Impress me

Friday morning came and Eric had a hard time falling asleep once again. This time because his girlfriend’s soft moans of pleasure as he rubbed her feet last night only left him hard and frustrated. Eric woke up having finally passed out somewhere around 2am. His hand was cupping Jodie’s right breast. He pulled his hand back quickly like he touched a hot stove. He knew she was in a **** place right now but ever since Jodie had started sharing his bed they slept in one of two positions. Jodie curled around him like a koala on a eucalyptus tree or the two spooning. So he couldn’t be faulted for an accidental grope in his sleep. At least that’s what he tried to tell himself to assuage his guilt. It didn’t help.

“Oh shit!” Eric shot out of bed having glanced at the clock on the nightstand. He had five minutes to get to work. It was safe to say he was going to be late for work

Jodie stirred as Eric clambored to get dressed. “Eric? Whas goin on?” Jodie’s voice was still heavy with sleep.

“Yeah.” Eric called from the kitchen. “I’m going to be so late for work.”

“Oh...come back to bed then.”

“Can’t.” Eric returned wearing only his blue jeans and carrying a glass of water and Jodie’s medicine. “Here. Drink.”

Jodie swallowed his pills down quickly. “Call in sick?”

“I can’t.” Eric rummaged through his dresser until he found a thick work shirt and clean wife beater.

Jodie frowned, he already missed the warmth of having Eric beside him. “Please, Fuzzy bear?” Jodie pouted, hoping to use his feminine charms to get his way like he had seen Tiffany do.

“I’d love to baby, believe me, but we’re at a crucial point.” Eric had frantically dressed for work pausing only to kiss Jodie before putting on his work boots on his way out. “Feel better. I’ll see you when I get home.” Jodie groaned and went back to sleep.

A couple hours later and Jodie woke to Lauren knocking on his door. "Nobody's home!"

"Jodie. I need your help. Please?"

Jodie groaned and rolled out of bed, taking a moment to adjust to his new weight. Once that was done Jodie threw on her robe and opened the door. "What's wrong?"

"I didn't bring clothes for an interview with me. I was hoping I could borrow something of yours?" Jodie would have noted the irony had he been fully awake. But looking at her pleading smile there was no way he could deny her.

"Come on." Jodie left the door open as he sat back on his bed.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you! Seriously I didn't expect to have to do this but like all I have is club wear or relaxing stuff." Jodie grunted his reply while Lauren sifted through his closet of nothing but women's clothing. "How do I look?" Lauren's question roused Jodie from his half sleeping state. What Lauren wore was a simple white blouse and black skirt with matching blazer.

“Um, you look fine.” Jodie lied.

“What?” Lauren nervously examined her outfit. “I’m trying to look professional.”

“You do but like...nevermind.”

“No, tell me please!”

“I mean, all the other I.T.s will probably dress like that so, like, you wanna stand out right?”

“Without being slutty.”

“Of course.” Jodie sighed and walked to his closet and after holding several tops and skirts to Lauren he finally found the one that would work. “Ah perfect.” She held out a v-neck cut black dress ending at just above Lauren’s knee.

“Are you sure? It’s not too...I mean it’s cute but do you think it’s okay for an I.T. interview?”

“Totally,” Jodie came back out of his closet with a large red belt he promptly cinched around Lauren’s waist, “those other nerds will be wearing the same thing so you, like, want to stand out. Without being slutty.”

“Did you just call me a nerd?”

“I guess I did. But, like, only as a compliment. I swear.” Jodie smiled and Lauren laughed. By the time Jodie had finished helping Lauren with her nails, her hair, and even her makeup Jodie was wide awake when Lauren left. Not knowing what else to do he made a small simple breakfast and ate in the living room while he read fashion blogs on his phone.

An hour later, Jodie’s chest began to hurt as he walked around their empty apartment. Shuffling into the kitchen he found a sticky note from Lauren on the kitchen counter. ‘Feel better soon- Lauren.’ Next to the note was a glass with a single pain pill resting in the bottom. Sighing he took the pill out and drank it down with some water before he shuffled off to the bathroom.

It was the first time Jodie had looked in the mirror, sure yesterday he used his makeup mirror but that only showed his face and at most his neck. The mirror in the bathroom was much larger and showed his entire upper body in all its new and bountiful glory. He wasn’t ridiculously huge like he had first feared but they were certainly big on his small frame. And of course, much bigger breasts than he felt he should have for a man!

