Part 10 Penny and the Black Swan

Tanya went off to work the scene with the rest of the girls and I went to find Sam. I explained to him what I wanted, and he said it would be easy enough. He went off to collect up his equipment while I went off to make-up to get a better face.

We checked back with Andrew and set up his computer to receive the streaming once Sam had dialled in. I was kitted out with a small mic and the transmitter was clipped to the back of my panties. We tested the whole system with Sam and I going outside, and I walked about reciting a kiddy poem while he filmed. Back in the office Andrew said that it all went well. Sam and I left in the car, and I explained the scenario to him as we went along.

He dropped me near the café Odette had nominated and I went in to secure a table next to the window, telling the waitress that I would order when my friend turned up. I could see Sam parked across the road, looking as if he was stopped to take a call and, as I looked at him, he gave me a thumb up.

Five minutes later I saw Odette across the road, in a plain shift with leggings and looking as if she was in two minds so I waved at her from my seat, and she must have made her mind up as she came into the café. I got up to give her a hug and a cheek kiss.

She sat and the waitress came back. We ordered a toasty each with a cup of coffee.

“It’s so good to see you again Odette, I have to say that you look stunning in daylight.”

She blushed.

“I was in two minds today after you called. I didn’t know if you really wanted to see me or tell me off for the way I acted with you.”

I looked into her eyes.

“That wasn’t acting, though, was it? You were the cat that had been given a ball of yarn to play with and I thought it was wonderful being that yarn.”

He eyes lit up and she had tears in them.

“Thank you so much Penny, you have no idea what that means to me. When we were dancing and chatting, I thought that I could trust you. You were my dreams come true, a guy with the nerve to dress like a girl and I wondered if you may be just a little docile. That side of me has been my downfall and it destroyed my life.”

I put my hand on hers.

“Odette, you have nothing to be ashamed of. What happened that night was the act of a true enthusiast, not a deviant. Over the last couple of months, I have met guys and girls who do much stranger things and it is all part of the job.”

“What do you do?”

This was the point of no return.

“I am an actor in a porn movie serial. The story started with me as a fully-fledged bloke, and I have been changed to the point you see me today. Nothing permanent or chemical, you understand.”

She smiled and I knew we had made a slight breakthrough.

“I was given a DVD porn movie once. It was very attractive with the cover showing an African looking girl with a whip. It made me so hot I could hardly stand it and then the slave rebelled and jabbed her with her own cattle prod. I cried then but she got her own back and feminised him to the stage where she sold him to a brothel. One of the girls you came to the club with looked a bit like her. The actress in the film was called Stormy.”

I chuckled.

“You were right, one of the girls in our show goes under the name of Stormy but I cannot see Susan doing the sort of thing you have described in real life.”

The look on her face was something to behold so I went on.

“So, tell me, how on earth is a beautiful girl like you working in a charity shop, you are much more educated for a gig like that?”

She sniffed, holding a tissue to her eyes.

“You’re right. I had a good education and trained as a teacher. I taught drama. My fall from grace came very early in my career. I was producing a school play and had come across a short play about the Marquis De Sade that was a real test for the cast, even if it didn’t include acts of sadism. We were doing a dress rehearsal one afternoon and the headmaster paid us a visit. He had heard from some parents, and it only took him five minutes to read the cast list and a bit of the dialogue before he brought my world down around my ears.”

She looked down at her plate.

“I was called all kinds of pervert, dismissed and black-listed. I volunteer to get some welfare because the employment people have given up getting me a job. I was only stretching the childrens’ imaginations, not perverting them!”

We sat for a while and finished our meal. She seemed to get her act back together.

“You know, I have never told anyone before about that, or the reasons behind that event. I went out on a limb Friday night because you went along with me. I don’t even own black leather jeans or stiletto boots.”

“But I would guess that you know where we can buy some, don’t you?”

She looked startled and then laughed for the first time today,

“Of course, I do, you wouldn’t think that I would completely cut myself off from my dream world, would you?”

“Good, I need a new black outfit, let us go and see what we can get. You don’t have anything else to do today, do you?”

She smiled broadly.

“No, I just want to enjoy my day with you. It will make going back to the charity difficult, but I have done difficult before.”

We left the café and walked, arm in arm, along the road and then went two blocks across until we came to a sex shop.

“I have been told that they have a special section here for doms but have never been in.”

“Then there is a first time for everything, let’s clothe your fetish, make us both look good, and it will all be on me.”

We went in, past the dildos, vibrators, chains, handcuffs and other items with a dubious purpose and the salesperson looked up.

“Can I help you, ladies? You don’t look as if you would ever need a dildo, maybe some beads or edible lubricant?”

“We have heard that you have a section that we dominatrix mistresses would be happy to see.”

“Ah! The black leather brigade. Just through that passage at the back to the room on the end. There is everything you may need as well as changing booths and mirrors. Just give me a call if you need anything.”

I had never been anywhere like it, the smell of good leather was intoxicating, and we tried on a lot of different outfits, including masks and whips. In the end we had ourselves outfitted in identical boots with five-inch heels, skin-hugging black leather pants and black silk blouses.

We also picked two very short black leather skirts that I could not resist. During the course of this she noted that I now had breasts that were not there on Thursday, so I told her that changes happened quickly in my world.

She was wistful when we looked at ourselves in the big mirror,

“Thank you for this Penny. I will remember how I look now. I suppose we must change back.”

I laughed.

“No way, Odette, not now I have seen Odile there is no chance we are going to change back for a while yet.”

Just then Susan came into the room in the outfit she must have worn in the cattle prod movie, and she smiled.

“Hello, you two, the boss wants to see you both in the office.”

Odette was about to pass out and Susan had thoughtfully brought some smelling salts with her which she waved under her nose, giving me a wink as she did so.

I put all of our own stuff in bags, and we went up to the counter where the salesman clipped the tags, added the skirts to the bags and totalled up the account which I paid with my credit card.

Of course, the name brought a look at me.

“It should have read Julia N. Spinks. The N is for nymphomaniac.”

He almost creamed his jeans, especially with three black-clad doms standing at his counter. Outside we found Sam with the car. The other two got in the back, Odette still a bit unbelieving but Susan was talking quietly to her.

Sam whispered as I passed him.

“Good work, Penny, I will see you if I ever need a shrink. That girl is an absolute find once we give her back her dignity.”

Sam drove us back to the studio where we were waved though the gate and he parked. Odette was now much better and was talking to Susan about the prod movie, saying how she had cried when the tables were turned.

Susan laughed.

“Not as much as I did, that was not in the script and the thing was real and turned on. I got the shock of my life and there was no acting in that scene, I can tell you. It did make it easier for us to go full out for the rest of the shooting, though, and it made it a much better film.”

We got out of the car.

“Andrew wants us to show Odette the set-up before she sees him. Maybe even have a little screen test, there is a set out the back set up for dom scenes, you may remember it from the movie, Odette.”

When we got to the office set where the other girls were filming a scene where they were arguing about how far I should be taken. The final was where they say, “All the way!” and high-five each other.

We watched from behind the lights until they had finished and then Susan led us onto the set to introduce Odile, maybe the new Germaine, and Dom Penny, her apprentice. The other girls all squealed and rushed over to give us hugs.

Tanya stood in front of me and dropped her head.

“What do you desire of me, Mistress.”

I put on a stern voice.

“Obedience, slave, just obedience.”

Sam came over with some props.

“I thought we can do the tour of the place with the proper appearance; it will help Odile find herself as we go.”

So, we fitted the five girls, all dressed in the height of office fashion, with collars and leads and Susan went to each one and handcuffed them behind their backs.

“Odile, we two are your assistants; you give the orders from now. I think that the first should be ‘Slaves, give us the tour!’”.

Odette smiled broadly and grasped the leads that were attached to Sheila and Paula and her strong voice boomed.

“Slaves, show me around or else you will feel the lash of my whip!”

Susan took Annabelle and Elizabeth while I had Tanya. All five girls had, I expected, played the slave before and they became meek and mild and right into character.

“This way, Mistress Odile, This is the office set, Paula will lead us to the bedroom sets.”

We set off on our tour, showing Odette all of the different bedrooms and small sets, with the cameramen following us. As we went the Odile became strong and she was looking almost scary to me.

We finally got to parts of the studio I had not yet seen, various dungeons and a couple of bedrooms which I thought may be set up for some of my future scenes with pink covers and wardrobes overflowing with satin and lace creations.

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Part 11 A Penny in the Change

The last one we went into was a biggish room with a huge bed in the middle. The lights were already on and, laying on the bed, totally naked, with his wrists and ankles tied to the bed-ends, was Steve.

Susan gave the two of us a wink and commanded.

“Slaves, strip Penny of her false outfit and secure her so that she may be returned to her proper place!”

She undid the cuffs, and the girls surrounded me then started removing my wonderful leather outfit. I really did start to cry as it was so good having been a totally strong woman, if only for a little while. Odile stood back and took it all in with wonderment that this was becoming her reality.

When I was naked, they put me on the bed next to Steve and tied my wrists to the bedhead and my ankles to the foot. Then Susan took the girls leads and hooked each one over hooks on the wall and then re-cuffed them so they could just stand and watch.

“Now you will see two mistresses in action. Take heed, we may get to you next.”

I was starting to wonder how real this was going to get, never seeing one of these types of movies before, and Steve was no help. His dick was slowly rising and mine had a little twitch going.

Susan came to my side of the bed and Odile went and looked down at Steve.

He gasped.

“Miss Swan,”.

“Silence, slave. Do we have gags?”

Susan pulled a drawer out from the bedside and gave her one which she stuffed into Steves’ mouth and tied at the back.

“And that one!”

Susan put one in my mouth and tied off as well. Then the two of them did things to us that I had only heard about in horror stories.

We were pinched, had clips on our scrotum and nipples, whipped and beaten with coshes. Of course, all the whipping and coshing was done with soft props but we both reacted as if they were real.

We were also both reacting in the only way possible; my dick was almost painful, and I expect that Steve was in the same boat.

Finally, Odile pointed to two of the girls and ordered, “Those two, bring them here and let them disrobe us.”

Susan freed Tanya and Paula and they helped the two doms out of their boots and pants before being cuffed and put back on their hooks.

The two then straddled us and I found out what exquisite pain can do for your libido, Susan pulling on the tit clamps and scrotum clamp and then sitting on my dick and putting her fingers around my neck and slowly throttling me.

I was bucking fit to burst as I tried to breathe and then came in a huge explosion of desire. I had no idea what was happening beside me, but I expect that Steve was getting much the same treatment with the exception that his tit clamps would have hurt for real, mine being on the falsies.

Her hands left my neck and I lay there gasping with her muscles playing my dick like fingers on a flute. Then she leaned over to Odette and pulled her into a tongue-lashing kiss that lasted a long time.

When they parted Odette was smiling broadly and Susan laughed.

“Welcome to our world, Odette. It’s a lot of fun done right and pays well. Are you in?”

Odette didn’t take much time.

“Oh yes, I have wasted a lot of years being ashamed, but I left that behind me a few minutes ago. What happens now?”

A voice from the room said, “CUT!!” Andrew walked to the bedside.

“Odette, what happens now is that we tidy up here and let these two loose on the world again, get you back into a normal outfit and then you can sign a contract where I pay you six hundred a week to do the sort of thing you have just done. Are you up for it?”

She smiled.

“Yes please.”

She started to lift herself off Steve. The crew had freed the other girls, and they came over to give Odette a blanket, seeing her blushing when she had turned around to see the camera and sound guys with beads of sweat on their brows.

Susan stayed on me for a while and then slowly lifted herself off me with a smile and whispered.

“I think that I may ask if we can do a scene like this every week; that was almost too good for words.”

The set got quieter as they all left; leaving Steve and I still tied to the bed, gagged with the clips still on our tender places. Five minutes later Tanya and Paula came back and stood each side of the bed.

Tanya looked down at Steve.

“Stevie, sweetheart, do you remember the other day when you told me that you had a desire to tie me up and rape me, and I said I would think about it?”

He grunted through his gag.

“Well, I have thought about it, but I could see how much you liked being the one raped, so I have come to answer your wishes.”

Both she and Paula got their gear off and started the scene from the top, only this time it was a little more realistic, the soft props being replaced with more like the real thing.

I had no idea that Paula didn’t like me, or maybe she liked me more than she let on. She was rougher with me than Susan and my dick reacted as expected from a person with a slave mentality.

It must have been a good ten minutes before she impaled herself on me but this time, instead of her fingers, she wrapped a scarf around my neck. I was already bucking like a bronco as she pulled it tight. I was powerless and was starting to gasp before I gave a big heave of my hips and came.

She was clenching my dick so tight it was like being in a vice and then she shuddered and screamed. I couldn’t scream and I was finding it hard to breathe but it was such a feeling of release that I did, at that point, black out.

When I came around, I was still on the bed with Paula rubbing my wrists and looking worried. I looked down and Tanya was wiping my groin with a damp cloth.

“What was that all about?”

Paula looked sheepish.

“Andrew said that he wanted the two of us to do the scene again but make it a bit more real. I am sorry if I was rough on you but after seeing the scene before I was so hot for you that I went to town. Are you right?”

“Of course, I am. It was very real from my side, though, I thought that you really wanted to throttle me, but I have to say that I have never been so turned on.”

I looked around and saw that Steve had gone.

“How was Steve?”

“Chastised, sheepish and very well drained. That put all thoughts of being a rapist out of his head.”

When I was able to stand, Paula brought over a dress that was a nice shift, some shoes and underwear and they helped me dress while they also redressed.

When I stood I looked at the dress.

“Isn’t this outfit a bit further forward in the story?”

“It will be but today and tomorrow you are having a break. Andrew is over the moon with Odette and the scene you did with her, and Susan is going to be incorporated into the story. The story is being reworked as we speak, with Susan becoming Germaines’ assistant and there will be some scenes that will lead up to the one you just did. Then, after that, I think it will go down the track where Tony saves Penny from slavery, and it all ends happily ever after. Well, in the fashion that porn movies end happy ever after, I expect with the last scene being you and Tony in bed, together.”

That was something to look forward to - again. We left that set and I was just a little happy to have it behind me. I had never thought that I would react to being so helpless in the way I did.

I felt as if I could not perform for weeks, being so drained. It made me worry that I would like the slavery thing down the track and that future Penny movies will have me in similar situations but having guys being the ones in charge.

I inwardly smiled as I thought of the guy being Tony and had to clench my teeth to stop the smile appearing on my face.

I was taken to the office where Odette was signing a contract, now dressed in one of our stylish office outfits. One thing I had to give this business; they did not stint on the clothes.

She stood up and gave me a hug.

“Oh! Penny; thank you for giving me my life back; I would love to see the looks on a few peoples’ faces when they see me now.”

Andrew grinned.

“Odette, you are on the books as of this morning. I suggest that Sam gets to take the two of you to the charity shop and the employment exchange where you tell them to go somewhere where the sun doesn’t shine. That scene was almost too good for words, and I do believe that it may be a real hit when it gets to air.”

We left the office and went to the canteen where Tony was sitting with a very ashen-looking Steve.

“How are you, Steve?”

He looked at Odette.

“All the better for meeting the woman who gave me wet dreams in high school, hello again, Miss Swan.”

Tony started.

“What, I don’t believe it! This is that gorgeous girl who taught us drama and we both had the hots for?”

He turned to Odette and took her hand.

“Miss Swan, I thank you from the bottom of my heart for the love of acting that you gave us both. I may not be in the cinema or on TV, but I have made a good showing, a lot of money and have had a lot of fun.”

Odette laughed.

“This is so wonderful. You two guys were natural actors, and I must say that I had to hide my true feeling during that time. I really did want to see you both under my whip and my control at that time, and I used to go home and play with myself thinking of boys like you. Today, having Steve inside me while helpless, was something I could only dream about.”

Tony laughed.

“Can I have a go, please?”

I grinned.

“All in good time, lover boy. We may be able to fit a couple of sessions for you into the story before you end up making a proper woman of me.”

We sat with a cuppa and the three of them chatted about the time they were all in the school with Odette as their teacher. I did find out that her actual name was Olive Swan and she told us that she needed to change it after being blacklisted, although it didn’t help.

Tony then looked at me.

“Penny, I heard today that an apartment a few floors up from mine is becoming vacant next week. I asked the details, and they told me it was a two bedroom, both ensuite with open plan everywhere else. With the money the two of you are earning now, I’m sure it would be a doddle for you to rent.”

I looked at Odette and she smiled.

“Well, where I am now is pokey, can you find out if we can see it –today!”

I had to smile at the dom voice she put on, but Tony immediately got his phone out and called the tower manager up and arranging a viewing later this afternoon.

Odette looked at me and winked.

Marianne Gregory (C) 2026

Part 12 Penny and the Penthouse

Andrew had given us Sam for the rest of the day. Sam was very happy to drive us around. He was still on a high after filming the last couple of scenes. I wondered if he may be a bit of a sadist himself given the chance.

Problem was that he didn’t have the body for this game; actually, he carried two bodies around of his own.

Before we left, we claimed our bags and our leather gear which had been bought with my own money. I was looking forward to trying the leather skirt out. We went out and joined Sam and then followed Tony in his Porsche.

Odette saw the car and murmured.

“The boy has done well for himself. I’m glad.”

