Rosie Comes Out

Melly used some spray on the back of the forms and brought them to my side of the bed. I watched as she looked at my chest, adjusted the form and placed it on my chest. She pressed down firmly using her finger to ensure the edges were firmly sealed. I could feel their weight as the second breast was positioned on my chest. Melly pressed down on both looking at me with a small smile. I sincerely hoped she had the solvent. A few moments later, Melly helped me up. I had two nice and heavy breasts on my chest. Melly seemed to ignore the incongruency that was the flaccid penis between my legs.

"Let's get you into a bra," she said calmly. I put my arms through the bra and felt the weight lift as Melly hooked the clasps in the back. It felt good and female to be displaying a full breast nestled in a bra. Then came the gaffe. I knew now how to push my nuts back into their cavities and then bent my penis between my legs. Melly yanked the gaffe tight with the thong between my cheeks. garter belt and stockings. "Your first day as Rosie with breasts. Would you like to feel even more feminine?" Melly asked with a sly smile.

"What do you mean?" I asked innocently. I had no idea what she meant.

"Well, once I started to dress, Sam thought I looked good. It seems I needed to learn to walk more like as a girl. So she talked to some friends who advised her to buy something to improve my walk."

"What is it?" I asked. "Corset? Higher heels? I don't mind trying. Where can we buy it?"

Melly's laugh was loud. "No, nothing like that. We don't need to buy it. I have the first one Same gave me." She went to her bag and pulled something out in a poly bag.

I looked at it but had no idea. "What is it?" I asked.

Smiling Melly pulled it out of the bag. It was a conical-shaped plug with a flat base. "This goes in your butt and helps swing your hips. Sam pushed this into me the second time I dressed properly. She checked every time she met Melly until I walked like she wanted. She said it would complement the shoes she bought for me. I wear it now mostly on special days like tonight or the weekend. She turned her back to me and lifted her skirt. I saw a faint round outline in her panty.

"She likes to use her strap on most weekends, so I use this to prepare myself before. It keeps me excited and lubricated till she pulls it out. We didn't want to buy a bigger one although she says she might." Melly's laughed seeing my reaction. "Well?"

I had decided to be the best Rosie I could be at least for the next three days. Whatever happened tomorrow or after the weekend, I knew I would need to do my best. In answer, I just went to the dresser and placing my elbows on the top, I bent over and wiggled my behind.

Melly understood and got something else out of the bag. It was a tube of lube. "I cleaned this thoroughly," Melly said, smearing the lube on the plug. She inserted the nozzle gently at my hole and pressed. I felt the cooling substance enter me. "I don't have rubber gloves and don't want to hurt you with my fingernails," she explained as she pulled my thong aside and thrust the plug in forcefully. I gave a small shout at the full feeling as the plastic base was flush with my hole. Melly pushed the thong back and I stood upright.

"How do you feel?" she asked patting my behind.

"Full," I replied. It was in there now and I intended to enjoy it.

"If Carmen decides to use a strap-on you will be very grateful," Melly added. "That's what happened with Sam. She said Melly was a girl and needed to experience sex like all girls even if I only have one hole. She used the plug on me soon after I started to dress." Melly smiled. "I don't need it now. She bought a strap-on and made me suck it before she penetrated me. She uses it every week. But that was some time after I sucked her brother that first time. She said Melly can blow a guy if she wants but she is the only one who can penetrate me."

I wondered if Carmen would do that. Sam seemed to be much more active with Melly and more open-minded. I didn't want to give casual blowjobs but, like Melly, if I liked a guy and was in the mood, I probably would do it. I liked doing it to Melly.

"I don't think Carmen will go for that," I replied. "I don't think she is open to that."

Melly smiled at me. "Sam was like that at first. But she did like me in a dress, so it seemed natural to extend sex to her penetrating me. If Carmen likes Rosie, as I hope she will, she'll want it too. They can control us better and make sure we don't stray. Melly laughed. "Sam is quiet but if I don't keep my promise, she'll probably use her knife and make me a real woman. Let's get you dressed. I need to change too."

I imagined Carmen would be quicker with a knife than Sam. Melly had said I was just her second but I knew Melly was flirtatious and willing to experiment.

Melly helped with the garters and stockings. We continued talking. Melly was flirtatious at parties, but she said she would not give bjs to guys casually. She liked to turn guys on and tease, even when they knew her true gender. I couldn't imagine doing that.

