A Friend in Need
Part 11. Christina the Parting

In this episode I am back to Christina's story, re-starting from after the attempted rape, through the parting. As far as Tony is concerned we will join him later.

Mother's day 2013

I had enjoyed a lovely day with my family and now my baby daughter was in bed and I was snuggled up to Clive my gorgeous husband, my mind once again drifted back to when I first inhabited this feminine body and the life that I loved so much.

November 2010

I checked myself in the mirror before going into the bar, the red dress fit me like a glove, the chiffon sleeves and bodice hid my bruises, I had managed to disguise most of my facial bruises with make up and those I couldn't hide my oversized tinted glasses did the job just fine.
I took a deep breath and told Tony I was ready, when we entered the bar it was full of the usual Friday crowd and very busy, I saw Jane and Keith and went over to them noticing that Jane gave Tony a glower, blaming him for me being there instead of resting.

While Tony got the drinks I chatted to the two of them and told Jane that Tony was as upset as she was; but it was my idea to come and show the world I will not be beaten, Jane gave me a hug and said she would forgive him – this time but he should be more forceful next time, Tony arrived just then and heard the end of Jane's speech He commented "I hope there's not a next time."

The evening passed pleasantly chatting and drinking one of the local mob came over and promised that when Jim goes to jail he will be sorted out for hurting one of his friends (me) I got a bit upset and made him promise not to hurt him as he was drunk and didn't really mean to do what he did.

He touched my arm and commented, "you know girl, you're too nice" then he walked away. Shortly afterwards a bottle of Champagne was sent over as an apology for upsetting me, I thanked him and told him it wasn't necessary but he insisted; so Jane and myself polished it off.

More wine kept arriving so by midnight I was a little bit drunk, Tony, bless his heart somehow managed to get me through the back and onto the settee where I tried to grab him and ravage his hunky body, but he easily avoided me and went back into the bar.

He came back a few moments later as I was trying to stand up; he told me that the girls would lock up as they would soon be finished, again I tried to stand but my legs wouldn't do what I wanted – it seems that in my new body I cannot hold my drink!

Tony picked me up easily and carried me upstairs, I remember telling him what I was going to do to his body when we got to bed - he just agreed with me.
I remember him laying me on the bed then NOTHING!!!!!

Next morning I came to with a pounding headache and my stomach didn't feel right – I had the mother of all hangovers!

As I laid there I realised I had my nightdress on, looking around the room from the bed I surmised that my clothes were cleared away – Tony must have done this; my heart melted for him, I looked at the clock and it was nearly eleven! I sat up quickly then wished I hadn't as the room started spinning.

Once the room had settled down I went to the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror expecting make up to be everywhere but no, I had no makeup on and from the feel of my skin I had been moisturised before bed – it was HIM again, how thoughtful.
I carried out my morning routine and went to get dressed and my make up done; for ease I selected a pair of jeans and a sloppy Joe pullover in a shade of pale blue, matching bra and thong and my usual 4" mules.

I went down and watched Tony for a while he turned round and saw me grinning he asked the stupid question "how do you feel" before I could answer Ann came through when she saw me she grinned and commented "a good night love" I glowered saying "I assume big mouth has told you all about it", she just grinned and left.

By then Tony had made me a mug of strong coffee, he told me that the place was ready for opening and he was going to do the first shift until Sue came in at three. I was about to argue when he told me that there was NO ARGUMENT which really suited me fine as I felt too ill to work.

The big lump asked me again how I felt and when I asked him what he thought I was feeling he just smiled and said he had no idea, which was strange as this body was his until a couple of days ago. "Liar" I snapped "you know exactly how I feel, why did you let me drinks as much?"

He looked at me and gently said, "would you have listened? Anyhow has it worked" I considered this, he was right I wouldn't have listened, so I went around the table put my arms around him and snuggled up to him "Yes I think its worked, I really think I've been cleansed and its all thanks to you.

