Deadly In A Pair Of Heels
Another Fiction by John G. Edwards Copyright 2017 JO/EL Engineering Technical Publications All Right Reserved
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Alexander (Alex) Bream was your average happy go lucky guy, he was about 5'9", and weighed 145 pounds, soaking wet. He had graduated in the top 10% of his class from college with a degree in mechanical engineering and he worked in the automotive field as a power systems (read: engine) designer, with one of the top import manufacturers. Being recruited straight out of college from the North West, Alex was full of enthusiasm for his new, and important, job. You see, he was to help design a brand new engine for the world of Formula 1, racing. His position was coveted by many an engineer seeking the assignment because to be asked to work on a formula type engine, could be a feather in the cap, so to speak, especially if the design created a winning engine, right out of the box.
The first day Alex showed up for work, everyone was working like mad scientists and he was not paid much attention. He was unceremoniously ushered to a cubical and told how to log onto the companies computer system, and that was about it. The person who had brought him to the 12th floor had just sort of dumped him in the cubical and left. There was a note from John Kellogg, the person who was responsible for his hiring that said, "See you in a bit." He was nowhere to be found that morning, and this mystified Alex because he was supposed to be working directly with him. Another mystery was, why was he was on the 12th floor of an office building, Alex would have thought that he would be near the shop where the engine would be built.
Around noon, he went to get something for lunch down at the second floor cafeteria. There were a lot of people there, but he didn't know a single one. Alex was not the type of person what was all that out going, so he ate alone. As he ate his lunch, he watched the people and how they interacted each other. It seemed that there were very few people who ate alone, but Alex did notice this one gal seating a sandwich a couple of tables over from him. She was very pretty and quite attractive, and he wondered why she was sitting alone by herself. The young woman was wearing a white and red poke dot dress, red tights, and white high heel shoes with ankle straps. Her auburn hair had a blunt cut that stopped at her shoulders had she had blunt cut bangs. As she moved her head and exposed her ears, axle saw that she had triple ear piercings. She was kind of fetching to Alex. He wondered if she worked in the company or was just a visitor, she wasn't wearing a Visitors badge however.
Alex wanted to go say something to her, but before he could muster enough courage to do so, she got up and left. Darn it! He finished his own lunch and went back to his cubical. He found another note, "Meet me in Building 34, at 2:30." The note was signed, "John..." Alex would have to find out where Building 34 was, and he had better do it quick because he didn't have much time if there was any travel required. He stepped around to the next cubical and asked the young engineer who occupied it, "Hi, I'm Alex Bream. Could you please tell me where Building 34 is located?"
"Tom Bacon, you must be John's new hire. Yeah, here's a map of the campus, it's about a 10 minute walk. Are you supposed to be at the 2:30, meeting too?"
"Yes, John left a note on my desk while I was at lunch saying that I should be there."
"Great, I'll walk over with you because I'm going as well. You are working on the Pegasus Project?"
"I don't really know, I was told to report here on the 12th floor. I was shown my cubical and that was it, except for John's notes."
"Sounds like John, not the greatest social skill set, that one," Tom laughed and stuck out his hand. Alex shook his hand and returned to his cubical.
Alex found a folder that had his name on it on the computer that wasn't there earlier and he opened it up. One of the files was marked 'Welcome.doc', so he opened it first. There was a plethora of company stuff about company policy, etc. Info on his medical benefits, and the like. Another folder was named, 'Pegasus Project' and inside were several hundred files about the new engine he would help to design. He started reading them in their most recent posting date and then started working his way backwards. The files outlined what the mission of the project was going to be, who was going to be involved, where 'project central' was going to be located. Much to Alex's relief, much of the project was going to be done at a facility about 11 miles from where he was sitting. The project was housed in a secure location and was behind two, ten foot high, fences with tangle wire at the very top. You see, these engines are top secret because of their design and where they will eventually wind up being used. It was about 2:10, when Tom came around to collect Alex. As they went to the elevator, the young woman in the white and red poke dot dress was sashaying down the hall and turned a corner.
"Tom, do you know her?"
Tom just smiled, "Yes, everybody knows Philipa."
"Wow, she sure is something to feast your eyes upon."
Tom was still smiling, "Yes, she's a special lady, alright." He wanted to change the subject, "So, where did you come from Alex, I mean where did you go to school?" The two continued chatting as they walked to Building 34. At the gate their company ID's were checked and then once again when they got to the front door. Alex wasn't prepared for this much security, but he would have to get used to it.
There were around 30 people attending the meeting and nearly all the seats were filled. Tom excused himself and went to go sit with a couple of other engineers he knew. Alex took a seat near the front of the meeting room. At precisely 2:30, John Kellogg came in and went to the lectern and welcomed everyone. After a few brief remarks, he started calling each attendee and asked them to stand while he introduced them and said a few words about their function and where they could be reached. Poor Alex was the last person to be called.
"Alex Bream... (Alex stood up) Alex comes to us from Western Washington University and will we directly working with me on the Pegasus. This is his first day on the job and I want you all to welcome him to the team."
After about another half hour, John concluded the meeting and motioned Alex to join him.
"Sorry I wasn't able to greet you earlier this morning, but here you are, and Welcome!"
"Thank you, sir."
"Alex, we are informal around here, just call me John, if you would."
"Yes, sir... I mean John..." Alex had been brought up, and was expected to, call everyone sir or madam, and this was going to be hard on him to be so casual. John introduced Alex to several people, and several more came up to introduce themselves. After about another 20 minutes, John took Alex to his see his office and where he would be working, on this end. The office was about 12' by 12' and had three computers, a rather large desk, and a large drafting table. The drafting table seemed to be out of place, but often times drawings would be printed out two to four times their original size so that a group of engineers could look at them together, instead of crowding about a single computer. Of course, it was right next door to John's office.
