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Sweet Sixteen
Part 3
By Beverley Ann Miles
After lunch, they returned to the lingerie department, and Alex picked out
some underwear for the following weeks work. Debbie allowed him two
bras, six pairs of panties, and two suspender belts. Also two slips, and
after a quick discussion with Gayle--"Well he has made it all sweaty,
poor dear"--the basque and matching briefs.
Then they planned how they were going to get Alex dressed next week. "I
don't suppose you can take this lot home, can you?" said Gayle, referring to
all the female clothes Alex now had--"You're going to need another locker
as a minimum!" Alex agreed that he would have to change at the store,
although he should be able to store some stuff at home, and do the washing
and ironing--as his Dad was spending more and more time away from
home mid-week.
He was told to come in as usual on Monday, and go straight to Mandy,
who worked on the Max Factor counter down on the ground floor. She
would apply his make-up and teach him how to do it himself--by the end of
the week he should be good enough to do his own.
Then he should go up to the staff area, and report to the Head of Security--
Daniel--who had all the pass keys, and he would let him into an empty
office so he could change, before coming down to work. At the end of the
day, he should see Daniel again, and repeat the process. Yes, they had to tell
Daniel what was going on, as he would want to know who 'she' was--"It's
his job. By the way, we will now refer to you as a girl if you're dressed like
this, because we don't want any embarrassing mistakes, do we?"
*****
And that's how it all worked.
Mandy was sweet, and made a great job of his make-up. Alex then went in
search of Daniel. He knew where the office was, but he had never been in it.
Daniel was generally regarded as a bit of a creepy character by most of the
floor staff, and was a bit intimidating, due to his being grossly overweight.
He knocked on the door. Not unsurprisingly, he was expected, as Daniel
had followed his course up through the store on his cameras. "OK Miss,"
he smirked, "Let's find you a changing room." Alex followed the huge bulk
of the man, first to the locker room to collect 'her' clothes, then down the
corridor until they found a closed and locked door--the office belonged to
one of the over managers. Daniel unlocked and waved Alex in, "After you,"
then followed him in and closed the door, locking it from the inside.
Alex looked embarrassed "Excuse me, but aren't you going to wait
outside?"
"No," replied Daniel, "because I'd have to lock you in, and if the office
owner comes along and finds you locked inside, he's going to be really
suspicious. Just turn your back. I promise I won't look!"
Alex did so, and stripped, revealing his small naked body to Daniel's direct
sight for the first time--it looked sweet and soft, and he longed to touch it,
but he would wait--Gayle's plan was on schedule. He enjoyed watching
Alex getting dressed.
First the suspender belt, then the stockings were smoothed on. Next Alex
pulled on the panties; whilst he was tucking himself away he noticed he was
slightly aroused--surely not because Daniel was in the room? He put it from
his mind, and pulled on the bra, expertly fastening it, and slipping the breast
forms into place. Finally a matching short satin slip over the top, which he
smoothed into place, before putting on the blouse and skirt. He stepped into
the shoes, and turned around.
"Wow! Very good. Very convincing," said Daniel, seriously impressed
"Don't forget your name badge," he pointed to it, still on the shirt he'd taken
off five minutes earlier.
They retraced their steps to the locker room, and Alex put his male stuff
away, then headed down to report to Debbie.
Daniel returned to his office, locked the door, and opened his trousers. He
reached inside his shorts, and rearranged his expanded member to a more
comfortable position, before returning to work. 'And tonight' he thought 'I
get to see the undressing!'
*****
There were only three of them working in lingerie: Debbie, Vicky--who had
started at the same time as Alex--and Alex. Generally the other two served
customers directly, and Alex just helped on the till, wrapping items for
customers, and keeping the stock topped up. Lingerie had its own small
stock room, where the unusual sizes, and rapid selling items were kept--it
was a haven of total femininity.
Vicky was one of the girls who had helped him get used to being dressed
first time around. She was quite impressed by his appearance, but still
chatted away, giving him lots of tips and 'girly secrets.'
At the end of the day, he went back up to the security office. Daniel was
again waiting for 'her', and had already arranged for an office to be free--
he'd also made sure that the hidden security camera would see it all, and the
video was running. He already had a slight erection in anticipation, and
wasn't disappointed. Watching Alex get undressed gave him a massive
hard-
on, and if his stomach had not partially hidden it, and Alex had seen it, he
might have been worried.