We detoured to her place first where she arranged to move out, the management being surprised to see her looking so good. It was then on to the charity shop where she told them that she now had a paying job and wouldn’t be coming back and then to the employment exchange to take her off the system.

At the tower we rang Tonys’ number, and he buzzed us in.

At his floor we met him and the manager, who took a good look at me.

“Penny, is it really you?”

I nodded my head.

“Wow, I have been a subscriber for some weeks now and you are fantastic. I really can’t see the old Julian there, is this how you end up?”

I said that my real-life change was well ahead of the show, and I could see Tony smirking.

“This will change everything. Look, the guy in the penthouse has taken a bath in the city and wants to move out. He has been a good tenant and I wanted to see him right. How about you take his place, and he can move down to the one I was going to show you. We can make the price right and I know that you will look after the place; Tony is a good tenant and doesn’t have wild parties. If the other guy comes good, he may want to go back upstairs. Would you be happy moving down a bit then?”

We both said that we would, and he phoned the guy from the penthouse. We waited until he had finished his conversation, and he came back to us.

“He is OK with that and is happy to leave his furnishings. The one further down is already fully furnished which is why it was a bit dearer. He wants a week to move all his personal stuff, but I don’t think he will take that long. He said it is all right to have a look if you disregard the mess”

We all followed him up to the penthouse level in the lift with him explaining that it was key coded and no-one else had access without the key. The penthouse was not as big as I expected, merely the top floor. But what a top floor! Magnificent views from almost every window, three big bedrooms with two ensuite, a chef kitchen and a wonderful lounge.

When he told us what it would cost, we both smiled and said we would take it. We dropped Tony off at his floor, thanking him for his help and then left the building to get back in the car where Sam was having a snooze.

We got him to take Odette home and I got out of the car with her. She hugged me then thanked me for the opportunity to get her life back, and I told her that it was hard work sometimes, but the rewards were there.

She said that she would see me on Wednesday because we would be picking her up in the mornings so that she could watch the old shows and get up to date. She took her bag and went in.

I got back in the car.

“Home, Sam, I am in need of a shower.”

On the way he asked about the apartment and told him we would be going into the penthouse, but it was not as grand as it sounded.

In my place I looked around and realised that, although it held a lot of good memories, I would be happy to move on. I stripped off, hung the dress on a hanger and went for a long, hot shower.

There were a few places where the hot water told me where Paula had been a bit enthusiastic. The thought of that session made me smile but I realised that it would be too easy to go too far. That made me pause to think about my younger days when I had read a few ‘edgier’ books.

There was one story I remembered, it may even have been a De Sade, where the toffs had a party in a big ballroom with a balcony around it. They put well-hung criminals on the balcony with a rope around their necks and attached to rings in the centre of the ceiling.

The girls would get the men aroused and the mount them before pushing them off the edge. It was thought that the guys would be at their biggest while they died swinging and that the girls would have a wonderful experience. After today I could not say that they were wrong.

Tuesday, I got dressed as well as I could with the full gear, from the gaff and push-up to stockings and garter belt, all covered (marginally) by a red silk blouse and the black leather skirt. After I put my heels on, I looked at my reflection for a long time and then went to do the make-up then come back to admire the person I was.

I picked up my bag, checked my account balance on the computer, took a quick check of my wardrobe and then left the place to go shopping.

Now, shopping was not an occupation that Julian had enjoyed, the op-shop being perfectly all right. Penny, on the other hand, attacked shopping as if it was life itself. On my own, with no-one to tell me I didn’t look good, I had it made if no-one made me.

I hit the same shops that I had been to with Tanya. I loaded up with the underwear and sleepwear first, not needing to try anything on. I used the trick with the locker again and hit the dress shops again.

The shop assistants remembered me from last time and I was given a crash course in what looked good with my body and looks. I ended that session with some dresses and more professional looking skirts. I put these in the locker and stopped for a bite to eat.

Of course, I was not left totally alone. A number of men asked if they could sit at my table, and I fended them off but nodded when a well-dressed lady asked. As we ate, we chatted and finally, as we stood to leave, she put her hand on my arm.

“I have really enjoyed speaking to you, young lady. If you ever decide to give up your career in porn films, you would do well on TV.”

I was shocked.

“How did you know I worked in porn?”

She smiled and told me that her husband was bed-bound, and they watched the show on a Saturday night together before she gave him a blowjob. I pulled a card out of my bag and asked his name and then wrote a ‘with love from’ note for him and gave it to her,

I told her that the show may get a little racier in future months and she laughed.

“Good, it won’t take me as long to get him off then,”

In the afternoon I got a couple more pairs of shoes and then went looking for jumpers and a good winter coat. By the time I finished I had more than I could carry so hailed a cab, putting the bags I was carrying in the back and slipped the driver a twenty, telling him I had more bags to get.

I cleared the locker and went back to the cab. At home he helped carry the bags up to my room and was not happy with just a peck on the cheek and a tip, so I took him inside and gave him a proper blowjob, using all of the techniques that Tony had shown me.

When he left, he was so relieved he never even asked for the tip, just a little bit of sucking had saved me some money.

I left everything in the bags as I would be moving again soon and went back out to go to the local pub for my evening meal, I expect that you all have realised that I‘m not a cook!

I had a good meal, a couple of drinks, got chatted up and went out into the beer garden in the dark with a very nice young lad who kissed me as good as I had ever been kissed.

I had to work hard to stop him giving me a hickey but did leave him smiling as I walked away with the taste of his cum in my mouth. I was now certain that I would not be made unless they felt my dick.

Next day Sam picked me up. I had dressed in the shift that I had left with on Monday. We went to get Odette and went to work. On the way she chatted about the show as she had seen it so far and was impressed with the acting and the good production values.

At work I was sent off to wardrobe to give back the dress and get kitted out in a typical Penny outfit with a pant suit. Of course, this also involved having my forms removed and my chest cleaned up.

On set we did a scene where I was told in no uncertain term that I needed to wear my first dress and to go out clubbing. My script had me resisting for a while but then I gave in, and the girls went about getting me fitted out.

We had the wardrobe set up a load of racks with various dresses and skirts on them and we did a long scene where I was forced to look through the racks of a dress shop until we found the one I had worn last weekend.

Then we had little sets made up to look like an underwear department and another set up like a shoe shop. I had been doing the scenes with no earrings and then we did a scene where I complain loudly at getting my ears pierced.

Odette was looking on as we did all this and taking it all in. Sometimes she offered a little advice on our placement which made the filming easier but made the scene more believable.

Thursday, we did a scene where I was taken, kicking and screaming, to the salon again for a ‘tune-up and face change’ and had the forms reattached. Now that felt better.

Then we did a long scene in one take where I was dressed and shod and finally giving in to my first evening as a girl out for fun. The girls were all kitted out in the outfits that they had worn last Saturday evening, and we were filmed again coming out of the Head Office door and getting into the minibus to go for the meal.

The rest of the show was already in the can as filmed in the restaurant and club. Andrew had told me that it was cut with the girls leaving and that the last scene would be Tony coming out with me and getting into his Porsche to drive off into the night.

It was a lovely way to finish the show, the cliff-hanger ‘will she or won’t she’ moment that we would have to resolve with the next show.

So, there we were on the Thursday evening, dressed to kill and hungry. Sam took Odette home to change and we all met at the Italian restaurant again.

Tony, Steve, a couple of the crew and a few of the male extras joining us. Odette came in looking like a million bucks and Tony made sure she had a seat next to him and paid her close attention, the cad!

We went to the Slots Club again and danced into the night. Tony gave me a little wave and a wink as he left early with Odette, looking as if they were heading off talk about old school days - not!

Marianne Gregory © 2026

Part 13 Bad Penny!

Friday morning, I was woken with someone at the door. I dragged myself out of bed, threw on a robe and went to open it. Tanya was there with Steve.

“Tony has called to say that your new place is available from this morning. I can’t wait to see it!”

They came in and Steve looked around.

“He said that you don’t have a phone, how on earth do you get on without one?”

“In my old days as Julian, a phone was a liability. You could be listened to or tracked and what I was doing then needed me to be very careful. I used to get my jobs by word of mouth.”

Just then Susan wandered out of the bedroom with just a long blouse on.

“Hey, you two, I was just winding up to see if I could wake him up and take advantage of his morning glory and then you were banging on the door. What time do you call this?”

Tanya looked at her watch.

“About a quarter to ten.”

We guided our visitors into the kitchen and told them to make themselves at home. I gave Tanya the card with Odettes’ number on and told her to organise something for this afternoon.

I then went for a needed pee and went back into the bedroom to satisfy Susans’ needs, not that I thought that she would have any left. We showered and dressed afterwards with her borrowing a couple of things of mine and joined the others for something to eat.

Tanya said that she had organised to be at Odettes’ place at one and that Tony had borrowed the studio van that we used to transport lights and things for location shoots. He would be here in twenty minutes.

I had a quick check of all the bigger things I would want and then decided none of them were needed if the furniture at the penthouse was left in place. So, it was just personal items, clothes, bathroom stuff, kitchen goods, electrical items and me that needed transporting. I had arranged to move out next weekend with the landlord so could come back and get anything else that was required.

When Tony arrived it only took the five of us two trips to get my stuff in the van and the four of us followed Tony in Steves’ car.

Odette was ready and it was much the same scenario. Two trips with the six of us and she was joining Tony in the van, and we were off to the tower and our new home.

The manager took us up and we went through a list of items we needed to take care of. The previous tenant had taken all the bed linen and the beds in both rooms were bigger than either of ours so that would be something we needed to buy. The guy had taken the TV that was in the bedroom but had left an enormous one in the lounge.

Both Odette and I had smaller flat screens that would go into the bedrooms so that was all right. Tanya was inspecting the place and looking out of the windows and discovered the third bedroom that the guy had only used as a storeroom.

“Can I come and live with you if I put in my share for the rent and food?”

I looked at Odette and when she nodded.

“Of course you can. The only thing we cannot allow is a live-in boyfriend, though. If you want to spend the night with Steve it will have to be at his place.”

Tanya smiled.

“I’m good with that.”

With that, Odette, Tanya, and I signed the paperwork with the tower manager, and he gave us the keys to the apartment and the lift. Lucky there was three sets, so we shared them around and arranged the dates for bank transfer of our rent.

It took just four trips to get all the things we had brought with us up into our rooms and the kitchen. We found that we had duplicates of a lot of things, but Tanya pointed out that two toasters was a good thing if we have breakfast meetings with others in the cast and that too many kettles are never enough.

I left all my clothes on the unmade bed for later, because now we needed to get out to the shops to buy bed linen before they shut. Tony volunteered to take us about and he took Odette, Susan, and I to the big bedding store while Tanya and Steve went home.

The two girls knew exactly what we needed so I was just there to choose the colours I liked. Surprisingly, my choice was a long way from what had been on my old bed and the girls were happy at my experimenting.

I did buy one set in black satin, and they told me I would be sorry, but that I would have fun trying it out. I noticed that Odette chose very strong colours; red and black being her thing now.

Back at the penthouse it did not take us very long to make the beds, and Susan helped me put away my things, including my new dresses. She told me that I was being very courageous with a couple of them and that she could not wait to see me in my black leather skirt.

I didn’t tell her that it had already helped to score two cock-sucks and I was looking forward to adding to the list. I had acquired a new taste and I had not yet figured out what wine would go well with it.

When we had finished and tidied up around the place, it looked like home. Tony took us all back to Odettes’ place so she could have a final look around to see if there was anything she could not live without and, once we had put the few items in the van, we went to mine to do the same.

On the way back to the tower we went to Susans’ to pick up her bags for tomorrow and Tony rang Sam to tell him of the new pick-up place. We stopped for a meal and then went up to the penthouse to discuss the way of the serial in the rest of the season.

Odette and Susan put forward a scenario based on the two of them being dominatrix mistresses in the vein of our little scene on Monday.

They all looked at me, so I shrugged.

“Look. I’ve been signed up to be dominated and feminised. I demure to my mistresses.”

They all smiled; Odette had mischief in her eyes as she did.

Susan and Tony stayed overnight, and it was a wonderful evening to have a housewarming with a willing partner.

Odette said that we would have to allow Steve now, considering that we had already broken the only rule we had made.

Saturday was the first promotional visit. As the name on the show, I was expected to be on all of the trips. This weekend we were to be at a get-together of subscribers in Glasgow, of all the places to start.

Sam was going to pick up Elizabeth with her Scots accent seeing her already a favourite up there. He would then pick up Susan and me and take us to the airport for a flight north. I was looking forward to a new experience, not having flown before.

This trip had been our excuse for Susan to come home with me from the club. While we were away Odette, Tony, Tanya, and Steve would be taking the van over to Tanyas’ place to pick up her stuff.

Her bed was as big as the ones we had, and it would be quite a struggle for Steve and Tony to manhandle it down to the van while the girls moved her personal stuff. She had more than Odette and I combined but she had been a working porn star for a bit longer than us.

The flight was magical for me. Firstly, to look out of the window and see the country going by under me; and the second being in a row of three seats with two beautiful girls and being called ‘madam’ by the aircrew and everyone else.

Sam was in a seat behind us, and he had brought two big bags. The car had a trailer attached for our bags when we had been picked up. Susan had helped me pack when we woke up early in the morning, in lieu of a morning sex session. I had promised that I would make up for it later.

When we arrived in Glasgow, Sam went off to pick up the people mover he had pre-booked, and the rest of us claimed the luggage, loading it on a trolley. After we had loaded up the vehicle, he drove us into the city.

We were staying at a good hotel and the do was to be a dinner in one of their function rooms, followed by a Q&A session where Andrew had told us not to give anything away about the future episodes.

It was late morning by the time we had checked in and I found that we had three bedrooms in a suite, with Sam down the hall in an ordinary room. We all went for a walk and got ourselves a light lunch, including a deep-fried Mars Bar each. Now that was decadent!

In the afternoon we hauled the two big bags that Sam had brought down to the meeting room. They had set up tables and chairs and I noticed that there seemed to be a ‘head table’ which had our names in the three middle places and space either side for two couples. The three names were Stormy, Pantee and Julian, our stage names.

I had a quick count of the rest of the seating, and it totalled another sixty guests. Now that was a good turn-out. There was a space with a microphone for each of us to stand and chat to the room. Sam opened his bags and pulled out rolls of posters for us to sign and flattened them out next to the microphones, using the stands to hold them down.

I could see pictures of all the cast but predominantly more of the three of us. Not all of them were suitable for putting on the kiddie’s bedroom wall, and he said that the ‘respectable’ ones were a pound each, the others were a tenner a pop.

He told us to be extra sexy if we get asked to sign those. There were ‘Penny from Heaven’ beer mats, bottle holders and caps but the one thing that almost made me fall down laughing was an item that had to have been thought of when someone was on drugs.

It was a cock-shaped item about as long as a foot-rule. It was in a sort of skin colour with one end reddish. On one side was two marks that looked like a foot apart and between them was the words ‘Penny has a good twelve inches – but she doesn’t use them as a rule!’

We all snaffled one for our collection and I took one each for Odette and Tanya. The other side had a space that had, ‘With all my love and thank you for watching’ and a blank area for me to sign.

Sam then told us that we would be free to do whatever we want with the customers, we were all porn stars, after all. That was a real carte-blanche for odd activities. I may just wear my black leather skirt tonight and see what it gets me.

Sam stayed with the goods while we retired to our suite to get ready for the evening. We took turns to shower and then helped each other dress and make up. I took particular attention on how I dressed in my own room.

We liberally sprayed scent and then declared we were ready for anything. Back down in the room we relieved Sam to let him go off and put on his suit and then made sure we had a handle on everything. It was just in time as the organisers arrived to check that we were here.

We welcomed them and chatted as more guests arrived. It was like being a hostess at a fancy dinner because none of these guests would be on the minimum wage. I was sorry I didn’t have real jewels like the few women present.

I did try to chat with them but could tell that none realised that I was the Penny. Even the organisers asked when Julian was coming and I just told them.

“Later, you will meet him later.”

Marianne Gregory (C) 2026

Part 14 Very Bad Penny!

As the room filled people started finding their seats and we went with the organisers to the head table.

The guy next to me sounded startled.

“You are sitting in Julians’ seat, is he not coming?”

“Never fear. All will come good as the night progresses. This is the first one of these that we have organised and there are a few wrinkles to be ironed out.”

He seemed happier and Sam got up to the microphone, made sure it was on and then started the proceedings.

“Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to the first subscriber social evening with stars of your favourite show “Penny from Heaven’. I am sure that all of you have been notified that your screening will take place later tonight and that you can log on when you get home and into something more comfortable.”

There was nervous laughter at that.

"After the meal your three guests will come up and you can ask anything you like, and they will consider their answers. We have some posters here that they will sign after that, as well as some very rare promotional items for you to buy. Enjoy the meal.”

He sat down to a smattering of applause, and we started being served. I could hear the occasional ‘Julian’ in the conversations as we ate. When we finished the meal, we three got up and went to the microphones.

Susan started.

“It is lovely to be here among our fans. It is a very odd experience for me after some years in the industry; this is almost like being at the Oscars.”

There was a bit of laughter and then a voice called out.

“We have been shafted! I paid good money to see the star of the show and Julian isn’t here!”

This was followed by a bit of grumbling from some of the guests.

I adjusted my microphone.

“Well said, sir. I must tell you, though, that Julian is here and has been all night.”

