4 comments/ 61450 views/ 9 favorites New Girl By: HarperBliss "Does it still hurt?" Nina asked. Liz fingered the purple-blue bruise above her cheekbone. She glanced back at Nina in the mirror and tried not to scoff at her new teammate's concern. This massive shiner was all her fault and she didn't even realise. Too wrapped up in the impossible glossiness of Nina's legs, Liz hadn't seen the ball coming. It was a powerful smash delivered by the opposing team's star player and, stupid as it may sound, Liz had forgotten to duck. She'd been so enthralled by the flexing muscles in Nina's calves that she'd ignored the most important reflex of any volleyball player: protect yourself. "Kind of." Liz removed the useless make-up from her face. She remembered the days when half the team was made up of lesbians and they drove home after an away game, no matter how far. Nowadays, it seemed imperative that they book a cheap B&B so the youngsters could flirt all night with the male teams lingering about the cafeteria. Nearing twenty-nine, Liz knew she was on her way out and maybe it made her a tad bitter. Her lifetime volleyball companion Kate had to bow out of this game because of a knee injury―no doubt caused by too much wear and tear, they were the same age after all―leaving Liz to share a room with the new girl. Not that she minded that much. Her gaze followed Nina as she brushed her long unruly curls before tying them into a ponytail for bed. It was just a bit embarrassing at the moment. "She was really gunning for you." Nina shook her head and her ponytail bopped from left to right. "What a bitch." "It was my own fault. I was distracted." Still looking at Nina's reflection in the mirror, Liz pinned her eyes on her teammate's hazel ones and stared for a moment too long. Nina had slipped out of her summer dress and wore nothing but a flower-patterned pair of shorts and a skimpy tank top. Did she not realise they were sharing the bed? As soon as Liz had heard she'd be bunking with Nina she'd invested in a navy silk pair of pyjamas which covered most of her skin―mainly as a measure of self-protection. The thought of inadvertently touching Nina during the night had made her a bit too moist for comfort. "Oh yeah. By what?" Nina had moved to the edge of the bed and was applying moisturiser to her legs. Liz tried not to stare at them but, just like during the game, she couldn't pull her gaze away. "I don't know." Liz had to swallow before she could continue to speak. "Someone in the crowd, I guess." "Someone special?" Nina shot her a sly smile. "Hardly." Liz hadn't met someone to refer to as special in a while. "Excuse me." She grabbed her pyjamas, stepped into the tiny bathroom and closed the door behind her. Before splashing cold water in her face she examined herself in yet another mirror. Her cheek was swollen, narrowing her left eye. The bruise seemed to mock her and, admittedly, despite the dramatic purple-red edge of the contusion, it was her ego that was wounded most. She had no business lusting after someone who'd just graduated from university. Nina was barely twenty-one and even though they were only eight years apart in age, somehow, it felt more like eighteen―or eighty, now that she was feeling especially melodramatic about it. Liz ran her fingers through her blond bob and sighed. She undressed and let the soft silk of the pyjama envelop her limbs. Her nipples perked up against the smooth fabric and Liz certainly hadn't counted on a pair of PJs making her frisky. Who was she kidding, anyway? She had plenty of silk garments and none had this effect on her. She relied on another deep breath to calm her down and headed back into the bedroom. Nina lay on her side, her nose buried in an Ian Rankin thriller. She looked up as Liz entered the room. "Nice PJs." Nina gave her a once-over and curled her lips into an innocent smile. "This old thing?" While scolding herself for behaving so pathetically, Liz switched off the overhead light, leaving Nina's face solely illuminated by a small reading lamp. At least the legs are covered, Liz noticed, torn between relief and disappointment. Either way, some miracle would have to happen for this not be a feverish sleepless night for her. "Do you mind if I read?" Nina lifted her book up and presented it as a piece of evidence. "Never had time at uni to read a decent thriller. It was all Jane Austen here and Emily Brontë there." "Could be worse." Liz found herself tongue-tied and unable to engage in intelligent conversation with this girl. "I understand if you're tired, what with barely escaping a concussion." Nina pulled the covers away on Liz' side of the bed and Liz didn't know what to make of the gesture. It was so easy―so tempting―to see more in it than it was. "That's all right. I don't mind the light." Liz slipped under the sheets and the pressure of the blanket reminded her of the stiffness of her nipples. Sheer fabric like silk was quite revealing and Liz was suddenly mortified. She pulled the sheets up to her chin and lay there with