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Fantasy Cruise
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
Fantasy Cruise
I was totally burned-out. The feature project which I had been
working on for the last six months was drawing to an end.
Production was wrapping and the crew was saying it's good byes.
The Production company was excited about the product, a
futuristic action adventure film, shot in Atlanta, with two of the
hottest box office stars in the world. Figuring that it would easily
net in excess of forty million in theatrical release alone and grateful
that we were on schedule and under budget, my friend for many
years, Diane who owns the production company added a perk in
the form of an all-expense paid three month vacation cruise.
She said that they owned a part of the cruise line and that I was
booked in a luxury cabin. Anything I might need could be obtained
with my signiture, so the fact that I was ill-prepared for an ocean
cruise made little difference. She explained that she had taken a
cruise on the line about ten years ago and that she enjoyed herself
so much that she talked her partners into buying a major holding in
the cruise line. Diane said that she had noticed how much energy I
put into my work and that she knew that I needed a change of pace.
I didn't argue with her, I had sensed that my creativity was at an
all time log and was in need of a recharge. "Les, when you get back
from the cruise you'll feel like a new person. And who knows...you
may meet the girl of your dreams." She gave me a peck on the cheek
and handed me plane tickets to Miami and sent me on my way.
I arrived in Miami at 1:30 pm and was greeted at the airport by a
Limo driver holding a sign that read;
Fantasy Cruises
Ms. Leigh
I overlooked the obvious typo and introduced myself to the driver.
After I showed her some ID and told her that Diane had sent me
she accepted that I was the party that she was to pick-up. She was
a classy young woman in her twenties and she introduced herself as
Bobbie. She was dressed in a cris` black chauffeurs uniform with it's
cap atop beautiful long blond hair, fitted jacket, white blouse, red
bow tie, form hugging black skirt cut just above her perfect knees,
black seamed hose, all perched atop a pair of red patent 5" pumps.
To say that she was stunning would have been a great injustice.
We waited for my single suit bag to appear on the carousel for
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almost an hour. All the other passengers from Altanta had received
their bags and were long gone. Bobbie said that there was a
clothing store on the ship and that all I would need to do was sign
for what ever I needed. " Besides, you probably will only need a
couple swim suits." I really didn't have many options. The airline
figured that my bag was now on its way to Puerto Rico and that
there was no way they could get it to the ship before we left. Bobbie
reassured me that everything would be fine and she escorted me to
a white stretch limo just outside the baggage area and opened the
door. "Make yourself at home, the cruise doesn't leave until 9 pm
so we have some extra time. Have you ever been to Miami before?"
I told her that I had, but like most of my travels, I had not had a
chance to see anything besides my hotel room and the location.
"Well then, we'll just drive around a while and I'll point out some
landmarks. There's a laptop computer in the back with a vacation
survey program. It will give us an idea of the activities that you
might enjoy during the cruise. If you have any questions feel free to
ask me." With that she closed the door and assumed her position
behind the wheel. As we pulled away from the airport I opened the
computer and turned it on. It went through a short boot-up
routine and a screen appeared.
Fantasy Cruise Lines
Preliminary Questionnaire
Press Enter when you are ready to begin
I pressed the enter key and began. I answered the first few
questions with ease. Name, address, income level, hobbies, etc. The
next section dealt with legal issues. You know the "In case of
emergency contact:" My parents had passed on sometime ago and
the last time I allowed another to touch my heart was too long ago.
For the last ten years I had married myself to my business. The
offspring of this pairing were the coldness of a little fame and
moderate fortune, children who could turn on you in the brightness
of a photographers flash. I could think of nobody who I would wish
to burden if something should happen, so I put Dianes name in the
blank. A shiver of loneliness swelled through my body as I realized
that I had pushed aside any chance of sharing my life with another
soul. Bobbies voice brought me back to reality, " You looked
stumped. Can I help?". "No thanks, I was just thinking about how
much I needed time away from work to evaluate my life."
Bobbie docked the boat of a vehicle along the curb and looked back
into passenger area. " There's a fully stocked bar back there. It's
all part of the package. You sound like you could use a strong one.
Just relax and soon you will be away from all those old pressures .".
