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"The Roommate" (Pt. IV) The days began to pass and it wasn't long until nearly another month had gone by. I did as Ted asked and ordered a few ladies outfits online. Mostly ladies jeans and tops to start with as I had nothing casual to actually go out in. But at this point I hadn't gone out dressed as a woman, not for real. I felt I wanted to and wanted to experience that "rush" of excitement but for the past few weeks was content to dress only at home and continue to practice until I felt confident enough to try going out for real. My natural nails had grown out to a nice length and after I carefully shaped them they looked anything but masculine. I worked at losing a little weight and once I put on a waist cincher with the padded brassiere and the padded girdle I started looking quite convincing. I also continued working on my movements, my gestures and my voice. Finally Ted thought I was ready! "I called and got you an appointment for Friday night at 6 pm at a beauty salon Lane," Ted said the next night when he got home. I was terrified. "I...I can't Ted! I can't go to a beauty salon!" I gasped. "I got you a late appointment, the last one of the day so there probably won't be many other women at the salon and it's only a few blocks away. All you have to do is dress up carefully put on a little makeup, watch your mannerisms then just drive down and get your hair done. I've already told her what I want so all you have to do is just go and enjoy yourself. I added an 'I' to your name to change it into a feminine name. I booked you in as Mrs. 'Laine' Donaldson so remember to sign the check that way," he said with a smile. I spent the next three days terrified until finally it was Friday! I got dressed for my appointment just after supper. I took a bubble bath and shaved all over then put on some light makeup and a bit of perfume and painted my nails a pale pink. I then tucked myself into a pair of white lace trimmed nylon panties and put on some glossy sheer taupe pantyhose. I then added a tight high waisted girdle briefer and pulled it high and tight on my waist until I could see the center seam of the smooth lycra spandex girdle pull into the center of my tightly tucked crotch until it gave me the appearance of having a woman's vaginal lips! I added white, lace trimmed long lined brassiere and added the breast forms. After adjusting the bra straps I slipped on a pale pink pastel colored ladies shirt with a floral trim at the scoop neckline. I then stepped into my ladies jeans and worked them up into place. The blue jean material of the legs slid easily over the sheer pantyhose and felt nice. I added a pearl necklace then combed my hair out which by now was just past my shoulders. I then put on a pair of ladies open toe ankle strap wedge sandals that had a 4 inch cork wedge heel and added a thin gold ankle chain at my right ankle. I then slipped into a short length ladies jacket and picked up my purse putting the strap over my right shoulder. I then made my way upstairs to get ready to leave. "How do I look?" I said with a nervous smile as Ted looked me over. "Your voice sounds good and you look great Laine!" he exclaimed noticing my standard but feminine attire. He noticed the necklace, the high heeled shoes that weren't overdone, the anklet and how I held my purse. He then noticed the crotch of the tight ladies jeans. No trace of a bulge showed now, only a smooth woman's mound with just a hint of a cleft that looked convincing enough to assure anyone who looked me over that I was indeed a woman. Ted gave my bottom a squeeze then ran his fingers up the front of my "slit!" "Don't Ted!" I gasped. "I'm nervous enough," I said as I began to tremble at the thought of what I was about to do. "Just relax, you'll be fine. I'll chill a bottle of wine so we can celebrate the occasion when you get back," he said standing at the kitchen door with a smile watching me as I gathered my car keys then stepped out the back door! The sun was sinking low in the sky causing the shadows to lengthen. I could feel the cool breeze of evening coming on and could hear people in the neighborhood as they went about their business. I could hear someone mowing their lawn, hear a few kids playing and heard a distant dog bark as I moved to the garage. I felt keenly aware of my feminine attire and the purse I carried. I could feel how the heels added a wiggle to my walk and I could feel the crotch of the ladies jeans working my tightly tucked mound. I could feel my breathing quicken at the sensation as I reached the car. I felt apprehensive, I didn't want to go through with it. I became nervous and noticed my hands begin to shake slightly. But I forced myself to regain my composure as I entered the car and pulled out of the driveway. I could feel the difference in driving in heels. I had never done it before, it was different but it was also more difficult. I tried to calm my thoughts as I drove along. Finally I pulled up to the stoplight. I noticed the grocery store where I shopped just across the way but then remembered I wasn't going shopping. I had a salon appointment as a Mrs. Laine Donaldson! I felt my stomach tighten as I waited for the light to change. But in looking at the cars waiting with me I didn't see anyone staring or pointing at me. I wasn't wearing a dress or anything fancy, just the dressed down casual look of an average woman in her late 20's. It was a strange sensation but before I could think about it further the light turned green and I was once again on my way. I pulled into the little shopping center and saw the ladies salon near the far end of the complex. I could feel my throat become dry and tighten as I pulled up in front of the salon and parked. I turned the engine off and could feel my heart pounding. I looked into the salon and just