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My name is Jason. I am 24 years old and work as an apprentice with a
pretty good photographer called William. As well as his normal weddings
and portraits, William does photo shoots for clothing and product
brochures, and other similar projects. William charges a lot of money
for the brochure shoots but offers the guarantee that if his work is
not to the customers liking he will retake the pictures for free. I
have worked with William for nearly 3 years and so far he has never had
an unsatisfied client. William has a flashy Mercedes van and within it
has all the lights and equipment any good photographer needs and it is
my job to do most of the initial setting up of the equipment ready for
his final placement. As my experience grows my setting up is getting
better so William only has to do minor adjustments before he is ready
to start. William also now lets me prepare some of the photographs
ready for taking and is always helping me get the composition perfect
and the lighting just right. William is also very good with his models
on the brochure shoots getting them at ease and getting the best out of
them.
It was Saturday and we were driving to a small business park built from
converted barns at an old farmhouse where we were scheduled to take
photographs of the latest wedding dress collection from a small wedding
dress manufacturer ready for their new brochure. We arrived at just
after 9.00 and were greeted by the owner, a well built woman called
Joan who must be in her 50's.
"I hope you don't mind having to work Saturday but this place is bedlam
during the week with the girls cutting out and sewing dresses
everywhere," said Joan.
"Not at all," replied William grinning widely, "You're paying a premium
rate for working Saturday and I am more than happy to take your money!"
Joan and William laughed and went off to get some coffee while I set
everything up. Joan's daughter was going to model the dresses and I
glanced at my watch wondering where she was. We would be ready to start
soon and there was no sign of her. William brought me some coffee and
Joan got on her mobile chasing up her daughter.
Joan looked worried as she could get no reply and then a few minutes
later the door opened and in came her daughter but what an entrance.
She was about my age, dressed in a short kilt and short sleeved blouse
and was very attractive or she would have been if she did not have
blood dripping from her knees and elbows!
"Susie, what on earth have you done?" cried Joan rushing to her side.
"I hit a pothole on my bike and came off it," she said wincing with the
pain.
Joan rushed her out to the rear office and I heard her fussing over her
as William and I looked at each other wondering what would happen now.
After about 20 minutes Joan and Susie emerged with Joan looking very
worried and Susie very upset with bandages around both knees and both
arms.
Joan said, "Susie can't possibly model the dresses now, not with her
arms and legs in bandages. What are we going to do?"
"Can you get a friend to model the dresses?" said William, "The plans
for the brochure are to show the dress with very little of the model so
she won't have to be as lovely as Susie."
Joan and Susie each went to the nearby phones and started making some
calls but could find no one.
"This is a disaster," said Joan, "I really can't afford to waste a day
of your time. What can we do?"
William suggested trying to take the photographs of the dresses on the
manikins and we tried one but it really looked awful hanging there with
no life to it.
William and Joan then moved back from the equipment and talked in the
corner of the room. They called Susie over and said something to her
and she burst out laughing, turned and looking in my direction. I had a
bad feeling.
William came over to me followed by Joan and Susie and said, "Jason.
How do you fancy being a model?"
I looked at them as they all stared at me waiting for my reply and
although I tried to talk I could do nothing other than open and close
my mouth like a fish. Finally I said, "... I... I... I can't do that. I
am a guy and I don't wear dresses."
William replied, "Look we are not planning on having much of the model
on show. All we want is a manikin to model the dresses with more life
than the tailor's dummy. What is the problem? You will be saving Joan a
fortune and she will make it worth your while."
What clinched it was not Joan or Williams pleading but what Susie said.
"Jason. I know this is a lot to ask but there is no alternative. I feel
so awful that my stupidity coming off my bike has ruined everything and
we really can't afford to cancel and re-book William. Please!"
My mind was in turmoil but the money Joan offered was worthwhile and I
thought 'what the hell'. "Well OK if its just acting like a manikin," I
said eventually.
"Right," said William, "Get the first dress on and I will do the final
adjustments here."
Susie took my arm and guided me to the side office, which was doubling
as a changing room. "This is the first dress for the shoot," she said
moving a calf length white silk dress to the front of the hanging rack.
My mouth went dry as I looked at it and contemplated what I was about
to do.
