BEING FOUND OUT - SUNDAY AFTERNOON
				 BY STATS

Being Found Out-Friday Afternoon

My very best friend Stacey and our mutual friend Michelle had discovered
only last Friday that I am a transvestite.  Because Anne disrupted the
department with her unexpected and unintended announcement of her pregnancy
I got flustered at the sight of Michelle's shoes which were identical to the
ones on my feet under my desk at that time.  Although they didn't get to see
any of my female attire they knew something was amiss.  At dinner they
disclosed that they found out about my secret and have decided to give me a
coming out party. I am to be dressed in a few select things Michelle had
found while searching my apartment.  They have arranged to have the women's
restroom cleared so they could suitably attire and prepare me.

Being Found Out-Friday Evening
In less than a half an hour I am transformed into a feminine form that
surpassed anything I had achieved in my twenty years dressing as a woman.
Michelle manages to hypnotize me and before the dinner is over I am speaking
and acting like I had been female all my life.  We then play the game of
dare.  In the next few hours I have bought sanitary napkins at a convenience
store, selected my very own perfume, "Evolution", had my hair styled and
colored to match Stacey's, and paid a visit to the office where we ran into
my boss. He didn't have a clue that my new vivacious character, Helena, was
really his meek and mild mannered employee, Dave.  At the movie we run into
Anne who through a slip from Michelle learns my identity. That night, with
the help of Michelle's hypnotic suggestion, Stacey and I ravage each other
followed by a revealing of the details of our hidden love for each other.
In the morning we realize Michelle was really behind the whole thing and
wake her up with a full-scale sex orgy.  They then dress me up in Michelle's
notorious red mini dress to go on a shopping trip.

Being Found Out-Saturday Afternoon
On the long trip to the mall in the big city we got to talk about the girls
fantasies.  Each of them was quite aware of mine by this stage.
Michelle disclosed that she wanted to complete her psychology degree so she
could help people with their hang-ups.  Stacey said that she wanted to marry
me and bear my children.  After some discussion we come to the conclusion
that the three of us want nothing more than to spend the rest of our lives
together. With that out of the way we, spend the next several hours doing
that favorite female activity, shopping.

Being Found Out-Sunday Morning
We closed the mall and I get to drive back home.  In the course of one of
our sex games where I was directing the action between the two girls, they
get so turned on that I have to pull the car over and get out to regain my
composure.  A state trooper pulls over and we have some scary moments.
Finally we work out the details of how we are going to implement our plan.
At home, Stacey decides I have to spend some time alone with Michelle.  That
night we have the best sex imaginable and we confirm our love for each
other.  In the morning Stacey arrives with donuts and I reaffirm my desire
to continue on in my female form.  Unexpectedly, she phones my boss and sets
up a meeting for a Sunday lunch.


Meeting with the Boss.
The two girls set me on the kitchen stool and convince me that John will be
so infatuated with me after they are through that he will be begging me to
stay in his department.  Before they put on the corset they measure my
waist.  It is a natural 29 inches - how was that possible?  It was 32 inches
yesterday.  They also confirm my hips are one inch broader than yesterday.
They can't check my chest as I am still wearing the false breasts.  We
conclude the lack of food, eating just wasn't important, and the birth
control pills had shocked my system.  The girls tightened the corset to its
very limit and reported that my waist now measured a true 24 inches.  It
feels quite bearable.

Michelle lent me her burgundy slip, as I was to wear my purple power dress
that I bought last night.  When I slipped on my new shoes I looked like an
advertisement in a fashion magazine.  All I could think about was 'going out
in a blaze of glory'.  Just to make sure I don't forget that I am a female,
I am given several good shots of my perfume,
'Evolution'.  Stacey is dressed in her very best outfit, a deep blue silk
dress with pastel designs in black and dark blues.  It is so soft,
especially when the light catches the different naps of the fabric.  When we
stand side by side it takes my breath away.

One hour later, Stacey and I are seated in our favorite booth of Delaney's
Bar.  I am so nervous; all I want to do is get up and run.  "Please Stacey,
let me go.  I can't do this.  I am a nervous wreck."

