The Gift

When Anita and Mary walked into the room, they were looking around at the finished product of Brandy and Andi's labor. "Wow," Mary remarked, looking at John. "Who is this? Is this our boss' sister or, um, cousin, or um, well…"

"It's our boss," Andi interrupted. "Though, he's more of a she now. I think I'll call her Janine. What do you think of that name, Brandy?"

"Nice," Brandy answered, standing up on her tip-toes to wrap her arm around John's shoulders. "Janine it is." She playfully ran her hands over John's body, squeezing on those silicone falsies through the dress, then running her hands over his belly and down one of his legs. Teasingly, she lifted up the hem of the dress, then squeezed her boss' panty trapped cock. As she teased it with one hand, she motioned over to Andi with her other hand and whispered something in her ear. When Andi came away, she said to Brandy, "Go ahead. Do it. Why should I care?"

"Hey Mary!," Brandy called out. "Wanna play with our boss here?"

"Well, I dunno…"

Brandy lifted up John's dress, then pulled aside John's panties, letting his semi-hard dick pop out. "Come on, Mary," Brandy said as she slowly stroked John's dick. "We've all played with our boss before. Remember Monday when you came in from lunch."

"Yeah, I remem…" Mary said before a look of realization came across her face. "…Oh my God! I can't believe…I mean, um, this is incredible!" she continued, shaking like a leaf.

"Relax, Mary," Brandy said as she let John's dress fall, the erection tenting it out, while she went an retrieved a condom from her purse. "Besides, if you're worrying about getting in trouble, we've got that all covered."

"And don't you dare talk about what's going on here, understood?" Andi barked out to Mary. "After all, we could tell your husband what's going on here and, shall I say, embellish it some?"

Mary stood there in shock, frozen to the spot where she stood. Andi walked over to her, unbuttoned her dress slacks, then pulled them and her panties down to her ankles. Meanwhile, Brandy slipped on the condom onto John, then pulled him down to the floor by his bra strap. After John was laid out on the floor in front of his desk, Andi pulled Mary over to John's prone form, and Brandy walked over to comfort Mary.

"I still don't know if I can do this. I mean, I love my husband and all."

"Come on, Mary," Brandy said, rubbing her shoulders through her blouse. "Relax. It's not that big a deal."

Mary scanned her eyes over the room, looking for a sympathetic gaze but getting none. She then closed her eyes and lowered herself over John's hard dick, feeling her tip slip over her hair bush. She opened her eyes just long enough to align her pussy for the proper insertion, then she slid down onto John's latex covered cock, letting it stretch herself out as she felt her boss' balls against her ass. When she opened her eyes, she saw what appeared to be the very feminine form of her boss being felt up by Brandy's painted hands.

"Come on, boss. Stick out that pretty little tongue for me," Brandy asked John, and he responded by sticking out his long pink tongue through his slick pink lips. Brandy stuck out her tongue and played her tongue around her boss', making her purr and wiggle just a bit. "And come on, Mary. Enjoy yourself. After all, what's an orgasm after some adultery," Brandy said, punctuating her remark with a wink.

Mary just closed her eyes and slowly let the thick member stretch her sugar walls out, riding it up and down at a nice pace. As she felt her boss' dick inside of her, it seemed to hit the right spots as she worked her hips, getting her hot. Finally feeling more comfortable with fucking her boss, she opened her eyes, worked a hand through her bush to rub her clit and looked around her. She saw Andi coolly watch the scene in front of her, while Brandy felt up her boss' pretty face with her fingernails and Anita groped at her breasts through her t-shirt. She felt the warmth of John's dick through the latex, feeling soothing against her lubricating puss. She worked her hips up and down faster and faster, making herself hotter and hotter as she stirred her honey pot. She placed John's hands on her hips and rode her boss with abandon, driving herself crazy with the size of John's dick. Eventually, she felt her boss finally pound into her as her pussy began to quake, humping up into her as she came closer and closer to an orgasm. With one hand squeezing one of her breasts, and the other hand rubbing her clit, she slowly began to cum, cooing softly as her hips began to drive hard down on John's dick and her eyes rolled back in her head. Finally, she fell back from her upright perch, exhausted from the efforts she made getting herself off.

"Mmmm…I can see you're finished there," Brandy said, her finger's going through John's wig. "I see you've made our boss sweat a little. Did you enjoy yourself?"

"Yeah, I guess. I gotta try this kind of control with my hubby, though. It looks like it would be fun," Mary said, slipping her pussy off of her boss' cock and pulling her pants back up. "Why did you have to dress him up as a chick, though?"

