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I woke up the next morning still feeling the euphoria from the day
before. Then looking down and seeing the nightie I was wearing made me
feel even better. I just laid there for a while soaking it in, then it
hit me. I was hairless!!! What would Angie think? I already knew the
answer. She would freak out! What was I going to do? I woke up and
paced around the room for a little while, thinking of some crazy lie
that would sound good, but to no avail. Should I just confess? I
thought about that for a little, then decided I would take the day to
think about it; and since I was already hairless...
I took a nice long shower and then walked over to the boxes to see what
I could wear today. I chose a light green sundress and some white
bikini cut panties and matching bra. I put everything on and the stress
of earlier that morning seemed to roll off of me. I then decided to
check out the shoes that were there. Damn, they were too small and
Angie's were too big! I guess I'd have to go barefoot. I ended up
cleaning the house and just relaxing the day away. I felt so wonderful
every time I would look at my dress. Pure contentment. I ended up
putting everything away and hiding the boxes in the attic before she got
home the next morning. I went to sleep wearing my normal boxers and
slept horribly. I still hadn't decided on what to tell Angie.
Angie got home the next afternoon and I decided on what I would tell
her. I sat her down and told her not to freak out, but I was trying to
remove my back hair and things just got carried away. I got some of the
lotion on my chest and I just went nuts then. I couldn't even any of it
out and before you knew it, all my chest, back and arms were hairless.
I thought I looked silly with hairy legs and no hair anywhere else, so I
removed my leg hairs too. See, Angie usually helps me remove my back
hair every couple of weeks. I hate back hair! Angie thought I was
crazy, but she seemed to believe the story and not question it. I was
relieved that she believed it, but there was this little pang of regret
that I didn't just tell her the truth. Oh well, that day would come
soon enough.
The next couple of weeks went by with me becoming increasingly agitated.
I couldn't stop thinking about how good I felt wearing those clothes. I
wanted to go up in the attic and try some more on, but I just couldn't
get a few moments away to do it. I also knew that I wanted to look
better at it than I did before, so I started to form a plan. I went to
the post office and got myself my own private P.O. box. I would then go
to the university library acting like I was studying. I would then get
on a computer and I started to order some things, sending them to my
p.o. box. I went to a website called Classic Curves and bought some
breast forms (knowing that the bras I had were a C cup) and some hip and
buttocks padded undergarments. I then went to Fredericks website and
purchased a stomach cincher. I also ordered some pumps and sandals from
Macys website (along with a new dress). I then found a wig of chestnut
brown hair that was a layered cut shoulder length with soft blondish
highlights that I just had to have. I waited with anticipation for the
items to arrive, checking every day until I had everything I ordered. I
was so excited to have everything! I had to dress! I then went into
phase 2 of my plan.
I told Angie that I was going to visit some cousins I had in Tennessee,
which is a few states away from Ohio where I am. Anyway, I left on a
Thursday morning and went to where I was really going; which was to a
hotel I booked in Toledo, which is the other end of Ohio from where I
am. My heart was beating so fast as I drove; I couldn't wait to get to
the hotel. After a 4 hour drive I arrived and immediately checked in
and brought all my luggage inside. I should say that I continued to
keep my body smooth after that first encounter, because Angie liked me
smooth; so I didn't raise any objections when she suggested that I stay
that way, telling her I was doing it for her (yeah, right). I first
took a bath using some body wash I purchased from Victoria's Secret. It
smelled so yummy with hints of cherry blossom, jasmine and peach. The
scents just relaxed me to the core.
After the bath I applied some of the body lotion of the same scent,
rubbing it all over my smooth body. I then went to my lingerie box and
chose a lace, cream colored demi bra and matching g-string panty. I
went to my stack of papers I printed off the internet and found the one
showing how to tuck your package. After some minor pain, I got
everything tucked and taped away and slipped on the panties. I then
took the bra and slipped it on, putting the breast forms into the cups,
which gave me some nice cleavage. I then put on the padded girdle and
waist cincher. I then went to my clothes box and chose a simple
sleeveless dress in light turquoise that hit at the knees. I then
slipped on a pair of 3 inch wedge heeled, peep-toed sling backs in
black.
Over the few weeks while I was waiting for the merchandise to arrive; I
bought a pair of cheap, 5 inch heels to learn how to walk in them. I
practiced in them every chance I had, watching You Tube videos on how to
walk in heels; slowly getting used to walking in them. By the time I
actually left for my excursion, I could walk in heels decently. The 3
inch heels were nothing to walk in. I then went and put on my wig,
after brushing it out. I walked over to a full-length mirror to look at
myself. I started to cry! I was crying with joy because a woman was
looking back at me! Not the prettiest woman in the world, but a woman
none the less. I cried for a few minutes and then washed my face again.
