Date: Sat, 28 May 2005 12:02:04 -0700 (PDT) From: Michael Worthy Subject: Dreaming to be Michelle - Part 2 For those that don't see enough of my becoming Michelle in this part, you are probably right....not to worry, the transformation will really show up in the next part. Michelle Dreaming to be Michelle -- Part 2 As you recall from the previous section, or maybe you don't, I had been out at a club called "The Purple Onion" and met some great folks. As I was getting ready to leave the night before, I had agreed to meet one of those guys there the following Thursday. I had made it home without any problem and awoke at around 9:00 AM. As soon as I woke up, I knew a couple of things had happened the night before. First I had had too much to drink, since I still had a bit of a headache. Second, I had a great time, and that scared me some. Third, I had made an agreement to go out once again as Michelle, and I needed to get something to wear. Since it was a Sunday morning I knew the stores weren't open yet. I finally crawled out of the bed and went to bathroom. As I stood there going to bathroom I noticed the long finger nails and my brightly colored toe nails, what a sight, my long thin fingers with their long nails holding on to my short slim male sex organ. I finished going to the bathroom threw some water on my face and went to the kitchen to get some coffee. As I stood there making my instant coffee, thanks heavens we have microwaves and Starbucks now, I began to wonder what I was going to do about "my date." I stood and waited for a minute and finally made a couple decisions. I knew my week was going to be busy and so today was my best chance of going shopping. I had two choices, return back to the look of Michael, or dress as Michelle and see what I could find. I decided to go shopping as Michelle, why I do not know. I sat and relaxed a bit and actually fell back asleep for a short nap. It was about 11:30 AM when I woke up again. I knew I had to get going. There were a number of errands I needed to accomplish today. I needed to get my car filled with gas, go to the grocery store, buy a birthday card for a friend, and get an outfit to wear on Thursday night. I decided I could get the gas, and buy my outfit and then go home and become Michael, and then do the grocery shopping and buy the birthday card. I headed for the bathroom. I showered and washed my hair, and thought about what I was going to wear and where I was going shopping. I thought I would stop at one of the big discount stores that sold some inexpensive clothing and pick something up there, which was the easy decision. I then had to decide what to wear. Now since this was 1980, ladies still tended to dress up some when they went shopping, so I needed to wear something nice, but what? I couldn't wear the three piece tan outfit I had worn the night before as in my haste to get to bed I had just thrown it into a pile on the floor. I learned a lesson there too. So I then decided to wear the black leather pants with the white sweater and the 3" pumps. As I began to dress and do my make-up I noticed the card from the sales girl at the department store, Barbara. I picked up the card and walked to my telephone and dialed the store number. As they answered the phone I felt my heart racing, and I asked for Barbara's extension. When the lady on the other end spoke, I then asked for Barbara, and was told to hang on a minute. In just a minute I heard Barbara speak. It was then I took another step in my continuing change. I said, "Hi, This is Michael, the guy who came in a coupe of weeks ago and was buying a gift for his girlfriend, until you figured out it was for me." Barbara responded, "Oh, Hi. How are you doing? Have you worn the outfit and did everyone like it?" I answered appropriately, and then asked her if it would be alright if I came in dressed as a female and did a little shopping as I needed to get an outfit for another outing. Of course Barbara agreed. She did ask what I was looking for and I said I really didn't know. She said she would be able to help me, and that I should make sure I wore some pantyhose. With that said I finished dressing and slipped into my 3" black pumps. My feet were a bit sore from the night before, but the lower heel than the night before was a real blessing. I picked up my purse and walked toward my front door. I stepped out, closed the door behind me and a neighbor, Yvonne, that lived just one door away was pulling into her parking spot. I didn't know what to do. I managed to keep my back to her and walked toward my car, I felt somewhat certain that she didn't notice me, so I continued on my way. I arrived at the mall where I was going to do my shopping, and of course since it was a Sunday afternoon I had to park a long way from the door. However, I got out of my car, closed the door and headed toward the store. I walked into the mall, and it seemed strange, but no one seemed to care that I was there. As I walked toward the department store, I noticed a small store that sold greeting cards. I decided I would just get the card that I needed to buy there and headed into the store. I looked around and finally found an appropriate card. I walked up to the cashier, and paid without incident. As I began to walk away the clerk simply said, "Have a nice day Ma'am." I