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Trading Places, Part Three
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From: Edwin Gay <[email protected]>
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Subject: NEW TG: "I got the DD's pert three" (Magic, trans, breast)
Date: Fri, 24 Feb 95 14:31:36 -0500
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I Got the DD's
part three
In the afternoon, the nurse brought me a light lunch. I was hungry, but found that a small amount f food satisfied me. I no longer had my male appetite. Jane was a small eater.
I napped part of the afternoon. I awoke suddenly...I had been dreaming. Even in my dream I was Jan. I was a topless dancer in a strip joint. My large tits were floppy wildly as I danced. I was wet wth persperation when I awoke.
I read a "Cosmo" magazine that I found sitting on the bedside table. Then pictures of the scantill clad women made me begin to feel sexually aroused. My nipples started to tingle. I put the magazinedown. My stomach felt warm, as well as my strange ne
w arrangement between my creamy thighs. I tried to relax and think calming thoughts. I couldn't allo this strange, female body to rule my desires!
i looked for a robe. Finding none, I jerked the blanket off the bed, wrapped it around me and sat n the big chair that was in the room. I looked out the window and reflected on what I had become andwhat I was going to do. I had to find a doctor. Some
one who could change us back.
I thought about my job and Jane's. Could I handle being a receptionist? Would I be able to act lik a girl, poised and feminine, or would I forget and do something vulgar? And what about jane? Could he handle my work? Maybe if I tutored her on each pr
oject. Could she be masculine all the time? I could just see the whole office labeling her as a fag f she acted too feminine in her actions or walk.
I chuckled to myself...Old man Wade would have a fit. A butch receptionist and a fairy cost accounant. But then, if we did loose our jobs we would probably be all right. Jane's folks had died and let her a large amount of money. When she made me her
she had also given me the money. But I wanted to be poor Howard, not rich Jane.
The next morning the doctor came in bustling at talking a hundred miles an hour. He pulled down th covers, pulled up my night gown and removed the surgical tape under my breasts. He then pulled my gwn back down, and my large breasts bobbed up and dow
n annoyingly. I looked down at the huge pair and shivered. They undulated back and forth like a sea f Jello. "You can go home today sweetheart. Just as soon as your husband comes to get you." I shuddeed when he said "husband."
The doctor left the room. I reached up and cupped one of my melon shaped mounds. It was smoother tan anything I had ever felt on my own body. it had moved heavily on my chest as I lifted the mound. fingered a nipple that was almost as big as my old
little finger. It felt good...i could feel my woman's pussy twitch with excitement. I squeezed and fndled it. i felt the blood flowing to my nipple. God that felt good. Maybe there were some advantage to being a woman.
I laid back and was suprised to notice that my breasts did not flatten out, but stood tall on my cest. They were very large. The doctor had been right, I would have a difficult time explaining thoseat the office.
I sat up so that I could see myself in the mirror. There was no use fighting it. I was a girl, andan unusually voluptuous one. I looked down at my body where my hips joined in a pretty triangle of bonde hair that lead to two curvaceous legs. I jumped
out of bed and massaged my big new tits. The thin material of the night gown hardly mattered at allas i rubbed and pinched. I watched the nipples begin to harden and swell outwards. My whole body fel restless, but I really didn't know what to do about
it. So I got back into bed.
A little later Jane came in with a package under her arm. "The dc says you can go home, so I brougt you some clothes. Get dressed and let's get out of here."
Jane came over and pulled back the covers, took me by the arm and pulled me up, swung me around sothat my feet hung over the side of the bed and put the package in my lap. "Come on Howard, lets get oing!"
I couldn't move, I just sat there. Jane reached out and stood me up. She seemed to been enjoying hr dominating role and her new found strength as she lifted my petite frame off the bed. A slight smie parted her lips.
"Wow!" Jane said, "They are tremendous." She stared wide eyed at my huge tits. "I'm sure glad thatyou'll have to navigate those around instead of me!" she added.
The two breasts swayed back and forth as I straightened my shoulders against the unaccustomed, new weight. They poked out in front like two cannons ready to fire.
Jane unwrapped the package and produced a bra which she unfolded and held out to me. It looked lik twin parachutes. She helped me slip it over my arms, cupping my mammalia, and hooked it behind my bck. I looked down at the strange, lacy, red garment.
I felt detached from these strange proceedings. As if I was standing apart from myself. I thought tat with these big protuberances that I wouldn't be seeing much of my feet. I guess first I lost my bdy, and now I was losing my mind.
Jane said, "I am going to have to help you get dressed for a while, at least until you get used towearing girl's clothes." She handed me a pair of dark colored panty-hose, and told me to sit in the hair and pull them on. "Be careful," she warned, "th
ey aren't like you old socks. Don't poke a hole in them!"
I pulled the nylon hose up over my smoothly shaven legs. They fitted snuggly over my long legs, bu getting them over my wide hips and protruding ass was quite another story. As I tugged them up, I flt them pull into my womanly split between my legs.
It actually felt sort of nice. My blonde pubic bush was just visible through the nylon mesh.