I then applied some press-on nails on my fingers and filed them down to
a suitable size. The absolute joy and relief to be dressed and looking
this way is beyond words to describe. I felt free and content...and
happy! I had never been happier in my life, at least as far I can
remember.
I then put the third part of my plan in effect. I grabbed my black tote
purse and stood in front of the door. Was I really going to do this? I
stood there for what felt like forever, but was around 15 minutes. I
then slowly opened the door. I looked out the door and saw no one in
the hallway (it had indoor hallways). I then took my first step out
dressed as a woman, my heart beating so fast that I felt like I was
going to pass out! I then took a few more steps, my breathing getting
easier as I walked. I walked to the elevator and pressed the button.
After what seemed like forever the door opened and thankfully no one was
in. I stepped in and pressed for the ground floor, which was 5 floors
down.
After 2 floors the elevator stopped and the doors opened! An older
couple in their 60's walked in and pushed the button for the ground
floor. Oh my god! What if they try to talk to me? My female voice
wasn't so good then, and I was nervous as what to do if they said
anything. I didn't have to worry because soon the elevator reached the
ground floor and they exited without saying anything. They didn't give
me any unusual looks either! I guess I passed my first test. I walked
out the elevator and past the front desk, with no unusual looks! I was
so elated that no one said anything that I wanted to cry again, but I
held it in.
I walked to my car and got in, being careful to smooth my dress as I sat
down. I looked in my rear view mirror and smiled at what I saw and then
drove off. Driving with heels on was a little different at first, but I
got used to it soon enough. I drove for a few miles to the local
shopping mall. It was still early enough that the teenagers were still
in school, so I wouldn't have that to worry about. I found a spot
outside of the Macy's entrance and parked. Again, it took my a few
minutes to calm down and collect myself and I exited the car, checking
to make sure my dress was hanging nice. I walked slowly toward the
store. Again, to hear the sound of heels clicking on the pavement and
knowing they are my heels clicking made me feel so alive! Looking down
and seeing my feet in heels, the skirt of the dress swaying across my
smooth legs, seeing my curvy hips and slimmed waist and seeing my busty
top filled me with a confidence I had never felt in my life.
I walked in and headed to the cosmetics counters. I went to the MAC
counter and started looking in the cases. I didn't hear the woman walk
up until she asked, "May I help you?"
I had to think fast and all that I could say was, "I'm a guy." My god I
blushed so hard that I could feel the heat on my cheeks.
She gave me a friendly smile and said "Don't worry, you're not the first
guy to come to this counter; but you are the best dressed."
I had to laugh at that, and she joined me in a very friendly laugh. It
put my mind completely at ease and I told her that I needed help with
everything. She suggested that she give me a makeover and I heartily
agreed. I sat down at a stool and she went to work on me. She was very
friendly and asked me all about myself and I told her everything about
why I was doing this. How I just felt so good looking and acting
feminine. She wasn't the least bit judgmental and gave me pointers on
how to apply the makeup she was doing for me. Time flew by so fast when
she held up a mirror for me to see. I really wanted to cry with joy
then, but I held it back; not wanting to ruin the makeup. I looked
incredible! I was now looking at a girl!!! I would never be drop dead
gorgeous, but I was passable! I thanked her over and over and she told
me everything she used, which I ended up buying. I then walked over to
the in-store salon and asked the woman for a Mani/Pedi. She was more
than happy to do so, it being slow and all, and I soon had my nails and
toenails done in a pretty shade of pink, matching my lips. I was on
cloud nine by this time, as I worked my way over to the perfume counter
and bought a bottle of Obsession. I love that scent! I was now all
set.
I left the Macy's and proceeded to go to every women's clothing store
that I could. Most of the ladies were more than helpful with me,
letting me try on clothes and everything. The women at Victoria's
Secret were so impressed with how I looked. They kept on about how much
I was passable, which made me feel great. The only negative response I
got was at Talbot's. The woman was very rude and told me they don't
serve my "kind" and asked me to leave before she called security. I
left feeling hurt until a woman who was in the store actually came out
and said not to feel bad. She told me I was so brave and to keep my
head up. She said that saleswoman was just jealous because I looked
better than she did, which made me laugh. I thanked her and then
decided that it was time to go back to my room.
I made it back to my room and relaxed by trying on some of the items I
bought. I was back in good spirits in no time and then I decided to get
ready for my night out.
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