Posted by: Admin on Wednesday, March 17, 2004 - 06:05 AM 
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There's always some adjustments to be made when finding out if a new job SUITS....
Headlights Girl
Chapter 3 & 4
BY CATHY_T_
After Eric left, having explained to me the way to use the tapes and the order in which to view them, I got up from the chair and grabbed a Pepsi(TM) from the fridge and just sat and thought for a bit.
I was still in Jim mode, for the most part, at least mentally, and my thoughts were mostly about how I was feeling and the way my new body felt. I guess the most immediate thing was the way my new breasts felt and the lack of something between my legs. Surprisingly, although I FELT the loss there, it didn't feel THAT strange! I mean, yeah I missed the feeling of something there, but it didn't seem to be affecting me all that much. I knew that I SHOULD have been freaking out, but instead there was a kind of, well, acceptance I guess you could say.
Let's put it this way. When I got up from the chair to go to the fridge, I noticed the weight hanging from my chest and the way my hips and legs moved differently. I seemed to be placing one foot almost directly in front of the other, without even thinking about it. It felt.....unusual to not have anything in the way of the motion of my legs, enabling me to move that way without pinching something. It was more noticeable when I sat back down, though. When I did THAT, the first thing I noticed was that I folded BOTH legs under me and it didn't seem uncomfortable at all. In fact, it seemed VERY comfortable!
I had also noticed that my arms seemed to swing further from my sides than they usually did and when I noticed that, I picked my arms up from my sides to avoid doing that, but when I did, I found that I was only bending my arms at the elbows, and my hands seemed to just flop down so that the backs of my hands were facing forward. When I noticed THAT, I kind of got a bit flustered and I couldn't figure out WHAT to do with my arms and hands then! I kind of, well, fluttered around for a bit until I remembered that I was there to get a Pepsi(TM) and I kind of focused on THAT instead of what to do with my appendages. I was back in the chair with my legs folded under me before I even remembered that I had been worrying about my arms and hands.
I guess what I'm trying to say is that I was noticing the little things much more than the BIG things. I mean, I still had two arms, two legs, one head(no smart comments, please!)one torso, etc. I was only missing(as it were)three relatively small things and had gained two other, again relatively small things although they didn't LOOK small from my vantage point, staring down at them. I sat there for a few minutes, pondering these things while I drank my soda. Again, like I said, these things didn't bother me NEARLY as much as I thought they would, or should. I was more curious than anything, I guess, than I was concerned.
Well, ?no time like the present' I thought to myself. I got up and wandered back into the bathroom, shedding clothes as I went. By the time I got there I was only wearing the bra and the panties, again noticing the way I walked, but not really trying to influence my general WAY I was walking, just ?going with the flow'. I stepped in front of the large mirror mounted on the wall and just looked at my new self. I mean, I just LOOKED. What I saw, reflected in that mirror was an image designed to stop traffic. An image solely meant to titillate and fascinate MEN!
Long blonde hair that literally flowed down my back to a point somewhere between my shoulder blades and my (ahem) behind, topped a lovely face with an absolutely flawless complexion. Full slightly pink lips, high, elegant cheekbones, wide and seemingly endlessly deep blue eyes and a nose too beautiful to be insulted by being called ?cute'.
Following my neck down, led me to my breasts. What can I say about them? In my life, I had seem many breasts. Some large, some small. These that I now possessed were just perfect for the body upon which they rested, although ?rested' might be the wrong operative word. They seemed to move out of proportion with the slightest motion of my body. They jiggled, they swayed, they BOUNCED(which fact I learned by TRYING it. (Again, NO wisecracks, please.) I mean, they were right THERE, I HAD to try that, right? They were sensitive too, as I found out while ummmm, examining them. The slightest brush of a finger caused MAJOR tremors through my body and, when I accidently touched one of my nipples, I damn near came right up off the floor! I'd NEVER felt anything like THAT before!
Anyway, deciding that I didn't want to repeat THAT experience again, at least not right now I didn't, I moved further down this female body I found myself ensconced in, finding that my ribcage flowed smoothly down to a trim and flat tummy to a narrow waist and then flared suddenly outwards to a pair of wide hips. The kind of hips that are called ?child bearing', I believe. Looking behind me I found a behind that was beyond beautiful. It was round, it was smooth, it was mine! At least for the next three years, it was mine. Below that were a pair of legs that men would probably fall all over themselves just to look at, let alone touch. The feet? Well, I have always been an afficionado of women's feet. I find, or FOUND them incredibly sexy with their painted toenails and cute little toes and high arches. These feet, that I now owned, wer no exception. Rather, they were the RULE!