as Ted had mentioned it was pretty quiet inside. I could see a lady at the front desk on the phone but nobody else. Before I could back out and change my mind I got out of the car and made my move! I locked the car and put the keys in my purse then made my way to the front door of the salon. I noticed the lights, the cars moving about on the street and through the parking lot and saw people coming and going from the several shops and stores in the area but didn't notice anyone glaring at me. I continued my ladylike walk and finally made it to the front door then went into the salon! The lady talking on the phone ended the conversation. "I have to go, my appointment is here. Talk to you later," she said as she then ended the call. "I...I'm here for my appointment?" I said in a quiet voice and in as feminine tone as I could muster as I stood there clutching my purse strap. "Mrs. Donaldson? Yes, you're my last appointment. Come on back and we can get started!" the lady said with a smile as she escorted me to a styling booth near the back of the salon. I soon found myself sitting in the styling chair as the lady put a large pink plastic cape over me and fastened it around my neck. She then started looking my hair over. She looked at it as if it wasn't a very feminine style not realizing I had never been in a ladies hair salon ever before. I chalked up my look to the "unisex" boy style hair that women these days wore. "So you're being treated to a permanent and a bit of a make over this evening. Your 'husband' called in earlier in the week to set up your appointment. He said you were working too hard and needed some TLC!" the lady said with a smile and continued small talk as she went to work with her comb and scissors. "That's nice of him. A little pampering can be so relaxing now and then don't you think dear?" she asked. "Yes, yes it is," I replied quietly. "You sound a bit horse dear, hope you're not coming down with anything," she said mildly concerned. I began to panic, I squirmed in the chair as she turned to her table. I quickly cleared my throat in a feminine manner. "I had a bit of a sore throat a few days ago but feel much better now. It must be that time of year when everything is going around," I assured her, trying to deflect her thoughts. "Try one of these, it should help," she said handing me a wrapped cough drop. I thanked her then unwrapped it and put it in my mouth. She then continued and began deftly cutting my hair, styling it, leaving it long in places shortening it in others. I had tried to comb my hair and fluff it in a somewhat feminine style but I had started with a masculine haircut. My hair had just grown longer. And now as she worked I watched as the masculine edge to my hairstyle began to fade until it actually started looking feminine! She washed and rinsed my hair then after toweling it off she began applying a strong setting gel and began putting my hair in rollers while it was still damp. She added a tight pink hairnet then got me up out of the chair and took me to the section of the salon along the wall where there was a row of hair dryers. She had me take a seat and I soon found myself sitting under the dryer as she tilted it down over my head! "I'll get my manicure setup," she said. "Oh, that, that's not necessary!" I said in my best lilting feminine voice. "Now, now!" the lady said. "Your 'husband' wants you with some pretty salon nails. But don't worry I won't give you the long ones," she said as she then turned on the dryer and moved off to get her manicure table. I felt the butterflies start in my stomach. She'd noticed my voice, she'd thought it was a bit husky! I wondered if my ruse about a sore throat had worked. But she didn't seem alarmed or different than when I had entered the salon. Maybe I had pulled it off! When she put me in the chair I noticed her quickly looking me over before she put the cape on me. She noticed the sheer nylons and the pale pink polish through my open toed high heeled sandals. She noticed my breasts as they jiggled and swung slightly and she glanced at my now womanly crotch noticing just a hint of my tight little 'slit' in the tight ladies jeans. I tried to concentrate and to calm down and figured so far so good. I could feel the hot air from the dryer as it whirled around my head. I could then feel the dozen or so tight pink curlers affixed to my hair and rolled tight to my scalp tighten even further as my hair began to dry. I then looked up to see the salon lady wheeling over her manicure cart! She quickly checked my hair then took a nearby seat and began giving me a manicure. She removed the pale pink polish from my nails then after shaping them she began gluing on the nail extensions! When she started applying the gloss red polish my hands looked nothing like a man's hands anymore. "Too bad you're wearing hose dear, I could have done your toes as well," the lady said. "But if you'd like to slip into the ladies room and remove your pantyhose..." she added. "N...no. This is plenty!" I said with a slight gasp feeling a bit light headed at all the attention and in the realization that I was really a man dressed like a woman and sitting in a beauty salon getting the whole treatment! I was soon back in the styling chair looking at my new painted fingernails as the lady began taking the curlers out of my hair. The nail extensions were a half an inch long and definitely stood out! There would be no hiding these. I looked to the clock and realized I had been there for over an hour now. I managed to get through the small talk as the lady worked. It didn't take her long to comb me out again but this time I had a head of feminine curls with light brown highlights mixed in. She hadn't cut my hair much but now it was high and tight in an unmistakable feminine fashion as she went over me with hair spray! She then looked me