The Tale of the Comfortable Panties
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THE TALE OF THE COMFORTABLE PANTIES
By Tammie Anne Freeman
Chapter 2
Soon all my clothes had been stripped off. Then Marion
picked me up and placed me on the table. Both of them
started applying a sticky gel to my body. They also placed
small strips of cloth over the sticky gel as they went
along. Soon strips of cloth covered my whole body.
I felt a sharp pain in my genitals. I saw that Karen had
stuck a needle in my scrotum, and was injecting fluid. I
tried resisting, but Karen was sitting on my legs, while
Marion held down my arms.
"Stop struggling or you'll get hurt," Karen yelled at me.
The pain in my genitals subsided, and then started feeling
pleasurable. Then my penis started growing very erect.
"If you're willing to, girl," Karen said, "we'd love to
fuck you, how about it?"
I looked at Karen and realized that she was quite
attractive, and that I was quite horny. She took off her
pants, and removed her panties. She was on her knees with
her crotch hovering just above the tip of my erect penis.
"Yes or no, girl?" She asked me.
I stared at her labia and said yes.
She slid her labia over my penis, sliding all the way down,
until her labia rubbed against my groin. She started
pulling away, and then pushed back down. I could feel her
vaginal juices start oozing onto my penis. Then she started
moving up and down at a faster pace.
After only two minutes I had an orgasm, but surprisingly I
did not ejaculate. Then I had another orgasm, which in turn
was followed by another orgasm. This continued for several
minutes, until Karen slid off me. My penis was stiff and
still throbbing when Marion crawled on top of me.
She quickly had my penis inside of her, and stared pumping
up and down. I continued having orgasm after orgasm, never
once ejaculating. She continued on me for several minutes,
until she traded places with Karen. Then it was Marion
again followed by Karen.
The orgasms ceased, and my penis grew limp. Karen
repositioned herself so she was sitting on my hips, with
her crotch pressed tightly against my limp penis. I felt
both my penis and scrotum slide into her hole, as she
pushed even harder against me.
"Play time is over, girl," Karen said to me. "Time for us
to get back to work." Then Marion pulled a cloth strip from
my chest with a quick thrust.
"Ouch! That hurts!" I yelled out.
"Of course it hurts, girl," Karen laughed. "Did you expect
permanent hair removal to be painless?"
I hadn't been aware that the hair removal was going to be
permanent. But I wasn't given time to think about it, as
more cloth strips were torn away. I yelled with each strip
removed, and each time it hurt as much as the last. They
had removed all the strips from my chest, and I was moaning
about how much my chest felt like it had been burned.
Karen grabbed my left nipple and inserted a syringe into
it.
"What are you doing?" I yelled.
She told me that it would make the pain go away. I started
feeling a tingling around my left nipple. She then repeated
the procedure with my right nipple. Marion started rubbing
my chest and all the pain went away.
Karen got up and started pulling the strips from my legs
and feet, while Marion pulled the strips from my arms and
hands. Karen then lifted up my legs and pulled the strips
off the back of my legs. Soon my arms and legs were hurting
just as much as my chest had.
But the women just had me turn over to lay face down. They
started removing the cloth strips from my back, and I felt
a couple of injections into my hips. The pain below my
waist suddenly went away. A couple more injections in my
arms made all my pain go away.
I thought my ordeal was over, but then I remembered the
strips on my cheeks and upper lip. They had me sit up, and
quickly pulled off the remaining strips. I screamed in pain
this time. They quickly made some injections to my face,
and the pain quickly subsided.
Karen was sticking another syringe into my penis, but I was
feeling so numb I hardly noticed. The women pointed to an
adjoining room, and told me to go wash off and to shampoo
my hair. I walked into the room, stepped into the shower,
and turned on the water.
As the water was running over me, I looked over my body. I
couldn't see a hair anywhere. I rubbed some scented soap
over my body, and the numbness went away. Then I started
shampooing my hair. When I was done I stepped out of the
shower and the two women started drying me off.
Marion applied a fragrant moisturizer to my body, while
Karen dried my hair with a hair dryer. When they were done,
I actually felt better than when I had walked into the
beauty shop. I couldn't wait to get my clothes back on.
The two women left and I started to get dressed. I had
thought my clothes had felt good before, but now they felt
so incredible that I felt like bursting out into a song.
Helen had been right, it was so much better without the
body hair. Soon I was completely dressed and danced out
into the beauty shop.
Chapter 3
I saw the woman who had told me to go into the backroom,
and noticed the name on her tag was Debbie. I asked Debbie
how much I owed, and she said that I still needed my beauty
makeover. I said that I wasn't getting a beauty makeover.
She asked me if I really liked all the stares I would be
getting every time I wore a dress in public. I admitted
that I would not.
"Then let me work on your face and hair," Debbie said.
"When you walk out of here no one will guess you're not a
woman. And I can show you how to apply makeup. Surely you
didn't plan to dress like a woman without wearing makeup?"
The thought hadn't occurred to me, but she was right, if I
was going to go around dressed like a woman, I had better
look like one. So I sat down to have Debbie give me a
beauty makeover. Debbie started working on my hair, cutting
and combing it. She put a lot of styling gel into my hair,
and even some tint. When I looked into the mirror I saw
that I now had bangs, and that Debbie had put quite a few
curls in my hair.
