College Fees - Chapter 6 by Susan Louise Montague

And so for the next 10 days Linda’s intensive training to pass as a convincing 19 year old girl began. In this time she totally amazed the girls with how quickly she adapted.

Her high intelligence also stood to her as she read and practically memorized all the fashion magazines in a couple of days. In less than a week she was fully up to date with all the brand names. What colours were in the previous few seasons and what was expected for the next. She quickly caught up on the lingo for all the myriad of different styles, cuts, colours and fabrics of women’s clothes.

By the end of the first five days of fashion training Linda was able to make five trendy outfits that matched to the girl’s expectations from a random pile of clothes, shoes and accessories they had put out on the couch. All were very impressed and said it was almost exactly as they would have done themselves.

During this time also Linda could feel herself growing more and more into the roll. The night of the shopping trip she had her first night’s sleep in a satin and lace negligee and had found her male member rising erotically to the experience.

Linda had tried fighting the urge to masturbate but between the sensuous feeling of wearing the red negligee and how sexy she felt looking like she did the urge eventually overcame her. A first no thoughts were in her mind as she gently rubbed her male member but gradually as she came to a crescendo all thoughts were focused on how good she felt dressed as a girl and how sexy she looked.

That night Linda had reached an orgasm she had previously thought unreachable. The following morning while she felt slightly guilty about the pleasure she was beginning to take from the experience she even did her own make-up using a helpful article in a magazine.

To the girls surprise the morning after the shopping trip when they got up Linda was in the kitchen fully made up, her hair in reasonable condition, wearing a red satin short sleeved cami, tight blue jeans, ballet shoes and of course hidden away underneath, her Victoria’s Secrets lingerie.

Over the course of that week and a half Linda really grew into the role. She perfected her voice, walk, mannerisms, and even let the girls teach her to flirt. She worked really hard on the internet as well looking up all the latest styles and was more than able to hold her own in conversations about fashion.

The Monday night before the scheduled interview she went to the local nightclub with the girls. Monday nights were student nights; fake ID’s coupled with cheap shots of vodka and $2 beers. Only students and shift workers could be found out on Mondays as the rest of the normal population had the inconvenience of work on Tuesday mornings!

Linda wore a low cut Calvin Klein black dress that clung tightly to her feminine figure and fell just above her knee, only two flimsy straps held the revealing bust in place. It certainly left nothing to the imagination. She decided to leave her legs bare to show off her tan as she knew the nightclub would be well heated. She wore a pair of black Jimmy Choo strappy sandals with 5” metallic heels. She finished off the look with a nice gold chain, some matching dangly earrings and a couple of bangles on her left wrist; she wore her diamonique watch on the other wrist.

When she arrived down stairs at the same time as the other girls they were very impressed with her presentation and make-up. The only thing they found slightly out of place was her hair which Pamela considered needed a little more volume. But then as Susan said, “It takes years to become a hairdresser and even longer to manage it yourself.”

The girls also couldn’t help but notice that Linda had added the touch of painting her toenails a bright red colour, something that was definitely her own initiative. While Linda was gone to the bathroom just before heading out Susan couldn’t help but remark, “John; I mean Linda, seems to be getting more feminine every day.”

“I agree,” said Pamela, “Only yesterday I had a conversation with her and I don’t believe I was speaking with a guy; it’s like John is disappearing.”

Cindy then spoke up, “from the first day we transformed John into Linda I got the impression that he, she, liked it a bit too much. I don’t mean it exactly like that, but I think we trigged something off here and well I think Linda likes who she is becoming.”

“Ha-ha,” laughed Susan, “next thing she will be rummaging through our birth control pills to grow some real breasts.”

“Maybe we could give her a helping hand there,” said Cindy.

“Surely you don’t mean slip hormones in her breakfast cereal,” said Pamela.

“No silly, besides she is always up before us,” smiled Cindy.

“I think I should have a serious chat with her in a few days time about how she is feeling about all this. Maybe offer her a month’s supply of birth control pills if she would like to see how they make her feel. They would save her the embarrassment of going to a doctor if she didn’t like the effects.”

“Besides,” said Pamela, “there was a transsexual in my home town who had to have six months of assessment before the doctor would even prescribe him hormones.”

The girls could hear a door opening and closing upstairs. “Ok she is coming back down, let’s see how her interview goes because she may well dump all this quicker than we think if anything goes wrong,” said Susan.

