The Body Swap Motel PHASE 1
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It was the opportunity I always dreamt of, a visit to a distant client of
my project management consultancy business required two nights away and a
stay in a motel where, safely locked away in my room in the evening I
could dress up as I pleased and act out my crossdressing, rubber and
babyism fantasies, something I rarely have the chance to do at home with
my wife always looking over my shoulder.
I had packed two cases, one with my 'normal' clothes and the other with
everything I thought I might use for my evenings of pleasure. I had
travelled about 300 miles to the client's premises, and could barely
concentrate all day, all the time I was thinking about who I would be
that night, what outfit would I wear, and what would I do. It all started
perfectly when at about ten minutes to five I was asked how long I was
going to be, as everyone went home at five. I pretended to be
disappointed that I had to leave so early, but was excited that I was
going to get such an early start to my adventures. The motel was only 20
minutes away, and by 6.15 I had eaten and was checked in. By 6.30 I was
in my own room, I closed the curtains shutting away the outside world
behind me. I locked the door, left the key in as added security and
prepared myself to enter 'my world.'
My two suitcases lay on the bed. I put my laptop on the desk, and the
case with my boring clothes under it. Carefully, with that mixture of
excitement, anticipation and feeling you get when you know you're doing
something naughty, I unzipped my suitcase, and folded the top back onto
the bed, displaying a case absolutely full of outfits in silk and lace,
underwear, shoes and as many toys and items as I could fit into the case.
I could feel my crotch warming up just looking at everything, I was
getting hard just thinking about what I was about to do. I had to make a
decision quickly -who was I going to be tonight!
I needed to get some work done this evening as I had had to leave the
office earlier than I anticipated, so I would not have the time for
bondage or BDSM roles - I therefore went for the little girl look which I
thought would not prevent me from working. Stripping off my day clothes
as quickly as I could, I first picked up my transparent latex high-
waisted pants with the front sheath. I loved the way they moulded
themselves on me and become invisible as I sweated underneath and they
warmed up; it was not easy sliding my cock and balls into the sheath,
particularly as it was getting harder and bigger all the time, but all
the effort was worth it. I loved the feeling of my cock trying to swell
but being restricted by the rubber and through the transparent latex I
could see the head getting redder and more and more bell shaped. From
experience I had found that the swelling soon disappears, and before
pulling the pants up over my butt, I had slipped a well lubricated medium
sized but deep penetrating vibrating butt plug into my ass-hole. Turning
the speed onto setting three of seven, it was enough to keep me
stimulated and permanently hard for a few hours, without bringing me to a
climax.
I could easily have stopped at that point, but with all that I had
brought with me I knew it was going to get a lot better, I just hoped in
would be as good as I had been hoping for these past couple of weeks
since I knew I would be staying away. Every spare moment since then I had
been unable to stop imagining and fantasising about it, I do so hope I
won't be disappointed. The next item to put on was a long line inflatable
bra also in transparent latex. I pulled it on, positioning it carefully
over my chest and pumped up the breasts, nothing too excessive, just a
nice size to stroke gently. I then put on my white hold-up stockings and
black patent mary-janes, dragging out as long as I dare the pleasures of
doing up the buckles. A full net and organza short white petticoat was
next, short enough that my panties are clearly visible, but so full that
it makes my dress stick out and everything under it is hidden and lost in
the six layers of frothiness of net and lae.. Finally I put on a short
high waisted adult baby dress in pink satin, elasticated puffed sleeves
trimmed in white lace ending just above the elbows, and a peter pan
collar also in white lace. I zipped up the back and tied the white silk
sash through two loops at the side into a big bow, leaving the ends to
dangle down to just above the hem. When I first got it I had difficulty
in tying it into a nice big bow, but I found that if I tied it at the
side and then twisted it round to the centre of the back it looked
perfect. I looked down and loved the way that losing up the back zipper
stretches the satin across my breasts. I decided to keep make-up down to
just lipstick - I wanted that taste on my lips it gives, and after
applying a nice bright pink to go with my dress, I put in my adult-sized
dummy and secured it at the back of my head with the attached ribbons so
I could not spit it out. To finish it all off I tied a small ribbon,
with a bell attached to it, tightly round my cock, just below the head.
By this time my cock was throbbing constantly, telling me just how much I
miss not having opportunities like this more often.
