As Girl As It Gets - Japanese Girl - Part 2

PART - 1 - ALL STORY LIST

The next morning Carrie walked into the kitchen only to be confronted by a surprise. Zoe stood in front of her wearing a pink summer dress, with matching pink mules. Her hair was tied back and light make-up made her face look pretty.

'Zoe?'

'Morning Carrie, I hope you don't mind, I thought I would get something to wear from my cupboard. I know I said no dresses but I figured this is Zoe's last day, so why not go out with a bang.' Zoe said as Carrie realized her voice was softer than normal.

'Wow, no problem at all. The dress really suits you.'

'You want some Cafe? This is so good, it's my third bowl this morning.'

'I'll have a little one thanks, Zoe.' Carrie replied wondering when to tell Zoe she'd need to be back the next day to shop for Sid's new wardrobe.

The day went quick chatting, when Carrie suggested Zoe make a final day to shop for Sid there was no objection and Zoe actually began thinking about what wear, trying on a few different outfits that afternoon in preparation.

The next morning Zoe was back. More feminine and at ease than before.

'Shopping for guys clothes whilst dressed as a woman is strange. That last shop we went in, I found myself wanting to head towards the women's section.' Zoe said as she juggled a few big bags.

'Well if you want some of your own clothes just say so Zoe.'

'Oh, no way. This is my final day Carrie, it's been fun but no, I miss being Sid.' Zoe said as she looked down at the long skirt, top, breasts, tights, and heels that helped create Zoe.

'Shame.' Carrie said genuinely disappointed. 'Before we go we'll just nip in a couple of women's shops I need a new skirt.' Carrie said, turning around and leading the way.

In the first store, Zoe followed Carrie as she eyed up the rails of clothes but resisted the strong temptation to inspect some. Carrie scanned some skirts pulled one out and held it against Zoe.

'You'd suit this.' She said.

'It's nice but I'm done shopping.' Zoe replied trying not to let it show that she found the idea of staying Zoe for longer an intriguing one.

'Maybe another day.' Carrie said with a disappointed smile as she left the store.

At the next store, Zoe didn't follow Carrie around, instead of pretending to browse. At least that was the plan, anything to avoid Carrie trying to persuade her to buy something. Zoe's eyes found some tempting clothes that drew her in for a closer look. Were it not Zoe's final day she realized that she wouldn't have been able to resist buying something.

Back home, Zoe quickly disappeared and a few minutes later Sid made an entrance. Wearing a tighter top than he was previously used to, his bare toes showed traces of nail varnish, and his hair was still tied back in a ponytail. The new wardrobe had been picked by Carrie and Zoe and as Sid thought more about he wondered if he'd have got the same things two weeks ago shopping as Sid. It wasn't that his new wardrobe was feminine but it was definitely different to his old one, perhaps more grown-up. The clothes were more fitted than baggy.

'Sid's back.' He announced.

'Hi, Sid.' Zoe replied.

'You like my wardrobe?'

'Yeah, it's nice. Look Sid I was going to tell you sooner but got a little lost being with Zoe. Basically I really, really like you but as a friend. I want to be honest because I don't want any tension between us.'

'Okay.' Sid replied, disappointed.

'The truth is since England I've realized I'm gay. I know we once kissed but I was experimenting. So please don't think we'll ever go back.'

'Okay.' Sid said in shock.'

'I invited you here because you're a friend and I can't imagine how hard it must be to work and write a book at the same time, so I want you to stay, not work but write. I've opened you a bank account with enough money in to keep you comfortable and buy anything you want, should you need more just ask.'

'Okay.'

'Are you sure? I wish I did feel that way about you but you're the wrong sex.'

'Is that why you made me dress as a woman?'

'No that was due to your lack of clothes. Although I will miss Zoe.'

'Thanks for being honest, I must admit I did have a hope that we could... You know.. But being a friend is enough for me.'

'Thanks, Sid, it's not easy to come out you know.'

