"Oh" I said, shaking my head. I was going to have to deal with this woman.

We rode in the car over to her house, and I worked myself up into a good fit of rage. I was ready to take her head off, as soon as the did something to set me off.

We walked up, rang the doorbell, and waited for her. When she finally opened the door, I gasped. This Astrid was a real knockout. She had short blonde hair, and it was slicked back. She wore all black leather, hugging her womanly curves. She did have big tits, as Craig had said. Her leather top had a hole in the middle so that you could really get a good look at them.

"You must be Jaimie" she said. "Won't you come in?"

She led us to the living room, and motioned for us to sit on the couch. Before I sat, I gave her the once-over with my eyes. When I reached the top, my eyes locked on to hers, and we had a bit of a stare-down for a moment.

But then something strange happened. I felt a stronger and stronger urge to sit, like my knees were getting weak.

"Sit Jaimie" she said, and I sat right down. She turned to Craig, and looked deeply into his eyes.

"Go change my love, and return to me as Jillian."

He got up and left for a room in the back.

"Lets get into something a little more comfortable" she said to me. I stood up, and found myself putting my hand into hers. We walked holding hands into her room.

Once inside, she opened the closet door, and looked through her clothes. She pulled out two negligees, one in red and one in powder blue. She handed me the blue one.

"Put it on Jaimie" she said, as she looked into my eyes. To my surprise, I found myself stripping naked, as she did the same. We each put on our negligées, and stared at each other.

Astrid had a wicked smile on her face. She licked her lips, and suddenly I felt myself getting wet! I had never been attracted to a woman before in all my life. But somehow, she got me going.

"Jillian, get in here now!" she yelled. Seconds later, Craig ran in as fast as he could in the high heel shoes he was now wearing. He was dressed up in a slutty outfit, with a miniskirt and a tiny top. He was wearing fake breasts that were hanging out of the pushup bra. And he wore quite a bit more makeup than he had at my house.

"Now watch" said Astrid, "watch closely to see how a woman pleases another woman."

She laid down on the edge of the bed, and spread her legs wide open.

"On your knees Jaimie!" she ordered, and I fell to my knees before her. She wanted me to go down on her! I wanted no part in this, but slowly, even against my will, I felt my head move lower and lower until she was right there in front of me.

I stuck out my tongue, and went to work. I did her as I would have wished it done to me. I caressed her nipples with my hands, or touched her in all the right places as I kept going at it. I lost track of all time. Was it ten minutes, or an hour? All I knew was that I was *enjoying* this, and I was getting incredibly wet myself.

"Now your turn Jillian" she said.

I stood up, and went to the night stand to get a Kleenex to wipe off my mouth, as Jillian assumed the position.

"You saw how a *real* woman does it" said Astrid. "Do like she did. Be like a real woman."

I watched 'Jillian' do her for ten minutes, and I now felt incredibly horny. When Astrid made Jillian stop, because she was getting too tender, she sat up and looked at me.

"Your turn" she said. I found myself almost running to the bed, lying down, and pulling up my garment to reveal my crotch. In all the time I had known Craig, he had never seen it before.

"Take it all the way off Jaimie" said Astrid, so I did. I was now naked.

"Jillian, suck her nipple" said Astrid. Craig would never touch me sexually, but Jillian hurried over to start sucking me. And meanwhile, Astrid went down on me. I almost immediately started exploding with pleasure, as orgasm followed orgasm.

Astrid pulled up, and put two of her fingers up inside me. She explored the wall of my vagina, until she found just the right spot. She started massaging it, and I was engulfed in a warm glow that started in my center, and radiated out. She had found my G-spot, and was bringing me in a way I had never come before.

Then she moved her thumb onto my clitoris. Between the G-spot getting it, my clitoris getting it, and Craig sucking away at my nipples, I was just overwhelmed with orgasms.

Finally, I had to push her away, as my privates got so sensitive that it tickled to have her keep touching me. I was unable to speak, because of the aftershocks from all the orgasms. I must have felt more orgasms in that half hour, than I had in the past year combined!

"You will never want to be with a man again" said Astrid. I knew that it was true. *This* was what I wanted now. I was hooked. How could a mere man ever do that to me?

"Jillian, you want to be Jaimie, don't you?"

"Yes! With all my heart, I wish I was her!"

"Good. Jaimie, you are a close friend of Craig's. You will do everything in your power to help him become a woman."

