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Here's part 2

Now, onto the boring stuff

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Now onto the fun stuff

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BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR...
     The Transformation

SIX HOURS LATER...

Sal staggered back to consciousness, at first forgetting where he was.  But
after feeling the silk sheets on his body, he remembered where he was and
sat upright in bed.  At first, he had thought it a dream, that perhaps he
had imagined Charity after falling asleep on the couch.  But looking
around, he knew he had not.  The entire room bespoke wealth, from the silk
bedsheets to the fancy draperies.  And he knew Charity was very rich.

Sal looked around.  His clothes were gone, replaced, on a nearby chair,
with panties and a frilly robe, both pink.  He quickly got up and got
dressed, figuring that that was what Charity wanted.

He went downstairs, getting a good look around.  The entire penthouse was
huge, more like a small mansion than any apartment.  Sal's entire apartment
could've fit inside the central living area.

He heard a splashing and giggling from a side room.  He walked up, knocked
on the door, and stuck his head in.  "Charity?"  Inside the room was a hot
tub set into the floor, and in the hot tub was Charity and Julie.

Charity looked up at him.  "Oh, I'm sorry, Sal.  When I checked on you a
little while ago, and you were still asleep, I figured you'd  be asleep for
a while."  Charity stepped from the tub, her one piece, solid black bathing
suit accentuating her beautiful form.  She came over and hugged Sal to her.
"And I wanted to be there when you woke up."

"That's okay.  I chased you into another city.  I can surely come
downstairs for you."

"That's sweet.  Julie, my robe."  Julie, wearing a powder pink bikini,
leapt from the tub and got a fluffy, blue robe, quickly putting it on
Charity.  "Now, Sal, if you're to be a part of my life we need to discuss
certain changes."  As they walked from the room, Sal noticed a rather
perturbed look on Julie's face.

Charity walked him to a dining room, and pulled out a chair for him.  Sal
sat down, and Charity sat in the chair beside him.  She took his hands in
hers and said, "Sal, I want you to know that leaving you was one of the
hardest things I ever did."

"Then why did you do it?  I'd've done anything, changed in any way you wanted."

"I know.  And that was part of the problem.  I was afraid you were becoming
fixated on me."

"But... I am fixated on you.  For good or for bad, I need you, Charity.
I... I'm not sure I can live without you."

"Yes, I know.  That's why we're talking now.  But I want you to know that
you will have to make certain changes in order to come into my life."

"What?  I'll do anything."

"We'll see.  But before I tell you, I want you to know you have another
option.  No changes involved."

"What?"

"I have business dealings in your little town.  Two, maybe three times a
year, I'll be traveling there and spending a couple weeks to a month.  When
I'm there, we can get together and have fun."

"2... or 3 times... a year," Sal considered, the option of such infrequent
visits clearly leaving a bad taste in his mouth.

"And there could be a problem with that."

"What?"

"Your obsession wasn't the only reason I left you.  You remember I told you
that my tastes vary?"  Sal nodded.  "Well, to be honest, I was growing
bored with our sex.  Not that I was growing bored with you.  Frankly I'm
amazed I stayed as long with you as I did.  But sometimes my tastes...
change, and there's no guarantee that I'll be feeling dominant when I come
to your town on business."

"Then...  I'll undergo whatever changes you want."

"Perhaps.  But I'm not going to have you walking into this blind.  I'm not
going to trick you by getting you to agree to a bunch of changes you don't
know about then make changes you aren't prepared to handle."

"So... what kind of changes are you talking about?"

"Sal, I want to... feminize you.  I want you to become my she-male girlfriend."

"Your...  You'll dress me up?"

"To begin with.  I also plan on feeding you hormones.  Female hormones.
They'll cause you to grow breasts, your skin to soften, and even cause what
little facial hair you've got to thin out, perhaps stop growing altogether."

"What else?"

"The hormones will probably cause your dick to shrink a bit, and, well,...
become useless, at least as a fucking tool."

"You... want this?"

"Yes."

"Then... I'll do it."

"Wait a sec, hun.  I'm not finished."

"What else?"

"Some plastic surgery.  At the very least, breast implants, and, depending
on the results of the hormones, maybe some facial surgery, and some other
reconstructive work.  Actually, Sal, considering your small size, and thin
body, you could pass for a girl with only a little bit of work."

"Thanks."

"Hun, I'm not trying to be cruel.  I'm simply telling you your options.
There's something else."

"What?"

"It's nothing I require, but I wanted to warn you.  Some people... don't
take kindly to transsexuals, particularly those in mid-transformation.  You
could lose your friends, and even your job over this."

"I only have one friend, except for you, and I'm not sure what his response
is going to be.  But,... what happens if I lose my job?  What'll I do?
Where'll I go?"

Charity stroked his face.  "You'll come to me.  I will not abandon you,
Sal.  And, honestly, I'm not sure I'd mind it if you lost your job."

"But why?"

"Because then I'd get you 7 days a week.  As it is, I'll only get you 2
days a week, on your "weekend"."

"I'll give up my job for you if you want."

"That won't be necessary.  I don't want to steal your life, only change it."

"And if I do this, you'll make me a permanent part of your life?"

"Yes.  There will be no part of my life that I won't invite you into."

"Then I'll do it."

"No."

"WHAT?!"

"Relax, hun.  I'm not saying a permanent no.  I just don't want you making
a snap judgment.  We'll spend the next couple days dressing you up as a
girl to give you a taste of what it'll be like.  Then you get to spend a
week at home thinking about it, and if you still want to return to me, give
me a call next Wednesday, and we'll start on your program."

"Alright."

Charity gave Sal a kiss on the lips.  "That's my girl."  Sal blushed.  "Now
come on.  Let's get you dressed in your first girl's outfit."

Charity took him upstairs to another bedroom, this one decorated far more
effeminately than the other he had slept in.  Laying on the bed was a one
piece swimsuit, blue with a red, diagonal stripe across the body, and a
wig, a shade of brown identical to his own with stylish, feminine waves.
"Now, into the shower in there."

Sal walked into the bathroom, got out of his robe and panties, and into the
tub.  He got cleaned up, and when he was finished Charity covered him in a
hair remover, from the neck down, and, after waiting the required time,
helped him spray it off.

