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Swimming Instructor Boaster!

Helene Ciel

   

Eric was what one calls a " typical macho man ". And hardly of the visible virility that proved, in his eyes, the profession, he could not refrain from " dredging the girls ". Indeed, he was a super swimming instructor on a beach of the Mediterranean Sea.

Season began: in June was begun well. Suntan made visible from day to day.

" Soon, girls, is going to be overcome for my body of alabaster " he said himself. The head of hair arrived at him in shoulders and gave him, according to him, an air of Indian, so force.

He could not refrain from whistling for them, from calling them since the post of watchtower, in 5 metres of the ground.

Some appreciated, the others at all.

It is then that 2 of " these females " (as he likes calling them) said themselves that it was necessary that it stops; a good lesson was necessary.

One evening, they passed in the offensive.

Julie and Helene had foreseen everything.

They went near the watchtower and to say to him:

" You know that you please us in both. But we are too much friends to fight for a boy, so beautiful he is. It is your case "

Eric began showing off.

" Saddened, girls. I, girls, I do not become attached to them. So, an evening, the other one the next day. It should have to please you, not? "

" Yes, but before, an evening in three to know what of us will be the happy elected member to live this evening of dream with you. "

" OK, females! This evening 21 hours in the Frims bar. "

Julie and Helene held their prey.

At 21 hr, they were both as attractive as possible. But in a handbag, a product was going to serve for avenging " females ".

As of naturally, Eric was waited. He arrived at 21. 30.

" Not too much disappointed, poor girls? It is necessary to know how to wait for complete happiness, not? You have him in front of you. "

" Oh, you are so beautiful, Eric! " Two friends answered in choir. Several other girls looked, annoy to see continuation. Never indeed, there were so many girls in this discotheque.

" You want to drink, girls? " Eric with his legendary delicacy says.

" Yes, thank you! Two gin - fizz, Eric of love "

Eric already fidgeted as an eel.

" Sorry, the chorus girls, but I have to go there where you can not go to my place. But, if you like it, I could take one of it! "

" Not, go on! One will wait. Later, you will say to us the one that you chose to spend the first night with you. "

Eric left, they mirror in its glass a very powerful sleeping drug and what had to occur arrived. Eric fell asleep for check, and for a long time.

Some girls helped Julie and Helene to load Eric in the car and he met himself in the Beauty Salon " Be beautiful ".

There, Annie, the beautician had prepared the bench for UV.

They put on to Eric a bra and a panty, and then sunbathed him from both directions.

Then, they seized the clothes, leaving him just a swimsuit (bikini) and a beach robe. Then, they returned him on the beach.

The morning in the alarm clock, which was not the surprise of the colleagues of Eric, the morning bathers and the accustomed of the beach to see so macho MNS with marks of feminine underclothes on the body. Furthermore, in the beach robe, he did not lead it wide.

" Then, how goes " Erika " this morning? "

" Ouch, she is beautiful this female! "

" Which rolled well girl! "

Boys and girls saw that Eric felt ill at ease, but after all, they took revenge. The boys for the shadow which he made for them by mocking at them, the girls for the gibes which he sent to them.

" Help Me! Joke lasted enough. Bellyful of girls! Hardly good in! Wait that I am again THE FELLOW and you go to sample, girls and you also, the small accomplices of these girls. "

It was too much! Eric of it was going to pay this badly placed start of pride.

" OK! You are going to be fulfilled. You love too much females you say. You are going to be one of it during a good end of time.

Go, all to him, oh no, … to her! "

Within time when he not in needed to say it, Eric lives deprived of all his male clothes and dresses, skirts, blouses, nightgown, feminine lingerie filled its drawers.

Claire, her friend of moment, irritated to be deceived non-stop, promised to take care of that " Erika " can not put anything of male during month at least.

But it was without counting the reaction and he tried of rebuffed. Then, Annie, Claire, Helene and Julie jumped on fastened him and depilated him totally. Then, they said to him: " You know the condom? Yes, but you never want to put it to humble your girl of evening. And well, we, one has once a month our periods which protect us. You are going to know what it is that these 5 days every 28 days. "

And they mirror him a tampon. Then, by precaution, a panty liner in the panty.

