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"The Roommate"
(Pt. III)
I finished dinner then did the dishes and cleaned up the kitchen. I
didn't move upstairs with Ted that night but then again I didn't move
out either. I got up the next morning and realized that since I didn't
have to go into work now and since it was only a minimum wage job anyway
it was easy to just call in and quit on the spot. It was a liberating
feeling but then I began to wonder what I would do with all my time.
I'd have to get supper ready for that night but the place was already
clean and there wasn't any washing to do so pretty much everything
seemed to be done and in order. I then found myself with plenty of
time for thought and reflection.
Ted called just after lunch and told me to hold off on making supper. He
offered to grill up something on the patio. I agreed. I was a bit
taken aback to see him return that evening carrying a bouquet of
flowers!
"Thought you'd like these!" Ted said as he gave me a peck on the cheek.
He felt me pull away but didn't say anything. He also noticed I was
wearing a T-shirt, blue jeans and tennis shoes! All boy clothes, and he
noticed I wasn't wearing a brassiere! "No Bra? You're at least wearing
panties and pantyhose aren't you Lane?" he asked as I shook my head "no"
feeling strangely ashamed now for some reason I couldn't explain.
Feeling embarrassed for not dressing in women's things became very
confusing.
"I...I guess I'm a little, a little confused today Ted," I said a bit
exasperated.
"You called in and quit your job didn't you?" he asked.
"Yeah," I returned as he continued.
"Why didn't you at least spend the day going through the stuff Terry
left behind then? You're going to need to put together a wardrobe," he
said not really appreciating how I was now dressed.
As he moved to his bedroom to change he had me follow along. Once in
the bedroom he began rummaging through the trunk in the closet and
returned with several brassieres. He then took the breast forms down
from the shelf as well. Try on one of these, see how those forms look
on you," he said with interest.
I didn't feel like dressing as I sheepishly took off my T-shirt and set
it on the bed. Then as Ted changed he watched as I slipped into the
white nylon and lace full cup brassiere. I then opened the boxes and
removed the breast forms. They felt heavy and jiggled in my hands as
leaned forward and fumbled to get them into the bra cups but I finally
managed. I then became a bit alarmed at how large they were! I hadn't
checked the size of the bra I now had on but the forms seemed to fit
perfectly as they filled and rounded the brassiere cups. I could
immediately feel their weight and how they jiggled when I moved. I
looked at the size tag on a couple of the other bras on the bed. They
said size "40D!"
"B...but my bras are only a '36C' These are too big!" I gasped looking
at Ted.
"No mistaking you for anything but a woman now!" he said with a smile as
he changed into his T-shirt and blue jeans. "They're bigger than your
other look, but not that much, not really," he said.
"They feel heavy!" I returned.
"You'll get used to them. They look nice!" he said looking on with
approval. "And they do round you out a lot more!" he said with
excitement.
He then approached. Why don't you run down and slip into some panties
and pantyhose too while I get the grill ready. Here wear these too!" he
said handing me a pair of Terry's women's sandals. "It'll make you feel
better!" he said with a smile as he finished and left the room.
I stood there alone looking in the mirror as I adjusted the bra. I
could feel the straps pulling over my shoulders from the weight of the
large forms. And once I had the straps properly adjusted my new breasts
stood straight out! I then went downstairs and put on a 'proper' pair
of panties and a pair of sheer nude support pantyhose. I added a lace
trimmed white full length pants liner and a matching white lace trimmed
nylon camisole. I returned upstairs wearing the brassiere with the
'40D' forms and the ladies wedge sandals with 4 inch heels but I still
had on my T-shirt and my blue jeans!
"The grill's warming up," Ted said as he came back into the kitchen,
looked me over, passed by and grabbed two beers from the refrigerator.
"You should have left your toenails painted," he said looking me over.
He then took the beers and put his arm around my shoulder and steered me
towards the back door!
"No Ted, don't. I cant!" I gasped. "I...I thought you were going to
cook and we'd eat in," I said, the panic evident in my voice.
"You don't sit inside on such a nice day, not when you're grilling out.
We're eating at the patio table. Will you relax Lane!?" he said as he
pulled me towards the door once again. "Yesterday when I got home you
looked like the prom queen. I know you're wearing a bra, the pantyhose
and those sandals but it's no big deal! You still have on your T-shirt
and blue jeans. Nobody can see into the back yard, nobody's coming
over, it's just you and me. Nobody's going to see you, so relax! Enjoy
it, go with the feelings," he said as he continued urging me towards the
door.
It was a bit warm but I managed to take one of Ted's wind breakers out
of the closet. I put it on wrapping the large jacket around my small
form to hide my new bust line should anyone happen by. Ted shook his
head at me as he looked at me sitting there but he gave in and didn't
push the issue. At least he had me outside relaxing with him in the
lawn chairs having our beers now as the grill continued to warm up.
