Game Show Swap

Sarah still hadn't arrived so I sat down at the makeup vanity to see if I could make heads or tails of it all. Oh deodorant! I should probably put that on. I was still pretty confused with the creams and powders so I left them alone for now. They included foundations, primers, concealers and bronzers. I knew the blush went on your cheeks and the eye shadows go on your eyelids but I was too worried I may look like a clown if I tried them. The colored pencil looking things were eye liners but there was no way in hell I was jabbing one of them in my eyes. Maybe if I had access to my phone I could watch some makeup tutorials, but I hadn't seen it or any of my other belongings since I changed into the hospital gown a few hours ago..errr, or a few days ago I guess. The mascara and lipstick seemed easy enough so I gave them a try. The mascara really lengthened my eye lashes, but I put on way too much lipstick so I had to wipe it off and had better success the second time. My face was pretty enough to not require any makeup, but just those two items alone did make a difference. My eyes had a sexier look and my lips looked even more full. I finally heard a knock at my door as I sprayed a little mist of perfume on my wrist.

"Miss Carly? This is Sarah, may I come in?"

"Yes you may. I'm ready."

Sarah walked in before I could stumble my way to the door in my high heels.

"Well Hello Miss Carly, it's nice to officially meet you. You are so beautiful and you even used some of the makeup, very impressive."

Looking down to hide my blushing cheeks I replied. "Thanks, so what do we do now?"

"Well, follow me. We are going to get lunch then go over a few tips to be more lady like."

I followed Sarah out of my door and was met by two other girls around my age. Both were very stunning. One of them was tall and slender with long frizzy red hair. She wore a black skirt that was a little longer than my dress but fit tight against her hips and ass. Her green top stopped above her belly button showing off her tanned flat stomach. It was also low cut in the front with a great view of her ample cleavage. Her boobs appeared to be about the same size as mine. She was also wearing heels like mine but hers were black. With a big smile that flashes her dimples, she held out her hand.

"Hi, my name is Ella, it's nice to meet you."

Lightly shaking her hand, I replied.

"Hello Ella, I'm Carly, it's nice to meet you as well."

I looked to the other girl and held my hand out to shake but she had a scowl on her face. She wrapped her hand around mine like a man would do and squeezed as hard as she could. The she said

"Whatever CARLY. I'm Brad."

"Your name is Miss Bridget and you need to start introducing yourself as such. The competition doesn't start until tomorrow so today you all need to be friends." Sarah snapped.

"Yeah, OKAY." Came Bridget's response.

My initial thoughts of her being stunning were fading away quickly. A person's attitude goes a long way. She still had a pretty face with brown hair that fell just above her shoulders. Her dress was similar to mine except it was baby blue with silver rhinestone patterns but I wondered why she was wearing tennis shoes instead of heels like Ella and me.

We followed Sarah down the hallway until she stoped at a door and knocked.

"Miss Harriet, this is Sarah, may I come in?"

We heard a muffled response and Sarah walked in and closed the door. I tried to make small talk with the other two girls. Bridget just rolled her eyes but Ella was very friendly.

"So you actually put on some makeup Carly?"

"Yeah, I guess I was just getting bored waiting on Sarah. It's only lipstick and mascara."

"It also smells like you're wearing perfume too."

"Yeah, just a little squirt, like I said, I was bored."

"Well I was too busy exploring myself to have time to be bored."

"Oh my god me too!! I'm still not too sure about this whole being a woman thing, but those orgasms are something else!"

"I know right? They feel so gooooood. The little toys in my night stand are amazing"

Then Bridget piped up. "You two have to be the dumbest bitches I've ever met. You do know this isn't a beauty pageant, it isn't a drag show or some kind of solo web porn. It's a competition with a million bucks on the line. You can act all girly if you want to, but I'm here to win!"

"Hey, I think we are all here to win, it doesn't mean we can't have a little fun too."

I shot back.

Then Ella came back with. "Yeah Bitch'it, I mean Bridget."

"Oooohh, wow, what a come back. You think this is fun? I hope you two losers like having these because one of you are going to be stuck with them for a year." As Bridget cupped her boobs dramatically.