" If you are going to bathe, remove the panty liner. "

This evening, you will sleep with a sanitary towel. You will know everything of the intimacy of the woman which you love so much. "

" Do not dare to remove that because you would prolong your punishment of month, and your cycle of some days. You can go to work, your holiday-makers wait for you. "

" Because of your state, a monokini is necessary. After these 5 days, you will have the right to a bikini. "

" But, you joke, it's EXCEPT QUESTION that I go to the beach like that. You are crazy, as usually, the girls! Stop your joke and one will stay good friends. OK? Otherwise … "

" Otherwise what? "

" I shall take you quite one after the other and you will see finally true virility. "

" Wait for little. How you can speak to us so. We are not animals just create to be the pleasure of the male. Furthermore, such as you are, you are badly placed to say what you dare to say. You are ours, at the moment. You saw yourself? "

" At all. I would there be ashamed too much. To be a girl, I, EVER. As soon as an aura the turned back, your trimmings will go to waltz before it is I who waltz you in the bed. One way or another "

" You look for us, you find us. Go, to the make-up! "

Removal of hair of eyebrows, hairstyle with curlers, everything passed there. Eric began to lose of his haughtiness but he boasted still.

In the end, Eric was unrecognisable. The four girls put him in the car and deposited him in the rescue post.

Alain, his responsible, not irritated to see his " swimming instructor boaster " so, played game.

" Go, " Erika ", to the watchtower! It is your tour my pretty girl! "

" Eh, not but hey, you are not going to put also you in it. You would be gay? "

" You mean. Dressed as you are, I believe that you are badly placed to insinuate whatever it is. I do not joke, " Erika ", you are paid to teach and rescue, you have to make your work.

Then with a smile towards the girls, Alain says with mockery:

" I know that you are sick at the moment but it does not prevent from saving lives. If you do not go there of yourself, we take you there! But you will have ridiculous air. The more or the less. "

Eric went so to his place and people looked at him, at the middle intrigued, at the middle quietly ironic.

" Each has the fantasies. It is well to be a woman? You please me, you know. You are free this evening? "

A shout was listened. Eric was so obliged to put himself in the water and he hurled himself towards the bather in distress. The bikini and the tampon bothered him. Breast forms also but he did not have to remove anything. Suddenly, he says himself that, from the return on the beach, he would act. The bather hung on languishingly to the neck. It was Luc, his best friend, who had not recognized him at the time. Crossed error, he says to him:

" Well, when the pals are going to learn that, one is going to have a good laugh. Thank you, miss, to have saved me. " And he very fast kissed him on the mouth then disappeared by laughing.

Surprise was rough but as expected, he removed the false breast, and walked towards the cabin to put of bikini and replace it by a man's slip. " It is well the devil if I do not find fellow's pair of underpants " he thought.

Effectively, in the lost property, there was a bathing trunks for man, a bermudas and a sweet-shirt.

" Finally, saved! "

But not for a long time. The four girls, warned by Luc who had followed him, arrived in time to prevent flight.

" Where are your bosoms? Where is your shirt? You have no more your tampon? "

" Vengeance will be terrible. You are going to be ours for six months. You agree Claire? "

" Naturally, I make strong teach him good manners. "

And they made what they had planned for a long time. They fixed mammary prostheses with the special glue, put on him a false vagina in latex, and threatened it to take him hormones if it began again to try to become again a male during six months.

So was made. Eric was " Erika " from June till December. From September, he so had to go to the swimming pool of the city dressed in girl, give classes in school amused dressed in girl. The teachers used him to give a lesson on the respect for some and for the others, explaining that he was punished there where he had gone fishing:

" To laugh at women when one is a man is not normal. "

He had his periods six times. He had to walk in city in skirt and in tights; he had no right to put of trousers, safe one very feminine. He had to change lingerie all days. Naturally, wash and ironing occupied its evenings. The hair having grown, Claire put on him differently every day and made up him in a simple but feminine way. The only male gesture which stayed in him was compulsory shaving.

In the bed, not question to refuse to make love. " Erika's " migraines were not an excuse. And the four girls had the honour to play the "seducers" by dredging " Erika ", him by making love as to a woman (finally almost).

Result was paying. Eric became charming and full of attentions. Tracks due to the suntan, which had activated everything, were only a recollection. But he knew that in the least prank, it would begin again. Claire, Julie, Helene and Annie would take care of it. Eric found his male clothes with pleasure and asked for forgiveness the girls.

The END

  

  

  

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