High-tech in Griffin Stagehouse

I took a deep breath, ready to put my seductive skills to the test. "Thank you," I purred, my eyes locked onto his. "You have such strong, skillful hands. I can't help but, like, totally wonder how it would feel to be in the place of that water pipe, you know? To have those hands, like, all over me." I could feel my body heat rising, my attraction to the plumber becoming more and more irresistible.

The plumber stepped closer, his eyes dark with desire. "You have no idea how much I'd love to show you," he whispered, his arms wrapping around me as our lips met in a passionate kiss. I felt a shiver of excitement race down my spine, my body responding eagerly to his touch.

Just as our passion reached its peak, the door burst open, and the actor playing my father strode into the room. The plumber quickly stepped back, muttering apologies as he scrambled to gather his tools.

As the scene came to an end, I tried to catch my breath, my heart pounding in my chest. I could see Jane, the director, watching me intently, a smile on her face. She approached me, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Jasmine, that was absolutely amazing," she whispered softly in my ear. "I can't wait to see you tonight at the bar."

Her words sent a thrill down my spine, and I couldn't help but wonder what the night would bring. With each new experience, I was diving deeper into my role and discovering new aspects of my sensuality. I was more than ready for whatever adventure lay ahead.

***

As I walked through the door, still buzzing from the exciting rehearsal, I couldn't wait to share the news with Anna. "Hey Anna, guess what? Rehearsal went, like, super well today!" I gushed, my excitement palpable.

Anna looked up from her book, a smile spreading across her face. "That's great, David! Tell me all about it."

"Well, you're not going to believe this, but my on-stage partner is the famous Damian Hartwell!" I exclaimed, my eyes wide with excitement. "He's, like, so amazing, and I can't believe I get to work with him."

"Oh, wow!" Anna responded, her eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. "I'd love to meet him in person someday. He's such a talented actor."

I nodded in agreement, feeling a swell of pride at the opportunity to work with someone as renowned as Damian. "Yeah, it's, like, a dream come true," I replied. "Oh, and I also have some more news. I have an appointment at a bar with Jane Anderson tonight!"

Anna's smile widened, and she gave me an encouraging nod. "That's fantastic, David. Just remember to act according to the circumstances, okay? If you feel like being intimate with Jane, I'm totally fine with it. In fact, I'd be proud if you could catch such a big fish in your female nets as the famous director Anderson."

Her words of encouragement filled me with determination and excitement. "Thanks, Anna. I'll, like, definitely keep that in mind. I'm not sure what will happen, but I'm just going to, like, go with the flow and see where the night takes us."

Anna patted my arm gently, her eyes filled with warmth and support. "That's the spirit, David. Just enjoy being Jasmine and embrace the experience. I'm sure everything will work out just fine."

***

Sitting at the bar with Jane, I couldn't help but admire her poise and grace. The soft lighting and intimate ambiance of the bar set the perfect mood for our rendezvous. Leaning in, I let my seductive voice weave its magic as I complimented her. "Jane, you're, like, such an amazing director, and you look, like, totally stunning tonight."

Jane blushed at my compliments, her eyes sparkling with delight. "Thank you, Jasmine. You're looking incredibly gorgeous yourself."

We sipped our cocktails, the alcohol gradually working its way into our systems, loosening our inhibitions. As the evening progressed, the music in the bar shifted to a slow, sensual beat, and Jane took the opportunity to invite me to dance. "Jasmine, would you like to dance with me?"

I smiled and took her hand, allowing her to lead me to the dance floor. As we danced, our bodies swaying to the rhythm, I felt a powerful connection growing between us. Jane's eyes locked onto mine, her gaze intense and filled with desire. Unable to resist the magnetic pull between us, she leaned in and kissed me.

The moment our lips met, a wave of excitement and passion washed over me, making me feel more alive than ever before. As the kiss deepened, I felt myself melting into her embrace, my heart racing with anticipation.

As the song came to an end, Jane leaned in and whispered seductively into my ear, "Jasmine, how about we continue this somewhere more... private? My place is nearby, and I have a feeling we're in for a wild night."

Her words sent shivers down my spine, and I couldn't help but feel exhilarated at the thought of exploring our connection further. "Jane, I'm, like, so ready for that. Let's make tonight a night to remember."