When she got done I had to admit she had done a marvelous
job. My hair looked great, with a very feminine cut, and it
framed my face to make me look very feminine. Then Debbie
started applying makeup to my face, showing me how she did
it. She applied mascara, eye shadow and blush.
Debbie started plucking at my eyebrows, and reshaped them.
She had me lean back, and I felt a quick pain in my left
ear and then my right. I yelped, and asked what she did.
She explained that she had pierced my ears. Then she put an
earring on each of my ears.
The woman who was giving me a manicure had finished. I saw
that my fingernails had been reshaped and that fingernail
polish had been applied. It made my hands look very
feminine.
Debbie was applying the final touch by putting lipstick on
my lips. Then she had me look at myself in the mirror. I
looked in the mirror and could scarcely recognize myself.
Debbie was true to her word; anyone seeing me would think
that I was a woman.
Then she had me open my mouth, and she sprayed some
substance into my throat. I asked her what it was, and my
voice started sounding higher. She explained that it caused
my vocal cords to tighten, and that the effect would last
for about an hour.
We talked for a while, and my voice sounded just like a
woman's. So I decided to buy several bottles of the spray.
Then Debbie had me try on some perfume. She said that since
I looked and sounded like a woman, that I might as well
smell like a woman.
I agreed to buy some perfume and asked her to ring up the
bill. This time it was another $2000 against my credit
card. I signed the card, thinking that I had spent over
$8000 dollars today to dress and look like a woman. I
started having some second thoughts about what I was doing;
I didn't stop in this town to spend $8000; I only stopped
to have lunch.
I left the beauty shop and saw how late it had become. I
decided to stop at a quick food restaurant before I drove
home. I placed my order and the girl at the counter asked:
"will that be all, Miss?"
I said yes and paid for my order. After I ate my meal I
needed to take a pee. I almost walked into the men's
restroom, but went into the women's restroom instead. I
felt like I was going to get into trouble, that someone
would shout that a man was in the women's restroom. But
that didn't happen, and I went into a stall and sat down to
pee.
My penis seemed to be discolored and lifeless. I wondered
what Karen had injected into my penis and scrotum. I didn't
know what sort of damage she had done. I was worried, but
the urine came out of my penis okay.
I left the restaurant and started driving home. I felt good
in my clothes. In fact I felt better than I had ever felt
before. But as I got closer to home, I started to feel that
I had made a terrible mistake. I couldn't go around dressed
like a woman. I wanted to be comfortable, but I didn't want
to be a woman, or even dress like one. What would my
friends say? What about my family? What about my job? No,
dressing like a woman was not an option.
When I got home I brought all my purchases into my
apartment. I sat there looking at all the women's clothes I
had bought. I felt like kicking myself for having wasted
over $8000. Worse than wasted, I had actually paid to have
all my body hair permanently removed. I could only hope
that it wasn't really permanent.
I walked into my bedroom and stood in front of the full-
length mirror. I looked in the mirror and saw a woman
looking back at me. I couldn't believe I had actually paid
to look like this. I decided that if the price for feeling
great was to dress like a woman, then the price was too
great.
I started removing the makeup from my face. I thought it
would be easy to get it off, but it turned out to be a real
pain in the ass. But finally I got all the makeup off. Then
I removed the earrings, looking at the little holes in my
ears. I didn't know how long the holes would remain, but I
hoped it wouldn't be too long.
I looked at my eyebrows, and all I could say was "shit." I
could hardly hide my face, and everyone who looked at me
would see that I had the eyebrows of a woman. I looked at
my hair and thought about getting out a scissors to cut it.
But I knew I would make a mess of it, and decided to wait
and go to a barber.
I looked at my reflection and thought that I looked a lot
less feminine with all the makeup removed. Then I
remembered my fingernails, shaped very feminine and with
nail polish on them. I didn't have any nail polish remover,
so I guessed I would just have to live with them for now.
Then I started removing my clothes. Soon I was wearing only
my panties. Stacy had started out the day wearing these
panties. She wore them until noon, when she gave them to
me. When I met Stacy I would never have guessed that I
would finish the day wearing her panties. It had proved
most unfortunate for me that her panties had been so
comfortable.
I took off the panties and looked in the mirror. It was
good to look like a man again. My hair, eyebrows and
fingernails were feminine, but no one would mistake me for
a woman.
The only thing disconcerting was my penis. It hung limply
and looked off-color. I hoped it would recover from
whatever that woman at the beauty shop had done to it. If
it didn't get better in a few days, I thought I should
probably see a doctor.
I was feeling pretty tired, so I decided to go to bed. I
got into my pajamas, but they felt so rough against my
skin, that I just couldn't stand it. I took off my pajamas
and decided to sleep in the nude. I tried to go to sleep,
but the sheets rubbing against my skin were just too
uncomfortable.
I didn't know what to do; my skin had become so sensitive,
that I wouldn't be able to sleep. I was starting to worry
that my skin would permanently remain sensitive. And I knew
I had to get to sleep so I could go to work tomorrow. Then
I remembered the negligee that I had bought.
I went looking through the packages until I found the
negligee. I put it on and it felt wonderful. I crawled back
into bed and found that I was very comfortable. It didn't
take long before I was sleeping soundly.
To Be Continued
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