I could see them looking around.

“Let’s have a little auction, I will produce Julian to the highest bidder, anyone got a pound?”

It went wild for a while until the highest bidder was the original guy with the big voice who had offered a hundred and ten. I pulled the radio mic off the stand, and I could see the other two trying not to laugh as I went through the tables until I stood in front of him.

“Hello, Sir, what do we call you?”

He told the room his name was Curtis into the microphone.

“How do you want to pay, Curtis, cash or cheque?”

He pulled the cash from his pocket. I gave it to Sam who was standing behind me with his phone, filming.

“Now, Curtis, you want to meet Julian, the stud with the twelve-inch dick?”

He nodded and I used a very sexy Penny voice.

“Would you do me the curtesy of putting your hand up my skirt, you won’t have to go far.”

His face went white, and his hand disappeared up my skirt to feel my dick hanging down. He hyperventilated a few seconds as he made sure it was real, and then I held the microphone to his mouth.

He whispered.

“I take it all back, Julian is in the room,”

The crowd all started laughing. I got him to stand up, bow to the crowd together and then gave him a big kiss which made his face go from white to bright red.

On the way back to the microphones Sam whispered to me.

“That was wicked, Penny, but an absolute hoot.”

After that it was all good. We chatted with the crowd, answered most of their questions and made a bit of money selling posters and the rulers. We all sold kisses that were photographed at a fiver each and I had nine more guys give us a hundred and ten a piece to cop a feel of my dick, some of them wanting it captured on their phones.

The oddest part was the two well-dressed women who got the money off their husbands to have a feel as well. I gave them a kiss each as they did it while Elizabeth did the honours with their phones.

That night I entertained the guy who had sat next to me. He was truly wonderful, careful, and caring in bed. I did another thing that was new for me, and he screamed like a girl as I rammed into him. The poor guy did his best to return the compliment, but he would get no-where in the business, I had seen bigger on Tony when he was flaccid.

Susan and Elizabeth had guests as well, Susan with one of the organisers and his wife together; Elizabeth with two guys. By the looks on their faces in the morning everyone had their moneys’ worth.

The four of us had a late breakfast together in the dining room. Sam could hardly eat; he was smiling so much.

“You girls are going to be the death of me; I could hardly stop laughing last night after I got back to my room, but I had to keep my cool with the lady that thought I may be one of the extras. It was very new for me, but I do believe she went away with a smile on her face.”

We laughed and congratulated him for being an absolute star.

“Talking about stars. You lot are heading for a bonus this week. We took nearly ten times the amount that Andrew had budgeted to break even.”

We checked out and loaded up the people mover, and he took us on a tour of Glasgow with Elizabeth giving a running commentary as we went. Then it was back on the plane and home.

As we flew Susan held my hand and rested her head on my shoulder.

“Penny. This has been the best fun ever. I will feel bad when we get to the part of the show where I must enslave you. It will almost be like betraying a friend.”

I kissed her hair.

“Don’t worry, Susan, it’s just part of the story.”

Back home Sam took Susan home and then Elizabeth. When we didn’t head for the tower, I asked him what was going on and he said that Andrew wanted to have a word with me before he took me home.

I sat while we headed into a very ritzy area and pulled up in front of an imposing house. Sam led us to the front door and pressed the bell button. About ten seconds later Andrew opened the door and welcomed us in with a big smile on his face.

I was introduced to his wife, Emily, obviously from a well-to-do background.

She hugged me.

“Welcome, Penny, I have been trying to get Andrew to get you to visit us since you started the show. I have enjoyed every minute of the show as well as some hours afterwards. Andrew never got hot watching the usual films, but this one really gets him going.”

Andrew was slowly turning puce as she spoke; I think that this may have been one thing he didn’t want broadcast.

“Your husband is a real pleasure to work for and we all feel privileged to be on one of his sets. It is so professional it is easy to do the best we can.”

She had organised afternoon tea and we sat and chatted. Sam had streamed the event on Saturday evening as we did it and Emily told me that she had fallen off the sofa when I had confronted the heckler and got him to feel my dick in public. After our chat we got down to brass tacks.

It turned out that the whole company was a lot more convoluted than I had first thought. The couple whose house I was sitting in were the sole owners of the holding company and there were separate other companies for production, publicity, and distribution.

Tanya, as I had come to suspect, was a director in the production, along with Sam. Andrew and Emily wanted me to join the board of the publicity and distribution arms. The other girls were not to know. The thing was that I was to be listed as Penny Worth, Emily telling me that she could see me becoming Penny with every passing episode.

Before we left Sam gave Andrew a briefcase with our takings from our social evening and Emily counted and verified our result. She gave me a hug and handed me five hundred pounds.

“That is roughly half of what you took with your daring ploy. It could have gone either way, he may have lashed out, but you played to his sense of humour. You are the sort of person we need to move the studio away from the old porn that was nasty. The show that is running now is full of life. It has humour, aspects of love over sheer lust. I know that there are dark parts in the future, but I am sure that it will leave us with a feeling of contentment that everything turned out well. The original story the writers gave us had you totally enslaved and abused by any number of men, but Andrew thinks too much of your talent to allow that to happen.”

When I carried my bag into the penthouse, I found quite a scene of domestic bliss. With Tanya and Steve on one sofa, Odette and Tony on the other I sat on an easy chair after putting my handbag on my bed. I was asked how it went.

“Pretty much as expected, a few punters for a meal, a bit of Q&A and we sold some souvenirs.”

Sam chuckled behind me, having carried my bag up.

“Ha! You should have been there, it was an absolute hoot and Penny had them eating out of her hand, after she charged them over a hundred quid to feel her dick!”

I went to empty my bag and make a cuppa while he regaled them of the Perils of Penny in Glasgow. I gave the others their rulers where I had signed them ‘with lust from’ and they all had a big laugh. Sam had a cuppa and left, telling us that it would be Brighton next week and to expect a big gay audience.

It had been a big day and I tested out the bath in the main bathroom, cleaning every nook and crevice and almost going to sleep in the scented water. I went to bed alone for the first time in days.

I was in a big bed with all new sheets; I was smooth and scented in a sheer nightie, unable to lay on my stomach because of my boobs and looking forward to a new direction in the filming. We still had seven working weeks at Heaven to get in the can.

That would be another thirty-five weeks of filming. I could now hear my flatmates getting their oats in adjoining rooms, Odette was being very strong, and I expect that Tony loved it more with every session.

Tanya had always been noisy when we made love, and I was wondering if I needed to either get some earplugs next week or get myself a permanent companion so we could drown out the noise with some of our own.

I was smiling as I dozed off. We will take Monday as it comes, who knows what will happen.

Marianne Gregory © 2026

Part 15 The Shiny New Penny

Monday morning arrived on time and so did Sam to take me to the studio. Odette went in Tonys’ Porsche and Tanya went with Steve, via his place so he could get a change of clothes. It looked like the penthouse had gone from housing one tenant to now looking after five, at least.

At the studio we had a cast meeting to talk about the direction that the show would go next. We ended up with a good set of scenes that would take us beyond the halfway point, and we would think about the further plot lines then.

For the next five weeks we had to put Work Week 4 into the can and cement Odette’s strong personality. We decided that Sheila and Annabelle would get some time off and Odette, as Germaine, would send them on a trip inspecting salons for a week.

That would leave just Tanya, Paula, Elizabeth, Susan, and me, which may make some scenes easier to do. The main thrust of the next five weeks was to have Susan come forward as Odette’s assistant Dom and for there to be a bit of backstory filling. The other thing would be for Odette to decide that I had to comply with the dress code if I was to stay in the office.

I was off to make-up to get my falsies removed again and dressed in a very plain pant suit and flats for the first scene where all the other girls were dressed in floaty and feminine styles except for Susan, who had a more severe but still feminine skirt suit.

The scene opened with me walking in and the girls greeting me with questions about the Friday night clubbing and how I got on with Tony afterwards. My response to that was that he was a good kisser but that he just took me home.

I then asked about the finery and was told that it was company policy, as laid down by Germaine; that the girls had to be very girly, except for Ebony (Susan) who had a special place in Germaine’s world. The last three weeks, they told me, had been their ‘holiday’ from the boss.

The next scene had us all at our desks when Germaine sweeps in, wearing a very severe pant suit with her nails looking like red talons.

She greeted all the others and, when she got to me, said sternly.

“What on earth is this – thing!”

Tanya, as Angie the stand-in boss, puts her head out of her office door.

“That’s Carlo, the guy you took on from the agency. We did try to get him not to stand out, but it doesn’t matter, he goes back at the end of the week.”

Then followed an explanation of how Carlo was forced to be the Carlotta as hired. All the time I kept my head down.

Odette then orders.

“Ebony, please join Angie and me in my office.”

The three of them go through the door, which then closes. The next scene is when the others come back out, and Odette addresses her minions.

“Right, it looks like you all managed to keep the company in the black while I was away, well done. Now, there is an inspection tour that I was supposed to do this week and I want Beverly and Dianna to take my place. Here is the itinerary and the list of the hotels I booked. The room is a double and I expect that you may enjoy your time away. Take the company car, the first call is this afternoon, so you had better get your things and get going.”

Sheila and Annabelle acted tidying their desks and then left the set.

“See you next Monday, then.”

We all watched them go and then Odette turned to me.

“In my office, NOW!!”

I got up and shuffled into her office behind her, followed by Susan.

The next scene we sat in the set that I had done that first interview in but with things moved around and extra props. Odette was behind her desk, and I was sat in a chair with Susan standing behind me.

This was the critical scene in which I was browbeaten and ordered to conform to the ‘code of the boss’. We worked hard on it with me becoming more submissive as the two of them took me to task for being a weak man and an even weaker girl.

The finale of the scene was where Susan was tasked with making me fit the image of the office and act as if I want to stay working.

Odette had the final word.

“If I like what I see by Friday, I may keep you on as a permanent employee.”

We took a break for lunch and then Susan and I did a scene based in the ladies’ room where she tells me that I will have to follow her orders or else lose my job and probably get black-listed in the temping business.

I was supposed to start as upset with how I had been treated so far but admitted that I had enjoyed the dance on Friday.

“If you liked that, I think you are going to love the next few days.”

While we were doing that scene, Odette and Tanya were doing a scene in her ‘office’ where Tanya shows Odette a saved clip of me in the toilet; the one that got the girls hot in the first week.

My next scene was set in a private room of the salon ‘next door’ and we went to the salon with one camera, a sound man with minimum gear and Paula and Elizabeth tasked with the start of a full make-over.

This time I had the real salon ladies work on me, firstly giving me another full-body waxing. I was then fitted with new forms, carefully placed and a ‘D’ size where the ones I had previously been ‘C’.

They felt like a pair of bricks hanging off my chest.

A hair wash and more tinting, a pedicure and manicure with longer fingernails securely glued on I was allowed to relax in the make-up chair while my brows were reshaped, and my basic make-up was applied as a semi- permanent look that I could add highlights to.

That was my day almost done and we went back to the studio with me bra-less. Wardrobe loaned me a D cup bra and I was told to expect to be out shopping tomorrow.

We had filmed most of the Monday show for streaming on Saturday with just a few more scenes to get into the can. Tomorrow I would be with Odette in a scene where she inspects my cosmetic changes and the get a feel of my tackle; ending with me licking her out as she sits on the desk.

She was not going to have me properly until the Friday filming.

While I had been out of the studio, however, she and Susan had done a ‘locked door’ lesbian sex scene on the settee in the ladies’ room in an ‘I missed you moment’ which would be sliced into my salon scenes.

This would set the scene with the two of them having history together. Odette confessed to me that it had been a wonderful thing for her to be in a love scene with the one who she had looked up to for so long.

Later, Susan confessed that the scene had been a real turn-on for her because Odette, in Dom mode, almost scared her. She then asked if I needed a little help getting some new bras before the shops closed.

“I could come up to your place afterward and help you sort out the ones you have already bought.”

I saw through her wiles and then hugged her.

“How about we go via your place and then you can get enough things to stay a few days; or maybe even more.”

She grinned, we kissed, and we were off. We were both in costume, with a small microphone and transmitter under our tops and Sam drove us and a sound man to the underwear store. It’s so easy to work in public with all the modern equipment. The sound guy had his recorder in a shopping bag and a bud in his ear as if he was listening to music; Sam just used a mobile phone to film us.

Susan and I went into character and shopped for some bras for me with matching panties. We were pretty quick, and I paid for them with my card.

That would be used in the next stream. The chance to get ahead was too good to miss as we would be getting well ahead if we kept on this way.

Sam took us to Susans’ place where she popped inside to put some things in a bag, then the guys dropped us at the tower before they went home.

In the penthouse Tanya and Steve were there already, and Tanya said that Odette and Tony were going out and then spending the night in Tonys’ apartment. I was getting the idea that Odette had more than a passing interest in Tony when she was teaching him. She must have had incredible willpower back then.

The two of us changed out of the studio’s outfits and into something casual and we phoned out for a Chinese meal delivery which I had to go down and collect because the lift would not allow the delivery boy to come up to our floor.

We had a quiet evening and Tanya and Steve retired early while Susan and I cuddled on the settee to look at the club segment that had gone out on the weekend. I thought that it was a lot of fun and very tasteful. I was surprised when I found that the bit where Tony and I kiss had been put in as part of the general dancing which would add interest.

When we did go to bed Susan tried on my earlier bras and declared that they fitted her so she would pay me for them to help me break even on the new ones.

I had realised that I was to be a D cup for the rest of the show, so I didn’t mind seeing them going. In bed Susan was very loving, and we took our time to finally climax together and kiss deeply.

The new aspect of having long nails made me take a lot of care that I didn’t poke either of us in the eye. I had made love in many ways to all of the girls, Tanya in particular, but I was beginning to feel a deep desire to be with Susan.

Would that make me a lesbian by the time the show ends?

Marianne Gregory (C) 2026

Part 16 The Minting of Penny

Next day we filmed a couple of linking scenes. One was where Susan inspects the work that the other two had overseen and decides that I need new bras; so, setting up the short shopping trip.

The second was the scene with me and Odette in her office where she inspects my changes so far; declares that I am coming along nicely and ordered me to pleasure her as my reward for the good start.

We took our time, and I made her shout when she came with my head being squeezed between her thighs.

So, in two days we had me back into the office, the introduction of Odette to the cast, some back-story started and the first day of my transformation. We would go hard at it now to film my purchase of my new wardrobe.

I said that I wanted to get items I could wear after we had finished and that I would pay for them myself.

Then we set out to get as much of the following week stream in as we could. We filmed a scene where I come into the office to greet the girls, now in different outfits. I still have the drab pant suit on.

Odette walks in and tells Susan that she must get me outfitted in better clothes and then says as an afterthought,

“Take her back to the salon, I now think she has to be a bottle blonde.”

Susan, me, and Paula get fitted with mics, and we head off to the shops again with a small crew with their mini gear. We go to a shop where things had been arranged and start filming.

It was obviously where the filmy outfits had been purchased and they were happy to sell some more. We spent a couple of hours there with me being forced to try on various creations until I had four that Susan paid for with the company card as these would only get used on set.

I was determined that I would never walk the streets looking like the fairy on top of a Christmas tree.

We then stopped for a late lunch and then went to a more normal store where Susan declares that, as I had to be Penny twenty-four seven from now on, I need to get some clothes for myself, and we spent much of the afternoon buying me skirts, tops and dresses that fitted the new bra size better.

I was surprised at how much sexier you could be by just going from a C to D cup. These I paid for myself as they were going home. We stopped off at the studio so the crew could leave the equipment and go home. We left the filmy dresses with wardrobe and changed into back into the outfits we had worn to work and then Sam took us home.

On Wednesday morning I found that Odette and Elizabeth had filmed a scene while we were out where Odette takes Elizabeth to the ladies’ room where she proceeds to strip her and take her with a strap-on dildo, leaving her sobbing on the sofa.

Elizabeth told me that she had never been so scared in a scene and Andrew told me that he was getting genuine acting that was going to send the subscribers into a frenzy.

He also said that what we had done already would be good for the Saturday stream and he thought that we may get enough in the can at this rate to have a week off.

We kept the pace up on Wednesday, moving into the third day of the week in the story as well. I start the day in my first filmy outfit and felt stupid until I started to act as if it was indeed the new me.

It was then that the full concept of femininity struck me, and I have to say that I started flouncing off set. We did a scene where my hair was washed, and I then became a bleached blonde. It really did make a difference to my looks and all traces of Julian had been erased in that one action.

Having ended the ‘Monday’ episode with me giving Odette a good tongue and the ‘Tuesday’ episode with Odette raping Elizabeth with the dildo it was decided that whatever else we did, we needed to have some normal sex in the ‘Wednesday’ episode.

So, Susan, as the office leader now, orders me to take Elizabeth to the ladies room and to help her get over her experience with Odette. We got up from our desks, two filmy girls, and went hand in hand off set.

The next scene we did in the ladies’ room where we remove our outfits, so they don’t get spoiled and then I proceed to make long and passionate love to Elizabeth that had her panting and shouting for more as we were entwined on the sofa.

After we had finished, we cleaned up and redressed.

“Ready to face the world again?”

We kissed lightly and leave the room.

Sam and the crew were looking quite flustered after that. Then I had to do the next scene with Odette who calls me into her office for an ‘inspection’.

