PLEASURE ISLAND: THE POOLSIDE ENCOUNTER
Chapter 3A Your New Appreciation For The Female Figure
You wake up after a short nap and your brain is slow to process what is going on, what has gone on, who you are, and where you are. You start to sit up and the weight of your breasts surprise you all over again answering one of your questions. Who are you? You are a sexy chick that was just fingered by your sexy girlfriend to an amazing orgasm. In your hotel room… another question answered. You’re sore from clinching during your amazing orgasm and you couldn’t be happier with the result.
Wendy is gone though. You’re alone. You look around the room and see a note on the beside table with a glass of water. The water… you hadn’t realized how much you needed it. You’ve got a desert thriving in your mouth and throat. After drinking the entire glass you turn your attention to the note. “Gone out for a bit. Rest up and shower. You’re going to need it when I return.” You can’t help but smile at brevity of the note and the promise laced within.
A shiver runs through your whole body at that prospect. Or is it a promise? Knowing Wendy, that’s a promise. You stand up and realize that you haven’t even seen yourself fully naked yet. You pull off the swim suit bottoms with a small prayer that you don’t revert to your normal body just yet. As they hit the ground and you step out of them you breathe a sigh of relief. Still sexy. You look over to the full length mirrors lining the closet door and take stock. Your dark red waves come down below your shoulders. Your massive tits hang high and firmly. Your stomach is flat, but when you flex it you can see your abs show through. Your pussy is a tight little slit and you can barely see your clit sticking out ready for attention. You turn slightly so you can admire your ass again. It’s a beautiful bubble and you can’t help but rub your palms over each cheek. Your legs are long and toned and flexing them you see the definition of the muscles and can feel the power within. Your nails are the perfect shade and the exact same as your lips. Mmmm, your lips are Angelina Jolie swollen the perfect amount of promises cushion that just yesterday you would have loved to kiss. No check that you’d still love to make it with yourself and taste those sexy lips.
Your cat eye makeup is perfect to bring out your eyes, but even behind the dark lines and shades your eyes are still yours. Still the dark blue that they’ve always been. Still your thick lashes that pretty much every woman has told you that they envied. But your eye brows are thinner and lined up. Your shoulders are narrower. Your arms have no bulk. And… yup not a single hair on your entire body below your eyebrows. Amazing! You can’t help but rub your hands along your entire body feeling the new smoothness.
You head into the large bathroom and start the shower to warm up and can’t help but had into the mirror in there. You can’t help but look at the changes that were made so suddenly to you. You realize that the look of your makeup is exactly what you want and try your best to memorize it all. You know that Wendy has the makeup to make it all happen with the exception of your lipstick, but you can pick up more for sure. You want to always look your sexiest and you start to realize why women are known for taking so long to get ready.
Stepping into the shower the water wraps you in a blanket of warmth. It feels so comforting and foreign having anything touch your new skin. So amazing. You look around and there is a shampoo, conditioner, and body wash already in there. “I’ll have to have Wendy take me shopping for some of that sexy smelling soap when we get home.” You inner monolog does off a you realize that you’ve just answered your final question. Who are you? Julia! So very much Julia. You’ve never wanted to shop before and in the past few minutes you want me lipstick, shampoos, conditioners, and perfumes. All that you can think of is preserving your new perfect body.
You wash and explore your entire body as you go. So many sensitive places that you can’t even keep track. Your hands and fingers run across every inch, book, and cranny of your new figure. You’ve already spent a good 45 minutes in the shower rubbing yourself under the guise of washing and know that if you don’t stop soon you never will. You step out of the shower and grab one of the two pink towels. “Guess it’s time to get used to one of your new colors” you say to yourself. And then you wonder why both are pink. Hmm, almost like the hotel staff knew. You dry with the towel and replace it on the hook picking up one of the super soft white robes. God even that feels like it’s trying to have sex with you. Your nipples rubbing against the material and your clit makes contact with another part of the robe.
As you tie it up you hear the door to the room close. “Honey, I’m home,” Wendy calls from outside the bathroom door. One last look at the mirror and your ready to go. Wait, you back up realizing that you washed your face in the shower. Why is your makeup and lipstick still in place? Oh my God, this is amazing. You still look as made up as you were before hopping into the shower.