no idea of how to relax, let alone fall asleep. She listened to Nina's breathing and the rustling of the pages. The rate at which she turned them made Liz suspect the book was worth staying up late for and she made a mental note to buy it. At least they would have something to talk about next time they had to share a room. If there ever was a next time. Kate was not one to miss out on many games and it had only been the distance―and the fact that she had to put her knee up―that had kept her from joining this trip. After twenty minutes Nina switched off her reading light and turned on her back. "Are you asleep?" she whispered as soon as it had gone dark. "Mmm," Liz mumbled. She was wide awake and had spent the better part of the last ten minutes wondering if she should lie on her hands to prevent her from inadvertently touching herself. Nina's body heat seemed to multiply under the sheets and the thought of those legs mere inches away from hers made Liz' skin sizzle. It was a good thing she had on an extra layer to hide the goosebumps. "How long have you been on the team?" Nina obviously took Liz' grumble as willingness to talk. As long as the subject was the team, Nina could handle it. "Twelve years and barely missed a game." Inside, Liz swelled with pride. She'd given a lot for the team, but had gotten much more in return. Two girlfriends for instance, and a lot of pent up lust, it seemed now. "And still the best player. Amazing." Nina hesitated for a split second. "I really look up to you." Liz lay there blushing in the dark, gobsmacked but with pure joy rushing through her veins. "They just keep me on because I'm so tall." She shuffled nervously under the covers. "My reflexes are not what they used to be. You saw what happened today." Liz heard the sound of skin rustling against sheets. "Are you kidding?" Nina had propped herself up on one elbow, half her body towering over Liz. Don't come too close, Liz prayed, not sure if she had the necessary will power to refrain from curling her hands around Nina's neck and pulling her in for a kiss. "You're not so bad yourself." "I'm nowhere near as good as you and never will be." Liz' eyes were used to the dark now and she could make out the contours of Nina's face. A few strands of hair had come loose from her ponytail and crinkled along her cheeks. Nina sank down into the mattress and her bent elbow hit Liz in the bicep. "I'm so sorry." In a flash Nina sat back up, a hand stroking Liz' upper arm. "And you're already so bruised." "It's okay." Liz flexed her bicep a little to give Nina a good feel. "I can take it." Nina's thumb gingerly trailed along the sleeve of Liz' pyjama. "I was just babbling, trying to make conversation." Her face was close enough for Liz to feel her breath when she spoke. "Sharing a room with you is a bit nerve-wracking." "Don't worry," Liz sighed, "I won't touch you inappropriately." "Oh." Nina's grip on her arm intensified and left Liz quite confused. "I was sort of hoping that you would." Nina's fingers snuck up to Liz bare neck and their touch electrified her skin. Liz brusquely put her hand on Nina's and pushed it down. She wanted to brush it away, but something stopped her. "Don't play me." Her voice didn't sound as harsh as she had set out to either. "You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen." Nina's nails dug into Liz' skin, making a point Liz couldn't ignore even if she wanted to. "But―" Liz stammered, clearly having lost use of her mental faculties again. "You're not even gay." "Says who?" Nina lowered herself until her lips almost touched Liz' unblemished right cheekbone. "Have you ever even kissed a woman?" Liz felt as if she were digging her own grave, but she had some decency left. Nina pressed her lips against Liz' skin and then trailed them to her ear. "I have now," she whispered. Liz had to gasp for air. Her nipples poked her pyjama top and a moist heat glowed between her legs. "I'm serious." Her mouth was dry and she had to swallow multiple times to lubricate it before she could continue. "We can't―" "I'm serious too," Nina interrupted her, her mouth still tantalisingly close to Liz' ear. "I've had a crush on you since I first saw you." "Don't be silly." Nina pushed her body against Liz, her nipples pressing hard into Liz' arm. "Methinks the lady doth protest too much." "We'll see about that." Liz slung her leg over Nina and pressed her down until she was on top of her. She peered into her brown eyes. "Are you sure?" she barely managed to ask. "One hundred percent." If she was uncertain at all, there was no sign of it in her eyes. They brimmed with lust and desire and Liz was slightly taken aback by the sudden reversal of the situation. Liz leaned down for the first kiss. The way she brushed her closed lips against Nina's was almost chaste, until Nina dug her fingers in Liz' hair and drew her near. Nina opened her mouth, allowing Liz' tongue to enter. Liz' nipples writhed against the silk of her top and her fingers trailed along Nina's neck as they lost themselves in