Suddenly I wondered if I had behaved myself while I was drunk "Tony" I said in alarm "was I err did I err behave myself?" He shook his head solemnly "well apart from abusing the whole of the bar and doing a strip to show your bruises especially the ones on your boobs; as you put it, you were fine"
I groaned at this putting my head in my hands in shame blushing furiously "Oh god! I didn't, please tell me I didn't". I looked up and saw the bastard with a wide grin on his face, "you pig, you absolute pig" I screamed at him pummelling his chest, he was laughing like a drain and soon I was crying with laughter, it felt good to be snuggled in his arms I kissed him and thanked him, he looked puzzled so I enlightened him, for taking care of me, undressing me and the rest – and for not taking advantage of me in my drunken state.

He looked lovingly at me and told me that it was his pleasure and how did I know he had not taken advantage.
I looked at him in amazement he seemed to have forgotten about being a woman; my voice must have sounded amazed when I told him that my Tush did not need douching, had he forgotten how we women have to clean after sex.
To give him his due, he did look embarrassed and rapidly changed the subject asking me if I wanted anything to eat.

I refused and only took a couple of aspirins to try and ease my pounding head, thanks to Tony and the girls I had a very relaxing day, when Tony came through from working I sat cradled in his strong arms with him stroking and caressing me, slowly I came round and by eight that evening I went and got ready for work as Saturday night is a busy night.

The act of cleaning my whole body was wonderful and it brought me round, I wandered into the bedroom to decide what to wear and Tony was there getting changed "going out" I asked. "Nope" he responded "getting ready to keep you company" I smiled at his thoughtfulness. "You mean to keep an eye on me" I joked. He smiled lovingly at me "yes that as well".

He had finished dressing by the time I had decided what to wear (it's a lot, lot harder for a woman) anyhow I had decided on a black and white polka dot mini skirt, coupled with a satin draped neck ivory top with long chiffon sleeves, a pair of Brazilian tights, black patent peep toe shoes with a 4" heel and a 3" wide black patent belt; with my bruises makeup took a bit longer and I finished off with the lightly tinted sunglasses – I looked good and was happy with the results.

When I went down stairs Tony gave me a wolf-whistle, which made me feel good and we went through to the bar to start work.
It was early next morning when we went to bed, I felt quite tired but wanted to make love to my gorgeous hunk, but the bastard said as we went up stairs, "No sex tonight YOU need sleep"!

I tried every trick in a woman's armoury, I gave him both barrels of my big blue eyes staring at him like a puppy dog, I caressed him, pleaded with him, even started to undress him, so in a bit of a huff I went and got ready for bed, my final weapon was the most sexiest nightdress I owned, a white silk satin baby doll which fastened by bows down the front, reaching to just below my Tush my breasts were proud and prominent in this creation and the little frilly thong really made my pussy stand out, with my hair cascading over my shoulders and a touch of lipstick and perfume in strategic places I was sure he couldn’t resist me, I wiggled into the bedroom in high expectation, but I may as well have been wearing a sack because he only said one word "Sleep! “I was put out, but as we lay together he took me into his arms and I fell sound asleep!

The advantage of a good sleep in that I was awake before Tony, carefully I straddled him, making sure my pert booty was in the air in front of his eyes, then I started work on his limp shaft – determined it would not be limp for long!
As my fingers caressed him he rapidly grew in size and hardness soon his livid purple head tempted me so I kissed it and ran my tongue around it, I caressed his balls with my long fingernails feeling them twitch and tighten as I worked, kissing and licking his manhood was intense for me as I knew how much he enjoyed me doing this to him.

I felt his hand stroke the globe of my bottom, I moaned in pleasure and he started searching for my rosebud, squirming and moaning in pleasure he inserted his finger into my rosebud, sending me crazy – I wanted him inside me now, my Tush was moist in readiness AND I wanted him on top, I wanted to be dominated by him.

I stopped my ministrations and moved around so I could slip underneath him, he asked me if I was sure, all I did was nod so gently he positioned me on the satin sheets and moved between my waiting thighs, I reached between us and guided his red hot manhood into my warm waiting Tush.
As he slid into me the feeling was so basic it really shook me to my core, intense is not the word for it. Our lovemaking was slow, gentle, sensitive, intense and highly pleasurable, he gently brought me to multiple orgasms while by working my vaginal muscles I managed to bring him to two earth shattering climaxes but I couldn't manage the third for him as the curse of the woman's (or at least this woman) loss of co-ordination after multiple amazing orgasms struck me and my muscles wouldn't work as I wanted them to – by the end of our lovemaking I was a trembling wreck, my legs did not belong to me I was quivering every time a mini orgasm ran through my body, it took me ages to arrive back on planet earth from planet pleasure.

