Date: Tue, 31 Jul 2007 22:58:56 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rebel Doll <rando1000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Feminine Persuasion Part 1, TG

Feminine Persuasion
By Rachael

Chapter 1

One must look back at events in their life and laugh at times. One must
even remember those that have come into there life and smile about them.
But when someone has had such an impact on your life that you can no longer
go back to how things were before them, you are forced to remember them
everyday just by looking at yourself in the mirror, and seeing their
physical effect on you.

I remember a person that at one time was just my hot next door neighbor at
my apartment building, Ann. I can recall the first time I saw her. I had
just moved into my studio apartment and I was carrying some groceries from
my car and she walk by. It was like a scene in a movie. Time slowed down,
my heart beat jumped up, and she just walked by me and smiled. Her hair
seemed to glide through the air like a woman in a shampoo commercial, she
seemed to glow like she was royalty and her smell was something that stuck
with me for days. And I couldn't help but notice that we were about the
same height. I remember thinking of her later at home and wondering about
her. What was she like? Did she have a boyfriend or a husband? Any kids?
How old was she? I was shocked to find out later that she only lived right
across the hall from me.  The only thing stopping me from hitting on her
was that I had just gotten out of a relationship that seemed to crash my
whole world.

I was engaged with a girl that I thought was the love of my life, until I
found out she didn't feel the same way about me, and was having an
affair. I moved out, changed jobs, and tried to pick up the pieces of my
life anew. I began working in a warehouse at a retail store working nights.
It paid ok, enough to live in a shoebox apartment, and put food in my tummy
and gas in my car. I had started looking very mountain mannish.  From my
depression, my hair grew to a little past my shoulders and looked a mess,
my face was covered by a thick facial hair, and I had even put on weight. I
had a bear belly from trying to drink my sorrows away, love handles, man
boobs, fat ass and thighs, and I was also hairy all over, plus I was only
five foot seven. I could understand why such a beautiful girl like my
neighbor wouldn't want anything to do with me, let alone any women.

I had lived in my apartment for about 6 months until Ann finally spoke to
me. I had just gotten off work and was walking up to my apartment from the
parking garage and I was on my cell phone arguing with my ex about some of
my things she had of mine that I was trying to get back. It was very hard
to talk to her anyways, and it didn't help that she was being so cold
hearted to me, making sure to tell me how much she loved the man she was
still fucking that she cheated on me with. I got so angry at her, that I
hung up the phone and began to cry a little in the hallway of my door. I
felt a hand on my shoulder and turned around to find Ann, pulling me in for
a hug. I began to cry as she held me. This woman was a total stranger to
me, but opened her self open to me to just hold me as I cried.

"Shhh. Everything will be OK. What's your name?"

"Eric," as I sniffled and wiped my tears away.

"Well Eric, I'm Ann. Please come inside and tell what's wrong. You seem
like such a good guy, and I hate to see good people hurting."

We went inside her place and the first thing that hit me was the sweet
smell of her perfume, intoxicating the entire apartment. She held onto my
arm and escorted me to her couch. We sat down and she sat next to me,
handing me some tissues from a box on the coffee table. I told her the
story of my ex and that I was still cared for her, even though she had
treated me so awful. I went on to tell her that it was also hard to meet
another woman, and that my appearance was fault to that, plus my self
esteem. She just sat and listened to me, the whole time with her hand on my
leg.

"I hate for you to see me like this, especially a woman as beautiful as
yourself."

"Well if I didn't know any better, I'd say you were coming on to me."

"No, just stating the facts."

"Aren't you just the charmer? Say, how about I cook us some food, maybe
which will cheer you up. And I'll follow it up with some ice cream?"

"Sounds great, but I'd hate to put you through so much trouble just for
me."

"Nonsense, I was going to cook anyways for myself, and I don't have company
that often. Plus it would be a great way to get to know one another. What
do you say?"

"I'd say yes, just as long as I can help you."

"Deal!"

