Paradise Isle, StepSister Pt 07

Paradise Isle, StepSister Pt 07

(Trans, transformed, lesbian, reluctant) Jess' change of heart

By ChangeYourPassword

Author's Note: This is a work of fiction. It is a story of sexual fantasies and fetishes. These sexual practices are not for everyone, but those of us who delve into them understand the allure. The characters in the story certainly do. If you enjoy this story and the fetishes involved, great. If not, please forget the whole thing.

Read the previous parts of StepSister, first.

It was two months later when Jess decided.

"Aubrey, this morning I called the island and spoke to Vivian, remember her?"

It took Aubrey a minute to figure out what she was talking about. Then it struck her Paradise Isle, and the councilor at the hospital there.

"Yes, I remember."

She then had to wait for Jess to continue. She was very hesitant.

Finally, "I asked her about, um, finishing my transformation. Losing my cock and getting a vagina instead."

Aubrey was hugely surprised. "Oh. That's a big step, are you sure?"

"Yes. But I decided I'd be happier as a complete woman. And I'm certain you'll be happier too."

Aubrey smiled sheepishly, "I will be, but it has to be your decision."

"It is, and I'm certain it's the right move.

"And it'll solve the chastity device issue, too. They'll remove the thing along with my, um, cock," she still didn't like to talk about cutting off her cock, "and the monitoring nanites will die off as the device will be gone."

That made Aubrey happy; very happy. They'd be able to have sex like two 'normal' women. Gay women. That would be great!

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They continued with their lives, like they had for the months before, while they made all the reservations, and waited impatiently for the appointed time of departure.

As Aubrey had arranged everything the last time, she handled most everything for this trip to paradise as well.

Their visit would again start with Jess's procedure and then carry on as she recovered, into a regular vacation for two.

According to Vivian, just like with her last set of procedures, Jess would undergo the surgery on their first day and then spend a week in a near coma while she healed in the hospital bed.

For the second week she'd be recovering in their suite, with regular visits from a nurse to make sure everything was going as planned.

Finally, with a pussy instead of a cock, she'd be able to go out and play like any other guest at the resort.

Of course, for the entire three weeks Aubrey would be just vacationing. Enjoying paradise.

She would have to spend some of the middle week nursing her lover, but that wouldn't be a problem.

Naturally Jess was nervous about the whole thing. Swapping your cock for a pussy wasn't something to be easily accepted. Even with Aubrey's support and encouragement, it was difficult.

She had made up her mind, though. It would solve her chastity problems, as well as allow her to share sex with the woman she loved, finally.

The two of them spent some of their time, while they waited for the departure date, discussing other options for improvements to their bodies.

They spent several sessions debating larger breasts. Aubrey had already, during the last trip, had hers expanded by the nanites to nicely large D-cups, and she liked them very much. As did Jess.

Hers were smaller, though. During her transformation surgery she'd just gone with sensible C-cups.

"I'll go up a cup-size if you will," Aubrey offered, with a giggle.

"Why should we?"

"Because girls with bigger boobs have more fun, silly."

"I'm not interested in attracting guys," Jess said firmly.

"Hah. You think I am?

"I enjoy showing off, though, to men and women. And you sure seem to like my breasts."

"I do," Jess admitted.

"Well, my love, let's just agree that bigger is better."

Jess just looked at her for a moment, thinking. "You sound like you really want it. To get bigger breasts. Do you want me to have bigger ones? Would you like that?" she asked.

"Well, kind of," Aubrey replied, hesitantly, bashfully.

Jess sighed. "Let me think about it."

On another day, Jess asked. "Can I get rid of the elf ears? Have them cut back down to the way they used to be?"

Aubrey looked at her critically for a moment. "Jess, my love. I've gotten used to them and I like them. You look cute and unique, and I love that."

"Really? I thought they were Denver's idea," Jess replied, surprised and disappointed.

"It was. But like I said, I've grown to adore them." She then leaned in to whisper "please," and she kissed the tip of her ear before sucking it into her mouth and nibbling on it.

Jess shivered. It wasn't the first time Aubrey had played with her pointy ears. And she enjoyed it when her lover showed affection like that, but the things drew so much attention, they were embarrassing.

Although, if Aubrey wanted her to keep them, she supposed she could continue to deal with the things. She had gotten pretty good at hiding them with her hair and various caps.

Jess sighed, resignedly. "I suppose I can live with them, if you really like them."

"I do. Thank you, lover."

Jess, did come up with a suggestion that Aubrey really liked. "You could go hairless and have clear skin, just like me."

Aubrey brightened. "Actually, that's a great idea. No more shaving or depilatories. I like that. I'll do it. I imagine it'll just be a nanite injection. Easy-peasy."

She paused to giggle. "Then we'll both have perfect skin, like a pair of mannequins."

Jess had, when she examined herself critically in the mirror thought about that description of her body, and didn't really care for it.

It reminded her of Denver calling her a 'dolly'. But when she thought about Aubrey looking all clear, soft and pretty, she got excited.

"How about matching tattoos? Since we'll be together for the rest of time, we could mark our bodies the same." Aubrey suggested, the next night while they were cuddling on the couch watching something silly on the television.

Jess was floored. She certainly wanted to spend her life with her stepsister. Get married, enjoy each ever forever. But they hadn't really spoken about it before. Certainly, neither of them had proposed to the other.

She was most definitely ready to commit, if Aubrey was. And she was the one who just mentioned 'for the rest of time'.

"Aubrey. You'll have beautifully clear skin, like mine. We don't want to ruin it with ink.

"Let's get matching wedding rings, though."

She paused to let her statement sink in and to await a response. Positive or negative. She certainly hoped for a resounding 'yes'.

Aubrey stared at her for a few seconds before a smile began forming, and it grew and grew until she started to laugh. "Are you suggesting marriage?"

"Yes. Please marry me."

"Of course I'll marry you. I love you." And she jumped into her arms.

They hugged and kissed for a long while before shuffling, giggling all the way, into the bedroom where Jess gave her two happy orgasms one with her fingers and the other with her tongue.

As always, Jess didn't get to cum but she consoled herself knowing that after the trip, they'd both be able to enjoy their love making, together.

That night, before sleep, they assembled plans to get married on the island, during the last, 'vacation' week, when Jess would be fully recovered, and a complete woman.

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Finally, the waiting came to an end and they turned everything over to Megan and the team, the day before they headed for the airport.

Aubrey hadn't said much, but she was wonderfully excited and overjoyed by Jess' decision to finish the job and get rid of her penis.

She had tried to get over her aversion to the things but the memories of her rape were still haunting her.

Soon Jess would be all woman and they could truly make love. She wanted that so very much.

Knowing the island routine, they packed only carry-ons filled with bikinis, an outfit for the return trip, makeup and toiletries. That's all they'd need for the island.

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Once again, the long trip back to the island was torturous. They were both excited, though, and this time they knew what fun to expect, so the anticipation made the pain easier to accept.

The in-processing upon arrival was easier as well. They were return visitors, so not only were the island's bureaucrats more comfortable with them, they were more comfortable with the process.

After the paperwork, they swapped out cell phones and met their assigned concierge, Sophia, who was friendly and helpful.

They also received their wristbands, Aubrey got a white one, but Jess was a bit put-out by the orange one she received. "I'm already a woman," she complained.

