

That had never been a thought but I had thought about tattoos.  Should I add to the butterflies, or should I add to the stars.  

I had also seen a picture of a garter tattoo and some monochrome flowers on the side of the torso or on the upper leg.  I had made no decisions.  

Monday saw me back at work, the new me.  I took time that day to call Mr Wilson.  I asked him to consider a legal name change as I needed a proper ID that would not lead to so many awkward questions.  

We talked about a few other things as well.  He promised that he would get things moving.  My skirts were shorter and I moved towards colours rather than dark blue and black.  I kept the heels as high as I could.  

Victoria and Jess were both right about attracting interest.  I did, almost exclusively from men and some women clearly looked at me with disapproval.  

A few weeks later the new salon was almost finished.  The decorators had done a good job and we were just waiting for the electrician to finish up some connections.  I wandered upstairs to the flat.  

We had redecorated throughout, installed a new shower and kitchen appliances, and fitted wooden floors everywhere except the bedroom.  

The doorbell rang.  I went to answer and found the two men who were delivering the new bed. 

They managed to get it upstairs and into the bedroom.  I flashed my eyelids at them and persuaded them to set it up.  Victoria and I had decided to buy the bed as a housewarming gift for Jess.  It was exactly the same as the one that we used and had good quality.  

I was lying back on the bed with my feet up on the mattress which was still wrapped in plastic.  I was deep in thought when the door opened and Jess popped her head round the door. 

 "Hi, you gave me a fright."  

"I decided that I wanted to come and check the place out and thought that there might be workmen here when I saw your car.  

I had been planning on looking the place over and taking some measurements for furniture.  Where did the bed come from?"  "I was checking on the work downstairs.  

It's only the electrician that we need and he will be here tomorrow.  There are a couple of things here that need to be wired up as well.  The bed was just delivered." 

 "But why, where did it come from?  I was going to choose one later." She sat on the edge of the bed.  

I was still lying back but leaning on my elbows.  "It's your new bed.  It's a present from Victoria and I.  It's the same as ours and we know that you like that."

"But you can't, it's too much.  That bed cost a fortune."  

"But it's very comfy, come and try it."  

She lay down beside me and threw an arm over me.  "You two are so good to me.  I'm not sure that I deserve it." 

 "You do.  You are our closest and dearest friend and we both love you. Having this flat will allow you to spread your wings and have your own place to do whatever you want without having to think about it."  

"Will I still see the two of you though?"  

"Of course." 

 "Thank you.  Just one more question for now."  "What's that?"  "Why are you wearing trousers?"  

"Jeans, because I thought this place might be dirty still.  Do you like them?"  

"Lissa.  I have no idea where you got them from or how you got them on. I am not sure where you are hiding a certain something but they fit as close as a pair of tights would.  They are going to cause cars to crash."  

"Oh goody, they work.  These are my first pair of trousers and I wanted them to be so different from my old self."  

"That worked.  Only one problem."  

"What's that?"  

"If you had been wearing a skirt I would have given you a blow job." 

 "I would have let you, but not in these jeans."  We both laughed.