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The Crossdresser's Club By Tammy Richards CHAPTER 1: THE DISCOVERY It was the Saturday before Christmas. Natalie was in the attic looking for boxes to wrap the last few presents, while John was running last-minute errands. As she dug through a pile of boxes in the corner, she happened to open a large box that had been pushed behind the rest. Imagine her surprise when she discovered that the box was full of women's clothes. There were dresses, lingerie, high heels, even a couple of wigs. Natalie was a perfect size 8, while most of the dresses were size 12. As she dug through the pile of clothes, the awful truth hit her - these clothes must belong to her husband John. Why was he dressing in women's clothes? How long had he been doing it? Natalie and John had been married for nearly 5 years. John was a salesman. When he wasn't making sales calls, he worked out of an office in the house, while Natalie worked as the manager in an insurance office. In all the time that they had been married, she'd never had any hint that John might have a feminine side. When John got home from the store, he discovered Natalie sitting in the middle of the attic with his secret stash spread out on the floor around her. "Are these your clothes?" Natalie asked. "Let me explain," John began. Natalie screamed at him, "I don't want to hear any explanations. I just want to know if you've been wearing these clothes." "Yes, they're mine. I like to dress up when I'm home alone working. I'm really sorry, honey. I didn't mean to upset you." "Well you did," she replied as she threw a dress at him and ran from the attic crying. She went into the bedroom, locking the door behind her. For the rest of the day, every time John knocked on the bedroom door to try to talk to his wife, she would yell at him to leave. Eventually he decided to fix dinner in the hope that a nice meal would reduce the tension. About 6 o'clock, he knocked on the bedroom door again. "Honey, the dinner is almost ready, and I have a glass of wine for you. Would you please come out and talk to me?" To his surprise the door opened. Natalie was standing there with her eyes red and swollen from crying. John tried to hug her but she pushed away from him and walked to the kitchen. John followed and busied himself getting the dinner on the table while Natalie took her glass of wine and went into the family room. When everything was ready, John called her to join him at the table. She sat down and began to fill her plate. For the next several minutes they ate in silence. Finally she looked at him. "So, how long have you been dressing in women's clothes?" With an embarrassed look, John admitted that he had been dressing up since he was a small boy. "I started out wearing my mother's lingerie and dresses. When I was home alone, I would go to my parent's bedroom. There I would strip and get dressed from the skin out in her underwear, stockings, dresses and high heels. I spent hours parading in front of her mirror. Several times I was almost caught, but I always managed to get things put away before they saw me." "When I went away to school, there were very few opportunities to dress up other that the occasional Halloween party. Then I met you and we got married. I found myself surrounded by your beautiful and sexy clothes. I tried on some of your things a few times when you were out for the evening, but you're quite a bit smaller than I am and I didn't want to take a chance of tearing something." "When I started working out of the house, I found that I had a lot of opportunities to dress up. After you left for work in the morning, I would get dressed in a skirt and blouse or dress and heels and spend the day working. At the end of the day, I would change back into my male clothing before you came home. Over the last few years, I've built up the rather extensive wardrobe that you found this morning." As John talked, Natalie continued to eat her dinner. "Have you ever gone out while you were dressed?" "Heavens no," John exclaimed. "I would be scared to death that someone might recognize me." "I still don't understand," Natalie said. "Are you gay? Do you want to become a women?" "Absolutely not. I love you Natalie. You're my wife and I want to be with you always. I have no interest in becoming a woman or having sex with anyone but you. I'm sorry that I didn't tell you about my crossdressing, but frankly I was afraid that you would leave me." For the next hour Natalie continued to ask John questions as she tried to come to grips with his revelations. Finally she said, "Don't worry, John. I love you too and I'm not going to leave you. However this morning's discovery was a terrible shock to my system. I'm going to need some time to deal with my thoughts and feelings." "I understand," John replied. For the next couple of weeks, Natalie spent a considerable amount of time reading everything she could find about crossdressing. She discovered that the majority of crossdressers are not gay and have no desire to become women. They just enjoy the feel of silk and satin against their skin. They like to dress in sexy outfits and shed their male persona. Natalie found herself becoming curious about what John would look like as a woman, wearing a dress and heels, with his make-up done and a long wig on his head. At 5'8" tall and 140 pounds, she thought he would probably make a rather attractive woman. Eventually Natalie made her decision. She loved her husband. If he wanted to dress in satin and lace, she would accept and support his desires. She then began to plan for her first meeting with John's alter ego. She decided to have John's coming out party on the first Friday after New Years. To get prepared, she took the day off from work. When John arrived home from his sales calls, he found the table set for a romantic candlelight dinner and Natalie wearing a sexy black cocktail dress and her patent leather stiletto heels. "What's the occasion?" he asked. "I think it's time that I met my new girlfriend," Natalie replied. "There's plenty of time before dinner. Why don't you go and make yourself beautiful." "Are you sure?" John asked. "Absolutely," she replied. "Now go and get changed, and don't dawdle." With that, John headed for the attic to select an outfit and then went into the bedroom to get changed. John decided that if Natalie wanted to meet his feminine side, he would go all out to impress her. He started with a hot shower. Natalie had some depilatory cream that he used to remove his light body hair. He then gave himself a very close shave. Once he was dry and powdered, he put on a tight panty girdle to hide his male organ. Next came a lace-up corset that he used to pull in his waist to a slim 26". That was followed by sheer nylon stockings that were attached to the garters on the corset. John then put on a lacy red bra and inserted breastforms into the cups. At this point John sat down at Natalie's vanity table to put on his makeup. He started with a creme foundation and powder make- up. He then dusted his cheeks with blush. Next came eye shadow and liner with three coats of mascara to lengthen his lashes. That was followed by a bright red lipstick that John applied with a brush to give his lips the right shape. The last step was to apply a set of fake fingernails painted red to match his lipstick. The face looking back at John in the mirror was that of a very attractive woman. Once John was done with his make-up, it was time to finish dressing. He had chosen to wear his sexiest red satin cocktail dress for the evening. The dress hugged every curve in his body, ending about 3" above his knees. His shoes were a pair of red patent-leather pumps with 5" heels. Finally came the crowning touch - his shoulder-length blonde wig. He added a pair of gold clip-on earrings