"Not completely. You'll be completed, and receive a white one if you wish, after your procedure," Sophia replied, consolingly.

At last, Sophia took them to their suite. It was as nice a room as at their last visit. Only less crowded. Denver was missing, but not missed.

As soon as Sophie left them, they slipped on their bikinis and headed out for some exercise, some decent food and to soak in the ocean for a while.

Wen Aubrey left off her top, Jess giggled and set hers aside too.

"It'll be even more fun after the nanites have taken care of me," Aubrey giggled.

"I'm still not sure I understand why," Jess muttered.

Aubrey laughed. "For the fun of it. I told you, I always wanted bigger tits."

"They are bigger."

"Not big enough."

"If, you're sure."

"I am. Now come on," she replied as she headed for the door.

Actually, Aubrey wasn't sure. Most of the time she was looking forward to showing off nice, new big boobs, but there were also times when she asked herself why? Why was she so fascinated by the idea of walking around with a huge chest - bimbo boobs?

Envy, was her usual answer. The way big chested women were treated. With lust and desire. She'd seen so many occasions when men, and even women, distracted by a girl's chest, gave them anything, agreed to everything. And she wanted that power. Her money gave her financial might, but she wanted the personal power as well.

She'd gotten a taste of it lately with her nice D's, but she wanted more.

Jess was already nervous and wanted a chance to relax and perhaps forget, even just a little, about the upcoming procedure. She would check into the clinic the next morning, while Aubrey would just visit for her nanite injections.

The jet lag wore off, as they wandered the resort. The food and drink also helped them get over the doldrums, too.

After the restaurant, they went down to the beach, grabbed some gear and settled on the warm sand, under an umbrella, overlooking the calming waters.

There they cuddled and then napped for a while. It was wonderful and it allowed Jess to forget, for a short while anyway, what was to happen tomorrow.

Lying next to her dozing lover, Aubrey reminisced about their last trip there with Denver. She still missed her.

A couple hours later they gave up on the beach, and returned to the resort. After showering, they ate dinner at a restaurant they remembered and liked, and then staggered back to their room and their bed.

Neither Aubrey, not Jess, had the energy for sex, so they fell asleep with Aubrey much more excited about the morrow than her lover. Jess had a difficult time sleeping. Tomorrow they'd be cutting off her cock. Not really amputating the thing; they'd actually be reshaping much of it into a pussy. And apparently the doctors there were so well practiced at the procedure, that her new vagina would be virtually indistinguishable from the real thing.

That sounded good. Except, her cock would be gone!

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In the morning, they caught the shuttle to the clinic to begin the process.

Now that the decision had been made and Jess was committed, Aubrey allowed her excitement to show. Making it clear to her lover how pleased she was that she was at last getting a vagina.

That encouragement helped, and Jess began focusing her thoughts on real sex with Aubrey. Not the kind Jason had fantasized about all those years ago, but the girl-on-girl kind they'd be enjoying in the years to come.

That would be wonderful...

Jess though, remained nervous as they walked into the clinic.

There they both had to spend time with councilors and sign the required paperwork, before things could really start. Of course, Jess's session took much longer, she had much more to consider and agree too.

Aubrey was waiting when she was led out and down the hall toward the surgical suites. They exchanged one more loving hug and kiss before separating. And heading their separate ways.

Jess was laid out and prepped by a nurse and then rolled into the OR, where the doctor awaited her.

The surgeon looked down at her. "Don't worry, my dear, I'll give you a beautiful vagina, and make sure the nerve bundle is properly arranged and sensitive.

"We'll also insert additional nanites to ensure you really enjoy sex with your new arrangement."

The Chasti-Permalock tech was standing nearby, and she nodded. "Yes. The nanite package will increase the sensitivity and the pleasure you get from your new pussy."

The woman sounded proud and excited, as if she was the one getting the injection. Perhaps she already had them. That's why she's so happy, or was it contented.

That was pretty much Jess' last thought, as the anesthesia took hold and put her to sleep.

While she was out, her feminization was completed. They kept her comatose for the next week, allowing them to speed her healing under their constant and tender care.

While her stepsister was in the operating room, Aubrey had received her nanite injection, and after a wait, and a final check on Jess, she returned to the suite, anxious for her lover, and looking forward to her new breasts.

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While Jess began recovering in her hospital bed, Aubrey relaxed in the suite and watched the nanites change her body.

It was fun and exciting examining herself, watching the slow changes. It would take several days for the fantastically tiny machines to build up the additional tissue in her chest.

At the last minute she had decided to allow the nanites to take her up two cup sizes. So, she would wind up with hefty F-cups. I'll definitely look top heavy, she told herself, with a nervous laugh.

She knew it was a silly and slutty thing to do, but her excitement overrode her common sense and she went through with it.

The clinic had also added nanites to the cocktail to strengthen her back, to assist in carrying the new weight on her chest. She was pleased with that little improvement as well.

Slowly over the first couple days after the injection, her breasts grew and became larger and heavier, and much sexier and potentially more fun.

For most of that time she stayed in the room. Resting, watching and waiting. She only ventured out for one trip to the hospital to check on Jess, who was asleep, but fine, and a second time to visit the resort's store.

In the lingerie department, a helpful and experienced salesgirl helped her pick out a bra, sized appropriately for her new chest, when it finished growing. And after that, Aubrey picked up a couple bikinis with F-cup tops.

Even though she didn't intend to wear them, at least there on the island. Delightedly, she decided that 'If you got 'em, flaunt 'em,' would be her new motto.

By the third day, after yet another examination in the bathroom mirror, she decided that her new tits were almost there. Almost fully grown, so she gave up waiting and headed out to enjoy them as well as the resort. Topless, of course, she walked around, relishing the stares a little more each time she noticed some admirer, gawking.

She even began enjoying the sight of the guys' growing bulges, even though she remained frightened and disgusted by the cocks themselves.

Always, she loved the ways the various women reacted. Their envy, jealousy and lust turned her on, and helped convince her that she'd made the right decision.

Aubrey was also pleased with the changes to her skin. That had been an easy decision and a happy one. The undesirable hair under her arms, on her legs and around her pussy, washed away in the shower over a period of a couple days. Her light fir also disappeared. skin cleared up and lightened, just like Jess' had.

Out in the playground, alone, she was an easy target for guests looking for a threesome, but she turned them all down.

She was waiting for her lover. And soon they'd be married, and making love like two 'normal' lesbians.

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Jess wound up with another long recovery period. She was heavily sedated for the first week to speed the healing process, and when she was finally allowed to wake up, she had a pussy. At least that's what the nurse told her. Her crotch was still numb and wrapped in bandages, so she couldn't really tell.

She grew more relaxed as her head became less fuzzy. The surgeries were over. Actually, it wasn't all that different from her last visit, after the sex change. Although, this time instead of worrying about her new life as a woman, she worried about her new life with a pussy.

Aubrey had been called, and showed up at her door a short time later. She and the nurse chatted, while Jess finished waking up. It was a slow process.

Just twenty minutes after Aubrey joined them, the doctor came bustling in, and she had only good news. The surgery had gone perfectly. Jess's new vagina was healing perfectly, looked wonderful and should function, particularly for sex, perfectly.