Thank the Good Lord that my life settled down after the first few traumatic days of being a woman, my life settled into that of a busy working woman, living with a gorgeous hunk for a few more weeks.

Many time's I thought about Tony and me, he was handsome, thoughtful, kind, gentle and stupendous in bed, so why oh why did I not see him as husband material? I wondered why if when she made the potions that changed us and made improvements during the change could (s)he not have put something into the potion that would make me, the new Christina love him, the new Tony, god alone knows the number of times I asked myself this question – but I never mentioned it to Tony.

Mid way through the week after the change my new dress arrived from Harrods, along with the shoes and matching handbag. The dress was so beautiful I had to try it on straight away, along with the shoes and try the handbag with the outfit, all I had to do now was a few sexy thongs and suitable tights and the girl was ready to party. To thank Tony I made special love to him and finally managed to tire him out!!!! One up for the Girls

As the time passed the bruises gradually faded, our relationship carried on in a very gentle manner, it was like discovering something brand new every time we made love, also I revelled in my girl on girl weekly love sessions with Jane after we had our hair or nails done, but I was mainly heterosexual as I adored being made love to by a man. I grew to really love the sexy feminine body I now inhabited, for now I now was a fully formed person, I was the end product of what I wanted to be a confident feminine sexy woman.

The time came for Jane and me to go to Manchester shopping, we had booked into a central hotel for the 3 days, this hotel had a high class club in the basement which was frequented by TV stars, pop stars, sportsmen and their WAGs (wives and girlfriends) and the like so we did feel quite ok going there especially as we both would look fabulous.

I packed for the weekend my special dresses were in garment carrier's everyday clothes in a case and my makeup and toiletries in a large vanity case. Tony shook his head in amazement. I mentioned that when he was a woman he used to travel in a similar manner! When the weekend finally arrived I was bruise free, I said goodbye to Tony the night before, making sure he would miss me while I was away; our sex was fulfilling and energetic, I kissed him every where it was possible to kiss a man – but for some reason I could not say those three little words that could have cemented our relationship.

The Saturday morning I dressed very carefully, stylish and subtly sexy, a tan silk blouse dark brown skinny jeans, brown ankle boots with a 4" heel and a short leather bikers jacket with my hair worn over my shoulders and my oversized tinted glasses if I said so myself I looked good. I didn't really need to wear the glasses as my bruises had completely gone, but I had found that they were a handy fashion accessory.

Alan the relief license holder arrived and met Tony, Al knew old Tony so they could chat away about him without him never knowing he was actually talking to the old Christina!
Tony carried my cases to my car (as mentioned earlier my Audi S6 was the love of my life, as I was a proper petrol head and could hold my end up in a conversation about cars and engines, horsepower, over steer, under steer and suspension which really surprised a lot of men!) I kissed him passionately – Tony not the car; anyhow my car was a girl! And told him to behave himself and I would really miss him, he grinned and commented, "miss me?
When you'll have Jane to enjoy – I think not". I was worried that I had hurt him and hastened to tell him that while I enjoyed my girl on girl loving I really loved being with a man, grinning he patted my bum telling me that he knew this and in case I had forgotten he used to be me, so I gave him another passionate kiss and got into Audrey (my name for the car as its similar to Audi).

I went and picked up Jane and Keith carried her cases he told the two of us "not to do anything he wouldn't do" we smiled sweetly and promised him, little did he know that we were going to do things to each other only girls can do.

As I drove to Manchester we talked about everything in the world as women do men, clothes, food, shopping all the important things.

The drive to the hotel took about 2 hours, we arrived at the hotel, unloaded out cases, well the porters unloaded them for us, the valet parking was great as all I had to do was give my keys and the next time I will see the car will be Tuesday morning all cleaned inside and out.

