Archive-name: Changes/wrkgirl5.txt Archive-author: Kathy Harrison Archive-title: Working Girl - 5 This is the continuing story of Vicki and her transformation from being a miserable man, working as a paste up artist for Marie, a tough and beautiful boss, to being a beautiful young woman. In our last episode, Vicki went through a harrowing experience in which she was raped. Roger, her boyfriend, came to her aid and has started to help her through that difficult experience. And now the continuing story of The Working Girl.......... ************************************************************ It was still early when Roger left and I didn't want to be alone. I picked up the phone and called the one person who I knew would understand how I felt. Lori, the beautiful young "NIECE" of the salon operator that Marie had taken me to. Lori was once a boy as well and was now a beautiful young college co-ed. Lori was most sympathetic and said that she would be right over to spend the night with me. I felt much better and 20 minutes later there was a call from the doorman that Lori had arrived. I met her at the elevator. Lori was more beautiful than ever. She wore a green pucker-knit mini dress and black patent pumps. She wore her hair up and her features were more beautiful than I had remembered them. She was not wearing a bra and her large, firm breasts were straining against the stretch material of the dress, her nipples quite apparent through the fabric. We hugged and kissed each other in the hall and Lori turned to me and said, "Don't worry Vicki dear, everything is going to be OK. I'm here and will stay with you until you are feeling better." We went into the apartment and Lori put away her overnight bag. I fixed her a drink and began to recount the horrible story of last night. Lori became very disturbed with Marie for putting me in that position and did not seem too happy with Roger for leaving me alone for the night as well. I asked her not to be too mad with Roger, he had to get back to the children, their governess was ill and could not take care of them. Lori understood and apologized for being so angry with him. Besides he had gotten me the apartment and did come to my rescue. Lori suggested that I take a long hot bath and she would do my hair for my first day of work tomorrow. She said I should wear a french braid with a large velvet bow. I said that would be a wonderful idea. She fixed me a bubble bath and got me undressed. She noticed that my breasts were coming along nicely. Almost a full B-cup, she asked if my mother had large breasts and I said, "Huge... almost legendary," as I remembered the services my mother used to provide to the many men who visited her. Lori said good, you will fill out quite nicely. I didn't realize that my genetic makeup would dictate the development of my breasts, I don't think I could handle it if they were as large as my mothers. Lori went inside to get ready for bed as I took the wonderful bath that she prepared for me. As I was lying in the tub, Lori entered the bathroom. She stood there stark naked. Her body was unbelievable. Her breasts were large round globes with perfectly formed nipples protruding from them. Her waist was thin and perfectly proportioned against her wide, feminine hips. She still had quite a substantial cock protruding from her crotch, although her balls were being chemically reduced through the hormone treatments. Her hair was pinned up exposing her perfectly proportioned neck. She was one beautiful woman. She knelt by the tub and started to bathe me with a soft cloth. I moaned as she touched my stiffening nipple and relished her touch. The tub was very large and I asked her to join me. In no time she was next to me and we were touching and kissing each other. I loved feeling her next to me and her touch was overwhelming. After about 20 minutes of foreplay in the tub, we couldn't take it any more. We got out, quickly dried ourselves off and jumped into bed to continue our lovemaking. I started sucking on her nipples and she on mine. We were two women in heat, lusting for each other. We finally positioned ourselves in a "69" and started sucking each others cocks. After the horrible experience of the other night, I thought I would have a problem with intimacy, but this was something else entirely. I loved the feelings that she gave to me. After a considerable amount of time sucking each other, we came and fell exhausted on the bed. I awoke huddled up against Lori, her arms around me and my back to her. She was kissing my earlobe and playing with my nipples. While I was asleep, she had lubricated her cock and was slowly touching it against my little rosebud. She wrapped her arms firmly around me, kissing my exposed neck and started to push her cock inside of me. I was a little sore at first, but I quickly opened up to accept her. She felt so good inside of me. After making love to me for about 20 minutes, we switched and I entered her. She felt wonderful as she pulled me deep inside of her. I finally came into her backside and collapsed beside her. It was getting late and I had a big day coming up. My hair was still a little wet, she finished drying it and showed me how to do a french braid. I braided hers as well. We looked like sisters, it was such fun. I wore my jade green teddy to bed she wore a black lace one and we fell asleep in each others arms. I awoke the next morning early, Lori was already up and was wearing a cute workout unitard. I still couldn't believe how perfect her body was. We sat and had some coffee for a few minutes then I started to get ready for work. Lori didn't have to be in for classes until noon so she could help me. I took a quick shower and shaved any errant hairs, A light dusting of powder and I put on my paisley silk robe. Lori helped me with my makeup. She gave me an appropriate business look, coppery eye shadow, a dark pink blush and a rust shaded lipstick. Lori even did my nails in a matching color. I