Become One of Your Bimbos!

"Yes, they ARE a strange bunch," she had not noticed Lydia come down the staircase on the other side.

"Now then, time to finish things off, here, I have a present for you."

She smiled and held out a flat, thin, dark-blue card box. Lita took it and lifted the lid. She breathed in in disbelief that this was really happening to her.

"Oh...!" Lita whispered.

Lydia walked behind her and took the box from her.

"Let's put this on, shall we?"

She rested the middle of the necklace just above the centre of Lita's cleavage and then wound the gold chain around both sides of her neck and fastened the clasp in the centre of the back of her neck. Lita wriggled a little so that it fell naturally. She grabbed her bag and pulled her mirror out; she had to see how she looked. Nestling just above her cleavage sat a small cursive "Lita" in gold coloured metal which matched her earrings and accessories.

"You'll need this as well."

Lydia pinned a name badge onto her jacket. It had the Waverley logo around the top and in the middle, it read "Miss Lita Millen."

"Oooh, I like that surname", said Lita, "but Miss, really? Shouldn't I be a Ms??"

"No, you're a Miss. It's old fashioned, but it signals availability."

"How dare you!" Lita semi-feigned outrage.

"Well, are you in a relationship Lita?"

"Well...er...no."

"Well then, why do you want to make it any more difficult to be in one than it has to be?"

Lita couldn't think of a good answer on the spot. She was actually fine with Miss, and quite liked the sound of it, but she thought that girls were supposed to object to this kind of thing. So, she had.

"Now, I'll leave you to get on with your work Lita, we close up at six o clock, so maybe you'd like to

go out and get dinner afterwards?"

"What, you mean like this?"

"Well of course dear, you look wonderful, I want to show you off!"

That evening they both sat at a lakeside table at one of the nicer restaurants in the town. It was mid-week so it was a little quiet, but there was a pleasant half-full ambience to the place. Lita felt comfortable as she walked in and saw that all the other women in there were dressed smartly in dresses or skirts, most of them wearing heels, and she relaxed as her anxieties about being over-dressed and out-of-place evaporated.

"What do you think you will do?" Lydia asked, "Will you keep the new body do you think?"

Lita put her hands up to her face, she honestly didn't know yet.

"Well, I love the new body so far, I have to say, but I don't want to commit just yet, just in case there is something about it that I discover that I don't like."

"Very smart Lita, and don't worry, we have your old body ready for you. So, if you decide to go back, that will be very easy to do. It will only take a couple of hours to replant you back into it, and retrospective neural mapping will only take about a day. I have to say though, I think you make quite a lovely young woman, and I think we'd miss our new receptionist if you decided to leave us!"

Lita smiled, she was really warming to Lydia, she had been so nice to her. As the waitress arrived with a bottle of champagne and poured two glasses, Lydia held hers aloft and said,

"To Lita, the newest, prettiest girl in town."

Lita blushed and took a sip. It tasted incredible with her new heightened sense of taste. Then she lifted her own glass and said,

"No, to Lydia, my new big sister."

Lydia smiled a broad, sweet smile.

"How lovely darling."

They had not been sitting there much longer when they noticed a pair of men stand up and walk over towards them. Lita felt a little excited, but quite timid; she was not ready for any male attention yet. As they walked over, they were both well dressed and were about the same age as Lydia and Lita. They started to say hello, and asked if the girls were having a nice evening, they both smiled and said that they were, thank you. Then the men asked if they were dining by themselves and asked if they'd like a little company? Lydia smiled and dealt with them politely but firmly, she told them that she was spending some valuable time with her girlfriend and that thanks, but they were okay. The men nodded and went back to where they had been sitting, occasionally turning to check out the girls, mostly Lita.

Lita was a little confused about her response to the men.

"Don't worry darling," Lydia had explained," you are so so new into your new life that there is simply no way that you are ready to even think about relationships, sex, or even whether you prefer men, women or either. And you know, you can take as much time as you like to make those decisions, there is absolutely no pressure to do anything with anyone until you feel that that's what you want to do."