They went back into the bedroom, and Charity helped him into the bathing
suit, and after she snapped shut the base under his crotch, he said, "This
feels real tight, across the stomach."

"It's supposed to.  The bathing suit has some body paneling to slim down a
woman who feels her stomach is a little... large."

"But my stomach is trim and flat."

"Yes, I know.  On you, the paneling will give you curves.  Take a look."
Charity pointed to a full length mirror on the back of the door.

Sal walked over and took a look.  His face was still, well, mostly
masculine (androgynous, capable of being either male or female, would
probably be a better term), but his body, under the swimsuit, had curves!
Oh, there was no way he'd be called curvy or anything like that, but, by
not looking real hard, it was easy to believe that he was looking at the
body of a woman.  Charity said, "Now close your eyes."  Sal did so, and he
felt something being placed atop his head.  The wig, he guessed.  "Okay,
open your eyes."

Sal obeyed, and with the wig atop his head, he saw a woman staring back at
him from the mirror.  His legs were, perhaps a little over-muscled, but
perhaps the body of a female who worked out a lot.  It even looked like he
had small breasts, although he knew that it was simply padded cups in the
suit.  He looked at himself for a few seconds, before turning to Charity,
and asking, "Am I pretty?"

Charity was laying out a collection of clothes.  "Very.  And if you decide
to take me up on my offer, you'll be even prettier by the time I'm finished
with you.  Now let's go take a dip in the hot tub."

"Charity?"

"Yes, lover?"

"What happens... between us... if I decide not to go through with this?"

Charity smiled at him.  "If you decide before we even start that this isn't
for you, then the original offer stands.  We'll get together on the two or
three times a year that I'm in town."

"And if I decide after we get into it?"

"Then you can always walk away.  But if you walk away, you walk AWAY.  You
lose me entirely.  Further, you walk away as is.  So, if you've grown
breasts, or gotten implants, getting rid of them would be your business.
Consider that, too, when you make your decision."

"Yes, ma'am."

They walked together down to the hot tub.  Julie was pulling on a robe.
Charity asked, "What are you doing, Julie?  I want to spend time in the tub
with both of you."

"If we're to have a guest for dinner, I need to get started."

"At 2:30?"

"I wanted to fix something special tonight."

"Nonsense.  Anything you fix will be fine.  And if it gets too late, then
we can order in."

"But, ma'am-"

In a stern voice, Charity said, "Julie!" and pointed at the tub.

Julie meekly said, "Yes, ma'am."  She then stripped off her robe and
returned to the tub.

"Your turn, Sal.  Into the tub, try to emulate Julie's walk.  Take small,
dainty steps."

"Yes, ma'am."

Sal did his best to emulate the steps taken by Julie, and carefully walking
to the tub and stepping in.  Charity smiled as he walked and then followed
to the tub.  She sat down in the tub and spread her arms.  "Come here, both
of you.  I want to wrap my arms around both of my girls."

Sal quickly took his place under her right arm, and Julie, only slightly
slower, under her left.  Charity wrapped her arms around their shoulders
and pulled them close.  She then slipped her hand into their bathing suits
and found a nipple on each.  Julie moaned almost immediately, and Sal
wondered, if he got breasts, would they be that sensitive?

As Charity's overt fondling progressed, it was clear Sal wasn't getting
that much out of it, so Charity said, "Sal, why don't you lick my breast?
I know you enjoy that."

Sal pressed his lips to Charity's near tit, then snaked his tongue under
the edge of her suit.  Julie thought he'd have to pull down her suit to get
at her nipple, but was amazed (and jealous) as his tongue managed to reach
her nipple without moving the suit.  Not wanting to be outdone, though,
Julie leaned over and started licking Charity's other breast.  But she had
not been given permission to move Charity's suit (she was taking a chance
just licking without invitation) so her ministrations were nowhere near as
effective as Sal's.

She decided to take another chance, and rubbed the inside of Charity's
thigh, but as she got closer and closer to her Lady's crotch she bumped
into Sal's hand, which was already there, stroking Charity through her
suit.  Julie almost growled in frustration, before sending her hand down
underneath and stroking Charity's bum.  It wasn't much longer before
Charity was moaning and vibrating underneath their dual actions.  And soon
thereafter Sal felt Charity throb and spurt inside her suit.

Charity then said, "Enough!" and both Sal and Julie immediately pulled
their hands free, and returned to just cuddling in Charity's arms.  They
stayed that way, silently cuddling and making small talk, for a couple
hours before Charity said, "Okay, that's enough.  Out of the tub, girls."

Sal and Julie got out of the tub, but Charity remained in.  She said,
"Julie, take Sal...  No, that's no good any more.  You need a femme name.
>From now on I'll call you Selena.  It's close enough to your old that if I
slip, no one will think anything untoward.  Take Selena upstairs and help
her into the outfit I laid out."

"Yes, ma'am."  Julie grabbed Sal/Selena and roughly yanked her towards the
door.  They went upstairs and Julie quickly looked over the clothes.  She
took a corset and held it up.  "Okay, out of your suit."  Sal quickly got
out of the bathing suit.  Julie held up the corset and helped Sal into it.
Once he was in it, she took the breastforms Charity had chosen, placed them
in the cups, and pulled the laces as tight as she could.  She then gave Sal
the pink panties in the clothing set, and he quickly put them on.  Then,
after having Julie explain how to do it, Sal put on a pair of stockings.
Then Julie put him in a pretty, pink dress.  She then gave him a pair of
low heels (less than an inch), and after helping him to balance on them,
walked him down to the dining room, where Charity waited for them.

Charity said, "Good evening, ladies.  Selena, I like how you look in that
dress."

"Thank you, ma'am."

Julie said, "I'd better get started on dinner."

"No need.  I ordered dinner in while you were helping Selena dress."

"But I was planning something special."

"Think of it as a night off.  I ordered from the cafe downstairs, so the
food should be here any second now.  Have a seat, ladies."  Sal and Julie
each took a seat next to Charity.  "So, Selena, how do you like your first
day as a woman?"

"It's been... nice so far."

Charity noticed that Sal was shifting uncomfortably in his seat.  "Is
something wrong, Selena?"

"It's just... this corset, ma'am.  It's tighter than I expected."

