A Crossdressers Fantasy Part 6

Chapter 6

“Are you serious? That sounds crazy! How did you pull this off without me seeing?”

Kevin held up a skimpy, tight looking halter top, a pair of frayed booty shorts, and a ridiculous pair of six-inch platform stiletto heels. Rachael grinned from ear to ear as she held her own outfit, which was similar to Kevin’s. “Totally serious! I figure it’s Friday and I don’t work tomorrow so we could really go crazy! I’m gonna do it too and will be right next to you the whole time.”

Inhaling deeply, Kevin nodded and looked at the lingerie. “We are going for insanity, right? I mean, still able to move and stuff but, as crazy as we can?”

“Well, I can’t force the image into your head, but I plan on filling this outfit to the absolute maximum! The outfits will perfectly hide the lingerie too. I made sure of it. I’ll change in the other bedroom so we can surprise each other.”

The concept was pretty ingenious. Both Kevin and Rachael had spent an awful lot of money on clothing, food, and magical items. Rachael had the idea of going out as two bombshells. They would be able to score free drinks and have a great time together without worrying about money. Kevin thought about what kind of body would really get everyone’s attention while at the same time, not be so over the top they received too much attention. First, he thought about becoming much taller, like when he became a Barbie clone. That idea was squashed quickly though. If he did that, he’d end up taller than most of the guys and that might draw too much attention, especially with the heels.

With a clear picture in his mind, Kevin slid the lingerie on, choosing to keep his eyes closed throughout the entire process this time so there would be no mistakes in the transformation. It started in feet, which became smaller, hot pink nail polish covering his toenails. His thighs thickened in order to balance his hips and backside, which flared out and ballooned to a size larger than any lower body he’d ever seen. Running a hand over his cheeks, they were easily each the size of a basketball and extremely toned. While rubbing it, Kevin’s hands slimmed down while his fingernails extended out to two inches and were covered with the same shade of hot pink polish. While he shrunk from five feet five inches down to five feet two inches, only his upper body shrunk, giving him the look of long legs despite his short stature. “My God, my butt is huge!”

Keeping his eyes closed, Kevin’s waist pulled inwards though not as much as when he turned into a Barbie clone. Still, with much wider hips, the hourglass effect was more pronounced than before! As it pulled in, his stomach became much more toned, revealing a serious fitness look. It was part of Kevin’s countermeasure to having such a curvy body, as his back also became defined and strong. Feeling a tingle in the chest area, Kevin prepared for what was to come by bending at the waist and putting his hands against the wall. Moaning, Kevin felt his manhood suck back inside him while his breasts began to grow. Much like the Barbie look, the breasts had very little sag to them, even as they pushed out to D-cups. That wasn’t the end of the growth though. Katrina really wanted to go for a large look to compliment her wide hips and glorious butt. Her breasts swelled larger, passing F-cup size and still growing. When her nipples touched the cold wall, Katrina moaned again. This moan was far higher in pitch and much more feminine as well. Licking her lips, Katrina felt them fill up as though she had gotten serious collagen injections. They filled until they were three times their normal size, which was pretty full to begin with. Once fully plumped, her lips were coated in hot pink lipstick. Though her eyes remained closed, Katrina’s eyes turned an unearthly pink, while her black hair lightened considerably. Growing down to just above her luscious backside, Katrina’s hair was a platinum blonde while her skin tanned and a large tramp stamp appeared on her lower back. Feeling the transformation cease, Katrina opened her eyes and stared, slack-jawed, at her appearance. “I can’t believe this is really me…”

Taking a step forward, Katrina watched her breast jiggle wickedly inside the lingerie. To combat that, she held them in her hands, amazed at how small her hands looked in comparison. Unsure of the size, Katrina guessed they were J-cups. For a moment, she was afraid that she may have gone too big for the outfit Rachael had bought. Those fears ebbed when she put the ensemble on, as the fabric conformed perfectly to Katrina’s exaggerated figure. Electing to stay barefoot for now, Katrina opened the door to the bedroom and stepped through, enamored with how much her hips swayed with each step. “My goodness Kat, you turned out great! What do you think about me?”

Katrina looked up and her eyes widened. Rachael, by contrast, went with a much taller body. Standing six feet four inches tall in her shoes, Katrina marveled at Rachael’s muscular physique. Pushing the edges of fitness into a more bodybuilding body type, Rachael grinned and flexed her arms. As she did, her G-cup chest rose higher, being pulled up by the muscle underneath the soft flesh. She turned her foot inwards, showing off the thickest thighs Katrina had seen. They were even larger than her own! Rachael grinned seeing Katrina’s mouth stuck open. “I have to admit, I kind of wasn’t completely honest when I showed you the outfits. I wanted to try something a little more risqué. You think I went too far?”