As planned, Jess would be discharged from the hospital and moved to the bed in their suite, to finish her recovery. Then, if all went according to schedule, in a week she'd be released to enjoy her new feature, and the final week of their vacation.

The doc finished with a warning. "In three days, we'll remove all the bandaging, and pull the catheter. You'll be able to see ourself, and pee as a woman, but You must still refrain from sex until our final exam. Understand, young lady?"

She waited for an acknowledgement from Jess, and receiving a nod from her, she turned to Aubrey. She too nodded her agreement.

"Excellent. A nurse will be back in about an hour to move you out, and your concierge will have a cart waiting to take you to your suite."

With that the doctor turned to go, but Jess stopped her.

"Um, doctor. I do have a question. I had that chastity cup thing and nanites to go with it. Are they..."

"Not to worry, the hardware is all gone and those nanites are out of a job. Eventually they'll go dormant and clear your body.

"You do have a new batch to ensure you enjoy sex, and wonderful orgasms with your new vagina." She paused to chuckle. "I'm certain you'll like those more than the dead ones. A lot more."

Jess breathed a sigh of relief, and Aubrey chuckled happily.

The doctor laughed and asked "Anything else?"

"No, I think I'm happy."

"You 'think' you're happy? You should be ecstatic, and excited."

Jess finally laughed. "Oh, I am." And Aubrey added, "we are." And they all laughed.

The doctor and the nurse then headed out leaving them to relax and wait for Jess' freedom.

As soon as they were alone, Aubrey crawled into the bed with her and they kissed and held each other while Aubrey reminded Jess how much she loved her.

They were still cuddling when another nurse barged in. "Break it up, you two. Time to leave us."

Just fifteen minutes later Jess was laid out in the big bed in their suite. Her crotch was covered in tape and gauze and she had an uncomfortable catheter poking out of the mound, draining into a bag.

In just a few minutes she dozed off, exhausted by the unaccustomed activity.

Aubrey, relieved and happy, fell asleep in the easy chair, her book open in her lap.

A couple hours later Jess woke up to find Aubrey sitting, gazing at her, lovingly.

"How do you feel," Aubrey asked as soon as she saw her awake.

Jess smiled, calmly. "Fine, anxious to get rid of the bandages and the catheter."

Aubrey chuckled. "So, you can pee like a girl?"

"So, I can pee, period," Jess laughed.

Aubrey got up to step over and sit on the mattress. She gave Jess an adoring kiss.

"How are your breasts, by the way? Feel any larger?"

Jess had forgotten all about that. Her breasts did feel a little larger, they had apparently given her the nanite injection while she was out. She now had D-cups.

She also remembered that Aubrey was supposed to get injections as well. And when she looked, she realized that her breasts were huge! Much bigger than what they used to be. How could she have missed that?

"Um, I'm fine, I do feel a little larger, but you. You look much bigger! Huge."

Aubrey giggled. "I am. I wondered when you'd notice. I decided to go big. Really big."

"How big?"

"I'm an F-cup now," she announced proudly and happily.

"Wow!"

Aubrey giggled. "Like 'em?"

"If you do, I do," she replied, noncommittally. Jess thought that although her lover's breasts were impressive, they may be too big. Porn star big.

Aubrey saw the uncertainty and chuckled. "I love them. And everyone around here loves them. I'm sure you'll grow to love them too."

She then leaned in to kiss and nibble on Jess' heart shaped nipples, now on top of her larger breasts. She giggled as her lover shivered, and moaned quietly, enjoying the attention.

After a moment she lifted off and crawled into the bed so they could cuddle and kiss.

A very happy couple.

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Jess spent the next few days laying around the suite. Her crotch was still wrapped in bandages and a disgusting catheter collected her urine in a bag.

Walking was difficult, but not impossible so she was able to move around the suite - from bed to a chair and into the bathroom.

There was some pain, but mainly just discomfort. The most annoying aspect was that she was dying to see and use her new pussy. All she could do was wait for the day - it wasn't that far off.

She did sleep a lot, and with Aubrey, ate a lot as well. All room service meals. She hadn't really eaten while she was in the hospital.

She spent some time, on her second day back, in the bathroom, examining her new, larger breasts. When she took the time to really look at herself in the mirror she couldn't see that much difference, but she did feel the increase in size and weight.

That night she made love to dear Aubrey like they used to when she had a locked away cock. Aubrey certainly enjoyed that, and Jess was happy to oblige her, but she found it even more frustrating that she couldn't orgasm herself yet.

She admitted to enjoying Aubrey's new breasts. They were indeed even more fun to play with, kiss, lick and suck on, And Jess even took a short nap, resting her head on them.

Aubrey even appreciated that - providing her lover with a very personal pillow.

But both of them were anxiously looking forward to gaining access to Jess' new pleasure center.

On schedule, three days after discharge, the time came. A nurse arrived with a small cart of medical paraphernalia, and gently removed the bandages and the catheter.

Jess suffered through the process. It was embarrassing, awkward and occasionally painful, but successful nonetheless.

As a final, humiliating step, the nurse helped Jess up and into the bathroom to use the toilet for the first time. As difficult as it was, it was exciting to relieve herself in the feminine fashion.

Jess didn't share the information, but she found the process a lot less messy than peeing while wearing a chastity cup, but not as easy as peeing standing, with a penis.

Before she left them, the nurse again warned against sex. "Be patient. Don't screw things up by jumping the gun."

Jess and Aubrey both agreed to wait, even though neither of them wanted to.

The pair waited, good-naturedly for the nurse to collect her things and head out, before they started their examination of Jess' newly constructed crotch.

She sprawled back onto the bed, spreading her legs shamelessly, bending forward, trying to get a look at herself.

Aubrey kneeing at the foot of the bed actually got a better look, from her angle. "Very nice." She said, happily.

Jess saw enough. She looked like a real woman now. She reached down with both hands to verify and gently explore. It certainly felt odd, but also very real.

When she began feeling the inside, Aubrey cautioned her. "Hey, remember, you're still healing," and Jess, reluctantly backed off.

Giggling, Aubrey then climbed up onto the bed to lay on her belly her face just inches from her lover's new vagina. Still chuckling she confirmed, "it looks just like most every pussy I've ever seen. I expect it will function like them too."

"Gee, thanks," Jess replied, laughing. "I can't wait to verify your expert assessment."

Jess actually found it hard to believe and difficult to accept. No cock, pussy. She was now a woman in every sense of the word. And she was very happy about it. But then it struck her that she wasn't a complete woman. She could neve get pregnant. But that wasn't anything she wanted to deal with.

After a while, she simply fell back onto the pillow, smiling angelically.

"I wish I could see better. I'm not flexible enough," she muttered.

"I wish we could put it to use, but that will have to wait. If cameras weren't banned around here, I could take pictures for you," Aubrey said, chuckling.

"Porn?" Jess laughed.

"Just for us.

"But I can find a mirror for you. Don't go anywhere," she said as she jumped up and headed for the door.

"Where, you off to?" Jess asked, confused.

"Too the store dummy, to get you a hand mirror. You really should get a better view of your lovely new puss. You'll love it."

Jess tried to tell her it wasn't necessary, but she insisted and ran out the door.

Fifteen minutes later she was back with the largest, portable mirror they sold.

Delighted, she handed it over to her lover. "Careful, it's a magnifier on one side. Objects may look larger than they are."