“That might not be the worst thing in the world, our handyman has been replaced by a princess who doesn’t want to break a nail,” laughed Pamela, who just finished her comment out of earshot of the returning Linda.

The other two girls couldn’t hold their giggles following Pamela’s sarcastic comment which led Linda to smile and enquire, “So what’s the big joke?”

“Oh just talking about a red neck Pamela used to date years ago; he was straight out of the Beverly Hillbillies but he had a nice ass,” said a quick thinking Susan; fully knowing that cute guys asses was one subject Linda wasn’t ready to broach with them in any shape or form.

The rest of the night went very well. They enjoyed each other’s company over the many low price drinks on offer and the night club was pretty full with students. Linda was doing really well chatting to friends of the girls and passing very convincingly.

She did get a fright a couple of times when impolite guys caught her by the ass. And she did notice she was attracting quite a bit of male attention, however the girls had her trained well and she dealt with it admirably under the circumstances.

The one thing Linda found disconcerting about this was that she seemed to actually like the attention; ‘NOT THAT SHE WAS ATTRACTED TO GUYS!’ she thought; but that it gave her confidence in her role as a woman.

As the night wore on she found herself enjoying how nervous guys were when the approached her. She even laughed at the cheesy chat up lines they used and liked the little complements about how well she looked, especially the ones where they compared her to a model and a Hollywood actress.

She had to admit to herself that she was taking a liking to the new her. The clothes certainly felt good, and she did feel very sexy and beautiful. This being a girl thing wasn’t so bad after all, in fact it was very nice and something she was glad she was getting to experience.

Later in the night Linda went to the fairly crowded bar to get a round of drinks. When she reached the bar counter it was busier than usual and she was finding it hard to get in the queue; a couple of ignorant guys pushed into her spot; and wearing 5” heels she was in no position to get into a pushing match.

A young doctor; who had just finished his shift; was standing only a few yards from Linda and saw her plight came to her rescue. When she saw him approaching she was in no mood to listen to yet another guy and was ready to give him the 30 second push-off when he said, “I’m sorry miss but I couldn’t help noticing those guys push you out of the way, my friend is next in the queue, I’m sure he wouldn’t mind getting your order for you if you like.”

Now if Linda had been born and raised as a girl she would have had no problems in letting the guy get her drinks without engaging in too much conversation. As all girls know guys will always jump at the opportunity to help a ‘Babe’, and no matter how gentlemanly they are about it a street wise girl would still be on her guard.

But this was the type of thing that Linda could only learn through experience and she had fallen straight into the honey trap. After the guy whose name turned out to be Dave had returned with her drinks she agreed to join him for a couple of vodka shots at a nearby table. She dropped off the drinks to the girls and gave them no chance to advise her as she just said, “I will be back in a few minutes”.

Linda joined Dave at the table, it was one of those typical night club tables about 4 feet high with nowhere to sit, in fact it acted more like a free standing bar counter to hold drinks and lean on than a proper table. This of course gave Dave the opportunity to stand close to Linda as there were no seating arrangements to worry about.

In the meantime Pamela caught a glimpse of them on the way back from the toilets and rushed back over to where the other two girls were sitting.

“You are not going to believe this, but Linda is chatting to the most handsome guy I have ever seen,” she said.

“You’re joking?” said Susan

“What does he look like?” enquired Cindy

“About 6’2’, 25 years old or so, dark brown hair, amazingly good skin, great tan, about 170lbs and strong well toned muscles, blue eyes. Oh and he has a really cute ass. They just seem to be chatting though. She definitely wasn’t showing any sexual interest.”

“Maybe I should go and join them?” smiled Cindy, “Would be a shame to have a specimen like that wasted on Linda seeing as she has never passed one remark about a guy in all the time I know her!”

“Leave her alone,” said Pamela.

Pamela then continued with a chuckle, “She has to get used to chatting to people on her own. Besides its kind of funny to see a guy that good looking who probably pulls some model type every night he is out wasting his time trying to get in Linda’s panties.”

Back at the table Dave probably had more drink on offer than Linda had bargained for. He had a full bottle of vodka and two shot glasses. The two really hit it off and really enjoyed each other’s company. They rapidly found that they had an awful lot in common from an interest in science to politics and sports.

