Bing Popular Bing Girl – Part 2

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Jason returned to work and made an appointment with Sarah Burns for the next day. Jason was examined by Dr. Burns and began a series of hormone injections that day. She also prescribed hormone patches for Jason to wear. Jason returned to the office and told Betty of his decision to transition into a woman.

“Jason I didn’t want this to happen. I know it was fun to be Xena but this is over the top.”

“This has nothing to do with Xena. Xena was fun for me too but it has nothing to do with what I want to do now.”

“What are you going to say to Tom Larson?”

“I will just have to say that if they still want me to work for them they will have to put up with a new woman working for them.”

“You might lose your job.”

“I might but even if I do, I’ve been offered another position with West Coast Import and they would do anything to have me, even let me transition.”

“Are they offering a raise?”

“Yes they are, but I don’t want to leave this company.”

“When are you going to tell them what you are doing?”

“Not for a while. I want to see what the hormones do first and then I’ll tell them what I’m doing.”

“Jason, this is such a big step, are you sure you want to do this thing?”

“I’ve never been sure of anything but this time I know what I want to do.”

“I hope so.”

Jason continued with his therapy, both mental and hormonal. Several months past and Jason wanted to ask what Dr. Short meant by other ways to please your man or be pleased yourself.

“Doctor, you asked me if I had sex with a man the first time I came here and you said something about different ways to do that, what did you mean?”

“I thought you knew about anal sex or oral sex when I asked you that question. Now that I know you as well as I do, I realized that you were like a young teenaged girl discovering her sexuality for the first time, why do you ask?”

“Because I want to go out again and I’m feeling different now with the hormones. I look at guys and wonder what it would be like for them to seduce me, am I wrong thinking that way?”

“Of course not, you’re a young woman now and I’m sure you will want to experiment with sex. Before you do though be sure that is what you want to do, don’t just do it to do it. Also, be careful, you can catch things that can kill you so be selective and careful, make sure the man uses protection.”

“Thank you, Dr. Short.”

Jason left the doctor’s office and had a lot to think about. Jason was drifting away and Tiffany was becoming the dominant personality. The hormones were doing their job, Tiffany was becoming a well-shaped young woman and her mind was becoming one that only would be defined as feminine. Jason was almost gone.

Tiffany wanted to go dancing once again and asked Betty to go. She accepted and a date was made for Friday night.

Tiffany dressed and looked at herself in the mirror. She looked hot. Her legs had become more feminine looking and with nylons on they were hot. She looked at her hips, they had become fuller and her butt pushed her dress out in a seductive way. Her waist had grown smaller and she was pleased. She looked at her chest, she still wore forms but now she had small cleavage to show the world. She took the forms out of her bra and looked again, she was flat, no more than an A cup at best. I should be bigger by now she thought but that was not to be. She realized that if she were to become the size she wanted she would have to have implants. She would have to become the type of woman her mother warned her about, not one that would seduce her son but she would become the woman that would have seduced her son. Tiffany put her forms back in and went to pick up Betty. The two girls had a wonderful evening and Tiffany voiced her want for implants.

“Betty, I’m thinking of getting implants. My breasts aren’t growing any larger and I need more.”

“Are you sure? You haven’t told the main office about what you are doing, but with implants, you will have to. There will be no way to hide them.”

“I’m going to tell them this week and if they don’t like what I’m doing, well so be it. West Coast wants me and I told them what I was doing and they were fine with it.”

“I hope our company is too.”

“Me too.”

Monday came and Jason was on the phone with Tom Larsen.

“Good morning Tom, how are things in Chicago?”

“Just great Jason, to what do I owe this call, you usually don’t call me until Wednesday?”

“There are a couple of things. First I want to tell you that I’ve landed two more accounts, which should move us up above Centurion Imports in both volume and profit. The second is a bit more involved, at least for me. There is no easy way to tell you this except to come right out and say it, Tom, I’m going to transition from being a man to being a woman. I’ve been taking hormones and now it’s time living as a woman so I can have surgery in the future to become a complete woman. Lastly, I want to remain in this position with Quantum Imports. West Coast has offered me a job with them with a considerable raise because they have seen what I have done for our company and my transitioning isn’t a problem for them so now the ball is in your court so to speak.”

“Wow Jason, you’ve really caught me with my guard down. You want to become a woman, why? Are you going to be able to do this job when you become a woman?”

“Of course I will, I’m not going to inject my brain with bimbo juice, I might even do better as a woman, you know how the government is about quotas.”

“Jason before I can say anything I will have to run this by the board of directors and then we will let you know of our decision. You have really shocked me with this news and if it were up to me I would let you remain because I would hate to see you working for that competitor of ours. Money can make a person overlook a lot of things and you have made a lot of money for this company so don’t be too concerned about our decision, it will probably go the way you want.”

Jason hung up the phone and went to work feeling better now that he didn’t have to hide his secret. The way his body had been developing it was becoming almost impossible to hide the fact that he was becoming a woman. His hips and legs had become soft and rounded and his waist had shrunk. Betty had to remind him that he had to wear looser clothing because people would be able to see his nice feminine shape. The only disappointment he had was with breast development, sure his nipples had grown and they had become very sensitive to touch but they just didn’t want to grow beyond a small A cup, thus his decision to have breast augmentation.

Jason talked to Dr. Burns and she recommended a plastic surgeon in Beverley Hills.

“Jason, Dr. Harold is the best. He does almost all of the movie stars and you know how natural they look, I wouldn’t use anyone else.”

“Is it expensive?”

“Of course he is but this is your body we're talking about, if you want to save money go to some butcher in Tijuana.”

“You’re right Sarah this is too important to save a few dollars.”

Jason made an appointment for the next week with Dr. Harold.

The following Monday Tom Larsen called Jason back to tell him of their decision.

“Good morning Jason, how was your weekend?”

“It was nice thank you. Have you and the board of directors made a decision on my fate?” Jason giggled because he was confident they wouldn’t want to lose him because of all the money he had made for them and because he had a job offer from one of their main competitors.

“Yes we have and the news isn’t good. The board decided you could remain with the company as long as you remain a man. If you decide to go through with this transition thing we will have to let you go.”

Jason was stunned. This can’t be he thought, I’m a good employee, I do a good job, why would my sex have anything to do with my performance, I must have heard him wrong.

“Are you saying that I’m fired if I pursue my wish to become a female?”

