C3Verse: Alex's Convention Story 2 Afterward Part 3

[Skinsuit/CrossdressingTG] C3Verse: Convention Story 

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*Disclaimer/Spoiler Alert: Contains Crossdressing, Skinsuits, and Sexual Themes. This story is Explicit.

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Sunday, July 29th, 2018 Time 06:34



Las Vegas, Nevada; The Sultan's Palace Casino and Resort

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For the third time since laying down with Bree, Alex woke up from Bree pulling on the chain that attached their hands. 

Bree awoke as well and sighed in frustration before turning back and staring into Alex's eyes. "Sorry, this didn't work out like I wanted it to." 

Alex yawned and said, "Well if you wouldn't keep trying to roll over." 

She yawned in return. "You know it's weird seeing Alex's voice come out of Lexi's mouth." 

Alex rubbed the sleep from his eye and felt the mask.  

Trying to get into character, Lexi said in her morning voice, "Sorry. I'm still half asleep." 

The chain pulled down as Bree's hand went to Lexi's erection. "Not tired enough it seems." 

To Lexi's surprise, Bree slid her hand into Lexi's panties and grasped the manhood. Smirking, Bree asked, "Can you do me with your fingers too? I have a little morning dew again. You are just so beautiful dressed like this." 

Lexi's hand slid into Bree's green panties over the harem pants and found Bree was indeed wet. 

Bree free'd Lexi's manhood more and stroked it gently while Lexi slid some fingers into Bree, gently tickling Bree's clit with her thumb. 

Their eyes never left each other as they continued to please the other with their hands. They both smiled as they tried harder to make the other climax, their breathing getting heavier. 

"Why are you so wet this morning?" Lexi asked as she felt the moisture seep into her hand. 

"I... I had a wet dream."  

Lexi smirked as Bree blushed. "Was I in it?" 

Closing her eyes, Bree shook her head. "No, but you are my dream right now." Her hazel eyes opened and stared happily into Lexi's as she moaned in pleasure. 

Bree climaxed first, but Lexi didn't let up her teasing fingers as her other hand found one of Bree's breasts and played with it too.  

The hand job wavered as Bree became distracted as Lexi's hand was dripping with juices as it thrust into her friend. 

Finally Lexi let up, and was surprised as Bree snatched the key from around her own neck and undid the chains attaching them together from the collar and cuffs around Lexi's neck, wrists, and ankles.  

To Lexi's further surprise, Bree pulled off her own panties and hopped up on Lexi, her wet womanhood pressing to Lexi's mouth, as Bree bent forward to take Lexi's penis into her mouth. 

Lexi stuck her tongue into Bree, determined to please her while Bree sucked Lexi's dick. The intense pleasure Lexi felt and Bree's lower lips covering her mouth made it difficult for Lexi to find her breath.  

Lexi felt Bree's hands press firmly into the fake breasts on her chest, rubbing them as Lexi knew Bree enjoyed her own. 

Just before Lexi finally orgasmed, Bree pushed herself upward and Lexi ejaculated all over her own costume and groin. 

"Sorry but I didn't-" Bree tried to say but Lexi grabbed Bree's hips to pull Bree back down so Lexi could eat her out again. 

Bree gasped above her as Lexi finally brought Bree to another orgasm, spraying all over Lexi's face, and forcing the small girl to collapse on top of her, their silk covered breasts pressing into each other's stomachs. 

Lexi couldn't help but feel Bree's breath against her groin as her penis lay on Bree's cheek. 

After a few moments, Bree leaned up, and Lexi felt Bree cup her testicles before sliding them up into her and tucking her flaccid and semen and saliva covered penis between her legs, before she pulled up Lexi's panties, smoothed out the crotch with her fingers. The Bree finally got off Lexi who could finally breathe through her mouth again. 

Bree lay down next to Lexi, staring at her as she asked, "How was that?" 

Looking over, Lexi could see Bree's cheek had dripping cum on it that Bree was wiping away with her own green panties. 

Bree had a slightly sad expression on her face, so Lexi told her, "That was nice. But you didn't have to do that." 

"I think I needed to after what happened last night. I feel really-" 

Just as Lexi was about to interrupt Bree's apology, Bree's alarm went off, doing it for her. 

Clapping three times in the air, Bree hurriedly hopped off the bed. "We have work to do. We need to get that mask off of you." 

Lexi bolted upright. "My mask? You want Alex to be here?" If Lexi was honest with herself, she didn't want to be Alex today. She knew Bree would rather have her there today too. 

Bree froze and stared at Lexi for a long moment while she seriously considered something. 

Finally Bree said, "Alex. I have a birthday wish to ask you." 

Because she used his name, Alex responded. "Anything." He got off the bed and went near Bree.  

Bree looked up at him nervously. "You can say no. Especially after the mistakes I made this weekend - don't interrupt me...please." 

He had just been about to do so when she stopped him.  

Taking a deep breath, Bree asked, "For the rest of the day. Can I give you a makeover and have you follow my orders without complaint?" 

Alex's eyes widened. "You want to -" 

"Turn you into a girl... without a mask hiding your face. I have been studying up on how to use makeup to transform a guy into a woman and would really like to try. If you don't like the way you look, we'll keep trying until you are perfect or until we have to get ready to check out, then I'll just turn you back into Lexi when we get to the other hotel. I just want to try this for fun." 

Alex swallowed nervously, but part of him had always wanted to try this again. To have his face look like a girls. And he knew if anyone could do it, it was his best friend, the makeup expert. 

"Okay Bree." 

Bree got excited and asked, "Really?" 

He nodded and she hugged him tightly, telling him, "Thank you. I'll make it up to you someday I promise." 

She broke away and pulled him into a kiss. 

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After Lexi's mask was removed, they showered together and reshaved Alex's body. It was difficult this time because of being out of a cage and his dick was erect the entire time, especially after Bree cleaned his rectum. 

To his surprise, she tried giving him a hand job again and the sight of her naked in the water helped him orgasm again. 

It was a little awkward though as Bree didn't seem very aroused herself, focusing on just helping him while she allowed him to play with her breasts. 

After they had toweled themselves off, Bree laid some spare towels on the bed and explained, "I have a lot of work ahead of me so we better get started. First, I need you to be quiet. No speaking unless I say so." 

Alex pressed his lips together tightly and nodded which made her smile 

"You promise not to speak?" 

Alex nodded again and crossed his heart. 

"Thanks. The first thing you get to wear is this." Bree held up a black faux leather blindfold. 

Alex rolled his eyes, but sat on the bed so she could put it on him, hiding her plans for him. 

"Great. Now lay back on the bed and spread your legs apart." 

Confused, Alex did as she asked and laid down while he heard Bree moving around, pulling stuff out of her bags. 

After some time, he felt her grab his dick and something rubbery slid onto his penis until his dick head poked through the other side of the sleeve.  

Then something cold and wet was applied to his groin, around the base of his dick. He figured it was adhesive from the scent that washed towards him as Bree then pressed another cold but rubbery piece to the adhesive she applied, as his dick was pressed to facing downward with his testicles split apart and held in a cavity. It didn't feel as constraining as the cage, nor as big as a normal suit, but he still felt the pressure and could almost picture the vagina he expected he now had. 

He shivered and she asked, "Cold?" 

He nodded then heard Bree walk away. He was confused when she came back and messed with something before he heard the click of the hair dryer and the warm air on his groin and legs. He was surprised to find how pleasurable the air felt on him and could even feel a hot breeze tease his trapped head occasionally. 

The dryer was shut off and another cold liquid was applied to the edges of the prosthetic, and then smoothed over the groin. 

Bree giggled at something then he heard her phone's camera shutter go off before she told him, "Sorry. I just wanted a momento for this. Regular Alex with a vagina." 

He responded with a small smirk. 

Bree left him again and he could hear her get dressed while what he thought was liquid latex dried on the prosthetic. 

