Tranned Out - The Beginning

*all characters and story elements are fictional and participants are over 18

It all started on a warm spring night. I was sitting on my couch, alone in my apartment, intent on watching some skin flick movie on TV and snacking on some popcorn, drinking my favorite beer. I found a title, "Passion's flame", that was obviously one where the story was the secondary attraction and started playing.

An actress came on screen and I was instantly captivated. She was gorgeous and sexy as you would expect, but what really had me intrigued was that she looked familiar.

Well, about 20 minutes into the movie, the old adage "you don't buy beer, you rent it" came true for me. I paused the movie and went to the bathroom. After I finish my business, I go to wash my hands in the sink. Looking into the mirror, it hits me: that super sexy actress could have been me if I were a woman. Our faces matched in almost every way; eyes, jawline, lips even. It was kinda surreal for me.

I had to go back to the movie to see how things played out. As it does with these movies, a steamy romance scene came on, and as it played out, it made me extremely hard. Taking my cock out, I began to slowly stroke it, but trying not to cum too fast so I could fully enjoy the experience. The actress entered the room wearing a trenchcoat, and as her heels slowly clicked across the room, she began to unbutton the coat with a devilishly delicious look on her face. Her long curly dark hair framed her face well and bounced slightly with her stride.

Her coat dropped to the floor revealing a sexy rich blue corset/bustier top, matching thong and thigh-high stockings and garter belt. My jaw dropped as I almost decided to finish myself off at the sight, but my curiosity held me back: I wanted to see what happened next. The camera angle changed to a wide low angle and showed her from the back as she approached her man. He undid his pants and removed his shirt as she walked up between his legs. She bent down and kissed him passionately for a minute and continued sinking downward to her knees.

At this point, I suddenly realized I wasn't just imagining being the man in this situation, I was also imagining myself as the girl. Being a cable movie, it didn't show anything explicit, so finding myself imaging a dick in my mouth like it appeared on screen was surreal and strangely exciting as I got lost in the scene.

The scene changed angles to behind the guys head as the actress stood up between the guys legs, her pelvis obscured by the back of the guys head. Spreading her legs slightly, she pulled her panties down and the camera cut away to a close up shot of them dropping to the floor at her feet.

Going back to the shot behind the guy, she maintained eye contact with him as she straddled his legs. I was still enraptured with the whole scene, still vacillating between imagining myself as the guy and as the girl. When the actress reached down between her legs to obviously position the guys member in a penetrating position, it seemed to switch something in me. Immediately pulling my pants completely off, I reached underneath myself and touched my backside with one hand while still slowly stroking my rock hard dick.

The actress sank down 'onto' the guys fuck stick and my throat immediately went dry. Not seeming in control of my own actions, I pushed my finger slowly into my waiting anal opening. A moan from deep inside me escaped from my lips as I invaded myself with the full finger. On TV, the girl started to undulate herself, simulating sex as the cheesy music played in the background. Following her motions, I moved my finger in and out of me in time to her motions while alternatingly pumping my other hand up and down my shaft. She started moaning and shouting "Yes!" and "Oh my God!" as if the 'sex' actually felt like the real thing, prompting me to copy her words and noises as if I were also in her position. Her shouts started getting faster and faster, signaling she was about to 'orgasm', meanwhile, I was about to experience the same thing with one hand wrapped around my penis and my finger sawing in and out of my own forbidden love tunnel. I came all over myself when she 'did', my finger still inside me. The feeling was intense enough to cause me to convulse, and feel my ring repeatedly spasm around the invasion of my own hand, which turned me on again, but, strangely did not cause me to get hard. This was a new feeling for me, but for now, I would have to clean up.

The next few days were really busy and I wasn't able to explore this feeling as I was dead tired when I got home from work. That following Friday, I got off a little early and decided to swing by a local superstore to pick up some groceries and household items. I happened to run into a friend of mine, Lance, looking forlornly at the girls shopping for makeup.

"Hey Lance! How's it going?" I asked.

"Oh, hey Jordan." He replied. "I'm ok, how have you been?"

