Are You Trying Turning Me Into A Sissy

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Chapter 42 - Adapting.

On Monday I dressed casually and spent time fiddling with my hair and make-up.  Jess came over for a couple of hours and gave me some pointers.  It seems that her relationship with Clare was not going to go anywhere.  Jess had discovered that she had been seeing someone else as well.  

"We never said that we were exclusive but I did expect a bit more respect than that," was her comment.  

On Tuesday I walked to the shops to buy groceries and just to test the waters.  It felt good but my feet were sore by the time that I got home. High heels required practice.  On Wednesday I met Jess for coffee at lunchtime and did some window shopping.  

On Thursday I devoted the day to catching up with some work and did some laundry.  I cooked Victoria an elaborate dinner and she gave me a critique on the clothes and make-up.  

We were sitting having a glass of wine in the lounge when she said that she had a present for me.  She went to get her briefcase and produced a new mobile phone. 

 "You need to keep your old number because of work but I thought that Melissa should have her own phone and number."  

It was a very fancy gadget in a sparkly, very girly case.  "Purple seems to be your color of choice."  

On Friday I had no plans and was bored.  I decided to take a chance and went to visit one of my clients.  They knew that I had changed my look but were a bit surprised to see me in person.  

I went for a coffee with the client and they said that they were very impressed with my new look and very convincing.  I was elated.  After dinner that evening, we sat with a glass of wine.  "Jess phoned me today," said Victoria.  

"What did she say?"  

"She wants me to go with her to get her nipples done." 

 "Wow.  Why you?"  

I was puzzled, why not me?  

"I don't know, maybe it's because I've had it done.  You know that we have spoken and talked about all sorts of things, confided in each other.  Just the same as you have done with her."  

"I have and she never tells me what you have confided in her."  

"I know and for the first time in my life, I have someone that I feel free to tell anything at all and know that it is between the two of us. She has told me stuff as well.  Some of it would put more curls in your hair."  

"I suppose that she had told you about her early sexual experiments?"  

"Possibly but I can neither confirm nor deny anything."   

 Victoria:

The following day I met Jess at the coffee shop.  

"Are you ready and are you sure about this?" 

 "I am nervous but after seeing yours I know that I want the same thing. I have read a lot about it and I want it.  I have taken painkillers."  

After coffee, we went to the tattoo shop.  For the first time, I learned that her name was Zoe.  Jess explained what she wanted to be done and was asked about thickness. 

 "The same as hers." 

 "What size were they?" 

 I said, "I don't know."  And I pulled off my shirt and unfastened my bra. I have no idea what has gotten into me.  I never hesitated.  Zoe lifted one of my breasts to check.  

"Okay, I have that size."  Jess just stared at me.  "What?" I asked.  "Vic, that was so erotic, her touching you like that and seeing your nipples done again.  I really want them.  When will you be able to change them for rings?"  

"A couple of months I think, once they have properly healed.  I have not let Missy anywhere near them yet but I know they are so sensitive. As I told you I can sometimes feel them at work and it gives me a flush. I get damp and I have never felt so randy."  

"I want that too but I want to be able to have rings.  I know that it is slutty but I have had the same dream a couple of times. 

 I am out in the pub or a club wearing a tight T-shirt with a pair of rings about an inch in diameter that everyone can see and all of the people are staring at them.  I doubt if I could do it but it's a great dream."  

I laughed.  "Well one day maybe we can go somewhere no one will recognise us and do that together."  

Zoe came back and I held Jess's hand while the deed was done and she screamed!  They looked great and very sexy and I realized that mine must look the same.  It turned me on to think about it.  

"Anything else whilst you are here?  

A tattoo or another piercing, perhaps?"  

"I'm not keen on tattoos at this stage, at least on me, and I do not like eyebrow piercings or that sort of thing," replied Jess.  

"Well there are other piercing options," said Zoe.  Jess and I looked at each other and I said, "I know that there are other more intimate piercings but I know nothing about them."  "I have a picture, a chart thing.  

Hang on here it is."  And she produced exactly that, a diagram that showed the various types of piercings possible for a woman's intimate areas.  We both stared at it in awe.  There was a brief conversation but nothing else.  Jess was getting dressed as I paid for her piercings.  

Zoe asked how my partner was and I replied, "She is fine thank you.  I was just here supporting Jess." 

 "Ah. Okay.  Sorry, I did not mean to be nosey but I wondered if the two of you were an item?"  "Jess?  No, she is just a friend." 