over and appeared pleased with my new hairstyle. She then came near. "Just let me give those brows a quick once over," she said as she then started tweezing my eyebrows! I could feel the slight twinges of pain as she plucked and shaped my eyebrows and she kept at it for what seemed like forever. But finally she finished. She then got out a little contraption that I didn't recognize! I hesitated but the lady only continued, "Now, now. Your 'husband' wants his little 'lady' to get a make over. Just let me show you a few tricks and we'll be done in no time!" she said with a smile. She then put the little gun like gizmo over my left earlobe and squeezed the trigger! I gasped and winced at the sharp but momentary pain and before I could do anything to stop her the lady quickly did my other ear. I then realized as I felt the tightly affixed little zircon studs in each earlobe that she had just pierced my ears! "There we go. You can put this in your purse for later," the lady said as she took the piercing gun away then handed me a card showing how to care for pierced ears and what type of earrings worked best. The lady then brought over a makeup tray and began studying my face to work on my best look and color choice. I'd just had my hair done up in a feminine permanent, had my eyebrows thinned and shaped and had salon nails applied and painted a gloss red. She pierced my ears and now she was going to do my makeup too!? Was I getting the "red carpet" treatment or was this a regular deal when women went to a salon? I didn't know! I'd heard of health spas where ladies get herbal baths, rubdowns and the whole bit but in just coming in for a salon hairstyle? I wasn't sure what was happening with all that had gone on but the lady continued. I then began to panic, thinking she might detect my heavier facial skin than a normal woman would have. I then worried she might find a trace of a five o'clock shadow! I was thankful that my beard was very light and sparse and that I had shaved twice before making the trip to the salon. I fought the urge to squirm in my chair and took my chances then let the lady continue. "Now when you do the shadow..." the lady said as she began a basic instruction in the art of applying makeup to get a feminine appearance. She didn't delve into any one thing as she quickly worked me over but managed to cover, mascara, eyeshadow, lipstick, blusher and foundation as well as powder. The lady beamed a smile as she looked me over. "That's a darling look for you Mrs. Donaldson. May I call you Laine?" she asked. "Your husband certainly likes his 'lady' looking feminine doesn't he? It's a shame that so many women these days don't take care of themselves," she went on. She then turned my chair so I could face the mirror. I gasped at what I saw! My hair was styled in an unmistakably feminine style and my eyebrows! While at home I had trimmed and plucked them into a slight arch but now there was no mistaking these eyebrows for a man's eyebrows! She had thinned them and plucked them into a high and feminine arch. Not a thin one but something that a model might have. The new look of my sculpted brows added with the new eye makeup really made my eyes appear larger and much more feminine. And the soft red of the lipstick and the light blusher really changed my look too. Although I didn't think of my self as gorgeous by any means I realized now that I was more than acceptable in looking like a woman and quite a pace above average in comparison to most of the women I noticed when going out and about or in going to the store for groceries. I finally finished my first salon visit. The lady added a new makeup case with new cosmetics for my new look, and a few hair care products and a bottle of that red nail polish so I could do my toes to match once I got home. I then opened my purse and opened my wallet and took out my check book to pay for the visit. I tried writing in a swirling feminine script and not in a heavy masculine hand but in thinking back I wasn't ever very macho anyway. The lady took the check and rang up the bill and handed me a card. "For new customers honey, gets you ten dollars off on your next visit. Many of our clients come in once a week, shall I set you up a schedule Laine?" she asked with a smile. I stammered for a moment then told her I would talk it over with my 'husband' and call her back later. She thanked me for stopping in as I put my checkbook back in my purse. I then looked into my pocket book and caught sight of my driver's license. My picture as Lane was clearly visible! Lane Watson, 28, Male! I looked nothing like the man in the picture now! I became a bit flustered but managed to get out of the salon in one piece as the lady smiled and waved! I could still feel the sting from having my ears pierced. I could smell the perfume and the perm stuff still in my now tightly curled hair. I felt tired from the experience. I felt dizzy, like I was betraying myself, my sex! Like I was walking away from my life, switching sides or something! I could feel the weight of my breast forms as they jiggled with each wiggling high heeled step as I clutched my purse and moved to my car and I could feel my tightly tucked manhood now pulled and shaped, cinched and girdled into an unmistakably tight little ladies muff . My head was still in a whirl as I got into my car but then finally, I was on my way home. I saw Ted looking through the kitchen window as I pulled up the driveway and into the garage. He was waiting for me when I entered the back door. "Wow!" he said excitedly as he looked me over. He almost chuckled at how I looked now in seeing that the lady hadn't missed a feminine trick with me. "It's too much Ted!" I glared a bit angry as I wiggled to the kitchen table and set my purse down. "You're not going to have any trouble passing as a woman now Laine!" he exclaimed with