4 comments/ 27114 views/ 5 favorites Benny's Secret By: LordChupp Two men sat in comfortable chairs, one across from the other. The older of the men seemed apprehensive, the younger man curious. The older man took a deep breath and said, "Okay, here it goes. I hope you're ready for this." I was a good looking guy, or so I was told by lots of girls. I'd fucked just about every girl in my high school, so I guess maybe it was true. I'd even gotten into a couple of the teacher's skirts. Mrs. Barkley really showed me a few things. Even a couple guys asked me out, which was surprising to me. After high school I went to college for two years and got a degree in communications. So, at twenty years old, I thought I was ready for the big time. I wanted to get into movies, either as an actor or at least in production or directing. I moved away from my small Midwest town and headed for Los Angeles. That was back in 1980. I found a job busing tables at a pretty decent restaurant. After a few weeks I ended up as a waiter and made good tips, especially from horny older women and guys I found out later were gay. A few of the women left me their phone numbers. There was one in particular who came in now and then with the hottest redhead I'd ever seen. They both were very friendly to me and left some really nice tips. One day the older woman introduced herself to me. "By the way, my name is Gretchen Mueller." She pointed at the redhead. "This is Cheri Banks." I shook their hands in turn. "I guess you know my first name is Benny. Benny Roberts. Nice to meet you both." I couldn't help notice that Cheri gave me a sweet smile. Gretchen, who I noticed had the slightest German accent, asked, "Do you like your job, Benny?" "It's okay. Well, no, it sucks." "If you're interested, I need a new pool boy. It pays well and you get a nice little apartment with free rent." This piqued my interest because rent ate up over half my take home pay. "Wow, sounds good. What would I have to do?" "Tomorrow's Saturday. Why don't you come by and we'll show you around and explain your tasks. Bring a swimsuit, okay?" I agreed and she gave me directions. Her place was in Beverly Hills! I showed up the next afternoon a little bit early. I had to take a bus since my piece of shit car broke down a month earlier. I got thirty bucks for it from a junk yard and had been using public transportation ever since. I pushed a button at the front gate and I heard Cheri's voice from an intercom say, "Come on in, Benny." The gate swung open and I strolled down the long driveway. I saw a few cars parked along the circular drive once I got near the house. I heard Cheri call out, "Over here!" She was waving her arm at the back corner of the house. She was wearing a broad hat, sunglasses, and a skimpy green bikini. I headed over and she shook my hand. With an amazing smile she said, "I'm glad you made it. Come on, I'll show you where to change." I followed her and couldn't help but stare at her perfect ass. She led me past a huge pool where there were five women laying around or swimming. A couple of them were really nice looking, but none of them were what you'd call ugly. They all waved and said hello as I passed. Gretchen stepped out of the water and that's when I realized what a killer body she had. She had wide hips that swayed provocatively when she walked. She was wearing a pink string bikini that looked like it was ready to burst off at any moment, and her taut nipples pressed against the thin material of her bra, which barely covered her ample breasts. "Get changed and come on out, Benny." She smiled, turned, and walked to her chaise. Her bikini bottom struggled to cover her huge, round ass. I had to tear my eyes away from it before I walked right into a small palm tree. Cheri led me into a small pool house. There was a living quarters built into the back of it. She said, "This is the apartment where you'd be staying." She gave me a quick tour, showing me the small living room, bedroom, bathroom and kitchenette. "You'll have to excuse the clothes in the closet. Patina, our previous pool girl, met some rich guy from France and moved out. She left with one small suitcase and the clothes on her back. The dresser is just about full, too. Don't worry, if you take the job we'll get that stuff out of here. I'll wait outside while you change." She smiled that beautiful smile and closed the bedroom door behind her. I stripped and threw my trunks on. I was glad they were a bit loose because it hid the hard on I'd sprouted. I went out to the pool and Gretchen called me over. "Okay, Benny. Your first job is to put lotion on me, Cheri, or any of my guests who need it. Can you handle that?" I told her I could and every woman there had me rub sun tan lotion on them. I got a couple winks and smiles and over heard one of the ladies tell Gretchen, "Oh, yes, he's a keeper." I helped Cheri serve drinks and after a couple hours the ladies all left. Then Gretchen explained the rest of my job. She showed me how to skim the pool and make sure the chlorine was properly balanced. "And that's basically it." She said. "The pay is two hundred a week and the apartment. You can eat with us at the house or you can make your own. You are also to help Cheri around the house if she needs it. Any questions?" "Yeah, when do I start?" Two hundred a week was pretty good money back in 1980. "The ladies all liked you and so do I. You can start now, if you want." Cheri drove me back to my efficiency apartment where I packed the rest of my clothes, which wasn't much, paid the manager the rest of my rent, and moved out of there for good. When we got back it was almost dark. Cheri said, "We'll have dinner in about an hour. Go ahead and find a place for your things. You can move Patina's clothes around to make room. She'll never be back for them, it's been nearly a month and she called three days ago to tell us she got married and loves it in Paris." After she left I put my suitcase on the bed and opened a couple drawers to see if there was room. Both top drawers were full of sexy, lacey panties and bras. The two larger bottom drawers were full of shorts and skirts, and a variety of sexy little shirts. I picked up a pair of red panties and looked them over. I felt my dick begin to harden since I had always been a sucker for sexy lingerie. On sudden impulse, I stripped naked and slid the panties on. They fit snugly and the silky material felt so good against my skin. I found a matching bra and, after adjusting the straps, put it on. It felt surprisingly good, too. I dug around and found a red garter belt and some black stockings. Trembling with excitement, I hooked the belt around my waist and slowly slid the stockings on. I figured out how to hook them and checked myself out in the mirror. My cock was hard as steel and precum was oozing out of my tip. I went into the closet and looked through the dresses, blouses and colorful skirts hanging in there. They were size tens, whatever that means, and I tried on a silky black mini dress. It was a bit snug but it seemed to fit pretty well. I assumed that Patina was a fairly tall girl but not too busty. The bra tag said 34b. Lined up along the closet floor were about ten pairs of women's shoes, from stiletto-heeled dressy looking shoes to sexy, low heeled sandals. I held one of the shoes up to my foot and it looked like a fairly close match. I tried on