We cooked some spaghetti, bread and salad, followed up with some white wine
and some chocolate ice-cream afterwards. We talked and ate, and then I even
helped her with the dishes and the trash. I found out that she had moved to
LA from Kansas to try to act and didn't really know anyone. She said where
she was from; people helped each other and cared for their neighbors,
family and friends. I ended up staying over until late into the morning. I
told her how I would like to meet someone new but I didn't think that I was
ready. She said that she would like to help me as long as I was willing.
The only catch was that we had to get to know one another better.

After that night, we started to hang out a lot. We would go out for coffee,
go to the store together, cook for each other, watch movies, and just stay
up and talk. This became the norm for us. All the while she would give me
small pointers on how to help my self. Before I met her, my place was a
disaster. She came in and helped me clean up and even went to the store
with me as a bought a few things for my place to keep it looking clean and
more organized. I began washing my clothes more often, and taking better
care of my self, but I was still hairy and fat by my standards. Ann said
she would help with this too.

One night at her place, we were watching some movies we had rented. I was
sitting on the floor in front of her and she sat on her couch. She was
running her fingers through my hair and kept saying how soft and pretty it
was. As I guy, I didn't know what to say to the except for "thanks." Ann
then went on to say that I had some split ends and that she could cut them
off and also try to get my hair a little neater looking. I didn't care at
that moment, as I was very into the movie that was on. She brushed and cut
and combed and cut until she was done. She told me to go into the bathroom
to see what I thought. She did a pretty good job, it was now shoulder
length, all straight, and seemed to look good no matter how I wore it. Ann
went on to say that she could have done a better job if I didn't have so
much facial hair. I told her that I thought that it was time for it to go
as well. She said she could help with my eyebrows, but I had to shave my
face. Ann then pulled to her couch and had me lay my head in her lap as she
plucked my eyebrows. She told me they were two caterpillars sitting on my
face. When she was done, they did look 100% better and the made me look a
little younger in the eyes. They were now thinner and arched. Ann then
handed me an electric razor and a regular ladies razor and I went into her
bathroom. I used the electric razor to get the bulk of the facial hair off,
and I also tried to line up my side burns a little. Then, I used Ann's lady
razor to shave my face smooth. I almost didn't recognize myself. It was
more like looking at a new me, thanks to Ann. As I exited to the bathroom,
Ann came running up to me and hugged me, saying how good I looked while
rubbing her hands all over my new soft face. She was also rubbing the side
of her face along the side of mine, somewhere in the middle of this, we
kissed. We kissed and held each other. Ann stopped for a brief moment to
drag me to her couch, where she pushed me down on my back and jumped on top
of me only to begin kissing me even more passionately. We must have made
out until morning. When we finally stopped, we were both half naked and
decided we should stop before we do something stupid. As I got dressed, she
helped me put my hair into a pony tail telling me that I should show off my
smooth face and that I looked like a short version of Steven Segal. When I
got home, I was so sexually frustrated that I took a shower and
masturbated, thinking about what we almost did.



Chapter 2

A couple weeks later, we had planned to go out to eat. Ann wanted it to be
like formal date. So I wanted to look my best for her. I had a nice suit
that I hadn't worn sense I was with my ex. I pulled it out of its plastic
zip-up case and laid it out on the bed. I had already showered and
shaved. While putting on the button up shirt, I realized how tight it
was. It use to be loose on me. Then, I pulled up the dress pants and I
couldn't even zip them up. I had gained so much weight that my only suit
was too small now. I felt awful. I was already running late and didn't know
what to do. I heard Ann knocking on the door, telling me it was time to go
and that we had reservations. I went to the door (no sense not telling her)
and told her of my situation. She said she had an idea, besides letting me
wear something of hers which I said hell no.