"Had a busy week this week, thanks for asking. But you don't really look like everything's ok. What's really going on?"

"Well, it turns out, I'm winning an award this year from my job, but in my excitement, I forgot that I had been, uh, exaggerating my love life a little bit. Now my bosses expect me to show up with a gorgeous woman to the formal awards banquet."

"Well, " I replied. "That must be why you're here, scoping out women. Trying to find a date? "

"You got it. I'll be humiliated and probably have to quit if I can't score a hottie."

An idea struck me.

"Would you like me to help you out? " I inquired.

The look on his face was one of immense relief.

"Oh man, you don't know how much you'd be helping me if you did that." He said, sighing, "I'll even pay you for it, this award comes with a big bonus and it's likely I'll get promoted, so I can really make it up to you. How much would you want for helping me? "

As he asked this, he pulled out a large wad of cash. "Would 800 be enough?"

I had to restrain myself from sounding too enthusiastic "For that, I can guarantee you a date."

"Dude, you're awesome! " Lance was almost beaming "Tell you what, there's another 500 in it for you if it goes well."

"Great, when is the party?" I asked

"It's tomorrow night at 7 at the Swank's Hotel. So, it would be best if my date could arrive at my house or somewhere close at 6 at the latest, so we can get a story established." He replied, putting the wad of cash in my hand. "I'm so glad I ran into you. Do you need me to do anything else, like stick around while you find a woman here?"

"I'm good." I said. "I have someone else in mind for your date. Go home, I'll text you later."

Lance then left, almost skipping.

It's a good thing I was already in a major store. I walked around finding almost everything I needed to get as I had decided that I would be Lance's date.

I picked up some makeup, including some standard red lipstick and white nail polish, and razors first since I was already near that section, and also some hair removal lotion.

I headed over to the women's clothing section and found a nice looking blue dress with a bit of a floral overlay that looked classy and like it would fit. Across the aisle, I then spotted some lingerie that worked with the dress, and it looked a lot like what the actress wore in that "Passion's flame" movie I found. A blue bustier/ corset and matching lacy boyshort panties. I also grabbed some stockings for my legs, just to help hide any hair I might miss.

Next, it was on to shoes, which was a bit of a challenge, as my feet aren't exactly female sized. The rest of my five foot nine inch 135 lbs frame was easy, but my size 8 feet were a challenge as most of the prettier shoes only went up to what would be a 7. Hitting this roadblock got me thinking about what else I might might be able to get stuck trying to pull off. I ran my fingers through my hair and realized, my hair was short. Then I remembered they had costume wigs at the local novelty store. They also had 'formal' sneakers in a variety of colors.

This revelation got me running through a checklist in my head of everything I would need:

Dress, check

Lingerie, check

Makeup, check,

Hair removal, check

Perfume, ah! So I went through the store and found a nice smelling fragrance and went with that.

With the event stuff list done, I went and grabbed the rest of my shopping that I was originally in the store for, checked out and drove over to the novelty shop.

They had the shoes I was looking for, and in my size, dressy sneakers with a hint of blue to match the dress (and lingerie!) I got. Perusing the store for the wigs, I happened across a cute little matching earring (clip- on, thank goodness) and pendant set that went with the outfit. Finally finding the wigs, I found two of them that I couldn't decide on. One was a fun blue bob style and the other was in a similar style to the way that actress had her hair done in the movie that started this whole thing.

I got both.

By the time I got home, I was starving, so I made myself a quick dinner and pulled out my laptop. While eating, I searched up some basic makeup tutorials so I wouldn't look so bad my first time as a woman. After watching a couple, I went into the bathroom and started to get ready got tomorrow evening. I began by shaving my face and neck. Then, I realized I needed to keep going and stripped naked. The excitement got me almost hard as I applied my shave lotion across my chest, down my torso, and under my arms. I then started on my legs, and that got me up to full hardness as I dragged that razor up my inner thighs close to my pulsing cock. Looking down at my mostly hairless body, I decided to go for broke and shaved around my excited dick and it was hard, pardon the pun, to not fully just crank one off. I didn't want to go there just yet. After shaving, I hopped into the shower to clean myself off and apply the hair removal lotion, just in case I missed any spots and to also remove any hair from the parts I can't see without multiple mirrors. By the time I was done showering, my mast had finally gone down.