On the corner of the sink was the hygiene instructions he had been given. He briefly considered ignoring them but he decided against risking an infection and having his cause of **** listed as ‘**** by boobs’. Showering was a new sensation he hadn’t expected. The warm water ran down his body as it always had but now it had more skin to pool up around. Normally he could look down and still see his penis, reminding himself despite all of this he was still a man...but no longer. When he looked down he only saw...breasts. Jodie had often fantasized about a woman's wet boobs in the shower...but this was ridiculous.

He did as the instructions told him, he carefully washed...the breasts and patted them dry with a towel afterwards and dressed and did his makeup for the day. He spent the last week making putting on, checking, and fixing his makeup part of his routine. So it never occurred to him that he didn’t need to do his makeup. But as he smoothed out the skirt of his summer dress to sit on the couch and watch something on t.v. he couldn’t help but go over in his mind what had happened so early this morning. Eric had kissed him...on the lips, again and not only that he called him baby...what was happening to their relationship? And last night Jodie wanted him...wanted him bad. If Lauren hadn’t have been there he might have just lost all control and ripped Eric’s pants off right then and there. Thoughts of his time with Eric in the shower or bathroom on previous occasions had created an awkward stirring in his panties

To distract himself he made lunch, a simple sandwich when his mind once again drifted to this morning. Eric left immediately...which means he didn’t make his lunch. Jodie wasn’t entirely sure why he started making food for Eric. He told himself it was a small thank you for everything, his bed, his friendship, his help since the surgery, but as much as he tried to convince himself he didn’t truly believe that was the reason.

Part way into making the lunch the doorbell rang, ‘I thought Lauren had a key?’ opening the door expecting the petite girl that was more and more becoming a sister to him he saw instead the taller Adam Wesker. “M-Mr.Wesker? What are you doing here?”

“Please, Adam.” Adam walked inside and took a quick look around Jodie’s apartment. ‘She deserves better.’ “And I wanted to come by and see how you were feeling after your surgery. I've heard those kinds of operations can take a lot out of you so I brought you some soup. It's an old family recipe. Nothing too special.” Adam held a tupperware bowl of soup for Jodie.

“Oh…I’m, like, feeling better today. Thank you...is...is that for me too?” Adam looked down and reacted with mild surprise as though he had forgotten he was carrying the stuffed teddy bear.

“It is. I hated the thought of you being all alone.” Adam handed Jodie the stuffed bear carrying a small heart in its arms that read ‘GET WELL BEARY SOON!’ Jodie couldn’t help but laugh softly at the terrible pun.

“Thank you." He hugged the bear tightly. "Um, would you like some coffee?”

“That would be lovely thank you.” Adam sat at the table while Jodie made him a cup of coffee. “You don’t live alone in this neighborhood do you?”

“No. Like, I have roommates.”

“Still.” He mumbled snidely to himself. Jodie soon returned with a cup full of coffee. “Thank you.” He sipped at the coffee with a smile as he took all of Jodie in, in her sky blue summer dress with patterns of daisy flowers along the body. “Hmm, just perfect.”

Jodie smoothed out the bottom of his dress as he sat across from Adam. “Thank you, sir. I guess I, like, got it memor-uh..down pat.” Jodie bit his lip, he hated having to talk like an idiot but if he suddenly spoke more intelligently Mr.Wesker might question why he didn’t at the office.

“Well, you are a very smart girl.”

“M-me? No. I-I’m, like totally, not smart at all.” Jodie ate some of her soup slowly at first but quicker once she realized it was actually good. "Wow. This is great. You made this?"

"Don't sound so shocked." He laughed. "My parents had a cook and showed me how to make it when I was a little boy. Probably so I'd stop pestering her to make it for me." Adam laughed.

"She must've been a great teacher. My mom tried to teach me but, like, I still burn cereal." Adam and Jodie laughed.

"It's ok. You have talents in other areas." Jodie's eyes widened as he felt Adam's eyes staring at his chest. "I have bore witness to a few already."

"I wouldn't count what I do as talent." Jodie stood and hurried to the kitchen to continue making the sandwich. "Typing and filing don't need, like, a lot of talent." Jodie jumped when he felt Adam’s hands on his shoulders.

“Hey. Don’t talk that way.”

“Yes, sir.” Jodie shivered as Adam kissed his neck, trying to hide his revulsion at being touched by another man.