"It does seem to make your waist a little smaller than I expected, and that
dress is hanging wrong.  Come here, and let me take a look at it."  Sal got
up and walked over to Charity.  As soon as she touched him, she said,
"Selena, did you towel off before dressing?"

"Uhm, no, I don't think I did."

Charity gave him a disapproving look.  "Turn around."  Sal turned and
Charity unzipped him, then untied and loosened the corset. "Now go upstairs
and change into something else.  Get back into your bathing suit.  Make
sure it's dry.  It's not as effective as the corset, but it will keep you
curvy."

"Yes, ma'am."

As Sal left, Julie was smirking behind Charity's back, but without looking
Charity said, "That was really petty, Julie."

Trying to feign ignorance, Julie said, "Ma'am?"

Charity turned to face Julie.  "I sent you upstairs to help Selena, not to
hurt her."

"But-"

"No.  Do not try to deny it.  You should've noticed she was wet and dried
her off before putting her into the corset.  And even if I believe that
that was an honest mistake, that corset was far too tight.  Do you realize
what that combination could've done?  Do you realize what happens to wet
leather when it dries?"

"No, ma'am."

"It shrinks.  You could've seriously damaged her."

Julie looked down.  "I'm sorry, ma'am."

"Sorry for doing it or sorry you got caught?  No, don't protest.  Julie, I
want this to work.  I want Selena to become a part of my life.  I want this
weekend to be pleasant for her.  If your petty jealousy drives her away
before she even starts, before Sal even starts down the path to becoming
Selena, then you will spend the next year working as a waitress at the
Menagerie.  And if you try to drive Selena away after she starts; if you
force me to choose between you; you will loose.  Do you understand?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Now go upstairs and help Selena.  And this time, HELP."  Julie got up and
silently started to leave the room.  Before she exited, Charity said,
"Julie."  After Julie turned, she continued, "You have one more chance.
Don't blow it."

Julie gulped.  "Yes, ma'am," she said as she left the room.  As she walked
upstairs, she realized she would have to be much more circumspect in her
plans.  She wouldn't touch little "Selena" while Charity was around, but
during Sal's transformation, there would be times when her Mistress would
have to be out of town.  Then she could "convince" Selena to leave.

**********

NEXT WEDNESDAY...

Sal headed into work.  He had thought long and hard about Charity's offer,
and had finally decided he had no choice.  He needed...  He loved Charity
and had to be a part of her life (and, truth be told, he enjoyed feeling
pretty when dressed as a woman).  Now the only problem was how to deal with
work and becoming Selena at the same time.  Assuming he even still had a
job after he told Leo what he planned.

He went up to the office where Leo was doing the bi-weekly payroll.  He
knocked on the door.  Leo looked up and said, "Oh, Sal, come on in."

Sal stepped in, saying, "Yeah.  You said that if I ever needed to talk I
could come to you?"

"Yeah, sure.  Close the door if you want and have a seat."  Sal closed the
door, then sat in the seat opposite Leo.  "So what's up?"

"It's just...  You remember me telling you about that incredible girl who
managed to dominate me?"

"Yeah."

"Well, we spent a few weeks together, and now, well, I plan on becoming a
permanent part of her life."

"Sounds good, so what's the problem?"

"She's only willing to let me in if I agree to make a few... changes."

"Well, I can't say I agree with that.  I've never been a big fan of
changing for the sake of someone else, but it's your life.  What kind of
changes are we talking about?"

"That's the rub.  She wants me to become... a girl."

Leo's eyes widened.  "A girl?  As in sex change?"

"Basically.  Everything but the final operation to give me a vagina."

"Hormones, too?"

"Uh-huh."

"You realize that intensive hormone therapy has certain... side effects?"

"Uh-huh.  She explained all of that."

"And you still want all of that?"

"Uh-huh."

"Sounds like you've got your mind made up.  What did you want to talk to me
about?"

"Well, my job.  As in, will I still have it through and beyond my change?"

Leo sat back in his chair.  "Officially, I don't give a rat's ass."

"Unofficially?"

"This is a small town, Sal.  You do this in public, while you're working
here, and there isn't going to be anyone in town that doesn't know about
it.  You'll become public spectacle number one.  You won't get fired, I'll
see to that, but you may wind up having to quit because of the
embarrassment."

"So, what do you suggest?"

"You've got two weeks paid vacation coming up, plus, you've worked here
more than long enough to earn the company's 6 month emergency leave time.
I suggest you use both.  I have no idea how long this is going to take, but
it'll give you some time away.  Now look, Sal, no one but me sees the
company records.  Officially, we can say you go on emergency leave and
decide not to return.  Instead your cousin whatever your name will be-"

"Selena."

"Your cousin Selena comes to fill your post at the store.  Nobody knows
about your... changes."

"But the 6 month leave is unpaid time.  How am I going to pay for my
apartment?"

"Well, worst comes to worst, you can pack your stuff in storage and get a
new apartment once you get done.  Can't this woman help?"

"I could ask."

"Good.  But there's something else you should know about."

"What?"

"The store is being sold.  I haven't said anything, because I've been
personally assured that the company making the purchase plans on making no
changes to the way we run the store.  But the new bosses will have access
to the records, and I have no idea what their feelings towards transsexuals
will be.  Officially, they can't fire you for this, but we both know that
if an owner or manager really wants to find a reason to fire someone,
official don't count for dick."

"Thanks for warning me."

"Hey, no problem.  You sure you want to do this?"

"I'm sure."

"Okay, man.  Look, you ever need someone to help you out, no matter what
the reason, you call me, okay?"

"Yeah, I will.  Thanks."

Sal left the office and went to the employee lounge.  Luckily no one else
was there as he used the phone to make a collect call to Charity.  After
telling Charity about what Leo had suggested, she said, "I think it's a
wonderful idea.  Frankly I was worried about this taking longer than it had
to, since we'd only be together for 2 and a half days a week.  This'll give
me more than enough time to do a great job on you!  You won't even
recognize yourself when I get done with you."

"But what about my apartment here?"

"Oh, I can easily cover the rent.  Hell, I could buy the building."

"You'd do that for me?"

"Of course.  Selena, I don't want you feeling trapped.  I want this to be a
pleasant time for you.  I want you to be happy in your new life as Selena.
You'll always have access to your car and your apartment, in case you
ever... want to leave.  But I hope to make it so you won't want to leave."

