Part VI -- Month 3:
Sheila Hits her Stride -- Final Changes and Exploring being a Top and Bottom
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Part of a multi-part story of how a wife in just nine months comes out of her cocoon to be become a sexual dynamo. This section is the first where Sheila has pretty much finished most, but not all her physical changes, and now begins to explore all the possibilities of her amazing body and new-found determination to have no inhibitions
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The Weekly Rhythm
As Sheila began her third month without Dan, she settled into a daily and weekly rhythm. Her life was full and busier than she had ever anticipated when Dan left, but she would never had believed what was now her life, wearing insane outfits, making loads of cash selling them, and getting fucking more ways than she could ever have imagined just six months ago. The store remained very busy, so she was on her feet, or knees, or back all day long. She was selling like crazy and also getting all the hard cock and wet pussy she wanted. But more than the sex and the money, Sheila had changed in a fundamental way, she was now empowered and in charge, it changed everything, including how she even seemed to appear to everyone.
Each night, she always seemed to have the energy for Brad and Anna, they explored each other's bodies and especially taught Sheila all sorts of tricks with her new, enhanced body. Sometimes Anna and Sheila, sometimes Brad and Sheila and sometimes all three together enjoyed various forms of carnal fun. Sheila started to realize she was making a lot of money for working in a store, some weeks she was clearing nearly two thousand dollars. It added up quickly, she didn't really have time to count all the sales and commissions, ending up surprised each Friday night when Anna showed her how much she had cleared that prior week. She also realized for the first time she was independent, not relying on Dan or her family, and liked it.
Sheila had been taking Anna's suggestions and building her new wardrobe, with several new outfits every week, taking advantage of the employee discount. One night, partly because her section of the master bedroom closet was totally full, she took time to compare her growing number of new outfits with each other and her old wardrobe. The new clothes were certainly roughly the same size as the old outfits, but that was about the extent of the similarity.
In all honesty the look was so different there really wasn't a comparison to be made. Based on the sheer number of leather and latex, she did like black, leather or latex. She loved the feel, especially of the talc on her skin, and then tight and almost confining feel of the latex as she pulled it up her legs or over her upper body. All she knew was she could never wear any of this back home in the deep south, and not because of the hot weather. The outfits were completed by Sheila's new footwear wardrobe. She had piles of boots and high heels that made her much taller and really showed off her tight ass and muscular legs.
Sheila didn't neglect her underclothes either. From the latex and leather corsets to the more traditional lace, she had a lot of options when she wanted to show off her curves. She had to throw out all her old too small bras and replaced them with a set of bras that managed to showcase her massive chest, whether it was with a quarter cup bra, or bras that were so lacy or sheer Sheila's piercings were very obvious. All her granny panties and been thrown away of course, replaced with thongs and G strings, now that Sheila had no hair to show around the tiny triangles in the front of the panties. She also had accumulated a variety of garter belts, in lace, spandex, leather and of course latex. All in all, her intimate pieces were not heavy or thick, but expensive, sexy, and at times raunchy...perfect for the new Sheila.
Sheila realized something just glancing at her new outfits. It was clear that one of her favorite outfits, an all-black latex body suit with a black latex corset worn over the top and a pair of towering platform calf high boots screamed sex and kink. The body suit was made for fun though, it had a removeable crotch piece and the sections covering her breasts could also be pulled away, turning a skin-tight risquΓ© outfit into a very adult piece, that couldn't be worn out in public. It was the perfect outfit for some of the wilder clubs in the City that Anna and Brad had introduced her to.
With some cuffs and a collar and a hood Sheila could indulge letting herself be free and submitting to her partners, but with a crop and cuffs on her belt she could dominate. In only her first fetish clubbing trip with her mentors she realized she wanted to be able to be both a top and bottom. It was a wild night, shocking her a bit but also really turning her on. She pictured herself on both sides of the whip, seeing how each person was getting off. She only had sex with Anna, Brad, and Andy at the club, still not willing to fully embrace the craziness she saw, but afterwards told Anna she wanted to return and try everything the club had to offer. Anna just smiled and told her, "soon".
But it wasn't just Sheila's party wardrobe, even her "workplace" look had totally changed. She remembered wearing what, for the shop, was a very conservative outfit. It was a skin-tight knee length houndstooth wool skirt and a wool top. But the top was really a series of wide bands of fabric, exposing her tight stomach and most of her upper chest. At first glance, suitable for work, but on a second glance it screamed hot and sexy.
She posed for Anna and both agreed that the wool top, that really only covered her big chest, and the skin tight wool skirt that just touched her knees, when paired with six inch spiked heels sort of shouted sex and bend me over a desk as much as some outrageous leather or latex outfit. Sheila realized that depending on the setting she had multiple options to tease, titillate and advertise her wares. The sexiness of it was also very related to how sexually assertive Sheila had become Anna told her.
In fact, after looking at all her outfits, and her stuffed closet, Sheila decided to donate to Goodwill a bunch of her old preppy or very conservative outfits to make room in the master bedroom closet. It was a pretty easy decision. Not only would she never have been caught dead in those boring outfits but after all her body's changes, including the transformation of her modest breasts into her set of huge pierced tits, they were never going to fit her again anyway. Now after less than three months she looked a lot more like Anna than any girl she had grown up with or friend from college.
She also already knew she liked to flaunt her new body, favoring skin-tight clothes and had gotten totally comfortable perched on five, six, or seven inch heels. She realized that now the only time she only wore flat shoes when she was working out or on her long runs. She now, after only three months of embracing her changes, loved the sound of her heels on a wood or tile floor and the way her high heels made her legs and ass look so good.