"'Cause it's fun," Andi said. "Besides, a real man wouldn't let himself be pushed around by a bunch of chicks, right?" All four women had a chuckle at that last remark, and even John had to force a chuckle. "I wonder why she said that," John thought to himself as Mary left his office and Brandy and Anita took positions on either end of his torso.

"Can I play with you now?" Brandy asked, looking for another condom to replace the one already on John.

"Uh, I dunno…"

"Come on, let's have some fun!" Brandy said before placing the condom between her puckered lips, taking off the old condom and slipping the new one on with her lips. She rolled condom down her boss' still hard dick, sucking on it as she rolled it all the way down. After Brandy took a few sucks, she decided to stroked John off a bit before straddling his hips, pulling aside her thong and slipping herself on to John's hard cock.

Meanwhile, above him, Anita looked down at John's pretty face with a wide smile. "Hey, you know what, boss?"

"What, hun?"

"I think that pretty face and nice little tongue of yours is turning me into a lesbian," Anita said with a giggle. Looking at what Brandy was starting to do with John's dick with envy, she continued, "mind eating me out for a bit?"

"Sure. Why not?"

With that response, John saw Brandy pull down her jeans, then lean against his desk as she pulled off both the jeans and shoes. She then straddled his head and lowered her shaved pussy over his lips. In response, he reached his head up and planted a soft kiss on her vulva. As he felt Brandy squeeze his hard dick with her pulsating pussy, John lightly licked each outer lip, feeling the fuzz tickle his lips. While he slipped his tongue in between Anita's lips and tried to lick along the insides, he gripped Brandy's round soft ass, digging his fingernails in and making her squirm some more. Aiming to please, John let one of his hands trail up to one of Brandy's breasts and pinch the nipple through her thin top while he sucked one of Anita's inner lips in between his lips, nibbling it lightly and licking along the edge.

"Oh, yeah, boss! That feels nice!" Brandy said, pulling off her tight white top and exposing her nipples to his boss' grasp. "Play with my fucking tits!"

John was lost in his sexual duties, his nails gently raking Brandy's firm tits while Anita was writhing over his face as he sucked on her lips, her wetness dripping onto his chin. He palmed Brandy's breasts as he started humping into her, trying to make her cum while getting himself off. As he ground his hips into Brandy's, his tongue kept time with his hips, stabbing and twisting around Anita's pussy as she humped his face. Finally, he slipped his hands around Brandy's hips, grabbed on and fucked into Brandy's pussy, driving her crazy. He decided to pull her tongue out of Anita's pussy, beaming a smile between his pink lips while he worked his dick hard to make Brandy cum.

He decided to take Brandy's clit in between two of his nails, scratching and pulling on it as he pumped as hard as he could into her, blowing on Anita's clit to make her squirm and keep her hot. When he finally felt Brandy's pussy begin to milk his cock, he relaxed and let Brandy ride out her orgasm, feeling her ass bounce on his legs. Turning his attention to Anita, he starts to tongue her clit, swirling his tongue around it, then batting the tip of it with his tongue. Just as Anita was squirming hard on his face, John held onto Anita's hips, then took her clit between his lips, sucking and flicking his tongue on it, driving Anita to a wild, buckling orgasm on John's face. As he slipped his hands from Anita, she felt back onto his chest, huffing and puffing as she finished out her orgasm. When she finally came down, she rubbed her rubbed her pussy across John's face, then stood up to put on her jeans and shoes.

John looked up to see Brandy straightening out her hair with her hands while Anita zipped up her jeans. Suddenly, he felt Brandy's gaze between his legs as his surprising still hard dick. "You haven't cum yet?" Brandy said, surprised at her boss' state. "Stand up, and lean against the desk. Let me finish you off."

John clumsily got to his feet, taking care to get his balance on his heels, then stumbled over to his desk and leaned on it, his hard on tenting out his skirt. Brandy quickly got to her knees, lifted up the skirt, pulled off the condom and started stroking off her boss.

"Don't you wanna cum?" Brandy purred as she looked into John's eyes, licking her lips. "Don't you wanna cum in my pretty mouth?" Brandy then licked John's tip like a lollipop, making him moan and shudder in pleasure. Sensing his pleasure, Brandy took his tip between her lips and sucked while pumping her boss' shaft. She twisted her tongue around his dick, and in response, John held on Brandy's hair, desperate for a release. Brandy took her mouth off of John's tip, licked at it while pumping the shaft furiously, then smiled up at her boss. John looked down between his falsies at her pretty face, then let go, shooting his cum into her mouth. Brandy then slipped his cock down her throat, swallowing the rest of her boss' load as he poured his thick cum inside of her. When he finally slowed down, Brandy slipped his tip back into her mouth, sucking the last little bit of cum down into her mouth, then tucked his dick between his legs and pulled his panties over it.

