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Sweet Sixteen
Part 2
by Beverley Ann Miles
The other ladies had been great, the two youngsters, Vicky and Melanie,
adopted him as if he was a younger sister, and constantly gave him tips on
walking and moving. They were taken down into the store, and trailed
around after Gayle through all the floors and departments. They met the
department managers, and were shown store rooms and emergency exits,
and finally returned to the top floor, and the canteen. Lunchtime.
Gayle took Alex to one side. "How are you doing?" she asked, indicating his
appearance. "I don't think anyone noticed anything odd."
"It's odd," he replied "Not uncomfortable, well except, you know, down
there. But its also quite exciting and fun, like I'm in disguise. The girls have
been great!"
After lunch, they were split up, and most were sent to various departments
throughout the store. Gayle kept Alex, Vicky and Melanie, and took them
back to the training room to teach them how to use the cash registers in the
store. Whilst they were practising, Gayle disappeared into her office for half
an hour; when she returned, she called Alex over.
"OK, I've ordered you a new uniform set, but even rushed, it wont be here
until the day after tomorrow, so I'm afraid you're going to have to dress
again tomorrow. However, I have sorted out some other things. Firstly, I
want you to leave early, and go along to the hairdressers next door--you
know the one? Tell them I sent you. I've had a chat and they know what to
do with your hair. Don't worry, this is a favour for my mistake so it won't
cost you anything."
"Tomorrow, you had better come and change in my office, so I can do your
make-up again. But don't expect the same attention as earlier. Try and put
your underwear on at home. It'll save time."
***
It all went as Gayle proposed. The haircut was good--and needed--and
worked 'both ways'. Pulled back in a ponytail it worked OK for a male style,
but let loose, it hung around his face in a suitably feminine bob. He kept the
panties and tights on under his trousers, and in the morning, managed to get
himself tucked back again with no real difficulties.
Gayle was impressed with his appearance, and by opening time, he was
down in Ladies' Accessories, amongst the hosiery, belts and handbags. The
ladies he was working with knew of the situation, and treated him like any
other female member of staff. The only problem was going to the toilet, but
Gayle told him to use the ladies'--less likely to cause a problem as not
everybody was 'in the know' about his situation.
The next day, his male uniform had arrived, and he accepted it from Gayle
with relief. She told him to keep the ladies' underwear, with the comment
"You never know when you might need it!" She also didn't ask for the
female uniform back; Alex left it, with the underwear, in his locker.
***
During November, Alex was moved about the store to work in the different
departments, spending two or three days in each. He got to know the other
staff, and the ways of working. Generally the men looked after the male
clothing, the ladies after female apparel, and the non-gender-specific items
were covered by anyone. However there was some degree of cross-over.
After three weeks, most of the starters with Alex had been allocated to a
department, but he was still floating, often covering for people off sick or on
leave. He wasn't sure if he was getting paranoid, but he felt that he was
beginning to spend a more than average amount of time in the two floors
that made up Ladies' Wear.
Then, on the Friday of the third week, Alex was approached by Gayle, and a
manager that he hadn't seen since his first day; it was Debbie, who was in
charge of the Lingerie Department. Gayle asked if they could have a word--
in private--so all three of them went into a nearby stock room.
"Alex," began Gayle "I, well we, have a special favour to ask. Debbie is
short staffed due to illness, and she's got one of her ladies leaving tomorrow,
so she is desperate for help from Monday."
Debbie continued "We're asking you, because you're not assigned yet, and
Gayle says that she thinks you could fit right in. I wasn't sure, but then she
told me about your first couple of days here, and the, erm, mix up."
This wasn't quite true, as Debbie had known about Alex being dressed as a
girl before Alex did, as she had prepared the bag of underwear that Gayle
had retrieved from Daniel that first day, and had observed him carefully,
both dressed, and in male attire. He needed some specific, extra training, but
it could work.
"You see, because of the intimate nature of our sales, and fitting, we only
use female staff, as the customers would probably object to being fitted by a
man. But if you are dressed, Gayle says you could get away with it. And I
really need someone!" She pleaded.
"What do you think? " asked Gayle, giving him a knowing look. Alex
remembered why he did it last time.
"How long would it be for? " he ventured.
"Oh, not much more than a week, I imagine," replied Debbie "But if you
agree, I'd like you to come in on Sunday--that's double time--for some
special training."