John introduced Alex to his secretary and told him to see her for supplies, and said that she could answer most of his questions about the facilities, and everything else.
"Alex, this is Helen Hayes, Helen, this is Alex Bream. I told him that you would help him get the lay of the land."
"Certainly, Mr. Kellogg, I'll see to it." Secretaries were expected to call people by their sir name. "Would you two care for some coffee?" Both declined.
John walked Alex back to his office and sat down in one of the chairs in front of Alex's desk. Alex went behind the desk and pulled out the fabric covered chair and sat down. "Alex, I have a project that I need before you go home tonight. I need a couple of renditions of some oil pumps. First, a gear-rotor design, and then a spur-gear design. If you have time, I would like to see your vision for a variable displacement (VD) pump for the gear-rotor pump. The spur-gear pump will be a scavenging pump for the dry sump. Can you do that for me, Alex?"
"Yes, sir."
"Remember, it's John."
What Alex didn't know yet, was that it would be nearly 8:00pm before he was done and satisfied with his designs. He suddenly remembered that he had left his jacket back on the 12th floor of the main building. After checking out with security, he hoofed it back to the 12th floor. It was surprising to see so many people still working, to Alex. He grabbed his coat and a few papers that he had printed out earlier to take home a read. As he walked towards the elevator, Philipa was also waiting for the lift. She looked every bit as fresh as when Alex had seen her in the cafeteria, not a hair out of place and her lips looked like she had just put her lipstick on.
"Hi, I'm Alex..."
"Hello, Alex," said Philipa with a deep voice.
"This is my first day."
"Well then, welcome to Bennett Motors." The door to the lift opened and Alex waited for Philipa to enter first and then he followed her in. Philipa smiled at him for his courtesy. "What department are you in, Alex?"
"R&D, Building 34."
"Oh, the... hush, hush, Pegasus Project, huh?"
"Something like that," replied Alex knowing full well that the project was secret, but was known by a few of the other Bennett employees. He just smiled. "What department are you in... By the way, I never got your name?"
Philipa extended her hand, "Philipa Hawthorn, I'm in the accounting department. Your budget is under my purview."
Alex was relieved that he didn't say too much to Philipa, but now he knew that she was very aware of his group. "Hmm, I'd better be careful with how much money I spend, then..." They both laughed. As the elevator came to a stop and the doors opened, Alex asked, "Would you like for me to walk you to your car?"
"No thank you, I can manage. Have a good evening, Alex Bream!" and with that, she smiled at Alex and then walked in the opposite direction. Alex thought that she was nice and that he would have to meet here again, sometime real soon.
********** The following day, John asked to see what Alex had come up with for oil pumps designs. The gear-rotor and spur-gear designs were nothing out of the ordinary, but they were about 20% more capacity than what he had expected. The variable displacement pump design was quite innovative because is used hydraulic pressure to move a section of the pump to effect the additional oil volume.
"Good morning Alex, Did I keep you here at work very long last night?"
"I worked until about 8:00, is that a problem?"
John ignored the question, but asked, "Alex, tell me a bit about your VD pump and how it's actuated."
Alex told him that a solenoid could be used to actuate the a stepper motor to vary the displacement and that he had calculated that the engine would need an additional 20% of oil volume to make it all work. I suppose it could be made smaller and lighter, but the life blood of any engine is the oil, and I would hate to see this engine now have enough volume for the flow that is required at 15,000 rpm's."
"Ok, but don't you think that by varying the pressure with the activator solenoid, that you couldn't eliminate the stepper motor? I don't want any additional weight, but maybe you can refine your designs and give me a path for each that we can discuss at the next engineers' meeting. This is good stuff here, kid!"
"Thank you John, I'll get to work and redesign the pump and come up with some finite element analysis (FEA) models, as well. By the way, which program do you want me to use as I work. This AutoCADD program is pretty dated and the FEA section is pretty awful to work with. Do you have IntuiCad, its really fast and I can do 3-D models with it that we can take a 360° look at things?"
"Will it integrate with our current cad system?"
"In spades."
"Ok, go over and see Philipa Hawthorn in accounting to get the purchase order (PO). How quickly can you get the software?"
"With a PO, I can download it from the net. It will take a little time, because it's a pretty big file."
"Philipa is on the 12th floor, in accounting. Why don't you hightail it over there. I'll let her know that you are coming."
Out of courtesy, Alex wrote the information down on a piece of graph paper, he didn't went john to know that he had already met Philipa. He was a bit perplexed that he should go get the PO personally, he would have thought that a simple phone call or email would have done it. But, that's all part and parcel of highly classified engine design. There had been several time where phone lines had been tapped and the surveillance of people with high resolution cameras. These were used by lip readers to ferret out what the other guys were doing. One of the companies had a truck with a mast mounted camera to spy on their competition. Helen gave Alex a map of the main building with Philipa's section circled with a red marker.
As Alex entered the accounting department he looked around to see if he could see Philipa, but she was now where to be seen. He asked the accounting receptionist if he could see Miss. Hawthorn.
A couple of minutes later Philipa came out of her office, "Hi, Alex. Won't you please follow me." She took him to her office and asked him to set down.
"So, you want some new software?"
"Yeah, what they use her is pretty dated."
"Yes, I'm getting a lot of that lately. But then it seems like that's why you are here, to bring the guys screaming and kicking into the 21st Century," she laughed. "How much should I make the PO for?"
"The software is $8600, and that's for two seats."
"Two seats?" she asked wryly.
"Two computer stations."
"Mmm, I see. Now this is for a download, correct?"
"Yes."
