"Apartment For Rent"
Summer was over and I was finally back in school starting my sophomore
year. I had gone back early to find a new place to say and really
lucked out. I found an out of the way, off campus apartment through an
ad in the college paper then went to check it out.
It was near the edge of town in an older section at the end of a long
dead end drive. There were plenty of trees between these large
properties to offer a nice quiet seclusion and with the street ending
at patch of tall hedges, there wouldn't be any traffic noise. The only
people who came down this street were the area residents or those who
were looking around or lost.
I pulled into the long driveway and entered through a large open gate.
The house was one of those two story Victorian types but looked new. I
went up the front steps and knocked on the door. I could see someone
coming as I took noticed how pristine this place was. I thought it
strange why someone in this affluent section of town would even want
to rent part of their home and, to a college student. I also figured
that if they really were renting a basement apartment that it would
probably be way out of my price range.
Mr. DuBois answered the door with a smile and greeting as he held the
evening paper. I introduced myself then showed him the ad from the
clipping mentioning the apartment and asked if I could have a look at
it. He looked me over closely which I thought was a bit strange, but
since I was wanting to rent part of his house I figured he had the
right to look me over and ask questions. I could see an attractive
lady in the kitchen busy with supper dishes then mentioned that I
could come back later. Mr. DuBois, Dan, as he asked me to call him
invited me inside and then offered me a cup of coffee as he led me
through the living room, past the large dining room and into the
kitchen. It was there I met his wife Madge.
I sat down with Dan and Madge and enjoyed a cup of coffee. They seemed
like nice people. Dan had been a lawyer and had made a lot of money
and invested it well. Now guaranteed a good monthly return he had
taken an early retirement. He was young to be retired so early and
looked to be only in his 40's. Madge looked younger still and appeared
to be only in her middle 30's.
She was stunning, I noticed that right off. She had on a blue satin
blouse that tied into a big fluffy bow in the front. It didn't hide
her big breasts though, I noticed them swing every time she moved. Her
legs were stunning as well, all the way to the stiletto heels of her
black patent leather pumps. I noticed the shine of her nylons and the
sound her legs made as she crossed them against the satin lining of
her tight, tailored black wool skirt. I noticed her jewelry and the
large marquis cut diamond of her wedding ring and smelled the feminine
perfume that filled the air around her. Not only was the place first
class but both Madge and Dan showed the look that said they had a lot
of money.
The class was very evident. They seemed to ask a lot of questions but
I took it in stride. I was Tim Rikart from a small town in the mid
west who had come out east to go to the best school I could afford in
order to get a good education. They also asked why I didn't like the
dormitories at school. I said I didn't like the crowds or room mates
and didn't really like the cafeteria food either, besides, after a
year in a dormitory it felt like school lasted 24 hours a day, 7 days
a week while there. Moving off campus was my goal now.
Madge noticed I was only five foot five and slightly built and
mentioned I was only as tall as she was. They then asked about friends
and other personal things like what I liked to do, hobbies etc. When
they found out I was pretty much a loner and liked to study and was
pretty much a homebody they seemed very interested. Dan then grabbed a
set of keys and offered to show me the basement apartment.
We went out the back kitchen door where Dan showed me the garage, the
back sun porch and entrance, then switched on the lights in the back
yard to display the patio and barbeque area that was complete with an
in ground swimming pool! "Too bad it's getting late in the year" he
said with a sad smile "I sure hate to have to go all winter without
it."
He showed me the keys that worked the locks in all the doors. He then
took me downstairs with Madge following along. We reached the
apartment door, Dan unlocked it and swung it open. I was shocked when
he switched on the lights. I have seen college apartments before,
especially basement apartments. Nearly every one had been dingy, with
worn out furniture and they all seemed to have a musty, wet smell. But
not this place.
The house had been built on a hill in a good section of town with good
drainage, Dan said they had never had any problems with moisture in
the basement. I noticed the fine carpet on the floor in the living
room and the rugs. I noticed the nice furniture and the immaculate
kitchen area. It was a large apartment and as we looked around I
noticed there were even two bedrooms!
The main bedroom was totally furnished as was the second one, but with
no bed. A large closet even bigger than the one in the main bedroom
covered nearly one whole wall. There were two steamer trunks placed in
the corner. I noticed a sewing table and a few boxes as well. Madge
told me she had been using the room for extra storage and said that
she would remove the sewing table and the few boxes and put the trunks
in the large closet. "You won't be able to use this closet as I am
using it for a few of my things and for a bit of extra storage space,"
she said asking if that would present a problem. I told her with all
the room in this apartment I wouldn't even notice.
Dan then showed me the rest of the apartment. There was a nice little
entertainment center complete with television and small stereo that
came with the place. There were plenty of book shelves and cabinet
space in the kitchen along with nice stove and even a dishwasher and
there was a full sized bathroom with tub and shower as well! We
started out of the apartment and headed back upstairs. I thanked Dan
and Madge for showing me the place but told them there was probably no
way I could afford it. I didn't know the place was that nice or that
large and knew the minute I saw it that it was out of the price range
for a 20 year old college student. I then apologized for wasting their
time.
"How does $200.00 dollars a month sound, I'll even throw in the
utilities," Dan said as he looked me over once again. I couldn't
believe it and asked if he was kidding me. He wasn't. This place could
have gone for at least five times that per month and not only that,
the basement was as nice and as pristine as the rest of the house. The
only requirement was no smoking, no drinking and no parties of any
kind. And that if it wouldn't be too much trouble, they would
appreciate it if I didn't have guests over.
They asked what I thought. I studied my options and though I thought
it strange they didn't allow any guests I figured I could meet with my
friends at their apartments or some place else. Because this deal was
just too good to pass up. I agreed with all their requests and after
Dan handed me the keys I moved my car into the garage and started
moving in immediately. With only a few books, and a couple large bags
I was settled in in no time.
School started with registration the next day so I thought I had
better get a good night's sleep. I would have to stock the kitchen
with food as well and wished I had brought at least a can of soup for
supper. But I was tired and settled on having an early breakfast at
school in the morning instead.
Registration went well and then I stopped at the store and bought a
lot of groceries for my kitchen. Madge had come down to get me
familiar with the stove and microwave and everything else then noticed
some of my purchases. I had bought food to make for meals and not TV
dinners like so many college kids do. She seemed impressed when I told
her I liked to cook. With everything set she then returned upstairs. I
settled in and began looking over my new books for the semester as I
relaxed from all the day's walking. After a simple but filling supper,
I showered and went to bed early.