moist kiss after kiss. Liz' knee rested between Nina's legs and her right hand kept moving down until it reached the curve of Nina's breast. The time for hesitation had passed and, over Nina's skimpy tank top, she curled her fingers over her breast, its nipple perking up against her palm. Soon she was squeezing and tweaking and the tank top got in the way. Without interrupting the kiss, Liz slid one hand under Nina's top and the touch of soft skin on her fingertips sent an electric current straight to her pussy. Liz expected her PJ bottoms to be drenched by now and her juices to be leaking through onto Nina's flexed thigh muscles. Liz' fingers found Nina's bare nipple and she gently pinched it until soft moans escaped from the mouth underneath hers. Shifting her body to the left, Liz gave Nina's other breast the same treatment. The supple flesh under her hands ignited throb after throb to pulse through her pussy. Their passionate lip lock had to be broken then, because Liz couldn't wait any longer. She had to see the breasts she'd been stroking so feverishly. Nina stared up at her as Liz nibbled her younger team mate's bottom lip one more time. Her glance alone, with those huge brown eyes glinting with desire, was enough to entice Liz to rip off all her clothes and ravage Nina, but, despite the lust leaking from between her legs, Liz knew she had to go slow. Unhurried, she pulled up Nina's tank top until her breasts were exposed. Liz had seen them before, in passing in the locker room and, more in detail, while soaping up in the communal showers, but this couldn't be more different. Nina's pert mounds lay at her fingertips now and their taut nipples looked more than ready to be savoured. "You're so beautiful," Liz mumbled before leaning in again, lower this time, and tasting Nina's left nipple. It was hard against her tongue and Liz sucked it between her lips and gently trailed her teeth along the tip. With one hand she squeezed the soft flesh of Nina's breast together so she could take as much as possible of it into her mouth. Nina tugged at Liz' top, yanking it upwards. "Take it off." Liz interrupted her glorious feast of dark nipple and velvety breast and allowed Nina to pull her silk top over her head. The sudden rush of air pricked up her own nipples until the skin around them couldn't stretch any further. Liz repositioned and hovered over Nina until their breasts almost touched and their nipples grazed against each other. Keeping the pressure in her arms, Liz didn't let her body's full weight come down. Instead, she let her nipples dance across Nina's upper body, occasionally bending her elbows and pushing the rigid brown buds into Nina's belly and breasts. Liz followed the erratic path her nipples had taken earlier with a trail of kisses leading down to the waistband of Nina's shorts. She appeared impatient and started pushing her shorts down before Liz had a chance to luxuriate in the thought of slowly exposing her pussy. She locked eyes with Nina and covered her hands to liberate them from their task. She lowered the shorts lazily, as much a test for her as it was for Nina, and bared her black pubic hair first. Again, this was not a first for Liz―team sports have their perks―but it didn't stop her from being floored by the musky sweet scent tinging the air and, as the shorts came off, the sight of Nina's swollen pussy lips glistening with wetness. "Yours as well." Nina sat up and tugged frantically at Liz' pants. Their eyes met and Liz saw no reason in them to deny such a heartfelt request. Both naked, Liz coaxed Nina down on the bed and kissed her. Skin to skin and nipple to nipple, their hands roaming freely over each other's body, Liz felt her juices spill onto Nina's glorious legs. They may have been the start of all of this, but Liz' focus lay elsewhere now. She pushed herself up and cast a longing glance at Nina's pussy. "Fuck me," Nina said and the unexpected words sent a shiver up Liz' spine. She crouched between Nina's legs and flexed her elbows just low enough for her left breast to brush the lips of Nina's pussy. Liz shifted her weight unto her left knee and arm and with her free hand guided her breast, its nipple protruding stiffly, to Nina's throbbing clit. Nina moaned at the touch of flesh on flesh and Liz repeated the action. She skated her nipple up and down Nina's pussy and nudged her clit with it. The sensation of Nina's hot wetness on her nipple made Liz' knees tremble with delight and her clit stand firmly to attention. "Oh god," Nina grunted and dug her fingers into Liz' hair. Liz couldn't wait any longer. As magnificent as the nipple fuck felt, she needed a taste now. She brought her mouth down to Nina's gleaming lips and ran her tongue along the length of them. Nina tasted salty and moist and intoxicating. Just as she'd done with Nina's chest earlier, Liz let her tongue follow the path her nipple had traced earlier. Every time her tongue stroked Nina's clit, her entire body tensed under Liz' mouth. Low whimpers of ecstasy drifted from