"Oh, OK. But we're shut this Sunday for refitting, aren't we?"
"Yes that's right, but they aren't working where we need to be. Security will
let you in. We'll see you at 10 am Sunday, in the Lingerie Department then.
Oh, and don't forget to shave--your legs!"
"Er, OK."
***
It was strange to be alone and out of uniform, in the store. The security
guard had checked him in, ticking his name off a list, and he walked through
the chaos of the ground floor--the refit team had been in since closing time
yesterday--and made his way up the stairs, as the escalators were being
serviced as well.
Lingerie was in a quiet annex at the back of the second floor, and Alex
walked in to find both Debbie and Gayle waiting for him. They told him to
go up to his locker, and get a blouse and skirt--"But don't hurry, as we don't
want you breaking into a sweat, now do we!"
On his return, the ladies got him to put his uniform on the counter, next to
an existing collection of items. There was a shoebox, another unmarked
similarly sized box, and what looked like three packets of tights, but on
closer inspection was seen to include stockings and hold-ups.
"Now Alex, what experience of--er--ladies' intimate clothing do you have,
apart from the cotton set you wore when you joined?" asked Debbie. Alex
was definite that he had no other experience. "So, you don't know about
suspender belts and basques and all the different types of bras and panties.
Not even from, erm, magazines and catalogues." Alex blushed
"No, not really."
"Oh, goody," said Gayle, laughing "Dressing-up time. This will be fun!"
Debbie smiled, and explained to Alex that he would have to get to know and
appreciate the items, and understand how they were worn and how this
affected the wearer. The easiest way to do this was to dress Alex up, so that
he could understand and associate things better.
"So, lets have a look around, to find some styles and colours that attract you,
so we can get you fitted out." They spent the next hour going round the
department, with both Debbie and Gayle explaining the stock, the
manufacturers, and the reasons for picking items. It was a lot to take in, as
not only was the variety of items, colours, materials and styles was
immense, but there was then all the size ranges.
"It's all practical, but it's meant to be sexy as well. It makes us look good,
and it turns the men on!" said Debbie. "However, to look good, it has to fit,
so lets get you fitted."
They piled the items they had collected on the main counter.
Gayle walked over to the door to the annex, and locked it. Walking back she
said "I didn't think that you'd want anyone walking in when we do this, and
you never know. Right, lets get undressed--all of us!"
"What!" said Alex, looking slightly panicky.
"Well," explained Debbie "We thought it would be easier for you if you
weren't the only one in underwear, and there are some things we have to
show you, as you won't see them on yourself, so Gayle is here as a model
as well!" As she spoke, Debbie was taking off her outer clothes, until she
was down to a pink full slip, with a matching bra visible underneath.
Through the slip, Alex could make out the line of her suspenders, so, he
realised, she was wearing stockings, not tights.
He turned round to face Gayle, to find her wearing just a bra, panties, lace
top hold ups, and her high heels. She frowned at him "You're still dressed!"
Alex quickly stripped down to his underpants, revealing that being in the
presence of two half clad females, he was reacting in the only way he could.
Gayle turned her back on him, revealing that she was in fact wearing a thong
and not panties--the thin lace edged strip just disappeared into the cleavage
between her buttocks.
***
Up in the security office, Daniel zoomed in on the front view of Gayle. He
also had a side view, and could see the bulge in Alex's pants. The door was
locked, and video tapes were running. His huge member reared up from his
opened trousers, and he absentmindedly stroked his length with a free hand.
***
"Can you undo me?" asked Gayle looking back over her shoulder. She
pulled her long loose hair out of the way, and indicated the catch on her bra.
Alex stepped up, and after being shown how the clasp worked by Debbie,
managed the task. Gayle reached up, pulled the straps off of her shoulders,
and released her breasts. Alex could see it all, over her shoulder, as Gayle
had chosen to stand in front of a full length mirror. She handed her bra to
Debbie, then imbedding her fingers in her hair, raised her elbows.
As she stretched, Alex saw her tits pull up, becoming perky. She then ran
her hands down from her hair, stroking her neck, breasts, and stomach, to
rest them on her thighs. Alex was unbelievably excited by this, and his cock
was now erect enough to have pushed its head past the elastic waistband of
his pants. Gayle then leant forward, her tits hanging away from her chest; to
balance herself, she braced her arms on her thighs, which pushed her
buttocks back until they brushed against Alex's groin. Then Gayle shook
herself, her hair fell around her head, obscuring her face, whilst her breasts
and buttocks jiggled, Alex's cock twitched within its confines, as her
buttocks rubbed against it.
