Did I mention she's kinky? Oh she is, all leather, latex and high heels, and night clubs where having sex in public is entertainment for all. She got me into this as well and I spent two Sunday's in a clinic where I lost all my body hair so I could fit easier into a latex catsuit. I also got my nipples pierced and a sheath between my legs allowing me to tuck away my member so I have a smooth crotch. I gave up all my male underwear and wear women's panties only. I also have a wrap around my waist, almost like a corset, to get rid of my belly that was a bit too much. Plus she gave me thigh high boots with five inch stiletto heels that I wear at home, which I actually like as I'm a bit short being from Asian descent.

You may think I got sucked into that pretty badly and she's laughing behind my back, but I think she's genuine. Our phone sessions have been going on longer and longer and we shared a lot of personal stuff. And her pictures every night have simply be amazing, she really went above and beyond to get me her best shot. She's rich, being part of the upper management, but she never made me feel bad about it, never asking anything from me that I rather wouldn't do.

When I look at myself in the mirror I can only say I look smooth, totally hairless, my skin is soft, my belly fat gone, thanks to the wrap. My hips and maybe my butt look a bit bigger due to the fat being pushed down and I needed a different size jeans to deal with that. And my nipples feel swollen due to the studs that were put in last night. But I'm told it will get better as long as I keep applying some cooling gel.

The office was interesting. I normally use a stand-up desk, which is easier on my back, but with wearing heels full time at home now it's not comfortable anymore with flats, so I have been sitting down with my tippy toes only touching the floor. My posture is straight and I think it attracts some of the ladies in the office, as some of them come to chat in my cubicle. One even asked if I wanted to do lunch with her. Sierra has no problems with it, she's happy I'm making new friends. Lunch was a salad place in the mall, which was fine with me, as I haven't been eating like I used to since my tummy is so tucked. As a matter of fact every day I have been able to tighten it slightly, using a thumbnail size clip that will pull it tighter but not allow for loosening it up. The girl was bubbly and I really liked talking with her. She has a boyfriend and she hopes he will ask her to marry him. When I asked if he wouldn't be bothered by me having lunch with her, she confessed she needed my help. We went into the mall to Victoria's Secret and she flat out asked me to help her pick some sexy lingerie that her man would like. It's almost like she knew I've slowly become an expert on women's panties. Well, I don't think I disappointed her, I saw a gorgeous piece in red lace and satin, and I bought my own pair as well. Of course I told her it was for my girlfriend. But I wore it myself the next day.

Sierra still sends me pictures every night, sometimes even more than one. We chat about what we like better, it doesn't necessarily mean I have to masturbate on it. Her wardrobe is so extensive and I confessed I hope to spend some time in her walk in closet some time soon. She's looking forward to sharing it with me as well. I think our relationship is getting deeper, it's not just about sex anymore. Just hearing her voice makes me so happy, I guess that's what people mean when you have butterflies in your stomach.

Saturday came in no time and she was there early. It's one thing to see each other in the office but we could never let go of being professional around each other. We spent a few hours in bed eating each other out and relieving some built up tension. For a few days neither of us had come and we were in catchup mode. After a nice shower together she brought out my outfit for the night. It was a latex catsuit again, maybe slightly thicker material, and it was pink, not candy pink but a distinguished pink. I'd seen the color on a few of her pictures and I really liked it. She confessed that she would really enjoy it if I would wear it. I knew of course that she had always been dating girls until I came into her life three weeks ago and at some point this may become a problem. But if I be her girl every now and then, then maybe there's a chance for us.

So I put on the suit, with a lot of her help so tight it was, the thicker material stretches less easy. It had a modest room for breasts and I was surprised I filled it up. The swelling of my nipples had never really diminished, perhaps even gotten worse, but now it worked out. There were pink boots with higher heels even and a platform under my toes. And when I looked at myself in the mirror and saw my flat crotch there was no way you could tell I wasn't a woman, unless you would look at my face. I asked Sierra if she had brought the pink leather skating skirt, that I had seen in one of her pictures and her smile told me she had. It was a perfect combination and I couldn't believe how good it looked and how good it felt. That's when Sierra sat me down and she started working on my hair. She had brought a black wig which she pulled over my hair and started brushing it until it looked fully natural. Then she worked on my makeup and in front of my own eyes I became a woman, and beautiful at that.

She matched me with a pink leather dress, with lots of room this time to swirl, so dancing would be awesome. Looking at the two of us we looked like sisters or lovers, by the twinkle in her eyes. I had no doubt any longer if I was doing the right thing. We were simply too perfect together. What do I say, I asked, if anyone wants to know my name? She thought for a second. How about Felicity? I've always liked that name. It was close enough to my real name for me to react if someone would call me, so I nodded, Felicity it is!

