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A new ski bunny is born Today, I am a fully-fledged she-male, living with my girl friend Kim, who, to me, is one of the most beautiful girls in the world. We live as sisters to the outside world, but we are in fact passionate lovers. This whole true story started some 5 years ago, let me tell it to you. At that time I was a single guy, twenty- four years old with a very bachelor life style. Having no family ties (orphaned at an early age) I had no recall to call any place home and worked all around the globe, taking contract jobs in the computing world where and when I liked. I considered my lifestyle almost idyllic and thought I was happy, but all of the time felt that something was missing from my life. At a petite one hundred and twenty Lb. and five foot five inches I had to work hard to trap the ladies, but with my boyish looks, large green eyes, and blonde hair, which I always wore on the long side for a guy, the girls always see me as 'cute'. Because of this, I did not have too much trouble attracting female companions, a lot of them wanting to mother me, but I soon learned how to play that to my advantage. Although I am quite small it does not reflect in the size of my manhood, having being blessed with a generous eight-inch monster. To make up for my petite build, I had worked very hard at my sexual prowess and could keep my cock hard for hours, delaying my orgasm until ready. One of my favourite sports is skiing, and during that winter I took a contract in a major North American city close to some major ski resorts. As well as being my favourite sport, it was also fun due to the 'ski bunnies' and my efforts to 'trap' them! Ski bunnies are the young attractive girls who squeeze themselves into tight slinky ski suits and wiggle their little butts all of the way down the slopes, driving all of us young guys crazy! My busy schedule meant that I could only take the occasional day skiing, but towards the end of the project, things had quieted down and I managed to get a whole two days off. I decided to venture to one of the main mountain ski resorts to have some fun. Luckily, the resort was only a 90-minute drive away so I decided to travel each day rather than getting an accommodation, and in any case, if I did 'trap' a ski bunny, I reasoned that I could always spend the night with her! On the first morning, I loaded my car with ski equipment, not bothering with a change of clothes, but remembering to pack my tooth brush and shaving kit, 'just in case' I reasoned. I figured that the clothes I was traveling in (jeans and a white cotton shirt) would be fine for the trip home but the toothbrush would be essential if I trapped a ski bunny and stayed over the night. Upon arriving at the main ski lodge, I changed out of my traveling clothes and into my skiwear, and set out for a full day skiing. The skiing was superb, but not nearly as wonderful as the abundant amount of 'ski bunnies' on the hill. "Got to get me one of those" was my main thought of the day. In the early morning, I had thrown myself recklessly down all of the difficult slopes and was feeling a little weary, so I spent an hour or so navigating my way down one of the easier runs looking for ski bunnies. There were so many to chose from, but then I came across one in trouble. This poor girl was evidently a novice skier as she was having a real difficult time just standing on her skis. As I got closer, I could tell she had a luscious body. The sight of her slim body and lumps wiggling around inside the golden ski suit was purely sensual. Not wishing to look a gift horse in the mouth I made my play. "Hi, can I help?" I asked. "Oh yes please," came the reply, "I am just learning and cannot get the hang of this at all". "No problem," I said, " My names Nick, what's yours?' "Hi Nick, I'm Kimberly, " she replied, "but I like to be called Kim", "OK Kim, lets see what we can do to help you ski down this hill," I said. "Oh thank you," she said, "I thought I would never be able to get down, I've been stuck for ages." I spent the next two hours coaching Kim in the basic skills of skiing. This involved as much 'close' work as I could get away with. Up close she looked and smelled sensational. She was my age, with long dark auburn hair, and the deepest, darkest, soulful eyes you could imagine. What with this and her sensual body writhing around in her beautiful golden ski suit my hormones were racing away with themselves and I'm sure my hard cock must have been showing through my skiwear. I certainly had my work cut out for me though, and after lots of tumbling over on both our parts, we were ready for a rest. I suggested going for lunch and Kim quickly agreed, so we skied slowly down into the village. Over lunch, I could tell that I had not been wrong. Kim was really beautiful. We chatted about everything and time really flew by. We seemed to be on the same wavelength and had lots of common interests and ideas about life, before we knew it we had been sitting there for over 90 minutes. "Oops, I suppose we had better get back on those slopes again," I said. Kim reluctantly agreed and so we ventured back up the ski lift to resume the 'one-on-one' coaching. The afternoon went much like the morning, lots of falling over and other accidents for both of us, but now with a lot more laughter and teasing, since we had broken the ice over lunch. All good things come to an end, and it was soon time for me to call it a day and head for home. "Well, I've got to be going Kim," I said, "It's a long drive back to town for me." "Oh, do you have to go?" she asked pleadingly. "I'm afraid I do," I replied " I don't have any accommodation here." "You could always stay over night at my place," she said coyly. 'Yes!' I thought, strike one for the good guy. "That's really kind of you," I said, not wanting to sound too keen. " I don't want to put you out or anything, are you sure it's OK?" "Of course it is," she said, "It's the least I can do after all of the help you've given me today. I have a cabin close by and I have a spare room you can use, although the cabin only has one bathroom, is that OK?". "That sounds wonderful, let's go!" I said enthusiastically. We returned to the main ski lodge so I could change out of my soaking wet skiwear and into my dry traveling clothes. I offered Kim a lift back to her cabin, which she accepted, so we loaded the skis onto the roof rack, all of the skiwear into the trunk, and set of for her cabin. "I love these new Beetles,? she said, referring to my car. ?Yeah, me too," I said, " I've just got it. I tried all sorts of different cars from SUVs to sports cars, but I preferred the Beetle, it's just more fun". "Yeah," she said, " I have a sports car, but I'm thinking of changing it" We pulled into the driveway of her cabin and I then saw the sports car she referred to. It was a new Ferrari. " Wow," I said, "what a machine, is that yours?" "Yes," said Kim, " but I don't like it, Its too noisy, there's hardly any room for my luggage, and no where to put any shopping." 'That figures,' I thought to my self. I was now kind of wondering who this girl was. She?s staying in a beautiful little log cabin with sensational views over the village, lake and mountains, she also drove a Ferrari, neither of which your average person could afford. We left our ski equipment in the car and headed inside. The cabin was really nice. It had a generous but cozy central room with a large fireplace, surrounded by a couple of comfortable sofas and scatter cushions. It also had a large picture window with access to a decking area that had views right across the frozen lake and village, to the ski resort. It had a small kitchen/breakfast room, two bedrooms and only one bathroom as she had mentioned earlier. " Nick, yours is the second bedroom down," she said. "But we'll have to take turns at the shower." "Ladies first," I said, "Thanks, there lots of CDs in the rack and help yourself to a beer, there's some cold in the cooler," she said as she wriggled off towards her bedroom in her tight ski suit. I lit the gas log fire, then picked out a CD, helped myself to an ice-cold bottle of Bud and settled down in one of the comfy sofas, staring at the view through the picture window. 