Mommy Adriana Makes Greta Become...

Dear Readers, it took me a while because reality caught up with me, but now the next chapter is ready. I simply hope you don't get bored and enjoy also the 6th installment of my little story.

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Finally I lay in bed. I heard Mommy Adriana was sound asleep while I tossed and turned. I simply couldn't sleep after today's events. I would never be the same man again. Tears trickled down my cheeks and I sobbed silently into my pillow. I knew if I let Mommy Adriana let her way, soon there wouldn't be a trace of man left in me. Was it really only two days since she had arrived? It seemed to me like half of a lifetime. She had changed everything, first of all my relation to my wife. No, she wasn't my wife anymore it seemed, now she demanded to be recognized as my Mistress.

I was wearing girl clothes, a chastity belt, I had already taken hormones, had lost my virginity in a sex shop and had endured a permanent make up session in front of a curious crowd. What else would I have to endure on my way to womanhood? The latest humiliation Mommy Adriana put me through was right before us going to bed. She made me wear a butt plug with steel balls inside, which vibrated inside me with each movement and caused me to cum without ever getting an erection due to my CB 2000.

The alarm woke me from a dreamless sleep. I didn't want to get up, but Mommy Adriana told me to get done with my business. This implied her walking with me to the bathroom. There she stood at the door watching me as I went to the toilet. I lifted my pink babydoll, pulled down my matching panties, sat down and peed like the girl I was rapidly becoming. "No more dirty seat covers when you sit down. This is certainly an advantage for you", said Mommy Adriana. "Before, with your silly attempts of peeing like a man, you always had to wipe the seat. Now it's clean." I looked at her and nodded. "Yes, Mommy Adriana, thank you for making me sit down." She smiled at me and seemed content with my answer.

I wiped myself and she had me undress. "Turn around and hold your hands on your back." I did as I was told and she quickly put handcuffs on my wrists. Then she took off the chastity device, and my cock sprang to life almost touching her face. This infraction was swiftly dealt with a hard slap on my penis. I almost doubled up from the pain and yelped out loud, but the slap had the desired effect, my cock quickly shriveled to almost nothing. "That's the right size for a girl, dear Greta. Your cockette should not be longer than any women's clit, honey." Then looking up at me she continued. "And I'll make sure that it won't."

She cleaned my cockette and put it back in its device. Then she pulled up my panties and stroked with her hands over my smooth front. "That's the best. You are on fast track into womanhood." With that she took the dreaded hormone pills out which I had to swallow right in front of her. "Isn't it wonderful Greta? Now you belong to the smarter part of the world population, which have female hormones flowing through their blood."

Did she want to test me? I looked at her but couldn't detect any sarcasm in her eyes, so I quickly lowered my eyes again. "Yes, Mommy Adriana, thank you for helping me to become part of it." Surprisingly she took me into her arms. "Good girl. Just keep it up and it won't be hard for you at all. I bet soon you'll enjoy everything we do together. I think we are on our best way of becoming girlfriends." As if to prove I was already a girl she air kissed my cheeks. "Now lets hurry and have a shower together honey. It's always a delight to take a shower with another girl."

We stepped into the stall where she reinforced my knowledge of feminine hygiene. "You need to know this by heart. Once I am gone you'll have to take care of your Mistress and she'll rely on your skills as a good maid. Just before we finish you just may show me again how much you have learned so far with your tongue." She pulled my head to her body and I dutifully started to lick her bushy mound trying hard to pleasure her. "Oh yes Greta, you really have a talented tongue. We have to develop your skills further. Hmmm! That's heavenly sweety. Yesss, suck on my clit. Yesss, suck hard. Oh yesssss. Quicker, quicker, Greeeetaaaaaa. Oh yesssssss, I'm cummming." Mommy Adriana held me tight to her pussy "Ohhh Greta. Hmmm, I could go for a repeat performance of yours, but we need to hurry."

After I had assisted her in dressing she made me bend over the bed. "Stand still girl." She lubed me up and without further ado pushed a butt plug deep into my rectum. Mommy slapped my butt. "There we go, now you should have that certain wiggle in your walk which I like so much on you." Then she laid out my clothes for the day. "Honey, I had a dream last night and I think we should go through with it. So get dressed up in these clothes and then you go downstairs and prepare breakfast." I picked up the white lace corset and put it on. Mommy Adriana pulled the strings tight. "Hmm, I see already one inch less than two days ago. Honey you really make the step into the right direction. Soon you'll have a lovely figure."