"Have them send you the back-up CD's and bring them to me when you get them. I'm kind of the gate keeper of those sorts of things, you know." A few minutes later, Philipa handed the PO to Alex. "Don't spend it all in one place!" she said with a smile. Her perfect makeup was just stunning to Alex, as she was wearing dark blue eye shadow. Today, she was wearing black fingernail polish and it made her long slender fingers look even more intriguing. Philipa had her hair piled on top of her head and it made her look so sophisticated and her ears were adorned with three graduated size gold hoops in each. The two piece cobalt blue suit she was wearing was very professional, indeed!
Alex was growing more infatuated with Philipa with every meeting. He would have to ask her out to dinner, some evening. As Alex was walking out the door, her turned and asked, "Miss. Hawthorn, would you care to go out some evening for dinner? I'm still trying to get my feet on the ground here in St. Louis, would you please?"
Philipa blinked her long black curly lashes a couple of times, and said, "Yes, that would be lovely. Let me know when."
Alex suggested, Friday or Saturday night, Friday night, it was. He just seemed to float back to Building 34, he was so stoked. He got his software to start downloading and it was near time for lunch. Building 34 had a small lunchroom, but Alex had not brought anything to eat, so he decided to go to the cafeteria and get something there. When he arrived, the place was bustling. Philipa was sitting in her same seat as yesterday and Alex really did want to go sit with her, but one of the other engineers that he was working with asked if they could eat together.
They go their lunches and sat a few table away from Philipa. Alex would steal a glance from her when he could. She caught him and smiled back at him with a honey dripping smile. Needless to say, Friday night couldn't come quick enough. But now, here it was Friday night and Alex was standing at Philipa's front door. He knocked, and Philipa answered.
"Hi Alex, I see you found Maplewood, alright. Won't you please come in." Alex stepped into the old brick house that was built in the late, 1920's. It was nicely appointed, but modest. Philipa loved antiques, so the house was full of them. She was especially fond of Roseville pottery and there must have been more than a hundred pieces. He recognized the Pine Cone pattern because his mother had a lovely blue cornucopia sitting on one of her end tables at home. "Wow, I see someone likes Roseville."
"Yes, it's one of my weaknesses," she laughed. "What kind of food do you like Alex, St. Louis has something for everyone here."
"I kind of had a hankering for Cajun, if that's ok."
"I know just the place and it's here in Maplewood, it's called Bobbies. I just love the calamari, there. I'll get my purse."
Philipa was wearing a long blue angora sweater with a black mini skirt, and a pair of black pointy-toed 4", high heels. Her fingernails were painted the same color of red that she had on her lips, and her soft black eye makeup was absolutely fabulous! As they sat and waited for the calamari to arrive, they talked about where they had been, and the like. But, Alex was curious why she never sat with anyone at lunch.
"Philipa, whenever I've seen you in the cafeteria, you never sit with anyone."
She looked at me with a measured look before she answered, "Umm, I don't make friends all that well, you know?"
"Wait, you've got a terrific personality from what I've seen so far. You should have tons of girl friends at work."
She looked down and bit her bottom lip before she spoke, "Alex, you are a sweet kid... Do you know who I am, or what I do?"
"What do you mean?"
"Have you talked to anyone at work about me, or anything?"
"Not really. I did ask Tom about you and all he said was that you were a special lady, that's it. Is there more?"
Philipa looked down, and then at Alex, "Yes, there is a bit more... What I'm going to tell you will probably come as a surprise, or maybe even, a shock, but I'm a crossdresser." There, it was out.
Alex blinked his eyes rapidly because he was tremendously stunned, "Uhh... I..., really? You're a guy in a dress?"
Philipa smiled slightly.
"I'm stunned, I mean I couldn't have guess in a million years! You are just so damn beautiful! You look more beautiful than any of the other women at work."
Philipa said, "Thank you, you flatter me," very meekly.
Now it was all making sense that Philipa sat by herself during lunch. This was something that was not popular here in the mid-west, maybe in California or New York, nut not in Missouri.
"How long?"
"How long for what? My crossdressing? About four or five years, now."
Alex was even more shocked at this revelation, "And you been working for Bennett, all that time?"
"I started after I went to work for them."
"How did that go, I mean were they piss about it?"
"In the beginning they were, but I knew too much for them to fire me.
I've been involved in lot of different programs and there are a lot of people in the performance industry that would love to know about Bennett's financial structure, if you get my drift."
"They didn't have you sign an NDA (non disclosure agreement)?"
"Yes they did, after I started dressing female, but the horse had already left the barn. It's not that I would ever say anything, but they keep me around to keep me silent. Plus, I make a pretty good salary, to boot." Philipa sort of perked up a bit. Dinner came and they both ate like a couple of wild dogs. The conversation kind of died while the consumed their food.
"Philipa, or is it Phillip?"
She smiled, "It was Phillip, yes."
"How did you start crossdressing?" Alex was getting sort of personal, but he just had to know. "Like, when was your first time?"
"I was quite young. My mother would put me in a dress whenever I was bad. Problem was, I like wearing a dress and would constantly get into trouble just so I could, wear a dress. As I got older, mother began to see thru this ruse, but she knew that I was happier wearing a dress than when I wore my jeans and a tee shirt. I was kind of a phase I guess, because I eventually didn't need to wear one. My therapist says that it was a crutch I used to get me thru my youth. When I attended school, I always dressed in boys clothes because the schools here in the mid-west were not tolerant of boys presenting as girls. So, for the longest time I was a male and did some of the things that guys do, especially when it came to cars." She laughed, "I can still put clutch in my car in record time, even today.
