Working My Way Through College Chapter 2

She hugged me around the legs, and rubbed her face into my panties, and said, "You're going to be so sexy when we're done".

That made me feel good. That and the way my smooth legs felt, now encased in the sheer stockings.

Next came the skirt and the blouse. When I put the blouse on, you could see the black bra I had on underneath. "Just a little bit slutty", Ellen grinned. She was really enjoying herself, and so was I. I really felt sexy.

She took me over to the vanity, and began applying makeup. Foundation, then blush, then eyeliner, lip gloss, the works. She was creating a masterpiece, and I was it. My face definitely looked feminine. She turned me around, so she could apply fake nails, and red polish that matched my lipstick. As it dried, she went to the closet, and brought out a red wig, and red strappy heels that matched my lips and nails, and also a matching red belt.

When all was done, she took me over to the full-length mirror so I could gaze at her creation. I was amazed at the difference. You could not tell that I wasn't a girl. A very sexy girl at that. The only thing missing were the boobs. Ellen took care of that. She brought out a pair of b-cup falsies, and had me unbutton my blouse, so she could insert them into my bra. DONE! I was now a fine looking slut, as Ellen told me.

"I'm going to name you Tiffany", she said. "You look so SWEET".

I was beaming with pride by now. We spent a few minutes practicing walking in the heels, and I caught on pretty quickly. Then quick turns to make the skirt move for me. I was having fun being a girl, and Ellen was having fun being one with me.

The doorbell rang. "Must be Dale, I'll get it, wait here", said Ellen.

I heard her open the door and say, "Come on in honey. Wait till you see. Sit down".

"Tiffany? Come here, baby", she called to me.

I gathered up my nerve, and walked into the living room, and stood in front of Dale, my weight shifted to one side. Dales eyes were all over me with lust. I felt so sexy right then. I could tell he wanted me. He held out his hand, and I placed mine in his. As he kissed the back of my hand, Ellen ran to the chair, and said, "I don't want to miss this"! Before she sat down, she hiked up her skirt, and dropped her panties on the floor.