Hand in hand, we left the bar.

***

As Jane led me into her apartment, I couldn't help but be awestruck by the sophistication of the interiors. It was clear that a skilled and expensive designer had worked their magic in creating this beautiful space.

Jane poured us each a glass of very expensive wine, and we clinked our glasses together in a toast. The rich flavor danced on my tongue as I took a sip, and I could feel a warmth spreading throughout my body.

I couldn't deny the powerful attraction between us, and it seemed Jane felt the same way. As our eyes locked, our desire for each other became too strong to resist.

Before I knew it, we were quickly undressing each other, our fingers fumbling with buttons and zippers in our haste to explore each other's bodies. As we slipped out of our clothes, I marveled at how beautiful Jane looked, her skin glowing in the soft light of the room.

We moved to the bed, our bodies entwined, and our mouths joined in a passionate kiss. My hands greedily caressed Jane's body, as her own fingers traced patterns on my skin. Each touch sent shivers down my spine, filling me with an overwhelming sense of passion and desire.

***

As Jane left me lying on my back on the bed, I couldn't help but feel a thrill of anticipation, wondering what she had in store for us. When she returned, I saw that she was holding a double-ended strap-on designed in such a way as to give pleasure to both women. Intrigued and excited, I eagerly spread my legs, allowing Jane to position herself with the toy.

First, Jane gently inserted the shorter end of the strap-on into her own vagina, securing it in place with a harness around her waist, hips, and inner thighs. Then, with a gentle touch, she carefully inserted the long, thick, and elastic end of the strap-on into my vagina. As she did, I felt a rush of pleasure and anticipation wash over me. The sensation of being penetrated and completely filled by this amazing toy was unlike anything I had ever experienced before.

Every movement Jane made seemed to send shockwaves of delight through my body, making me crave more of this incredible feeling. My mind was swimming in a sea of pleasure, and I found myself completely lost in the sensation of being so intimately connected with Jane. As the strap-on continued to fill me, stretching me in the most delicious way, I reveled in the new and exhilarating sensations that came with being Jasmine.

The powerful, simultaneous orgasm we shared left me breathless, my body tingling with satisfaction and wonder.

Exhausted and satisfied, I lay in bed, hugging a happily smiling Jane. As I held her close, I marveled at the incredible journey I had taken from David to Jasmine. It was hard to believe that not so long ago, I was a man used to take, and now, as a woman, I was discovering the joy of being taken.

***

When I got home that morning, I couldn't wait to tell Anna all about my night with Jane. "Anna, you wouldn't believe it. Jane and I had, like, such an amazing time together. She had this, like, incredible strap-on, and it was, like, so intense and wonderful."

Anna smiled, clearly pleased that I had enjoyed myself. "Well, David, if you liked the strap-on so much, maybe we should get one for ourselves?"

At her suggestion, I couldn't help but feel a little excited, but then Anna added, "You know, though, you haven't even tried sex with a man yet. Trust me, it's way better than a strap-on."

Her words made me think of my best friend, Matthew. I felt guilty that I hadn't seen him since my transformation. "Anna, I just realized, I haven't even, like, met Matthew since I became Jasmine. I feel so bad."

As I thought about Matthew, a wild idea popped into my head. "Anna, what if we, like, had a threesome with Matthew? He's my best friend, and I think it would be, like, totally unfair to him if I ignored him sexually."

Anna's face turned serious, and she shook her head. "David, I don't really care for Matthew. I think you should deal with your friendship with him yourself."

I nodded, understanding that Anna didn't share my enthusiasm for the idea. I knew I needed to find a way to reconnect with Matthew and maintain our friendship, but I would have to figure that out on my own.

***

As I approached Matthew in the theater bar, I could see the amazement in his eyes. It was almost as if he couldn't believe that the woman standing in front of him was actually his old friend David. I smiled, feeling a mix of excitement and nerves as I prepared to reconnect with him.

"Matthew, like, it's me, Jasmine -- or, well, I used to be David," I giggled, watching his reaction closely.

"Wow, David, you look... incredible," he stammered, his gaze traveling up and down my body. "I mean, I had heard about your transformation, but seeing it in person is something else. What's it like to be a woman? How is sex different in a woman's body?"