The look on her face and sound of her voice showed honest caring
and concern. I felt as if somehow we had connected during the
moment of eye contact that she offered. Then she turned, closed
the privacy screen, and took us back into traffic. The brief
encounter of our souls left me feeling somehow renewed. I opened
the bar and grabbed a shot glass, salt, lime and a bottle of Ceurvo
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1800. The ritual began, Salt. Shot. Lime. CRINGE. All in all the
effect was well received. I went back to the survey. The questions
became more and more personal as I went on. They dealt with
sexual realities and fantasies, beginning with the age of my first
experience and ending with my description of the perfect fantasy
woman. I was meticulous, leaving no detail to the imagination. I
have always been a perfectionist. Don't get me wrong, I know that
the physical attributes are only a small part of a person and that
what counts is the heart and soul, but come on, this is a Fantasy
Cruise. I finished the survey and the screen responded.
Thank you Ms. Leigh
Your answers are being processed
Have a wonderful cruise
This was the second time this afternoon that I had seen this typo. I
tapped on the privacy screen and Bobbie lowered it and responded,
"How are you doing back there?" I shifted up toward the open
screen " I just wanted to let you know that the computer has a
software gender identification problem. It's calling me Ms." Bobbie
smiled and looked at me in the rear view. "Well MS. Leigh, I
noticed that you weren't a Ms. at the airpord. Our computer must
have fouled up your reservation. Don't worry, your survey answers
have just been transferred to the ship via modern technology. I'm
sure that they will pick up on the mistake. Actually I think it's
kind of cute, Ms. Leigh" She giggled, gave me a little smile and a
wink and closed the privacy screen.
It was about 4:00pm, five shots of Mexicos best had graced my
throat, and the stress of the world was all but gone. The stereo was
caressing my mind with some soft rock as the world did a slow fade
to black.
As the world returned to my senses I realized that I was no longer
in the car. The world was moving, up and down, back and forth. A
blurry figure moved toward me. " Boy you must have been totally
exhausted" It was Bobbies voice that entered my thoughts. "Where
am I?" I asked. "You're on the SS Jorgenson, the flagship of the
Fantasy Fleet. We didn't want to wake you so we just brought you
aboard and put you to bed. We are 100 miles out to sea in the
middle of one hell of a storm and you've been sleeping for two days.
I was beginning to think that you were going to sleep away your
whole vacation. I took the liberty of ordering some clothes for you.
They should be delivered at any time. It's 3 pm and I thought you
might like to have dinner here in the room until you get your sea
legs. If you would like I could join you." My eyes had focussed and
the vision before me was that of a goddess. She was dressed in a
red thong bikini and a very shear cover up and she was standing in
a pair of red high heeled pumps. I sat up and felt a little
unbalanced. " I would like that very much Bobbi". She smiled;
"The seas are a little rough today. It will take you a little while
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before your senses adjust. I'll call the ships doctor, she can give you
something to help." With that Bobbie left the room.
I once again attempted to get up, but this time I succeeded. I
grabbed for a terry robe that was on the foot of the bed when I
realized that I was totally nude. I began to explore the room. The
cabin was massive. There was a bedroom with a king sized bed, a
elegantly furnished living room with a baby grand piano a fully
stocked bar/kitchenette and a bathroom with a jetted tub which
looked more like I should use it to do laps than to bathe. I was
feeling a bit light headed so I went back to the living room, plopped
down on the leather couch and flipped on the television. It
automatically turned on to the events channel. There I saw an
overview of the ship. I was amazed as I was shown the shops, the
exercise rooms and the restaurants. This ship was more like a small
town floating in the water. There were scenes of beautiful woman
parading around in skimpy swim suits playing volleyball, tennis and
doing Aerobics. Some women were just lounging around the pool
sipping colorful drinks.
I heard a knock at the door and a women's voice "Ships doctor,
May I come in?" I opened the door and found myself standing toe
to toe with another beautiful woman. She was attired in a very
professional yet very feminine suit. " Hello, I'm Dr. Sullivan.
Bobbie tells me that you are feeling a little woozy." I motioned her
into my cabin and she asked me to sit on the couch. She gave me a
quick once over and said " A lot of people have problems at sea.