You return to the bedroom still tucked into your robe and go straight to Wendy for a passionate kiss. She kisses you back deeply but keeps it brief. Breaking away, she smiles up at you and places her hands on your hips. “You are so hot. I can’t believe that it worked.”
“What worked?” you ask her. You can tell that she’s surprised at the question and looks a little sheepish down at her toes. “What worked?” you ask again a bit more firmly.
“Do you remember me telling you about college? My experimental phase?” You nod. “Um, well when we started planning to come to the island Jack and Julia told me a couple things about their trip. Well, um, well hell I wanted a specific thing or two so I started telling you about my girlfriend Julia. I changed a couple of things and tweaked here and there. Are you alright with everything? You seemed like you loved it earlier, and we are not done yet baby.”
You are a bit stumped. She set you up? She even told you the name of her girlfriend that she wanted to be with. “I do love this, but I don’t know what to think. Is she the love that got away?”
“Hell no, she was crazy.” She saw the confused look on my face. “I love you. I wanted another crazy week and there are a lot of fringe benefits to having a girlfriend. I wanted to experience it again. And I wanted you to know what it was like to have mind blowing orgasm after mind blowing orgasm with no wait time.”
“Well, I think I’ve got an idea of the orgasms.”
“No you don’t.” Her tight knowing smile was back. “You will though baby, you will.”
Ok, so knowing that you weren’t replacing a lost love helped a lot and put you back at ease. “So what did you change from the original Julia and how did you get me to be her? You never really described her this thoroughly” you say gesturing at yourself.
She turned red again. “Um, well, don’t get mad ok.” A slight nod had her continuing. “Each night before bed I’d give you a couple of sleeping pills. After your fall asleep I’d play a tape that I made. It works like hypnosis, the same set of words each night and eventually they would set in as a deep memory. I helped set it in for sure by having everything in the first person. I statements like, “I have long curly hair. I have no hair on my entire body except eye brows, eye lashes, and my long red hair.” And I had you repeat them back. And I gave you a nice hand job or blow job while the tape was playing and you were repeating it. Basically, I took all of your learning senses and put them to work. Verbally saying the words, auditory hearing the words in first person, and touch as I brought you to an orgasm with it all.”
“I knew I never should have dated a psychologist.” A smile crosses both of your faces.
“As for the changes, permanent makeup, huge kissable lips, upgraded tits, a more sensitive pussy and clit. And you know, being the dream fuck machine.” Her smile and dreamy eyes let you know that she was wanting to get back to business. “So, are you alright with what I did?” You nod. She leans in for a kiss. “Are you happy with what I did?” You nod again. She kisses you deeply again. “Do you want to fully explore what I’ve done?” You pull her in for a deep kiss.
“I bought some things from a little shop down the street for us. Do you want to see?” Her smile is very wide now and she is purring with a promise of a naughty time.
“Yes.” You realize how quickly you answered and from the knowing smile on Wendy’s face you can see that she noticed as well. She stands up and goes over to one of the two bags and hands it to you.
“Go get dressed for me and I’ll get everything else set up,” she instructs you. You’re so excited that you take the clothes without really looking at them and head off. When you get into the bathroom with the bag you set it on the sink counter and immediately begin going through it. You had a little excitement looking through the lost and found box, but now your heart is racing. Blacks, reds, and whites, dominate most of the lingerie but there is occasionally a blue as well. You’ve bought lingerie for Wendy before so you know the sort of prices that these cost. She must have spent a couple grand on you. The gesture really warms you. God, this woman is amazing. It’s time to give back to her.
You pull out all of the black, because, well you have to narrow it down somehow and all of this lace, string, and bit of leather will be used sooner or later in every color. (And more will still have to be bought as well.) So, a thong of course. You pick one of the two available. It has a soft material, thin front cover, a thicker g string for your ass, and a set of black pearls on the string. It had always been a mystery why pearls would be on panties, but what the heck.
Next, bra or corset? Loosen up and enjoy life. Wendy always looked so sexy in corsets and you’ve always had a fetish for them. You’d just as well enjoy this new life, so it’s really a no brainer. You grab the black corset and set it aside. It has the garter straps. You pick up the black thigh highs. Oh hell, this is going to be sexy. You put everything else into the bag and start to get ready for an amazing night.