Taking a deep breath, I considered my answer with a bubbly enthusiasm. "Oh my gosh, like, being a woman is a totally new world of, like, sensations and stuff! It's kind of hard to explain, but I feel, like, super in touch with my emotions and my body more than when I was a guy. And my E-cup boobs? They're, like, sooo amazing! I just love how they look and feel, and trust me, you won't regret seeing and feeling them in your hands. And, like, sex? It's sooo different. There's this amazing feeling of, you know, vulnerability and connection when you're, like, penetrated. It's like every touch and caress is just, like, way more intense and intimate."

Matthew nodded, his eyes wide with curiosity. "That sounds incredible, David... Jasmine. I'm happy for you -- it seems like you're really embracing your new life."

I smiled, feeling a warm glow of happiness at his acceptance. "Thanks, Matthew! And like, guess what? I'm now working with some super cool people in the theater business, like Damian Hartwell and Jane Anderson."

His eyes widened in surprise. "That's amazing, Jasmine. You've come so far in such a short amount of time. I'm really proud of you."

As we continued to talk, I couldn't help but feel a growing attraction towards Matthew. He had always been handsome, but seeing him now, as Jasmine, I was struck by just how appealing he was. I felt a flush of warmth between my legs, my body reacting to the thought of kissing him.

Matthew, however, seemed to sense my attraction and shifted uncomfortably in his seat, perhaps remembering that I was once his male friend. I knew I needed to tread carefully if I wanted to explore this connection with him.

As we sipped our cocktails, the alcohol began to loosen us up, and I could see Matthew starting to relax. Sensing an opportunity, I leaned in closer, my voice dropping to a seductive purr. "You know, Matthew, we could always go back to your place and just, like, talk and hang out. I'd love to spend some more time with you, and who knows what might happen?"

I watched as a blush crept up Matthew's cheeks, and I could tell that he was feeling aroused by the prospect. "Um, yeah, Jasmine, that sounds nice. I'd love to spend more time with you too."

As we left the bar and made our way to Matthew's apartment, my mind raced with the possibilities that lay ahead. I was nervous, excited, and filled with desire for my old friend, and I couldn't wait to see where the night would take us.

Inside Matthew's apartment, we sat down on the couch, and I scooted closer to him, our thighs brushing against each other. The electricity between us was palpable, and I could tell that Matthew was struggling with his attraction to me.

I said in a bubbly, flirtatious tone, my hand gently touching his arm. "Like, I just want you to know that I'm still, like, the same person on the inside, even if my bod is totally different now. And, um, if you're, like, willing to give it a shot, I think we could have, like, a super special connection or something."

As I looked into his eyes, I could see him weighing his options. Finally, he nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. "Alright, Jasmine. Let's see where this goes."

My heart soared at his words, and I knew that whatever happened between us that night, it would be a memory that we would both cherish forever.

***

As I sat next to Matthew on the couch, I couldn't help but feel the excitement build up inside me. I wanted to find a way to get closer to him without making things awkward. An idea suddenly came to me, and I felt a shiver of anticipation run through me.

"Hey, Matthew," I said, trying to sound casual. "Remember that improv scene I told you about in the play? The one where I play the daughter of a wealthy man?"

Matthew's eyes lit up as he nodded, "Yeah, I remember you mentioning it. Sounds like a really fun scene."

I bit my lip, taking a deep breath before continuing. "What if we, like, acted out that scene right now, here in your apartment? You could play the driver who comes to report that the car is ready to go."

Matthew's eyes widened, and I could see the excitement grow in his expression. "That sounds like a lot of fun, Jasmine! Let's do it!"

He got up and walked out of the room, only to re-enter moments later, fully in character. "Miss Jasmine," he began in a formal tone, "I'm pleased to inform you that the car has passed its technical inspection. I've changed the winter tires to summer ones, and we're all set to go."

I couldn't help but giggle at his serious demeanor. I looked at him seductively and said, "Oh, how wonderful! You know, I'd be so happy if you could do a little 'technical inspection' of me as well," I said, batting my eyelashes. "I'm wearing winter clothes, and I would be so grateful if you could help me change into something more suitable for summer."

Matthew's eyes flickered with surprise, but he played along, his voice husky as he replied, "And what would you like me to help you with, Miss Jasmine?"