continued excitement! I told him that the salon lady noticed my voice and that I made the excuse of just having had a cold. Ted thought that was a novel idea then told me I could keep working on my voice as well as all the rest while at home during the day until everything became second nature. It wasn't that late but I decided to go downstairs and go to bed early. "You can do whatever you want sweetie!" He said as he left the kitchen for the living room. And with that I grabbed my purse and went downstairs. I turned on the bedroom light once I got downstairs and got a shock to see all my bed covers gone and just the plain mattress that remained. All my pictures were gone as well! I then checked the drawers to find all of Lane's clothing gone! The closet was empty as well except for my suitcase sitting against the far wall, the one I kept all my 'hobby' clothes in. I lifted it, it felt light. I put it on the bed and opened it to find it totally empty as well! I felt sick standing there all dolled up and made over and now unable to change back! I felt my anger building. Then I went upstairs! "Just relax! I didn't think you'd mind!" Ted blurted as he saw me round the kitchen entrance into the living room. "Where's my stuff!" I yelled. "I moved everything into my room. Remember we talked about that?" I didn't care at the moment. I then moved to Ted's bedroom with him right behind me. I switched on the light then opened the large closet doors. I saw Ted's slacks and suits and shirts on one side and the other? It was neatly filled with rows of dresses, skirts, blouses and night gowns! High heeled shoes sat in two neat rows at the bottom of the carpeted closet while the shelves were filled with hosiery boxes, purses, makeup kits and other various woman's items. I then moved to the dresser and discovered one whole side contained Ted's things. The other side was apparently mine. I opened the top dresser drawer to find it filled with lace trimmed nylon panties, girdle briefers and brassieres. The second drawer was filled with half slips, camisoles and full slips, the third drawer was filled with firm control girdles of every description, there were even two old fashioned corsets put away in pink lingerie boxes in the drawer! "Where's my stuff, my guy stuff? Where's it at Ted!?" I said urgently now feeling on the verge of a feminine overdose! "It's...it's gone!" he stated. "What do you mean gone?" I continued. "When you were at the salon I took the liberty of moving you up here. You don't want to stay down in that cramped little basement apartment anyway do you?" "But what about my guy clothes?" I continued. "I...I boxed all that stuff up and took it to the dumpster," he said. I didn't waste any time. I turned and headed for the door. "Well, we'll just go and get it back!" I said with determination. "It's empty!" he said. "The garbage truck was a little late today, they were running behind but they made it down our alley about an hour before you got back," Ted finished. My stomach churned, my head reeled as I sat on the bed trying to get my bearings. "Way to go! Really smart Ted," I said. "You don't see the problem?" I asked as he looked on still tickled with my "new" look. "No, not really," he returned without seeming to have a clue. So I got up off the bed and enlightened him. "Okay. I've been here around two years now, right? And for that time we've been roommates, Ted and Lane. You're a man in your mid thirties and I am a 'man' in my late twenties. And even though we don't have a lot of visitors and the neighbors pretty much keep to themselves they still know us as two guys! And now all of a sudden I start looking like a woman? Gee, she's the same height as Lane, gee she looks a lot like Lane. Too much like Lane! They're going to figure it out Ted! Now we're both in it! They'll figure it out and I'll be labeled as a freak or worse and with me living here you won't be able to hide it either and you'll get labeled too! That is not what I'd call keeping things on a low profile! It's no way to live, not like that waiting for the fingers to point and the rumors to start and they will!" I finished exasperated. "You said you'd give it a try. I just thought I'd help things along a little. It may seem like a bit much for now but in a week maybe a month at the most you'll think you were born a girl. You'll get into the swing of things and you won't even notice it anymore, you'll see. It's no big deal!" he explained. It was all too much. I felt a headache coming on as my stomach continued to churn. "It's all too much right now, maybe, maybe I should move out and we can just forget about this game," I said with a tone of finality. "You've had your fun, I've had my fantasy, maybe it's time I move on. Move away then get a job somewhere and start over as Lane instead of Laine." "If you want to move out that's up to you I guess. Get online tomorrow dial up J.C, Pennies and order all the men's clothes you want. Then go ahead and move out," he said leaving the choice totally up to me. "Just imagine moving back into a small and overpriced dingy apartment somewhere. Punching a clock for minimum wage again maybe stocking shelves somewhere and working so many hours you won't have any time for yourself. Then you'll start dating. You think a real woman wants to hang out with a wimpy little man who doesn't have a future with a minimum wage job and who's also a closet cross dresser? Yeah, good luck! You'll see. You'll end up lonely and alone. And then it'll be too late. Sounds like fun doesn't it?" Ted said as he gave me his rationalization as he saw it. "I know you like the feminine clothes Lane, and you know I love a feminine woman who likes to get all dolled up. I like that high maintenance look, that old fashioned feminine style. If you think it over we really do make a good team. I know you're a bit tired