the sexiest pair of black high heels in there and again, although snug they fit okay. The high heels made me feel strangely sexy, so I stepped in front of the full length mirror set on the closet door. I'd been told once or twice that I had an androgynous look about me, and now I believed it. I didn't look all that bad. I grabbed a pair of my socks, rolled them up, and inserted one into each side of my bra to give myself some breasts. My dark brown hair, though starting to thin a little on top, was kind of long, almost to my shoulder, and if I turned just right I actually looked fairly feminine. I couldn't take any more. I laid back on the bed, lifted my dress, pulled out my cock and stroked it until I exploded into an intense orgasm. I caught my wad in my palm to keep it from getting on the clothes. I lay there panting and shaking for a few minutes before I got up, carefully washed my hands and put all the clothing back exactly where I got it. I took a quick shower, found a towel to dry off, and dressed in shorts and a tee shirt. The phone rang, startling the shit out of me, so I answered it. Cheri's voice said, "Hi, Benny. Dinner's ready if you want to come over to the main house." I went over and the dining room table was set with four places. A really cute Mexican girl I hadn't met yet was there and served us dinner. Cheri introduced us. "Benny, this is Marta." The young woman gave me a sexy little smile and said hello. During dinner Gretchen insisted that while employed I take some multi vitamins every day, get in some mild exercise, and do some yoga. "It will help your body and your mind." I agreed to do whatever she wanted. Later, Gretchen asked, "Do you like to play cards, Benny?" After I said yes she added, "We like to play poker. Do you know how?" "Sure, me and my buddies used to play for loose change." She gave me a demure smile and asked, "Ever play strip poker?" I felt my dick begin to harden. "Yeah, once or twice in college." "Great!" she said, "Let's play. Marta, just put the dishes in the sink and come join us." So there I was, sitting on the living room floor with two gorgeous girls about my age and a voluptuous woman, ready to play strip poker. After a few hands I was down to just my shorts and all three of the women were sitting there with no shirts on. Marta was wearing a sheer white bra and her dark areolas were clearly visible. She caught me looking a couple times but didn't seem to mind. Gretchen's large, firm tits seemed to defy gravity and I could see her large areolas, too. Cheri's bra was sheer as well, but her pale, pink areolas were hard to see. Luck went my way the next few hands and all three of the girls were down to their panties. I had a raging hard on as I stared at the three different but equally beautiful breasts before me. Marta's were smallish but firm and round. Gretchen's were 38D's with large, erect nipples that begged to be sucked. And lovely Cheri's were amazingly firm and conical with perky, pink nipples. I lost a hand and went down to my underwear. My hard cock was plain to see under my tight briefs and it drew stares. Marta asked, "What's with that?" She pointed directly at my crotch. "Are you horny or something?" They all laughed as I felt my face redden. Next hand and off went Gretchen's panties. She sat there, cross-legged, and I could plainly see her hairy cunt. A hint of her labia was visible, too. Next hand, Marta lost and she seductively slid out of her panties to reveal her neatly trimmed bush. She, too, sat cross-legged and I could see her glistening slit. By this time I felt like my cock was going to explode, but I was determined to win one more hand so I could see Cheri's pussy. I could already see that she had red pubes through her sheer, silky panties. I lost the next hand so I dutifully removed my underwear to expose my hard, eight inch cock. Cheri stood and raised her arms above her head and said, "I win!" She then turned her back to us and slowly pulled her panties down to her ankles, bending over at the waist. We all stared at her beautiful ass and her wet, seductively protruding labia. I could see fine, reddish hairs near her ass hole and fought the urge to run my tongue the full length of her crotch. She sat down and said, "That was fun." Gretchen said, "Let's have more fun." She reached over and cupped one of Marta's breasts with her hand, massaging it firmly. The two began kissing passionately and I stared raptly for a moment until I felt Cheri's warm, soft mouth wrap around the head of my cock. She sucked for a moment, then shifted her body around and stuck her lovely, wet pussy right in my face. I licked and sucked as she moaned in pleasure. After a few minutes she sat up on my face and I felt Marta straddle my waist, take my cock into her hand, and guide it into her trembling love hole. I couldn't see much of what was going on as Cheri ground her hot pussy in my face, but after a few more minutes I felt Marta tense up and begin to tremble in the throes of an intense orgasm. I was really close my self when Gretchen slid me into her tight hole. Then I realized she'd stuck my dick right into her ass. She bounced up and down and I could tell she was vigorously fingering her pussy and kissing Cheri. A minute later Cheri's pussy began to quiver and I heard her moaning, "Yes, yes." I couldn't take it any more. I came hard, lifting Gretchen right off the floor as I shot semen deep into her asshole. As if on cue, she shook with an intense orgasm and let herself fall to her side, and my cock was pulled from her ass with an audible pop. We all lay there on the carpet for a minute, gasping for breath. I had pussy juice all over my face, my stomach, my cock, even my balls. And I loved it. Gretchen rolled over, kissed my sloppy, wet lips and said, "I'm going to take a shower and go to bed. Good night." Marta kissed me too. She said, "I'll clean this room in the morning, Gretchen. Good night." Cheri was laying on her side and smiling at me. "I bet you weren't expecting anything like that, were you?" After I shook my head she added, "Gretchen is very sexually liberated. We all are. If you hadn't been as well she would have fired you. She is pretty insistent that all her employees freely give of themselves." "Ah, I see. All she had to do was say so." "It's more fun to find out this way, don't you think?" I laughed and nodded agreement. "I need a shower, too." Cheri scooped up her clothes and headed for her room. She stopped and turned around, "You look like you need one, too. Join me?" I grabbed my clothes and hurried to her side. She led me to her room at the end of a long, upstairs hallway. We went in and I found that each bedroom had it's own bathroom. Cheri started the shower, took my hand and led me in. There was plenty of room for two. She took a soft sponge and slowly washed my entire body. She gave a little extra attention to my genitals. My cock responded by slowly rising to a full erection. She kissed my tip and said, "Your turn." She handed me the sponge so I washed her sexy body. I used my bare hand to gently wash her perky breasts, then slowly moved down to her crotch. She parted her legs as I ran my fingers over her clitoris, slowly caressing and stroking. There was a small bench built into the shower stall. She sat in it, leaned back with her legs spread, and said, "Eat me again. You're pretty damn good at it." I put my face near