Nina's lips into the room. Liz dug her tongue as deep as she could into Nina's pussy and let its aroma coat her mouth and chin. She focused her attention on Nina's clit, circling around it in a steady motion until Nina's grunts intensified and her grip on Liz' hair strengthened. Liz needed more though, she needed to feel the inside of Nina's pussy on her fingers, needed to feel her muscles contract around her knuckles. Interrupting the motion of her tongue on Nina's clit, she lifted her head to get a good look at what she was about to enter. Through the darkness, to which Liz' eyes were now fully accustomed, Nina's pussy glistened with juices, her lips a deep swollen red. Before the irresistible urge to feast her mouth on them gripped her again, Liz brought one finger to the rim of Nina's pussy. She circled it around and up and down and then let it slip inside. Nina immediately let out a hoarse yelp as Liz' finger was covered in slithery juices. She explored Nina's inner walls and, before finding a more steady rhythm, inserted another finger. Nina buried her nails into the sheets and moaned louder with every thrust. Liz revelled in the sensation of fucking her team mate who was indirectly responsible for the painful bruise on her cheek―it didn't hurt that much anymore now. Liz watched her fingers slip in and out of Nina and a small puddle of juice gathered in her palm. She brought her head back down and went straight for Nina's clit. She flicked it back and forth with her tongue to the same rhythm as her fingers delving inside. "Oh my god," Nina exclaimed and repeated. "I'm―" Before she had a chance to say it she released a stream of juice onto Liz' palm and her pussy clenched and unclenched multiple times around Liz' fingers. Liz kept fucking and licking Nina until her voice grew hoarse and her body stopped shaking. When Liz looked up and sought Nina's gaze she saw a wide smile plastered across her face. Liz hoisted herself up on her elbows until their eyes met. "Is this even allowed?" Nina asked slightly out of breath. "Making a team mate scream like that?" "Remember how I yelled when that ball hit my face?" Liz planted a kiss on the edge of Nina's mouth. "I needed to get you back for that." "And the game's not over yet." Nina licked her lips and cast her glance down, in the direction of Liz' pussy. "You don't have to." Liz was suddenly reminded that this was Nina's first time with a woman. "We can take it slow." Nina eased herself out from under Liz' embrace and topped her. "Like you did with me, you mean?" A naughty grin curled around her lips. "We'll see about that." She shot Liz a wicked wink before pushing her body down, her breasts tickling Liz' skin and her breath caressing her clit already. Liz knew slow was no longer an option. New Girl 'Hey girl, watcha doin?' To this day, I don't know why I answered like I did. 'It's Jess!' 'Pleased to meet you, Jess! I love that show too! You actually look like Jess from that show 'New Girl'!' 'You're kidding me, right dude? I don't look at all like Jess, and that is not even my costume! For your information, I don't look like that actress, and furthermore, I am a man dolled up like a woman for a Halloween party. My girlfriend had to use the can and we stopped at this bar on the way to a Halloween party at a friend of ours.' You should have seen the look on the man's face. Complete and utter shock! My new friend at the bar was a huge man, probably six foot 6 and weighed around 300 pounds. But he was dressed nicely. An expensive blue pinstriped suit and $500 leather shoes. Even sitting beside me on the bar stool, he was much bigger than me! Eventually his look of shock wore off and he asked me to tell him why I was dressed like I was. 'Well sir, it's a long story and I don't have the time, really. My girlfriend should be back any second' 'My name's Brian. Please start your story! You know women and washrooms! She could be a while!' 'Oh for sure, Brian! Okay, I could start my tale anyway! Olivia, my girlfriend, is a beautician, and awfully fussy about looking just right, especially her makeup! So let's see, I will start! It was about a month ago.' I had had a long day at work. My name's Tim by the way. I'm in insurance. Big Insurance company. I investigate false claims, people trying to rip off the company, that kind of thing. Anyway, I came home around 7 p.m. and Olivia had a nice chicken dinner ready for me. 'How was your day, sweetie?' 'Pretty good Olivia. I caught two men on film who were supposedly on disability. Idiots! The boss is real happy with me!' 'That's amazing Tim! I'm so proud of you, baby!' 'Why thanks, honey. I'm proud of me, too!' 'What's new with you Olivia? This chicken is out of this world, by the way!' "Oh, I almost forgot! You know Halloween is a month away, eh Tim? Well, you know Joyce, the owner of the beauty salon I work at? She had a brilliant idea! She wants to host a Halloween party at her place, and you will never guess the theme!' 'All salon workers have to come as French maids?' I said. 