"If you take off your shirt I can put the dress over you and then you
can take off your trousers. Jason, I am no virgin and can assure you
that there is nothing that you have got that I have not seen before so
just relax and who knows you may enjoy it."
It was too late now to have second thoughts so I gritted my teeth and
took off my shirt. Susie bunched up the dress and dropped it over my
head, guiding my arms into the sleeves. The dress cascaded around me
and trying not to think about what I was doing I lifted the skirt
enough to get at my trousers and then undid them and stepped out of
them. I stood there in front of Susie wearing a wedding dress!
"Hey the fits not too bad," said Susie, "Let's see what they think."
With that she guided me out to William and Joan. I hated to admit it
but walking out into the main area with the skirt swirling around my
legs felt rather amazing. This was a totally new sensation for me.
"Ah," said Joan, "Now don't take this wrong as this really will work...
but... we need to make a few improvements."
She came over to me and started playing around with the bust line of
the dress, muttering to herself. Then she said to me, "I hate to say it
but your socks do not show the dress off to its best and... dark boxer
shorts below a silk gown also do not really do a lot to make it look
great!! Susie take Jason back and see what you can do to improve
matters."
I should have seen the wink that Joan gave Susie but to be honest my
mind was on other things thinking about what was coming next.
Susie and I went back into the office and she turned to me with a smile
on her face and said, "OK boxer shorts off!"
I looked at her in horror, blushing furiously and said, "I can't do
that."
Before I could say anything Susie had brushed her hand across me and
felt my erection partially restrained in my boxers. "Ah! I see," she
said and before I again knew what was happening she slid her hands up
below her skirt and pulled down one pair of white satin panties,
stepped out of them and offered them to me. "We don't have anything
else to offer you."
Standing there in a wedding dress did not seem to put me in a strong
position to bargain and say no to wearing panties. I let out a long
sigh and turned my back to Susie, took off my boxers and then took the
panties from her and stepped into them. The panties were white satin,
fuller than I had expected with lace trim around the legs. I have to
admit that sliding Susie's panties up my legs did excite me. The
thought that up to a few seconds ago she had been wearing them added to
the thrill.
I turned to face her, still blushing furiously. She looked across at me
and grinned and said, "Right one problem solved. Now the next problem -
your lack of figure."
Susie went out of the room and returned with a couple of packets. She
came over to me and undid the zipper on the dress and pulled the top
down leaving the skirt in place. Standing behind me I heard a rustle
and then she said, "Arms up."
Like a sheep I did as instructed and before I knew what was happening
she had wrapped a white satin basque around me and was doing it up. I
opened my mouth to protest and closed it again without saying anything.
I knew I was now too far down the road to not complete the assignment.
"Breath in," commanded Susie, "At least you may appreciate what us
women go through for fashion! We sell these basques to our brides as
they are sexy and do enhance the appearance of most dresses. We don't
sell panties and hence why you had to have mine."
As I breathed in she pulled the basque closed and fastened it leaving
me feeling as though I could barely breath. Before I knew what she was
doing she had slid her hand down below the waist of the dress and
tucked the suspenders through below my panties. I felt my body give a
shudder of pleasure as her hand slid down my front within a couple of
inches of my still erect penis. She then pulled the top of the dress
back into place and just before she did it up she stuffed the bra top
of the basque with rolled up fabric and once the dress was fastened I
looked down and saw I now had a reasonably shaped figure. The basque
had pulled my waist in a little and with the 'breasts' it gave an
overall pleasing look.
"Sit down on the chair," she said, ripping open another packet and
holding up in front of me a pair of stockings.
Although I knew I should be screaming 'no' I sat down trying to look as
though I was unhappy but as my adventure continued I had to admit to
myself I was beginning to enjoy myself. Susie took off my socks,
bunched the stockings up and slid them up my legs one at a time and
delving under my skirt she attached them to the suspenders. Standing up
I was amazed at the feeling as I moved. Each step I took I could feel
the stockings on my legs and the suspenders pulling against them. It
was a feeling like nothing I had ever felt before.
Susie disappeared again and came back with a pair of white satin
sandals. They were low heeled and open backed and although my feet were
too big for them with a little adjustment we got them on and I was able
to stand in them without too much discomfort.