John arrives right on time.  "Where is the third musketeer?" he inquires.

When there is no response he senses that something serious is up.  He looks
over to me, hoping to break the ice and asks, "Why are you so glum, Helena?
You are absolutely stunning, you both are."

Stacey starts, "John we do have a problem.  In fact, we have a whole bag of
problems.  You can help us make some critical decisions.  Promise me you
will not leave us until you have fully heard our story."

"My god, Stacey, you have my word."  (John has always shown a fatherly
affection for Stacey and is distressed that something serious is bothering
the 'two Staceys.")

"Let's start with the good news.  Last night Dave and I decided to get
married."

 "Wow, congratulations to the two of you.  I knew there was something going
on.  I couldn't be happier for you both.  What about Michelle?  I think she
is sweet on Dave too."

"Michelle has agreed to be our maid of honor."

"Perfect, when will the wedding take place?"

"Well that depends on what options are open to us.  What your reaction is
going to be, is of vital importance."

I ask to be excused.  I knew I was going to be sick.  I rushed into the
ladies room holding a napkin over my mouth.

"Stacey, why is your sister so upset, I hate to see someone as nice as her
in absolute agony.  Did I say something?  How is she involved?"

"No John, she is upset because she isn't my sister.  She is your employee
and my husband to be, Dave."

John drops his glass, spilling water all down the front of his shirt.  "I
don't believe it.  That cannot be.  That is impossible."

Stacey does not wait for a recovery but takes advantage of John's confusion
to get her story out to him.  "Dave is a fully functional male, I can assure
you.  But, he is also a transvestite.  Michelle and I discovered that only
on Friday.  I also discovered that he is one of the most caring individuals
I have ever met, a gentle person and on reflecting on this I have had to
admit I have been in love with him for over two years.  Dave also admitted
that he was in love with me.  We both had avoided our feelings because we
were afraid that it would contaminate our friendship.  We were wrong.

Why Dave is shy and secluded is because of his fetish.  Michelle and I
forced him.  John, we forced him out of his shell and all I can say is there
is a totally different personality in Helena.  Helena is outgoing.  She is
self-confident.  But she still retains all those fine qualities that we so
admire in Dave.

Our original plan was to have fun this weekend and give you back Dave on
Monday morning.  John, after hearing Dave unload his feelings before I
phoned you I just couldn't condemn him to one more moment of bondage to his
old image.  I have met few women who are as female as Dave and yet, as I
said before, he is a fully functional male.  John, he is convinced his whole
world is about to end and we needed to know if we have any options with the
company."

"Stacey," John interrupts, "before we go any further, please get Helena out
of the restroom.  We can't continue this conversation while she is absent.
Let me assure you I am compassionate.  But I am in shock and I need a moment
to myself to gather my thoughts.  Please, take your time.  I may need to
make a phone-call but I will be back to continue this conversation with the
two of you."

In the restroom, I had finished my cry.  My eyes are red.  I have no idea
what the next step is.  Stacey enters.  "Is he gone?" I ask hopefully.

"No, he wants to talk to the both of us.  You are a mess.  Let me help clean
you up.  The first thing she does is give me a paper cup of water.  "Here,
take these," she says as she hands me two birth control pills.  You need to
be feminine.  A few moments after I take them I have a tremendous hot flash
that clears my mind and in five minutes, Helena is settled down.

"Smile Helena", Stacey says in a very good imitation of Michelle's voice.

I do and Stacey says, "bring out that sex goddess that reigned destruction
on the male mall dwellers last night.  Now, Helena, listen to me.  Do not
apologize to John for the situation.  Be factual.  Be truthful."

We arrive at the table.  John rises.  He can sense the change in Helena, and
thinks to himself, Stacey is right, this is the person Dave deserves to be.
He looks directly at Helena, takes her hand and gently clasps it.  "Never in
a thousand years would I have even suspected that you were not Stacey's
sister, Dave."

"Thank you", I say demurely.

"How did you change your voice," John asks.

