"You want me to wear that?" I replied.

"Yes. I told you that we were going to do something kinky, and you agreed, right?"

"I wasn't thinking of this.." I said.

She started to close the closet door.

"Well, if you don't want to have sex..."

"No! I'll do it!" I said. It was really far out there, me dressing up like her, but I would do *anything* to touch her again, to feel myself inside her. I *had* to have her.

She had me undress, and handed me a white silky bra. I put it on with some trouble (she had to straighten out and adjust the straps for me). Then she pulled out two heavy flesh colored mounds, which looked just like women's breasts.

"Something to fill out your bra. Your own boobs are too small" she said, smiling. I smiled back, and put them in. They were cold to the touch, but in time they warmed to match my body heat. I had never worn a bra before, let alone felt like I had boobs. But I had to admit, it got me really really aroused.

Next, she had me put on white panties, which had lacy trim. They were padded in the sides and back.

"To give you curves" she said.

Next came dark tan control top pantyhose. I put them on, and looked down at my legs. I felt so strange like this! They made my legs look smooth and nice, and they were dark enough that they hid my hair.

She had me put on a dark blue camisole style top. It had really thin straps, and a little v shaped notch in the middle so that you could take just a peek at my 'cleavage'.

Next came the matching skirt, which she pulled up way higher than I normally did for my pants. It was a tight skirt, and I suddenly felt very constrained, between being supported by the bra, padded by the panties, clinched in by the pantyhose, and now surrounded by the skirt.

After I donned the matching jacket, I thought I was done. But she was just getting started. Maxine pulled out an auburn wig, with long wavy hair. She put it on me, and attached it in place with several bobby pins. Some of the long hair draped over the side of my face, and I kept brushing it aside. It was so weird to have long auburn hair on both sides of my peripheral vision!

Next, she got out some makeup, and applied it to my face. But she wouldn't let me see myself in the mirror. Instead, she applied long press-on nails, and painted them a cheery red color.

"These are magnetic" she said, pulling out a jewelry box with bright sparkly diamond earrings. They were the dangly kind, and she put them on me. The magnet kept them in place, so it would look like I had pierced ears.

She put a heart shaped necklace on me, made up of a diamond chips and gold. Then she put rings on a couple of my fingers, struggling to get them over my knuckles.

She sprayed perfume on my face, neck, and down the front of my shirt, into my 'breasts'. Then she pulled out black high heel pumps, in my size! I put them on, and looked down at the tall narrow heels and long pointy toes.

"Say hello to Vivian" she said, holding up a mirror for me. I was just stunned! I looked like a woman! Not as beautiful as Maxine (I didn't think that was possible!), but a pretty girl none the less. She had completely transformed me.

I was in some sort of shock. I tingled all over, with new sensations rolling over me, like the feeling I got every time my skirt brushed against the pantyhose. Or the feeling of my arm brushing against my breasts as it moved.

"Tell me your name" she said.

"Vivian" I replied. She responded by pinching my butt, which made me giggle, and lurch forward.

"Vivian, clean off my desk" she said.

"Yes Ma'am!" I replied. Was that where she wanted to have sex? This was going to be very kinky. I cleaned up all the things she had taken out, and put them away in the locker. I closed the door to the locker, and turned to look at her. She was looking at her watch and putting her jacket on as if she was expecting somebody. Why was she doing that?

There was a knock at the door, and I just froze. My heart pounded. Someone was there, and they might see me like this, dressed up like a woman! I had to hide. I had to get away.

"Vivian, go get the door please" said Maxine. But I was glued to the spot, not sure what to do.

"Vivian, I said get the door!" she said in the angry tone of voice that I had swore I would do anything to avoid. I couldn't walk very well in the pumps yet, and the skirt was so small and tight on my legs that I had to take very small steps forward. I unlocked the door, and started to open it.

"And Vivian," added Maxine, "remember what I told you about treating customers with respect."

I opened the door, and I was shocked to see that I was looking at the old hag from the Hastings account who I called 'Mrs. Grouch'. I suddenly was very aware of the tight skirt surrounding me, trapping me in on all sides. I felt aware of my breasts jutting out, and the bra holding them in place. I felt so aware of my long hair, the makeup on my face, the jewelry I wore...all the feminine touches that she had just added to me. I felt trapped! I felt weak. For the first time in my life, I felt completely vulnerable.

I should have run. I should have done something! But I felt unable to act without direction from Maxine. I was completely reliant on her now. I looked back at her, and she shot me a glare that was worse than a kick in the butt, and waved for me to show Mrs. Grouch in.