We did the final scene of the Wednesday episode on the office set which was a rerun of the cunnilingus scene but with, truth be told, more heat and action. I was shown a shot from the scene and the sight of my blonde locks trapped between her thighs almost turned me on.

Andrew said that we had done more than enough for the week and gave us Thursday off. He said that the stream for Saturday was finalised, and the one for the week after was nearly ready.

He then said that as the episode shown last week had been at the club, he wanted me to have Tony and Tanya with me when we went to Brighton on the weekend.

I asked if Susan could come along as well, and he said he would advise the organisers to allow for the four of us. We would be picked up on Saturday morning in a minibus for the trip, stay overnight and get brought back on Sunday.

The week after would be for filling in any cracks in the two episodes we had got ahead with and then discussing the future of the story. One thing was set in stone for the ‘Friday’ episode, and that was a sex scene with me and Odette where I use my tackle on her for real. I took the ‘club’ dress with me when we left.

We used the day off on Thursday to do a clean of the apartment and catch up with the laundry. Susan went back to her place to get more of her things and put her bag for the weekend together.

Odette did what she had to and went off to see Tony, saying she would be back Friday afternoon. Tanya also left saying she would be back Friday evening to get ready to be picked up Saturday.

For a while I was entirely on my own, a situation I had often experienced as Julian but a rare thing these days. I spent some time in between checking the washing, trying on some of my new tops and seeing how they went with my earlier skirt purchases. Who would have thought that changing clothes for a couple of hours would be so satisfying?

When Susan got back, we sorted out all of our things from the drier and put them away, leaving the rest for the others to sort out. We then dressed casually and went out for a meal at the pub.

It was then that I found out that blondes were, indeed, more popular. We had a steady stream of guys trying it on but did manage to fend them all off without raising any voices.

Back home we had the place to ourselves so made love in the lounge on the settee, watching one of her old DVDs of a couple of years ago. She was not a Dom in this one; she was an explorer in a small group who get captured by a band of rebels deep in the jungle.

I think that Andrew hadn’t been the producer because the film was very amateurish but extremely graphic in the simulated sex scenes. We were resting between bouts, and she commented that our current production was much slicker and far more realistic and, she said with a smile.

“Much more satisfying to be having real sex and real climaxes.”

Friday, I got my bag ready with the dress on a hanger with a bag over it. This was another new experience, going away needing to look after a dress. I had all the underwear to go with it and when I had tried it on the look with the D cups was amazing.

Susan and I went out for lunch and a walk in the park, talking about us. She was becoming very attached to me, but we needed to talk about what she would feel if I became more feminised; as well as what I would feel like then as well.

Tanya came home bearing a big bag of Chinese take-away, so we didn’t need to bother with anything else for an evening meal.

Odette got in quite late and told us that Tony would meet us downstairs in the morning to be picked up. That night Susan and I just spooned with me behind her clutching her breast; it was odd that I was truly happy just to be holding her.

Saturday morning the three of us met Tony at the entrance and the minibus took us to Brighton. This time we had Sam, a sound man and a driver. This was getting to be a big show!

At the hotel in Brighton, it was a similar set-up as last week, but it was a bigger room and I counted seats close to a hundred. I did a quick count in my head and realised just how much money was coming in if it was only half the room as subscribers.

Sam had a new supply of posters and all the other items. These were set up at a separate table and our driver would oversee these. Sam and the sound guy would record the event as it went to show the rest of the cast, so they knew what to expect. I was not sure whether I knew what to expect tonight, myself.

When we dressed for the evening, I was in my ‘club dress’ and Susan wore one of her newer outfits from a recent show so that the punters would recognise her. Tanya had a filmy outfit which would be shown during tonight’s stream. Tony had his ‘club suit’ on and we all looked stunning. There had been much social media chatter in the last week, so this audience would not be expecting Julian in male mode, so my element of surprise was lost.

The audience was about three quarter full of guys, seeing that we did show a lot of genitalia of both sexes. We mingled and chatted until the meal was served and then, before we did our stand-up part, I went off to the ladies to release my dick, which had been safely hidden in a pair of ‘boy leg’ panties.

This dress was just a bit shorter than my leather skirt and I would never have been able to hide loose tackle sitting down. As it was, I barely hid it standing up. It was lucky that I was more able to control my urges these days or else it may have looked very odd indeed.

We stood behind the microphones and the others introduced themselves and answered questions. When it came to my turn, I said that I was Penny and some wag called out.

“We’ve been shafted, I want to see Julian!”

And there was a lot of laughter.

“Well said, sir. I think you know the rules from last week; the highest bidder gets the first feel. For another fifty they can cop a feel of Tony, but he is not whipping it out in public.”

They were canny and the highest bid was only seventy but, as the evening progressed, more paid up for a feel than last time so we made a bit extra in the end. About half were prepared to cough up the extra to have a feel of Tony.

In between having my dick fondled I signed posters and a lot of the rulers.

When we said goodbye to the last guest the four of us went up to our rooms alone. Susan was whispering to Tanya and turned to me.

“I have brought along a nice dildo that Tanya and I want to try out; I’ll see you in the morning.”

They left me with Tony in the hallway and he looked at me.

“I remember another night where we were alone in these outfits, how about we recreate the mood?”

That night, in his bed, he made love to me as a man does to a woman, and it was even more wonderful than the first time.

A little later he looked at me.

“I want to take you from the back, Penny. Not only will we both have fun, but it will also give you the practise for when you get it that way on the set. It is a little different.”

He was right, it was different as he plunged deeper in me and massaged my prostrate. My problem was that I couldn’t kiss him while he was in me.

That wasn’t my only problem. Another was that I had rolling climaxes without getting hard again. Was I truly becoming female without even taking any hormones?

Marianne Gregory © 2026

Part 17 The Dead Penny!

The following week in the studio we worked hard to get the ‘Thursday’ and ‘Friday’ episodes sorted out. Andrew had us do a couple of linking scenes in last weeks’ outfits to tidy up the ‘Wednesday’ show and then we all changed to start the ‘Thursday’ one.

I was given some time off this time as the big sex scene for the ‘Thursday’ show was Susan telling Tanya to join her in the ladies’ room where she pulls out the dildo that they had spent Saturday night with.

I could tell why they needed to try it out as it was double-headed and took a lot of balance and control to make it look realistic, but realistic was the best word to describe the scene. There were a couple of scenes where Susan orders me around a bit and one where she and Odette have a snog in her office, but don’t go all the way.

We got all of this in the can by mid-afternoon on the Tuesday, so we all got changed and did a scene to capture the early morning arrival at the office the following day.

On Wednesday we were on a roll to finalise the ‘Work week Four’ episodes. We filmed a couple of the scenes where Tanya and Susan take me aside and tell me that Odette has something up her sleeve for this afternoon.

The last scene in the office is where Odette calls me in and tells me that she needs me with her to visit a salon across town and that I should bring my bag because she would drop me at home. We said “have a good weekend’ to the others as we left the office with them giving knowing looks.

The last scene of the day was in one of the bedroom sets, one of the ones out the back. The scene opens with her ushering me into the room.

“Why have you brought me here Germaine. This isn’t a trip to a salon; this is your house?”

She then becomes Odile and forces me to take my filmy dress off by producing a whip and telling me that if I didn’t want to feel her lash, I had better do as she says. I get down to my very sexy underwear and then she cuffs me to the bedpost, puts a gag in my mouth and then leaves me. We open the last part with me sitting on the bed with tears in my eyes and she comes back in wearing a Dom outfit with a very short leather skirt.

We then recreated her first exposure to my world where she undresses me to let my tackle free and then lays me across the bed and ties my ankles to the other corner post. She then kisses and caresses my body and licks my growing dick while talking dirty and occasionally giving me a whack with the handle of the whip.

Finally, she puts a scarf around my neck, hikes her skirt and straddles me to take me in her. There was a fair bit of time while she worked herself into a real frenzy; all the time making it look as if she was strangling me. I bucked and she lost control and pulled tighter to make me buck even harder than before.

She came with a scream and a shudder, and I emptied myself inside her but was starting to black out as I did so. She collapsed on me and eased the pressure so I could breathe again.

We had discussed the big finale beforehand, and I just lay, unmoving, while she eventually pulled herself from me and off the bed, smiling as she left the room. I stayed unmoving while the camera kept rolling. We would be fading out then, at the end of the hour, leaving the punters with another cliff-hanger.

When Andrew called ‘cut’ I was very ready to be off this bed and hoped that he didn’t have an idea to do a second take. He was good and allowed the other girls to free me and take out the gag.

I was given a drink of water and a damp towel to clean myself up and put the underwear back on, following it with my own dress that I had worn coming to work this morning. We were now three weeks ahead of the game.

On Thursday we had a think-tank meeting to set up the Week 5 at Heaven. This set of five shows would bring in more guys on set. Tony and Steve would be getting more ‘exposure’ and I met a guy who was coming on board.

He was called Barry ‘The Bone’. I looked at him and rather hoped his stage name had some substance behind it. There I was, getting all girly in my thoughts.

We would be getting the other two girls back from their inspection tour. They had not been away, helping out behind the cameras along with the guys who did set building when not in a scene.

Our plan for the next week was to get ‘Monday’ and ‘Tuesday’ with, hopefully part of ‘Wednesday’ into the can, finishing off the five shows during the following week, thus getting another three weeks ahead. I was wondering where this was all going, and Andrew answered that question before I asked.

“Lads and lasses, the show is doing so well, and you are getting things filmed so quickly we have a window of opportunity to make a little extra before we finish.”

“My writers have been hard at it working out a ‘special’ which will go out in the week after the Friday show of Week 5 at Heaven, that is, right after the next week you are going to start filming next Monday. It will be a Halloween Night Party to be held at Germaine’s home on the Saturday night. We will have a bunch of extras, but the climax of the episode will be Penny being taken off to the bedroom by Susan and Odette.”

“There she will be made to have sex with Susan and Odette will join them with a dildo to give us a three-person hump. At the end of the scene Susan holds Penny while Odette produces a syringe. Penny will faint and the last part of the scene will be of Odette approaching her with the syringe raised and an evil smile. The plan is for there to be enough time for Penny to get breast augmentation in the next few weeks.”

I was surprised.

“What are we going to do in the week prior, we have done just about every combination and position in the book?”

“Penny is going to be browbeaten, subjected to more and more forced sex and the last scene of that ‘Wednesday’ show will be her introduction to the three-person hump, with Barry, here, being the added guy. There will be a bit more action for the guys as we need to set the scene for the workdays following the party where Penny is away on ‘sick leave’ and the guys get to have a lot of the action in Week 6 and 7.”

Tanya then added her thoughts.

“I have been thinking about the show direction and I think that there could be scenes filmed while Penny is in hospital, giving a stark reality, where some of us other girls visit her and plot the overthrow of Germaine and Ebony’s control.”

“Perhaps we can let Susans’ character grow more afraid of how Odette’s character is going overboard and become part of the rebellion. I can see the last scene of the show having some of us raping Germaine with dildos and then kicking her out of the office. It may work,”

Odette said that it would not help her future if she carried on doing Dom characters. I think she was a bit put out by Tanyas’ comments. When we got home that night, we discussed it and said that, after the scene where I am injected, she ought to haul it back a bit and we may be able to come up with an ending that leaves her with her reputation.

Odette agreed and pointed out that if the interest remained high, there may be a call for a follow-on show running another year, as long as the writers can come up with a plot we all liked, I could see that her years of teaching drama was coming to the fore and that she would wrack her brains to invent a way to stay on the screen – she, like the rest of us, was hooked on kinky sex.

We had an early finish on Thursday, and Friday I was in the minibus heading north again. We would be travelling in the bus most times now as there was such a big number.

This time we were booked at a hotel in Liverpool where we expected to be with about a hundred fans on the Saturday evening. We had Sheila, Paula, Susan, and I, joined by Sam and the sound man and the driver/salesman, as well as boxes of merchandise.

This time I would be wearing one of the filmy dresses in public while the other girls had the smart office outfits.

We had a quiet evening, eating in the hotel restaurant, and a good night sleeping. Saturday morning, we took the tourist bus around the city sights, had lunch, and then set up the meal venue. When we made ready, I felt out of place but my outfit was about to make its appearance in the show so I could tell them it was a ‘special preview’ just for them.

It was long enough for me to go without panties just in case the crowd all wanted a feel. The night went well again. We greeted the guests, chatted with the organisers, ate well and then we did our Q&A part.

I expected it, but when some guy called out “We’ve been shafted” Sheila was about to go over to him and give him a pasting, and I had to hold her back. The auction got to only sixty this time but there ended up with about forty paying up for a feel, a couple of likely lads even paying again for a second time with their hand up my skirt.

As we were tidying up Sam told me that he was putting together a compilation show of ‘moments from the meetings’ which may get to be shown at the end of the series.

Knowing that, I was determined to ham it up even more in future. Sunday, we came home in the minibus after another companionless night which was doing me some good.

Monday, we started with the Monday of Week 5 where I arrived at work to be berated by Odette and told to redo my make-up because she wanted me to look ‘slutty’.

After she had left the office, I was quizzed by the other girls who wanted to know how Friday had gone and I told them that it was ‘interesting’, but that Germaine had taken me to the shops on the way home Saturday and had bought me a new dress.

Tanya said that all she got was a skirt and she could hardly walk for a week.

I did a short scene in the ladies’ room where I added a hooker look to my face. I had to say that with the lilac filmy dress I was wearing, it made me stand out in any crowd.

Today we added Barry to the cast when Odette brings him into the office to tell us that he would be around for a while as he was going to redecorate a couple of storerooms that were no longer used, seeing that everything was now on computer. The two of them went into her office together while the rest of us looked amazed and Susan looked worried.

The next scene they did in the office set where Barry shows everyone why he was called ‘The Bone’ and gives it to Odette as she was perched on the edge of her desk. We did another scene where Paula pulls me into the ladies’ room and proceeds to give me a blow job.

I held back before coming as the idea was to merge the two scenes together to see if we could get a see-saw thing going with the image going back and forth until we have me on one side of the split screen and the other two on the other side, all coming together.

Tuesday, we did a scene where Paula and I come out of the ladies’ room as Barry and Odette come out of her office and they head off ‘to the storerooms’ while the rest of us have a giggle, except for Susan who was still looking worried as her position was looking like it was being eroded.

Marianne Gregory (C) 2026

Part 18 The Clipped Penny

We all went off to get changed so that we could start the ‘Tuesday’ filming. With this one we would be bringing Tony and Steve back into the story.

We had a scene where Barry asks us if we knew any guys who wanted to make a little bit of money helping him, and I said I may have a couple who could help.

We did a scene where Barry grabs Sheila and pulls her into the ladies’ room and locks the door, giving her one on the settee with much enthusiasm. I could see that she needed to bring all her acting skills to this one as she tried to look as if she wasn’t enjoying it.

We then did the pub scene where I meet the guys and tell them that they could earn a little extra helping a guy redecorate in my workplace and they jump at the chance. I then take the two of them back to ‘my place’ where I give Steve a blow job and Tony reams my butt.

This one we did in the old-fashioned porn genre. I was perched kneeling on a chair while they penetrated my orifices and they worked it so that Steve pushed my chair over and I fall to one side, leaving them facing each other as they came, spurting their load over each other. That was ‘Tuesday’ in the can, and it was still actually Tuesday. Wednesday was a bit more complicated.

We did a scene where I arrive at work, Odette comes in and gives me a broadside for not looking pretty enough so I head off-set to redo my face again. The scene is continued with Barry coming in, followed by Tony and Steve.

Now they had already featured in earlier episodes, so they greeted all the girls with a hug and a kiss. They had not been faced with Odette before and she gives them a dressing down, saying that the lazy guys should be at work already.

We did a couple of short scenes where we girls have a little discussion about having men so close during work time and the Odette comes out of her office and tells Susan to look after things while she is out.

The following scene had Susan, Annabelle, and Elizabeth, all giving each other a knowing look and then all getting up with Susan telling the rest of us to keep working as they leave. The last scene for the ‘Wednesday’ episode would take some doing so we broke early to do it on Thursday morning.

Thursday the three girls and three guys were back in the same outfits and the girls walk into the room where the guys are supposed to be painting. Of course, it ends up with three couples going at it hammer and tongs.

A desk with a dust sheet on it was one prop used well, and a plank between two ladders was a good support for Susan and Annabelle getting it from behind. The scene took all morning to shoot with multiple angles, so Andrew said that we had another early finish.

This weekend I had Susan and Paula with me as we went down the West Country for a smaller gathering than the last couple of weeks. The hotel was in Plymouth. Susan and I had a walk on the Hoe on Saturday morning, talking about the history we were making in our small way.

The event went well and there must have been some well-off guys there as the high bid was a hundred and twenty and about twenty of them paid for a feel. I suggested to Sam that we ought to get a plaster cast of my tackle done and we may be able to sell ‘Penny’s Portable Penis’ at future events. What worried me was that he nodded instead of laughing.

The following week we had ‘Thursday’ and ‘Friday’ to film and then the Halloween Party scenes which will be a one-off special.

The ‘Thursday’ one had more of the guys and Barry has a scene giving Tanya a go and she had no trouble showing that she had enjoyed it. We did a couple of linking scenes and then we had my three-person hump to do.

In this one Odette calls me into her office, closes the door and we get down to it with her on the desk edge again and me standing in my heels. Then Barry comes in, sees us and whips out his dick and proceeds to give it to me in the butt.

