Revelation Ch 01

Revelation Ch 01

It was a warm morning as I get ready for work. As a contract graphic designer, I got to work from home and only needed to go to visit clients at their offices on rare occasions. I attached my huge G-cup sized boobs to my chest. They were self-adhering so no bother with messy glues. Even so, I hooked my pretty red bra around my back and carefully adjusted my "girls" to give me a nice, deep cleavage. The demi-cups supported me from beneath and left the red, cherry sized nips exposed.

I stepped into my matching, French-cut thong panties that wore high on my waist and drove the back slat up into my crack. The front cradled my tucked soft three inches and small ball sack very nicely. Behind, was a big red bow on the waist band with its six-inch long tails dangling and tickled my bum.

I did some light make-up; just some liner and shade to accentuate my naturally long eye lashes. A light pink shade of lippy and liner made my lips look cock-sucking pouty. Then I kicked off my mules and stepped into a pair of CFM stilettos. The open-toe heels were about five skinny inches tall with a small half inch platform that made them very comfortable to walk in; at least for me. As I buckled the side straps, I smiled as I remembered my first set of high heels. Many of the stories I've read from other writers said how difficult it was to get use to balancing and walking in them at first.

My first were strappy, five-inch, open-toe, skinny stilettos. After putting them on, I carefully stood up. I had no problems with balance and carefully took my first steps. No twist of ankles or shaky balance, I quickly adapted to them as if I were born with them on.

My heel clicked loudly on the hardwood floors and on to the tiles of the kitchen. I made myself a latte while my PC booted up. By 8 o'clock, I was behind my desk and working away.

One of my current contract was for a boutique lingerie shop. The owner Ms. Toni B., attempted to create her own website but it wasn't designed well with dead links and poor layouts. I asked for and received a number of items so I could get a better feel for her wares. In fact, the bra and panties I current were wearing were from her shop.

Ms. Toni only had a couple shots with her lingerie modeled by models, but the cost was too dear. And so of course I modeled and took photos of myself in many of her outfits. With AI, I could easily alter the photos. My hairless, 35-24-34, feminine-ish body with my fake G-cup boobs provided a great frame that I could manipulate and provide very nice picture. My tight, round girly bum and nicely proportioned legs looked very nice whenever I wore stocking and garters. Ms. Toni seemed to be very pleased with the samples I showed her. Just FYI, I also have a bigger pair of K-cup boobs but that was over the top for these pics.

I took a number of photos and downloaded them into my computer. The ones I altered made me look five-ten vs the five-four height I really was in stocking feet. I changed the length and colour of my longish black hair to a more red-brown to contrast the lingerie a bit better. I was satisfied with the results and loaded them to a cloud to share with Ms. Toni.

"Knock! Knock!" Someone was rapping on my door. I peeked at the camera and saw it was my neighbour from across the hall. Jennifer was a 45 year old MILF with two kids. She separated from her husband a number of years ago and shared custody with an older son and younger eighteen year old daughter. "Knock! Knock! Knock!"

She knew I would be at home so I couldn't ignore her. I quickly kicked off my heels and carefully pulled off my boobs before pulling over some loose fitting sweats before opening the door. There was no time for me to wipe away my make-up. Hopefully it was subdued enough she wouldn't notice. "Hi Jenn! Sorry I was in the bathroom when you knocked."

"Uh! Oh hi, Romy." The surprised look on her face told me she noticed my make-up. The five foot-ten, brunette recovered quickly. She showed me a wrapped left hand. "I've got a favour to ask. I need some help getting a bulky box down from my closet shelf. It was just too heavy for me to lift with this."

"Er... Sure!" I automatically responded. "What happened to your hand?"

Even though I often dressed in women's lingerie, I was very attracted to Jennifer. She was a natural beauty needing very little if any make-up and kept her 36C-26-37 body in shape. I could only imaging her long legs wrapped in stockings held up with garters.

"Stupid. I was lifting some free weights and it fell and twisted my wrist. So..." She nodded to her left hand. "At least it's not broken. Thanks for helping me, Romy."

Romy was my shortened name. Short for Gerome. During my training as a graphic artist, I took many trips to Rome as well as Paris and Vienna. One of the other students I was with in Rome, thought it was funny and just started calling me Romy. It just stuck and I kind of like it with my female personae.

It wasn't the first time I had been to her apartment but it was the first time I was in her bedroom. It wasn't as feminine as I would have thought it would be. Very plain with few trinkets around. A mirrored dresser and chest of drawers. A queen sized bed not made up very well. I guess she noticed me notice. "Sorry about the messy bed. With this hand, I couldn't do it properly. Anyways, the box is that one in the closet."