I fastened white stockings to the straps hanging from the corset and pulled up white matching lace panties. "Before we continue I do have a little surprise for you. While you were all busy in the video booth with your lover, your Mistress and I took care of more important business. Your new breasts that is."

From one of the many bags I had carried yesterday she took a beautiful pair of latex breast forms out and held them in front of me. "Oh honey, this will look lovely." She put glue on the forms, reopened the corset, marked my skin, applied glue where the breast forms should hold and pressed them on me for several minutes.

"Now get up honey. Try it out." I sat up and immediately felt the additional weight, even so they were only a B-Cup size. I moved my upper body to the left and right. "Oh my God, the breasts follow me," I cried out causing Mommy Adriana to laugh out loud. "Yes Greta, they are all yours. They follow you where ever you go, think of them as your best assets you have from now on, hahaha, since you don't have other assets anymore."

She quickly laced me back into the corset and felt me up from behind. She stroked my false nipples but it felt as if a lightning coursed through my body and I shook against her tight embrace. "Oh yes, it works. I didn't believe the sex-store guy but he has convinced me now." While handing me a white blouse she explained that there were tiny sensors integrated in those nipples which would cause exactly this kind of reaction I just had showed when they were touched. "Oh honey, you'll be sooo sensitive now when somebody touches you there." A short black leather skirt which ended at least three inches above my knees and black four inch heels completed my outfit.

When she motioned me to go downstairs I stopped in my tracks. "Mommy Adriana? I, err, I, please could I wear my wig, please? I feel kind of naked without it." She smiled at me. "Honey, yesterday I told you, you have to earn the right to wear a wig, to make you more resemble the woman you so much want to be. I can't remember a thing you have done today which makes you earn this reward." What about me licking you to an orgasm?, I thought, but didn't dare to mention.

In the kitchen I prepared breakfast for all of us. This time I didn't bring up the food to Mistress Andrea but she came downstairs dressed in her favorite silken negligee. Mommy Adriana held her hand possessively around her hips. Just before sitting down Mistress Andrea looked at me. "Good morning Greta. Hmmm, I see you are dressed well. You just have this secretary look. I agree with Mom. After having finished breakfast, we all go to your workplace where you will resign in person."

I shook my head frantically. "No, no, no, please don't do that to me. I'll do anything you want, but please don't make me resign. Please have mercy with me. I can't go in there and resign dressed like a girl. Pleaaaase."

Mommy Adriana and Mistress Andrea waited patiently until my outburst was over. Obviously both thinking alike, they moved into the same direction raising both their arms. I quickly glanced into the direction they were pointing and saw: The dreaded wooden paddle! Instantly I dropped to my knees, knowing there was no way I could avoid resigning personally dressed like I was, but trying to prevent the worse: Getting punished and then doing the resignation.

I cried out loud. "Please nooooo! Nooooooo, not the paddle! I will resign like you told me Mistress Andrea. Please, please, please, not the paddle. I will resign, I will do it Mistress." They looked at each other for quite a while and then it was Mistress Andrea who finally spoke out. "Greta, yesterday you promised to be my maid and serve me. Now you didn't want to obey my order. I told you I still love you, but you also have to help me. You know I can't allow a rebellious maid. Imagine I am entertaining guests or even better, I will have a new man. What happens when you fail to wash his socks or underwear, fail to iron his shirt, what shall I do with you then? Oh honey, you know what I have to do, right?"

I looked at them pleadingly, seconds seemed to turn into minutes or even hours. I stared into their faces hoping for a miracle to happen in order to avoid my punishment when the door bell rang. "Who can it be so early?", asked Mistress Andrea. "Oh," I said, "it must be Anne, our neighbor. I completely forgot, I promised to take her to work this morning because her car is getting fixed in the garage." The bell rang again. "Open up Greta. Certainly it's your guest then", smiled Mistress Andrea.

Slowly I wiggled to the door, trying to breathe deeply in order to relax, which was nearly impossible with the tight corset. I held the doorknob and failed to turn it around. "What are you waiting for Greta?" I heard them both ask. I didn't move, but the third ring from the doorbell let me open up the door. My neighbor, impeccably dressed in her smart powder blue business suit, stood there impatiently. "Finally. I thought . Oh my God! Oh my God! What happened to you? Oh my God! Is that really you Gary? Gary?"