She dragged me to her apartment along with all my stuff for the date. She
told me to strip down to my boxers. This was no problem sense I was hoping
we would skip the date and just go right to the sex. To my surprise, she
dug into her dresser and pulled out a corset. I immediately protested,
telling her that I was not going to wear women's clothes. She went on to
tell me that a lot of men wear corsets to lose weight and to gain their
figure back. She said that that seemed to be the case with me, and seeing
that that was all I had to wear for that date and it didn't fit, that the
corset would hold me in so that I could wear my suit. It was such a good
idea that I said ok. After all, she was only trying to help, and we didn't
have much time anyways, and I sure as hell was going to wear her clothes
for the date and I didn't have any other options. Ann led me to a door way
and told me to hold on to the top of the frame of the door way. She then
wrapped the corset around my waist and told me to let out my breath and
hold it. She then pulled the laces tight, adjusting them and pulling them
tighter, pulling in all my stomach and love handles.  After she finished, I
felt light headed and couldn't breathe, and I also noticed I now stood with
perfect posture. Without wasting time, she told me to get dressed. To my
surprise, the corset worked. I could now fit into the dress shirt and
pants. Ann had to help me pull the pants up as I couldn't bend over to grab
them and pull them up. After I was dressed, I noticed that the corset
seemed to push all my body fat away from the corset, so it made my man
boobs bigger, and it now seemed that I had bigger hips and an ass. Ann said
that I was wearing a feminine garment made to do just that and that with my
coat on, no one would notice.

We ended up actually making our dinner reservations on time. The entire
time during our dinner, I sat up right up like I never had before due to
the corset. Ann ensured that I look great and no one noticed what I was
wearing under my suit. We had a great meal, and ended the night with a walk
on the beach. Ann also helped me take my shoes off and pull my pant legs up
above my knees so that we could would along side the beach and not get
wet. She made some comment about how hairy I was. We walk, we talked, and
after a while, we kissed. We held each other, kissed while the waves
crashed into the shore, and our hands went all over each others body. She
kept telling me how much she like the corset on me and that I did very well
in it. Ann went to on to say that I should keep wearing them, and with a
little exercise and vitamins, I would get back into shape. She said she
would help and that all I had to do is what she told me she would have me
looking good in a couple months. I felt so good to have someone in my life
like her that just generally wanted to help people, even someone like me,
so I said "deal."

Ann said that I should start by eating better and running before work and
everything I did she would do along side with me. We began cooking better
food for each other. After a few days if food that I would have normally
not eaten, we began running together before I went to work. Sense I didn't
have running clothes or sweats, Ann said she had some things left over from
an ex that would fit me. And sense I didn't have any money to buy some
clothes to run in, I didn't have much choice. She gave me some short
running shorts and a sweat shirt. I wore these with my tennis shoes, socks,
boxers and the corset, with my hair pulled back into a pony tail. As I came
out of Ann's bathroom, she couldn't help but laugh. The shorts were so
shorts that my boxers were hanging out, and that my legs were so hairy, Ann
said it looked like I was wearing pantyhose. I didn't know what to do, and
I was embarrassed that Ann was laughing at me so hard. She said she had an
idea but I had to do everything she said to do. I just didn't want others
to laugh at me as she did so I said ok. Ann told me to strip and she helped
me out of the corset. She gave me the electric razor, another lady's razor
and some shaving cream and told me to take a shower in her bathroom and
shave my entire body. She convinced me that runners and bikers do it to
help with sweating and that I should do it too, and so that I didn't look
like a midget version of big foot. I just did as I was told. I was already
in a life transition to better myself; this was just another part of that.