"Hey, boss!" Andi called out, her eyes staring off into the distance. "Wanna go drinking with us again?"

"Sure, why not. Ain't no big deal. Just let me get my wallet and keys out my pants."

"No prob, boss. I'll be waiting for you. Just let me get my stuff."

"OK. See you ladies in a bit!" John then shimmied around in his heels, looking for his keys and wallet. As he found his pants to pull out his wallet, he heard some footsteps. Suddenly he felt a slight prick, then everything went black.

***

The next few days were a blur for John. He seemed to remember hearing medical equipment, some nurses, a few doctors in scrubs. Nothing he remembered became coherent…except the pain. His body was racked with pain, all around his chest and his hips. He didn't know what had happened to him, but he knew it wasn't good. Eventually though, he became spacey, dreaming about high school and sports fantasies and staring in his own porno movies. It all became very strange.

Eventually, John came to in a hospital bed. The first thing he noticed were the bandages around his chest, and the fact that his face and throat were so sore. Then, he looked down his torso to find more bandages covered his stomach. When he pulled down his bed sheet, he noticed that his legs were still smooth, and that his toe nails apparently had a fresh coat of polish put on after what must have been a couple of days. Just past his toes appeared one of his employees, Andi, looking a bit too happy considering the circumstances.

"Good morning," Andi said as she picked up his gaze, standing up to walk towards him. "How are you feeling?"

"Like shit," John spat back. "I'm in lots and lots of pain, and I think it has something to do with these bandages. Explain."

"Well," Andi said, leaning over the hospital bed to look into her boss' face. "I've decided to make a few…changes. Some lipo, a tummy tuck, a rib removal, some tattooed-on cosmetics, some electrolysis and the piece de resistance, some nice size breast implants. Nice, huh?"

"What the flying fuck? How did you…"

"Easy, boss. While you were napping, I dropped you off in this hospital, where a good friend of mine who happened to be a plastic surgeon took care of ya. Now before you think about the wife and kids, I told them you were badly banged up in a car accident, and she decided to let me call the shots as far as medical treatment. After all, she has a couple of young kids to watch, and you know how good friends we are." Andi winked at her prone boss, then returned to the chair where she rose from. "Besides, thanks to our company's 'progressive' insurance plan, all you have to pay is the deductible."

"May I ask a question?"

"Sure."

"Why? Why go through all of this?"

"Because you aren't a man."

"Huh?"

"Let's face it, boss. You're a soft touch. You let us do whatever, don't care about what's going on, barely care whether the job gets done or not. Plus, let's be blunt. You have no sense of machismo. I mean any other straight guy would have tried flirting with their staff a long time ago, trying to get some. Ain't that what being a man is about?"

John sat up and responded, "Excuse me, miss. For one, I'm a happily married man who likes being employed, thank you very much! And why would I go all being blustery and what not? I'm trying to get the job done as smoothly as possible without all the dramatics. Yeesh."

Andi stared at John for a bit, then got up from her chair and said calmly, "I'm telling your wife and kids that you've decided to be a girl."

"What? I mean, how could, I mean, Oh my…"

"And by the way, in an hour, I'm having a friend give you a weave the same color at that wig. If you resist, I tell the police you raped Brandy."

John started to say something, then slumped back down on his bed, resigned to his fate.

***

The next couple weeks seemed like an eternity for John. Thankfully, his wife visited him a couple of times, Andi's threat to tell not realized yet. Little by little, his body began to heal from the pain, and he was able to start walking around, getting used to his new body and the higher center of gravity. He also spent a lot of time looking in the mirror, looking at his new self. "So I'm a girl, now, eh?" John said to his new reflection. "Guess I need a new name now. Hmmm…Janine sounds close enough to John, right?" He took a look at his reflection, then thought to himself, "yeah, that works, I guess."

Finally, the day came when it was time for him to go home. After a once over by the surgeon, he dressed in a fairly ordinary navy blue dress suit, with a knee- length skirt, a white blouse, some lingerie from Lane Bryant and some sensible matching flats. After he was wheeled out of the hospital, he caught a cab back to his house. As he slid into the back seat, he felt the driver's eyes scan over his body, calling attention to his new curves.

"So where are you going to, miss?"