“I’m afraid so Jason, I tried to talk them out of letting you go but they wouldn’t hear of it. All they would talk about was what the company would do with a freak working for them and what people would say.”

“They wouldn’t say anything, this is California.”

“Yes it is, but where we are in Illinois and that kind of thing doesn’t fly back here, I’m sorry Jason but you have a decision to make.”

“I’m sorry to Tom but I have made a decision and I guess I’ll have to take West Coast’s offer. I really wanted to stay here even at a lesser salary than offered but if this company is so narrow-minded then I don’t want anything to do with it, it’s time for you to come into the twenty-first century. It’s been nice working with you, Tom.”

Jason hung up the phone and burst into tears. Jason was severing all ties to his past by changing jobs and maybe it would be better this way, he would now become Tiffany full time and wouldn’t have to explain the change to anyone he worked with. He was going to miss Betty but they could still be best friends away from work, maybe this wouldn’t be so bad after all. Jason dried his tears and went to tell Betty the news.

“Betty they fired me,” Jason said as his chin began to quiver.

“Oh no please tell me you’re kidding.”

“I wish I was but they said if I decided to become a woman then I would be out of a job.”

“Oh Jason, I’m going to miss you,” Betty said as the two embraced and the tears flowed.

Several minutes passed before the two could compose themselves.

“Are you going to go to work for the West Coast?”

“I have to work and at least they are understanding enough to let me transition.”

“What about your accounts?”

“Hopefully they will follow me. If I’m lucky maybe they will let me take you with me too. I would hate to have to train someone new.”

“I hope you can too, I love you Jason, who would have thought being Zena would end like this?”

“I think being Zena was the best thing that could have happened to me. If it wasn’t for that I would have never found the new me.”

“But you wouldn’t have to go through this heartache.”

“It’s worth it, I love being Tiffany, I wouldn’t change a thing except for being able to work here.”

Tom phoned Jason and told him that he was to leave that day. Quantum would be sending him his final paycheck pay by mail. Jason informed West Coast that he would start to work for them in one month’s time as he wanted to have his implant surgery before he began and this would give him time to heal from the surgery.

West Coast was excited that Jason, now Tiffany was coming over to their firm. West Coast was much larger than Quantum but their sales had declined since Jason and Quantum entered the west coast market. They knew of Jason’s transition but they didn’t mind as they knew it was the performance on the job, not the kind of person you were that mattered. It also helped that someone had transitioned ten years before and knew that the person in transition would be a happier employee. They just wished that Tiffany could have started sooner.

Tiffany had her surgery and ended with C cup breasts. She was off for three weeks before starting her new job. During this time she became better acquainted with her new assets. She was amazed at how much more sensitive her now larger breasts were only now they were sensitive in a pleasurable way. She loved feeling them, especially in the shower while the water ran over them.

It was a week before she was to start her job so she called Betty to go shopping.

“Betty, would you go shopping with me? I need new clothes especially tops now that I’ve grown considerably,” Tiffany giggled.

“You bet girlfriend I’d love to, how about this afternoon?”

“That would be perfect, see you after work.”

Tiffany went to dress. She decided to wear a pair of low cut jeans and a cute top that showed off her new assets. She looked in the mirror and knew she had made the right decision, she looked hot. She donned a pair of white running shoes and went to meet Betty.

When Betty saw Tiffany she let out a squeal.

“God Tiffany you look great. Your doctor did amazing work, you wouldn’t even know you had surgery. How do they feel?”

“They feel soft and natural, I’ll let you feel them later, lets go shopping.”

The girls proceeded to almost every store in the mall. Tiffany was on a mission and by the time she was done she had bought enough clothes to last her two weeks at work without wearing the same thing over again and several clubbing outfits for the weekend. She bought practical shoes for work and even bought a pair of CFM sandals with four-inch heels for the weekend. The girls were having fun until Betty brought up something that was happening at work.

“Tiffany, I didn’t want to talk to you about work but you’re one of my best friends and I have to tell you something.”

“What’s wrong Betty?”

“The person they sent out from the east coast has been saying very bad things about you to some of your old customers.”

“Like what?”

“He’s been telling them the reason you were fired was that you were into all kinds of perversions and that someone else was making the deals with them and you were just the front person. It’s been terrible since you left, the customers are pissed because they think you cheated them.”

“I never cheated anyone. The deals I made were better than anyone else would offer. What kinds of perversions are you talking about?”

“He’s told people that you performed oral sex and everything, it’s just terrible what he is saying.”

“Does Tom Larsen know about this?”

“He would have to, he sent him out here.”

Tiffany was seething with anger, how could they do this to her, she did nothing but make money for that company and now they do this to her.

“They’ve done this to the wrong person,” she said to Betty, “I’m going to talk to an attorney about this. They can be upset about me leaving but that gives them no right to destroy my life.”

“If you need anything, I’m here for you.”

What had started as a fun evening had turned into something else, Tiffany was pissed. Tomorrow I’m talking to a lawyer she thought but first, she wanted to confront Tom Larsen about what she had learned.

The next morning Tiffany called Tom Larsen.

“Quantum Imports.”

“May I have Tom Larsen please?”

“Who should I say is calling?”

“Tiffany Randall.”

“Is he expecting your call?”

“Possibly, just tell him I’m on the phone.”

“Tom Larsen.”

“Tom this is Tiffany Randall and I want to talk to you about some of the things I’ve heard being said about me.”

“Oh Jason, I didn’t recognize your other name. What are you talking about?”

“You know damn well what I’m talking about, you can’t lie to people about me and get away with it, why are you doing this to me?”

“Why, I’ll tell you why, you were making all kinds of money for this company and then you decided to do this stupid girl thing, well I’m sorry missy, that kind of bullshit doesn’t fly with this company. You thought you could put pressure on us with some phony job offer from another company just so you could live some perverted lifestyle, well think again, by the time we're done with you, you won’t be able to find a job washing dishes. You should have thought of that before you did any of this.”

“I’m going to sue you for what you’ve done.”

“Sue us? You’ve got to be kidding; they will laugh you right out of court. Do you seriously think anyone will believe some sicko dressed in woman’s clothes over a well-respected businessman from the midwest, I think not.”

“Tom I had a much higher opinion of you than what I have now. I didn’t realize you were such a homophobic person. I’ll bet you hate blacks and Asians to don’t you, I had hoped you would have thought twice before saying any more bad things about me but I guess I was wrong, goodbye Tom.”