"Mrs. Garnier! Won't you please come in?" I said, using a softened tone of voice, trying to hide the fact that I was really a man under all of this. The feel of my feminine clothes and accessories weighed heavily on me. And being forced to treat this terrible person so nicely made me feel like Maxine was pulling me around by the balls. I had never felt so helpless before in all my life.

Mrs. Grouch completely ignored me, and walked over to Maxine's desk. It was as if I didn't exist, or I was just a *thing*, like the umbrella stand in the corner. This just added to my overwhelming feelings that were flowing through me now. I was trembling.

"Ah Geena!" said Maxine to her. "How wonderful to see you. This is Vivian, my personal assistant."

"You mean secretary!" she replied. They both laughed. I gave a polite smile.

"Vivian, you aren't being very hospitable. Offer her something to drink!"

"I'm sorry Maxine" I said.

"Vivian!! How many times have I told you that we're not on a first name basis? You are to address me as Ms. Kanare when we are with customers!"

She turned to the visitor.

"I'm so sorry you had to see this Geena. This is what happens when you are too lax on the discipline with the help."

"You're so right Maxine" she replied, nodding her head.

Maxine's eyes were like daggers going through me. I was conflicted inside. I had to treat Mrs. Grouch with respect, and call her Mrs. Garnier. *She* could Maxine by her first name, but I was chastised when I did it! It was as if Mrs. Garnier rated higher with Maxine now than I did now! I had to get back in her good graces! I would do anything.

"I'm sorry Ms. Kanare. It won't happen again."

I turned to Mrs. Grouch.

"And for you Mrs. Garnier. Please, what can I get for you? Something to drink perhaps?"

"Coffee. Two sugars, one cream. And don't be slow about it."

"And for you Ms. Kanare?"

"Hot tea with lemon please."

"Yes Ma'am" I replied.

I hurried out of the room to go get their drinks. I was burning up, flushed red from the incident. I walked as fast as I could in the pumps and the tight skirt.

"You just can't hire good help these days..." started Mrs. Grouch as I left their earshot. I needed to go out into the cafeteria to get their drinks. So I passed by the secretarial pool, waved hello to the girls. They waved back as I passed them. I suddenly realized that waving to them like I knew them was a mistake. They knew me as a man, but I was dressed like a woman right now.

"Vivian?" said a voice as I poured the hot water into the cup. I looked up to see Veronica.

"Yes" I replied sheepishly. How did she know me? Any my new female name?

"Maxine told me you would be out here. She said that she changed her mind, and wants you to get her decaf."

"Oh thank you" I said. I was glad that I would save an extra trip back and forth.

"How is she doing after her trip?"

"Oh you know Ms. Kanare. She works so hard! She didn't miss a beat."

"Yes, that's our Maxine. Well you had better hurry off. You don't want to keep her waiting."

"Thank you so much Veronica, for relaying the message. I owe you one."

She left, and I put the beverages on a tray. I carefully carried them back to the office, and knocked on the door.

"Vivian?" said Ms. Kanare.

"Yes" I replied.

"Come on in. You can set the drinks over there."

"Is there anything else I can do for either of you two?" I asked.

"No Vivian, we are fine for now. This is a private meeting, so you need to go back to your secretarial station. Come in here at 11:30, and take our orders for lunch. You can work on updating the monthly spreadsheet while we're in here, unless Veronica needs you for anything."

"No problem Ms. Kanare. I'll be at my desk if you need me."

I went to work. It was hard to do things like type and dial the phone with the long fingernails. This was hard! How did Maxine...I mean Ms. Kanare...do it?

I put a file away, and noticed that I chipped the end of my nail. I opened up the drawer, and found a nail file. I went to work to fix it, and who should walk in at that moment, but my boss!

"Don't you have something better to do than to file your nails?" he said. "You're new here?"

"I'm Vivian" I said, hoping against hope that he would not recognize me.

"Oh yes, Maxine's girl. She said that she'd be bringing a new girl into the office."

"That's me!" I said.

"Very good. Is she busy right now?"

"Ms. Kanare is in a meeting with Mrs. Garnier from the Hastings account" I said.

"Very good. I'll look in on you later. By the way, have you met Veronica, the head of the secretarial pool?"

"Yes" I replied.

"Good. Maxine said that she was going to share you with the rest of the staff sometimes, so you will need to meet the other girls you will be working with."

"Yes sir" I said.

"That's a girl" he replied, and walked out the door. I breathed a huge sigh of relief. He didn't know who I was. But I didn't like it that she had offered to share me with others. I wanted to be hers, and hers alone.

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