Thank you to those of you sticking with the story. There is still a lot more to happen to our characters as their lives transform. Like the last chapter this one builds out the story ready for the next phase of their lives, but it does have a mystical story within a story embedded in it.
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Chapter 15: Fashionista
Sunday morning, just a little too bright and early, Chris got up and got ready, applying fake tan as instructed and making his make up a little bit heavier than usual with items recommended by Lynn that would work much better under flash and studio lighting. Chris had been a bit puzzled, but Lynn had explained that makeup was designed to work in certain types of light and if you used the wrong ones, especially foundation, you could end up looking like a shiny plastic orange. After checking over each other’s work, and applying some final touches, they jumped in the car and headed off to the club wearing the drabbest of clothes.
Belinda welcomed them with a selection of pastries, coffee, tea and orange juice which she had just finished laying out which was a really nice touch as they had not had time to grab any breakfast before they left. Jason and Aaron were already there and had commandeered the club office and a section of the bar for their purposes. In the middle of the dance floor was the ‘changing room’ with two mobile clothes rails shouting out “look at me,” their colours vibrant even through the various layers of clear plastic wrap. Next to two chairs was a foldable table, its surface littered with expensive looking cardboard boxes, some already open and with tempting pieces of lace and silk poking out through the tops.
“Boys, come and meet your models,” Belinda shrieked, her voice echoing eerily around the empty night club. “Mmm, let me go put a playlist on, I hate the sound of emptiness,” she mumbled and went off to the DJ booth.
Jason and Aaron appeared smiling. It was all going well. They had set everything up and the test shots had come out perfectly. Aaron looked amazing in a tuxedo and white bow tie.
As they eat, Jason explained that they would do his shots first up at the bar and he expected that to take about an hour and a half, then they would go down to the office and get some pictures done for Aaron. He expected everything to be finished by about 3pm, but only if they get a move on. He brought over two of the unopened boxes from the table, one with a big “L” drawn on the side and the other with a “C.”
“So girls, ready to roll?” he smiled, “these are your first items. Aaron and Belinda, can you help them get ready I need to do a few more test shots, oh, and use those stockings in the grey and pink boxes, er, and those gold sandals, the sizes should be obvious!”
Chrissy and Lynn slipped off their sneakers, jeans and tee shirts followed by their bra’s and panties as Belinda and Aaron helped them. Lynn had cleverly taped some relatively large “Chicken Fillets” under Chrissy’s own breasts to bulk them out and give him a small but realistic cleavage without the risk of any tape or silicone showing. It should have seemed strange standing naked on the dance floor, but they were so focussed, and so used to being naked, that it didn’t at all.
Belinda knelt and held out the gold silk suspender belt fixing it around Chrissy’s waist. As she held onto her shoulders she rolled up the stockings which were a high quality glossy dark tan with brown lace top and attached them to the suspender belt, making sure that they were attached perfectly symmetrically and adjusted to exactly the right tension and length. She commented on the sheer quality of the clasps which would certainly not be popping loose!
Aaron followed Belinda’s lead and did the same to Lynn who found it particularly erotic to have a guy with his face right in front of her naked pussy rolling stockings onto her legs. When he had finished and done the final adjustments, he looked up to ask if it was all OK, but instead of replying she used her hands which were still on his shoulders to push his face against her and let out a slow “Mmmmmmmmmm,” as Aaron placed a few delicate kisses around her nether lips and flicked his tongue across her clitoris.
“Now now,” Belinda said, “let’s not get distracted, this is a fashion shoot, not a porn shoot.” Unfortunately Chrissy had already been distracted and the whole experience was proving rather to much for him too.
“Oh my God!” Sighed Belinda, “what a pair of bloody amateurs.” Well we’ll have to fix this I suppose if we aren’t going to be here all day,” and as soon as she had uttered the last word, she took Chrissy into her mouth and began to suck her off with a real sense of urgency, tickling her balls with her finger nails as she did so. Lynn pressed Aaron harder against her, his tongue working overtime to bring her to climax, while a finger he had inserted rubbed her g-spot in a firm slow circular motion. Less than five minutes later the two would-be models were relieved and cleaning up with some wet-wipes.
“Right, now that’s over, let’s get the rest of this gear on,” Belinda ordered, licking the cum from her lips as she held up a golden silk camisole with brown lace trim and matching thong.