My newly smooth body was intoxicating, I almost couldn't stop running my hands all over myself as I was checking for any hair that might have been missed. Strangely enough, even though I was getting aroused again, I wasn't getting too hard.

Now that I was satisfied I hadn't missed a spot, I brought a chair into the bathroom and sat down in front of the mirror to get started practicing my makeup. It only took me a couple of tries to get it right, thanks to those tutorials I had watched earlier. Once it was right, I put the outfit on, starting with the stockings. They felt really nice against my now shaven legs. Next came the panties, which were a bit on the tight side, but better tight than not, so I could tuck my male parts underneath to not give anything away. The bustier required a little sucking in to get on, but it fit really well and even gave me a bit of lift, not much, but some cleavage.

I spun around in front of the mirror admiring my girlish figure and sexy outfit before putting the dress on. Pulling it up to get on was a new experience, as I had to do a little jump and my chest bounced in the bustier. A sly smile came across my painted lips knowing how damn hot that would have been to see from an outside perspective.

Now that I had the outfit on, I had to decide which wig to wear. The blue one excited me more so I decided to try that one first. It looked really cute and hot, making my dress color really pop, and I'm sure it would do the same for my lingerie. Next, after carefully removing the blue and setting it down neatly, I slipped on the long, brown wig.

In a word, I was stunning. I looked like a dead ringer for the actress from "Passion's flame". My decision for the following night was made. The blue was really cute, but in order to make Lance look good, I figured it would be best to not push farther than I already was.

I carefully remove the wig, makeup and clothes to set them aside for tomorrow night. The thrill of dressing up fully was starting to wear on me after working and shopping, so I decided to go to bed, nude. Slipping under the covers, I noted I should get softer sheets later if I were to keep myself this feminine.

The next day, I awoke to a couple of texts from Lance, obviously nervous about my finding a date for him.

"Your date will be at your place at 6" was all I replied.

A string of thank yous followed and I couldn't help but laugh.

"Lance is going to be so surprised! " I said out loud to myself with a slight chuckle.

I gasped, realizing I hadn't worked on my voice yet. So, I got up, threw on my robe, grabbed some tea and breakfast while searching up techniques for changing my voice to sound more feminine. I practiced for hours, listening to recordings of myself even just to make sure I sounded right.

Six o'clock was rapidly approaching, so I got the outfit, perfume, and makeup on, looking absolutely gorgeous in my own opinion, just like that actress. I drove over to Lance's place being sure to be early, since I figured it might take some convincing once he knew. Gathering up my courage and my new purse, I went up to his door and rang the bell. He answered the door and smiled at seeing me "Come in, you must be my date. " His not recognizing me at first put the biggest smile on my face. "As you know, I'm Lance. What's your name, beautiful?"

I couldn't help but grin widely as him not recognizing me right away meant I had done a good job of looking like a woman. "Jordan" was all I could say, fearing what might come out if I tried to say more.

He replied, "Well, isn't that a coincidence?"

I giggled a little as my ruse had been successful and said "No, it's not. It's me" and looked at him hopefully.

My heart was in my throat for what seemed like forever as a look of realization dawned upon his face. "Oh, man! You look so hot!!" He shouted as a feeling of relief began to wash over me.

"So, you're not mad it's me? " I asked.

"Not when you look that good." He answered.

So, we talked about it for a bit. We got a bit of a backstory agreed on. I noticed his eyes wandering all over me, and I think a slight growth in his pants while we put together both why I did this, and what we would tell people about our 'relationship'. And then he told me about the party with this big piece of info.

"When we're there, you'll see a big arch with a bell on the top that we call the 'kissing bell'. It's like our own version of mistletoe. So, we're going to be expected to kiss there..."

He trailed off a bit, gulped and continued " we have a few minutes, so if we can practice a bit so we're not awkward, I think that would be a good idea."

It was his turn to look hopeful, which was kinda cute.