"I should put my tennis shoes back on Ted," I whined a bit as I tried to
hide my high heeled feet. "These sandals have 4 inch heels and you can
see my toes in them. You can tell I have nylons on!" I gasped.
"Will you relax?" he chuckled passing the thought off as no big deal.
"I told you that you'd get used to it so don't worry!" he finished. It
took two more beers and still more cajoling until finally Ted got the
wind breaker away from me and hung it back in the house. My now
prominent bust line clearly showing through my T-shirt, jiggling and
swinging with every move! Then he returned with another round of
drinks.
We went through the usual round of small talk but then the subject of
"me" soon returned. "You'd look a bit more convincing if you'd part
your hair in the middle and it wouldn't hurt to curl it a bit to soften
your look. It'll look better once it grows out another 6 to 8 inches
and they you won't need wigs anymore. I always like a ladies hair to
fall about half way down her back," he said noticing my light brown hair
only came down to my shoulders. I thought it was long already, long for
a man anyway and was thinking of getting it cut but now realized that my
hair wasn't at all long, not for a woman's style that is. I got up and
moved around the patio watching Ted as he put the burgers on. He
noticed me.
"You move nice in heels. They push your hips forward and give you a
nice little wiggle. Too bad your jeans aren't a little tighter though.
If you want to wear jeans why don't you order some ladies jeans online
tomorrow, some tops to match too maybe get a girdle that's padded at the
hips, round you out a bit more. I'll leave you one of my credit cards,"
he mused.
We finished supper and I cleaned up the dishes. I mentioned maybe
mowing the lawn the next morning but Ted told me, "Ladies work is in the
house, I'll handle the yard work." And with that the evening went on.
I felt better about being back indoors and after all the beer and a
large supper I only make it through about half of the movie Ted had put
on before I got too sleepy to continue. But in still being nervous
about this new relationship I spent yet another night downstairs in my
apartment.
I got up the next day and washed some clothes, vacuumed the upstairs and
got something going to cook for supper but as soon as I brought in the
mail I realized it was still only mid morning! Becoming a bit bored and
with nothing to do I decided to look through the things that Terry had
left with Tom.
I noticed blouses, skirts, a few women's skirt suits several house
dresses, cocktail dresses and even a couple formal looking evening
gowns. I also noticed several floor length chiffon nightgowns too. On
the shelves at the back were high heels that matched nearly every
outfit. All the shoes fit and had five inch heels! The trunk contained
dozens of pairs of new opera length nylon stockings still in the plastic
packaging or in boxes, some with seams and some seamless, there were a
few black pairs but the rest were nude, light beige or taupe in color.
A full range of lingerie was neatly folded in the trunk too, most all of
it much nicer, more feminine and more expensive than the little
collection I had managed to put together. There was a large makeup case
as well, and a jewelry box with an extensive collection of jewelry. I
then noticed all the earrings were for pierced ears. I had the time
and began thinking once again of getting dressed up. Not so much for
excitement this time but for something to do.
I returned to my apartment and started with a hot bubble bath then
Naired completely once again then plucked my eyebrows into an even
higher arch than I had before. I found that softened my look even more!
I did my makeup fully once again but not to the extent that I did that
first time and although I had on the full array of lingerie. I wore a
sweeping white lace trimmed nylon half slip but for the matching
camisole I had to get one out of the trunk upstairs to match the size of
my newfound brassieres and breast forms. I thought if I altered some of
my more vintage outfits I might still be able to fit into them but for
the day I managed to find a polyester satin red house dress with white
polka dots to wear that would fit. I added my pair of red patent
leather peep toe slings with 5 inch heels this time making sure Ted
would be able to notice that I had repainted my toenails in that bright
gloss red he seemed to like. I then combed out my hair and added a bit
of a curl with my curling iron then finished with some hair spray. I
added a pearl necklace and matching button earrings then after checking
my look I was done.
It felt strange dressing completely once again, especially after that
harrowing trip to the mail box and then in that revelation with Ted I
still wasn't sure about. But once back upstairs I began to enjoy the
feel and the sensation of the clothing and the high heels once again. I
watched some afternoon television and started looking through Ted's
movie collection then spent the rest of the afternoon with the morning
paper and a magazine just relaxing in the kitchen with a cup of tea. It
wasn't long until I heard the garage door opening and heard Ted pull
into the driveway.
"Now that's more like it!" Ted said with a smile as he entered the back
door. "Let's have a look at you Lane," he said as he motioned for me to
get up and give him a twirl. Since the shock of him seeing me for the
first time all dolled up was now past I didn't feel as much pressure
being all dressed up in front of Ted. I stood up smoothed my dress and
my curled hair and gave him a twirl in the center of the kitchen. He
could hear the click of my heels and the swish of my dress and slips and
could smell the perfume in the air as he approached and pulled me close
after taking me gently around the waist.