The next morning Tiffany calls for an attorney.

“Law offices,” said the voice on the other end.

“Hello, my name is Tiffany Randall and I need an attorney.”

“For what kind of case?”

“Defamation of character.”

“I’ll have you talk to Marvin Cline.”

“Mr. Clines office, how may I help you?”

“I would like to speak to Mr. Cline.”

“Are you an existing client?”

“No.”

“What is it that you are calling about?”

“My previous employer has been slandering me and I want him to stop.”

“This sounds like the kind of case Mr. Cline should be able to help you with, I’ll transfer your call.”

“Marvin Cline, how may I help you?”

“Mr. Cline, my name is Tiffany Randall and my previous employer has been spreading lies about me and I want him to stop.”

“What kind of lies?”

“It’s kind of involved, Let’s just say that he has made accusations that I have performed some sex acts that I really have never done.”

“Why would he do that?”

“Because he is angry that I wanted to change my sex.”

“Change your sex?”

“Yes from male to female.”

“So let me get this straight, your old boss has decided to destroy your life because he didn’t like your decision to change sexes?”

“That’s about it.”

“It sounds to me like you have a very strong sexual discrimination lawsuit here. I would like to see you at my offices tomorrow at two PM. I will be in court tomorrow morning but will be free in the afternoon, can you make it?”

“I’ll be there.”

Tiffany had a week before she would start working for West Coast and she was going to make sure that Quantum would pay for what they had done to her. They could try to keep their accounts and she wouldn’t blame them for that, but not by lying and trying to destroy her, that was just wrong.

Tiffany bathed and decided to wear one of her new Ann Taylor suits she bought with Betty. She wore a silk blouse with the blue suit, which she left unbuttoned to show a little cleavage, with the money she spent on her breasts she might as well show them off. She added sheer charcoal pantyhose and a pair of blue pumps with two-inch heels. Tiffany was a poster child for how a woman should dress when she has a career. She looked in the mirror and was pleased with what she saw, a sexy career woman on the go.

Tiffany arrived at the law offices and was escorted into Marvin’s office. Marvin Cline was a man of about forty- five years old and looked like he took care of himself, he was very handsome with slight graying at the temples and well-tanned skin. Tiffany felt her nipples twitch when she saw him, my but he’s handsome she thought to herself.

“Hello, I’m Marvin Cline, it’s nice to meet you, Tiffany. I hope you don’t mind me saying this but you look stunning.”

“No I don’t mind and thank you, it makes a girl feel good to be noticed after all the work we go through to look good.”

“I doubt you had to try very hard, your very pretty.”

“Thank you.”

“Let’s get started, I need to know everything you can tell me about yourself and how this whole thing came about.”

Tiffany started at the beginning with Xena and how it made her feel popular and how it progressed to dancing and then how dressing made her feel special. She explained that she had thought she was just dressing to go dancing but realized that she actually wanted to be a woman and tried hormones and almost killed herself by accident. She explained how she grew Quantum into a major player in the L.A. area in imports and exports and decided to transition into a woman. She also explained that another company wanted her to go to work for them and they are fine with her transitioning while she works for them. She told Marvin about her conversation with Tom Larsen about her need to transition and he seemed all right with it at the time although in retrospect he may have been lying. Several days later he called and told her to clean out her desk and not to come back. She explained that she found out about the rumors from a friend of hers and to see if they were true phoned several of her old clients who confirmed what Betty had said was true, Quantum was trying to ruin her reputation.

“Are any of the accusations true, have you ever had oral sex with a man?”

“Absolutely not, what a demeaning question.”

“I’m sorry but I had to ask it because if you had it would come out in court and I hate surprises. Have you ever had any other sexual relations with a man other than something as innocent as a kiss?”

“No, never.”

“It sounds to me like you have a very good case, how do you want to proceed from here?”

“What are my options?”

“You can sue them or if you want we can take them to federal court and nail them for sexual discrimination or both.”

“What would you recommend?”

“I would just sue them. We will contact them and see what they have to say and if they put up a stink about it then we might as well go the whole route. They probably think they have you over a barrel because you’re transgender but I have news for them, in California things have changed and judges have become much more accepting of people like you. After the murder of that girl in northern California, judges are going to be much more favorable to you and when it comes to sexual discrimination it doesn’t matter who you are if you discriminate you lose. It helps also that you are attractive and present yourself in a classy way, I can almost guaranty a win.”

Tiffany left and felt better for a change. She went into a coffee shop in the lobby of the building to have a snack. She ordered a coffee and a roll and sat to eat it. She had just taken her first sip of coffee when a man walked up to her table and asked if he could join her. Tiffany looked around the restaurant and saw that all the tables were taken.

“That would be alright,” She said.

“Thank you, do you work in the building, I don’t think I’ve seen you before.”

“No my attorney works on the nineteenth floor.”

“What do you do?”

“I start a new job next week at West Coast Imports.”

“Are you a secretary?”

“” No I’m in an executive position, I buy and sell merchandise all over the world.”

“That sounds exciting, have you been doing it long?”

“Two or three years, what do you do?”

“I represent farm growers from the San Joaquin valley. It’s not very exciting but it pays the bills. My name’s Mike, by the way, and yours?”  Mike asked as he extended his hand to hers.

Tiffany took his hand and noted that it was strong and said, “Tiffany.”

“Well Tiffany thanks for letting me sit here, do you ever export farm goods?”

“I never have but I have thought about it from time to time but never went anywhere with it because of the special handling it takes.”

“You should think about it, there is really good money in it. Maybe I could take you to dinner and we could discuss it and if you didn’t want to talk about it, maybe you would just go to dinner with me no strings attached.”

“I would like that, here’s my number, give me a call and we can set something up.”

“Count on it, Tiffany.”

Tiffany finished her coffee and left but not before giving Mike her biggest smile.

She walked to her car and took out her cell phone and called Betty.

“Betty you will never believe what just happened, I was just asked out for a date.”

“You were?” Betty giggled, “Is he cute?”

“Of course he is, he’s a fox.”

“Where are you going?”

“To dinner but first he has to call and make a date.”

“God this is so exciting, just be careful.”

“I will.”

Mike called that night and made a date for Friday night. Tiffany asked what to wear and he said it was a nice restaurant but would leave it up to her.