It was one Halloween that I was asked out by this girl when I was in college, she asked me to put on a dress and makeup. I was hesitant at first, but when she gave me a dress to put on, and I did, it brought back so many memories that were hard to ignore. Brenda did my makeup and put a long red wig on me, and low and behold, I was beautiful beyond belief! As I looked at myself in the mirror, it struck me that I was better looking presenting as a woman, than as a man. I guess something inside me just went 'click' and I wanted to wear a dress again. So, I started crossdressing, but only at home. I was your consummate 'in the closet - crossdresser'. I knew that I couldn't dress female and ever think about getting a job in the accounting world. That would have been the kiss of death, here in the mid-west."
The waiter came and collected their plates, and brought a couple of cups of coffee and a piece of key-lime pie for them to split. The pie was delicious and they devoured it in a couple of minutes. They both giggled as they ate the pie.
"I had started seeing a psychologist just before I got the job at Bennett to see where I was headed in my life. I was definitely at a crossroad, that's for sure. I felt better about myself when I dressed femme, but I had to balance that with work and eventually it came to a head and I had to either wear a dress or go crazy."
"I think I can understand that, I kind of get that way too once in a while about certain things. How did you learn how to put on and wear makeup so well? I mean, you look stunningly beautiful and very sophisticated. Did your mother teach you, or did your girl friend? What's her name, Brenda?"
"Mother was not into her son wearing makeup, at all. I got into her makeup and tried putting on a face, and boy did I ever get it! My punishment for that was awful, she wouldn't let me wear a dress for a month! Brenda did give me a lot of help. Even after Halloween, she liked seeing me in a dress and all made up. I was a pretty quick study. Plus, there are all these videos on the internet about how to put it on and make it look good."
"Well, like I say, you outshine every other woman at work."
"Your very kind Alex, but that has come at a price because I don't have any female friends at work. They see me as competition, I guess. I want to look my best when I go to work, and if that means not having friends, I'm okay with that. I'm my own best friend, anyway. Follow what I'm saying?"
"Yeah, I feel exactly the same. I can go somewhere and have a better time by myself than if I was with someone. My mother always said that I was a lone wolf, even as a child."
"Alex, I was surprised that you asked me out. I'm kinda the scuttle-butt around work that people talk about, but they don't understand me. I'm surprised that Tom didn't say anything about me to you. I would like us to become friends."
"Me too... I don't have any here in St. Louis, I've only been in town a few days. I guess that I will eventually gather a couple, in time. The people here are so friendly, not like other placed I have lived. That's for sure!"
Alex paid for the bill and he took Philipa home. He got out of the car and walked her to the door of her house. She opened the door and gave Alex a quick little kiss on the cheek before she quickly went in. He was somewhat startled when she did, but he didn't try and pull away, mostly because it happened so fast. Alex just stood there for a minute because he was totally confused by what had just happened, "Good night..." was all he said before he turn to get in his car.
That night Alex had a somewhat fitful night's sleep, all he could think about was Philipa and her story. He finally got up around 9:30, and went to the door to get the morning paper. When he opened the door, there was a beautiful red rose taped to his front door with a note. He smelled the flower and then opened the note, it said: Had a great time last night, thank you very much... Philipa. Alex was now very confused, how did Philipa get his address??? Then it dawned on him, she did work in accounting and had access to everyone's address, etc. Unfortunately, he did not have her phone number to thank her, properly. I was a sweet gesture on her part to do this, he thought. Alex did have her extension number at work and he called it to leave her a message that he had indeed received the rose and to tell her thank you as well for a wonderful time. That would have to do for now, at least. He would have to get her phone number next week.
********** Fall was in the air in St. Louis, because the winds were crisp and it was getting dark earlier. This was a welcome change from the oppressive summer heat! Halloween was just around the corner and there was a buzz at work about a company party and there was a memo about staff wearing costumes for the day, and to the party. Now that Philipa and Alex were friends, they had decided, well make that Philipa had decided, to put Alex in a dress and do his makeup. A plan was hatched and a timetable was established. It was also decided, that Alex would get dressed on the weekend so that Philipa could coach him about the proper female form. He was kind of excited about the chance to do something completely different.
"Alex, you know, that to pull this off, you will need to do a little hygiene maintenance."
"What are you telling me, here?"
"I've got a terrific red dress with spaghetti straps that I want you to wear. That means that I would like for you to shave your underarms. There's nothing worse than a woman with hairy underarms, see?"
The fact was, Alex had a pretty substantial bush under his arms and it would throw off the whole effect of the sleeveless dress. He resigned himself to the fact that his hairy underarms would have to go. Philipa gave him instructions about shaving and told him to be clean shaven when he came over. When Alex lathered up his underarms, he took a deep breath and started the denuding process. Within in 10 minutes, he had babies butt smooth underarms. He was surprised at how this made him feel. He put a little more soap under each arms and found it funny at the way his arms slid against his body, it was as if they were on ice. He got a huge smile on his face, and a nice woody. As the water rinsed away the final bits of hair and soap, he wondered what it would be like to shave his legs???
About 20 minutes later, his legs took on a whole new look and meaning. He pointed his toe downward and his calf immediately shifted upward giving it a very nice shape, indeed! Now, for the next few weeks, he would have to live with the hair growing back, but he knew nothing about this, yet! With his underarms and legs shaved, he was ready for the next step, and that was to go over to see Philipa and put on a dress and makeup. Philipa only lived about 10 minutes from his place, but the drive was slowed because of a wreck on the highway.
Alex knocked on Philipa's front door and she opened it had had him come in from out of the cold. "The traffic was awful, there was a wreck on the highway that clogged things up pretty well."
"Well, you are here now, go stand by the fireplace and go get warm, I made a fire about half an hour ago. You look almost frozen!"
Alex was cold, but now where half frozen. He had to laugh. "I shaved under my arms and... my legs, too."
