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By *oberta OP TV/TS
2 weeks ago
Blandford Forum |
I had informed my parents last night about my plans, and they agreed that spending a few weeks in a seaside holiday town could be a good change for me. I got up at eight o’clock, shaved and showered and grabbed a morning roll with a cup of tea. Dad had already gone to work, and mum hovered around as I packed my things into a rucksack. It was only a couple of miles walk to Dave’s house from Camperdown council estate where I lived so I sat chatting with mum until just after 11 am. Eventually, I lifted my rucksack and put it on my back, gave my mum a farewell kiss and said, “I’ll be back before you know it, mum.”
“You take care of yourself and call me when you get there.”
“Will do.”
With that I headed off to Dave’s. I could not believe what I was contemplating. I had a permanent smile on my face and butterflies in my tummy about the upcoming adventure. I got to Invergowrie early and whiled the time away standing on the harbour wall near where he first saw me so that I would get to Dave’s on time. I walked up to his front door bang on twelve o’clock and knocked on his door.
Dave opened the door and when I saw him, I immediately rushed to throw my hands around his neck and kiss him, but he put his hand on my chest to stop me. I was in shock and panic. I had given up my job, I had told my mum and dad that I would be away for six weeks and now he had changed his mind. These thoughts were flashing through my head.
“Robert,” he said. “We both agreed that we are not gay and the reason you are here is because I saw a glimpse of Roberta and you reacted to me as a girl. But, just now, you are Robert, and we must change that. I have friends here to help. Let me introduce you to John and Charlotte, although she prefers to be called Charlie.”
Behind Dave, in the foyer were a man and a woman, both in their thirties who looked like movie stars. He was 5ft 10in, chestnut brown hair and well-built and she was about 5ft 2in, very slim and blonde. They remained silent.
“Rebecca and I were ardent supporters of the Dundee Rep, and we became good friends with many in the company. John and Charlie are fine amateur actors and have taken part in some great productions. I told them about you because I needed their help to transform you to Roberta. They loved the idea and immediately agreed to help. I will leave you with them and, by this evening, they should present me with Roberta. Listen to what they have to say. We have discussed you in detail and they will help us make sure the next six weeks are a time we will both always remember.”
With that, he left us. I must have looked a sorry sight, standing there very confused. Charlie came up to me, and wrapped her arms around my arm and said, “Come on, Roberta. Let’s get you to be the girl you have always wanted to be but did not know it.”
She and John laughed, and I suddenly saw the funny side and joined in. I had not seen much of Dave’s house – just the kitchen, lounge, and bedroom. They took me off to the left of the foyer through a games room with a full-size snooker table, a gym with a shower room off to the side and into a small room off the gym which had what looked like a massage table in the middle of it and what looked like a beauty parlour sink, chair and hair dryer along the far wall.
“The gym is Dave’s empire, and this was Rebecca’s pampering room,” Charlie explained.
John opened a cupboard in the pampering room and told me to put my rucksack in it. “You will not need whatever is in there for the next six weeks. Take all your clothes off and put them in the cupboard as well.”
I hesitated but then thought, “What the hell, I was going to have to do this anyway if I wanted to change.” So, I stripped off and stood naked in front of them.
Charlie said, “Well, I can see what David saw in her.”
John agreed, “Yes, she seems a very delectable young girl.”
“I am here, you know. I can hear what you are saying.”
“Sorry, Roberta, no offence intended,” said Charlie. “Shall we get started?”
She pointed to what I thought was a massage table.
“Just lie face down and we will start the first treatment.”
I lay face down and Charlie said, “This may hurt a bit, but we are sure you will love the result. We are going to give you a full body wax to remove all your hair. You have such fine hair anyway and hardly any on your back so it should not be too painful.”
For the next hour, Charlie applied hot wax strips to my skin and ripped them off to remove my body hair. My back, my bum, including my crack, my legs, my arms, including my armpits, my chest and most painfully my crotch and balls.
“Now we just have to do your face and hair. Come over and sit in the barber chair.”
Charlie sat me down and applied lather to my face. My sideburns, which came below my ears were removed right to the top of my ears and, in the mirror, I could see how that immediately made my face more girly. Charlie was not finished with the wax yet. Although I had shaved that morning, it may not have been as close as it could be but when Charlie applied the wax to my upper lip and ripped it off, I could have screamed. The rest of my face and underneath my chin was just as painful.
“Now, what shall we do with your hair, dear?” Charlie asked.
It was a rhetorical question. She already knew what she was going to do.
“A little black bob – is that not just the most appropriate style for Roberta?”
I was worried that after the six weeks I would be left with a girl’s bob. Charlie said, not to worry, if I wanted to go back to being Robert, my hair could be re-styled to a boy’s cut.
Charlie shampooed my hair over the sink, then applied conditioner. My hair was very thick, and I used to just let it grow wild. Now, Charlie used thinning scissors and straightened it with tongs before cutting. She cut it so that it came just below my jaw at the sides and then cut all the way around the back at about the same length – slightly shorter. Then she combed my fringe down and cut it straight just above my eyebrows. Finally, she got the blow dryer and tongs out again to give it a curl at the bottom. I was already beginning to see Roberta appear. I thought the bob was cute and my body with no hair felt very girly to the touch.
“Ok, let’s have a break. There is still a lot to do but I need a cup of tea.”
