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“Jacqueline, Jacqueline can you hear me?” Lincoln said as he leaned closer to his now blonde friend who seemed so engrossed in whatever they were working on to hear him, let alone notice him standing in front of her.

Slightly startled Jackson looked up from his computer screen, the small smile on his face grew in volume as he saw his friend. ‘Linc is here, he looks happy… I bet he wouldn’t be if I told him about…’ Jackson slowly closed his eyes before opening them again like a slow motion blink. He had been mostly just staring at the screen; his mind felt like it was floating, only lightly touching a subject or concept before he lost his mental grip on it. After the afternoon meeting with his boss where he thought he saved or at least helped a girl named Maddy he had over indulged in his new medication. It made him feel happier, all his problems felt smaller and the world felt… floatier. “Hiiii Linc! You look happy.”

Seeing his friend give Lincoln a bright smile, her red painted lips smiling wide enough to show her now pearly white teeth made him instinctively mimic the expression. ‘I sat next to Jackson for a year, lived with him… how didn’t I know this about him?’ He thought, still trying to reconcile the beautiful girl he saw now, compared to the greasy haired man he had gotten to know. “Time to go home, that alone would make me happy, but going home with you makes me down right joyful.”

Putting one elbow up on his desk Jackson leaned his head on his open palm, pressing his cheek into his hand as he looked up to his friend. ‘I never noticed how dark his brown eyes were… so much darker than my caramel brown. Is he really that happy to see me? Oh! Oh! He has to pretend because… yeah.’ Jackson’s eyes flitted over to the framed picture on his desk of the two of them. With his free hand he picked up the picture before leaning back in his seat, his head almost lulling down from its own weight, his body forgetting it was being propped up as he rolled his chair back a few inches. Tapping one long nailed finger to the glass covering the photo Jackson gave a small smirk, the two shared a secret, one that had to be kept. “Joyful… is this why you say you are joyful?” He nodded to himself already knowing the answer.

“Yes… Jacqueline, are you okay?” Lincoln said as he moved around the small desk, taking the framed photo from her hand and placing it back down where she took it from.

With a long inhale of breach Jackson gave a single over exaggerated nod. “Yes!” His eyes shifted around seeing a handful of people leaving their little cubical world to head home. “I’m… joyful too. My boyfriend is taking me home!” He held out both hands so Lincoln could help him to his feet. Earlier in the day he had forgotten that to stand up correctly in heels or at least heels with this height he had to center his feet together and had fallen back down into his seat. Jackson had only raised himself up a few inches before the fall, so at least he hadn’t embarrassed himself.

Helping his blonde friend to her feet he put one hand around her hip, resting his palm on the small of her back as he got in her personal space, and whispered to her. “Are you sure you are okay?”

Closing his eyes Jackson nodded his head several times in small tight nods, each movement of his head reminded him of the earrings and of how short his hair now was. “Yeah, yeah, yeah.” Jackson responded in a whisper, his feminine voice growing softer with each word. “Everyone needs to know I’m your girlfriend and that I’m a good girl…” Jackson said thinking about something Dunn had said. His mind pulled away from the memory with a quickness like it had been a snake about to bite him, but it had reminded him how he had saved a girl. “You know…” Jackson said with the same whisper as before, but leaned in closer. “Today I’m a superhero.”

“Is that so? Not just a hero but a superhero. Why don’t you tell me about it on the way to the car. Regale me with the tales of Jacqueline Hart super heroine. Did you wear a costume?” The two started to walk towards the elevator, Lincoln keeping his hand on the small of Jackie’s back, guiding her so the two stayed in sync.

“No, well…” Jackson looked down at himself, the large prosthetic breasts on display in the red wrap dress. He watched as they bounced with each step and shimmy as he placed one heeled foot in front of the other. “Kind of.”

“Hmmm, I’m picturing something tight, maybe looking like a deer.”

Looking at the man through half lidded eyes Jackson saw his friend through the dark curtain of his long mascara covered lashes, not understanding why he would look like a deer. “A deer? Or did you call me dear? I don’t like dear, maybe honey? Hon? How about love? You did say you had to put a ring on it for your promotion.” Jackson tapped his left ring finger.

“Someone sounds like they are in a hurry to get hitched.” Lincoln laughed. After all his worry Jackson really was really onboard and the comment about calling her love as a pet name made him think she was giving him a hint at her true feelings. She was just too afraid to be herself, he would have thought after everything so far she would trust him, but it really was an uncaring world. When she was young and having to live the lie that she was a boy her mother abandoned her and her older sister. He could be patient if that was what Jacqueline needed.

“Well Yeah… sooner it happens the faster it happens.” The skin above Jackson’s nose wrinkled as he scrunched up his face. “No wait, that isn’t right.”

Laughing as the elevator doors closed Lincoln shook his head a few times. “Well you aren’t wrong, but before I wasn’t talking about calling you dear.” He paused tilting his head to the side for a second, if she wanted to use pet names he could do that. Once he had a girlfriend that liked being called sweetheart or sweetie, but really hated being called baby. So he thought it best to use one she had picked out that she liked. “Honey, when I said deer, I meant it like an animal. Your last name is Hart, a hart is an adult male deer, but I think for you a doe would be more accurate.” Lincoln shifted himself in front of her, moving the hand from the small of her back to her hip as his other hand cupped her cheek gently. “You have the loveliest doe eyes.” Lincoln said before he leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers.

