Lexie’s Lesbian Harem - Part 3 [Lesbian Harem TG]

Commissioned by Charonshope

Tanya is sick of her husband Devin; he’s dull and if it weren't for his riches, she’d have left him long ago. Together with her side lover, she hatches a plan to turn her Devin into a hopelessly slutty woman to join them in bed only for things to backfire when the newly transformed Lexie take hold of her own sexuality and seduces four lesbians instead! Tanya isn't about to give up though, she’ll do whatever it takes to control Lexie; will her newly formed harem be able to save her in time?

Chapter 3

Lexie grimaced at her reflection. When she’d returned home, Tanya had an outfit all laid out for her, and it was…something. Yes, something was certainly the only kind way she could describe it. She had no idea when or where Tanya had bought it because it certainly hadn't been part of their shopping spree; she would have remembered. 

The dress she wore was a hideous shade of mustard yellow, it was a shapeless, loose-fitting garment that hung on her like a sack, utterly failing to accentuate her busty figure. Where only a few days ago, Tanya had been dressing her in clothes so tight Lexie suspected they were a size too big, and this was the opposite. The fabric was an unfortunate blend of polyester and lace, neither of which did her any favours. The lace overlay was itchy and stiff, digging into her skin in all the wrong places, while the polyester underneath felt cheap and hot. 

The bodice was adorned with large, gaudy floral patterns in shades of brown and green, it reminded her of the vintage wallpaper in her grandmother's house as a child. As Lexie turned slightly to the side, she noticed the way the dress did absolutely nothing for her curves. It flattened her chest and made her hips look disproportionately wide. Maybe a few weeks ago, she wouldn't have cared. But since getting to know Nikki, Amber and her own body, she had come to love it's new shape. Hiding it away felt...wrong. Tanya didn’t seem to notice, though, she was beaming with pride. 

“You look so pretty, darling! This dress is absolutely gorgeous on you. It was costly, you know. The designer is very exclusive.”

Lexie forced a smile, her grimace hidden just below the surface. Tanya walked over and placed a gentle hand on Lexie’s shoulder, gazing at her through the mirror with loving eyes. 

“I knew you’d look amazing in it.”

Lexie bit her lip, holding back the urge to argue. She didn’t want to hurt Tanya’s feelings, especially when her wife was so clearly delighted with her choice. She took a deep breath and nodded, resigning herself to endure the monstrosity of a dress for Tanya’s sake.

It seemed almost unfair to stand on the front porch of Mia and Tiffany’s house wearing it when Tanya was dressed in a beautiful, slinky satin mini dress. When they opened the door, Lexie just about died. Their eyes immediately went to her and their smiles turned to looks of horror. 

“Who on Earth dressed you like that?” Mia gasped. 

“Why, she picked it out herself, of course,” Tanya replied before Lexie could reply. 

She glanced over in confusion and saw Tanya’s hard eyes. They were practically begging her not to say anything. Lexie bit the inside of her cheek. Tanya was probably embarrassed to have somebody so boldly insult her dress. It would be wrong to throw her under the bus.

“Yes, it’s…new.”

“No, it won’t do.” Tiffany shook her head. “Come in and we’ll help you.”

“That’s not necessary,” Tanya said as they walked in. Lexie couldn’t help but notice how close she was standing to Mia. “I feel like we have so much to catch up on. We’ve been neighbours for years and I have wanted to get to know you better for so long.”

She accentuated the last two words by squeezing Mia’s arm. Was…was she flirting with her? Was this the moment where they were going to have their threesome? Surely Tanya would have said something if that was the case and dressed her better. Tiffany and Mia shared a look and smiled.

“We feel the same way.” Tiffany smiled. " Why don't we go to the kitchen and open a bottle of wine? Mia, why don’t you give Lexie a tour, and we’ll swap?”

An arm threaded around Lexie’s, and Mia smiled before leading her down the hall in the opposite direction of the others. Rather than giving a proper tour, though, Mia went right to the end room, which turned out to be the master bedroom. Mia quickly shut the door with a giggle. 

“Okay, while Tiff distracts her, let’s get you fixed up.” 

Lexie blinked in surprise. She barely had time to process what Mia was saying before the biggest double walk-in wardrobe she had ever seen was flung open before her. 

“You can take your pick, though some of the smaller ones might struggle around your boobs,” Mia said thoughtfully. “You’ve got a really feminine figure. We should show that off. Have you tried pink yet?”

“Uh, no…”

“Excellent!” 

Mia dove into the racks of fabric and pulled out a tight-fitting, hot pink party dress with spaghetti straps. A little black bow decal was stamped in the corner. It looked like something you’d find on a Barbie doll. As much as Lexie had been enjoying exploring her new body and femininity, this was a bit much. 

“I don’t know…”

“Lexie, hunny bun. You need to embrace your new body.” Mia said sweetly, leaning against her so that their breasts squashed at the side. “Look at me!”

Mia was a girly girl if there was ever one. She was dressed in a lacy white mini-dress that perfectly showed off her fiery red hair. Little bows and flowers adorned the sleeves and everything else. 

“You don’t think it’s weird that I used to be a man?”