“What are you doing?” Adam put his arms around Jodie's waist and hugged the feminine man close.

“Making lunch for my...roommate.”

“That’s nice of you. Is she sick?” Adam's left hand rubbed Jodie's stomach while his right made its way further down.

Jodie grabbed Adam's hand and guided it back to under his breast. “No h-my roommate just forgot before work. I was going to take it to them soon.” Jodie wasn’t sure why he lied. Maybe it was because he was tired of telling everyone Eric was his boyfriend, maybe he was afraid that Adam might fire him, maybe it was because it would be too much like admitting he was cheating on Eric.

Adam looked at his watch a moment, “Why don’t I give you a ride.”

“N-You don’t have to do that. I can just take the bus.”

“Absolutely not.” And that was the final word on the subject.

A few minutes later Adam drove Jodie through downtown. “Have you ever thought about moving somewhere nicer?”

“Well sure,” Jodie made the tiniest flinch when Adam put his hand on her bare leg. “b-but it’s not like I could afford it.” Jodie needed out of the car and soon. Adam meanwhile slowly massaged his thigh, and imagined ways to break in Jodie’s new tits. “It’s up here.” He pointed to a hair salon at the end of the block.

“Okay.” He slowly turned into a small parking area. “I’ll be here.”

“No! I mean, you, like, have meetings and stuff today and...I was going to, like, do some shopping.”

Adam, unfortunately, knew she was right. “Alright. I can come pick you up after work.”

“I don’t want you to, like, go out of your way.”

“And I don’t want you riding the bus. You’re too pretty for that.”

“I was going to just have my friend take me home.”

He thought about it and frowned, “Okay...do you think you’ll be back to work by next week?”

“Totally.” He’d agree to anything to get Adam to leave.

“Good.” Adam kissed Jodie, “My meetings go better when you’re there.” He smirked and Jodie knew exactly what he meant.

Jodie waited on the side of the curb and waved until Adam left his sight. He did this so Adam wouldn’t see where he was actually going. But the effect it had on Adam was that she was a lovestruck teenager.

Once Adam was gone Jodie walked two more blocks to Eric’s construction site. Along the way Jodie saw dozens of men and women. He could feel all of their eyes on him. The women judging him that his breasts were “So obviously fake” out of jealousy. The men judging him that his breasts were “Fucking hot!” out of pure lust. Few of the men stopped him and tried in vain to get his number. “I have a boyfriend. Sorry.”

“I don’t care.”

Some men didn’t even bother to stop, they would just yell pick up lines as he walked by. By the time he reached the site he was so grateful that Eric was nothing like ‘horny losers’. Jodie attempted to just walk on through the open gate but was stopped by an overweight security guard. “Ma’am, I’m afraid you can’t be in here.”

“Please?I just wanted to bring my Eric his lunch.” She held up the red lunch box as proof.

“Who are you?”

“Jodie. I’m his girlfriend.” Jodie’s heart skipped a beat, he had told people he had a boyfriend before but he never considered that made him...his girlfriend.

The man sighed and quickly figured she wasn’t a threat and reached behind him for a hard hat. “Fine, but this is a hard hat area.”

Jodie took the hard hat and remembered how much wearing them sucked from his brief stint working under Eric. “I don’t want to, like, mess up my hair. Can’t I just go without one?”

“No ma’am. If one of these guys drops a wrench it could do a lot more than mess up your hair.” Jodie looked to the high rise fearfully. From what she remembered guys dropped their tools too much for her comfort.

“Okay.” She slipped the hat on and gave the guard a smile.

“See, still beautiful. His office is the big trailer.”

“Thank you.” She smiled instead of retching like she wanted too. The walk to Eric’s office was even more unsettling than her walk up to the site. It was made worse by the fact half the guys saying she had a nice ass were guys she knew from her time failing at construction. Jodie wasn't even a quarter of the way to the office before a large man with muscles on his muscles, who introduced himself as Ty, decided he was her unofficial escort. Even without her new enhancements this guy made her feel like a small girl instead of the man she kept trying to remind herself she was. "Really, Ty, I-I'm okay."

"Nonsense." More than once did she have a near spill on the uneven terrain. If it wasn't for the quick reflexes if Ty she would have definitely hurt herself. "Boss man would have my head if I let anything happen to you."

"Eric?"

"Yeah. He's just been going on and on about you."

"He has? What has he been saying exactly?"