'This is living' I thought to myself as the beer and music started to relax me. "OK, I'm done," I heard her shout. "Its all ready for you now, there's a towel on the rail for you to use." "Great, but I've got to warn you that I don't have a change of clothing," I replied. "No problem," said Kim, "you look good as you are." 'That sounds promising, strike two' I thought! I took my shower, 'Typical, she's only got fragranced musk shower gel, still better than smelling like an old sweaty sock' I thought to myself. After getting dried, I used some more of her musk body deodorant, got dressed and joined her in the room. She looked stunning, dressed in a short, silky, ruby red wrap, tied at the waist with a red satin belt. She was lying on one of the sofas in front of the fire, with her dark wet hair combed back, but also finishing off my beer! "Hey!" I said laughing, "that's mine!" "It's mine now, you'll have to fight me for it," she said, giggling back at me. "You've got it," I said, and ran over to the sofa and started to tickle her. As she wriggled around under me, her wrap slipped a little to reveal a beautiful breast and just a glimpse of dark nipple. "Enough, Enough!" she giggled, quickly giving in and handing me back my beer. I sat on the floor next to the sofa. "You smell nice, what is that?" she asked "You should know," I said, "It's your stuff." "I think it smells better on you than it does on me," she said, "you should wear it more often." Before I could answer, Kim asked me if I would dry her hair. "I'll have a go," I said, "but I've never done anything like that before so I can't promise good results!" "I'll help you," she said, "come and sit over here on the floor and I'll sit in front of you so its easier." I moved over, waiting for her to return from the bedroom with her dryer. "Open your legs up so I sit between them," she said. 'Should be the other way round' I thought to myself but did as requested anyway. Kim slid down onto the floor with her back to me and shuffled backwards until she was a snug fit between my legs. The feeling of her silky wrap under my fingers and her heady scent caused the expected stirring in my loins, resulting in one large boner. "Somebody's pleased to see me," she said teasingly, "can't you keep that thing under control!" "Are you joking," I replied, "Its taking all of my self control not to jump you right now!" She said, "Calm down cowboy, all good things come to those who wait, lets get on with the job in hand first" 'That's it,' I thought, 'strike three, your out, or in hopefully!' I started to dry her hair. She had the softest and shiniest hair I'd ever seen or felt. As I dried it she kept giving me little instructions on what to do and after a couple of minutes I was really starting to enjoy myself and got quite lost in the task. I was disappointed when she said it was finished. Between us we had actually made a very good job of it. She had a smooth long feathered bob style cut that reached easily past her shoulders. "I'm hungry, lets eat," she said. "Yeah, good idea," I replied feeling hungry myself, "what do you fancy?" "Italian, it's my favourite," she said jumping up, "I know a little restaurant in the village which is fairly quiet through the week, lets go there" "OK by me," I said, "I'll drive, but you'd better put some clothes on first, we'll get lots of attention if you go dressed like that!" "Cheeky!" was all she said, as she skipped of to get dressed. When she returned she looked a vision. She had on a creamy silk translucent blouse that showed off her lacy bra, a short black leather skirt, shimmering tan stockings and black high heeled pumps. "You look stunning," I said, "if I knew we were dressing for dinner I'd have come more prepared." "Oh this outfit, she said dismissing it. "I don't ever wear trousers or frumpy clothes if I can help it." "Well," I said, "to coin a phrase, you certainly look a million dollars dressed like that." "Why thank you," she said, "come on, let's go" The restaurant was, in fact, a small bistro, but served excellent food and wine. We both ordered the house special of spaghetti and Italian meatballs, and to wash it down, a bottle of red wine. Eating spaghetti has never been my forte, especially when it's dripping in tomato sauce. After a couple of half-hearted attempts, I managed to slap myself around the face slurping on a rather long strand of the stuff, and splashing tomato sauce over my face and white shirt in the process. Kim thought that was hilarious and started giggling. She giggled so much that the table wobbled, knocking over my glass of red wine which then spilled all over my shirt and jeans. She didn't seem at all sorry and started howling at my predicament. 'It's just a good job that the bistro isn't busy,' I thought to myself. By this time I was in a bit of a mess, so I thought 'what the hell,' and tucked into my meal. By the end of it, my white shirt was speckled all over with tomato sauce and my jeans had a huge damp red wine stain right in the groin area. Kim had faired a little better than me, and only had a couple of small splashes on her blouse, which she said I did, anyway. The time in the restaurant flew by with no awkward pauses in our conversation, and it was soon time to go. I paid the bill and we left, getting some strange looks from the other customers, mainly due to the state of my shirt and jeans. When we arrived back at the cabin, she put on a CD and opened another bottle of wine. "Do you mind if I smoke?" she asked. "I don't smoke, but don't let me stop you, " I said. "I only smoke a little," she said, "usually after supper, but I always go outside on the deck as I don't like the smell in the cabin. Are you going to come out and keep me company?" "Wild horses couldn't drag me away," I said. I followed Kim out onto the decking and we both leaned on the railing looking out at the lovely view and talking while Kim smoked her cigarette. "Its cold outside now," said Kim "do you have a coat with you?" "I'm afraid not," I said, "only my ski jacket, which is out in the car." "You can wear one of mine for now," she said. "Its very private out here." She wriggled off to her bedroom and returned with two coats. She put on a long A Line style, black leather coat which buttoned tightly around her body, showing off her sensual figure to perfection, and then flaring out over her sexy long legs. She handed me a three-quarter-length, ladies, fur coat, made from a creamy coloured fur, which was silky soft to touch. "This looks expensive," I said, "I can't wear this!" "Of course you can, Nick," she said, "just slip it on otherwise you'll get cold" "OK, if you insist," I said, not wanting to argue with her. I slipped the coat up around my shoulders and my arms into the sleeves. The coat was lined with smooth nylon and it slid gracefully on. I was surprised at how well it fit. The warmth and soft touch of the fur around my neck and face was really erotic but all I could picture was Kim wearing it, with nothing underneath, Wow that would be good! "That fits you perfectly," she said, "you must be the same size as me." "Just about," I said, "this coat feels lovely to wear, no wonder ladies like them so much." She just smiled and took one of the seats out on the decking. Once we had our coats, we warmed through, so we spent the next hour or so sitting outside idly chatting and drinking whilst Kim had the occasional cigarette. We talked about everything and nothing, generally putting the world to rights but managing to get through another two bottles of wine in the process. Towards the end of the evening, I remembered my messy clothes and asked her if she had a washing machine. She said that she didn't and had all of her clothes cleaned at the local laundry, but said that she would sort something out in the morning, and not to worry. By this stage, I couldn't have really cared, as the effects of the wine and long day were taking their toll. Kim walked over and sat on my knee, straddling me with her long legs. Her shiny leather skirt rode up revealing a glimpse of stocking top. 