Before either of us could respond, the door opened back up and Sarah walked out with the fourth female contestant. She was just as gorgeous as I expected. Her platinum blonde hair was in a high ponytail. Her face may have been prettier than all of ours but her breasts weren't quite as big. She still had a C cup at least so it's not like they were small, just not quite the size of mine or Ella's and definitely not as big as Bridget's. If mine were double D's then Bridget's had to be triple D's or bigger. Speaking of breasts, Harriet obviously decided against wearing a bra because her nipples were poking through the fabric of her yellow spaghetti string top. I coukd even see the darker circles of her areolas against the light colored top. Her blue skirt fit as tight as Ella's but it was shorter. She was also wearing blue high heels.

"Okay girls, meet Miss Harriet. Miss Harriet meet Miss Ella, Miss Bridget, and Miss Carly."

Ella and I shook her hand and said hello while Bitch'it Bridget just rolled her eyes. While we followed Sarah to the dining room I sized up my competition. I was definitely the smallest of the four which was worrisome and a little intimidating. Ella was as thin as me but at least she was the tallest. Harriet and Bitch'it Bridget were about the same size. Both were three to four inches taller than me, but they also had a little more meat on their bones. They weren't fat or chubby by any means. I guess thick may be a good way to describe them. They definitely look stronger than my petit self.

Sarah handed each of us a name tag and warned that we MUST wear them at all times or it will cost our team a point.

"This is your one and only warning. The only place that you can leave them off is in your rooms."

Then she lead us into a small cafeteria. There were five men seated at a table eating when we walked in, Vince was one of the men but I didn't recognize the other four. They were all dressed nicely. The only other person there was a woman behind a glass counter with trays of food in front of her. We lined up with plates in hand and told the server which foods we would like. We were given small portions, but Sarah assured us that our smaller bellies couldn't handle the same amount as before. Somehow we all managed to make it to our table with our plates and drinks intact without falling in our heels.

"Oh my god it feels good to sit down, these heels are killing my calves and feet." Harriet said.

Then Sarah replied. "Now you know how women feel, but we wear them all day. You'll get used to them."

"But why are we supposed to even be wearing them in the first place? You girls can have them, I'll stick with these tennis shoes."

"You go right ahead Miss Bridget, but some of the events will require high heels. Failure to dress appropriately in certain competitions will automatically forfeit the event earning zero points."

Then Ella spoke up. "Sarah, are the guys over there the other contestants?"

"Yes Miss Ella, they are. You will get to meet with them later today and one of them will become your teammate tomorrow."

The whole time eating I kept taking glances at the men. They were all attractive, I couldn't help but wonder if the show runners knew all of the contestants would have been attractive as the opposite sex, or was there something about the procedure itself that made us all good looking. When one of them made eye contact with me, I would blush and look away. Why was I so nervous? These men have been women their whole lives until this morning. I wondered how they were processing the change. My pussy worked like it should so I guessed their dicks worked too. Do they like being able to piss while standing? Have any of them dealt with a hard on yet? As I was pondering what's going on in their heads, I heard Sarah speak up.

"Okay ladies, it's time for girl school. Lesson one is how to sit. All four of you have been showing off your panties to the men. Legs crossed or knees together from now on. Now if you will, please follow me."

As we walked away from our table, Ella winked at me and whispered in my ear.

"They didn't get a look at my panties... seeing as I'm not wearing any."

Chapter 5

We followed Sarah down the hall. She stopped to open a door then waved the four of us in.

"This is the contestants lounge. You may entertain yourselves here as much as you like or you can stay in your rooms unless your attendance is required elsewhere."

The contestants lounge was nice and open. There were two vending machines that were free, two televisions, several chairs and couches. There were also shelving units full of board games, puzzles, books, DVD's and several other options to consume our time. We followed Sarah back out into the hall until we reached a door with a sign that read 'Womens Hair and Makeup'. The room was spacious with four chairs that sat in front of lighted mirrors. Beside each chair stood a smiling woman. The chairs had big stars on the back with each of our names printed on them.

"Okay ladies, take a seat in the chair with your name on it. These women are your hair and makeup artists. Today they will teach you the ins and outs of applying your faces as well as how to style your hair. You will be required to do your own hair and makeup in your own room, but these women will assist you before you take the stage."