Lynn and Chris slipped into the luxury lingerie and the sandals and Belinda took a good look over them.
“Chrissy darling, the thong is lovely, but I am sorry, we will have to apply a bit of tape down there just to stop things slipping into view during the shoot.” She gently taped his hairless balls and cock cleverly so that they would not slip out from behind the thong and then got him to do a few stretches and poses, adjusting things until she was satisfied.
On cue, Jason appeared and asked if they were ready. They most certainly were!
“OK girls, now in this shoot you are relaxing on these bar stools chatting, flirting and having a drink, but the key thing is that you are doing this just like you were fully dressed, you are two confident girls who appreciate beautiful lingerie and the tag line is basically “lingerie so stylish it would be a crime to hide it.”
Jason had a fabulous eye for detail. He had moved a couple of large indoor plants next to the bar creating some foreground and had Aaron behind the bar with a golden cocktail shaker. Using the lighting rig he used blue and yellow lights to create an impression of shade and sun and with some clever shooting angles was able to transport them to a Mediterranean bar on a sultry summers day. The first shoot was over in about 20 minutes and Jason was delighted.
“OK, before you change, I just want to try one more thing, Aaron, uniform quickly please, girls, over by the pole.”
The bar area had a lap dancing pole right in the middle which sometimes was used professionally, but more often saw punters trying out a few moves to impress the boys, or indeed, the girls. Jason produced two pairs of handcuffs from somewhere and directed Lynn and Chris to put there arms either side of the pole so he could padlock them too it.
“OK girls? Now Lynn I want you kneeling on the floor, Chrissy, you are standing. Lynn I need your head in front of Chrissy’s groin. At that point Aaron appeared wearing an Italian Carabinieri uniform, extremely smart with all the lapels and detailing. He looked even dishier than he had done in the tuxedo!
“O.M.G.,” said Lynn, unable to hide her excitement!
“Looks cool doesn’t he,” said Jason not expecting a reply and keen to get the shot done. “So Lynn, you are looking up into his eyes while he holds this white baton under your chin. Chrissy, you are looking directly at Lynn’s eyes, but you have quite a tricky pose. Leverage the pole with your arm, a bit like in a pole dance, lean out slightly, then lift your right leg and hold your knee between his legs. Aaron, you lean into Chrissy’s leg, you know, like you’re rubbing off on her… so the tag here… you’ve been arrested, tied to the pole, but the police guy can’t take his eyes off you and you are playing up to it and seducing him. Just act it out… I need to get a few angles.”
Chrissy and Lynn absolutely loved the whole thing, it was so erotic in a classy and tasteful way and Jason was over the moon with the results, his excitement revealed by several “Yes, yes yes,” and “Wow girls, just wow!”
“OK girls, including you Aaron, ha ha,” don’t move, I just want to check out a few of these shots, just give me five minutes.
“Mmmm… Mmmm… Mmmm…,” said Lynn, as Jason and Belinda disappeared into the office. She reached forward with her hands and stroked the front of Aaron’s trousers, “You poor, poor boy, let mama take care of that.” The cuffs gave her just enough freedom to unzip Aaron and ease out his throbbing erection which she gently drew soothingly into her mouth. Meanwhile Chrissy pulled him in for a long deep and sexy kiss. The sexual build up meant Aaron was so pent up he lasted no time at all.
Jason meanwhile had viewed the photos on his PC to check the overall quality and effect and make sure he had a the best possible takes. He also took the opportunity to show Belinda how his spare camera worked and got her to take a few practice shots. It would be good if you could help out, he smiled. Belinda loved photography so was very keen.
“All good, let’s get back,” announced Jason and by the time they got back to the impromptu changing room Lynn was licking her lips, Aaron was adjusting his underwear and Chrissy needed to sort out her lipstick, but most of all they needed to be released from the pole.
“O.M.G., I am so sorry,” said Jason, undoing the cuffs, you should have shouted out and let me know! Somehow he was oblivious to what had obviously just taken place, but Belinda gave Lynn a knowing wink and smile!
The next shoot was a business meeting where Lynn and Chrissy were wearing a couple of skirt, blouse and jacket ensembles that just oozed sophistication and style. Chrissy’s was bottle green skirt and jacket with a bold orange fleur-de-lys pattern and a plain baby blue button up silk blouse. Lynn was wearing a pleated red skirt, with matching jacket and a cream ruffled blouse. Aaron was in a plain black suit and bright pink tie this time. Jason and Belinda buzzed around, Jason calling out instructions and Belinda getting some different angles which she felt worked really well.
