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Chapter 1


There I stood on a small train station in the Midlands, looking to find the exit. Standing on the platform was an old fashioned uniformed butler/chauffeur. He was in the hall bearing a sign with my name on it. I hadn’t expected this and let him know I was the Patrick he was waiting for, and shook his hand. I was wondering what was looking strange about him but could not really get behind it at that time, Except for the fact that chauffeurs where rarely seen anymore these days. Looking closer I noticed the uniform and hat where made of some odd kind of fabric it looked a bit like rubber. Not the normal shiny rubber but matte finished, you had to look really carefully to see it. I didn’t take much notice of it then because I was quite overwhelmed with his presence, let alone the huge Bentley he led me too.

I actually had a reasonably quiet c***dhood, until I had turned 18 that spring, everything went pretty normal. My parents where divorced, my dad was living with another woman in UK. I was living a quiet life with my rather dull mother in Germany. I had not seen my dad for almost 10 yrs, don’t know why my mum kept me from him, she only told me he was living an eccentric life on a mansion in the Midlands. She said he had no use for a little boy, so the only thing he did was give us a monthly allowance. I asked my mum on several occasions why he did not want to see me, and she told me she didn’t know but expected it was the women he was living with. She seemed quite an evil woman with a bad influence over my dad. I had seen pictures of her and could not believe that, as she appeared to be a very elegant and friendly lady, I quite fancied her. I don’t remember quite when we heard the bad news about my father. Probably when we watched the six o clock news about a plane crash that had happened in the UK Midlands. The phone rang and my mum got the news from a UK police officer. She was quite shocked although they were separated for over 12 years, he still was the man she had once loved. She sat down and told me the news with trembling voice.

I didn’t make much of it as I was not too keen on my dad, I felt neglected by him, left alone with a generous allowance to clear his conscience. However I did have some worries about the allowance, being used to living in the nice house we had, which was only possible with this allowance. If the allowance would stop, what would we do, how could we survive, but then again, I calmed down, thinking that my father was quite a wealthy man, the inheritance would probably make up for that. Within the next few days a letter from the solicitors arrived, my mother gave it to me as she does not read English. It was then and there that I read about my father’s will. He stated that he wanted me to live with my stepmother at the mansion, as a matter of fact I would not inherit anything nor would my mother if I didn’t come to live at the mansion. My mum was supposed to stay in Germany, still receiving a generous allowance, and I was to go live in UK at my father’s Mansion together with my stepmother, Mildred. I was in a bit of shock reading all this and needed a while for the idea to sink in, but thought well, must not be so bad being a Master of a mansion, I could always get a nurse to take care of the old broad if she became too much too handle. The trust fund I would get hold of was quite substantial and I could see myself living a rich mans life with all the advantages. My mother was crying of course, begging me to stay home in Germany, but as we would be without means and would struggle to keep ourselves alive, so I persuaded her there was no other option for me then to go, so few days later I packed a suitcase and went.





Chapter 2

When we drove down the country lanes I was imagining myself driving around in the Porsche I was thinking I was about to order, and was smiling, life was treating me well, my smile growing even wider when the chauffeur was turning into the driveway, giving me a nice view on the mansion. When the car stopped a maid came out to welcome us. She was very well dressed in what on first view looked a very traditional maids uniform, but when she came nearer I could see it was different as it had a soft shine over it and I could hear it rustle, strangely. It was obviously made of a similar rubbery fabric as the butler’s uniform but in a soft grey color and had a fitted bodice that made her perky breasts stand out really nice, it had a white Peter Pan collar, wide puffy sleeves on the upper arm part, yet tight fitting from the elbow down, with turned back French cuffs that looked like they were starched, it was buttoned through on the back with large fabric covered white buttons. The skirt part was not too wide and ended a little over her knees. The white bib apron worn over it had frilled shoulder straps and was short standing out nicely, almost looked like sort of a peplum. I didn’t think much of it at that time, and was introduced to Marie. She was not a young maid, she must have been around 50, very good looking for her age though, probably due to the fact she had a great figure, as well as a nicely made up face. Perfect bouffant hairdo, although from closer range you could see her makeup was applied quite generously. She had a nice warm smile though and she made me feel really welcome.

Marie asked me to follow her to my room, which I did, following her to the first floor. The room was quite large, modern decoration, large sized bed, huge window with great view over the gardens, two adjourning doors, one to a well-equipped bathroom, the other one to a closet, where Marie stored my suitcase. I was so overwhelmed by beauty and grace of the very large room, it didn’t even came into my mind at that time, that it looked a very feminine room and I didn’t had a look into the closet either, Marie returned to the room and had closed the door as I turned around after exploring the extensive view.

“Come along dear we must not let your Mother wait”, Marie said, “follow me to her quarters.” and I followed her again, feeling a bit nervous though, as I had only seen this woman once and that was more than 12 years ago. She was sitting on a couch in a large reception area and rose immediately when she saw me coming in. I noticed she was quite tall actually, she must have been at least 4 inches taller than me. Then I started my fast observation, from top to bottom and saw she was wearing elegant very high heeled shoes, which reminded me on the shoes I had seen Marie wear, although hers where not that high heeled. Then the legs her legs where really nice, slim ankles, she wore a tight pencil skirt that brought out her full hips and very slim waist really nice. She wore a wide belt and a shiny blouse with extremely wide billowing sleeves with an elegant pussy bow tie neck. Her face was very well structured, not quite what was seen as pretty, but the narrow features made her look very attractive and her hairdo looked like a huge auburn aura surrounding it. I came nearer to shake her hand and noticed she had nice slim hands with perfectly manicured long red fingernails. Her makeup reminded me a bit of Marie’s a little but hers was immaculate, her lips sharply outlined, strawberry red, rouged cheeks, nice large eyelashes showing under her large framed glasses.

“So you are Patrick” she said, “How nice to meet again, pity it has to be under these sad circumstances, your father and I led a very happy life together”. “Err…., hello Miss” I could only bring myself to say, her powerful image and her undoubted authority made it hard for me to get any other English words out of my mouth. “You can call me Mother, that will be fine dear”. As she stood up and went to the cupboard to pore us a drink. When she turned to the side I could see her well formed behind with a row of large fabric covered buttons running over the rear of her skirt, even drawing more attention to it. I also noticed she was wearing seamed stockings. I always noticed these kind of details, as I do have an attraction towards female clothes from my early teens. I even dressed in my own mothers’ girdles and stockings few on a few occasions.