On Thursday, Debbie came up to Alex to explain that she had arranged for
some more staff, but she still needed cover on Saturday, please.
Saturday was good. He did his own make-up, much to Mandy's approval,
and wore the basque and thong under his uniform. He felt great, sexy
underneath, and a good figure to show off. Daniel was in the room when he
undressed, and was so turned on that he creamed his pants, silently
whimpering as he did so.
*****
Monday morning, and Alex was back in male mode, and appointed to help
out on accessories again. He found he quite missed the prospect of dressing
up, and was pleasantly surprised when Debbie 'phoned down and asked
him to pop up to lingerie for a word.
Gayle was also there when he arrived, and they all went into the storeroom.
"Did you enjoy working in lingerie last week?" asked Gayle.
Alex couldn't deny it. "It was great. I almost wish I could do it all the
time."
"Well then, we may be able to help you, although perhaps not quite as you
expect!" Alex looked confused, so Debbie continued "We are just starting
the build up to Christmas, and it would actually help if we had a male
working in the Department." Alex's confusion deepened.
"You see, around this time of year, we sell quite a lot of lingerie to men--
usually husbands and boyfriends, plus the occasional tranny, and we reckon
that if we have a male member of staff available they may not be quite so
embarrassed as they usually are, and we may sell more. So we want you, as
you are now, to start working with us."
The confusion on Alex's face almost cleared. "Oh yes, I see. Er, what's a
tranny?"
Gayle giggled, and explained that a tranny was a transvestite--a man who
dressed in women's clothing because he wanted to, not because he'd had his
arm twisted, like Alex.
"So," he asked, having already decided to do it. "Is there a catch?"
"Well, most men come in either on their lunch breaks, or after work, so
could we ask you to start later, say 11 AM, but work through until late
closing time, with your lunch break in mid afternoon? I think we'll start you
next Monday, if you can wait that long!"
Alex smiled and said that he'd love to do it, and thought that he could just
about last until then.
*****
Alex was back in the lingerie department at last. The previous week had
dragged, but he'd kept going by trying on some of his underwear at home.
He found that although wearing sexy lingerie could really turn him on, and
he'd had a couple of sticky moments, he could programme himself to
ignore the erotic effect, and maintain a pleasantly feminine profile.
Debbie had been right. There were quite a lot of male customers, and
the look of relief when they realised that they could deal with another male
(even one as young as Alex) was a picture to behold. In return, he helped
them all they could, making sure that they had the right sizes--and sending
them away to sneakily check their partners underwear drawers if
necessary--and suggesting colours and styles. He usually ended up pointing
them in the direction of accessories, where the stockings could be found.
Debbie was very impressed. It seemed that word of mouth was getting out,
and they were selling more to men--who generally tended to buy sets as
opposed to single items--than they ever had before, and were actually
outselling sales to women in the last week before Christmas.
But it was in the last week when things started to get really interesting for
Alex. It was late on a Thursday night (with Christmas Day the following
Tuesday) when a certain gentleman entered the department. He was tall,
older middle-aged, dressed in a neat three-piece suit, and looked
'distinguished'. Alex looked at the clock, ten minutes to closing time.
Alex hoped that the well-dressed man would be quick, as dealing with male
customers usually took at least fifteen minutes. He began to walk over to
offer his help, but saw that the gentleman headed straight over to Debbie,
and engaged her in a whispered conversation. Alex hung back, but noticed
that following a gesture from the man, that there was much glancing in his
direction. Eventually he produced a gold store card--a sign that he was a
regular and possibly extravagant spender; Debbie took it, and picked up the
'phone.
There was a short conversation while the gentleman looked around, then
putting down the 'phone, Debbie walked over to him where he was
admiring one of the more expensive and extensive ranges of underwear.
Another brief conversation, a nod and a smile from him, he indicated the
range he was looking at and then he turned and left.
*****
Debbie came over to Alex, looking slightly perplexed.
"Alex, I have an unusual request." she began. "The gentleman who was
just in......" He nodded. "...... has asked for a private modelling session.