her reddish pubes and slowly ran my tongue over her pink labia. I swirled it around her clit and ran my finger deep inside her dripping vagina. I did this for several minutes as warm water sprayed over us. She had her eyes closed and moaned in pleasure as she squeezed her breasts and pinched her nipples. Suddenly she came as her crotched jumped in spasms of delight. Cheri then crouched in front of me and took my throbbing cock into her mouth. She sucked and stroked, slowly at first, while she swirled her tongue around my tip and shaft. She did it faster and faster until I erupted in orgasmic pleasure. She moved her head back and stroked my cock with her soft hand, allowing my wad to shoot all over her face and into her open mouth. We finished our shower and after a passionate kiss goodnight, I staggered to my apartment, fell onto the bed and was asleep in no time. The next morning there was a tap at my door. I opened it and Cheri said, "If you want breakfast, it's almost ready." As I nodded I couldn't help but notice she was dressed in a bikini again, covered with a sheer kimono. As I walked with her to the house, she made friendly small talk as her sandals clicked on the concrete sidewalk. In the past, I would have felt uncomfortable with a girl I'd just fucked the night before, but Cheri was different. I was totally comfortable around her. Once inside, Gretchen handed me a plastic pill bottle full of pills. "Here, these are specially designed multi-vitamins. They're also really good for your hair, which I couldn't help notice was thinning a bit. Take one in the morning and one in the evening every day. Don't forget." I agreed to do as she asked. Later, she had Cheri teach me yoga and we did that every day. There was hardly a day that went by when at least two of us had sex in a wild variety of positions. Gretchen really seemed to like it in the ass. Once night, after we'd had a bottle of wine and were feeling pretty good, Gretchen was on the edge of her bed with legs spread wide. She tilted her hips up so I could thrust my cock into her lubed up asshole. I was pumping it to her when suddenly I felt a slender, slick object shoved up my own ass. I grunted in surprise and pulled away. Gretchen was holding a lubed up, shiny little sex toy in her left hand. "Hey, what was that for?" I didn't care for it too well. "Come on, let me do it. It turns me on." After I hesitated she said, "No more fucking for you unless we do it my way." I was still horny as hell so I shrugged and slid my cock back into her tight little asshole. Gretchen soothingly said, "There, that's a good boy. Just relax and take it in." I forced myself to relax as she slowly slid the shiny little dildo up my ass. After a while it wasn't so bad. I pumped her ass harder and harder and began to realize she really was getting a kick out of sticking her toy up my ass. She produced a bigger dildo in her right hand and stuck it up her pussy as her whole began to convulse. Her breath came in ragged gasps as she came for several long seconds. She lay there, panting as I mercilessly pounded her asshole. A moment later she could tell I was about to come. She said, "Shoot your load on my tummy." I timed it right and only had to stroke myself a few times before I shot sticky semen onto her still-quivering stomach. She patted my cheek and said, "Good boy." Later that evening Gretchen said that she, Cheri and Marta were going out for girls night out. They left around seven and said they'd be out late. By this time I had been there for over two months and hadn't dressed up in Patina's clothes in a few weeks. I'd been too busy or exhausted most of the time. I'm not gay or anything, but I got a real thrill out of wearing sexy, feminine clothes. So as soon as I saw Gretchen's big Mercedes pull through the gate I went to my bedroom and got naked. I looked at myself in the full length mirror. I tipped my head forward and could see that Gretchen was right, my hair had not only stopped thinning, but was a full as I could remember. I hadn't gotten it cut in a long time, either, and it was all the way down to my shoulders now. I was losing weight, too. I was never heavy at all, but my usually thin frame looked different, now. I had been noticing my nipples protruding a little bit and they were always sore as heck. I'd asked Gretchen about it, finally, and she told me the supplements I was taking for my hair had female hormones in them and that I could expect some minor side affects like some slight swelling and soreness in my nipples. She said I could stop taking them any time but my hair looked so good I decided I take them a while longer. As I stared at myself in the mirror I noticed that my eyelashes looked a little bit fuller, too. My whole face, in fact, had a more feminine look to it. It seemed to make me better looking, I thought, so I didn't mind. I put my fingers up to my nipples and discovered that though sore, if I was gentle they were really sensitive to the touch and it felt good. Benny's Secret I went to the dresser and picked out matching black lace panties, bra, garter and black stockings. I quickly put them on and went into the closet. There was a red party dress, cut just above the knees. I had never tried that one so I slipped it on. I noticed it wasn't as snug as the black dress I'd tried the first night. Curious, I took it off and put that black dress on. It fit much better than the first time. I put some stiletto heels on and walked around my small bedroom. I felt so sexy and horny. I cautiously opened my front door. It was very quiet outside, though there was some illumination from the yard lights. I strolled around the pool, swaying my hips with the sexiest walk I could manage. Something about being out there, dressed in such sexy clothes, really turned me on. My cock had softened so I went back inside and tucked it. I lifted my dress in front of the mirror and was surprised at how much I looked like a woman from the waist down. The hair on my legs was visible through the sheer stockings but other than that, it was a pretty convincing illusion. I jacked off hard, put things away, and went to sleep. A week later Gretchen asked if she could ask me something personal. "Please don't be offended, but I noticed that your nose is a little bit crooked." "Yeah, I got hit by a baseball when I was nine." "If you would like it fixed, I'd be happy to pay for it. The plastic surgeon is a friend of mine, and I want my people to look and feel their best." It was minor, but something that had bugged me for a long time. "Sure, sounds great. Thank you very much." After some consultation, surgery was scheduled. Two weeks later I was on the operating table. The doctor, an overweight, middle-eastern man, said, "You will be under general anesthesia, young man. This won't take long, I promise." A mask was put on my face and that was the last thing I remembered until I woke in a hospital room. Everything seemed weird somehow and I could barely move. There was an IV in my arm and I realized after a moment a catheter was in my penis. A chubby young nurse came in about that time. She was distracted with her duties at first. I tried to ask her a question but had difficulty speaking. I finally was able to clear my throat, which startled the nurse. "Excuse me," I asked, "What time is it?" Her eyes grew wide and she hurried out of the room. A few minutes later a doctor