after going out tonight but it'll get easier. And if you think I'm not thinking about you, why don't you go out and look at the front lawn. Go ahead, I'll wait," he finished. I wasn't sure what was going on but I decided to go look if not just to get out of that bedroom for the time being. I minced to the front door and stepped outside into the darkness. I then remembered the time I went out the front door for the first time. It was when I was all decked out in that floral rayon house dress, I was getting the mail. But now it was different. I was still dressed in woman's clothing but just not in a dress. I could feel my jiggling bust as I walked across the walk then started down the driveway. I could feel the wedge heels I was wearing and feel the padded hips of my girdle briefer and my tight crotch under the tight ladies jeans. And I was fully made up now, not a masculine trace in sight. I looked around the front yard for a moment not understanding why Ted wanted me to come out here and look but then I saw it. It was a for sale sign! "We should be able to get moved out in a couple weeks or so depending on how long it takes to close a deal. I've been looking at houses on the other end of the city in a better suburb," Ted said as he surprised me with his new plan. "But without any men's clothes what will people say when they see me until we can get out of here," I asked. "We don't see much for neighbors anyway but if anyone says anything I'll just tell them that you're Lane's twin sister Laine. And as good as you look now and with all the practice you've had at acting like a lady it'll work," he added as I stood there. "Why don't you go on into the bedroom look through the closet, put on a pretty dress. It's Friday night. We'll have a few drinks, watch a movie maybe," he continued. "I don't know Ted, I'm pretty tired, maybe I'll just go to bed," I said. "Well, then take a hot bath then slip into a pretty nightgown. I cleaned out Terry's trunk and put everything away for you, the nightgowns are hanging up in the closet. Go pick one out, he sure had some pretty things," Ted finished. "I put the makeup and lotions and stuff you'll need on the vanity in the master bath. Go ahead, take a relaxing bath and get good and cleaned up. You'll feel better." With that I decided to take him up on his offer. As Ted watched television I returned to the bedroom and got undressed for the bath. As I turned on the faucet for the large oval tub in the master bath and added some bath powder I noticed the vanity now filled with makeup, perfumes and everything a woman could want. I then noticed a large bottle of douche solution by the tub! I thought that strange and gave it little more thought as I got into the tub and began soaking in the fragrant floral smelling bubble bath. I then remembered Ted saying he wanted me good and clean. I became faint at the thought. He had moved me into his bedroom now, and was now used to seeing me dressing more and more often and more and more completely like a lady. He said he liked treating me like a lady too but this new thought was too much! What if he tried something tonight, what if I refused? He seemed to have his plan all worked out and I had to admit I had it really easy in living with Ted now. The thought of moving out and getting a crummy little apartment again didn't sit well with me. Then I remembered that Ted let me drive his new BMW to the salon while I left my old Junker in the garage. A crummy apartment with a lousy unreliable car wasn't much to go back to and with nothing but a high school education I would end up back in a miserable minimum wage job. I thought it over then figured it might be a good idea to get really clean just in case. I figured I'd work out a way to get around that later by getting a convenient headache or something. But either way I needed time to think. I finished my bath then after putting on a plastic shower cap to protect my new hairdo I showered off. Once I dried off I returned to the master bedroom. I looked through the closet at all the nightgowns and was amazed at the selection. "Can't pick one huh? Let me help you," Ted said from the bedroom door as he looked into the room and then entered and moved to the open closet. "Why don't you put on some makeup too. Do that sexy evening look, the red lipstick, the blusher and eyeshadow the false eyelashes and all. You know? I'll pick out something pretty for you to wear. It'll be fun, you'll see," he said, the excitement evident in his voice. I was a bit tired and didn't want to do the glamor makeup bit, especially so late at night but I thought I could use the practice. I then thought of those make up tricks that the salon lady had taught me earlier in the evening as I started in. It didn't take Ted long to pick out an outfit. Terry had expensive tastes in women's lingerie and apparently Ted had deep pockets. I looked the outfit over as I finished my makeup. The brassiere was the same size as the breast forms, it was done up in a fancy shiny black satin, black lace framed the cups. There was a small girdle briefer done up in black nylon spandex, needed of course to hold my tucked position so I didn't spoil the feminine illusion. A pair of black satin panties lavished with lace and black satin ribbons lay beside the little briefer. I noticed a lace trimmed black satin pouch sitting on the night stand at the head of the bed but not knowing what it was for I passed it off and continued looking at the outfit Ted had picked out. I noticed the old fashioned corset, done up in the same shiny, gleaming black satin as the rest of the outfit. It looked small like the briefer. I then realized that Terry had clothing in different sizes just like I did. I never bothered to ask a real woman if they did the same. But I remember hearing two women talking about shoes and how one wanted to have a