Friday night came and Tiffany wore a little more makeup than usual and the little black dress she had just bought that showed a lot of cleavages. She put on a pair of sheer nude pantyhose and decided tonight she was going to wear her CFM black sandals. The dress stopped mid-thigh and with her heels on it looked like her legs went on forever. She added some jewelry and waited for Mike to arrive.

Tiffany heard a knock on the door and opened it. Mike just stood and couldn’t say a word until he finally said, “Wow.”

“Do I look alright?”

“Are you kidding, your spectacular.”

“Thank you, shall we go?”

“Lets.”

The couple drove for an hour and a half to Gordon James in San Juan Capistrano. They entered the restaurant and all eyes turned to watch them, especially the guys.

“I’m going to have to keep my eyes on you or someone might steal you away,” said Mike.

“Silly, I’m with you,” Tiffany answered, saying just the right thing, Tiffany had indeed become a girl and answering the way a girl should.

Tiffany walked across the room and couldn’t help notice how much more her hips moved with the four-inch heels she was wearing, God no wonder they call them CFM shoes she thought. Mike also noticed the enticing walk by his sexy date. Mike had dated girls with prettier faces than Tiffany’s, and women with sexier bodies, but for some reason, as a whole Tiffany had them all beat, she oozed sex appeal. Mike was hoping that she would also be as sexy mentally as she was physical.

The host seated the couple and handed them menus.

“What would you suggest Mike?” asked Tiffany.

“What do you like?”

“Anything light, a girl has to watch her figure,” giggled Tiffany.

“Well you’ve obviously done a good job at that,” he responded.

“I’m glad you noticed.”

And so the evening went, he complimenting her and she the same with him. Dinner was done and Mike suggested that they walk across the street to a nightclub to dance. Tiffany said yes and off they went. The couple found a table, ordered drinks, and began to dance. The first ones were fast but finally, they played a slow tune. It’s about time Tiffany thought, she wanted to get closer to this guy she was with. Mike took her in his arms and they began to dance. Tiffany put her head on Mike’s shoulder and melted into his arms. Tiffany was noticing new sensations now as she danced. As the couple moved Tiffany was feeling a caressing sensation against her breasts that wasn’t there when she had formed between her and her previous partners. The sensations were causing her to become aroused. Her nipples were becoming hard and she felt warm, God she thought what’s happening to me, but instead of pushing Mike back away from her breasts, she pulled him tighter. Mike noticed this little movement from Tiffany and also notices that he was becoming hard against her, crap he thought, I hope this doesn’t turn her off. Tiffany felt Mike’s erection starting to grow against her hip, I’m having an effect on him she thought, Tiffany was flattered and afraid at the same time, she wanted this thing laying hard against her hip, but what would she do with it, she wasn’t sure.

“Mike, maybe we should sit down for a few minutes,” panted Tiffany.

“I think you’re right,” said Mike and then he moved down and kissed her on the lips.

Tiffany didn’t move away and when their lips touched, she melted and drew him tight to her body. She was hot. The hormones and sensitivity of her breasts had turned Tiffany into a sexually charged young woman, she wanted this man. Mike broke the kiss and escorted Tiffany back to their table. They sat and talked some more until Tiffany regained some of her composure. The evening was late so they both decided to leave, as they were tired. Mike drove Tiffany home and walked her to the door.

“Thank you Mike for a wonderful evening, it was magical.”

“Thank you for allowing me to take you to dinner this evening, may I call you again?”

“If you don’t I’ll never forgive you.”

Mike lowered his lips to hers and when they touched Tiffany felt sparks flowing through her body. I wish I was a complete woman she thought so I could take this man inside with me and have him make love to me, I want him so badly. The kiss continued and Tiffany felt Mike’s hands caressing her back and her nipples caressing his chest, she was becoming inflamed with lust. Never had she felt this way before. She wanted to reach for his growing erection but knew if she did she would be his to do whatever he pleased and she also knew that her secret would be known and didn’t know how Mike would react to that. Tiffany gained what little control she had and pushed Mike away.

“I had better go in,” she said.

“Good night Tiffany,” Mike said and kissed her lightly once again.

“Good night Mike.”

Tiffany entered her apartment and went into her bedroom and collapsed on the bed. She had a smile from ear to ear and kept saying to herself, he makes me feel like such a woman, Tiffany was in love.

Tiffany awoke from her sleep by the ringing of the phone.

“Hello,” she croaked.

“Hi Tiffany, it’s Mike, I hope I didn’t wake you?”

“That’s okay, it’s time to get up anyway, so what’s up?”

“It’s such a nice day I was wondering if you would like to drive up to Santa Barbara and have lunch?”

Tiffany was caught off guard, she was going to spend Sunday preparing for her new job that was to start this Monday, but this was Mike asking her to lunch, how could she refuse.

“I’d love to Mike, I’ll be ready in an hour.”

“See you then,” he said as he hung up the phone.

What am I going to wear she thought, I know some shorts and that cute little top I just bought. Tiffany went to the shower and shaved her legs, and underarms exited and dried off. She looked at her hair and began thinking, it’s almost long enough now to have it styled and I can get rid of my wig finally. She applied her makeup and donned her shorts and blouse. She put on a pair of white socks and shoes and then rolled the socks down to her shoes, I’m going to be comfortable she thought, no heels. She looked at herself in the mirror and was pleased, her legs looked good, they were soft and shapely looking, the hormones had done their job. Her blouse was cute, with tiny sleeves, and cut low enough to show some cleavage without looking slutty. She wore light makeup and looked innocent yet alluring, perfect she thought. I’m getting pretty good at this she thought, and I have five minutes to spare.

Mike arrived and they were off to Santa Barbara. This being Sunday meant that they were to spend a lot of time in the car. What should be an hour and a half drive turned into one that lasted three hours. Luckily the couple didn’t care because every minute they were together was another minute of enchantment. Tiffany sat as close to Mike as the seats in his 2003 Corvette would allow. Mike was making a valiant attempt at holding her hand and shifting the gearbox at the same time. Mike and Tiffany arrived in Santa Barbara and had a lovely lunch and then walked on the beach holding each other’s hand, as lovers should. They stopped and looked out at the islands and then looked into each other’s eyes. The unspoken words of love that each gaze held were more than Tiffany could bare, she reached up to her man and kissed him deeply. She parted her lips and Mike pushed his tongue into her mouth. Never had such a flame ignited within Tiffany’s body, she had to have this man. She knew he wanted her by the erection he now sported and she was at odds as to what she should do with it. She was trying to decide what to do as Mike slid his hand to her breast and began to caress it softly. She gasped and pulled him tight and lowered her hand to his erection and taking it softly into it. The couple then realized they were standing on the beach and what they were doing could get them thrown in jail.