came in and asked how I felt. I told him I was okay but felt really weak. He examined me and kindly explained that I had been in a coma for seven weeks. Seven weeks? A coma? Yes, I had apparently reacted to one of anesthetics. Later the catheter and IV were removed and I was encouraged to get up and move around. It felt wonderful to walk and stretch my legs. The doctor and nurses were impressed at how quickly I was able to move with no trouble. I asked them to let me get dressed so my clothes were brought. It was only three in the afternoon and I couldn't reach Cheri or Gretchen, so I left a message on her answering machine. The doctor asked me to follow him to an office where a hospital administrator apologized profusely for the coma and expressed relief that everything seemed okay. After some negotiation, it was agreed that I would get a hundred thousand dollars settlement in a numbered account. To their credit, they kept telling me I might want a lawyer, but I figured all was well that ended well. I was led back to my room and Gretchen and Cheri were there, waiting. They both were ecstatic and crying. "Oh, Benny, we're so glad you're okay!" I signed out of the hospital and finally went back home. Marta fixed a nice, light meal and I ate ravenously. Later, I wanted nothing more than to take a nice, long, hot shower. Cheri asked, "Need any help?" After I shrugged she added, "Seriously, we don't want you to maybe get dizzy or slip and fall." "I'll be okay, really." Normally I'd have been happy for her to help me, but I felt grimy and wanted to get clean. I went to my apartment, stripped, and suddenly noticed something odd. I had breasts. Not big, but definitely there. I stood in front of the full length mirror and was shocked at what I saw. How I hadn't noticed earlier I don't know, but in the mirror I saw a distinctly feminine body. Small but pert breasts, narrow waist and curvy hips. I was relieved to see my dick was still there. I also noticed that my arms weren't as hairy as usual and realized that my face was virtually hairless, too, even after seven weeks of no shaving. My face was so feminine I barely recognized it and wondered how Gretchen and Cheri had. I looked down and admired my small breasts. They looked to be, as a guess, a fuller A cup or maybe even a B. I took my shower, scrubbing myself clean of weeks of grime. I washed my hair, which I noticed was thicker and longer than ever. Then I couldn't help but play with my cute little titties. They were sore, but only if I really squeezed them. The nipples were as sensitive as ever and if I gently pinched them I could feel it right down to the tip of my cock. Naturally I stroked my now hard dick until I shot my wad onto the tiled wall. I watched the yellowish semen wash into the drain as I stood there trembling. After I dried off I dressed in some loose shorts and a short sleeved sweat shirt. I went back to the house and asked, "Guys, do I look different to you?" The three women exchanged glances. Gretchen said, "Well, yes. You do look a bit more feminine in the face. That's to be expected, though. If you recall I mentioned it as a side effect." Marta said, "I think you look great." Cheri nodded agreement. "But I haven't taken any of the supplement in seven weeks." Gretchen sighed and said, "I hope you don' t mind. I didn't want you to miss any treatments so I gave you a shot once a week. Your hair looks wonderful, right? I didn't know the effects would be so, um, strong." I pondered that for a moment and realized I didn't mind. "It's okay, I guess. But I can't go out anywhere like this. The hospital administrator thought I was a woman. He called me 'Miss' like three times. I didn't pay much attention at the time but now I know why." "You know," said Cheri, "if you went out as a woman no one would say a thing. They'd assume that's what you were." "Oh, come on. People would think I was some kind of freak." Gretchen chimed in, "I'll bet you that if you let us give you a makeover, you wouldn't believe your eyes and no one would ever think you were anything but a beautiful woman." I was about to tell her she was crazy but all three of them begged me to let them try. Cheri said, "If you aren't convinced that you look completely like a woman for yourself, we'll leave you alone and help you in any way we can to stay home all the time. Deal?" Confident that they would fail, I agreed. "But," Gretchen held up a finger, "if you are convinced then you have to go out with us for the evening. It's a Thursday and the bars and lounges shouldn't be too full. Deal?" I laughed. "No problem, because I know better." Suddenly excited, all three women went into action. Gretchen went to get a wax kit for what facial hair was left, as well as my arms. Marta said she would do hair and makeup, and Cheri was going to give me a manicure and pedicure. They led me to Gretchen's bedroom where she had a nice, comfortable chair in front of a huge, three-sided mirror with plenty of light. While Marta lightly trimmed my hair and put curlers in it, Gretchen applied wax and a thin cloth to my face and arms. Cheri busily buffed, filed and painted my nails. It hurt like hell when Gretchen ripped the wax and hair from my face and arms, but she made it quick. Then she got out her makeup and she and Marta began applying foundation, a touch of rouge, eye shadow, eyeliner, and lipstick. Then Marta plucked a few stray hairs from my eyebrows and darkened them with a brown pencil. Cheri came into the room with her arms full of clothes from my apartment, Patina's sexy outfits. She had already made one trip and Gretchen's huge bed was covered in a variety of bras, panties, hosiery and dresses. Several sexy pairs of shoes were laid out as well. The three women stepped back and admired their work. Cheri shook her head and said in a soft voice, "Unbelievable. Fucking unbelievable." I started to turn for the mirror at my back. "Let me see." Gretchen screeched, "No!" She grabbed the chair and swiveled it back away from the mirror. She had Marta get a sheet and cover it and the huge, full length mirror on her closet door. "Wait until we're all finished." She then had me get up so she could put a sheet under me. "Now we'll get those legs shaved." The back of the chair could be tipped, so she had me lay my head back as Marta began applying a cream to my legs. I felt exposed, lying there naked, but it was also very relaxing. I could feel the make up on my face and eyes, the lipstick on my lips, and it made me feel so... sexy. There's no other way of saying it. Gretchen carefully shaved my legs, then used scissors and her razor to trim my pubes. I tried to look and see how much she was taking but the women wouldn't allow me to lift my head. It felt like she took nearly all of my pubic hair off. Then, as Marta sat me up and began removing the curlers from my hair, Gretchen and Cheri selected an outfit they thought would look good on me. It was that same sexy little back dress I'd worn twice before. They picked out matching black lacey panties and bra, some I'd never seen before. Cheri had me sit forward and she put the bra on me. To my surprise, my small breasts nearly filled the cups. Cheri made some adjustments and the fit was nearly perfect. Gretchen had me lift my legs, then my hips as she slid the panties on me. These were French cut and were designed to reveal some ass cheek. They felt