'This is getting too much for me,' I thought. 'If we don't end up in the sack tonight I'll have to wank myself to sleep!' She brought me back to my senses when she said, "I've had such a lovely day, thank you," and then kissed me. We sat there kissing for ages, probing each other's mouths with our tongues. I could taste the evening in her mouth, the sweet lipstick, the red wine, and also the acrid taste of the smoke. I was enveloped by her sweet perfume and could not get enough of her mouth. It was a truly erotic moment. My hands slid up inside her coat and molded themselves around her breasts. With that she pulled away from me. I was worried that I had blown it so said, "Me too, nearly perfect". She got up and said, "Its getting late, time for bed, I'll walk you to your room," I was getting really mixed messages from this girl, what was the score? She showed my to my room and left me at the door saying that she would see me bright and early in the morning. I dragged my weary butt over to the bed, stripped off my dirty clothes, and crawled in. I started to rub my hard cock, but the next thing I knew, Kim was waking me with a lovely hot cup of coffee, she was wearing her ruby red wrap from last night and sitting casually on the edge of my bed. "Thanks," I said, " I need this." "Its turned nine o'clock," she said, "I've had your clothes collected by the laundry service, they should be ready in a couple of days, although they did say they probably wouldn't come clean with all of those stains on them." I looked down on the floor and could see all of my clothes had gone including my underwear and socks. "What am I going to wear now?" I asked, remembering that I was naked under the duvet "Wear these for now," she said, handing me a satin wrap and panty set similar to the one she had on, although this one was coral pink with a matching pair of satin and lace panties. With that, Kim left me in the room saying, "hurry up, we've got a lot of skiing to do today." "You're joking!" I shouted after her "I can't wear these!" "Unless you want to walk around naked, you'd better wear them," she said, "it's all I've got for you." " OK, I'll take a shower first, I hope nobody can see me in these though," I laughed, "they'll get the wrong idea." I had a nice shower, using the musk oil shower gel and deodorant again. I dried off and then slid the panties up my legs. The feeling of the cool silky materiel as they slid up my legs was very erotic. The lace scratched a little in comparison to the satin but still felt very erotic. The panties fit surprisingly well so I slipped on the satin wrap. The wrap glided effortlessly over my skin and felt very sensuous. The softness of the material felt wonderful, it was so silky and smooth to touch but cool on the skin. I was surprised at how sexy I felt just wearing these clothes in comparison to my normal male wear, which consisted of mainly cottons. That surprised me a little. I walked down into the kitchen and sidled up next to Kim. "Oh, that smell again," she said, "and look at you, don't you look sexy!" "Whoa," Is all could say in surprise as I saw myself across the room in the long mirror. I must admit that with my longish blonde hair, from a distance, I could almost pass for female. We had breakfast and then Kim skipped off to get changed, ready for skiing. When she came out she looked stunning. She was wearing a shiny black suit that looked almost like she had been poured into it. Her face was perfect, she had accentuated her dark eyes with contrasting gold and brown colours, and had applied the most luscious red lipstick that gave her the sexiest of pouts. "That look will kill me today," I said, "you look good enough to eat." "Save that thought for later," she said, winking at me. 'What a tease' I thought. "OK," I said, "my turn, "where'd I leave my ski gear?" "Oh no," Kim said, "I think you left it out in the car last night. It'll be cold and damp now." Kim offered to go and get it. When she came back she was holding it at arms length. She was right, it was in the same state as when I took it off, yesterday, cold and soaking wet! "I can't wear that today, do you have a dryer?" I asked in desperation. "I'm afraid not," she said, "We'll have to put it in the laundry along with your other clothes, but it'll take a couple of days." "What the hell am I going to do?" I pleaded to Kim "and on top of that I haven't even got any casual clothes to wear!" Kim thought for a while and said, "You could always buy some new skiwear in the village." Knowing how much they cost, I said, "Maybe not, that would blow my budget completely?can you think of anything else?" I asked in desperation, "do they rent skiwear at this resort?" "Nope, but there is one thing we could try," she said grinning, "you're my size, we've already established that, by how well that wrap and those panties fit you. Why don't you wear one of my ski suits?" "I'm not sure about that," I said. "This wrap is one thing, but up on the slopes people will soon work out that I'm a guy dressed in a girl?s ski suit. I'll be a laughing stock!" "Not necessarily," she said with a twinkle in her eyes, "we can change your looks so you could pass as a girl. When you put on a skisuit, I'm sure we could trick them all. It would be kinda fun, don't you think?" I could see the mischievous look on her face and knew she was serious. "I don't know," I started to say, " I'm not sure it would work" "Trust me," she said, and dashed of to her room before I could stop her. I had dressed up as a girl before for a fancy dress party a few years ago. I had gone dressed as a Tart, and my girlfriend of the day dressed as a tramp. She came up with the idea, and had said that if we were going to do it, we should do it properly. I had worn a clingy translucent blouse, black lacy bra with false breasts, a very short skirt that showed off my stocking tops, a pair of black nylon stockings, six inch, black pumps, large loop earrings, and to top it off, a wig of long, flame red hair. My date had done my make up, and also applied bright red false nails. I had been so convincing that a number of guys had hit on me that night not realising who I was. I had a lot of fun flirting with them and leading them on. One of the guys asked me to dance, which I accepted and as the music changed to a slow smooch, he pulled me close and I could feel his hard cock as he ground it into my leg. I realised the power I had dressed like this, and quickly put it to use. By the end of the evening I had a string of guys wanting to take me home. It was pure delight when I pulled off the wig at the end of the evening to reveal to them that I was actually a guy, the looks on their faces was pure shock, but thankfully they all took it in good humour. Kim came back with an ivory cream ski suit, a white fur headband, some gloves, and her cosmetic box. "This is my favourite suit," she said, "consider your self honoured." "I'll reserve judgment till later," was all I