Jackson hardly noticed the hand on his hip and the one touching his face as he smirked at the doe eye comment. ‘Doe, a deer, a female deer. Re, a drop of golden…’ The song cut off in his mind as he felt Lincoln’s lips press into him. His overmedicated mind wasn’t able to move to panic, fear or the overwhelming feeling of disgust like it might have normally. Instead it just seemed to stop processing everything for a few heartbeats. When Jackson felt Lincoln’s mouth open, his tongue touching his lips he opened his mouth without consideration. By the time it rebooted Lincoln was stepping back and the elevator doors were opening. ‘He kissed me. Why did he… was someone watching?’

By the time that thought finished Jackson had already started to hear his own footsteps, click, clack, click, clack on the tile floor as he was guided out. That floaty feeling made it hard to think of anything quickly, he had been focusing on Linc and hadn’t noticed if anyone else was in the elevator. Jackson turned his head to look behind him to see if he could spot anyone that might have ridden down with them, and while he saw more than a few people in the lobby, he couldn’t tell if someone else had stepped off the elevator with them. ‘There must have been others, maybe some guy was checking me out. Wait, he kissed me! Does he know I swallowed Dunn’s…?’

As they stepped into the parking garage Jackson stopped and pulled his friend to the side out of the path of others. “Today has been like… a lot! I went to the therapist, the doctor. We talked about...” Jackson closed one eye trying to think about the medications names, but the only thing he was able to grab onto was that he couldn’t stop taking them without something bad happening to him and they were making him more and more female. “He gave me things to transition… and.. It is a lot!”

Oblivious to what Jackson was going through, Lincoln put each of his hands on Jacqueline’s hips and pulled her a little closer as he nodded. “My day wasn’t nearly as eventful. Dentist, then I spoke with Dunn. He said something about being more discreet…”

At Lincoln’s mention of the word discreet Jackson’s eyes went wide. ‘He knows!’ Jackson thought before interrupting the man that held him. “Dunn told you about the blow job today?”

Raising an eyebrow Lincoln let go of her, taking both of her hands into his own and moving them up to his shoulders before moving his hands back to where they were. “Don’t fret, what happened at the office was hot. I mean really hot, but the next blow job and maybe something more can happen back at the apartment.” He thought she was talking about what they had done the other day, but the word today made him wonder if her boss had overheard her talking about wanting to do it again with him. He couldn’t imagine a more awkward conversation than talking about sex with his boss, well maybe with his parents. Lincoln shook his head to dislodge that thought.

The feminized man’s mouth slowly dropped as his eyes somehow grew wider at the idea of Linc not just finding it sexy that he had given a blow job to his… their boss, but that he wanted it to happen again back at their place. ‘Did Dunn tell him that is what he wanted? Do they want a three-way with me?!’ The grip on his hips and the thought caused his imagination to picture himself on the bed, on all fours, something in his mouth and the same pair of hands on his sides, holding him still for something more. “Are you asking for a three way? Did Mr. Dunn tell you we had to do that?!”

“Woah, woah. He did not and if we were to have a three way it would be you and…” He stopped talking, having a good idea that saying he wanted to have a three way with her and her sister would be a step too far across the line. The fact she was thinking of a three way with two men told him that she was still very much still wanting to explore this side of herself sexually. “You know what, I don’t even want a three way.” He lied, already feeling himself getting turned on at the idea of the two girls laying in his bed, both in lingerie, kissing one another before beckoning him closer to join in. Lincoln swallowed the build up of saliva in his mouth before continuing, hoping the pause didn’t give Jacqueline an idea of the truth. “Tonight you are going to change into something sexy, I will give you a massage from head to foot. All the stress of the day that you had to deal with will melt away and then…”

“Mmm, that sounds nice.” Closing his eyes Jackson imagined a massage over his entire body. After what Linc’s hands felt like on just his feet an entire body massage sounded wonderful.

Pressing his forehead to hers he held her there for a few seconds before lightly kissing her lips. “And then my sexy girlfriend and I can repeat what happened at work.”

“Mmm” Jackson let out a small whimper that came across more as sexual desire to Lincoln with the frame of mind he was in. ‘He knows I sucked Dunn off.’ It came slow, the wheels in Jackson’s mind not wanting to do much critical thinking. Their entire conversation up to this point seemed to be all mixed together, he wasn’t sure if Lincoln was saying he needed to blow him or if Dunn said he had to do it again. The memory of saying he was a bad girl and the word discreet came to mind and then finally a memory of saying how he loved or was it liked? He had been talking about Linc’s cock with Maddy and Callie, but that was only because… ‘It doesn’t matter, you have to do it. Everything will be fine, you saved Maddy today, well not Maddy… Maddy, but that other girl.’

With Jackson’s mind teetering off its path and back down the rabbit hole of helping the poor unfortunate young woman he smiled again as he pulled away from Lincoln. Not recalling how or when he had wrapped his arms around him or when they had gotten so close. “Mmm did I tell you how I’m a superhero?”

Chuckling, Lincoln nodded. “You did, and I know that I gave you a little push, not that I knew what I was doing. I have to say Jacqueline, you are incredibly brave to be true to yourself. You will always be a superhero to me.”