Philipa was astonished that he had voluntarily shaved his legs because she was going to ask him to do that if he had pretty hairy legs. She was, however, going to tackle his mono-brow with a vengeance tonight! "And, how does it feel?"
"A lot better than I thought it would. I kind of like the hairless look of my underarms. I think my legs look pretty sexy, all shaved up." He had a big grin on his face.
"Well, we've got one more thing to attend to..." Alex look somewhat worried that he might have to shave his pubic hairs. "It's your brow, I need to give it a good tweezing to give it a little more shape. Your mono-brow needs to become two separate brows, agreed?"
Alex had not given his eyebrows a single thought, but he was relieved that she didn't want him to, at least, shave his pubes! Philipa had him sit in a high directors chair so she could perform her magic. She plucked and plucked away at the massive brow. After about half an hour, Alex had a pair of very nice, but somewhat feminine, eyebrows that were much thinner than when she started. "Alright, let's get you dressed, shall we?"
Alex just smiled because he was really looking forward to putting on a dress, for the first time. His hands trembled, slightly. Philipa took him to her bedroom and had him stand so she could begin the dressing ritual. She started by giving him a black low waisted panty girdle to put on, she turned her back as he did. She turned around and told him to tuck his dingaling back and between his legs. Next, was a black satin and lace underwire bra. Since they were of similar build, the bra fit him perfectly. Philipa adjusted the straps and pulled the bra into place, then she got a pair of breast forms and inserted then into the pockets of the bra that were designed for this purpose. Alex was surprised at how heavy they were once they were in place. She fiddled with them to get them to look as natural as she could, but once they were set in place, Alex had a very nice looking chest that now sported C-cups breasts.
Alex grabbed a hand full of his breasts and then closed his eyes so he could savor the moment. "Like those, do we?" said Philipa with a hearty laugh! "I know I sure liked mine, the first time."
"Oh my god, they are wonderful. Do you wear these things?" meaning the breast forms.
"No, dear heart, I have my own, au-natural!"
"Really?" Alex wanted to know how she was able to do that with her male anatomy, but wasn't going to ask right now.
"Ok, you look great, Alex! Now it's time for your tights, Have you ever worn nylons, before?"
"Never..." Philipa showed him how to put them on, one leg at a time and get them pulled up correctly. Once the teal colored tights were on, she had him put on a long-leg girdle over them. This would also keep his manhood out of sight, but he didn't have much in the way of hips. She pulled out a couple of hip pads and stuffed them into the sides of the girdle, ok so now he had hips, but no butt. She shook her head, "Take off the girdle, I've got a padded one that you need to put on to give you a more rounded look, if you catch my drift." The girdle slid down his legs once it was over his minimal hips. Philipa handed him the padded girdle, Alex now had that womanly shape that he needed. "Let's get a look at you in the mirror."
Alex placed himself in front of the full length mirror and was astounded at what he looked like wearing the bra and girdle. Now, he couldn't wait to put the dress on. Philipa handed him a black leather mini skirt that zipped in the back. She slowly zipped him up, as the skirt was now slightly tight across his buns. Next was a long teal sweater that came down to his hips. Once the sweater was one, Alex looked down at his chest to find that her how possessed two very nice breasts of the womanly, of female kind. Back at the mirror, he ran his hands along his sides from his breasts down to his shapely rear end. Imagine the biggest smile you have ever seen, now multiply that by three, and you have an idea of Alex's smile. Now, for some shoes! Because Alex had never worn high heels, Philipa decided to put him into a pair of 4" heels with big blocky heels that would give him some stability. The black patent leather shoes with the dainty ankle straps looked right at home on his feet, and when he stood up, he felt ten feet tall.
Philipa had several wigs and she tried several of them on Alex, when asked which one he preferred, he chose the long, middle of the back, black fall. The contrast with the teal sweater was dynamite! Now, at the mirror, for the umpteenth time, Alex began to see a totally different person. Only this person was one that he was totally unprepared for. Philipa almost had to drag him away to go and do his makeup. She carefully removed the wig so she could apply her real talents. Once Alex was back in the directors' chair, Philipa started by applying some foundation to his face. She worked it in so that it looked very natural, then she started to work on his eyes. First there was a teal eye shadow on the eyelids and then some lighter purple that was blended to the brow line. She added a hint of silver to give him a sophisticated look. After several minutes of getting the colors to blend perfectly, she rimmed each eye with a black liquid eyeliner being careful to not go overboard with the line width. She stood back and smiled at Alex, "You're gonna love this when I'm thru!" Next, she curled his naturally long eye lashes and then applied lots of Raven Black mascara to them. Now he was getting there and so was the slight bulge in his girdle. A bit of blush, and his cheeks were beautiful. At last, it was time to color his lips, for this she chose a deep red shiny lip color. Alex's lips glistened in the light, as they were meant to do.
The black wig was again put on Alex and now the transformation was now complete, save for a pair of gaudy clip-on golden earrings that hung down, nearly, to his chin. Philipa told Alex to close his eyes as she took him to the mirror. Luckily, the high heels had the wide heels and Alex could kind of walk in them to go see himself. "Ok. open your eyes, Alexi."
When Alex saw himself, his jaw dropped and he drew a big breath. "Oh, Philipa, you have made me into a very sexy woman!"
"Yes you are, absolutely a killer in those high heels! You look stunningly beautiful, if I do say so myself! Ok, come on, I want you to learn how to walk in those killer looking heels, and I want to take some pictures of you. You know, strike a few poses, and the like.
Alex followed Philipa into the front room and continued to walk around the house for several laps. With each step he was gaining confidence wearing the heels. Philipa took quite a few pictures of Alex, mostly for him, but she would keep a few for herself.
"Well, what do you think about wearing a dress, Alexi?"
"I just don't have the words to express myself right now, but thank you, Philipa!"
