Part 5
I found myself lying on the bed dressed in a short silk robe. As I sat on the edge, feeling slightly dizzy, a soft first sunlight slipped through the window, signaling beginning of a new day and that meant that I had been unconscious for pretty long time.
"Another wasted day, even though I have not many off them left." I whispered to myself as I got up, and after a couple of steps, my gaze fell upon a piece of paper lying on the dressing table.
Hello, Arthur, it's me, Camellia! Yesterday, after you lost consciousness, I took control of your, or rather, our body.
It was very strange for me to finally be on my own in this rather male body, but Anna was there to help me feel comfortable.
By the way, our preceptress is very cool, and we had a great time with her!
First, we tried on some clothes, then walked to the cinema and, at the end of the night, went to a bar where I probably drank a bit too much!
We talked a lot with Anna, including discussing you and your goal.
.. To be honest, I don't know how to feel about this.
.. I understand that revenge is important for you, but it's not something I feel myself.
.. So, I'm not sure what I'll do when I finally replace you completely.
P.S. I'm sorry that you're about to disappear, but thank you for having given me life.
The last words sounded like I was literally giving her birth, and that somehow triggered me.
Well, I have no choice, and eventually she will replace me.
But what bothers me is that she looks like an airhead who is too naive for the cruel world.
Am I really worried about her well-being, as if she were really something like a daughter?
Sighing, I stranded into the bathroom. But then I walked out, I saw Anna sitting on the bed, looking at me with curiosity. It took about a minute for her to break the silence. "I see you've come back."
"It sounds like you're almost disappointed."
"Oh, don't imagine things! Yes, it was really fun hanging out with Camellia, but seeing you going through these changes is also kind of fun!" She said with a playful smile, which made it difficult to tell whether she was joking or not...
"So, you have a new fetish over a men feminization?" I decided to play along with her.
"I'm not sure yet. Maybe I should try set up another guy for Garnard to find out for sure." said Anna, with a serious expression on her face. But shortly after, she burst into laughter. "Anyway, did you get a note from Camellia?"
I nodded. "It looks like your plan will not succeed, and nor will my revenge."
"I wouldn't be so sure about that. By the way, she can hear everything we're talking about, but she can't read your thoughts." The witch got up from bed, came to me, placed her hands on my waist, and, bending slightly, whispered into my ear, "It's admirable that you wear lingerie willingly!"
To my own surprise, I hadn't paid any attention until Anna pointed out directly. I just took the clean set and put it on. Feeling my cheeks turning red with embarrassment, I immediately went to the closet where another surprise awaited me.
"It was Camellia's idea." The preceptress said guiltily, shrugging, but her grin said she was enjoying herself.
Sighing and rolling my eyes, I picked up the first things that came to hand, which turned out to be a white blouse with ruffles and a knee-length pencil skirt.
"Good choice! But I'd like to add one more thing!" After searching for about a minute in the drawer, Anna found unpacked black pantyhose and handed them to me.
"Are you kidding me?!" I looked at her with hope.
"It won't hurt anybody, so please the old lady! Pretty please!" The witch made puppy eyes while smiled playfully.
I snatched the package from her hands and angrily sank into a chair.
"Do you need any help?" the witch asked teasingly
"I've seen my wife doing it hundreds of times. So, I think I can handle it!"
I rolled up the pantyhose and held my breath, then slowly pulled them up over one leg and then the other.
The nylon was pleasantly enveloping like a second skin.
The last movement, and now pantyhose tightly holding my dignity, hiding the extra bulge between my legs.
Enjoying the touch, I ran my hand along the leg.
Noticing this, Anna's smile broadened, but, being tactful, she refrained from commenting out loud.
After leaving my room, we went to the kitchen.
Anna turned on the coffee maker and sat opposite me.
"What are your plans for today?" I said to break the silence.
But the preceptress was lost in thought and didn't answer me.
Several minutes passed as we finished our coffee, but Anna was still lost deep in her thoughts.
"Spill the beans!" I said, starting to get nervous.
She sighed heavily. "Garnard wants to see you in a week, which means.
.." Anna couldn't finish her sentence, so I did it for her: "After meeting him, I will not be coming back".
Surprisingly, my emotions didn't flare up at all.
Perhaps because I was already prepared for what would happen.
The preceptress took my hand and, like that, we sat without a single word for about an hour.
"There's something I'd like to do before I'm gone," such terrifying words came out of my mouth easily.
The witch nodded understandingly, inviting me to continue.
"Even though I got rid of most of my possessions, I still keep a safety deposit box for some memorabilia that I hold dear. Will you come with me to pick them up?"
"On one condition," Anna said with a sly glance.
"Even after all this, are you going to continue to try and push me further?"
"I'm not asking big, but I'd appreciate not having to blush for my friend in public." The witch narrowed her eyes and I nodded in agreement, suggesting that she finished her thought. "You're already dressed appropriately. But I'll need to style your hair and apply some makeup!"
Sighing, I followed the preceptress to her room. She sat me down at the dressing table, and began to do her not-magical magic!
"One thing is bothering me. Why all this? What is the point of making me feminine if I am going to be replaced by a woman anyway?" I don't know why I asked this question only now.