"That's a pretty dress! I really like that old fashioned housewife
look," he said as he looked me over then pulled me close in a hug. Bet
all that stuff feels good too doesn't it lane. I can tell. You're more
relaxed," he added as he then suddenly kissed me on the cheek and then
on my red lipsticked lips! I pulled back but he kept on. "You're all
nice and pretty, all dressed up like a pretty woman waiting for her man
to come home from work. I'll bet you've been having feminine thoughts
since you got dressed haven't you?" he asked.
"Well, I...I guess after I get over the rush of getting all dressed up.
I guess in getting into the clothes, how they feel and all. I guess
those thoughts about the clothes might be something like feminine
thoughts," I added.
"Well, why not take it to the next level then?" he added with a whisper
as he kissed me again! But feeling nervous I pulled away once again.
"Relax and go with the feelings Lane. Try it! It won't hurt and I
won't bite!" he said whispering almost romantically as we stood there in
the kitchen as he continued to hold me. "All dressed up in that pretty
dress looking all soft and feminine for me just like the perfect little
housewife. You're already having feminine thoughts Lane. Just relax
and immerse yourself into the roll, you know you want to," he said
continuing on urging me gently. "Nobody can see, nobody knows Lane,
it's just us here alone in the kitchen. Just relax now," he said
softly. "All dressed up nice and pretty and then acting like a woman
will make you feel more complete, it will Lane," he said. But he could
feel my apprehension and my hesitation as I tensed up! "Make it
complete Lane. I'll treat you like a lady, if you return the favor and
treat me like a man it'll make you feel even more feminine. You'll
see," he said with assurance. He then hugged me close and kissed me on
the lips once again!
"Relax, kiss me like a woman Lane. Act like a woman, act like my
woman," he said now excited and breathless as he waited. My head was in
a whirl at the sensation, the sensation of the dress and all the
lingerie, the perfume and the high stiletto heels as we stood there in
the kitchen as he held me. He looked at me with a smile then kissed me
on the lips yet again! This time I relented and relaxed. I reached up
and put my arms over his shoulders as he pulled me even closer around my
waist. I could feel his lips pressed to mine, my lipstick smearing
slightly now. I felt his tongue flicking against mine as the open
mouthed kiss continued. I moaned slightly then felt week as I teetered
on my heels. He then began fondling my back then ran his hands down my
hips and over my bottom pulling me into him. I could feel my tightly
tucked and girdled mound getting hot. I could feel his throbbing hard
on through his pants as he rubbed it and pressed it tightly against me!
The kiss finally ended. I continued holding Ted as I put my head on his
shoulder. I gasped as I felt myself in a surreal daze. "Feels good
doesn't it baby? See how satisfying that was? The pretty, feminine
clothes, the feminine thoughts and now finally, the feminine actions.
You feel complete now don't you lane. You feel like a woman?" he
whispered knowing exactly what he had done. He smiled at his
accomplishment. I couldn't speak. I gently pulled away to compose
myself embarrassed at what had just happened but I found I felt an
excitement, an enjoyment in what had happened as well! "I'll just go
get changed sweetie," he said as he then smiled again and left the
kitchen for his bedroom. I wandered around the kitchen for a moment to
get my bearings. I looked out the windows to see nothing. We had been
alone. I then started putting something together for supper and was
busy when Ted returned to the kitchen. "Let's get some fresh air
honey," he exclaimed as he took my hand then pulled me towards the
kitchen door!
"I'm wearing a dress Ted!" I gasped.
"Yes you are," he said as he continued. "You've had feminine thoughts
and you finally relaxed and began to exhibit feminine actions too
haven't you now Lane?" he said like he was explaining a concept or a
process. "Women wear dresses don't they? Nothing out of the ordinary
there. I don't see a problem!" he said as he pulled me out the back
door and onto the steps!
I felt my curled hair and my dress blow in the breeze, I could hear the
sharp click of my heels on the concrete and the loud click-click-click
as he took my hand and helped me down the stairs to the patio deck then
led me to the chair at the table. He then held out the chair for me and
sat me just like a lady! "Mmmmmm, just like a lady! Feels good doesn't
it Lane? See how much better it all feels when you just relax and go
with it?" he said as he turned and went back to the kitchen and returned
with a bottle of wine and two glasses.
"He watched me cross my shiny nylon clad legs with a swish then watched
as I smoothed my dress out. "You're getting good at this Lane!" he said
as he poured me a glass of wine and handed it to me. He then noticed my
nervousness as I glanced around worrying about someone stopping by.
"Relax Lane! Nobody's going to bother us. You look good, trust me," he
continued as he held his glass up in a toast then took a sip.