from his collection and a necklace that he borrowed from Natalie's jewelry case. John was ready. He checked himself in the full-length mirror and then proceeded to the family room where Natalie was listening to a CD and drinking a glass of wine. She had heard the tapping of his heels as he walked across the kitchen floor, but she was still stunned by his appearance. "Wow, you're really beautiful. Come here and let me get a better look at you." John walked across the room and did a pirouette in front of her. "Do I really look okay?" he asked. "You look better than okay," Natalie replied. "If I didn't know it was you, I never would have recognized you. There's just one thing wrong." "What's that?" he asked. "Calling you John just doesn't fit with your new appearance. You need a more suitable name." "How about Jennifer?" he suggested. "I think that fits very nicely," she replied. "Well, Jennifer. Sit down and have a glass of wine. Dinner's not quite ready yet." Jennifer poured herself a glass of wine and sat down on the couch. She crossed her legs and pulled the hem of her dress down as she had seen Natalie do so many times in the past. Natalie noticed this motion and nodded approvingly. "I'm really jealous of you," she said. "Your dress is sexier than anything I own. Where did you get it?" "I got this and a lot of my other clothes from Bridget's Boutique. It a woman's clothing store that caters to crossdressers. They have an extensive selection of dresses, lingerie, shoes, wigs and cosmetics - everything that we 'girls' needs to look beautiful. The best part of shopping there is that I can try things on in their private dressing rooms. That way I'm sure it fits before I buy it." "Well it fits perfectly," observed Natalie. They continued chatting as they sipped their wine. When dinner was ready, Jennifer lit the candles and turned down the lights while Natalie dished up the meal. When they were seated, Natalie held up her glass of wine. "I'd like to propose a toast to the start of a lasting friendship with my new girlfriend." "And I want to toast my wonderful wife. Thank you for being willing to understand and accept my desire to dress up. You're really a special person." Natalie had prepared a gourmet dinner for Jennifer's coming out party. As they ate and talked, both Jennifer and Natalie relaxed and really began to enjoy the evening. Before long they were talking and giggling like a couple of schoolgirls. When they were finished, Jennifer cleared the table while Natalie poured them each a snifter of brandy. They then sat down to relax and listen to the music. Natalie moved closer and began to run her fingers up Jennifer's leg and under her dress. The feel of her fingers gently caressing Jennifer's stocking-clad leg was incredible. Jennifer's hand slid up to Natalie's breast and began massaging it through her dress. Their lips met in a passionate kiss. Jennifer felt her swollen penis pushing against the prison of her panty girdle, straining to get out. Within minutes, Natalie's panties were soaking wet from the flow of her love juice. "I think I'm getting a very unladylike bulge in the front of my dress," whispered Jennifer. "Well then, we'd better do something about that," Natalie said as she reached behind to unzip Jennifer's dress. Their passion continued to grow as they slowly undressed each other. When they had stripped to just their stockings and heels, Natalie guided Jennifer down onto the family room floor. Positioning herself above Jennifer, Natalie began to fondle her throbbing cock. Slowly she eased her mouth down on it and began to suck. At the same time, she lowered her sopping pussy down to Jennifer's waiting tongue. Within minutes they had both exploded in mutual orgasms of titanic intensity. After catching her breath, Natalie began working to bring Jennifer's now-limp penis back to life. It didn't take long. Once she had it standing at attention, she turned around and lowered herself onto it. Slowly and rhythmically, Jennifer and Natalie began moving together. The speed and intensity of their love dance began to increase dramatically. They seemed to go on forever before coming in even more intense orgasms. Completely spent, they lay on the floor in each other's arms. "That was incredible," said Natalie. "If wearing women's clothes gets you this turned on, you can wear them whenever you want." "You were pretty hot yourself. I've never seen you as passionate as you were tonight. I'll admit I really enjoyed dressing up and spending the evening as your girlfriend. But I think you liked it as much as I did." "I'll have to admit that you're right. I wasn't sure what to expect or how I'd react to seeing you in a dress. When you walked through the door, I was really shocked. You had transformed yourself into a very attractive woman. That made it much easier to think of you as my girlfriend and not my husband. I've had a wonderful evening and I'm already looking forward to our next one." John didn't have to wait long for his next opportunity to dress in his feminine finery. The next day being Saturday, John spent the morning working in the yard. He came in at noon, ready to sit down with a sandwich and watch some of the ballgame. "John, come see what I've done," called Natalie from the spare bedroom. When he went upstairs, he discovered that Natalie had moved all of his women's clothes from the box in the attic to the bedroom. His dresses, skirts and blouses were neatly hanging in the closet while his lingerie was folded and put away in the dresser. Natalie had placed his wigs on wig stands in the top of the closet while his shoes were on a rack on the floor. "You have so many nice clothes," Natalie observed. "I would hate to see them get ruined in the attic. They'll do much better down here." "Thanks very much. I appreciate you doing that for me." "As I was putting things away, I noticed that you have a very sexy black satin maid's uniform. I'll bet you look stunning in it." "Well, I'm not sure about that," he said sheepishly. "But I do think that when I'm wearing my fishnet stockings and high-heeled pumps, the uniform really shows off my legs." "I've often fantasized about having a maid that would wait on me hand and foot. Are you interested in playing the role?" "I'd love to try it," John replied. "It will take me a while to get everything ready though. Why don't you go shopping this afternoon? When you get home you'll find your new maid waiting to serve you." Natalie headed for the mall while John took off for the grocery store. Since he occasionally fixed dinner when Natalie had to work late, he was comfortable around the kitchen. For tonight's dinner, he decided on baked fish with rice and a Caesar salad. Once he had made his purchases, he returned home to get everything ready for his wife's return. When the table was set and the salad prepared, it was time for his transformation. He started with a quick shower and a close shave. He then put on a pair of white ruffled panties. He selected a waist cincher, rather than a lace up corset to give his waist the desired shape without restricting his ability to move around. He figured he would be busy tonight. He carefully pulled on his fishnet stockings and attached them to the garters on the waist cincher. He put on his bra and inserted his breastforms and then stepped into a full white petticoat. He took extra time to make sure his make-up was perfect. He selected a pink frosted lipstick and applied matching pink fingernails. Then he was ready for his maid's uniform. It was very form-fitting and always a little tricky to get the back zipper closed. It was a shiny black satin with white lace trim on the neck and sleeves. He tied the white satin apron around his waist. For tonight he decided to wear his brunette wig. It framed his face in a mass of curls. Finally