The shaving took awhile sense I had never shaved my body before. The final
look was astonishing. I was as smooth as an underwear model. I didn't
realize how white my skin was. I was very pale, and in need of a tan. I
thought with the now lack of body hair, I could also get some color on
me. I also used her shampoo, conditioner and body wash. I thought I smelled
like a fruit, but as I was going jogging, I would sweat it off anyways.
After I dried off, I rapped my hair up in a towel, and found Ann's rope,
which was too short on me. It showed off my now smooth legs. I was trying
to not get a hard on. When I came out of the bath room, I couldn't keep
Ann's hands of me. She wanted to know how I looked and pulled my rope off
(or her rope off I should say) and let it hit the floor. All she could do
is rub me all over and say how smooth I was. Then stopped, ran to her
dresser and came back with a bottle of lotion. She began rubbing it all up
and down my legs, all over my body and then proceeded to rub it all over my
crotch and up and down my dick and balls. This made me incredibly hard. Ann
just stroked me softly, saying that she loved me so smooth and soft like
this and that I should be rewarded. She laid me on her bed as she jerked me
off with the lotion. While she stroked me, she rubbed her other hand all
over saying that she had to work the lotion in all over me. Without
warning, she began to rub her hand into my ass crack saying that I need
lotion there too. Then, she pushed a finger into my ass hole as she jerked
me off. This sent me over the edge. I told her I was about to come. She
then put another finger inside me and began to pump her fingers in and out
of me as she stroked me dick. I couldn't hold it, and just as I began to
cum, Ann wrapped her mouth around my dick and caught all of my cum into her
mouth. As I tried to catch my breath, Ann came up and kissed me. I could
taste my cum on her tongue, then she pushed it into my mouth. As I was on
my back, I had no choice but to swallow it or I would choke. It was bitter
and kind of thick. I realized it was a lot too. I looked down at my cock;
it was now flaccid and small. Ann had milked my dick to almost nothing. My
balls seemed shrunken and small. We laid there and caught our breath. Ann
then asked me if I enjoyed that. I could only reply that it was one of the
best things I'd felt in a long time and if I could do anything for her. She
said she would take a rain check due to time and that she was glad I like
it.

Ann pointed out that we had better get going if we were going to jog and be
back in time so that I could go to work. She helped me back into the
corset. It seemed to be a little more comfortable now that I didn't have
body hair in the way now. Ann then said she had an idea. Knowing that my
boxers hung out of the jogging shorts and I didn't own any briefs, that she
had something for me. Out of her dresser she pulled out a pair of panties
the same color as the corset, black and trimmed with lace. She said that
she had no other idea, and they would be better then having my genitals
hang out of the shorts as we ran, plus they were comfortable. She said what
could it hurt, and no one would know but us and to just give it a try. I
agreed knowing that we were short on time. They went up so smoothly up my
legs as Ann pulled them up and into place. Ann said I looked great in them,
but I looked odd with the little bulge in the front. She reached her hand
inside the panties and pushed my genitals down between my legs a bit and
then pulled the panties up a little more, making them hug my ass. Ann was
in aw. Me standing there in her room, my long hair now out of the towel and
hanging down, wearing a corset that pushed my fat around to have a chest,
ass and hips, and wearing matching panties. She said I look amazing and
couldn't believe I was a guy. I didn't know hot to react except to say
"thanks." She gave me the running shorts and even helped me put them on. I
put on the sweat shirt, then my socks and tennis shoes. Ann then helped me
brush my hair and pull it back into a ponytail, we grabbed some water
bottles and we were off. We went around the park next to our apartments a
couple times. I couldn't help but notice everyone that passed us. I
wondered if they knew what I was wearing under my clothes. I could also
feel my chest, hips and ass as we jogged. They seemed to be sticking out. I
knew this would be taking care of the more I exercised and ate right.

 After the jog, we went back to her place, where we showered together using
her shower supplies, and then dried and lotioned each other up. Ann then
gave me a pair of Lycra, lace, maroon panties and helped me into a matching
corset. I asked her why I needed the panties still sense I could just wear
my boxers. Ann said that my boxers were too big and that my skin needs to
breathe so that it can sweat out the fat. The panties do not cover up as
much skin as my boxers do and will help me to sweat more, and will keep in
my hips and ass. It seemed like a good idea. I just hoped that no one would
notice. I figured I was already wearing a woman's corset, what harm could
the panties do. But why did the panties and corset need to be so feminine
looking. She said it was all she had and that she was sorry, but it was all
she could do and if I didn't like it that I could lose weight on my own. I
let her know that I was very appreciative of her and that I was thankful
for her help, and I was sorry if I upset her. Ann let me know it was ok and
that I should wear her rope so that I could go to my apartment to get into
my work clothes. As I was leaving, I gave her a kiss good bye and told her
I'd see her when I got off work. She handed me my new vitamins and told me
to take them as soon as I got home.