Indeed, her outfit was not the same as what she’d shown earlier. Instead of booty shorts and a halter top, Rachael had a black leather top which barely contained her breasts, and stopped at the top of her waist, leaving her washboard stomach on display. The bottoms, if you call them that, were barely larger than the lingerie itself. Instead of heels, Rachael wore black leather boots that came up to just above her kneecaps. They had a good heel on them as well, allowing her thick muscular thighs to be visible even when standing still. “I think it looks amazing Rach! Now, let me guess, did you get a little inspiration from Phoenix?”

Laughing, Rachael ran her hand through her long, fire red hair which ended in black tips. “Perhaps a little bit. I always wanted to try tipped hair, but the one time I did try, it looked awful. I blame the hair salon. With this lingerie though, I don’t have to worry about that!”

Striding confidently, Rachael walked to Katrina, stopping within a few inches of her. “How does it feel being the smaller one for once?”

“Smaller in height sure, but I’m bigger than you in some areas!”

Katrina pushed her chest and butt out, while pouting her lips together. “See? Besides, it’s really sexy seeing you as the more dominant one. Back in school you were always so shy and timid.”

“True. I dunno, I guess having a body like this just brings the confidence out in me!”

With Rachael this close, Katrina felt absolutely tiny. With her boots, Rachael stood more than a foot taller. It was hard to see Rachael’s face from the vantage point Kat had. “I should go get those heels if I want to be able to look into your beautiful eyes. Be right back!”

Katrina turned and took a step, only to yelp and jump into the air as Rachael gave her a firm swat on the butt. “I have to say Kat, I know what they mean now when they say ‘I hate to see you go but love to watch you leave.’ You really outdid yourself on that butt! Hurry back so we can go! It’s already seven o’clock.”

Katrina returned moments later with her shoes on, effortlessly walking around the room. “What? I made sure when I imagined this body, that it would be accustomed to walking in very high heels. I feel like I could jog in these!”

“I’d advise against that unless you want to give yourself a black eye. Now, let’s head to town. You drive okay? I don’t want to even try with how tall I am in my little car.”

They hurried out of the house, both giggling at each other. Katrina took the path that had the most speed bumps, just to mess with Rachael. It didn’t seem she minded at all though, as her eyes were focused on Kat’s bouncing chest rather than her own. After a twenty-minute drive they parked and walked to the hottest, trendiest nightclub in the city. This was the kind of place that people dreamed about getting into, hoping to be important enough to have the bouncer pull the red rope aside. When they made it to the front, the bouncer took one look at them and immediately pull the rope to the side. “You two may enter. Please check with the hostess when you get in for your table.”

The two looked at each other and giggled cutely as they walked in. “Can you believe it Rach?! We just got into the most elite nightclub in the city without even trying!”

“I know right? I thought we’d have to schmooze the bouncer a bit but he let us right in! What was he saying about a hostess?”

On cue, a woman approached the pair. “Welcome to The Club. My name is Chloe and I’ll be showing you to your table. Please follow me.”

The young lady escorted Katrina and Rachael to a table that was literally right next to the bar. When they asked Chloe about the positioning, she simply smiled. “Upon entry, management classified you as eye candy, which is why your table is closest to the bar. People tend to look this way over the course of the night for a drink. When they see two beautiful women like yourselves, they will be more inclined to drink. I do hope that you two can hold your alcohol well. Have a wonderful night and let me know when you are ready to leave. I will arrange transportation for you both.”

Katrina tilted her head. “That won’t be necessary. We brought our own vehicle.”

“I’m sure you did. On that note, could you please let me know the make and model of your vehicle? We like to protect our clientele and that extends to their property.”

Confused, Katrina did as she was asked. Chloe left the table and returned to the front door area. “Rach? Why does she think we are going to need transportation home?”

A waiter stopped by their table and set down a bottle of Dom Perignon, along with two glasses. “Compliments of the gentleman across the way. You two enjoy yourselves tonight. I’ll be by shortly, I’m sure.”

Shrugging, Rachael popped the cork and poured each of them a glass. “You were right about the free drinks, and this is like, the best of the best! A toast to us Kat. Let’s have an amazing time tonight!”

“Dom Perignon with the sexiest woman I’ve ever laid eyes on? I’m already there!”

Tipping the glasses back, they downed the glasses and smiled at each other. Katrina poured another glass for each, which emptied the bottle. “Shame these bottles are so small… or maybe our glasses are big? Either way, you think a sexy leather-clad woman like you would honor this bimbo with some dancing?”