he was ready. Stepping into his high-heeled pumps he admired himself in the mirror. He had to admit that he didn't look too bad. It was nearly 6:30 when he heard Natalie's car pull into the garage. She came into the house carrying several packages. John curtsied. "Good evening, Madame. My name is Yvette and I'm your new French maid. May I take your coat?" Natalie broke into a big smile at the sight in front of her. "Good evening, Yvette." She set down her packages and took off her coat. "Here you are. Thanks very much." As Yvette headed for the closet she asked: "Did you enjoy your shopping trip this afternoon?" "It was great. Why don't you bring me a glass of wine and I'll show you what I bought." With that she picked up her packages and headed for the family room. Yvette poured a glass of wine. Placing it on a silver- serving tray along with some cheese and crackers, she followed her mistress into the family room. Once Natalie was seated, Yvette served her wine and placed the food on a small table next to her chair. "This is for you Yvette," Natalie said handing her a package from Victoria's Secret. Yvette opened the bag. Inside were several pairs of lace and satin panties in various styles and colors. "I decided that you need to have something besides your white cotton jockey shorts. I'm really interested to see what you think of the thong I bought you." "Thank you ma'am. I can't wait to model them for you." Natalie opened the next packages to show Yvette a new skirt and sweater that she had purchased for herself. "They're lovely," Yvette cooed. Natalie handed them to her. "Please remove the tags and hang them in my closet for me." "Certainly ma'am. What about the last package you have there." "That's for later," replied Natalie. "You know Yvette, a nice hot bubble bath would really feel great. Is there time before dinner?" "Absolutely. I'll go now and get it ready for you." Yvette headed for the bedroom. By the time Natalie had removed her clothes, everything was ready. Steam was rising from a bathtub filled with bubbles. "Hmm, this feels wonderful," Natalie said as she slid down into the water. Yvette busied herself hanging up Natalie's clothes. "What would you like to wear tonight, ma'am?" Natalie pondered for a moment. "I think I'll wear my velvet jumpsuit. I'd also like to wear pantyhose tonight rather than stockings. And my black high-heeled sandals. Could you lay them out for me, Yvette?" "Certainly, ma'am." When Natalie was done with her bath, Yvette was ready with the large terrycloth towel to dry her off. She then helped Natalie powder herself. "It will take me about 15 minutes to get dressed and made up, Yvette. Why don't you go ahead and finish getting dinner ready. Make sure you set a place for yourself. I'd like to be able to talk to you while I'm eating." By the time Natalie descended to the dining room, Yvette had everything ready. The salad was served and hot rolls were just coming out of the oven. Yvette held Natalie's chair for her and then poured her another glass of wine. "Don't be bashful, Yvette. Help yourself to a glass of wine also." "Thank you, ma'am." Yvette sat down and began to nibble at her salad. Dinner was wonderful. Yvette had succeeded in preparing a delicious meal, and Natalie was very complimentary of both the food and the service. When they were finished, Yvette cleared the table. "Would you like to have your coffee in the family room, ma'am?" "That sounds like a great idea." While Yvette busied herself cleaning up the dishes, Natalie relaxed on the couch drinking her coffee and reading the paper. "Yvette, I think there's a little bit of ironing in the basket. Would you mind doing it for me?" "I would be happy to, ma'am." As Natalie sat on the couch watching Yvette do the ironing, she decided that life couldn't be much better. She had a wonderful husband, a great new girlfriend and a maid who would do anything she asked. And they were all the same person. The possibilities were endless. "I don't think I've told you, Yvette. You really are a lovely young lady. Your uniform fits you perfectly." "Thank you ma'am. I'll admit that I enjoy wearing it." When the ironing was done and Natalie had finished her coffee, she stretched. "I think I'm ready to retire to the boudoir. I'd like to wear my white chiffon negligee tonight. Could you get it out for me and turn down the bed?" "Yes, ma'am." Yvette headed for the bedroom while Natalie turned out the lights and locked the doors. Joining her in the bedroom, Natalie turned her back so that Yvette could unzip the jumpsuit. She handed it to her maid to hang up and took off the rest of her clothes, which she dropped in the middle of the floor. "Please take care of these, Yvette. And be careful that you don't run my pantyhose when you wash them out." "Yes, ma'am." When she was done, Yvette returned to the bedroom. There she found her mistress lying on the bed in her negligee with her back propped against her pillow. As she approached the bed, Natalie pulled up the hem of her nightgown, raised her knees and spread them to expose her love nest. "Yvette, my pussy needs a good tongue-lashing. Could you help me out?" "I'd love to." Climbing onto the bed, she knelt before her mistress and began to gently kiss and caress the inside of her thighs. Slowly she worked her way down each leg and then around her love mound. Yvette worked her tongue into Natalie's slit and began to flick it against her love button. Natalie moaned in ecstasy and ground her hips against Yvette's face. Time stood still as Yvette nuzzled Natalie's pussy. The aroma of her juices was heavenly. Natalie came again and again, each orgasm more intense than the last. When Natalie was at last completely spent she reached down and gently pulled Yvette's face to her own. Their lips met. Natalie forced her tongue deeply into Yvette's mouth. "It's your turn now my love." She rolled Yvette onto her side and snuggled against her. She slid her hand under Yvette's petticoat and began to fondle her penis through her ruffled panties. When it was rock-hard, she eased Yvette's panties down her legs. Raising the skirt and petticoat above Yvette's waist Natalie lowered herself onto Yvette's throbbing cock. "Just lay there and relax," she whispered. "I'll take care of everything." She tightened her pelvic muscles, clamping Yvette's cock deep inside her and began to gyrate her hips. Slowly at first, and then with an increasing frenzy, she moved back-and-forth. The feeling was incredible. Yvette felt like she would explode if she didn't come soon. Suddenly Natalie relaxed her muscles. Yvette came instantly, firing her cum deeply into Natalie's womb. "That was incredible," Yvette gasped when she had finally caught her breath. "Where did you ever learn that maneuver?" "I read about it in a magazine." She slid off her maid. "Just lay there until I can get you cleaned up. I would hate to have you stain your beautiful uniform." She returned to the bedroom a moment later carrying a washcloth and towel, along with the remaining package from her afternoon shopping trip. After cleaning Yvette's limp penis, she handed her the package. "You did a superb job tonight as my maid. Here's your pay." Yvette opened the package. Inside was a long silk nightgown in gold with spaghetti straps and a slit up the front. "It beautiful. Thank you so much." "This will look much better on you than your male pajamas. Now go ahead and get ready for bed." Yvette headed for the bathroom to make the transformation back to John. When he returned to the bedroom several minutes later, the make-up and wig were gone. It was John, clad in the gold gown, but still looking remarkably sexy. "That looks lovely on you." "Thanks sweetheart," John said as he slid under the covers. "I really had a wonderful time playing Yvette tonight." As they drifted