Sal smiled widely.  "Thank you."

"Any time, lover.  What time do you get off today?"

"As soon as I can get done cleaning after we close at 9."

"How long will that take?"

"Depends on the section I'm in.  Could be anywhere from 20 minutes to an hour."

"Okay, as soon as you get finished call me."

"Okay.  And Charity?"

"Yes, dear?"

"I love you."

"I love you, too."

Sal went to work, humming and singing all day.  During his break, he filled
out the paperwork for his vacation and the emergency leave he was going to
take.  At the end of the day, he cleaned up his area in record time, then
called Charity.  "So how long will it take you to get here?" she asked.

"About an hour."

"Good.  I'll see you at about 10 then."

Sal then proceeded to break every speed law between the store and Charity's
home.  He arrived slightly before 10, and was sent straight upstairs by the
security guard.  As soon as he entered Charity's home, he looked around for
her, and saw her at the top of the stairs.  She was wearing a beautiful,
blue sun dress with matching blue shoes.  "Selena!  You got here early.
I'm so glad to see you."  She ran down the stairs and literally swept Sal
off his feet and kissed him deeply.

Sal felt so small when she did that, but so safe and happy at the same
time.  "Good evening, Charity."

"Good evening, Selena.  Are you ready for the first day of the rest of your
life as a woman?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Good."  She set him down, took his hand and walked him to the dining room.
There, on top of a silver tray, were two glasses filled with a liquid and a
pill of some kind.  Charity handed him the pill and one of the glasses.
"This is your first hormone treatment.  Take this and there's no getting
out without getting entirely out."

Sal popped the pill in his mouth, and downed it with half the glass of
liquid, which turned out to be sparkling cider.  Charity smiled.  She then
clinked her glass against Sal's and said, "Cheers."  She then sipped her
glass while Sal drank from his.  When they were finished, she set her glass
down, took Sal's face in hand, and kissed him.  "Come on.  Let's go
upstairs."

As they walked, Sal asked, "Where's Julie?"

"I sent her away for the night.  Tonight.  It's just you and me."

"Oh."

"You sound disappointed."

"It's just...  I wish she'd let me be her friend.  I am kind of intruding
on her."

Charity smiled.  "Oh, you are just too precious.  But you can be her friend
starting tomorrow.  Tonight, I want you all to myself."

"Thank you, ma'am."

Charity walked the two of them upstairs to her bedroom.  As soon as they
were through the door, she ordered Sal, "Undress me."  Sal quickly unzipped
her dress, and helped her out of it.  He carefully folded it and laid it on
the seat of a chair.  He then took off Charity's slip, and, with equal
care, placed it atop her dress.  He then took off her bra, and using his
tongue, licked every inch of her breasts, paying special attention to her
nipples.  After finishing on her breasts, he slowly licked down her
stomach, till he reached her panties.  He grabbed the base and pulled them
down her legs, kissing her just above the elastic in its downward path.  He
then waited for Charity to lift her legs out of the panties and gently laid
them and the bra on the chair.

He then returned to a kneeling position in front of Charity and licked
gently at her cock till it was nice and hard.  Then, with a speed born of
practice, he deftly swallowed her cock.  Once she was all the way inside
him, he shot his tongue into her cunt, and, while moving up and down on her
dick, licked and stroked the inside of her cunt.  Charity moaned.  "Oh,
god, I love that tongue of yours."

Sal, although appreciative of her compliment, continued his tongue work on
her, and soon had the joy of tasting her feminine juices, both from her
cunt and her dick.  Sal then looked up and saw an idyllic smile on
Charity's face.  She took his face in hand and lifted him up to her.
Charity proceeded to undress him, for the first time ever doing most of the
work herself.  Then, she leaned over and kissed him, while pressing him
back onto the bed.  Once on his back, he started to spread his legs,
assuming that Charity wanted to fuck him, but she said, "No, hun.  Tonight,
you fuck me.  At least first."  Then she winked at him.

He pulled his legs back together, as she climbed up on the bed and
straddled his hips.  She took his dick and held it as she slowly lowered
herself onto him.  Once all of him was inside her, she took his hands and
placed them on her breasts.  He rubbed and stroked her in the ways he knew
she liked as she proceeded to ride him.  And, although he was the one
inside her, she was the one controlling the action, and Sal still felt like
he was the one being fucked.  They moved together, loving, stroking, and
fucking until they came together, Charity falling atop Sal after her orgasm.

As they lay together, just cuddling, Charity said, "Sal," which surprised
him.  This was the first time since she had renamed him that he had heard
her refer to him as anything other than Selena.

"Yes?"

"Sal, I want this to work."

"So do I."

"Then you need to do something.  It's going to be hard, and I expect you to
try even if you don't succeed."

"What is it?"

"You have to start thinking of yourself as Selena.  We can make all the
changes to your body that money will allow, but if you don't change
yourself," Charity tapped on Sal's forehead, "up here," then she tapped his
chest, "and in here, then you won't be able to get as much out of this as
you can."

"I'll try."

"Good.  The hormones will help.  They'll help to influence your thinking
pattern.  But a big step..."

"Yes?"

"Make an effort not to think of yourself as anything but Selena.  Don't
respond to Sal, or write it, and try to think of yourself as Selena."

"Okay.  I'll try."

"Good.  Now, Selena, what would you like to do now?"

"I... I want to feel you inside me.  I want to lay on my back, and have you
fuck me."

Charity kissed Sal/Selena.  "Okay, hun, on your back."  Sal quickly got on
his back (trying to think of it as her back), and pulled his (her) legs
open and up to his (her) chest.  Charity got between Sal's legs, put her
dick to his (her) ass, leaned forward, kissed him (her), and started to
press in.  Selena moaned (somehow it was a lot easier to think of herself
as a girl when on her back being loved by Charity) and pulled Charity
further into her.  The two kissed as Charity pumped into the ass of her
sub.  Selena's hands found Charity's breasts, and massaged them.  The two
of them moved together until Selena came underneath Charity, moaning and
screaming wildly.