"Mostly how kind and pretty you are." Jodie felt herself smiling. She wasn't sure why exactly. "So when security radioed boss man, boss man radioed me and asked me to take you to his office I just had to see if he was lyin'."

"...and?"

"Well, suffice to say he was not."

"Thank you." Jodie felt a little bit more at ease as they walked to the office. Jodie only needed rescuing one more time before they arrived. "Thank you," she said as she climbed the short steps to the trailer door. "I swear I'm not normally this klutzy."

"No problem. We all have our off days. Anyway, boss man will be down once he's finished. Just make yourself comfortable."

Saying their goodbyes Jodie went inside and waited. After five minutes of sitting Jodie started to poke around hoping to find something to relieve her boredom. She found more boredom, boring documents, boring contracts, boring electrical blueprints. She opened a door and found a boring room with a small and boring table which held a phone in the center. "Ugh…" she blew raspberries and continued her search. In a small cabinet beside a couch that took up most of the wall she found a thin blanket and pillow.

Hearing the men yelling to one another about a "roach coach" arriving and figured it was lunchtime. While waiting for Eric an idea came to mind. She took the blanket and unfurled it onto the table. She was just finishing setting up the table when she heard Eric open the office door.

"Whoa." Eric stood dumbfounded in the doorway.

“What? I...Is it too much? I look stupid, I just, like, thought, like, I don’t know.”

“No way. You’re beautiful. When Tony said you were here I didn't expect you to look so…uh, so uh…"

"Beautiful?"

"Yeah. That's the one." Eric finally took off his hard hat and softly kissed Jodie."Is that dress new?"

"No. Well... yeah kinda. I got it like last week. I just never had, like, a chance to wear it."

"Uh-huh. You came here so you could wear it? Probably not a great idea on a construction site."

"No." She laughed. "Like, I was making lunch and I remembered you left in a hurry...so, like, you probably didn't eat Right?"

"No."

"Then sit." Jodie giggled as Eric sat at his small conference table. “Today we have a lovely roast beef sandwich lovingly prepared by...well you. Last night.” Jodie laughed awkwardly as she sat the tupperware in front of Eric and then one tupperware with a smaller sandwich in front of her chair. “I didn’t think it would be good to have a beer for lunch, so I brought you a soda.” Eric took the bottle from Jodie with a smile and she smoothed out the hem of her dress once more as she sat across from Eric.

“Thank you.”

“No problem.”

Eric twisted the top off and flicked it into the garbage can. “So can I ask, were you really that bored at home alone?”

“Why? Is it weird? I knew it. I’m s-”

“Hey,” Eric grabbed Jodie’s hand before she could stand up and flee. “It’s not weird. It’s very sweet. But you’ve been home alone a lot before and you never brought me lunch. I’m just curious if everything’s copacetic.” “Alright.” He corrected himself seeing Jodie biting her lip.

“Everything’s fine...and I don’t know. I guess, like, I was a little bored and I felt bad you overslept and I know you, like, have this whole thing about being the first one to work and the last one to leave. And, like, maybe...forget it.” Jodie blushed.

“No...what?”

“I...we’ve...you’ve just been so supportive of me through all of this and my craziness. And I know any other guy would’ve just run for the hills or kicked me out long ago. I just wanted to show you how much I...I’m thankful.”

“Jodie.” Eric held her hand again, rubbing his thumb across the back of her hand. “I’m going to support you no matter what. You’re not just my girlfriend you know, you’re my best friend.” Jodie smirked and allowed Eric to kiss her. It was getting easier and easier with every kiss.

After they began eating again, Jodie chuckled to herself, “Yeah, nothin says girlfriend like a reheated leftover.” Having dressed nice, cooked, and even set the table Jodie couldn't help but feel like she was his girlfriend. Even if it was only pretend, when others were around.

“Nah it’s great. I love it.” Jodie smiled but figured he was just saying things to make her feel better. More than thanking him, she wanted an excuse to see him again. Yesterday was easier for Lauren and the shock from her sudden surgery provided a suitable distraction but today she had difficulty thinking of any one thing for very long. She bit her lip again as she watched Eric, his muscles still shiny from sweat, his dress shirt thrown off and replaced with the white tank top. “You okay?” Eric asked, noticing the strange look in his girlfriend’s eye.

“No. yeah, I’m just...I’m thirsty.” She didn’t want to want what was in her mind right now but she did. She wanted, needed, Eric.