I felt lucky to have found such a nice apartment but realized I would
have to get used to all the quiet of this place. I laid in bed
thinking things over. Dan and Madge were really nice to take me in as
a renter. I thought about Madge and how pretty she was for an older
woman. She looked like she might have been a model at one time, Dan
was about average for his age. In addition to the opulent house they
had two late model cars in the garage. They had an "H2" Humvee to
drive in the winter but otherwise both drove the Cadillac.
They both wore expensive clothing and had expensive tastes as well and
it got me wondering how much they were worth. But it really wasn't any
of my business. I did ask though, why they needed a renter. They told
me it was to help people out in the tight housing market when school
would start each year and wanted to help. They also mentioned that
they had been living here for several years and wanted the company of
a renter, someone to talk to now and then. I learned I was the first
renter they had ever had and after thinking about their reasons for
wanting a renter decided to believe them because they sure didn't need
the money.
The weeks passed and the homework assignments began to pile up. I was
doing alright as the semester rolled along. Dan and Madge even invited
me up for dinner every once in a while and even offered to take me out
for dinner a couple times but feeling that was too much of an
imposition I had to decline.
The days continued to pass and the next weekend I decided to vacuum
and dust the apartment. The place was already so clean it didn't take
long. I then went into the second bedroom. I never used it but just
stored my suitcases and a couple boxes in the far corner to keep them
out of the way. But I took notice of the two trunks and the long
closet again then decided to quietly check them out. Like a kid
sneaking around in the attic I quietly closed the bedroom door and
approached the large closet. I pulled on the knob and found the door
wasn't locked. I swung the accordion doors open and could instantly
smell the floral perfume like Madge wore. I hesitated but decided to
have a look. I switched on the light to see the closet was chock full
of women's clothes! I saw a lavish nightgown hanging in the front. It
was one of those old style creations from the late 1950's.
I carefully ran my hands over the soft pink chiffon feeling the layers
of the slippery fabric. I lifted the edge of the gown and smelled the
fragrant perfume and felt the cool nylon as I rubbed the material on
my cheek! It was exciting, like being in a woman's boudoir! I let the
hem of the gown swish back down and looked further. A dozen or so shoe
boxes lined the top shelf along with several hat boxes, stacks of old
style, original Hanes nylon stocking hosiery boxes and even a mink
stole or two carefully zippered into garment bags.
There were skirts and blouses of every type and what looked like at
least two or three dozen day or house dresses and even several old
fashioned petticoats packed away on shelves! There were also several
formal gowns and in the back of the closet I could even see a
glistening white satin wedding dress carefully bundled away and
hanging in a garment bag. Everything was pristine and appeared brand
new, just like the whole house. But everything in the closet was
totally out of date. Everything appeared to be from the 50's and early
60's. I took another moment to notice both of the big steamer trunks
that had been put into the large closet. They were sitting on the
floor off to the back corner. I quietly slid one out of the closet and
into the room. I became nervous snooping like this but just had to
look and see what else Madge had put away.
The large spring loaded center hasp clicked open loudly scaring me. It
wasn't locked! I carefully opened the other two clasps then swung the
trunk open and could once again smell the heady fragrance of perfume.
Then I looked inside and was astounded to see dozens and dozens of
pairs of women's panties that appeared brand new! Some were nylon,
some were cool smooth satin but all were lace trimmed, some even had
little satin bows attached to the waists and leg openings and they
were all very feminine! Then I noticed a similar supply of brassieres,
garter belts and girdles of every description. There were dozens of
pairs of old fashioned support pantyhose along with more old fashioned
garter stockings and even noticed many were seamed! Although most of
the pantyhose were nude or had just a hint of beige, the whole range
of hosiery shades were there. The last trunk had even more and was
filled just as full. I noticed several old fashioned corsets, some
severe in design and others which looked like only tight waist
cinchers; they were all done up in satin and lace as well. There were
dozens of full slips in every color and style imaginable, as well as
camisoles and half slips in abundance as well. Everything had been
carefully packed away into the well ordered compartments.
I quickly closed and then slid both trunks back into the closet. I
looked around a moment longer on the closet shelves and noticed
several jewelry boxes filled with all types of women's jewelry. Still
more boxes held a total array of women's cosmetics and perfume and
strangely enough, all were unopened and brand new; there must have
been enough makeup in there to last ten women a lifetime I thought! I
even looked through a few of the shoe boxes. Every pair of shoes were
women's high heels. They were all expensive and many appeared to even
be hand made! But no matter if the style was sandal, ankle strap,
platform or traditional pump, every pair had at least a 5-inch heel,
while still others had even higher heels! I had never seen such a
complete wardrobe!
It must have cost tens of thousands of dollars to put something like
this together I thought. But then realized that people with money
often buy a lot of things in excess whether or not they ever intend to
use them. Either way, it was none of my business. I put everything
back, checked to make sure the trunks and the closet were returned to
the way I found everything then carefully closed the door, finished
dusting the room then quietly left.
The days continued on and school went well. I would often see the
DuBois' every day but sometimes when they or I was busy with something
else and because the house was so large we could go days without
bumping into each other. Then one night a few days later Mr. Dubois
came to the apartment door.
"Could I bother you for a minute Tim?" he asked. I told him it wasn't
any bother then invited him in. It seemed that he and Madge were going
to have to be away for the following Thursday and wouldn't be home
until late the following Sunday night. He asked if I wouldn't mind
keeping an eye on the place for a few days and even offered to pay for
my trouble! I wouldn't have any of that and told him not to worry and
that I would make sure all the doors were locked and the lights were
off. He seemed thankful then mentioned how fortunate it was that he
had a renter to keep an eye on the place and said it was a real bonus
for him and Madge in getting a good renter like me. I didn't have a
problem with it at all. Matter of fact, with all they had done for me
I thought it was the least I could do to help them out. Dan thanked me
as he left and then the next night I was helping to pack the Cadillac
and then waved and watched as they rolled down the driveway and then
turned off down the street and drove out of sight.
I went back inside and after having dinner and cleaning up everything
I read over a few notes and a chapter in a text book then watched a
couple shows. It wasn't long before I was tired so I took a hot shower
and went to bed for the night. I laid there thinking about the
upcoming holiday break and was happy I was doing so well in school
especially since mid-terms were over. I didn't have many classes on
Friday so I decided to blow the day off and stay home, do some
studying and maybe grill a steak out back on the DuBois' patio before
the weather turned too cold. Then I started thinking about that
nightgown in the closet in the spare bedroom and how it felt and how
the perfume in the closet smelled!