particular pair to match an outfit but the store only had a pair two sizes too small. She said she bought them anyway and could get away with wearing them if she didn't dance all night. Just another interesting observation as I continued looking at the outfit on the bed. A black satin garter belt and a new pair of seamed black nylon stockings laid near the corset. The stockings were very sheer and fully fashioned complete with a seam and were opera length which would ensure they would go all the way up my legs to the top of my thighs! A pair of open toed black patent leather platform ankle strap sandals sat on the floor in front of the bed. The platform was at least an inch height but the heels must have been 7 inches high! I then noticed the peignoir gown. It was a long sleeved floor length gown done up in layers and layers of black nylon chiffon. Black satin ribbons were affixed to the front to tie it and a black band of gleaming satin ended at the cuffs of the long sleeved gown. I picked it up and found it amazingly heavy for a chiffon nightgown! I then returned to my makeup and finished my evening look. I then fluffed out my curled and highlighted hair and added plenty of perfume. I then found the pearl necklace lying on the table and noticed the pair of matching dangle earrings that were meant for pierced ears. The jewelry had come from Terry's jewelry case, a case that was now sitting on top of my side of the dresser! Ted had picked the jewelry out and had left it for me. I clipped the necklace on and after removing my little diamond stud earrings I added the long glamor earrings. I found myself getting into the moment once again in wondering what that new outfit would feel like. I clipped myself into the black satin garter belt and carefully worked the opera length hose up my legs smoothing them, working them up until they were high up on my thighs. After making sure the seams were razor straight I tightly gartered them to the sturdy six strap garter belt. I then took the tight black spandex satin control panties then stepped into them. I tucked myself in tightly and worked the control panties up my legs. They were small and once I finally pulled them all the way up and high on my waist I was tucked very tightly into the now tight gleaming control panties and not a trace of any bulge remained! The delicate silky black satin panties came next. I then sat on the bed and fit my feet into the gleaming black patent platform shoes. I then added the black satin brassiere and added the size "40D" forms and found it was a perfect fit! I then picked up the corset from the bed and marveled at the gleaming heavy black satin material and how the black silk laces ran all the way up the back through the gleaming stainless steel eyelets. I lifted the garment around my waist and centered the front hooks. I then clipped them into place fastening them. I started having trouble with the back laces immediately. I had never worn a real corset before and wasn't doing a very good job trying to work the laces. I managed a little but was fumbling and not getting the job done. But just then Ted was back checking up on me. "Ah, you look nice! Let me help with those laces. Terry had trouble too and could never get his corset tight enough!" He said as he stepped up behind me and gathered the laces. He quickly straightened out the mess I had made of the laces by pulling at them in the wrong places. He then started lacing me into the corset! "The trick to get a corset properly laced to really give you that feminine hourglass figure is to do the laces top to bottom. Then once they're snug you continue on by starting at the looped laces at the lower middle back. Then you can tighten the laces at the waistline and finally lace the corset all the way closed in back," he said exhibiting his knowledge as he worked the laces with a practiced hand. I heard the laces whirr and zip as Ted started pulling on them causing them to glide through the stainless steel eyelets. I could feel him pull and then adjust and then tug a bit then felt the corset become snug from just under my large bust to the top of my hips. A few more long steady pulls on the laces caused them to whistle through the eyelets yet again as the corset got tighter still. The fabric became snug and then started to tighten, the wrinkles now coming out of the black satin fabric as it became tight. It the shiny black satin then began gleaming in the bright room light as Ted worked. I could sense his excitement now. "Yeah, that's it, nice," he said as he pulled the laces in another strong steady pull then watched the results as the gleaming black satin corset creaked and cinched tighter around my waist pulling it smaller and smaller still! I didn't think I could take much more. As the laces became harder to pull as they tightened I could feel myself teetering on the high platform heels and on the verge of stumbling. "Take the corner post of the bed, that's it, hold it tight so you don't fall," Ted cautioned me as he steered me to the nearby bed and waited until I was hanging on before continuing. It wasn't long until he had the main lacing finished. "Glad that's over!" I gasped as I put my hands around the smooth slippery satin now cinching at my waist. "Oh, no, no, no. We're not done just yet!" Ted said as he continued. "Remember that center loop? Well now we have to tighten that," he said as I felt him tugging at the middle of my back and once he found the loops of the laces he continued. I gasped as he gave another strong pull and as the laces whistled loudly through the eyelets at the back of the corset I could feel the sturdy garment pull me in and even force a bit of breath out of me! He pulled again. I began to feel a panic setting in. "I...it, it's t...too tight Ted!" I gasped. "Just hold on baby, almost done, almost done," he said as he began quickening