There was a chair to step up on and with my short height, I had to stretch high to pull down the box. As I reached high, the chair teetered slightly and Jenn caught me at the waist to help balance me. I took hold of the box. It was bulky but not overly heavy and I guess with a bum wrist, it would have been difficult to manage. I turned and to hand it over to Jenn. There was a wry grin on her face as she took the box. She winced. I quickly jumped down and took the box back. "Where would you like me to put it down?"

After setting it down, I asked if there was anything else. She said still smirking. "Come over for a drink afterward. The kids are with their dad and I'll be alone for dinner. Just kind of a thanks for your help today. Just pizza since I can't cook with this stupid thing."

"Sure. That would be great. I was wondering what I should have for dinner and really didn't feel like cooking anything." I smiled back. "Anything else? Otherwise, I need to get back."

"Mmm... no. Not right now!" Jenn mused. "Oh and don't bother changing."

I checked for mail and found only another package from Ms. Toni. A couple of girls from another apartment where checking as well. As I turned, I heard some stifled chuckles. Back in my apartment, I opened it up and found a couple of more bras, cammies, bra and panty sets with matching garters and a note. "Please add these to the website with the appropriate details included."

Of course I needed to try them on to get a proper feel for them. I brought them all to my bedroom and laid them out. As I turned, I spotted my reflection in the mirror. It was then I noticed the bow tails on the panties I had on were flipped outside of my sweat pants. I panicked. "Shit! Were they out when I was at Jenn's? Did she see them? Oh my god! And those girls!"

She hadn't said anything. Maybe she didn't see anything. I was still trying to catch my breath as I stripped off my sweats. My small, uncut cock was now a hard five inches and sticking out a leg hole of my thong. A drip of pre-cum drooled on my thigh. "Was the thought of getting caught making me excited?"

I repositioned my breast forms onto my chest and hooked around the perfectly fitting, Champaign coloured, satin bra. I tucked myself under with a small micro-thong so not to stain the front of the matching satin tap pants with my excited, leaking dick.

There were a couple of garter. One was more of a girdle type that would be wore over panties while the other was a belt that would match the outfit. I fished the thick straps under and through the leg holes before rolling on some ultra-shiny greyish stockings. The garter had ten straps; five for each side. Two in the front, two in the back and one on the side.

I loved wearing garters with stockings especially when the straps were taut against my bare skin. Stockings made my legs look great. And when I slipped on my heels...

I posed for a number of pictures with some of the sexier looking items but didn't bother trying on some of the more plain looking things and just took shots of them instead. As I uploaded them and started updating the website, there was knocking at the front door. Again, the door camera showed me it was Jenn. Again, I quickly pulled off my forms and covered up with my sweats before answering. This time I made sure everything was covered up by my sweat pants.

"Hey! Pizza is here. Come over now before it gets cold." Jenn beckoned. When I indicated I'd be there in a minute, Jenn insisted. "I told you no need to change. Come now!"

It was very commanding and I felt I had little choice since she waited for be to follow. Beneath my sweats, I still wore the last outfit I posed in. A matched set of pastel pink bra and thong panties. Similar to the ones this morning, this thong also had a big bow in the back with extra-long tails that tickled the backs of my thighs. But this time I was also wearing the matching ten strap garter belt with coral coloured, opaque stocking so at least they looked like normal socks... well almost normal.

Plates were set and wine already poured. Jennifer opened the box and the waft of fragment steam smelled delicious. Jenn smiled and said. "I hope you like Canadiana pizza! It has the best toppings in my opinion."

She was right of course but I always add anchovies on mine.

Everything was great. The wine flowed and my glass was always full. My head was getting a fuzzy feeling. I assumed it was a buzz from the drink. Embarrassed, I excused myself from the table and plopped down onto her chesterfield. Immediately, strange visions danced in my head. Wild shapes and pastel colours flooded my mind. My body began writhe around trying to alleviate the aches I was experiencing. Then slowly everything subsided. My mind cleared as I shook my head. There was a familiar tightness around my chest. My bra was cutting into me. When I looked down, I saw two huge mounds pushing out from under my top. When I grabbed them, I gasped. "What the...?"

Jennifer looked at me smirking. When I fluttered my eyes, I noticed that when looking at her, I was looking through my eye lashes. They were much longer and thicker than my normal lashes were. My lips felt engorged and pouty. "Oh, Romy. Now you look like the girl you should be. In case you're wondering, I slipped some X-Change into your wine. I saw some tails from your panties before and when I steadied you on the chair, I could see you were wearing a bra. I know you're wearing some girlie lingerie underneath now. I can see the outlines. Take off your sweats and show me."

The last sentence didn't sound like a request. I pulled my top up over my head and looked directly at my boobs. They were huge. Much bigger than my G-cup forms. I could only estimate they were K-cup? My bra strained to hold them. Then I let my pants drop around my feet. The bulge I would normally have inside my panties was missing. I reached between my legs and my finger touched something. I suddenly doubled over as I seemed to experience an orgasm. I looked up at Jennifer.