As I got to my chair, my makeup artist said.

"Hello Miss Carly, my name is Savannah, It's my job to help you look your best, are you ready to begin?"

"Yes ma'am, nice to meet you Savannah. So where do we start?"

Savannah started explaining everything there is to know about makeup. She showed me what everything is for and how to apply it. She showed me different techniques and how to blend. She used more natural colors on the left side of my face and brighter colors on the right side. My reflection looked really wierd with the two sides of my face looking so different until she blocked each half off with a piece of paper, then it was easier to see the difference. She made me clean it all off my face then started again, this time with me doing a majority of the work. I had a hard time at first with using way too much but I slowly got the hang of it. We were still doing the two face look like before. It was a little sloppy but Savannah said I did a good job for my first time. She made me wash it all off yet again to restart the whole process. She gave me a few tips but this time I did all of the work on my own. Seeing my face transform right in front of my eyes was fascinating, I could still see my new feminine face, but there was really no hint of Carl left to see. When Savannah praised me for a job well done I couldn't help but smile. I was even more beautiful than before.

"Now it's time for hair."

Much like with the makeup, Savannah showed me how to style my hair using different techniques with the curling iron. Then she used some kind of flat iron to straighten it back up and allowed me to try. She also told me how to care for my hair and how to properly shampoo and condition it. I knew I should have found this whole process boring, but Savannah was so nice and funny, I actually enjoyed it. I was even a little anxious to practice my new skills in the privacy of my own room.

All four of us were stunning by the time we were finished, even Bitch'it Bridget. I could only imagine how pretty she would be if she would just smiled from time to time. Ella's hair was no longer frizzy, her dark red hair cascaded down like ribbons along her shoulders. Harriet's straight platinum blond hair framed her pretty face nicely as it rounded under her chin.

The next room we went into had all four walls lined with floor to ceiling mirrors. Sarah called this the "practice room", then she lined us up and showed us how to walk like a lady. I could feel my hips and ass swaying before, but now that she showed us how to properly walk in heels I could really feel a difference. I even became more comfortable in them. Seeing the reflection of myself and my three companions walking towards mirrors was starting to turn me on a little. At least I didn't have to hide an erection. When Sarah felt we all had the hang of walking, she started talking about how women communicate.

"Men tend to keep their hands in their pockets, their arms folded across their chests, or sometimes they simply leave their hands loosely by their sides while having a conversation. Women however use hand gestures and arm movements quite a bit while speaking. I want each of you to look in the mirror and respond to my questions."

Sarah then asked a series of simple questions like. "Hello, I'm Sarah, what's your name?" "What kind of work do you do for a living" "I love your outfit, where did you buy it?" I tried to respond by acting naturally but let's face it, natural to me was keeping my hands in my pockets. That's when I realized my dress didn't even have pockets, not that I had anything to carry anyway. We continued studying ourselves in the mirror while Sarah asked questions. Ella was doing great, Harriet looked very convincing as well. I felt like I was getting it down myself but Bitch'it Bridget wasn't even trying, she just stood there with her arms crossed. She had to know how much that pushed her breasts up but her mad scowl showed no other emotion but anger.

"Miss Bridget, will you please follow me? The rest of you may converse with each other while we are away."

Ella, Harriet and myself circled up.

"Oooohh, someone's in trouble." Ella joked

"I know right, we are all in the same boat. I don't know why she has to be such a sour puss." I said

Then Harriet replied. "It's probably a defense mechanism. She's scared that if she shows any kind of happiness or joy while female, it would make her less of a man."

I responded "Yeah I guess so. Kind of like the question every guy has been asked at some point. "Would you suck a dick for a million bucks?" Of course every straight man says no, but you wonder how many would actually do it if the opportunity really presented itself. We all became women just for a chance at a million."

Ella said "Well I would suck a dick for a million bucks. Especially in this body."

I couldn't help but laugh and bump my hip against hers while calling her a dirty girl. Harriet just blushed and looked away. When our giggles died down we overheard Sarah giving Bitch'it Bridget a stern warning on their way back to us.

"......and don't think I won't take another point from you if you continue to ignore my directions. Your attitude has landed you in last place and the competition hasn't even started yet."

