Going into the fall of 1974, Jill and Allie are well established in the lifestyle they've chosen. They've become so accustomed to living as girls, they sometimes forget they're even boys, except when they're having sex with Carla and Rosy. Their four-way relationship has become much closer, and they've had a wonderful first summer together. But as the season starts to change, their lives are about to change too.
Their mail-order lube business continues to slowly grow. They're selling over three hundred bottles a week now, and they're making almost as much selling lube as they do at their jobs. They go out on dates every Tuesday and Thursday, and the other three nights they spend filling orders for lube.
Jill stops at the post office every night after work to pick up orders, and Allie goes to the post office three days a week to send orders out. On weekends, when they're not fucking at the Club, they're making up batches of lube and filling bottles. It takes a lot of work, but they don't mind working their asses off. They want to eventually quit their jobs, and they're getting close to being able to do just that.
They're sitting at the kitchen table on a Monday night in late October, working on orders. They just did a gang bang Saturday night and spent yesterday with Carla and Rosy. They're tired, but they've become disciplined enough to take care of business even when they're tired. The phone rings and Jill gets up to answer.
"Hello?" she answers.
"Hi, Jill. This is Walt Jennings."
"Hi, Dr. Walt! So nice to hear from you!"
"Nice to talk to you, too. It's been a few weeks since we've gotten together."
"I know. We've been so busy lately. I'm sorry we've been so booked up with dates. Did you want to try to set something up?"
"Yeah, I would. But not for a date."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, remember when we first started dating...? I was telling you about my friend in Chicago?"
"The lady who works with girls like me and Allie?"
"Yeah, Maggie. Well, I finally heard from her today. She apologized for taking so long. She took the summer off traveling with her husband. She just got back in her office last week and called me today. Are you still interested in finding out about the program she's working on?"
"y... y... YES! Of course we are. It's been so long we kinda forgot all about it."
"I told her I thought you would be. When I told her how far along you two are living as females, she got really interested and wants to meet as soon as possible. She said she'd be happy to catch a flight to Des Moines. Do you think we could meet one night next week?"
"Um... Y-yeah... Sure! We have dates every Tuesday and Thursday, but any other night we're free."
"I'll call her tomorrow and see when she can come. But listen, before she gets here, I'll need you two to come down to my clinic. She wants me to give you each a complete physical so she'll have some data to take back with her."
"Do we have to make appointments?"
When Allie overhears the conversation, she turns around and sees Jill grinning and giving her a thumbs-up sign.
"Our appointments are always booked up a week at least, but I could do it after hours. You say you have dates tomorrow?"
"Yeah, we both have dates tomorrow night."
"Can you come in Wednesday after work? I need a few days to get results from the lab."
"We'll be there Wednesday. What time?"
"Is five-thirty good?"
"Five-thirty is good."
"OK, listen now. I know it'll be hard, but I don't want you eating or drinking anything past eight a.m., it'll mess up the results if you do."
"We'll do it."
"OK, sweetheart, I'll look forward to seeing you girls Wednesday night."
Jill hangs up the phone and screams with joy.
"Allie! That was Dr. Walt! The lady in Chicago wants to meet us!"
They hug each other so tight they almost squeeze the air out of each other.
"I can't believe it!" Allie cries.
Jill starts crying too, and all they can do is hold each other and cry for a few minutes. When they're finally able to compose themselves, they can't work on the lube orders the rest of the night. They just sit on the couch trying to contemplate what might be about to happen.
"Damn, Allie," Jill says, "We've waited so long, I figured we'd never hear anything about it."
"Same here," Allie says, "I hope I can sleep tonight. I don't want to get my hopes up, just in case it doesn't actually happen."
"I know, I'm not sure what to expect." Jill says, "It's gonna be hard to be a good whore on my date tomorrow with this on my mind."
"Naw, just think about how it's gonna be if we actually start getting real girl hormones in our bodies."
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The next night, while they're getting dressed for their dates, they're both giddy at the thought of what their future might hold. Brushing each other's hair, they tell each other how beautiful they've become. Jill's black-dyed hair has grown far down her back and almost reaches her bra in the front. Allie's been getting hers trimmed the same length as Jill's, and from a distance, they almost look like twins.
Kissing Allie goodbye as they leave for their dates, Jill's feeling especially horny, and she knows she's gonna be a good whore tonight. Her date is Jim Butler, a real estate guy she met at the Club a few weeks ago. He fucked her at the gang bang Saturday night and she remembers he has a nice cock.