Jess giggled. And proceeded to use the thing to examine the beautiful structure between her legs.

"Glorious, eh?" Aubrey asked happily.

"Absolutely," Jess replied, in awe at the sight.

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Still a bit sore and feeling weird, Jess went out the next day, to get out and try to enjoy the resort. She'd been there for almost wo weeks and been cooped up for most of that time.

Her bikini bottoms fit perfectly now, and that was fun in and of itself. No gaff, no chastity cup, just pussy in there.

And she did enjoy going topless with her new boobs, although compared to Aubrey, she was merely average.

That afternoon, and for the next coupled days as she finished healing, she and Aubrey would meander, hand-in-hand to a place that wasn't too far, and enjoy themselves, the sights and the sunshine.

After only an hour or two, they'd head back to the suite, so Jess could nap and finish her recovery.

Aubrey usually lounged out on the patio and read during those long hours.

Jess felt a little better each day. Her pussy felt more natural and she missed her cock less and less.

She did have mixed feelings about Aubrey's new and much larger breasts. She still couldn't understand why.

They were certainly attention-getting, and Aubrey clearly enjoyed showing them off.

And Jess did enjoy cuddling with them, but they also seemed kind of slutty. Too big for an intelligent, pretty and 'normal' girl.

"I like them, a lot," she replied when Jess delicately asked, one evening.

"They're big."

"Yup," Aubrey said happily. "I told you, bigger is better. You'll see."

She paused to give Jess a gentle kiss. "Jess, my love. When I was in high school and still interested in boys, I had small breasts, you remember."

Jess actually didn't. Back then, to Jason, Aubrey was always perfect.

"The boys always drooled over the girls with the bigger boobs. And it's the same now, with men and a lot of women," she paused and chuckled. "I can understand why the gay women, like you, love big tits, I guess straight ones, are jealous. They can see how their men react."

She paused to chuckle. "I certainly do, and I love teasing and showing off to both the lecherous men, and the envious women.

"And, with the lovely little nanites' help, I don't get any back pain. It's wonderful."

Jess kind of understood, and she was happy if her lover was.

"You just wait, and watch, you'll see." Aubrey said as she groped herself, wantonly.

As to her own, now larger breasts, Jess had no problem with them They weren't that much larger, heavier or sexier than they used to be.

Of course, all of her focus was on her pussy. She had a pussy! It was so much better than her cock, especially as it wasn't locked away in an infernal chastity cup.

Both of them were anxious to try it out...

More and more each day, that week, the pair spent time out in the resort, Jess wasn't allowed to go in the pool or the ocean, and walking was sometimes uncomfortable, but she could sit out and lay around under the big umbrellas, and ramadas. There, she could enjoy the beautiful views and watch the fascinating guests. Many of them made her horny...

At the end of the week, they anxiously made another trip to the clinic, for Jess' final checkup.

On the way over, sitting in the back of the shuttle-van, Aubrey leaned over and whispered in Jess' pointy ear. "I'm going to fuck your lights out."

Jess blushed. "Likewise. Planning on it."

Inside the exam room, Jess had to submit to another, intimately thorough inspection, while positioned on the infernal table with stirrups. She understood now why women dreaded the arrangement so much.

But at last, the doctor declared her new sex healed and available for use.

Aubrey actually applauded, while everyone else laughed.

The doctor's parting advice was directed at Aubrey. "Be gentle, at least for the first few days," she said with a chuckle and a wink.

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Like a couple of teens, they hurried back to their suite and giggling excitedly dove onto the bed, after hurriedly stripping off their bottoms, just inside the door.

They started out slowly, kissing and hugging like they usually did, although their anticipation of the things to come made it difficult and special.

Before long though, Aubrey began focusing on her lover's body, and her gloriously new pussy. She was anxious to show her how lovely it would feel, and was also eager to pay Jess back for all the times she had given her such lovely orgasms.

As her first step, Aubrey slid an arm down and began gently caressing her girl's pussy with just her fingertips, feeling her way around, tickling and massaging the folds and eventually the opening.

Jess, astonished and excited by the feelings, began quietly moaning as she squirmed and shivered.

It was wonderful.

When Aubrey shifted her touch inside, and found her little bundle of nerves, Jess' newly built clit, she lost it on only a few seconds.

She cried out, her breathing stopped as her body froze and orgasmed.

The sensations were exquisite, and sent intensely pleasurable electrical shocks around her lower belly, and up her spine to her brain, which caused lights to flicker inside her head. Startling and amazing too. A much more intense set of feelings from a guy's climax!

So much better than anything Jason had ever experienced.

Jess wasn't sure if the pleasure came naturally, or because of the nanites. It didn't really matter. Her feminine orgasms were wonderful. Mind-blowing. Hugely pleasurable. She wanted more.

Aubrie's giggling pulled her from her trance. "Nice, eh?"

"I don't remember ever feeling that good."

"Better than cumming?"

"Yes."

"Happy now, being a woman, and my lover?"

Jess pulled her into a passionate kiss, before answering, "absolutely. Yes, and yes."

Intending to emphasize that point, Jess slithered down toward Aubrey's sex, stopping at her new breasts. They were indeed huge, so much so that she couldn't wrap her hands completely around them. She chuckled when she remembered the old saying about 'more than a handful,' but the nipples were still the same, so she dedicated several minutes to kissing and sucking.

But when she tried to continue her move South, Aubrey laughed and pushed her off.

"Oh, no you don't. This is about you and your new cunt. I'm not done with you yet."

She continued to push Jess over and onto her back, while she rolled on top, and slid down between her legs.

There she began kissing and licking her way to her lover's new sex.

Once again, Jess was blown away. It felt so very good. And she experienced the same, wonderfully delightful feelings as she had before.

It only took her a little longer to climax a second time.

Afterwards, as Aubrey happily climbed back up to lay on her, face-to-face, Jess just flattened into the mattress exhausted and dazed.

Aubrey's kisses pulled her out of her daze. When there was a break in the action, "Jess muttered. "I'm so happy."

Aubrey chuckled. "Me too. We're going to have so much fun."

"We certainly are."

They laid there for a while before Aubrey suggested lunch. It was just after noon, and she was hungry, but Jess needed another hour before she felt up to standing, walking and eating.

Aubrey harassed her laughingly, for the entire time. "Come on girl. Be strong. You have a lot of catching up to do. Many more Big-Os in your future."

Jess groaned but finally crawled off the mattress.

Walking tentatively, with Aubrey giggling, they made their way to a sports bar. Jess had proclaimed the need for a big burger and a beer, or three. So that's what they ate.

After a revitalizing lunch, although tempted to go back to the room for more sex, they decided to visit the beach.

The doctor had also given Jess permission to play in the water, and they were both looking forward to that activity. It was one of their favorite pastimes, there at the resort.

"We'll have plenty of time for sex, later," Jess had declared.

"And we don't want to wear out your new pussy," Aubrey added, laughing.

They spent the afternoon in the water, or laying on the beach. It was a perfect way to while away the afternoon. Their real vacation had begun.

Later, water logged and slightly sun burned, they went back to the room to shower before dinner. And under the spray, Jess sunk to her knees and licked Aubrey to an orgasm of her own.

Dinner that night became quite a celebration. They had a great meal, and then settled in with a bottle of champaign.