off to sleep, both Natalie and John were thinking the same thing: "Life couldn't get much better." CHAPTER 2: THE SHOPPING TRIP "What would you like to do today?" John asked. It was late on Saturday morning and John and Natalie were relaxing at the kitchen table, enjoying a second cup of coffee. It had been two months since Natalie had first discovered his stash of women's clothes in the attic. In that time, she had had a chance to get to know both Jennifer, John's feminine alter-ego, and Yvette, her new maid intimately. Fridays were set aside for Natalie and Jennifer. Each week they tried something different. One week they had both dressed in long gowns for an elegant formal dinner. On another week, Jennifer had posed in several outfits while Natalie took pictures with their digital camera. They had then had a great time editing the photos on the computer. There had been make-up nights and hair nights and girl's night at the movies. The previous night had been particularly exciting. They decided to have a contest to see who made the best-looking hooker. Jennifer had donned her black leather skirt with a see-through chiffon blouse and black patent leather shoes with 5" metallic gold spike heels. Under her skirt she wore satin thong panties. A garter belt held up her seamed stockings. The thong left her with a rather obvious bulge in the front of her skirt. She painted her lips bright red and added 1" red fingernails. False eyelashes with heavy mascara and eye shadow had completed the look. One look at Natalie and it was clear that, in spite of her efforts, Jennifer had lost the contest. Natalie was wearing a black miniskirt with high-heeled black boots and thigh-high stockings. Her wonderbra pushed her tits up and almost out the front of her low-cut red blouse. The effect was stunning. Her make-up also made her sexual intentions for the night very clear. The rest of the night was filled with steamy sex. They took turns bringing each other to a climax orally before raising their skirts and completing their union. By the time they had finally fallen into bed exhausted, it was nearly 2 AM. Now as they sat enjoying the last remnants of their breakfast, Natalie looked out the window. "It's a beautiful day. I can't see spending it around the house. How about going shopping?" "Sounds like a good idea to me. Where would you like to go?" Natalie thought for a moment. "Why don't we go to Bridget's Boutique? You've told me about it, and I know you've gotten a lot of your clothes there. Maybe we could find you a new outfit." John's mouth dropped open in shock. "Are you serious? It would be fun to show you where I shop, but I wasn't sure what you would think of it." "I'd really like to see it. However there's one caveat. If we're going to shop for a sexy new outfit for you, you'll need to be properly attired for the trip." "Whoa. I'm not going outside in a dress. What if somebody saw me?" "Don't worry. Nobody would ever recognize you. Besides, since Bridget's is a store for crossdressers, I would assume that a lot of the customers wear their feminine clothes while shopping." John nodded. "If you think it will be okay, I'm willing to give it a try. You'll have to drive though. I'd have a hard time explaining things to a policeman if we got stopped." Natalie gave her husband a big hug and kiss. "It'll be fun." They headed for the bedroom to get ready. "You should probably wear something conservative, so you don't draw too much attention to yourself," Natalie suggested. "How about your gray skirt suit with a white blouse, and your low-heeled pumps. It's a very attractive outfit and it makes you look very feminine." John nodded in agreement. For herself, she selected a navy blue knit dress and mid-heels. The dress really showed off her figure. She wanted to make sure that people's attention would be drawn first to her, rather than to Jennifer. When they were ready, they headed for the car. "I'm really scared," Jennifer confided. "What happens if someone makes me as a man. I'd die of embarrassment." Natalie reassured her. "There's no way that anyone would detect that there's a man under the clothes and make-up. I'll be with you all the time, and I won't let anything bad happen." They climbed into the car and headed for the store. It was about 45 minutes drive to a neighboring city. While they drove, Jennifer practiced her feminine voice and Natalie offered her pointers. When they got there, Jennifer directed her to a parking lot near the store. "Are you ready?" Natalie asked. "As ready as I'll ever be. Let's go before I loose my nerve." They got out of the car and headed for the boutique, two beautiful women out on an afternoon shopping trip. Once inside Jennifer began to relax. She showed Natalie around the store. Natalie was amazed by the large selection of dresses, lingerie, wigs, shoes, cosmetics and jewelry. She was also surprised by the large number of customers. She had never realized that there were so many crossdressers. She noticed another couple shopping together. Both were wearing dresses, and she suspected that they were a couple like she and Jennifer. They passed a display of silicone breastforms and Natalie stopped to examine them. "There so lifelike," she said to Jennifer. "You really need some new ones. Yours aren't very realistic and it limits what you can wear. Why don't you try on a pair?" "They look great, but they're very expensive." "After the commission check you just received, I'm sure we can afford them." Just then a saleslady walked past. Noticing Natalie and Jennifer, she approached. "If you would like to be fitted for a pair, we have a private fitting room and a specialist who can help you." Jennifer looked at Natalie. "Go ahead and try them on," said Natalie. Jennifer followed the saleslady to the fitting room where she was introduced to the fitter. She removed her jacket, blouse and bra. The fitter measured her chest and checked her skin color. She then had Jennifer sit back in a reclining chair. "Given your body size, I would recommend a pair of C-size forms. They'll look the most natural." She brought out a pair in the right size and color. "Let me show you how these can be attached to your chest so that you can see what they look and feel like." With Jennifer's okay she applied adhesive to the forms and carefully attached them to Jennifer's chest, explaining the procedure as she went along. She then showed Jennifer how to use make-up to blend the breastforms into her natural skin. When she was done, she helped Jennifer into her bra. "What do you think?" Jennifer stood to examine herself in the large mirror. "They're unbelievable," she said, admiring her new bosom in the mirror. "They look so real." The fitter smiled and handed Jennifer her blouse. "Why don't you wear them for a while to see what they feel like." Jennifer thanked her and got dressed. When she returned to the shopping area, she found Natalie talking to another woman. "Jennifer, this is Elaine. She's here with her girlfriend Stephanie." "It's a pleasure to meet you Jennifer." Jennifer mumbled a greeting, her face turning red under her make-up. "How do they fit?" Natalie asked. Turning to Elaine, she explained, "Jennifer has just been fitted with new breastforms." "They look great. The fitter told me to wear them for a while to see what I think." "Well I'd like to see them too." She handed Jennifer a burgundy knit dress with a scoop neckline that she had been holding. "I found this dress. Why don't you try it on and let's see what your new cleavage looks like?" Reluctantly taking the dress, Jennifer headed for the dressing rooms. As she entered the dressing room area, she saw Elaine's girlfriend going into another dressing room with a beautiful silk cocktail dress. Jennifer slipped off her suit and stepped into the knit dress. Zipping the