Date: Sun, 30 Oct 2022 13:29:40 +0000 (UTC) From: Rachelle Naughty Subject: A Career Change Chapter 5 This is a work of fiction depicting sexual acts between consenting adults, aged eighteen and over. There are no similarities to anyone real or living, other than myself who is the main character, set in deep running fantasy. There are depictions of unprotected sex and smoking. I do not condone either, as each is an individual's choice. Constructive feedback welcome at rachellenaughty@yahoo.com. Also, support Nifty with a donation if you are able. A Career Change Chapter 5 -- Home Sweet Home I opened the door hoping for no surprises to find not just a hotel room but an apartment. This was too nice for someone who agreed to stay for two months, I thought to myself. I was expecting a basic hotel room. The kitchen area was inside the door to the right. The main living space had large windows, a gas fireplace, and nice furniture, The bedroom, with a king-sized bed was to the left, separated by French doors. There was a sliding glass door which went out onto a semi-private, large balcony. It was semi-private in that the only way to see onto the balcony was to be at eye level looking at the building, and there were only trees behind the building. There was a large bathroom with a soaking tub and a separate shower. There was a door to the right in the main living area that went to another room which was a basic, no frills hotel room with a queen-sized bed. There was a door at the far end of the room which led to the hallway. The bathroom was a standard hotel bathroom with a floor drain in the middle of the room. The door locked from my side. I locked it and didn't think much about it. I went into the bathroom to pee when I remembered I had a chastity cage on. I can't stand and pee, so I had to sit down and wipe the chastity cage off afterwards. I shook my head in disbelief. I am really doing this. Am I dreaming? I looked in the vanity drawers. It was stocked with women's shaving cream, razors, lotions, and deodorant. The apartment had very feminine touches. The bathroom towels were pastel pink, the bed linens various shades of pastel yellows and pink, with a floral bedspread. The windows had screens and they opened. I cracked a window and looked around some more. There was a small refrigerator with a few bottles of white wine and a mini bar which had enough of the basics. I opened a bottle of wine and poured myself a glass. I am not a wine person, but after giving seven blowjobs to total strangers, I needed something to calm down. I found a note, it was from Carla. `Rachelle, I hope you had fun at happy hour tonight. I had your room stocked with a few necessities. A couple bottles of wine, a pack of cigarettes, fresh fruit, and a basic wardrobe of panties, a few robes, slippers, and baby dolls for lounging around. Let me know if you need something else. You agreed to stay for two months, we will get you a better wardrobe. Do not sleep in your makeup. In the bathroom vanity there are wipes to remove it. Do that before bed. Dinner will be brought to your room for seven. Please fill out the attached information forms and read the instruction sheets-these are important. This is the fastest way for us to get to know you and to get you started on the right foot. Try to relax and get a good night's sleep. I will come for you tomorrow morning at ten. Please be showered and ready to start learning.' Carla. I looked at the clock. It was 655. Just then there was a knock at the door. Dinner! I opened the door, not even thinking how I looked. "Room service for Ms. Rachelle," the young man said in a pleasant accent. "Yes, thank you, please put it on the table. I am sorry I don't have any money for a tip," just then remembering the tips I received before. I grabbed ten dollars and gave it to him. "Thank you," the young man said. He wished me a good night and left. I took the lid off my dinner. A chicken Caesar salad with the tiniest amount of dressing and no croutons. Carla said I need to lose weight and that starts now it would appear. I took all the clothes off, hanging the skirt and the blouse. I left the bra with the forms on. I found it intriguing to have a bust line. I donned a pink robe which was hanging in the bathroom for the evening. After dinner I lit up a cigarette and sat in the living area with a second glass of wine. Two was my limit. I sat on the couch to fill out the information forms. It was a questionnaire about sexual likes and dislikes. The answers were either a `firm yes' or `firm no' or a `maybe' with a place to write down how likely you would engage in that specific activity or limitations. I checked a firm no to scat play - that isn't for me. For golden showers I was a yes with limits. I always wanted to be urinated on, but I am not drinking someone else's pee. Kissing and being intimate was a yes. Being restrained or tied up I checked off yes with limits. These questions were like something I filled out on a website years ago. Have you had a threesome? Have you had more than a threesome? A gang bang was a yes with limits, although I had only been with two men at once one time many years ago. It has been my fantasy to be used by a group of mature men. There was a page and half of activities, after completing the form, I felt very vanilla when I looked at the list of activities, and I only agreed with a small percentage. I finished the forms and read the instructions. I am to shave my face daily, legs, arms, and armpits as needed. In the side dresser is a set of butt plugs, dildos, and some lube. I am to start with the smaller plugs and work my way up. Use these two to three times a day when not in the spa. In the bedroom is a full makeup selection with lighted mirrors. Start to get familiar with how the products work and apply them. There is an enema bulb in the bathroom vanity. Read the instructions. I am to cleanse myself when needed before training or work. Practice walking in heels and finally, work on my mannerisms, particularly crossing my legs when sitting, how I stand, and moving my arms. Start acting more femininely and speaking in a more feminine voice. That last one is the toughest one of all I thought. I then reflected on all that transpired since ten this morning. I gave seven blow jobs today, one as a `guy' and six as a crossdresser. I swallowed each of them. I am a cock slut I thought. I always was since an early age. I knew deep down I love cock. I was really enjoying the cigarette as the smoke filled the room air. It brought me back to the days when I would steal my mother's cigarettes when I was younger and wear her lingerie while smoking them. That made me think about my early start in crossdressing and then I questioned why I was married to a woman in the first place. I looked at myself in the mirror and thought you are completely smooth. My body hair has been completely removed. For a long time, I always wanted to be this way. I ran my hands over my smooth legs. Being smooth had me excited and if my little cock weren't contained, it would be hard right now, I thought. I was feeling horny as I undid the front close bra to expose my bare chest which looked very much like small breasts now that the hair was gone. I played with my nipples, caressing, and pinching them, which made me hornier. I went the bedroom and grabbed a good-sized dildo and some lube. I got on the bed facing the mirror, straddling the dildo. I applied lube to the dildo and my asshole after removing the plug. I then worked the dildo into my ass. I went too big I thought but it eventually slipped in. I thought to myself how I love that feeling of being filled. I played with my nipples as I looked at myself in the mirror, grinding away on the dildo. Could I cum in the chastity cage I thought? I worked on the dildo for about ten minutes, feeling my cock tingle inside the cage. So close I thought but it isn't happening. I stopped and cleaned myself up. Laying back down on the bed. I dozed off and woke up about midnight. It was the second glass of wine that did it. I don't drink much at all. I took off my makeup and went to bed. I was relaxed enough to sleep. I wondered what the training involves as I drifted off to sleep.