I saw a dress that Melly had placed on the bed. It was silver and sparkling. I wondered if she would let me borrow it. With my new breasts, I was becoming more daring and adventurous. So I asked her.

"Of course," she replied. "It's for you. I have brought my own dress for tonight."

I tried it on. The material was stretchy and hugged my new curves. It was low cut but not enough to cause embarrassment. My only concern was how short it was barely covering my stocking tops. But this was a different me. I would need to be more modest tomorrow.

"Now, we are going to dinner and then to a club. We go there on Thursdays sometimes because they have Karaoke and drag performers. There is dancing and many girls like us. Many are good-looking. So, you need to use heavier makeup. I'll show you."

Melly gave me step-by-step instructions. First, she asked me to wear the wig cap so we could pin the wig to it. She taped it down across my head to flatten my natural hair. In that way, it wouldn't move during dancing. I had never danced in heels before. The foundation was easy. But she wanted heavier shadow on my lids in several shades. She lined my eyes and then glued on the eyelashes. I blinked to get used to them. Eyebrows were darkened and blush applied. Melly wanted me to use bright red lipstick which would certainly stand out. I outlined the lips, exaggerating the bow on my top lip, and filled in the color. Several coats blotting in between with tissue. Then several coats of gloss.

Melly then placed the wig and fluffed out the curls. With a small comb and brush, my wig looked great. The studs were removed and she had some earrings which matched the dress and hung. There were minuscule beads in a small band about an ich long which she hooked through. They shone as I moved my head. I was liking Rosie more and more every day. Patiently she took my hands and glued on nails.

"We'll take them off tonight or tomorrow as you have a manicure. The press on nails can fall off and that would be a shame." Melly was an expert at this after many years. "Now, step into the 4" heels." She had them out. I held her shoulder as I slipped my stockinged feet in. They were tight and altered my balance. I was able to stand and took a few steps. I would be wearing them a long time today. Previously I had used the 3" and these needed a different gait. With glued-on breasts, a plug in my behind and 4" heels, Rosie was certainly getting a crash course in womanhood.

"Keep walking and practicing till I change," Melly said unpacking yet another dress from her bag. She shook it loose and I could see a black dress with rows and rows of black tassels. It was also low cut. I didn't know if Melly's breasts were glued on tonight or not. She said she did that only on the weekends.

I watched as she undressed and indeed her breasts appeared to be glued on and contained in a demi-cup bra. Even though a little smaller than mine, the tops of her breasts would be quite prominent. I noticed how flat she was down there. I assumed she was wearing a gaffe like me. Did she have a plug? She removed her wig exposing the same wig cap. It was the first time I had seen her like this, a little bit of Melvin that I had yet to meet. I couldn't help but stare.

"Yes, I glued them on today," she said with a big smile. "I took tomorrow off too and plan to take Sam out tomorrow night. We go out most Fridays. Today is special for Rosie." She had a big smile.

She pulled the dress over her body and it molded to her form very similar to mine. It was also short. I watched fascinated as she replaced the wig and sat at the small dresser. She had a pouch full of makeup and began to check and apply deeper shades of eyeshadow. There were hunts of pink and she used her experienced hand to blend the colors to a line below her eyebrows. She used a lot of mascara on top and bottom lashes and thickened the line on her upper eyelid. More blush and crimson lipstick, much darker than my color, were added in many layers. She finalized her look by dabbing some glitter on her eyelids. She was certainly a beautiful girl. Russ would have made a play for her. Her heels were the same size as mine I think and we were two contrasts: one a blonde Caucasian, the other of Asian origin with black hair. Both with svelte figures and short tantalizing outfits.

"Sam will meet us at my mother's restaurant for dinner. We will go to the club after that," Melly said. She handed me a small spray of perfume. She took one out for herself and applied it to her neck, between her breasts and on her wrists. I followed her example.

I checked my purse for all I would need and took one last look at myself. This was Rosie's coming out. I felt confident and ready to explore my new feminine alter ego. We linked arms and left the building. If my neighbors were watching the two beautiful girls leaving the apartment, they would have wondered what drug Russ was now on to be able to pull such stunners into his apartment.