good against my skin. She then snapped a garter belt on me, slipped some sheer black stocking on my legs, and hooked them onto the garters. I felt my dick getting hard and struggled to keep it from getting out of hand. Finally, they had me stand and slipped the dress on me, carefully avoiding messing up my hair or makeup. Marta brought over some open-toed, black high heels and I gingerly stepped into them. She bent over and buckled the fine straps around my ankles. The fit was snug but not at all uncomfortable. They led me to the full length mirror and Cheri said, "You are not going to believe your eyes. I guarantee it." With a flourish, Gretchen yanked the sheet away from the mirror. For a brief moment I wondered how that gorgeous brunette in the mirror had gotten in my way. I was stunned. I had to reach up and wave my hand to make sure it was me standing there. But it was. I was speechless for several long seconds before I managed, "Ho-lee shit!" My green eyes looked exotic the way they were made up and my dark hair was trimmed in a very feminine style with just a hint of curl on the ends. If I could have, I think I would have fucked myself. The women laughed and clapped their hands. Gretchen said, "I'll be right back." She ran out of the room. Marta said, "Even your own Mama wouldn't recognize you." Cheri added, "My god, I'm so jealous. You're beautiful! And that ass! It's awesome!" I could only stare. I didn't even recognize myself. And Cheri was right. I was beautiful. I turned and saw that she was right about my ass, too. It was one of the perkiest asses I'd ever seen. I wasn't expecting this. Not at all. Gretchen came back in the room and said, "Okay, my friend Kimmy is on her way over. She's going to teach you how to talk like a woman. She's a trained vocalist." I was surprised by that. "Why do I need to talk like a woman?" "Our deal, remember? If you were convinced that you looked like a woman you would go out with us. We don't want you sounding too mannish." "Oh, come on. You're not going to hold me to that, are you?" But a part of me was already getting a thrill from the idea of going out in public. "Hell, yes. We're going to have so much fun!" Cheri slapped me playfully on the ass. "Come on, girls. Let's get dressed for an evening out." While I stood there admiring myself, Gretchen did her makeup and got dressed in a black, sheer blouse and black skirt. She slid on pantyhose, put on her high heels, and took me by the hand. "Let's go downstairs and wait for Kimmy." I had a bit of trouble in my heels on the stairs, but made it to the living room. A couple minutes later, Cheri and Marta came down stairs. Cheri had on a tight, green, short dress. She wore a bra that pushed her breasts up, allowing her low cut dress to show provocative cleavage. She wore black open-toed high heels that looked very much like the ones I was wearing. Marta wore a cream blouse and red skirt that was so short she had to be careful abut bending over or risk showing her ass. She wore red high heeled pumps. Both women had quickly put their hair up and were wearing hooped earrings. It occurred to me I had no jewelry on. "Does anyone have earrings I can clip on?" Gretchen said, "Of course!" She hurried up the stairs and came down with a tasteful pair of diamond earrings and clipped them to my lobes. She then had me turn around and put a diamond pendant around my neck, and then a matching bracelet on my left wrist. I looked in a mirror and the illusion was complete. No one could possibly guess I wasn't a woman. A few minutes later there was a knock at the door and an adorable little oriental woman entered. She walked right up to me, shook my hand, and said, "Hi, I'm Kimmy." After I said hi back to her she frowned and said, "Oh, no. That won't do. You look every bit the woman. You must sound like one, too." She took me into another room and worked with me on voice control. She explained things so well that after a short while, I was speaking with a very effeminate voice that sounded natural. All the while she kept touching me and brushing close, especially against my breasts. She was so cute, and there something so sexual about her, I found myself getting aroused. Soon my hard cock was evident under my dress. "Oh, you bad girl. You can't be showing everyone your special surprise." Even her voice was so sexy. I stammered, "Sorry, you, this whole thing, I'm just really turned on. I can't help it." "Well, I'll help you out, this time. But you'll have to learn to control yourself." I was about to ask her how she could help when she knelt in front of me, lifted my dress, pulled my lacy panties down, and took my stiff cock into her mouth. It felt so wonderful to have her lips wrapped around my shaft. She expertly sucked and thrust it into her throat and brought me to climax quickly. I nearly fell as I came. I felt my hot cum shooting into her eager mouth and she kept sucking until my wad was gone and I went limp. She then pressed her lips tight against my shaft and slowly drew my cock out, making sure to get every last drop of semen. She wiped what little saliva off my shaft with her hand and tucked it back into my panties. "There," she said with a smile. "Nice and soft. Let's keep it that way, okay? You won't always have me around to help." She giggled and said, "Now, we need a name for you. We don't want to call you Benny anymore." She rested her chin on her fist for a moment. "Hmm, something feminine, right? How about Lisa?" I shrugged and nodded. In my feminine voice I said, "Hello, my name is Lisa. Lisa Roberts." She laughed. "Perfect. Absolutely perfect. When we get out there I want you to converse with everyone in that voice and that voice only. It's very important that you stay in character so you don't accidentally, well, embarrass yourself. Understand?" After I nodded, Kimmy led me back into the living room and announced, "May I present, Lisa Roberts." The four women clapped as I curtsied, ladylike. Gretchen asked, "So, Lisa, how do you feel?" I answered in my best female voice, "I feel wonderful, alive and so sexy." Cheri exclaimed, "Wow, perfect, Lisa!" We all chatted a few moments and then Gretchen said, "Kimmy, you want to go out with us? We're going to hit a club or two. My treat." Kimmy agreed. She was already dressed in a sexy little pleated skirt and matching blouse. I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra, but her firm tits didn't really need one, and her perky nipples looked great pressing against the fine material of her blouse. Gretchen handed me a small, black clutch bag. "Here, Lisa, you'll need this. I took the liberty of putting your lipstick in there and a few essentials." I thanked and her and the five of us piled into Gretchen's Mercedes and she headed into the city. I sat in front with her while the other three girls sat in back. We laughed and chatted as Gretchen drove onto Rodeo Drive and began looking for a nice club. I was starting to get horny again about this time and was wondering if Kimmy would be willing to give me another fantastic blow job, but then Gretchen pulled into a crowded lot and found and empty parking spot. Suddenly nervous, I felt my cock soften up. We all got out but I paused by the car. Cheri and Marta hooked their arms in mine and dragged me toward the entrance. By the door a sign read 'Ladies Night.' As we neared the door a huge man said, "Hi ladies. Free