Rich brushed his hair out of his face and began walking towards the meeting site. This was worth a shot, anyway. He needed more contracts and this was better then nothing. He knew his stuff, and clients were more likely to buy from a pretty face, especially seeing as she was clearly qualified. And why not?
It was sunday, meaning i can spend the whole day in my bodysuit. As i woke up i stretched out enjoying the touch of the sheets on my smooth skin. I got up and went to make myself some coffee. I took a sip, basking in the morning sun. With the mug in my hand i turned on my computer and checked the mail. Among some spam and mails from work i found one from Bodysuits inc. I couldn’t belive. They offered me a full identity change, i could now live like this. Of course i wanted it. I already feel like… No i’m already a woman. I hate it when i have to take off the suit. It feels like i’m becoming someone else and i can’t think of anything but to put it back. I don’t want to live as a man anymore but i don’t know what others will tell. My family and friends? Would they accept me? Can i manage my job if i suddenly went there as a woman?
The cab driver couldn’t stop looking at me, he almost crashed a couple of times. I paid him, and walked the rest of the way. People, not only men, but women were staring at me too. I got to my former employers office. Ready to comfront him. I didn’t even knock his door, I just kicked it open. I was so full of energy. “You! it is all your fault” I told him. I couldn’t believe I still sounded so girly. “Mrs. Coleman” he said. “Don’t call me that! you very well know I am not her” I yelled at him. “Please, calm yourself down, I will help you. Just close the door.” he said. I closed the door. And turn back at him, ready to hit him in the face.
After having the weirdest day of my life, I fell asleep with quite an ease. In my dream I wasn’t wearing anybody suit, I was back to my maleself. I filled up my bathtub, and got in. The water was warm, and the soap I was using was relaxing. A few minutes after I noticed my skin was getting kind of wrinkly, so I started peeling it off. With each chunk I took, I revealed a feminine body below it. When I was done, I was a girl again. But this time, I wasn’t scared, it just felt right. I stayed in the tub for hours, just relaxing, admiring my new body.
I took a cab, which in this body was quite easy. On the way back, I inspected the purse I was given. It didn’t have much, just a girly cellphone, some cash, some keys, and an id. “Must be part of the costume” I thought. When the cab parked outside my home I realized I didn’t have my keys, “shit my backpack. All my stuff is in there.” That meant I didn’t have my cellphone either, “how am I going to call them?”. I got the girly cellphone out, but none of the numbers there looked familiar. Then I got the id out, it had my picture, well, that of the bodysuit. I looked at the address, and asked the cab driver to take me there.
We had been bored and halfway broke. I’d idly wondered if body suits were authentic enough to have sex in. At the time I hadn’t known Pete was gay. He was, though, and when he heard that he had gotten very quiet. I found out why several days when I’d walked into my room to find a girl waiting for me. A naked one, at that.
Since the day i tried on the bodysuit for the first time i started to wear it everyday. You can say i started to live a double life. At work i was my normal boring self but as soon as i get home i put on the suit and continue my day as a woman until it’s time to go to sleep. I don’t like when i need to take it off but i can’t go to work like this. I don’t know why but it just feels much better when i’m a woman. I started to buy all sorts of feminine clothing and lingerie. I like to look pretty.
I was on my way to recive the prize i have won in a lottery. It was from a compant called Bodysuits inc. Probably some costume shop but it was the first thing i won in my life so i was glad. I got at the place and introduced myself. The woman working there was stunning. Her name was Kim and i immidiately fell in love. To bad she’s out of my league and i would never had a chance with her.
“Congratulations to our winner. We hope this will change your life for the better” She smiled and handed me a box. I thanked her and left the store.
“Buy a suit and change your life forever” Those are the words on the bodysuit inc logo. They couldn’t say it better. Since i got the body suit five years ago my life became great. If i didn’t decide to try it and i just throwed it into the closed where it would lay forgotten i would probably lead the life of a loser, doing the same thing every day and going to a job i hated. But now everything is wonderful.
I can’t believe this.
How did they even do it? I only uploaded a picture of my crush on some random website claiming that you could get everything you wanted, and now, this.
An exact replica of her. Some sort of life-sized doll.