"Yes. I used to go over to her house and play. We would have tea parties with her dolls. But my parents moved away, so I hadn't seen her for years until recently."

"She so sweet, isn't she?" said Wendy.

"Yes. She is a wonderful person."

"That's not what I mean" said Wendy. Adam noticed that they were the only two women in the rest room now. Wendy walked over to the door, and turned the knob to close the dead bolt.

"I mean, she is very pretty. Very luscious. Don't you just want to kiss her?" said Wendy.

"Yes, she is beautiful" said Adam, not sure what was going on.

"Did Jan tell you about me?" said Wendy.

"No" replied Adam. He wished she had!

"I'm not like most women. You see, I'm not attracted to men. Only other women. If Jan wasn't straight, I'd make her mine in a flash. But what about you? Your big boobs are turning me on. I'm getting all wet just looking at them, your pretty face, your legs sticking out of that skirt...how about it babe? Want to get it on?"

Adam had never been propositioned before. He supposed that many women heard things all the time similar to this, but from men. This Wendy really seemed to want him. She had him cornered by the wall, and was walking closer and closer to him. Her lips were open, like she wanted to be kissed. She was so gorgeous! Her boots, her skirt, her top, what a turn-on. But Adam turned away, pushed past her, and headed towards the door.

"Oh Missy, don't leave! I didn't know you were straight! I saw the way you looked at Jan, and how you held her hand in the back seat. I thought you were like me! The way you stare at my nipples, I thought you were one of us! I am so sorry. I shouldn't have done that."

"Its all right Wendy, actually its kind of flattering" said Adam, trying not to make a scene out of it. He went into a stall, and breathed a sigh of relief. Wendy undid the dead bolt, and went into the next stall. He could see her panties pulled down in the next stall. He had to try hard not to think that if it wasn't for the metal wall between them, he would be able to see her naked crotch. He sat down to pee, then pretended to wipe himself when he heard her pulling off toilet paper. He didn't want to give his secret away.

When he got out of the stall, he went to wash his hands. Wendy was already drying off. She went to the mirror, and checked her makeup. Adam did the same, touching up his lipstick.

"I love your color" he said. "It really brings out your eyes"

"Thank you Missy!" said Wendy. "You have such a good eye for makeup. I love how you did your face. Are you a makeup artist?"

"No, but thank you for saying that" said Adam, blushing.

They walked back to the table, and sat down, just as dessert was coming. Adam was about to discover how much women craved chocolate, even if they would then complain about the calories for the next day. That was why they ordered one brownie sundae for the table, and shared it. They all got a taste, with only one quarter of the guilt!

* * *

They all got back in the car, and Adam was scared about where they might go next. What if it was a dance club? He didn't want to be hit on by guys, plus he couldn't even dance well as a guy, let alone a woman in heels! His feet were already aching from being pinched. How could women wear shoes this uncomfortable?

He was relieved when he saw that they were heading off of the main street, and into a residential section of town. But when they slowed down to park, he noticed that one house seemed to have a large number of cars already there.

"Is this some sort of party?" he said.

"Yes" replied Cheryl. "My friend Suzie is getting married tomorrow. I told her I'd bring some more girls over for the bachealorette party."

They walked in the door, and there was much commotion as they were greeted by the other girls, who were all clearly buzzed from drinking. They were handed large glasses full of a cold green liquid. Wendy took a sip.

"Margaritas!" she pronounced. They all took a drink, and it was good. Adam took a big drink. He needed one at this point.

They were all given name tags of a celebrity, but placed on their back. Suzie read the rules.

"You are all celebrities tonight, but you don't know who you are. You have to ask questions to other people, which are 'yes or no' type. If you're wrong, you have to take a drink. You can only ask one question to each person, then move on. That way, everyone will get to meet each other."

"And get drunk!" said Cheryl, causing giggles everywhere.

"When you think you know who you are, come to me and ask. If you're wrong, you have to do a Jell-O shot. Okay girls, get going! The first one to guess who she is wins this prize" she said, holding up a white box with a pink bow on it.

A short blond came up to Adam.

"Hi, I'm Cathy" she said.

"I'm Missy. Nice to meet you Cathy. I love your shoes."

He was getting good at being a girl.

"Lets see, am I a man or a woman?" said Cathy, as Adam glanced at the name tag.

"You're a man" replied Adam.

"Hey, it has to be yes or no!" said someone, butting in.

"Sorry" said Cathy.

"My turn" said Adam. "Am I a man?"