She came over and he heard her bend to inspect his groin as her warm breath teased his thigh. "I'm impressed. I secretly took a picture of you a few weeks ago for color reference and this matches your skin perfectly. I found a place that did advanced prosthetics that branched into stuff for transgenders and they were able to rush it. Sorry but I need to check something." 

Something slid over the prosthetic and he felt Bree's finger touch his penis head, one of her nails poking into his skin before her finger gently rubbed over his urethra opening. 

She pulled her finger out when it twitched and tried to get erect again. "Cool. The prosthetic hides your dick away but it can be pulled through the opening. It gives me access to your hidden strapon wherever we go." 

He felt a pressure and heard a strange noise coming from Bree. As soon as he recognized it as kissing, something wet licked his dick head. 

Bree pulled away suddenly as Alex's penis felt the strain of its enclosure. She giggled happily and he felt something press against the prosthetic again  before he felt a pulling sensation on his groin as the prosthetic was tried to be pulled off him. 

Bree commented, "The adhesive is supposed to be pretty strong and the material they used was state of the art." A painful edge came to her voice. "It was really expensive." 

Alex was about to speak when Bree hopped on top of him and held his mouth closed. "I know, I know. I just lost my job and you'd be happy to reimburse me. It's already paid for so just shut up and deal with it. They don't exactly do returns."  

She sighed. "You said you wouldn't speak, remember? Now let me finish. That's just one of five pieces." Alex's eyes widened under the mask and she must have noticed as she said, "Ya, I may have gone a little overboard. This was originally to help me pay back for the fursuit, costumes, and kig stuff you gave me. And since you have to keep quiet now, I can say, I'm sorry for breaking your suit yesterday."  

She got off him, but remained on the bed as Alex kept his mouth closed and growled in mild frustration. 

"I know you don't want to hear it." She rolled him over onto his face and stomach as she continued, "But I feel really bad about it. It wasn't your fault. You were doing what I wanted to. I'm really sorry. We had a good day yesterday though, right?" 

He turned his head to lie on his cheek, nodding his agreement. 

"It was really fun to see muscular Lexi. Or Jaime as it were. Especially in the work out clothes and bikini. Losing the suit is almost like losing a girlfriend. But at least I got a new one today." She playfully slapped his bare butt. 

Then something cold was spread on one of his hips and butt cheeks.  

Having been in this position before, he knew what was coming as she applied a silicone hip pad to his butt and outer leg. It was pressed into him for a long time before the hair dryer heated the adhesive.  

The same process was applied to the other side before all the seams were covered in liquid latex again. 

Bree hopped off the bed and he heard her continue to get dressed while the latex and glue dried.  

She came back and had Alex stand up and bend his legs to check the adhesion. She commented, "This stuff is cool. I didn't understand all the technical stuff it used to describe the material, but it adheres and matches you perfectly. If I didn't just put it on, I would have no idea that you weren't a way too flat-chested tomboy." 

Alex felt the slap of a much harder spank, causing him to jump and yelp. He was surprised at how much it hurt and rubbed the silicone and flesh that smarted.  

"Did it really hurt that much?" 

He nodded as his hand found the warm silicone-like piece and was surprised at how flesh-like it was. Then his hand was slapped away before Bree took each of his butt cheeks in her own hands and kneaded them. 

"Impressive huh?" 

He nodded again as Bree moved away. His hands explored his hips and slid towards his groin when Bree smacked him again. "Not yet. Lie back down, butt to the bed." 

He sat on his enhanced derriere and lay on the towels. More adhesive was applied to his chest and soon he felt the first of the breast forms attached to his skin. Then the other one and hair dryer and latex, following the same process that Bree had done all for the other pieces. 

"Sit tight. I'm going to do my makeup. No peeking or touching." 

Bree was gone for a long time while Alex considered whether or not it was worth it to buy another full silicone muscle suit or just buy something similar to what Bree had with the spandex suit with silicone muscle pieces. If he wanted to be Sultana again, he really needed one or the other. 

He almost wished he asked for a more muscular A.N.N.E.S. suit back when the project was started, but didn't think he wanted to act like he had with Jaime all the time. 

It took a lot of willpower not to touch the breasts that pulled from his chest as he shifted. He was surprised at how much more pleasurable it was with his chest and back mostly bare as he felt them bounce when he moved. 

He heard Bree's footsteps rushing him and gasped as Bree leapt onto his stomach while shouting, "Jaime!" 

Bree kissed him and he felt her lipstick as her tongue slipped into his mouth. One of her hands cupped his breasts and lifted it, pulling his skin upward. 

Bree leaned down to whisper, "I want you to be Jaime again, but since you already have a Jessica you have the hots for, I want you to pick another name for me. That's the only word you can say for now." She leaned up and said, "I'll play with these until you shout my name. Be sure to moan for me." 

Her hands teased Alex's new breasts, pulling them this way and that, while he first got into character. 

The weight of all that was adhered to her helped her focus and become Jaime for Bree. Then she considered every woman's name she could think of. 

She imagined she could feel Bree's hands on her nipples as she moaned for her and whispered, "Jill." 

Suddenly Bree leaned on her again and Bree's lips pressed on her own before Bree whispered, "Then for the rest of the day, I am Jill and you are Jaime. Got it?" 

Jaime nodded. 

Jill leaned closer and whispered sensually in her ear. "Would you like to pretend to be married again? I think it might help for something I have planned later." 

Jaime nodded her head again as she felt a pressure on one of her breasts. She pretended to moan, not sure what was happening until Jill whispered in a daisy girl, accented voice. "Your nipples taste so good Jaime. You are making your wife so wet."" 

Jill switched breasts and Jaime moaned louder for effect, imagining how it would feel one day to have breasts of her own and have Bree suck on them. 

The wife that Jaime had no visual reference for, leaned up again and continued her daisy girl voice. "I am like, so excited to give you a makeover to match your smoking hot body. It's going to take a while so we should totally get started. But wait, Where is your ring? I've got mine on already." 

A hand slid between Jaime's breasts on her bare skin as she felt the cold metal of the ring on one of the fingers. The hand slid up Jaime's neck and grabbed her face as Jill kissed it again and whispered, "Where's your ring? Whisper softly to me." 

"My bag. Front pocket." 

Jill pulled Jaime up off the bed and was put into a standing position while Jill went to where Lexi had left Alex's bag. 

Jaime giggled to herself at all the parts she was playing today, but said nothing.  

After a minute, Jill moved in front of her and said, "Jaime. Will you be my pretend wife for a day?" 

Giggling louder, Jaime figured it was okay to speak and adopted the same accent. "Totally Jill." 

Based on how Jill took her hand, Jaime figured she was now kneeling on the ground.  

The image of Bree proposing to Alex burned into his mind and strained his hidden dick. It took all his willpower to push the image that couldn't happen from his head. 

Jill slid a ring on Jaime's finger before jumping up and kissing Jaime. "Thanks. Now let's make you hotter. You totally could use a makeover and get over your tomboy phase. Your face totally looks like a dude's right now."  

Alex couldn't mistake the hint of awkwardness that happened as Bree spoke in Jill's voice. He suspected she might have regretted proposing to him, even if it was fake. 

Jaime was led by the hand into the bathroom and sat on the toilet. She felt Jill place a wig cap over her hair and glue it into place.  

Eventually Jaime realized something and giggled. 

Keeping up with the accent, which helped Jaime think of Bree as Jill, Jill said, "If I ask you a question, I want an honest answer from you without you saying too much okay?" 

"Yes, Jill." 

"What was so funny a second ago?" 

Jaime pressed her lips together in avoidance of her incoming laugh before she said quietly, "You just glued the eye mask to my face." 

There was a pause before Jill growled in frustration as the wig cap was torn from Jaime's head with the eye-masks strap coming with it. 

Jaime blinked into the bright light and saw how disappointed Bree looked with herself. "Sorry Lexi. So much for the surprise." 

