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As Girly As It Gets - The Dress Code - Part 17
🕑 Added 2023-03-10 12:54:00 +0000 UTCTerry’s weekend was a non-event. He hung around the house in his casual women’s shorts and the t-shirts from the club. He hand-washed his lingerie and ironed his blouses. Week 7 Monday morning, Terry donned his workout clothes like he did every morning. He put his hair in a high ponytail to keep his hair off his neck while working out and then added the headband to keep sweat off his face and stray hairs from coming forward.
As usual, Terry and Moira always left their jackets in the car and just carried their other clothes in with them. Terry and Moira put their workout shoes on and made their way to the studio. They greeted several of the regulars and moved to the right side of the room near the front. As Terry became more comfortable, Moira slowly moved them away from the door. It avoided distractions from people coming in late or leaving early.
There always seemed to be a large group on Mondays. A few new people always slipped in near the end. In fact, that was what Terry and Moira had done when they joined. Susan arrived nearly on time and parked away from the door and across the lot, she saw Moira walking towards the door. She was going to call to her when she realized, Moira had a workout buddy she was talking to. Susan stopped in the shop to get the required gear.
By the time she got to the locker rooms, Moira was already gone. Susan entered the room right before the session began and she picked a place in the back of the room. She figured she was out of practice and it would take her a while to get up to speed with the regulars. Susan set her stuff down and looked around the room. Moira was upfront with her buddy. Susan noticed that Moira had a really nice body tone and once the session began it was clear that Moira was in really good shape.
In addition, her workout buddy with the high ponytail seemed to have a great body tone and shape. Susan said to herself, ‘If I can get myself in the kind of shape those two ladies are in I’ll be doing great.’ Susan made her way up to introduce herself to the session leader. Moira had seen Susan in the back of the room but she did not tell Terry. Susan left the room and went with the trainer to the fruit bar to get one of the famous booster drinks.
Terry and Moira had a routine where they showered, changed then went to the smoothie bar and finally to the finishing stylists before heading into the office. Susan made her way into the locker room and did not see Moira. She assumed she was showering. Susan got into a shower and started cleaning up. Terry and Moira finished up and headed for the smoothie bar. Terry had left his necktie with his coat in the car. So, he did not do up the top button on his blouse.
Susan was heading out of the locker room when she saw Moira and her workout buddy heading toward some stylists in the lobby. She recognized Moira from the side and saw her buddy from the back. She no longer had her hair in a high ponytail. It was in a lower ponytail. Moira was chatting with her buddy and Moira sat down with one of the stylists. As her buddy sat down with a different stylist, Susan came up short. She was still over 50 feet away. But there was no question that Moira’s workout buddy was Terry. Susan stepped back over towards the smoothie bar and observed.
Terry was carrying on an animated conversation with Moira and his stylist. The stylist plucked a couple of eyebrow hairs and used a pencil to fill in and define his brows. She added some blush and seemed to brush some finishing powder on his face. The stylist seemed to be talking to Terry about his ponytail. She pulled out his band and brushed his beautiful hair. His hair had great volume and she gathered the back together loosely and put the tie back in. Terry was beautiful. As she was finishing, Terry reached into his purse and pulled out a lipstick which he applied with skill and experience. Terry was perfect.
As Terry and Moira stood to leave, Susan suddenly realized the thing that had been nagging at her for days. That one thing that kept evading her conscious mind. As Terry stood up next to Moira, Susan realized that they looked the same. They were both wearing nice professional blouses and had womanly curves and Terry had breasts.
Terry had real womanly breasts and they were not small. Terry and Moira looked like any two women in the building. Except, Susan thought, isn’t Terry a guy? As Terry and Moira left the building, Susan was jolted out of her stupor by someone asking if there was anything wrong. Susan said no and moved to the stylist who had been working on Terry. The lady helped finish Susan off and she asked about Terry. The stylist mentioned how pretty she thought Terry was and then mentioned her frustration that Terry constantly wanted to hide her hair.