I tell him how Michelle had used her psychology skills to have me mirror
Stacey's voice.

"How did you get to look so incredibly like Stacey." He continues.

"They shaped and colored my hair and eyebrows to exactly duplicate Stacey's
features.  I am using Stacey's makeup.

"I want you to know Helena, that I am in your corner.  This situation
however is way out of my league.  I hope you don't mind, I have just asked
our Human Resources V. P. to join us."

There was no turning back.  I looked squarely in his eyes and smiled.
I could see gratitude all over his face as he saw that I accepted his
friendship.

In the ten minutes that it took for Charles Martin to arrive, I give him a
history of what led up to this moment.

Charlie came straight to our table.  His first comment was "You were right,
John, they could pass as twins."

Charlie sat down and put us both at ease with a couple of comments.  He asks
me a couple of questions, requesting I do him the respect of being perfectly
honest with him.  After I answer his questions, he sips on a cup of coffee
for a couple of minutes.

"Helena, I can't possibly call you Dave looking the way you do."

I flash him my best smile and he takes a few more moments to gather his
thoughts.

"Helena and Stacey.  You are two of the very best employees we have.  If we
had a hundred more like you we could triple our market share.  I can also
see that Stacey; you are devoted to your man, pardon sister.
I want to work something out.  I don't know how we are going to accomplish
this but we are going to give it our best shot.  Short of running into a
major negative reaction from the other employees I see no problems.

First, Helena, I don't know what the mechanics are that are going on in your
mind.  Would you be willing to see a Psychiatrist at our expense?  Before
you answer, let me say my agenda is to get at the truth of what is going on,
this is not your run of the mill problem and I don't want to do something
that will end up a disaster for you.  It is obvious to me you are much more
at home in your present state than in your male state."

"I would be willing to do that", I hear myself say.

He excuses himself to make a phone call and shortly returns.  "When we are
finished here you are to go over to my older brother's house to get a
preliminary exam.  Ed is a Psychiatrist, and a fine damn good one too, in
spite of the mess he made of me as his kid brother.  It will be just a
preliminary assessment of whether it is wise to have you show up in that
outfit tomorrow morning.  At worst, we may have to give you a few days off
while the correct solution to the situation is fleshed out."

"O.K. now let me give you some information that may be helpful.  Helena, in
this state wearing the clothes of the opposite sex is not a crime.  It is
also not something a company can dismiss an employee for.  A person can come
to work in any kind of clothes that is established by the Company as
acceptable for an office environment.  We cannot fire you because you show
up in a dress as women are allowed to wear dresses.  If you show up in a
bathing suit we send you home because people don't wear bathing suits to
work.  But your present attire would be acceptable office wear because the
Company would regard it as appropriate female form attire.

The use of washrooms is not something that has been worked out.  I will have
to check with our attorneys.  However, I feel that there would be far less
disruption if you used the women's rather than the men's room.
I would like to have a reading from the females on your floor as to whether
they have any objection to you using their washroom.  Stacey, can you do
that for me at the appropriate time?

There is a question of name.  You are still legally Dave Gray.  I will have
our attorneys find you a good personal attorney to effect a name change for
you.  This may be covered under our group legal plan."

"That can't happen until after we are married," interjects Stacey.

"Oh, how thoughtless of me, congratulations to the both of you.  You will,
you realize, give a new definition to the term 'odd couple'.
That is all I can think of.  Personally, I think what you have done Helena,
required an amazing amount of courage.  I am familiar with your file and I
can see from just this brief meeting that your Helena form is much more
natural for you than your Dave form."

He then turns to Stacey.  "As for you young lady, I am totally taken with
the love you must have for Helena to help her develop her alter self.
Loyalty is something we can't have enough of.  I also understand you have
orchestrated this meeting.  That shows courage, judgement, and leadership.
Can I answer any questions for either of you?"

Neither of us has any.  We shake hands and part.  My beautiful hands are not
lost on either John or Charlie.  Both Stacey and I profusely thank them for
giving up their Sunday lunch to meet with us.