Lexi focused on the heavily made up Goth girl in front of her wearing a green plaid short skirt, black tank top with a green lace bra sticking partially out of the low neck, fishnet stockings, and her new black classic style canvas sneakers with a heeled combat boot bottom with green laces. 

Meeting the eyes of the green eyed girl that had a small resemblance to Bree, Jaime narrowed her focus to only see her. "It's okay Jill. I didn't see anything on me." 

"Promise?" 

Jaime nodded, getting into character again and using the daisy girl voice. "I'll even close my eyes, so everything will be a totally awesome surprise." 

Bree gently touched her cheek. "No, it's okay. Just try not to let your eyes wander too much I guess." 

Giving her a sad smile, Jaime tried to comfort her friend and fake wife. "Are you okay Jill? You are like, being totally a bummer right now." 

Finally smiling her black lips with a green outline Jill said in the same accent, "Sorry girl-friend, I just had a mood swing attack. Thanks for being so supportive." 

Jill kissed Jaime on the cheek and then reapplied the adhesive to the wig cap. 

As Jill worked, she was biting her lip, a look of sadness across her face. 

It made Lexi realize that this was Friday all over again. 

Jaime asked, "Can I ask you what's wrong? I know you said I shouldn't speak but that kind of got thrown out the window when you glued a mask to me." 

Jill leaned in to whisper with a smirk, "I glue a mask to you all the time." Then she pulled away to ask in her new accent, "Is it okay if I apply something to your lips to make them bigger? It'll wear off sometime tomorrow." 

Despite the dodge of her question, Jaime couldn't help herself as she became startled and asked, "What?" 

She felt a stinging slap on her thigh as Jill gave her a playful smirk. "Did you just ask me a question? I thought you were supposed to be quiet." 

Jaime felt her cheeks blush. "Sorry." 

Jill smiled and explained, "It's just a cream that pumps them up temporarily. I like, tested it on myself and it totally made me a goth bimbo. Perfect for sucking nipples or ladies lower lips, but unnecessary for me. You, on the other hand, were born with such narrow lips, you could use some help, girl. But I want to make sure you are totally cool with it first." 

Jamie shrugged. "Anything for you babe, as long as it is temporary." 

Jill kissed her again and said, "Good answer. Now pucker up." 

Puckering her lips, Jaime watched as Jill put on a latex glove with a snap. Then Jill opened a jar of cream and rubbed it into Jaime's lips which numbed and tingled as Jill worked it in until they started to drag across Jaime's lips. 

"Sorry babe, can't kiss you for the next little bit, but I can see it working." 

Jaime did feel like her lips were numbing. 

The cream was put away and the glove discarded before Jill prepped her makeup stuff as Jaime stared at the wall. 

Jaime looked up at Jill, confused as Jill held up some adhesive tape strips with strings attached to them. She started by putting the tape on Jaime's temples, hairline, and cheeks where her sideburns used to be. 

Jill explained, "This is to pull your face tighter to make it more feminine. Older women like to do it all the time to look younger, but you are too young to need it for that. It's just to give you a small face lift." Jill puts on a sad smile as she then jokes, "It's sad you were cursed with such masculine features." 

A longer piece of tape without the string was applied to Jaime's jaw on either side and was pulled towards her ears while Jill said, "Makeup will hide the tape. No need to worry." 

Alex wasn't worried about Bree hiding the tape. He was more worried about how his friend was hiding her true feelings. 

Again. 

Jill made Jaime turn around on the toilet and felt more tape applied to the back of her neck before Jaime felt Jill tie first the lower tapes right above her ears together, then the temple tapes and finally the two tapes on her forehead and back of her neck. 

Sliding her around again, Jill commented with a bright and honest smile. "Perfect. You look so feminine already. Time for your hair." 

After applying an adhesive over some of the tape on Jaime's forehead and all the way down near her ears, Jill left the bathroom for a moment. Her voice came back, "Can you close your eyes? I want the wig to be a surprise." 

Jaime did as she was asked and replied, "They're closed." 

A wig brushed Jaime's neck, face and shoulders as the wig was put into place and held firmly there.  

After the wig was glued, Jill got to work on Jaime's face, hiding the tape and contouring it to what Jaime hoped would be a very sexy and obviously female look. Jill even went as far as to glue down Jaime's eyebrows and put something above her mouth and chin that she was told would help with beard shadow. 

Alex had been worried about doing this sort of thing himself, thinking he wouldn't look as good with his normal male face. But if anyone could make him look like a woman with skills in makeup, it was his best friend. 

Finally Jill sighed. "I guess you can open them now."  

Jaime did and saw that she now had black hair with a purple streak. She tossed her head back and saw Jill smirk. 

"Since I have to wear your favorite color Jaime, you get to wear mine." 

Jaime gave a half smile in response and Jill started prepping some false eyelashes. 

After the eyelashes, mascara, lipstick, lip liner, and purple contacts were applied, Jill helped Jaime up before pulling the taller woman down for a kiss.  

"You make a cute goth Jaime." 

"You look pretty hot yourself Jill." 

Jill smiled and kissed her again before pulling her back to the room. 

On the bed was a similar outfit to Jill's with purple instead of green. 

Jill helped her into some purple lace panties, and Jamie watched as her breasts jiggled as she stared down at her vagina between her legs. 

It was very strange to see this. She had had silicone prosthetics before, but because of how much was really her body and how realistic the prosthetics looked on her, she had a disconcerting feeling she was looking at a real woman and her dick was gone. 

Her trapped penis strained in its special confinement as the panties slid into place over her wide hips. 

Jill helped her into a bra that Jaime felt go around her, and then a garter that Jill ran the strings through the Panties. The fishnet stockings were pulled up and attached then the purple and black plaid skirt was slid up and zipped up. 

Noticing the smirk on Jaime's face, Jill questioned, "What?" 

"This feels strange. I don't wear women's clothes often without wearing a suit. Especially such a small skirt."  

The skirt in question went to about mid thigh. Both girls would have to be careful about not flashing anything hidden underneath it. 

Jill smiled at her green lined black lips. "Well I think this is..." her face fell as she trailed off.  

Having known Bree for a long time, Lexi finished her sentence. "The cutest I ever looked?" 

Biting her lip, Bree couldn't meet Lexi's eyes until Lexi grabbed her chin.  

Smiling as kindly as she could, Lexi spoke with the softest of whispers, "It's okay Bree." Before she spoke aloud, trying to get Bree to feel better. "Well I better look like the cutest woman ever, Jill. I'm your wife after all." 

Jill smiled. "You are the cutest woman ever, Jaime." And she pulled Jaime in for a gentle kiss, then said, "Ready for a surprise?" 

Jaime nodded and Jill went to Bree's suitcase. She opened it to reveal a pair of the same boots she was wearing in a much larger size with purple laces. 

Smiling, Jill said, "I remember how much you said you totally loved them so I got these for you." 

Jaime sat on the bed and was helped into the boots. Standing, they were surprisingly comfortable and the very wide heel would make walking in them really easy. 

"Ready to see how you look?" 

Jaime nodded and was led back to the bathroom. 

She gasped as she saw the purple and black look that Jill had given her.  

Alex had been turned into a goth person for the third time in his life. The first was Lexi wearing the silicone mask as a vampire. The second is himself, also a vampire. And the third as himself transformed into a sexy woman. 

This one was by far his favorite. He found he didn't even mind the purple streak in his now jet black hair styled in the same shixie cut as Bree's. His face was a little paler than normal, and was sharpened with black eyeliner and purple lip liner. His lips and features were definitely feminine. He blew himself a kiss with his plump lips and felt his hidden manhood strain again. 

Turning, Jamie smiled at Jill and Bree. "Thank you. I look so totally amazing." 

Jill smiled and pulled in Jaime for another quick kiss, Jaime enjoying the pillowy pressure from their lips. Keeping her arms around the taller woman Jill said, "I think you do too. So does this mean you are good to look like this the whole day?" 