Here are some pills that should make you feel better. Take three a
day while we are sailing. Now roll up your sleeve." I rolled up the
sleeve on the robe exposing my arm to her. She pulled out a needle
and stuck it into a small bottle. She withdrew it from the bottle,
tapped it a few times and announced. " The pills will take a while
to calm your system. This will get up and running in no time flat."
She then took my arm and emptied the contents of the syringe into
my arm. She gave me a cotton ball and told me to hold it in place
for a few minutes. She stood up and told me that if I needed
anything that I should give her a call. She then told me to stop by
her office in the morning to receive another injection. As she closed
the door I could swear that she gave me sexy little wink. Nah, it
couldn't have been.
As soon as I settled down there was another knock at the door.
When I stood up I almost fell. My knees were like Jello. I took a
less direct route. "Come In". A woman entered the room. " Hello,
my name is Carla. I have the clothes that Bobbie ordered for
you....... Are you feeling alright." Without a word I answered her
question and made an attempt to get to the bathroom, but only fell
flat on my face. Carla pulled the cart filled with packages into the
room and ran to me. She assisted me into the bathroom. As I knelt
to drive the porcelain bus, she asked if I needed anything. "No
thanks, just leave the clothes in the bedroooooooooooooom. She
wetted a washcloth with cool water and put it on the back of my
neck. " You'll be fine. Your system is trying to adapt. I went
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through the same thing my first few days." I looked back at her.
Her dark hair framed a flawless face. Her big brown eyes stared
down at me. They soothed my mind, but my stomach was still
stormy. I felt like my insides were being torn out and my head was
pounding. I gazed into her eyes for whatever relief they could
provide. " When are we going to be out of this
stooooooooooooooorm?" My muscles tensed and then it was over.
Totally drained I asked Carla to help me to bed. As she helped me
to my feet Bobbie appeared at the bathroom door. "Carla, what's
wrong with Ms. Leigh?" Carla started me walking and Bobbie
jumped in for support. " The seas are not being kind to his system.
Let's get her to bed" As soon as my head hit the pillow I was out.
Fade to black.
I dreamt.
Visions of beautiful women filled my mind. They taunted and
teased me with their bodies and souls. I was unable to move. I was
simply an observer, yet I seemed to be the center of attention.
Bobbie floated through the crowd. " Hello Ms. Leigh, We know why
you are here. You have been searching for your PERFECT woman.
Now it ic time that you meet her." The bemaining women dissolved
into space leaving Bobbie and myself alone in the blackness of
infinity. A ghost like figure appeared before me. As Bobbie had
said this was the vision of my perfect woman. " You gave us the
plan and we will provide the vision. We can not however provide a
soul. You must give of yourself to find your dream." As she finished
her speech the vision came toward me. Closer, closer, until I could
no longer focus on her form. I felt a chill run up my spine as the
figure disappeared. Bobbie then whispered into my ear. " If you
look inside you can find that perfect woman Ms. Leigh"
"Ms. Leigh, Ms. Leigh"
I opened my eyes and saw Bobbie standing over me. "Ms. Leigh, I
was so worried about you. I'm glad your awake. How do you feel?"
I sat up and did a quick assessment. " I'm a little sore, but I think
I feel much better. What time is it?" Bobbie looked at her watch. "
It's 4:30 pm. Do you feel like dinner. I don't want you to stand me
up again."
"Again?. What are you talking about?" The voice I heard come out
of my mouth did not sound like me. It was husky yet high but little
more than a whisper.
She put her hand on my shoulder and said " You and I were
suppose to have dinner a month and a half ago"
"Bobbie, You must be mistaken, a month and a half ago I was in
the middle of directing a second unit shoot in New York." The
voice made me look around the room to make sure that there was
no one who was talking as I moved my lips.
"Ms. Leigh, a month and a half ago we were two days out at sea.
You were having a few problems adapting, when you passed out.
Dr. Sullivan has been worried sick. She has never seen a reaction
like yours. You've lost a lot of weight and you've been fed though
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an IV. You've been sleeping for a month and a half. You are going
to be a little weak but you're looking much better now. Why don't
you get cleaned up and we'll have that dinner. I'll go change and
I'll be back in an hour. Do you think you can be ready?"