Selena asked for a break, but Charity, not having had her orgasm, kept
going, and before she knew what was happening, Selena was hard again, and
bucking and thrashing underneath Charity.  Selena came again, but this time
begged Charity not to stop.  And Charity didn't stop.  Didn't stop until
she came, that is.  Once she did, she pulled out of Selena.

"Oh, ma'am, please stick it back in me," Selena begged.

"Not quite, dearie."  Selena whimpered.  "Relax, love.  I'm not going to
leave you hanging.  But close your eyes."

Selena did as she was ordered, and felt Charity move on the bed, heard a
drawer open and close, then felt Charity's warm cunt envelop her cock.  But
there was something slightly different about the feel of it.  At first,
Selena thought that maybe Charity was having her service Julie or some
other woman, but then heard Charity say, "Open your eyes, hun."  Selena
opened her eyes and saw Charity's back.  Charity had straddled Selena's
hips, but in a way she never had before, facing away from Selena.  "Now
hold off, Selena.  Cum with me."

"May I... massage your buttocks, ma'am?"

"Yes, dearie, you may."

Selena reached up and started to rub Charity's behind.  Then she felt a
pressure at her ass as something pressed into her.  She knew there was no
way it could be Charity's dick.  First, there was no way she could bend it
that far around to have both her cunt around Selena's cock, and her dick in
Selena's ass.  Second, what was entering Selena's ass was much thicker than
Charity's thin dick.  Selena wondered what it was till she heard a small
click and felt the thing start to vibrate inside of her.  Selena moaned as
Charity started to move the vibrator in and out of her.  It took all the
control she had not to cum immediately.  She then redoubled her efforts on
Charity.  But she still wondered if she could hold off till Charity came
and was pleased with herself when she managed to do just that, cumming at
the same time as Charity.

When they were finished, Charity climbed off and lay beside Selena.  Selena
said, "Thank you, Mistress."

"Don't.  Don't ever call me that."

Selena thought about it and said, "May I call you Milady?  Charity just
seems too informal."

"I'd prefer Charity, but if you must, Milady will do."

"Then,... Charity, why do you have such a problem with the title Mistress?"

Charity thought about it then sighed.  "You remember me telling you about
the boy who pushed me out of his car when he found out about my cock?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Well, he never told anyone about it.  I figured he was just too
embarrassed to admit he had been attracted to me.  It was shortly after I
started dominating my uncle that the man started pestering me for another
date.  I turned him down, thinking he thought he was doing me some kind of
favor, but he kept pestering me for a date.  Finally, after he asked me one
time for a date, I took him in my arms and whispered in his ear that the
only way he was going to get another date was for him to take me back to
the same lookout point where he had left me before, then let me fuck him up
the ass, figuring that'd keep him from ever bothering me again.  Imagine my
surprise when he accepted even before I let him go.

"Well, after I got finished fucking him on that first date, he begged me
for another.  I told him that in order to get any more dates with me he'd
have to agree to be my secret slave.  He agreed, and after that, whenever
he was available, he had to come over to my house and serve me in any and
every way I wanted.  I had him fuck me, get fucked by me, get fucked by my
uncle, suck both me and my uncle, and always call me Mistress.

"But one day, he just snapped.  I don't know whether I had pushed him too
far because of my anger towards him, or he wasn't prepared to accept his
own submissiveness, or both, or neither, but, one day, when my uncle wasn't
there, he attacked me.  I woke up in the hospital a few hours later, my
uncle having rushed me there when found me at home unconscious and bloody.

"The boy's parents tried to use the fact that I was a hermaphrodite to
blackmail my uncle into not pressing charges or doing anything about it,
but my uncle had been smart enough to insist that everything we did
together was taped with a secret video camera.  My uncle showed his parents
copies of the originals, and told them that if they put the boy in therapy,
he wouldn't reveal the tapes, but that if they tried to embarrass me by
revealing my secret, then everything went public.  So they got him into
therapy, and my secret stayed secret.

"And that's why I don't like the term Mistress.  It reminds me of all the
mistakes I made with him.  That's also why I won't let anyone make snap
decisions, because I let him make snap decisions about being with me."

"Did you ever find out what happened to him later?"

Charity smiled an evil smile.  "After my uncle died and I inherited his
fortune, I looked for the punk.  I found him, of all places, working in a
gay S&M club, as a waiter and a performer.  I bought the place then made
him an offer.  Either get fired and blackballed from any decent place ever
again, or submit to breast implants and go to work at a place I owned that
catered to men who like chicks with dicks.  To be honest, he doesn't look
very much like a girl.  Just like a big guy with tits.  But some guys are
turned on by that, and he actually seems happier now."

Selena was silent for a few seconds.  "Charity?"

"Yes, dear?"

"What's going to happen to me?"

"We've discussed that.  You'll grow breasts, your dick will shrink and
become harder and harder to get hard-"

"No, I mean to me... to... us?"

"Oh, hun, you're scared, aren't you?"

"A little."

"My little Selena, now that you have started on the path I have laid out
for you, you will have a place with me as long as you want it.  I will care
for you, and protect you, and love you."

"You make me feel so safe, Charity."

"Thank you, dearie.  Now, would you like more sex tonight?"

"No thanks.  I've already cum more times than I thought I could tonight.  I
just want to sleep with you."

Charity smiled and cuddled up with her little Selena.

**********

TWO MONTHS LATER...

Selena woke up, and went through her morning ritual of checking herself out
in the mirror.  Sometimes, it seemed like she was seeing someone new every
day, others it seemed like she was watching grass grow.  Today was one of
those latter times.  For the last few days there had been no perceivable
changes to her body, but Charity had told her to expect that.

She thought about the changes she had undergone.  She had responded quickly
to the hormones.  After only a few days, she noticed that her chest was
much more sensitive.  After two weeks, she started noticing definite
growth, and she now had something she could call breasts.  No more than A
cup, really, but definitely there.  And with diet and strong corsets, her
waist had shrunk a bit (not that she had ever had a big waist to begin
with) from 28 down to 26.  Selena had wanted things to go faster, but
Charity told her that her transformation was proceeding at a fine rate.

Selena had lost the use of her dick a month ago, but didn't miss it at all.
Strangely enough her enjoyment of sex had actually grown since before
starting her transformation.  She had been shocked and amazed the first
time she had experienced an orgasm without her dick growing hard, but had
loved it every time since.