"Yes" I said. "I would be glad to help you."

"Good. Now massage my feet, both of you."

We eagerly started on Astrid's feet.

* * *

When Craig took me home when we were done for the night, I tried to reflect back on what had just happened. I had remembered arriving, and talking to her. But the next thing I remembered, the three of us were in bed together.

It was the first time I had ever done a three-way, and all I can say is that when it was done, I was in love with Astrid. I wanted her so much! I had given her the longest kiss when we parted. She had put her tongue into my mouth, and that got me wet again.

"I'm going to help you become a girl" I said to Craig. "Come over tomorrow, so we can start."

"Thanks Jaimie. You know, I wish I was you. You're so lucky to be a girl."

* * *

When Craig arrived after work the next day, all we could talk about was Astrid.

"So, what do you think of her?" he asked.

"I love her!" I said, which was certainly true. Very true. I hadn't been able to get her out of my mind since she made me explode in pleasure.

"I knew you would" said Craig. My true meaning was completely lost on him. Oh well, that was men for you. I don't know why I had ever bothered to date them, when I should have been going out with women all this time. I couldn't wait to be with Astrid again.

I had promised Astrid that I would help make Craig into a woman. So I had him dress up, and started calling him Jillian. I spent an hour with Jillian, teaching her how to put on makeup, how to put together an outfit, and lots of things that we women knew, but men were clueless on. Another reason not to date them!

Then I did a role playing game with Jillian, where she had to pretend to be a young girl on her first date, and I pretended to be a guy. I did all of the things guys had done to me, and tried to show her how it felt.

For example, I talked and talked to her, but didn't take my eyes off of her boobs. After a while, she started to get annoyed.

"Why are you looking down when you're talking to me? My eyes are up here."

"Bingo!!" I said. "Do you know how many times I've been with a guy, and he keeps staring at my boobs when he talks? Or even if he isn't talking, he keeps staring at them? I just hate it!"

"I can see why" said Jillian. "Did I ever...."

"No, *Craig* wasn't that way usually, although I did see him ogling other girls sometimes. But he wasn't bad, for a guy."

"What else can you teach me? This is fun!"

I taught Jillian about women's nutritional needs. I showed her the soy based products I used, because soy has natural chemicals within it that are very similar to estrogen. Some women claim that soy helps with symptoms of their periods, or even with menopause. So I told Jillian to start taking it right away, just in case.

I also gave her a list of books to read, which many young girls would have read, but not boys!

"These give us some common ground with each other. Like a shared experience. Read them all, at least twice, until you know the stories inside and out."

"I promise I will" she said.

We watched a romance movie, then it was time for her to go for the night.

"I'll see you tomorrow at Astrid's" she said as she prepared to leave.

"Good night. I'll see you there."

As Jillian drove away, I realized that she had forgotten to change back into being Craig again. Oh well, perhaps she was getting more comfortable with being a girl now.

* * *

The next day at work, I thought about all that had gone on the night with Astrid. I wondered how she had done those things to us. Somehow, she made Craig want to become a girl, in order to receive pleasure from her. And then there was what she did to me.

I had always been 'normal' when it came to dating and romance. But she somehow made me feel something towards *her*. And now as I scanned the people in my office, I wasn't looking at the men and wondering what they looked like naked. No, I was checking out the women! I was looking at the pretty secretaries and the administrative assistants, and wondering what sort of bras they were wearing, and how wonderful they would look naked. I even got wet as I imagined being with this cute young blonde.

How could Astrid have changed me over like this? In just one night, my entire world had shifted 180 degrees. My preferences had been turned, and now I was only interested in *women*.

And I so much wanted to please this Astrid, that I was willing to help turn my best friend into a girl, because that was what she wanted. How could she have so much of a hold on me? How could she have changed something deeply rooted within me? I didn't understand how she had done this.

I had always considered myself to be a very strong person. But I felt like a little girl again, meek and intimidated because of her. And the more I thought about her, the more I felt like I was falling in love with her!

I knew that if I was to go with Craig to visit her that night as we had planned, that I would never look back. I would be so head over heels for her that I would never break loose.

Part of me wanted to stay home, keep Craig away from her, and try to go back to how things were. But I knew that I was only kidding myself, like when I'd say to myself "that's it, tomorrow I go on the diet" or "I'm giving up smoking for *real* this time". You say it to yourself, but you know that you don't really mean it.

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