She took a glass of sherry and handed me a glass as well, without even asking if I wanted a drink as well. I took a small sip, and it was a plain soda. “OK dear, let’s sit down and talk a few things through”. “You have had a letter from the solicitor’s about your father’s will, however the full will contains a bit more, let me try to explain things to you, starting from the beginning”. “You know why your mum and dad where separated, don’t you”? “Well, actually not” I explained, “my mother has hardly ever talked about my father , let alone about his relationship”. “OK this might be a bit shocking for you then, your father was, what is called a transvestite, meaning he loved to dress in woman’s clothes for pleasure and your mum could not cope with that, this was basically the reason for their separation”. “After you father had come to the UK, he started his own firm called Plastica® Inc. and started making all kinds of fetish related clothing, I will show you what that is all about later. Having been successful in real estate in Europe already he didn’t actually needed to work, but catering for the fetish scene is really something he liked doing very much. He has hired me as his personal assistant and over the years we have started to grow very close. Your father and I really hit it off and fell in love. With him dressing in female clothes, which I liked from the beginning and me being of bisexual nature, I preferred him living a female life 24/7. That is the reason you never met him again, as you mother had forbidden him to show himself to you when he was dressed in his female attire. He began taking female hormones and had some minor surgery to enhance some female features in his face as well as electrolyses to get rid of unwanted hair growth. I found her very attractive. She then showed me a photo album with a really pretty looking well dressed mature lady, this is her” and I could only agree she was attractive. My mind started to race a bit I felt a very confused, I always considered my father some male macho pig, as that’s how my mother must have painted him to me, the thought him dressing just the way I liked too, really made my head spin.

Now back to your father’s will. As the company has grown to be a really wealthy company with worldwide sales and nice profits he has left you quite a substantial trust fund, to be executed under my supervision however. This means you will have the live as he lived, you will be put under my supervision to follow the rules that he stated for as long as I live. You can read the complete will later on, it just means you will have to live the same female life as he did. My mouth started getting dry, one side of my mind wanted to jump up and down for joy because now I wouldn’t need to dress in secret anymore, where as the other half realized I had to give up all those rich boy dreams I have had the past few days. I knew. I also didn’t realize quite how far these rules were going to go. The joy part took over rapidly though, but I didn’t want to react too eagerly, which made me say, “Well mother, it seems I don’t really have much of a choice then, you got yourself a daughter”.
Chapter 3


“Oh how wonderful, welcome home, Patricia” she said and kissed me on my mouth. Let’s get some rest and then have you prepared more tomorrow. Go to your room and have a good nights sleep. Marie will wake you up early tomorrow morning for the first day of your new life. I walked down the hall, up the stairs and was able to find my room again, the d****s where closed, dim lights where switched on and the bed covers were opened on one side, a garment was laid out on the bed. The travel, as well as all the new experiences had really tired me out, I sat down on the bed to get my shoes off. It was when I sat on the bed I felt the bed sheets, they looked like silky satin, but felt somewhat different, they felt soft as rubber, yet with a bit more body in it, really smooth yet a bit rustly, very nice to feel though. That will feel nice when sleeping I thought. Then I threw my clothes over the chair and noticed a pair of female panties hanging over it. They were made of similar fabric, high waisted and with nice ruffles on the edges. Out of habit I looked around if there was no one able to watch me touch them, but then I realized they were meant for me. I held them to my cheek and thought wow I can get used to this life easily, and pulled them slowly over my legs. They fitted me snugly, because my little manhood was responding instantly with growing rock hard. They felt really delicious and only then I remembered the gown lay on the bed as well. It was a negligee and a nightgown made of the same pale blue fabric of the panties. I pulled the nightgown over my head and shuddered when I felt it slide over my body. It was a very wide cut gown, no sleeves, yet on the shoulders it was tied together with a small bow. When I pulled the peignoir over it I felt like I was in heaven. This was even wider creating a huge d**** and had very wide puffy three-quarter sleeves and closed with three pearly buttons and loopholes at the neck. I d****d myself on the bed and pulled the sheets over me, still wondering how wonderful all this lovely fabric felt, and fell asleep almost instantly.

Next morning at 6 o’clock, Marie opened the d****s and said; “wake up, sleepyhead” Time for your bath. I opened my eyes I was confused for a few seconds, but then I realized again what was happening to me and I was wide awake, right away. Marie already had a bath running and I said; “good morning Marie” whilst she answered; ”good morning Madame Patricia” my how I loved the sound of it. She helped me out of the negligee and nightgown, when I noticed her uniform, although quite ordinary looking from a distance, looked very classy from close up and it looked like a similar fabric. I asked her about the fabric and she explained me that this fabric has made my fathers’ company world famous, it is called Plastica®. I was a bit anxious about getting out of the panties, but Marie insisted she had to help, telling me she had seen some before and I decide to give myself over fully to her. She then sat me down on a stool and got out an electric razor. She then started shaving my head with it, before I could say anything a complete row was almost bald already. “Heh, what’s this for?” I asked. You will be wearing all sorts of wigs Patricia, we glue them on for a better hold that will only go on a bald head otherwise it would hurt you too much taking them off again. After she shaved me bald, she started smearing some sort of cream over it, then also over my eyebrows, and chin, after that all over the rest of my body. I felt it sting a little bit, but nothing serious. This is the best depilatory cream available, Marie told me, not only will it feel completely smooth in a few minutes, but also will it remain so for at least two weeks, later you will be treated with electrolyses in most places. About your eyebrows, for different outfits different shapes of eyebrows can be needed, this way we can just draw in what you like. My daughter Rebecca is beautician, she has been working here for over ten years and has done all your father and stepmothers make up as well, she will be here in a few minutes. Don’t worry dear she has seen it all before. OK now off into the shower and rinse all the cream off. I saw all my body hair rinse away and loved the smooth feeling on my arms and legs. When I switched the water off, Marie was waiting for me with a large fluffy towel. She dried me off a bit and told me to turn around, and put my hands on the stool. I felt a cold sensation in the left cheek of my bottom and a stinging. “Already done dear nothing wrong”. “What is that?” I asked. These are fast working hormones dear, they help you develop breasts as well as forming your body into a nice feminine shape. You will feel your nipples starting to feel a bit funny soon, but nothing to worry about. Now two more injections in your breasts with a special liquid will make them grow immediate. The liquid will stabilize and then form a tissue feeling just like natural tissue, much better feel then old fashioned silicones.