“Nah, if anything, that’s more exciting!” Mia giggled. “The second we saw what had happened, Tiff and I knew we had to save you from Tanya’s bad taste. She’s treating you like a dress-up doll.”

“... Isn't that exactly what you’re doing now?”

“No,” Mia said, her voice suddenly hard. “I am just helping you explore your girly side. Men, all of you have that soft, fun side ironed out of you young. You get told what colours are banned and how bows, sparkles and ribbons aren’t for you. It’s sad. This is your chance to try it! You have a clean slate! I want you to explore it.”

The door handle jiggled, then suddenly opened, and Tiffany stepped in. Her head was turned, and she called over her shoulder.

“I will just find the screwdriver! I can’t believe I forgot to warn you about that silly lock!”

Mia giggled;

“You locked her in the bathroom?”

“You what!?” Lexie gaped, trying her best not to laugh at the absurdity. 

“It was the only way we’d get to spend some time with you,” Tiffany said with a grin. “You think we didn't see through that two-faced invitation? Honestly, it wouldn’t be so easy to trick her if she wasn’t so arrogant.”

“Two-faced?” Lexie blinked, “What do you mean? She just wanted to get to know you two.”

“After years of being neighbours, making snippy little comments and rolling her eyes at us?” Mia said with a raised eyebrow. “Sure.”

Lexie squirmed; a part of her couldn’t help but think the same. It was odd that Tanya suddenly wanted to be friends with the neighbours she frequently complained about, but…people can always turn over a new leaf. 

“We won’t keep her in there long, just long enough for us to get you properly dressed.” Tiffany breezed past, reaching into the cupboard and pulling out a flowing, tulle dress that looked almost like it was made of blue clouds. “How about this?”

Lexie thought about what Mia had said for a moment; it would be nice to look at some clothes without Tanya giving her opinion. She’d be quick, and they’d let Tanya out, and then they’d all have dinner. At least then, she wouldn’t have to endure this awful mess of an outfit any longer. Still, she couldn’t help but feel a little guilty at the smile that formed on her face as she looked through the options Tiffany and Mia presented her. 

Lexie practically threw the horrid dress off, not even caring that she was parading around in her underwear. In fact, it felt almost empowering, especially when Tiffany wolf whistled.

“Girl, you should have done this years ago. You look fantastic!” She grinned.

Lexie batted her eyelashes and giggled as she finally picked out a pale pink mini-dress with matching gold earrings and heels. They were strappy, the kind that would show off the delicate curve of her legs. Mia helped her into them eagerly but stopped her before she could put the dress on. 

“First, one little touch.” She whispered, presenting a tube of gloss with a brilliant pale pink sheen. 

“Shouldn’t we do make-up after I put on the dress?” Lexie asked, and Tiffany just smiled.

“Normally, yes. But then I couldn’t do this.”

She leaned in and pressed her lips softly to Lexie’s own. It was so gentle she couldn't help but lean in and moan a little before pulling back with her cheeks burning; eyes immediately flying to Mia. To her surprise though, Mia didn't look offended, in fact, she looked aroused. Her eyes were hooded and her smile sly as she approached and did the same thing. 

No words passed between them. They didn’t need to. Lexie knew precisely what was happening and she couldn’t help herself. Mia tasted subtly different to Tiffany and as she pulled back she couldn’t help but lean back toward the other woman, switching between the two kiss by kiss and comparing the subtle differences in their feel. Tiffany’s lips were fuller, Mia’s smoother, Tiffany’s taste slightly sweet, Mia’s almost fruity like she’d been drinking wine. 

“Mmmm…We’ve been wanting this since we laid eyes on you.” Mia purred, softly running her hand along Lexie’s jawline. 

“R-really?”

“Oh yes,” Tiffany said. “We always liked you when you were Devin. I always thought you were too sweet for your wife. But of course, neither of us are into men, but when you changed-”

“All bets were off.” Mia giggled.

Somehow they had fallen onto the bed, Tiffany sat with her legs spread and Lexie nestled between them while Mia climbed into her lap. Lexie was sandwiched between the other two women; she could feel breasts crushing against her own and her back. Mia gave her one more kiss before pulling away, leaving her nestled safely in Tiffany’s arms as she undressed. The strip tease was playful and slow and Lexie felt her eyes go wide as Tiffany started to massage her tits throughout. 

When Mia was finally naked, she crawled back up, helping Lexie lay flat against the satin sheets and began kissing down her body. Lexie let her head hang over the edge so she could watch Tiffany strip for her. Then, when Tiffany was naked, she walked over to the dresser and pulled out a small vibrator and clicked it on with a wild grin. To Lexie’s surprise, she found the tiny device pushed into her palm.

“For my Mia.” Tiffany cooed, “Be a doll and put it in?”

Lexie didn't have to be told twice. She pressed the vibrator into Mia’s folds and watched as her eyes briefly rolled back.

“Ohhhhh…”

Finally, the three of them reunited on the bed, manoeuvring so that Lexie was eagle spread, with Mia kissing down her inner thighs and Tiffany bearing her pussy above her face. 