"No, you're a woman. And you were wrong, so you have to take a drink".

Adam went around, and met a dozen of the party guests this way. so far, he had discovered that for purposes of the game, he was a woman who sang country music, he was blonde and tall.

"Do I have a prominent feature?" he asked one girl.

"Oh yes you do! They're huge!" she said.

"Do I have big boobs?" he asked another. The answer was a definite yes. That gave him the final piece of the puzzle. He went to find Suzie.

"Am I Dolly Parton?" he asked.

"Hey everyone, we have a winner!" yelled Suzie. She handed the white box to Adam. He carefully slid the bow off the box, as he had seen his mother and sister do when they got gifts. The opened the top, and pulled his prize out to show everybody. It was a very realistic looking vibrator.

There lots of oohs and ahs.

"I wish my guy was built like that!" said one girl.

"Yeah, but does he run on batteries?" replied another.

"You'll have some fun with that tonight!"

"I'm sure" said Adam.

They all laughed and drank for a while, until the next game started. They all had to tell a story about the first time they kissed a guy. Then the group would vote if it was true, or a lie. If the story teller fooled the group, they all had to drink. If the group guessed right, then the story teller had to do a shot.

Adam made the mistake of sitting next to Suzie, so he had to go after she did! The spotlight was on him, and he had to make up a story on his feet.

"I was in fifth grade" he lied. "This guy named Adam thought I was cute, so one day on the playground, the ran up to me when I wasn't looking, and kissed me on the lips. I was so mad that I turned around and slapped him in the face. He fell to the ground and started crying. I wondered whatever happened to him?"

The crowd voted 'true' for the story. Adam didn't want them to know the truth, that he really was a guy, so the fewer questions, the better. He did a Jell-O shot, and everyone applauded. He was able to keep to the sidelines, and keep the attention off himself. So much the better!

Things were going good, and the game was winding down, when there was a knock on the door. The entertainment had arrived. A male stripper.

Adam wanted to run away. But he was trapped. He looked over to Jan who just sat there and smiled. It was terrible for him to have to sit there and watch him take his clothes off, and do a sexy dance in front of him and the girls. He tried not to act too differently than they did, and he was glad that he was near Wendy who also had no interest in him.

"They should have gotten a female stripper" she said. Adam giggled.

After that, things weren't too bad. Everyone had enough of playing games, and just wanted to talk. Everyone was so nice to him, and he was surprised at how different it was than hanging around with me. With guys, activities like watching football or playing cards are the main reason to get together. For women, they are just an excuse to talk. And with guys who don't know each other, you can't just sit there and start talking like old friends. But not so for women! Within fifteen minutes, he had three new friends. Meeting women was very easy....if you are a woman yourself.

It was getting late, and everyone was tired. Adam piled in the car with Jan, Wendy and Cheryl. They drove back to Jan's place, and were dropped off.

"Drive safe now" said Jan.

"Don't worry, I'm fine"

"Good night!"

They waved good-bye to the girls as they drove off.

"Your friends are very nice" said Adam, as they went in Jan's door. "But Wendy..."

"Did she make a pass at you? I was afraid that she might."

"Yes, she did. It was awful."

"Now you know how *we* feel, getting hit on all the time."

"I will never do anything like that again!" he said. "And hopefully, I won't have to, because I will be with the one I love, and not need to find a woman."

It was really the first time since he had 'become' Missy, that he was talking in his own voice, like a man. He sat next to Jan on the couch, and they looked in each other's eyes.

"Adam, you are the bravest man I've ever known. Tonight was a test for you, and you passed it. After being with controlling and abusive men, I gave up all together. I dated Wendy for a few months, but I realized that it wasn't right for me. I do want a man. I feel attracted only to a man's body. But he has to be something different from most men. He has to have a strong feminine side. He has to be able to communicate with me, to understand my feelings, to be able to think the way I do. He has to be gentle and loving. And he has to be willing to let me change him. And you are all these things."

"I love you Jan, and I would do anything to be with you" he replied.

"If you are with me, I am going to want to cultivate your feminine side. I am going to make it develop and grow. Tonight was just a small taste of that. Can you live with the fact that you'll be yourself most of the time, but at least one night a week, you will have to be Missy? Can you live with knowing that I want to change you, and make you more and more feminine inside? Can you live with the fact that when I'm done with you, you'll think like a woman, and *want* to be pretty and wear dresses? Do you understand that being with me means that you're submitting completely to me?"

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