Marie took a piece of cotton and wiped it just under my nipples, it felt a bit cold and made them feel numb. You will not feel much of it dear, this is an anesthetic. I then saw a large syringe go in and indeed hardly felt anything. I saw my breast enlarge quite rapidly, and before I knew it had a pair perfect formed B cup breasts. This will do Marie said, don’t want to overdo it, within the next two weeks when the hormones kick in, they will grow into perky C cups, may be even D. OK now of in the bathtub Marie said and helped me in the lovely smelling bath she had prepared. It felt really soothing and relaxing. Looking down at my breast was still a bit odd, but I loved the sight, I touched my nipples and felt a buzz going through my body, the feeling was so intense, it sort of shot directly into my loins and made my manhood stand out in the bubbles of the bath. Ah I see you have discovered your nipples, Marie said laughing…. Ok get out of the tub dear, Rebecca will be here soon, she will need some time on you. I got out of the tub and Marie dried me of again, she then took a spray can and sprayed some liquid over my intimate area and I immediately felt my penis go limb, Marie saw my scared look and explained to me that is was called liquid chastity, it would make me limp for 24 hrs, or when one uses another can the neutralize the liquid. Works very well, and is much easier to wear the other chastity devices. Now put your hands on the stool again dear and bend over. I feel some cold liquid again on my behind and feel Marie lubricate my entrance, and then a plug is being pushed in, just when I wanted to say it hurts, it went in completely and the pain was gone. This is a small training plug, Marie explained, it will make you walk more femininely.

She then got me into the bedroom again, and I saw she had laid out some clothing on the now made up bed. First came a corset, it was a pinkish item made of heavy satin, it looked quite rigid and scared me a bit, on the bottom I saw a row of about a dozen garters dangling down. She told me to grab a bar that hung down from the ceiling and wrapped the corset around my torso and closed the front hooks. It felt tight right away, and felt like a vice gripping me from my protruding breasts down to below my hips, in the lower part there was sort of a sleeve where my now limp penis got put into and I was turned around for Marie to work on the laces. I felt the laces being closed and it felt like a harness was closing around me. It felt sort of comfortable in the beginning but soon began to hurt. Marie kept working on the laces and I told her “STOP, I can’t breathe anymore”. Take short shallow breaths, dear, I will let you recover for a moment. After a few minutes I indeed felt a little better and felt Marie tighten the laces once more before tying them in a knot. OK sit down, dear, so I can get these nylons on your pretty legs. I felt the smooth nylon stockings slide over my legs and this was another beautiful sensation, I had worn nylons before but these felt different, being fully fashioned, and over my now ultra smooth legs. She attached the six garters on each stocking and had me stand up to straighten the seams. Then I was to step into a pair of smooth plastic panties, again high waisted but with 6 rows of ruffles horizontally over the rear. Then I was allowed to sit down again, and Marie took a pair of black patent high heeled shoes with a wide ankle strap. I felt my feet in them they felt quite tight but not uncomfortable, although they arched my feet quite severely. The strap was fastened around my ankle with a click. When the other shoe was done as well she helped me stand up slowly. At first it felt impossible to stretch my legs fully, my knees remained bent, Marie held me otherwise I would have fallen over. After a few minutes though I could stretch my legs, and walk a few small steps. “How high are these heels, Marie?” I asked. “6 inch” Wow I thought the old shoes of my mum I had worn were only 3 inches. I looked in the mirror and was quite taken with what I saw. I saw a perfect feminine body with my head, now bald. The curves where in the right places and indeed the heels did shape my legs into a really sexy shape.

I heard a knock on the door and saw a very pretty head peek around the door. “Oh hello Rebecca, you are there already, one minute and we will be in the salon”; Marie said. She took a dress from a coat hanger and said: “put your arms out dear”. I felt the smock slide over my arms and was turned around, so Marie could button it up at the back. It was a simple soft pink straight smock dress, with short puffy sleeves. Marie did the large pearly plastic buttons up on the back and tied the 4 inch wide belt around it. It was also made of really smooth Plastica® fabric. The wide belt made my hips stand out nicely and the skirt partly tapered nicely towards my knees, to finish just over knee. The belt was matching black to my shoes. Ok dear come along, we will have to walk down the hallway to Rebecca’s Salon.




Chapter 4

The salon was two doors down from my room and looked like a fully equipped professional salon, and Rebecca was like her mother. She wore a smock similar to mine, only in pale blue, with a pale blue belt and white shoes. Her makeup and nails looked as immaculate as all the ladies I had met here before, only difference was that was at least 4 inch taller then her mother. Her hairdo was a special colour it was nearly black yet had a dark red shine to it. Her dark brown eyes matched it perfectly. Hi Patricia, I’m Rebecca, I will take care of your beauty and hairdo’s most days. I will teach you within the next few days how to do your own when needed. Now sit in this large chair and we will get you respectable my dear.

I sat down and was covered with a huge shampoo cape in similar pink as my smock and the Plastica® fabric d****d exquisitely over me. A smaller sized milky white transparent cape was d****d over it this one had a very tight neck part. OK mum leave me to it, I will call you when I am finished with her, she said when Marie left the room. She had sort of a pencil and drew a few lines on my cheeks. I could not see anything, due to the seat being almost completely reclined. After that I felt the coldness of the anesthetic cotton again and another now smaller syringe appeared. This is to make your cheekbones stand out a little more. This will also fill in your lips a tad, to smoothen out your features. We will get back to your nose later to make it a little smaller. Now I want you to bite in this wax piece first dear, we will get it off to Dr. Lieberman right away to have him prepare your dentures. “Dentures I asked, will that be necessary? Oh yes absolutely love, they will make your cheeks decrease a bit more and give you the perfect white smile.

So this was the last injection for now love, this will do so far. Let me clean your face first then put on the first layer of cream foundation. You might have noticed by now that all the ladies wear quite a thick layer of makeup. This was your father’s idea of beauty and he has made us all love to look the part, so we all feel naked now without at least one generous layer of cake foundation. So now I will blend it in with powder, and let it set for a while, whist preparing your nails. First we will have to clean them and get the ridges back nicely. Then I will glue on the acrylic ones with an UV hardening glue. So this will do for now, while they harden, let’s get back to your face. Yes this is ready for the second layer now, specially round the eyes. OK perfect, again blend in with powder and it looks great. Now to your eyes, I will start out with drawing in a nice pair of arched eyebrows, because your facial structure is quite fine, we can do with nice thin ones, in a nice attractive arch. Now the eye shadow, a mid blue for the inner sides, lighter blue towards the outsides, I will teach you soon how to do this yourself. These eyelashes are glued on semi permanent the will stay on for two weeks. They are curled to perfection and thick black by itself, so you need not to worry about mascara. A small stripe of eyeliner finishes the eyes of dear. This is a very soft red blusher, always make sure to use plenty for the right look, also here working in layers is best. I usually do the first layer before the lips and a second after.