It was getting on to 10:00pm, and Philipa asked Alexi, "Do you want to go get a drink somewhere?"
"What, go out dressed like this???!!! Are you kidding?"
"Hey, listen to me... If you are going to go to work, dressed like this, you might as well get out into the real world and take this new look out for a test drive, don't you think?"
"Oh, I don't know about that. Would I like to go out dressed like this, you bet! But my butt crack detector says, NO WAY."
"That's BS, and you know it, get your ID and some cash, and I'll go find you a purse. I know just the place to go her in St. Louis. Believe it or not, there are clubs that are crossdressing and transgender friendly, and you would be welcomed with open arms. Let's get a move on, young lady!" Philipa went and got a purse for Alex and stuck his lipstick and a couple of tissues in it. She was well versed in the art of bar hopping crossdressed and knew all the good ones.
Alex was now getting pretty nervous and they had not even left the house yet, but you could see it in his beautifully made up eyes. If he failed this test, he would certainly back out of the Halloween dress-up day at work and find something else to wear. Of course, he could always throw a sheet over his head, poke a couple of holes in to see out of and call it a day, or do nothing at all. The choice was entirely his, but tonight he would place his trust in Philipa's delicate hands and go for the gusto, and try and grab the silver ring.
Alex sat low in the seat as they drove to the club, but Philipa was having none of it, "Alexi, please sit up. You are ruining my sweater!" A patent lie, but he didn't know the difference. "There, that's better." Once they arrived, Philipa took Alex by the arm and led him into the club. The disco music was blaring and Alex made a kind of funny face until his ears because accustomed to the loud music. Philipa waved to a couple of her friends as she drug Alex along to find an empty table. Back in a dark corner, there was a two-top table that they sat down at. Almost instantly, a waitress came over to take their drink order.
"Hi guys, what'll you have?"
Philipa knew that it was going to take some sort of stiff drink to get Alex to calm down, "Two Long Island Ice Tea's." With order in hand, the waitress was off to the bar.
"What's kind of tea was that?"
Oh my god, this boy didn't know what a Long Island, was. Boy, was this going to be an eye opener! "It's real tasty, you will like it." Alex just sat their taking in the whole crossdressing scene. He was not a regular that went to bars and this whole experience was totally new to him.
"Are all these, guys?" asked Alex as he surveyed the other patrons, most of whom appeared female.
"Mostly, but there are a lot of women who like to see guys all dressed up with makeup, and all. I've met a couple of gals who would not consider dating a man unless he did crossdress once in a while."
"Really?"
"Really. You would be surprised at some women's taste. Sometimes, they get put off if the guy looks better than they do, and sometimes that happens. Let's take you for example, tonight; you certainly look better than most of the other guys who dress. But, what's more important, is that you look better than most of the women here tonight."
In less than a minute, there were two guys beating a path to their table to ask Alex to dance.
"Hi, would you like to dance?" asked a rather good looking young man as he looked at Alex.
"Uhh, sure..." The young man reached for Alex's hand and led him to the dance floor. Alex was not that familiar with disco dancing and had to kind of fake it. He was a fast study as he watched the other dancers to get some pointers. You see, Alex was pretty much a book worm in school and didn't socialize all that much with other people. Most of the people who knew him, thought that he was stand-offish. If you asked Alex who was leading during the dance, he would have probably shrugged his shoulders because he didn't know how to lead a dance partner.
Philipa sat at the table and watched Alex as he tried to sachet around the dance floor. Of course she was asked to dance, but declined to keep an eye on Alex. The drinks arrived just as Alex was being escorted back to the table, he thanked his dance partner before sitting down. Philipa shoved the drink in front of Alex so he would drink it. He took a sip and nearly turned white because the drink was so strong.
"Oh, shit... what's in this?"
"A lot of different things, drink up, it will start to taste really good after your third of fourth sip.." Alex wrinkled his nose, but took another sip. The alcohol was nearly overpowering, but Alex soldered on and took another sip, only longer this time. "Slow down there sailor, that's a pretty stiff drink."Of course, Alex took another long swig to the drink, and sure enough, it was tasting much better. Once again, a pair of guys came up and asked the girls to dance, which they both did without hesitation.
Alex was surprised that no one asked if he was crossdressed, or not, while they danced. He was treated with much respect, however. Luckily, the ice had time to water down his drink by the time he got to sit back down. Philipa was the first to return to the table, and again she watched her fledgling pupil. Alex was certainly having a great time, by the looks of it. When he returned to the table he nearly gulped his drink - not a good idea, this!
"Well, it looks like someone is having a great time tonight," said Philipa with that Cheshire cat smile that is so appropriate with this kind of question.
"Philipa, thanks for taking me out tonight. I don't know when I've had so much fun."
She just smiled, "I think it's about time to go refresh ourselves. Come with me and bring your purse." Philipa got up and lead the way to the Ladies Room, of course when they finally got in, there were a bunch of guys comparing note on hair, makeup, other crossdressers, and the like. This one pair of 'girls' were nearing the brink of having a cat fight over some guy. Because of the alcohol in his body, Alex thought that it was pretty funny. After they relieved themselves and redid their lips, they headed back to their table. Waiting for them was another pair of Long Island Ice Tea's. Philipa could handle the additional drink, but she knew that poor Alex would probably not be able to. The waitress was passing nearby and Philipa asked her to bring a couple glasses of water so she could water down their new drinks.
It was nearly 1:00am when the pair decided to call it a night, good thing too, because poor Alex had quite a buzz on! Rather than sending Alex home, she got him a blanket so he could sleep on the couch. Before anyone was going to bed, it was time to take off their makeup and get cleaned up. Philipa did Alex first and sent him to crash on the couch, then she cleaned herself up, as well, then to bed. She smiled to herself and had the most pleasant dreams that night.