The final shoot involved two delightful chiffon skater dresses. Lynn’s used a gradation of colour ranging from scarlet through orange to yellow and exploited the layering effect to create a mist of colours that gave the dress an outwardly simple and classic look, but with every movement the dress exploded into a ripple of iridescence. Chrissy’s was identical but the colour range was from navy blue to apple green. The dresses were so well made that they just seemed to float over Chrissy and Lynn’s bodies. With the choice of high gloss tights, and white stiletto court shoes the two girls looked like the most delicate of flowers. Jason positioned some lights behind them and asked them to sway as he took some shots to capture the best possible effect of the clever material.
“OK, absolutely amazing girls… that’s it… well… actually, can you do one last thing?”
“Sure honey,” said Lynn who actually did not want the whole experience to end… can I capture some 4K video of you dancing together, a Cha Cha Cha would be good, hey BB, can you put Sade’s Smooth Operator on?”
“Sure can maestro,” Belinda laughed, heading back to the DJ booth.
“OK, dance and I’ll just take video,” screamed Jason as the song began. He was clearly super keen on this piece.
Chrissy and Lynn danced carefully and rhythmically, the way the material danced and the colours in the dresses ebbed and flowed in time with the music as they swung backwards and forwards was spectacular. Jason circled around them videoing while Belinda took multiple stills, the camera’s burst mode working overtime. He got them to do the cha cha one more time and and then asked them to slow dance, which Lynn and Chrissy thoroughly enjoyed! As the music died down for the last time Jason put an arm over each of their shoulders gave them both a kiss on the cheek. “bellisimo, bellisimo,” he chimed in a sing-song voice!
It was now half past one so Belinda rang out for some Pizza’s as they decided to have a break before Aaron’s little experiment. Aaron was pleased that they were pausing as it gave him a bit more time to visualise exactly what he was after.
Over lunch they chatted about the amazing clothes and how good a photographer Jason was. Apparently he had studied photography as part of his fashion degree. Jason told Belinda that she could come to his shop anytime and pick out any dress she wanted as a gift for making everyone so welcome and her contribution to everything going so well. Naturally, he told Lynn and Chrissy, you get to keep the clothes you wore today! Belinda was naturally delighted, but being a business woman herself was a bit puzzled.
“Jason, I’m not prying or anything, but it does seem to me that you seem to be way more than the manager of a chain store, albeit very high end chain store, and you do seem to have carte-blanc to hand out the companies clothes… how does that all work, I’m not sure I understand.
“Ah my dear Belinda, as shrewd as you are beautiful! Please, all of you, it is time that I came clean, but first we do need to help out Aaron.”
There was a hushed silence. Was there something dodgy going on. What could it be that he needed to come clean on? Anyway, whatever it was it would have to wait!
It was time for Chrissy to adopt the part of “Transcender,” the beautiful and mysterious transsexual hero of Aaron’s graphic novel, but first she asked Aaron to provide a bit of background for the others. Aaron was happy to do so.
The basis of the novel was that a misogynist world series wrestler called Wayne Kerr, who had single handedly redefined the expression sexist pig, and avoided several quite serious rape charges with his clever lawyers had, on one fateful day, had his neck broken in a very angry and violent bout and become a paraplegic. Wealthy, desperate, and prepared to try anything for a cure, he visited a strangely androgynous Guru in India who had told him that he could heal him with a mysterious substance that had been passed to him by aliens when he had been abducted a few years back and had healed him. All he had to do was sign over half his wealth to the Guru. Not being completely naive he got a contract drawn up that made the transfer conditional on him being able to climb a climbing wall unaided after the treatment. Over the course of three weeks he was wrapped in bandages soaked in the mysterious substance that warmed his skin and made him perpetually tingle.
He was not able to move and had to be kept away from the light, so was cared for by a team of nurses which he employed directly as well as a bodyguard. Working for him, they would also make sure that he was OK and report anything unusual to the authorities. As the days went by the aroma of the substance began to influence his mind. He felt his anger leaving him, and he felt a love of humanity surging into his veins. As these spiritual feelings developed, so did the feelings return to his arms and legs and after a week he could make them twitch. His chest ached and his nipples became very sensitive. His ass felt perpetually warm, and when the nurses changed the bandages down there, there were new and erotic feelings from around his anus.