OK now the lips first let me draw the exact outline then we will fill it in with this strawberry red lipstick. First layer, then back to the blusher. OK that’s perfect now, second layer on the lips, and then set off with lip-gloss for a nice shine. This gloss has sparkles in it to make your lips shine divinely.
Now this looks lovely dear, let me get you sitting up a little more. Now I will pierce both your earlobes dear, hurts a tiny bit for a second but clip-on’s hurt all day. So normally the rings will have to stay in for two weeks, but these pearl knobs are set in medical stainless steel, so no worries there.


OK, that’s the face finished love, now your hair, let me find you a nice wig. A huge cupboard door slides open and dozens of beautifully coiffed wigs are lined up in rows. Rebecca chooses a dark red bouffant with a nice flip on the rear. She brushed some fluid on my head and put the wig on top of it. She adjusted it a little bit and left it on. Now sit still dear, while I shape and color your nails. After that I can put final adjustments on the hairdo and we are ready. I felt quite comfortable now, the corset was not too bad anymore, actually it was quite a nice feeling to be able to hang into it, gave me a nice secure feeling. Rebecca shaped my nails into perfect long rounded tip fingernails, a shape that made my hands look really slim. She coloured them in a matching strawberry red to the lipstick. Now let me get this comb and get your hair its definitive shape. She picked into the wig with the back of the pointed comb and then got a can of hairspray. “Now close your eyes, beauty, this stings when sprayed into your eyes”. And I heard and felt the hairspray all around me. It was a lovely smell and she must have used the entire can according the time she kept on spraying.


OK dear time to get the capes off and get you out of the chair, I bet your Mother is dying to see the result. Marie came in again and immediately burst into a loud OOOOOH, my goodness what a lovely lady you are Patricia. I felt my cheeks reddening but looking into the any mirrors made no difference, due to the layers of makeup. I find it a bit strange to look at this so perfect coiffured lady with her pale beautiful face, yet being able to make it move as it was my own face, it took me several minutes to sink in that it was really me. I had loved the plastic panties from the beginning, but loved them even more now. Due to my chastity, my sissy clitty remained limp, but the constant excitement really got my juices flowing, I felt a constant stream of precum oozing out and was glad it did not drip on the floor. Come on dear, let’s get you ready for your mother, Marie said leading me back to my room.

There she unbuttoned my smock dress and took it off me. She held out a small blouse, it was very short, elasticized at the bottom to fit just below my perky breasts. It had a stand up collar with a huge frill bib at the front. The sleeves were very wide and closed with a three button cuff with small pearl buttons and loops. I felt Marie fasten similar buttons down the back. The fabric of the blouse was a very shiny pearlised Plastica® which seemed even smoother than previous fabrics. Then Marie held out a dark grey fitted pinafore dress, again closed on the back with a row of large fabric covered buttons. The same 4 inch black patent belt was put on again and I saw a nice stylish P above the left breast. This is your corporate uniform Patricia, all Plastica® staff wear this uniform or similar ones regarding their function and rank.

OK dear, let’s get you down for a little breakfast your mother is waiting for you. Coming in the kitchen I saw my stepmother sitting at the table with a bowl of fruit. She looked up when she heard us coming and her face froze for at least ten seconds. “PPPatricia….” She asked, is that you. I smiled at her and said: “Yes, stepmama it is me Patricia”. “Oh my, dearest, you look much better than I could ever dreamt of” and tears started forming in her eyes. “if you only your father could have seen you like this, just once, she would have been so very proud of you, dear daughter”. “On the other hand, I am really proud to have such a pretty stepdaughter dear. I feel we will get along just fine, I had half expected you to fit in nicely as you have part of your lovely father’s gene’s, yet never expected you to blend in so agreeably”. When she hugged me and kissed my pretty mouth, I had a tear or two as well. I would have loved to have lived with my father before, I wouldn’t have had to dress secretly then, and would have been able to see how beautiful she really looked. “Have a bite to eat dear, take this bowl of fruit” Mother told me, after breakfast I will give you a tour around the house and we will have a look at Plastica® Inc. after that.

Mother told me all there was to know about the mansion, its history and roots, everything, and after our light breakfast she showed her around the premises babbling along like we have been close friends all of our lives, it was quite amazing how well we got along, on the other hand, Patricia was pretty much like her father, who Mildred has been very much in love with. I told her all about my mother, picturing my father as a bad father who left his only son for some cheap woman, telling me I was like him, on every occasion I did something she did not approve of. No I know what she must have felt like, I feel really sorry never to have met her. I also told her how mad she went when she had once found me wearing her girdle and stockings, she was mad at me for over a week. Not that it stopped me from dressing in her clothes, oh no, the only result was I became more careful. My stepmother only laughs, understanding realizing now why I adapted to my new role with such ease, and knew now why my father had known this upfront.

“Let’s grab us a quick coffee and have Jenkins drive us to the company, it is not far from here. When we were back in the kitchen, Marie was pouring the coffee, yet she complimented me again, and let us know we actually looked very much alike, we could have been natural born mother and daughter quite easily. “Thank you Marie”, mother said; “Can you ask Jenkins to drive the Bentley out for us?” We finished our coffees and headed out to the hallway. Looking out we could see it had started to drizzle and my stepmother took me aside in the wardrobe where I saw a long row of raincoats hanging in all colors of smooth shiny Plastica® fabric. She selected a shiny white flowing rain cape for me to wear and attached a matching fabric head scarf over my hairdo. She then selected a similar styled pearlised pink matching set for herself. We then stepped out the front door to head for the waiting Bentley. Sitting down in the reclined seats felt a bit uncomfortable with the tight corset and plug, but nothing too serious, step mamma told me it was only a ten minute drive anyway.




