For Friends and Family. Andy is looking for a new challenge, his current girlfriends sister has suffered a nervous break down, Andy is very similar in both size and looks, agrees to be changed into a Nichola look alike.
This is a dream for Andy who has a secret desire to live and work as a woman. In this chapter the new Nichola goes out on a date with Brett and starts to love being a sexy woman.
I apologise for the delay in posting this story but I felt I had to get ‘Take Three Girls’ off my chest. I promise I’ll carry on and complete this story.

I told Amy how my first meeting with Grenville had gone she was amazed and slightly shocked saying, “but Nichola would never have dared to say things like that you could get rumbled”.

I explained to Amy, “As a pseudo woman that man made my skin crawl! He is everything even as a man I detested in other men. Amy I’m not going to let him touch me! AND the next time he does I will break his fingers!”
Amy listened to my rant with wide-open eyes, “Wow” she spluttered; “He’s really got to you”. “Got to me” I mimicked, “I wouldn’t pee on him if he was on fire”.

“Nichola” she gasped, “That’s not very lady-like”. I grinned and answered her, “True, but that’s how I feel”.
“Anyhow” I continued, “Fiona was there and she has noticed that I’m harder - more assertive. So I’ve explained this by telling her the story of Sophie and how her breakdown has made me decide to be more assertive – also thinking about it I’ve decided not to tell outright lies if possible but to keep as close to the truth as possible without telling anyone I’m actually a bloke!”
She giggled at this and commented, “Well sis if you told anyone that they certainly wouldn’t believe you.
“They would tonight as I’m letting my skin breath so they would see mind you it’s not what it used to be” I told her.

We settled down with some popcorn to watch a chic flic (I was really into these now and would cry with the best of them) when my phone rang. I didn’t recognise the number and answered with a cautious “Hello” the voice on the other end answered, “Is that Nichola it’s Brett the guy from work. You said it was ok to phone”. “Brett” I purred, “Nice to hear from you I didn’t think you were serious.” He answered, “I was very serious Nichola. Would you like to go out for a meal and a drink tomorrow?”
I thought for a second and told him, “That’s very sweet, of course I would. When and where shall we meet?” Then I thought for a second and continued, “Look tell me your hotel and I’ll meet you in the lobby I know London better than you.”
He sounded sincere when he answered, “If you’re certain Nichola that would be great”. I replied, “Please call me Nicky and yes I’m certain” “Great” he answered,
“I’ll se you at seven if that ok with you?” “Perfect, but you had better tell me which hotel you are staying at - it would make life a lot easier” I reminded him. Laughing he replied, “Gosh sorry I’m at the Strand Palace, you know it?” I assured him that I knew where the hotel was and promised to see him tomorrow night seven o’clock.

As I ended the call Amy was all-agog she had put the film on hold and quizzed me, “Ok miss who was that?” I told her about Brett and how I met him, telling her he was very dishy and lonely as he’s been in London a month and has a couple more months to go so when he asked if he could call me, it didn’t seem nice to refuse.
She giggled, “It’s great being a girl isn’t it”. I totally agreed with her on that point!
We finished our movie then as we were both working went to bed. I stripped off slipped into an emerald green satin nightdress with spaghetti straps and sat in front of the mirror brushing my hair.
I had changed my panties and maxi pad as I wanted to feel like a woman having her periods, rather than a man. As I brushed I wondered if I would be happy and content should I decide to undergo the final operation?
By the time I had completed the 100 brush strokes I decided that it was just too early to make such a momentous decision on something as important as this.

Next day when I went into work I again things were normal – thank goodness, so far my new life had been somewhat exciting.
I saw Grenville and was pleasant and civil to him however he was a bit wary of me but maintained the conversation to a professional level.
The facilities supervisor came to see me about the new office area and between us we sorted out some minor details I inspected the space and was really pleased with the progress.
It was amusing however listening to him describing things in language he thought a mere woman would understand. It wasn’t because he was demeaning me it was because he honestly thought I wouldn’t understand building terms. So I humoured him and acted stupid.