back, she examined her reflection in the full-length mirror. She had to admit that the effect was spectacular. The dress hugged her body, ending about 3" above her knees. But it was her bosom that captured her attention. Protruding above the neckline was a very feminine cleavage. Jennifer thought that it would be nearly impossible to tell that her breasts weren't real without a close inspection. Summoning all of her courage she left the dressing room and headed back toward Natalie and Elaine. As she approached, she noticed that Elaine's girlfriend was already there. She seemed very relaxed as she modeled her dress for the girls. They all turned as Jennifer arrived. "Wow!" Natalie exclaimed. "That dress looks incredible on you. I think those breastforms might give you a better cleavage than I've got." Taking Jennifer by the hand, she turned toward the other two girls: "Jennifer, this is Elaine's girlfriend Stephanie." Stephanie took Jennifer's hand with a very feminine motion. "It's nice to meet you Jennifer. I have to agree with Natalie. You look lovely in that dress." Her voice was soft and sultry, suggesting that she had had a lot of practice speaking with a feminine voice. "It's nice to meet you too, Stephanie. You do a good job of filling out that dress you're wearing also." "Both of you look great in those outfits," said Elaine. Turning to Stephanie, she said: "Yours will be perfect for next month's party." "That dress was made for you," Natalie told Jennifer. "I definitely think you should buy it, along with those beautiful breasts." Jennifer nodded in agreement. Having decided on those purchases, Elaine and Natalie suggested that they try on some other outfits for future reference. For the next hour, Jennifer and Stephanie took turns modeling various dresses and gowns for their wives. Jennifer even got up the courage to try on a pink satin maid's uniform. "I've already got one of those," Stephanie whispered to her. "I'll bet you look cute in it." When at last they paid for their purchases and were heading for the door, Elaine turned to Jennifer. "Stephanie and I are going out to dinner now. Would you two care to join us?" "I don't think so. This is the first time I've ever been out of the house dressed in women's clothes. It took all my courage and a lot of support from Natalie just to come here." "Don't worry," chimed in Stephanie. "We're going to a restaurant that we visit frequently. The lighting is low, the owner knows us, and we always get a nice booth towards the back of the room. You're a very nice couple and we'd like to get to know you better." "It sounds like fun Jennifer," said Natalie. "I don't think there would be much risk. What do you say?" "Well, I've gotten this far. I guess it would be okay." Elaine gave them directions and they headed to their cars. When they got to the restaurant, they found Stephanie and Elaine waiting for them. "We called ahead," said Stephanie. "Our table is waiting for us." When they entered, the owner came forward to greet them. "It's nice to see you again. You both look lovely as always." Turning to Jennifer and Natalie he said, "I see you've brought some friends. Welcome to the Hideaway Restaurant. I hope you'll enjoy your evening with us. Your table is all ready. Please follow me." He led the way into the dining room and seated them at a secluded table near the rear of the dining room. "May I take your drink orders?" When they had ordered, Jennifer surveyed the room. It was large and richly decorated with wood-paneled walls and dark green velvet cushions on the chairs. The lighting was low and many of the tables were filled with couples. No one seemed to be paying the least bit of attention to them. She began to relax. The drinks arrived. Stephanie raised her glass to propose a toast. "Here's to our new girlfriends. May this be the first of many encounters." Jennifer decided that it was time for her to get into the flow of the evening. "When we left home this morning, I never would have guessed that we would be dining with new friends tonight. Here's to both of you for helping us make this a great day." Over drinks and dinner the two couples chatted. Elaine and Stephanie were fascinated by Natalie's story of how she had discovered John's secret. "I'm amazed that you have been so accepting of the situation," said Elaine. "I'll admit that it was very difficult at first. I didn't understand why John would want to dress in women's clothes, or if I had in some way failed him. I wasn't sure I could face seeing him dressed that way. It wasn't until I had met Jennifer that I understood how important this was to John, and that I could be a part of this side of his life as well. As surprising as it may sound, discovering John's feminine side has been the best thing that ever happened to our marriage." "I don't find it at all surprising," said Elaine. "Living with both Stephen and Stephanie has been wonderful. Like you, it took me a while to get over my initial reaction to the discovery of Stephen's feminine side. It's been almost 10 years since I first met Stephanie, and I've never regretted it." Listening to this exchange between their wives, Stephanie turned to Jennifer. "Have you ever thought about trying to find other couples who share your interests in beauty and femininity?" "We've never talked about it much. I wouldn't have any idea how to go about making connections with the right people. There's no way we would ever consider visiting places like gay bars where we might meet other crossdressers. I think it was an incredible stroke of luck meeting the two of you today at Bridget's." "There have been a lot of times that I would have given anything to be able to talk to someone else who really understood what I was going through," said Natalie. "Unfortunately it's not the kind of subject you can discuss with just anybody. Why do you ask?" Stephanie and Elaine looked at each other. Elaine nodded imperceptibly. "We may be able to help you," said Stephanie. "For the past five years, we've been members of a crossdresser's club. There are 11 couples in the club. All of us are very happily married and devoted to our spouses. Like you, we have no interest in visiting gay bars or other places where crossdressers might congregate. But we all enjoy dressing up and we like to do things with friends who share our interests. The club also provides emotional support to each other. It sounds like you both appreciate how important that can be." "I think we'd both appreciate having a group of friends that we could talk to," said Jennifer. "How does the club work?" "The men meet once a month," explained Stephanie. "We try to act like a sorority group. We are each working to improve our feminine persona. So we practice a variety of feminine activities. Periodically we make appointments for private visits to one of several women's stores where we are known and our business is appreciated." Elaine continued, "The wives also meet once a month. We share our experiences and help each other when we encounter problems. We also talk a lot about what we can do to help our spouses. We have all become very good friends." "We have a party on the last Saturday night of each month for the whole group. Each party has a theme and we go all out to make each one special. Our schedule includes a Valentine party and a Halloween party. There's the Christmas party where everyone dresses in holiday gowns. We have a couple of gourmet dinners each year. For each one, half of the men's group joins the wives group in beautiful dresses while the other half prepares and serves the dinners in their maid's uniforms. The highlight of the year is the annual spring prom. We get to don our prom dresses and high heels while our spouses rent tuxedos. We then dance into the wee hours of the morning." Natalie and Jennifer were stunned. "I