Chapter 5

Arriving at the company we stopped at a lovely large entrance area, in front of a perfect looking large building. It looked nice and clean with a large Plastica® Inc, on it. When we entered the main hall, the receptionist at the desk also wore a similar dress as mine, the other side was sort of a display area where I could see several mannequins standing, wearing all sorts of interesting clothes. In the short period I had learned to know the Plastica® fabric I had really fallen for it, and began to feel really special when watching it, as well as wearing, feeling, smelling or hearing it. A nice girl came right to us and started to unbutton our capes right away, and took them from us. My stepmother had a short conversation with what looked like some executives, when she called for me and introduced me to them. I immediately recognized all the ladies wearing very pretty Plastica® dresses, but also the men wore suits made of Plastica® even saw one or two with pinstripes. They looked really attractive in them. Mother took me towards the elevator and we went up to the first floor. We went straight to the right out of the elevator and right again was the door to her office. There she told me all about the company, how my father had made all the designs for fetish clothing of all kinds, not only catering for the transgender community but also for the club scene, gay community, hardcore fetish, S&M, as well as regular fashion. When we started selling our line of products we where kind of lucky that the internet had gone into action, we started with sponsoring a few high class video production companies who used our products in their video’s. That’s how the fetish world came to know about Plastica®. Later on we sold only to trade, and remained producer only. We now produce a vast range of fetish clothing as well as all sorts of related products. All production facilities are in Thailand, all fabric is produced there as well, as garment production is by 150 seamstresses, all trained in our own training center. We only sell the highest quality items therefore we take great notice of our production facilities and only produce fabric for our own needs. We do not sell any sheet fabric to other production facilities, to make sure we keep our quality standards. New products are all made here and are all tested and approved by a highly skilled staff. I will introduce you to several of our special products real soon, besides the standard fashion clothes which we all wear, which is of course is all made of the same fabric.

OK dear, enough for today, we will go down and you can meet with our head seamstress Gloria, she will take all your measurements today as well as over the next two weeks. She needs them for some prototypes she makes for us to test, all new models are tested by ourselves, your father and I did it in past, I think she would have loved it if we continue that tradition. We took the elevator down again and headed left into a corridor into a modern style office in the front, but looking through the other door I could make out a real fifties style fashion studio. It had patterns hanging everywhere, dressing dummies with clothes in different stages, roles of fabric stashed in a cupboard, as well as several seamstresses working on items or running around like it was day before seasons major fashion show. Gloria came walking towards us and I could make out right away it was her. A big fluffy extremely large hairdo, darkish grey with a pink tint over it, very heavy makeup, I had never seen anything like it, making her looks really good for the her 66 yrs of age. She had a pair of specs hanging round her neck on a cord, as well as a tape measure, she wore what looked like sort of a lab coat in soft pink, hanging open on the front, over a shiny black tight fitted dress, which gave a glimpse of her very tight waist. “She must be wearing some extreme piece of corsetry”, I thought. Gloria was a seamstress my father had met in Paris in the 50’s, who she hired from the day she started in the fashion industry, Gloria has been loyal to the company ever since joining it.

“Hello Gloria”, my mother said, “this is my stepdaughter Patricia”. “Oh, madame” Gloria said with a heavy French accent, “she is beautiful”. Mother explained to Gloria about the measurements and at a finger click one of the girls took me by my arm to another room. This room was an oasis of rest, and looked more like a hospital room it was so clean and quiet. The girl started unbuttoning my dress on the back and explained about the measuring. Madame Gloria had always measured the models herself, but with nowadays computer technology a full body scan can be made in an instant. The measurements would be sent out to all places they where need, design as well as prototype and production area’s. The company could even offer an almost similar service to its customers, using the clients’ webcam for data acquisition. I was dressed in my corset and heels and had to go and stand in front of the blue screen, on a sort of a turntable. I had to stand still for a minute, the table made a complete turn. That’s all the girl said holding out my blouse and dress again.

Brought back in the main hall I saw my stepmother standing talking with madame Gloria and went to them as they were obviously just saying goodbye. I said goodbye to Gloria, as well as the same girl that took them from us, brought us our capes again. The drizzle had stopped so we only wore them over our arms and went to the car, where I could see Jenkins was just loading some large bags in the rear. We went back to the mansion. In the car my stepmother gave me a kiss on my mouth, saying: “I am so glad to have won such a lovely stepdaughter, love, you make my loss more bearable, I will introduce you deeper into our world after a quick bite to eat when we return”. The look in her eyes scared me a bit but also excited me, it was obvious the liquid chastity was losing its force as I felt a strong buzz in my loins, and my clitty started to throb.
Marie was serving us a light meal in the kitchen she told my mother that Rebecca had been able to arrange an appointment with Dr. Lieberman first thing tomorrow morning. “Oh that is great news”, she said. He will also take care of the vocal cords as well, so it can all heal in one go. I got scared a bit again for the pain from extracting my teeth, but mother assured me it would be not so bad at all. Dr. Lieberman will use full anesthetics and you will sleep for three whole days. After the extraction the dentures are put in right away so in these three days the gums will heal exactly in the shape of the dentures, when you wake up not only will the fit perfectly, but also will the gums be healed. The vocal cords will be injected with Botox injections these will thin them just a little bit and make your voice a little higher pitched. In these three days, Gloria’s staff will have your wardrobe extended with some proper fitting corsetry, as in these three days the hormones will do their job forming you in double speed






Chapter 6

After our little meal Marie took me up to my room, where I was unbuttoned out of my pinafore dress and blouse. Stepmother came into the room as well with one of the bags I had seen Jenkins carry into the car. “Now relax dear, trust your stepmother, this will be of great interest to both of us”. Marie undressed me completely and I must admit, the shoes did begin to hurt a bit, as well as the corset. When I was naked, they brought me to the bathroom. Where I was let into a steamy warm relaxing bath, and stepmother and Marie left me in the bathroom. I must have dozed off in the relaxing bath as the next minute they came back in and both had changed outfits, so it must have been several minutes later. My stepmother now wore a soft pink hairdo it was a giant bubble shape. She and Marie now wore what looked like a white Plastica® uniform, with a high stand up collar. It fitted their bodies very tightly and had a row of large pearly buttons running down over both breasts. When Marie took a towel I saw that hers also had a similar row of buttons down the back. The dresses’ where over knee length and the lower part was tight fitting. They had long sleeves, bit puffy on the shoulders, tapering into a tight fit at the cuffs with a row of 5 buttons on each sleeve. They wore white gloves as well and white stockings with extreme high white oxford shoes, their heels must have been 7 inches high. They almost looked like nurses. After I got out of the tub, Marie toweled me dry and I was told to take place on the bench in the corner on my hands and knees. “What are you going to do with me?” I asked, feeling a bit fearful the way they looked. Nothing to worry about dear, we have to clean you out so we will give you a soothing enema. I didn’t have a clue what to expect, but knelt down on the bench, and felt some lubricant spread in my pussy hole. After that I felt the nozzle enter me and Marie pumped on a little ball which expanded something I felt inside of me. She pumped another ball which I felt expand on the outside. Looking to the side I noticed I could see what the where doing in the mirror, and saw a few tubes protruding from me, two with rubber bulbs hanging down, the third going up to some sort of container. Stepmother opened a tap and I felt my bowels being filled with a warm liquid. First it didn’t feel too bad, but shortly after it felt like my belly was about to explode. “Keep Breathing slowly dear”, my stepmother told me. And after a few minutes she closed the tap and I felt the pain slowly becoming more bearable. They took one of the tubes of and told me to go over to the toilet, before sitting down, Marie let the air escape from one bulb and took the nozzle out. As soon as I sat down, I could feel the flow coming out, giving me great relieve. After a few minutes I felt I emptied my bowels complete and was put up to the bench one more time, for a another turn.