John was taken back by the 'miss', then answered in a slight falsetto, "Oh, I'm just going home," before giving him the address to his house.

"So, honey, what were you in the hospital for?"

"Um, I just had some kind of surgery."

"What kind of surgery?"

"You know, um, nothing major. Not a big deal."

Staring at his new breasts in the rear view mirror, the driver continued, "Well, based on what you have in that blouse there, I'd say it's a big deal."

John sat there, mortified at the driver's remarks, unsure how to react.

"You know, miss? You're a fine woman there. I bet you don't have a shortage of guys willing to fuck you."

John, once again, just sat there, his eyes like a deer in the headlights.

"You know what miss? You need to loosen up a bit. Perhaps all you need is a big, fat dick up your ass." Sneering a bit, the driver continued, "perhaps I could be of service with that," chuckling a bit at his last line.

John looked up out the window, taking note of the street signs. "Thank GOD I'm close to home," he thought to himself. "I can't take much more of that guy's eyes." To his relief, he saw his house come up. He dug out his wallet from his suit jacket, handed the driver a ten-dollar bill, then got out of the car as fast a possible, not even thinking about change. He took a good look at his house, then took a deep breath and walked to his front door. John took a glance at his block, noting how it appeared to be an ordinary weekend day in his neighborhood.

He took his set of keys and unlocked the door of his house. To his surprise, he found his wife standing there waiting in front of the stairs, with his kids Hank and Tisha looking at him from a safe distance, wary of his presence. From the look in his wife's eye, he was prepared for the worst.

"So what's your name now?"

"Um…I decided to go with the name Janine. Why do you…"

"You fucking prick! When were you gonna tell me this shit, huh? I mean, what the fuck?! All we have is a marriage, a house and a couple of kids. I mean, what the fuck is Hank supposed to think?! You spent all that goddamn energy giving him that name, saying how he's supposed to be this great man and shit, but how the fuck is he supposed to grow up right with a father like you?! And when you were gonna tell me this shit, huh?! When the FUCK were you gonna tell me that I was married to a fucking fagot!"

"BITCH!"

In what seemed like slow motion, Janine slapped her wife across her face, breaking a couple of nails and leaving a mark on her wife's face.

Taking a deep breath, Janine pointed at her wife, then responded as calmly as possible, "don't you dare disrespect me again, especially in front of my kids. Understood?" Turning to his frightened kids, she commanded with a glare, "go to your rooms. Now." Quietly, Julia and Janine's kids walked upstairs to their rooms, scared stiff by this woman that was apparently their father.

As soon as she hood the door closed, Janine roughly took Julia in her arms and carried her into the living room, where she deposited her on the couch. Janine climbed onto the couch behind her wife, then grabbed Julia's head, had her stand up on her knees, turned her head and kissed her hard on the lips, making her tongue invade her mouth. She then grabbed onto Julia's breasts with both hands through her t-shirt, grinding her crotch against her sweatpant-covered ass as she tongued her ear and leaving Julia in complete shock. "Some fagot I am," Janine joked as she kept wiggling her tongue around in Julia's ear.

Janine squeezed Julia's breast roughly in one hand, letting her nails dig into the firm flesh, while shoving the other hand roughly into her wife's pants, trailing her nails along Julia's pussy. She teased her nails over Julia's breasts, sliding her hand under her t-shirt while she used her nails to tickle her wife's clit, making her moan wildly and arch her back against Janine's body, making her hot with the body heat. Janine then pushed her wife onto all fours, then pulled down her sweatpants while pulling up her skirt and pulling aside her panties, allowing for her hard cock to spring out. She lined it up with Julia's asshole, then grabbed onto both hips and shoved it roughly into her wife, making her howl in pain.

For the first time since she slapped her wife, Janine was calm enough to realize what she was doing…hurting her wife with her hard dick for her personal gratification. Slowly down just a bit with her thrusting, she reached under her wife and started rubbing her clit in circles while pumping two fingers in time with her hard dick, making Julia writhe and moan more, but this time in pleasure. Calming down some, she ground her dick into the exquisite friction of her wife's anus while squirming her way out of her suit jacket, then unbuttoning her blouse enough to play with her new huge tits. Feeling her wife grind back against her, she slowed down and rubbed her inflamed erection through the tight grip of Julia's ass. She pulled one of her breasts out of her bra, then pulled it up to her mouth so she could tongue her nipple. Janine enjoyed all the new feelings flowing through her body: the moisture cooling on her now erect nipple, her hips grinding against her wife's ass, the tightness of her wife's asshole on her tip and the power flowing from letting herself enjoy the other three.