That is, he wants someone to try on the whole of the Phantasy range--in
white--so he can see it worn before he buys. We checked his store card, and
he is one of our best customers--he spends a fortune here, so we want to
keep him happy, and he has promised to buy the whole range, as long as he
can see it first--that's almost a ?200 sale!"
"I see." said Alex "But why is this a request?"
"Well, he wants you to do the modelling! He was quite definite about it. If
you don't model, we loose the sale!"
Alex was surprised, to say the least. Eventually he asked "Why me?"
Debbie shrugged. "He claimed it was for a relation who was undergoing a
sex change, but it may be just because he is a pervert! Anyway, will you do
it?"
"Where and when would I--theoretically of course--do this modelling?"
"Tomorrow evening, closing time, in the stock room. I'll have a word with
Security, so that we can work late--I'd be outside, waiting for you, and if
you had any problems you can just yell out."
"I'll think about it, OK?" he said.
"Fine. Great. Just remember to bring your padding along, in case you do
decide to do it," said Debbie as they packed up for the day.
*****
Alex thought about it that night. As usual now, his father was away from
home. He lay on his bed, dressed in chemise, bra, panties, suspenders and
stockings, and thought about being dressed like this whilst being watched
by a stranger. The thought did turn him on a bit--maybe the guy was a
pervert, but if they both enjoyed it, so what. He decided to go for it!
*****
When Alex arrived the next day, he was carrying the box with the breast
forms, which he placed in the storeroom. Then he went to find Debbie
before she went off for her lunch break. "OK, I'll do it. Could be fun, but
you'll be outside, you know, just in case?"
She assured him that yes she would stay on. If he wanted, she could ask
Daniel to come down too, but he hastily quashed that idea. Alex had the
feeling the Daniel may be just as much of a problem! The gentleman
'phoned in during the afternoon, and Debbie confirmed that everything was
OK--unbeknownst to Alex, he also asked for Alex's shoe size, which
Debbie already knew.
Alex had a look at the Phantasy range--yes very nice, he would certainly
enjoy trying them on, especially as the range included two types of basque;
long and short bodied. It all looked wonderful, in shining white satin, with a
frosting of delicate lace.
The gentleman arrived about ten minutes before closing time, already
bearing a store carrier bag, and went over to meet Debbie. She beckoned
Alex over, and introduced them. "Alex, this is Mr Nesbitt. Can you take
him over and collect all the items he wants you to try on please?"
Alex led him over to the Phantasy section, saying "Good evening Sir. Now
I know that you want me to try on the Phantasy range in white, but do you
actually know what size you need it in?"
The gentleman replied, "Please call me Jeremy. As to the size, my nephew,
who I'm buying it for, is about the same size as you, so just pick whatever
fits you. Do you know your size?"
"Oh, yes. One of the girls measured me up earlier." he responded--it was
true, it just happened to be 2 months earlier. "So, one of each item, in my
size?" He looked at Jeremy, who nodded. "Lets see, two types of briefs, a
thong, suspender belt, three bras, two basques, a camisole top and a full
slip." Alex took all the items down, and gathered them in his arms. "Now if
you'll follow me sir?" Alex led the way into the stock room.
He opened the door, taking the key from the outside of the lock, and placing
it inside the door, as he walked in. The room was long, about 20 foot, and
narrow--just a corridor between shelves from floor to ceiling on either side.
Alex walked to the far end, and Jeremy followed him in, closing and then
quietly locking the door behind him. He discretely pocketed the key, as
Alex's back was to him.
Alex placed all the items on a shelf, next to where he had previously placed
his prosthetics, and then turned around to face Jeremy. "Any particular
order of the items?" he asked.
Jeremy smiled, and said "No. I'll leave that up to you my dear. By the way,
I think you may need these as well." He handed Alex the bag he was
carrying.
Alex opened the bag, and pulled out a packet of black silk stockings, and a
shoebox, which contained a pair of black strappy high heels--Alex thought
they must be about 4" high--wow! "Thank you," he said. "My size too,
what a co-incidence! I'll, er, get started then." Jeremy nodded, and leant
back against the door.
Alex turned around, with his back to Jeremy, and took his male clothing
off. He then picked up the suspender belt, clipped it round him, and reached
out for the stockings. He opened the packet and carefully pulled them out.