She was silent for a while, as if she didn't want to be distracted from the process. Then she replied: "Firstly, I think being a woman really suits you. Secondly, the process of your change is entertaining. But the main reason why I do this, is just because our Master wants so!"
"Garnard? But why?" I was surprised.
"You've given yourself to him and that's why he wants to corrupt you. So, before you completely transform, he wants YOU to become HIS WOMAN!"
I looked at Anna in incomprehension, her words just didn't fit in my head.
"You won't really be able to understand this. But just know that Garnard has a kind of obsession with sex, and it's one of the few things that pleases him after millennia!" The witch returned to applying my makeup, and it was clear from her expression that she didn't want to be distracted.
Thus, I had no choice but to delve deeply into my thoughts.
Although my mind is still resisted changes, I realized that at this point my body is more like a woman's.
Especially when it comes to things that are not visible.
I can't even deny that my preferences have changed, and now I'm attracted to men, and especially toward Garnard!
"Damn," I cursed to myself, "did he really break me, and I didn't even notice, or was I just made excuses by thinking it was Camellia's wishes?
" I exhaled sadly and immediately received a stern look from the preceptress, as I had smudged my lipstick.
I must also admit that I'm curious to see the results of Anna's effort.
My girlish face was pretty to begin with, but can it become even more beautiful?
"Dammit!" I cursed again. "I'm done; I've already accepted this face as my own!
" The witch had finished with my makeup and now was arranging my hair.
"But what to do about Garnard? Am I really going to beg him to fuck me like a slut, and do I even have a choice?
" That thought alone was enough to make my nipples hard!
It's strange that this particular part of my body responds, while the clamped penis in tight panties stays just as sluggish.
"Well, beauty, are you ready to go out and face the world?" Anna interrupted my thoughts with a cheerful voice.
I turned around and stared at the mirror, astonished! My long hair had been pulled back into an elegant bun and my makeup had perfectly accentuated each part of my face, giving me the look of a model ready for the runway.
"Do you like it?"
Without even having time to think, I answered: "I love it!"
"And who's saying that, you or Camellia?" The witch looked at me with pride.
"Both of us," I replied modestly, rising and heading towards the corridor where another surprise awaited me. "Honestly, I'm not even surprised! I said, looking at the black heels the preceptress held out to me. "But I'm not sure if I can handle these."
"Yesterday, Camellia confidently walked on heels so your body should remember how to do this!"
And, to my further surprise, I felt quite comfortable, despite wearing such shoes. However, I was still glad we had taken a taxi to the bank.
Fortunately, access to the cell did not require any identification. Just a number and a secret word.
Waiting for our turn we sat on the couch and soon I began to notice glances from people.
"Do you feel uncomfortable, because people are staring at you, or rather us?
" Anna asked, cuddling up to me. "This is mostly your fault!
" I replied, trying to make it sound like a compliment.
She giggled. "It's strange, I can't shake off the feeling that they know I'm a man! " I said in a whisper.
"Nonsense! You are nothing but an attractive young woman, no matter how you look!" She leaned her head on my shoulder and remained there for half an hour, until the manager came over and politely introduced herself before escorting us into the depository.
Standing in front of the box, I hesitated to open it. With trembling hands, I inserted the key and turned. Inside, there was a family photo album, simple wedding rings, and an expensive watch that my wife presented me for our five-year anniversary.
Tears welled up in my eyes and then Anna gently hugged my shoulders. "I'm fine," I mumbled, stroking her hand, before beginning to pack my things into the purse.
As we walked, I stopped next to the manager. "This cell has been pre-paid for a decade, but I don't need it anymore." She nodded, and opened her mouth, but was immediately confused and didn't voice her thoughts. "Is there anything else?" I decided to find out what bothered her.
"It's just that I remember a man who owns those things... is he okay?" she asked worriedly.
I was surprised by her reaction. I mean, I had only been there a couple of times before. "He passed away," I blurted out, and only then did it occur to me that it wasn't too far from the truth, but perhaps it was a bit too soon.
"So, there must definitely be a story behind all these things!" - Anna asked kindly, as we were driving back home.
"Not really, they're just things! A photo album from our wedding and honeymoon, simple rings that in those days seemed like an unacceptable luxury to us, and a watch.
" I stumbled a little. "It's strange but I hardly ever wore them, except when we went to official events.
Nevertheless, I really cherished this gift because she worked so hard to surprise me, to the point where I even suspected her of cheating!
What a fool I was. Or maybe I just lacked self-confidence all along. "
"Was?! As far as I am concerned, you still need to work on yourself." The preceptress giggled.
"Since we've brought up the subject, I have one more request for you!" I put the rings into Anna's hands. "After I am gone, could you please visit my wife's grave and place them there?"
"Why don't you do it yourself? We can head there right now!"
"I... I am ashamed to stand before her as I am now. I don't want her to see me looking like this." I spoke incoherently, as I instinctively curled up in a chair.
"Alright, I will definitely fulfill your request! And don't worry about rest of your things, I'll keep them safe!" Anna hugged me again. For some reason, I felt very comfortable in her arms, almost like in a mother's embrace.