could say. "First of all, we need to fix your hair," she said. "Its already quite long so I'll just put some body into it. She then spent the next five minutes teasing my hair with heated tongs and brushes. The result was quite startling. She had managed to create a very feminine look to my unruly mop of hair. "Next comes the hands," she said. "What's wrong with them?" I asked. "You need some polish on those nails, just in case we call in at the caf? again" Working in an office environment meant that my nails were fairly well manicured. I had to trim them quite often, and looking at them at the moment they were certainly in need of a trim. Kim took my hand and said, "You have lovely slim hands and fingers for a guy." "My nails need trimming," I said matter of factly. "Nonsense," she replied, "they're perfect, a little longer wouldn't even hurt." She then applied a couple of coats of pink polish, which made my fingers look longer and slimmer than before. "All done there," she said, "let that dry while I get the skisuit sorted out." After a couple of minutes, she turned back to me. "Now lets get you dressed. You'll need some padding up top to fill out this suit properly," she laughed. "You're having a good time doing this aren't you?" I remarked accusingly. "The best ever," she said dashing back to her room. Kim returned with a bra that matched the panties I was already wearing. She slid off my wrap and helped me into it, adjusting the straps as she went. It felt unusual having something this tight around my chest. It was a little flat as it was, as I had nothing to fill the generous cups. "Let's make you some boobs," she said. She went into the kitchen, bringing back a couple of pink balloons that she had filled with water. She then placed a balloon in each cup. I could feel the effect of the extra weight straight away. "They're heavy," I said "I hope they don't burst today or I'll be in trouble!" "You'll be fine," she said laughing, as I shook them about like a stripper. 'I could have some fun with these,' I thought to myself. "Now for the suit" I stood up and caught sight of myself in the mirror. I was now dressed in a very sexy matching bra and panties set made from the shiniest of satin and lace, and looking very sensual. My hair was teased into a very feminine style, and already from this distance, I could certainly pass as girl. I slid my legs into the suit as Kim pulled it up to my waist. I then looped in each arm and pulled the suit on. It fit like a glove. Kim zipped up the front for me, which had the effect of pulling the fabric tight over all of my body, especially my waist and new boobs. It now fit like a second skin. "You nearly look convincing," Kim said, giving me the once over, "we just need to work on your face a little" I was oblivious at this stage, having seen my reflection in the long mirror and not believing how good I looked in the suit. Kim started to apply a little mascara to my lashes. "You have long lashes for a guy," she said, "most women would kill for lashes like yours, sit still or I'll end up poking you in the eye with this!" she said giggling as she applied the mascara whilst I tried to look at myself in the mirror. I felt my lashes getting heavier as she applied it, and when I blinked I could see them! "Wow," I said, "this certainly feels different" "Don't worry," she said, "you'll soon get used to it. It always feels odd the first few times." Next, Kim mixed shades of rose and pink eye shadow together. "Close your eyes," she said, as she applied the shadow liberally to my lids and brow bone using a sponge- tipped eye applicator. "OK, nearly finished," she said as she applied a little powder and blush to my face and cheeks. "Final touch," she said, "pout your lips while I apply some lipstick." She applied some pink lipstick to my lips, going over each lip a couple of times to get the right effect. She then had me close my lips on a tissue to remove the excess. "That colour pink goes lovely with your hair colour and eye shadow," she said noticing that I had been staring at the lipstick on the tissue, "anyway, we can't have you wearing the same colour as me, can we?" She took the white fur headband and placed it carefully around my head to serve as an ear warmer. This had the effect of bouncing my hair up even further. Next came a pair of pure white gloves made from the softest leather I had ever felt. The gloves were fur lined and had been finished with white fur around the cuff, which matched my headband. "All done," she said proudly, standing back to admire her handwork, "You look gorgeous?If you don't believe me, go and take a look in the mirror" I did as suggested, and couldn't believe my eyes. I was a ski bunny! And one of the sexiest ones I had seen. "I don't believe it," was all I could say. If I didn't know better I would have given myself a good screwing! "You'd better believe it," she said, "all of the horny guys will be chasing you today!" Kim must have sensed my concern and quickly said , "Don't worry, I'll keep them all away from you, your mine today!" That made me feel better, and the intimated promise of what was to come later made me feel even better. Standing side by side, we could pass for sisters. Kim seemed to pick up on this and said, "If anybody asks today, we're sisters, OK?" "OK, but you can't call me Nick, while we're out, that's not a girls name," I said. "Your right, it wouldn't work," she agreed, "how do you feel about Nikki? That's a cute girls name, and it's nearly like yours." That's a nice name I figured, "OK, Fine by me," I said. "OK Nikki, lets go," said Kim, excitedly. We drove to the ski resort, parked the car, and headed off for the chair lift. I must admit that we both looked stunning, Kim in her tight black suit, and me in the tight ivory cream suit. I kept getting a glimpse of our reflections in shop windows, and really couldn't believe how sexy we looked. Nobody could tell that I wasn't female, hell, I even had trouble believing it myself! We got whistles off a couple of guys as we walked from the car up to the chair lift. Kim threw them a look of contempt, which seemed to work. 'I know just how they feel,' I thought to myself, as I had been on the receiving end of such looks a few times myself! "Wow, that stopped them" I said to her. "You'll have to learn that yourself," Kim said, "you'll have no end of admirers today". We took the ski lift and started our days skiing. We managed to keep away from most of the other skiers through the morning as Kim was getting a little better, so less time was spent standing around. Skiing was different dressed as I was, The extra weight on my chest put me off balance and the tight suit restricted my movement. I now released why ski bunnies took things easy on the slopes! Throughout the morning, we kept getting admiring glances from lots of guys, young and old alike, some even getting into trouble from the girlfriends and wives! That made me feel good in a bizarre sort of way. That morning Kim didn't leave me alone. She was the one playing 'touchy-feely.' Every time we stopped, she would ski right up beside me so we were touching, put her arms around me, hug me, and generally just get as close as she could. I was certainly getting the right message now! It must have been lunchtime because Kim said, "I'm hungry, shall we eat?" "OK, I said, lets go down into the village and find a quiet caf? somewhere," not wanting to mix with people if I could help it. Even though I had passed as a female so far, I still did not feel very confident. Kim must have sensed this. "Don't worry," she said, "nobody will notice, although we will both have to freshen up a little" We found a small caf? and went in, sitting in a small booth by a window. "OK," said Kim, "let's go and freshen up, follow me." I followed Kim to the washrooms but froze as she went into the Ladies. 