Lita looked up at her and nodded. Lydia spoke so much sense, she was so glad that she was here to help to guide her. Lydia then looked up naughtily and secretively, and looked around as she pulled a small box from her bag and pushed it across the table to Lita.

"Er, wait until nobody is looking until you look inside. I wanted to say that, as a woman, the research has already been done for you."

Lita carefully lifted an edge of the box and looked inside. She gasped and then looked around in shock; nobody was looking at them. She lifted the lid a little more and then shut it firmly, looking at Lydia slightly embarrassed but also excited.

"The larger one is called the Tiger Vibe," Lydia whispered," That one goes deep inside you; while the little bullet one is to use on your clit."

Lita breathed more quickly; she was excited to hear Lydia talk about female sex toys. She also wanted to get home and try out her new toys and feel how her new girl's body and genitals felt. As a man, she had never used sex toys to masturbate, but she could see how they would be much more useful as an adjunct to a woman's pleasure at her own hands.

They had chatted for the rest of the evening, Lydia excitedly telling her that they had recruited two more people for their study, and that she would come by the following morning to help Lita get dressed for the office and maybe they could have breakfast together. Lita had agreed enthusiastically. Then they had ordered a taxi which had taken them back to the Waverly Institute. The door was locked at this late hour but Lydia showed Lita how to open the door with her name badge which doubled as her security access for the building. Lydia walked her to the door, checked that she had her new package, winked mischievously at her and then told her to enjoy discovering herself.

Lita flashed her badge at the door sensor and it had sprung open. She had quickly given Lydia a kiss on the cheek looked into her eyes and, feeling genuinely emotional, had said, "Thank you, big sister."

Lydia had smiled a broad, warm smile and had then turned, got into the taxi and left.

When she got back to her room, Lita set the box down on her dressing table and was about to start undressing herself when she thought she would just take one more look at herself in the mirror. She still looked sensational; her hair, makeup and earrings were all exactly as they should have been and, as she turned her body, she admired her wonderful girl's physique and how fantastic it looked in the perfectly fitting black suit, stockings and high heels. She was genuinely torn, she didn't want to take off the beautiful outfit, but at the same time she was becoming more and more excited at the thought of pleasuring herself and experiencing what her new, girl's genitals would feel like.

It was not long before she was naked, lying on her back on top of her bedsheets, her legs widely parted with her knees bent, hungrily pulling the whirring Tiger Vibe as fully into herself as she could manage.

"Oh my God!!" she breathed. The sensation was wonderful and she was incredibly aroused by the thought that she was being penetrated and that she was, in fact, a woman! With her other hand, as if just to make absolutely sure of this, she brought it up and started to rub her breast around. Her own, large-breasted female body was turning her on.

"Oh my God, how much better does this get?!" she gasped, starting to worry that she wouldn't be able to take feelings of pleasure that were any more intense than she was already feeling. But she hadn't even used the little vibrator on herself yet, and her clitoris had not yet received any proper attention. Almost afraid of what would happen if she did, she held the revolving shaft with one hand so that it did not stop fucking her whilst she picked up the slim pink hand vibrator and lowered the tip of it down towards the upper part of her vulva; where she knew her clitoris was sitting up, waiting.

"Fuck!" she screamed as she made first-contact and started to rub herself there. This was an entirely new level of sensation. For the first time, she started to give serious consideration to the idea that she would not return to her old body, but rather she would spend the rest of her life in this incredible new woman's body that they had made for her.

She pressed the button to start the vibrator buzzing.

She spent the next few minutes howling loudly in almost unbearable lust, alternating between not being able to stand the intense sensation of the vibrator, and then needing it back on her. When she came, it was like she had never had an orgasm before and she had no choice but to scream and moan uncontrollably, thrashing her body around as every nerve in her body discharged itself and she came alive in a way that she had never imagined could be possible.

After it had finally damped down and she had pulled the dildo out of herself, she lay there; sweaty, hot and spent with an enormous smile fixed to her face.