I moved closer, my voice barely a whisper as I said, "Well, under my dress, I'm only wearing panties. I wear them in winter, but not in summer. Would you mind helping me with that?"

The air between us crackled with electricity as Matthew closed the distance between us, his hands finding my waist. I could see the desire in his eyes as he pulled me closer, and I felt a shiver of anticipation run down my spine.

As our lips met in a heated kiss, all thoughts of the improv scene vanished from my mind. This was no longer just a game -- it was a passionate exploration of our newfound connection.

Matthew's hands roamed my body, sending shivers down my spine. He pinned me against the wall, one hand greedily caressing my full breasts while the other slipped under my dress and into my panties, tightly grabbing my buttock.

I gasped, pleasure flooding my senses, and I couldn't help but think how amazing it was to share this intimate moment with my old friend. But, unlike the scene in the play, there would be no one to interrupt us this time. It was just the two of us, free to explore our desires without any limitations. And I couldn't have been happier.

***

As I experienced my third or maybe fourth orgasm, waves of pleasure rolled through my body. My brain went totally blank, and I was lost in a feeling of pure ecstasy. Finally, Matthew pulled out of me and, reaching his own orgasm, released a stream of warmth onto my stomach and chest.

We collapsed onto the bed, our bodies tangled together, both of us panting from the intense passion we had just shared. We lay there, holding each other close, and Matthew's hand gently wrapped my pussy.

"You know, Jasmine," Matthew said softly, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on my groin. "You have the most divinely beautiful and perfect body I've ever seen. If I were a sculptor or artist, I would give half my life just to be able to capture your nude body in some kind of work of art."

I blushed at his compliment, my heart swelling with happiness. "Oh my gosh, Matthew, that's, like, the sweetest thing anyone's ever said to me! You're, like, so amazing too. I never knew it could feel this good, you know?"

***

As the curtains lifted on opening night, I felt an electric thrill surge through me. The theater was packed with eager patrons, drawn in by the news of my unconventional transformation and the tantalizing advertisements that showcased my stunning appearance. I knew that my success as Jasmine hinged on my ability to captivate the audience with my acting skills, and I was more than prepared to rise to the challenge.

The spotlight shone brightly on me as I took the stage, and I could feel the audience's eyes on me, taking in every detail of my curvaceous figure. They knew the story behind the scenes -- that I, once a male actor, had been brainwashed and transformed into a beautiful woman for this role. That knowledge only heightened the anticipation in the room, and I was determined to meet their expectations.

The play unfolded, and I reveled in the freedom of my character, embracing the sensual energy and charisma that Jasmine exuded. My improvisational scenes were met with laughter and applause, and the chemistry between Damian and me was palpable. The more the audience responded to our performances, the more we pushed ourselves to new heights, delivering a show that was nothing short of mesmerizing.

It wasn't long before word of our captivating performances reached the ears of a well-known journalist, who was intrigued by the story of my transformation. Matthew, ever the supportive friend, helped facilitate an introduction, and soon enough, an in-depth article about my unique journey was published in a national newspaper. Critics couldn't resist praising the raw intensity of my scene with Damian Hartwell, and both of us reveled in the accolades that came pouring in.

As my fame grew, so did the demand for tickets to our performances. Soon, every show was sold out, and people were clamoring for the chance to see me -- Jasmine, the stunning actress with the most extraordinary backstory -- grace the stage.

***

As Anna, Jane, and I entered the director's office, I could feel a mix of excitement and apprehension. This meeting was crucial for my future as an actress, and it could change my life forever. The director of Griffin Stagehouse, Mr. Thompson, sat behind his desk with an air of authority, but there was a hint of curiosity in his eyes as he looked at me.

Anna cleared her throat and began, "Mr. Thompson, we would like to propose a long-term contract with David, or rather, Jasmine. Under its terms, the image of Jasmine should be assigned to David. He should have the possibility to switch nanobots to his own appearance and back to Jasmine's appearance three times a year for theater money. At the same time, Jasmine's IQ should be increased by nanobots to a normal IQ. These are our requirements."

Mr. Thompson frowned, clearly not pleased with the proposal. "I'm not sure about that. It's quite unconventional, and we have to consider the theater's best interests."