The doors opened and there she was. Suzanne stood there in all her glory wearing nothing but a matching bra and panty set. I recognized the style as Second Skin Satin and the color as Taupe Watercolor. Suzanne held out her hand to me. I stepped out of my heels and slipped off my dress as I walked trance-like across the room to her. We stood there like twins, dressed alike, our eyes burning with desire.

"Wow Tina, the girls said you were special but I never dreamed you’d be this special!"

Suzanne took my hand and led me to her room. We crossed the threshold and embraced. Suzanne kissed me full on the lips. I felt her tongue slide past my painted lips. My mouth eagerly received this offering. Our hands flew in constant motion. Caressing, fondling, holding, probing, we explored each other’s bodies. Somehow we traversed the bedroom floor and fell into the large soft bed. Panties, bras, garter belt, stockings formed a helter-skelter pattern around the bed. My eager lips moved down Suzanne’s exquisite body, lingering at the luscious breasts and firm nipples, tracing a ring around her perfectly formed navel, finally reaching the warm, musky source of her womanhood. My tongue teased, and tortured her clitoris before burying itself in her sweet vagina. In the distance I faintly heard my love crying out in passion.

Suzanne’s lips also were on the move. My skin was alive with sensations as I felt her tongue trace a route along my chin, throat and chest. The sensations disappeared although I could feel my breasts being massaged.

"God I can’t wait till you have the real thing!" Suzanne offered. "There’s nothing like the sensation of your lover’s lips and tongue on your nipples!"

Taking that as a hint I started to reposition myself to attach the designated target but her hands kept me in place.

"Not so fast lover, you still have a lot of work at the current location."

Suzanne’s mouth found my erect member. Oh my God! We discovered new sensations and new ways of exciting a lover. Our passion was as electrifying as a thunderstorm on a sweltery summer night. The air in the room was electric. Our releases were like the flashing of lightning bolts arcing across the sky.

I lost track of the number of time we came that night. I think it was exhaustion rather than sleep that overcame us. Whatever, I was in heaven.

Chapter Ten - There’s got to be a Morning After

I awoke to the most incredible sensation.

"Hi lover" Suzanne purred. "I thought you looked good enough to eat but, since a girl’s gotta watch her weight, I decided just to take a little taste."

I reached out and pulled my love back into my arms. We explored each other with our hands, lips and tongues. I tried to maneuver our bodies for normal intercourse but ended up with my tongue buried in Suzanne’s moist opening tasting her sweet nectar. Suzanne seemed fascinated with my enhanced breasts. She stroked and caressed them while telling me how much she adored my new look. When I complained that I wasn’t getting any sensual pleasure form this she snapped, "If you really wanted to feel true pleasure, you’d grow a real set of breasts!"

"Well, if it means that much to you, I just might!" I replied.

Suzanne smiled and turned her attention to my poor neglected member while my head was directed toward her sexual furnace.

Suzanne was the first to stir from the hypnotic trance of the bed. Slowly she coaxed me up and together we headed off for the bathroom. Suzanne had me turn around so she could remove my waist cincher. From a shelf under the vanity she produced a tape measure and informed me that my waist was now 29 inches. We entered the spacious shower and lovingly lathered and washed each other. I asked about removing the breasts. A shadow descended over Suzanne’s face momentarily. She smiled and said that she really did like my current figure. Wouldn’t I just keep them for another couple of hours? She promised that she would personally remove my breasts after dinner if I that was what I still wanted. The mood in the shower seemed to have subtly changed.

Suzanne emerged from the steamy shower first and grabbed a big fluffy towel. She held it up offering to dry me as I stepped out. I grabbed a second towel and returned the favor. The towels lay in a pile at our feet. Suzanne reached down, grabbed a bottle and started rubbing lotion on my smooth hairless body. I quickly recognized the fragrance, Dream Angel, and remarked that I had purchased a bottle the day before.