Two weeks since he'd arrived and Sid had found himself a comfortable routine. He'd get up at around 9, take a swim (he now had shorts). After the swim, he's having breakfast, normally at least a couple of bowls of Cafe. After breakfast, he'd sit down and do some writing. Around lunchtime, he'd stop, have some lunch, read a magazine, which was normally one of Carrie's women's mags. After lunch, he'd do some more writing before stopping and preparing dinner for when Carrie got home.

It was a month since he'd arrived, the eve of a big business trip for Carrie, in which she was going away to New York for a month. During dinner, Sid felt it was a good time to check she was still happy with their living arrangements.

'Are you sure it's okay for me to still be living here Carrie?'

'What? Of course, you're a great housemate. It's almost like having a girlfriend here.'

'Thanks, but if you're referring to Zoe, she's not going to make another appearance.'

'I know, I didn't even mention her. So how's the book?'

'It's good. Although I've hit a wall of sorts, having problems really finding my characters and relating to them.'

'Hmmm, you know there was an article in Marie-Clare about that a couple of months ago.'

'I know I read it. It said to try and act out certain traits just get the feel.'

'And?'

'Easy for some characters but harder for others.'

'Well if you need any help when I come back, just ask.'

'Thanks.'

A couple of days after Carrie had gone Sid was about to get in the pool, when looking down he noticed his chest was a little swollen. Tender to the touch Sid put it down to having slept awkwardly and jumped in the pool.

The writing was getting hard to do as with Carrie gone Sid's routine was gone and he found himself wandering around the house bored. Walking into Carrie's room was something he'd not done before but as he stepped inside curiosity got the better of him. In his room four of the five cupboards were full of Carrie's clothes, so he just had to see exactly how many more clothes she had. Upon inspection, she had just as many. Incredible that one woman would need so many clothes, although upon closer inspection Sid saw that the ones in Carrie's room were size 10, the one's in his were a 12. Understandably he reasoned, that she should have so many spare now.

The swelling in Sid's chest didn't go away but didn't seem to be getting any worse over the next few days, so he decided not to bother trying to find a doctor. It wasn't the only thing as he found his emotions all over the place, actually crying during a chick-flick on tv the day before. Sid put it all down to a mixture of loneliness and adjusting to his new home.

When Carrie arrived back, Sid cooked a huge welcome home meal. He wore a shirt as he worried that his swollen chest would show through a t-shirt. He'd been doing some reading on the internet and had found it's a condition that affects a lot of guys called bitches tits, where the chest area swells. Having learned this, although not happy about it he decided to try and ignore it.

'How's the book coming along?' Carrie asked.

'Not too bad, I'm starting to get into my characters now.'

'Really, excellent, I can't wait to read it.' Carrie said wondering if Sid'd voice had always been so light.

'Well, it's still months away from that.'

Two weeks later Carrie was called away on business again. This time Sid tried harder to concentrate on his writing and really get into the characters. Since Carrie away he decided to try some character development he'd not tried since. As it was the female characters he was having trouble with Sid decided to try a few feminine touches. First, he shaved his legs, armpits, and chest as he had months before. Next, he plucked his eyebrows down a little and decided to grow his fingernails a little. That was as far as he was prepared to go. He didn't want to try Carrie's clothes or make-up again. These changes were meant to just be subtle ones which would be gone in 5 weeks when Carrie would be back.

Sitting down at the computer in shorts and t-shirt his legs naked and smooth, his nails slightly longer than he was used to but very noticeable as he typed, Sid felt a little more like his female characters.

As good as he now felt his writing was going Sid found the evenings lonely and boring, sat in front of the computer. Television had never been his greatest passion and Japanese tv didn't improve matters, however, Carrie did have a huge DVD collection, mostly of soppy chick-flicks. At first, Sid did his best to do or watch anything else but after the first one Sleepless in Seatle, he was hooked. Wiping away a tear Sid was amazed at how good it was and just how he was able to relate to Meg Ryan's character.

The weeks passed quickly and before he knew it Carrie was back. His chest had swollen even more and this time Carrie noticed it.

'Sid, is your chest okay? I mean it looks bigger somehow.'

'Oh, that? I've got a thing lots of guys get called bitches tits.'

'Oh, okay. As long as you're okay. If you need to talk to me about anything, anything at all I'm here for you.' This time Carrie could tell that Sid's voice was definitely getting higher and gentler.