I blushed deeply but couldn't say a word. Then Mommy Adriana and Mistress Andrea appeared from behind. "Hello Anne", my wife said. "I am sorry to give you the surprise of your life, but many things happened during the weekend and my hubby Gary admitted to us that he actually was a closet sissy all his life and wanted to become a woman. As you can see, I am trying to understand her feelings and we have already progressed quite a bit. But please do come in."

Anne stood there with her mouth open, trying to understand what Mistress Andrea had said. Then she looked at me. "Is that true Gary? I mean, oh my God, look at you. If it weren't for your short hair you'd look gorgeous. You always had legs to die for and now you even have the curves. If you had a nice wig, I mean, oh my God. I mean, I need to be going or I'll be late for work. I guess you aren't going to drive me Gary. I'll call a Taxi then."

Mistress Andrea made a step forward, took the hand of our turning neighbor. "Wait Anne, just a moment. Greta here, that's her new name, will drive you. She has promised it to you, so she'll do it. Besides, she'll really wants to go to her office too and resign personally." Anne turned around again. "Look Andrea. I don't know what is going on here but this surely isn't the Gary I know", pointing at me standing still like a marble statue with a lowered head.

"Gary, say something. We know each other since childhood. What is going on?"

I felt Mommy Adriana standing close behind me, unknown to anybody she lightly slapped my behind with the frightening paddle. I shook my head, looked up at Anne, opened my mouth, nothing came out when once again I felt the paddle lightly on my behind. In resignation I lowered my head. "I am sorry Anne, but there is nothing else to say. My wife is right. I have been hiding it all my life. This weekend with the visit of my mother-in-law it finally came all clear. I want to become a woman and yes, I'll drive you as promised."

Mommy Adriana stroked my cheeks. "Good girl", she smiled. Anne still seemed to not believe what she heard and stood there motionless. "Ok, Gary or Greta, I'll help you. Let's go to my place. If you don't have a nice wig, I do. I mean you can't run around like that, you'll be a laughing stock and that's certainly not good for the ego of a new girl. My wig isn't the most sophisticated, and maybe not the best for your complexion, but I think you certainly look better as a platinum blond than you do now with short hair."

Mistress Andrea and Mommy Adriana giggled. "Oh, that is a great idea Anne, but why don't you get the wig from your house. Meanwhile Greta helps me with the finishing touches and Mom and I accompany you to Greta's office. Afterwards we need to shop, our new girl needs clothes. We so wanted to buy a wig for Greta this weekend, but there were many other things to do. Don't you like her make-up job?" My neighbor looked at me closer. "Oh my, is this tattooed? This is tattooed! Greta, this is permanent, you know that? Wow, Andrea, I always wanted to have something like that. You have to give me the address of the store."

Anne scurried off while Mistress Andrea quickly dressed with my help. When the bell rang again I opened the door, Anne stepped in and made me sit down on a kitchen chair. She placed the platinum blonde pageboy wig on my head, curiously watched on by Mommy Adriana and Mistress Andrea, then fastened it to my scalp and combed it out. "This looks much better than I thought", said Anne. All three clapped into their hands. "This is you Greta", they cried out. "Oh, thank you soo much Anne," Mistress Andrea hugged our neighbor.

Anne smiled all over. "Greta, honey. This is my 'welcome to womanhood' present from me." With this she hugged me tightly and air kissed me. "Now let's hurry girls. I need to go."

I put on a black jacket and we all walked to the car, where Mistress Andrea handed me a white purse. "Thank you Mis.., err, Andrea." I blushed and took out the car keys. Mommy Adriana looked at me sternly and I simply handed them to her. Turning to our neighbor she explained. "These days Greta allows me to drive so I can get to know the town."

We all got into the car and Anne gave directions how to get to her office. Just before we arrived, Anne turned to me and said. "Greta, we know each other for so long and you know you are a really good friend of mine, so I really don't want to miss your first day out as a girl in the shopping mall. I am going to phone my boss and ask him for a day off. I am sure he'll give it to me and then I'll join you girls on your shopping spree. I can't wait to see you modeling dresses, Greta." Then she laughed out loud. "You know I am a shopposaurus myself, I simply wouldn't forgive myself until the end of my days if I missed that." A quick phone call confirmed her day off and immediately Mommy Adriana took the next turn to a big Mall.