It was different, I give it that. The force of the two of us thrusting into Odette was a very new feeling and I was surprised when we all came at roughly the same time. The odd ending to this one was when Barry pulls me backwards while still impaled and I pull out of Odette while the camera takes in my slippery dick.

On Tuesday afternoon we filmed the arrival scene for the ‘Friday’ show with me walking a bit oddly. Barry had done a bit of damage to me, but I was a true actor and would finish the scenes up to the time I was ‘sent on sick leave’.

Wednesday and Thursday we put the ‘Friday’ show in the can. We had Odette announcing a Halloween Party at her place on Saturday night with attendance being mandatory. She promised a few tricks as well as a few treats and said that all food and drink would be supplied.

We had several scenes one-on-one where I ask about her parties and get shown a few of the tricks I would be expected to perform with a few of the girls showing me the positions I would need to conquer. We would be adding a few extras to make it look crowded.

We were now about five weeks ahead of the shows and could give the party scenes all our attention next week. There was not a subscriber social event on this weekend, so Susan and I took ourselves off to a small hotel in the Cotswolds for a couple of days and just relaxed.

The following Monday we walked into the studio to find a big set, laid out as a large lounge with four settees, a few big armchairs and cabinets with drinks arrayed on them.

The early scenes saw us arriving and being greeted by Odette and Barry and then getting stuck into the booze. I found out that the booze was real and determined that I would play drunk rather than get drunk.

The party quickly deteriorated into an orgy, what else? There was a general mix of guys and girls getting it off using every bit of furniture and the shag rug. We were all knackered by lunchtime, and we stopped for a quick meal, standing around in the buff.

The afternoon we had a scene where Barry and Odette leave the room as we were laying around and come back dressed in leather Dom gear that left their groins free.

Odette walks up to me (as I pretended to be drunk) and puts a collar and lead on me, pulling me to my feet. She then gives the lead to Barry who pulls me out of the room. The last scene has me in one of her bedrooms and I am forced to lick her out while Barry holds the lead. He then puts his dick in my butt and starts pumping me.

Damn, it hurt this time. When he came, he pulled me upright with the lead and put his arms around me so that I couldn’t move.

Odette came towards me with a wicked smirk and a syringe in her hand, saying “Penny, my dear one, I have grown tired of your false breasts and manly ways. When you come back to work you will be different and my total slave.”

She then acts as if she is plunging the needle into my arm. The last bit is a close-up of my face as my eyes droop and close.

That was my bit done for a while. The others would do Week 6 and 7 while I was away.

Tuesday morning Sam took me and Susan to a private hospital in the countryside where I was scheduled to have the breast augmentation. Sam asked me if I wanted anything else done and I told him that my butt had been damaged in the last scene.

He told me that Andrew wanted me to come back more girly and that the budget ran to having the vocal cords worked on as well as cosmetic alterations.

I said “Whatever”. Stupid bitch that I was!!!

The doctors had a look at my medical history and requested procedures that Sam supplied and then did a few tests of their own to compare. Susan then gave me a farewell kiss and left with Sam.

I was alone in this hospital for a couple of weeks, or so I thought. The doctors gave me a quick examination in my butt and then I was relieved of my falsies and had to undress and get into a hospital nightie. Thankfully they were treating me as Penny, rather than Julian.

Later that day the doctor came back to me with a bit of bad news. It seemed that the damage to my anus required surgery to repair and that I would not be able to be reamed for the foreseeable future unless I had a death wish.

I also had blood poisoning from the open wounds that had absorbed the ‘essence of excrement’. The doctor said that I was very lucky to have come in so soon after the injury as I may have been unable to be saved, had I left it for another week.

I was on a drip with antibiotics for a week, along with another for nutrition that added to my liquid diet. I had been forced to drink about five litres of awful stuff which cleaned my system out, and I was packed with an absorbent dildo which was changed every day.

After another two litres of the gunk at the end of that week it was decided that my blood was now good enough to operate on my anus. All this time nothing had been said about anything else. I guess they wanted me to be alive and well before they got onto that.

I had the operation and then spent another week getting over it, still on a liquid and augmented diet. Sam and Susan came in to see how I was and were surprised that I had not even started the cosmetic changes.

The doctor explained just how sick I had been, and Susan had tears in her eyes when she leaned over me to give me a kiss. Sam said he would talk to Andrew about this, and they left with worried looks on their faces; Susan because she was worried about me, and Sam because he was worried about the show.

It was very lucky we were so far ahead because I ended up being more than two months in that hospital.

Eventually I was able to eat and crap again but the first time it felt like I was passing a brick with razor blades sticking out of it. The doctors then started a series of small operations.

The first was to make a few changes to my features to make them more feminine; the next to ‘improve’ my vocal range and the last one to give me identical breasts to the falsies I had gone in with.

All the time, as I lay in my bed, I thought about how my life had changed. I was no longer the Julian Spinks I had started as. I was hardly a shadow of that person.

I had been living as a woman, among women, for several months now and had come to be very comfortable in my role. If truth be told, I looked forward to the scenes where I interacted with the guys more than the ones where I used my tackle.

And talking about tackle, it had hardly twitched for the last few weeks and when I asked the doctor about it, he just said that this was natural with the amount of estrogen they were pumping into me, a normal practise for those in transition.

They were prepping me for another operation at the time which I had not bothered to ask about. My world faded into blackness before I could reply.

Marianne Gregory © 2026

Part 2. In for a Penny

Over the next few days, I took it easy and tidied up my apartment and did my laundry. The day of my first shoot I was out front when the car arrived. The driver was one of the cameramen from the previous session and he was bright and cheerful as he drove me to the industrial park and the studio.

I didn’t really know what to expect after the lit bed in the apartment so, when we went in, I was surprised. There were several sets; three of them bedrooms with big beds and one was an office with desks and all the right equipment.

I could see smaller set-ups without being able to figure out their purpose. A lot of my first day was taken up with being weighed and measured and being given a complete medical, including giving blood and getting swabbed. Some of the measurements they took were a bit odd, but I just went with the flow as I was now being paid to be there.

In the afternoon I was in a meeting with several very beautiful girls including Tanya, and the producer gave us a run-down on the storyline. The basis was that I was a guy called Carlo Taworth and that I had been sent by an agency to a typing pool where six sexy girls worked.

The thing was that my name had been given over the phone and that Yolande, the boss, had heard Carlotta Worth. The office was supposed to be strictly females and when I arrived there were some problems. Yolande, as the boss, had taken a month off and I was stuck there as the only man in with a bunch of gorgeous babes.

OK, so far it is typical porn, but it was explained that with my particular attribute, combined with the demographic of their subscribers, meant that any sex scene would be acted as if it was real and that I was to be as adventurous as I could.

We were given the initial schedule which I saw had me making love to every one of the girls, firstly as a couple and then in a trio. I was thankful that they didn’t try to get me to satisfy all six at once as that would be beyond my skills.

The schedule finished with a scene where Yolande came back from her holiday to discover her mistake. The last scene I saw had her going from wanting to send me back to the agency but then being told by the rest of the staff, how much they enjoyed having me around.

We were told that the next episodes would be written as the early ones went on air and depended on the feedback from their subscribers. Everything, so Andrew told us, was fluid.

Before I was driven home, I had to do a proper screen-test where I needed to act and speak some lines. As I had been in a drama class at school, I was able to acquit myself well and I was driven home with the producer telling me not to use my equipment on any other girls because he wanted me able to give my all with the camera rolling.

He gave me a wad of cash as a down-payment and told me to eat well to make sure I was able to perform. I had a good meal in a hotel that evening and resisted trying to pull a couple of girls who were giving me the eye.

I promised myself that I would make this job work as well as I could. Maybe I could go on to do some serious acting afterwards, who knows what the future held.

The next day I was back in the studio but this time, I was firstly taken to the make-up room. They gave me a five-o-clock shadow which I normally didn’t have and then dressed me in a smart suit.

The first scene was with an extra that sat behind a desk and talked about the job I was being sent to do; emphasising that I must do everything required of me because the client was a very good one and the agency wanted to keep them.

The scene ran about five minutes and took all morning to film; the producer kept changing his mind on the positioning, the lighting, and dialogue – just about everything was changed as we went through it time after time. The chap I was playing opposite had a quiet word when we were taking a break, telling me that it got better but the producer was trying to find my snapping point. After that I just went with the flow.

In the afternoon my suit was changed, and we did the introductory scene in the office. I walked in and the other girls were there to greet me. Of course, they all said that I was a mistake but then Tanya worked through the process that brought me there – the agency, the name and the mistake with the boss and her hearing.

I was told that Germaine (Yolande) had gone off for a four-week holiday and, because she was the only one to do hiring and firing, I had better stay and see how we got on. There were six desks, and I was shown to one and then shown the different things I needed to do.

I had become quite a good typist and was able to act as if I had that all sorted. During the scene all the other girls got close. They were all modestly dressed as if they were usual typist / secretaries and Angie (Tanya) was acting boss and would be sitting in her own office.

Over the course of the next two days, we did scenes where I interacted with all the girls. I was like a kid in a toyshop within this bevy of femininity.

One scene had me sitting in Angies’ office and she was talking to me while sitting on the edge of the desk showing a lot of leg. There were other scenes where Beverly (played by Sheila, a gorgeous auburn-haired beauty), showed me where the stationery cupboard was.

Another had Dianna (played by Annabelle, a raven-haired beauty of African heritage) who showed me how to use the photocopier. This one had me on my knees to look in a cupboard for a special paper while she stood in front of me, her crotch level with my nose.

The other girls were Janet (played by a blonde Paula with one of the biggest racks I had ever seen); Olivia (played by Elizabeth, a brown-haired Scots girl with a very cheeky smile) and Ebony (another raven-haired beauty of African heritage called Susan.)

The one thing I was asked on that day was to let them know when I needed to pee because they wanted to shoot a scene where I ask where the toilet is, only to be told that it is a female toilet only and that I had to drop my pants and sit so I don’t spray anything around the walls. The toilet I had to use was set up with lights and when I turned to sit there was a camera pointing down at me.

This, of course, showed my penis for the first time. I was told that I had an early day, but the girls were to do a scene where they are in Angies’ office looking at a screen that had the pictures of me peeing.

This brought in the fact that the boss liked to look at her girls in the loo, thus bringing in some kinky stuff. This was to be the last scene of Day One in the series – one that causes the six of them to become totally fixated in having me and the cliff-hanger that was supposed to bring the punters back next week.

The deal was that each full week of filming was to be one whole day of my work there. This would mean that it would take five weeks for each week in the office. Thus, the four weeks before Yolande entered the scene as Germaine, the boss, would be twenty weeks filming.

The second week started the real sex scenes. That week had all the girls acting as if they wanted to jump my bones, but it was Tanya, as Angie, the acting boss, who was given the first go.

In that second week I spent almost one whole day with me taking her as she sat on the edge of the desk. Of course, there were times when I had a cameraman with his head almost up my arse as he took close-ups of the action.

I even had the experience of wearing a ring at the base of my dick with a small camera attached which would show the ‘here I come – there I hide’ view. By the end of that second week, I had learned the one thing that makes a good stud in porn movies – never cum until the producer tells you to.

Week three had the girls all starting to act like sluts, wearing provocative outfits. In that week I ended up in the stationery room with Beverly having a kneetrembler. It nearly creased me keeping the position for a couple of hours, but the producer was happy with it.

At the end of that week, I was in a very different scene. The set looked like an alcove in a pub, and I was sitting with a couple of supposed ‘mates’ having an evening drink.

There was a bit of dialogue about my new job with my ‘mates’ being unsure whether they were being wound up until Tanya came into the scene and gave me a big kiss before pulling me to my feet and out of shot.

The other two guys (played by Steve and Tony, two porn studs) had a bit of chat with the final line being “Lucky bastard, I wonder if we can meet some of these office girls.”

Week four had me and Annabelle in the photocopy room after some setting-up scenes. She wore a pleated skirt and no panties, and I was once again on my knees but this time I was giving her a good tonguing first. Of course, she had to end up sitting on the edge of a desk while I had a cameraman who had a good view of my balls.

I must say that this was by far the most realistic scene I had done. I felt her spasm at least three times with much noise before the producer told me that I was ‘cleared for climax’.

There were another two scenes that week; one where the rest of the girls complained about the noise and the other where I was told that on Fridays we had a half day downstairs.

I had better tell you what the business was supposed to be. We were the Head Office for a group of Spas and Salons called ‘Heavenly Bodies’.

Much of the dialogue over the first three weeks had related to the purchase of needed supplies and some of the scenes had the girls looking at me when they talked about certain products. The story was that the staff had to attend the Salon that was situated next to the office on Friday afternoons for a work-over.

Week five we had the Friday morning to film quickly. It was simple on paper. There was a bit of dialogue with the girls telling me how good the afternoon would be and then one of them followed me to the toilet after I had been for a pee.

It was the Scots girl, Elizabeth, and she was hilarious with her accent when she told me she just wanted a ‘wee sup’ before giving me a blow job. This one was a bit awkward to film as there was not enough room in the real toilet set to finish the scene and we had to move to another set which had a fake toilet seat but no side walls.

She was so good at what she did it was very hard holding back for a couple of hours as we had cameras moving around us but, in the end, I was given the green light and she kept me in her mouth as I came, swallowing every drop before giving me a big kiss that tasted a little salty.

Marianne Gregory © 2026

Part 3 A Penny for them

We had the next three days to film the rest of the Friday story. On Tuesday morning, very early, we were filmed coming out of a door onto the street. The door had ‘Head Office’ on a sign over it. We all then went next door into an actual beauty salon which had the sign ‘Heavenly Bodies – Look like an Angel’.

Back in the industrial building I was shown a set I had not seen before. It was a mock-up of a salon, complete with hair-washing station, make-up station and a proper salon bed with adjustable height.

For one whole day I sat back while the girls all did scenes where they were pampered, preened and all ended up looking like a million dollars. On the Wednesday it was my turn where I was told that it was ‘Company Policy’ for the all the staff to be given the treatment and if I was a guy, it was just too bad.

The hair wash and cut weren’t too bad until I saw myself in the mirror. The actresses playing salon workers were probably working in salons in real life and they had given me a very fetching cut and tint. It would have been fetching if I had been a girl!

When I complained I was told that I should have read the fine print on my contract. The next step was the manicure and pedicure. I was going to be house bound for the weekend with the nail colour I now had. The story had the girls having pity on me and not going ahead with make-up, but I was subjected to the bed to get my body hair removed. I was very realistic in my reaction to this process, and everyone was laughing before they had finished my back.

When I was turned over to do my front it was open season on me. Each one of my co-stars took turns to strip me clean and when they had finished, they all took turns with their mouths on my dick until I was ready to burst.

The scene ended with Ebony lowering the bed until she could straddle and sit on me. She leaned forward, brushing my chest with her breasts as she squeezed hard, and I shouted as I came. When she got off me, she was dripping, and the camera was brought in for a close up.

We went late into Wednesday evening with another outside shot showing us coming out of the salon and onto the street. I now looked more like the rest of them with my new hair style and coloured nails. What made me feel strange was the feeling of my clothing on my now-hairless body. I almost gave myself a hard-on.

The fifth week we were set to film the end of my first week at work. This was to include my first ‘out of office’ sex scene. The first couple of days had me being hit on by Paula.

Here I was shown the ‘ladies rest room’ where we proceeded to make love on an old sofa in a missionary position first and then with her kneeling on the sofa with me taking her from behind.

By now I was taking all the camera and sound men as figments of my imagination and was really enjoying my job. Paula was the one with the impressive rack and I almost came early when she opened her blouse to show it to me the first time.

There was much kissing, licking, and playing with her breasts before the producer told us to get with the storyline. I think that she enjoyed it as much as I did.

The finale to the fifth week was where Tanya, me and Paula go out for a drink after work. We didn’t bother doing an outside shot this time, just a scene where we are in the pub set having a drink and chatting about the week that had just gone, and we are joined by my two ‘mates’.

Eventually we all leave the pub set and the next scene is in one of the bedroom sets where all five of us get our clothes off and have group sex. I was wondering if this was needed to bolster the subscriber numbers, but it was all part of the job to me. Having a couple of guys in bed with me was something new, though.

As the scene progressed Steve and Tony were having sex with Tanya and Paula while I was looking on. Then Steve took Tanya from behind and I was ordered in so she could be kissed and then I was to present my dick to her for a blowjob.

Later on, I was giving Paula a good tongue when I felt a hand come around from behind me to give me a hand job. The cameramen were racing around, and the sound guy was putting his mics in strange places to get all of the moans, groans and slurps.

Paula gave a big shout as she came, and I started eating her out. I then came myself into the hand under me. When I lifted my face from Paulas’ crotch I saw Tony and Tanya standing next to the bed, kissing. This meant that the hand jerking me off must have been Steve! I turned my head to see him laughing and past him, the producer was giving us the thumbs-up.

We were allowed to shower before getting into our going home clothes. I was in a daze from what had just occurred. I was not gay, had never been gay and never intended to be gay but, there I was, now on film getting a hand-job from a bloke.

Tanya came home with me in the car, and I was very quiet. In my apartment she said she would order a delivery meal and I just nodded.

She cuddled me.

“Penny for them, honey. You seem worried”

“Today I had a man give me a hand-job. What am I becoming?”