'You wish, mister! What is it with men and French maids? Besides, you made me dress as one LAST Halloween, remember? 'I sure do, Olivia! You looked so sexy in that black satin uniform, with your long sexy legs tucked into 5 inch black pumps!' 'Not this year, buster! No, the theme is quite in keeping with a salon. All the spouses and significant others of salon employees have to be made over at the salon into 'women'! All the guys will be made over at the salon by their partner. And there is a quite substantial prize for the top 3! The winner will get $1500, 2nd place is $1000 and 3rd place is $500! Tim, I intend to win us the top prize money! So watch out. on Halloween, you're going to be the prettiest 'girl' at the Party!' 'No way I'm doing that shit! I'm too macho to be made over into a girl! That's impossible! I will be the ugliest woman ever! Please honey, do we have to go? I'd rather stay home anyway and watch you hand out candy to the kids in your sexy French maid uniform!' 'Yes way, Tim! All salon staff must makeover their partners! It is expected of us. It makes us look good to the owner if we are team players! And there are several promotions to come at work! I need the raise a promotion would bring. Do it for me honey! Please? Or I may just have to find a more sympathetic boyfriend!' ''Oh all right! Damn it, do your worst, Olivia! But there is still no way you can make me beautiful. No way whatsoever!" 'Ok tough guy, you're on! That is a challenge! You know I am one of the top cosmetologists at my salon? I'm going to make it my mission to make you into a stunning girl, and win 1st prize!!' 'Haha! Like that's going to happen, Olivia! I'll come in dead Last for sure! You're going to be wasting your time! But, whatever!' 'Hmm, you seem to like French maids. I was going to just make you over into a beautiful girl, and throw you into a minidress... BUT...why not make YOU a beautiful French maid?!! You'll win for sure!! No one could top having a partner transformed into a darling and dainty French maid! 'You're kidding me. Olivia!' 'No Tim, I'm not kidding! Come Halloween, you are putty in my hands at the salon! Oh, and I have JUST the outfit! The French maid uniform you bought for me last year! It may be a bit tight, but I'm sure a corset will let you slip into my uniform! That, and a little dieting for the next month! I'm afraid Tim that on Halloween, you will be a sweet serving 'girl', a French maid named 'Tiffany'!!' What had I got myself into? 'Woah, that is quite the story, Tim! You're a sport for doing this for your girlfriend! I don't think I would have the guts to go out in drag! Especially in a French maid's uniform! Say, your girl is still not here! Could I buy you a drink? Just one!' 'Well, ok Brian! No harm in one! I'll take a rum and coke, please.' A few minutes later, I was nursing a nice rum and coke, and beginning to loosen up a little around Brian. That was when my girlfriend ran out in a panic, and I asked her what was wrong? 'Oh Tim! I have an emergency at work! I'm so sorry, but I have to go back to the salon for a few hours! We got Some last minute clients for Halloween, and I'm one of The few stylists available! Joyce called me personally and told me that if I took care of the clients tonight, I would be sure to get a promotion! I'm so sorry, baby, But I will see you in a few hours, okay Tim? Then we will take you to the party and win that prize!!' 'Okay Olivia, I understand. This could be your big break! Go ahead, do your magic, and I'll be waiting here for you later. Besides, Brian here is good company and will keep me company! 'Oh, you're so sweet, Tim! No wonder I love you! I do have to marry such a sweet man like you, eventually! Okay, see you in a couple hours!' And with a quick peck on my cheek, Olivia was gone, leaving Brian as my company. 'Woah, I see you finished your drink! Buy a girl a drink?' I played up the femme fatale and thanked Brian for a second rum and coke. Which, as I continued my story, turned into a third drink! 'So 'Tiffany', tell me about today and your transformation into such a stunning girl, and French maid, to boot! I'm amazed. I would never have known you were a man at the bar when I saw you!" 'Okay Brian. Well, last night, the day before Halloween, Olivia shaved my entire body, so I could be hairless and smooth, as 'girls aren't hairy' she said. I was surprised at how my body felt hairless and smooth. Quite a different feeling, and not unpleasant. Olivia and I made passionate love that night, believe me! It was wonderful!' 'Hmm, I have to say 'Tiffany', that your smooth legs were what drew me to you when I saw you at the bar! So lovely! The prettiest gams I have ever seen, and you're a dude! Go figure! Haha!' 'Why thanks Brian! I guess! Never had someone tell me that before!' 