It was strange, but exciting somehow. I had always been slightly built
and not too tall and had been teased and called sissy because of my
size and even punched around from time to time in grade school. The
experience had maybe messed me up somehow, I don't know. But the word
sissy seemed to stick in my head. I started trying on nylons and
panties and even a girdle once that I managed to "borrow" from a few
of the clotheslines in the neighborhood years before when I was a kid
at the home and found it really exciting but knew that it was
something that boys shouldn't do. It wasn't long before I tossed the
things away and tried to put the experience out of my mind. It's funny
how old memories of child hood come back.
I tried to go to sleep but couldn't get that nightgown out of my mind.
I wondered what it would feel like to try it on, how swishy and silky
the fabric would be. Then it dawned on me that I had three whole days
all to myself in this huge house! I tried to pass the thought off but
soon found myself opening the spare bedroom door and switching on the
light. I looked at the little bedroom window and made sure the
curtains were covering everything so nobody would be able to see in.
It was quite unlikely though because of the house being on a such a
large lot and being in a secluded section of town with so few
neighbors. I then went to the closet, carefully opened the doors and
switched on the closet light. I stripped off my T-shirt and shorts as
I eyed the deep pink peignoir that hung front and center, teasing me
to try it on just once.
After tossing my clothes aside I reached in, took the nightgown out
then swished it off the padded, pink satin hangar. The label said
"Lucie Ann of Beverly Hills!" I could tell this totally feminine gown
was not only glamorous it was vintage and expensive! Walking through
the malls I had often seen women's lingerie in store windows but
never, ever anything as nice as this!
I knew I shouldn't be doing this because these were Madge's things,
but what harm was there in it really? Just a little harmless
experimentation. My knees shook a bit as I gathered the sweeping gown
and put it over my head. When I let it go It fell with a silken swish
all the way to the floor and seemed to fit me perfectly! My throat was
dry as I put on the matching coat which was made of the same pink,
nylon chiffon as the gown. It slipped over my shoulders like a liquid.
It was totally frictionless. I then fluffed out the layered gown and
then swished the sweeping robe closed and tied the little, woven pink
nylon sash tight letting the fuzzy pom poms dangle at the front. I
found a matching pair of high heeled Maribou slippers with the pom-pom
tops and found to my amazement that they fit perfectly as well! I
wobbled a bit at first but soon had them figured out well enough to
walk slowly without falling.
I took a few steps around the room and marveled at the way the gown
felt as it moved and swished. There must have been over a dozen layers
of the pink chiffon over the creamy tricot nylon of the gown itself. I
was getting giddy with excitement then noticed my bulge poking at the
front! It was almost too much! I then became worried about staining
this pristine garment and about what Madge would do if she ever found
out. I then became nervous and embarrassed at the thought then quickly
took off the slippers and the gown. By the time I put everything away
and was putting my shorts and T-shirt back on my swelling manhood was
now only at half mast. I quickly closed the closet then left the room
shutting the door behind me. I returned to bed and tried to sleep, but
after thinking of that gown and how it felt was soon raging with
excitement once again. I took care of myself and finally found relief
and couldn't believe how much I had to clean up after I was done. I
had never been so excited! After that it didn't take long to get to
sleep.
I woke up the next morning and was ready to go about my business when
the thought of the night before filled my mind once again. I tried to
pass it off as I dressed then decided to walk to the end of the drive
and collect the mail. I walked down the long tree lined drive and
through the gate and gathered the mail. It was still early but I
noticed there wasn't a soul around. What little traffic there usually
was, was now over as everyone had now gone off to work for the day! I
had never taken a day off from school on a week day unless it was a
holiday. It felt almost strange how secluded this section of town was
and how quiet it was. I took the mail in and not feeling the need to
go into the main house just set the Dubois' mail on the back porch
table instead. I then went back downstairs.
It wasn't long before I was done with breakfast, had the kitchen
cleaned up and had caught up on all my book work. I clicked through
the channels but found nothing on worth watching. I thought of going
upstairs to have a look at Dan's entertainment center. He must have
spent a fortune on it. All the sets in the house were satellite
connected but Dan had a total AV center with a new High Definition big
screen complete with thundering surround sound. It was amazing for
sure, but I didn't want to invade their living quarters. After all I
had already been in Madge's spare closet and that thought was on my
mind. I sat for a few moments with nothing to do then thought about
that closet once again, and the steamer trunks and that feminine scent
of perfume that hung in the closet and permeated all the clothes and
lingerie. I locked my apartment up tight then went to my bedroom.
I began taking off all of my clothes. Did I dare take the chance to
try on that nightgown again? I thought. What would a dress feel like?
What about the lingerie? Then I tried to imagine what it would feel
like to wear everything, everything from head to toe just once! I
started breathing heavily, my throat became tight and dry at the
thought, I couldn't stop myself. I thought further then realized it
was only Friday morning. I still had almost three whole days alone
yet. If I was careful I could try on anything I wanted and then by
Sunday night when the DuBois' came back everything would be carefully
put away back in the closet and the trunks and I could go on with
nobody being the wiser. I decided to take the chance.
I entered the bedroom once again and switched on the lights. I went
over, opened the closet and switched on the ceiling light. I pulled
out a trunk, opened it, then stood back looking at the stunning array
of lingerie in the trunk and dresses that hung in the closet now in
front of me! I felt I should have stopped right there and just
forgotten about it, but I wanted to experience some of those things.
And in knowing I had a compulsion for soft and feminine things in the
first place, it was just too much and I found I couldn't stop myself!
My head was in a whirl as I made my clothing selections. Everything I
had ever wondered about was right in front of me. By the time I calmed
down I had selected panties, a pair of Hanes "Town Taupe" support
pantyhose, a pretty satin and lace bra that matched the panties, a
heavy paneled, six garter panty girdle, a pair of seamed garter
stockings, a waist cincher and a creamy Lorraine full slip from the
1950's adorned in ribbons and loads of frilly lace! I looked at the
pile of lingerie I had set on the vanity as I turned back to the
closet. I then selected a light cream colored dress. It was totally
feminine and 1950's in style just like the lingerie. It had a self
colored belt and buttoned in the front and had a standard collar. The
whole dress had a dainty floral pattern. I found a fluffy, white nylon
petticoat that had yards and yards of frills and took that out as
well. I found a pair of white, open toed heels and even a hat that
matched the outfit. I borrowed some of Madge's jewelry and took a
bracelet, some clip-on earrings and a three strand pearl necklace from
one of the jewelry boxes. I wanted to try on some makeup and perfume
as well but didn't want to open any of the containers. I saw a
feminine wig on the shelf too all done up in old fashioned style but
since my hair was already well past my shoulders in a pony tail, I
thought I would just part it in the middle and leave well enough
alone.