She just laughed.

“It’s all part of the job, nothing to get worried about. I’m a genuine straight girl, but I have lost count of the number of lesbian sex scenes I have been in. Steve just touched you somewhere another man hasn’t. Just wait until you get told that the next scene is one where you make love to another man. That will rock your world.”

I could hardly eat the meal when it was delivered, and later Tanya became the means by which I was brought back into the world I knew. Where men were men and women were things to be loved until they screamed.

That night she screamed a couple of times. We had three days to relax before we started the second week of the story. When I looked at the money I had been given on the way out yesterday, I found that I had been given a raise or a bonus.

Tanya said I should use some of it to get some softer clothing to suit my new hairless body. Although I hadn’t said anything, she could tell that my current underwear wasn’t comfortable. I had to agree.

So, Friday saw me with my tinted pixie-cut and red nails, with Tanya in a shop where she knew the staff and being shown a range of panties and camisoles which I was expected to try on.

I was totally embarrassed but everyone was very kind and easy on me, and I was sent into a changing cubicle with Tanya to help me. In the end I left the shop wearing a white set which felt amazing against my skin, carrying a bag with another five sets in different colours.

My old underpants were left in a rubbish bin. We ate in a café in the city, and the strangest thing was having a businessman come up to us as we were eating, asking us if we were “Two of those stars in ‘Penny from Heaven’?”

Tanya said we were and asked him if he was enjoying it. He was effusive with his praise, and I found out that we were being shown on a Saturday night.

The man said that it was the hair and my nails that alerted him as he had watched the Day 4-episode last week where I had been ‘made over’. He said that he and his wife had the best sex ever after our show and he also said that we must be very good actors to fake the scenes so realistically.

Tanya said that she never faked scenes and that he can be certain that the sex was real and, she said “Very enjoyable.”

I could see him fidgeting in his seat and realised that we were turning him on, so I asked about his subscription. I found out that he was paying two hundred a week to see us and that a lot of his circle watched us as well. When he had deflated, he was able to stand and say cheerio.

I stood and shook his hand and Tanya stood and gave him a big kiss which made his pants tent again. I smiled.

“Enjoy tonight, you may see something new.”

When he had left, I looked at Tanya.

“How do I get to see the results of our work? Surely, we should get copies of the product.”

She opened her bag and showed me four DVDs marked Day 1 to Day 4.

“Andrew gave them to me the other day. I thought he had given them to everyone. How about we go to my place and watch them, I have the Hi-Res TV set so we can see if we turn ourselves on.”

So that was our Friday afternoon and evening. Each show was an hour long and I must admit that it was very well produced. I could hardly believe that the complete chaos of filming with cameras and microphones sticking into confined spaces would end up as a smooth and slick output of sex and innuendo followed by more sex.

I was quite happy with my own acting and the girls were something else again, being old hands at it. The second episode had us with our clothes off and I ended up reclining on her sofa with Tanya sitting on me as well as rubbing herself.

Before the end of the evening, we had watched the first four episodes right through and had made passionate love at least five times.

Saturday morning, I woke up in her bed with her nuzzling my ‘morning glory’. She straddled me and went down on it, so it was some time before I was able to actually pee, the only thing that I had woken up wanting to do.

By now I was automatically sitting to pee so that I didn’t splash anywhere. All the girls had been on to me about that on set and there had been a couple of scenes where I had peed on camera after that first ‘mood setting’ one.

Tanya insisted that I couldn’t go out on Saturday with my grubby clothes from the day before and gave me a shirt and a pair of slacks to wear. They were odd to do up but fitted well and felt amazing over a fresh underwear set that I still had in the bag from the shop.

We had breakfast and she complimented me on how I was adapting to my new looks. I said that I may as well, considering the nails I now had.

“Why didn’t you remove the polish?”

“Can it come off? I thought it was permanent!”

After we had eaten and tidied up, she showed me how to use polish remover and then proceeded to paint my nails to match the lilac colour of the shirt I was now wearing.

We then decided to go to a free concert in the park, but not before she got me to put on a pair of shoes that went with the outfit. It took me a while to stagger about on two-inch heels but, by the time we arrived at the park I was doing well, once I had mastered a style of walk that made them comfortable.

Marianne Gregory (C) 2026

Part 4 The Penny Drops

The concert was good, a local band who were just starting to get some attention. What worried me was the attention that the two of us got! We had several guys try it on with Tanya and a couple even tried to chat me up!

This was not the ‘me’ that I knew. That me was the predator, not the prey, and it was a very strange feeling. I tried hard to be graceful in my deflection of their advances and Tanya told me that I was doing well.

Oddly, she also remarked.

“Keep it up, I think that it will be a great help for you in the months to come.”

The other thing that was odd was that she had a bunch of cards in her bag that she would give the guys.

“If you want to see more of us, sign up for our weekly show. I think you may enjoy it.”

I offered to pay for a meal out, so after the concert we went to one of the better pubs.

We ate well and I had to ask.

“Tanya, I think that you know more than you have let on. You have the DVDs and now you have cards with the show information on. Are you part of the organisation?”

She smiled.

“When Andrew saw how close we were, he took me aside and explained his ideas about the show. He has given me a bigger wage to do several things. One is to keep an eye on you to make sure you see the year out because you, my sweet peach, are the star. Another is to promote the show, seeing that we would be approached if we are out together. All the cards I have are specially coded so that I get a bonus for everyone I get to sign up. There is a website they can look at to see snippets of what we have produced and, on top of the two hundred a week to be a subscriber, there is a five hundred joining fee to get our early shows streamed. I will get fifty for every new subscriber.”

Over our drinks I grinned.

“What else do you ‘oversee’?”

She put her hand on mine and smiled sweetly.

“Well, we are here in a good pub eating a lovely meal and you are comfortable in my slacks and blouse over a cami and panties and wearing a pair of two-inch heels. You have a tinted pixie cut and lilac nail polish and, on top of it all, you will have to ask me for your wallet to pay for our meal because you have no-where to carry it.”

She giggled.

“You are destined to be doing just this sort of thing by week five of the show. Yet, here you are, at the end of week one and you look as if it is your second skin. Andrew will be very happy when you get to be on set in a dress, you won’t get angry and storm off the set.”

I sat back and contemplated her little speech.

“You know, this afternoon I was seen as a girl even without make-up. With the regular sex we have on set and off it, I don’t need to show myself as the macho predator anymore. The clothes don’t matter as I don’t need to advertise my need for sex. You’re right when you say I’m comfortable with how I look but the one thing that does make it uncomfortable is being seen as prey. It’s not something I have had to worry about since I said goodbye to the bullies at school. I do not feel like a woman, but I am starting to appreciate what a woman feels. It is all very new. You said that I would be on set like this in Week 5?”

“Yes. When Yolande enters the scene, she is supposed to feminise you because she is a lesbian. If you recall, there is a CCTV in the toilet linked to a screen on her desk on Day 1. This is because she likes to look at ‘her girls’ when they sit to pee. I don’t know how Andrew has planned it, but I suspect that there will be a scene where she is supposed to look at you. I think that between Week 5 and Week 10 you and she will have some outstanding sex scenes before you are wearing a dress full time as part of the ‘Head Office Girls’ and being just happy to lick her fanny. That’s why the show is called ‘Penny from Heaven’. You become Penny by the end of it.”

As predicted, I did have to ask her to give me my wallet so I could pay for the meal. The cashier gave me a hard look when she read ‘Julian Spinks’ on the card and I smiled and told her that it was a misprint, it should have been Julia N. Spinks, the N standing for numbskull.

She laughed and the payment went through all right, so we left the pub and went back to the apartment where I put all of my Friday clothes in the bag with my new underwear and we both went back to my place. Tanya, being a regular in my rooms, had some of her stuff hanging in my wardrobe.

In my place I sorted out the worn clothes for the wash on Sunday and cut the tags from the underwear I hadn’t yet worn, putting it away in a bedroom drawer. When it was time for bed Tanya pulled a couple of nighties out from her bag.

“Tonight, lover, I want you to be Penny for me. If you can make me scream by just using your tongue tonight, I will give you a gold star for your performance skills and maybe let you do something manly tomorrow.”

We undressed and we both put on nighties and went to bed. It took a little longer to get her to scream but scream she did. And not just the once.

Sunday morning, I was dreaming about having a girl sat on my dick and woke to find it wasn’t a dream at all. The only odd part of it was when I discovered my nightie bunched up around my chest.

We showered and I dressed in my Julian outer wear, with the cami and panties on. After breakfast I started the washing machine, adding both nighties to the load. I had the thought that the neighbours would find it odd that I had female stuff on the line but then remembered that it had happened before, when I had girls staying over. The only new part would be that there will not be as much of mine in the future.

As it was a sunny day, I put a cap on to hide my hair and borrowed some of her polish remover to clean my nails, and we went out for a walk at a nearby park. As we strolled, hand in hand, I came to realise just how comfortable I was Tanya, something that I had never contemplated before.

I had ‘loved’ many women but had never truly loved before and it was very odd to be just happy to be with her, walking in a park without the need to be macho or trying to bed her. She would go to bed with me any time we wanted, both off and on the set, and it was comforting. I stopped and held her, and we kissed.

When our lips became separated, I whispered.

“Tanya, my darling, I have just realised that I love you.”

She laughed and shouted.

“Yes!!”

As we walked further, she told me that she had loved me as a person for some weeks now.

“It is because of your attitude to life, your kindness, your optimism, and your love of life itself. You, dear heart, are a very good person who may have done some bad things in the past. I think that the past is now well behind you as your true personality emerges.”

We had a light lunch at a snack bar and went back to my place. I got her to let me have the DVDs and I copied them on my computer and gave them back.

Looking at the first one again I saw that the opening was part of the original filmed interview where I ask if there was a job that they had for me. It then went to the title page with some music. I raced it through to the end where I saw that the credit roll was superimposed on some of our more hilarious out-takes and, reading the credits I found that I was listed as Carlo Taworth – Julian.

So, I had a stage name for the show. I expected the last few would have Penny Taworth – Julian. The other members of the cast were listed by their stage names as well. Tanya was, of course, Kitten; Sheila worked under Sigh; Annabelle was Conquest; Paula was Purity; Elizabeth was Pantee and Susan was Stormy. Of the guys so far, Steve was Studley and Tony was Teninch.

I pointed it out to Tanya, and she laughed

“Look, don’t worry about names, just think of us by our real names but try to remember our character names when we’re filming. The producers hate it when you say the real or stage name in the middle of a complicated set. In the old days it wouldn’t have mattered but these days we can do scenes in a single take. That makes everything more cost effective. Remember, it’s a business, and it does follow usual business models, even if much of the time it’s only about the sex.”

As we sat for a nuked tea her phone rang. It was Andrew and he asked her if she could be in early on Monday morning. She said that she would be at my place, and I heard him say, “Good, I will get you both picked up at seven for a breakfast meeting before the others get in.”

That evening we watched a bit of ordinary TV like ordinary folks and went to bed to just kiss and cuddle until she pointed my head at her crotch and said, “Lick me, lover; another gold star if you make me scream.”

Next morning, we were up and ready when the car arrived, and the driver was very jovial as he took us to work. He let on that everyone was happy with the way things were going and that we may be hearing some good news today.

When we got to the site there was a rent-a-guard on the gate that waved us though. Andrew was at his smoothest when we went into his office, and he immediately ushered us to the canteen where a buffet waited for us. We loaded our plates and sat at a table. In between eating he gave us the news that he had brought us in to hear.

“You two have helped me pull this little film company out of the doldrums. You, Julian, are a real find and I am so glad that you came on board with this project. As you know, we have budgeted to film for fifty weeks that will present the ten weeks of your working life at Heaven.”

“We are ten percent in and already the subscriber numbers have doubled. This gives us more money to spend and some of it will be spent on you, Julian. There are a couple of procedures that we didn’t think we could afford but if things still improve you will get the best attention available. The first thing that affects the two of you is a raise. The second thing is that my backers want you to start making public appearances on weekends around the country, working with local subscriber bases to set things up. We have produced a small range of posters and cards for you to sign.”

Tanya laughed.

“We’ve already been approached by a subscriber, who told us how much he and his wife were enjoying the shows, and I gave out several cards on Saturday.”

“Good, I will get cards printed up for all of you with individual codes, so you get credited with anyone joining. The others will be spoken to but keep these thoughts between us for a while. Now, any questions?”

“You said ‘procedures.’ I hope these to be non-cosmetic on my body and will they be able to be reversed?”

“You are very perceptive Julian. Yes, one would be a minor operation to give you breast implants instead of us getting by with falsies and another would be, if you are happy with it, a minor operation to shave your voice box to improve your voice much later in the show.”

“There are no hormones or alterations to your penis planned because it is that which makes the show what it is. When Penny comes out, she will be the best she-male in the business, and I expect that we will offer you a very good contract as things go forward.”

Marianne Gregory © 2026

Part 5 My Tuppence Worth

I sat back and thought about that.

“If I am to be a she-male, I expect that you will want me to go with men in future episodes?”

He nodded, so I went on.

“I will need more money if I’m going to do that. I’m not gay and what you are asking is a long way from the original concept that you put to me.”

“Look. If you make this show work and if we get a big subscriber base then the world is yours. I already have my writers looking at story lines for a very well-hung she-male with the attributes that you possess. Future projects would have you with a new stage name and I suggest that Penny would be the best. One of my writers has spoken to me about a story which he has called ‘Penny Dreadful’ which will cast you as a private detective and another has an idea of you as an entrant in an old-style bicycle race which he has dubbed ‘Penny Farthing’.”

Both seemed so unreal I nearly laughed and then realised that my whole year was currently based on someone mishearing a name. When the others came in, we had the general chat about how things were looking up, along with the teaser of public appearances and the news that everyone would be given cards to hand out to prospective subscribers.

Then we started getting ready to film Week 2 of the show. I was back into make-up where my nails were repolished in the original red colour, and I was given a five-o-clock shadow again. When I questioned that I was told that when it was no longer needed it would be a much bigger difference.

Work Week 2 had a new dynamic. I was now accepted in the office; I had made love to most of the staff, and we had filmed our first group sex scene. Andrew said that there would not be a salon session in this week but to expect one in Week 3.

So, week 6 of filming had me with a much easier run at the girls; a lot of time taken up with the correct positioning and lighting to give a sharper focus to what we were presenting. The girl chosen for this week 6 of filming was Tanya again but this time the story was that she needed to take me to meet a salon owner but ended up in her bed instead.

The other girls had three days off while the two of us filmed a very long and convoluted sex scene which we both fully enjoyed and made the crew applaud when I finally came.

Week 7 was similar but the story this time was that I was needed to go with Annabelle and Susan to see another salon owner, but we ended up in Susans’ bed instead.

If the previous week was enough to make the crew applaud this was enough to give everyone hard-ons and we were all sweating by the time we finished. These two girls, with their ebony skin and lithe bodies were enough to wear me out.

Week 8 was another Wednesday at the office where I was in the storeroom with Elizabeth and then we had the evening scene with me meeting Steve and Tony in the pub set where we were joined by Paula, Tanya, and Sheila.

This time it was very busy on the bed with the six of us and that scene alone took two whole days to film. Every boy made out with every girl, and I must say that Steve and Tony were true professionals.

There was one small point where I brought my head up from a crotch to see a rampant dick in front of my nose with the camera looking directly at me as I took it all in (figuratively, of course). I could see where this was all going, and I expect that Penny will be in for a bit of cock-sucking before we finish the season.

Weeks 9 and 10 were more of the same except for the final scene of week 10. As it was to be the Friday night, we were all going out to a dance club, so we had a big set that looked like a typical dive, and we had a big crowd of extras.

I had to dance with every one of the girls and ended up dancing with Tony. With my hair now growing longer and my regular red nails it did look convincing. By this time the costuming girls had me lose the suit and I was now filming in a pair of womens’ slacks and softer shirt. They also had me carrying a man-bag. It was very much like the first time I wore Tanyas’ clothes and it all felt good. It was close to what I now wore off-set.

The dance scene was not the final one of that show. That had been filmed the day before in a small bedroom set and the scene had me and Tony kissing passionately and then falling into his bed to end up in a sixty-niner sucking each other off.

When we had done it, we only had the camera-man present and Tony was very helpful, assuring me that it was purely for the story and also to get more punters on board.

My problem was that I was so living the Penny dream that I enjoyed the difficulty of the acting and then was surprised at not being totally put off when he came into my mouth.

That completed the second week of ‘work’. The third week took a different slant because you can only film one guy with six girls in a single setting a finite number of ways before it gets boring.

For the first three days of this week, we were supposed to be spending time in a new spa. Monday morning of week 11 of filming was a short scene where Tanya addressed us all, telling us that the big boss wanted us to test a new spa in the week before it opened.

We would be staying at an actual new spa that was happy to put its name up for the publicity. So, for the rest of that day and the following three weeks we stayed in the spa and filmed in different parts of the complex.

I ended up having sex with two of the girls in a sauna where we were so sweaty it became almost impossible, so we played it for laughs.

Another day we introduced lesbian sex scenes between Elizabeth and Tanya with Elizabeth playing a pretend attendant putting hot rocks on Tanya and then getting interested in her pussy. Actually, she put hot rocks somewhere dark and moist, and Tanya had to jump up and down on the spot after filming to remove them.