'My pleasure, 'Tiffany'. Now please continue your story!' Ok, well this morning we slept in then had a nice breakfast together. Eggs, toast, sausage, the usual. Filled up, we left for her salon around 3 this afternoon. I was in my khaki trousers and sperry boat shoes and a white golf shirt. Olivia looked hot as usual in a sexy black miniskirt and heels. There was no need to ask what was in her garment bag that she was carrying! I knew it was the maid uniform and all the rest of the clothes to make me into a maid!' 'Hard to believe this gorgeous creature beside me was Wearing khaki trousers just this afternoon!' 'Tell me about it Brian!! I can't believe the change myself!' 'So tell me about your transformation, 'Tiffany'. Brian was enjoying talking to this sexy maid. And as 'Tiffany' loosened up, he got a strange idea in his mind. Perhaps a few more drinks? Yes, that would do it! 'Please continue 'Tiffany What happened at the salon?!' 'Okay Brian, well once we got there, I was put near the back, and into a chair. The first thing Olivia did was my hair, and instead of a wig, she added extentions to my hair, after washing my hair first. My hair is dark brunette, as you can see, but before the extentions, It didn't even reach my collar! As you can see, my hair now goes all the way to my waist! It took some getting used to, believe me! The weight was quite unfamiliar to me, that's for sure! Then she curled the ends of my hair to add some sexy curls and body to it, then trimmed my normally parted hair into bangs, you know, like the girl in new girl!' 'hmm yes, your gorgeous hair was the third thing I noticed about you, 'Tiffany'!' 'Third thing? What was the second thing, Brian?' ''Duh! Your tits, 'Tiffany', straining out of your black satin uniform! They are VERY impressive! What, a D cup?' 'Oh, er, those! Well, they are a DD cup actually! They were the next thing Olivia did to me! I pleaded with her for smaller breasts, But she wouldn't have it any other way. Maids should have big boobs, she told me firmly. And so, with her glue and makeup, I was soon the proud owner of a pair of double d's!' 'Quite fetching they are, Tiffany! They suit your costume most elegantly! So what came next? Makeup? Or more dressing?' 'More dressing, then makeup! Soon I was wearing my first bra, a black satin and lace number that supported my new 'girls'! Then she slipped a pair of panties on me. My, how unusual and sensual they felt! Not at all like my rough, cotton briefs! The panties were black satin, bikini cut, with white lace around the waist, legs and white lace ruffles on the back! It all felt so girly, and forbidden! But it only got worse! 'Yes, I can see by your figure, 'Tiffany', that you must be corsetted!' 'Yes sir! Man, that was torture, but I'm used to it now! Olivia brought out an old fashioned boned corset and wrapped it around me, doing up the buckles in front and severely lacing me tight in the back! The corset was black satin, of course, and soon I was the proud owner of a 26 inch waist! I was a 32 waist in my khaki's!! It was almost unbearable at first, but now I'm used to the tight lacing. It really hugs my body!' 'Very sexy body, 'Tiffany' One of the curviest 'girls' I've ever seen! Girls today just don't take care of their figures like they used to! So what came next, sweetie?' By now, 'Tiffany' had knocked away 4 rum and cokes, and Brian noticed that 'Tiffany' was getting a little flirty and quite feminine. As if Tim was Disappearing, and his feminine side, 'Tiffany', was taking over. This could work out well, thought Brian. Yes, indeed! 'So, after I was corsetted, it was natural to be put in stockings next. Olivia brought out a pair of sheer, seamed black silk stockings that must have cost a fortune! Each stocking was drawn up my smooth, shaved legs and gartered in three spots on each leg to the corset. I tell you, that was a rush! The pull of garters holding up stockings is something I never experienced before, and it was intoxicating! Olivia smoothed my seams in the back and when I felt her hands on my silken legs, I almost creamed my panties! But I couldn't. Oh, I forgot to tell you that Olivia locked me in a plastic chastity tube after pushing my balls inside their natural pockets. I had quite the flat front! Olivia wanted an authentic looking 'female' domestic, not a cheap looking man in drag! With my flat front and my penis in chastity, I certainly didn't feel very manly!' 'Indeed 'Tiffany'! I see no sign of male bits under your skirt!' 'Oh you! I'm sure the white lace and taffeta petticoats help hide my front! I know you can only see one petticoat, but I am wearing 3! Olivia wanted my maid uniform to 'poof out' to hide what little remained of my pantied and chastised front! Sooo, after the three petticoats, came the dress! The same one she wore last year for Halloween! Black satin and trimmed with white lace at the collar and arms! I don't know how she did it, but I was soon dressed in it, and it fit! It must have been the tight corsetting! I was amazed it fit, and so was Olivia! I now had the same waist size as her!' 'Hmm, lovely! Real satin? Nice, 'Tiffany'!! Stand up! I want to see how short it is!' 'Uh, ok Brian! See, it comes down mid thigh, and shows off my petticoats, with just a hint of stockings!' 