After the third enema they told me they where happy and properly cleaned out, they got me up, to powder my complete body. I was told to bend over again and felt another plug being entered again. Although it went in a bit harder it did feel nice when in. I stood up and felt an immediate twitch in my half hard clitty. Marie took my clitty and I felt a cool steel device being put around it as well as over my balls. It was sort of a specially shaped ring, with a piece protruding downward touching my perineum right on the sensitive spot. My clitty now protruded forward nicely and I felt a nice feeling from the plug in my loins as well. My stepmother explained it was due to the shape of the plug, sphincter contractions would make it massage my prostate. The result was a clear drop of precum, hanging from it, what Marie whipped it off with her finger and licked it off. “mmm” she said, this tastes so sweet.





Chapter 7

I was brought over to the lacing bar again and Marie got this horrible looking corset out. It was even longer than the one I had worn before, the cups were only half cups, the corset itself had twice as much boning as the other one. It was shiny white and there where at least 8 one inch wide garters dangling from each side. Marie put it around me and closed the front bust. The cups lifted my small breasts really nice and made them look very perky, and it seemed the hips where made of thicker material, there were some sort of silicon hip pads sewn in. Mother lifted my boobs into the cups and touched my nipple doing so. This small touch shot a wave of pleasure through my body as a matter of fact I must have given a light shudder then and there. I closed my eyes and let a small moan out. For my clitty, there was some sort of sleeve attached to the inside of the corset, forcing it to point downwards, with its shiny head just peeking out from under the over hip corset. When the bust was fully closed the corset felt quite comfortable, until mother started working on the laces. She had to wait a few minutes to have me catch my breath, but the final result was so great, I could see such a voluptuous woman in the mirror.

Next on where the white full fashioned nylon stockings, Mother and Marie all took great care that the seams were perfectly straight as well as the garters evenly spaced. Then mother brought in some boots. I had never seen boots like that, they where thigh high, made of soft shiny white patent leather, fully laced and had at least 7 inch heels. I had to sit down to give them the opportunity to fasten them. They slide quite easily over my feet, and it took a while to fully close the laces, the laces were pulled is if it was a corset, they felt really tight. When they were both done they helped me stand up and I was surprised how comfortable they felt, due to the tight lacing it was not even hard to stand up in them. Balancing took me a few minutes, but nothing too bad. Now mother brought in a shiny white neck corset. As a matter of fact it was a half face mask covering the lower part of the face below the nose. It had a pair of extremely pouted lips painted on. “Open your mouth precious” mother said, and I felt a larger rubber mouthpiece enter my mouth, the corset was closed on the back and the half face mask went over my face. It looked like the corset was coming over my chin, with only a pair of extreme pouting lips coming out. The corset fixed my neck, it stretched it a little, I could not move my head forward, backward, or left to right.

Ok honey, lift your arms up again, and I felt a huge bouffant transparent Plastica® petticoat, made of 5 layers, this was being put over my head. I felt the elastic snap over my waist, and the rustling petticoat stood out almost horizontal. Then the shiny white dress was brought in, it went over my head, and I had to put my arms in one by one into the sleeves. The sleeves where very puffy and extremely wide on top part, from the elbow to wrist they were really tight, with a large ruffle at the hands. It was a little difficult to get the sleeves on though, it was only when I got them both on and Marie was closing all the buttons on the back, that I realized the sleeves were attached to the bodice of the dress so that my arms where fixed, unable to move them in any direction. Mother smoothed the skirt over the petticoat, and I saw that the hem of the skirt had a huge ruffle all around its circular hem. The cleavage was very low cut, and had a similar ruffle. It exposed my cleavage nicely from under the neck corset.

The image I saw in the mirror really excited me tremendously, and caused my clitty to drip precum on the floor. I felt a bit helpless, yet also comforted, I could really surrender myself to the corset now and with the lace boots, it was not bad at all. Mother and Marie then took me to another room, I had not seen this room yet, I later found out it was mother’s room. It had a huge Plastica® covered bed and mirrors on two walls. In front of one of the mirrors some sort of stainless steel pole about one inch in diameter protruded upward from the floor, about one foot high. They took me to the pole and turn me around, facing the bed. I had to lift my right foot and a large ring hanging from the inside of my ankle on the boot was slid over the pole. Mother helped to keep my balance and Marie helped me to do the same with my left foot. I now could not move my feet from the pole anymore. Then Marie took the pole and pulled it upward, it could slide up and I heard it being attached with the plug I was wearing with a click. I could feel the plug being attached to the pole firmly now and realized I was fully immobilized. If I moved I could feel it in my pussy and feel the plug touch my prostate, which made my pussy drip. I rubber cap was placed over my clitty head and clipped to the pole, it has a small hose coming out that Marie brought out to the back and it was attached on my neck corset. OK dearest this will teach you several things today, first as you will notice, the cap on your clitty is directly connected to the mouth piece of your mask. It will learn you to love the taste of your cum. Your plug is connected with the pole, it has a high tech electronically controlled movement as well as vibrating functions in it, which have several possibilities, we can adjust it from keeping you on the brink for hours, to keep you cumming in gallons, time after time. I have set it to the last option to drain you really well, whilst watching your stepmother enjoy herself with her favorite maid.