You pull the thong on and plant the string tightly into your ass. The sides are extremely high and come up over your hips. The string of six black pearls go directly over your asshole. As you lean to pick up the thigh highs they shift. Oh God. The feeling of them rubbing… it’s like little fingers massaging you. Your pussy is getting wet. You know that by wearing these alone you could arouse yourself all day long. But you’re a man, nope strike that, you’re a woman on a mission. You roll the first thigh high on. It feels so silky covering your leg. You can’t help but rub your skin and the new amazing feeling of them on your skin blooms a new wave of heat across your body. The top of the thigh high is embroidered in a lacey floral pattern and the inside has a thin almost rubber material. You figure out quickly that it is too keep them high on their own without sliding down your leg.
You’re so aroused already that you can’t help yourself from rubbing your pussy quickly. “Oh God, how do women ever get dressed?” you ask yourself quickly. And just like that a life mystery is solved. You now understand why it takes women 20 minutes to dress. You just have to appreciate your body as you dress. And your new body likes to be appreciated. You roll the other though high into place and can’t help but make a quick rub of your pussy again. You’re already so wet.
Focus! Let’s finish this. You pick up the corset. Thankfully it’s a front lacing one. You wrap it around you. The bottom comes to just above your hip bones. The material between the bottom and the bottom of the cups is a stretchy transparent material interlaced with a rigid boning material. There is a string underwire that lift each breast inside of the cup pushing them up nice and high. The cups are the same transparent silky smooth material. It feels amazing on your nipples. Another quick fondling of yourself and you need to finish before you FINISH. You lace it up from the bottom and tighten as much as you dare while going. You have to adjust yourself into the cup a couple of times to find the most comfortable place and when they are locked in and the lacing is done your tits are pushed up massively. They look and feel enormous.
Alright, time to knock Wendy’s socks off. She basically designed you so you decide to make sure that she gets her money’s worth. Your going to play this one cool. She gave you your seductive body, so you’re going to give her the seduction of a life time. You strut out of the bathroom with your bag in hand and go directly to the dresser. You start to put all of the sets away taking care to fold each item nicely. You place each item with its mate. The corset is so tight that you have to bend at the hips and stick your ass out. You can’t help it and wouldn’t if you could. Several of the items just must be put into the bottom drawer and you never bend your knees making sure that your ass sticks out as much as possible.
As your putting the last of your items away you feel a hand on each hip. Wendy is leaning over you pressing her tits into your back and grinding her pussy into your ass. “Damn, I’ve wanted you before, but this may be about the horniest that you’ve ever made me. One hand glides up to your breast and that thin material only adds to the sensation as she rubs your nipple. The other makes it’s way to your pussy. She starts to run a finger along your slit through the material of your g string. She rubs deeply all the way from top to bottom. Up and down over and over.
“Oh God.” It’s only a whimper and all that you can manage for now. She begins to kiss the open shoulder blades of your back. Each kiss is electrifying. Each makes a throb and pulse inside your core. You grind back into her pussy wiggling your ass. You’ve never been the little spoon during sex and can’t wait for this to be the first time. “Mmmmm,” She strokes another purr out of you. This isn’t even spooning. This is doggy style. And you’re the bottom.
This is going to be amazing. You grind more. You finally figure out the only thing that you can do to be an active participant from this position. You lean down further until your shoulders are on the dresser. You have to turn your head to the side so that you can breathe. And then you reach between your legs.
Wendy’s pussy is just within reach. You start stroking it. She has lace panties on, but they are already soaked. Your seduction has already worked, but you’ve also seduced yourself. “Oh, right there. Rub my clit,” she demands. Your fingers are already coated so you oblige through her panties. You start out making circles strong and slow and as her breathing gets rougher and more needy you change to a fast and hard stroke forward and back.
She’s still rubbing your nipple, but it’s unfocused now. Her sensitive pussy is taking away from her concentration. You move faster and harder. She’s thrusting against you now try to find her release. Her hips are pounding against you. The slapping sensation against your ass and pussy is so intense. Your still getting your enjoyment. Wendy’s rhythm increases and finally she you feel her familiar shaking as her weight drops down on you.
“Your body was made for sex.” She whispers to you. “Don’t move. Don’t stand up. Don’t look around. I’ll be right back.” She stands up and moves back a little. You feel a sudden hard smack as her hand lands on your ass. She leans back in, “We are going to have so much fun. It’s only 8 o’clock and we are both going to cum at least 6 times before morning. Get ready my love.” She kisses your neck and moves away.
Yes please is all that you can think.
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