admission tonight. Come on in." He unhooked a small rope and smiled as we passed. I was half afraid he'd grab me and say, "Not you, pal." But he didn't. There was a live band inside playing loud rock and roll. They were actually pretty good. The lead singer was a gorgeous blond in tight leather pants and a loose fitting sleeveless tee shirt. We found a table and sat down. A waitress hurried over and took our drink orders. I decided on a mimosa, something I thought a woman would drink, and I like them anyway. We chatted at the table and had a good time. I had to talk louder than I wanted to over the music, but I was worried about my female voice. Kimmy put her hand on my leg, leaned close and said, "You're doing great. Want to dance?" Her hand moved up my leg just a bit. "I don't think so, not yet. Let me get used to this." She smiled and went out on the floor. Cheri and Marta joined her and soon three guys moved in and were dancing with them and trying to chat them up. Gretchen moved next to me and we both sipped our drinks and watched the dancing. After my third mimosa I was beginning to feel pretty loose. Cheri asked me to come out on the dance floor so I figured, what the hell. I went out there and just copied whatever Cheri did. Pretty soon I realized a guy was next to me, smiling and dancing away. Playing the part, I sidled up to him and began moving my hips seductively as I'd seen Kimmy doing. The song ended and I nervously headed back to my seat. The guy followed me and offered to buy me a drink, so I let him buy me a mimosa. "I'm Roger," he said. I shook his hand in the most effeminate way I could. "Hi, I'm Lisa." He smiled and I realized he was probably a handsome guy. I didn't really care except that if he was hitting on me I must be pretty good looking. I wanted him to leave but figured I couldn't be rude since he paid for my drink. Looking for a way out, I said, "Excuse me, but I need to use the ladies room." He smiled again and said, "Okay." A new song was playing and now all of my friends were out on the floor so I headed for the restroom by myself. It wasn't very big, but it was clean and well-lit. I went into a stall and sat to pee like a woman. When I finished, I adjusted my cock in my panties, smoothed out my dress, and washed my hands. I noticed in the mirror that my lipstick was mostly gone so I applied a bit more, fluffed my hair, and turned around. The bathroom door opened and in walked Roger. "Umm, you're not supposed to be in here." Benny's Secret Roger smiled again and now I could tell he'd had a bit too much to drink. "Come on, baby. You're so fuckin' sexy." He stepped close and tried to kiss me. I'd obviously had too much to drink myself, especially on an empty stomach and after so recently coming out of a coma. "Oh, poor baby. Are you horny?" I made my voice sultry. "Shit, yeah. You make me hot." "Let's see what you got, big boy. Let's see that cock." Roger eagerly pulled out his sizable manhood. It was already stiff and getting harder by the second. "Stroke it for me. Stroke it, baby." I pulled by dress up to expose my legs and garters. I stopped just short of my crotch. He began jerking off right there, his eyes fixed on my smooth thighs. I turned around and lifted my dress higher so he could see my round, perky ass. I pulled my lacey black panties up my ass crack and heard Roger exclaim, "Oh, yeah!" I pulled my cock up so it wouldn't be seen and bent over to give Roger a full show. I should have known better. He moved forward and rubbed his cock on my ass cheek. Since I'd started it, I let him for a couple seconds. Then I faced him, leaned against the wall, and put my hand under my dress to make like I was rubbing my pussy. Poor Roger couldn't take it anymore. He started beating off furiously and then, with a groan, he ejaculated onto the bathroom floor. He stood there, smiling and breathing heavily. I winked and walked out of the bathroom. Halfway back to the table I met two women who were obviously on their way to the ladies' room. I pictured Roger standing in there, holding his flaccid cock, when the women entered. Sure enough, I heard them screaming angrily and Roger scurried out of there, red-faced. After a while we left the club and went to a quiet restaurant. Even though it was nearly midnight we were all hungry. We were seated at a corner booth and I told the women about Roger. They all got a good laugh. Cheri said, "You see, Lisa? You're completely convincing as a woman." I just shrugged and we all ate a nice meal. Once we got home, we all were saying our goodbyes. Kimmy said, "Lisa, you really need to stay in character. I mean live as a woman. Not like one. As one. Take your men's clothes and put them away. Eat, sleep, drink, piss, walk, talk, and move as a woman. Wear a nighty or just panties to sleep in. Wear skirts, blouses, women's shorts and slacks. Learn to tuck properly. Can you do this?" I felt a new surge of excitement. At first I thought this was just for one night, but it was so wildly successful. I wanted to keep doing it. "Yes, I can. I'll do it." The women thought that was a great idea, too, and promised to help. Kimmy asked, "Can you walk me to my car, Lisa? I want to ask you something." We walked to her car and she said, "I'd like to check on your progress in a few days. I have a boyfriend, but he'll be out of town next Wednesday. Can you come over? It'll be just us girls and we'll finalize your training." "Sure. I don't know where you live, though." "My boyfriend's really rich. I'll send a car for you. Say around six?" I nodded and she kissed my cheek. Then she got in her little Audi and drove away. I went inside and told everyone about Kimmy's invitation. Cheri seemed quiet but Marta giggled and said, "Ooh, Lisa has her first lesbian date." Cheri offered to show me how to remove makeup. "Why don't you get something to sleep in and stay in my room tonight? Kind of like a slumber party." We went to my bedroom and Cheri picked out a silky, sheer, light blue nightgown and matching panties. I marveled at how much sexy clothing Patina left behind. There must have been more than a thousand dollars worth of wardrobe in that room. We went to Cheri's bathroom and stripped naked. Then we went to the mirror and she helped me remove my makeup. Even standing next to someone as beautiful and sexy as Cheri, I still felt feminine. I was a few inches taller than her, but due to the coma I was thin and my small breasts stood out nicely. My arms had gotten thinner but still had some muscle tone. My waist curved in and my hips curved out in womanly style. And my face... I couldn't get over how different it looked. It was so feminine and pretty. I noticed Cheri would look at my titties now and then. I asked, "Do my tits look okay? Do they look natural?" She reached into the shower and turned on the hot water. "They look fabulous." She reached up and massaged them. "Are they still tender?" "Yes, there feels like a knot or lump just behind my nipples. I hope that's not a bad thing." "No, I think it means they're still growing. I remember as a teenager how mine felt like that. Once they stopped growing the pain went away. Just massage them now and then. That'll help." Cheri stopped massaging and began gently caressing them. "They feel as good as they look." My cock began to stiffen up. "Let's get in the shower." We got in and washed each other as we had weeks