As Girl As It Gets - Japanese Girl - Part 1

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SUMMARY - Sid moves to Japan to stay with an old friend and write a novel. During his time there he finds himself turning feminine to help his research.

University had been great for Sid made even better by the arrival of Carrie in the final year. Over from Japan for a year of studying, Carrie arrived at a time when Sid needed a friend. She was tall for a Japanese girl and Sid was small for a British guy both measuring in at five-eighth. Besides the height, they both shared the same daring humor and both studied English.

As far as Sid could see she was a dream woman come true except she showed no interest in his advances. No interest until the final night before she was due to fly home when they shared a passionate kiss.

That kiss was enough to hook Sid's heart. As soon as Carrie had gone he fell into a depressive downward spiral. University had finished and the real world beckoned, alcohol couldn't keep it away and nor could sleep.

Sid got a job that despite the job description resulted in making cups of tea and surfing the internet bored and uninspired. Through the dark storm in his life, two rays of sunshine crept through, that of the book he'd committed himself to write in his spare lonely hours and of course Carrie. She still kept in touch by email, although her world was a rainbow in comparison. She had a high paid job that sent her on an important business trips all over the world and a big house. She never mentioned any love interest though and although Sid tried not to think about it he knew he had to move on.

It was six months since the university had finished and Sid sipping on his tea was delighted to see an email from Carrie waiting in his inbox. As he read her words he couldn't believe it. She'd invited him out, to live. She offered him the spare bedroom rent-free, covering his costs whilst he concentrated on his writing. She even offered to buy his ticket, to her, she explained it would beget company and keep the house safe while she was away.

As Sid sat in shock another email popped up, again from Carrie. Simply stating she'd booked his flight and he had a week to pack.

Picking up his cup of tea Sid stared at the screen smiling before standing up and announcing he was leaving, before swiftly walking out of the office for good.

The week went so slow, but finally, it was time to fly, checking in his suitcase with his entire student wardrobe crammed inside, Sid made his way to the departure lounge and started shopping for a nice perfume for Carrie.

The flight took forever only broken up by the computer games and girlie movies being shown. Sid hated that type of film normally but he realized he wasn't going to get an action or horror flick on the plane.

As the baggage conveyor belt carried the final suitcase round, Sid looked on in despair, it had been an hour since he landed and now he was certain his suitcase had caught another flight.

Picking up his present for Carrie, Sid made his way out past customs to an empty arrivals hall where only Carrie remained. The sight of her made everything better as they hugged and smiled at each other.

'Er. This is for you.'

'Thanks, my favorite. Boy, you travel light huh?'

'Not intentionally but they lost by stuff.'

'Oh no. Well, I always thought you needed a new wardrobe.'

'Gee, thanks.'

As Sid followed Carrie to her car he noticed for the first time he was in Japan. Everything looked modern and shiny and the Japanese lette ing was everywhere and English nowhere.

'You're hair's long huh?' Carrie said noticing his chin-length hair.

'Yeah been leaving it to do whatever, you know.' Sid replied, tucking a strand behind his ear.

'It looks good long.'

Carrie's house was huge. An hour outside Tokyo, in the countryside, it boasted two huge en-suite bedrooms and an indoor swimming pool. As a gesture, Sid took his trainers off outside the front door, having read that footwear inside is poor manners.

'Wow, this is a great place.'

'Thanks, listen you must be exhausted what would you like to do; sleep, eat, drink? You tell me.'

'Well, I wouldn't mind a shower, as after umpteen hours on the plane I know I smell a bit off.'

'Okay fine, there's a bathroom attached to your bedroom, towels, soap, and other bits and pieces are in there, help yourself. I'll find you some clothes to put on.'

'Thanks, you got me clothes?'

'No silly, but you can't wear those stinky things all day, I'll give you some of mine.'

'Carrie looks at me, I'm a guy, can't we put these in the wash and I'll wear a dressing gown till they're dry.'

'We could but my machine is broken, I'm waiting for the guy to come Monday and fix it. Don't worry Sid, I'm not going to give you a dress.'

'Monday? Today's Friday.'

'I know and it's a festival weekend here nothing operates until Monday, not even clothes shops.'

'Fine, but I want manly things, no bras, dresses, skirts or frilly tops.'

'Trust me.' Carrie said as she disappeared.