She was feeling kinda slutty after work, so she wears her black mini with her 'fuck me' boots. Jim's impressed when he meets her in the lobby and his hand presses against her ass as they hug.
Jill always makes it a point now to find out as much as she can about her guys. While they're having dinner, she learns he owns the biggest real estate company in town. He only gets personally involved on big commercial deals, and he has twenty agents working for him handling the residential housing market.
"Well, I know where to come when I'm in the market for a house." she tells him, "That's one of Allie and my dreams, to buy our own house."
"When you're in the market," he says, "let me know first. I know about properties before they even get on the market."
The conversation inevitably turns to sex, and Jill asks him if he's been on very many dates like this.
"This is my first date 'like this,'" he says, "I've had a lot of affairs over the years, mostly with women, but a couple of guys too. I've never been with anyone like you, half girl and half boy, and I don't mind paying for it.
"What you and Allie have is so unique, and a lot of guys will pay a lot for what you offer. I do have to keep things discreet, cuz if anyone found out about what I do on the side, I'd be screwed. My wife would take me to the cleaners."
"Well, nothing to worry about with me," Jill assures him, "I hold a lot of secrets, and my lips are always sealed."
"I know where I'd like your lips to seal." he teases.
"Yeah...? what are we waiting for then? You wanna get started?"
"Yeah, let's go up to the room."
Jill's really feeling horny and she's hanging on him when they enter their room. After a few deep, erotic kisses, she tells him, "Excuse me for a second... I'll be right back."
She goes into the bathroom and closes the door. She pulls off her pads and slips on a skimpy pair of panties after running perfume up her crack. Checking her makeup in the mirror, she's so happy she doesn't have to wear her wig anymore.
When she walks out with a bottle of lube in her hand, she sees Jim's already on the bed, wearing only his underwear. "Oh my," she says, "Looks like you're anxious."
"After what I had of you on Saturday night," he says, "of course I'm anxious for more."
As she does her strip-tease for him, she says, "Well, I told you I'm a lot more fun in private. Now I'm gonna prove it."
Looking at Jim's almost naked body, he's in very good shape for a man his age. She's been with sexier men than him, but most of the men she's been with are far less sexy. She's hungry for sex tonight, and she shows it when she starts sucking his cock.
She has him squirming as she worships his six-and-a-half-inch length. He's rock-hard when she crawls up to mount him for a ride. He loves playing with her cock as it bounces around while she fucks. After a few minutes, he turns her over to mount her on her back. She wraps her legs around him as he pounds her, and her moans are not fake. Jim knows what he's doing in bed and she's thoroughly enjoying this fuck. When he cums inside her ass, she wants more and rolls over on top of him to suck his cock.
Normally the date would end here, but she's especially horny tonight and she sucks another hard-on out of him like only she can. "Wanna go again?" she teases him.
"Holy shit, girl," he moans, "you weren't shittin' about being more fun in private. Of course I'll go again!"
She gets on all fours and lets him fuck her from behind as she clutches the covers in her hands. "Oh yes... yes baby, fuck me... fuck me!" she yells, making him fuck another twenty minutes. He finally gets exhausted and collapses on the bed. He wasn't able to cum again, but he certainly satisfied Jill's appetite.
When he kisses her goodbye, he gives her a $100 tip on top of the $200 he slipped her before they started. When she gets home, she's surprised Allie's not home yet. She gets into her nightgown and rolls a joint so it'll be ready for later.
Allie comes in a half-hour later, and as they're getting high, they talk about their dates. "I couldn't believe how horny I was tonight," Jill says.
"Shit... So was I." Allie says, "My date kept fucking the shit out of me and I just kept loving it."
"I know, " Jill replies, "After Jim came inside me, I sucked him and gave him another hard-on. I got another twenty minutes out of him, and I could have taken twenty more."
They giggle about it as they smoke another joint a make out on the couch. They feel like fucking again when they get in bed, but since they've both had dates, they decide they better just go to sleep instead.
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Jill reminds Allie not to eat or drink anything when she kisses her off to work Wednesday morning. She made a big breakfast and hopes it'll help later when they both get hungry. She skips her meditation because she's so excited she spends the morning writing down her thoughts, filling four pages of her diary.
After work, they meet at Dr. Walt's office, still in their male work clothes. The staff has already gone home and the lone receptionist tells them Walt's just finishing his last appointment. She has them fill out a stack of forms while they wait. At fifteen-till-six, the receptionist sees the last patient out the door. Walt comes out, and as the receptionist goes home, Walt locks the door behind her.