Rachael laughed and placed her hand on Katrina’s. “Don’t you remember? I can’t dance worth a lick! Maybe a few more drinks though and I’ll give it a shot!”

“Did I hear you two beautiful ladies need a shot?”

They turned, making eye contact with a man in his late thirties. He was dressed in an Armani suit and the Tour Bellande around his wrist was enough to show Rachael and Katrina that the guy was loaded. “Waiter! These lovely ladies would each like a double shot of AsomBroso Reserva Del Porto. Just hang tight you two, I’ve got to meet a business partner. Enjoy the gift.”

He walked away, as though he’d done nothing at all. When the waiter brought the drinks Katrina leaned over, her breasts accidentally pressing against the table. “Excuse me, but what exactly is this drink? I don’t speak Spanish but I’m guessing it’s tequila?”

The waiter smiled softly. “Sweetie, this isn’t just any tequila. A bottle of this drink retails for two thousand eight hundred dollars.”

Rachael nearly fell over. “Wait, I work in retail. If that’s the retail price, how much do these drinks cost?”

“If you have to ask, then it’s too much for you. A single shot of AsomBroso at The Club is eight hundred dollars. This drink is sixteen hundred. Be prepared though, this drink can really inebriate you quickly, or so I’m told.”

The two looked at each other while the waiter took his leave. “Is this real life? These two drinks cost more than my car!”

Rachael nodded and held up her glass. “It’s more money than I make in a month. Think we could smuggle it out of here and sell it?”

Katrina broke into laughter with Rachael following. They tipped back the glasses, downing the double shot in one gulp. Both began coughing as soon as the tequila made it down their gullets. “Holy crap that stuff is good, but so strong!”

The waiter was correct about one thing; both Rachael and Katrina began to feel the effects of the powerful tequila shortly after taking it. The subject of dancing was brought up again by Rachael but Katrina could barely say anything before another round of drinks came.

Then another.

And then, yet more drinks. The two danced and were practically glued to one another as they were given equal doses of attention, and drinks. By midnight, neither one of them could stand without holding each other up. Getting back to their table was an adventure all on it’s own! Thankfully Chloe was walking by so Katrina reached out to get her attention… and fell off the chair. Her entire body jiggled as she hit the ground, much to the appreciation of the male patrons. When she fell, the clutch Katrina was carrying hit the ground and opened, sending her cell phone under another table. Two men rushed over to help Katrina up. Licking her lips, she turned to Chloe and slurred out, “ish time to… time to like… go home.”

It took help in order to get Katrina and Rachael out of the club. Katrina took her shoes off in order to balance better, but it really was a futile effort. Rachael got in the back of the car head first and laughing. She rolled over just in time for Katrina to land on top of her. The door slammed behind them and the driver turned to ask them to put their seat belts on. What he got, was a front row seat to one of the most passionate lesbian make out sessions the driver had ever seen. Instead of talking, he took his cell phone out and started recording it. Ten minutes later there was a rap on the top of the car, telling the driver to leave. Begrudgingly, he did so, though he did manage to get lost several times. Each time, he took his phone out to ’check’ where he was.

Rachael and Katrina stumbled to the front door, giggling and laughing the entire time. Kat fumbled with the keys but managed to get the door open. Now inside, both stripped off their shoes and outfits, including the lingerie. Eight hours had passed from when they first put it on, ensuring that for the next four hours, both would remain in the bimbo-like bodies. With all inhibitions gone, Rachael led Kat to the bedroom where they proceeded to have a very sloppy make out session. Both wanted to do more but the fatigue of the day coupled with the alcohol made them pass out in each other’s arms, snuggling close to each other.

When Kevin woke the next morning, Rachael was nowhere to be found. On the dresser was a note.

Hey there! I’m sorry for leaving so quickly but I got a call from the boutique. Someone called in sick and I had to cover for them. They better pay me double time for this! I had such a hangover, I decided to use the lingerie to help clear my head. It’s crazy how clear my head got! All I had to do was picture myself without a hangover and just like that, it was gone. I may have done a couple other things with it as well. You know what they say, sex sells! Anyways, I’ll come back once I close the store. Turns out I have to work a double, open to close. :(

If your head is like mine, I’d try out the lingerie. Besides, if you put it on when you wake up, enough time will pass so you and I can have some more fun tonight (without the drunkenness!) I can’t wait to see you tonight!

XOXOXOXOXO

Rach ♥

With a pounding headache, using the lingerie sounded like a tremendous idea. He didn’t want to go as crazy as the previous night, but at the same time, Rachael seemed to really enjoy that look. Before changing, Kevin took a quick shower. The lingerie never needed washing, but he certainly did! The smell of alcohol, sweat, and smoke was enough to nearly make him throw up. Hurrying, Kevin quickly toweled off. He wanted to get rid of the headache as soon as humanly possible. Compromising between his normal Katrina and the super bimbo look, Kevin closed his eyes and put the set on.