Al I could do was stand there, the pole and the dress kept me fixed to my place completely, and the mouthpiece prevented me from screaming. I felt really helpless, but what worried me more is that this feeling excited me so much. My heart beated like mad, and now the pole started to take off into the movements, I felt precum ooze out in a small stream every time the plug touched my prostate. It didn’t take long before I tasted the precum flow into my mouth which aroused me even more. Due to the sleeve in the corset, my clitty remained forced down, which felt a bit strange yet It could not raise into normal erect position, yet felt very nice.

Mother and Marie then sat down on the bed looking at me, “isn’t she looking beautiful”, Marie said and Mother kissed her for that. It was quite a lovely sight, seeing two such beautiful ladies putting their pretty lips together. The kiss held on and I could their mouths open tongues’ getting together for the luscious dance of love. I was such an erotic sight for me and I guess all the experiences of the day, as well as the plug moving massaging my prostate, I came there in a shuddering explosion. The feeling was very intense yet caught me by surprise. Before I realized it I stood there shuddering and trembling, with a real high breath frequency. I had to swallow really quickly as there was no way my cum could go anywhere else than down my throat. It was the most intense experience of my life and it looked like it went on for minutes. Mother and Marie had stopped their kissing and were smiling with lust filled eyes, before unbuttoning each other’s dresses, taking turns on turning their backs towards each other.

After my sudden orgasm it took me quite a few minutes in which time I had been watching my stepmother and Marie stripping each other down to corsets and stockings. They had sat down again and I saw Marie sitting there in her pretty pink Plastica® corset with matching pink pair of directoire knickers with beige stockings, where as mother wore a lovely shiny black Plastica® corset, with nearly black stockings and a matching black high waist ruffled panties. When I got my sense back I saw their hands stroke each other bodies all over and I could see they where really getting excited. I almost fainted when Mother stood up and Marie pulled the pretty black panties down. A huge long thin penis stood out nicely erect from between her legs. I must have been at least 8 inches long and was the prettiest one I had ever laid eyes on ( not that I had much reference, apart from a few schoolboys I had seen erect). It was all such a natural sight to me that it started to make sense after that my stepmother was the prettiest transvestite in the world. I knew why my father had fallen for her. Marie helped mother out of her panties and grabbed her lovely clitty in her both hands. She started licking and kissing it all over and really gave me a great view of it.


Watching this made me going again as well and the movements of the plug started to increase again, as I felt I was about to cum again, the moving faded away again. Marie kissed and licked the shiny head, encircling it with the tip of her tongue. Then she let the head slide into her mouth completely, and the form of her cheeks made it obvious she was sucking it deeply. Then she opened her mouth a bit more and let most of the length slide into her mouth real nice and slow. It was such an erotic sight to watch, and although the movements of the plug had subsided I felt a second wave of cum entering my mouth. Not the splattering orgasm like the first, but my wiggle obviously pushed my prostate on the plug, letting a large flow of precum out without letting out a real orgasm, although I could even feel the shudder in my nipples, probably very similar to a female orgasm.

When I returned to my senses I saw Marie on her hands and knees on the bed, and mother standing behind her, sliding her directoire knickers over her bottom, lubricating her pussy whole. She then pushed her large clit to her behind and I saw it slid in really slowly. I saw Marie shudder when its clitty head was pushed in and then saw the full length slide in slowly. It was only now that I could see Marie having a clitty as well. Not as large as mother’s yet very nice and rigid, I was really confused now, how it was ever possible for such pretty ladies to actually have been men before in their lives. I saw the complete length of Mother’s clit slide in and out of Marie’s pussy hole. It was such an erotic sight not like any fucking scene I had seen on any porn video, this was totally different. Mother moved her hips forward and back really slow and by the look on Marie’s face she enjoyed it very much, her eyes rolled a bit and she threw her head into her neck from time to time, yet whatever got me most was the noises they both made, first Mother who let out soft moans, in similar pace as her hip thrusts, where as Marie sort of growled, sort of purring but then louder. Towards Mother’s climax, the pace only slightly increased, Marie made small receptive movements as well, almost as if she was milking mother with her pussy muscles. The movements the plug in my own pussy made where following the exact pace and I felt another climax build up in me. Mother speeded up a little more and by her movements and rolling eyes I could make out she was about to climax and felt I was on the brink as well. I wanted to prolong my climax, to see stepmother explode, yet could not hold any longer, and began to taste another wave of precum when mother let out a loud moan and started to fill Marie’s pussy with her love juice. Moan after moan came out, whilst I was struggling to keep clear view of the wonderful spectacle, trying to swallow my loads as they came, without choking. Next thing I knew, I might even have passed out for a while, was that I saw Marie laying on her back on the bed spread-eagled, and mother was playing with her tiny balls. Her smallish clitty stood out very erect and I could see mother’s cum drip from her pussy. Mothers long fingernails where kneading the balls and she bend over to kiss them. The pretty jewels completely disappeared in mother’s pretty lipsticked mouth, each at a time. She then slowly licked and kissed its whole length and worked her way up to the shiny tip. Marie moaned softly when mother’s tongue tapped the bottom part of her clitty head. My own plug now not only started to wiggle to massage my prostate, yet also started to vibrate very softly. Together with the highly erotic view in front of me, mouth got a constant stream of tasty precum to swallow and I knew that another climax was not far away. Mother then got the whole length of the clitty in her mouth and I could see her head going down, her lips completely encasing it. She then started to slowly move her head. This must have felt really great for Marie as her moans started to become small screams of lust, and the sound of it made me feel so lustful. I knew then and there that this is what I was made for, I wanted to feel a tasty clit in my mouth, wanted to taste it, feel it pulse and move in my mouth, feel it deep in my throat, feel it with the tip of my tongue, my mind was screaming SUCKING, when I felt the plus stop its movements and vibrations completely. Mother let the pulsating clitty slide out of her mouth, and it stood out like a little rock, pointing upward. Mother said, “not yet Marie” and moved her head over to Marie to kiss her lips. Her hands started to fondle with Marie’s nipples and I could see her clitty twitch for lust. After a few minutes my plug came to life again, when I saw mother return her advances to Marie’s throbbing clitty. She let the whole length of it slide in and out of her mouth now, letting it out completely at every stroke. She was holding it with her hands, as they kept twitching the nipples. Marie’s moans got louder and louder again, and my plug started to mode more violent and buzzing even harder. The moment I saw mother lift her head again, I saw an explosion of hot tasty cum all around Marie’s clit and mother’s mouth, it kept flowing and flowing and I saw mother catching as much as she could when I could feel my own clitty explode again and loved the taste as I could see mother enjoy Marie’s in a similar way. My knees started to wobble again but lucky for I me the pole was rigid enough to keep me balanced.