'I can't go in there,' I thought to myself. "Come on, Nikki," said Kim, out loud, "I'm not holding this door for you all day!" The people on the table nearby heard and looked over. It was two old couples, the ladies looked across at me but paid no real attention, both the men gave me a big smile and winked. That did it, I wriggled off into the ladies washroom to find Kim. The washrooms were quite small, but the end cubicle was the large type provided for disabled access. Kim said, "Let's go in here, It'll be more private." "I really need to pee," Kim said, scurrying in first. "Do you want me to leave?" I asked. "Of course not, were both girls together," she said giving me one of her big killer smiles and a sexy wink. She then proceeded to unzip a hidden zipper around her crutch area. "I didn't know these suits had zippers there," I said to her. "They don't normally, I had all of my suits specially modified to make this easier," she said as she pulled at her suit, sat down and started to pee. "Oh, that's good, " she said, "I've been bursting since mid-morning!" "Well don't be too long," I said, "I've got to go too!" The sight and sound of Kim sitting on the toilet relieving herself was more than my poor cock could take, and it sprung to attention inside my suit. "OK, I'm done," said Kim, as she stood up and zipped her suit back up. "Does my suit have a zipper there?" I asked. "It sure does," she said as she got her cosmetics bag out and was already staring to redo her face. This is going to be difficult, I thought, as I found the zipper, unzipped the crotch area and tried to pull out my hard cock from inside the satin panties. I eventually managed and stood for a couple of minutes trying to pee, which, with a rock hard cock, is nearly impossible. "Finished yet?" called Kim. "Haven't started yet," was all I could say. Kim looked over, saw the size of my manhood pointing out from the ski suit, and said, "Jeez, that's a big one, I had no idea!" "Yeah, well its OK for you," I said, "but its impossible to pee with it like this!" Kim had a sexy gleam in her eye as she walked over to me and wrapped her hands around my cock. I held my breath in anticipation, wondering what was coming next. "It looks like I'll have to help you out with that thing," she breathed sexily into my ear. "Sit down," she commanded. I did as requested, sitting down with my erect cock sticking up from my skisuit like the Leaning Tower of Pisa. She bent down to unzip her hidden zipper again, pulled her skisuit and panties to one side and slowly lowered herself down on my cock, straddling my legs. Her eyes rolled as she was slowly filed by my eight inches of solid hard flesh. I was now completely embedded into her tight slit, which felt so hot and moist. Her face was level with mine and she had a look of pure ecstasy on it. She started to slowly grind up and down on my shaft groaning slightly as she embedded herself on it. She was looking straight into my eyes all of the time and then leaned forward and kissed me hard on the mouth. We swapped lipstick and mouth juices as our tongues entwined. She started to use her muscles to grip my cock as she continued to lift herself up and drive herself down on it. I reached up to her breasts, massaging them through her suit. She started to quicken her movements and groan quietly. I could sense that she was nearing her orgasm. I let my control go and we both orgasmed together. We sat there like that for a few more seconds whilst we caught our breath, my hard cock still embedded deep inside her. As things quieted down, we could hear that somebody else was in the washroom with us. Kim started to silently giggle, keeping my cock locked inside her. The other occupant left and then we both started laughing out loud. "That was the best quickie I have ever had," said Kim as she stood up and zipped her suit back up. "Glad to please, it was good for me too," I said now being able to pee with my softening cock. I was soon finished and tucked it back into its satin and lace cell, zipping up my suit. "Look at the state of us two girls, now," said Kim laughing as she pulled a mirror out of her cosmetic bag. She was right. Lipstick was smudged all over both our faces, and we looked a bit disheveled. Kim freshened herself up first, as always, by the time she had finished she looked sensational. "You next," she said and started to freshen my face make up. A little powder and blush, and fresh lipstick. She then teased my hair back into style again. "Have a look," she said standing back to admire her work. I've got to admit that she had done it again. I still looked good even if I do say so myself. We left the washroom together and took our seats. The old couples were all whispering together and kept looking and pointing over in our direction. 'Oh no,? I thought to myself, 'We've been rumbled.' They got up to leave and as they walked past, the two guys gave a huge wicked grin and winked at us again. One of the ladies came over and bending over the table, speaking in a low voice so only we could hear, she whispered, "I heard you two in the washroom, I think its disgusting what you're up to." 'Here we go, busted' I thought. She stood up, and then said, "Two lovely girls like you should find themselves boyfriends instead, you know you could have your pick of the nice young men in the village, they can satisfy you more than what you're doing," and stomped off. Kim and I looked at each other and burst out laughing. We hadn't been rumbled more to the fact she had considered us both female, and lesbians to boot! No wonder the guys had winked at us, I'll bet they would have paid good money to watch two sexy young things like us writhing around on the floor, especially if they thought we were both female. I know I would have! We had a lovely two-hour lunch, and only managed to get one more hour of skiing in that day. It was odd but, so far, the day was one of the best I'd ever had. Kim never strayed more than 10 feet away from me all day and was the most attentive person I'd ever known. The sex had been totally spontaneous and wonderful, and dressed this way, I was feeling very sensuous all of the time and also starting to enjoy the attention we got from fellow skiers. The young guys operating the ski lifts couldn't do enough for us, which was certainly different when I was dressed as a guy, then it was fend for yourself. We returned to Kim's cabin having both deciding to quit early, feeling exhausted after the exciting day. Before getting changed, we had a quick snack and sat outside drinking a cold beer and relaxing, still in our skisuits. "What a day," said Kim, "and come to think of it, why didn't you tell me you had such a large monster between your legs?" she said with a mischievous twinkle in her eye. "Its not the type of thing a gentleman discusses with his consort," I said, trying to fake an upper crust accent. "Gentleman? Gentleman? You?re no gentleman," Kim said, using a shocked tone, "Nikki, you were the prettiest girl on the hill today!" "Why thank you, ma?am," I said, standing to do a clumsy little curtsy at the same time. We both laughed and continued to chat whilst we finished our beers. "Well I'm going for a shower," said Kim, eventually. "Will you join me?" "Why Kim, why would you want to take a shower with a pretty girl when you could have your pick of the nice young men in the village!" I replied, trying to mimic the lady from lunchtime. She walked over to me, staring deep into my eyes and grabbing me gently by the crotch said; "This is all of the man I need, now follow me if you know what's good for you!" "Your wish is my command," I said grabbing her head and pulling it towards me to