Her mental transformation had proceeded at a similar rate.  It had taken
some time to get used to thinking of herself as a woman and only responding
to her new name, not to Sal.  But just a few days ago, Charity had called
to her with her old name (she did that regularly as a test), and Selena
hadn't responded.  And it was more than just making herself not respond,
she had actually not realized Charity was talking to her when her old name
was used.

Selena also felt herself growing interested in more feminine pursuits.
Clothing, make-up, proper accessorization, that sort of thing.  And it was
more than just a general knowledge of these things.  Working in a store,
Sal had learned more about these items than Charity or Julie had, at least
from a brand/quality view.  But now Selena knew more than she thought she
could about matching not only colors but styles of her outfits and
accessories.

The only downside to her time, so far, had been Julie.  She never did
anything blatant or overt, but she made it very clear (particularly when
Charity was on a business trip) that Selena was not a welcome presence in
her eyes.

Selena quickly dressed in her maid's uniform and went downstairs.  It was
her day to prepare breakfast.  One of the amazing things in Selena's change
was that she had picked up a love of cooking, something she had never much
liked as Sal, much less been good at.  She prepared Belgian waffles with
fresh fruit for three, then waited for Charity and Julie to come down.

When they did, Selena helped Charity into her chair with her usual, "Good
morning, Milady," and got her usual glare from Julie.  This had been a
problem between the two of them, for Julie felt as Selena did, that
constantly using Charity's name was too informal, but, unlike Selena, Julie
had never found a suitable alternative to "Mistress" which Charity
despised, and Julie resented Selena for having done what she hadn't.

"Good morning, Selena."  Selena moved to try to help Julie, but as usual,
she had taken her seat too quickly

Selena took her seat, and asked, "What are today's plans, Milady?"

"I have something special planned today.  For both of us.  And don't ask
what.  It's a surprise."

"Yes, ma'am."  Selena wondered what Charity had planned.  The first time
she said that was on the occasion of Selena's first trip to the salon.  The
second time was when she took Selena to get her ears pierced.  The third
time was when she had taken Selena for her first all day shopping trip as
Selena.  All three times Selena had been scared out of her wits, but every
time, it had turned out to be one of the most pleasant experiences she had.
Trips to the salon were a weekly thing now.  Selena loved the look of
earrings in her ears.  And, although she wasn't an outgoing person (never
had been), had no problem going out in public, even liking the stares she
got from some men.

"After breakfast I want you to get dressed in something nice.  Nothing too
fancy, but something for when you'll be seen by lots of people."

"Uhm, okay."  As Selena ate, she mentally went through her outfits, trying
to decide which to wear.  She hadn't decided which to wear, even as she
went upstairs, but as soon as she opened her closet, she knew what she
wanted to wear.  A tight, powder blue number that looked great on her.
It'd require her waist cincher, but it was definitely worth it.  She got
dressed, including her padded bra and 3" heels (she hated heels, but loved
the way her legs looked in them), applied her make-up, and came down the
steps.

Charity was waiting by the steps and whistled when she saw Selena.  "You
look astounding, my love."

Selena blushed.  "Thank you, ma'am."

"Shall we go?"  Charity led Selena down to the garage, got into the car,
and drove them from the building.  Selena was terribly curious, and kept
asking where they were going, but Charity always replied with, "You'll see."

Selena was mystified.  She watched as the city rolled by.  Of course, not
knowing the city, she had no idea where she was going.  Finally, Charity
pulled into the parking lot of the State DMV.  They got out and went
inside.  Selena thought Charity was here for herself, but she pushed Selena
into the "By Appointment" line, then handed her three pieces of paper.
Selena looked at them, as she went through the line.  One was a fake birth
certificate, with the name "Selena Lewis" on it.  The second was an
application for a driver's license, filled out for Selena, again.  The
third was a fake learner's permit, again, for Selena.

She got to the front of the line, and the clerk asked her, "Can I help you?"

"Uh, I have an appointment."

"Well, that would be why you're in the "By Appointment" line.  What's the
name?"

"Selena Lewis."

The clerk tapped a few buttons on the computer and said, "Here you are.  11
o'clock.  The testers are running a little behind, but expect to take your
test around 11:30."

Selena nodded and sat down to think.  She wondered if she should be doing
this.  It was one thing to go through your day calling yourself something
else, but to put a fake name on an official state document?  That was some
kind of crime, wasn't it?  Fraud, maybe, or falsifying documents, or
something.  Was Sal really willing to commit a crime in order to be Selena?
More importantly, to be what Charity wanted?

She looked over to Charity.  Charity smiled at her, and she just melted
inside.  Yes, she would do this.  She still wasn't sure about the
illegality of it, but if it was what Charity wanted, she would do it.

She waited till shortly after 11:30 when her name was called.  She took her
test with Charity's car, then went through the rigmarole and finally got
her license.  She had wondered why this was being done at this particular
time, but when she saw the name "Selena" above an official sex of female
(Well, of F) on the license, part of her just felt so mushy, and, well,
happy.

While staring at the license, she heard Charity say, "Welcome to the world
of drivers, Selena."

Selena smiled.  "It's such a small thing, but..."

"But it makes you feel... official."

Selena nodded.  Then she handed the keys back to Charity.  "Thanks."

But Charity didn't take the keys.  "Uh-uh.  You drive."

"Okay, but, without my map, I don't know the roads real well."

"Do you know them well enough to get to Chez Pierre's?  I feel like
celebrating with you.  Unless you don't want to?"

"Oh, no, Charity.  I'd love that!"  And, although she didn't want to seem
greedy, she loved it when Charity treated her to Chez Pierre's.  It was one
of the most expensive restaurants in town, and Selena thought the food
divine, but, despite the fact that it was part of Charity's extensive
holdings, Selena always felt a little guilty about eating there, about
having Charity give her such a treat, and never suggested it.

They returned to the car, and Selena drove them to the restaurant.  They
ate and laughed, Selena never having felt more girlish.  It was the end of
the meal when Charity dropped the bombshell.  "Hun, I hate to do this to
you.  I know we were planning on spending tonight together, but it seems I
have to go out of town on a business trip tonight."

"Oh."

"But don't worry.  I'll be back in two... three days, tops.  And we'll
spend my first night back together.  Okay?"