I was talking to Fiona when she ‘happened to mention’ that she was going to New York with us! I gave a squeal of happiness and hugged her as I was growing really fond of Fiona and it would be great learning New York with her and my sister.
Fiona was 30 years old, she had been married but was separated from her husband her and the real Nichola became firm friends, and I was feeling the same she was a wonderful person.
However I did notice that she held me a tough too tightly and slightly caressed me!
I happened to mention that Brett was taking me out this evening, again she looked shrewdly at me saying, “He’s different from the usual men that are attracted to you.” I managed to cock my eyebrow at her (success) and she carried on, “Normally it’s the self serving, manipulative bastards that throw themselves to you sweetheart. Brett seems nothing like that”
Ooops I’ve made a mistake again; I thought to myself then cheerily I retorted “it’s the new Nichola real men from now on!”
As I left she punched me on the arm and said; “good for you love, you’ll do better with real men”. Then I heard her add under her breath, “And women”

I went home and got ready for the night, I didn’t know where we were going, so I decided to keep it simple either a dress, skirt and top or jeans and top. (That narrows it down to about 90% of my wardrobe), I showered and moisturised, I decided on leaving my man bits out until tomorrow he was not getting me to bed that easily!
So back on with some feminine panties and maxi pad, then back to what I was going to wear, after looking at dresses, skirts and trousers, my bed was covered in clothes, finally I decided on a midnight blue lace mini dress with a satin lining.
Chiffon sleeves black 50 denier tights for warmth dark blue court shoes with a 3” stiletto heel. I decided on a white knee length wool duffle type coat, again warm but stylish, dark blue leather handbag.
I chose a black satin and lace Freya balcony bra, sitting in front of the mirror I started on my make-up foundation, blusher, blue sparkly eye-shadow, black mascara eye highlighter and sultry crimson lip-stick, this style was sultry and a little sexy.
For my hair I used the heated tong's to form loose waves that flowed over my shoulders, “DKNY Fresh Skin” perfume completed my look.

Before slipping my coat on I checked in the mirror front both side and back to make certain I was as perfect as I could be checked my handbag making sure I had all the essentials (including maxi pads) and I was off to the tube station. As I left the apartment Amy and Guy came in. I greeted them warmly and promised I would be quiet when I came in. Amy grinned broadly and retorted, “And Guy will be quiet in the morning” that made me laugh out loud and I was still chuckling as I made my way down the street to the tube: I was very excited about tonight as this was my first date on my own – I felt that I had arrived as a woman.

As is usual I used the tube to get to Temple Tube station then walked to the Strand Palace it was a pleasant winter evening the cool breeze wafting around my knees and the clacking of my heels reminded me of who I now was.

As was my wont now; I arrived 5 minutes late and I spied him sitting in the lobby he was quite delicious and I gave a little shiver.
He spied me and broke into a beaming smile got up and walked over to me. I put my arms on his shoulders and gave him a kiss on the cheek. He stood back and looked at me saying; “You’re eve better than I remember”.
I laughed, fluttered my eyelashes and replied, “And kind sir you are too kind a perfect gentleman” I slipped my arm into his and said, “Well where are you taking me?”

Bless him he admitted that even though he had been in London for a while he didn’t really know anywhere all he had done was work and sleep for food he went to places close by the hotel.
I was amazed and said, “You’ve never had a day off to explore?” He told me that he had a couple of days off and had been to museums and the like but no other than that he worked on the systems – I was amazed and in my mind formulated a plan.

I took charge and asked him, “You like Chinese food?” Smiling he said that he loved it so I told him we were going to Chinatown. It was a fair distance, but I decided we would take the short tube journey to Leicester Square and walk to Gerrard Street.
Snuggling into him we set off, this was his first time on the tube and I must admit he did look a bit lost he was used to New York’s subway, so I told him he could return the favour and take me on it when I was in New York when ever that may be.
We wandered through Chinatown taking the sights sounds and smell in and settled on The New world restaurant on Gerrards street itself.
We got a table and a drink while we looked at the menu I let him order for the two of us telling him I would try just about anything.