about fell over. Here I was in a store in the middle of a Sunday afternoon, and no one knows I am a guy. Although it made me feel good as Michelle, it made Michael feel terrible. I left the card store and walked toward the department store. I walked straight toward the ladies department. I saw Barbara and headed toward her. I was just about on top of her when she gave me a strange look and said, "Michelle, is that you? I hardly recognized you; you look so different, but good." I guess I must have blushed, especially when she gave me a little hug. We then started my shopping experience. After explaining where I would be going, she decided we needed something casual but eye catching. We began by looking at some pants, and that was fine with me. We looked at a lot of different styles and had just about settled on a pair of wide legged pants when she said we should try a couple of dresses. I said no because my legs were too hairy for that, and I couldn't shave them. She agreed that could pose a problem. It was then she threw me a curve ball. She said she really had a darling little yellow dress with black polka-dots she wanted me to try though. She waited a minute and then said to come with her. I followed her to the dressing room and she handed me a pair of black pantyhose that they had used on a mannequin. She said here, put these on and everything will be alright. I slipped the dress on and stepped into my pumps and looked in the little mirror in the fitting room. It was then that I heard Barbara urge me to step out of the fitting room. I stepped out, and she looked and said it would be great, but I would have to shave my legs, and I told her there was no way I could do that as I would look strange all summer. She agreed that could be a problem. We finally agreed on a pair of dark green satin slacks and a silk floral patterned blouse, with sheer sleeves. She then said I needed to get another pair of shoes as these pumps would never work. She once again led me toward the shoe department and told me to have a seat, right in the middle of the store. In just a moment she came out with a three pair of shoes. One pair was an open toed sandal 5" heel with a 1" platform, the second was a 6" wooden wedge with a 1 ½" platform, and the last was a 5" black pump with a really skinny heel. Now I was opting for the 3" heels I had, but Barbara wanted to but either the 6" wooden wedge or the black patent pumps. I finally succumbed and said I would take the pair wooden wedged shoes. I thought I was all done when Barbara threw one more curve ball to me. Barbara said, "I'll tell you what, I think you are going to be a good customer for me, so if you will wear the black patent pumps out of here tonight, I will throw them in at 50 percent off." I guess I am a girl at heart and can't pass up a good deal, so I agreed. She said, "Good have a seat." She then handed me the 5" heels in place of my 3" heels which she put in the shoe box. I then paid for all of my purchases and started walking toward my car. Here I was struggling to walk in 5" stilettos, all while carrying packages, I must have been a sight. I was happy to get to my car. I started the engine and started to pull out when I noticed I needed to get gas now. I was really going to be put to the test, so I headed to the nearest gas station. I pulled in and began to fill my car, standing there pumping gas in leather pants and stilettos. I paid for my gas and decided what the hell; I must as well do my grocery shopping too, which I did. I didn't buy a lot of groceries, but it was a bit of a rush walking through the grocery store and seeing the men catch a peak, if only they knew. I walked to my car, and put the groceries in the trunk and headed home. By the time I got to my apartment complex it was nearly 5:00 PM. Now my neighbor, Yvonne, who lives next door to me had a little dog, and I could hear it barking as I pulled in. I then saw the curtain by the door move slightly and I figured it was just the dog. I decided to open the back door of my car and get my packages from the department store and go inside, then quickly change and come get my groceries, as that would take a few trips. As I was about to close the back door of my car I heard Yvonne's voice. Yvonne said, "Michael is that you? I froze, I didn't know what to do or say. Finally, I turned to her and spoke. I said, "It is, but I can explain everything." Yvonne then said something that shocked me, "My God, I always thought you were a little feminine, but I didn't know you went out dressed like a girl, you look great. I mean you look better than I do. I can't believe it; we are going to have to have a drink together. Let me help you so we can talk." With that, Yvonne helped me carry all of my packages and groceries into the apartment. I didn't know what to do as I was scared and embarrassed. So, I did what any red-blooded American Transvestite does, I offered Yvonne a drink. She took a drink, and once again said how she couldn't believe it. I started to put my groceries away, and decided to step out of my stilettos. As I stepped out of the first shoe, Yvonne exclaimed, "Oh no, stay in your shoes, it really makes your ass look good." Since I was pretty much at her mercy, I slipped my foot back into the shoe and continued to put the groceries away. When I was completely