So, taken part by part, this new home of mine was amazing. Taken as a whole, it was beyond anything I could have EVER imagined myself being inside of and in control of! I just stood there, admiring myself for a few minutes before it even dawned on me that I was not being weirded out by it. Rather, I thought I was flat-out GORGEOUS and I was PROUD of the image staring back at me from that mirror. I was posing there for quite awhile, doing all those cutesey-poo, sexy poses that one sees in those men's magazines, before I remembered that I was supposed to be viewing those tapes.
I quickly got dressed again, not noticing that I had no trouble with the bra or anything else, and I scooted myself back out into the living room and inserted the first tape into the player. I put the headphones on and started the tape, relaxing back into that chair. I seemed to just kind of drift off into some kind of trance or something and, when I finally came back, I saw, to my surprise, that 45 minutes had passed and the tape was rewinding! I couldn't even remember WHAT I had watched or listened to, only that I had been almost hypnotized by the music that I had heard upon starting that tape.
I took a sip from my now warm Pepsi(TM) and just sat there. Finally I got up and took out the tape that had been playing, noticing that it was titled: MOVEMENT AND DEPORTMENT. For some reason, I suddenly felt uncomfortable in the tennis shoes I was wearing. I felt, well, unfeminine! I took them off and went back to the bedroom where I found a pair of heels that I thought might look good with what I was wearing(though I can't tell you HOW I thought they would go well)and slipped them on my feet. I took a few steps, expecting to fall on my face or my butt, but instead I seemed to be right at home in those 3 inch heels and had no difficulty walking in them. Something didn't seem quite right though, but I didn't know what it might be so I went back into the living room and inserted the next tape in the stack, into the player, noticing that it was titled: CLOTHING FOR EVERY OCCASION AND HOW TO WEAR IT.
Again, as before, I sort of ?zoned out' and came to about 45 minutes later. It was THEN that I realized that I shouldn't be wearing these heels! NOT without some HOSE! I quickly found some pantyhose and slipped them on with no trouble. Then I re-shod myself with those heels and found that it felt MUCH better! My GOODNESS, WHAT could I have been THINKING? One DOESN'T wear heels without SOME form of hose! It not only makes them easier to slip on and off, it also protects the shoes from damage from oils and perspiration. ANY young girl knows THAT!
That settled, I went BACK to the living room and found the next tape, titled: MAKEUP APPLICATION FOR EVERY OCCASION, and inserted IT into the player. About 45 minutes later, I woke from my little, now familiar, trance as the tape was rewinding. I took a sip from my soda, now TOTALLY warm and tasteless, and got up to dump the rest of it into the kitchen sink. I passed by a wall mounter mirror on the way to the sink and was SHOCKED to see that I had NO makeup on! I quickly dumped the soft drink and hurried to the bedroom where I sat down at the vanity and began to remedy this intolerable situation! WHAT could I have been thinking? NO girl goes out with less than a little foundation, some lipstick, and a bit of mascara, even in broad DAYLIGHT! I found everything I needed and, several minutes later, I looked at the woman in the mirror who looked MUCH better now that she was wearing PROPER makeup for daytime, casual living. Of course, if I were to go OUT for any reason, I'd have to ?liven' my look up with a little more mascara and perhaps some blush and eyeshadow. Nothing MAJOR, you understand, just the bare essentials for ANY woman.
PRESENT TIME INTERLUDE: I know you've noticed that I seemed to take all these changes fully in stride without the slightest bit of hesitation. That's quite true and there's no doubt about it. I never even noticed that my behavior was changing as I watched those tapes. The things I did to improve my female image came directly from those tapes and, at the time, I DIDN'T think anything about them. I only found them amazing AFTERWARDS.
NOW BACK TO OUR STORY.