would have never guessed that a group like yours existed," said Jennifer. She looked at Natalie and saw her smiling. "Would it be possible for us to join your group?" Elaine replied, "If it was up to us, there would be no problem. But, as you can understand, we are a small and very close-knit group. Everyone gets a vote on any new members." "If you're interested, we'll set up a meeting with the whole group," said Stephanie. "It will give them a chance to get to know you and vice versa. If everyone agrees you'll be invited to join the club." Jennifer and Natalie looked at each other. It was clear that both wanted to do it. "Please set it up," said Natalie. "We'd love to meet the rest of your group." They gave Elaine and Stephanie their phone number. As they were leaving the restaurant the owner came up to them. Handing a business card to Jennifer, he said, "I hope you enjoyed your meal. Please come back again soon. You're welcome any time. Just call me and I'll arrange to have a table waiting for you." "Thank you," said Jennifer. "It was a wonderful dinner and a great evening. We'll definitely be back." With hugs and kisses all around, the couples headed their separate ways. As Natalie and Jennifer drove home, they reminisced about the day. "I was amazed by how well you did at the restaurant," said Natalie. You seemed to really relax and enjoy being one of the girls." "Once it was clear that no one was paying any attention to us, I was able to focus on our conversation and forget that there were other people around. Watching Stephanie act so comfortable as a woman made it a lot easier. They really are a nice couple. What do you think about joining their crossdresser's club?" "I think it would be very good for both of us. It sounds like they have a lot of fun. But only if you want to do it." "I do. I think it would be great also. Hopefully they'll call us soon." When they got home neither one of them was tired. "Let's put on our negligees and have a nightcap," suggested Natalie. As they undressed, Natalie couldn't help but stare at Jennifer's new breasts. She fondled them. "Not only do they look real, they even feel quite natural." Jennifer pulled back. "Quit playing with my boobies." "Fairs fair. You're always playing with mine." She planted a big kiss on Jennifer's artificial nipple. "Hmm, that tastes good." Jennifer put on a nightgown with a built in bra to hold her new breasts in place. She slid a pair of thigh-high stockings up her legs and stepped into her high-heeled pumps. Natalie admired her feminine endowments. "You look very sexy in that outfit. I'm getting hot already. Why don't you get us a brandy while I finish getting changed." When Jennifer returned to the bedroom with their drinks, Natalie had turned down the covers, plumped up the pillows and lit the candles. The atmosphere was very sensual. They lounged on the bed and sipped their drinks. Gently they kissed and caressed each other's bodies. Slowly their passion began to build. Every touch added to their stimulation. When at last they achieved their release, a feeling of total contentment settled over them. Later as they cuddled together with their breasts touching, John smiled at his wife. "Thank you for a wonderful day. I consider myself the luckiest guy in the world to have you for my wife." As he drifted off to sleep he heard his wife murmur: "Life couldn't get much better." John smiled in agreement. CHAPTER 3: JOINING THE CLUB It was Monday evening. The phone was ringing as Natalie came into the house from work. John was still out on his sales calls. "Hello," she said breathlessly as she snatched the phone off the wall. "Hello Natalie. This is Stephanie calling. I wanted to let you know that I've talked to the other members of the club, and everyone is anxious to meet you. Would you and Jennifer be able to join us this Friday evening for a get together with the group?" Natalie was thrilled by the prospect. "We'd love to. Just tell me where and when." Stephanie gave her directions and their phone number in case they got lost. "Try to be here around 7 PM." "We'll be there. We're really looking forward to it." Natalie began to fix the dinner. As she worked she thought about the experiences of the last couple of days. Saturday had been one of the most enjoyable days of her life. Visiting the dress shop with John in his feminine finery, meeting Stephanie and Elaine, and then spending the evening at a restaurant with her best girlfriend and their new friends had been a blast. While their lovemaking had not had the heat and passion of other encounters, it had been incredibly romantic. Sunday had been really different. John decided he wanted to try on some of his outfits with his new breasts to see how they looked. He transformed himself back into Jennifer and spent the next several hours modeling various outfits as Natalie took pictures. As the day wore on the outfits got skimpier and the poses more provocative. After one particularly suggestive set of poses while dressed in a black lace bra and panties with a garter belt, stockings and high heels. "You could probably get a job as a lingerie model for Victoria's Secret. You've got all of the moves." Natalie continued, "I think it's time that I joined the party. Why don't you get us a drink while I slip into something more appropriate." Jennifer slipped a robe over her outfit and headed for the bar to fix the drinks. When she returned to the bedroom she found Natalie attired in a similar outfit, except in white instead of black. They set the camera on a tripod. Using the self-timer they took a number of pictures in increasingly erotic positions. Eventually they forgot about the camera and focused on each other. Natalie eased Jennifer's throbbing cock out of her panties and took it deep into her mouth. She used her mouth and tongue to work Jennifer up to a powerful orgasm. She held the cum in her mouth until the orgasm subsided. She then moved forward until she was straddling Jennifer. Lowering herself, she kissed Jennifer full on the lips. Opening her mouth, she allowed the cum to flow back to its origin. Natalie then rolled over on her back and spread her legs so that Jennifer could return the favor. Jennifer didn't disappoint her. Using her tongue, she stimulated Natalie's clitoris until her body was wracked with a series of orgasms. As her juices flowed Jennifer sucked them into her mouth so that Natalie could experience her own nectar. As they lay on the bed together after their lovemaking, Jennifer smiled. "I don't think we'll need dinner tonight." Now, as she finished preparing the meal, she smiled as she relived the weekend's experiences. When John got home from work, dinner was ready and waiting. Natalie have him a big hug and a kiss. "Guess what? We got a call from Stephanie. We're all set to meet the rest of their group this Friday night." As they ate they talked about the club and what might be in store for them on Friday night. "What do you think I should wear?" asked John. "Stephanie suggested that you wear the new dress you bought last Saturday. She said you'd fit right in." The week seemed to drag by for both of them. They couldn't wait for Friday to come. Natalie was able to leave work a little early on Friday afternoon. When she got home she discovered that John was already soaking in a bubble bath and shaving his legs. "Don't you look cute," she chided. "Now hurry up, it's my turn." When John got out of the tub, Natalie handed him a small bag. "There's some new lipstick and nail polish in there. I got you a burgundy color to match your new dress." John kissed his wife. "You really are thoughtful. Go ahead and get your bath now while I start getting ready. There's a casserole in the oven and I've made us a salad. We can eat before we leave." John headed for the bedroom to start his