As we talked getting to know each other I was feeling quite comfortable with him my plan was formulated so I asked him if he could get a day or so off so I could show him London.
He thought for a while then answered, “Well I guess so I’m owed a heap of time especially as I work weekends. My boss in the States is always on my case about the amount of hours I’m putting in I guess he’s worrying I burn myself out. So when were you thinking of the grand tour”

I grinned wickedly and answered, “Tomorrow and Thursday?” He looked a bit shocked at that and retorted, “You sure don’t hang about I’ll see what my boss says” and with that he took out his blackberry and started texting.
The food came and we started eating the wine was really nice and the food out of this world (more by good luck than knowledge). His blackberry beeped and he read the message grinning broadly he told me, “Ok Nicky, I’m all yours the boss has okayed me to have the rest of the week off. Then I’m off to New York with a crowd of grey suits and update him on how I’m progressing --------so what are we doing for the next two days then?”

I looked at his hunky body thinking it would be nice to have him as mine for a day. Anyhow back to the present I asked him, “When you going to New York?”
“Monday he answered, “Apparently there’s a group of managers going and I’m to shepherd three of them ------- wonderful three old guys and me keeping them on the straight and narrow!”
“Oh” I said innocently, mentally turning summersaults as I had a feeling I would be one of the suits and this hunk would be looking after me!
Of course I never let on to him who the suits were.
It was nearly midnight when he paid the bill and we walked to the tube station as it was cooler now I really snuggled into him my breast pressed against his arm. On the tube he had his arm around me it felt really nice I walked with him to his hotel and told him I would get a cab home.
He insisted on paying but I was having none of it. The concierge was on hand to flag a cab down for me. We slowly walked towards it I turned to him and said, “Be ready for half past nine, dress for a days walking as I’ll be taking you all over the place.”
Grinning he saluted and said, “Yes ma’am, nine thirty it is” as his hand went back down he stroked my cheek then gently kissed my lips.
I slid my free arm around his neck and returned the kiss. After a reasonable time the concierge gave a discreet cough and we parted, he stroked my cheek again and whispered, “Thanks for the best night I’ve had in London”. I smiled fondly at him and whispered, “My pleasure – oh and don’t forget to tip the concierge; see you tomorrow”.

On the drive home I was grinning thinking about Brett. There was him thinking he would be looking after old men, when in fact he would be looking after three women, the oldest thirty, the youngest being me, twenty-three going on twenty four.
I was still smiling when I got home; the bedrooms were in darkness so I crept in.

From the sound coming from Amy’s room, they were having fun – and I didn’t feel anything except to hope she doesn’t get pregnant.
I undressed, put on my nightdress and did my night time routine, sat in front of the mirror and started brushing my hair. This always soothed me after my hundred brush strokes I slipped into bed and slept soundly dreaming dreams of being made love to by Brett and Carl in turn (what a wanton woman I was turning into!)

Amy woke me up at seven thinking I was going into work. From the glow she had she really enjoyed last night. Now being Amy she had to ask what Brett was like dreamily I answered her, “He’s a hunk an absolute hunk.”
Grinning broadly she asked me, “And when are you seeing the hunk again little sister?” Looking at my watch I answered, “In about two hours.”
“What” she squealed so I explained that I was going to show him London then I told her that he was looking after three suits that are going to New York on Monday. “The same day as us?” She asked “Yep” I answered, “And dear sister I think the three old guy’s he thinks he’s looking after is you, me and Fiona!”
Amy looked at me, “You luck cow I’m as jealous as hell you’ll have a hunk on tap!” I giggled and got out of bed saying, “Who’s a lucky girl then? Anyhow he comes from New York he’s bound to have friends!”