before, what seemed to me like just a few days. Cheri pressed her body against mine and began to tenderly and passionately kiss me. Her tongue probed in and out and she seductively rubbed her breasts against mine. When our nipples brushed it was sheer heaven. Then Cheri gently began to suck and nibble on my nipples. Electricity shot from my breasts down into my genitals. I wondered if that was what women always felt. Cheri slowly moved down, kissing my tummy, then my hips, then she worked her way behind and tenderly kissed and licked my ass. She parted my cheeks and pressed her tongue into my asshole. It felt so good that I unconsciously bent over to allow her better access. She reached around and slowly stroked my rock hard cock while tonguing my ass. She stood up, kissed my lips, and whispered in my ear, "Do that to me, now." I repeated her actions, nibbling on her nipples, kissing her belly and hips. I even planted a long and tender kiss directly on her clitoris. Then I worked around to her ass and kissed it over and over. I centered myself on her perfect, round ass, parted her cheeks, and gently licked her sphincter. She began breathing more heavily, so I tongued it more forcefully, pressing my tongue as far in her ass as I could. I worked it in and out, fucking her ass with my tongue. Then I circled her hole delicately and reached around to caress her tender, quivering pussy. After a few minutes she pulled me up, wrapped a leg around my waist, and guided my cock into her hot box. I pumped slowly and rhythmically while we kissed, our tongues playing tag. I felt myself getting close. Cheri could sense it, too, and I felt her clamp her pussy muscles tight. We came at the same time, somehow managing not to fall. For a long time we stood there, panting and giggling while semen oozed out of her pussy and onto our thighs. We dried off and Cheri showed me how to properly blow my hair dry. Then I put on my silk panties and nightgown. We laid on her queen sized bed for a while, making small talk, and then Cheri turned out the light and we went to sleep. The next morning, Cheri helped me pick out a thin, denim skirt and a blue shirt with spaghetti straps. She helped me apply a little makeup, then I watched her apply some. I put on some tan sandals with low heels and we headed for the dining room. I was still wearing the light blue, silk panties and the smooth material caressed my ass and cock as I walked. I had a hard time not getting an erection, but managed. As we passed the pool we noticed a couple guys in the front yard. They weren't very close, but were obviously staring at us. Cheri waved so I did, too. They waved and began elbowing each other. Being a guy, I knew what they were saying. Something like, "I'd fuck the shit out of her." Or, "Look at those horny bitches. They want it, bad." "Who are they?" I asked. "Just the yard guys. They come every week or two." Back in the house, Gretchen hugged me and told me I looked great. "Are you going to continue with your job here?" She looked at me questioningly. "I mean, after all you've been through I could hire someone else for a while." I had never assumed anything different. "Yeah, I can do it." I kept my female voice and found that it was already starting to become second nature. "In fact, I'll check the pool after breakfast." Later, I went back to my apartment and rummaged around for a bathing suit. I found several, no surprise there, and selected a red bikini because it had a matching sarong. I tried on the bathing suit and the top fit around my chest with no problem. I tied the string around the back of my neck and the bra cupped my breasts nicely. The bottoms fit snugly and looked great on my ass, but my cock bulged in front. I tucked it in and it looked pretty good, but walking was tricky and my Johnson wanted to pop loose. I figured if I was just laying around and didn't get a hard on, tucking would work pretty well. But for moving around the pool, I decided to keep the sarong around my waist. I decided to keep it offset to reveal part of my ass, which I thought was one of my best assets. I tied the sarong just right, slipped my sandals back on, and went out to the pool. I got the skimmer and ran it around the water. The pool wasn't used much and rarely needed cleaning, but it had been breezy the day before and there were a few small leaves in it. I was almost done when I felt like I was being watched. I looked around and there was one of the yard guys, not fifteen feet away. No doubt he had been standing there ogling for quite a while. "Can I help you?" I wasn't annoyed, he did pretty much what I'd have done. He grinned. "Yeah, I was wondering if me and my buddy could get something to drink. We ran out of water." The other yard guy was standing further back in the shade of a tree. The first guy had taken his shirt off and had it laying on his neck. He had a decent physique but probably thought he looked better than he did. "I think we have some lemonade in the house. That sound okay?" As an experiment, I acted as feminine as possible, maybe even a bit like a flirt. I wanted to see how these guys would react. They both nodded so I sauntered toward the house. I could almost feel their eyes on my ass as I walked. For some reason, this gave me a little thrill, maybe because I knew how sexy I looked. I heard one of them say, not so quietly, "What an ass." I came back out with two glasses of lemonade, handed them to the guys, and went back to work, bending over now and then just enough for my bikinied ass to peek out of the sarong. They eventually finished their drinks and handed me the glasses. I again shimmied to the house while they stared. When I came out they were back in front, mowing the grass. Feeling flirty, I removed my sarong, got a good tuck, and laid out on a chaise lounge. I put on some dark sunglasses and considered taking my top off but decided that would be going too far. I checked my crotch and it appeared perfectly feminine with no sign of bulging. Pretty soon, the yard guys worked their way around to the side lawn where they would be able to see me. I grabbed some suntan lotion and slowly rubbed it all over my arms and belly. I had to be careful not to part my legs, but I managed to sit up and caress my smooth legs with lotion. I pretended not to notice the guys watching, but with my eyes hidden behind the dark glasses, I could see them staring unabashedly. After a while I got tired of it and laid back to actually get some sun. Later, I heard their truck start up and they drove away, down the long driveway. I got up and tied the sarong back on and went inside. Marta was in the kitchen, making lunch. Gretchen was at work, since it was Friday, and Cheri was out running errands. "Hi, Marta." She smiled. She had one of those sexy smiles that always made you wonder what she was thinking. "Hi, Lisa. Did you have fun teasing those guys?" I felt my face flush. "Oh, you saw that? That was just a little experiment." "Yeah, I was watching. I bet those guys are jacking off somewhere right now. You even made me horny." She smiled that smile again. "Take your sarong off and let me see your ass." I took it off and wiggled my fanny at her. "My god. That's one fine ass." She stared at it hungrily. "For you, I'll show it bare, if you want." I hooked my thumbs into the back of my bikini, ready to pull them down. Marta nodded eagerly. "Yeah, I want, I