 "I'm sorry, I assumed that you were a couple, the way that you treated each other."  

"Is your interest in Jess more personal?" 

 "Yes.  Would that be a problem?"  

"You would have to ask her."  We left the tattoo parlor and adjourned to the pub nearby.  We ordered two drinks and huddled in the corner, "Did Zoe ask for your number?" 

 "How did you know? Yes."  

"She asked if we were a couple, apparently we looked as if we were. When I said that we weren't I suggested that she spoke to you.  She is very attractive, although all of her tattoos don't do it for me."  

Jess sat for a moment.  

"She is very sexy and to be honest I would not be unhappy if she called me.  She is a bit older than me though."  

"What a cheek I doubt if she is any older than me." 

 "That is true.  You seem to be showing some interest and assessing women.  If you are changing your mind don't forget that I am first in the queue,"  and she laughed.  

"Not over your crush yet?"  

"I thought that I was, but recent events would suggest that I may not be, but I value your friendship too much to ruin that.  In any case, Melissa would be angry?"  

"Probably."  I sent Melissa a message and suggested that she join us.  She did so and we stayed in the pub for a couple of hours.    

Melissa.

On Sunday Victoria and I went shopping.  We spent a fortune on new outfits, shoes, and some jewelry.  The jewelry included a ring to replace my male wedding band.  Sex was always there almost every night.  Victoria and I were very much in love.  

The next week was much the same.  I practiced make-up, walking, and mannerisms.  I cooked and cleaned.  I went for lunch with Clive who I did software work for.  He had said that he wanted to meet Melissa and be supportive so had offered to buy me lunch.  We had a long chat about my change of appearance and he complimented me.  

"I am very impressed and would never have known that you were not as you seem.  I would have made a move on you in a bar."  He had some ideas to develop something that I would be able to help with.  "I have another project and we need to produce a short video and some still shots but we have a very limited budget. The hairdressers and beauticians want a lot for the work that we need and I cannot afford their rates.  

You work for many salons do you know anyone who would be interested?"  "Actually my girlfriend wants to get into that area of work and is very good, but I don't want her to work for buttons."  

"Girlfriend?  Have you and your wife split up?"  "No we are still very much in love and she is supportive but one of the girls at a salon where I'm based has been helping me and is a good friend to Victoria and myself."  

"That's a relief I would imagine that you need all the support that you can get at the moment.  I did not mean to imply that I wanted something for nothing.  I was hoping to pay a rate of about £60 an hour but the people we have spoken to are looking for double that."  

"How much work is there?" I asked.  

"We hoped to shoot everything in one day and I expect that there would be about ten hours of work."  

"My friend Jess is a hard worker and very skilled.  She has just qualified as both a hairdresser and a beautician and I think that she would do a good job for you.  I'll speak to her and get her to call you." 

I arranged to meet Jess for lunch the following day but did not tell her why.  When Victoria got home I told her about my meeting, the prospect of extra work for me, and Clive's support and compliments.  

Needless to say, she said that she thought that coming out would not be the problem that I had expected.  I also told her about the possible work for Jess.  She thought that it was a great idea.  

At lunch, I explained the job to Jess.  

"Are you serious?  Ten hours of work and getting £60 an hour would be amazing.  I'll phone him this afternoon."  

During lunch, she told me about Zoe, the tattooist, who had called her and asked for a date. 

 "She is a beautiful girl but has a lot of tattoos.  Don't you go wild and try to catch up with her."  

"She is lovely but I don't fancy tattoos for myself.  I do fancy her though." 

 "Be safe and let me know how you get on with her and Clive." 

 I went into the salon and introduced myself to the staff as Melissa. 

They were great.  After being there for about 90 minutes I left feeling confident about working there next week.  I did what every woman does in such circumstances, went shopping.    

Victoria and I had a quiet weekend and Jess came over on Sunday to do our hair and nails.  

We spent time talking about my dress style and what we might be able to do with my hair. 

 "Are you up for me doing some more work on your eyebrows?" 

Jess asked.  "What else can you do there is not that much left?"  

"Oh, there is still some that I could thin out.  I could use your laser thing that would solve the problem of them growing back."  

"I might want them to grow back," I replied.  

"I have my doubts about that.  But you didn't answer."  "Okay, just a little."  Jess smiled and I suspect so did Victoria.  They talked quietly as Jess worked.  Then Jess asked, "Have you thought about some lip fillers?"  "No.  You don't approve of cosmetic surgery." 