I was so ecstatic and almost dizzy with excitement that a part of wanted
to open the door and venture outside, but fortunately the sensible part
told me I would be silly to take such a risk. I put the things I was not
using in the case which I put on the stand at the side. I kept walking
round the room, relaxing and enjoying the freedom of simply being able to
do it, going in and out of the bathroom, doing twirls in front of the
mirrors and complimenting myself on how pretty I looked, I stood on the
bed so I could see my feet in the mirror in the room, those shoes are so
sweet, that little strap crossing over the top of my foot, so girlie, how
I loved the whole look. All the time the low pitched buzzing in my arse
kept my cock twitching which made the bell tinkle, and getting lost in
the layers of netting of my petticoat,.
I was so engrossed in pleasure that I almost forgot I had work to do. I
sat at the desk, powered up the lap-top, constantly looking at my
reflection in the mirror in front of me - God I was gorgeous! Why do I
have to work, why can't I spend all day, every day, like this it's so
much more fun. After only achieving about an hour of actual work - I
spent more time day-dreaming, walking about the room, lounging on the
bed, generally admiring myself and gently stroking my breasts and cock -
I had done enough. It was impossible to fully concentrate with all these
distractions, I kept looking down at my cock, straining in its attempts
to swell, the jingling of the little bell constantly reminding me of its
inability to do so despite the encouragement of the vibrating plug in my
butt. I had stretched my legs out to the side so that I could see my feet
and admire my shoes, - should I get white ones, should I wear frilly
ankle socks instead of tights, can you get ruffled panties with an open
crotch so I can get the excitement of having rows of lace across my butt,
but still having a continuous erection, - so many questions going through
my mind I did not have the time to concentrate on my clients current
needs.
I looked at the clock, it read 9.48pm, where had the time gone? I wished
it could go on forever, but reluctantly decided to end it for now; after
all I still had the night and tomorrow evening as well. I opened out the
suitcase on the bed, took off my dress, petticoat, shoes and stockings,
and carefully laid them back in the case. I deflated the bra and took it
off, wow had I sweated, I went into the bathroom and got a towel wipe it
dry, turned the bra inside out and laid it out on the bed to air and dry
fully. I then untied the bell round my cock, slid the pants down by butt,
unpeeled the sheath from round my cock and balls and slipped them off. My
cock sprang free of its confined and I could easily have cum there and
then but I wanted to prolong the evening, so I switched off the vibrating
plug, went into the bathroom and poured cold water over my pulsating cock
to get rid of the erection. I similarly dried the inside of the latex
pants and laid them out to dry. I suddenly realised that I was very
thirsty, so I took my dummy out and drank three glasses of water.
I remembered to pop the butt plug out of my ass-hole before taking a nice
hot shower, scrubbing myself hard with the soap to get rid of the smell
of latex. I love the aroma of latex but didn't know whether my client
would realise, and if he did what his reaction might be. I was on an
emotional high, and was determined that going to bed was not to be the
end of the evening but a continuation of what had gone on so far. I
therefore slipped the butt plug back in, my cherry had already been
stretched and it went in so easily. I put on two nice and thick night
time disposable nappies, cutting the plastic outer cover off the first
one to allow for greater absorption, and a pair of pink plastic pants
with elasticated waist and legs as added precaution against accidental
spillage. I carefully rolled on my white hold-up stockings again, and a
sheer baby-doll nightie, so light, so soft. After making myself a night
time cup of tea I turned up the setting on the vibrating plug to five and
retired to bed. I finished my cup of tea, secured the dummy in my mouth
again and turned off the lights.
I lay in the dark, constantly rubbing one stockinged foot on the other
leg, it felt so silky smooth, I loved how it felt but wished I could find
an excuse for shaving my legs, better still getting rid of all my body
hair, but that would need to much explaining to my wife. I consoled
myself by rubbing my legs and gently tweaking my nipples through the
silky material of the nighty. Steadily, and inevitably, the combination
of my increasing state of arousal and the vibrating plug brought me to a
state climax. My cock erupted, and spurt after spurt of sticky cum spread
across by abdomen and inside my nappy. As I relaxed and recovered from
the exhaustion of it all, I had the wonderfully comforting feeling of
uncontrollably emptying my bladder and warm pee filling my nappy first in
the front then spreading up between my butt cheeks.
I laid back, totally exhausted, emotionally and physically drained, my
bladder and balls completely empty. It was the most wonderfully
fulfilling experience I had ever had. I thought about getting up and
changing my nappy, and although it was now cold and wet, I rather liked
the feeling of the bulk between my legs, and I was far too tired anyway.
I took out my dummy - I didn't want to choke or suffocate during the
night, that would be all too embarrassing - rolled over on my side, and
very quickly fell asleep, a happy and contented man, girl, baby, who
knows - all of them - hoping that tomorrow would be as good.
Arisha
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