Actually, it wasn't spending the night alone that upset Selena.  It was
spending the night alone with Julie.  As much as Selena tried, Julie just
refused to be friendly.  But Selena didn't want to cause waves, so she just
said, "Okay."

Charity leaned over and kissed her.  "That's my girl."

The two drove home together, and Charity went in to tell Julie about her
business trip.  "Now, Selena will make dinner tonight, so it will be your
job to clean up after dinner.  And I want you two to play nice tonight."

Julie said, "Yes, ma'am."

Selena mused inwardly, "If only that were true."  If Charity wasn't around
Julie wouldn't let Selena anywhere near her.

Charity grabbed her travel bag and headed off to the airport.  Selena made
dinner as planned, but it was after dinner that the trouble started.  Julie
stretched, and said, "I think I'll go up and take a nap."

"But Charity said you were supposed to do the clean up."

"I'll do it tomorrow.  Oh, wait a minute, tomorrow is your day to clean up.
I guess you'll have to do it."

"That's not fair!"

"Oh, shut up!"

"No.  Milady Charity ordered you to clean up and you will clean up!"

"Or you'll what?"  Julie drew back her hand.  "I ought to knock you on your
ass just to prove I can do it."

>From the door, they heard Charity's voice say, "No you ought not."  They
turned and saw Charity, her face contorted in anger.  "Selena, go upstairs."

Selena said, "Yes, ma'am," and quickly ran upstairs.

Charity approached Julie, still frozen in place, her hand poised to strike
someone no longer there.  Julie stammered, "Ma... Ma... Ma'am, what are you
doing back?"

"Airport was fogged in.  All flights were canceled.  I suppose I could've
arranged for a private charter, but I really wanted to get back and spend a
night with Selena.  Imagine my surprise when I come in and find you about
to 'knock her on her ass'."  Julie looked guiltily at her hand and put it
down.  "You were warned, Julie.  Pack your bags."

Charity started to walk away, but Julie threw herself around the
hermaphrodite's legs.  "Please, Mistress, no!  I'll be good!  Just don't
send me away!  I can't live without you!"

Charity stopped.  "I don't want you to go, Julie.  But I can't trust you,
anymore."

"Please!"

Charity thought about it.  "If I can't trust you alone with her, then you
won't be alone with her.  When I am out of town, you will work at the
Menagerie.  I figure a full shift there should wear you out so much that
you won't be able to contemplate any mischief.  And just to make sure,
Kimberly, head of security at the Sappho Club, will make sporadic visits.
If she suspects anything, YOU will leave.  Understand?"

Julie cringed, but all she said was, "Yes, ma'am."

"I'm going up to Selena's room.  Now clean up, as you were ordered."

Julie went back and took care of the cleaning, crying straight through.

**********

THE NEXT EVENING...

Charity had gone off that morning, after the fog had lifted.  Julie
remained quiet all day, in spite of the attempts Selena made to get her to
open up.  But at 2 PM, Julie left, saying only that Charity had ordered it.

Selena ate dinner that night alone.  The first time since starting down the
road as Selena.  She waited up for Julie on the couch, watching TV, not
having anything else to do.  It was about 1:30 AM when Julie came in.
Selena saw her, hunched over and shaking, and ran to her, taking Julie in
her arms.  Julie tried to push her away, but was too weak.  Selena said,
"No, you don't.  I know you don't like me, but right now you need me."

Julie struggled a bit more, but finally broke down in tears, sobbing into
Selena's breast.  Selena carefully took her to the bathroom, ran a bath,
and undressed her.  Selena helped her into the tub, then took a washrag and
gently cleaned her, being extra careful around the many new bruises that
had appeared on Julie's body.  Eventually, Julie looked up, and, with tears
in her eyes, asked, "Why are you being so nice to me?"

"Because you need this."

"But why?  I've been nothing but a royal pain towards you.  Purposefully."

"I know."

"But why?"

"Because as much as you don't want to hear it, I care about you."

"But why?"

"You keep asking that.  Isn't it enough that I do?  You and I are very much
alike, Julie.  We're both submissive lovers.  We both love Charity.  And
Charity loves both of us.  I don't want to drive you out, and I don't want
you to feel you have to leave.  Julie, I want to be your friend.  All you
have to do is let me in."

Julie was silent throughout the rest of her bath, as Selena cleaned her and
dried her off.  Selena escorted her to bed, got her into a nightgown, and
tucked her in.  Then she gave Julie a good night kiss, and returned to her
room.

She changed into a nightgown of her own and got into bed.  Just before she
pulled the covers up, she heard a knock on her door.  "Come in."

Julie opened the door and stepped in.  "Selena, could I... stay with you?"

Selena lifted the covers.  "All you had to do was ask."

Julie came over and tentatively got into bed with her.  The two cuddled up
together.  After a while, Selena asked, "Julie, where did you go today?
Where did you get all these bruises?"

"It's a bar called the Menagerie.  Charity owns it.  To call it a "meat
market" would be kind.  The waitresses dress up in animal costumes, but the
real animals are the men who patronize the place.  They paw you, fondle
you, and just, in general, mistreat you.  It's where Charity sends me to
punish me."

"Oh, you poor dear.  Is there anything I can do to make it better?"

Julie looked into Selena's eyes, unsure of what to say.  But before she
knew what was happening, she leaned forward and pressed her lips to
Selena's.  The kiss started lightly, but soon progressed to passionate
Frenching.  Their arms entwined, and they crushed their bodies together.
When they broke, Julie asked, "May I suckle your breasts?"

Selena smiled, sat up, and took her nightgown off.  Julie briefly used her
fingers to stroke Selena's breasts, eliciting a moan of pleasure from the
she-male.  "These are almost bigger than mine."

"Do... Do you like them?"

"Yes.  Part of me hates to say it, but you make a beautiful woman.  Even
more beautiful than me, I think."

"I don't think so.  I think you're one of the most beautiful women I've
ever met."

"Really?  You don't think I'm too skinny?  Too small?"

"Oh, no.  I think you're beautiful as is."

Julie smiled, leaned forward and took Selena's nipple in her mouth.  She
lightly sucked, soon having her fellow submissive writhing beside her.
Julie pulled back, allowing the now stiff nipple to pop from her mouth.
She moved over and repeated the process with the other nipple.  Selena
moaned, and stroked Julie's breasts.