They felt like a cloud, and when he put them on, they caressed his smooth
legs delightfully. Then a pair of briefs--carefully tucking himself away--and
finally one of the bras. After that he slipped his false breasts into place, and
placing the shoes on the floor, slipped in his feet, crouching down so that he
could do up the ankle straps. Then he stood up and turned around.
He knew he looked good, and the shoes made all the difference to his pose.
To maintain his balance, his bum stuck out, and his chest pushed forward,
emphasising his bosom. He took a few experimental steps down the room
towards Jeremy, who was watching him intently. He tried to stride out as
normal, but tripped, and started to topple forward. He would have fallen to
the floor, but Jeremy stepped forward and caught him, then helped him up.
"Well, you obviously haven't worn high heels before!" he said, smiling.
"Lets try a few smaller steps, putting your feet down heel and toe together."
With that, Jeremy lead him up and down the room a few times, one hand
holding his forearm, whilst the other was on his waist. Alex was very
aware of Jeremy's proximity, but also the gyrating movement of his hips as
he walked in the heels.
"So this is why ladies wiggle their bums when they walk?" he asked.
"Pretty much, yes. More confident now? Because I wouldn't want you to
fall over on my account."
"Yes, I think I'm fine. Seen enough of this set?" Jeremy indicated assent,
and they each went to their respective ends of the room. Alex turned
around, took of the bra, and replaced it with another, before exchanging his
briefs for a pair with a lower waistline, and higher legs.
"Try the slip as well," called out Jeremy. Alex pulled it on, stretching up to
push his arms and head through, then pulling it down over his breasts, and
into place. It covered him from cleavage to stocking tops, and outlined his
whole figure. Jeremy smiled in appreciation. "That looks wonderful my
dear. Now give me another turn around the block."
Alex walked towards him, undulating, noticing as he did so, a bulge in
Jeremy's trousers that was just visible--almost concealed by his waistcoat
and jacket. He walked to Jeremy, spun around, walked away, and then
returned to stop in front of him. Yes, second time around he could
definitely see the ridge of stretched material. 'Oh God, he's getting a hard-
on!' thought Alex.
Jeremy held out his hands, palms towards Alex's body, and asked, "May
I?" Alex nodded, and Jeremy reached out to touch the smooth satin,
running his hands gently over it, to feel the bra and suspender belt beneath.
He fondled the bra cups through the slip, then indicated to Alex to turn
'round. As he did so, Jeremy slid his hands around Alex's waist as he
turned. He slid his hands further down, to stroke the material that fell over
Alex's up-thrust buttocks, and the almost frictionless movement allowed by
the two layers of satin.
It was difficult to say who was enjoying the sensation the most. Alex was
definitely starting to get aroused, and suspected difficulties when he had to
change again.
Jeremy sighed, then "OK, next outfit." Alex sashayed away, whilst Jeremy
took off his jacket, and unbuttoned his waistcoat--he was getting hot. At the
end of the room, Alex pulled down the straps and top of the slip, and again
swapped bras, this time for a low cut push-up type--not the best option for
his silicone breasts, as they attempted to climb out (!)--but were fine when
he pulled the slip back up. He then reached up under the hem, and pulled
down the briefs, slipped them off, over the heels--careful now--and stepped
into the thong.
Getting his cock tucked back down between his legs was going to be
impossible. As soon as it had been released, the pent up pressure generated
by Jeremy's stroking was too much, and it expanded. After a few attempts,
he gave up, and looked over his shoulder to his audience. "I'm afraid that
you've er, excited me, and there might be a bit of a, um, bulge."
Jeremy laughed, but said, "I quite understand my dear, it's having a similar
effect on me! Please, try not to be too embarrassed. Come on, turn around."
he smiled.
Alex tucked himself away as best he could, then dropped down the slip.
The bulge was only just visible: the thong was tight and held him in well,
considering. He turned around, and swayed back down the length of the
room, and into Jeremy's hands; the long ridge of the gentleman's erection
was now clearly visible through the material of his trousers.
The caressing commenced again, Jeremy especially admired the effect of
the new bra, then turned Alex around, to stroke his buttocks through the
now single skin of material. Alex shuddered with pleasure, then strode off
to change again. This time he took off everything bar the thong and
stockings. He picked up the long line basque, strapped himself into it, and
again re-inserted his breasts. Then he re-attached the suspenders to the
stockings.