We checked in and were shown to our room, as when we booked, we specified a double room hoping it would be a large bed not two singles, we were not disappointed the bedroom contained a absolutely huge double bed, there was a walk in wardrobe en-suit bathroom and a sitting room, perfect for our 3 days. The porter couldn't take his eyes off Jane's pert butt she realized this and her customary wriggle was really exaggerated causing the poor man to nearly have a coronary.

We tipped him well and then went to hang up our clothes, next to the fridge where there were 6 bottles of our favorite Champagne; we open one and flopped down on the sofa toasting each other with a smile.

Jane came into my arms and we kissed, her soft lush lips feeling really nice, her soft cheeks caressed my peachy soft skin, two women kissing is so, so different the taste, the gentleness, the subtle eroticism of the kiss, we started to gently caress each other, running our fingers through our silky hair, gently caressing each others breasts with the expertise that women have, knowing exactly how and where to caress for maximum effect. Soon we both were breathing very heavily and I murmured to Jane that we should try the bed, we stood not breaking our hold on each other my Tush was deliciously moist with small orgasms, and I knew Jane's sweet pussy was in a similar state.

Once in the bedroom we stripped each other worshiping each others bodies with gentle stroking, kissing and nibbling soon we fell on the bed and Jane made her way down to my waiting Tush, I whispered to her that I wanted to taste her sweet pussy and she obligingly swung her legs around so I could taste her, as she kissed the inside of my thighs I shuddered and twitched, I did the same to her and she moaned, I licked my way up and then I tasted her wonderful juices my tongue pressed it way into her pussy, she let out a gasp as it found her clittie, I tongued and sucked her until she hit a shuddering orgasm, then she started doing the same to me with a mouth full of her glorious pussy I moaned and writhed as I started having orgasms, soon we were writhing and moaning in ecstasy as we both started having shuddering orgasms, finally we managed to stop pleasuring each other and started kissing and using out fingers to stimulate our gorgeous clitties bringing each other to crashing orgasms.

Finally we were totally spent we laid in each others arms gently stroking and caressing I stirred and said dreamily "What a wonderful start to our weekend" Jane smiled back at me saying "I'll drink to that ----- damn" she cursed "we let the champers in the other room, I'll go and get it".

She struggled to the side of the bed and made the discovery that her legs wouldn't do exactly as she wanted, as she tried to get them to work, I didn't help much as I was kissing up and down her spine. "Christina" she moaned, "if you want another drink please stop doing that!"

A good while later we had finished the bottle and decided to run the bath and have a good soak, luckily the bath was also large, so we could bathe together, as we gently sponged each other we planned the night, first a meal then to the night club, we dried each other and went into the sitting room stark naked, phoned for a table for eight thirty and confirmed it was ok to use the night club.

As it was already seven we started getting ready, Jane had a beautiful deep pink silk puff ball mini dress that clung to her perfect body, as it was strapless all she had on underneath was a pink thong and black patterned tights her shoes were black strappy sandals with 6" towering heels.

I wore the dress Tony bought me, the silver satin with crystal insets around the dress with feathers all around the hem, the dress was also strapless lined in real silk satin so soft and comfortable, the grippa tape held the dress snug to my breasts, the dress fit me like a glove and finished about 6" below my Tush, very short and very tight, underneath I wore a silver satin thong and black tights with silver sparkles in the pattern.
My shoes were black strappy velvet with 6" heels which also had crystals on the heels.
As we looked at each other in the double mirror Jane commented that the pair of us looked like a walking wet dream especially with our fuck me now heels.

Our makeup was sophisticated evening makeup designed to get us noticed and desired – not that we were interested in men! I slipped a wedding band and engagement ring on my finger (from my first marriage) to deter the wolves.

Both of our jewelry was understated letting our dresses do the talking we picked up our evening bags made sure we had everything we needed including out charge card for the room which was also our room key.

We went down to eat, as we arrived at the restaurant the feeling was amazing, men could not take their eyes off us, undressing us as we walked or rather wiggled due to our tight dresses, women also looked at us with hate or envy in their eyes.

The waiters were very attentive we were treated like princesses mainly due I assume to the way we looked, two sexy desirable women, this was a totally new feeling for me to experience, like sex; I had Christina's memories but until I had actually made love as a woman I had not actually felt the emotion making love causes, well it's a similar thing when being viewed as a feminine sexy woman, I had Christina's memories, but until you experience the different looks men and women give you, you just cannot understand the sensation.