"Right you will do." she said standing back to admire her handiwork.
"Come on. Lets go and take some photographs.
When I went back into the main area I could not help walking with a
swish of my hips feeling the skirt of the dress flowing around me.
William had his digital camera that he used to check the composition of
his proposed shot in his hand and as I walked he took a steam of
pictures. It wasn't until afterwards that he showed the pictures to me
and said what he was trying to capture was the look of utter bliss on
my face and he caught my feelings to perfection!
I went to where we had the set laid out and positioned myself. Knowing
what the photographer wanted I was able to quickly get into place and
with a few tweaks of the lights William was ready and started taking
pictures. Part way through Joan added a veil, clipped into place with a
diamante tiara. Up to that point William had put my head into shadow so
that all he was really taking was the dress but now he moved the lights
up onto my face and went to take a picture and then stopped, went over
to Joan and Susie and they started talking again. My heart once again
started beating furiously.
Susie came over to me and said, "Jason, I know that we are asking a lot
but can we just do one more bit to make the pictures really great?"
I thought I knew what the answer was going to be but asked the question
anyhow, "What?"
"Come with me," Susie said and guided me back into the office dressing
room. "Now sit down and make sure you sit nicely in your dress."
How things had changed in such a short time. 'Sit nicely in MY dress!'
As I sat down waiting for the inevitable I suddenly thought that I no
longer had an erection. I realised that instead of this being a sexual
thing which it had started out being I was now just enjoying what I was
doing and how I was dressed.
Susie went out of the room and reappeared a few minutes later and
coming behind me she took off the veil and with a flourish slid a wig
on over my head. My hair was blonde and quite short and the wig was
blonde also and quite long. Susie came around the front and fiddled
with it, brushing this bit and that until she was happy. She then did
something totally unexpected by leaning down to me and giving me a kiss
straight on the lips.
"You really are being a great sport over this. I really don't want to
ask any more from you..."
"... But you want to put some makeup on me," I finished her sentence
for her.
"Only a little," she said and this time it was her turn to blush.
I shrugged my shoulders in resignation. Luckily with my blonde hair I
did not have a lot of facial hair growth and soon she was smearing
creams and powders over my face and finally lipstick.
"You're no beauty, but you will do!" she exclaimed grinning widely,
"Can I take you out to dinner tonight as a thank you?"
I looked at her and saw her eager expression and I told her I would
love it. Maybe this was going to work out well after all.
We went back into the studio area and William put some subtle lighting
on my face and took more photos.
"Ok that's great. Now next dress please," he said.
I had adjusted to what I was wearing and how I had got to this point
but suddenly I thought about having to change from one dress to
another. Susie must have sensed my reticence as she took my arm and
gently guided me to our changing area. The dress I was wearing was
quite a simple bridal gown and when I saw what the next dress was I
suddenly knew I wanted to wear that dress more than anything in the
world. It was full length with a huge skirt, a full bodice and short
puffy sleeves. It had lots of sewn on beading and just looked
spectacular.
Susie unzipped my dress and with my eyes fixed on the new dress I
allowed her to allow it to drop down and I stepped out of it. There I
was standing in panties, stockings and basque with a wig and makeup
with Susie by my side.
I reached for the dress and Susie said, "Hang on! Not so quick! You
need the petticoat first."
I stood there with my heart yet again thumping. A petticoat now! Where
was this all heading and did I really care any more?!
Susie went to the rack and from the rear took hold of the most enormous
petticoat I had ever seen - not that I had seen any before! It was
multi tiered with layer upon layer of netting making it billow out
amazingly.
As she came over to me she stopped a few feet away and looked at me,
scanned up and down me as I stood there in my panties and basque and
then she fastened her eyes directly on mine. She kept looking at me as
she moved over to me, hung the petticoat beside me and then again
kissed me on my lips although this time with a little more passion. She
broke from the kiss and gently took my hand with one hand and lifted
the front of her skirt with the other and before I knew what she was
doing she guided my hand to her naked flesh. I had forgotten at that
moment that she had taken her panties off to give them to me and as she
guided me through her soft pubic hair I suddenly felt her vagina and
found it saturated.