transformation. He put on a new panty girdle that he had purchased earlier in the week. It was designed to completely hide his penis. At the same time it had padding added to the hips and rear to give him a more feminine shape. John then lay down on the bed and carefully attached his breastforms. He put on a lace wonderbra to give him the desired cleavage and a lace-up corset to bring in his waist. He decided on pantyhose, rather than stockings for the evening so that there would be no risk of a stocking top showing below the hem of his dress. John then sat down at the vanity table and began to work on his face. He used a creme foundation and powder make-up to hide his beard shadow and give him a feminine complexion. He waxed his eyebrows and used the foundation to conceal them, and then drew in a thin arched brow with his eyebrow pencil. Next came eyeliner, shadow and mascara. Looking at himself in the mirror, he decided that his eyes were one of his better features. He used a lip brush to apply his new burgundy lipstick and added blush to give his cheeks a healthy glow. Finally he carefully placed his blonde wig on his head and combed it out. The golden hair framed his face beautifully. Next John turned his attention to his hands. He applied medium- length fingernails, using glue to make sure they didn't pop off. He applied two coats of the burgundy nail polish to give his nails a high gloss. When the polish was dry he put on his dress and his black leather pumps with the 5" heels. A pair of gold earrings completed his outfit. When he was finished, he stood in front of the full-length mirror. Staring back at him was Jennifer, looking more beautiful than ever. Just then Natalie came into the bedroom to see how the transformation was progressing. Her mouth dropped open in amazement. "You're absolutely stunning tonight. There's no way I'd ever let you go out in public looking like that. You'd have the men falling all over themselves to hit on you." "Don't worry, I have no interest in turning on other men. I do appreciate your compliment however. I really want to make a good impression on the other members of the club tonight." "You look very nice yourself," Jennifer continued admiring Natalie's outfit. She was wearing a tan dress with a wide brown belt that really accentuated her tiny waist, and brown high- heeled shoes. "You need one thing to complete your outfit," Natalie said as she opened her jewelry case. She held up her heart-shaped diamond pendant. Jennifer smiled and turned her back so that Natalie could fasten it at her neck. "It's lovely," she said as she admired the pendant nestling above her new breasts. Natalie walked all around her girlfriend, critically examining her from every angle. "If I didn't know better, I'd think you've been dieting. Your curves seem more pronounced tonight. Jennifer smiled sheepishly and explained about the new girdle. Natalie gave her a playful pat on the rear. "That's not fair, my dear." There was just time for a quick bite to eat before they would need to leave. Natalie dished up the casserole while Jennifer set out the salad. When they were done, they cleared the table, touched up their lipstick and got in the car for the trip to Stephanie and Elaine's house. It was about a 20-minute drive. Stephanie and Elaine lived in a large modern home in a sparsely populated area of a neighboring town. Opening the front door, Stephanie welcomed them warmly. "We're so glad you could come tonight. Everyone in the club is really excited about meeting you." Taking their coats, she admired Jennifer's outfit. "That dress looks great on you." She led the way into the living room where Elaine was awaiting their arrival. "Please sit down and make yourself comfortable. It'll be a few minutes before the other members of the club start to arrive. Would you like a glass of wine?" They both accepted. As Elaine poured the wine, Stephanie gave them each a nametag. "This will make it easier for everyone to remember names." She sat down on the couch next to Natalie. "Before the others get here, I'll explain a little about the format for tonight's meeting. We'll start with two separate meetings. Stephanie, you'll meet with my sorority sisters and me while Natalie meets with our spouses. Then you'll switch. That will give everyone a chance to get to know you both, and vice versa. After everyone meets you, we'll vote on inviting you to join our club. Based on our dinner last weekend, I'm sure the vote will just be a formality." Just then the doorbell rang. "Why don't you and Jennifer go into the family room?" Elaine suggested to Stephanie. "I'll get the door." Over the next half-hour, the members of the crossdressers club arrived. Stephanie introduced Jennifer to each sister as she came into the room. Everyone was very friendly. There were lots of hugs and kisses as the sisters greeted each other. As they waited for the last couple of stragglers to arrive, Jennifer was able to observe the group. The girls of the club came in all sizes and shapes. Several were over six feet tall in their stocking feet. They ranged from a voluptuous size 8 to a few who were size 20+. Some of them would have had no trouble passing as women anywhere. Jennifer noticed that they all had one thing in common. They were beautifully dressed and perfectly made up. Everyone wore dresses, stockings and high heels. Several had low-cut dresses that showed their cleavage or short skirts that displayed their lovely legs. Their voices were very feminine and they had worked very hard to develop their female persona. Jennifer knew that she really wanted to be a part of this group. When everyone had arrived, Stephanie introduced Christine, the president of the club. "Welcome to the crossdresser's club, Jennifer. We're very glad that you and Natalie would like to join us. However before inviting you to join, we want to make sure that you'll be compatible with our group. We also want to make sure that, after getting to know us better, you're still interested in joining." Christine continued, "Why don't you start by telling us about yourself." For the next several minutes, Jennifer told them about her life as both John and Jennifer. She described Natalie's discovery of her secret and her first night with Natalie while dressed as Jennifer. She told them about dressing up as Yvette to serve Natalie as her personal maid. The sorority sisters were fascinated. They asked a lot of questions and shared with Jennifer their own experiences dressing up. They also told Jennifer about the club's meetings and activities. The discussion was very lively. They talked about everything except the private details of their sex lives. Eventually Christine asked, "Now that you've had a chance to get to know us a little, would you still be interested in joining our club?" "Absolutely," gushed Jennifer. "You're all so easy to talk to. I already feel like I've known you all my life. I really enjoy dressing in feminine finery and acting like a lady. It's clear that you all share my interests. I know that I could learn a lot from you and hopefully I could help you as well." During this same time Natalie was sharing her experiences and feelings with the wives. She described her disgust at discovering John's box of clothes, her fear of what might happen to their marriage and ultimately her joy as her relationship with Jennifer and Yvette has developed. "I'm amazed," one of the wives commented. "You seem to have done a very good job of coming to grips with your husband's crossdressing." "Don't get me wrong. It hasn't been easy. However after a lot of soul searching I decided that I really loved John, in spite of his desire to dress up, and I was determined to do whatever was necessary to save our marriage." They were interested in the types of things she had John do when he was dressed as