“Let’s get out of here,” Mike said.

They walked back to Mike’s car and began the long commute home. Tiffany was on fire and as they started to drive she put her hand back on Mike’s pants. When she did she could feel his penis becoming hard once again. She knew what she was doing was wrong but couldn’t help herself, she wanted to experience what a real woman would experience with a man. She began to rub him softly which made him become fully erect, not only was this getting Mike hot and bothered but it was also exciting Tiffany. She let go of Mike’s penis and opened the zipper on his pants to free the object of her lust. She took it back into her hand and began to stroke it softly with her well-manicured nails and then looked at it. There was something very exciting about seeing her red nails contrasted against Mike’s engorged penis that put Tiffany over the edge. She lowered her head and kissed the tip of his member. Mike was in bumper to bumper traffic and was having an extremely difficult time concentrating on driving. Should he stop her he wondered, he really should but the brain in his little head said, “Not a chance,” so he let her continue. She parted her lips and let him enter her mouth, I’m giving myself to him she thought, I may not have a vagina but at least I can do this, I can please my man. She slid her mouth up and down Mike’s penis until he came and not knowing what else to do swallowed it. Tiffany was still inflamed with lust, she wanted Mike to fuck her brains out but without the right parts and the fact that she was still a man in the wrong place she would have to be satisfied with what she had just done, she had in some small way just become a woman. Thankfully during Tiffany’s romp, they were driving on the 101 north of Ventura and the traffic had begun flowing at a steady speed, or else they probably would have had a collision. Tiffany put Mike’s penis back into his pants and zipped them back up and then lay her head against his shoulder, she was in love big time. The couple arrived at Tiffany’s and exited the car.

“Mmm, thank you for a most memorable day,” purred Tiffany.

“Tiffany this is a day I will never forget,” replied Mike.

“I hope not,” she said as she kissed Mike goodbye.

“I’ll call you,” he said as he left.

Tiffany entered her apartment and sighed, I love being a woman she thought to herself. She then came to the realization that she had crossed the line sexually, there would be no going back. What she had done with Mike was so womanly, so feminine, so giving, that she wanted to hug herself. She felt as though she was floating on air, she had done something with a man to prove her femininity and she wondered if she could go the next step and be penetrated by a man, she was at peace with herself.

Monday morning arrived and it was off to work for Tiffany. She wore a business suit and looked sharp, she wanted to make a good impression on her new employers. She entered the office building and was greeted by the receptionist.

“Good morning, may I help you?”

“Yes I’m Tiffany Randall and I’m to start working here today.”

“Miss Randall, wow, I was expecting someone older than you, you’re so young to be a boss,” gushed the receptionist, “I’ll call Mr. Williams to show you in.”

“Thank you.”

Robert Williams entered the reception area from a side door and greeted Tiffany.

“Tiffany, I’m so happy you’re finally here. I’ve heard so much about you.”

“I hope all of it was good.”

“Yes it was, but they didn’t tell me you were so attractive.”

“You’ll make me blush if you keep that up, where is my office?”

“Come this way.”

Robert escorted Tiffany to her office. Robert was a man in his late fifties, around five foot eight, and had a middle-aged paunch. He was from an era when men could compliment women on their appearance without fear of being accused of sexual harassment and he hoped he hadn’t overstepped his bounds by complimenting Tiffany. Tiffany thought he was sweet.

“This is your office, I hope it’s as nice as your last one.”

Tiffany was surprised, not only was it larger than her last office, this one had a view of the harbor and not of the parking lot.

“It’s wonderful, much more than I expected.” She replied.

“It’s the least we could do, you come with many compliments as to how you do business. I hope you will like it here.”

“If everything is like it has been so far, I’ll be thrilled.”

Robert left and let Tiffany settle in. Tiffany checked her desk and made sure the phone and computer were working. This done Tiffany started to work her magic with her clients or at least try. Tiffany had a knack for purchasing items for a fair price with future sales in mind. She would read the news of the world and see something that would interest her and then buy a product, which she knew a customer would need in the future. This way she had the jump on competitors by buying before there was a need and when the product was needed she had the market cornered. It was much like buying securities except she did it with manufactured products and paid a fair price for the product and then sold it for a nice profit, she had a vision about such things.

Tiffany dialed the phone to call one of her largest customers.

“Hello Sam, this is Tiff, ugh, Ti, ugh, Tiffany Randall, you remember me when I was Jason Randall, how are you?” Tiffany said in her most friendly tone of voice.

“Jason, then it is true what they said you did, I don’t know if I want you calling me anymore.”

“What did they say to you about me?”

“That you did a lot of sick things, I don’t know if I should be telling you this.”

“Sam we’ve been more than clients, I considered you a friend, what did they tell you I did?”

“This is embarrassing to talk about, they said you made the male employees suck you off and you flitted around the office like a little fruit.”

“Oh my God Sam, I never did anything like that, I was never anything but loyal to Quantum and would never have done anything like that, I’m so embarrassed that anyone would think that of me. I wanted to call you to purchase some items but now I don’t know what to think.”

“I don’t know either Jason, I want to do business with you but if you’re a freak then you can forget it, I’ll go elsewhere.”

“Sam, I’m not a freak, how could you of all people say that. All I’ve done is transition into a woman and that’s it, no interaction with employees or clients, just me becoming a girl, is that so wrong?” Tiffany said as her eyes filled with tears.

“I’m not quite sure of what I want to do right now, I’ve never met you in person and maybe if I do I might change my opinion of you but for now I think we should put our business on hold.”

“Sam is there anything I can do to make you change your mind?”

“I don’t know Jason, why don’t we have lunch tomorrow and discuss it and then maybe I will change my mind, give me a call tomorrow.”

Tiffany hung up the phone and dissolved into tears. How could anyone think of me that way, she wondered. Tiffany composed herself and made some more calls on her old clients with most being cold and non-receptive, the story was always the same, you’re a pervert they would say, sick, what the hell were you thinking, don’t call again. By the time the day ended Tiffany was exhausted and extremely depressed. I did nothing to hurt these people, this isn’t fair. She wondered what she could do and then she remembered.