As I caressed her gently she said, "I think we are both making
discoveries about ourselves today. I get the feeling that you are
somewhat loving wearing lingerie and wedding dresses but what I am
finding hard to accept is that I am getting incredibly turned on by
sharing this thing with you.
I grinned at her, leant forward and gave her a kiss and said, "Unless
William wants to take porn pictures I think we had better get this job
done before we get carried away!"
Susie gave me a smile back and then picked up the petticoat, delved
into it bunching it up enough so I could step into it and she then
pulled it up to my waist and buttoned up the waist band. It was a bit
snug but then there was such a weight of petticoat that with elastic it
would not have stayed in place. With that on she then carefully undid
the buttons on the rear of the bodice of and guided the dress over my
head, smoothing it into place before finally buttoning up the dress.
The feeling of the dress and petticoat was out of this world. Being
surrounded by all the white and froth was like nothing I had
experienced before.
She put on a veil and adjusted it over my face but then at the last
moment she raised the veil and gave me a kiss before dropping the veil
back into place and ushering me towards the door. As I walked back to
William I was in a dream state. Every step had the dress flowing around
me in a sea of white and left me in a state of total euphoria.
William gave a low wolf whistle and soon was snapping away telling me
to do this and then do that.
"That is our most expensive dress, the top of our range and you make it
look beautiful," said Joan.
"I think that should be on the cover of the brochure," said William,
"Let's take some outside shots by the fountain."
Where the business park was there was a pond with a fountain at the
side of the road, backing onto fields. This was nicely landscaped and
ideal for a photo shoot... but outside!!!
"I can't go outside dressed like this," I protested but only half-
heartedly. I was truly excited at the prospect, as apart from the
thrill of wearing this wonderful outfit outside in the open where I
could be seen, it also delayed the time until I finally had to take off
the dress.
Susie gave me a knowing smile and took my hand and guided me to the
door. As I went outside the feeling of the gentle breeze blowing on my
face as I walked out into the open was mind blowing. The pond was a
short walk away and I had to pass several other office units. This
being a Saturday meant not many people where around but there were a
group of guys working beside one unit and as we came past they whistled
and called out. If they knew they were making those suggestions to a
guy in panties they would never live it down!!!
At the pond I seemed almost to go into a trance as I followed William's
directions and moved this way and that to get the pictures he wanted.
"OK. That's all I need for the brochure but just a couple more for fun.
Jason how about lifting the skirt to show the petticoat and then one
lifting skirt and petticoat to show you're stocking top."
I was in such a state of ecstasy that I immediately complied with his
suggestion first lifting the front of the gown and modelling the
petticoat and then bunching up gown and petticoat to show my stocking
clad leg and suspender.
"Wait!" yelled Susie and as quickly as her sore legs would carry her
she headed back to the office and returned a few minutes later. She
came over to me, bent down wincing at the pain and then told me to lift
my foot and I felt her guide something up my leg. "Right, flash you're
stocking again and this let us see your frilly garter!"
I grinned and did as instructed although with the bulk of the dress and
petticoat I could not actually see the garter.
"Come on then. Enough playing we still have about 8 more dresses to
photograph yet," said William.
I walked back still revelling in the feel of this wonderful dress and
then back to the changing area. Over the next couple of hours I was in
heaven changing from one dress to another, wearing different petticoats
as required. What I loved most was as I changed having to strip to my
lingerie. How on earth could I have changed from a normal guy into what
I now was - a guy who was happy wearing panties, stockings and a
basque!!!!
The last dress was one with a bouffant skirt made from layer upon layer
of fine soft netting and even without a petticoat the skirt billowed
around me. After William took his last photograph I slowly headed back
to change feeling very disappointed that my fun was coming to an end.
Suzie helped me out of the dress and as I went to undo the stockings
she caught my hand and stopped me. "I know you have enjoyed wearing
lingerie and as I have said I love you in it. Put your normal clothes
on but keep your lingerie on below so we can go out knowing your
secret."
I looked at her and saw the look on her face and gave her a grin and
said, "I would love to but only if it's our secret."
"You're on. Put your socks on over the stockings and we had better
remove your 'breasts' but with your shirt being quite baggy no one will
know that you have not changed fully."