want." I slowly eased my bikini down far enough to reveal my entire crack. Marta moved close and caressed my cheeks with both hands. I said, "You have a really nice ass, too, Marta." She stepped back. "You think so?" She smiled because she knew it was true. She turned around and pulled her shorts down to show her round bottom. She let her shorts drop to the floor and kicked them off, and removed her halter top. Her nipples were hard and erect. She moved close again, pulled my bikini all the way down, and wrapped her pretty lips around my cock. She sucked it gently and it grew inside her mouth. She worked it over for a minute, then stood and removed my top. Marta was quite a bit shorter than me and my nipples were right at her mouth. She nibbled and licked them for a while, sending waves of pleasure shooting though my genitals. Marta took my hand and led me to the couch. She lay back and spread her legs. She stared at my cock for a moment while caressing her pussy. "Stroke yourself. Let's masturbate together." I untied the sarong and began slowly jerking my throbbing cock. Marta rubbed her clit in a circular motion with one hand while squeezing her breasts with the other. She pulled on her nipples so hard I was sure it had to hurt, but she was moaning in pleasure. After a while she thrust two fingers inside her vagina and started vigorously pumping herself. Her hips gyrated seductively and she began to breath heavily. Between moans of ecstasy she managed to say, "Come on me. Shoot your wad on me." All the while her eyes were fixed on my rock hard cock. I stroked faster and faster until I came, and shot hot jizz all over Marta's tits and face. That really got her going and she came hard, her hips thrusting convulsively. She lay there smiling and sweating as she ran her fingers over the warm semen on her chest. I caught my breath, kissed her lips, and got dressed in my bikini and sarong. Wednesday came and I got a call from Kimmy at around five o'clock. I was sure she was going to cancel our date, but she just wanted to tell me to wear something sexy. I asked Cheri to help me pick something out, so she came over and after going through several outfits, we decided on a red wrap dress and matching pumps. I decided not to wear a bra, but put on some lacey white panties. I'd gotten some sun on my legs so went without pantyhose or stockings. I'd gotten my ears pierced Monday, so Cheri let me borrow some earrings with diamonds that hung down on a delicate, silver chains. She helped me with my hair and makeup, too. As she applied my eyeliner, she asked, "So, what are you guys going to do tonight?" I shrugged lightly. "I'm not really sure. Kimmy said it was a final test or something. I hope she doesn't want to pick up guys or anything like that." There was the sound of a horn outside and I figured my ride was there. Cheri put dark red lipstick on my lips and said, "There, all done. You look great." I gave her a peck on the cheek and went out to the car. It was a huge, older Cadillac. A middle aged black man was behind the wheel. When he saw me coming he got out and opened the door for me. "Miss Roberts?" "Yes, that's me." He nodded, got back in, and drove me to Kimmy's house. It was only about a fifteen minute drive. Her house was actually a mansion and it was beautiful. I got out and a butler opened the door for me. He led me to the back of the house, excused himself, and disappeared. I found myself in a huge dining room. There was an ornate table in the middle with only two chairs set at it. They were directly across from each other and there was a fancy place setting at each. A beautiful candelabra shone brightly with several candles burning on the table. After a few seconds I heard footsteps and Kimmy came walking in. She was a vision of loveliness. She wore a traditional oriental dress, although much shorter than tradition called for. Her black hair was upswept and held in place by a long needle. Her shapely legs were covered with the sheerest silk hose and she wore lovely high heeled shoes that matched her red dress. "Hello, Lisa. I'm so glad you're here. Please, have a seat." I chose a seat and Lisa sat across from me. There was a chilled bottle of champagne and she poured us each a glass. A maid came out, served lightly grilled chicken in apricot sauce and broccoli sprouts, and quietly left the room. We ate and chatted. Kimmy was a clever conversationalist and kept our glasses full of champagne. After our meal, a delicate cheesecake was served for dessert. Kimmy had another bottle of champagne brought out, and then excused the maid. "That will be all, Nancy. Thank you." We moved into a den where there was an actual fire burning in a magnificent fireplace. A soft rug was on the floor in front of the fire. Kimmy carried the bottle of champagne over and had me sit with her on the rug. She filled our glasses and said, "I noticed how you sat. Very ladylike. I'm impressed." I noticed that she sat with her legs together and off to one side. Her dress was so short, though, that even in the lowered light I could easily see her garters and even caught a glimpse of her dark panties. She literally oozed sexuality and soon I could feel my cock tingling. I fought the temptation and managed to keep it from hardening. Sitting the way I was allowed my dress to blouse open slightly and I noticed Kimmy trying to catch a glimpse of my left breast. When she wasn't looking I adjust my dress open further, giving her a peek at my erect little nipple. We finished off the second bottle of champagne and I was about as near to being drunk as I ever had been. I was never much of a drinker. Kimmy leaned close and tenderly kissed my neck, then brushed her lips across my ear and cheek. I felt her soft, warm hand slide inside my dress and gently fondle my nearly exposed breast. She whispered, "Follow me." We stood and she led me up a broad staircase, down a hallway and to a magnificently carved, wooden door. She pushed it open and said, "This is my bedroom." I followed her inside. Next to the bed was a bottle of champagne on ice. She expertly popped the cork, filled a glass, and handed it to me. She filled one for herself and took a sip. We sat on the bed and chatted some more. Half the bottle of champagne was gone by this time and we both got the giggles over some silly little thing. Next thing I knew Kimmy was on top of me with her tongue probing the inside of my mouth. She suddenly got up and had me slide near the end of the bed. She pulled my dress down to expose my breasts, then lifted it and pulled my panties off. She had me prop my heels on the edge of the bed and sucked my hard shaft for a moment. I put a pillow behind my head and watched as she slowly undressed. She removed her sheer black bra and tossed it aside. Her tits were not large, but firm and round with small, dark areolas. I could see that she had a black garter belt on, but her lower parts were hidden behind the edge of the bed. She bent over and removed black panties, but left her garter, stockings and high heels on. The room was tilting around and I was horny as hell. Kimmy reached over, opened a night stand drawer, and took out a small tube of lubricant. She rubbed a generous amount into her hands then all over my aching cock. "Are you ready for your final test?" I nodded so she continued, "Do you want to be fucked as a woman? Do you want me to fuck you?"