"I know silly, this is your bottle! I just love this scent. It’s so feminine!" She said. "Now, let’s get dressed, we have a big day"

I hesitated only briefly. Was I going to have to be dressed again today? The answer was in the stern glance I received. My resolve to stand up like a man dissolved like the snow of a late season storm. Suzanne helped me with my bra, Second Skin Satin in a blush pink. She tossed my matching panty to me while she donned a similar outfit. Suzanne gently placed my manhood into the gaff and had me turn around. I felt her finger enter my rectum lubricating it for the coming butt plug. I protested.

"Don’t you want to be my only lover." She said.

With great reluctance I agreed only to protest again as the large plug was pressed against the straining muscles. I complained that it felt a lot larger than yesterday. Suzanne told me that the feeling was natural since I had been drinking yesterday. After the plug was firmly in place she did tell me that today’s was larger by an inch in both length and diameter. I protested that I’d never be able to get the plug out. Suzanne only laughed and told me that it would come out when the time was right.

Stephanie entered the dressing room then and I was instructed to reach up and grab the bar suspended overhead. Knowing what was coming next I uttered a brief and ineffectual protest. Stephanie announced with a true sense of triumph that my waist was a stylish 24 inches. The girls didn’t give me any time to think or to protest as I was helped into a silky red dress. It was a sleeveless model with the hem riding just above my knees. At least I wouldn’t be playing peek-a-boo with my panties today.

Breakfast consisted of a small mound of cottage cheese and a couple of fresh peach slices and coffee. I told the girls that I had to go by my apartment something today to water plants and check the mail. Suzanne told me not to worry that she’d have one of her girls take care of everything. She told me that she had big plans for the weekend.

After breakfast we went to the bedroom to fix our hair and make-up. I was surprised to find that Sue was right. My hair seemed to fall right into place with just a little coaxing from my fingers. A touch of spray and I was ready! Suzanne had set her hair on some large heater rollers. She came out to help me with my make-up since the sluty look from last night wasn’t appropriate for a day of shopping with the girls. I told Suzanne that I would prefer a romantic day with a man and a woman and was promptly told that if that was what I wanted, I co just go out and find a man on my own! I tried to explain that I was the man I was referring to and that Suzanne was the woman. She twisted my head to face the mirror and asked me what I saw. You and I were my response. Through her persistent prodding I eventually agreed that you and I looked like two girls. Defeated, I agreed to go shopping and was rewarded with a passionate kiss.

We fixed our faces again and headed for the door where Stephanie waited with the elevator key. Into the limo and off we went. I don’t know where we were dropped off. We went from shop to shop looking at jewelry and clothes and gossiping like three girl friends out for the day. Several times I slipped and reverted to my masculine self. Each time I got a stern look from the other two. The third time Stephanie pulled me aside.

"Are you trying to spoil a good thing." She hissed. "You really don’t know how great you have it, do you?"

I pointed out that I was out in public dressed as a woman. I missed my old self and didn’t think I could continue to play act any longer.

"Go right ahead and be mister macho!" She said. "I’ve seen both of you and I prefer Tina. What do you think is going to happen when you tell Suzanne that you’re through? Do you expect a ride home, a good bye kiss and a promise of a future date? Get real! You’ll be lucky if Suzanne lets you keep the clothes on your back to walk home. This role-playing is very important to her. It’s a form of bonding. Suzanne believes that this first weekend establishes the foundation for the relationship. No one has ever regretted their decision to follow the path Suzanne lays out for them. No one! Are you going to be the first? Go ahead then. I want to see the fireworks!"

My conflicting emotions churned inside like a storm tossed sea. My mind kept yelling run. Run and don’t ever look back! But my heart, my heart longed for the love and approval of this special lady. My mind screamed, "Look what you’re giving up!" and my heart replied "Yes, look what you’re giving up." Suzanne smiled from across the store and my fate was sealed.

Stephanie could sense my decision and gave me a big hug. I felt good and warm inside. If this was the way women felt then I was all in favor. I hoped that I could retain this emotional freedom when I returned to my true self at the end of the weekend.

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