I flounced back into the living room and inserted the next tape, titled: FLIRTING FOR FUN AND PROFIT. When I came out of my little ?trance' the tape was rewinding and Eric was sitting in a chair opposite me. I got up sexily and sauntered over to him, swinging my behind for all it was worth. I sashayed right up to him and knelt down in front of him, caressing his legs as I knelt. I purred at him,
"Well, HI there! It's about TIME you got back. I was getting SO lonely here all by myself. Can I get you anything, Eric dear? I know! How about a little drink? Or would you rather have some coffee? Maybe a soft drink? You just name it and I'll fetch it for you, honey. Maybe you'd rather have a drink of....me?"
Eric stood up, taking me along with him and held me at arm's length. He was SO handsome and strong!
"Not right now, Holly. Maybe later if you're good. Right now we still have a lot of work to do. You've got to finish those tapes and I've got to go make myself a bit more manly. I bought some clothes and a hairpiece, along with some paste-on eyebrows. If I'm going to go out with you tonight, I want to look as much like my old self as I can. I have the feeling that YOU are gonna look just GORGEOUS and I don't want you to be embarrassed by being seen with a Yul Brynner lookalike. Now you just sit your cute little behind down in that chair and watch the next tape while I go make myself look more like I SHOULD look, ok?"
I pouted prettily and swayed back and forth.
"Okay." I replied. But we could have some fun here instead of going out and having to share you with all the other girls who'll be out there hunting tonight. I can be LOADS of fun, you know?"
"Yes, I know, Holly." Eric said. "Don't forget, it's not that long ago that _I_ was you, remember?"
A light went on in my head just then. A light that told me that I wasn't acting like myself, but was acting like a little bubbleheaded blonde flirt! Holy shit! That was the first time I had ANY indication of what those tapes could do, HAD done to a person! Embarrassed? Hell YES I was embarrassed!
"ERIC!" I said. "My GOD, I'm sorry. I don't know WHAT came over me. I just saw you there in that chair and you looked so sexy and handsome and.....male, and I couldn't HELP myself, and I'm doing it again, aren't I? JESUS, Eric! HOW do I turn this shit OFF? I'm feeling things for you and about you that I shouldn't be, aren't I?'
"No Holly. You're acting and feeling pretty much what you SHOULD be right now. Those tapes are VERY powerful training tools and they work VERY well indeed. What you're feeling right now is PURE Holly. The feelings taught to you by the tapes is very strong in the first few hours. It'll grow less powerful as time passes, but it will never totally leave you. You'll be able to control it much better with the passage of a little time, and then, when you review your tapes once a month, you'll find that you won't feel things so strongly, but will rather just have your knowledge re-enforced as it were. You'll still act in a very feminine way as befits a little sexpot like Holly, but you'll have MUCH more control as time goes by. For now, I won't take advantage of you and your new feelings. I know how strong they are, as I went through them myself. Now SCOOT! Get back there in your chair and watch the next tape while I get myself maleified." And he slapped me on the behind as he said that.
"Oh POOH!" I pouted at his back. "You're no fun at ALL! You just WAIT! I'll show you."
I slouched back to my chair, stopping to insert the next tape, titled: DANCING AND SOCIAL BEHAVIOR. When I came out of my ?trance' I found Eric watching me with an amused look on his face.
"Well, Holly." He said, questioningly. ?How do you like your little training sessions?"
"Why ERIC!" I replied in a low breathy tone. ?I like them just fine! I'm learning SO much and it's kinda fun, y'know? I mean, I just take these little catnaps," and here I streeeeetched sexily, "and when I wake up, I know a whole bunch of things I didn't know before. For example," I continued, "I've learned JUST how to turn you on and I can't WAIT to try it out on you, you poor, helpless, little man you." I got up from my chair and practically STALKED over to stand in front of Eric, one hand on my hip and the other just waving around at my side, almost like a stripper would do.
I bent at the waist, towards Eric and pursed my lips at him, inviting him to kiss me, but he just SAT there, LOOKING at me with a GRIN on his face! I moved a little closer and was just inches from kissing him when he suddenly said:
"Extreme Holly, OFF."
I woke up just inches from Eric's face, my lips pursed as if I were waiting for a kiss, amazed and frightened by where I was and what I seemed to be doing. Well, I SAY I ?woke up'. In reality, I was not really ?asleep' as such. I mean, I was AWARE of what i was doing and how I was acting all the time. It was more that I wasn't concerned about acting the way I had been. I WAS a sexy looking woman, wasn't I? What was more normal than a sexy woman putting her moves on a good looking guy, right? Except............when Eric said those words, "Extreme Hollly, OFF", I suddenly became TOTALLY aware of what I was doing and how I was acting. I wasn't really embarrassed by it, but I WAS surprised and a little scared by it.