Jaime nodded. "Yep. No one would be able to tell who I really am. Even my own sister." 

Jill's smile widened. "I think she'd be pretty proud of how far you've come since going to C3 as the Acrobat five years ago." 

Alex smiled his made up lips and spoke with Jaime's voice. "I don't know about that. But it would be nice for her to see me happy like this." 

Alex's sister April had passed away last year. She was the first person to have ever turned him into a girl back when he was eighteen.  

He really missed her and was very grateful to Bree for filling the hole April left in his heart 

Bree hugged him tightly, but not before Alex noticed a shadow cross her face. 

He pulled her away and dropped the voice. "Bree, what is it?" 

She looked into his eyes. "I'm sorry." 

"You're sorry for making me happy?" 

"No... I just." 

He took her hand and pulled her to the bed so they could sit comfortably on it. "Bree. Please be honest with me. Why are you doing this? Why have you been acting weird again today." 

Tears filled Bree's eyes. "I..." 

He held her close until everything about this weekend clicked. 

The way she made him wear lingerie the first night and tried to have sex with him. The way she pretended to be married to him yesterday. The rings she said she wanted to use again today. The way she made him up into her ideal girl twice. 

With a heavy heart, he still used Lexi's voice to solemnly guess, "You wanted to see if you could be with me. Be with me as a guy. You are upset because I'm happy and you aren't completely because this didn't work out like you hoped it would." 

Bree sobbed and buried her face into his fake breasts. "I'm so sorry." She pulled back to look up at him, tears streaming down her face. "I love you so much Alex. I love you. You really are the best friend I ever had and it has nothing to do with the money or all that you have given me. It's because of how good you are to me. No one has ever treated me the way you have. No one has loved me like you have. Not even my parents. I'm just a spoiled Goth brat that doesn't deserve a friend like you." 

"Bree..." 

"No. It's not okay. You don't deserve this. I wish I could love you more than a friend. But I... I can't. I tried. I really tried this weekend, but its-" 

He finally let his frustration show as tears and probably makeup streamed down his own face. "Bree. I don't care. I don't care if you can't be with me as a guy. I don't care if you never can have this with me." He took off the fake engagement ring she had bought for him and held it up for her. "I don't care if this is fake. I know this is just for fun and that will never change. I know this can't be real, but you need to stop trying. You shouldn't change who you are because of me. I've..." he took a deep breath and spoke in his normal voice as he told her, "I think I am ready to finally move on from you." 

She let in a sharp breath as she stared into his eyes. 

"I mean it, Bree. I really did have a crush on you and I admit it hurts that you don't want me, but you don't need to change for me. I love you the way you are. The way you were when you don't try everything in your power to please me. I'm sorry, but the rings were a mistake. The wedding dress try on yesterday was a mistake. Pretending we're married is a mistake." 

She didn't stop him as he pulled the ring off her finger and set both of the rings on the bed away from them. 

He held her hands tightly. "Maybe all our sex is a mistake too, no matter how much I loved every second of it. Even when you broke my suit, I didn't care because of how much I enjoyed it at that moment. I really enjoyed it all, except for Friday night when you tried to have sex with a normal me. I wish you had just let me be Lexi. I'm so sorry you felt the need to ruin your birthday for me." 

New tears were brought to her face before Bree spoke quietly. "It wasn't ruined. I enjoyed it too. Quite a bit of it because I got to be with you." She sobbed again, pulling away from him and buried her face in her knees as she closed herself up, sitting in the fetal position. "But I wasn't with you. I was with Jaime. Or Lexi." 

"Bree, I never had a problem with that. You know I enjoy dressing up." 

Her muffled voice came from her knees. "But you were right... I do enjoy being with them more than you. And that's wrong. I should be friends with you, Alex. Not some fictional girl." 

Alex sighed and told her, "They are me Bree. They are a part of me. I don't want to give them up. I really don't care if you like them. Loving Lexi, is still like loving me." 

Bree slammed her fist into the bed. "No it isn't! It's getting harder for me to tell you apart. I'm losing you Alex. And this weekend I really needed to..." she trailed off shaking her head. Then she told him, "This weekend was all a mistake." 

It hurt him more than anything when she ran from the room. 

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It wasn't that hard for Alex to find her, much to Bree's annoyance.  

She was sitting alone at the hotel bar with a drink when the Goth girl her friend was currently presenting as, sat next her. 

Alex spoke in Lexi's voice as he put a comforting hand on Bree's shoulder, "Bree. I'm sorry." 

Angry with herself, she took another swig from her drink before she snapped, "You don't have anything to be sorry about. It's me that's messed up. I took the best figging guy on the planet, turned him into my dream -"  

She hesitated as she glanced at the bartender looking at her phone on the opposite side of the bar.  

Bree needed to be careful so as to not make things worse, so she lowered her voice. "-turned him into my dream girl. Turned him into someone I could crush on. I don't deserve to be loved by you. I don't deserve you." 

"Bree, can we go somewhere more private please?" He begged softly in the sweet voice of Bree's love. 

The one love that Bree couldn't have. 

'Why was it so hard to love Alex fully?' She asked herself for the millionth time that month. 'He's perfect. So what if he was a guy? You do love him. Why can't you just pass that one small hurtle?' 

Bree spoke in a soft voice too. "No. We should just go home. Then you should just... let me go." 

'Why was getting over the fact he was a guy so hard?' 

Whenever Bree imagined her future, it was not with Alex. Sometimes it was with Lexi, but it was just so hard to picture Alex with her forever. She tried to pretend, tried to imagine him as her husband and Sometimes wife, especially when she fake proposed to him earlier.  

But Bree couldn't do it. There was something wrong looking into his face behind that black leather eye mask. Even if his head was on a very beautiful naked and female body. 

There was something that told her it was still a guy under all of that. 

One of the worst parts was, Bree still felt attraction to the girl sitting next to her. She had done too good a job and really wanted nothing more than to take the innocent, kind, and romantic Goth girl with Bree's new favorite hairstyle to bed. She wanted to tease and please her in ways she could never do to some guy. 

Even the guy under the girl. 

And the even worse part was that Bree desperately needed Alex to help her out of the situation she currently found herself in. 

But it was too hard to ask, especially with all the hurt she had caused him and herself this weekend. 

Bree finished her drink and asked the bartender girl for another one. 

"Would you like a drink too sweetie?" The bargirl asked in her extremely high voice as she approached. "You look like you both need one. My treat." 

"Yes please." Lexi asked quietly.  

The bargirl got to work and served them both a drink before she left them and went into a back room to give them some alone time. 

Because of how early in the morning it was, no one else was in the bar room so they were alone. 

Alex smelled the drink and asked, "Iced Tea?" 

Bree nodded and angrily told him, "What? Do you think I would be drinking this early? Alcohol doesn't help sadness." 

They both sipped their cold drinks while they sat quietly for a moment. 

Finally Lexi said, "I don't want to let you go." 

Bree got angry with herself again. "Why? I'm too stupid to want you. You don't have a shot with this arrogant dumb whore." 

To Bree's utter shock, Alex punched her hard in the arm and firmly told her in Lexi's angry voice, "That's my best friend you are talking about. Call her that again, and I'll do more than punch you." 

Bree stared at him, opened mouthed as she rubbed her slightly hurt arm and even more hurt ego. 

His feminine features softened. "I refuse to let you go as my friend. And I refuse to have you sit like this, wallowing in self pity. You are my best friend, Bree. And I don't want that to change one bit. I'm not going to leave you just because you don't think we could have a lasting relationship. A lasting romantic one. I love you more than you can imagine." 

His voice dropped Lexi's and spoke softly as he vowed, "I will never expect you to love me like I do you. And I will never expect more from you than what we already have. What I do expect from you is the chance to still be with you... as friends. Stop trying too hard and please, for the love of everything, don't push me away. I still need you." 