'Hmm, yes 'Tiffany'! I like! No, I LOVE! Very fetching maid! And I love the hint of stocking tops with the garters!' 'Gee, thanks Brian! Tee hee! Wee!' It must have been the drinks, but soon I was twirling around for him, around and around, surely showing a peek of my panties to him and the bar crowd. I was so dizzy I had to sit down. I was embarrassed. What had I done! And WHY!?' 'What a gorgeous maid you are 'Tiffany'! Sublime! So sexy!' 'Why thanks, kind sir!' 'My pleasure, 'Tiffany'. How about another drink? Yes? Bartender, she'll have another rum and coke, please!' 'So, 'Tiffany', what came next?' 'Well, Olivia completed my maid attire with a cute white lace apron, and the lace choker I am wearing. Then she slipped me into a pair of 5 inch black pumps. Man! I could barely stand! But she had me practice for a while, and surprisingly I was able to mince quite well, maybe because of the tight corset?' 'You're a natural maid, 'Tiffany'. Very convincing and beautiful, like a real female French maid! So what happened next, my darling maid?!' ' Makeup! And lots of it! Liquid foundation, powder, blush, you name it! She even applied long false eyelashes on me and glued them on! Then copious coatings of a dark mascara, thickening my lashes to ultra feminine proportions! The weight alone is incredible! I can barely keep my lashes open! Loads of eye shadow in various subtle hues of blue. Then she lined my lips with a pencil, and filled my new shaped lips with a deep red lipstick, followed by a gloss! Talk about a strange feeling! I was used to kissing girls with lipstick, not wearing it! But it felt devine! And my lips looked unbelievably sexy and feminine! I wanted to kiss myself, for god's sakes!' 'Oh 'Tiffany', I have to say your makeup is impeccable! You look so lovely, you take my breath away! You don't look at all like a man in drag! Just the most beautiful French maid in the world! Wonderful!' 'You really think so, Brian? I mean, guys just don't turn into gorgeous girls, or maids, with makeup, do they? I thought i was so macho! This feels so weird! Like someone else is in my body1 I feel so feminine! I don't know what is happening! But I kinda love the clothes and makeup. That's so silly, eh?' 'Not at all, 'Tiffany'. Just think of yourself as a woman tonight. Ok? Not a man in drag, but a lovely female maid! And enjoy it. Go with it! It's only for a night, eh? Then you will be your old boring male self. So let your feminine side shine tonight, 'Tiffany'. Another drink? Good girl..... That's my 'Tiffany'!!' Two and a half hours later, Olivia returned to the bar to fetch Tim. But there was no sign of him! Olivia asked the bartender what happened to the cute brunette French maid. 'Sorry miss, that sexy maid left a half hour ago! She left with her boyfriend. Cute couple they make!' 'Boyfriend?..... Olivia was in shock. What was going on? Why did Tim leave with a strange man?' This was absurd! Then the bartender gave her a note..... 'That huge guy that sexy maid was with. He told me to give you this.....' End of Part One New Girl - A Little Help Pt. 01 "Jess, I can't thank you enough for the past few weeks. I can't wait to go home though," said Cece. "Yeah at least you have your date to look forward to tonight what you going wear?" asked her little friend. "I'm thinking my little black dress why mess with a classic," said Cece. "You always look smoking hot in that, and maybe wear them white heels I got you," asked Jess inquisitively. "You mean your fuck me heels," Cece said with a grin. "Well its been a while so they might bring you luck," "Jess maybe your right I've been so horny lately, I need a fucking, a good fucking," Jess feeling a little awkward changed the subject "Well enjoy your date the guys are gone to Nicks in Cleveland so I'm gonna get some wine get my jammys on and watch dirty dancing so I'll see you tomorrow," Cece began getting ready for her date applying a little make up and eye liner, but she realised she had forgotten to get her dress out of the washing machine as she slid on a silk robe and her heels she realised she was alone in the apartment so she thought ill trot across and get it. She got to the utility room and the washing machine was still going "Fuck I forgot this takes ages!" Cece grabbed her phone and there was a message from her date it read "Sorry babe family emergency gotta cancel x," Cece was so pissed off not only did he not ring but she wasn't getting any tonight and she was so horny as she was thinking of something to write back as she sat against the machine and the small vibrations felt good, Cece had a wicked thought "I'm all alone why not have some fun!" Cece slipped off her robe and turned the machine to quick spin and sat on top and waited for it to begin to kick in. Cece began by slowly grinding her pussy on the machine as the spin cycle began she felt a thrill run through her body it felt wicked. Jess pulled into the car park and grabbed her stuff out of the car she was really looking forward to her night. She entered her loft