“Mr. Clines office.”

“May I speak to Mr. Cline please?” asked Tiffany.

“Whom may I say is calling?”

“Tiffany Randall.”

“One moment please.”

“Tiffany, Marvin here, how may I help you?”

“Marvin, it’s been terrible, my old clients won’t talk to me because Quantum has spread terrible rumors about me.”

“Is that so, well that will just strengthen our case against them. I just contacted them today and now after you told me this I’m going for the jugular vein, don’t fret Tiffany everything will be alright.”

“I hope so Marvin, I feel so bad about all this.”

“Don’t let it get you down, just think at the end of this you will be very rich.”

“I don’t care about being rich, I just want them to leave me alone.”

“They will, I’ll have a court order against them tomorrow and they will have to leave you alone.”

“Thanks, Marvin.”

Tiffany hung up the phone and dialed her therapist.

“May I have Dr. Short please?”

“This is Don Short.”

“Dr. Short this is Tiffany Randall. I have to talk to you about my life right now.”

“What seems to be the trouble, Tiffany?”

“My world is turning to crap. All my old customers shun me and won’t talk to me, I feel like a pariah.”

“Well how did you think you would be accepted, you did change the sex on these people and many of them aren’t quite ready for that.”

“I don’t know, I just thought they would be more accepting and treat me like a woman.”

“Welcome to the world of a transsexual Tiffany. Many of the people you’re dealing with right now are afraid of change. They have their secure jobs, a family, and a home. Most wouldn’t think of changing that, for example, if they had a chance to have their own business do you think they would take that opportunity?”

“I don’t know.”

“Of course they wouldn’t because that would mean change and a journey into the unknown, a gamble with their life, no more certain paychecks, harder work with the possibility of less reward but on the other hand they could become wealthy but they aren’t willing to take the risk. You however are taking that risk but even to a larger extent and they hate you for it. To them you’re taking the risk they would never take and to a certain extent, they are jealous of you. You are taking the largest gamble a person could take, if you fail you can’t file for bankruptcy protection because what you’re doing is permanent, you will be a woman for the rest of your life, there aren’t any do-overs. I have nothing but admiration for you but many others especially men will curse you for taking such a huge gamble, it may sound strange but they hate you for having the balls to become a woman because it shows them that you are much stronger than they are. You are able to make a decision and carry it through, whereas they just sit back and let things happen. You are very lucky as far as your world goes, you have a good job, you are attractive, and pretty much have your head on straight, but don’t be fooled, this isn’t an easy journey, you will be ostracized by people you thought were friends and turned away by others, this is just the beginning, you have to be a strong person to do this, I know I wouldn’t be strong enough to complete this kind of travel, but if you can stick it through the rewards will be worth it. I remember from our previous talks you had mentioned that you did this to be popular and you were popular to a certain extent, but now because of what you are doing, you are going to lose your popularity again. The important thing now is that you want to become a woman, never lose sight of that or you will fail as a man and a woman. Remember Tiffany, these will be your worse times because people aren’t used to Tiffany just yet but patience will win out.”

“Thank you, Doctor”

Tiffany hung up the phone and just cried.

Tiffany returned to work the next day but with her confidence shaken from the previous day. I have to get over this she thought, I have to prove that I can do this thing and not be a threat to people, I know one way that might help she thought.

“Hello Sam, Tiffany Randall here, I thought I would call you to see if you had time for lunch?”

“Hi Tiffany, I guess maybe I can find the time, I’ll meet you at Little China at twelve. We’ve never met in person so what will you be wearing?”

“I’ll have on a green suit with a knee-length skirt, see you then.”

Tiffany drove to the restaurant to meet Sam. She entered and looked around hoping she hadn’t beaten him there. Sam already had a table and noticed the attractive young woman enter the restaurant. He stood and waved to her. She’s very pretty he thought, not what I expected. What Sam had expected was a man in a dress, not an attractive woman who looked like a businesswoman. Tiffany approached the table.

“Hello Tiffany, I’m Sam Waters.”

“It’s nice to finally meet you,” replied Tiffany.

“Please be seated,” Sam said as he pulled the chair out for Tiffany.

At least he has some manners she thought. Tiffany was very apprehensive about this meeting after yesterday's conversation with Sam and wasn’t sure of how he would react towards her.

“Thank you, Sam,” she said as she lowered herself onto the chair.

Sam went back to his chair and sat. The couple remained quiet for several seconds until Tiffany broke the ice.

“So Sam, now that you’ve met me do I still have a chance to do business with you?”

“We’ll see, but first let’s eat, and then we will discuss business.”

The couple ate and made small talk during the meal. When they had finished lunch Tiffany began the conversation.

“Sam, I really want to do business with you again. I can offer you the highest amount for your products, so what do you think?”

“I’m not sure, this Jason, Tiffany thing still bothers me, if you had been Tiffany from the start this wouldn’t be an issue and after what I heard about you, I’m very troubled with all this.”

“Sam the rumors were a lie. All I wanted was to become a woman and nothing more. I didn’t do any of the things they claim I did, they’re lying.”

“Look, I’ll tell you what I will do for you, I’ll sell order to you and see how it works out. You seem to be a very nice woman and not what I thought you would be like and I hate to say this but I would be proud to have a daughter like you.”

Tears flowed to Tiffany’s eyes, “Thank you, Sam,” she sniffled.

“Your welcome, let me pay for lunch, a pretty girl like you shouldn’t ever have to pay.”

“Thank you, Sam, you’re a sweetheart.”

Tiffany returned to her office with a smile on her lips. After yesterday's lows she finally had a high point in her life to smile about, perhaps this journey will be alright to make the thought.

The week progressed and Tiffany was getting settled in on her job. The employees were accepting her as Tiffany the new woman boss, as most knew her story and of her transition. Thankfully they were used to this from the first transition in the office.

It was Friday and Tiffany received a call from Betty.

“Tiffany, hi it’s Betty, how are you?”

“I’m doing well, how about you?”

“Just great, Ron and I are going out to the clubs tonight and wanted to know if you wanted to come with us?”

“That would be fun, count me in, see you later.”

Tiffany was surprised that Betty would call her to go clubbing, as she was always the one that suggested going dancing.

Tiffany wanted to look hot so she wore the same little black dress she wore for Mike and the same shoes, she wanted to look good. Betty picked her up with Ron and when Betty saw Tiffany she couldn’t help but gasp.