Bitch'it Bridget looked like she was going to burst into flames as they walked back to us.

"Okay ladies, now we are going to get your ears pierced and let you pick out a few pieces of jewelry. After that we will go back to the cafeteria for dinner."

My ear lobes were numb when we returned to the cafeteria but at least I had a new pair of diamond earrings with matching necklace and bracelet. I'd gotten better in my heels as I wasn't really worried about dropping my plate on the way to our table. When we sat down, Sarah reminded us to keep our legs closed, then she said.

"So you girls have learned a lot about being a woman today. Tomorrow morning you will all meet in the Women's Hair and Makeup room at 8:00a.m. After your stylist checks you over you will be escorted to the Main Stage for teams to be chosen followed by round 1. Be sure to eat something from your room or from the contestants lounge as the cafeteria will only be serving lunch and dinner throughout the competition. You may wear any clothing you wish. Do any of you have any questions?"

Bitch'it Bridget actually raised her hand first.

"You said the competitions require different types of clothing, how will we know what to wear?"

"You will receive a schedule tomorrow after the first round. The schedule will tell you when and where to be along with the dress code for each event."

"What are the competitions going to be like?" I asked.

"Unfortunately I'm not allowed to give you any information about the games or events. You'll just have to wait until the time comes."

Then Harriet spoke up with a blush. "Will we have to deal with periods during the competition?"

Before Sarah could give an answer Ella joked. "Haa! Of course we will, Bitch'it Bridget is already going through hers!"

We couldn't hold in our laughter, even Sarah covered her mouth to hide her smile, then she said.

"Well first of all, Miss Bridget and I have come to an understanding, also if I hear any of you call your new friend Bitch'it Bridget again I will be forced to deduct a point from your team score, do you all understand? To answer your question Miss Harriet, no, none of you will experience a menstrual cycle during the competition. There is also no need to worry about an unwanted pregnancy during the competition. You are all biological females now, but a pregnancy can't occur until after you've had your first period. Dr. Janet has informed me that it will take four to six weeks for that to happen. Three of you will be back in your male bodies by then but it's something to be aware of if you are the loser. You wouldn't be able to transition back while pregnant or nursing."

"Wait, are you guys expecting us to have SEX!, With MEN!" Bridget complained.

"Oh no no no, Miss Bridget. None of the contestants will be required to have a sexual relationship with anyone, not even yourself if you don't want to. But it is encouraged. Think about it, you have an opportunity that very few people will ever get to experience. Even if you choose not to have sex you should at least learn what brings a woman pleasure. It could potentially help your sex life in the future."

We all blushed and giggled. Sex with a man, could I really do that, would I really do that, do I want to do that? I guess the experience would give me a better understanding of pleasing my future lovers but I'm not gay. I'm not attracted to men, but I am a woman right now so I guess it wouldn't be considered gay if I had sex in this body. This is something I need to think more on in my room alone.

After a few more questions and answers the men walked into the cafeteria lead by Vince. They lined up to get their plates then walked to our table and sat down. Vince introduced the men, calling them all Mister. Similar to how Sarah has called us Miss. Mr. Brent, Mr. Damon, Mr. Robert and Mr. Mark were presented to us so we all shook hands. We sat in an awkward silence for a while while the men ate. The whole time we pretty much just checked each other out. Not in a lustful way, more in a curious way. It was hard to imagine that these men were actually women. All four of them were bigger, stronger, and better looking than I was as a man. I didn't meet any of the contestants before our transformation so I have no clue what they looked like before.

We were still seated at our table when several more people walked into the cafeteria. They all wore black. Black shoes, black pants, black shirts and even a few wore black hats. The black shirts looked just like the black shirt I wore during my interview with the ULTIMATE BATTLE OF THE SEXES logo printed on the front. Then I saw him, Darren, walking and talking with the other crew members. My heart stopped, I almost forgot he would be here. Oh my god how is he going to react when he sees me as a girl? Does he know the extent of our transformations? Just as he turned to look at us, undoubtedly trying to spot me, I turned away. I couldn't face him at that moment. I'd only been a woman for a day, I needed more time to process my emotions. Then Vince spoke up.