finished putting my groceries away, Yvonne said, "Let's sit and talk some. Let me fix you a drink." I went into my living room area and had a seat. In just a moment Yvonne came in with a martini in her hand for me. She said, "I think this young lady needs a ladies drink." Having said that, she handed me my Martini. She then sat down and said, "Tell me all about this." So we sat and I talked. Yvonne asked a bunch of questions, which I answered honestly for the most part. Let me tell you a bit about Yvonne. She was not beautiful; she was your everyday attractive and cute young gal, early to mid 20s. She was friendly in public, but in private she had always been be quiet. If you tried to get close to her she would figure out a way to end the conversation immediately. I had only shared neighboring apartments with her for about six months and I never saw her dressed up at all. She mostly wore plain slacks or long loose skirts with flats. She wore almost no make-up, and was pretty much a "plain Jane." Although I had asked her out a couple of times she never seemed to have any interest in going out with me. By this time it was going on 7:00 PM, I was hungry, and my feet were killing me. I said something about I needed to get undressed and changed so I could get something to eat. It was then that Yvonne gave me another surprise. Yvonne said, "Why don't I go change real quick, then we two girls can go have dinner someplace." I stopped for a moment, not knowing what to say. Finally I said, "I can't go out like this with you, what if we run into someone we know." Yvonne replied, "Don't worry; I know the perfect place to go where I am sure no one knows you." She continued by saying, "Why don't you freshen up, I will change and be back in about 30 minutes." She really didn't give me a chance to answer, she stood up walked over to me and gave me a little hug and a kiss on the cheek and said, "You look great Michelle, welcome to the sisterhood." She then turned and headed to her apartment. As she left I didn't know what to do. Since I had already been "outted" to her, I decided the best thing I could do was go along with her idea. I went to my bathroom, relieved myself, and touched-up my make-up. About 25 minutes later my doorbell rang, and I looked through the peep hole, the view was amazing. There stood Yvonne like I had never seen her before. I opened the door and behold was a beautiful young lady. She was dressed in a tight short white skirt with a white tube top. She was wearing a pair of 4" high open-toed white sandals. Her make-up was perfect for the evening sultry look and her hair was fashioned into a really cute flipped-out style. Her new appearance showed off a great little body that had yet been seen by me. My mouth must have dropped to the ground, I was literally speechless. Yvonne remarked, "Are you alright?" I responded, "WOW, talk about surprises. I never knew you looked so good, where have you been hiding?" With that Yvonne just laughed, and said we needed to get going, and she would drive. We walked to her car, a little sports car which had been bought for her by her Daddy. I climbed into the passenger seat as Yvonne climbed into the driver's seat. As she sat down the skirt slid up a bit further exposing a pair of great looking legs. I couldn't keep my eyes off of her. I probably sounded like a blubbering idiot as I kept saying how great she looked. We drove for about 20 minutes and finally pulled into a parking lot next to a non-descript little white building. As we walked into the building I had a pretty good idea why Yvonne had never gone out with me. I was standing in the entrance of a club for lesbians. Yvonne then turned to me and said, "Thanks for the compliments, I like compliments from other girls, especially when they are close to me and I think we might get close in the future." She then took my hand and led me to a table. As I sat down I could feel others looking at us, and it was a strange and different feeling. Yvonne then said, "Have a seat and I will get us a couple o drinks and order us some food. Are you starving, or do you just want something light to eat?" I answered by saying, "I don't know, I guess just a bit hungry." Yvonne turned and walked toward the bar. In a few moments she was back with a drink for each of us. She sat down, raised her glass and said, "A toast to my new found friend." I raised my glass, touched it to hers and said, "To friends." We then both took a drink. Yvonne then told me that a couple of her friends were inquiring who the new girl was. She told me she had just said it was someone she had known for awhile but hadn't seen forever, and we were just coming to have a drink and eat and didn't want to get harassed by the guys in town. We continued to chat and in a few moments our food was ready. When our food came, Yvonne asked if we could have another drink, and the "butch" waitress said sure. In just a moment she was back with out drinks. The waitress then introduced herself to me. I froze for a second, since my mouth was full of food. Finally I said, "Hi, I'm Michelle." The waitress then said, "Well you are welcome here anytime. Just come in whenever, your secret is safe here." I responded, "Thanks." We finished eating, and by this time it was nearly 9:00 PM, and we headed home. On the way home Yvonne