I took the panties and slipped into them amazed at the cool,
smoothness of the fabric as I pulled them up my legs and up high on my
waist. The Hanes pantyhose came next. I sat on the little padded
vanity chair and opened the red package and carefully took them out,
remembering how they were folded so I could put them back in the
package as they were once I was done having my fun. I worked the
nylons up my legs then tucked myself tightly in the panties to not
show a bulge. I pulled the panties and pantyhose up when I was
finished then noticed that my sparse blonde leg hair hardly showed at
all through the support hose. I would have to live with the feeling of
a few hairs pulling though and wondered if I should shave my legs! I
didn't have the nerve and since I was already dressing I figured I
would just get it out of my system.
I pulled on the tight panty girdle next. I could smell the satin and
rubber and lycra material as it slid up my legs. Before I got it up
and tight though I took a pair of the gossamer seamed stockings and
carefully worked them up over the pantyhose. I was amazed at the swish
and zip of the nylon and after fumbling with the garters I managed to
get all six of them properly hooked. I then stood up and tugged the
girdle up tight working the nylon stockings smooth and making sure the
seams were straight. I pulled it up high and tight on my waist and
felt the garters go tight and the crotch tighten until it looked just
like I had a woman's mound! I added the waist cincher then put on the
brassiere and fastened it. I used about a half a box of Kleenex to
fill out the cups then continued by putting on that Lorraine, full
slip, the creamy nylon swished as it fell into place. I could feel the
straps on my shoulders and marveled how perfectly it fit over the
brassiere!
I stepped into the petticoat and tied the sash tight around the waist
cincher and was almost overcome as I twirled and watched it fluff out
to it's maximum fullness! I quickly took the dress off the hangar and
after unbuttoning the front I slipped it over my head. Like the slip
before, the shiny, silky rayon patterned material swished easily down
into place. Once I made sure the skirt was completely over the fluffy
petticoat I decided to go all the way and try on the hat too. I combed
out my hair, put it back in a tight ponytail then put my hair up and
fitted it tightly under the white, feminine hat. I slipped into the
shoes and adjusted the buckle at the back of the open heel. It was
strange how everything fit so well, but like I said, I had always been
slightly built. I carefully clipped the earrings on then did the same
with the pearl necklace. I buttoned up the dress then did the little
belt. I carefully stood up and fluffed out the skirt then twirled on
the heels. I looked in a mirror and was amazed at my look! I only
wished I could have had my hair done and worn makeup! Because then I
sure wouldn't have looked like a boy anymore! I started walking around
the room, then tried emulating how women walk. The heels make you walk
like a lady, and it took quite a bit of practice to get it right, but
soon I was mincing around the room enjoying the feel and the sounds of
the skirts and lingerie and marveled at how the garters on the girdle
felt as they tightened and loosened with each step and how the bra and
slip straps felt under the dress. It would have been more fun to have
had weighted breast forms to allow me to feel a jiggle but for now I
was having all the fun I could take! It was a heady experience!
I then took a chance and began walking around my apartment enjoying
myself. I was totally excited, I could feel the my tightness within
the panty girdle and tried to calm down but couldn't! It was like a
sensory overload, a brain buzz. I began to panic! I sat down and tried
to concentrate and finally managed to calm down. Then within minutes I
found I was able to relax a bit and really begin enjoying the clothes!
Then feeling brave, I took a chance and opened the apartment door.
It was dead quiet in the long hall that lead to the stairway, I was
still alone! It was still morning and a couple hours before the noon
hour and days before the DuBois' would be back. So I took the chance.
After making sure my door was unlocked I left the apartment. I could
feel my heart pounding as I walked towards the stairs, my heels
clicking loudly on the tile floor. I could hear the swish of the
skirts too as I continued on. I reached the bottom of the stairs then
started up! It was harder than walking on level ground but an
interesting experience to not be able to see my high heeled feet under
the billowy skirts as I carefully stepped along, feeling my way with
my feet as I climbed up then finally reached the landing.
I unlocked the back door then looked out onto the back sun room porch.
It was deserted, the entire area was devoid of anyone and totally
quiet! I looked out past the concrete driveway that led to the garage
and the to the side of that the large patio and barbeque area that
framed the empty swimming pool. What would it feel like to go out
side, just for a minute or two? I thought as I continued to look out
the door. I wanted to feel the breeze swirl around my nyloned legs and
feel it catch the skirt as I had seen happen to so many women while
growing up, when they used to wear skirts. I thought about it as my
heart raced and I gasped through my dry throat.
I took the chance and stepped out onto the porch then opened the
outside door that led to the back yard and driveway. I paused and
listened but heard nothing, no cars on the street out front and nobody
around. After I made sure the door was unlocked I stepped outside. A
swirl of crisp fall air wisped past my legs, and felt like nothing I
had ever experienced before. I tried to compose myself then went down
the steps until I was standing in the driveway. I felt frozen with
fear but decided to have my outdoor experience and then get back
inside quickly.
I started walking towards the patio area carefully looking all around
to make sure no one was looking but I still saw and heard nothing. I
continued on and didn't realize it was such a long walk to get to the
patio. I started concentrating on walking like a woman. I leaned my
shoulders back pushing my fake breasted chest out. I thrust my hips
slightly forward and began to walk with my hips wiggling as I minced,
clicking along the concrete walkway. I noticed I could walk in the
high heels even easier this way so I kept practicing as I walked.
Once I reached the patio I walked around the pool twice then stopped
at the far end and began my walk back to the house pretending I was
just the lady of the house taking her morning stroll. I concentrated
on my shoulders being back, my hips thrust forward, the click of the
heels on the sidewalk and the feel of my thighs as the nylon hose
zipped and swished with each step! A breeze fluttered through the
large trees then came across and swirled around my nyloned legs once
again. Then a gust followed lifting my skirt and petticoats high into
the air exposing my girdle and gartered stockings! I felt the rush of
embarrassment as I quickly swished the skirt and petticoats back down
then continued my mincing walk back to the house. Shoulders back, hips
forward I concentrated as I clicked along on the stiletto heels. The
dress continued to swish and the petticoat continued to rustle. My
tight girdled "muff" forward, my nyloned thighs and calves zipping as
they rubbed against each other as I minced back to the house. I was
delirious in my adventure, the feminine feelings were overwhelming,
even the scent of the clothes filled the air around me making me even
more excited. I made it back to the rear entrance and had just grabbed
the stair rail when all of a sudden it simply became too much. I felt
a twinge, then a twitch. Caught in the powerful throes of my first
fully dressed orgasm my knees buckled as wave after throbbing wave hit
me. I could feel myself drenching the panties, the pantyhose then
finally the panty girdle then felt the cool wetness at my tightly
packed mound as the fall breeze once again swirled around my legs and
up my dress!