"Eric!" I said in a slightly shaky tome of voice. "Holy shit! WHAT was I just DOING? That's scary, man. Why was I acting like that? Can I control it or will I act like that all the time around men? I don't know if I can HANDLE this if I can't control how I act."
"He replied, saying,
"Holly, just relax. I already told you that, at first, the emotions and all the knowledge you're getting from the tapes is hard to control, that's why there's a ?turn-off" phrase. After you've been Holly for a couple of days and the knowledge has had a chance to ?settle in' you'll find it much easier to control your emotions and actions. Until then, I will be right here with you to make sure you don't get yourself in trouble, or get involved in anything you don't really want right now or can't HANDLE right now. I'm going to be with you right up until Tuesday when you start at HEADLIGHTS, to make certain that you get every bit of knowledge you need and to make sure you can handle yourself properly, so just chill out and watch the last tape. It's the one you'll need to be able to handle your new job the way Holly is supposed to be able to. When you're done with this one, you can go and get a bath and change to go out for the evening. Trust me, okay? I'm not going to let you get yourself in too deep, but there are still some things you have to learn the old way, by experiencing them. Extreme Holly, ON!"
Again, I pooh poohed him and went back to my chair after putting in the last tape in the stack. This one was titled: WORK ETIQUETTE, ETHICS, AND PERFORMANCE(Co-Worker Identification and Friends((Boyfriends)) ON AND OFF DUTY BEHAVIOR.
When the final tape was completed and I was sitting there, letting all the new information percolate into my tired little brain, I began to get the idea that I needed a bath. I mean I NEEDED a bath! I got up from the chair and gathered all the tapes together, putting them into a carrying case, in order, then I carried the case back into the bedroom and stored it in the closet in a lock box. Then I hunted up a fresh bra and some matching panties and my robe. I marched into the bathroom, calling out to Eric,
"I'm going to be in the but, Honey. Do we have reservations or can we be fashionably late?"
"No problem, Holly." He called back. ?Our reservations aren't for another three hours. I wanted to make sure you had time to view and begin to process, all the information you had to get through today. Remember, tonight is going to be another little test for you as "Holly". I'll be right there with you to make sure things go right and that you don't get yourself in over your head, though, so don't worry about anything, okay?"
"Okay lover." I called back. "This should be interesting. My first bath as Holly and my first night out. Wheeeee! Don't get lonesome out there without me, ok, honey?"
"Oh, go get your bath, woman!" He replied, mock testily. "I'll be just fine out here all by myself, but don't take forever in there, okay? You've still got to choose your outfit for the night and do your hair and makeup. No more than 30 minutes in the tub, you hear me, young lady?"
"Yes, DADDY." I replied. "I hear you just fine. You know, you can't rush beauty! It'll take however long it takes, and if we're late, well then we'll be late. We can always go somewhere else if we're too late to make our reservations, but I WILL try to be on time. Kiss KISS!" And I closed the door of the bathroom.
Now I know a lot of you are gonna be expecting a load of details here about my first bath and all the preparations, but you're gonna be disappointed, sorry. I'm trying NOT to turn this into a full length novel! Sheesh! LOL
I finished my bath and sat down at my vanity to do my makeup for the evening. I knew that I needed to go a little more dramatic with it since light would be low and I wanted to look my very best. I just sat there and applied it like I'd been doing it all my life! When I was finished, I got up to choose a dress for the night. I passed up a lot of fancy looking gowns and went, instead, with what is called the "Classic LBD" Little Black Dress, that is. It was very nice, but understated. I didn't want my clothing to overshadow my ?natural' beauty. I chose jewelry that would enhance my simple, but elegant look, just little diamond earrings that dangled a little bit, a choker necklace and bracelet with a matching little feminine watch, and a couple of small rings. Nothing showy. For some reason, I wanted the attention to be on Eric, not on me. I didn't know it at the time, but that was part of the ?programming' on those tapes. They were designed to make me WANT to have my ?date' or whoever I was with, to be the one getting the attention.