Even though we were both slim we could eat for England as Jane husband Keith put it, we had smoked salmon, a consommé followed by chateaubriand finished off with a fruit sorbet.

We had wine of course and coffee so by eleven we were ready to go clubbing, naturally a trip to the powder room to make sure we were as perfect as we could be, then into the lift for the basement club, we shared the lift with two couples and a couple of single guys who really gave us the eye, when we arrived in the club we were allowed straight in as were the couples but the guys had to wait a while, which was a shame as one of them was quite cute.

We soon were on the dance floor as both of us absolutely loved to dance (another major difference, as when I was a man I hated to dance) and we were good dancers again the looks we got depended on the person looking. With couples men looked as if they were comparing us with their partner and in some cases finding their partner lacking.

Women without exception looked at us as rivals, comparing us with themselves and some with hatred, as they knew their men would like to be with us rather than them. Single guys well they looked at us some with undisguised lust and craving, some with the view we were prey for them, conquests.

Really to be honest the two of us just couldn't give a shit, we were dancing, enjoying ourselves and finally going to bed together!
Of course we did dance with some guys, quite a few to be honest and we let some buy us drinks and have slow dances with us; after all we were not nuns!
But in the end we refused the offer of being taken home as we pointed out we were staying at the hotel.

After our nightly routines we finally fell into bed about three in the morning and went to sleep in each others arms, making sure the 'do not disturb' sign was on the door and the night chain secured.

The rest of the three days was in a similar vein, making love, shopping, shopping and shopping, eating and dancing and more making love, by the time we went home on Tuesday we were shopped out ---- well nearly and loved out ------- well slightly.

The month of December passed quite quickly as Tony was leaving in January, I was dreading it, more and more. Again I wished that he had put something in the potion that changed us that would make me love him, I got quite depressed about this, but kept my feelings to myself.

Christmas Tony and I spent with my family, mum and dad, sister Julie and my kids Kerry and Michael it was strange but I was the daughter (which I truly was now) and Tony (who used to be their daughter) was a welcome guest.

New Year was different as it was the pub's busiest time of the year when food was laid on for everyone and all the staff worked – including Tony, it was a great night, tempered for me that soon Tony would be leaving, we went to bed about four in the morning and fell asleep in each others arms, I woke about seven and just stared at his handsome face, all the feeling about wishing I could fall in love with him surfaced and I tears started streaming down my face, soon I was quietly sobbing so as not to wake him, I was breaking up inside.

I felt him move and he took me into his arms soothing me, it was very comforting but it did not help me in the least, sobbing I looked him in the eyes and asked him "why didn’t he put something in the potion that changed us that would make me love you?
Then" I sobbed, "we could be married, I could have his children and we could be together;” then I broke down and sobbed my heart out.

Even in the depths of my sorrow I could see that this had shook him, as he calmed me down it gave him time to gather his thoughts.

"Chrissie, Chrissie " he whispered "Until I changed into Tony I had no idea he was head over heels in love with you, it really came as a shock to me that first morning watching you at the sink to realize that I was head over heels in love with the person I used to be.

I tried to deny it, but it was too strong, and knowing that you saw me as a really good friend but it would never be love hurt as well" he stopped to gather his thoughts, understanding what he meant I sniffled and nodded.

Carrying on he told me "would it be right to make you love me? How do you think I would feel knowing that I had made you love me; it wouldn't be right, love has to come from the inside of you, not forced on you – if you see what I mean."

His words struck a chord in me and I realized he was right, I snuggled deep into his arms and we made the most intense passionate love yet, it was perfect so, so perfect.

The last couple of days flew by, and then it was time for him to go I cried a lot at the time he left, but at least I understood that he had to go, as he turned and got into the Taxi I was devastated, but I managed to hold myself together, at least until I got inside and locked the door, then I broke down in floods of tears, running to our bedroom to find the used shirt of his I had stolen and cradling it under my nose I could smell his gorgeous man scent I dissolved into paroxysms of grief, and self pity.

Mother's day 2013

After thinking about that period in my life I felt very low, I snuggled up to my darling husband and suggested an early night.

To be continued………………………….