Two weeks into the treatment and his mind was full of goodness and wonder. He now deeply loved his nurses and wanted to care for them. Instead of deep male aggressive sexual frustration, he instead felt an overriding desire to be held, stroked and loved, but he was still under treatment and that was not possible. His body continued to react. The aches changed to new feelings, feelings of strength returning, but at the same time as his strength returned his body somehow felt softer and more serene.
As it got close to the end of the three weeks he could now move his legs and arms, but the bandages were attached to splints to prevent him moving too much and disturbing the treatment. He felt he could easily snap the splints, he was getting that strong, but he also felt a powerful need to obey the rules. He was so very calm, but he realised that this was largely because he no longer felt angry, no longer thought of sexual satisfaction as a brutish act of power, but just wanted to be loved and for everyone to be loving. His nurses were giving him that love.
When his bandages were finally removed, he was to remain naked and was not allowed to be in the light as his skin was still too sensitive, but he could at last explore his body. He could stand, but it hurt, and he could lift up a cup to his mouth awkwardly. It had worked, it truly was a miracle. Without the secondary effect of the cleansing of his mind he would have been more shocked that he now possessed large breasts, a very large penis, soft curvy thighs, a lovely flat belly and not a single hair below his eyes. Instead, he enjoyed feeling himself, at first wondering mainly about the length of his erection as he toyed with it, trying hard to close his fingers round it.
He began to explore the rest of his body and discover an almost divine relief and pleasure from touches to parts of his skin that hitherto he had always considered taboo. He loved his soft smooth skin. He loved playing with his breasts until the nipples were hard and then brushing them with his finger nails so that they sent shivers all the way to his penis and ass. And then there was his ass. As he explored it, and entered it, it opened up whole new feelings of satisfaction and completeness. The light was gradually restored and he came to see that apart from his impressive phallus, his body was in every other respect female. Not only that, but his perfectly toned skin was now a dusky brown and his eyes were dark and deep. His long jet black hair fell over his chest in soft waves and framed his beautiful face like a Bollywood princess.
On his final day of treatment the Guru came to see him. In the dim light, he seemed afraid as he explained that he should have made it clearer that there could be side effects of the treatment, but he need not have feared because the being before him was totally at ease with who she now was. She was no longer that sad and evil Wayne Kerr, the very thought of which disgusted her. She was a new loving and caring person for whom sexual pleasure was no longer an urgent brutish act, but a slow, gentle, sensual and loving experience.
As the Guru’s eyes adjusted to the dim lighting, he made out the features of an incredibly beautiful woman who was not at all angry, but seemed very content. Relieved, he moved over and hugged his patient who responded rather unexpectedly, and brushing the cheek of the Guru, kissed him on the lips with a gentle thankful kiss. She lifted the Guru’s hands and let them explore her firm and full breasts, then her enormous phallus, and before long they were on the bed as the patient eagerly explored a new found horde of sensual pleasures with her saviour.
As they lay together, exhausted from the most passionate of encounters, the patient asked the Guru about the treatment she had received and how he knew it would work. The Guru explained how as a weak cripple, but strong orator, he had built up a small following, and then one night he really had been abducted by aliens. The aliens used the solution on him, but for only what seemed like three days, and as a result he could walk properly and felt much stronger. However, it did seem to have made him more feminine as when he looked in the mirror he saw that an androgynous beauty had replaced the plain boy he had been before.
It had also endowed him an even greater sense of enlightenment and sexual freedom, but he wasn’t clear if that was a side effect of the solution or just because he felt so much more self-confident. The Aliens amused themselves with him in a very pleasurable way for what seemed like weeks before returning him to his hermit’s hut the very same evening he left. The next day, the discovery of his miraculous personal transformation endowed him with a cult status and renown.
So he knew the solution that he had kept would work, but not how long it would need, and that there was perhaps a chance that it would emasculate the subject a little, but he had never imagined this. As he looked into her eyes, he told his patient quite truthfully that she was the most beautiful creature he had ever set eyes on and said “I will call you Suhanisa Anand, for you are both enlightenment and joy.”