kiss her sweet lipstick coated lips. Our lips and tongues met as we exchanged lipstick once again. I followed Kim up to her room. It was the first time I had been in there. She had a huge king sized bed and three quarters of the walls were covered in antique pine robes, some were open, and I could see that she had all sorts of glamorous clothes in there. "You have some beautiful clothes," I said to Kim, "are all of these robes full?" "Yes," she said, "Full of clothes, shoes, coats and other nice things. I just love glamorous and sexy clothes, like I said before, I hardly ever wear frumpy clothes and always avoid wearing trousers." "Yes, I can see that, you have the most sexy pair of legs, it would be a crime to cover them up," I said. "Lets shower," she said, smiling at my compliment "then we can decided what to do tonight." "Will my clothes be ready yet?" I asked. "Let's see," she said, picking up the phone and dialing a local number. "Yes, Kim H here, is my laundry ready for collection, you know, the things you collected this morning?....OK, that will have to do then, can you drop them off? Great, thanks, bye." "They won't be ready till nine in the morning," she said, "they are going to drop them off for us, but they haven't got them finished yet." "Oh well," was all I could say. I was now thoroughly enjoying myself so I figured another evening dressed as a girl wouldn't hurt too much. We fell into each other's arms and started to undress each other in a slow and erotic strip show. Each piece of clothing came off, bit by bit, sliding the suits off and then each other's bra and panties. Eventually, we were both fully naked. It was the first time I had seen Kim naked. She had small but perfectly shaped breasts, a lovely slim waist, the sexiest butt and pair of legs walking. As usual, my cock sprang to attention, she looked down and wrapped her hands around it. I looked over at the mirror on the wall and what I saw still shocked me. I had forgotten all about my hair and face make up. Looking back at me was a beautiful, flat chested girl with a huge cock! Kim saw me looking and said, "I told you that you were a pretty girl, even now, you'd still pass for a girl, apart from this monster in my hands, of course!" I followed her to the bathroom where she turned on the shower, but lowered the shower head so it just sprayed at our chest height. She climbed in and pulled me in behind her. The water was running in rivers down between us. Kim reached for the musk gel, took a handful and started to rub it all over my chest and groin, also massaging my hard cock and balls. I went to raise the shower head, but she stopped me saying, "Don't raise that, I don't want to see that pretty face and hair of yours ruined." She was certainly a strange girl, but knew what she wanted. I took a handful of shower gel and started to massage it into her boobs and down to her crotch and butt. She had the loveliest tight butt which was firm under my massaging fingers. She looked me straight in the eyes before sliding down till her head was level with my cock. The shower water was now cascading all over her pretty hair. She took my cock in her mouth and started to give me a slow blowjob. To say she was good was an understatement. She was bobbing her head slowly back and forth taking about three quarters of in till I could feel it touch the back of her throat. She sucked real hard and I could hear her slurping efforts as she moved her head back and forth. She must have started to taste my pre-cum because she then started to hum. The humming had the same effect I guess as a vibrator does on a girl, and within a couple of minutes, my usual self-control had gone. "Kim, that's fabulous," I groaned ," but I've got to warn you, I'll be cuming soon. She looked up without taking my cock from her mouth and nodded, giving me a long sexy wink at the same time. I took this as the green light and let my self go. I felt my orgasm building up, and then with a huge explosive spurt, I came. The first blast of cum came flying from my cock, filling her sweet little mouth. I felt her stiffen as it flooded in and could see some of it escape from the corners of her mouth, but she didn't back off one little bit. I looked down as I pumped spurt after spurt into her. She still struggled with the quantity as I could see her swallowing hard, time after time, and with more dribbles of it escaping. She kept on sucking and swallowing until my cock started to go soft. She stood up, her hair all wet, makeup running down her face, and dribbles of cum on her face. She wiped a finger around her chin to collect the cum, sucking it all into her mouth not wanting to waste any. "How was that?" she gushed. I could smell my cum on her breath as she moved closer to me. "That was the best blowjob I've ever had, " I replied, "you must have done that before" "Sure, but not on one that tastes so sweet," she replied, licking her lips as she looked at me. She moved in even closer and kissed me full on the mouth again. I could taste my cum as her tongue probed my mouth. "Nikki, could you taste your cum?" she asked when she pulled away. "A little," I said, surprised that she was still calling me Nikki "Good, isn't it?" she said grinning widely at me. "I'm so glad you like it, I've got plenty more on draught," I replied. "Good, I'm sure I'll want some more later," she said wickedly. We finished our shower and got dried. Kim then removed my makeup and let me wash my hair and face Whilst I was washing my hair she shouted, "I've laid something out for you to wear, I'll see you down in the room." I knew it was going to be female clothes, and sexy ones at that, since she didn't have anything else. I picked up the long black satin robe laid on the bed and found a pair of shiny black satin panties laid out underneath. I slipped on the panties and robe, enjoying the cool feeling of the fabric sliding over my body, and joined Kim in the room. She had lit the fire and had opened up a bottle of wine. Kim had already dried her hair and applied some more makeup. She was wearing a robe just like the one I had on but a shimmering deep blue in colour, and as always, looked stunning. The outside light was fading fast now and we could see the lights of the village starting to twinkle across the frozen lake. I turned off the cabin lights, letting the light from the flames illuminate the room and joined Kim sitting on the floor cushions. We cuddled up together, feeling relaxed in each other's presence and chatted again, this time about me. She wanted to know all about me, where I was from, my family, my work, my lifestyle, basically everything. I told her my life story. I am an orphan, my parents being killed in a car accident when I was just a baby. My early life was spent going through different children's and foster homes, eventually emerging as a bit of a teenage delinquent. I then discovered computers, and found a natural ability to manipulate and hack into them, which got me into trouble on more than one occasion. Computers then became my life. I studied, became a professional and now work as a free-lance contractor, taking work where and when it pleased me. I talked for quite a while, about my life experiences so far, also about my previous cross-dressing experience for the fancy dress party. Kim picked up on this straight away and wanted to know all the details on that bit which I found puzzling. After a while we both felt hungry. "What shall we eat tonight?" I asked Kim. "It might be best if we order in, since I've nothing to wear." "There isn't really any local food that's worth ordering in," she said, "I've tried it all and it's not nice, even the local pizza shop is bad. We'll have to go out somewhere," she said. "What about me? I can't go out with your skisuit on again, even though it worked today it will look a little odd at night time," I asked. "I agree," she said "Lets find you something else that will work." 