I had caught myself so I didn't fall and soon managed to regain my
composure and return to my apartment downstairs locking all the doors
once again as I went inside. I quickly returned to the spare bedroom
and took everything off as carefully as I could.
The dress and petticoats came out fine and dry, as did the brassiere
and garter stockings, but the slip, the girdle, the panties and the
pantyhose were now drenched, stained from my excitement. I quickly put
everything away that I could. I then cleaned myself up and got dressed
in my regular clothes once again. I then gathered up the wet garments
and hurried out the apartment door and went to the laundry room. I
found a bottle of Woolite in one of Madge's cabinets then using cool
water in the wash sink hand washed all the wet lingerie. After making
sure everything was as clean and fresh as new I brought everything
back into the apartment spare bedroom and after rolling everything up
in a clean bath towel tightly to get most of the moisture out, I went
over the now damp lingerie with my hand held hair dryer. I was
fortunate that within ten minutes everything was nice and dry and
totally clean once again. I fluffed and then folded everything
carefully then put the things back in the trunk and closet and even
wiped the bottom of the shoes off and the heels as well making sure
everything was as it had been before. After making sure everything was
perfect, I left the room exhausted.
I took a long nap then had a lunch and watched a couple shows that
afternoon. Soon It was getting late. I took a shower then decided to
go to bed early. But my thoughts were still of earlier in the day. I
still had the place to myself I thought, so, I borrowed a pink, lace
trimmed bra that I stuffed with Kleenex, a pair of pink satin panties,
the pink fuzzy, high heeled slippers and that unbelievable Lucee Ann
nightgown once again.
I enjoyed swishing and swirling around the spare room then spent an
hour or so moving around the rest of the apartment luxuriating in the
softness of all those yards of swirling, pink nylon chiffon that was
layered over the nightgown and in the layers of the robe. When I took
off the high heeled slippers and set them aside then draped the gown
coat over the edge of the bed and then slipped under the sheets for
the night I was still wearing the panties, the bra and that luxurious
layered pink nightgown that smelled so soothingly feminine!
The rest of the weekend was spent in a feminine overdose. I tried on
several more dresses, then tried out several blouse and skirt
combinations, with matching shoes and handbags of course. I would
marvel as I looked myself over in the vanity mirror and in the full
length mirror on the wall in the spare room feeling so envious that
women get all the fun clothes to wear! I didn't go outside again and
had no further accidents, but spent the rest of the weekend mostly
dressed as a woman from head to toe and from the skin out! By Sunday
night I was exhausted but I had everything put away just like I found
it and was waiting in the driveway when Dan and Madge returned from
their trip. We greeted, I mentioned how quiet and uneventful things
had been then welcomed them back as I handed over the keys to the
house. I helped Madge with her bags and after saying good night I
returned to my apartment and let things return to normal once again.
I so enjoyed Madge's lingerie and wardrobe that I began wearing her
panties and pantyhose after school and on the weekends. I really
enjoyed doing this and just borrowed three pairs of each. I figured
with all the dozens of pairs of panties and hose she had, the little
bit I had borrowed would never be missed. I even managed to borrow
that unbelievable Lucee Ann nightgown and even found another dozen of
them in a rainbow of colors tucked away and hanging in the back of the
closet. I often wondered that since the closet was so well ordered,
why was that deep pink nightgown at the center of the closet by itself
and those matching Maribou high heeled slippers so close by as well.
But it didn't seem to matter, winter break was coming up and I was
planning on going home for vacation and looking forward to the long
flight. Everything was going better than expected and Dan and Madge?
They never had an inkling of what went on that long weekend or in what
I was doing in private.
It was two days before I was to leave for home. The semester was over,
I was packed and had my plane tickets all ready to go. I had even
finished with my food and had cleaned and unplugged the refrigerator
and cleaned the kitchen as well as the entire apartment. With my
grades all being straight "A's" and with everything done all I had to
do was enjoy my vacation! That night I decided to take one more trip
through Madge's closet in the spare room. It was late but I wanted to
have some more fun and excitement. I even said that aloud as I got
dressed! And I was enjoying myself too. I curtseyed, minced and moved
like a feminine tart as I paraded around the bedroom catching glimpses
of the swirling dress, the stiletto heels of the black pumps and
seamed hose in the full length mirror. I really liked how I was
getting used to my look as I stared in the mirror on the wall
transfixed, and wondered aloud how I would look if I was really fixed
up. Then suddenly, I heard the apartment door open!
I had locked that door! I panicked nearly passing out as I stumbled on
the heels and I fumbled with the buckle on the belt of the dress
trying to get it off as quickly as possible. How could I explain?
Although this room was mine to use I wasn't supposed to be going
through Madge's things and with the size of my apartment really had no
reason to even be in this room in the first place. I then heard the
bedroom doorknob turn! "I'm just studying!" I hollered gasping with
total fear in my voice as I struggled to start taking off the clothes.
I kicked off the shoes then reached up and pulled off the girdle and
the gartered nylon stockings hooked to it all at once and tossed them
under the vanity. I wasn't wearing pantyhose so I thought I might
hurry and pull everything else off too! "I'll be right out!" I
continued. But it was too late! I heard the key turn in the lock on
the bedroom door and then saw Dan enter! He saw the girdle and
stockings partially hidden under the vanity and me standing there
dressed like a woman! I tried backing away but there was nowhere to
go, I was caught!! "Get out of those things," he said. I looked up to
apologize but saw he had already turned and left! I started to undress
as quickly as I could. Then Dan startled me when he returned. He held
two large comforter blankets and pillows he had gotten from the
downstairs laundry room storage closet and tossed them on the floor.
By now I had all my women's clothes, the lingerie petticoat dress and
shoes off and piled in a heap on the floor. "I...I'm sorry Mr. DuBois.
I...I'll pay for all of the stuff there to get it cleaned or fixed," I
stammered as I tried to say I was sorry. But I wasn't able to help
myself! I was hoping he might understand. Strangely he said nothing as
he shoved the pile of clothes on the floor aside with his foot then
went to the closet and started rummaging. I thought he might be
looking for something out of place or something missing, I didn't know
what was going on.