I was feeling pretty numb, but felt as if my body needed to move. I
smiled and nodded a big yes.
She blew me a little kiss and walked out the door.
I got up and began to stagger toward the bathroom. I didn't feel
right, but what should someone feel like after sleeping that long. I
laughed as I answered my own question. " Well rested." That voice!
It was mine but it wasn't. Perhaps it was from not talking for such
a long time.
"A month and a half? I've been asleep for a month and a
haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. I caught a
reflection in the mirror. I didn't look like I had. My skin was
smooth and my hair was touching my shoulders. I found this odd
because I had started to lose my hair when I was just 19 and at the
age of 30 had a head of hair that only a bowling ball could envy,
but now I had a full head of thick auburn hair. I had been shaving
since the age of fourteen and generally shaved twice a day, but
when I ran my hand over my face I felt nothing but smooth skin.
I ran my fingers through my hair thinking that in was a wig. It was
real! And it was mine. I turned on the shower and let my robe fall
to the floor. I stepped into the steamy water and soaked my hair.
The weight of a wet head of hair once again reminded me that
something was odd. I looked at my hands and realized that Bobbies
comment about my losing a lot of weight was an gross
understatement. My fingers were slender and my nails were almost
an inch long. Looking down at my body I noticed something else.
My body hair was gone. Just like my face. I ran my hands over my
body and again not a hair to be found. As my hands caressed my
bare skin I guessed that I was about 110 lbs. I must have lost 40
lbs during my Rip Van Winkle act. The funny thing was that I
didn't look thin. My muscle tone wasn't gone, it had just softened
a bit. My chest seemed rounder and my waist terribly thin, yet my
hips and butt seemed swollen. The feeling was electric as I felt the
newfound flesh under my fingers. For a moment I closed my eyes
and thought I was caressing a young woman until I reached my
crotch and found "Fred". "Hey buddy your not looking real good"
I laughed out loud as I realized what a strange habit it was for men
to treat their penis as if it were a separate thing with a personality.
I did notice that it was small, smaller than I had remembered.
Don't get me wrong, I was never "Hung like a horse", but now it
was about the size of my pinky finger. I wrote it off as another
effect of my long sleep.
I got out of the shower and dried off. The sensation of the soft
towel on my skin was sensational and gave me a new energy. I
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wrapped a towel around my waist and walked back to the bedroom
and noticed my chest bounced as I walked. I thought to myself that
it was nothing that a few reps in the gym wouldn't cure. I cupped
my hands to my chest and stabalized the mounds when I saw that
the clock read 5:25. Bobbie would be here any minute.
I ran to the closet to get dressed. When I opened the door all I
could find was very feminine clothing. I guessed that Bobbie had
moved in while I was passed out . There were about ten gorgous
evening gowns, satin robes, skirts, blouses and some sportswear.
On the floor of the closet there were at least twenty pairs of shoes,
ranging from pink aerobic shoes to a pair of knee high leather
spiked heel boots. She must have decided to move in to take care of
me. I Knew that she really did care. I looked for the packages that
Carla had brought up before I had gone to sleep, but couldn't find
them. I picked up the phone and called Carla at the store. " This is
Carla, May I help you?"
"Carla, This is Les Leigh in cabin 103"
"Yes Ms. Leigh, I heard you were feeling better, how may I help
you?"
"Carla, You brought up some clothes a while back. Do you
remember where you but them?"
"Bobbie and I put them away after we helped you to bed. You'll
find your underthings and swim suits in the dresser, some casual
and formal wear in the closet."
"I looked in the closet and all I found were Bobbie's things"
"Bobbie is in cabin 102, just across the hall. Her things shouldn't
be in your closet. Why don't you look again."
"Thanks Carla, perhaps I didn't look on the right side." I was
afraid that I might get Bobbie into trouble. I was sure that the
management didn't approve of their employees co-habitating with
quests, so I didn't pursue the subject. As I hung up there was a
knock at the door.
"Who is it?"
"It's Bobbie. Are you ready yet?" I opened the door a crack and
peeked out. "I'm running a little late. Do you need any of your
things?"