Around 8:00, Alex was awakened by the smell of coffee. He lay there for another minute and just stretched himself and drew a couple of deep breaths. Philipa came into the front room and brought a cup of hot joe to Alex. "Did you sleep alright?"
"Like a baby, once my head hit the pillow, I was out like a light. Thank you for allowing me to crash here last night." he gave her a huge smile as he took the cup of coffee.
"Well, you were in no shape to drive home, that's for sure," she laughed and shook her head. Philipa was a totally different looking person when she was not dressed or wearing makeup, but there was an inner beauty that Alex kind of admired. "Did you want to hang around today, or do you need to get going?"
"I think I had better get going, I've got laundry to do today and then I've gotta push a broom thru my place. I'll finish my coffee and then head out."
"Alex, what do you think about crossdressing? Is it what you thought it would be? Did you have fun, at least?"
"I had a blast last night, I have to admit. It wasn't anything like I had imagined, it was so much more. When I was dressed, it changed my whole demeanor. I felt empowered last night. It was like I had total command of my world, ya' know? The dressing part was the best. I think women have a much better way to express themselves thru their dress and makeup. Thank you Philipa, I really mean it. Wearing a dress has changed my whole perspective about women. I can now appreciate the time and effort that you put in as to how you present yourself. There's a lot more than just putting on a dress, it's the under things that sort of set the tone for your mood, as does your makeup. I hope that I can do this again after Halloween. There's something that just seems so right about it, now."
"Well, when you get in touch with your female side, you do gain a new perspective of the world. For me, it was the best thing I ever did. My female hormones are now a part of everything I do in my life now."
"How so, Philipa?"
She pulled her night coat apart so the Alex could see her bra covered breasts, then she took each one in her hands and gave them a squeeze to that he would see that they are the real deal, "These are as real as you get, no pads, not falsies, no breast forms, just me!" Then she closed her coat.
"Wow, that's about as real as it gets, huh?" Alex laughed, "But, how do you get breasts like that?"
"Like I said, hormones. My psychologist prescribed a series of drugs that affect the change. Plus, I've had my testicles removed."
Alex was shocked, "Uhh... why would you do that, don't you want to have kids someday?"
"There are several reasons, but by having them removed, my body does not produce testosterone and it makes the assimilation of the estrogen pills that I take much easier for my body to absorb."
Alex was getting an education about the trans-life, and very quickly. "I see."
"By state law, I am now classified as a female, and it says so on my driver's license and all the rest of my legal documents. I think that's what rankles everyone at work. I'm a chick with a dick!"
"Are you going to get an operation, or something, to complete everything?"
"Maybe, but I still like to stand and pee every once in a while," Philipa laughed and gave Alex a wink.
"Uhh, yeah, that would be important, huh?" Alex started laughing, as well. "Well, let me get dressed and I'll get out of your hair. Uhh, buy the way, that is your real hair, isn't it?" Philipa gave him a big smile and pulled at her locks. "Ahh, yeah..." Alex got up and excused himself to the bathroom to go get ready. The bathroom door opened a couple of inches and Philipa handed Alex a pair of black panties, "Here, you might like these better than your white ones."
Alex said, thank you, and took the, somewhat, stiff nylon panties and put them on, they immediately pulled his man thing tight against his body. He really did like wearing them, now that he had tried them. He put his own underwear into his pocket. He was nearly ready to leave, "Philipa, I want to thank you for such a wonderful time last night. As I said, I would like to do this again after the Halloween party at work."
"Indeed, it would be my great pleasure to help you. I too had a tremendous time, last night." As Alex left, she smooched his cheek and then smiled at him.
********** It was early, and Alex was already up, taking his morning shower and prepping for the Halloween party at work, and the chance to wear female things. As he dried off, he put the panties on and slightly held the band away from his body and slid his fingers on the nylon, his fingers just seemed to slide around the band with no effort and then he let them snap against his waist. He closed his eyes momentarily and savored the feeling. Once again, he found himself shaving his underarms and legs. Now that the thick stuff was out of the way, the small stuff went pretty quickly and he finished in what seemed like record time.
Alex finished dressing and drove over to Philipa's house. There was a note on the door to come on in, she was getting ready so that she would have the time necessary to spend getting Alex's makeup done in a timely fashion. There were several things laid out for Alex on the sofa. There was the short leather skirt that he had worn the other night, another long red angora sweater, some red tights, a pair of off-white fishnet pantyhose, a red bra with the breast forms already inserted, a black panty girdle, a pair of Mary-Jane high heels with a flared out heel that were some 5" tall, a black A-line bob wig with blunt cut bangs, some large clip-on hoop earrings, a couple of gold bangle bracelets, a black ribbon choker with a small cameo, and a gold ring with a fire agate that was about, 3/4" by 2", long, and a heavy gold chain anklet.
Alex had just put on the red tights when Philipa came out, "Morning... What am I supposed to do with this other pair of pantyhose? Put them on over the red ones?"
"Good morning to you Alex, how are you?"
"Good, good... No complaints." He smiled at Philipa. "Wow, don't you look nice today!" She was wearing a nurses uniform with a little cap, just like nurses of old. The starched white uniform had all the appropriate things that you would expect a nurse to have, then there were the white pantyhose and the white shoes with a 2", heel. Wow!