In week 12 there we took all four days filming the activity of all seven of us in a hot tub. We had to take breaks to allow our wrinkled skin to normalise but, by the end of that week we gave a new meaning to the term ‘good clean sex’.

I know that my skin had never felt softer or smoother. In week 13 there I was on my own with the actual attendants who gave me a full make-over.

The first scene had me being woken by an attendant and her having a ‘liquid breakfast’. She told me after that she was an aspiring actress and had been given a cash bonus to do the scene but, if I wanted, she would repeat it for free.

We then moved to a waxing bed where I was given a full, and I really mean full, body waxing that made the earlier one painless. Maybe it was because my skin was much more sensitive.

Maybe they were using products that were stronger than the ones used in normal salons. What I do know is that I was smooth and sleek everywhere other than my hair and eyebrows.

These were the subject of the next two days of that week. I spent some hours in a chair while my face was further worked on with a mask, and then oils.

More time passed while my eyebrows were shaped. The last day of the week had me getting a new hairdo and my nails reworked. Of course, not having had a haircut in nearly three months it had grown well but it was not growing as fast as it would if I had been female with all the right hormones.

By the end of that week, I felt more like Penny than ever before, and we were still over a month away from Yolande joining the cast. I wondered about the sense of this last couple of weeks filming; I mean to say, who in their right mind would watch an hour show of a guy getting a spa treatment.

I was proved to be a pessimist on the following Monday when Andrew told us that the Saturday show was a hit and that we had a significant increase in subscribers.

Week 14 of filming was the Thursday where we were to have our salon treatment. We did a longish scene in the office where the girls all complimented me on my new looks. I was now dressed in a black satin blouse and leather jeans with two-inch heeled boots and, with my new and improved hair and complexion I felt more Penny than Carlo.

The rest of the week of filming had us going into the salon down the stairs so we ended up in the salon set with the real salon workers. When it came to my turn the girls said that it was about time, I was shown the joys of make-up so a whole day of filming had me getting a new look while everything that was done to me was explained.

This would mean that the whole hour of the Saturday night show would not have a single sex scene in it and would be the acid test to see if the subscribers were just there for the sex or if they were becoming interested in the development of Penny. It would be a big pointer towards my own future in the industry.

When the filming was wound up, I looked in the mirror and all I saw was a girl called Penny. Andrew called a meeting and I sat there with the girls.

He said that I had moved along the path set down a lot quicker than expected and that he thought that it was time that Yolande was brought into the story, a workweek earlier than planned. This meant that we needed to have a scene where we get the news she is coming back. This would be the opening scene for the Monday of our week 15 of filming.

The last three weeks had taken me away from the five-o-clock shadow and male-like looks and well on my way to being Penny. From here on I needed to be on the set earlier than the others just to be recreated to match the previous day of filming.

The story for the next week was for us to make sure our work was up to date so that the boss would not be unhappy when she got back and then to take an early day to go out clubbing.

Andrew told us that the clubbing scene would be shot on Saturday evening at an actual club, using small hand-held cameras to get that ‘I was there’ feel. The sound guys would have multi-track recording of small mics we each had and that it was a totally unplanned scene where the public may well move the plot into places that had not been planned.

I was to do the scene in a dress and Tanya was given the responsibility to get me ready. Scenes would be shot during week 15 that would show the purchase of the dress and the trials of getting me to wear it.

So, Saturday night I was going clubbing with six beautiful girls and the whole evening would be filmed among normal people. What on earth could go wrong!

Marianne Gregory (C) 2026

Part 6 A Penny in the Slot

After finishing our filming on Thursday, I was walking out of the place in my black outfit, fully made up with red nails and great hair.

Paula laughed.

“Hey, we all look fabulous. Why don’t we all get ahead of tomorrow nights’ filming by going out on the town? I know a little dance club where we can relax.”

So, we were all driven into town and dropped off outside a restaurant, the drivers saying they would pick us up on Saturday evening for the club scene.

It turned out that the restaurant owner was a friend of Paulas’, and we were given a table big enough for the seven of us. This was a whole new experience for me, being out with a bunch of girls and being one of them.

It was a good meal with a little wine, and we split the bill when we left. Paula led us a couple of blocks to the dance club. It was called ‘Slots’ and was a lesbian hang-out which allowed other members of the LGBTQ crowd in as well.

A little more drink and we were all dancing among ourselves when other clubbers joined in, and we broke into couples. I found myself dancing opposite a stunning blonde girl who taught me the steps as we went along.

By the time we had been there an hour we all had regular partners, and I was getting on famously with Odette, my blonde friend. Later on, Tanya took me aside and told me she was going off with her new friend and for me to be careful and make sure I had my bag with me so I could go home later. She said that she would be at my place around nine so we could prepare for the club night.

The DJ started playing slow songs and I was now dancing with Odette, cheek to cheek. She whispered in my ear.

“Penny, I know you are a bloke, how about you take me home and show me what you’ve got hidden away?”

I kissed her and it was my first kiss with both of us wearing lipstick. It felt strange but exciting. We collected our bags and went outside to hail a taxi to go to my place. She was a very fit girl and when we were naked with my dick now free, she proceeded to play me like a fiddle.

It was the first time I had been with someone who was not a cast member for three and a half months and she was the aggressor, another new experience. That night it was me who was being made love to and was sorry to see her get dressed again in the early hours to go home.

She wrote her phone number on a memo page before she left.

“See you again, lover, maybe next week at the same place.”

Friday morning Tanya breezed into my bedroom, took one look around and laughed. She crowed.

“Who was a naughty girl last night?”

She helped me finally clean my face off, get showered and put the lipstick-stained pillow in the wash. We ate breakfast with me in a dressing gown.

“Today, you need to become the feminine version of Penny and get used to some new habits that will allow you to fit in. Before now you have been a good-looking tomboy but today you need to spend all day with a skirt so that it becomes second nature. It would not do tomorrow night at the club for you to flash your panties accidentally.”

I sat there, unable to argue any longer.

“The other thing we must get past is the breast factor. Today I will attach your falsies which you will have on all weekend, so you get used to the new weight on your chest as well as putting you into a gaff to keep your little plaything well and truly hidden. Tomorrow you will be Penny from head to pretty toes.”

After we had tidied away, she got the bags she had brought with her, and we went into my bedroom. I was firstly introduced to my gaff, and it was a real struggle to put my dick back so that it would not show. There was a pocket which took the end of my dick and a tube that allowed me to pee.

When I had walked about and bent over a couple of times without having bits of me pulled, I tried the peeing position and then we moved on to the breasts. I was on my back on my bed as she wiped my chest and placed the two forms on me, making a couple of lipstick spots to show where they should end up.

She smeared some gunk on my own breast area and put the two forms where she had decided they should be and told me to hold them while the glue dried. It was very odd to be on my back on my bed, holding on to a pair of tits that were not somebody else’s.

I was unsteady when I first stood up, so Tanya got me to walk around a bit, sit and stand until I was used to the extra weight on my chest. I then had to put on my first bra, having taken many off in my time I was aware of how they worked but it took an effort for me to get my hands behind my back to attach the hooks.

She adjusted the straps, so it felt good and then I pulled up a matching pair of panties. In the underwear I was sat at the kitchen table while Tanya reworked my make-up and brushed my hair into a fetching style.

“Today, young Penny, we are going to buy you your first party dress, so you will need to act like the woman you are becoming. I have a pair of three-inch heels in your size, and you should be able to walk as if you have worn them your whole life before we go to the club. The other thing you will learn is that when you try on dresses you have a net that you drape over your head so that you don’t get your make-up smeared on the fabric.”

I was next shown how to pull up stockings without catching them. Lucky I only had the nails coloured, no extensions on them. She gave me a garter belt and showed me how to thread the straps though my panties and attach the stocking tops and then I was ready for my first skirt.

It was knee length and tight so that I could only take short steps, something she said was perfect for my new shoes which I put on next, having a bit of a walk around the place to get used to them. Finally, I had to put on a silky blouse without the dreaded smear and it took three attempts before she was happy with my technique.

My man-bag was emptied into a proper shoulder bag, and she sprayed me with a little perfume and declared that I was ‘ready to shop’.

On the way out of the building we passed a couple of guys who smiled.

“Good morning, ladies”

Having been getting around in two-inch heels, the three inch was not a great bother but the skirt was when we arrived at the porch steps. I had to be very careful, and Tanya advised me to take hold of my skirt and pull it up a bit to give me more movement. It helped and I added that to my storehouse of tricks.

The next trick to put into the vault was after she had hailed a cab, showing me how to get into a car the proper way. On the way into the town centre, she told me that getting out was just the reverse but took a bit more attention to make sure my skirt didn’t ride up. There were so many things that were being added to my knowledge that natural girls just learned as toddlers.

In the city centre we got out of the cab, and she told me that she had a company credit card, and that Andrew wanted me to dress as Penny full time from now on and he would fund me my initial shop-up but expected me to buy my own after that.

We started with an underwear shop where I loaded up with bras and panties, Camis, slips and nighties to last a week. Next was a shoe shop for some everyday shoes and a pair of boots for the coming winter.

There was a bank of luggage lockers by the station, so we paid for one and put the bags in to pick up later, then went and had lunch. All the time I was moving easier, now getting used to not bumping my new breasts into doorways and was now negotiating steps with ease. Tanya told me that I was doing very well.

In the afternoon we hit the dress shops with me ending up with three skirts, six tops and two pairs of jeans of my own. After a detour to the luggage locker to add the extra bags, it was back to the dress shops but this time it was for a party dress for the club tonight.

I wanted neck to ankle, but Tanya knew better, and I ended up with a cobalt blue number which showed my cleavage and would show my pants if I wasn’t careful.

With that in a bag we went to a make-up counter of one of the big stores where the attendant was shown the dress and told to make me up for a Saturday evening out clubbing. This was done in full view of all the passing public, and I felt totally exposed to the world.

When she had finished, I looked in the mirror and there was no trace of Julian that looked back at me. I looked stunning, just the sort of girl I would have tried to pick up in my glory days.

We bought all the products she had used and then went to the hosiery department where we left with a bag of stockings and tights. Our final stops were at an ear-piercing shop where I left with permanent holes fitted with a couple of studs and then it was on to a cheaper jewellery store where I was fitted out with a few rings, some earrings, bracelets and a couple of necklaces.

Tanya said that I would have to wait for men to buy me proper jewels in the future and I laughed until I realised just how true that may be. Finally, it was back to the shoe store to get heels to match the dress.

We went back to the station, and she hailed a cab while I opened the left luggage locker and retrieved the rest of our shopping. Back at my place the driver helped us take the bags up and we gave him a good tip and a kiss on each cheek. Naughty boy patted my arse before he left, smiling.

In my bedroom we had a big clear-out of my old stuff and put it in bags for disposal. My new purchases were added to my wardrobe after snipping all the tags and the other things went into various drawers. The cosmetics were in a nice carrycase, supplied free because we had spent so much, and this went on my sideboard.

She stayed the night and then Saturday morning I was fully dressed in a new skirt and top with my own heels on. We spent the day back in the city, just window shopping and trying things on.

I was amazed at the willingness of the shops to just allow customers to try and discard. Tanya explained that if you don’t smear or tear the items it’s standard as the things that do get bought give a good margin and the sample clothes got sold in the sales.

I got some more things before we went home. There Tanya redid my face using a picture she had taken on her phone yesterday. I looked at myself and thought she had done a pretty good job.

We were having a cup of tea when there was a knock on the door. When I opened it there stood a lady from the studio make-up department who was to help me become ‘Party Penny’ tonight.

She took a good look at me.

“Well, I see that you really don’t need me to transform you, Penny. You look amazing and I’m sure you are going to have to beat the guys off with a stick tonight, and not the one you keep in your pants.”

Marianne Gregory ©2026

Part 7 Penny in a Spin

We took it slowly from then on. We were to meet all the others at an Italian Restaurant for a meal before we went to the club. The owner knew Andrew and we would meet up with the sound guys to get our mics fitted there before we ate as the filming would start with our meal.

Before we left, I was told to strip off completely and then was totally taken by surprise when Tanya pulled out an enema kit and squeezed the contents up my arse.

“So, you don’t get a sudden desire to have a crap once you are dressed.”

We had another cuppa and a chat until the stuff worked its magic and after that I was into the shower, Tanya following me. She had her own outfit in a bag already. The make-up lady had taken a picture of my face before she cleansed it and then I was ready to get dressed to kill.

I struggled with the gaff again but got it right in the end, finding out this time that it was split at the back to allow me to crap if the need arose. I wouldn’ need that convenience tonight.

Before anything else my cleavage was attacked with a film of concealer and powder to hide the join between my skin and the forms. Then I was putting on a black push-up bra and a thong. Now that one felt weird with just a ribbon of material up my crack. I was told to carefully put on a pair of very sheer black stockings that had a sort of garter belt as part of the pair.

I needed to work each leg up in rotation before I could pull the belt up past my bum. Because someone else was going to do my make-up I put on the dress and looked at my reflection in the mirror. There stood a girl whose bones I would like to jump.

I was sat at the kitchen table having my ‘club face’ recreated when Tanya came in. She looked fabulous in a shimmering silk creation which changed colour depending on which light she was near. On her five-inch heels she could win beauty pageants anywhere.

We blew each other a kiss and she consulted her watch.

“Ten minutes to pick up, Just time enough to get you accessorised.”

So, I was adorned with a necklace and matching earrings, a couple of bangles and a plain ring on each of my ring fingers with a small stone on the one on my left hand. When I queried that one, I was told that it was to ward off anybody who didn’t know me.

Our make-up girl checked us both over, packed up her things and came down the lift with us. The evening air was a little cool and Tanya noticed me rubbing my arms.

“Suck it up, girl, this is what we go through to look good. There’s no way we would get into a club wearing a parka.”

After a couple of minutes, the car arrived, and I was not feeling the cool so much by then. At the restaurant Sam parked and got out to hold the door and help us get out.

“I must say, Penny. You look ravishing. I could almost lust after you myself, even though I have been stuck under your arse with a camera at times and know what you’ve got coiled up somewhere. I bet it hurts.”

“Only when I get turned on. And standing in the street freezing my tits off is not one of those times.”

In the restaurant we were welcomed by Andrew and our two sound men. After all the rigmarole getting to look good, I now had the indignity of having a small microphone clipped to the underside of one tit with a tiny transmitter under the other.

Tanya was in the same boat, but I think that her reactions to this manhandling may have been a bit different to my own.

Andrew was bright.

“You’re the last to arrive. The filming starts now, go get ’em tigers.”

We walked into the dining room, Tanya telling me to make it sexy. I must say that the looks on the other girl’s faces was worth the whole day. They all got up and gave me a hug and an air kiss in turn, telling me that I was amazing.

I had to take a few seconds to figure out where this scene fitted in the filming before I answered.

“It’s all down to you girls. You’re the ones who have made me what I am tonight. I only hope that I can live up to your expectations, never having worn a dress like this before.”

During the meal we had the cameramen circling us with small devices that looked like smart phones. Maybe they were just smart phones; the way technology is advancing I wouldn’t be surprised.

We chatted about Germaine coming back to the office early and how I would ‘just adore’ her. With what I knew of the filming it wouldn’t be long before that was indeed the situation. We stayed clear of Thursday night’s outing because, in the story, it didn’t happen.

Eventually we finished and pretended to sort out the fictitious account. Outside there was a minibus to take us to the club and when we arrived, the driver parked across the road and told us to sit a while so the crew could get into position.

After a few minutes he got a wave and we all got out, walking across the road in phalanx of femininity, the doorman just standing aside to wave us in.

The place was jumping, and we put our bags into the cloakroom, getting a tag that was on a bracelet. We could order any food or drink and the tag would be swiped with the bill being paid when we picked up our bags again.

It took me a little while to get used to the noise and the movement and by the time I was orientated, I was pulled into the throng to dance. I have to say that Julian was not much of a dancer unless the music was slow and sexy. Penny, on the other hand, went at it with abandon.

Over the course of the next two hours, we danced and drank and danced again. I was dragged into the ladies’ loo by the others and shown the right way to act there, it included making sure I wiped properly and preened in the mirrors.

Late in the evening we were joined by Steve, Tony and some of the other male extras who carried on as if we were on the set. Around midnight I found myself in Tonys’ arms, slow dancing and feeling very good with myself.

As we danced his hands went down to my butt and mine went about his neck and suddenly, he was kissing me. Not in the way we had kissed in our previous sex scene. This was passionate, all tongue and felt amazing.

I responded as I thought Penny should. No, I take that back. Penny responded as Penny should by allowing him to fondle her butt and pushed her loins into his, feeling his obvious excitement.

When our lips were free again, he whispered.

“Penny, you are totally glorious, I want to make love to you as a man loves a woman; your place or mine?”

I giggled,

“What about the sound guys, this isn’t in the script?”

He smiled and kissed me again.

“I thought you knew. They all went home a half an hour ago. We are on our own time now. What do you say?”

My answer was to kiss him again; I was all Penny and I had something new to learn. I knew from experience that Tony was a careful lover and would not do anything to harm me. We claimed my bag and he paid my account, and we went out to find his car. I learned another new trick then, how to sit in a Porsche without showing too much leg.

At his apartment block he almost had to lift me out of the car which gave us an opportunity to cling again and kiss. I was getting used to kissing him and it made me tingle; or was that just the cool of the night.