and immediately strolled into her room and got changed into her favourite t-shirt and shorts. She proceeded out to the living room, where she sat down and opened her wine and had a sip but forgot her phone and her DVD so she strolled back into her room. As she came back into the hall she decided to call Cece to see how she was getting on but as she heard the ringtone of Ceces phone. she walked towards the utility and could hear a noise that sounded like a groan from the room so Jess opened the door and what caught her eye was quite a sight/ Her gorgeous tanned friend was completely naked except for her heels and straddling the washing machine and screaming "YES! OH GOD! Yess!" Just as Cece was about to cum she saw Jess and ever so faintly said "Jess," and threw her head back. "CECE WHAT ARE YOU DOING!???" shouted Jess, shocked by what her friend was doing Cece panting heavily replied "Date cancelled.. needed it sorry," "PUT SOME CLOTHES ON!" screamed Jess once again in disbelief. Cece was still on cloud 9 and feeling mischievous sat up and noticed her friends nipples sticking out from her tight top "Jess, have you been getting much lately?" Jess shocked at her friends question just said "Stop making me uncomfortable it's been a while, I dunno why I said that," Cece sensing an opportunity jumped off the machine and clicked her heels "Jess I needed that I feel so good surely your horny Jess?" "Cece this is weird," replied Jess feeling increasingly uncomfortable. "We all get a little hot at weird things Jessica and we've been friends for years so I know you and your nipples are pointing at me and there's a glint in your eye that tell me that your turned on am I right?" said Cece knowingly. Jess looked down at the floor "Yes I am, so I'm gonna go cool off," Cece grabbed Jess' arm "Look at me Jess have I ever steered you wrong?" "No but this is so weird!" Jess said trying to get her arm loose. "Tell you what, " Cece strutted over to the machine bent over and put the machine back onto spin mode and as she pressed quick spin and pause she looked over her shoulder at her friend who was blatantly checking her butt out. "Jessica enjoying the sights are we?" Cece said taunting her friend. Jess snapped out of it "Sorry it's just," "it's okay I'm gonna go pour myself a glass of wine and leave you to it," as Cece strolled past her she took the phone from Jess and said "No interruptions," and closed the door behind her. Jess sat against the wall so confused so many thoughts running through her head but mainly she was so turned on. She looked at the machine and slowly walked towards it. The vibrations running through her feet felt good she walked up to it and could see Cece's juices on top of it. She hadn't come in what seemed an age and needed it. Jess sat on top of the machine and could understand what Cece was saying it felt so good just as CeCe did Jess slowly grinded her pussy to start but as she was wearing shorts the feeling wasn't right so she slipped her shorts and underwear off and sat on top of the machine and let out a little moan it had been so long . Cece still hot from the nights events sipped on wine from outside she was unsure what Jess was doing the curiosity was too much so she strutted down to the door and could hear moans "My girl," she thought she placed the wine down and slowly turned the knob to peek in. Jess was bouncing up and down slowly "Yes! aww yessss!" escaped her lips as she lay back flat she spotted Cece peaking. "Hey pervert!" Cece pushed in "So thoughts?" "My god you weren't wrong it still feels odd though," "Well it might help if I stay here," Jess began grinding again and threw off her shirt to reveal a purple push up bra and she threw it at Cece who just smiled and couldn't believe Jess didn't freak out. Jess felt a real thrill being watched and began getting really into it and was lost in pleasure in no time. Cece was getting turned on watching her friend touching herself and knew right then she had to have her she approached Jess and said "Hunny, I have to!" Jess who was so close to exploding just murmured "Huh," Cece spread Jess' legs apart placed her shoulders under her thighs and simply began licking Jess' pussy "Oh Cece," is all Jess could say. Cece had never felt so hot she began furiously licking Jess' clit and could feel Jess' thighs tighten around her head. Jess began bucking and screamed "CECE!" as she orgasmed. Cece felt wetness around her mouth and Jess shudder around her. She stood back to see Jess her hair tossed glasses a little foggy and her bra rising up and down as Jess tried to catch her breath. Jess was exhausted what a night she thought as she sat up she just said "Cece, I," Cece planted a huge kiss on her friend and stood back "You owe me and feel free to watch me walk away," as she spun and strutted away Jess watched her amazing ass wiggle. "Well I'll need the heels," Jess said as she watched Cece's. Cece stopped and kicked them off she said "Make it quick Miss Day I'll be in the shower," and exited the room with a smile.