I did as she suggested and after slipping on my trousers and shirt over
my lingerie you could not really tell what I had on beneath but I could
certainly tell!! The basque still gripped me tightly and the feel of
stockings below trousers was amazing. Susie removed the wig and makeup
and then I went out to help William pack up. He had already packed a
lot and so after about a half an hour we were done.
"Susie and I are going out tonight," I said to William, "So I will make
my own way home if that's OK."
William gave me a wink and said have fun and left. Joan locked up and
Susie and I went to her car. We set off and after a few minutes Joan
pulled up outside a small cottage and Susie got out followed by me.
Joan then drove off leaving us.
"Don't you live with your mother?" I said.
Susie gave a laugh and said, "No way. I moved out about 3 years ago.
She opened the door and we went in. She took me down a small hallway to
the rear of the house where the sitting room was and guided me in. The
cottage was beautifully furnished and had a French window opening out
into a lovely cottage garden.
She gave me a kiss and said, "I am going to have a quick bath and clean
my cuts up. If you would like to get us something to drinks there is
plenty in the corner cabinet over there. I offered to take you out to
dinner but would you rather stay in and I will cook us something. It
would be more intimate."
I readily agreed and she went upstairs. I fixed us some drinks and sat
down and thought about what had happened today and also wondered what
would happen for the rest of the day.
About a half hour later Susie called down stairs, "Jason. Can you bring
me up my drink and also my bag which I left by the bottom of the
stairs."
I did as I was told and with drinks and bag in hand headed upstairs. I
went to her room, which was a perfect cottage bedroom with roses on the
wallpaper and cottage style furniture. She had an en-suite bathroom off
the room and she was in there as I entered. I heard the door open and
she came out into the room and all I can say is what an entrance!
Susie came in wearing bra, panties, suspender belt and stockings. The
set was matching in pink satin with white lace trim. She looked
stunning. Her grazed knees and arms had on smaller bandages, which did
not detract from the wonderful sight.
She gave me a grin and said, "Do you like? After me seeing you in your
lingerie today I can't really hide from you now can I?"
I thought she looked wonderful and stood there in awe.
"Pass my bag over," she said and taking it from me she opened it up and
took out the wig I had been wearing. "Jason take off your shirt and
trousers and come over here so we can get ready."
What followed was a continuation of a dream. She had me sit down while
she refitted the wig and then did more makeup, this time being a bit
more adventurous. She stuffed my bra with a couple of pairs of her
panties in each cup and then took out of her wardrobe a brown plaid
mini kilt and a soft cream cashmere jumper and handed them to me. In a
trance I put them on and they felt wonderful.
She slipped on a flared skirt and semi see through blouse and quickly
applied some makeup and then we stood facing each other.
"Jason. I can't believe how incredibly sexy this is," she said and then
approached me and we kissed long and hard, each caressing the others
body through their clothes and lingerie.
The rest of the evening went past in a blur of utter bliss and thinking
back in bed the next morning I would have not believed it had happened
if I had not felt below the duvet and found myself wearing panties and
a nightie!
Epilogue
Susie and I moved in together and after a period of getting to know
each other we married. When it came to the wedding Susie wore the most
beautiful dress I had ever seen and as I found out later she had the
sexiest bridal lingerie on ever. Although we joked about me wearing a
wedding dress too we decided it might not be accepted by all the old
relatives so I wore top hat and tails with the only recognition of that
wonderful day being that I wore Susie's white satin panties.
We are happily married and Janine, my name when cross dressed, is a
very big part of our life. We have got to the stage where we go out
together as two women but always with the aim of having the most
tremendous sex after an adventure.
William has not really discussed what happened much after that first
day. The brochure was an amazing success with my pictures looking truly
like a beautiful bride wearing those fabulous dresses.
The only thing that William ever did to acknowledge that day was on our
wedding day he presented us with a private album of pictures. He
managed to catch the look of euphoria on my face when I came out that
first time and what I had not realised was the look of delight on
Susie's face as she stood in the background. There were the few risqu?
pictures taken by the pond but also a series taken while I was changing
which neither Susie nor I had realised he had taken and these included
us kissing and when I had my hand up her skirt. In spite of many
requests we did not show this album to our friends!
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