This time when he arrived, Alex reached out, and loosened Jeremy's tie,
then undid his top button. "You were looking a bit hot!" They both smiled.
Alex continued to undo all the buttons on Jeremy's shirt, while Jeremy was
running his hands over Alex's tightly constrained torso. Alex's hands
reached the trouser waistband, and he kept on going, undoing the belt, and
flies, to completely release the shirt. A bulging pair of boxer shorts were
revealed.
"I think that's enough for now," said Alex, amazed at his own daring.
"Time for the last change!" He retreated to the far end of the room, undoing
the back of the basque as he did. He slipped it off, and pulled on the other,
short body basque. The hooks at the back were easy, not many, and the
front panelling stopped short of his belly button, which was concealed by
the lace trim. The suspenders were long, and Alex fed them through the
legs of the thong. Fillers in, he pulled on the camisole top, which stopped at
his waistline.
He spun on the spot, and then slowly undulated up to Jeremy. "Good, eh?"
"Yes, extremely," croaked Jeremy, reaching out to the mesmerising white
satin-clad vision. Alex also reached out, and parted Jeremy's shirt, to caress
his hairy chest, before sliding his hands downwards, over the slight paunch,
and under the elastic of his shorts. Jeremy's hands were on Alex's waist,
when the he felt hands easing his shorts down, and taking hold of his
rampant member. He leant forward, questioning with his eyes, and kissed
Alex on the lips, as he felt one hand stroke his rod, whilst the other fondled
his balls.
Alex was amazed at himself, here he was, dressed in expensive lingerie,
being kissed and grasping the pulsing cock of a stranger. It was an
impressive member; holding it, he could only just touch his thumb to his
forefinger around the thickness of the shaft, and the length was at least half
as long again as Alex's own. He pulled away from the kiss, and looked
down at it--yes definitely impressive.
Jeremy whispered "I think you better step out of the line of fire my dear,
because I'm not going to last much longer!" Alex stepped to one side,
pointing the shaft away from him, whilst he continued to pump it. Jeremy
now had one hand on a breast, whilst the other cupped a buttock, fingers
rubbing the satin of the thong that nestled in the cleavage between his nether
cheeks. He groaned with pleasure, and leant sideways to kiss Alex again,
forcing his tongue between his lips, whilst his cock spasmed, spewing his
hot sticky cream in an arc, to form glistening puddles on the floor.
When he finished, he quietly cleaned both himself, Alex's hand, and the
floor with a large handkerchief, which he had fished out of his trousers.
Dressing himself again, he regained his composure, and reminded Alex that
he better get changed back.
Alex nodded, and returned to his clothes, quickly dressing, and then turning
his attention to the potential purchases. He put the shoes back in the box,
and neatly folded all the lingerie. Jeremy called out "You can keep the
stockings. It's not like I can give them as a present now they've been used."
"Thank you, Sir." said Alex. He knew they were expensive, and he'd keep
them for special occasions--if he ever had anywhere special he could wear
them. "One thing," he added. "I think you ought to provide more pairs of
panties, as you've only got three pairs here, and effectively five bras. Can I
suggest that you double up on briefs and thongs?"
"Of course Alex, that's a very good idea." Jeremy opened the door, and led
them out. "Could you get the extras for me please while I arrange to pay?"
Alex did so, delivering them to Debbie who was at the till with Jeremy.
*****
Daniel reached over and switched off the video recorders. The hidden
cameras at either end of the stockroom had meant he'd seen almost
everything. Jeremy had performed very well, and Alex was far better than
expected. He would enjoy watching it at home again, this time unrestricted
by trousers!
*****
"I said he was a big spender, didn't I?" said Debbie, once Jeremy had left.
Alex laughed, "You're not wrong there!" This got a questioning look from
Debbie, but Alex did not go on.
"Oh, by the way, we're all going for a Christmas girls' night out tomorrow,"
announced Debbie as they left the store. "The others agree with me, and we
want you to come too. Of course, you'll have to be a girly too! Think about
it, and you can let us know tomorrow."
(To be Continued--Soon)
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