What the Guru did not know, was that this level of sensuality so soon after such an extensive treatment, with the neurons still reforming, would trigger a new force inside the patient, and as they kissed again Suhanisa’s new powers began to grow inside her. When he left, he gave her a beautiful Sari in yellow and black silk. Suhanisa slipped it on and just as it confirmed the treatment was over, it also confirmed that a whole new chapter in her life had begun.
Free to wander the compound, but still recovering, Suhanisa’s strength rapidly grew, but most amazing of all she began to notice that she could transfer her own thoughts to others. One afternoon she wandered into the kitchen of the private nursing wing and two of her nurses were having an argument and one was quite agitated. They stopped immediately on seeing her and looked very embarrassed. Suhanisa looked at the first nurse who was blushing profusely and stared deep into her eyes and simply thought “You are so very beautiful, you should make love to your friend, not fight her.” She noticed her facial expression change to one of calmness. She then looked the other nurse in the eyes: “You are so very beautiful, your friend loves you, you should let her know that you want her love.” Almost immediately the two nurses turned to each other and began hugging, kissing and crying with emotion as their pent-up feelings could finally be expressed.
Later that evening, when the nurses both came to check on Suranisa, she used her power to suggest that they needed to satisfy her, and consequently they had the most beautiful passionate encounter in Suhanisa’s room. The two girls had secretly coveted Suhanisa’s beautiful phallus while they bathed her, but were always professional. Now they were free.
One afternoon the grumpy gardener accidentally managed to spray her with water from the hose he was using on the garden, but instead of apologising he stared at her breasts and nipples clinging to the wet material of the Sari that had become almost transparent. Suhanisa was angry that this man was not apologising, defiling her with his eyes, and had potentially ruined her favourite and most symbolic Sari, the one the Guru had first given her. She was even more incensed that, as he stared at her chest, he was rubbing his crotch. She stared him in the eye: “Don’t you stare at me,” but the message was confused by her anger and holding his hands to his eyes he ran away, stumbling and falling as he went. She later found out that he had temporarily been blinded and was now OK, but she had learnt an important lesson about the strength of her power.
The day before she was to be discharged, she had been lying in bed watching television when she remembered it was time for the news. She was keen to find out what was going on in the real world after so long in her special private world. As she reached for the remote control, it was not by her bed, in fact it was nowhere to be seen. Frustrated she looked up at the TV to see if she could change channel on the set, but as she did so the channel changed. At first she was puzzled, then she found just by directing strong enough thoughts she could make the television change channel. The same powers that could affect peoples thoughts and bodies could also control electronic devices. The next day she left, feeling beautiful and empowered.
When a mysterious and beautiful woman successfully climbed the most challenging route at the Mumbai climbing wall in record time, the money was transferred to the Guru and Wayne Kerr disappeared forever. Suhanisa Anand, our heroine, Transcender, had been born. The Guru remained her friend and put her in touch with his legal firm who would help her build her new life. In India, anything is possible, and soon Suhanisa had inherited all the remaining money from Wayne’s estate.
She expressed a desire to go on a spiritual journey and the Guru, who was very much her best friend, found one of his disciples who took her along the Ganges where the calm waters, beautiful temples and jungle animals filled her with a sense of new worldliness. Then they travelled up high into the Himalaya where fresh air, snow covered peaks and mountain streams felt so refreshing after the oppressive heat of the delta. Money went a long way in India and with the Guru she had a small “palace” built in the foothills of the Himalaya where the climate was perfect. She filled it with women and men that had been sexually mistreated and needed a place to recover their dignity, self-worth and sexuality. As she discovered more about herself and the way men mistreated women, she discovered her vocation and began to travel the world using her powers to fight for the rights of women and, in some cases men, against the evils of toxic masculinity.
There was an embarrassing pause once he had finished before a big round of applause. To be fair it had been quite hard to keep up and their minds not only struggled with the amazing story line, but also still perplexed by what Jason was going to tell them. However, they were now completely au-fait with the story of Transcender and impressed by Aaron’s creativity.
“OK, down to business,” said Aaron, taking charge uncharacteristically.
“Chrissy, you need to put that lot on,” he said, pointing a pile of clothes, and Jason, as we agreed you are perfect to play Grynn so you need to put on that stuff there.
“But this is is absolutely frightful darling,” Jason winced, as he looked at the Pink Floyd T-shirt and baggy jeans.
