Feminizing the Body Builder!: He was a bully, then the high heel was on the other foot! by Grace Mansfield

Author:Grace Mansfield [Mansfield, Grace]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Gropper Press
Published: 2022-06-15T00:00:00+00:00

The next day dawned, and Sam got ready for the mall. He wore the same bra and sweatshirt and panties, but he also wore garters and nylons. Which, he had to admit, were sort of cool. He always admired girls with sleek legs, and now he was a girl with sleek legs.

Julie insisted on a touch of make up. She said his skin was so beautiful he didn’t really need much, so she painted his lips red and she cleansed his skin, put on primer, went to the foundation, blushed him, and worked on his eyes.

“And this is a little?” he asked? He felt like he was out of his body.

“Nope. This is the whole shebang.”

“But you said it was going to be just a little!”

“I lied.”

He glared at her.

“Oh, knock it off. You’re having fun. And what’s the alternative? I could have just paddled your ass and done it anyway.”

Well, that was true.

Finally, ten o’clock, they hopped into her car and headed for the mall. She drove because he couldn’t. He had high heels and they were not conducive to driving.

They arrived at the mall and walked in. Julie was click, click, clicking, and Sam was sort of slushing along, scraping his heels across lines of mortar, and sounding clumsy.

“Come on, Samantha, pick up your feet.”

He tried, and every once in a while he did hear a click.

His face was bright red.

“We should have put more make up on you,” Julie observed. “Hide that big red face of yours.”

Sam just groaned.

“Hey, girlfriend!” Sam looked around. It was Jenny Peterson. She hugged and air kissed with Julie, then looked at Sam. “And who’s this gorgeous creature.”

“It’s my boyfriend, Sam. You can call her Samantha, though.”

Sam turned eighteen shades of red. He was literally crimson.

“Samantha! I love it. And when did you decide to transition?”

Sam couldn’t speak, and the girls laughed as his mouth moved and nothing came out.

“He’s…pardon me, she’s still in the middle of it.”

“Well, that’s wonderful. Let me know if you need to know anything girly, Samantha.”

The girls hooted, linked arms and walked down the mall. Sam followed along like a lost puppy.

“Hey! Julie!” It was Wanda Samson. Another friend of his girlfriend.

More hugging and kissing.

“I’m just taking Samantha out to get some things. She’s newly transitioned and hasn’t a thing to wear.”

“Oh, poor dear. And she’s so pretty, too.”

Nineteen shades of red. More purple than an eggplant.

They walked on, the three girls moving like the front line of a football team. Sam following along.

“Hey, girls!” It was Betty Yardling. Again with the hugs and air kisses.

“You remember my boyfriend? Sam? Well he’s now my girlfriend.”

Everybody tittered and Sam started to faint. The girls recognized the signs and held him up. They moved him down the mall and Sam whispered to Julie. “What are you doing?”

“Whatever I want.”

“But all these women? How did they know we’d be here?”

“Because I announced it on Facebutt last night.

Sam was incapable of further speech. He was overloaded, and now Julie didn’t care.

They wandered into shops, picking up and losing friends of Julie and her friends.

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