'Just as I thought, she wants to play more dressing up games, well if it gets me laid again I'm game,' I thought to myself. "What do you have in mind?" I asked. "I'm not really sure," Kim said, " Lets go and have a look in my closet" I followed Kim into her bedroom. Her butt, wiggling from side to side under the blue robe, had the usual effect on me, which I tried to hide from Kim as the night held a lot more promise yet. She started to sort through her closet, pulling out different outfits, changing her mind, then putting them back. She eventually pulled out a slinky satin slip style dress in a fetching cream colour. The dress had thin shoe string shoulder straps, a large ruffle of material across the bust, which hung loose creating a plunging neckline. The dress flared out slightly after the waist and was about a three- quarter length. Kim held it up to me and it came to just below my knee. "Yes, that's it,? she said, excitedly. "Whoa," I replied, "that's a beautiful dress but I can't do it justice, it would look far better on you, haven't you got anything a bit simpler for me?" She didn't reply, but laid the dress on the bed and went back into the closet and pulled out a similar style dress. This one was made from a deep ruby red satin sheen material. It had a deeper plunging neckline and was a lot shorter than the cream one. I could see that this dress would attract a lot more attention than the first one. "What's it to be," she said, "Red or Cream? I'll wear whichever one you don't chose." What a decision! There I was, a hot-blooded male, having to select which sexy dress I would be wearing that evening! "OK then," I said. "I'll wear the cream one, it looks a little less revealing than the red one." "Good choice," she said excitedly, "lets get started otherwise we'll be too late to eat." I am not a naturally hairy person, but being male, I do have a few hairs on my arms and a few on my chest. My legs are not too hairy as I always wear shorts through summer that seem to keep my legs tanned and smoother. Kim gave me a detailed once over and said, "All of this will have to go. I can't have my sister looking like a Gorilla, can I?" "Cheeky," I said, "I'm not that hairy am I?" "Not by normal male standards," she said, "but too much if you want to carry this off." "Here," she said, passing me a tube of cream, "slip off your robe and rub this all over your arms and chest, I'll work on your shoulders and legs" 'Hair Remover,' it said on the tube. 'Now is the time to bail out if I'm not sure' I told myself, but I didn't. I was feeling excited by the experience and was looking forward to it. The gown slid softly down my arms as it fell to the floor. I rubbed the cream all over my arms and chest, all the way down to my panty line. Kim worked on my shoulders and then my legs, covering them all from front to back and all of the way up to my panty line. After a couple of minutes, we started to wipe off the cream and I was surprised at how easy the hair came away. Once we were finished, and Kim had wiped my legs, chest arms and shoulders with a damp towel, I was nearly stripped completely of body hair. "Wow, that stuff works really well," I said. Kim was rubbing her hands up my now silky smooth legs looking for any last give away hairs. "Perfect," she said. "OK, what's next?" I asked. "We need to shave your underarm hair," she said, picking up my razor. She applied a little foam and asked me to raise my arms in the air. She then carefully shaved away all of my underarm hair, till I was smooth. She then rubbed in a little moisturising cream, saying; "This might sting a little" "What's next?" I asked. "I would do you hair next, but I don't think its long enough for tonight, I?d like to try a wig, is that OK?" "Fine by me," I heard myself say, getting swept up in her enthusiasm. "In that case, we'll leave it until last, I think we need to start getting you dressed now," said Kim. She went to her lingerie draw and pulled out a matching bra, panty and suspender set in cream satin and lace. She also pulled out a brand new pair of stockings. She put all of them on the bed next to me and went back to her lingerie drawer. I looked at the pack of stockings and could see that they were 'Glossy, Silver Gray, 10 Denier, Lace top'. 'Nice' I thought to myself. Kim came back over and had what looked like two wobbly jellies in her hands. "These are silicon breast forms," she said. "I tried them my self once, but didn't like how big they made me, they attach with adhesive and give a natural breast look, a lot better than those balloons we used this morning. Sit still while I attach them." She applied the special adhesive to each one and stuck them firmly to my chest, directly covering each nipple. They didn't feel as heavy as the balloons had in the morning, but still hung heavy on my chest. Each breast form had a false nipple at the front. I reached up and played with the nipples, wishing I could feel the sensations I knew they could produce in a girl. "We need to gave them some support," she said. Kim took the bra and fitted it around me. This one fastened at the front, but did not have any shoulder straps. "It's called a strapless bra", she said, "you need this so you cannot see any straps when you wear the dress. When she was satisfied with the bra, she said, "OK, we need to put your stockings and suspender belt on next" She opened the pack of stockings and stretched each one a little before bending down to my feet. The first stocking slid so easily up my leg. The coolness and silky smoothness of the stocking was so sensual. I had worn stockings before for that fancy dress party, but this felt different, a lot more erotic. Kim slid the second stocking onto my other leg and asked me to stand. The stockings felt a little loose at the top and started to slide down a little. "We need to get the suspender belt on to hold them up," she said. I could sense a little excitement starting to creep into her voice. "Your really enjoying this aren't you?" I asked "More than you know," she said as she wrapped the suspender belt around my waist and fastened it at the back. She clipped the stockings at the front and back. When she was done I could feel the elastic straps flexing and pulling as I moved around. Next came the panties, which she slid effortlessly up my legs, encasing my cock in its cell of satin and lace. I was now dressed in the finest lingerie money could buy, and felt my cock starting to get hard. "Kim saw this and flicked it, saying, "not yet, I'm not ready yet!" That had the desired effect and it went soft again. Kim looked at my nails and decided that I needed some false ones for tonight. She dashed away and reappeared with a false nail kit. These nails were pre -coloured a lovely crimson red, and just needed attaching and trimming to shape. She attached each nail in turn, and then trimmed them into a smooth round shape that was not too long. "You've got to be able to pick up your cutlery," she laughed. "That would be a good idea," I agreed, laughing with her "I'd hate to think we'd gone to all of this trouble and I couldn't eat" "I think it's the dress, next," said Kim. She took the dress and asked me to stand up. She carefully slid the dress over my head, the cool silky fabric slithered slowly down my body and eventually settled, as it sat comfortably over my boobs. It felt wonderful against my skin as I pulled the straps over my shoulder to get them in the right place. Kim checked out the fit and was pleased with what she saw. "Perfect again," she said ," that neckline is just right. It doesn't show your false boobs, although