His apartment made mine look like a slum. He saw my look of wonder.

“Give it a couple more months and you will be able to afford something like this. You are going to be a star, baby, and I will be just glad that I knew you at the bottom of your rise to the top.”

I felt tears in my eyes as I went to him.

“Thank you for that.”

Then I was kissing him hard, feeling totally Penny about to get her jollies.

That led to him unzipping my dress and helping me off with it and he stood behind me to unclip the microphone and transmitter, turning them off while his touch turned me on.

Now I knew what Tanya would have felt earlier in the day. After he had put both sets of sound gear on a sideboard, he unclipped my bra and I let it fall off my shoulders and he had one hand caressing my forms while he kissed my neck with his other hand taking off his pants and unbuttoning his shirt.

I turned and helped him with his final clothing, and he picked me up in his arms and took me through to a big bed. He let me down and we pulled the covers back, kicked off our shoes and got in.

For a little while we snuggled and kissed and then his hands started roving over my body. I allowed mine to wander down to his underpants and played with his dick. He and I worked together to relieve him of the pants and all he had to do with me was to pull the thong ribbon to one side.

“Be gentle with me.”

“Only until you tell me that you want something else,”

He was right, sometime later I was bucking under him and crying “harder”.

As he came, deep in me, I had the best, and longest, climax I had ever experienced, oddly without having to get hard myself. Afterwards we were side by side with my head on his shoulder and we dozed a little while.

About two in the morning, he took me again, a little slower and with a lot of loving. After that time, we got out of the bed and cleaned ourselves up, got dressed and he took me home. The dawn light was in the far sky when he helped me out of his car and walked me to my door.

“Thank you, darling Tony, you have made me a complete woman tonight, I will never forget it.”

He smiled.

“Penny, you have always been a complete woman. It’s just that you never realised it before”

Marianne Gregory (C) 2026

Part 8 Another Penny for them

In my room I undressed and hung the dress on a hanger to take into work on Monday. I put the underwear in the hamper and took off the gaff, flushing the pipe through with some water. I followed through with things I had been told and totally cleaned my face before having a shower, putting on a nightie and dropping into bed to sleep like a new-born baby.

That description was apt because I was up to have a pee several times before I finally pulled the curtains back to let the morning light, no, the early afternoon light in.

I felt good, I felt as if I had crossed a threshold. As I contemplated the view, I thought back to the earlier me and realised that I had more girls as friends now. It was even more than I had as men friends in the past.

Perhaps my womanising had been crying for acceptance; it certainly was not as a need for domination or chalking up conquests to brag about down the pub.

Today I had a few bags waiting to go down the road to the charity bin, a wardrobe with amazing clothes and a solid desire to remain as Penny for as long as I lived. I thought of last night and I tingled when I thought of all the times I had soft-climaxed.

Suddenly I was worried. What if it didn’t work anymore? I stopped to remember how Tanya and the rest of the girls looked last night, and it twitched. I thought of Friday night with Odette, and it was all right again, standing up in all its glory.

I took my time getting dressed; choosing the right skirt to go with a new top and finding a pair of tighter panties and some tights that would keep my tackle under control. I put the boots on and then sat at the mirror to get my hair into shape and to try out this make-up game for myself.

It took a while and almost a box of tissues before I had figured out that I needed to support the hand that was doing the application but thought I had got it in the end. I put a light jacket on and went out for a walk. The feeling of freedom and of being one with nature took me by surprise. I saw things in a way that was new, I smelled fragrances that had passed me by in the past and I was smiling a lot.

At a local café I had luntea – something substantial enough to make up for missing breakfast and lunch but not enough to spoil a snack in the evening. I tried to work through the next week of filming in my head.

We would be working though the Friday of Work Week 3 with me being turned from a tomboy into a real girl for the club scene. It would be like deja-vu, all over again. I knew it would all work well, the only thing that bothered me was that I would have to be made to look how I was on last week’s show before I could embrace the new me. Now, that would take some acting!

I was sitting and thinking and then saw Yolande at the doorway. I gave her a smile and a wave, and she went to the counter to place her order and then came over and sat opposite me.

“Do I know you?”

I just had to giggle.

“I’m struck to my heart! Last time you saw me we both stank of sex, and you told me to go and shower. If I remember rightly, you said that it smelt good on you.”

Her eyes went wide,

“Julian? Julian Spinks? My god, what have they done to you?”

The waiter brought her meal and I waited until he had left.

“It’s all in the story. I started to work in an all-girl office because you, as the boss, misheard my name and I have slowly been altered to suit the office environment. I believe you will be coming back as the boss after the filming next week.”

“Yes. Andrew has called to say I start filming on Monday week on my big show. How long has it been running?”

“We have put out fourteen episodes so far and they say we are doing very well. We film the fifteenth next week but some of it is already in the can.”

“What do think of filming in that scungy apartment?”

I realised that she had no idea of what we had been doing and then thought of what she may do when she found out she was just a member of the cast, not the star.

She had been bitchy enough the last time we met. I shuddered to think of what she would be like when she discovered the truth.

“Oh! I have no problems with the set, we have done some of the work in other locations and it has been a lot of fun.”

She ate her food, and I finished my drink while we chatted about the other people I had met from the industry so far. I tried to limit the number of the cast I spoke about. We parted with air kisses and a ‘see you in a week or so’ and I went home to contemplate my next move.

At home I called Tanya, my lifeboat, and asked her if she could come around. I heard mumbling in the background.

“Can Steve come as well; we may be able to get some fish and chips on the way?”

I said yes and knew that our love was just the love of good friends. She had loved Julian, and I was not Julian anymore. When they arrived, we plated the hot food and sat in the kitchen eating.

Tanya said that she and Steve had been in bed most of the day and giggled. Steve looked embarrassed.

“That’s nice, I’m sure you had fun. Tony brought me home after the club. No-one told me that the filming stopped at eleven-thirty, I was in acting mode until Tony told me that everyone else had left.”

I got us some coffee and then got to the heart of the matter.

“I saw Yolande today while I was out. She thinks that she is coming in on Monday week to star in her big show. She had no idea of what we have been doing or even where we are filming. She asked me if I enjoyed acting in that apartment. Last time we parted she was being the complete bitch and I am worried about what happens when she finds out that she is just a cast member, like the rest of us.”

Tanya pulled out her phone and rang Andrew at home. Steve looked on with amazement as he had no idea how connected Tanya was.

When Andrew answered she gave him a quick run-down on what I had told her, and he asked to talk to me. He wanted to know what my impressions were at our first meeting and the ones I took away from this latest one.

I tried to be calm and objective with my answers and told him that I wondered what Yolande expected when she came in. What he said surprised all of us because we had the phone on speaker mode.

“Look, Yolande is the daughter of a guy who thought he owned the business because we owed him money. Since you guys have been doing so well, I have been able to clear the debt and he doesn’t have any more clout over us. It’s you guys that have set us up and I am forever grateful for that. What do you want? If you say she is out, then out she is.”

“Can we have a meeting on Monday morning before we start filming, I don’t know her enough to shaft her without warning, maybe she will be amenable when she finds out she has no protector.”

“All right. I’ll set it up for Monday morning and will go with the majority vote. A couple of the other girls have worked with Yolande in the past and it will be good to get their input. I will ring her after that and, if you guys will work with her, I will call her in during next week to see what we have been achieving. Oh! On another thing, you and the cast will be doing promotional visits on weekends starting next week. The subscribers have been pushing for it and the first is up north on Saturday. You can go Saturday morning, stay overnight, and come back Sunday. All board and meals paid for and a bonus for whoever is on the trip.”

We said our goodbyes and hung up. I gave Tanya her phone back and Steve was looking shocked.

“Excuse me, but did I hear right. You just rang the best producer I have ever worked with and told him what to do?”

Tanya smiled and leaned over to give him a kiss.

“Don’t fret, my dear, as long as you keep performing, I will ask Penny not to fire you.”

That made me giggle and it broke the ice.

I tidied up and Tanya smiled.

“Stevie, sweetheart, I need to speak to Penny for a while, do you mind? I will find my own way home.”

He nodded, they kissed, and he left us. She looked me in the eye.

“Now, Penny, I will repeat something I said before ‘A Penny for your thoughts’.”

I giggled.

“You know me so well, Tanya. The fact of the matter is that Tony took me to his place last night and he made a woman of me; maybe not an honest one but certainly it feels different this morning and not just around my anus. You knew this may happen, didn’t you? That’s why you douched me before we went out.”

She sat back and laughed.

“Oh dear, girl. You have had your cherry taken and we are not at that point in the script yet. I suspected that Tony had the hots for you as you became more Penny than Julian. I did expect that seeing you fully dressed and made up would tip his hand. You are going to have to be a great actor when it happens in front of the cameras. Don’t breathe a word to anyone else and just go with the flow.”

She grinned.

“The scene board that Andrew showed me had you making out with Yolande in a month or two. You are mounted from behind by one of the guys and it becomes a three-person hump. I’ve been on the bottom of one of those a couple of times and it is an amazing experience, but I have never been the meat in the sandwich.”

Marianne Gregory © 2026

Part 9 Penny to the Rescue

I tried to picture a three-person hump in my mind, and it made me giggle, the forces exerted on the girl on the bottom would be tremendous, both vertically and horizontally.

“Is there a four-person version, by any chance?”

She laughed.

“Not one that has ever been successful. If you add another guy at the back, he is almost sitting on the girls feet, and he can only push upwards so it doesn’t add to the effect. I did hear about one scene where they had another girl standing on the bed, facing the third guy who was giving her tongue.”

“The problem was when the three of them simulated the orgasm. the girl was pushed backwards, fell over and knocked herself out on the bedhead. I did hear that the guy in the middle was very proud of his hair, and it took him three washes to get her juices out of it.”

Before she left, we went to bed. I couldn‘t say it was just like the old times, but it was more like times to come. I spent most of the time caressing her and giving her pleasure with my fingers and tongue. It was only the last few minutes that she demanded the inclusion of my special attribute. As it had been with Odette; the act of kissing while wearing lipstick was very erotic and it took me a little while to calm down afterwards.

When we did rouse ourselves from the bed Tanya looked me in the eyes before she left.

“You are feeling the afterglow now, aren’t you? You are becoming more like a woman every day. I am curious what you decide to do when we finish this filming. I wonder if you will think that your tackle is something you no longer need.”

That made me sit up.

“Tanya, sweetheart, I have never thought about losing my best friend before. The story has me being made into a she-male and Andrew thinks I have a future career as Penny with a prick. I may even go back to being the old Julian after we wind up. I will have enough money to see myself trying new things. I may even start something meaningful and, heaven forbid, legal.”

Monday morning, I was wearing jeans, boots and a top when I was picked up. I had the dress, shoes, and stockings in a bag for the wardrobe department, along with another bag that had the black top and pants that I had left wearing on Thursday.

I had applied minimal make-up as they would decide what I would look like before we went on-set but I still looked good when I had examined myself in the mirror. Maybe Tanya was correct, perhaps I will embrace womanhood fully when we finish filming.

I already have much of my ‘life test’ documented on DVD. I had to giggle when I thought about showing them to a shrink; but, there again, the shrink may have been a subscriber and had already seen them.

When we got to the studio, Sam, my driver/cameraman was serious.

“Looks like we mean business today. Look at the cars already here. There’s one there that used to be around a lot, I think it belongs to Yolandes’ father.”

I thought.

“Oh shit. I’ve gone and done it now.”

This Monday was one where we all had a medical which happened every few weeks. Tanya was coming out of the room when I had dropped my bags with wardrobe.

“Meeting with Andrew in his office when you are done here, just us while the others get checked.”

I went in to see the old guy who did our doctoring and let him have a close look at my tackle to make sure I wasn’t wearing it out or picked up a nasty bug. He took my temperature, blood pressure and a pint of blood before declaring me fit to go back to the trenches. I think he must have been a military orderly before he retired.

I knocked on the door of Andrews’ office with a feeling of dread and was called in. Andrew was sitting at his desk and there was a small table set up with a teapot and cups in front of it.

Around the table there were three chairs, one occupied by Tanya and another by a beefy guy with a perspiration problem. My new senses picked him up as soon as I walked in.

Andrew smiled.

“Ah! Penny, I would like you to meet Morrie, someone who had a financial part of our company some time ago but is no longer involved. After our discussion last night, I gave him a call and he has come in to discuss his wayward daughter. He tells me that he didn’t know about her using him to control us. I’ve told him how she had ordered me around and Tanya has told him how she was to her. Sit down and tell him about your small contacts with her, keep nothing back.”

“Well, I haven’t had a lot to do with her but the first time I met her she ordered Andrew and Tanya out of the room as if she owned the place, so that she and I could have a ‘screen test’ sex scene. I had the feeling that she was letting out a lot of bottled-up aggression and when we had finished, she ordered me to wash the smell of sex off of me.”

“When I asked her to join me, she told me that it smelt good on her. I can’t say that I liked her very much. Then yesterday we met in a café, just by chance, and when I spoke about the filming here, she had no idea where we were, what we were producing or even how long we had been working on it. I found that odd because she referred to our work as ‘her big movie’ and acted as if she was to be the star.”

“This show has a lot of stars; my name is only on the title because the main story follows my path downhill into femininity. She was supposed to join the cast as the office manager and to get me to submit to further indignities and I think she may have been looking forward to that part of it as I had been fully male when we did the ‘screen test’.

Morrie sat for a few moments.

“Look, I’m sorry it has come to this, and that Yolande has put you in an impossible position. The fact is that she is a nymphomaniac with outlandish ideas that she is a great actress on top of a very bad attitude. When I found out that she had been working in the porn industry just to get laid I was not happy.”

“She will expect everyone to bow to her every wish and she does it to me whenever she comes home. I have been a subscriber to the Penny show from the beginning and I have seen how much sex you have had, and it does look very real, almost too real. Some scenes have had even me blushing. I don’t want her to be here next week because she would get angry if she is not treated as a star and is not a good enough actress to handle the part. She could turn a good show bad. I have had some thoughts that I would put some money in, as an investment, not a loan.”

It was quite a little speech.

Andrew smiled.

“Look, Morrie, I can call her and tell her the show is moving in a different direction and her part is no longer available but that I will call her when something comes up.”

Morrie looked relieved and stood. We all stood and shook hands with him and, after he had left the room, Andrew handed us a box of tissues so we could wipe our fingers clean.

He looked at us and we looked back and then I asked.

“A different direction? Have you guys cooked up something new to throw at me?”

Andrew blushed.

“Penny, I am truly sorry, but the thing is that you are totally natural in the part. We almost don’t need a script and Saturday night is proof of that. I watched all the takes yesterday and there is so much of it that is good we could run with it two weeks on the trot. However, Tony did give you a little white lie when he told you that everyone had left. That was not quite true as we still had you within the sight of two cameras and the sound was still being recorded, right up to the moment you left with him in his car.”

I tried to give him a death stare but failed.

“So, you have it on record that he told me he wanted to take me to bed, and I am seen driving off in his car. All that would need is to film a sex scene here and my deflowering is in the story. Don’t you think that it is a bit too early in the storyline for that to happen? We still have thirty-five weeks to fill after this week and you can’t give away a good ending so early.”

Tanya burst out laughing.

“What on earth have we brought to the surface, Andrew. Three months into the business and she is telling us how to suck eggs. She is right though; we really should carry on as planned. All we need is someone to take the place of Yolande. We have only referred to her character as ‘the boss’ or given her name as Germaine so we could move the goalposts to one side and get someone in as a similar character in the plot.”

They say that when you get an idea a lightbulb goes off in your head. At that moment it was like a flash of lightning.

I asked to use the phone and, pulling a piece of memo pad out of my bag, dialled the number that Odette had given me Friday night.

When she answered I tried to sound upbeat.

“Odette, this is Penny. I’m calling to say how much I enjoyed your company on Thursday night. Is it possible for us to meet, perhaps for lunch today?”

She giggled.

“I would love to meet you again in daylight. I’m working as a volunteer in a charity place now and can meet you whenever you want.”

I nominated a time, and she nominated a place which was not far from where I lived. We air-kissed as we hung up and I gave Andrew the phone back.

Tanya asked.

“Is that the blonde bombshell you pulled on Thursday evening?”

I nodded and Andrew grinned.

“There is more to this, isn’t there?”

I got my thoughts together and then laid it on the line.

“Look. Thursday night I was dancing with Odette, and we got on very well. I felt that she was a genuine person but was acting as if she needed to show that she was having a good time. I took her back to my place and she took control. I mean she really took control. I was just the slave to her mistress, and it was fantastic. Unlike Yolande, she did not humiliate but led me to a climax unlike any I had experienced before. Before she left, she had given me back my respect and standing as a person. If we can get her on set in the right outfit and with the right people around her I think that you would have another star in your stable.”

Andrew made up his mind quickly.

“All right, Penny, we can see what she is like. What do you want to do?”

I asked him if I could have Sam for a while, complete with a camera that would be undetectable and that I should be wired up. I said that Sam could stream the pictures and sound back to this office and then Andrew could give the go ahead based on real life.

He looked at Tanya and she told him that today the scenes were based around all the office discussing Penny and the plan was hatched to get her into a dress and out at the club on the ‘Friday’ evening. I would not be needed.

“Let’s do it!”

Marianne Gregory (C) 2026