Dan grabbed several things then took the pink nightgown and robe off
the hangar. "Put these on and be quick about it," he said with
authority as he stuffed everything into my arms. I hesitated and
started to resist as I continued to apologize but it didn't matter.
"Maybe I should call the police, tell them my renter has been sneaking
into my wife's lingerie and clothes and that I want to press charges."
He looked at me now holding the bundle of lingerie he gave me. I was
frozen in fear and couldn't speak or move as my head swam with the
police reports, what would end up in the papers and the shame and all
the trouble I was now in.
"I'll call them now," he said as he began walking out of the room.
"Wait!" I yelled through a gasping, dry throat. I told him I would do
anything he wanted. I just wanted to pay him back for the clothes,
apologize and then just move out. I figured I could find another
apartment or dormitory room for next semester. Hell, at this point I
even thought of leaving and finding another school as far away as I
could get just to get away from this terrible situation! "Maybe we can
work something out," he said. For the moment I felt a bit of relief,
but then he continued. "Since you like this nightgown so much, put it
on. All that other stuff too," he said in an authoratative tone. How
could he know I liked this or any other nightgown!? Then I realized
that he must have had a way to spy on me!
I sat at the vanity and in the pile of fluffy pink lingerie I found
the pink garter belt and put it on. I fumbled, shaking as I put the
pink, lacy brassiere on and then stuffed the cups with Kleenex once
again. I looked at the package of nylon stockings still in the plastic
then opened them to see these were pink nylons that matched the garter
belt! I put them on and noticed how sheer they were and how much they
shined and gleamed in the bright room lights as I hooked them tightly
to the garters dangling on my thighs. Then I stepped into the pink,
lacy panties. The act of dressing and the thought of the shiny nylons
and the women's lingerie and the idea of feeling feminine now sickened
me. I could feel my head spin and my stomach tighten as I slipped on
the pink, patent leather ankle strap platform shoes with the seven
inch heels and buckled them tightly! The platforms were about an inch
high which still made the heels a very tall six inches. I could hardly
stand as I teetered on the heels as I tossed the layered pink chiffon
night gown over my head and put my arms through the arm holes.
Dan had been busy putting the fluffy satin comforters on the floor and
straightening them out. He even had two satin pillows on the makeshift
bed as well. He motioned for me to keep dressing and then motioned to
the comforters on the floor. I put the layered chiffon robe on and
tied the sash then sat down on the comforters stunned! Dan came down
on the comforters and pulled me down on my back. He spread my legs
enough to get between them then fluffed the skirts of the chiffon robe
and gown up exposing my legs. He began fondling the high heels and
then my nyloned legs, rubbing my calves and thighs feeling the tight,
cool, gleaming nylon as he smelled the perfume of all the lingerie.
What was happening!?!? Was this meant to scare me, or was this my
punishment? I didn't know. I was so scared, shocked and worried and
with so much going through my mind, I figured I must have been in a
state of shock! Dan seemed to be enjoying himself as he felt me up
while I laid there paralyzed with fear.
Then it dawned on me what was happening when I saw that the front of
his pants had started to tent! He stopped feeling my legs and the
slippery nylon chiffon of the gown then took something out of his
pocket. It was something in a tiny package he put between his teeth.
He then started undoing his belt, then undid the button on his pants.
I heard the zipper then saw him quickly pull his pants down to expose
a throbbing hard-on! Then I realized he was holding a rubber between
his teeth!!! He took the little foil package, opened it then took out
the lubricated condom and began putting it on, rolling it down his
throbbing erection! I began to squirm and tried to move away but he
only grabbed my legs behind the knees and pulled me back! I slid
easily across the satin blankets and was right in front of Dan once
again. I couldn't believe what was happening to me!
He hunched over me just like I was a woman. "You're legs will feel so
much prettier when they're properly shaved," he said as he groped at
my panties and started pulling them down in the back fully exposing my
bottom. "You'll look better in makeup and with a pretty hairdo too and
with just the right amount of perfume, mmmmm you'll be such a little
princess," he continued as he pulled me closer! He was one "sick
fucker," I thought as my mind reeled. Something else was wrong and
didn't figure, because somehow I had been set up! But here I was now,
stuck, with no way out!
I tried to get away but he was much bigger than me. Before I could
struggle away he had my nylon clad legs in the air and had the
nightgown swished up around my waist. He held the panties tight as he
pulled them down, then I felt the tip of his penis brush against me
and start probing!
I gasped and struggled to get away but in an instant my legs were over
his shoulders. His breathing quickened as he steered himself into me
holding his throbbing member with one hand and the small of my back
with the other! He found the opening and started to push. I tried to
keep him out but when he leaned in and began humping I could feel the
lubricated condom doing it's work and couldn't stop him!
I gasped and shreaked like a girl when I felt him force the bulbous
head inside me! He let out a satisfied gasp then once firmly inside he
hunched over me, held my waist tightly with both hands then started
humping! I could feel him sliding in with each thrust. He would push
in about an inch then withdraw about half that much and then continue
in. I didn't think he had that much inside me until I felt a strange
sensation of something bumping into me. Then I realized it was his
balls! His entire length was now deep inside me. I began to get dizzy,
and to feel sick as he started his full length thrusts pistoning into
me! His breathing got deeper and more excited as I started to writhe
and cry out in pained, breathy gasps. Dan then stopped long enough to
put the two pillows under my bottom, then, holding me by the ankles he
held my legs high into the air and spread them even wider! He
continued thrusting, holding me down as he pistoned into me, I
couldn't get away as I slipped on all the nylon and satin once again.
I noticed my gleaming pink nyloned legs in the air and how the
stiletto heels of the ankle strap platforms twitched and twirled in
the air as he thrust into me. I had often wondered what it would be
like to totally dress as a woman, to go for a walk outside totally
dressed, to enjoy the feeling of a sensuous nylon chiffon nightgown
and had even thought of what it would be like to have sex as woman in
a few passing thoughts but not this!
But now I knew! I wasn't a woman but was being fucked just like one
now. The thought and the reality of the moment sickened me as I lay
there being worked over by a man sexually. I grimaced and turned my
head to the side not being able to watch the spectacle any longer. But
it didn't matter because Dan wasn't finished. He was going to get his
relief and I would just have to put up with him until he was done. It
took another five minutes or so, I don't really know because my head
was spinning and my stomach was in knots. But it wasn't long until I
could tell he was going to come. His thrusts got faster, his breath
shorter and he was starting to move in jerky motions. I then felt him
hunch once more and thrust his hips up into me until he actually
lifted me off the floor momentarily, buried to the hilt, his pelvis
meeting mine and his ball sack tight against me. He gasped, I felt his
penis get even larger inside me, then it twitched! He shuddered as he
continued holding me tight then I watched as his eyes rolled back in
his head. He gave out a long throaty moan as I felt his large, thick
penis spasm and twitch violently as he spent his load inside me! He
tried to thrust a few more times but was finally spent. He then pulled
out his quickly softening member that was still faintly twitching, the
rubber now full of his juice!