Bree's eyes teared up again as his purple contacted ones did too. 

He stared deep into her eyes and read them through the tears, his face softening more as understanding came to him. "Bree, there's more to this, isn't there. There's something you aren't telling me." 

She sighed and shook her head. 

He grabbed her arm gently and spoke softly in Lexi's voice again. "Don't Bree. Please. Even if I can't have you romantically, I still need you as a friend. You are just about the only good friend I have, and I think I'm your only good friend too. I haven't heard you talk about any other friend you've had in a while. Please don't push me away. And please tell me what's wrong. We should be honest with each other. I want to help you." 

Bree didn't want him to help her any more. She didn't want him to do anything else for her, so she angrily shot back, "What about your secret project you've been working on? The one causing you stress and keeping you from finding a girl to love besides me?" 

She regretted those words as they left her mouth and saw how hurt he looked.  

Wishing to take them back, Bree softly said, "Alex I'm sorry. I'm just... I'm just angry with myself and I'm taking it out on you. I'm-" 

He interrupted, still in the sweet voice that sounded hurt as he told her in all seriousness, "I'm sorry but I can't be honest with you about that. Anything else, but that project. I legally can't tell you about it and I could lose a lot and hurt a lot of people's chances for a better life if I told you." 

As she stared into his falsely purple eyes, Bree saw how much it hurt him that he couldn't tell her about it. He really wanted to, but it was far too important for him to ruin it to help her curiosity. 

He sighed deeply. "Bree, I love you like I loved my sister. You are the only family I have left right now. If you don't want to be with me romantically, I understand and would still like to be best friends with you. To be like your... sister." He whispered, "Or Brother." His voice raised in volume as he continued in Lexi's voice, "But I can't do that if you don't tell me what's wrong.  

Bree's heart melted. She had always wanted a brother and realized that he really was the closest thing she had to one. Bree really did need one and he really could help her. 

'I do need his help.' Bree told herself in defeat. 

"I... I'm broke." She finally admitted.  

His eyes widened. And she knew the moment she had been fearing for the whole week had arrived.  

He looked at her with pity as he began, "Bree..." 

She buried her face in her hands and sobbed openly as she spilled out her constant worries to burden her best friend. "I had spent so much money on this. And then other things. I've never had a good handle on finances, but I saved up for this trip and all that you have on you right now. I wanted to repay you. To try and have a perfect weekend. But now that's gone. I lost my job, and have nothing else to do. They didn't even give me a severance. And there was no way I could stop this or get the money back for this trip. I'm in so much debt right now and have nothing. I thought I would be working there for so much longer, but it's gone. Even with the discount I got from you, I can't afford my apartment anymore. I'm going to have to leave and try and find a new job. I don't have anywhere else to turn." 

"Bree -" 

She banged her fist on the bar in frustration. "I know you can help me. But I would never ask that of you. You can't help me. I screwed this up and ruined my life. Ruined our friendship. The best friendship I've ever had. Everything has fallen apart in one weekend because I'm too stupid -" 

He punched her again. It was much softer this time, but it still hurt her pride.  

In his voice he firmly told her, "Bree. I need to tell you some things and I don't want to be interrupted." 

She turned to look at him.  

Glancing around, he spoke in Lexi's voice again. "Stop saying you're stupid. And stop pushing me away, especially if you need help. You aren't stupid, but not asking for help is. I care about you so much and you know I would do anything for you." 

She tried to speak, but he silenced her with a finger. 

"I'm not done. So shut up and listen." 

He glared at her and then his expression softened. From Lexi's purse, he pulled out a makeup removal wipe and gently removed her tear stained mascara. She figured hers looked as bad as his did right now.  

'At least he still looked like a girl. I can't let anyone else find out he isn't one. I can't hurt him that way.' 

"Please don't interrupt until I'm done. I need to tell you something important." He paused, took a deep breath, tears filling his eyes again. "I'm so sorry I put you in this position. Made you feel this way. I didn't mean to hurt you this bad." 

Bree felt really confused, "What do you mean?" 

"I'm still not finished." He told her firmly. Taking another deep breath, he told her, "It is all my fault you got let go and the salon closed down." 

Bree felt more confused than she ever had felt with him. "What?" 

He smacked her on the knee. "I'm not done. If you want me to forgive you for not wanting me in a romantic sense, then shut up and let me apologize. I have a few apologies to make." 

Bree closed her mouth as he continued to use Lexi's voice and remove her makeup. "I was hoping to save this conversation until later for the end of a good weekend, but it seems like you need a pick me up so I'll give it to you now. I went to your terrible and former boss Deek a week ago and bought him out, forcing the salon out of the building I own. I am responsible for all those people losing their jobs. All the people you work with." 

Horror touched Bree's heart.  

Alex would have never done this. He cared too much. 

Then he smiled at her. "And then I hired them all back under new management."  

He pulled out his phone and showed her a drawn up picture of the salon with a new logo. 

Breana's Gothic Cosplay and Specialty Salon 

Bree's heart froze as she stared at the name.  

"Happy birthday Bree." He said as he gave her a big grin.  

New tears filled Bree's eyes as she tried to speak, not knowing what to say from the most shocking thing Alex had ever done. 

It didn't matter as he put his finger to her lips again and glared at her. "I'm not done yet." 

Bree smiled at him through her tears and nodded as he wiped the new stains away. "I hired someone to help you run the business for a year after it reopens in two months. She will try to help you learn how to manage it and work with you on the financial side. She doesn't really know anything about salons, but she has helped a lot of start up businesses. She actually works for a company I own. Anyway, The Salon needs a remodel and you get to decide everything. As your co-owner, I decided that it should all be up to you after I had to pick out the name. When you left the Salon when you were let go on Thursday, I had her contact all your former coworkers and told them about the new Salon. Many of them agreed to come back and she was even able to get a few more people that quit because of Deek. They are all happy to work under you." 

Alex smiled his painted lips and added, "Just so you know, Deek wasn't invited." 

Bree sobbed out a small laugh and tried to find the words again. 

"Still not done." He opened an app on his phone and showed her a bank account with a very large sum of money in it. "This is a joint business account to get your Salon started. It's already in your name, as well as mine, so... well everything is in our name. It'll be very hard to stop this process, and around twenty people would lose the chance for a new and better job if you don't agree to manage it while I finance it." 

Alex got very serious and stopped cleaning off her face to look into her eyes. Bree could see their sincerity as Alex spoke in Lexi's voice, "Bree, I didn't do this to make you like me more. I did it because I think you needed a new chance to do something you enjoy. To make you happy with your work again. This isn't to help me woo you or make you have to stick with me, this is me helping my best friend accomplish something amazing. I give this to you because I know how much this means to you. And because of how many people I know you will help with it. This isn't a love venture, but a business one between really good friends. I know you will be fantastic at it. My name had to be on some things so I can help out when needed as your co-owner, but this is all on you." He broke into a smile and added, "Plus I was really sick of you complaining about your boss. Now you just have to complain about your co-owner that won't stop helping you out." 

Bree laughed and hugged him. Tears spilled down her cheeks again. "Alex, I... Thank you. Thank you so much." 

"Of course Bree. After I help you pay for a few more things like the next couple months rent and groceries, it may be a bit before I can get you anything again. This cost a lot." 

She squeezed him tighter before she pulled him into a kiss. 

Bree immediately broke away. "Sorry. I was just... I don't know what I was thinking." 

"You were thinking that this cute Goth girl just gave you the best news ever?" Alex offered. 

Bree smiled. "Not as cute as she was. Her makeup is a little messed up." Her smile fell. "I'm really sorry for... for pushing you away. For not loving you or treating you like I should." 

He smiled. "I'm fine Bree. Great even. I've always been happy to just be with you. You can make it up to me by being successful in this new job." 

Bree smiled and nodded. "I'll try and make you proud." 