After we depart we phone Michelle who obviously is crying.  "I just thought
the worst had happened and your, our, world had fallen apart" she sobs.  "I
give her the results of our meeting.   I tell her that she has to be with us
at our two-thirty appointment with Dr. Ed Martin, Charlie Martin's brother.
I desperately need her courage.

At two-thirty the three of us are at Dr. Martin's home. . He immediately
sets us at ease when he says he just had to meet us after the description
Charlie gave him.  "Which one of you is Helena?"

In the first few minutes we tell him all that has happened and I describe my
feelings.  He then says he is going to have to hypnotize me so that he can
quickly do his analysis.  Michelle tells him she already has had me under
hypnosis and does not want that to interfere with his analysis.  He has her
bring me under and instructs me to pay attention to him.  As I explain our
complex situation to him he asks if Michelle would be willing to be
hypnotized, he can see that Stacey is already in a trance.

After three he wakes us up.  He says, "I have to tell you that this is the
most intriguing situation I have ever run across.  I would like to do a
research paper on the three of you if you allow me to do that.  But, before
you answer, let me tell you what I found out.

Helena, you have been fascinated with your female side since that trip you
made to the attic when you were eight.  As Michelle told you two days ago,
you are in love with the female form and female clothes.  You definitely
want a penis rather than a vagina but the rest of your body you want as
female as possible.  I believe you have blocked out several incidents in
your past involving your mother and sister.  Both are aware of your desires,
your decision will not be a surprise to them.  Meet with them, it will give
them and you much peace of mind.

You have a wonderful personality profile.  In spite of how much you have
tried to hide it over the years, much of your psychological makeup is
feminine rather than masculine.  You are extremely creative and are a fast
learner.  I venture to say you will be the one buying the wardrobes and
cosmetics for the trio before long.  As Dave, you had a strong desire to
blend into the background, as you were not happy with your male form.  On
the other hand, you were dismayed as you could only display your female side
in private.  As Helena, you will go out of your way to let people know that
you are female.  Yet with your male skills I doubt anyone will ever take
advantage of you.  You need to have a job with a lot of people involvement
and stimulation to solve problems."

"Stacey, you will bring the discipline and decision skills to the marriage.
You have outstanding leadership skills and your role in the marriage will be
to manage the affairs.  You are management material."

"Michelle, you have uncanny grasp of human nature.  I can see why you are
attracted to psychology.  It would be a waste to not pursue that or some
similar field.  You also have one of the best sense of humors I have ever
run across.  I have a proposition for you but first I want to return to the
research paper I mentioned earlier.

The three of you complement your strengths and weaknesses so completely that
it would be a shame to not spend your lives together.  I know it is not the
conventional idea of marriage, but I had a hard time trying to identify even
one area of conflict.  There is one.  I am not going to tell you which one,
except to say it is relatively minor.  It will add some spice to your
relationships.  I think your decision to not muddy up the waters right now
by announcing a three-way marriage is sound judgement.

I want to do a research paper on the three of you.  And Michelle I want you
to think about doing it with me so that it can be your master's thesis.
There is one other thing.  I want you to join my staff at the clinic.  Your
talents and personality are wasted in your current position.  In the clinic
you can help a large number of people.  You will be very happy and it will
be intellectually rewarding for you.  I would very much enjoy working with
you and my staff could use someone with a sense of humor.  Should you join
me I will do everything in my power to get you a scholarship.

Michelle is dumbfounded, "Dr. Martin, I don't see how I could not accept
your offer.  The way I see it, you are going to pay me to write about my
dream relationship while you are sponsoring me to my dream profession.

"What are you going to tell your brother?" asks Stacey.

Helena should show up tomorrow morning, not Dave.  She is a great asset to
the company but for all concerned it probably would be better if she were
transferred to another division.  Also, it would be a shame to waste
Helena's creativity and human relation's skills in an administrative job.

Stacey is wasting her time in a non-management position.  She should be
tested and placed on a fast track in the company.

And young Charlie can consider any obligation to me paid in full if he can
release you to start work in my clinic on Tuesday morning."