Melly wanted to drive. I got in and got a small shock as I buckled the seatbelt. "Ow," I said in surprise. That thing in my behind was driven deeper and now snug in its confines. Melly just laughed.

"Now it is really filling you up. Feels good, right?" she asked.

"Yes," I said. It did feel good. I moved around in my seat trying to see if the plug moved.

"I was happy when Sam did this before she used her strap-on. You will too. Or maybe find a nice boyfriend if Carmen won't." Melly laughed at that. I was doing all of this because of Carmen and now Melly was thinking of a guy. I had wondered of course but Melly expressed what I had been thinking. "Do you want that?"

"Not sure. Am scared and excited. Have you done that?"

Melly glanced at me trying to concentrate on the road. "No. not with a guy. I told you about Sam. If she wasn't using her strap-on, probably I would have experimented with a man. There are many men who like girls like us. You'll see them tonight at the club but I would avoid that. Sam has threatened to set me up and watch how a man uses me. It was all in fun." She paused. "I think, anyway. I am curious too but will wait."

We were soon in the parking lot of her parent's restaurant. Our discussion stopped but I couldn't help but be curious as to what I would do if Carmen rejected Rosie. As Melly said, there would be no lack of partners if all I wanted was sex. I thought Melly's attitude was right and Rosie should follow that example. This reaffirmed the fact that Rosie would be around with or without Carmen.

We entered through the rear entrance as usual. Melly's mother greeted us enthusiastically with hugs and kisses on the cheek. There was a quick chatter in Vietnamese and mother was asking if we had hot dates. It was unusual for a Thursday night. Sam was not there yet.

"You both are beautiful," the mother said admiringly and walked away smiling.

Melly had explained what was happening. We removed our heels and waited at that small side room for Sam. Some ten minutes later Sam appeared. She had taken time to dress for a night out changing from her work clothes. She too had a short, sparkly turquoise outfit and used more makeup. I had not seen her with more than lipstick before. She appeared ready to party.

"You look beautiful," she said as she hugged and air kissed us not to spoil our makeup. I blinked my heavy eyelashes at her happy to receive such a compliment. "I can't believe that I only met you as Russ on Monday. Look at you now. All the boys will want to dance with you and some girls too."

"Well," I said beaming, "Without Melly's and your help I wouldn't be looking like this. I am very grateful and lucky I met you both." That was true. Whilst I had the urge to dress, I would not be at this point just a few days after starting.

"Melly says your bust is glued now. How do they feel?" Sam asked.

"It is different. It looked like they were part of me. They feel natural," I replied.

"Yes, they are a little bigger than Melly's but suit your frame." Sam was admiring my larger bust. "She wanted that size too but I think they would look too big for normal. She pads them for parties though and shows off. How are the shoes? I saw the 4" outside." We had removed the shoes to enter this room.

"I have been practicing but the 4" feels different. But I was able to walk in them from the car."

Sam laughed. "After you have been dancing tonight, they'll fit you better and you'll be an expert."

"Dancing?" I hadn't imagined that. I was not a good dancer and in heels I would look awkward.

"Yes, we're going to that club. We dance and have fun. Once a month on Thursday they have some performers. That is why we are going today," Sam replied.

"I told her," Melly interrupted. "Tonight, we will meet some girls like us and I think they even have a drag performer, a comedienne, I think. Rosie will make some new friends."

We sat down at the low table and I felt the thing in my behind now go even deeper if that was possible. I squirmed a little. Melly and Sam had a conversation in Vietnamese. There was laughter and I sat there drinking tea. I didn't think they were laughing at me. The waitress brought the usual array of small dishes and we nibbled.

"Melly says you are walking well now and have something to... to help you," Sam said suddenly serious.

I wasn't quite sure what she meant until Melly burst out laughing. I was wearing higher heels. "I told Sam what I inserted in you as she did to me," Melly explained. "I told her I had glued on my breasts also and inserted my plug too today for different reasons."

I looked at them dumbly not really understanding. Melly told me that that thing I was sitting on now would help me swing my hips. After several years, Melly obviously didn't need it.

Sam saw my confused look. Melly hid behind a cup of tea which she held to her mouth with both hands. "Melly thinks she might get lucky tonight," Sam said. "She gets lucky at the weekends mostly. She also has the day off tomorrow and already used the glue for her forms." Sam had a big smile on her face. "So Melly will be around till Sunday. I know she wants it and loves it but we'll have to see, won't we Melly?" Judging by Sam's looks, I thought Melly would get lucky tonight.