looked great, quite the businesswoman when she was done. I was going to wear my new brick red suede suit today and the suit was cut to be worn with or without a blouse. I wanted to wear it without, so I needed the appropriate under garment. I had a beautiful copper satin cami and tap set with deep rust lace trim that would be perfect. I first put on my waist cincher and Lori adjusted the ties and helped me down to a 23" waist. after catching my breath I attached the garters of the cincher to beautiful new dark tan stockings that I had bought. They were extreamly sheer and made my legs look oh so sexy. I pulled on the tap pants, they were cut high on the leg and were very pretty. I pulled on the camisole and found it to fit a little snug. I still needed to lose a couple of pounds to be a size 5. The camisole covered my breasts and extenuated their contours. I was taking on quite a feminine form. My nipples showed clearly through the filmy fabric. I put on the skirt, it was fully lined so I decided not to wear a slip. It fit wonderfully. It was a straight cut and came just above the knee with a slit in the back. The jacket was a short cut and was double breasted without lapels. It was very femininely tailored and had squared, padded shoulders. The jacket closed with two gold buttons and the final look was quite businesslike, but sexy as well, with a bit of my cami showing as I moved. I stepped into the matching pumps that I had bought for the outfit. They were 4" cutaways with ankle straps in the same rust suede. I wore my large gold knot earrings, a beautiful new 18" gold chain necklace that Roger gave me with a matching bracelet and my gold watch. Lori fastened a black velvet bow onto my french braid. I felt and looked gorgeous! It was cold out today, so I decided to wear Marie's fox coat that she loaned me, after all I wasn't THAT mad at her that I wouldn't wear her clothes. I had purchased a Feragamo suede purse that was a close match for my outfit. I gave myself a generous spray of Halston and I was off for the office. I arrived at Devon just after 8:30 after a cab ride downtown to the office just off 7th and 37th. in the middle of the Fashion district. I went up to the offices and waited for Roger. He kissed me hello and whispered in my ear, "You look so good, I want to make love to you right now," I giggled and whispered back, "Roger, we must keep up our business appearances you know." We both laughed and he escorted me back to the account group. When I got back there, there was already an office set up for me with my name out front "Ms. Victoria Escovar." I got to meet my co workers and was assigned to a Senior Account Rep. named David Schwartz. David was a nice man, but was not exactly what you would call a dynamic personality. He was from the "old school" of the garment district. And everything was done a certain way, the way it had always been done. I could see a potential for problems here. I was assigned a secretary named Julie Meyers, she was fresh out of secretarial school and seemed more nervous than I was. She was very cute and quite personable. I was introduced to my new boss Al Grogan. Al certainly had an eye for the ladies and his eyes were all over me. I think he didn't like the idea of having me hired without his review, but after he got a look at me, I don't think it really mattered anymore. I began to realize as the morning went on that my appearance was both a benefit and a burden. I was given a lot of benefit of the doubt, in terms of my credentials and background for the job, because of my relationship with Roger and my looks. But I thought I may have a problem being taken seriously. I found that being a woman in a man's world, and I didn't realize how much the apparel industry was a man's world, was not so easy. I might just be becoming a feminist. At 11:00 we had a group meeting for all of the A.E.'s. I was introduced as the new associate and met my co-workers. There was Jill Stewart, she was very much like Marie, tough, smart and beautiful. John Grossman, he was sort of the lecherous type. He reminded me of Dan on Night Court. Joyce Snyder, Joyce was a very large, very boisterous woman. She was very nice to me and I liked her. David, my new associate and Jonathan Jordan. Jonathan was another story altogether. For the first time, I looked at a man as a lustful woman would. Not that I didn't love Roger, but Jonathan was gorgeous. He looked like Mel Gibson, WOW! When I was introduced to him, he kissed my hand. I got weak in the knees. Jill gave me a bit of a scowl, I think that they have something going. I would have to watch myself around Jill and Jonathan. I was assigned two new retail chains that we were distributing to. Most of my work was done on the phone and David showed me the ropes. I picked up quick and really began to get the hang of it. Most of what I was doing so far was following up on David's orders and making sure that inventory was correct. It wasn't hard, but took a little getting used to the system. By the end of the day I was tired, but happy. I really liked this job and I think I was pretty good at it as well. Roger came back and checked on me at the end of the day. I thanked him profusely for the opportunity and promised him I wouldn't let him down. He had to be back home again that evening, but promised me that I could come stay with him again for the weekend, while the children stayed with his mother. We stopped for a quick drink at his club before he had to catch the train home and he got me a cab home for the night. I kissed him goodbye and didn't want to let him go, but I had to. Never in my life could I have thought that I could have the feelings that I was having. For Roger, and I loved him so, for Jonathan, which was purely a sexual attraction, and for Lori, in a caring relationship, woman to woman. So many things were happening to me and I knew so many more would continue to take place that I could never imagine. (To be continued) --