When Sid emerged from the bathroom, towel around his waist he found Carrie had laid a set of clothes out on the bed for him. Towelling off Sid picked up the knickers, plain cotton, no-frills, or silk. So he put them on, feeling the difference between his boxers, tight, yet comfortable. Next, he picked up a pair of black trousers, fine except a flower motif on one leg, although they were loose around his bum and hips. Next to the top, a small purple t-shirt that tightly enveloped him, showing his tiny nipples to the world. Compared to his normal wardrobe of jeans, t-shirt, and trainers it wasn't a world away and so inspecting himself in the mirror, he reasoned that he was still a man and went through to join Carrie.

'Hey, looking good.'

'Thanks.'

'Not too girly?'

'No.'

'Good. Are you hungry?'

'Yeah, what have you got?'

'No much. I am going to cook you a delicious traditional dinner later but wondered if you wanted a snack now.'

'Sure, like what?'

'Well.. I haven't got much but cereal.'

'Oh fine.'

Reaching into a cupboard, Carrie pulled a box of Cefem out and a bowl.

'What's that?' Sid asked, looking at the box with a beautiful woman on the front and Japanese scribbles all over it in pink.

'It's all I've got I'm afraid. It's a little like Special K, designed to give women the necessary minerals and vitamins we need each day and it tastes great.'

'Yeah?' Sid said rather reluctantly.

Nervously tasting a spoonful Sid looked up and smiled giving the thumbs up. Five minutes later Sid was on his third bowl and finally, his hunger was being filled. The cereal was delicious, in fact, Sid thought of having another but managed to resist.

That night over dinner Sid and Carrie caught up as though they'd never been apart. Sid explained the story of his novel, a revenge plot where the main character was seeking revenge from the policeman that killed his sister. It wasn't the type of book that interested Carrie but she tried to show keen interest.

Towards the end of the meal, Sid was utterly embarrassed when he dropped food from his chopsticks down onto his t-shirt and trousers. As Sid fumbled about doing his best to clean himself, Carrie sat laughing as she watched on.

The night had been great and as much as Sid wanted to end the night with a kiss as they'd had the last time they'd met, he resisted knowing that it could ruin the great thing he had before it had really begun.

'I'll get you nightie, hang on.' Carrie said as they both stood up to go to bed.

'A nightie?'

'Well, yeah, what else are you going to sleep in? I'd rather you didn't sleep naked Sid. It won't bite you know.'

'Okay, whatever.' Sid said, he knew from experience not to bother arguing too much with Carrie, so he figured he'd let her have her way.

As Sid waited he went into his bedroom and had a proper look. It was painted in white, but the curtains, carpet, and bed sheets were all move. Opening a cupboard Sid was surprised to see it full of women's clothes. Flicking through for something manly, he stopped at what thought was a long pair of shorts but pulling it out he quickly realized it was in fact a red knee-length skirt.

'Here you go.' Carrie said smiling as she passed him a white silk nightie. 'You can wear that tomorrow if you want, she said motioning to the skirt.'

'Gee thanks. I'll stick to the trousers though.' Sid said as he took the nightie and pulled a face of disgust.

'Okay, well good night and sweet dreams.' Carrie said before Sid could launch into another verbal attack of her clothes.

Putting on the nightie Sid felt a shiver of excitement. Standing in front of the mirror he couldn't help but twirl as he admired the feel and examined the thin straps that supported it. Climbing into bed Sid was immediately aware of the new sensation around him but exhausted by the long day he quickly drifted off to sleep.

Sid works up to Carrie's voice although she was stood over the bed and not beside him as he'd hoped.

'Good morning, fancy a swim?'

'Ur. Yeah, why not.' Sid answered his mind still asleep.

'Great, there's a swimsuit on the chair for you.'

'Swimsuit?' Sid assked, waking up a little more.

'Well yeah, I only have one bikini and I'm wearing it.'

Maybe I'll pass on the swim' Sid said as he looked to the purple swimsuit.

'Oh come on Sid, don't be so pathetic. You spent yesterday in my clothes, you slept in a nightie, a swim in my costume is not going to kill you or make you less of man.'

'Okay, fine give me two minutes.' Sid replied as he waited for Carrie to leave before getting out of bed and looked again in the mirror at his nightie. It had been comfortable but not something he felt drawn to, as he knew some men were.