Jane tossed me a pair of fashion jeans with the word "Chic" embroidered on the back pocket. After bit of a struggle, I hauled the up and closed the zipper. The seem in the crotch really pressed int my pussy. I could have sworn that if I weighed just
one more pound that I would never have gotten them on.
The hot pink short sleeved sweater that Jane held out to me was never designed to contain an abundnt bosom like the one that I now possessed. The sweater molded itself over the lace brassiere like asecond skin.
Jane sat me down in the chair, retrieved the makeup case from under the bed and began to work on m face and hair. "This is one thing that we're going to have to work on. No wife of mine is going arond without makeup." she said as she deftly applied e
yeshadow, mascara, rouge, bright pink lipstick, all the acutriments of an alluring female face. My tickened lashes brushed against my powdered cheeks when I blinked. Sticking long dangling earrings though the holes in my lobes, she said, "Now I'll get
you shoes and we can go."
The shoes that she produced from the box must have had heels that were over three and a half inche high. They were a glossy bright pink pump that perfectly matched my sweater. I had called them her Come fuck me pumps" before.
"You've got to be kidding me," I said in a meek voice, "I'll never be able to walk in those things"
"Sure you will. Just take small steps and keep the weight on the ball of your foot, not the heel."She said, helping me slip into the shoes.
As I stood up the heel height pitched me forward. That, with the weight of my full bosom caused meto loose my balance, and I would have fallen if it had not been for Jane reaching out to stabilize m. As i leaned against her I thought that I would be
repulsed by here closeness, but instead welcomed her strong embrace.
She stood me straight and helped me to make a couple of tenative steps. Maybe if I took tiny, mincng steps I could make it to our car. I moved around the room testing my balance in the stilt shoes wth my new anatomy.
"why did you bring such ridiculous shoes for me to wear? Couldn't you have found any tennis shoes? I said to Jane.
"You used to make me wear them everywhere I went, Remember, Howard my love?" She replied in a mockng tone.
She was right. I did insist that she often wear high heels. Infact, the only time that she wore atletic shoes was when she worked out in the gym. I even made her wear heels to the gym, and then chane. She had always looked so damn good in them. I was
beginning to regret my previous choices in her wardrobe.
"I guess I'll make it. Let's go." I said, and started for the door.
As we walked down the hall my shoes made a clacking sound on the tile floor. My hips rolled from sde to side as I minced along on the high heels. I was sure that I was presenting quite a sight from he rear with my plump ass rotating under the skin ti
ght pants. I tried to squeeze my ass and cut down on the movement, but it was impossible. my female ip bone articulated in a manner completely alien to my male experience.
As we walked I couldn't get used to being so short. Everything looked so big and tall. I felt weakand threatened. It was strange how my change in perspective had changed my feelings.
I swung my arms for balance and noticed my arm brushing against my breasts which swelled out past he side of my rib cage. I glanced down at the bouncing tits, which jiggled which each step I took. Tere was no way a bra was going to keep those swinger
s still.
In the parking lot Jane rushed around to open the door of our Firebird for me. "I can open a door. I said. "As a girl, there are certain things that you can expect. This is one. Remember, you are th weaker sex now sweetie." Jane replied. I hated her
demeaning manner. She was really enjoying this whole fiasco.
While getting in the car I found that there was an advantage in being small. I had always had a had time getting in an out of the low car. This time, I slid into the front seat with ease.
Jane cautioned me about how I got in the car. 'with pants on, you can get away with getting in lik that, but with a skirt you're not going to be able to just step into the car. You've got a lot the earn girlie."
"Screw you Jane, I'll do things the way I want. Who says I'm going to wear a skirt anyway." I snared.
At home, Jane parked the car in the garage, and I jumped out. I almost went on my nose...I had forotten about the sill high heeled shoes. I recovered my balance and bolted for the door. Once there, had to wait for jane. When I reached for my keys, I
remembered I had nothing in my pockets. I couldn't have gotten my hands in them anyway as tight as he pants were.
Jane observed my actions and remarked, "You'll have to start carrying a purse missy."
Inside the house, Jane grabbed my arm and drug me, stumbling, up the stairs to the bedroom. I thouht, "oh no, she's going to fuck me!" I struggled, but it was no use. She had my strength, and my litle body was weak and helpless compared to her mascul
ine form.
"I could rape you, you know that don't you Howard?" she said bluntly.
"I know that I can't stop you, but I'm going to put up one hell of a fight!" I spat at her.
"Well, relax. I have no intention of fucking you until you're ready. You have needs. Female needs ow, Howard. You'll want it. Trust me. I just wanted to prove my point. I am the man now. Go take a sower and get dressed, we're going out for supper." S
he said as she tossed me into our bedroom.
I sailed across the room and landed face down on the bed. I rolled over and answered, "I don't wan to be seen in public. Not like this." I waved my hand in front of me. "Why can't we just get a pizz and eat here?"
"You've only been a woman a day and you're already concerned how you look! How charming! No, if weate here, you would cook, but I want to take you out. We have reservations at the Country Club." Shesaid with a note of finality. "I'll pick you out som
ething to wear as you get ready."
To be continued:
Next: Howard's first night out as a woman!
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