Birthday Present Chapter 6

I could tell by looking that they were my size. I picked them up, got a pair of the anklets from the drawer and finished dressing. I looked in the mirror and saw a somewhat more masculine version of my earlier self. But even without makeup, I looked softer and more feminine than I should. The girls clothes helped to accentuate the fact.

I went back to the office. Donna was still engrossed in reading the e-mails. She had removed the dildo harness and it was laying on the floor. She looked so sexy in the dominatrix costume that I was momentarily taken aback.

"Donna," I said, "we have to talk."

She turned in the chair and when she saw me her eyes lit up.

"Oh Vickie. You look so comfortable. Let me get into something similar and I'll get something to eat fixed up."

"No. You don't understand. We need to talk about what is going on here."

I saw a troubled look pass over her face as she realized that I was upset.

"What's the matter, hon." she asked.

I pointed to the computer screen.

"All this has gone way too far, Donna. It was one thing when we had our own private little sex game going. But this is way overboard. Selling our activities on-line. Letting thousands view us in an extremely compromising situation. You don't know who was watching and recording that cam broadcast. Someone might possibly recognize me, even in drag, and try blackmail or who knows what else."

I saw a quick look of fear come onto her face.

"What is it? I asked, alarmed.

"Someone could possibly recognize you if the were logged on earlier today."

"What do you mean?"

"The whole day's activities were being cam cast, at your office and here. The whole transformation from Vic to Vickie. That's why there were so many viewers by this evening. It kept growing all day in size and the e-mails were pouring in. So many requested to see just what we did just now that I was persuaded to go along with it. I didn't even think that somebody local might be viewing. I just got caught up in the excitement that you were causing in your transformation to Miss Vickie under my control. I'm sorry Vic. I guess I really messed up."