Susan smiled to herself. She thanked the woman and headed into work. As soon as Terry was entrenched in his morning copying and filing, Susan pulled Moira out of her chair and into Terry’s office where she closed the door. With her hands on her hips, Susan looked at Moira and asked, “Just what kind of a game are you two playing here?” Susan stared at Moira. Moira stared back. Frustrated, Susan said, “I see you going into ‘All of U’ with a workout buddy. I see you together in the front of the room. I don’t see you in the locker room.
But I sat slack-jawed watching Terry getting his hair and makeup done before applying his lipstick. And as if I wasn’t already teetering between reality and fantasy land, as Terry stands up I realize that he and you have almost the same outfit on, he is wearing a blouse instead of a man’s dress shirt, and I guess that is a good idea since Terry clearly has breasts which the blouse accommodates.” Moira smirked and asked, “So, back to your initial question, what makes you think there is a game going on here?”
Susan looked aghast at Moira. “Moira, why does Terry have breasts? Why is Terry hanging out with you and working out at a women’s gym? Why does Terry look more like a woman than some of the females around here? And I guess as a final question, why is he doing all the menial secretarial jobs for many in the department?” Moira thought for a moment then said, “Terry grew breasts. The company said he had to wear a bra.
Since he had to wear a bra, the company said he had to go to orientation at All of U and that he had to go there for weekly salon visits. Then the medical people said he had to work out or lose his health insurance offset payment. And the company told him he had to work out at All of U. The answer to your third question is I guess nature was more generous to Terry than some of the women around here. And finally, Terry wants to help out and feel like he is part of the team.” Susan found herself unsteadily sitting down in one of the office chairs.
This made no sense. “What do you mean Terry grew breasts?” Moira said, “Terry does not want breasts. But they grew. He is trying to figure out the cause. However, the cause aside, the company dress code dictates certain activities and behavior for individual employees who have breasts. You must maintain your appearance, wear certain clothing including a bra, and you have to attend free scheduled sessions at All of U. Terry decided he liked his job and he has done everything he can to follow the rules.
By the way, Terry was the one who crafted many of those new rules and he was the one that decided to base them on the existence of breasts.” Susan was a bit startled by that bit of news. “Terry was the one that crafted the rules requiring the women to have their hair done and that they wear certain clothing? He was the one that required everyone to have professionally done hair and nails? Terry was the one that sucked over 10% of my disposable income into maintaining a professional look?” Moira nodded, “Yes to all the above.”
Susan shook her head and mumbled, “That asshole. I always wondered whose idea it was.” But then she changed her facial expression. “But, I like Terry. Especially the new Terry. The old Terry was pretty much of an asshole. He got several of my friends fired because of stupid rules. Wow, what a dilemma.” Moira could see the wheels turning in Susan’s head. Susan seemed to gather her thoughts. “Moira, what is going on here?” Moira answered, “Terry has been forced to explore his feminine side due to his unexpected breast growth. I have been helping him.
I suggested that he might help around here in exchange for some of my help. He has also allowed me some more participation in some of our proposals. It was not planned, but Terry seems to be happy to help with a lot of the copying and filing. I don’t know if you know it, but Terry was trained on the receptionist phone system the other day.
I sold it to him as cross-training and a morale booster. I don’t think Christy knows who Terry is and so she assumed Terry was a woman.” Susan shook her head. “Christy is an airhead. Did you know she’s getting married?” Moira did not know Christy was getting married and they spent a few minutes catching up on that and other office gossips. Moira looked at Susan, “Let’s just say, I was upset when I found out Terry was the architect of the new dress code.
I was more upset when he wielded the rules like a club that gave him the power to hold down the little people in his eyes. And, Terry joining the bra club has allowed me the opportunity to help him learn more about the people who he so carelessly punished with his silly rules. The only male clothing Terry is wearing in the office today is his necktie. And no one seems to notice.
I have been encouraging any activity which forces Terry to do the tasks and jobs typically performed by the most junior members of our administrative staff. Terry does virtually all the filing and copying for Doreen and I. He gets us our coffee in the morning. He is now
responsible for taking and collecting my cleaning, Doreen’s cleaning, Chris’s cleaning, and the director’s secretary’s cleaning as well as his own. Last week he did not drop off one piece of men’s clothing. If you have any cleaning, bring it by next Wednesday and you can join the movement. If I understand the way the system works, I believe Terry will soon be added to the rotation to cover for the receptionist when she is out.” Susan asked, “So how is Terry getting his own work done?” Moira smiled, “I have it covered.