Charlie gave me a little silk dressing gown to wear. I put it on and tied the silk cord to keep it closed. It barely reached my knees, but it did provide some cover as we went through to the kitchen.
John had only been watching up until now. He put the kettle on and got three cups and saucers out of a cupboard. He made the tea in a teapot and left it to mast.
“Sugar and milk, Roberta?”
“Yes, please. One sugar with milk.”
We sat round the island in the kitchen. John said that I should know the rules for the six weeks. I wondered why we needed rules and John explained that it was quite simple. “David – that’s what you should call him now Roberta, Dave is a man-to-man name, David is more appropriate for woman to man – David is sixty-seven and you are eighteen. He wants your company for the next six weeks, but he also knows that he will not be able to satisfy your needs. In the four hours you were with him yesterday, you made him cum twice. That sort of action every day will kill him.” I blushed a bright red, John smiled, and Charlie laughed out loud.
“David said that five minutes after you came, you were ready to go again, and he had to convince you to wait until you got back to the house so that he could recover. He also told us that you were a virgin both as a man and a girl – blow jobs and wanking don’t count – and he wants you to gain experience so that you will be confident facing whatever future you wish to follow as man or woman. We are here to help you discover youself.”
I was shocked at first but as I looked from one to the other, I could only see interest and concern on their faces.
“David is arranging all this for me?”
“Yes. It is a project for him. I have not seen him so alive in ages.” John said.
“And when you say you are here to help me, does that include fucking?”
John turned to Charlie and said, “David was right, she catches on quick.”
Both started laughing and they looked so gorgeous that, even although my body was still sensitive from the waxing, my cock started twitching.
“Right,” John said, “Let’s get this show back on the road. My turn now, Roberta, I get all the shitty jobs.”
John grabbed my hand and led me back along the corridor and stopped at a door.
“We go in here,” he said, and we entered a spacious toilet.
“Have you had a number two this morning?”
“Yes, when I first got up.”
“Well, sit on the throne and try again.”
I sat there but nothing was coming.
Beside the cistern was a hose. John took it off its holder and explained to me, “This is what I meant by me getting the shitty jobs. We are now going to get your boy pussy ready for David. This is a bidet hose. It is normally used for washing your bottom. However, I am going to take the head off so that I can put the hose into you and we are going to clean out your colon.”
He proceeded to put the hose into my hole. Once in about six inches, he turned the tap on, not fully, just enough for the water to start filling me. He told me to clench my cheeks around the hose until he told me to release. After about thirty seconds, just as my tummy was beginning to hurt, he told me to let go. We continued this, off and on, for the next hour before he declared my colon empty. I had never felt so embarrassed in my life.
John said, “You will have to do this regularly yourself if you want to be ready to be fucked at any time. I like a boy pussy when it is nice and clean. Let’s go to the shower room next to the gym.”
When we got back to the gyn, John stripped and told me to take off my gown.
“Have a shower with me.”
We went in the shower and, as I faced the wall, John leaned past me to take the soap out of the dish and, standing behind me, started lathering my chest. He worked his way down to my cock which was now rigid. I could also feel his cock behind me poking at my back.
“Are you beginning to feel like a girl now Roberta?” he asked.
“Yes,” I mumbled.
“Well, wait here while I get some things to prepare your pussy.”
He crossed the gym to fetch items from a cupboard.
“I have toys for you. You can use these as well to make sure that you are clean.”
He took a long rubber rod that had a variety of small balls along its length. It was about twelve inches long and he slowly pushed it all the way into my pussy. Then we stood face to face, and he kissed me in the shower. I had never felt more alive. Here was this handsome actor treating me like a girl and I was just melting in his arms. He then reached around pulling me towards him with a hand firmly gripping my bum. Then, with his other hand, he whipped out the rubber rod. As it came down my back passage, a wave of pleasure and pain passed through me. I collapsed into his arms. I had not realised how sensitive my pussy was. He then picked up a huge thick rubber phallus that also looked about twelve inches long but about two inches in diameter. I looked at it with concern. John smiled and said, “Don’t worry. I will use plenty of lube.” And he smeared something on the phallus. He also then rubbed the same thing into my pussy. He inserted the tip into my hole and gradually, slowly, eased it in one tiny bit at a time. Then removing it slightly only to push it further in. He continued to do this until the whole twelve inches were inside me.
“How does that feel?”
“Incredible. I never knew my pussy could feel that pleasure.”
“David told us that he was worried that his size would hurt you when he entered so we are just trying to prepare you for it.”
I looked at him and smiled. “Well, you just keep on preparing me.”
He laughed and continued pushing the phallus in and out with me squirming in delight. He then said, “My turn.” And, standing behind me, he replaced the phallus with his cock. It was not as big as David’s, but it was bigger than average and he got a nice rhythm going in and out of me. He also put his right hand on the shaft of my penis and started to wank me. I stood there with my hands against the shower wall to keep my balance while he fucked and wanked me at the same time. It was a fantastic sensation and I just let my mind drift with the sensations hitting me. Before I knew it, I was ejaculating, and the shower water was cleaning me as John wanked me and then I felt John stiffen as he unloaded his cum in my pussy. When he had finished, he put his arms around me and snuggled into my back.
“Roberta, that was wonderful.”
“Yes,” I said. “Will we be doing it again?”
“David was right about you. I am not sure I will be able to keep up with you.”
“No, I don’t think you will either, but it will be fun trying.”
He smacked my bottom and said, “It certainly will.”
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