When I finally glided out of the bedroom on the 4 inch black stiletto heels I'd decided to wear, (well, not ALL the attention should be on the guy, right? HE hehe) I looked like about a million dollars and it showed in Eric's eyes when he saw me. He stared for a moment and then he WHISTLED!
"WOW!" He expostulated. "I'd forgotten just how good Holly looks from the outside. You look magnificent! You forget, after wearing that suit for awhile, just how really beautiful Holly really is. Whew."
I preened under Eric's praise, glad I had done a good job and pleased that he thought I looked pretty. I did a couple of turns for him, showing off the dress and how well it fit me, not to mention how good it looked ON me. I felt very relaxed and good about how I looked and wasn't a bit concerned about going outside the apartment for the first time, fully dressed as a woman. I was only looking forward to having a nice evening with a good looking man and getting a good dinner out of the deal, besides. It's GOOD to be pretty!
Eric looked at me, proudly and I looked back at him. There were a lot of emotions chasing each other around in my head just then, not the least of which was how good I felt about going out with such a good looking guy. He seemed very nice and I knew I could look forward to a wonderful and maybe even a ROMANTIC evening. He extended his arm to me after we grabbed out coats, (mine was MINK!)and I put my hand through his arm and off we went.
He locked the door behind us and, as we started down the stairs, he said,
"Extreme Holly OFF!"
Well shit!
More to come. Stay tuned to this very station for the next episode!
?EXTREME HOLLY OFF?' I thought to myself. ?WHY?'
I turned to Eric, about to ask him that very question, but as I did, he took my hand, placed in the crook of his arm and began walking towards his, I mean Holly's, damn it, I guess I mean MY car now! Well, I had no real choice so I followed him, noticing as I did that my body moved in a completely different way than it ever had before. My hips were swinging back and forth, my other hand, the one Eric DIDN'T have control of, was holding the strap of the purse which was hung on my shoulder. My feet seemed to place themselves in a more or less straight line, one almost directly in front of the other instead of offset, like I USED to do.
Eric's actions put my question off for a little while and, as he helped me into the car on the driver's side, I became too busy to remember to ask it right then. I noticed that I slid into the seat with no problems and no undue flashes of long legs or undergarments to the rest of the world at large. I then lifted and slid my legs, heels and all, into the car, swivelling around so I was facing the front of the car, all without any feelings of unfamiliarity. I was in control, but I wasn't somehow.
Eric went around to the other side of the car and entered, like all guys normally do, one leg at a time, plopping the butt into the seat and bringing in the remaining leg after that. He turned his face towards me and asked,
"Okay. I can tell by the look on your face, that you've got questions. Fire away, Holly."
"Very well, Eric." I responded. "Question number one. Why did you use the key phrase to turn off the automatic extreme Holly? Question number two, why am I not having any problems moving this VERY different body in what seems to me to be a perfectly normal female manner? Number three, why am _I_ on the driver's side? Isn't it usually the GUY who gets to drive?"
Eric held up his hand, palm towards me, indicating that I should stop right there, which I did. He then said,
"Your first question, about turning off "Extreme Holly? I did that so you won't get yourself into any trouble I can't get you out of tonight. In "Extreme" mode, you actually become Holly in every way. I don't think you're ready for the way that Holly can flirt with men, or the possible results of that flirting, just yet. If you want, I can turn it back on and leave it on. Is that what you want me to do?"
I thought about that for a few seconds and I realized that Eric was probably right in doing what he did. I WASN'T ready to start flirting with men yet, and I SURE wasn't ready to deal with what might happen because of that flirting! I mean, okay. I WAS feeling totally at home and comfortable in my new guise and I hadn't truthfully given it a thought as we left the house. It had seemed totally natural to me to be walking in high heels and wearing a dress and makeup outside the house.
"But Eric?" I said. "If you turned off "extreme Holly" then why do I feel at ease this way? I mean shouldn't I be freaking out at the very idea of being outside in women's clothes and makeup?"
"Well Holly," Eric continued. The reason why you feel as comfortable as you do is that the suit itself imposes the ?Holly' persona on you regardless of whether the ?Extreme' function is on or off. What the "Extreme' option does, is allow the TOTAL Holly persona to, well, take over completely, would be the best way to put it. When I first became Holly, I wondered the same things you are now. All I can really tell you is that I never bothered to ask Frank the questions you are asking me. I was committed to being Holly for the three years and I guess I never thought to question whatever he did, or how he did it. I'm going to answer as many of YOUR questions as I can, but for the more technical things, you're going to have to ask the club owners or managers. I don't know much about those things and I never bothered to ask, like I said."