Debbie came up and stood beside them, and said to Alex "You are going to
have to learn to ignore the female charms, because if you get that reaction
when you are fitting a customer," she indicated his straining member, "then
you are very likely to blow your cover, and lose your job!" She turned to
Gayle, and asked her to stand up straight.
"Now Alex," she instructed, "take off your underpants." He eased them over
his straining member and hips and let them fall to his ankles, where he
kicked them off. "Now step forward, and put your arms around Gayle." He
did so, his now rigid cock nestling into place between her soft rounded
buttocks. He looked over her shoulder.
"Now reach up, and hold Gayle's breasts, one in each hand. Feel the shape,
the smoothness, the firmness. Lift up, and feel the weight. Try and imagine
that they are yours. Fondle them." Gayle had a blissful expression on her
face, and every time he squeezed, she clenched her buttocks, agitating him
further. A small bead of sticky liquid had formed around the slit on the top
of his knob, and it was slowly transferring itself to a wet patch on Gayle's
thong.
Debbie continued, "Now you know what an unrestrained and unsupported
pair of breasts feels like." Alex nodded. "Hold out your hand Alex" she
ordered, and placed a bra into it. Debbie then instructed Alex in putting the
bra on Gayle, how to make sure it fitted, and feel the effect of the support in
controlling the movement and appearance of her breasts. They did this again
and again, with all the different types of bras Debbie could produce: soft
unwired, sports, wired, padded, uplift, balconette, longline, crossover,
strapless, Wonderbra and backless.
Alex was so busy, and Debbie so professional about it, that he completely
forgot the erotic side of what he was doing, and his erection subsided until
his flaccid penis hung down between his legs. When he had finished,
Debbie drew his attention to the fact--he hadn't even noticed--and
congratulated him. Gayle put her own bra back on.
"OK Alex, now put these on." He was handed a pair of black panties, satin
with lace trim. "Remember to tuck yourself back, as you did before." Alex
did so; the panties were tight, and held him back snugly, producing a
smooth rounded profile.
"Ah, well done, that's much better," said Debbie. She opened the box on the
counter, and got out a pair of false silicone breasts. "These are for you. Now,
from what you have just learnt, which is the most suitable type of bra to
support them? Assuming they are not held in place by glue, that is!" Alex
thought, and selected the appropriate bra from the pile--matching the briefs
he was already wearing. He pulled the bra on, over his arms, reached behind
him, and after a small amount of fiddling, managed to do up the catch--it
wasn't that difficult with all the practice he'd had, although it was quite
awkward bending his arms up behind him. Debbie beckoned him over, and
slipped the falsies into place. "Yes, excellent."
"Now, suspender belt" Again a matching item was forthcoming, with a
catch the same as the bra. The straps hung down his thighs, but Debbie
handed him an unopened packet of black, lace top stockings. "Now think
before you attach the straps. When you want to go to the loo, you need to
take your panties down, but you don't want to have to disconnect your
stockings each time, do you?" Alex shook his head, thought about it, then
fed the suspenders through the legs of the panties. He remembered how to
put on tights, and opening the packet, separated the first stocking, and
scrunched it up.
"Hey, this is much easier than tights," he announced "You can do each leg
separately," he added.
Debbie opened the shoe box, and handed Alex a pair of black suede court
shoes, with 2" heels. "Try these." He slipped them on, finding they gripped
tightly, but were not too restrictive to be uncomfortable. "Now look in the
mirror. What do you think?"
He did so. The image was great--at least from the neck down. "Hmm. I
need make-up, and a bit more of a figure. Maybe we can improve the figure
if I try a basque?"
The ladies smiled at each other. Gayle, who was out of Alex's line of sight,
winked at Debbie and mouthed 'Got him'. Debbie said "Good choice Alex,
although you may find wearing one a bit restrictive whilst at work. Now let's
see." She quickly searched the pile on the counter, and came up with the
matching basque, handing it to him. It had panels of black satin, and lace
trim on the cups and around the hem; the elastic was strong, and a line of
about fifteen hooks ran up the back.
He took out the breast forms, and then removed the bra and suspender belt.