Linda was also really impressed that Dave was a doctor as this was the route she herself was planning on taking one day; and she really impressed him with her medical knowledge. When Dave heard her grade point average was 4.0 he told her medicine wasn’t going to be a problem for her, but that she should consider rocket science as an alternative!

Neither of them felt the time go by and both knew that they were making real friends. Now Dave being well experienced with girls knew that it was time to make his move and he slyly manoeuvred his hand to where it was gently holding Linda’s upper arm.

Linda not being street wise yet and a little tipsy took no notice of the gesture and continued chatting away. Of course Dave took this as a sign of approval from her and used the opportunity to move in even closer. During a slight lull in the conversation he used the opportunity to complement Linda on how beautiful she looked.

Linda now being very tipsy and feeling far too safe in Dave’s company for her own good thanked him; then foolishly returned the compliment as she wanted Dave to feel good about himself; she said “and you are a very handsome man!”

Dave being a guy took this as an invitation to lean in and kiss Linda. She was in total shock as his lips locked against hers and he gently slid his tongue into her mouth. In fact Linda found herself in a state of disbelief as never in her wildest dreams (or worst nightmares!) could she have envisaged a guy even getting close to kissing her.

When she came to her senses her first instinct was to push Dave away in disgust but she fought against this as she didn’t want to insult and loose someone she knew was going to make a very good friend. Then something strange came over her as she thought, ‘what harm in letting him kiss me for a while, I will just make sure to keep a safe distance next time I meet him!’

After a few more seconds Dave broke off the kiss to catch his breath. He looked deeply into Linda’s eyes as she smiled back at him. Linda not wanting to give the game away had forced herself to smile. Then Dave taking this as yet another sign of approval leaned in to kiss her again.
This time Linda was prepared for what was happening and decided to act the part. She let her arms drape around Dave’s neck the way she had often seen girls do when kissing a guy. However she was not prepared for the sensations that followed.

She felt Dave hold her tight against him as his manly arms enveloped her. So strong, yet so gentle, ‘he really is a nice guy,’ she thought. He slowly worked one hand on to her butt while holding the other arm gently behind her back. Linda could feel his hand gently caressing her satin panties through her dress and she suddenly felt herself getting turned on as she thought about how sexy she felt in them.

During a moment while the pair were catching their breath she found herself saying to Dave in as ladylike a manner as it was possible to say, “Do you mind massaging my bum some more,”; to which he replied, “not at all,” as he leaned in and resumed their embrace.

The sensations of just how feminine she had become began to course through Linda’s veins and she closed her eyes and began to fantasise as her tongue explored Dave’s mouth. Slowly but surely she could feel the massive sexual tension building between her legs; she began to rapidly clench and release the muscles of her last vestige of maleness.

As the organ in question was tucked tightly between her legs; the main blood supply therefore cut off; it didn’t begin to get hard. But it certainly was sexually aroused to exploding point. As Linda continued to kiss Dave she found an amazingly feminine sensation come over her of how good it felt to be in the arms of a strong, genuine male that could be depended upon to protect you.

She began to feel so sexy, so wanted, so beautiful. Eventually all the sensations overcame her and she stiffened for a moment in Dave’s arms as an orgasm greater than anything she had ever experienced erupted in her satin panties.

She continued to kiss Dave for a few more minutes until the sexual urges of her body which she had just released eventually began to calm down. When she finally broke the embrace with him she left her male ego go and looked upon him, for the first time in her life she admitted to herself that a man can be a very handsome thing indeed.

Looking at her watch she realised that the club was due to close soon. She told Dave that she had better be getting back to her friends; but before she left him they exchanged cell phone numbers and she kissed him one last time.

‘Next time I will just meet him as a friend,’ she thought as the male ego kicked in again following the subsidence of her passion. She completely put the orgasm to the back of her mind as she said to herself, ‘well he leaned in and kissed me, it’s not like I could have done anything about it!’

When Linda finally arrived back to the girls she was surprised that they just chatted away as normal; not one of them questioning her on where she had been. But thankfully as far as she could ascertain none of them had seen her kissing Dave.

She was well used to hearing the teasing the girls would give each other after one of them had been spotted with a new guy. Linda figured that seeing as none of them had teased her that she had gotten over her indiscretion and that it would be safely buried under the carpet once she returned to her male life and started dating girls again.