"No", I said, "this isn't my day off. I have to go to the office." Mistress Andrea looked back at me. "You are right sweety. First of all there is your big coming out to your co-workers and your boss telling him you'll leave as of today." I blushed and didn't want to think of all this. Maybe an angel would take me out of the car and fly with me to a land where all boys could be girls if they wanted to, without anybody taunting them.

Of course Mommy Adriana had a different thought, a sly smile crossed her face. "What would you say Andrea, if Greta's boss, because of the turn of events, offers her a job as a secretary?" Mistress Andreas eyes lit up in mock surprise. "Hmmm, I wonder if Greta would rather be an office girl or a lady's maid. I think we leave this decision to her, but we should take it into consideration."

I felt Anne's hands touching my knee. "Don't you worry a thing Greta. I am convinced you'd make a wonderful secretary. If your boss really asks you, go for it girl. It will do you good. I know you type well, know how to attend the phone and you don't have to be afraid of taking dictation." I looked at her like a deer caught in headlight, slowly turning a deep red. "Oh, I mean, you know what I mean, err, you know, taking dictation isn't .

The rest of what she said was drowned in roars of laughter coming from the front of the car. Mommy Adriana had to stop in order to avoid an accident. "Oh my God, Anne," laughed Mistress Andrea, "that was too precious. Our little Greta taking dick- tation. Who knows she may even enjoy it." Now it was Anne's turn to blush. "Do you mean Greta? which caused another round of laughter. "Anne, she is a woman now, why shouldn't she enjoy it", asked Mistress Andrea.

"Wow, I didn't know this ride was going that fast Greta. I thought you wanted to develop your personality little by little." Could I sink deeper into the car seat? Could I disappear into it or simply become invisible. I closed my eyes but nothing helped. I shook my head helplessly. "It's not what you think Anne " my words trailing off. She simply looked at me, then hugged me and whispered into my ear. "Greta, I am your friend and if you like sucking cocks, it's fine with me and maybe even good for your career if it is your boss whom you suck."

While talking Mommy Adriana had driven us to my office and it was now or never, but before I could get out Mommy Adriana said. "Honey, I do believe it's in your own interest if we all go with you. We don't want you to get harassed." I looked at her knowing immediately there was no way out for me. In fact I had intended to tell my boss I had lost a stupid bet and that's why I was in this getup. She smiled reading the disappointment in my eyes. Once again she had outsmarted me. Sometimes I had the feeling she could read my mind. Mommy Adriana wasn't only very assertive but dammit, she was smart too.

With big trepidation I stepped out of the car with the others. Thankfully Anne put a hand around my hip as if to say "don't worry girlfriend,. I am with you". I leaned into her and she whispered "I never imagined you'd make such a beautiful girl". We walked together to the entrance, Mommy Adriana and Mistress Andrea smiling conspicuously at each other. Once inside Mistress Andrea walked on and motioned us to wait.

She talked to Jenny, the girl at the reception who was just about 20 years old and had only started a few months ago. All of a sudden she turned her head into our direction, looked back at Mistress Andrea, shook her head and looked back: At me! She looked right at me. Under her gaze I shrunk another few inches and believed I had reached the size of an imp. She got up behind her table and rushed towards me, and I felt myself in her embrace. Air kissing me she mouthed "Oh Gary, err Greta, I am soo happy for you. It takes courage to do what you do. I wish you luck with your boss. He's already in his office. I'll phone him so you can tell him your desire to become his personal secretary. You know how much he relied on her after his wife died so suddenly last year. I wonder how you knew Mrs Davengo resigned last weekend. Never knew you were so close to her that she'd tell you. Oh well, girl talk."

I felt overwhelmed from the lightning speed with which everything happened. I didn't know how to respond. The women stood around me and I felt like in a painting, they all looked at me simply smiling in a knowing way . Once again Jenny hugged me and then phoned Mr. Rearden. "Yes, Mr. Rearden. Life is full of surprises and Yes Mr. Rearden, I know you are worried about getting a new secretary, but that's exactly why I phone. Your problem may solve itself, if you are willing, err, I mean there is Mr. Gooden waiting for you. He, she, err, please see for yourself Sir. Err, shall I send Mrs err Mr. Gooden in?"