For a change, Jess didn't mind getting hit on by other couples, even those that included a man. She had nothing to hide, but she still had no interest in partners with cocks. So, she just joined in wit Aubrey in gently teasing, but always refusing their advances.

Well after dark, drunk and happy, they staggered back to their suite, and collapsed into the bed, too tired to think of anything but sleep. They would have plenty of time for sex, tomorrow.

++++++++++

Hungover, the next morning they slept in late.

When they finally felt like getting up, they agreed they needed food. But Jess decided she needed sex more.

"Breakfast can wait," she said as she hugged and kissed her lover.

"It would be more like brunch, now," Aubrey giggled. "But we can wait until lunch."

And then she pulled Jess into a passionate hug and a long kiss.

They made love slowly and for more than an hour, as they exchanged orgasms.

And it was even better for the both of them.

Afterwards, Aubrey giggled. "No more sex until tonight. I'm getting worn out."

"Not me," Jess replied, even though she was a little sore down there.

"Don't go overdoing it, young lady," Aubrey laughed. "And don't become a nympho, either. I won't be able to keep up."

"You could try."

It took them an hour to build up enough energy to go out for lunch, but they were starving and couldn't wait any longer.

They spent the rest of the day hanging out in the central courtyard, floating in the pool, drinking, not too much, at a pool-side bar and lounging under a ramada on a comfortable couch/bed. There was also a lot of peoplewatching as was always the norm everywhere on Paradise Isle.

A perfect vacation day.

The two of them drew their fair share of oglers as well. Especially Aubrey with her nice big boobs. And she enjoyed the attention.

"You do seem happy with your big chest," Jess said at one point, while they sat on stools at one of the bars, sipping.

"I am. I always dreamed of being 'chesty'. I told you that."

"Aren't you worried about the reactions of the people back home? I mean it's one thing to have a huge rack here on the island, where everyone is sex crazed."

"Including us," Aubrey interjected, giggling.

Jess smiled and nodded. "True. But what about the folks in SD?"

"Who? Morgan and Quinn? Winona?

"I don't think any of them will mind. And anyone else - who cares?"

Jess thought about it for a minute. She was right, of course. None of their girlfriends would really mind. So why shouldn't she fulfill her dreams and walk around with a beautifully large pair?

That night the sex was again wonderful. Jess' pussy gave her all the pleasure she could handle, thanks to Aubrey's loving manipulations.

+++++++++++

The next couple days were glorious. They alternated between a great time making love in their suite, with having a good time relaxing and enjoying the food, drink and fun activities of the resort.

One afternoon, Aubrey took her shopping for toys.

"We need to pick you up a collection of your own," she had said as she led the way into the resort's store. They, as one might expect, maintained an entire department dedicated to sexual paraphernalia.

"Here, now?" Jess asked, terrified and embarrassed. She'd seen Aubrie and Denver use dildos and vibrators back at home, and she'd even employed some of them to help her lovers get off, but she'd certainly never owned or employed anything like that on herself.

Aubrey had giggled. "Why not? Now that you have a lovely pussy, you can have fun with a good dildo, and I bet you'll absolutely love a well-placed vibrator."

"But..."

"Oh, come on. Grow up. They offer a wonderful selection, because every sex-addicted girl around here knows and loves their toys."

She leaned over to give Jess a kiss. "And you're becoming a sex addict."

The description surprised and shocked her. But with a moment's though, she had to laugh. "I am kind of addicted to it, aren't I?"

"Kind of?" Aubrey laughed. "Better pick up a basket, unless you want to walk around with your arms full."

"Oh, come on..."

"Hey. You need a full range. We have a lot of work to do to find out which ones you like the best."

Again, the more Jess thought about it the more intrigued she became. How could she not enjoy that series of experiments.

Aubrie wound up making all the selections from the extensive inventory offered. Jess wound up simply holding the basket while Aubrey dropped things in. Just watching got Jess excited.

Some of the items seemed excessive, but any time she questioned one of Aubrey's choices, her objection was overruled.

"You'll see. Try it, you might like it.

"And if you don't, I might."

By the time they headed for the check-out, the basket was full, and Jess was totally humiliated by the smirk on the cashier's face.

That night Aubrey helped Jess sample several of the new toys.

All of them worked. By about two in the morning Jess and her new puss were absolutely worn out, and she'd had too many orgasms to count. She had identified a couple favorites, that Aubrey had studiously noted.

When she finally begged, "no more! Please, I need to rest," Aubrey agreed to stop. "But we have many more to try out," she protested, laughingly.

"I can't," Jess whined.

"Tomorrow, then."

"It is 'tomorrow'.

"Tonight then, we'll resume your experimentation and education."

"Whatever," Jess replied. Almost looking forward to more testing.

That day, aside from meals, Jess dozed under a private little ramada, while Aubrey read, or went out for walks.

After dinner though, Aubrey insisted that they resume the toy testing game. Jess resigned to her fate, was both excited, and afraid. But she quickly became aroused.

Once gain they played well into the early morning hours, but stopped the moment Jess began complaining that her pussy was getting sore.

"We're almost done." Aubrey argued.

Jess moaned, but didn't fight it.

"What are you doing?" she cried out a moment later when she felt Aubrey shifting her attention from her pussy to her ass.

Aubrey giggled. "It's time to test your other option."

"Aubrey! I'm not interested. Stop!"

But she didn't. "Relax. Remember your nanites will ensure you enjoy it. I enjoy it once in a while. It's one more aspect of sex every girl should try."

"I don't want to," Jess moaned sounding petulant and frightened.

"When a girl's puss is worn out, she always has her ass. It's something else you need to learn my love. So, stop your whining. Relax and enjoy. You'll see."

At first Jess fought it, but she was tired, and Aubrey was in charge, and then it started feeling kind of good. Humiliating, but pleasurable, too.

Aubrey continued to work on her with one of the toys until Jes, surprisingly orgasmed. She couldn't help it. Especially when Aubrey added a finger tickling her clit. Despite her qualms, the vibrator in her ass was feeling surprisingly pleasurable, and her lover's touch pushed her over the top in only seconds.

Pleased, Aubrey gave her a loving kiss. "See, fun, eh? You certainly seemed to enjoy it."

Jess moaned, and reluctantly admitted that she had indeed orgasmed. "But I still don't like it. It seems so, um, demeaning."

"Why? If it feels good. Just accept and enjoy it."

"I prefer my pussy," Jess said, laughing. "Now that I have one."

Aubrey laughed, too. "I understand, I prefer that too. But every once in a while, my asshole can be fun.

"And mine isn't nanite enhanced like yours. I bet you could enjoy really nice Big-Os just from your ass. You were close just then."

Jess groaned, knowing it was true.

Aubrey giggled. "We'll have to work on that."

"No."

"Don't 'no' me, young lady," She scolded. "We will, and you'll enjoy it!"

She leaned over and gave Jess a kiss, and then sat back.

"In any case we've identified a couple of dildos and your favorite vibrator. A job well done."

"What about the others?"

"Oh, we'll take them home with us. For use on rainy days. You never know what you might feel like," Aubrie answered, laughing.

+++++++++++

It was the fifth day of their vacation, only two more remained, before they'd head home.

They were walking along one of the courtyard's pathways on their way to a bar, when Jess staggered to a halt, surprising Aubrey, pulling her to a sudden stop, beside her. "What?"

