“I’ve got a special client who just ordered a girl matching your description. If you’ll follow me into the other room I start getting you dressed as I fill you in.”
I follow Kikio with great interest, wondering what my first partner as shemale will be and, more immediately, how I’m going to be dressed. The room Kikio takes me to is a bedroom with a closet full of outfits. I sit down on the edge of the bed as Kikio instructs me and watch as she starts pulling out items.
“I hope you don’t mind me helping you dress. We’re running a little behind schedule and most girls take a long time getting ready their first few trips.” Kikio asked as she lifted up my legs and slid on a pair of black lace panties. I nod in agreement and wait for her to continue.
“Those look like double D’s to me,” Kikio said to herself as she cupped my new breasts in her hands before turning back towards her dresser, “Anyone who finds out about our little service can use it, in fact to date we haven’t turned down a customer. So far, all of our clients have been men but that’s no longer the case.”
“You mean my first….?” I ask Kikio as she turns back to me and seals away my twins in a matching black bra.
“That’s right, you’re first client is going to be our first female client. Her name is Jennifer and she’s 21 years old.”
I couldn’t help but be silent for a moment. Not even a day ago I was a middle age man who could have never even dreamed of getting close to a girl that age without looking creepy. Now I was a fit, blonde haired beauty and she was actually willing to pay to meet me.
Kikio pulled a red cocktail dress out and turned to show it to me but when she turned all she did was smile. Her smile confused me at first but when I finally realized what she was smiling about I couldn’t help but smile as well, though mine was in part out of embarrassment.
It turns out the idea of my transformation, my new body, and my upcoming date were even more exciting to me then I had thought and in my leaned back posture the tent that had formed in my panties was even more apparent then it would have been otherwise.
“I see this job meets with your approval.” Kikio said with a laugh.
I tried to calm myself, but it was not an easy task. I was still used to my old body so the sight of my now nearly foot long cock pushing dangerously against my soft panties was a beautiful sight which only became more aw inspiring by the fact that I couldn’t help but see this marvel juxtaposed to my luscious mounds. All I could think about was how dearly I wanted to reach down and release a torrent of white goo inside my clean black panties but I could sense Kikio was getting more and more anxious as we fell further behind schedule so instead I simply filled my mind with the unsexy world of local politics.
“Now that you’re ready, stand up so we can get you into this dress. We’ve still got nylons, shoes, make up, and hair left so chop chop.”
“Do you know anything else about her?” I asked Kikio as she helped me slip into the sexy cocktail gown she had selected for me.
“Who? Oh, Jennifer? She provided the service with a good enough description that I’ll be able to guide you to her when we arrive at the meeting place.”
“Is that all?” I asked nervously
“That’s all you NEED to know. I’m in a good mood though so listen: the only other thing I know is that when asked why she was interested in our services, she said she was a local university student and wanted to do a little experimenting. Sounds fun, right?”
Oh god, I thought to myself, all this and she’s a college coed! This just keeps getting kinkier!
“Damn it Sarah, am I going to need to tape that down?” Kikio asked in a half serious tone.
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