“God Tiffany you look so hot, I’ll kill Ron if he even looks at you the wrong way,” Betty said all the time giggling.

“Girlfriend if he does I’ll slap him big time,” replied Tiffany as the two hugged.

The threesome went to the club and Tiffany was a big hit. She walked in the door and she was asked to dance, she couldn’t even sit down. She was the hit of the evening. She only danced once with each man but she did dance slow dances and loved the feeling of the men rubbing against her breasts, it was a very erotic experience. The only bad thing that happened was that one man that was very drunk tried to feel on Tiffany and Ron had to put him in his place but other than that it was a nice evening. The main reason Betty asked Tiffany to come out dancing was that she had to talk to her.

“Tiffany this week has been the worse. Tom came out from the mid-west and they have been talking about you big time. They are really worried about your lawsuit. All they could talk about was how to screw you. I don’t understand why they can’t just leave you alone.”

“They could if they wanted too, but that’s the way they are. I didn’t do anything to them and yet all they want to do is ruin my life, I don’t get it, life is to short to worry about what someone else is doing.”

“I agree.”

“What have they been saying about me?”

“The usual, all they do is make accusations about you that aren’t true, I just wish they would stop. You’re too good of a person to have this happen to you.”

“It’s alright, I have friends like you and I have a good job so everything will work out.”

“I hope so.”

The next week began and much to Tiffany’s surprise Sam called and placed another order with her. She asked why and he said that some of his competitors wanted to place orders with her and he didn’t want to be left out. This was going to be a good week. Marvin called and said Quantum wanted to settle out of court and wanted to know what she wanted to do? Tiffany was at a point where she didn’t know what to do, should she make Quantum pay big time for what they had done to her or should she just let it go and forgive them for being such asses. She decided to talk to her attorney and her therapist.

“Marvin, what do you think I should do?”

“Because it is my business, I think you should sue the crap out of them, but as a friend, I think you should accept their apology and get on with your life. They’re willing to pay you enough money to make you whole as a woman and have a tidy sum left over if it were me I would accept their offer and get on with my life.”

“I’ll think about it.”

“Don’t take too long, they have given us two weeks to reply.”

“I won’t.”

Tiffany called Dr. Short to ask him what she should do.

“Dr. Short, What should I do? Quantum has offered me a settlement for trying to destroy my life and sometimes I feel that I want to destroy them.”

“If you were to destroy them, would you feel better?”

“I don’t know, I’m just so upset with them that I want them to pay for what they have done to me.”

“If that’s the way you feel then destroy them, but how will you feel after you have done that. Will you feel fulfilled? Will you feel more like a woman? When they are gone will you be happy that you have destroyed someone else?”

“No, I don’t think I would feel good doing something like that. I would be lowering myself to their level. Thank you for making me see what being destructive would do, especially to me.”

“You’re welcome, Tiffany.”

Tiffany called her attorney and accepted Quantum’s offer to settle out of court. The only thing that Tiffany required of them was a written apology to all her vendors saying that they had made a mistake about her morals and the monetary settlement.

Tiffany became a force in the industry gaining a lion’s share of the market. West Coast became the number one import-export business in the L.A. basin. Quantum was losing so much business they had cut back on Betty’s hours to save money. She called Tiffany and told her what was happening and Tiffany said she would try to find an opening for her at West Coast. During this time Mike was out of town but had called Tiffany every moment he could. Tiffany was flattered by the attention and when Mike finally came back from his business in the Middle East he called for a date.

“Miss Randall’s office,” said Tiffany’s secretary.

“Hi, this is Mike Bearing, is Tiffany in?”

“One moment, I’ll see if she is free.”

There was a pause and then Tiffany answered the phone.

“Mike how are you, you’ve been gone so long, I’ve missed you.”

“Tiffany, I’m fine. God, I’ve been thinking about you the whole time I was gone. How about dinner tonight?”

“I’d love to have dinner with you, what about seven o’clock?”

“That works for me, I’ll meet you at Wolfgang’s, see you then.”

Tiffany finished with her survey and went to meet Mike. She was dressed casually this day, wearing a skirt and blouse, she hoped he wouldn’t mind. Tiffany entered the restaurant and saw that she had arrived before he had. She entered the bar and ordered a glass of wine. Mike arrived and saw her in the bar and greeted her with a kiss.

“Tiffany, I’ve missed you so much,” he gushed.

“Mike I’ve missed you too.”

“I was ready to leave the middle-east just to come back here to be with you,” he babbled.

What in the hell has gotten into Mike wondered Tiffany. He was so in charge before and now he acts like this, I know I gave myself to him but he was getting scary. There is no reason to act this way she thought.

“I missed you too Mike but don’t get carried away, were just good friends.”

“I thought we were more than that.”

“Like what?” Tiffany asked Mike was scaring her.

“Well, I just thought you and I were like a couple,”

“Mike I don’t even know you.”

“But after our trip to Santa Barbara, I thought we were special.”

“That trip was special and I loved what happened but that doesn’t mean that we are a couple, that trip was just special.”

“But I want you, I love you.”

“How do you know you love me, you don’t even know me.”

“I just know, Tiffany please don’t say you don’t feel the same way.”

“Mike honey please don’t do this, don’t ask me to say something that I don’t mean.”

“Are you saying you don’t love me?”

“Mike what we did was special but that doesn’t mean I love you, I have a special feeling for you but it isn’t loved, that is something you have to build on, it doesn’t just happen.”

“But I love you,” Mike whined.

I thought Mike was such a man and now he is just a sad little boy thought Tiffany, how did I get into this kind of a mess. Tiffany wanted a man that took control of her life, not some guy that was groveling at her feet, what has happened she thought.

“Mike I like you a lot but right now I’m too busy at work for a relationship, I don’t think we should see each other for a while,” Tiffany said as she took control of the situation.

“But I love you, please see me again,” Mike said as the tears began to flow.

God how could I be so wrong about a guy thought Tiffany, I want a man, not some simpering sissy.

“I’m sorry Mike but this isn’t going to work,” Tiffany said as she rose and left the restaurant. Tiffany had become a strong woman and she wanted a strong man.

That man was about to enter her life.

West Coast had decided that they wanted to begin shipping produce to the Hawaiian Islands. Tiffany was required to go to Fresno to meet with the central valley growers. She drove and was at the meeting at the Ramada early. She decided she wanted a cup of coffee and went to the coffee shop. She ordered a cup and was startled by a voice.