'Thanks but I'm fine.' He said. As Carrie looked at his she noticed some changes, he seemed to have less stable and his eyebrows were less bushy. However, having not seen him for weeks she figured that she had just imagined it.

Carrie didn't have another business trip for months so Sid got back into his previous routine. Heading into the bathroom for a shower Sid looked in the mirror for a trace of stubble but saw none. It was more than a week since he'd needed to shave his face, a vast difference from to daily hassle he used to have. Stepping into the shower he picked up the lady shaver and began shaving his legs. This was his new shaving chore, his legs, chest, and armpits. He'd done it initially to get into his characters but had found it looked and felt so much better than being hairy. The other things he'd done to get into his characters; plucking his eyebrows and growing his nails he'd also kept doing. Carrie had thankfully not noticed although he didn't grow his nails too long he kept them shaped.

His hair was getting far too long, and with split ends so Sid decided the day had come to get it trimmed. It went down past his shoulder but had no real style or body. Having long hair was still a new thing to him, but he knew he didn't want it short again. He decided to look through a few magazines to get an idea of what he wanted. The problem was they were all women's mags though. As he flicked through he tried to find a guy with good looking long hair but found nothing. Trying to work out what to do, he decided just for the hell of it to look at the women. Then he saw it, Rachael from friends. Sid knew it was the hair that Sally his main character would have and he knew if he tied it up then Carrie would never realize he had it too. Without hesitation, he ripped the page out and headed out to the salon.

Hours later Sid was in the kitchen his hair tied back in a ponytail and Carrie walked in from work.

'You've had your hair cut.'

'How did you know?'

'Women spot these things. Looks good and you got highlights. Oh my god, you got your ears pierced too.'

'Yeah, I thought I'd see what's like. I figure as my main character wears them I should try it.'

'Really? The highlights and ear-rings? The guy getting revenge from the cop?'

'What? No, I scrapped that storyline. It's now about a woman who falls in love with her brother's best friend; a policeman.'

'Oh, right.' Carrie said wondering when that had happened.

'Oh, I've been meaning to ask something.'

'Yes?'

'Well, now don't go jumping to conclusions but I need to try on those trousers of yours I wore when I first arrived.'

'Okay.'

'My body seems to have gotten rather large around the hips and bum and my trousers don't really fit anymore but I remembered your trousers were big around the hips and bum on me when I first arrived.'

'Sure, they're in one of your cupboards help yourself.'

'Thanks.'

After dinner, Sid came out of his room wearing the trousers.

'Perfect fit. I think I might need to buy some until I can get my weight problem sorted out.'

'Really, well help yourself to any of my clothes.'

'Well, apart from the trousers I really can't see myself needing anything else thanks.'

'But you'll need knickers.'

'Knickers? No way.'

'But Sid you can't wear boxers, the underwear is too visible in those.'

'So I'll buy some pants.'

'Okay, suit yourself.'

A week later Carrie went on another business trip, this was to be for six weeks, the thought of this worried them both. Sid felt that he didn't write as well when she went away and Carrie was concerned about just who she would return to. It was obvious that Sid was turning into a woman but it annoyed her that he wouldn't admit it. As she left the house she decided that if she came home to Sid again that she'd do what she could to entice Zoe out for good.

A couple of weeks into Carrie's trip, Sid had realized that if he wanted to write a truly strong and believable story he would need to buy some make-up.

That evening as he applied mascara to his eyes he knew he was in deep. When he ventured out into the city now he tried to look as feminine as possible in the hope of passing as a woman. His chest had grown too big to hide and with his hair, nails, and eyebrows it was easier to pass as a woman than a man. As such, he found it hard not to indulge in being a woman, in fact too hard as he'd spent the day shopping and ended up with three pairs of heels, a bag of make-up, a dress, knickers, four bras, two skirts, tights, four pairs of trousers, hair clips and three tops (two of which were low cut to show his cleavage). He'd gotten home with everything but hadn't had the courage to wear anything.

Carrie returned home from the trip with a shopping bag from a popular American women's store.

'Hi, Sid. I got you a little present.' She said as passed the bag.