We are all stunned.  There must be a compassionate god.  We look at each
other and leap over to Dr. Martin, hugging and kissing him with a barrage of
gratitude delivered by three happy squealing females

Charlie will let you know if there are any changes to the plan.

We no sooner enter the door of my apartment than the phone starts ringing.
Stacey retrieves it.  It is John.  He outlines what is to happen.  Helena
will be moving Charlie's office to replace his secretary who is retiring at
the end of next month.  Stacey will be taking over Dave's current job
immediately.  Did they approve, Yes?  Okay your first job will be to process
Michelle paperwork when she submits her resignation to start at the clinic.
I don't know what you guys did, but he wants it completed tomorrow.

A celebration is in order.  Helena orders pizza.  Stacey and Michelle leave
to get it and some champagne as well.  While still in her power dress Helena
phones his mom and tells her the news.  She will drive down next week to
greet her new daughter and prospective daughter in law.  "Mom, I am also
going to introduce you to another special person while you are here,
Michelle. (No sense getting into this on the phone)  Do you think sis can
make it, it will be important to me?"

When Stacey and Michelle arrive, Helena is dressed in her lavender negligee.
This is the one that sent Michelle to the car at the mall last night to get
relieved.  She is barefoot and provocative as she glides to them and hands
each a present.  The champagne is poured and she watches as they start to
get excited at what are obviously clothes boxes.

Michelle pauses long enough to comment "Do you intend to seduce me in that
outfit again Helena.  Because I'll tell you, it will work even better with
alcohol.

In a sultry voice Helena responds "I have something even better planned."
Finally the wrapping is off both presents and they are opened.  Inside is
the identical nightgown that Helena is wearing.  Except in Stacey's case it
is in the most gorgeous shade of royal blue. Michelle, of course, is given a
gorgeous red one.  The two girls squeals in delight.  Five minutes later
they are all dressed alike waiting for sex.

Well, almost.  Helena raises the flimsy material to her midriff revealing a
large amethyst glued in her belly button.  They notice that she has
concealed her manliness in some fashion, as her crotch looks disturbingly
female.  The stone matches her nightwear and when the material falls back
into place both Stacey and Michelle can only stare at the reflection of the
stone through the translucent material and the fantasies of what happened to
her missing sex.

Helena then opens her right hand to reveal two identical stones one the
color of a sapphire and the other a ruby.  In her left hand a tube of super
glue appears as if by magic.  "I intend to repay you two for getting my ears
pierced.  Even if they won't come out, who but us will know?

"Brand me! " shouts Michelle as she raises her hem of her nightgown to her
ample breasts.  Stacey is reluctant but after some foreplay she almost
orgasms when Helena inserts the sapphire in her navel.

Things then quiet down while they eat their pizza.  Helena cleans up sets up
a romantic mood with candles.  On the way back from the kitchen she slowly
transforms her walk into a dance.  Neither Stacey nor Michelle could really
tell when the walking stopped and the dancing started. It is only when they
became aware of the soft music that they were certain that a dance was in
progress.  Helena's subconscious is able to recall all the sensual dances
she has ever seen and what comes out a purely erotic pagan rite.  It starts
out as her hips are swaying from side to side in search of something to
satisfy her.  Her hands are playing at her hair as she glories with the feel
of loose long hair on her back.  The way she runs her hands slowly through
her hair time and time again is captivatingly erotic.  Her amethyst drop
earrings sway in unison with her hips, catching the light of the candles.

In the next instant she is massaging her breasts, pushing them together and
forward as if to offer them as sacrifices to a pagan god.  All the time her
feet are moving in a rhythmic pattern.  Her red toenails glide in and out,
in and out, in and out, from beneath her swaying gown.  Her hips slowly move
in hula fashion from side to side. Helena is now passionately moving her
sensuous hands from her breasts down her stomach to her crotch.  She
uncontrollably opens her mouth, her tongue tracing slow circles on her
painted lips.  She shudders and her hands trace the contours of her small
waist and swollen hips to her thighs.  She does this time and time again,
pushing all the passion of her upper body into that area.