"Okay Eric. I responded. "I can deal with that, I guess, but what about my being so comfortable and at ease dressed the way I am?"
"Again, Holly," he said, "That is a function of the suit itself. There are two overlay personalities built into the suit. The first is a simple one which allows you to function as a normal woman does and, at the same time, it is reinforced by some of the programming on the tapes you watched. At this point, you can't HELP but act and feel like the woman you appear to be. If you tried to walk or talk the way you used to as a guy, you wouldn't be able to, simply because of the mental re-conditioning you have undergone. You're STILL you, but your personality and things like that, including the way you walk and talk and all your mannerisms are being controlled by the suit and the programming. Those tapes, the ones you are going to have to re-watch every day this week and then once a month after that, are what's responsible for all this to be possible. Without them, you'd just be a guy in a female bodysuit."
He went on to say, "Also, when the ?Extreme Holly' option is in force, it accesses ALL the programming and also a memory bank which allows you to seamlessly take over being Holly. After all, if you showed up looking and moving like Holly, but couldn't remember all her friends and regular customers, it'd be kinda suspicious, right? Additionally, the programming in the ?Extreme Holly' option is totally female. Your thoughts, your actions, your mode of response, every little gesture you make, even the way you do your new job, are contained in there. You won't need that tonight, as this is your first outing as Holly. I just want you to get used to the way men are going to look at you and try to hit on you, without you getting yourself in too deep and going home with one of them!"
I started the car while Eric paused for breath.
"Finally, you're on the driver's side of the car because it's YOUR car. It wouldn't look right for me to be driving your car and, since we're going to "HEADLIGHTS" for this first time out, you should be behind the wheel, or at least that's the way _I_ see it. Just relax and let your programming take over a little bit. You'll find that you know the best and shortest way to the club and how to drive wearing those stilts you've got on. Now let's get going and have a little fun. We have to be back here by midnight or so, so you'll be able to get a good night's sleep your first night in the suit. You'll see what I mean later on. Also, you need that sleep so your mind will be able to best absorb the programming each time you view those tapes. I found that, if you're tired or sleepy or even distracted, the programming doesn't ?take' as well, leaving some gaps which can be embarrassing."
"Okay, Eric," I said while gunning the engine of that sweet sounding little Mustang. "Let's GO!" And I hit the gas while dumping the clutch, which caused the little car to rocket out of the driveway, leaving twin black streaks of rubber on the pavement. I shifted gears like I had been doing it all my life and by the time we were entering the flow of traffic toward the freeway, we were in 5th gear and cruising at about 60 or so. The throaty rumbling of the exhaust was like a narcotic to me, as I had always loved the sound of a big V-8 engine. Apparently THAT was one part of Holly that matched my Jim side, perfectly. I found, as Holly, I knew exactly when to shift gears and keep the car moving without any problems at all, even in the 5 inch heels I was wearing, even though as Jim, I had never had the chance to drive a hot set of wheels like this little pony.
We got on the freeway and were soon at 70 miles an hour without any strain at all. Eric had his window down and was lighting a cigarette, and I asked him to light one for me too. He looked at me and said,
"That's another part of the programming. Holly smokes, even if YOU never did. You don't have to worry about diseases though. Something about that suit won't let you get sick or catch any diseases. You can't even catch a cold while you wear it. Just another one of the little ?perks' that come with it. You'll still feel the satisfaction that comes from nicotine or alcohol entering your body, but you can't get drunk and you can't get cancer. If you continued being Holly after your ?tour of duty' in the suit is up, you'd live a totally disease free life for as long as you remain Holly. You would continue to age at the reduced rate and you'd never look any less attractive than you do right now. The only thing that can slow you down is the normal aging processes of the brain itself and even that is slowed. You should never have to worry about senility or things like alzheimers either."
Well, this was a lot of information that I was being asked to take in and it was getting a bit overwhelming so I just took my cigarette from Eric and smoked while I drove. I noticed that it was all white and had a menthol bite to it that wasn't unpleasant or harsh. The brand wasn't a familiar one and when I asked Eric about that he said that it was a brand they sell at the club, specially made up for them by the same outfit that supplied the bodysuits.