"Isn't that Denver?" Jess asked shocked and staring.

Aubrey anxiously turned to look. "What? Where? Oh, my!"

It was Denver, she was sure of it. "What are the odds," she mumbled. She hadn't seen her old lover for months, and now here she was, way down here.

Denver was on the other side of that section of the pool, walking along looking fantastic. And following along behind her was a woman on a leash.

As they stood watching, Denver turned into a bar across the way, and they got a better look at Denver's partner. She was, like Denver, gorgeous.

And she had a tall golden collar around her neck, and a golden strip between her legs covering her crotch. There were also two golden cups covering her breasts. It looked like a sexy bikini, but there were no straps holding her metallic coverings in place. At least nothing they could see from that distance.

It looked sexy, but weird; scarry.

Denver was leading her companion along by the leash that was clipped to her collar.

That's dominant Denver, Jess thought. She replaced Aubrey, and me, with a slave girl.

They watched, still surprised as Denver and her girl made themselves comfortable at a table,

"We should go before she sees us," Jess suggested,

Of course, just then, Denver glanced around and spotted them. Aubrey watched closely at the flash of emotions that played across her ex's face. Surprise, disappointment, then a certain pleasure. She stood up and waived.

Aubrey waived back, smiling warmly.

Denver, being Denver motioned for them to come over and join them, and Aubrey nodded and waved back, turning toward the nearest bridge that connected to the bar's little island.

Jess wasn't nearly as excited, but she wasn't about to protest or refuse the get-together. Aubrey had loved that girl, and clearly still had feelings for her.

Aubrey led the way across and down the path to where Denver was waiting. As soon as they arrived, she stood and the two old girlfriends hugged and kissed like old times. Jess hung back, uncomfortably, while Denver's girl did the same.

Jess got a better look at her. She was statuesque and beautiful, like Denver, but the collar and leash made it clear that she was owned.

As she was closely watching Aubrey and her mistress, Jess spent some additional time checking out her outfit. She couldn't figure out how it was held in place, unless it was secured like her chastity cup had been. Oh shit! Poor girl.

After Aubrey and Denver finished with their clinch, Denver introduced her pet. "This is Valery, my new lover, and of course, my slave. I adore her."

She paused to chuckle. "And Jess, you'll love her chastity cover and cups."

Aubrey looked at the girl who blushed, shyly.

Jess though, frowned. "You did enjoy being my keyholder."

"Yes, I did enjoy that." She replied, bitterly. Jess thought it sounded like she was saying that was all she enjoyed. Not her, and not her cock.

Then going back to ignoring her, Denver gave Aubrey another kiss. "I miss you terribly," she said, and she did sound sincere. She really did mean that.

Aubrey smiled weakly. "I miss you too. But Jess and I are happy. She no longer has her cock, by the way. She's all girl now."

Denver reacted with shock and awe. "Really? You actually let them cut off the cock? But that was what made you special."

Again, the way she said it, Jess thought it was meant to be an insult, and she resented it. But she couldn't help also feeling a flash of remorse, second guessing her decision to go through with her switch.

Aubrey jumped to her stepsister's defense. "Yes, Den. She's all girl now. And we're very happy."

Denver laughed, derisively, and turned away from Jess.

"Aubrey, your breasts look much larger, did you have more done?" she asked, smiling and eyeing her X-lover's chest.

Aubrey blushed. Until that moment, she'd been very pleased with her new, expanded chest. She enjoyed showing it off. But under Denver's caustic stare, she was no longer feeling so proud.

Damn the woman!

She almost backed away, screw her! But she had loved her, and she was curious to find out how she was doing. With her new slave-girl lover.

"Yes, I decided to go bigger, and I'm enjoying myself."

"Good for you." Denver replied, and Aubrey actually thought she meant it.

Their introductions and catty comments over, the four of them sat around the table, sipping at their drinks.

Denver actually seemed to relax, and became more sociable. She explained that she had only met a couple months ago, and immediately loved each other. They'd come on this trip to take things up another notch.

"I had so much fun here on my first visit with you," she told Aubrey.

"Me too," Aubrey replied, affectionately. She did miss the woman; they had enjoyed some great times together.

The two of them then spent the next while catching up with news of their lives since the split. It was a friendly and caring review, and both of them seemed to care about each other's happiness.

Left out of the conversation, and relieved that she was not mentioned, Jess looked to Valery sitting beside her. She was listening intently, until she realized that Jess was there beside her, examining her, quietly.

She smiled at Jess, self-consciously. "So, you used to be a guy?" she asked curiously.

Jess shrugged. "Yes. I decided to transition. It was done here on the island six months ago.

"For a while we were a threesome." She added, somewhat sadly.

Valery seemed uninterested in the old relationship.

"But you kept your cock? And Denver used it?"

On that topic, she sounded genuinely curious. Particularly about Denver's fucking.

Jess nodded. "I just finished the process, a couple of weeks ago. I'm still recovering. But when we were still together, Denver and I used to screw. And she had me fitted with a chastity device."

Denver apparently had heard the word 'chastity'. She broke off her conversation with Aubrey and turned to them.

"My Valery has a similar arrangement, don't you, my love?"

"Yes," Valery replied, without any great enthusiasm.

"Aubrey, if you enjoyed being Jess keyholder as much as I did, you might want to consider Val's device for Jess.

"Her Chasti-Permalock device is fantastic.

"Just like with Jess', she's allowed out for one-hour periods for sex. And if she breaks the rule nanites make her incontinent. She wears diapers, just like Jess did." She added an appreciative giggle, which reminded Jess of how bitchy the woman could be.

Aubrey and Jess looked at Valery, and her expression confirmed her dislike for that form of punishment.

Denver chuckled again. "The parts of her chastity cover secure to her body just like yours did Jess.

"You can see that she has breast cups to prevent any stimulation there, and the beautiful strap between her legs holds a dildo inside her puss, and a plug in her ass as well.

"She gets no fun from any of her girl parts."

Jess expected to see some sign of frustration or anger from Valery, when she glanced her way, but her expression was neutral. Could she be comfortable with the arrangement? If so, the girl was much more submissive that she had ever been.

Aubrey shook her head, sadly. "Sounds cruel to me, Den."

Jess agreed. Denver hadn't changed; in fact, it seemed like she'd gotten meaner.

"Oh, she loves being under my control, don't you, my love?"

"Yes, Denver." Valery acknowledged.

Aubrey couldn't decide if she was being truthful, or if she was just answering as required. Could the girl be that compliant, that kinky?

"Aren't her breasts kind of uncomfortable, when you sleep, I mean?" Aubrey asked for the lack of anything else to talk about.

Denver chuckled. "I got used to them. Actually, the feel of them turns me on.

"Her puss is always filled, but she gets no pleasure from it. They offer a vibrator, but I decided against it.

"Her ass plug though is special. She can remove a cork that opens a tube in the center so she can give herself an enema and empty her poop, whenever she feels the urge."

"And you keep her like that?" Jess asked, appalled, and feeling sorry for her.

"Of course. She has no choice. Nanites, remember?

"You should remember," she added with a laugh. Then she turned to Valery. "Jess here was my first chastity victim. She hated wearing diapers, didn't you, Jess?"