"I'm already proud of you. I just want you to be happy too." He bit his black and purple lip. "I had an idea of something we could do to make you have a better night." 

Bree frowned. "What is it?" 

"Why don't we go clubbing and hook up with some girls." 

Her eyes widened. "What? You want to hook up... but what about...?" 

"Bree it's okay." He told her for what felt like the millionth time. 

She stared deeply into his eyes. Despite the messed up makeup, she could read his expression better than she ever could with Lexi and that mask. 

"No. It's not okay Al-Lexi. I... you really do mean a lot to me. And I know I'm not supposed to feel any different with you giving this to me, but I do love you. Even more now with you not caring about how... how..." 

"I know Bree." 

She nodded and pressed forward. "But..." She turned away, not meeting his gaze as she said, "I may not want you romantically. But for now, I still want you... want Lexi physically." 

Turning back to him, she saw the strange and confused expression on his face.  

He swallowed and said, "You... still want to..." 

She kissed him again. Enjoying his pillowy and feminine lips without the mask between them. She pulled away and said, "I understand if you don't want to be with me like that anymore. But I really don't want to go find anyone else today. I'm happy to just be with you and whoever you want to be today. I would love to take you up on that offer some other day. Try and find some other girls while you look like one. But not now." She grabbed his arm. "I would still like our offer to stand. If we aren't with anyone, I'd still like to have sex with you. But I understand if-" 

"Of course I want to have sex with you Bree." He sighed. "You are the best sex partner I've ever had and you have taught me so much. I just don't know if it's a good idea -" 

She silenced his protest with another kiss and spoke around it, "I don't care today." 

Finally he kissed her back, pulling her head in tighter to his lips. 

Her phone buzzed and she realized how late it was. 

They broke apart as she said, "That was my notification that we need to check out of our room in half an hour. I know you won't like this, but I am leaving it entirely up to you. I can turn you back into yourself and go home to hang out as friends or we can spend one more night together here. Your choice. I really am happy with either one." 

____ 

Bree smiled up at Jaime as she sensually danced in front of her, sliding her hands up and down her sexy and enhanced body. 

It was still a little weird to think of her as Jaime, but it helped Bree to get over Lexi. 

The girl she felt like she was breaking up with. 

Alex had agreed to stay in Vegas and remain as a girl on two conditions.  

First was that he would be Jaime for the night with Bree being whoever she wanted to. 

Second, this would be the last time they had sex for a while. The last time Bree saw Lexi for a while. 

The last request had hurt Bree more than she thought it would, but she would do this for her best friend.  

The way he asked made it seem that it wasn't entirely off the table forever. Bree was hopeful, but she also knew it would be better if she found someone real.  

But none of that mattered at this moment as her hand slid up Jaime's natural and unnatural thighs in the fishnet stockings before sliding beneath the purple and black plaid skirt, slightly flashing Jaime's panties to anyone that might be watching the pair of them, before she held the taller girl's firm butt. 

Jaime looked slightly embarrassed which made Bree smile. She loved how much easier Jaime was to read than Lexi was. 

Bree whispered loud enough over the club's music to tell the girl, "I dare you to put your hands on my butt." 

Despite knowing how to dance and how to dance really well, Jaime had been very shy all day that they had been out. After they went to a new movie based on the Valkyries 800 video game where they sat in a lounge couch cuddling, they checked into their new resort, went to a decent restaurant, and then came to the club. Jaime had been nervous about being so close to being revealed and Bree knew with how exposed she was, the clothing she was wearing was turning the fake girl on. 

Jaime hesitated before finally sliding her hands down Bree's back to her butt. 

Bree smiled and slid one of her hands between them. Like she had the whole day, Bree pulled up Jaime's skirt slightly to put her hand against Jaime's panty covered mound.  

Alex's erection was bulging slightly under the prosthetic vagina just as it had been all day. But to Bree's surprise, the head was sticking out slightly from the fake opening and the panties were also slightly wet. 

Jaime sighed with a pained expression and leaned down to whisper, "I have been so turned on with you dancing against me like this. I don't think I've ever had this much pre-cum escape from me. I'm sorry." 

Bree smiled and grabbed Jaime's purple painted nailed hand off her butt to slip under her own skirt and feel how damp Bree's panties were. "Jaime, I am so turned on right now. I'm wetter than you are." 

Jaime looked really embarrassed as she pulled her hand away. 

Bree offered, "One last drink and then back to the room?" 

Taking her hand, Jaime nodded and led her back to the bar. They ordered another pair of martini's before making out. 

Every Time they sat down at the club, their lips were busy with each other. As Bree explained it, it was Man repellent so they wouldn't even bother them. 

It was a trick Bree had used when she picked up women to get them to willingly kiss her a lot before taking them to bed. 

She had wanted to take Lexi clubbing anyway today and had planned on using the wedding rings to help Lexi out with keeping guys at bay. But now Lexi's ring was put away while Bree had hers hidden in her bra as a reminder for how amazing Alex was and how much she owed him. 

She felt it every time she pressed her breasts into him. 

They broke away smirking at each other and sipped their new drinks. 

Bree was happy Alex was aroused and even more happy that she was aroused by him. She couldn't wait to sleep with him one last time. 

Or at least sleep with the hottest girl in the bar, Jaime. 

The tall girl finished her drink and asked for the check before leaning down to whisper, "We don't have to do this." 

Bree felt a little hurt as she asked, "Do you not want to?" 

Jaime sighed. "Of course I do. I'm just..." 

Bree smiled and tried to ease her date, "Well Jaime. You are definitely the sexiest woman here and I would love it if you took me up to your room and made sweet love to me. I have a dildo with your name on it and bet you have one for me." 

Jaime looked embarrassed and nodded. "If you are sure." 

Bree kissed the girl quickly and said, "I'm sure. There's just one thing we have to do first. I know you might be embarrassed to do this, but it might be a little fun." 

Jaime looked at her startled. "What is it?" 

"You'll just have to wait and see." Bree gave her a devious smirk. 

The check came back and Jaime paid with a nameless and prepaid card Lexi used frequently. 

Bree took her hand and led Jaime out of the club and to a line of waiting taxis. They got in one and Bree made out with the girl the whole way there, trying to distract the shy girl for what was to come. 

The taxi dropped them off at a distance from their resort. 

"What are we doing Bree? There's a closer drop off spot." 

"I know. But I wanted a picture in front of the castle." Bree smiled as Jaime glanced at the Camelot Casino and Resort. 

"Did you pick this place because of the show Knights of Camelot?" 

"Yep. Now come take a groupie with me." 

Jaime smiled and they posed cutely together while Bree took a couple of pictures of them together then of just Jaime.  

As Bree handed Jaime her phone so Bree could get some of herself here, Bree told her, "I want a few momentos of the hot girl I met in Vegas." 

Jaime shook her head with a smile while Bree posed like a daisy girl would. Then she took her phone back and held Jaime's hand while they walked to the castle.  

When they were inside, Bree led them to a photo booth that Bree had known was still opened this late.  

Finally Bree told Jaime, "Just for the fig of it, we're going to pose for pictures with King Arthur." 

A very embarrassed expression came across Jaime's face as she said in a harsh whisper, "What?!" 

"And I want you to pretend to kiss Arthur." 

The look of terror that came to Jaime almost made Bree laugh as she clarified, "Just on the cheek. You don't need to do anything too drastic." 

"Why?" 

"For fun. And because I will do the same thing on the other side of him. Plus, in the morning, I will do the same to you dressed as Guinevere with Alex dressed as Arthur at the same costume booth here tomorrow." 

Jaime's eyes widened as an excited expression came across her face. "Really?" 

"Yep. I'll even throw on the red wig again that I got to match her hair." 

Jaime looked stunned. "You got that for-" 

"Yep. I remember watching the show and you telling me how hot Destiny Chapman looked as Guinevere and got the wig to match her hair style perfectly." 

Bree could tell how much Jaime was blushing under the make up before she nodded. 