 "No, but I was just asking.  You could get a little nose job that would make your nose cute.  That, I would approve of."  I was stunned.  "You could get your Adam's apple shaved at the same time," said Victoria.  "But it's not really that noticeable is it."  

"I doubt if it would make much difference really," said Jess.  My eyebrows were much thinner, and although they looked great, I was concerned about how long it would take before I could look like a guy again.    

Chapter 43 - Temporary job. 

Monday saw me back at work properly.  The Salon where my office was based was closed on Mondays so I decided to go and visit three of my other clients.  I got a good reception at two of them and left the third with the feeling that I may lose them  

As I was walking back to the office I decided that I didn't care too much.  I had made a huge life-altering decision and if that was the consequence, so be it.  I was proud that I had come a long way.  

As I walked past the shoe shop where Natalie works I saw her and waved. She looked puzzled and then I realized that she did not recognize me.  I felt confident enough to go and introduce myself.  She was astonished and asked loads of questions.  

"I have a pair of shoes that you would love," she led me into the shop and showed me a pair of heels.  

Four-inch slender heels, like a court shoe with a peep toe.  They were made from fabric and very colorful floral patterns of pink yellows and pale blues.  They were lovely, very feminine and I bought them.  I was home before Victoria and had made some food.  

I decided to change and I showered and put on clean underwear, a suspender belt, nude stockings, a bra, and French-cut panties.  I re-did my make-up and slipped into a sleeveless summery dress which was similar to the new shoes.  

I had not worn the dress before and had forgotten just how short it was.    

Victoria.

I had had a very tricky day and was looking forward to a nice glass of wine and hoped that Melissa had had the chance to get some food ready. I hope that she had had a good day.  

My husband had disappeared and been replaced by a partner, wife, girlfriend, and lover.  Just what was she now?  

I was stunned when I saw her.  

"Wow, what a beautiful sight.  You look lovely.  I had forgotten that the dress was so short.  I don't remember the shoes though."  

We ate dinner and chatted about our respective days.  I was impressed with his attitude to work and her confidence in buying new shoes, although admit to being a little jealous of them. She took a size bigger shoe than I did so I would not even be able to borrow or steal them.  

"I was thinking about what you are now.  I cannot think of you or call you my husband."  

She replied, "I'm your sissy." 

 "Yes you are and I meant to ask you about the ankle chain.  You are going to be out and about and it will be visible.  I think that you should remove it in case anyone sees it.  It could be awkward for you."  

"I had not thought about that.  I will still be your sissy though." 

 "Yes but what are you, wife, girlfriend, partner?"  

"I hate partner.  Can I be your wife?"  

"Of course, how lovely of you."  

"I still want to wear an ankle chain so I'll go and pick one this week. I also still want to be marked as your sissy and I have an idea."  

"Don't do anything silly."  Later Jess phoned and spoke to Victoria.  

"Jess is coming over better get another glass." 

When she arrived she sat on the sofa, whipped off her shoes, and tucked her legs underneath herself.  She was more smartly dressed than when she was not working.  

"Thanks for being my friends, I love it here you make me feel so welcome.  I do worry that I am here too often and annoy you." 

"I can only speak for myself.  I love you being here." 

 "Me too," added Victoria.  

"So what is the big news?"  

"Two things.  First I have been out with Zoe a couple of times.  She is great and I may need you to cover for me with my Dad if that is not asking too much."  

"So I assume that would be so that you can spend the night with her?"  

I asked.  

"Yes.  I have had sex with her and it's great.  I plan on doing it some more.  She has taught me a couple of new things."  

"Enough," cried Victoria, "We don't need the details."  

"I wouldn't mind hearing the details," 

I added.  "But that is because you are a pervert.  What was the other thing?"  

"I went to see your friend Clive today and he took me to lunch.  He's a nice guy but he asked me loads of questions about you and our relationship. 

 I told him that I had nothing to share with him except that you and Victoria were very good friends of mine."  "Thank you for that," said Victoria.  "He seems very supportive towards you though.  I got the impression that he knows someone else who has transitioned. 

He told me about the job that he has.  There is too much work for one person with all of the hair and make-up but I told him that I would do the job and bring someone else with me to assist." 

 "That's great.  What about money if you don't mind me asking?" 

 "I think that there should be about seven or eight hours of work and then some hanging around to do touch-ups.  He has offered me and whoever I go with £1000 and I supply the cosmetics."  