When she didn't answer, Denver scowled. "Didn't you?"

"Yes," she replied sullenly.

Denver chuckled. "My Valery doesn't mind, do you lover? In fact, I think she enjoys it."

Valery didn't reply, even though everyone was staring at her, awaiting a response.

"Valery..." Denver growled.

The girl sighed. "Yes, I enjoy it, sometimes."

"What do you enjoy about being forced to wear diapers, little girl?" Denver asked pleasantly, enjoying the game. Embarrassing her lover.

Valery moaned. "I enjoy the warm feeling," she admitted, uncomfortably.

Denver barked a laugh, "And the humiliation, too, right?"

"Yes." blushing and drooping her head.

"See Jess, some girls enjoy my games. Too bad you didn't learn to be a better girl."

Jess glanced at Aubrey, who was clearly shocked and upset by Denver's harassment of her girlfriend. It wasn't the Denver she'd loved, back in the day. She'd changed so much. Become such a bitch.

After those revelations, Denver waived over a server and ordered a meal for herself and her pet. And she encouraged Aubrey and Jess to join them.

Jess didn't want to stay, but Aubrey felt she owed her friend and ex-lover more time. She did still care about her, and wondered what more she'd been up to.

While they ate Denver and Aubrey resumed sharing the updates of their lives since the split. Denver provided more details on how she was spending and managing her share of the winnings. There was nothing earth-shattering. She had purchased a nice home further up the coast and had invested a bunch in stocks and bonds.

Jess and Valery just eavesdropped, while they ate and people watched.

With the food almost finished, Denver pulled her chair closer to Aubrey's and began an earnest, whispered conversation with her.

It made Jess nervous. What was the woman plotting? She couldn't hear, and Aubrey was listening. Damn!

Worried she turned to Valery, who was ignoring her mistress, and scanning the surroundings. When their eyes met, Jess, curious, quietly asked, "Are you happy like this?"

Valery smiled weakly. "I love her, even if she abuses me."

She glanced over to make sure Denver was still engaged with Aubrey. Seeing the two of them till focused on each other, she resumed explaining. "I'm horny all the time. All I think about is sex, and pleasing her so she'll unlock me. And when she does my orgasms are mind-blowing," she paused, closing her eyes, and Jess could imagine her dreaming of wonderful sex.

Then she snapped out of it, and continued, embarrassingly. "Sometimes, when I can't stand it anymore, I take off my covers, get myself off, and then suffer through the day of diapers."

She sighed, and admitted, "and I don't mind paying that price."

"Wow," Jess sighed. Impressed, but baffled. The girl was either very kinky or crazy.

Valery giggled, and sat back. "At home we live a comfortable and happy life. Two lovers. Most people don't know about our games."

"Your collar?" Jess asked. How could people miss that, or understand what it meant?

"Oh, I get some stares, but I explain it away as an elaborate piece of jewelry. It is kind of stylish, don't you think?" She asked with a twinkle in her eye.

Jess nodded, and agreed. That was one way to describe the collar, but she imagined that most people would see it for what it was, a slave collar.

Jess had other questions for her, but just then Aubrey and Denver concluded their private little talk, and turned back to their partners.

Jess caught Aubrey's eye, questioningly, and she only smiled and nodded, mouthing, 'later'.

Denver settling back into her chair and chuckled as she looked over. "See what you missed, Jess? You could have been just as happy as my Valery," she said proudly.

Relieved that she hadn't' missed' it, Jess actually smiled. "I'm pleased for you Denver, and you too Valery, but, Aubrey and I are very happy."

"We are. But we do miss you, Denver," Aubrey added.

Jess disagreed, but didn't share her opinion.

Just a short time later, Denver stood, holding Valery's leash and they said their goodbyes. Denver and Aubrey exchanged long hugs and affectionate kisses, before both pairs headed their separate ways.

Jess was relieved and happy to be away.

After Denver was out of sight, Aubrey and Jess finished their drinks and also left.

As they walked along, Jess just had to ask, "so what were you two talking about, so secretively?"

Aubrey chuckled. "Oh, just reminiscing about good old times."

"Yah, right," skeptically.

Aubrey grimaced. "She wanted to make sure I was happy with you. She does want me back. But not you. She still blames you for our break-up."

"Are you happy?" Jess asked, concerned.

"Absolutely!" and Aubrey pulled her into a hug and a passionate kiss. "I love you."

"And I love you."

++++++++++++

Late that night, after making love, they were just lying there getting ready for sleep, when Jess mumbled.

"I can't believe Valery is happy with her life."

"Takes all kinds," Aubrey sighed. "I know you always dreamed of being a girl, and now it's really happened. And you love it, right?"

"Yes," she admitted.

"Okay. Now imagine her fantasizing about being her lover's sexual play thing, and now it's really happened for her, too.

"And she's enjoying it, isn't she?"

"Yes, I guess she is," Jess replied. The girl had admitted it, honestly it seemed.

"Well then, leave well enough alone. Just hope that Denver takes good care of her."

Aubrey leaned over and kissed her. "Now get some sleep we've only got a couple more days here, before we head home."

++++++++++++

In the morning Aubrey and Jess discussed their plans for getting married, there on the island. They had been having so much fun, they'd pushed those thoughts to the back of their minds. Now they were running out of time.

Lying there, cuddling as they talked, they changed their minds. They both agreed that a wedding at home with their friends around them would be much more fun. They giggled when they both admitted to wanting the opportunity to wear formal wedding dresses to the ceremony. Not elaborate white gowns, but pretty and feminine things.

So, they spent their remaining days on the island just enjoying themselves, doing typical resort adventures.

Aubrey continued to adore showing off her new, larger breasts, while Jess was more focused on her new flat front. She had a tiny bikini bottom that also showed off her 'camel toe'. Slutty, but clearly feminine.

Those days, with Jess's body completely healed, she was more interested than ever in sex, and Aubrey was happily willing to accommodate her. They enjoyed several sessions on the beach beneath an umbrella, covered with a blanket while they coupled and orgasmed.

And of course, every night was full of love, as well.

During those sessions, Jess learned to love the collection of toys they'd purchased, and she'd even allowed Aubrey to take her ass one more time.

++++++++++++

On their final day, it occurred to them that they needed clothes to wear for the trip home. They had packed outfits for the return trip but now, with larger chests, they weren't happy with the way those dresses fit.

So, off to the resort's store they went.

They wandered the relatively small selection of racks that offered dresses for normal street wear and were disappointed by what they found.

There were certainly some nice things, and dresses that would fit their new chests, but Aubrey wasn't satisfied.

"Why not?" Jess asked. "That last pale blue dress looked fabulous on you."

"It looked okay, but it didn't shoe off my new boobs well enough. Not enough cleavage."

"Oh, come on, Aubrey. Remember we're going back to civilization. If you show off too much skin, some oaf will attack you."

"Oh, nonsense. In the middle of an airport?"

"But why bother? You can show off enough in that blue one." Jess argued. She still didn't understand her lover's fascination with her over-sized chest. She did enjoy them, but she did sometimes think Aubrey looked too much like a porn queen with boobs that big.

"I just want to explore some more. We can try one of the other resorts, perhaps they'll have something that I'll like better.

"And I'd like something a little sexier for you too,"

"For me? I like this one," Jess replied as she held up the pretty yellow dress she had selected.