Both Michelle and Stacey are transfixed on their possessed friend.
Everywhere they shift their eyes an erotic scene is unfolding.  Helena
feigns a female orgasm, perfectly.  She shudders, mouth wide open in
ecstasy, moans and jerks.  There eyes simultaneously fall to the barely
visible jewel in her navel as it spasms toward a climax.  It is only then
that they notice a tiny bulge below her crotch.  The bulge is moving in
circles beneath the lavender material and growing larger and larger.  It is
so erotic that both girls are breathing deeply and their pussies are
dripping wet.

Helena snakes toward them as if they are prey.  She sensuously raises their
gowns and slides her hand toward the stones in their navels.  Each one is
caressed in slow circles and they both involuntarily tighten their stomachs.
Their eyes widen as Helena, in another newly demonstrated talent, starts to
roll her stomach muscles in belly dance fashion sending the amethyst bobbing
like a cork on water.

Both girls' eyes glaze over simultaneously.  Stacey reaches to relieve
herself.  "No my love," Helena purrs "tonight, that is for me and only me to
do".  She then circles away from them to giving them a rear view of her
swaying body and a few more minutes of sensual stimulation.  Stacey tries to
concentrate on the music but it is just too much.  She cannot take her eyes
off the penis performing a dance behind its veil.  She is barely able to
gasp  "please Helena, fuck me!"  At the suggestion Michelle spasms into an
orgasm without anyone, or anything, touching her.

Helena approaches both girls maddeningly slow.  They help her in anyway they
can to raise their negligee's above the highly stimulated nipples on top of
their heaving breasts.  After gently sucking and kissing each breast, She
draws her fingernails from their breasts to their navels where she traces
ceremonial circles around the stones.

Michelle and Stacey are both having orgasms.  She then winds her way down to
their crotch and quickly sticks the middle two fingers of each hand into the
girls.  She gently rubs the two G-spots she had found dozens of time before.
Both girls erupt as one into a frenzy of activity and noise.

She slides her love poker into Stacey. Involuntarily Stacey's feet lock
behind Helena while her hips are like pistons moving as fast as they can go
having erased all elements of modesty during the wait that was far too long.
Michelle is in the throws of another orgasm, as Helena's two fingers has
never left her G-spot.

Finally, Stacey blanks out.  Helena removes her rod from Stacey and inserts
it into Michelle.  She continues to pet Stacey's shuddering body.  Michelle
has an immense orgasm on the sixth slow stroke.  Helena is only about three
strokes behind her when she erupts into Michelle.

She bends down and her lips tenderly touches each of their lips.  She
whispers, "you are my very existence."  She then demurely sways to an empty
chair facing them.  Her legs are in a classic female pose, folded by her
side with her sensual toes poking out.  She has her back ram straight very
proud of her breasts sticking straight out in the beautiful lavender
material.  Both hands are holding the champagne glass, to her lips.  Her
nails are displayed as they point to the top of the glass.  Love is written
all over her face as she watches aftershock after aftershock pass over her
friends.

After a few minutes Michelle is able to speak.  "Are you from this planet?"
After another twenty seconds she adds "I am your sex slave."  Finally she is
able to say "Oh Helena, you should bottle that; you could make a fortune.  I
have never, I mean never, seen or experienced anything so completely erotic
in my life.  Did I actually have an orgasm just looking at you?  Is that
possible?"

Stacey adds, "She has addicted me to sex.  Helena, how am I ever going to
trust myself with you in a public place?  You achieved a first for me, my
love.  In case you didn't notice I passed out from the pleasure of it all."

I look up at them with a smile "I thought you would enjoy Dave's wake.  When
you are up to it I would like you to help me box his things and unpack
Helena's belongings."

In another part of town a phone call is in progress.  Oh, don't be
surprised, John, if the President and I happen to be in your office at 8:30
tomorrow morning to witness Helena's entrance. I doubt if my wife or I will
get any sleep tonight.  I suggest you have a video camera and a fire hose
ready."