"I agree" I said as I scooted closer to him on the couch. His smile of relief hit me hard with how handsome I hadn't really appreciated he was until he now leaned in close and softly put his lips on mine.

We started just with lip touching and he waited until I moved my lips apart slightly. With that signal, he took control and began kissing me with passion. Being forceful yet gentle and flicking his tongue across my mouth until I opened and accepted it into my mouth. The experience was strange and exciting as I was not used to being the more passive person in a kiss. He wrapped his one arm around me, pulling me closer into him. I reached up and gently put my hand on his chest. Lance stopped at this and it caused my hand to fall into his lap, where I caught a feel of his rock hard member and without thinking, curled my hand around it slightly.

He rolled his head back in ecstacy and in doing so, glanced at the clock and suddenly said "Oh, shit, we gotta get going or we'll be late!"

We hurriedly got out of his house and into his car, I touched up my makeup and lipstick in the car, which seemed to excite Lance a little, as he swerved the car a bit while watching me work my lips.

Arriving at the party just in time, Lance took my arm and led me in. I looked around the room and there it was: the kissing bell that Lance had warned me about, right in the middle of the room, already being used by a couple who were in a deep kiss. Lance led me to a table off to one side of the well-decorated ballroom and sat us both down.

"No kissing bell fun?" I teased.

"Oh, we'll get there," he said, smiling wide "but, I'm really hungry and wanted to get us some food. Plus I need to show up some guys with how hot my date is, first."

He dutifully fetched me the food I wanted while getting some for himself, trailed by three guys, all good looking in different ways.

"Jordan, this is John, Chad and Kevin. Guys, this is my date, Jordan."

They each gave a small wave and I returned the gesture, making sure to be as feminine as possible.

"Have you shown her the bell yet?" Said the tall, thin guy "Not yet, Chad. We wanted to eat first, then have fun." replied Lance.

The men walked away and Lance sat down next to me, leaning in for a quick peck of a kiss since the short friend of his was still looking, which I happily gave him.

The food was decent, and I tried to eat as daintily as possible. My date couldn't seem to help his eyes from wandering to my chest. I couldn't help but think I was turning him on. After we finished eating, my suspicions were confirmed when he stood up and tried to surreptitiously adjust himself. He took my hand and slowly led me across the room to the arch. In my chest, my heart was pounding, anticipating what was coming. All of a sudden, Lance pulled me into his arms and kissed me deeply like he did back on his couch. His tongue and mine dancing together like flames. It was little more aggressive this time, but I suspect that was for show. That kiss was an amazing, passionate kiss that I couldn't tell you how long it lasted, but he had the biggest smile when he pulled away. His groin, however, was still pressed against me, and it was a very firm press, too.

Lance looked over to where his coworkers were standing, and they gave him a thumbs up or raised glass. One of them looked at his watch, made a face of surprise and briskly strolled across the room to the podium set up there.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. " he began. "As you may know my name is John, and I am the CEO and chairman making it my responsibility and pleasure to tell you that it is now time to do the award ceremony for tonight."

The awards went on for a little bit. I wasn't really paying attention as I was watching Lance and his excitement about his upcoming award. He looked cute enough to kiss but I didn't want to potentially embarrass him by giving him a tent in his pants before he walked across the stage to accept his award. Well, I kind of did but I also wanted him to look good, which is the entire reason I was there.

" And finally, our award for consultant of the year!" John announced. " along with a cash prize of $10,000 goes to..."

Of course, it was Lance.

Lance gave me one more quick peck before he went on stage to accept his award. On his way back he got high-fives from John and the other two guys who came over earlier.

"Congratulations!" I told him as he returned. He leaned in and kissed me softly on the lips. "Thanks, " he replied "since that was the last award, do you want to stay here and dance to some obnoxiously loud music, or do you want to get out of here?"

Never being a fan of having ringing ears the next morning, I opted to leave. When we got to his car, I asked what he was going to do with his prize money.

"First, I'm going to honor our deal and pay you for making this an amazing night, and making my boss and coworkers jealous, and then, I plan on having a little bit of fun with some of it. Vacations, new things to play with, you know..."