The two wriggled about on the bed, until, somehow, Selena was on her back
with Julie above her.  The girls were pointed in opposite directions and
each had a nipple of the other in her mouth.  The two loved each other that
way until Julie decided to slide down her lover's body until she was right
above Selena's crotch.  She leaned down and kissed Selena on her member.
It wasn't hard, but neither was it flaccid.  She took the dick into her
mouth and sucked on it.  She heard Selena moan, then felt the she-male kiss
her cunt, and stick her tongue deeply inside.  Julie sucked on the little
dick until it was hard.  And hard, it was now a little less than 5 inches.
As she did she felt Selena wiggle her tongue around inside her.  And
Selena, having more experience with cunts than Julie did with dicks
(particularly those influenced by doses of female hormones), was able to
get Julie to cum first.  But Julie didn't want to be outdone, and redoubled
her efforts on Selena.  Soon Selena was shuddering and cumming, although
nothing came out of her dick.

After they were finished, they crawled back up and cuddled under the
sheets.  While nuzzling Selena's chin, Julie said, "Thank you, Selena.  You
were right.  I needed that."

"Anytime."

"Selena?"

"Yes?"

"Did you mean it when you said you want to be my friend?"

"Of course.  Julie,... I love you."

Julie thought for a second.  "Selena?"

"What?"

"I'm sorry... for the way I treated you."

Selena kissed Julie on the cheek.  "Forgiven and forgotten."  The two
cuddled up and fell asleep together.

Later, Selena awoke when she thought she heard a door open, but when she
opened her eyes there was nothing there.  She might've gotten up had Julie
not made a small sound and cuddled up even closer.  Selena listened for a
bit, but when she heard nothing, she placed her head against Julie, and
went back to sleep.

Downstairs, Kimberly turned on the TV, keeping the volume low, so as not to
disturb the two girls upstairs.  She was amazed.  Charity had told her that
this was what she wanted to happen, but Kimberly thought, and had told her,
that she was nuts.  But here it was, less than a day, and the two subs were
happily in bed together.

**********

TWO DAYS LATER...

Charity walked into the condo, tossing her purse on the end table where she
always did.  Kimberly was sitting on the couch watching TV.  "Morning,
Charity."

"Morning, Kim.  How are the girls?"

"They're doing fine.  I don't know how you do it, but they were together on
the first night, snuggling and sleeping together peacefully.  They're in
the hot tub together.  I switch over to the security camera every so once
in a while just to make sure they're behaving, but haven't had to worry
yet."

"Let me see."

Kimberly switched over to the security camera.  Only Julie could be seen,
at first.  Then they saw Selena.  She was completely submerged, with
Julie's hands pressing down on the top of her head.  It looked like Julie
was drowning the girl.  The two women charged into the tub room.  As they
entered the room, Julie threw back her head and screamed in orgasmic
release.

Less than a second later, Selena burst from the water.  Rubbing the water
from her eyes, and spitting out water, she happily exclaimed, "Told you I
could do it!"

Charity said, "What's going on here?"

Both Julie and Selena exclaimed, "Charity!" and started to get out of the
water.

"No, don't bother.  But what was this about?"

Selena swam over to the edge of the tub next to Julie and said, "She bet me
that I couldn't hold my breath long enough to use my tongue to bring her
off underwater.  And I said I could.  And I won."

"Don't rub it in," Julie said.  "So now I get to both clean up and make
dinner tonight.  Unless, of course, you order me not to."

"You bet.  You lost.  You pay the bill."

Selena stuck her tongue out at Julie.  Julie kissed towards Selena.
Charity laughed.  "It's good to see you two getting along finally.  How
about a little hot tub party, girls?  Kimberly, care to join us?"

"With these two lovelies?  Wouldn't miss it for the world.  I don't have a
suit, though."

"I'm sure I've got something in the guest room that'll fit you.  Selena,
take her upstairs, and help her dress."

"Yes, ma'am."  Selena leapt from the tub and went upstairs with the blonde
security officer.

Charity went over to the cabinets on one side of the room, and got her suit
out.  As she got undressed, she heard, "Ma'am?"

"Yes, Julie?"

"I have a confession.  That time you caught me a few days ago wasn't the
first time I terrorized Selena.  In fact, whenever you were out of town, I
kind of made an ass of myself."

"I know."

"You did?"

"Mm-hmm.  I noticed Selena being a little more withdrawn the first time I
came back from a business trip, so I made her tell me why."

"But if you knew, why didn't you punish me?"

"Because Selena begged me not to."

"She... did?"

"She wanted to be your friend, and felt that if you were punished on
nothing more than her word, it'd make that impossible.  So she made me
promise not to punish you unless I had empirical evidence of your failures."

Julie looked down.  "Now I feel really guilty."

"Just be a friend to her.  That's all she ever wanted."

"Yes, ma'am."  Julie thought while Charity finished getting into her suit.
"Ma'am, may I ask a question?"

"Of course."

"You've said you intend to get breast implants for Selena."

"Yes."

"Well, her breasts are already as large, if not larger, than mine, but
you've never mentioned implants for me.  Why not?  I'll get them if you
want."

"No, I'm content with your breasts as they are."

"But then why..."

"Get them for Selena?"  Julie nodded.  Charity looked to the door.  Once
she was sure Selena wasn't near, she said, "Two reasons.  One, part of
Selena is still Sal.  I wouldn't want to get rid of him entirely, even if I
could.  And, like most men, Sal foolishly equates breast size with
femininity.  By looking down and seeing a pair of D cups hanging from his
chest, it'll help him accept his feminine side."

"And the second reason?"

Charity came over and slid into the tub.  "I happen to know that you enjoy
playing with a good size pair of tits."

"You were going to...  For me?"

"Not just for you, but yes, in part."

"I... really was acting like a spoiled child, wasn't I?"

Charity just smiled.  Selena and Kimberly chose then to return, and slipped
into the tub.  Julie lurched across the tub, and plastered her lips to
Selena's.  "Not that I'm complaining, but what was that for?"

"Just more apology for how I treated you."

Selena was about to say something, but Julie kept her from saying anything
by pressing their lips together again.  Charity and Kim smiled and swam
over to join the girls.

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