"What things?"
"The things you left in my closet"
"Are you sure you're alright? You better let me in."
I opened the door and in walked Bobbie in a gorgeous red evening
gown.
I took her by the arm and led her to the closet. "These things" I
said.
"Ms. Leigh, Those are yours honey. Now will you get dressed so we
won't miss dinner?"
"Bobbie, These are women's clothes"
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"Darling, haven't you looked at yourself in the mirror? You've
undergone some changes since you came on board. Sit down and
I'll explain."
She sat me on the bed and began to tell me about what had
transpired in the last month and a half. My good friend Diane had
sent me on this cruise and told them to do whatever it would take
to fulfill my deepest fantasy. Through Dianes suspicions, the
computer survey and questions during my drug induced coma, they
had decided that I would become the woman of my dreams. Bobbie
admitted that they were just getting started. Since the beginning of
the cruise I had been given mega doses of female hormones. My
hair had been restored though a combination of techniques
including transplants and a new drug not yet approved by the
FDA. She said that they were all very please with the results of the
hormones but that now that I was awake that they would proceed
with an extensife surgery schedule.
As I listened to Bobbie I realized that I had once told Diane about
my fantasy of being a woman. Ever since I was a child I would pray
to God that I might awake as a girl. When I was making love to a
woman I would fantasize about what she was feeling. As I grew
older I actually began to take hormone that I had smuggled out of
Mexico. Then I started into back to back projects and I became
obsessed with my work. "Surgery?"
"Yes, We have a plastic surgeon on board. We have you scheduled
for breast, hip and cheek augmentation in two days. Genital
reconstruction is in a week. The only surgery we could do while you
asleep was a reshaping of your calf muscle and feet and we did a bit
of vocal cord adjustments. We did appreciate how cooperative you
were during all the electrolysis. You won't have to worry about a
five o'clock shadow anymore, Anywhere. Now let's get you dressed
so we can go to dinner."
I guess I was still in a state of shock as she led me to the dresser
and opened the top drawer. What I saw was the most beautiful
collection of women's......my underthings. She pulled out a
matching set of corset/bra, panties. She helped me put on the
corset and she pulled it tight. She told me to take a deep breath
and exhale. As I emptied my lungs she gave the laces of the corset
a final tug and tied them off in a little bow. I was shocked to see
that the cups were not only full, but it caused me to have some
ample cleavage. Bobbie caught me staring at my chest. "You're
bigger than I thought but just wait until you get your new boobs,
We'll have to go shopping for new lingerie." She continued to dress
me and my mind was overflowing with erotic sensation. As she
pulled my panties into place she paused and stroked a very limp
"Fred" I was charged with excitement but there was no reaction
below my waist.
She tucked little "Fred" between my legs and pulled the panties
into place. Next she pulled out a pair of shear black stockings and
rolled them up my slender legs. "You really do have nice legs Ms.
Leigh." I placed my hand on Bobbies cheek. "Please don't call me
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Ms. Leigh." Bobbie looked me in the eyes and gave me a little peck
on the cheek. " How about if I call you Leslie?"
She walked to the closet and pulled out a glamourous black evening
gown. " This should do nicely for a quite dinner" Bobbie helped me
step into the gown and she zipped it up in the back. She circled
around me and said; "Honey, you've got a body to die for, but you
still need some work." I started to turn toward the mirror but
Bobbie caught me. "No peeking until I'm finished." She threw a
towel over the vanity mirror and sat me down. Opening the drawer
of the vanity she pulled out some make-up. She glanced at her
watch and jumped up. " I'll never finish in time. I need some help."
She picked up the phone and whispered into it. She hung up and
returned. She began to powder my face as the door to the room
opened. Three beautiful women entered the room. I recognized one
as Carla, the girl who brought the clothing. The other two were
introduced as Trudy and Kim. All four women huddled for a
moment and then they all went to work. Bobbie continued to work
on my face. Carla began to work on my hair, Trudy gave me a
manicure and Kim ran to get whatever the other three requested.
"Ta Da!!" Bobbie removed the towel from the mirror and admired
her work. There in the mirror I saw five beautiful women, one of
which was me. I was speechless. These women had turned me into
a fashion model. My hair was pulled atop my head into a very
feminine style exposing a very slender neck.