Smiling, Bree pulled her in for another kiss, then whispered in her ear, "If you do this, I'll let you stick your sword in me one more time as long as I can stick mine in you too." 

Jaime nodded against her and they went into the photo room. 

They both froze as they realized Bree's plan went out the window.  

King Arthur wasn't there like the schedule said he would be. But that wouldn't be a problem as the two people posing for a photo with three kids were Lancelot and Guinevere. 

Bree smiled as she had a new idea and went to talk to the lady in charge of photos. 

____ 

Jaime stood nervously as Bree left her to speak with a worker after signaling Jaime to remain put. 

Alex had never kissed a guy before and even on the cheek seemed like that was a bit much. He knew Bree would still make him do it to Lancelot.  

What was worse was that Alex really hated Lancelot in the show and the sleazy photography actor dressed as Lancelot was looking hungrily at Alex standing there in a really short skirt, top, and stockings. 

It had been a really uncomfortable day for him with all the men staring at him. Somehow it was worse than when he wore the muscular suit and Lexi's mask yesterday. He felt very exposed and the mask that hid his face and gave him confidence to be and act like a girl was safely packed up in Bree's suitcase. 

Ignoring the guy, he glanced at the girl who was dressed as Guinevere. She was extremely beautiful and fit perfectly into the velvet green dress that looked well with her red hair.  

He imagined Bree dressed like her and couldn't stop the smile that came to his fatter lips.  

Then he imagined Jessica dressed like her and that made the smile grow wider. As well as grow his arousal. 

The photobooth girl Bree was talking to went over to the actors and spoke privately with them for a moment before going back to Bree. 

Guinevere caught Alex staring at her and smiled before she winked at him and turned to the two teenage guys that wanted a picture with her. 

After something was agreed with the worker, Bree came back with a huge grin. "Since Arthur was sick today they had to come up with some backups. How do you feel about kissing Lancelot instead?" 

Alex let his disgust show. "I hate that guy. Lancelot was such a jerk in the show and he stole Guinevere. Seducing her and forcing himself on her in a moment of weakness. The guy dressed as him doesn't look like a nice guy either." 

"I know you hate him. But I have a surprise for you. I have no right to ask you to spend more money, but If you are willing to pay a generous amount of money and wait until they close at eleven, we can have an exclusive photoshoot." 

"What? Why would I want that?" 

"Not with Lancelot. With Guinevere. We can even dress up as ladies in waiting and make out with her." 

Alex's heart skipped a beat, not sure he heard right. "I'm sorry?" 

"She's married to the girl I just talked to. They love doing stuff like this if the price is right. Taylor gets off on having Gwen kiss other girls as long as it's just kissing. Her name really is Gwen by the way. Kind of a happy coincidence." 

The thought of kissing the woman that caught him staring again, giving him a knowing smirk, deeply excited Alex. He wouldn't mind doing that one bit. 

"If they're really okay with it. Then sure. As long as it's nothing more than kissing." 

Bree smiled up at him and kissed him. "Thanks Jaime. Then the plan is we do a normal photoshoot where we kiss Lancelot, pose with Guinevere, pretend to fight with swords, then head upstairs to fix ourselves up and be back here in less than an hour." 

Alex nodded his agreement as they went and paid Taylor.  

It was then their turn for the regular photoshoot. 

With Alex excited for what was to come, he really didn't mind pretending to kiss on the cheek his first real guy, especially when Jaime got to pretend to stab him with an Excalibur prop. 

____ 

Alex made out with Gwen in a frozen embrace as Gwen laid her hand on Jaime's breast just under Jaime's exposed cleavage in the purple dress Jaime wore. 

"Perfect." Their photographer Stacy told them and they immediately broke apart. 

"Fig, you two look really hot together." Bree told them. 

Taylor, who really didn't seem to mind all the kissing Jaime was doing with Taylor's wife added, "I know. I'm sort of Jealous." 

To ease the tension, Gwen went over and kissed her wife, making out more passionately than she had with Jaime who had been shy with Gwen from the moment they started holding hands for the camera. Gwen loved taking the lead and pulling Jaime closer to her until they were kissing with Gwen smirking the whole time. 

Taylor broke off her more loving kiss with Gwen. "Later babe. You have another girl to kiss. Your turn Bree." 

Jaime went to Bree as Gwen, Taylor, and Stacy talked about new poses to try. 

Leaning up, Bree pecked Jaime on the lips before saying, "I love this dress. Why haven't we tried wearing velvet before? We should have done this months ago." 

Bree was currently wearing a brown wavy wig that was well cared for, if a little worn and used. Her blue medieval dress had lots of ties on it that held it to fit her small and curvy frame. They had been told that all the ties would allow the dresses to conform to a variety of body types so any woman could wear it. 

Jaime tried not to think about how many women had worn the similar purple dress that was currently on herself or the blonde wavy wig she brushed from her face. 

Bree suddenly got a sad expression on her face. 

"What is it?" Jaime asked her quietly.  

Shaking her head, Bree smiled. "Nothing. I better go and make out with the crazy married girl. Sorry you have to hold your love for me for a few more minutes. But I bet watching me kiss someone you obviously have a crush on might be a turn on." 

Bree pulled away and went to Gwen to do her photoshoot. 

Jaime stared openly as each photo taken got more and more promiscuous, with Bree eventually allowing Gwen to lick her face. Something Jaime was grateful Gwen hadn't asked to do on her. 

To Jaime's surprise, Gwen and Bree invited her back to repeat the kiss they had done with Lancelot earlier. Both Jaime and Bree on either side of Gwen, openly kissing her on the cheeks. 

Jaime held her lips a centimeter away to be polite until Gwen grabbed her by her butt cheek to pull her close. The camera caught the whole thing to Jaime's embarrassment. 

Before Jaime could escape, Bree held her in place while the now lipstick covered Gwen went to stand with her wife. 

Bree told Jaime with a grin, "It's our turn. Now we get to have our lady-in-waiting Makeout." 

She immediately attacked Jaime's lips for the camera. 

They did more poses together than they took with Gwen, eventually getting to the point Jaime was dipping Bree and kissing her softly. 

Then they were done.  

Stacy and Taylor prepped a DriveStick while Gwen, Bree, and Jaime changed clothes.  

"You guys are a lot of fun." Gwen told them while she openly took off her dress in the women's dressing room in front of them, showing off her lithe body in the revealing lingerie she wore under the green dress. 

She had already taken off the ginger wig to show her dyed bright red hair to them while they had removed their own wigs from Bree's real hair and Jaime's wig. 

It amused Jaime that she wore a wig on a wig, disguise upon disguise. 

Bree and Jaime took off the dresses that were over their own skirts and tank tops, their fishnet stockings now tucked into the colored pumps they had worn for dinner last night. 

Bree smiled and watched Jaime straighten out her skirt while Gwen put on a wrap dress. "Thanks Gwen. I didn't think we would have a chance to do a lesbian photoshoot. I'm starting to like those." 

Gwen raised an eyebrow while she pulled her hair from the ties that held it under the wig. "You've done this sort of thing before?" 

Jaime felt her heart beat faster as Bree gave her an encouraging smile. "A couple times. But nothing too crazy. This girl's too shy." 

Bree gave Jaime a gentle kiss before she led them out of the dressing room.  

Gwen followed while putting her hair in a ponytail. "Taylor and Ibwould love to have you come over for an after party." 

Jaime's heart beat faster in nervousness, not really wanting to go with people a little more open than she was used to. She met Bree's eyes as Bree smiled kindly at Jaime.  

"No thanks. Jaime and I have a plane to catch tomorrow and could use a good night's rest." 

Jaime smiled back and nodded while Gwen said, "Too bad. We were probably going to have sex and I would love to take this cutie."  

She playfully slapped Jaime on the butt, making Jaime jump and blush. 