"M...Maybe we should just c...call all of this off Ted," I gasped at
feeling the breeze fluttering my skirt as I squirmed in my chair and in
thinking he was pulling me deeper and deeper into a place I didn't
belong and didn't really want to go to. I felt the confusion building,
the panic setting in once again. But Ted was confident and as the
soothing wine began to relax me he continued.
"I love the old style vintage housewife look with the frilly dresses and
the petticoats and the stiletto heels and all. I like the made up look,
the old fashioned hairdos and all the other feminine stuff that women
used to wear to get that great look. You don't find women like that
anymore, they won't dress like that. I hate the way women dress
nowadays. The greasy, uncombed and unkept hair, the sweat shirts, the
baggy blue jeans and dirty sneakers. It's a total put off you know?" he
said as he continued on.
"I know you can't dress like that all the time, you certainly can't go
out like that I know. But I know you like that look and all that stuff
as much as I do. Look at you now Lane! A little dressy for women these
days but totally acceptable. You've toned down the makeup and your hair
is in an acceptable up to date feminine style a woman of class would
wear. Although you're still a little unsure and nervous it'll pass as
you get better. You look good! If someone was to see us from say
halfway across the yard, all they would see is a man and a woman having
a glass of wine. You'll get better at it and more relaxed over time
you'll see," he said with assurance.
"Let's see where it all goes. We could have a lot of fun. You don't
have to go in to work anymore, you can stay home and immerse yourself in
your little 'hobby.' I know you're really enjoying that. You have all
the time you need now. Continue on, work on your look. Take a look at
how some of the high class women dress, how they do their hair and
makeup when they go out for something as mundane and regular as shopping
for groceries. Start concentrating on how they walk, how they move, how
they gesture. Work on your voice, make it softer and more feminine
sounding. You already have a good start Lane. You're short for a man
and slightly built. And that delicate look is a definite plus! It
really sets you apart from Terry. But he had class. Don't worry though,
with a little practice you'll catch up!
You weigh what, 140, 145 dripping wet? And you're only 5-9, 5-10 tops
and that's in those 5 inch heels! Just imagine how far you could go if
you put the effort into it. You already have the breast forms. Get a
few padded girdles and drop a few pounds to get on the slender side.
Start wearing a waist cincher all the time to start getting that
feminine hourglass shape. You can do it! I can already tell you are
getting more comfortable with the idea and I can tell you are finally
starting to relax. So don't worry!" he said. "In a week or two you'll
be ready to go!"
"Go? Go where!?" I asked.
"I thought I'd start by taking my little 'lady' out to the movies!" he
said with a smile as I gasped open mouthed with panic.
"I...I d...don't know Ted. I like the dressing up and all but in going
out. I mean really going out! I...I ca...can't Ted!" I said the panic
evident in my voice!
"Do like I told you before. Order some women's jeans and a pretty top
online. Get a purse to match. Keep working on your look and your
mannerisms and your voice and it'll work," he said as I voiced my
continued apprehension. "Look, I'm not trying to rush you or force you
into anything Lane. But if you want to play the game we have to
continue on, press the boundaries, find new ones and then conquer them.
That's the only way to get ahead. You can't do it by hiding in the
house now can you Lane?" he said. His words and thought were correct as
usual.
"You've been my roommate for almost two years now Lane. I know you've
been dressing since you were just a kid. And though you've only been
dressing in front of me for a few days it'll work out. It might be a
little scary and nerve wracking at first but I won't let you get
embarrassed. Do you think I want everyone thinking that I am dating
some kind of drag queen? No, I don't think so. We'll start slow and as
you gain confidence you'll get better over time. Pay attention to the
other ladies when we're out, notice them, act like them and you'll start
fitting in. And in almost no time at all you'll wonder what all the
fuss was about. You're going to really enjoy getting all dolled up and
then going out to dinner and then dancing in a pretty dress," he
finished.
"Dinner!? Dancing in a dress!? I...d...don't th...think I...I can't
take that much pressure!" I gasped as Ted smiled and finished.
"That's why we'll start by going to the movies. Order some ladies jeans
and the rest of a casual outfit, work on your look and mannerisms and
we'll see!" he finished. "Shall we check on supper?" he said as he
offered me his hand. I could feel my hips wiggle and my dress and slips
swirl around my smooth nylon stockinged legs as I minced on the high
stiletto heels as he walked me back to the house.
Ted asked me over dinner wondering when I was going to make the move
upstairs to the master bedroom. I didn't have an answer. He continued
insisting that if I was to become more feminine I had to begin to
immerse myself more and more into a traditional woman's role. He was
patient and very convincing. It wasn't long until I was keeping myself
totally shaved and smooth skinned and then wearing panties and pantyhose
on a daily basis.
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