I went and got ready. Amy shouted her good bye’s as she left for work for the last time for a month I put lotion on my little man bits today I was returning to looking completely feminine.
I powdered my prosthetic vagina and started the process of squeezing myself into it. I wriggled my way into it until I was in a position to slip my boy clittie into the tube, which encases it and gives me so much pleasure.
As my man bits were now smaller than the last time encasing it was easier but still it took about ten minutes.
Finally it was comfortable and in place so I rolled the rest of the prosthetic into place giving the edges a thin coating of adhesive I smoothed it into place along the natural skin crease line.
Looing in the mirror I was pleased with the look it gave me so very pleased that everything was hidden again.
I slipped on a pair of sexy lacy panties, and a cream satin and lace Curvy Kate balcony bra, then a pair of warm knee high stockings cream silk camisole top with lace around the bust, a pair of burgundy stretch cord jeans, that fit me like a second skin finally an angora taupe coloured pullover with a satin cowl neck.
My shoes were trendy ankle boots with a 2” heel, and my coat a white padded puffa jacket with a fur hood the coat came down to just above my hips. I wore my hair was loose over my shoulders and my make up was minimal.

My plan for the next two days was to take Brett all over London to see the sight’s few tourists will see. It involved a lot of travelling on the tube but this would be all part of the experience for him I already used an Oyster card.
But would have to get one for Brett this would be easy as there are loads of places to get these in hind sight I should have made a plan but as it was I didn’t which lead to some interesting travel experiences with us criss-crossing London!

I slipped on my jacket checked I had everything a girl needs in her hand bag then set off to pick up Brett.
For once since I have been a woman I arrived on time but he was still waiting for me dressed as I had told him casually for walking.
I couldn’t help but smile when I saw him; he made me feel this way. We linked arms and off we went.

I snuggled up to him as we walked down the Strand then down The Mall to Green Park.
There were two places in this area I wanted to show him Trufit & Hill which are the oldest barber in the world (reputedly) he was fascinated by the shop and actually went in and made an appointment for a haircut and shave!
The next place was the Texas Embassy in Pickering place. This took some finding but eventually we got there, he was fascinated, as he never realised that Texas was a country in its own right also in the same alley the last duel took place in London. He took a load of pictures and I was in quite a few of them.
“Coffee?” I asked him, “Love one” he answered right I said, lets get the tube. So we went from Green Park to Oxford Circus and I took him the ‘The Attendant’ coffee shop which is a converted men’s toilet this is well worth seeking out and we lingered there for a while, sipping our coffee.

“Right” I told him, “I’m hungry you?” he said he was starving so I told him now your in for some S & M! To say he looked confused is understating it.
We left the Attendant and I made my way to the tube then onto the Angel Brett kept asking me what S & M was I thinking about, all I would say was wait and see I guarantee you’ll love it.
Off the tube at the Angel I headed towards Essex Road and the S & M café that was featured in the film Quadrophenia.
The S & M stands for sausage and mash another English favourite. (Unfortunately this place is now closed down – sad)

He looked at me and said, “Nicky you are amazing me! You are an absolute honey.”
Then we had the best S & M on the planet. It was after two when we left there and headed back to central London.
He wanted to go down the main shopping street which of course is Oxford Street, so back to the tube and to Oxford Circus where we wandered up and down window shopping but occasionally we would go in and shop he was buying small gifts for when he went back to the New York for his family.
For some reason I took him to the Royal Jewellers Gerrards where he said he needed to buy a special present and this was the place. I commented “lucky girl” and was as jealous as hell until he said it was for his sisters wedding present.
He wanted a pendant and ear ring set so we spent ages looking and discussing eventually he selected a Emerald set on a thin white gold chain with matching white gold drop ear-rings, it was now well past five in the afternoon and dark.

I said to him, “How about a drink?” he smiled broadly took me in his arms and kissed me full on the lips, my arms naturally slid around his neck and I pressed my body against his. He broke the spell and answered, “I’d love one” I thought to myself - so would I but I suspect we were thinking about different things.