'Really? Cool, what is it?' He asked opening the bag.

'They're shorts. It's getting warmer and I figured you might like to have some.'

Sid pulled the shorts out and held them up against his waist. They were white, pleated, and went down to his knees, with a little flowery embroidery around the waist.

'They look nice.'

'Try them on.'

'Maybe in a bit, I'm cooking.' Sid replied realizing he'd kept his leg shaving a secret and now she'd surely notice.

'I'll watch it, you go.' She insisted.

Five minutes later Sid emerged looking sheepish.

'They fit well.'

'They look really good.'

'But they almost look like a skirt.' Sid replied.

'It's a style called Collets. They look great on you with your shaved legs Sid.'

'I.'

'I already knew, research, I understand. You shouldn't be ashamed. So do you like them?'

'I do, thanks.' Sid said, deciding to ignore what he'd planned to argue; that they were women.

After dinner, Sid disappeared only to reappear wearing the collets and a small white fitted top that was low cut in the front and showed off some cleavage. On his feet were a pair of shoes, not any she'd seen wear before, and not Carrie's. They were white sandals with a two-inch heel.

'Wow, you look good.'

'Thanks, I thought they would all go.' Sid said as he sat down on the couch, crossing his legs.

'I like your shoes.'

'Thanks, I figured that I shouldn't need to hide my research from you. I got them because I want to experience heels, to be honest, it's the first time I've worn them as I don't want to go all feminine, after all, I'm only researching and I'm still a man.' He said.

'But if you like being dressed as a woman then don't worry.' Carrie replied deciding not to mention the top even though she couldn't help but stare at his breasts.

'I'm not dressed as a woman. I realize that I may have become more feminine in appearance since I arrived but that's part research and probably part living with you.'

'Well don't be shy to show off your feminine side to me.'

'Thanks. Once I've got my weight gain under control and finished the book manly looking Sid will be back.' Sid said his voice quivering, soft and feminine.

The following day Carrie was having a lunchtime coffee in the city when she thought she said a familiar face. Walking into a women's shop wearing a blue skirt, sandals and a blue top was a woman who looked just like Zoe. Carrie was tempted to go and see but hesitated as she knew that if she was meant to know then Sid or Zoe would tell her.

That evening Carrie returned to find Sid wearing a new pair of jeans. They were fitted perfectly for a woman's shape and looked great on him. On his feet were a pair of blue one-inch kitten mules, on his top was a fitted white shirt. Through the jeans, Carrie could see he wore a thong and through the top, she saw a bra. Furthermore in his ears were dangling earrings. Rather than saying anything, she decided to keep quiet and wait.

That Saturday morning Carrie got up, walked through to the kitchen, and stood unnoticed looking at Sid, she could see so clearly what he denied. Sid was more Zoe than Sid now. Carrie wasn't sure how it had happened but she could see from his collets, curved hips and waistline, breasts that were now at least a c-cup, long nails, shaped eyebrows, pierced ears, and hair. The hair was always tied back, always except now. Sid wore it down and as Sid turned to notice Carrie she could see that not only did it bear resemblance to Jennifer Anniston's but he also wore a sparkly hair slide in the front. It wasn't Carrie's slide though.

'Morning Sid.'

'Morning Carrie.'

'I like your hair.'

'What? Oh, thanks.' He said feeling the slide and quickly taking it out with embarrassment.

'Hey, leave it in.'

'It's not...'

'It's okay Sid, please put it back.'

'It's character development.'

'I'm sure.'

'Sid, please don't take this the wrong way but after breakfast will you do me a little favor?'

'What's that.'

'I want you to try some clothes on.'

'Women's clothes?' He asked with paranoia.

'Yes.'

'Why?'

You'll see. Will you?'

'Okay, this once but Carrie please after this time no more alright.'

'Fine.' Carrie replied hesitating to point out he was already wearing women's clothes.

After Sid had eaten two bowls of Cefem, Carrie walked off and returned with a smile. '

Okay Sid I've put some clothes and shoes on your bed, if you put them on and show me I'll never bother you about this again, I promise.'

'Right.' Sid said slowly heading to his room. On the bed, he found a blue dress. On the floor next to the bed was a pair of blue mules.