"Alright big boy, it's time to let you female side out. Yes, the fishnets go ever the red tights, then the girdle. I'll give you a hand with your bra, when you are ready." Philipa went on about getting her makeup ready for Alex. He struggled getting the fishnets on correctly, but then they were perfect. The black panty girdle was a lot firmer than the one he wore the other night, but he got it pulled into place. He held the bra up so Philipa could see it. "Ok, let's have a look at you with this on." A minute later, the red bra had created the perfect bolt on breasts. "Hmm, put the sweater on. I'm not sure that this is what I want you to look like today." Another minute and Alex had the red sweater pulled into place. He had a most wonderful looking rack, but Philipa wasn't thrilled with the look, big boob look - yes, but... "Ok, take the sweater off, I've got another bra that will look killer on you!" She went back to her bedroom and came out with a somewhat strange looking bra, to Alex. It was a 50's bullet/cone bra. She strapped it around his chest, but the bullets were pretty much deflated. There were a couple of cone-shaped pads that had to be inserted to get the full effect. Once the pads were in place and the sweater back on, Alex had the most wonderful pointy tits, in the world!
"Are you sure this is what you want???"
"Oh, baby cakes... you look so sexy, I can't believe it! Once you are all the way dressed and have your makeup on, I'll let you see! Wow wee!" Philipa nodded her head in approval and had this huge grin on her face.
"Let's get your shoes on and then I can get started on your makeup." When Alex stood up, he was over six feet tall, and he was a looker! He sat down and Philipa started applying her cosmetics. She did kind of a sultry black and blue eye shadow, then there was the liquid eyeliner and she pulled the top line about 3/4", past the eye for dramatic effect. The she applied some bright neon blue mascara to his lashes. The effect was tremendous! She spent another 10 minutes tweezing Alex's eye brows to a very feminine shape with high arches. Then the blush, and then the fire engine red lipstick. Wow, upon double wow! The black bob wig was certainly the crowning touch. It was a chin-length cut and looked very sophisticates, but naughty as hell at the same time. Philipa fastened the ribbon choker around Alex's neck and it completely hid what little Adam's apple he had. The bangles and ring set the whole look afire! She stepped back to view her creation and her jaw went slack from what she saw. "Oh Alexi, you are too good looking for words!" She shook her head.
Alex couldn't wait to see himself in the mirror as they walked towards the bedroom. Philipa had a blanket over the mirror so she unveil it so Alex could see himself. With a flourish, she pulled the cover from the mirror. Alex gasped, "Oh shit! Where did Alex go to??? Oh, my god, I look so beautiful, don't I?" The total package was just the sum of its parts, but the sum was actually quite something!
"Ok, let me get you a purse and your lipstick, and then we need to get going to work."
When Alex pulled into the parking lot, he pulled as close to the front door of Building 34, as he could, so he could make a mad dash for it. Well, as mad a dash as you can wearing 5", high heels. Once inside Alex made a bee line for his office and busied himself with work. About twenty minutes later, John Kellogg came into to Alex's office. Alex had his back towards him as he was pondering over a large print-out that was on the drafting board. His shapely legs certainly did catch John's attention.
"Oh, excuse me, is Alex in yet?"
In as feminine a voice as he could muster, "He'll be right back, he said." Alex turned around and smiled at John.
John just stood there a gasp, "I'm sorry, have we met before?" he was giving Alex the once over for the third, or was it the fifth, time now. Alex cocked his head and then approached John to shake his hand, "I'm Alexi, Alex's twin sister."
John shook his head and blinked his eyes quickly, he could certainly see a facial resemblance, but he didn't know the Alex had a sister. John finally came to his senses and shook Alexi's hand.
"I didn't know that Alex had a twin sister, but I guess I do now..." After several minutes of small talk, Alex looked John straight in the eye,
"John, it's me, Alex... I don't have a twin sister, in fact I'm an only child!"
"Oh my god, you little shit, you really had me going there." John took another look at Alex to try and find him thru the makeup, but he couldn't. John called out to Helen, "Helen, would you please come in here for a second..." Helen came in and looked at Alex, she too had a slack jaw.
"This is Alexi, Alex's twin sister, is it?" he looked directly at Alex. Helen came over to shake her hand, but Alex held on to it for over a minute, "Helen, it's me, Alex." He cocked his head to one side and smiled at her.
She was confused as the day was long, Mr. Bream????" Alex smiled and shook his head in the affirmative. "I would have never guessed. I saw you duck into the office when you came in, but I guessed that you were an invited guest, or something. I did look at the guest list for today, but didn't find anything. May I say, you look absolutely gorgeous!" Helen was wearing a football jersey, but it didn't hold a candle to Alex!
Helen went back to her desk and John remarked, "Nice tits, honey... I'll see you at the party later on, kiddo," and laughed as he left the office. The phone lines were abuzz about the outfit that Alex had worn today. By nearly 11:00, almost everyone in the Pegasus group had come by to take a look at Alex. Of course, there were the numerous comments about his pointy breasts, and then there were snide comments about him being so well put together today, jealousy is a terrible thing in the hands of ornery men. Especially, when their costumes were about as predictable as the plague and had no imagination. The few women within the project were all very complimentary, AND a bit jealous. For the boy wonder had certainly outclassed them all, in spades.
About 11:40, Philipa called to see how it went, and was going, "Hi, how's it going over there?"
"There are too many words and I don't know how to string them all together right now, but I'm a big hit, that's for sure. Are you free for lunch?"
"You bet, see you at noon in the cafeteria."
As Alex came into the cafeteria, all heads turned his way, there were a few gasp's from some of the other employees because the news of his outfit had made it, even, to the big building. After getting his lunch, Alex went and sat with Philipa, the two made quite a pair to look at.
The party was a real extravaganza of strange and weird characters, some that you would expect, and some... not. There were prizes and there were quite a few winners for different categories. Alex thought that he had dodged a bullet here, but the last prize was for, best of show, so to speak, and he was it. Everyone clapped and cheered as he strutted his stuff up to the stage amid the cat calls and loud whistles. There was a trophy and cash prize of $500, to boot.
And, that's where we leave off, for now...