"You can just leave what you have on and once you compose yourself,
you come upstairs," he said as he pulled the rubber off then pulled up
his pants. He straightened himself then left the room with me still
laying on the floor with my sore bottom and my nyloned legs and pink
stiletto heels still spread wide and the pretty pink nightgown still
up around my waist!
I got up and left the room then paced the apartment. I could feel the
soreness where Dan had violated me. I could feel the garters tugging
on the pink nylons and the swish of the gown as I walked on the high
platform heels. I sat down to take them off like I had been just
playing around by myself in my apartment again but then realized that
the secret was now out and I was stuck! I left the shoes buckled then
gathered the sweeping floor length gown and made my way upstairs.
Madge met me at the door then ushered me towards Dan's media room.
"You look simply lovely in that gown Tim dear, just darling," she said
as she walked with me through the house. "You are just going to love
being feminine and living here with us," she finished as we reached
the media room and took our seats.
I looked at the big screen and knew I didn't have to stay to know and
understand what was going on now. There it was, a picture of the spare
bedroom just like I left it moments before with the mussed pillows and
comforters still on the floor and in digital Hi Definition surround
sound too! I sat and gathered the layered chiffon robe close around me
and hung my head as Dan took his seat, hit the button on the remote
then replayed the DVD recording from the beginning!
Every time I had gone into that spare bedroom it was recorded. Every
time! He'd rigged a camera so that when the lights were switched on in
the room the cameras started recording from upstairs in his media
room! Both Dan and Madge had been watching every time I had played
dress up! And if they missed an "episode" all they had to do was
rewind the disk! The DVD started with Madge showing me the room months
ago then continued on. It showed me looking through Madge's closet and
trunks and showed me trying on several outfits in a sort of sickening
fashion show with Madge pointing out which dresses of hers she liked
on me and which ones she didn't care for. My mind reeled and my head
spun to hear Madge giggle and see the excitement on Dan's face.
It showed me time after time trying everything on and even picked up
the swish of all the satin and nylon and everything I had said even my
gasps of excitement as I tried things on! The presentation was
chronological showing me wearing more and more of Madge's things. But
only the room was wired. Although my dress-up time with that pretty
floral dress was recorded in the spare room, my trip through my
apartment or outside to the patio was not. It didn't matter though,
because they had caught me in a most humiliating situation! I watched
further as I primped and fussed and twirled in front of the mirror and
became sickened and hung my head once again.
Madge sat beside me undid my ponytail then ran her fingers through my
hair and tried to comfort me by patting and rubbing my back through
all those layers of that nylon gown and robe. I heard myself say I
wanted some "fun and excitement" just like I had said it only an hour
before as I tried on Madge's clothes and then witnessed the display of
Dan fucking me like a woman on his big screen television in full
color, stereo!
Madge seemed impressed. "Don't you worry darling, you'll be getting
all the 'fun and excitement' you can stand from now on!" she said with
a smile as she hugged me close. I couldn't believe it. Although Dan
had keys to every door in the place he shouldn't have come into my
apartment unannounced. I thought now that Dan and Madge knew what had
happened I would get kicked out of their basement apartment for sure
for being a sissy pervert or something. But I hadn't really done that
much wrong, not really. It was however, more than a little
embarrassing. And now here I was, sitting on the couch with Madge and
Dan. A college sophomore boy sitting here wearing panties, bra, garter
belt, nylons, heels and a pink, floor length peignoir! "Told you this
pretty nightgown would get him," Madge said to Dan with a smile as she
ran the sheer fabric of the gown I was wearing through her fingers.
Then I realized why that nightgown had been hanging in the front of
the closet away from the others like it. It was where it would be easy
to see and reach, to tease me into putting it on! Those fuckers I
thought! But with the DVD that was now playing, I knew that it could
easily be used against me and I knew I had to play along with what
ever they wanted otherwise I would be totally ruined, totally! Then
Dan put the disk copy in a wall safe and then had Madge take me
upstairs!
"You're going to just love your new room up here Tim dear," she said
as her words rang in my ears. "We'll get all your things moved up from
downstairs and put them in your new closet and you'll be all set in no
time!" she added as we entered the large upstairs bath. Madge then had
me disrobe down to just my panties and sit on a little chair near the
bathroom sink. She took a tweezers and quickly plucked my eyebrows
into a high and feminine arch! She then put my head under the sink and
began washing it. She then applied a chemical hair dye that stung my
scalp and even added some to what was left of my eyebrows.
I didn't have to ask what was happening as she explained in great
detail what she was doing. "Yes," she said as she worked. "You're hair
is so nice and long and already such a pretty shade of blonde that it
won't take any work at all to get it into an even prettier, brighter
blonde shade," she said as she continued. She washed out the dye and
after drying my hair with a towel until it was just damp, she had me
sit at the sink and quickly began cutting and styling my hair. I then
learned that years back she had learned to fix and style hair, her
skill was quite evident now. It wasn't long before she had cut my now
platinum blonde hair into a totally feminine style that couldn't be
combed out to look anything like a boy's haircut! She then had me get
into the shower.
After I had been in for a few minutes and she was finished getting all
the hair swept up from the floor and the sink cleaned up she opened
the curtains and shut the water off. She then took a pair of scissors
and trimmed my pubic hair into a little heart shape then dabbed a
liberal amount of the blonde hair dye onto the little tuft of hair
that remained. She washed her hands then she put a pair of plastic
gloves on and then open a large bottle of Nair depilatory!
She then began slathering the pink goo all over my body and continued
explaining things to me as she made me stand there for a full fifteen
minutes while the harsh chemical did it's work. She then had me shower
off and helped me wipe down with a washcloth. I watched in shock as
all of my body hair swirled down the drain. From the eyebrows down
with the exception of my little tuft of pubic hair I was now pink
skinned and totally hairless!
Things then went quickly. Madge had me sit at the bathroom sink once
again while she rummaged through some things. She found some hair
rollers and went to work on my hair. After she had nearly two dozen
curlers wound tightly to my head she put a pink bonnet on me and
plugged in a hair dryer! She then started giving me a manicure and
then glued on glamour length salon nails! "You will have to wear these
until your own grow out sweetie," she said as she then started
lacquering them a bright, gloss red! She quickly finished making sure
I didn't smear the polish while it was wet. She then gave me a
pedicure and after putting a pair of foam toe spreaders on each foot
she then painted my toenails the same gloss red as my fingernails!