his pace to finish lacing the corset before I had any more time to complain! He pulled and jerked once again at the corset laces as I held on tightly to the bed post. I could then feel his knee at the small of my back as he pulled and yanked yet again! "I ca...can't b...breathe!" I gasped. "Just relax! Almost there, just a bit more!" he said with excitement as he really began working. I heard the corset creak and heard the laces whistle yet again and finally felt the back of the corset, the two halves start to close! I thought I would pass out. I gasped and felt faint as Ted quickly finished. Another hard steady pull and I could feel the ends of the corset now close tightly together at the back. Ted then quicky tied the sturdy black silk laces into a tight double knot so they wouldn't slip! He swished the heavy layered black nylon chiffon peignoir robe from off the bed and held it open so I could get my arms into the sleeves. I frilly silken fabric swished around me like a nylon cloud as I tied the black satin sash into a feminine bow at the front. Ted then rummaged through the dresser and found two old fashioned elastic garters one for each leg. He had me step into the black satin and lace trimmed garters. They were lined in satin with stitched on feminine little black satin bows at the front of each garter. Ted marveled as I pulled them up high on each thigh and adjusted them for best effect. He was nearly beside himself with excitement at seeing the whole picture now. "C...come out into the living room, I want to look you over Laine!" he said as we left the bedroom. Then once in the living room he turned on several table lamps and the ceiling lamp to really light up the room then took his seat on the couch. I moved to sit down as well but he stopped me. "Not just yet sweetie. Move around, walk around the room for me so I can see you!" he said with excitement. Although the corset was uncomfortably tight I found the sensation highly erotic. And all that ladies lingerie, well there wasn't any denying it now, I was admittedly hooked. And Ted? He didn't seem to mind my lingerie fetish not one bit! Then I started figuring out what he really wanted. He didn't want to look at me, he wanted a show! Well, all the drapes were pulled and as usual we were the only ones in the house and by now he had seen me dressed like a woman so many times now that the moment seemed nothing out of the ordinary. I decided to play the "vamp" and give Ted what he wanted. I began mincing and wiggling around the room as I got used to the high platforms with those nearly impossible 7 inch heels! I then started to accentuate my walk undulating my hips swaying them even more from side to side as I strutted around the living room for Ted's pleasure. I could feel my breast forms jiggling in the black satin brassiere and swinging pendulously each time I turned to make another lap across the living room and felt my tightly tucked crotch forced into the familiar tight muff making me forget I was ever a man. I fussed with the long chiffon gown tussled my hair and pursed my lips as I looked at him, teasing just like a woman as I minced and wiggled, grinding across the room. I undid the black satin sash at the waist of the gleaming black chiffon robe and pulled it open with a swish to expose my jutting breasts, my tight "V" shaped muff and my tightly corseted waist now pulled and cinched into a truly feminine hourglass shape. "Is this what you like? Is this what you want, hummm?" I asked in my most lilting and feminine tone as I gave him a good show as I held the flowing gleaming gown open and leaned back and strutted like the high fashion ladies of yesteryear! Ted began squirming in his seat, trying to adjust himself. He then became a bit embarrassed as he began pulling at the front of his slacks to adjust himself. It was then I noticed the hard on tenting the front of his pants! I then stood in front of him swishing my gown open as I leaned forward and ran my hands up my gleaming nylon stockinged legs, my red salon nails gleaming in the room light! "Mmmmmm, sweetie's all excited isn't he!" I giggled as Ted began rubbing, working the front of his pants! And surrounded by all that perfume and frilly lingerie I was nearly dizzy with excitement too! Then suddenly Ted stood up. He reached into his pocket and took out a little box. He opened it to reveal what looked like a women's engagement ring! He quickly took it out of the box and reached for my right hand! He took my ring finger then slid the engagement ring on all the way up! "I...ca...can't T...Ted!" I gasped in my immediate and total confusion as I looked at the gleaming diamonds as my mind reeled! He moved closer and put his hands around my now tightly corseted waist and pulled me close. My waist was now so tiny he could almost get his hands all the way around my waist. He became even more excited. I could feel his hard on pressing into my tightly tucked mound and then gasped to feel him kissing me on the lips once again. The kiss caught me off guard as he held me then within a moment he ended the kiss and quickly swept the gown around me then lifted me in his arms! He then started carrying me towards the bedroom! He pulled the covers down on the large king sized bed to reveal a set of gleaming black satin sheets! He had me take off my lace trimmed panties and my black girdle briefer then left the room for a moment as I got into bed. Ted returned after shutting off the lights in the living room. He turned off the lights in the bedroom then turned on the lamp on the night stand as I laid in bed. He undressed, then took the little lace trimmed black satin pouch that had been sitting on the night stand and got into bed. He then started fitting the small satin pouch on me! "Wha...what's this?" I gasped as he quickly worked gathering my small package and working it