Eric said, "I think these cigarettes have something in them that helps in that slowing down of your ageing I talked about. Again, if you want the whole story, you'll have to get it from management. I never bothered to ask most of the questions you're asking me. I just accepted all of it as a package deal. Oh, one other thing about the cigarettes. You won't be addicted to them if and when you decide to stop being Holly. In fact, you aren't addicted to them now. You can smoke or not smoke. It's just easier to assimilate the programming and get the benefits of them if you do smoke. There are other ways to get the same effects, but they involve drinking a ?cocktail' that the club provides and it doesn't taste very good at all. Most of the girls at the club prefer the smoking over the ?cocktails'. Besides, I think it's sexy to see a great looking woman smoking a cigarette, don't you?"
Well, I had to agree with Eric on THAT point. There IS something sexy about seeing a gorgeous woman smoking a cigarette. Whether it's the elegant way they hold it and blow the smoke back out, up into the air or the graceful way they act while doing it, I don't know. I only know that I found myself holding that smoke it the tips of my long nailed fingers and inhaling and exhaling that fragrant smoke, just the way I'd seen other women do it. It even FELT a little sexy and I smiled a little smile at Eric as he watched me smoking.
"I guess I have to agree with you, Eric. It even feels sexy to ME while I'm doing this. I'm a bit amazed that I CAN do this while driving this car, considering that Jim doesn't smoke and can't drive a stick shift to save his life, but I assume that's all part of the programming and memory things you've been telling me about. What I CAN'T figure out at all is WHY? I mean, these bodysuits have GOT to be horrendously expensive and then there's those tapes and all that. So why does "HEADLIGHTS" go to all the cost of this? Wouldn't it be cheaper and easier to hire real women?"
Eric thought about that one for a few minutes while I maneuvered the Mustang through some traffic. He finally said,
"Holly. That's another one of those questions that management will have to answer for you. I gotta agree that it SEEMS like it'd be easier to hire real women, but maybe it's because they want a kind of continuity in their clubs. In other words, it's probably more comfortable for the customers to see the same faces in the clubs they frequent. If they hired real women, there'd always be a ?turnover rate' and people would have to get used to new waitresses and dancers when they come in. If they're regulars, they expect to see their ?favorites' there and would be disappointed if they weren't there. I imagine that's part of it."
He got a serious look on his face then and he continued, saying,
"There's another thing I want to talk to you about, Holly. It's really important and I want you to listen carefully to me for the next few minutes, okay?"
As if anything could be more serious than what he had already been telling me?
"Okay, Eric. You've got my full attention or as much as I can spare while I'm driving." I answered.
Eric shifted a bit in his seat til he was facing me and then he said,
"What I've got to talk about is the way you WILL be treated as Holly. You need to accept that you are now, for all intents and purposes, a real live beautiful woman. Men WILL hit on you and, because of the way the suit is built and because of the programming in those tapes, you WILL respond as if you WERE a real woman. You are going to find yourself VERY attracted to men and you're going to WANT their attentions. That mean that, inevitably, you are going to sleep with men. I don't want you to worry about this or stress about it. It's a normal function of a beautiful woman and, right now and for the next three years, you ARE one. If you EVER have a problem with this, PLEASE call me or talk to the management. They and I will help you all we can. As long as you wear that suit and view the tapes, you won't even THINK about being attracted to another woman. It's all part of the total ?image' that the club expects from their employees and, believe it or not, you will enjoy every bit of the attention you'll get from men."
He paused for a few seconds and then continued.
You're going to experience every bit of what a real woman does when you flirt, or even seduce a man, and you're going to LOVE having sex with them! TRUST me! Even now that I'm out of that suit, I still remember what it felt like to make love with a man. It doesn't mean I'm gay or anything like it, because when I had sex with men, I was a woman, just like you are now. Right now, I can't imagine ever sleeping with another man and that's because I am coming out of the influence of the suit and tapes. I always was heterosexual before I donned the suit and I will be again, but that doesn't mean I can't look back at the experiences I had with men, fondly. I wanted to tell you about this part of it before it happened to you, and it WILL happen. I know you don't believe me, but after this first week when you're in full-time Holly mode, you WILL find men attractive and, if the right one comes along, you will want to sleep with him. Just go with it and don't worry, okay?"