maybe bigger boobs next time," she figured. "Next time?" I asked. She seemed to ignore this, thinking about what next. "What about shoes?' she said "You did say that you'd worn six inch heels before, could you walk OK in them tonight?" "I got away with them OK last time," I said. "They were awkward at first, but I practised a little and soon worked out that there is a knack to it. When you walk with a wiggle it all works better." "Great," she said, disappearing into a walk in closet. She re-appeared with a pair of white strapy platform sandals that looked to have a full six-inch heel. They were the type of sandals that catwalk models are usually seen wearing. "Could you walk in these?" Kim asked hopefully. "I'm not sure, but I'll give them a try," I said. Kim slipped my nylon-clad feet into the shoes. As she fastened the straps around my ankles, her other hand gently rubbed up and down on my other nylon-clad leg. The sensation was electric. The shoes fit fine but certainly did arch my feet a lot. I stood up slowly trying to keep my balance. "Whoa," I said, "these are higher than the last pair I wore" "OK, then," she said, "try walking over there". I walked across the room, and it all came flooding back to me, the way I had to walk. I started the little butt wiggle and sway of the hips that had worked so well last time, and also remembered to walk with one foot directly in front of the other, just like the models do. It worked a treat, and I didn't have any trouble getting across the room and back again. "You were born for them," Kim gushed excitedly. "I'm not sure about that," I said. "They are not the most comfortable shoes I've worn." "No, but they are the most sexy," Kim stated, quite correctly. "We just need to work your face and hair, then your ready," Kim added. Next, Kim sat me on a stool in the bedroom and started to give my face a thorough makeover. She first applied a medium brown foundation all over my face and neck, rubbing it in evenly till it looked like I had a lovely tanned face. "That should hide any stubble that wants to come through," she said. Next, she plucked my eyebrows, "to give them more shape," she said. She then took an eyebrow pencil and added further colour to my, curvy eyebrows to accentuate the shape. When she had finished, my eyebrows looked very feminine. Then Kim held the back of my neck with her hand and had me look up at her. She said I had really big, beautiful green eyes, and that I should show them off. She picked up a dark eyeliner pencil and began using it on the rims of my eyelids. My eyes were soon encircled in the sexy eyeliner. Next, using shades of green eye shadow together, Kim worked at my eyelids to produce a lovely fading colour tone. She then applied two coats of thick black mascara, allowing the first coat to dry before applying the second. This had the effect of making my already long lashes look even longer and thicker, resulting in lovely dark and long feathery lashes. Kim then took some reddish blush to highlight my cheekbones using a gentle blusher brush, adding a soft glow to my complexion. Powder was then lightly patted all over my face with a powder puff to help lock-in my makeup and any reduce any shine. Kim stood back and looked extremely pleased with her efforts. "Just your lipstick left, now," she said. She picked up a red lip pencil, and holding my head still with one hand, used her other to carefully outline my lips. She took a tube of crimson red lipstick and generously filled in my outlined lips with the rich red cosmetic. To make my lips look fuller and lock in the colour, she painted gloss over my lipstick using a lip brush, giving my lips a bright, glossy shine. When she was finished, I had the biggest, reddest, shiniest lips I had ever seen! "Oh," she said, "you are starting to look truly beautiful, we just need to get you some jewelry, then sort out your hair." She went to her jewelry box and selected some things. She had a pair of large clip on gold hoop earrings, a thick gold rope chain, and some assorted rings. She slipped the chain around my neck and fastened it in place, then attached an earring to each ear. Next she tried the rings on all my fingers to see what looked best. She settled on one for each hand. A large green emerald stone for the middle finger on my left hand, and a large diamond and ruby cluster ring for the third finger on my right hand. With the rings and long red nails my hands now resembled those of a lady. As I turned my head, I could feel the earrings bumping against my neck. "Your hair will stop them moving around so much, " she said, noticing that I had been flicking them around. "I'll just get your hair," she said, with a hint of laughter in her voice. She came back with a honey blonde wig. This wig must have been over 12" long, and was teased up into a very glamorous style. Kim pinned back my own hair, then carefully stretched the wig over my head, being careful not to mess up my makeup. After a couple of minutes of tugging and pulling she finally had it in place and then pinned it firmly to my hair. She spent five minutes with a brush and heated tongs, teasing it into just the right style. I could feel the hair brushing gently against my shoulders, back and chest as I moved my head. It felt heavy compared to my own hair, and when I stopped turning my head it carried on, moving in a gentle flowing movement, brushing across my shoulders. The sensation was pure electric. "All done," she said, "Oh, wait, not quite." Kim went to the closet and pulled out a translucent gold chiffon wrap and handed me a small gold handbag. Lifting my hair gently at the back, she placed the wrap around my shoulders and around my arms in the same way a stole would be worn. She then got some of her perfume and sprayed it on my chest and neck. "All done this time," she said finally sitting back to rest. The poor girl had been busy at it for nearly forty-five minutes. "Are you going to have a look then?" she said impatiently. "I can't wait," I said as I stood up and slowly walked across to the full-length mirror. The feeling of the soft dress fabric swishing against my stockings was so erotic that I started to feel really sexy and feminine. As I walked across, I immediately noticed that my stockings made a sensuous swishing sound as I walked. When I got to the mirror the vision of beauty that stared back at me couldn't have been me, it just wasn't possible! I was absolutely shocked as I clearly saw myself to be a stunning and sexy blonde! My mind was racing too fast for me to think. My long flowing blond hair was cascading down over my slender shoulders, and I had the most feminine and elegant of faces with luscious crimson red pouting lips, curtained beautiful by the blonde flowing locks and loop earrings. With my long red nails, sexy slender figure, ample bosom and the sexiest of legs clad in glossy sheer nylons ending in those 6"spikes shoes, I didn't know where to look first. The high heeled shoes seeming to make my legs look even longer and thinner than I knew they were. "Kim," I said in a voice of wonder, "you're an absolute genius, you should go into the makeover business, you could earn a fortune, I just can't believe that that's me!" "It wasn't me, its all you," she said. "I couldn't have done such a good job without the right person to work with in the first place, believe me you're a natural!" I had to sit down, as the shock was finally getting to me. As I slowly sat my dress slid up over my knees revealing even more nylon-clad leg. My cock had been getting gradually harder as I gazed at my reflection, but at this sexy sight, my cock stood proud and could be seen as a large bump through the thin fabric of the dress. The image of me dressed like this had caused me to become reall