into the tiny satin pouch. In lying on the black satin sheets and with all the black lingerie I had on it gave my white skin a porcelain glow. A fact not lost on Ted as he continued. "Don't worry sweetie," he said. "Just tucking your little 'package' away that's all, we won't be needing that tonight. But don't you worry baby, I'll take care of you later like before. You're going to get all the attention you want, you'll see," he said with a smile and continued. I felt the tightness as Ted worked my little sack and my tiny hairless manhood into the small satin pouch. I then heard the swish of the black satin ribbon as he laced around the pouch to cinch it down tight. He then tied it firmly in a bow at the top. In looking down at my hairless body I looked like a woman except for the little lace trimmed pouch now tied off in the front. He then held me close and became mesmerized as he began fondling my shiny nylon hosed legs. He then hugged my tightly corseted waist and kissed me once again! "Maybe I should take off this big peignoir," I said. "At least the heels and I don't want to snag my earrings on anything," I continued. "Leave the robe on, the heels too! They look great. I'll be careful," he said as he became more and more excited in the moment. He paused and then reached over me into the night stand drawer and took out a bottle of what looked like lubricant! "M...maybe we shouldn't Ted!" I gasped nervously as he undid the top on the bottle as he looked me over laying in front of him decked out in all that lingerie, lying on those slippery satin sheets. "Just relax baby, it won't take long," he said. I gasped at feeling the cold gel as he worked it into me liberally. I started feeling the panic setting in, I wanted to run out of the room but then I knew I was stuck! I then watched as he began to apply the clear thick gel to his manhood that was not throbbing in anticipation! He didn't waste any time in getting between my legs now. I could sense Ted's excitement as he pulled me from behind my knees and spread my legs wide, his erection bobbing and gleaming, nearly dripping with lubricated slickness! Then kneeling between my nyloned legs he took hold of his large shaft and began probing me! I gasped at the sensation and tried to think of something else but I couldn't! He'd caught me totally dressed like a woman, he'd learned my secret and then he had carefully fostered and reinforced my little 'hobby' until I thought it was nothing but ordinary. He'd had me start wearing more and more women's clothing and acting more and more feminine encouraging me all the way until now. Now I was crossing a boundary. I'd been sent to a beauty salon and returned more feminized than when I had left and now all my male clothing was gone. And now here I was in the master bedroom with Ted and playing the part of the woman! I felt the incredible tightness and felt my face blush as I grimaced and whimpered a pained girlish moan but then as his head entered all the way Ted moaned with excited pleasure! He didn't waste any time in working deeper and deeper until I could feel our pelvises meet tightly! He then took hold of my tiny corseted waist and with my legs in the air he began working me, stroking in and out! "Oh, yeah, yeah, unnngghhh!" he gasped with pleasure as his strokes got longer and longer until he was going full length! He then held my legs higher and wider still and kept thrusting and humping until besides his heavy breathing I could hear the bed start to creak and then began to hear the "pat-pat-pat" sound as his pelvis slapped into mine with each thrust! He held my corseted waist, looked at me all dolled up and in all that shiny black lingerie. He felt my gleaming smooth legs up and down as his excitement grew. "Gonna keep you dolled up, all the time now baby. You'll like it. Keep you all made nice and pretty for me just like a housewife in dresses and nylons and heels from now on! Yeah, nice, nice and pretty!" he gasped with excited energy as he continued humping, gasping and moaning with pleasure as he was finally getting what he hadn't had for so long since Terry had left. He gasped and trembled wobbling on his knees as I laid there in my feminine pink fog. I could feel his large dangling balls hanging in their sack as they swung, slapping me with every thrust! I heard him gasp again then felt him swell even larger inside me! I gasped at the tightness and looked to my gleaming nyloned legs now spread wide and high, the muscles taut, my stiletto heeled feet now twitching in the air as I began to toss my head writhing underneath Ted. I could feel the pressure the sensation of being stretched tight as he swelled inside me and as I was about to gasp in panic I suddenly felt his ball sack pull up tight and heard him issue a gasp and then an open mouthed moan as he pushed all the way inside and held himself tightly! He rolled his eyes in a gasp and then issued a low satisfied groan as I felt him twitching deep inside draining himself into me! "Oh yeah, oh yeah baby, that's it, that's it!" he gasped as he held himself tightly until the twitching finally subsided. He humped a few more times then finally pulled out and collapsed beside me on the bed satisfied. His glistening member quickly softening in the cool room air! I undid my shoes and took them off while Ted loosened the laces at the back of the corset. I got some relief from that but was too tired to remove it. I then undid the black satin ribbon and took off the small satin pouch that was cinched around my little package. I then slipped into the lace trimmed black satin panties then gathered my chiffon robe around me then turned on my side to try and relax. I then felt Ted move close behind me and pull the satin covers up around us. He drifted off to sleep with his arm around me holding me close! I now realized I wasn't going anywhere!