Terry trained me well. I had taken several tasks away due to his alienation from staff members. So far, he has been able to handle things in the afternoon and if he has too much work, we stay a little later. I consider it a small sacrifice for the satisfaction I get when I see him doing summer intern-level work simply because he has breasts.” Susan said, “I was looking forward to working out. I don’t want to screw things up. He didn’t see me today.
But if I keep going, he is sure to notice me.” Moira told her, “Let me think about it and we’ll talk later this afternoon.” The ladies returned to their desks. Terry was still buried in the copying room and was none the wiser to their conversation. Mid-morning Terry was dragged to break with the girls and he seemed happy. At lunch, Terry, Doreen, and Moira finished their smoothies. Terry loosened his collar and left his necktie on his desk. Susan and Karen joined them as they all went for a walk. Susan kept an eye on Terry to see more of the things she had been missing.
It was amazing. If you assumed Terry was a man, you overlooked obvious feminine behavior and things like breasts. You assume he is working out. You make an excuse. If you assume Terry is a woman, everything fits. After lunch, Moira and Susan found an empty office and closed the door. Moira started, “You should come to the morning workouts. Terry is going to have to face the reality that more people will figure out he has breasts.
What he doesn’t realize is that at this company, his having breasts will lead to new adventures lower on the corporate ladder. Terry needs to pay his dues for all the women he has mistreated in his short time at this company. I like him. But, it's time one of these men got to experience the woman’s point of view. Terry was happy to create these crazy rules and now he will get to experience this company’s idea of how he should be treated because he has breasts.” Susan paused and said, “Wow. It certainly sounds like he deserves some payback.
How should we handle the workouts?” Moira had thought about this, “Act like there is nothing wrong. Wait in the parking lot and follow us into the locker room. Terry will already be dressed to work out. We put our stuff in a locker and then put on our workout shoes. You should probably get a second workout outfit so you don’t have to dress and undress an extra time. Then walk in while we are putting our shoes on. Just say hi to me and Terry.
Don’t act like anything is wrong. Then go with us to the workout. Terry will be sitting there in workout tights, a sports bra, and a loose workout shirt. He can’t run away and he can’t pretend he doesn’t know you.” Susan thought it was crazy. But Moira pointed out Terry would not have a car. The more she thought about it the simpler it seemed. On Tuesday morning, Terry and Moira entered the club. Susan followed only 40 or 50 feet behind.
When Susan entered the locker room, she saw Moira sitting on a bench at the end of a row of lockers tying her workout shoes. She approached and saw Terry bent over doing the same. “Good morning Moira. And Terry, good morning to you too. I hope these sessions do as much for me as they have for the two of you.” She stepped past Terry and sat down on the bench. Terry’s head had popped up so quickly, Susan was surprised he did not fall over backward. The stunned look on his face showed terror.
Moira casually said, “They have a great morning program here. Terry and I love it. Right, Terry?” Terry was still trying to digest why Susan was here. But he heard Moira’s question. “Yeah. It’s a great program.” Susan asked, “Aren’t you going to say hello?” Terry looked up at her seeing she was also donning her workout shoes. He said, “Hello Susan. I guess I didn’t expect to see you here.” Susan looked at Terry and responded, “Well, I’m guessing your surprise was at least the same level as mine when I saw you in my class yesterday.
I had no idea you worked out here.” Moira jumped in, “Oh yes. Terry and I have been coming here regularly for almost two months now.” As they stood up to head out, Susan said, “Well you both look great and I hope I can have results like the two of you are getting.” Terry was furtively looking from Moira to Susan and they were both all smiles. Moira led the way followed by Terry and then Susan. Since it was Tuesday, it was the day they worked on the machines.