Much like the previous night, Kevin’s body began to thicken. He had to admit, skinny wasn’t really his favorite body shape, nor did it seem like it was Rachael’s either. He wasn’t going for a fat look but wanted to be extremely thick. His thighs thickened considerably as did his arms. The way Kevin figured, being thicker like this would allow for a more prominent chest and backside, as he could hide the muscles needed to ensure less pain, under the layer of thickness. Speaking of those areas, Kevin moaned, feeling his hips widen and backside become rounder and larger. Bringing his smaller hands up, Kevin’s chest pushed out quickly, passing Katrina’s cup size. When they stopped growing, they were a solid G-cup, but were more natural looking than the inflated chest from yesterday. His moan became higher pitched as his hair began to lighten to a dirty blonde and grow down to the middle of his back. Cooing softly, his lips filled out, giving Kevin a large, but still natural size. When his eyes opened he looked in the mirror, hazel eyes looking back at him. “I think Rachael is really going to like this look. Wait a second… why is that still there?”

The tent in his panties was evident. Tilting his head, Kevin wasn’t sure what was going on. In the past, the lingerie had always changed everything in a matter of moments. He thought that maybe the lingerie was just being overworked. After all, sex changes can’t be that easy, right? Shrugging it off, Kevin tossed the outfit he wore yesterday into the wash as it was filthy and smelled awful. In the meantime, he put on a pair of yoga pants, as it was the only garment that would fit the larger lower half and one of his old t-shirts. “You know, I should really call Rachael and see if she could pick some kind of outfit up for me.”

That was when he realized his phone was nowhere to be found. After an hour, tearing the house upside down, he gave up and fixed something to eat. Plopping down on the couch, Kevin turned on the television while eating his eggs and pancakes. About two hours later Kevin felt a stirring in his panties and instinctively reached down to investigate. The unsightly bulge in the yoga pants started to recede until it was completely gone. Sighing happily, Katrina stood up and pulled the previous night’s outfit out of the dryer. At least she’d have something to wear that didn’t cut off circulation to his thighs! Since she kept her height around five feet four inches, the tennis shoes she’d bought last week fit perfectly. It wasn’t the most modest outfit in the world, but it was comfortable. Surprisingly, Phoenix’s outfit seemed to fit Katrina like a glove even though she wasn’t as large. Chuckling, Katrina stepped outside to go pick up some groceries. It was then she realized her car wasn’t here and the previous night’s memories caught up. “Crap! We left my car in town. If it was a twenty-minute drive, I don’t want to know how long the walk would be. Oh well, once Rach gets back, we can run into town and pick it back up.”

Across town in the boutique, Rachael was having a record day as far as sales were concerned. Dressed in a blue blouse and skirt that went mid-way down her thighs, she flaunted her DD-cup chest and thick backside to all the male customers. The new curves proved to be highly beneficial, since employees were paid a commission of what they sold. Rachael had already sold more in the first two hours of work than she did the entire week previous. Granted, being the only employee there on a Saturday meant she was never off her feet, and never had a chance to take a break. “Hello sir, what can I help you find today?”

The man stammered a bit as Rachael pushed her chest out a little more than normal. It was no wonder other girls had so much more success! A quick cleavage shot and the guys would fall all over themselves to buy stuff, just so she would keep talking with them! While the guy started talking about the jewelry he wanted to get, Rachael began to feel an odd tightness in between her legs. She couldn’t do anything about it while standing in front of a customer though. All she could really do was to shift how she was standing. “Ah I see. Okay give me just one moment sir. I’ll go check in the back to see if we have this ring in that size.”

Making sure to sway her hips, Rachael walked away and quickly closed the door. Thinking she had a bit of a wedgie, Rachael reached under her skirt to fix it. Gasping, Rachael’s eyes widened as her hand came in contact with something unfamiliar. It couldn’t be… it was impossible. Moving to the mirror, Rachael pulled her skirt up and put both hands over her mouth to muffle the scream. In between her legs was a cock. The bulge was a good size as well. A knock on the door broke Rachael out of her shock. “Miss? There are more customers that just walked in.”

Panicked, Rachael cleared her throat. “I’ll be right there!”

Frantic, she dialed Kevin’s phone but got his voicemail. Hanging up, Rachael took a deep breath. She couldn’t go without panties and of course, the boutique didn’t sell undergarments. She had to continue on with the day. At least her skirt was loose enough to hide the bulge. Looking at the time, she was going to be stuck here for the next ten hours!