"I have to stay like this," she thought, "but what shall I DO if I am to stay as a girl and be Lita for the rest of my life? I mean, what does Lita DO - other than look amazing, wear amazing clothes and have the body of a genetic superwoman?"

She laughed a little to herself when she realised that, if nothing else, that was a damn good start! And then she remembered what Lydia had said at the restaurant. Her advice had been excellent, she had remembered that she had plenty of time to make these sorts of decisions and didn't have to feel pressured into doing anything that she didn't want to before she felt ready. She relaxed, and once more reflected on how fond she was of Lydia, and how happy she was to have somebody to act as her guide and look out for her during this new beginning.

Before she went to bed, she ran a hot bath, and whilst it was running, she followed the instructions that Lydia had given her about taking her makeup off and following her evening skin-care regime.

"Being a girl is hard work!" Lydia had joked when she had seen Lita realise that she would now have to devote a significant part of her day to her physical appearance or 'beauty' as Lydia had called it.

"Well, I suppose I have plenty of time in my days at the moment, so I might as well get used to it," she thought; and as she remembered how good she had felt all day, being the gorgeous little Lita and how explosive her orgasm had been, she thought that it might just be worth it.

With her makeup removed and after a long soak in the bath she was exhausted. She put on a pair of pyjamas, wrapped the sheets around herself and settled down to sleep; she went out like a light.

The following day she had been awoken to Lydia opening her door and pushing a trolley in whilst at the same time calling out "Room service!" in a silly voice. Lita had rubbed her face and rolled over to see her as she walked in, yawning as Lydia strolled over and set down a steaming coffee on her bedside table.

"A flat white darling," she smiled, "and I've brought you a warm salmon bagel here and an almond croissant as well."

"My god, I love you Lydia," Lita said, sitting up and sipping down the hot, silky coffee. Lydia had sat on the couch and eaten her own bagel from a light paper bag as she told Lita that they had a few appointments today but that it would probably be a good day for Lita to start using the time to do a little online shopping and fashion research.

Lita had munched her bagel whilst still lying in bed; spilling a few crumbs onto her enormous chest. Her cotton pyjamas had formed a shelf to catch any stray droppings and this had forced her to sit up and be more careful about how she was eating. Remembering that she was now erring on the side of keeping her new body long-term and staying as a girl forever she asked,

"Do I need to be on a diet or anything? I mean I don't particularly want to, but I don't want to be a fat girl now that I have this incredible body."

"Ha!" Lydia scoffed, "well, it turns out that your enhanced body and your processor-intensive interfaces have what we have decided is 'not a bug, but a feature!' You have a higher metabolic rate, and your interfaces consume a lot of glucose as their energy supply. What this means in real life, is that you can get away with eating way more than the average female can. You absolute bitch!"

Lita's jaw opened, and then she smiled. She could eat and she wouldn't get fat!

"Wow, Lydia, the more time I spend in this body, the more I think I want to stay in it."

She blushed a little as she told her about how it had felt the night before when she had pleasured herself and she told her how much she had loved the way Lydia had dressed her up and how she had enjoyed wearing the smart, sexy, office clothes.

Lydia had grinned and then said, "Well there'll be more of that today, we'd better get you up and to your post."

Lydia prepared her again. This time she did her hair with much less volume and accentuated a centralised parting. Whilst, at the back she brought her hair up, and arranged it in a clever style which looked like a series of rolls and knots. With the large hoop earrings returned to her ears and all of her makeup applied, Lita loved her new look. As she eyed her 'Lita' necklace which hung around a jewellery post on her dresser, Lydia smiled and said, "Not today darling." She had then dressed her in the high-necked chiffon blouse which fastened tightly and had a big pretty bow which tied under her chin. Lydia put her in the same skirt, but this time she gave her a pair of flower-patterned mesh tights to wear. She finished the outfit with a pair of lace-up, very high stiletto-heeled ankle boots which Lita felt made her look and feel incredibly sexy. In fact, when she walked about it them, she almost asked Lydia if she could just take ten minutes so that she could use the Tiger Vibe on herself. She didn't want to be late for the opening of the institute though, so instead, she followed Lydia and took up her place at the reception desk; although this time, she felt more than a little aroused doing so.