My nails were shortened, but still long. They were shaped in a very
feminine style and glazed in a red finish. The effect was amazing.
The girls helped me to my feet and walked me to the full length
mirror on the closet door. Kim selected a pair of shoes. They were
black satin pumps with little two inch heels. " You really should
wear a higher heel with this outfit, but these will do until you learn
how to walk in heels." The other women were selecting jewelry for
the evening. They put two rings on each of my hands. A gold and
pearl necklace was placed around my neck. Some heavy matching
earrings were placed in my ears. Bobbie broke my trance; " I hope
you don't mind but we pierced your ears for you."
The women walked me around the room while I adjusted to my
new shoes. The tightness of the dress and corset and the height of
the heels made walking a whole new experience, but I soon was
getting around without the support from the others. I was amazed
at how sensuous I felt as I moved about the room.
" Let's get going. We're already late for dinner." Panic stuck me as
I realized that I was being asked to take my fantasy public. "Why
don't we just have dinner here in the cabin" I pleaded. Bobbie
copped a determined pose. " Not on your life Leslie. We're going to
the main dining room to show you off. The whole crew has been
worried sick about you and they are expecting your debut. "The
whole crew knows about this? How can I go out? I'm a man
dressed in drag!!" Bobbie put her hands on my hips; Darling don't
think of it that way. Your a woman in a somewhat male form in the
proper attire. Very soon we'll be able to drop all of that male
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definition from the equation. I began to question everything that
was happening. "What about my career?" Bobbie held me a little
closer; "Diane has taken care of all that. Two weeks into your
vacation we wired that you had died in an accident at sea. All the
papers picked it up. New identification has been prepared for you.
We've even given you a history that cannot be traced. As far as
your career Diane wants me to assure you that you will have no
shortage of work when we return." My emotions spilled over and I
began to sob. Bobbie pulled me close " Don't worry honey, I felt
the same way when I took my first cruise." Shocked I pulled back
and sat on the bed. "You used to be a man?" Bobbie walked to the
chair and sat down. "Well not really, but yes. I used to have a
mans body. I signed on with the line four years ago. In exchange
for the transformation I signed on for two years at sea. When my
two years were up I decided to stay on. I've never been happier.
Now I am in charge of the special fantasies such as yours. As a
matter of fact Carla, Trudy and Kim all came to the cruise line as
clients. Now, let's fix your make-up and go to dinner." She walked
to me and dabbed the tears from my cheeks. Then she touched up
the damage I had done and escorted me out the door and toward
the dining room.
As Bobbi closed the door to the cabin I was suddenly consumed
by a feeling of great fear. Here I was, a man in drag, preparing for
all the world to see right through me. " Bobbi, Maybe this isn't a
good idea." "Don't be worried silly, I wouldn't do anything to hurt
you. Let's go get some food. Give it a few minutes and if you don't
feel comfortable we'll head back to your cabin. Trust me, your the
prettiest lady on this ship." Bobbi's statement caused me to blush,
but the tone of her voice told me that I was not being set up to
take a fall. She took me by the arm and began to guide me down
the hall. The new shape of my body and the heels that I was
wearing forced me to walk with an unstable swish. "Don't take
such big steps, You'll find that the trick to heels is to take dainty
little steps., placing one foot in front of the other."
Before continuing down the hall I practiced a bit with my new
situation. As I grew comfortable with my new walk and the bounce
of my buns we started on our way. "Because I know better, I'd say
that you were enjoying this". I smiled at Bobbi's comment and
took her by the arm. " Let's hurry up and get going before I
chicken out"
As we entered the dining room it went silent. "LADIES, IT IS
MY PRIVILEGE TO INTRODUCE YOU TO MISS LESLIE
LEIGH". All heads turned in my direction. After a moment that
seemed like an eternity everyone stood and applauded. Bobbi took
my arm and escorted me to our table. On our way I received little
hugs and kisses from what seemed like a hundred attractive women.
The room went silent only after we reached our table and sat down.
"Now wasn't that easy?" "Bobbi this may seem like a strange
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