Right I said taking charge again let’s go so rather than walk we again took the tube. Now Brett would see London rush hour needless to say the short journey to Chancery Lane was manic.
I clung onto Brett afraid to loose him we were disgorged at Chancery Lane. Then we made our way to Ely Lane. There I introduced him to Ye Olde Mitre Tavern this was ancient dating back to the 1500’s Brett was entranced, as we made our way to the bar I told him that Queen Elizabeth the First had reputedly danced around the cherry tree.
He was well impressed, getting to the bar he looked at the array of real ales and asked me, “What the heck do I drink?” (when I was a male I loved real ale,) so I suggested that he try some, a bit warily he agreed, so I told him to order a pint and a half of ‘Broadside’.
He took a sip and grimaced I giggled and told him, “It gets better” then added, “Honestly.”
We stood chatting and sipping our beer Brett taking in the whole place saying “I’ve never seen anything this old except in museums and certainly not still in business”.
I saw a couple getting ready to leave and grabbing Brett by the arm I dragged him across and they let us take their seats.
It was a lovely cosy corner where we could watch the world go by and enjoy our drinks.
We squeezed into the bench and he slipped his arm around my shoulders bringing me close to him.
I gladly huddled into him feeling so safe and comfortable being held like this.
He thanked me for the day and asked me what I had planned for tomorrow. Smiling sweetly at him and looking into his blue eyes I quietly said, “That my love is for me to know – and you to find out but I promise you’ll enjoy it”.
I realised that I had just called him love! What a mistake I didn’t mean anything by it..... Or did I?
As I looked into his eyes he bent forward and kissed my lips they responded immediately and my free arm snaked around his neck I was really enjoying it when a voice softly commented “Ahhhhhhhh young Love, remember what it was like Mavis?”
We parted somewhat embarrassed to find an elderly couple sitting at the table. The woman (Mavis I assumed) said, “Don’t mind Alf ere he’s just jealous also he’s past it”.
Alf spluttered and protested, “I’m not past it girl”, that broke the ice and they joined us we talked away for ages.
The two of them listening to Brett telling them where I’d taken him today, and they in turn offered me places to take him tomorrow soon it was seven o’clock. Mavis and Alf left with us Mavis saying to me, “He seems a good un girl don’t let him escape” I smiled at her and answered, “I think you could be right there” we said our goodbye’s then I got him back to the hotel.

Do you want to eat he asked I smiled at him but replied “Love to, but I’ve been wearing these clothes all day I’m not dressed properly”

Looking at me he commented, “You look as beautiful now as you did this morning,” “Liar” I said punching his arm, “I look a fright”.
He looked steadily at me and answered, “If you’re a fright you can scare me any time.” Saying this he kissed me again and I loved the feeling he gave me.
“Look” he said, “I really must take you out for a meal to thank you” I protested that he had paid all day so a meal would be just too much, but he continued to insist.

Finally I caved in and said to him, “I’ll not have a meal tonight but tomorrow I’ll bring a change of clothes and if it’s ok I’ll shower and change in your room – OK”
He grabbed me and kissed me saying, “That would be perfect Nicky.”
I was happy to know that I had made him happy I kissed him back with enthusiasm. Arm around me he walked me to get a cab home the concierge greeted us and asked a Taxi in about fifteen minutes sir/madam?
Smiling warmly I answered in the affirmative as Brett and I hugged and talked, the taxi arrived and I whispered to Brett, “How much did you tip him yesterday?” “Twenty ponds” was his answer.
I gave him a final kiss and told him nine thirty again tomorrow and we’ve a lot of ground to cover!
He saluted and said, “Yes Ma’am, nine thirty it is”. A final kiss and the taxi pulled away. I sat in the back of the cab and thought on how I felt about Brett, he was great company, very handsome, an absolute gentleman and I was very attracted to him!
This proved to me that I was becoming very comfortable in my role as Nichola, very comfortable indeed.