Yvette. Elaine spoke up, "We do a lot of socializing with each other. Frequently small groups get together for dinner or cards, and sometimes we ask one or more of the sorority sisters to help out as maids. Do you think Yvette would be interested?" "Absolutely. John really enjoys dressing as Yvette. I'm sure he would like to have the chance to dress up and play the role for others, as long as there was no risk of discovery." One of the girls asked if Natalie had ever tried dressing up as a man for a complete role reversal. "That's how Tammy and I first got started," she explained. "We did a switch for a Halloween party one time. By the end of the night, Tom had discovered that he was turned on by wearing sexy clothes and acting feminine, while I found that I enjoyed taking control of our lovemaking." "I've never tried it," responded Natalie. "But I already know from my experiences with Yvette that I like being in control some of the time." Several of the wives smiled at this answer. When they had finished their discussion, Elaine took Natalie to meet the sorority sisters and brought Jennifer back to the wives. After introducing Jennifer to each of the wives, they settled back into their chairs as she told her story. It was again a lively discussion as they peppered Jennifer with questions and shared their own experiences. The wives were very accepting of Jennifer as a woman, and they tried hard to make her feel comfortable. Several complimented her on her outfit and make-up. "Anytime you and Natalie want to go to the mall shopping, Claudia and I would love to go with you," said one of the wives. When at last the conversations had ended, Jennifer and Natalie were guided to chairs in the living room while the rest of the group gathered to discuss their membership. It was only a few minutes before Stephanie came to get them. She led them both to a large rec room in the basement where the entire club had gathered. Christine handed them each a glass of champagne. "The vote was unanimous. On behalf of the crossdresser's club, we would like to invite you to join us." Tears of joy welled up in their eyes. "We accept," said Jennifer. "You have a wonderful club. We're happy that we can be a part of it." Everyone cheered as they toasted the new members. For the next hour Jennifer and Natalie slowly worked their way around the room talking to each of their new friends. Around 11, they all had dessert and coffee. As they relaxed with their dessert, Christine said, "We should tell you about our new member induction ceremony. It is based on every crossdresser's ultimate fantasy - Jennifer, you're going to be a bride for a day. And since every bride needs a groom, we are hoping that you Natalie will consent to be the groom." "I'd love to," said Natalie, taking Jennifer's hand and giving it an affectionate squeeze. Christine continued, "As your sponsors, Stephanie and Elaine also have an important role in the ceremony. They will be your bridesmaids." "That means Elaine and I will have the chance to wear matching bridesmaids gowns," chimed in Stephanie. "I can't wait," said Jennifer. "This is a dream come true." When at last the party broke up, Stephanie and Jennifer talked about shopping for a wedding gown. "I know several bridal and formal stores where we can shop in private. I'll set up some appointments." As they drove home, Jennifer and Natalie talked about the evening. "I'm so excited," said Jennifer. "I've often dreamed about wearing a wedding dress." "You'll be a beautiful bride. I can't wait to see you walking down the aisle." Jennifer thought for a moment. Smiling she said, "We do have a small problem. Natalie isn't a very good name for a groom." Natalie laughed. "How about Nick? That sounds more masculine." "Jennifer and Nick. I like the sound of that. We'll make a very attractive couple." The next few weeks were a whirlwind of activity for Jennifer and Stephanie. They visited bridal shops where Jennifer tried on wedding gowns and Stephanie modeled bridesmaid's dresses. "Let's not make our decisions too quickly," suggested Stephanie. "We're having too much fun trying things on." At last they made their choices. Jennifer selected a beautiful off-the-shoulder gown with a fitted lace bodice, short lace sleeves and a full satin skirt covered with rhinestones and pearls. The bridesmaid's dresses were also a low-cut off-the- shoulder style with short sleeves. They were kelly-green satin with a long, straight, back-slit skirt. As the storeowner made a few minor adjustments to Jennifer's gown, she said, "You'll make a beautiful bride. This dress is perfect for you." While Jennifer and Stephanie were shopping for their gowns, Natalie and Elaine were also busy. Natalie was fitted for a tuxedo rental. They also visited the men's department at a store in the mall to buy jockey shorts, socks, shoes and a pair of men's pajamas. At Elaine's suggestion they went to a wig store where Natalie purchased a man's wig. "If you're going to be Nick for a day, you should be as realistic as possible." "I agree," said Natalie. A few days before the ceremony Jennifer and Stephanie picked up their gowns from the bridal shop. They also stopped at Victoria's Secret where Jennifer bought a beautiful white nightgown for her wedding night. Stephanie bought her a pair of white lace string bikini panties to wear under her wedding gown. "They're beautiful, but I don't think I could wear them. There would be nothing to hide my bulge." "I've got something for you at home which will address that problem," responded Stephanie. When they got back to Stephanie's house, she handed Jennifer a package. "It's a present from your sorority sisters." Opening the package she found a pair of flesh-colored latex panties. "There called pussy panties," explained Stephanie, showing Jennifer the vaginal opening. "You tuck your penis between your legs when you put them on and the panties hold it firmly in place. There's a small rubber sleeve that slips over the end of your cock before you tuck it away. The sleeve's connected to a tube which runs down to the opening so that you'll be able to relive yourself just like any other woman. Once the panties are in place, there will be no hint of your male organ." Stephanie continued, "Why don't you try them on. You'll probably find that they take a little getting used to." Taking the garment, along with her new string bikini panties, Jennifer headed for the bathroom. She stripped out of her clothes and pulled the latex panties up her legs. Getting everything positioned correctly turned out to be a little bit tricky, but after a few tries, she had the panties in place with her cock securely hidden between her legs. She put on the bikini and opened the bathroom door. Stephanie was waiting for her. "Check yourself out in the mirror. What do you think?" Clad in nothing but her bra and panties, Jennifer examined herself in the full-length mirror. Not a hint of John was visible. "It's incredible," she said breathlessly. "Nobody would ever guess that beneath this feminine body beats the heart of a man. Thank you very much." "We all have a pair and we love them. I can go anywhere I want, including the beach, as Stephanie with no fear of discovery." She continued, "You should wear them as much as possible over the next few days to get used to them. Just make sure that Natalie doesn't see them before Saturday. Natalie and Elaine were also busy with their own last minute preparations. Handing Natalie a couple of presents, Elaine said, "These are from the other wives. We believe that you should have as much fun being Nick for the day as John has being Jennifer." The first package contained a flesh-colored latex bra. It completely covered the upper part of her torso with hook closures under the arm. The inside of the bra contained cups to hold her tits aga