Aubrey smiled, but shook her head. "You do look pretty in that, but I want you in something sexier. I'm thinking we want everyone in the airport to be drooling over us."

"For God's sake, why?"

"For fun, of course."

Jess looked at her worriedly. "Aubrey, what's come over you? You're becoming one of those exhibitionist girls. Always screaming for attention."

Aubrey chuckled. "Jess, my love, I'm just happy. Why shouldn't I be? I'm rich and in love. Getting married and now I have the body I always dreamed of. Why shouldn't I just have wild fun with it?

She grabbed Jess, pulled her into a hug and kissed her intensely and lovingly.

When she finally released her, Jess moaned. "Well, when you put it that way..." Then she giggled. "Let's just pick something, anything and go back to the room. I feel the need for sex."

Aubrey laughed. "Nope, sexy outfits first, then sex. Come on."

She grabbed Jess by the hand, forced her to set aside the dress she liked, and dragged her out and all the way over to the shuttle bus stop.

After waiting for a few minutes, the van for the fet resort showed up and they jumped aboard.

"I figured we'd check out the other resort's shop," Jess said as they rode away.

"Nah. The other regular resort would probably have the same stuff. I like the idea of checking out the fetish store."

"I don't."

Aubrey laughed excitedly. "Party pooper. You just leave it to me. In fact, I don't want any more negative waves from you. I'll pick out our outfits, and you'll wear what I tell you to wear."

Jess knew she was screwed. She'd wind up wearing something revealing and sexy. But then again, why not? She was a perfect girl now; why not have fun with it? And, as always, she'd do whatever Aubrey wanted.

And, sure as hell, it went as she expected. Aubrey was having a ball, and wound up totally out of control.

After searching the racks, filled with sexy things, they purchased the pair of insane latex dresses Aubrey declared as 'perfect' for her games. The two dresses were skin tight, and very revealing. Low cut up top, and with very short skirts. Aubrey's was blue and Jess' was white.

Of course, Aubrey's boobs were on full display; in fact, it looked like they might pop out at any moment. She thought it hilarious, and even seemed to be looking forward to that wardrobe malfunction.

"What's come over you?" Jess asked more than once.

"Just having fun. Don't rain on my parade." was Aubrey's standard answer.

As to the dress picked out for her, Jess wasn't pleased at all. The skirt was just as short as Aubrey's, but it wasn't cut to show quite as much clevage. Of course, she didn't have as much as her partner did, either.

But Jess's latex dress came with a matching latex corset. A real one, stiff with heavy boning.

"This is terribly uncomfortable!" she complained, after the thing had been laced tightly shut around her.

"It looks fantastic, though. And the way it pushes up your tits, you look almost as big as me."

"Aubrie, I can't wear this for the whole trip home." Jess whined.

"Of course you can, you look fabulous."

She ran her hands around Jess' stiff and tiny waist. "Jess dear, you'll get used to it, and just think about the impression we'll have on everyone who sees us."

Jeff shook her head. "The guys will cum in their pants," she moaned.

Aubrey laughed. "Won't it be fun watching them?"

"I'll feel sorry for them."

"No need for that. Remember my love, you're one-hundred percent girl now. No sympathy for the male of the species. Have fun taunting and torturing them."

Jess could picture it, and doing it, and enjoying it. She started to smile, devilishly.

Aubrey noticed and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. "That's my girl."

"Um, Aubrey, what do we wear under these skirts. You know even though they're tight, we'll be flashing every time we bend or sit." Jess could picture that too, and it made her nervous.

"Hmm, good point." Aubrie acknowledged. She turned around and began looking around, as Jess tried to come to terms with her squashed waist. Twisting and bending was going to be a problem.

Eventually, Aubrey found a pair of rubber G-string panties. She had some trouble selecting the color. She wanted them to be matching. She wound up selecting bright red.

"Red, white and blue," she laughed. "Patriotic."

Jess was again worried. "If anyone sees them, and they're bound to, they'll be obvious."

"Good. But they can't get to them." Aubrey giggled.

Jess just moaned. She was certain she'd be blushing throughout the entire trip. When she wasn't groaning in discomfort.

And to go with their pornographic dresses, Aubrey also picked out pairs of knee-high leather boots. With four-inch spike heels, in matching colors for them to stumble around in.

Jess moaned some more but didn't bother protesting. Aubrey had lost her mind and there was clearly no talking her out of her game.

Bags in hand they stopped for lunch at one of the restaurants, there at the fetish resort and spent a couple hours peoplewatching.

Some of the sights were absolutely obscene, and others kind of grotesque. But also, insanely erotic.

They both quietly admitted to being turned-on, by some of the women they saw, and turned off by others.

As they were walking out for the shuttle stop, Aubrey wrapped her arm around her girl, and whispered. "See? Tomorrow, we won't look as pornographic as those girls."

"But we will look like porn stars." Jess muttered back.

"So, give everyone a thrill." Aubrey laughed. She was clearly looking forward to the trip.

During the ride, it occurred to Jess that she was very relieved that they hadn't run into Denver again. She still worried about her...

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In the morning, they did what little packing was required. They laughed nervously when they realized that outside of a few bathing suits, and cosmetics and toiletries, their small suit cases were loaded with the sex toy collection they'd picked up for experimentation.

"I hope we don't have to open them for inspection," Jess muttered.

Aubrey laughed. "If we do, just look the inspector in the eye, and ask her or him, if they're familiar with that brand."

Jess couldn't help but join in, imagining the look on some guy's face.

Then it was time to squeeze into their traveling outfits. The latex felt cold and clingy when Jess pulled on her dress and zipped it closed. It was certainly tight and revealing. Aubrey happily helped her fasten the matching corset, and she pulled hard to tighten the laces.

She only stopped when Jess' begging became curses. Then she tied them off and closed the flap that covered them. Aubrey also had to help her pull on the boots, as she couldn't bend down with the corset holding her so firmly.

"Please, Aubrey. I can't spend the whole trip like this," Jess tried one more time.

"Of course you can. I'm really enjoying the latex look," Aubrey replied standing in front of the mirror, admiring herself in her insanely low-cut latex dress.

She laughed. "It's going to drive everyone crazy."

Jess groaned. "Since when have you added a latex fetish to your list?"

"In addition to exhibitionism?" Aubrey giggled. "Since I decided to have more fun with my sexy body."

Jess just shook her head, amazed, while she stepped over to look at herself in the same mirror.

Seeing herself, she realized how sexy she herself looked. The damned corset made her waist look much smaller, and pushed her breasts up to look bigger. And in the tall boots her legs looked fabulous. Unbelievable. She chuckled as she thought about what her old male self would have thought.

"What?" Aubrey asked. "You look beautiful."

"I was just wondering how Jason would have reacted."

Aubrey laughed. "He would have poked a hole in the front of his jeans."

"Probably."

The final step was polishing their latex; making it shine and look even more tantalizing.

"This is going to be an adventure in itself." Jess muttered as they headed out the door.

"That's the idea, my love."

As they boarded the ferry, being ogled by everyone, both of them were overjoyed with the way things had gone during their trip, and they were looking forward to getting home, to their friends, and their wedding.

Jess felt more like a girl than ever before. It was a huge relief - she was finally free and whole.

And looking slutty.

To be continued...

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