I rushed across the hall to my apartment hoping no one would see me in a
woman's rope, corset, and panties. When I got inside, I took my vitamins
then got ready for work. My chest seemed to not look as puffy in this
different corset. It seemed to be held down and flat. I thought I looked
great, and I felt great. The best I'd felt sense I had proposed to my
ex. At work, I realized I had to go into the stall of the restroom every
time I had to go in fear that someone would see my new feminine garments.
Feeling them all day at work got me excited too. They were so soft and way
more comfortable than my regular underwear. As long as no one found out,
and they served a purpose, I would wear them. While I worked, I just wore a
back brace so that it covered up my corset and it made it seem why I was
standing up right so much. No one seen to notice, sense we are suppose to
wear them anyways.

As soon as I got off work, I went straight to Ann's apartment. I told her
how my day at work was and we cooked dinner. She gave me some shorts and a
t-shirt to wear so that I was more comfortable then wearing my work clothes
and told me to take a shower. She helped me in and out of the corset after
the shower and helped me lotion up again, and gave me another pair of clean
panties. The t-shirt was obviously a woman's shirt as it had shorter
sleeves, was tighter on me, and had a scoop neck that would show cleavage
on a woman. The shorts were also obviously women's as well as the seemed to
hug my ass and ride up my crotch. As I looked at my self in the mirror, I
couldn't help but notice how girly I looked. Ann said I looked wonderful
and to help her in the kitchen. After dinner, Ann said that the only thing
that look bad on me now were my nails. We sat on the couch and put in a
movie as she gave me a manicure and pedicure. I noticed how much trouble
woman go through to make them selves look good. When she was finished, she
added a bit of clear polish saying that it would make my nails look more
presentable. I noticed that the clear polish had I pit of pink to it, and
Ann said no one would notice sense it matched my nails already. Sitting
there with cotton balls in between my toes and blowing my finger nails to
dry, I felt like such a girl.

It was getting late and I was off the next day, and Ann and I had made
plans the next day anyways; so she asked me to spend the night. She said
she had everything we needed at her place and that we should go to sleep so
that we could have an early start in the morning. I told her I would feel
odd sleeping in just the corset and panties, so she said she would get me
something to sleep in. All she had for sleep wear was very feminine and
told me to make a choice or to just sleep in the corset and panties. She
said I could wear a nighty, night gown or the only mannish thing she had
was satin sleep pants and a satin camisole shirt. I put my foot down at
wearing the nighty or night gown and decided to go with the satin pants and
cami. They felt so good on my shaved body. And with Ann holding me as we
slept, and her wearing a satin night gown, we began to rub our hands all
over each other. It didn't take long till our hands were inside each others
panties. I knew I wanted to repay for what she did for me earlier, so I
pulled her panties off and went in between her legs. I began to lick her
clit and pussy lips, sending shivers through her body, I found out then
that she shaves her pussy smooth too and wondered what it would be like to
fuck her knowing that we were both shaved all over. As I licked her clit, I
slid two fingers into her pussy to stimulate her g-spot as I licked her
(this is called the Venus Butterfly). She seemed to buck and hold my head
to her clit. I told her to let me know when she was ready to cum. As I
worked on her, I began to pull my panties down and pull my cock out. I came
to life and became very hard. I few minutes later, Ann said she was about
to cum, so I pulled my fingers out of her and mounted her, sliding my dick
inside her. I started ramming in and out of her so hard that her head board
slammed into the wall. She screamed out from her orgasm, and it didn't take
me much longer to achieve mine.  As I pumped my cum into her, she just laid
there, mouth open, shaking, body tense and pinching my nipples. She didn't
let go of them until both our orgasms stopped. I laid down next to her. We
laid there panting, sweating. Ann commented on how good of a fuck that was
and that she hadn't had an orgasm like that ever, and that I was going to
be doing that more often. She then got up and went to the bathroom to clean
up. While she was in there, I redressed, pulling up my panties and
situating my genitals, then pulling up the satin pants. Ann came back in
and laid down. As she got back into bed, she stuck her fingers in my mouth
and said "suck." I sucked on her fingers and tasted mine and her cum,
realizing that she wanted me to taste what I did to her. I licked her
fingers clean until she pulled them out; kissed me good night, and then we
fell soundly asleep.


Chapter 3
Coming soon...