“Listen, I don’t give a rat’s ass who this girl is, I’m not going to give my crop away.”

Tiffany looked and saw this rugged-looking man, tall, muscular, and very handsome. She wondered what he was shouting about. He entered the coffee shop and said to his friend, “I have the best crop of alfalfa on the west coast and I’m not going to give it away.”

“But Jenny says that is the best she can offer.”

“Well look somewhere else.”

The man sat next to Tiffany and grumbled his order, “Give me an order of bacon and eggs, up.”

Tiffany wondered, how could this guy be so pissed off, so she had to ask.

”Having a bad day?” she asked as she smiled at him.

“You bet your ass I am, some stupid broad wants me to give my crop away.”

Tiffany didn’t like the stupid broad remark but had to ask anyway.

“What makes you think your crop is worth so much?”

“Because it is much higher in nutrients than most other farms grow and I’ll be damned if I’m going to give it away.”

“Let’s start again, hi, my name’s Tiffany and yours is?”

“I’m sorry but it’s been a bad day, I’m Jed Renstrom. It’s nice to meet you, Tiffany. What are you doing in Fresno?”

“I’m here on business. I’m in the import-export business.”

“Really, I might have something that might interest you.”

“And that might be?”

“My alfalfa crop.”

“Why would I be interested in alfalfa?”

“Because mine will be desired all over the world. There are crops of alfalfa from Nevada that are given exclusively to racehorses because of their high nutrient value and mine is even better than theirs. I have had breeders from Japan asking about my crop but I had no way to get it to them. The best part is that you don’t even have to refrigerate it, it would be perfect for you.”

“I don’t know, maybe I could look into it and see if it is something I would like to sell.”

“I have to know pretty soon because my next cutting will be ready to harvest next week and I don’t have room to sit on another three thousand acres of crop, look maybe I could take you out to dinner tonight and we could discuss this a little more.”

“I would like that, call me here in room 3042 after 5 PM, I should be done with my meetings by then.”

“I’ll look forward to it,” said Jed as Tiffany rose to leave for her first meeting of the day.

Mmm, what a good looking guy, maybe this trip will be worthwhile after all thought Tiffany.

The day’s meetings went as anticipated, Tiffany got some leads for products and she also found some buyers for some of the products she imported from abroad. It was 5:15 when the phone rang.

“Hello.”

“Hi Tiffany, this is Jed. I didn’t catch you at a bad time did I?”

“No, I was just going to take a shower. How did your day go?”

“Pretty good thanks, I thought we could have dinner at 7, is that alright with you?”

“That would be perfect, it gives me just enough time to get ready, what should I wear?”

“This is Fresno so just about anything is fine. I thought we could go to a little barbeque joint outside of town. It’s small but very popular, see you at seven.”

Tiffany hung up the phone and showered. She shaved her legs and underarms and exited the shower. She was careful not to wet her hair as it was now long enough to style and she had put the wig away weeks ago. Her face was smooth, the result of the electrolysis she endured from the first day she decided to transition. What should I wear she thought, I don’t want to be too casual and I do want to impress Jed, after all, it is the first date. Tiffany decided to wear a tube top and mini-skirt and her black sandals with three-inch heels. She did her makeup and brushed her hair, looked in the mirror, and decided that if she didn’t make an impression on Jed he must be blind.

Jed knocked on the door and Tiffany let him in. He was wearing Levi’s, a cowboy shirt, and boots. He looked like an advertisement from GQ for western clothing. Wow thought Tiffany what a handsome man.

“You look great,” said Jed as he admired Tiffany’s figure.

“So do you,” she replied.

“Let’s go”

The couple left and Jed escorted Tiffany to his Cadillac Escalade.

“Nice car,” she said.

“It gets me where I’m going,” he said as he opened the door and held her hand to help her into the car.

“Thank you,” she said while thinking what a nice guy he was and he has manners too.

The couple drove to the restaurant and entered to find it was packed.

“How about a drink while we wait for a table?”

“That would be nice.”

Jed escorted Tiffany to the bar and couldn’t help notice all the guys checking out his date, I can’t blame them he thought, she is very good looking.

“What would you like?”

“Just a glass of white wine would be fine.”

Jed ordered the drinks and wondered how he could be so lucky to be with this girl tonight.

“So, have you given any more thought as to whether you would like to buy my alfalfa.”

“I did look into it and I think we can make a deal, I will pay you top dollar for it. I think I have a buyer for the whole crop.”

“Wow that’s great, I’ll have my foreman put the papers in order tomorrow. Now let’s forget about business and enjoy the evening, tell me a little about yourself.”

“There isn’t much to tell. I’m from Iowa originally and moved to California several years ago and have been working ever since.”

“It must be hard on your boyfriend with you working so much.”

So he’s interested in me thought Tiffany, what a sly way to find out if I have a boyfriend.

“I don’t have a boyfriend, I was dating a guy for a while but it didn’t work out. What about you, do you have a steady girl?”

“No, I don’t have time for one, with the farm and all.”

“How did you find time for me?” Tiffany said while giving her the biggest smile.

“When I met you in the coffee shop I knew I would make time for you, you’re just so darned pretty.”

Tiffany blushed, God I never blush when guys give me a compliment, why now?

“Thank you,” she murmured.

Their table was ready and they went to eat. Tiffany enjoyed the food but she enjoyed Jed’s company, even more, she was becoming infatuated with this man. Dinner was finished and Jed suggested that they go to a country and western club so they could dance. Tiffany agreed and off they went. They spent the next four hours dancing and getting to know each other better. The evening was spent and Jed dropped Tiffany back at her hotel room.

“Thank you for a wonderful evening, Jed.”

“You’re more than welcome, may I see you again?”

“I’ll be here until Friday with all the meetings so if you would like I’m all yours in the evening. Are you sure you’ll have time for me?”

“Are you kidding I’ll make time for you, I’ll call you tomorrow and let you know what time I can pick you up.”

Tiffany and Jed looked at each other, respecting their distance and yet wanting so badly to kiss each other goodnight. Jed was too much of a gentleman to try to make the first move and Tiffany could feel that so she reached up to him and kissed him lightly on the lips and said goodnight. Jed turned and walked back to his car with a new spring in his step, wow what a woman he thought, she’s pretty and smart, I’m not going to let this one getaway.