Chapter 16: Barry/Bianca and Olivia

Olivia sweetly asked, “Barry, honey. Do you want to bring Bianca back out to play, or would you prefer to wait until closer to the party?”

“Aren’t you scared you’ll want to remain a cross-dressed sissy when you stay glammed up all the time?” Barry worriedly asked.

“I was in the beginning,” Olivia confessed. “But you must understand that I was blackmailed into accepting being feminised. I had never even fantasised about being feminine, let alone being a crossdresser and being fucked by or fucking guys. However, I soon learned to enjoy the power we girls have over men.” Olivia laughed archly. “Jaysus, Barry, us guys are pathetic! A faint smile, an arch of their eye, and a wink, and we’re blithering idiots, dribbling on ourselves as we pant after them!”

Barry nodded, realising that Olivia was right. Before Gloria, he was like that exactly. Even now, he knew he would drool over an attractive woman and would mumble incoherently if they paid attention to him. Barry suddenly understood why women were attracted to Ben. Ben didn’t blither and drool. Instead, he approached them confidently and spoke with them calmly. He was attentive without being clingy or desperate. Ben knew his worth and assertively pursued the women he desired without being pushy, and women readily fell for his charismatic charms. Barry already held Ben in some awe, and his epiphany increased it significantly.

“You could experience that power,” Olivia stated confidently. “Your body and face are soft enough to accept being feminised quite profoundly, I believe. I think I can transform you so completely that it’s doubtful anyone could out you. And even if they did? We’ll be walking with two of the hottest chicks they’ve ever seen, so who gives a fuck what they think?”

“You’re saying I’m fat and that Gloria’s hot?” Barry teased, wondering if he should feel a little jealous if Olivia did.

Olivia chuckled sexily. Learning to giggle, chuckle, and laugh femininely was the most challenging part of immersing herself entirely in her female persona and becoming virtually indistinguishable from a biological woman. Oh, Olivia knew the signs were still there for the careful observer to see, especially given she didn’t take HRT tablets to help with her feminisation. But she also knew her sublime figure, with its enormous fake tits, narrow waist, tight, sexy ass, and long, shapely legs kept most men’s eyes off her somewhat masculine face.

“You were shitting yourself so badly last night that you didn’t even really notice Gloria. Gloria was hawt, with a capital H. Now she has a better idea of how sexy she can be; she’ll be even hotter today, and after Courtney’s finished with her and you see her tonight, she’ll blow your knickers off. Of that, I am one hundred per cent certain!”

Barry laughed, but he was sure Olivia was right. He had escaped his fearful funk to admire how sexy and beautiful his fiancée looked the previous night when she first passed him to take her seat, but he hadn’t paid attention after that. Barry noticed that Olivia was examining him intently. “What?” He asked uncomfortably.

“You’re not really overweight, Baz,” Olivia explained. “But you need exercise to strengthen and tone your rather pudgy body. Gloria carries too much saggy flesh. Courtney and I will take you on a sexual journey that will rock your world if you let us. Part of that will involve becoming fitter and more muscular.”