So it was about nine when I arrived home, Amy was watching TV. I breezed in saying, “Hi sis, just going for a shower.”
Amy grinned “someone’s happy there’s a package for you on the table” I decided I would see what it was after my shower so I stripped off and showere as I was staying in I did my full night time routing except for brushing my hair.
Dressed in a pair of pink satin pyjama’s and my wrap then picked up the mail and parcel made cocoa for Amy and myself then sat down I told her of the great day I had just had, I also told her about tomorrow.
She looked at me and commented, “If I didn’t know better I would say that someone is smitten” I cocked my head on one side and thoughtfully answered, “Maybe just possibly you’re right”. I opened the package, it was from Chloe and contained a tube of lubricant and a note, the note read:

Hi Nicky

Amy told me my girl is now a true woman, this lubricant
Is for use on your vagina prior to sex.
It contains enhanced female pheromones; which should
Have the desired effect on your partner coupled to this
If I dare say it we women’s scent is different to men’s, this
Will address that problem.
And will make your scent that of a woman, or as close as
possible

Love Chloe.

I passed the note to Amy who commented, “Well girl, you’re ready to go now will Brett be the lucky man?” I blushed and answered softly, “Maybe”
We both ended up giggling and huddling together on the sofa Amy said, “You coming home this weekend?” “Of course” I answered, “We promised to take Sophie out again”.
She sighed and said, “I know, but I just thought you might be too busy – you know”. I hugged her and answered, “No sweetie, never too busy for you guys”
We sipped our cocoa snuggled together until the programme finished then we made our way to bed.

I slept really well what with all the walking and fresh air. I had some erotic dreams of Brett making love to me kissing my body; face; lips; breasts – everywhere.
I woke up very, very aroused, my nipples erect (these are the only things that get erect – I’m glad to say) I was laid in my own bed all flustered and wanting.

I got quietly up and looked in my wardrobe to decide what dress I was taking with me I finally decided on a LBD.
It was a satin/organza mini dress with a flared skirt; a bateau neckline chiffon sleeves plunging back with a small back zip and bead embellishment around the waist flirty, sexy yet with the high neckline not overly sexy.
I chose nude tights, black 4” heeled satin pumps, matching handbag and a black lace shawl, I also made sure that I had a pair of adhesive bra’s with me, I decided on the make up I would use for the evening and this want into my overnight bag along with shower gel moisturiser and two spare pair’s of panties – just in case I stayed overnight.

I then went and got showered and completed a girls morning routine putting my underwear on I slipped my satin dressing gown on and went to make tea and our breakfast.
I heard Amy showering and getting ready for work. She came into the kitchen and we greeted each other as we broke our fast we chatted away as we normally did.
As she left for work she asked me, “Will I see you tonight?” I thought for a second and answered, “Probably, well I mean I fully intend coming home but..........”. Amy laughed, “Yeh, yeh girl we all know where those heavy dates often end up”.

She said that as she went out of the door to work. I wondered if I would end up sleeping with Brett and decided that it’s too soon for that degree of intimacy but petting was not out of the question – at all.

I went and dressed, as yesterday jeans, camisole pullover the same padded jacket but this time a pair of burgundy flat shoes - today was another day for walking a lot.

I picked him up at nine thirty and we set off for the river we took a water taxi down the Thames to Greenwich.
Where we went around the Cutty Sark then the water taxi back up the river to Tower Bridge where I showed him the chimney, believed to be the only bridge with one, it’s made to look like the lamp-posts.
We were both feeling hungry so onto the tube to Rotherhithe, where I took him to the oldest pub on the river (allegedly) The Mayflower built in 1621, again he loved it and appreciated its connection with his homeland.

I introduced him to another English sole food - Fish Finger’s in a bread cake, with chips on the side and of course real ale, I was determined to get him to appreciate it!
It was after three when we left, back onto the tube again this time to The Temple station and Surrey Street where the ‘Roman Baths’ were.
From there it was a short walk down the Strand to his hotel, we had a coffee in the lounge then it was up to his room to get changed.

I had really enjoyed these last two days I was living the life of a ‘normal girl’ being out on dates getting to know the guy.
I sensed that her was sizing me up as a potential mate and it felt strange being looked at in this way.
Strange exciting, flattering yes but I was also very aware I was deceiving him, badly as I could never have his children! But we could sure have fun trying.