Then he took the basque, and slipped his arms through the straps, and pulled
the body to him. Debbie offered to help do up the hooks, but Alex said "No,
I've got to learn how to do this myself."
It was awkward, as the elastic was strong, and the basque a tight fit, but once
Alex managed to do up the top hook, the strain was off his arms, and he
could work his way down the back relatively easily. Once done up, he pulled
the body straight, adjusted the shoulder straps, then put the breast forms
back in, finally feeding the dangling suspenders under the panties, to connect
them to the tops of the stockings.
The sensation of constraint was incredibly erotic, as the basque tightly held
in his ribs and stomach, supported the breasts, and held up the stockings
tautly. As he moved, his legs felt spring loaded--so he began to get aroused
again--and was critically aware that his member was now trapped down
between his legs.
He looked in the mirror, the ladies either side of him. "Oh, yes. Much
better" they said. Alex knew that it looked damn sexy--it felt sexy too, and
his cock was beginning to swell, causing extreme discomfort. Eventually he
had to apologise to the ladies, and reached down into his panties, to release
his trapped member. It immediately sprung up, firm and straight, reaching
up out of his panties, which only came up high enough to cover the base of
the shaft. The shining knob was trucked behind the front panel of the
basque, the line of lace trim lining up with the groove around its base.
"Oh dear" said Debbie, "And you were doing so well. But I can't complain
really, as you've lasted pretty long, and anyone's first time in a basque is a bit
of a turn on!" She turned to Gayle "Do you want to do the honours?--I think
he's earned it now!" Gayle smiled, and got down on her knees in front to
Alex.
Debbie reached down, and eased the panties down a bit, to expose the full
length of Alex's shaft, but keeping his balls trapped within the tight satin
briefs. Then she grasped his cock, and pulled the knob out from under the
bottom of the basque, to hold it down level with Gayle's mouth. Debbie
pulled down on the foreskin, to fully expose the smooth purple head, which
Gayle then started to lick, like a young child with a lollypop; Debbie's other
hand stroked down his back, and her fingers began to fondle the crack of his
arse.
Gayle leant forward, and took the swollen knob in between her moist lips,
and started to suck, while at the same time Debbie began to move her hand,
pumping the shaft. Alex reached out, to place his hands on Gayle's head, but
was intercepted by Debbie. "No, I don't think so. Remember we're in charge
here!" With that, she pulled his hands behind his back, and clamped his
wrists together with her surprisingly strong hands. Meantime, Gayle had
slid her lips further down his rigid rod, and Alex could feel her tongue
wrapping around the underside of the shaft; her hands were caressing his
thighs, playing with the stocking tops.
The tightness of the basque across his chest, limited the deep breaths he was
trying to take, and heightened the intensity of his confinement. The erotic
stimulation was incredible, and the whole thing overloaded when Debbie
leant in, and kissed him on the lips. This act was too much and shuddering,
he climaxed, pulsing globs of spunk into Gayle's hot wet mouth. Debbie
released his wrists, and held him up as he sagged in relief, still pumping his
salty fluid down the hungry throat.
He stopped cuming, and Gayle pulled away, wiping her lips with the back of
her hand. She smiled up at them "Yum, yum! You've got to try this one
day--both of you!" Then she laughed.
***
Daniel had to tear his eyes away from the screens, in order to clean the
sticky mess off of the control panel. The videos continued to run.
***
Once Alex had subsided, he decided to take off the basque, and try on a new
set of intimates. He was now soft and small enough to pull right back, and
pulled on fuchsia pink thong--it held him securely--producing a neat firm
mound. Then he found the matching bra, quickly put it on and slipped in the
fillers. He looked through the heap--no suspender belt, so he opened the
packet of hold-ups, black with lace tops again, and smoothed them on.
Slipping on the shoes, he walked over to the slips, and picked a short pink
fitted chemise, which he pulled on. It fit snugly over the breasts, and pulled
in to the waistline, then flared out, neatly hiding his lack of hips, to stop just
short of the top of the hold-ups.
The ladies were now dressed and looked at Alex, posing in front of a mirror.
"I think he'll do." announced Debbie quietly. Then she called out "Alex,
that's wonderful. Now come here and get dressed, so we can go and get
some lunch."
He swayed over, and put on his uniform blouse and skirt. Gayle beckoned
him over, and quickly applied a bit of make-up, then they left the store, and
went to find some food.
(To be Continued--Soon)
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