The day passed fairly slowly this time. She directed the occasional visitor and felt that she was becoming a lot more confident commanding their attention as she started to understand how good she looked and what bearing this had on their interactions. However, with the rest of her time, she sat cross-legged and started to get sucked into the online resources available for shopping and for women's fashion. This was obviously an enormous worldwide marketplace and Lita quickly consumed hours looking at outfits, dresses, shoes, earrings, handbags and makeup. She found that she was becoming increasingly excited about the options available to her as a woman but was also fairly overwhelmed by the enormous range of choice.

When it was time for lunch, Lydia had come and sat with her and had brought her a tasty chicken salad to eat at her desk.

"How's it going?" she had asked.

Lita had fidgeted, rocking her feet from side to side on her tiny high-heels as she had explained that she was a little overwhelmed by quite how much choice there was and that she didn't really know where to start in terms of buying clothes for herself or how she should dress.

Lydia had smiled warmly, held her hand and said, "Well, there is this thing which is quite popular with women all over the world that you might have heard of, called "going shopping,"" she wiggled her index and middle fingers on both hands to imitate speech marks.

"This is where a couple of girls go out and try a bunch of stuff on so that they can figure out what they like," she giggled. "It's Saturday tomorrow and the Institute will be closed, so why don't we have a shopping date together? How would you like that?"

"I would absolutely love that Lydia!"

The rest of the day passed with only one further incident. Lita was starting to feel a little like she owned the place. When she walked around the facilities, those that her pass would allow her access to at least, she was treated with respect and smiles by the rest of the staff. She could see that the men, whilst they were polite about it, fully understood how beautiful she was and she was starting to enjoy the fun sense of power that she felt this gave her over them.

Later in the afternoon, after she had just returned from the bathroom, where she had checked her hair and makeup and eyed up her sexy tights and high-heeled boots once more, she sat herself down at her desk again and thought about maybe ordering herself some shoes from an online catalogue. Before she could do this though, the door had opened and a man had walked in. He had an air of confidence about him but strolled casually up to her desk and looked down at her there. His face lit up with a kind but slightly mischievous grin when he saw her.

When Lita saw him, she felt a little surprised with herself. She suddenly became very aware of her femaleness and remembered exactly what she was wearing and how she looked and started to feel a little self-conscious, like she wanted to be sure that she was looking good for him. My god, was she finding this man attractive?! She didn't usually find men attractive, what was happening?!

She swallowed quickly and composed herself.

"Good afternoon and welcome to the Waverley Institute!" she said, trying to exude as much warmth as she could, "My name is Lita. How can I help you today?"

"Well, my goodness," he smiled, "I have an appointment with Charles Waverley."

Lita was a little stumped as she was not expecting this man and had never even heard of a Charles Waverley. But then her phone rang and a man told her to send him over to the lift on the ground floor and that they would meet him downstairs. Lita conveyed this, feeling relieved that she didn't have to look silly in front of him.

"Lita, how would you like to go out for a drink with me one evening this week whilst I am in town? I would love to get to know you a little."

Lita choked up. She actually quite fancied this man, which was so odd because up until this point she had been a heterosexual man. She also felt entirely unready for this. She didn't know what to do. She wished Lydia would come down and bail her out of the situation and looked up to her door, but it was closed. She was on her own. She suddenly realised that she had none of the girlish wiles that she thought would be second-nature to stunning women who had grown up accustomed to constant male attention. She tried to go on the offensive.

"What's your name?" she asked, buying herself a little time.

"Oh, I'm sorry, its James," he grinned broadly and held his hand out for her. She took it and shook it softly, aware of how small she was compared to the man. She wondered how his manly hands would feel on her body, and then shocked herself awake. She was nervous, but she decided to be brave and thought fuck it!

"I'd like that James."

"How about Monday night?"

"Yes, that would be nice," she smiled, reminding herself that she was an unbelievably attractive girl and had no reason at all to feel shy or underconfident.