Slowly stripping down to his bra and knickers he slipped the dress on, zipping it up, he looked in the mirror, it fit perfectly. Putting the heels on he stepped back to the mirror. Taking the hair slide he put it in and stood motionless for a minute as tears welled up in his eyes.

'Sid?' Carrie asked from the other side of the door. 'You okay Sid?'

'No'

'What's the matter?' Carrie asked opening the door and looking in.

'Sid's gone. I mean look. This is what you wanted to see right. '

'No this is what I wanted you to see Zoe.'

'What happened to me?'

'I don't know but what do you think of your reflection?'

'I like it, I mean I'm not sure. I'm a man.'

'That can be changed if you want Zoe.'

'Please stop calling me that. I know as I stand here now I look more like a woman than a man but I'm a man. I don't know what's happened to my body.'

'It's not just your body though you've been getting progressively feminine over the past months, your clothes, your hair, your nails, eyebrows, you wear ear-rings, you shave your body but not your face. Face it you know as well as I do that you've been changing.'

'But most of that has been researched, just one-offs for the experience.'

'But they haven't just been one-offs though. Look stay as Zoe today see how it feels. I'm off on business tomorrow for a week, take that time, and think things through, when I get back whatever you decide I'll help you.'

'Okay, I know you're right.'

'Great, well you better put some make-up on Zoe, you can use this.' Carrie said handing Zoe a new make-up bag crammed with new products.

The following morning Sid woke up, walked through into the kitchen in the long t-shirt and knickers he now slept in, Carrie was gone but she'd left two envelopes. One addressed for Zoe and one for Sid.

Tying his hair back, he picked both up unsure which to open. Putting them down he poured himself a bowl of Cefem and sat down staring at the envelopes.

The night before had been strange, Zoe and Carrie had gotten on better than Sid had recently. The clothes we so comfortable and he felt good wearing them, leaving Sid sure that whichever way he decided to go he was going to have to start wearing a bra for the support. As Sid thought more about it he realized he was also going to have to continue to wear knickers and women's trousers too for the fit. As he sat eating, the idea of his body getting hairy like it used to was so unappealing he knew that he would need to continue shaving.

The idea of opening both envelopes was not one he entertained as he knew the decision started with them. To give it some more thought he decided to head to the pool for a swim. In the pool room, he walked over to his trunks. They sat on a blue towel, whilst next to them on a pink towel sat a pink bikini. The bikini wasn't Carrie's as far as he could see and upon closer inspection, it was not even her size it was Zoe's.

Again a decision had to be made. Taking his t-shirt off Sid looked at his breasts and remember ed the support the bra had offered. The bikini would offer the same, which made Sid pick it up and consider trying it on. He only thought for a moment before tying it around. It felt great, so good he decided to go ahead and wear it. It didn't mean he was a woman, did it? Taking his knickers off he picked up his trunks but putting them on seemed pointless, he swapped them for the pink bikini bottoms and got into the pool.

An hour of swimming later Sid got out of the pool picked up the pink towel and wrapped it around his body like a woman. He'd not yet made a decision but entering his bedroom he opened up the cupboard and tried to think. Before he hung skirts, tops dresses and his new trousers. Reaching for his trousers his hands moved and pulled out a purple skirt and put it down on the bed. Next, he picked out a white top and proceeded to get dressed. Carrie had given her some bras the night before and as she looked in the mirror, dressed and made up Zoe knew Sid had gone. Putting on a pair of kitten heels Zoe walked into the kitchen and opened her envelope.

Dear Zoe

I know you're going to love being a woman. All the clothes in your room are your's, I've been secretly adding new clothes in your size for weeks, waiting for this. I hope you like them but if not then a perfect excuse for us to do some shopping. I have a guess at how this happened apart from you sub-consciously wanting it I imagine the excessive amounts of Cefem may have played a part, after all, it is for women only.

Can't wait to see you next week, love Carrie.

P.s. Maybe now we can expand on the kiss we had last year.

Putting the letter to Sid in the bin, Zoe poured herself a bowl of Cefem and smiled at the future ahead of her.

THE END.