While I sat there waiting for the polish and my hair to dry Madge came
over with something in her hand. I didn't know what it was but felt
the pain as she clamped it onto my right ear lobe and squeezed it with
a loud click. Before I could yelp out she did the left lobe too and I
realized she had just pierced my ears with a piercing gun! Little
Diamond stud earrings were now firmly in place. She quickly attached
the keepers then stood back smiling, admiring her work.
My hair was soon dry. Madge took off the hair bonnet and put the dryer
away but left the tight curlers in place. She then had me wrap a large
pink bath towel around my waist and led me to one of the bedrooms. It
was a very feminine bedroom with a single four poster bed all done up
in satin and lace and several satin pillows. The curtains were similar
and the carpet was a pale pink pastel color similar to the soft color
of the walls. Madge had me sit at the vanity then pulled up a chair
and sat down beside me. She took a bottle of liquid foundation makeup
and began applying it to my face then began working it in until my
skin tone was perfect and uniform. She continued with the makeup and
also continued filling me in on what was happening.
Dan began passing by the room with loads of clothes making trips up
from the basement. He was filling the closet in the master bedroom
with all the things from downstairs! I thought this was to be my new
room but Madge only giggled saying that the "lady-of-the-house" always
belonged in the master bedroom! I reeled as I listened to her giggle
just like she was getting out of something!
My head began to spin as she went to work on my eyebrows with a
pencil. She then applied glue to a pair of long glamour length
eyelashes then quickly glued them into place over my own eyelashes! As
she quickly added two shades of blue eyeshadow she mentioned that the
glue was made to last several weeks but that I shouldn't worry, she
would make sure I learned to keep them like this from now and on! She
then added a black eyeliner and finished with Mascara and didn't stop
until my eyes were large and doe-like! By now Dan had made two more
trips from downstairs with still more piles of clothes he brought up
still on hangars!
Madge added a reddish pink blush to my cheeks then took a lip lining
pencil and began outlining my lips. She then took a tube of pink
lipstick and rolled it up then cupped my chin and began applying the
lipstick to my lips in broad heavy strokes! She seemed to enjoy
putting lipstick on a boy and really enjoyed seeing me squirm on the
little chair. She then dabbed the lipstick and then applied a dusting
of powder to my face. She took out the hair curlers one by one and set
them aside then began combing me out.
Once she was done she pulled my hair back tightly on top and at the
sides then tied it tightly in a pony tail. She combed the pony tail
out and fluffed it in with the rest of my hair that cascaded in curls
down my shoulders. She then added a liberal amount of hair spray. I
heard her reach into a drawer and heard the swish of satin! She had a
long length of pink ribbon and began tying it to my hair at the top
and back of my head where she had tied the pony tail! She swished and
tied it to the hair and fussed until she had it tied in a tight satin
bow! She then clipped a pearl neckless on me then fluffed my hair back
out. She then had me stand and added a perfumed body splash then
dusted me off with a large pink powder puff and finished with a strong
dose of the floral perfume. I now smelled just like the clothes in the
downstairs closet!
I felt wobbly and sick as she led me out of the bedroom and into the
master suite! Dan was still busy hanging clothes in the huge walk-in
closet. I looked at the clock on the wall and saw that it was now
getting quite late in the evening and couldn't believe how much time
had passed. But with the sheer terror of what had happened and what
was happening to me now I guess the hours just slipped by! Madge
smiled then giggled slightly at Dan telling him to leave while the
"ladies" were getting dressed. With that he quietly left the room
closing the door behind him. Madge then began rummaging through the
dressers and the closet.
The room was huge! It had an attached bath and a large walk-in closet.
The room was done mostly in pastel colors with a neutral gray carpet.
It wasn't an overly masculine master bedroom because you could tell by
several obvious feminine touches that a woman shared this room. The
"lady" of the house!
Madge had me move over to the vanity while she took things from a
package sitting there. I kept looking around then was shocked to feel
a cotton swab as she rubbed it on my left hip. Before I could turn to
say anything I felt the stick of a needle and gasped. I then watched
as Madge carefully squeezed the plunger injecting me with the liquid.
"All pretty girls must take their 'vitamins'," she said with a giggle
as she then repeated the process with another injection!
She had me stand at the foot of the bed then wrapped a white satin
corset around my waist. She hooked the six hooks at the busk then spun
me around and began working the laces. As she worked, she continued
telling me her plans and how I was to act and behave. The corset soon
became snug and the heavy fabric began to gleam in the room light as
it became tight. I held on to the corner of the four poster bed then
gasped as she pulled the laces tighter still!
Soon she had her knee at the small of my back and continued tightening
until finally she tied off the laces in a tight double bow at the
back! She had me sit on the bed and helped me into a pair of sheer
white nylon stockings. These were opera length and went all the way
up. Madge smoothed them out then gartered them tightly to the corset
garters. Once she had them adjusted tightly she had me step into a
pair of white satin panties with white lace trim. I became sickened at
the feminine look of the little blue satin bows at the front of each
leg. "What's the matter dear?" Madge giggled as she looked me over,
"aren't we having fun yet?"
She then put a white satin brassiere on me then fitted the cups with
weighted silicone breast forms that jiggled and moved just like the
real thing! She adjusted the straps then had me step into a pair of
white, patent leather high heels that had a full six inch heel! "Don't
you worry your pretty little head Tim dear, you'll soon learn to walk
in these in no time at all," she said as she brought over a fluffy
floor length nightgown. I then noticed it was the same type as that
deep pink one I had started with but this one was even more lavish!
This was a full bridal peignoir! Another vintage creation from Lucie
Ann of Beverly Hills! Madge carefully put the gown over my head and my
arms through the wide shoulders of the sleeveless gown. It swished
loudly as all the layers of shimmering nylon chiffon slipped down my
body and fell to perfect floor length. Madge then continued talking to
me as she began adjusting the little woven, nylon sash rope at the
back, pulling it in tight to show off my now tiny corsetted waist and
ample bustline! She tied the sash in the back with a tight bow and
then slipped the layered white chiffon robe on me and finished by
tying the waist tightly and letting the fuzzy white pom-poms dangle
for effect.
She looked me over then decided on adding a three strand pearl
neckless and changed the little stud earrings as well. She wiped my
lobes down with a cotton swab then put long dangly diamond earrings in
my pierced ears. Once she had them affixed tightl