I am not sure Melly blushed under all that makeup. She was hoping for some strap-on fun later I assumed. Well, it was a party night even if it was a Thursday.

Food was served, the pot of tea replenished and we ate slowly. I tried hard to use my chopsticks such that food never touched my lips. Sam and Melly had grown up with this and were experts.

After a few mouthfuls in silence, Sam looked at me. "So, have you had any contact with your girlfriend?" she asked.

"Yes," I replied. "I asked her if she still wanted to see me on Friday. She just replied 'Yes' with the time of 7 pm."

"In a short space, you have done well. Do you feel confident?" I looked at Sam and then at Melly. "Yes, I have done as much as I can. Without your help, I couldn't have done it." I meant that sincerely.

Sam took a sip of tea. "Your girlfriend should respect how hard you are trying to please her. Rosie is having fun too as Melly tells me."

I looked at Melly. Had she told Sam about our oral adventures? I knew they shared a lot and Sam had even set Melly up on a date with her brother.

I heard Melly laugh and turned to her. "Sam knows. I have told her what we did. She doesn't mind."

"I know most girls like doing that with their boyfriends," Sam said. "I expect that Melly also likes to explore her feminine side sexually. She doesn't do that often or casually. It's a part of being a girl. I like oral and Melly enjoys it whether she is wearing a dress or not. What she wears doesn't change that she has boy parts and that's a source of her pleasure - and mine. But she knows how far she can go. You are the second person after a long time. I hope you enjoyed it too and that your girlfriend understands."

"Yes, it was my first time and I liked it. I don't know if Carmen will understand.". It was hard to believe we were having such an open discussion on such subjects. I admired Sam and Melly even more. I was even more envious of their relationship. I had doubts about Carmen's willingness to allow this.

"It's time to go," Melly said. She reached into her purse and took out a small compact and lipstick. She dabbed some powder and carefully re-applied the lipstick which I thought looked perfect. Of course, I did the same. "If you need to use the restroom, it would be less crowded here,"

I didn't need to go but Melly was right. It would be more private here. Sam volunteered to show me. Melly's mum came in and they were chatting away. I didn't understand a word. I did what I needed, checked my face again in the small bathroom mirror and blinked several times. My large false eyelashes were striking, and my eyes and lips were the highlight. At first glance, I would pass. Only my voice needed attention.

Sam drove us there in Melly's car. Melly described what I could expect. It was a warehouse-like building with a short line to get in. It was crowded but some tables were still available. It was buzzing with music, chatter and laughter. It was the first time for Roxie to be in a crowd. I saw some girls that I suspected were like Melly and me; all were dressed in party mode, heavily made up and very comfortable in tall heels. There was a fair mix of Asian, Caucasian and darker skin girls and boys. Most were under 30. Some of them were with other girlfriends and yet others had boys on their arms. I saw one girl in a deep kiss with another girl.

Melly was as usual in her element waving to people, even those she didn't know as Sam explained. In this crowd, it was a friendly gesture. We found a tall table with barstools and a table littered with glasses. Melly got the attention of a waitress who sauntered over and looked us up and down. I had no doubt that this was someone like Melly and me but older. Her figure appeared to be tightly corseted with a small waist and large bosom; her heels were higher than ours. The face was a mask of paint with false eyelashes bigger than mine and a bright red mouth. The eyeshadow matched her outfit. Her dress was short, flared at the base and exposed her stocking tops. She didn't appear to want to be regarded as a normal female. Her exaggerated figure and somewhat male voice gave her away.

She cleared the table and took our orders. All three of us selected white wine. Sam said she would drive and would not be drinking further. It was hard to talk with the buzz around and it was fascinating people watching. It didn't take long for Melly to grab my hand and pull me onto the dance floor. I was not a great dancer and less so in these heels. Thankfully, the crowded dancefloor didn't allow us much space and I gyrated my body, more conscious of that intruder in my rear. The music was fast and I was trying my best to relax and enjoy Rosie time. By this time tomorrow, I would know whether Rosie had a partner or would need to find a new one. I hoped the latter would not be the case, but I was ready for Rosie to come out of the shadows.