“Yes, but that is what the story calls for, it’s not a fashion shoot!”
“Ha ha… fair enough,” Jason went over to the pile of clothes. “What’s this?,” he said, holding up a fine crotchless fishnet body suit and some silk French knickers.
“Well Jason, our anti-hero hates women because he really wants to be one, but is trapped by his own insecurities so that is what he wears under those geeky clothes!”
“”Nice one!, sounds like someone I know,” commented Jason, already in the process of getting naked, “although obviously I don’t hate women, I adore them!”
Chrissy was quite impressed with his outfit. Split crotch black satin panties, a fully ribbed corset with eight suspenders and some rather nice sheer fully fashioned black stockings that were extra long and went all the way up his legs. Lynn helped him lace up the corset and attach the stockings perfectly. The corset was cleverly designed to include extra padding to further emphasise the hips and chest by pushing flesh in the right direction. He then put on the leather mini skirt, white button-up blouse and some practical three inch heel ankle boots. Finally he put on the amazing wig that Aaron had brought. He brushed it out as Lynn adjusted his make up, deepening his eyes and emphasising the shadow and liner. Transcender at last, well he felt the part, but would have really loved the looks and superpowers!
They proceeded to the office where Aaron had also set up a few props which obviously included a laptop and a set of large storage devices he had constructed from some of Jason’s old stock boxes.
Aaron was rendered speechless when Chrissy walked in. It is amazing how much effect hair has on anyone’s appearance and Chrissy looked just as he imagined Suhanisa Anand would look. Her fake tan was just the right Bollywood shade, and Lynn’s make-up was perfection.
“Err, Umm, OK, Err Chrissy, I need you to stand here. Jason, over here. Chrissy, a bit presumptuous I know, but would you be prepared to take this tablet, it’s a Viagra derivative and will help with the scene.”
“Of course,” smiled Chrissy, who really enjoyed the sensation of being fully engorged!
Belinda snapped away as Aaron moved the two characters around and put them is various positions. One theme was the outline of Transcenders erection in her panties and the tablet really helped with that. When Aaron asked for it to be on display, Chrissy was relieved and loved the feeling of it hard and proud while the crotchless panties continued to caress his balls. Jason was now in the body suit and knickers and Aaron took several shots of him worshipping Chrissy’s cock in various positions.
In the last scene, Jason was bent over the desk in just his bodysuit with Chrissy behind him, a position he was quite used to. It was quite frustrating when all he got to feel was a slight brush of Chrissy’s rampant rod against his taint.
“OK, look almost done, but Chrissy, can you put on that Chiffon dress, I want to get some shots of Suhanisa in that, I’ve got a new story line in mind!”
Chrissy slipped on the dress and the sandals, his new curvy shape filling out the dress even better than before. Jason had slipped the knickers back and took a few shots before Aaron finally called time.
After they had tidied everything up, they gravitated back of the bar area where Jason promised his big reveal. They all sat round a table looking directly at Jason who took a few moments to compose himself.
“It’s simple really. The clue is in my name. I am Jas-son and the stores are called son-Jas.”
Lynn gasped.
“So you Sonja’s is yours, you own it!”
The other’s looked on in silence, still digesting the fact that the former unassuming manager of a clothes shop was actually the owner of one of the most up and coming retail outlets in the country.
“Yes, and I do most of the designs, like these today, with a lot of help of course.”
Belinda spoke.
“But you seem so normal, so down to earth, it’s…”
“So are you my dear. Delightful and down to earth. Being successful does not mean you have to be a pompous fool or a tyrant! In fact I count being down to earth as my greatest asset. I am who I am and I never wanted to be someone I wasn’t. I am a man who loves women’s clothes and who has had the good fortune to have been able to study a subject I loved and then be left some money so I could establish my own business, and then build it up. I guess it’s fair to say I feel so lucky to have been able to create my own little retail empire on the back of something I adore! My biggest regret… that I look absolutely shit in my clothes!
After a slight pause, they all laughed! Jason raised his arm to silence them. A gesture that perhaps would not have worked before, but did now.
“Now there is something else, something that I also need to tell you. I am a dreadful loner and have struggled with my sexuality for years. As a result I am neither married, nor do I have many friends. It has saddened me that many people treat me as a strange eccentric that needs to be tolerated, when all I have ever wanted is to be liked, and perhaps loved, for who I am. Over the last few months you four special people have given me a sense of belonging at long last and I count you all as my truest friends.”