"Good evening, girls," he says, "welcome to my clinic."
"Hi, Walt." Jill says, "We're still in our work clothes, we don't look much like girls right now."
"Don't worry, I'm still in my work clothes too." Walt laughs.
He takes them back to an exam room and says to them, "We've all enjoyed some intimate time together, but when we're here in the clinic you'll only see my professional side.
"I talked with one of the doctors at Northrop University today to find out what tests they want me to do on you. Oh, by the way, I also talked with Maggie today as well. She'd like to come next Wednesday if that works with you."
"During the day?" Allie asks.
"No. She's gonna catch an afternoon flight. We'll have a little chat over dinner. She's really anxious to meet you. That's why she's coming here. She said while it's hard for girls to get into the program, it's also hard for them to find the right kind of girls for the program."
"It's hard to get in?" Jill asks.
"She said they have to be very careful who they admit. They have a very extensive screening process before they take on a new patient."
"Patient?" Jill asks, "But we're not sick."
"Maggie will explain it better than I can," Walt says, "Why don't we get started?"
During the next hour, Walt gives them complete physicals to get all the information the doctors at Northrop want. He takes several urine samples and a lot of blood samples to send to the lab. They thought it was funny when Walt says he needs a sperm sample and they have to jack off in the exam room.
When they finish all the required exams, Walt tells them, "You're both in excellent health, as I expected you were. You'll be surprised how much they'll know about you when we get all the numbers back from the lab."
"Thanks for setting this up for us," Allie says.
"It's my pleasure," Walt replies, "I've really marveled at how far you girls have come on your own. If this program is what I think it is, I'll be a joy to see how far you can go if they accept you."
Since they haven't eaten since breakfast, the first thing they do on their way home is get something to eat. Sitting in the restaurant, they talk about what's about to happen to them.
"What do think, Allie?" Jill asks.
"I think that was a lot of shit he checked out. I don't know what to make of it all."
"Me either. I'm looking forward to meeting Maggie next week. We should know more then."
Back home, Jill's practical mind is focused on what they have to do between now and next Wednesday when they meet Maggie. While they relax and get stoned, she gets Allie focused too.
"You know, we're really gonna have to bust our asses now." she tells Allie "This has set us behind with our lube orders."
"Yeah," Allie agrees, "we didn't do anything on it today."
"And we didn't do anything Monday either after Walt called," Jill adds, "And since we've both got dates tomorrow, we'll probably have to spend all weekend doing lube."
"At least we don't have the Club this weekend." says Allie, "That'll help. Did you check the mailbox today?"
"No, I didn't have time. I'll go tomorrow. This is one time I hope we don't get a lot of orders."
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The next day at the post office box, while Jill's taking out two days of mail, and there's a notice to come to the counter to get a package. At the counter, the postal clerk hands her a thin package about ten by twelve inches. She's puzzled about what it might be and opens it as soon as she gets in her car.
Under the brown paper wrapping is a gift-wrapped package with an envelope taped to it. Inside the envelope is a note:
Dear Jill and Allie,
It's been a while since that night we met at The Mixx, but I haven't forgotten it. You showed me a part of myself that night I never knew. A part of myself I fell in love with. Since that night, I've committed myself to have the life I've always wanted.
I joined a gym and after a week of working out, I met this guy, Jason, who's as overweight as I am. We hit it off and he asked me out on an actual date. We work out together three times a week now, and we're both losing weight! A lot of weight!
We had a date last weekend and for the first time, we spent the night together having the best sex. I can't say we've fallen in love yet, but it's getting close.
I would have never done this if I hadn't met you two that night. I drew you a picture of how I see you two beautiful people. Please accept it is as a small token of my appreciation for our friendship.
Love, Sarah
Jill is touched reading Sarah's note, but when she opens the gift wrap, she starts crying. Inside is a framed, eight-by-ten pen-and-ink drawing of her and Allie. They're standing together naked, face-to-face, about to kiss. They have beautiful female bodies, with long, flowing hair and beautiful, fully developed breasts. Sarah gave them both erect cocks with the tips touching each other.
From the expressions on their faces to the foreskin on Allie's cock, the drawing has such detail it could easily be mistaken for a photograph. Jill stares at it for several minutes with tears running down her cheeks.
Her eyes are still red and moist when she gets home. "What's wrong?" Allie asks.