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After Jaime and Bree finally got back to their room with the DriveStick, Jaime finally asked the question, bothering her since Gwen had made the offer. 

"Why didn't you want to go with them?" 

"Did you want to?" Bree asked back. 

Jaime shrugged. "I don't know. Probably not, but I would have if you wanted to." 

Bree shook her head. "I thought we had planned to have one more night." 

Jaime couldn't help but see the same sadness in Bree that she had been feeling herself. "Bree, are you upset that I made this our last night?" 

Bree sighed and sat, her skirt pulling up scandalously without care as she lay back on the bed. 

"Yes. We have had so much fun the past year. I know I shouldn't keep asking you for more if I don't want to make it last, but I really like having sex with you. Why is it so hard to get out or understand how I feel?" 

Jaime sat next to her and also lay down, staring up at the ceiling. "I don't know." 

Bree leaned up on one arm to look down at Jaime. "Do you want this to end?" 

Jaime let her sorrowful expression tell Bree what she felt. 

Bree sighed. "I don't get it." She lay back down and took Jaime's hand, intertwining their fingers before she elaborated. "I really love you Alex. A lot. But... I just don't see you in my future. Not romantically anyway. I don't know why I can't see you there as anything but a friend." 

Alex sighed too and said in his normal voice, "To be honest Bree, I don't see you like that either." 

She turned to look at him with her head still on the bed. "Really?" 

He turned to meet her eyes. "Really. I stopped picturing it a year ago. Back when you just wanted to be friends with benefits. I couldn't even see myself as Lexi with you." 

She stared at him for a long minute. "Would you even consider being Lexi forever?" 

He sighed again and sat up. "I don't think I could. I still like being me." 

She leaned up too and took the hand in hers to set it on her lap over her stockings. "Good. I don't think you should be Lexi forever." 

He turned to her. "Why?" 

"Because I know how much being Alex means to you. How much being a good father to a kid one day is important to you. I'm not sure that's something I want. And I don't want to steal that away from you. I don't want to have kids. I mean, I don't want to give birth to them. I may want kids one day, but with the right woman. If she wants to get pregnant, that's fine. I will raise the kids like I was the one to do it, but I don't think I can handle being pregnant." 

She was crying gently now and Alex pulled her close. "I understand Bree. I'm sorry we want different things." 

Bree broke away to look at him with a small smile. "No we don't. We want the exact same thing. A wife that might be willing to bear a child. It's just something we can't provide for each other." 

He gave her a sad smile and nodded. "You are totally right." 

"If we agree we can't work out, then why can't we continue to have fun in the meantime?" She asked him seriously. "We both know we aren't right for eachother, yet we both still like having sex with each other. What's wrong with having sex until we find the right person? We know it's meaningless and we know we both enjoy it." 

"Is it meaningless?"  

Bree's face filled with concern. "What do you mean?" 

Alex sighed and stood up in the heels he was wearing. "To be honest, it means a lot to me." 

She stood up too and took his hands, looking up at him. "It does?" 

"Yes Bree. I love doing it with you. You are so good at it and have taught me so much about women. I don't want to give that up." 

"Then why-" 

"Because the more we do it, the harder I think it will be to let you go." 

Her hands fell away, hurting him deeply. 

She sighed in frustration. "I know. This is why I keep trying to push you away." 

"But I don't want that." 

"I don't want that either. Maybe you are right. Maybe we should stop pretending." 

They both looked at the ground, deep in thought. 

"So what now?" Alex asked. 

Bree sighed. "Why don't we just go to bed." 

"Do you still want me here?" Alex asked. 

Then he changed his voice to Lexi's, "Or me?" 

"Of course. I don't want you to leave." Bree hugged him tightly. "You and Lexi are my friends." 

He hugged her tightly back and they stayed like that for a few moments. 

Lexi finally corrected, "Best Friend."  

Bree chuckled and broke away enough to look up at her. "Both of you are my best friends. We can share a bed one more time. But you decide who to be tonight. Alex or Lexi." 

Lexi smiled. "Well I think wearing a nightie would be better with boobs right? Someone didn't pack Alex's Pajamas." 

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The Next Morning 

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Alex stared at Bree who was still asleep.  

They had fallen asleep separated, backs to each other, but Bree had come over to his side in the night and held him after he had rolled over. 

His legs had one of hers between them and Bree's arm was underneath his pillow with her other hand holding his. 

He had no idea if she had done this subconsciously in the night or she had done it on purpose. 

Alex didn't care right now as he stared down at the girl that would never be his. 

He found that he was okay with that. He would still make the effort to be her friend, no matter how she felt about him.  

He really hoped she wouldn't push him away again. 

Her leg shifted between his and he was startled to realize that his dick was erect as she pressed into it. 

He had taken the vaginal prosthetic off to be more comfortable in the night, but his erection got the better of him. 

Again. 

Her leg slid over it and her eyes shot open, meeting him immediately. 

"I'm sorry." He whispered in his Lexi voice. 

Bree started breathing heavier, but didn't move. 

He lifted his leg and tried to pull away, but she stopped him. 

"What are you doing?" He asked, a little scared and excited. 

She searched his eyes and found something with a smirk. "Jaime. Did you wear your strap on to bed for me?" 

Alex's heart beat faster as he whispered in Lexi's voice, "Are you sure?" 

Bree rolled over and grabbed something from her purse on the nightstand. Rolling back, she held up a condom between them. "I would love to keep having meaningless sex with you. Can you try to keep it meaningless as long as we take it slow?" 

Alex had thought long and hard about that last night and this morning after he had woken up. If he was honest with himself, he wasn't sure he could give it up. 

'But that was a problem for future Alex. Right now, I have a beautiful girl wanting to have sex with me while I'm wearing a nightie with breasts and hips that turns me on.' 

Then he remembered the other thing he had considered last night. The thing she would need to help him with one day. 

"On two conditions." Jaime finally said. 

Bree's hand dipped down. "What?" 

"We really do take it slow. This can't happen often. But one day, I will need you to have sex with Lexi to try something if you aren't in a relationship. I'm sorry I can't elaborate further, but it will be important and I will tell you more when I can." 

Bree considered it and nodded. "Okay. What's the second thing Jaime?" 

Jaime smiled. "If I peg you with my sword right now, you have to peg me with yours afterwards." 

Bree smiled back and threw herself on top of Jaime, kissing her firmly with their nightie covered breasts pressing into each other. 

Sliding down, Bree slid the condom on Jaime's erection before climbing back up to him and kissing her on the lips again.  

She pulled away to say, "Thanks for letting me keep the make up on you Le-" 

"Jaime." Jaime interrupted. "I'm Jaime right now." 

Smiling, Bree nodded. "Okay Jaime. You look so hot." 

"You do too. I hope you had a good birthday weekend." 

Bree shrugged. "It's not over yet." Before she smiled and attacked Jaime's lips, sliding Jaime's erection into her with a gasp. 

Alex had also decided on something else this morning.  

The name 'Lexi' was now reserved for the girl he would become one day. 

Lexi was the name his sister had come up with for him a long time ago, the first time he had dressed up as a girl. The name meant a lot to him and he wanted to use it when he finally had the A.N.N.E.S.  Suit.  

Jaime would just be who he was when he dressed as a girl with everything else for now. 

Lexi would be the one that would one day reveal herself to the world as Kig Sultana. 

Jaime was Alex when he crossdressed. 

He just hoped he could find a girl that would let him be Lexi and Jaime, as well as Alex. 

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"Dear Reader, 



Thanks for reading my story, I hope you enjoyed it. 



If you would like more, please Star it or Comment below. If you have anything you wish was different or want to see more of, let me know that too. 



The next part of this story will be a short Interlude with no sexual content.



It will be called: Alex Gets Hit by a Car 

… I know, right?



It won't affect the plot of the grand scheme of things too much, but I still think it'll be important.



After that is when I plan on posting the New story about James and Delilah.



Until next time,

Xarek"