Last spring, my girlfriend Betty told us all that she was getting married and that she was planning a majorly hot bachelorette party at a local private club – complete with several male strippers. Gerald, my best friend and roommate, heard me laughing excitedly as I discussed the fun with Betty over the phone. Afterward, he told me that he’d all kinds of porn about those kinds of parties. He was really wishing he could go too, but knew that only girls would be invited. He even considered getting a job there as a waiter, but new that even the staff would be all girls. Still, for the next month he kept on me about the party – getting on my nerves about it in the process. I finally told him that the only way he’d get in was to become a girl, and he actually started to consider it. He asked me if I thought he could pass as a woman and sneak in as a guest.

At first I thought he was out of his mind, but when I really looked him over, I realized that it just might work. Gerald is slim and only five foot eight. His face is slender, with high cheekbones. His hair is blond and on the long side – but not too long. Since it was close to Halloween, I suggested we experiment – I’d turn him into a woman for the holiday. He was hesitant at first, but I reminded him that girls do tend to get pretty drunk and lose control at these parties so should at least consider it. Finally, he agreed.

For his Halloween costume, I simply made him a woman – no fancy celebrity impersonations or superhero stuff – just a woman in a dress and heels. Gerald fit perfectly in a size ten dress. We padded his hips slightly and cinched his waist to give him a good figure. It didn’t even take a lot of make up to transform his face into an extremely attractive woman. I thought he looked great – even better than some of the girls I know. But he needed some serious help learning how to behave like a woman. His alter-ego, “Amanda” was clumsy and ungainly. He almost crashed to the floor in his three-inch heels. He walked with heavy feet and sat with his legs apart, showing his panties. Amanda was going to get busted real quick.

But Gerald was willing to work hard to learn to sit and move like a woman. I suggested he start looking on the Internet for instructional videos and he seemed to bury himself in the task. For the next few months, I never heard a word about it. But I noticed things. His hair was getting longer, for one, and I could tell he was watching his weight. I would hear him sometimes too – heels clicking on the floor, and I was sure he was practicing. I was anxious to ask but knew I needed to just be patient until he was ready to reveal his secret.

Suddenly, last month he was ready. One evening after we’d finished eating dinner, Gerald came out in a classic little black dress he’d picked out himself. It fit him perfectly. It was three inches above the knee, with long lacy sleeves. He was wearing sheer silky pantyhose and four-inch heels and could walk perfectly in them. He twirled and strutted across the floor just like a woman and even his hips moved correctly. As he sat down, he gracefully smoothed his dress under his butt and lowered himself onto the chair. He slid back in his seat and crossed his legs perfectly. He asked me how he did and I told him he was just about perfect. Really, the only thing he needed was a little help with his makeup.

The day of the bachelorette party, Gerald was terribly nervous. I had bought all the makeup he would need for a full transformation. He spent time in the bathroom and then came out with his body totally hairless. I poured him some wine and told him I would fix him up perfectly. I painted his fingernails and toenails with a pretty red polish to match his lipstick. He’d let his nails grow out just enough, like the nails of a professional woman. I made up his face with foundation, rouge, eyeliner, eye shadow, mascara, lip liner and gloss, and spritzed perfume here and there. I also attached some pretty hair extensions to lengthen his blonde hair and complete the look.

Then the dressing began as Gerald slipped on his padded bra and panties, his slip, pantyhose and heels. As I zipped up his beautiful black dress, it fit Gerald like a glove. I would have definitely hit on him, if I were a man or a lesbian – he looked that good! I got ready myself and we headed off to Betty’s party. I made sure he had a gift in hand so he looked like he belonged. I knew nobody was going to check his ID, but I was sure everyone was going to be checking “her” out.

The party was just as hot as Gerald thought it would be. Lots of drinks and girls going wild over the good-looking hunks as they stripped naked. There were three of them and they all had huge cocks. My friend Betty was definitely getting her money’s worth. Some of the girls moved away as those cocks were thrust in their faces, but other women couldn’t resist reaching out with their hands – and even with their tongues! Even I took a lick!

When one super hot guy stopped in front of me – one who’d been dressed like a fireman before stripping – I held his balls and stroked his cock until he was hard and huge. I licked my lips and then sucked on the tip of his cock, looking up at him with seductive passion. He just stood there enjoying my grasp, his eyes heavy with pleasure and lust. I gave a sideways glance at “Amanda” and raised my eyebrows. I was daring her to take a nibble – or even more. I whispered to her that if she wanted to be viewed like a woman, she should act like one. I gently moved his thick cock in her direction and put her hand on it. Amanda began to stroke it, looking nervous but intrigued. I moved my hand to the back of Amanda’s neck and urged her head forward. Two inches of cock disappeared into Amanda’s mouth, then three, and finally four.

The girls were cheering Amanda on – telling her to make him cum and swallow his load. I firmly held the fireman by the balls, and Amanda by the back of her neck. I could feel that the fireman was getting closer to climax. Suddenly, he spurted his hot cream into Amanda’s mouth and a little dribble of semen oozed from the corner of her lips. I scooped it up with my finger and watched Amanda lick it up. I whispered to “her” that she gave a wonderful blowjob.

Contrary to those hot porn videos, the girls may go a little crazy at the sight of naked dancers, but not many are actually willing to suck cock in public. The other two strippers had been dressed as a cop and a soldier and suddenly, they were dancing in front of Amanda too, hoping for the same treatment. It didn’t take very much encouragement before Amanda was willing to suck them dry too! Many of the girls shot videos and photos of Amanda’s performance on their phones, and she told me later that it was a thrilling experience.

After the party, Gerald and I went out for coffee. I asked him if he’d enjoyed himself as a woman that night and he admitted that he had. Very much. Since that evening, Amanda and I have gone out together several times – to dinner, the movies, and on shopping trips. I have a brand-new girlfriend and I love it!