They entered the workout room and all went to meet with Amber, Terry, and Moira’s trainer. Moira introduced Susan saying she wanted to join them on their regular workout program. Terry felt like he was in some kind of fog. What was Susan doing here? Did this mean Susan knew about Terry’s personal problems? He had so many questions, but his thoughts were cut off when Amber began the session.
He had to concentrate on his workout and he filed the questions away for afterward. Susan was stunned. Terry was wearing the same workout outfit she was except he had on a different one of the t-shirts. Terry’s legs, hips, and ass looked phenomenal and she only hoped she could develop legs like his. But the surprising thing was Terry’s lower half looked like every woman in the room. He had nicely proportioned hips. Well, nicely proportioned for a woman. On top, Terry was not overly muscular. The chest development Susan had used to explain the way his shirts hung was obviously not a man’s developed chest.
Terry had two very proud-looking breasts held in by his sports bra. Susan was stunned because, if she had not known Terry before, you would have had a hard time convincing her that Terry was anything but a beautiful heartbreaker of a female. Susan watched Terry’s hair and his face and there was no mistaking the female aspects. After class, the three of them went to the smoothie bar and then headed for the locker room.
It wasn’t until all three of them were in their individual showers that Susan realized that it would normally bother her to be showering with a man in the stall next to her. But, was Terry really a man? All three of them went to the finishing stylists together and chit-chatted about the workout and other silly things. Susan drove in her own car. Moira and Terry got in her car and Terry immediately started interrogating Moira about why Susan was there.
Moira listened to the short rant and then responded, “Terry, All of U is a club. They are paid by our company to provide services. But they provide services for lots of people. Every woman who works in the administrative offices uses the services at All of U. They are just scheduled at different times than you and I. It was inevitable that someone from the company would be there at the same time as we were. There have probably been people we don’t know there. Obviously, there is no risk if they have no idea who we are. Susan seemed pretty comfortable.
Hell, she shared the locker room and showered in the cubicle next to you. I’ll talk to her to make sure she doesn’t cause any trouble. I think we’re fine.” Terry was not so sure. He was going to be a nervous wreck at work. Terry looked at Moira, “Susan didn’t say anything about me having breasts.”
Moira thought, “No she didn’t. Either she didn’t notice or she doesn’t care. She seemed pretty happy to have us there. I think she just likes the idea of working out with people she knows.” “But, Moira,” he continued, “Susan saw me getting makeup.” Moira said, “And you saw Susan getting makeup. Maybe you need to get over yourself.
You want to look good. Susan wants to look good. Hell, I want to look good. That is why we all allowed them to touch us up before we left.” Susan decided that at the office, she would think of Terry as the new office girl and treat Terry as such. She also concluded that she should think of Terry as a girl. It would make things easier.
That would make any interactions simpler. New girls needed guidance and everyone gave them their menial tasks. Terry and Moira headed into the office. Terry went off to make coffee. When he came out to deliver coffee to Moira and Doreen, Susan called over and asked, “Hey Terry the coffee smells great. Get me a cup, would you please?” Terry had picked up his filing and copying from Moira and Doreen. Terry placed his pile of work on the corner of Susan’s desk and took Susan’s cup and returned with a steaming cup of fresh coffee for her with just a little cream and sugar.
As Terry grabbed his pile of filing and copying, Susan grabbed a few files from her task box and asked, “Terry, I have a few things that need to be filed if you’re going to the filing room. Here you go.” And with that, Terry was doing the filing for three of the office ladies. As soon as Terry was in the copying room, Susan and Karen both popped in to deliver additional copying projects. Susan just said, “Terry, here are a couple of other copying tasks. Please drop them off at my desk when you’re done.”
Karen was surprised that Susan had not gone through the ritual of asking Terry to do the work. She just told Terry she had some work and handed it off. Karen added her things to the pile and said, “Thanks, Terry.” By break time several other secretaries had added to the workload. Susan and Karen retrieved Terry for the break and everyone huddled around the table after getting a cup of coffee.
Christy had joined them and she was talking about her upcoming wedding and all of the little plans. This occupied most of the women for the break. Terry had not been involved in many weddings and was pretty unfamiliar with the activities surrounding the wedding itself. As they were getting up, Christy assured everyone that they would be invited to the wedding.