and I talked about the shock we both had experienced. We agreed my appearance was a bit more shocking than hers. We laughed and soon we were home. As we got out of the car Yvonne then said, "I am so happy about this discovery, you now know why I have been hesitant to get to close to you, I was afraid you would reject me once you knew I looked women as well as men." Trying to be humorous I said, "Well just think, now with me you can have the best of both worlds." Yvonne responded, "I know, and I rather like the idea." With that she opened her door, took my hand and squeezed it slightly and gave me a little kiss on the lips and said, "Good night Michelle, maybe next time I'll go out with Michael." I said, "Great, I know he would like that." Things seemed to go back to normal for the next couple of days, and then on Wednesday evening I got a call from Yvonne, even though she lived in the apartment next door. She asked me if I wanted to go to a movie on Friday night. I paused for a moment and said, "Are you asking Michael to go?" Yvonne responded, "Sure, I have been looking forward to getting to know Michael better." Of course I agreed to go, and said it would be great, and that after a movie maybe we could go somewhere else. We both agreed we would play it by ear and just see how the evening went. I had decided to go out to my "hangout" for a couple of hours and see if there was anything exciting happening. As I sat there looking at everyone my mind began to wonder what I would be doing the next two nights. Remember, on Thursday night I was to go out as Michelle and meet some folks at "The Onion", while on Friday I would be going out as Michael with Yvonne. I wasn't sure which was making me more excited, but I know I was getting a little damp in the pants. After just about two hours, I decided to go on home. On arriving home, I went right to be bed to get good nights sleep. I awoke Thursday morning and went to work as usual; the day was busy so the time flew by. After work I drove straight home, and hit the bed for a quick nap, so I would be well rested for later. On waking up, it was about 7:00 PM, so I decided Michelle had better get herself put together. I hit the shower, and began my transition. As I finished dressing, I found myself looking pretty good. Here I was wearing these satin pants, a silk blouse and a 6" wooden platform shoes, with my bare toes showing through painted with a dark red nail polish. You see I had decided to remove the hair on my lower leg and paint my toenails, just to make me a bit more passable. I looked really good. As I headed out the door I hear Yvonne's dog barking, and the next thing I knew Yvonne was standing there with a camera wanting to take my picture. I reluctantly agreed. As soon as the picture was taken I headed on my way. The night at "The Onion" was wonderful! I won't go into all of the details, except to say I not only had a great time with the guy I was supposed to meet there, but I had an even better time with Ron, the gentleman who I had met that was 6'6" tall. It was fun being with him, because even with my 6" platform shoes on, I was shorter than he was. As we went through the evening, my attention tended to go toward Ron, which was fine with me. We drank and danced and had a good time. As we were getting ready to dance one time I asked if he minded if I took my shoes off as my feet were really getting sore. Ron replied, "Not at all, you can take off whatever you want." I said, "I think the shoes will be all." We then headed to the dance floor where they were playing some "old" disco music. I was really enjoying myself when a nice slow song came on. I started to leave the floor when Ron took my hand and pulled me back. Ron then said, "We need to dance to these too." He then pulled me next to him and said for me to wrap my arms around his neck. As I did I began to wish I still had my shoes on as I now was dancing next to this 6'6" tall handsome man on my toes. As we danced Ron placed one hand on my waist and the other on my ass, where he began to gently massage me. As he massaged me I could feel myself beginning to get an erection which scared me to death. It was obvious he felt it too, as Ron said, "I feel something that is good, and maybe we can get it to relax if I massage you with both hands." With that he dropped his other hand down on my ass and began to play with both butt cheeks. It wasn't long before I could feel the pre-cum beginning to flow. Fortunately, the music stopped. I then insisted we head back to where we were sitting. After about another 30 minutes of talking with Ron I announced it was time to go home, alone. Ron said, sure he understood. I should also tell you that through the course of the evening, I had informed Ron all about my time with Yvonne, as that will be important later. Ron walked me to my car, and gave me a great deep kiss and thanked me for a great evening. He then told me he would be back next Thursday night and he hoped I would be too. I told him I would probably be there and then headed home. As I got home and walked in my apartment I found a note had been dropped through the mail slot. It was a note card that read: "I hope Michelle had a great time, but I hope tomorrow night Michael has a better time. Can't wait to go to the movies." Of course the note was signed