It was only as those wet folds were descending towards her lips that Lexie realised she was having her first threesome; this was what Tanya had wanted for them all along. She remembered the other night, though, how selfish a lover Tanya had been and then she remembered all the times before, back when she was a man. Sex was never about shared pleasure for her wife; it was about power. Here, though, Lexie was at the centre of it all for the first time, so when Mia’s tongue dove into her folds, she followed suit with Tiffany. 

She pressed the tip of her tongue to Tiffany’s clit and was rewarded with a beautiful, deep moan. Mia’s finger was slowly sliding up her passage, making com hither motions against her G spot while her mouth licked its way along her folds; the quiet buzzing of the vibrator in Mia’s pussy was barely audible over their gasps of pleasure. Lexie was in Heaven. Tiffany and Mia were both so tender, every touch felt better than the last and before she knew it she was moaning right into Tiffany’s pussy as she came. 

Mia kept licking, shivering and shuddering as she came as well but never letting up. The three of them moaned and writhed against one another as Lexie lost count of all the orgasms. Finally, Tiffany pulled back and left Lexie gasping, her face coated in juices. Her body felt like it was made of warm butter, utterly limp as the afterglow spread throughout. 

“I’d love to stay and cuddle.” Mia giggled, “But we should probably let Tanya out of the bathroom.”

Lexie snorted in laughter and then immediately felt bad as they hurriedly dressed. She reached for the dress Tanya had given her, but Tiffany shook her head and threw it in the bin. Lexie gave her a grateful smile. She had just finished fixing her makeup and slipped into the flowing dress when she heard Tanya in the hall again.

“About time!” She huffed, “I’ve been in there almost twenty minutes!”

“So sorry, we have been running around like chickens without heads trying to find a lock pick.” Mia excused.

Lexie just made it into the lounge room with Tiffany before Tanya finally walked in. Mia was at her heels, looking like she was trying very hard to look apologetic and failing miserably. Tanya’s eyes narrowed as she looked Lexie up and down; a cold sweat broke out on Lexie’s back under her gaze.

“What are you wearing?” She asked. “And what was all that racket a moment ago?”

Yes, they probably had been a little too loud. Lexie felt her face heating and Tanya clicked her tongue in disgust; she’d seen right through them. Tiffany glanced around nervously for a moment before composing herself and grabbing a few glasses. 

“Well, anybody for wine?”

~

It was all she could do to stop from storming out of the house when dinner was over. Never, in all her life, had Tanya felt so humiliated. It was obvious Tiffany and Mia had taken Lexie to bed; that slut’s face was a dead giveaway. They even dressed her up like a little sex doll! And then they had the audacity to barely give her a glance over dinner. 

No matter how many glasses of wine she talked them into or how often she showed off her amazing legs or chest, they only had eyes for her wife. Sex with her couldn’t have been that amazing, so why? Why was she being passed over when she was clearly the superior choice? Those tarts had been flirting with her since the day they moved in! This open marriage was supposed to be so she could have the sexual freedom she deserved! Not so her husband turned wife could get all the tail while she sat on the side lines like a spinster. 

“Tanya, don’t you think we should have stayed for dessert?” Lexie called, running out after her and stumbling in her heels. 

“Oh, is that what you’re calling it?”

“I…Tiff worked hard to make-”

“Tiff? Oh, you use pet names now, how cute.”

Lexie looked taken aback momentarily before her eyes hardened, and she stepped forward.

“You’re just jealous they wanted to sleep with me, not you.”

“And I’m the bad guy? For not wanting my wife to sleep around?”

“You were the one who wanted an open marriage!”

Now it was Tanya’s turn to be taken aback.

“S-Since when do you speak to me like that!”

“Since I figured out how poorly you’ve been treating me. You don’t actually seem to care what I want at all!” Lexie waved her arms around in frustration. “You keep talking and saying I want things or doing stuff ‘for me’, but it’s not for me at all. It’s for you!”

Tanya had to bite the inside of her cheek to keep from yelling again, but this would not do. Instead, she focused on the pain from her teeth and let her eyes water up as much as possible, channelling her rage into acting skills.

“How can you say that?” She asked, giving her voice a little wobble. “I’m just trying to help you, and look! Look how confident you’ve become. All thanks to the change I helped you go through.”

“I…well…”

“I just want us to have the right people in our bed. I wanted to make sure Tiffany and Mia would be equal partners, but it looks like they won’t. They just want you because you’re less discerning.”

“That’s not true…” 

“Darling,” Tanya grabbed her hand and stroked it softly. “I love you, but you sleep with any woman who pays you attention.”

“I…okay.” 

Tanya let out a breath out in relief. She would have to be more careful with her from now on. The sooner she got that special bimbathryone, the better. 

~

C: It’s a day away.

T: Amazing, let’s set up a date. One so romantic she never suspects anything, it’ll be her sexuality awakening. 

C: Sexual awakening?

T: Whatever, I’ll spin it somehow and she’ll be ours for good.

C: I’ll miss our times, just us though, sometimes. 

T: We’ll get plenty of time together, don’t worry. How about a last catch-up tomorrow while we wait for the bimbathryone to arrive?

C: It’s a date.