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This story is about the storm from januar 18 2007 over the european
mainland.
It describes the story of a man stranded by the storm, unable to get home
and finds shelter in a youthhostel. The first part is true, the second part
of what might have happened if I had decided to wear panties that day
(which I almost did).
The Storm
STRANDED
The storm is raging over the land. The railroads have just announced to
stop all traintravelling due to the storm. In a few hours they would
consider whether the trains will start riding again or not. Here I was,
trapped on a station far away from home. With me 200 other passengers were
trapped. Six o'clock. Perhaps it was better to walk into this town first to
have some meal.
At 8 pm I arrived back on the station. The stateminister of public
transportation had announced that is would be to hazardous to resume
traintravelling. On all stations the local mayor was told to find shelter
for the stranded travellers.
We were allowed to take seat in the trains on the platforms. We waited for
several hours before we could go to a shelter. At 11:00 pm we were brought
to a youthhostel by busses. We were given bedsheets and a room. The room
was a four person room. We had to share the rooms.
(from here the fiction starts)
Although it was a four person room I only had to share it with 1 other
traveller.
I was tired of the day. I wanted to go to sleep and was ready to go to bed.
Then it hit me that I was wearing pantyhose and panties underneath my
trousers.
I could not take my trousers of without being noticed by my fellow
traveller. So I waited to get undressed. Fortunately he said that he would
take a drink on the bar before going to bed and left the room.
I took the opportunity to get undressed. I took of my shoes, shirt and
trousers leaving me in just my panties and pantyhose. Then the door opened.
"I forgot my wallet," he told and walk in.
He saw me, dressed in only female underwear.
"My, my what an interesting case we have here" he said.
"How do you mean?" I asked, not aware that I kept showing him my underwear.
"That what you are wearing, it is not typical male. I am a psychiatrist and
interested in your motives to wear this attire."
Somehow he mad me feel confident and we sat against eachother and I started
telling. I had grapped my shirt and put it back on, but I kept sitting in
my panties and pantyhose, showing him everything.
I told him the fact that women are allowed to wear all kinds of clothing,
but we men are not. In his way I could allow myself some relieve from the
tight clothing restriction men are help upon.
"Have you ever considered to go out fully dressed as a woman?" he asked me.
It started to feel like a session at his office, but I felt free to tell
him everything.
"If it was possible I would, but my size (6 ft 4) holds me back. I would
definitely be seen as a crossdressed man."
"That's not true! I know of women who are taller than you are, in fact in
this town there is a store selling clothes especially designed for taller
women. If you would go there you would be suprised what to see."
"I simply don't dare, so I will keep dressing like this!" I said to him.
"Hmm, someone need some incentive..." he said.
I don't know how he did it, but as I heard him speaking to me again a half
an hour had passed. "It is time to go to sleep. Here you have 500 euro, buy
yourself tomorrow some new clothing before leaving this town and I will see
you again this weekend."
"Thanks," I said and put the money in my wallet.
THE SHOP
The next morning I awoke late. My roommate had already left the hostel. I
put on my clothing and felt my wallet. It was thick. I heard his words from
this night again, but thought, "Ok, 500 euro richer. Thank you and
goodbye". After breakfast I left the hostel and went to the station and
stept into a train. But somehow it felt wrong to leave this town. I stept
back out of the train and walked into the town.
A couple of minutes later I found the store he told me all about it. I felt
a strong urge to go in and opened the door.
"Goodmorning sir, how may I help you?" a friendly girl asked me.
Before I realized what I was saying I answered, "I am looking for new
clothes for myself!"
"But sir, in this shop we only sell female clothing," she said.
"I think they would fit perfectly!" I said and lowered my trousers,
revealing my panties and pantyhose to the girl.
"I think we have someting for you," she said and guided me into the shop.
I don't know why, but I allowed her to select all kinds of skirts, lingerie
and shoes for me. I tried all kinds of clothing and slowly I accepted the
idea that I would be leaving this store fully dressed as a woman. I bought
myself 2 pair of panties with bras, 2 dresses with matching pantyhose and
finally a pair of 2 inches shoes. Fully dressed and loaded I left the store
and went to the station to catch my train.
I thought everyone would recognize me as a man, but in the train everyone
spoke to me as if I was a woman. I felt really good about it. As I got
home I found a letter in
the mail. It was adressed to Adriana, although my name is Adriaan. I opened
the letter and read the following:
" Dear Adriana,
by the time you read this letter you will be fully dressed and want
nothing more than to dress as a woman all the time.
I had to give you some incentive to take this last step.
I think you will make a very beautiful woman and I would like to meet
you.
Accept this invitation and come to Rotterdam this weekend to meet me.
See you on saturday morning at 10 under the Euromast.
Yours faithfully
Dr Bakker."
Added was a trainticket for tomorrow to Rotterdam. Single trip only!
The docter must have posted this letter himself since the mailman couldn't
possibly have delivered it. One thing was sure. I couldn't wait to go to
Rotterdam, I wanted to thank this man.
ROTTERDAM
I took the train to Rotterdam, fully dressed as a woman. In Rotterdam I met
Dr Bakker under the Euromast. He was dressed in a perfect suit. In fact he
looked gorgeous (although I wouldn't have thought about this 2 days ago).
We went up the Euromast and had dinner in the restaurant.
After dinner Dr Bakker said to me what a wondefull woman I make. He can't
imagine why I never dared to go fully dressed as a woman. He even tinks I
make such a beautiful woman that he offers me a full SRS and asked me to
come live with him. I can;t hardly believe what he is offering, but I don't
need to consider long to make my decision. Tomorrow I will travel back to
pack my my stuff, monday I will start my life as Miss Bakker.
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