"I'll try the Feel like a woman lotion"
"Really, just a few questions for you. 1) Are you a pre-op transexual?
2) Are you an active crossdresser? 3) If no, do you have access to a
set of women's aparrel? An finally, sign here."
She produced a clipboard with a contract on it. I was a little taken
aback, but it was standard procedure, and she looked professional
enough. I signed the papers without reading them, and then looked up
to her. "Alright, no ... no ... and what do you mean by access?"
"Well, can you, if necessary, dress like a woman. I remind you you
signed a contract. Believe me, if you answer no we will provide you
with one of the appropriate size free of charge."
"Then no, I don't have access to a set of women's aparrel."
"Alright. Right this way."
She led me to a room with a tub filled with a perfumed goo. "Believe
me" she said, "We won't make our clients bathe in the liquid, but
because we need to test for the slightest mistake we need to do a
large volume test. Please, get in."
I paused mometarily, and then I saw her tapping her clip-board which I
assumed was a reminder to the fact that she had a contract with my
signature on it that said I would follow through with all activities
of the test, and that I would get the 500,000 dollars. So, I removed
my shirt shoes socks and pants. I was in my boxer's and shiverring, as
the room was slightly lower temperature than the other. She tapped the
clip-board again and I quickly sunk into the tub. I looked at her when
she began to pick up my clothes. "Don't worry, if all goes well you
won't need this, and if not you'll get the back."
As i sunk deeper into the tub, I felt an odd tingling sensation
everywhere. I closed my eyes and tried to tell myself it was just
openning my pores or something. Then, I felt the tingling stronger in
my crotch and chest. I was a little disturbed, but the tapping on that
clipboard was echoing through my mind. I'd heard that not fulfilling a
contract could get you heavily fined, and I didn't have the money to
get heavily fined. Hell, I didn't have the money to get a minimal
fine. So, I stuck it out. After what felt like hours I heard the door
open, and a click clicking of shoes on a hard floor. "Lets see how
it's going so far. Stand."
I stood, and spoke, "How long was that" My voice was more high
pitched, and more feminine. I openned my eyes, and noticed my boxers
were hanging off of my hips, and when I sat on the edge of the tub my
ass felt more padded, and more comfortable. Of course, I also noticed
that I had breasts. Breasts, it took a little while for it to sink in,
but when it did I was a stereotypical man, and began to feel them. I
noticed how much different it was than feeling a man's chest.
"Ahem" She cleared her throaght, and held up the jeans and tank top
she picked out for me. I felt oddly exposed, so I put them on, and she
stood at the door. "I suppose you'd like to read the contract you
signed, as it may h