"Do you think that is fair?"  

"It's a lot of money, well £500 is a lot for me and it would give me experience and if I'm there for ten hours it's still more than I earn at the salon by a long way." 

 "Do you have someone in mind to help you?"  

"There are a couple of girls from college who might do it.  There's no one at the salon I would want to ask except for Julie.  Julie is brilliant, I like her, and we would make a good team.  What do you think?"  

"I think that she would be happy to earn some extra cash.  You know that she likes you too, don't you?"  

"Yes.  I'm going to ask her tomorrow.  Thanks, both of you.  I needed to tell someone and talk it through and once again you two have helped. Next time I will bring wine."  

"Jess we both enjoy your company and it is our pleasure to help you."  

The next day was very scary as I was learning the ropes of the job from Mary.  The rest of the girls were great but said very little at first. By mid-afternoon, they were asking all sorts of questions although I did not answer all of them.  Julie caught me in the break room.  

"The girls seem to have taken to you and you to them pretty well, apart from Janice." 

 "She does not like me but then she had always been a bit grumpy."  

"If she doesn't like things she can leave.  She is good but not a great team player I wouldn't be unhappy if she left." 

 "I hope that's not because of me."  

"I suspect that this is the last straw but I don't care and in any case now that Jess is about finished her apprenticeship she can take over her clients and probably make a better job of them.  Actually, that is unfair.  

I suspect that Jess is going to be the best hairdresser here and she has all the beautician skills as well.  She told me about your friend Clive and the job he offered her.  Did you know that she has asked me to help her?" 

 "She mentioned that she was going to speak to you.  She thinks that you are the best hairdresser that she has seen but she worried about insulting you by the money on offer."  "I hope that you told her that I don't make that much in an hour!"    

The next couple of days were busy learning Mary's role and about the everyday stuff that happened in the salon.  

I realized that despite my knowledge of the books, stock, etc I did not know very much.  A couple of things I saw did make me think and I wondered if I could make some improvements once I was more settled.  

On Thursday I dropped in at the tattoo parlour and spoke to Zoe.  She agreed to my idea and had time to carry out my request there and then.  

I was in a robe wearing panties, a bra, and a pair of bedroom mules when Victoria arrived home.  

"Why are you dressed like that?"  "I told you that I still wanted to be your sissy and wear an ankle chain. So I have done something about it."  I put my foot up onto a chair and she checked the new ankle chain.  It was a bit heavier than the one that I had worn until now.  

"Well, it's plain but possibly more noticeable."  

"I don't care about that.  But look what else I have done," I opened the robe and pointed to the first tattoo.  Victoria looked puzzled and then she noticed that Zoe had added some script that looked like veins on the butterflies wings.  

It said 'Sissy'.  

"Oh, what have you done?"  

She looked annoyed. 

 "It's okay, no one is ever going to be that close.  Trying to explain the tattoos would be difficult.  It states clearly what I am and I am proud.  I love you."  

She obviously thought about it and said, "You are right as usual.  Well done. Very brave."    

Friday was much the same as earlier in the week and Victoria was working late so when we finished Jess and I went to an early dinner.  "Are you seeing Zoe later?" 

 "Yes.  I'm glad that she has to work tomorrow as well though."  "Why?"  

"Well, I have to work tomorrow.  The fact that she has to work tomorrow will mean that we get some sleep.  She is insatiable."  

"So you are staying the night?  Is she good to you?"  

"Yes to both.  I don't love her but we are very sexually compatible and she has taught me a few things." 

 "That's enough for you to share with your sister."  Victoria and I had a quiet weekend although we did go out dancing and I enjoyed it.  We were chatted up by a couple of guys and laughed about it afterward.  If only they knew.  

On Tuesday it was fairly quiet in the salon until Mary collapsed.  She seemed okay but we were worried and I was able to help her.  We called her husband to come and take her to the hospital.  

Later that day he phoned Julie with an update.  She had a problem and had been ordered to rest.  Her maternity leave had started early.  Julie and I discussed it and I assured her that I would manage as long as she did not mind me checking things with her. 

 As it turns out I did not have to check very much and within a few days I introduced a new idea to provide a better service to regular clients.  The staff thought that it was a good idea, well apart from Janice.  Jess and Julie went to work for Clive and came back excited.  

They had watched a photo and movie shoot, done the hair and make-up, and been well paid.  One of the cameramen had been impressed with their work and said that he would recommend them if the chance arose.