Would you mind eating home? I brought some Chinese, she said. I just want to cuddle with you a bit more before we go to the club. It was cozy and very girly. It allowed me more and more to accept my role as her girlfriend. We watched a show together on TV and basically couldn't get enough of each other. I must say, we really were binding and it was so much more than just the sex. I have no clue why being a girl came so easy to me, but I actually enjoyed it quite a bit.

The club was a hit. Nobody recognized me as the guy she had brought the past couple of weeks. We looked awesome and people just couldn't keep their hands off us. The dance floor was ours, slow, fast, up and down. Again I felt like a natural on heels, I could move in any way that I would have if I were barefooted. The practice really paid off. I think my butt may have been the most popular with the guys, so often I was pulled back into many hard-ons. Sierra laughed, better get used to it, you look delicious in that skirt.

Finally we took a break and I sat down on the carpet with my head in her lap to play under her skirt. We got visitors, Sierra's friend with the cat girl Raphaela. The cat had no problem recognizing me and she curled up in my lap, with a heavy purr, and her tail stroking me softly. She's one hundred percent female now, thanks to you, her owner said. And I think you are her best friend now. I didn't mind, I patted her and played with her. Sierra bent over and pulled some hidden zipper on my chest and suddenly my thick nipples came free and I was actually showing some breast it almost seemed. Raphaela immediately started sucking on my nipple and with her tongue she quickly drove me crazy. I knew I wanted the piercing from the moment I saw how Sierra reacted to me sucking on them. But now that I was on the receiving side I realized how sensitive it was. My body was on fire with pleasure and I started to tingle all over. I must be sweating too, as the girl sucked fluids from my nipples. I touched it with my finger and tasted it. I expected salty sweat but it was sweet like milk. No way could that come from me right?

Her owner pulled her tail and she moved away. I got a good look at my chest area now and it looked clearly like small breasts were sticking out through the openings in the latex. I looked questioning at Sierra but she smiled approvingly at me. Thanks for feeding her, Raphaela's owner said, it's always hard to find something new in her fluids only diet. I was so horny by now and I wouldn't mind if she fed between my legs as well. But no, I was saving that for Sierra. I needed my mind on something else, so I got up and asked her if she wanted to go back on the dance floor. But she shook her head, saying that Rowena wouldn't mind. So that was the cat owners name. I took her by the hand and we started dancing. It was a slow song and she pulled me close to her. Thanks again for helping my pet, she whispered, she has been so alive lately, she couldn't wait to come to the club, even while she's still recovering from the surgery. My pleasure, I said, she's such a lovely creature. Can she even talk? Not anymore, she replied, not since the surgery that gave her the extended tongue. She knew what she was giving up. What about the tail, I asked, is it real? In a way it is, it was implanted into her spine, it moves using a battery, partly controlled and partly random. It has sensors tied into her nerve system so she actually has some feeling in it. If you want you can take care of her every now and then. I accepted her as my pet, but it's actually a big responsibility. I'd love to, I said, I think she's amazing. At that she kissed me, not just on the cheek, but with her tongue almost in my throat. It was pleasant and I think I have made multiple new friends this week.

That night was amazing. Sierra made love to me as if I were a girl and she was really good at it. I thought I could get used to that. But when I woke up and thinking of sneaking out of the bed to make breakfast I could hear she was awake. She was sobbing softly. I turned her around to face me and I tried to wipe her tears. What's the matter? I asked her. She was quiet for a long time, then she finally answered, I'm sorry, but it's me. I loved how I could pull you into my world, you were perfect and I was starting to fall for you. But that's wonderful, I cried, I have fallen for you as well. But you see, she continued, the problem is that I was raised to be lesbian. My mom didn't want to have anything to do with men, she made me promise I would never bring a man into my house. And then last night you were so beautiful as a girl, I fell truly in love. I suddenly understood her dilemma, she wanted me, but as a woman. That way we could live in her home and get married and...

The decision was suddenly easy, I loved her and I knew she loved me. I'll be your woman, I whispered. Her face suddenly turned into a smile. Would you do that for me? I simply nodded and she suddenly hugged me and kissed me long on the mouth. Thanks, she finally said, I know it must be a tough decision. Not too bad, I laughed, I enjoyed it a lot last night and I just want to see you happy. Then you'll have to give me a couple of kids as well, she replied. And suddenly we were going at it again, breakfast could wait.

That afternoon we went back to the clinic for a final session. I was a bit reluctant. When I wake up, will I still have my manhood? Of course darling, Sierra said, remember I want at least two kids, after that you can decide for yourself if you want to give it up. She was right, when I woke up my manhood was still there, neatly tucked away. But I had real breasts now, and beautiful nails on my hands and feet, long hair extensions, semi permanent makeup, and my voice was higher. No one would ever suspect I was ever a man. Sierra sat on the side of the bed, holding a ring with a massive diamond. Will you marry me, Felicity? And of course I said, Yes!