Well now, THAT was a real bombshell to drop on me! I had never considered that part of this experience and was, as Jim, completely heterosexual. I didn't answer Eric right away, but rather I drove in silence while I digested this latest bit of information. I could understand it from an abstract point of view, though. I mean, according to all the Eric had told me so far, while I wore this suit I was real enough as a woman that I could fool a trained gynecologist, so it only made sense that, along with everything else, I would ACT like a real woman would and THAT meant, being attracted to men. I won't say that it didn't scare me though. It did! A LOT!
Thinking back though, to the night I spent with Holly, I could recall the pleasure SHE had evidenced when we were in bed together, and I realized at THAT point, that would be the way _I_ would react in bed with a man. I almost had to stop the car to catch my breath when THAT thought finally hit home.
Well, by the time I got my thoughts around those thoughts, we were arriving at the club. I wheeled the Mustang into the parking lot and pulled right up to the same back door that Holly had taken me in when we were here last. I parked the car and Eric got out, quickly coming around to the driver's side and opening the door for me. He reached in and took my left hand, assisting me in getting out of the car and then, he tucked my hand into the crook of his arm, but he allowed me to take the lead when we reached the door. He told me,
"From now on, YOU are Holly and you're gonna have to ACT the part. _I_ don't belong here anymore as an employee, so YOU are going to have to take the lead as if you were always Holly and I am just another date of yours. I'll help you all I can, but a lot of it's going to be up to you. You'll find that, if you think about things for a second or two, the knowledge you'll need is there in your brain. The more you use it, the more easily you'll be able to access it, until it becomes second nature to you. It's going to go a lot smoother and easier on you if you just let "Jim" go to sleep for the next three years or for as long as you are Holly, believe on that point. You HAVE to be Holly now and for the foreseeable future so relax and enjoy it. It won't hurt you, physically OR mentally and if you let ?Jim' go night night, it'll be better, okay?"
He patted my hand and smiled reassuringly at me. I swallowed hard a couple of times and tried to push ?Jim' to the back of my mind. I did find things in my memory that hadn't ever been there before and when I concentrated a little bit on them, I realized that they WERE the things I would need to know as Holly.
"Okay, Eric." I breathed. "Let's go do this. I'm in the mood for some fun and some dancing and I might as well enjoy this for however it lasts. You're right, though. I AM gonna have to put ?Jim' on hold while I do this. I don't think ?he' could deal with all I'm going to experience over the next three years, or whatever."
That said, I took another deep, cleansing breath and knocked on the door. It opened up to reveal ?Tiny' the bouncer. His face lit up when he saw Holly there with Eric, and he hugged me, saying,
"GOOD ta see ya, Holly! Eric, it's been awhile, hasn't it? Where ya been hiding? C'mon in, both of ya!"
We entered and Tiny closed the door behind us.
""Holly," he continued, "If you got any questions that Eric here ain't answered yet, you come ta me and I'll take ya to the boss where ya can get ?em answered, okay? I want ya ta know that I love ALL the girls that work here and I protect ?em like I would my own daughters. If you EVER have any trouble with anybody, you tell me and I'll make sure they see the error of their ways!" And he scowled fiercely. I hugged him back, on impulse and kissed him on his big cheek, and watched his scowl get replaced by a big, shy grin.
"Eric." He said. "You picked a good one here. I'll watch over her just like I done for you and all the other girls here, you never worry about dat, okay?" And he smacked Eric on the back like a pal does to another pal.
Eric damn near got knocked off his feet by that ?friendly' gesture of Tiny's, but he quickly regained his balance and said,
"Thanks, Tiny. I knew you'd like Holly and I never doubted for a second that you'd look after her like you did me. You were always so sweet to me, and I want you to know that I really appreciated it. You're a good man, Tiny."
"Aw shucks, Eric." Tiny responded. "Cut it out now. You're gonna make me cry or somethin' and I can't hug ya no more since you're a guy again and stuff. You did a damn good job here and I'm sure the boss is gonna give ya a real good report and references for whatever your next job turns out ta be."
Tiny then turned to me with a little gleam in his eye and said,
"Now, did Eric here tell ya that _I_ get ta break in the new girls in bed?"
EEEEEEP!!!!!!!
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Note: TG Body Suits Deals, Bets or Dares Mind Altered, Hypnosis, Brainwashed Rated-M
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