Lynn began to weep, she couldn’t help it, when someone opened up their soul like that it really got to her. Jason continued.
“So my friends, there is one last thing you need to know. I have a hereditary heart condition and have been told by my doctor that I really need to take things a lot easier. A lot lot easier. It’s one of the reasons that I let accountants run the business and seemingly just manage a shop. But accountants are just that. They don’t understand clothes and how clothes can make you feel, they just look at the cost of the materials and which sweat-shop in the far-east if offering the best terms. So let me cut to the chase. You will all receive letters tomorrow giving you each a shares in Sonja’s. Chrissy and Aaron. You will get 20% each. Belinda and Lynn, you will get 5% each. Together you will have control of the company. I will retain 40% and the remaining 10% is for the employees. Since the current profits are around 20 million pounds a year and about half of that is paid as a dividend, then I’ll let you work out that yourselves that you will be very well off. In return, I ask just one thing. That you take your ownership seriously and drive this business forward. I will still design, but will be very much in the background, relaxing and watching your success.”
No one said anything. What could you say. This was unbelievable.
“I understand you are shocked, and maybe a little incredulous, but the letters will be with you tomorrow and with full details of my solicitors and what you need to do. I’ve also included various pieces of advice on training and other things about the company to make you feel more comfortable, but the key thing is that these wheels are already in motion. There is no turning back on my side. You are no longer just my very best friends, you are my partners and the owners of Sonja’s. In a couple of weeks I’ll take you all to head office and introduce you to the team.”
“Well, said Belinda, no wonder you were so generous with the clothes, looks like I’m actually buying my own present.”
“And I’m working for myself again,” laughed Aaron.
Jason laughed, and the others joined in. Belinda fetched some champagne and they all toasted Jason and his announcement, although to be fair, none of them really quite understood what it would mean to them, apart from Aaron, who realised that at long last he had been given the gift to be who he had always felt he should be. He gave Jason a hug, and tried to give him a kiss, a kiss which Jason gracefully accepted even though kissing was really his least favourite thing!
Belinda, who was ever practical, made a suggestion. “Let’s go up to my flat, it’s dreadfully cavernous down here, and we do need to properly celebrate this new partnership.”
“Agreed,” said Jason, “let’s all take some of these clothes with us… after all they are part of us too!”
“Seconded,” shouted Belinda, desperate to try on some of the amazing lingerie, and Aaron darling, DO NOT FORGET the Carabinieri uniform!.”
They had a great time, laughing, trying things on, saying what they liked and disliked, touching each other’s clothes and often each other. They all knew each other intimately and with such a high level of sensuality from the clothes it was inevitable that things would progress.
Chrissy and Lynn danced and made love in the sexy gold lingerie, while Belinda had wrapped herself in the blue and green chiffon dress and had found it a matter of relative ease to get uniformed Aaron to fuck her with both his batons. Having enjoyed that enormously, she suggested they swap outfits and Lynn helped them with their make-up. Aaron looked so beautiful it was hard to keep your eyes of him, but all attempts to give Belinda a more masculine face failed and so she gave up.
Having taken Aaron’s tablet Chrissy was not having any trouble standing to attention and when Aaron returned he pulled Chrissy up for a dance. They moved rhythmically together enjoying the slow music and feeling of the clothes. They nuzzled each others necks and kissed. Chrissy wrapped his arms around Aaron, and turned him round. Aaron reached behind to lift their dresses and soon felt the deep satisfaction of a rock hard cock entering him.
Belinda, for whom the uniform was a bit on the tight side, made a move for Lynn, and soon they were making out, hands and tongues exploring every crevice. And as for Jason, he already felt a huge weight off his shoulders and was happy to watch the red-light show, he found it all very relaxing just being among friends who were comfortable with who they were and completely non-judgmental.
Early next morning, Chrissy picked up the official looking letter which had been delivered by courier and was carefully reading it as she sat in a yellow and black kimono sipping green tea. It was just as Jason had said. All she and Lynn needed to do was go to the solicitor and sign an agreement that if they ever wanted to sell the shares, they must offer them to Jason first. Once that was done, then between them, they would have an annual income of over two million pounds and be running a company!
This was an opportunity to start life again. She was already mentally composing her resignation letter which she would hand in today.