"Wow, you look great. My ex liked to dress up and I like when he did it too. When we discovered X-Change, that brought in a new level and sex became ultra-hot. I loved having him as my girlfriend." Jennifer related. "But then he found another and I couldn't stand for that so we split."

I looked at myself in a hallway mirror. I was the same height but my feminine features were more accentuated. Aside from my bigger boobs, my waists seemed slimmer and my hips rounder. And my butt. My butt was tight and round and very firm; you could bounce coins off if it.

"The X-Change we ordered are custom designed. We loved huge titties which is why yours are so big but the rest of you. That's all you." Jennifer wrapped her arms around my from behind.

As she hugged me, she rubbed herself against my ass. It wasn't smooth or flat as I expected. It seemed kind of lumpy. She allowed me to reach around and feel her crotch. My mouth gaped as I palmed what seemed to be a cock. From the outline, it was a pretty big cock. It ran down the inside of her thigh beneath her jeans.

"Oh, Romy! I see you found Rocky!" Jennifer whispered close into my ear. "Want to meet him?"

Without waiting for an answer, Jennifer released her hold. She pulled off her top and showed me her perfect 36C boobs supported by a black lace bra. Slowly she undid her jeans and shimmied out of them. My jaw dropped as she revealed her thick, ten-inch strap-on. It was very realistic looking and in fact even had foreskin. "You either close your mouth or I can fill it with something."

Involuntarily, I dropped to my knees. At five-ten and me only five-four, Jennifer lifted her meat and flopped it on the top of my head. Her heavy looking balls were to my eye level. She grabbed a hank of my hair and forced me to look up at her. With her other hand, she grabbed her dick and gently slapped my face with it. "Your mouth is still open. Nature abhors a vacuum so I'll fill it!"

Jennifer laid her knob on my tongue. My lips closed and surrounded her head as my tongue swirled around. She slowly rocked back and forth, feeding me more and more of her manhood. She didn't stop when she hit the back of my throat, only pushed it in more until it slide down my gullet. My lips were around her base.

I was so surprised how easily I swallowed it. Her tip was past where my Adam 's apple would have been so I wasn't able to breath. I tried to pull away a bit but Jennifer held me firmly with her hands on my head. I began to panic a bit. My eyes began to tear. I felt them roll down my cheeks. I looked up at Jennifer and pleaded for release. She held me there for a few more seconds before pulling out. "My my, Romy. What a good cock sucker you are. Even my Ex was only able to take about a couple of inches the first time. After practice, he was able to take a little more than half of Rocky before he left."

In as much as Jennifer abused my throat, I wanted it more. I opened my mouth and took her wet, slimy cock back in. I held on to her thighs as I bobbed my head back and forth while I made sure to hold my lips around her base each time. I guess with her being much taller, the slight downward angle made it easier.

Jennifer and I retreated to her bedroom. I laid back on the bed and spread my legs. Jennifer dove between and started eating me through my panties. After my first orgasm, she removed my thong and attacked my cunt directly. I'm not sure but I think I came four or five times by the time she was done.

Jennifer stood up and laid her undershaft on top of my juicy slit. She rocked back and forth to lubricate her length. With my legs up on her shoulders, she moved her tip onto my lips. My eyes widened in anticipation and a bit of fear. That thing was massive. Would it fit? Of course it did. Jennifer slowly pushed her knob forward. I was rapidly panting as it slowly stretched me. When she popped inside of me, I came. "Uuuhhh...!"

She pushed in a bit more and a bit more. Inside my tummy, I felt a bump. Something blocked her advance. She looked down at me and while I didn't understand, I bared down. Jenn pushed a bit more until "pop" the barrier gave way. "Oh my god! I was a virgin!"

Once Jennifer was all the way inside of me, her motion became consistent. She pulled almost all the way out then pushed it all the way in. I swear I could feel it in my throat. She continued to fuck me. Each time I came, she fucked me harder and harder until I could take anymore and became a gelatinous mess. My body flopped around like an old rag doll.

I just laid there with no strength to move. Jennifer removed her harness and straddled my head. Grinded her hips and mashed herself into my mouth, her soaked pussy coated my face. She leaned forward and pressed her clit against my nose. And while I really couldn't see her, Jennifer moaned and groaned loudly. Her breathing became heavy and rapid, I knew she was close. It was then I realized I could not breathe with her covering my mouth and nose. When she shoved her hips hard into me, she screamed in climax. "Fuck! Yes...! Fuck! Oh god fuck...!"

Finally done, Jennifer rolled off of me and allowed me to gasp for air.