by, Yvonne. I went to my bedroom, got undressed and removed the nail polish from my toenails and went to sleep. I awoke the next morning, feeling a bit tired, but all in all I felt really satisfied. I had enjoyed the previous evening and knew that today was going to be a great day. I got dressed as usual and went to work. When I got to the office I jumped right into the day's tasks. I was getting a great deal accomplished, when about 10:00 AM the General Manager's secretary called me on the telephone and told me the GM wanted to see me at 11:30. I asked what it was in reference too, and was told she wasn't sure. Getting information like that is nerve racking. So, for the next 1 ½ hours, I tried to work, but kept wondering what was awaiting me. Finally, at the appointed moment I headed to the GM's office. When I got there the secretary told me to have a seat, and the GM would be with me shortly. After what seemed to be an eternity, the GM came out and invited me into his office. Sitting in the office with the GM with my supervisor and his boss. This setting really caused me to start shaking. The GM began the meeting. He said; let me begin by telling you this is a good meeting, so nothing bad is going to happen. He explained they were creating a new position, called a "Regional Manager's Coordinator." He then went on to explain the position and ended by offering me the job. He explained it would come with a nice raise and more responsibility, which could open a lot of doors. He also added that it would entail a bit of travel, but nothing major. He then asked if I would like the job. Of course I said, yes. He stood up, shook my hand and told me I would be starting Monday, and that my new boss would be getting with me on Monday. He then told me to take the rest of the day off. What a great day this was going to be. I went back to my little work area, and was as happy as could be. I put my things away and headed out the door. As I was heading home I decided to make the night special and treat it like a first date. I stopped by a florist and picked up some flowers, and headed on home. When I got to my apartment I decided I would take a little rest and be all ready for the night. I fell asleep and woke up as planned. I dressed and went next door to Yvonne's at 7:30 PM, just like we had agreed. As she opened the door I handed her the flowers and said hello. She took them and said, "Oh thank you, this is so sweet, you didn't need to." I said I wanted to make this evening special. It was then that I noticed how good she looked. She was wearing a cute little pink skirt and a little T-top. She looked as sweet as could be. As I looked at her I noticed she had also put some very blond highlights in her hair as well, she looked beautiful. I asked if she was ready to go, and she was. As we drove to the movie she asked me about the night before, and how it went. I told her it was good evening, but I was sure tonight was going to be better. She said, "I hope so." We chatted all the way to the movie. I don't remember what we saw, but I do know that during the course of the movie Yvonne took my hand and placed it on her bare thigh, and began to gently rub it up and down her thigh. She then leaned over and asked me for my other hand. I gave it to her and she placed it on her thigh as well, but then slid it up under her skirt, where I soon found out there were no panties between me and her sweet spot. She then whispered in my ear, "Why don't you put your finger in there for me?" I didn't say a thing, just gently began to massage her as she requested. It wasn't long before she began to quiver and shortly thereafter, I could feel her orgasm erupting deep inside of her. I continued to massage her and finally I gently pulled out her moistened finger out and held it to her lips. But she then took my finger and pushed it over to me and said, "Oh no, you have to taste this now, it will wet your appetite for later." I have to tell you I could not resist. Soon the movie was over. As we walked out Yvonne said to me, "Well did you like your snack?" I said, "Sure, but now I am hungry." Yvonne then suggested we stop by the night club across the street from the movies and have a couple of drinks to relax us for when we get home. Feeling very secure in the immediate future, I agreed. I had no idea what I was about to do. As we ordered our drinks, Yvonne then asked me what I was wearing under my pants. I told her some men's briefs. She then said, "That will never do for our love making session tonight." She then reached deep into the bottom of her purse and pulled out a pair of little pink panties and handed them to me. She then said in a soft seductive voice, "If you want a better taste of what you already have had tonight, you need to go to the bathroom and put these panties on and bring me back your briefs." I paused for a moment, and then agreed. I was off to the bathroom, and in a few minutes I was back without any problem. We finished our drink and as we got up to leave, she took my briefs and handed them to me to carry out. She said, "Now all I have to do is get you ready to be my lesbian lover tonight. I bet you will look great in a little teddy." I didn't mind as I knew something wonderful was about to happen. I guess we have to see where my little panty clad bottom goes next...