The swimsuit was tight and uncomfortable and walking into the pool room, Sid felt more embarrassed than ever. Wasting no time to jump in Sid quickly got in the water and joined Carrie in the pool.

'I was thinking we could go to Tokyo and see the festival today.' She said.

'Sounds good, except I can hardly go out wearing your clothes.'

'What? Why Not? Something wrong with my clothes?'

'Only that I'm a guy and your clothes are women's things. I'll look like a freak' Sid said as he swam.

'Well then, you'll go as a woman.'

'What?'

'I'm serious. You'll pass as a woman it'll be fun.'

'No way.'

'Why not? You wore my stuff yesterday, in fact, you're wearing my things today, so what if people see you. How many people do you know in Japan?'

'One.'

'Exactly! People either won't notice or care that you're a man. This festival occurs once every ten years, come on.'

'Okay, but only if I'm not too obviously a guy in a dress.'

'I promise no dress, okay.'

Five minutes later Carrie got out of the pool, closely followed by Sid.

'Okay, take a shower, there's a razor for your legs in there.' Carrie said, excited.

'My legs?'

'Well, I thought you'd prefer to go bare than to wear girlie tights.'

'Well yeah, but why my legs.'

'Well, basically my hipsters I gave you yesterday were my only clean trousers so now you're wearing a skirt.'

'What?'

'You said anything but a dress.'

'Yeah but...'

'Sid you're acting like a girl, stop moaning and get showering... And shaving. Oh, and you'll need to do your chest and armpits too.'

In the shower, Sid held the lady razor up for a moment contemplating what he was about to do before realizing it was his one chance in life to see what he would look like a woman. He had no interest in it before but now the opportunity presented itself he was curious. Shaving his legs he looked at his hairy chest and decided to do the same on his chest and armpits.

Stepping out of the bathroom, towel around his waist, Sid discovered another pile of clothes waiting on his bed. This time although the knickers were again white cotton, just like he'd found in one of his bedroom drawers, there was the red skirt he'd looked at the night before, a black vest top, and a bra. Not only was there a bra but there were two silicon breasts with it. As Sid looked through the clothes in horror he also found a pair of white tights and down on the floor were a pair of red heels.

Pulling the knickers on, the then fastening the skirt around his waist Sid took a moment of hesitation as he held the bra before reminding himself it was his one chance in life to experience life as a woman. Struggling to put the bra on, Sid was silently relieved when Carrie walked in to help, outwardly he acted disgusted but inside he was loving it.

Carrie clipped his bra up and Sid inserted the silicon breastplates, then he put the top on looking down it looked odd, he had breasts. Then he looked up at Carrie and said

'I'm not wearing tights, I shaved my legs.'

'Okay fine but try the shoes on, I think we have a similar size.'

'Can't I wear my trainers?'

'No Sid, besides being unladylike, you left them outside in the rain last night, they're soaked.'

'Oh.' Sid said rather disappointed as he put the red heels on.

'They okay?'

'Fine, but difficult to walk in.' Sid said as he took a couple of steps.

'You'll get used to them, now since you also shaved your chest you'd better put the vest top on.'

As Sid put the top on and pulled it down over the bra, he was surprised to find it almost looked good in the mirror. Trying to take a few more steps in the heels he found that if he took small delicate steps then he didn't sway or lose balance.

Taking Sid's hand Carrie led him over to the dresser where she sat him down and began brushing his hair.

'It's lucky you grew your hair out you know.' She said, sliding a hair clip in.

'This wasn't my intention though.'

'Sally, please just relax and enjoy the day.'

'Sally?'

'Well, you can't look like a woman and be call Sid.'

'Why not? Sid can be a girl's name.'

'But the Sid I know is a guy.'

'Well, how about Zoe?'

'Zoe? You want to be called Zoe? Okay fine.'

After the hair was clipped into place, next came the make-up. Once Sid's eyes, cheeks, and lips had been accentuated, Carrie gave him a necklace, a ring, bracelet, and clip-on earrings. Ten minutes later Sid looked in the mirror but could only see Zoe.

The day out passed quickly for Zoe mainly because she was enjoying it so much. No-one noticed her secret and she even found herself the center of attraction whenever men passed by. Getting in and taking the heels off before massaging her sore feet. The notion to unclip her hair and removed the make-up never occurred until Carrie mentioned it as they were saying goodnight.