Chapter 8

I must have passed out though, because when I open my eyes, I was laying in bed. I felt spend and noticed my clothes where taken off and I was wearing only a shorter style corset with a nightgown. Next thing I knew, I was drifting away in a very deep sleep. Next morning Marie opened the curtains calling: “Wake up, deary, time for your next step”. I was so far away, it took me a few moments to come to my senses and realize were I was. My thoughts went back to the evening and seeing Marie, looking het best as if nothing had ever happened. Marie took the Plastica® cover of me and helped me out of bed. I had no idea how I had gotten into bed, but realized they must have taken my clothes off, as I was wearing only shorter style pink Plastica® corset and matching panties. The corset had no garters and my legs where bare. Over this came a very wide flowing floor length sleeveless nightgown in the same soft pearlized pink Plastica® fabric, and Marie helped me into the awaiting pink fluffy mules. She helped me up and I went to the bathroom, the nightgown flowing around me as a cloud of swishing Plastica®. I sat down on the toilet and Marie was filling the bathtub, when I told her; “Marie that was the best that ever happened to me, last night, I still can’t believe such lovely ladies like yourselves where once like me, I feel so happy here”. Marie was clearly touched and kissed my forehead. “You will feel really happy here, deary, I am so glad this all turns out so well”.


Marie then helped me out of my nightgown and corset, and helped me into the bathtub. My wig was removed with some solving agent, and I was allowed to soak a bit in the tub. When the water cooled down, Marie told me to get out and stood out awaiting me with a large towel. She pampered me dry and covered my body in nice smelling soft powder. She then put me in a similar white corset, and put a white Plastica® bloomers, no stockings today. Then a white smock dress came on, and Marie closed the row of buttons on the back and put the belt on. She then put some light makeup on my face and lipstick as well as a nice bouffant wig. Marie slid on a pair of more decent oxford shoes in white patent, with 4 inch bit chunky heels. Then a white Plastica® rain cape was but around my shoulders, and buttoned shut. “Come along dear, let’s get you straight to the car, as you are not allowed to have breakfast due to the operations.” I got a bit scared thinking about it, but tried not to think of it and followed Marie down to the car. Marie had gotten a similar cape on and I was glad to find out that she was coming along, her being there with me, was really comforting to me.

We didn’t had to drive far to the clinic, what looked like a large mansion to me. When the car stopped, a nicely dressed nurse came out and helped us out. She was dressed in a pale blue uniform in a fabric that I immediately recognized as Plastica®. It was a nice fitted bodice uniform dress, short puffed sleeves with white cuffs, white peter pan collar, large white buttons down the back and a white bib apron was worn over it. The circle skirt was about knee length and stood out like a petticoat was worn underneath. The nurse wore white nylon stockings and similar oxford shoes as I wore. On her head was a prim white nurse cap pinned. She was quite heavily made-up for a nurse, I thought. She took us into the building and let us into a large room with a huge chair in the middle of the room, where I was seated. As soon as I sat down, I felt some sort of rubber mask held over my face, and fell in a deep sleep.

“Patrica, Patrica…”I heard calling very far away. I tried to open my eyes, and had to wait a while before I could make out anything, then I recognized Marie, who was helping me get a zip of water. I must have dozed off again, but then my mind started to work somewhat the way it should again. I felt a bit strange and could not move, I tried to ask Marie what was going on, but I could not move my jaws. Marie saw in my eyes, that I was somewhat awake and told me to keep myself down. My head was in bandages and I was not supposed to talk yet. Then I remembered I was taken to the clinic for surgery. Marie explained to me that I was meant to be put to sleep for three days, but it came out to be 6, due to the fact that things went so good with the operations that Dr. Liebermann had done even more modifications. The bandages would be removed later that day and due to me being asleep for 6 days, most of the healing had taken place already, with the help of some fast working growth hormones. “You will be so proud of your new dentures,” Marie told me. “All of your teeth are extracted and you now have a lovely perfect white smile, and your cheekbones have been changed to make your cheeks fall in a bit more. You nose is changed into a pretty small girls nose, as well as your vocal cords are shorten to give your voice a higher pitch. Liposuction in your waist area has given you a 4 inch smaller waist. A new technique was used to bring the fat tissue onto your hips and bum to give them a great feminine rounding. You ankles are slimmed as well as the tendons shortened to give your feet a natural arch that makes it possible for you to walk on higher heels. You will have to walk on heels only now, as it will hurt you to put your feet flat on the floor. Normally your dentures would have to wait for your gums to heal but they are all in now and ready for use, I will call in the nurse now to remove the bandages.”

I had to admit that I didn’t feel any pain, just a little uncomforting. Two nurses came in and started removing the bandages. One of them asked me my name and I tried to say; “Patrica” Yet I could only hear some woman with a soft voice calling my name. I tried again and heard her again, it was only then that I realized it was my own voice. I felt with my tongue around in my mouth which felt a bit strange. Then Marie helped me up and had me sit on the bed. I still wore the smock dress and she had me put me feet over the edge and put my shoes on again. I felt a bit strange when walking to the car again, yet nothing serious and I was glad to head home again.

At home I was lead into my room straight away and Marie filled the bath tub for me and started undressing me. When she took the corset off I could see a bit what had been done to me, my waist had been slimmed significantly and my hips and bum seemed like exploded, they look like a real mature ladies behind. When I looked in the mirror I could see I was not wearing any make up, yet looked very feminine, my features had become extremely realistic, no one would ever see a man in me again, that was sure. Stepping into the bathtub was so comforting and is smelled so lovely. Marie scrubbed my back for me, and left me a bit to relax. I must have dozed off a bit as she had to wake me to come out, awaiting me with the large pink fluffy towel. Then she powdered and creamed my complete body and took me to the bedroom. Passing the mirror I looked at my new face and was really thrilled, it looked really femme, even with my still bald head.

Marie first took a new corset out and hooked it around me. I was a heavily boned white Plastica® full body corset, with circle stitched cups, extremely narrow waist, going all the way over the hips, with 5 wide garters dangling down on each side. When the front busk was closed it look like it was fitting me like a glove already. When Marie pulled the laces, it hurt a bit due to some scar tissue, yet the effect it had on my body made it very clear what the surgery had been all about. My waist looked extremely small, yet my hips very, very wide and my breasts looked way more voluptuous than ever before. Once Marie was done with the lacing and I got my br