Becoming Her
Read the storyI woke in total darkness. I could feel my naked skin beneath silken covers. A light comes on, showing a table across the room. I rise and walk to it and find it covered in female clothing and accessories. I find myself reaching out for them. With each piece of clothing I put on, I can feel myself change, conforming to the clothing. Once I step into the 5 inch heels, another light comes on, highlighting a vanity table. I walk over to it, the heels and hip-swaying walk they induce feeling as natural as breathing. I seat myself in front of the mirror and begin applying cosmetics as if I had always used them. As I finished my lips with the glistening red lip gloss, I stood and turned to the newest light, shining above a full length mirror. I watched the seductive gait of the beautiful woman who walked toward it, finally realizing, it was me. And thus began my life as Frank Morris' personal bimbo secretary.