Becoming Sue
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A feeling of contentedness washed over me as I laid on the bed. I
unwrapped the pink panties from my fading cock and loosened the corset.
As I stood up, I noticed my legs were a little shaky in the black mules.
I kicked them off and instead walked around in my black stockinged feet.
Looking down as I walked back into the main bathroom, I couldn't help
but still feel a tingle. My tits still looked good in their padded bra,
my now smooth legs looked quite fine in their black hold-ups. A smile
once again crossed my face when I looked at myself in the mirror, as
"Sue" stared back at me. Her slutty red lips, her pale complexion
contrasting slightly with my own, her purple eye shadow accentating my
green eyes instead of her blue ones. The sandy blonde hair framing my
face instead of hers. I thought I looked quite pretty. I put my hands on
my hips and posed for myself when I noticed that the corset was still
loose. I tightened it up again, a little tighter this time now that I
had a reference in the mirror. What an effect it had! My padded bra all
but popped out my tits and I actually felt like a had a bit of a booty!
I turned around and ran my hands over my ass, but I did it slowly while
I watched myself in the mirror. I had gone much further with this
crossdressing fantasy than I ever did when I was just a kid and I was
determined to enjoy every solitary second of it. As I seductively ran my
hands over my now feminine frame, I felt lovely and sexy and free. If
this was what a woman felt like, I envied them. And I wanted more.
Once again, I took stock of my features. I touched up the cover-up on my
face, better blending the contrasting complexions. Looking at my eyes, I
felt that I could do a little more with them. While I'd always felt the
look of eye-liner was very sexy, I knew there was no way I could do it
without gouging out an eye. I settled for mascara instead. Watching my
lashes as I applied it, I never knew it would make such a difference,
but it sure did. My green eyes fluttered back at me as I batted my
eyelashes in the mirror. "Such a pretty girl.", I said to myself in my
approximation of Sue's voice. I took a bit of lip liner and accentuated
my lips with a crimson trace around my already red lips. I pouted and
made kissy faces at myself again. I looked a lot more like Sue now, and
I was insanely turned on. Pat of me wondered whether I was turned on by
her or by all her pretty things helping make me feel just like her
instead. For the second time today, I decided that I didn't care and
just embraced the moment.
Fixng my make-up and giving myself a more girlish figure really put a
spring in my step. Leaving the bathroom, I tried to practice a feminine
walk back to the bedroom, putting my feet one ahead of the other and
trying to work my hips. I probably looked ridiculous, but I was having
so much fun! I looked back at the marabou mules and thought about
putting them back on, but felt those were bedroom shoes and I wanted to
really look as much like a woman as possible and go with a different
look. Remembering I could no longer bend down thanks to the corset, I
bent my knees and tucked into them, imitating many women I'd seen in the
past pick up their heels. Perhaps it sounds stupid, but this simple act
made me feel a little dainty, an odd feeling for a man. Though perhaps
not so odd considering the pretty things I was wearing. Taking the heels
back to the closet, I gazed upon her vast shoe collection as I tucked
the mules back where I found them. There were literally shoes of all
styles, colors, heights, and materials. 6 inch Red pumps, white strappy
sandals, navy blue flats... the only thing they had in common was that
none of them were my size... except... I could not believe my luck. In
the very back of the closet, there were a pair of 4 inch black
slingbacks, two sizes larger than everything else. They looked brand
new, never even used. She probably bought them by mistake and never
bothered to return them. I almost squealed with delight! Maybe I was
taking this a little too far, but I'd suppresed these desires for years
and I was going to finally relish in them. Excitedly, I took them back
to the bed and squeezed them on. I had to loosen the back straps, but it
didn't matter, I was wearing high heels!
Upon standing up, I had a bit of a rude awakening. The mules might have
been about only two inches shorter, but I had no idea that that little
bit of height would make such a difference. After steadying myself, I
practiced my strut to the closet and back to the bed a few times. It
wasn't so much a feminine runway walk so much as it was trying not to
fall over and break my neck. Being careful was important. I didn't even
want to ladder a stocking. Walking back to the bed, I grabbed the pink
pair of panties again and was very careful upon stepping into them this
time. I felt like they glided up my nylon covered legs. They settled
into place, nice and tight around my ass and my cock was already
starting to tentpole them. Running my hands along my ass, I bent over
and ran them along my sexy black stockinged legs. I lingered here a
while, hypnotically watching my crimson fingernails, sliding up and down
my smooth stems. I then ran them up along my sides, feeling the bones of
the corset. Though it was difficult to breathe, it was so worth it for
the slight illusion of an hourglass figure. I ran my hands again on my
padded bra, feeling a tingle in my nipples, almost as if I were
caressing real breasts of my own. My cock started to throb again,
pressing against my panties and aching for contact, but now was not the
time. I was too busy enjoying the lingerie. Running my hands along my
bra and my corset, I felt so very feminine. I embraced this side of me,
especially not knowing when I would ever have the opportunity to do so
again. Especially to this extent. I was a little out of breath and it
wasn't just the corset. Every cell in my body was tingling and I was
breathing heavily. It wasn't just the arousal, though that certainly
helped. I had never had access to all of these wonderful things before.
I wanted to experience these things that Sue took for granted. Settling
down a bit, I attempted my femme walk back to the closet. I felt like it
had improved a little bit now that I was more confident in the heels...
and maybe it was even a little sexy!
As I looked over the outfits in Sue's closet, I giggled a little to
myself. This was what women on TV did all the time, I thought to myself.
They look at their outfits, wondering what to wear. "Oh, what do I want
to wear?" I said to myself as Sue. "This is a nice skirt... maybe with
this top?" I giggled again. I was really enjoying and embracing my inner
woman. Upon taking a closer look at some of the various articles of
clothing, it occured to me that Sue and I were probably not the same
size. I wasn't sure exactly what my size would be in women's sizes. Sue
was shorter than me, but was also a bit wider. I decided I would pick
something that would really work with any frame. I found a purple and
black sweater dress tucked off in the right side of her closet. Pulling
it out, I placed it against myself like I'd seen so many women do in
movies and on TV. It seemed like it would stop right above the knees.
That would do nicely, I thought. Taking it off the hanger, I was very
careful as I gathered it above me. I didn't want my wig to fall out of
place and I certainly didn't want to ruin my make-up. (That thought made
me giggle again.) Pulling the dress over me, I felt electricty as it
hugged my frame. As it came down, I felt my tits fill the chest of the
dress. Pulling it down, it brushed my panties and my cock was
practically twitching as it slid down the satiny panties. In the rear,
it felt just as good coming down. The dress slid right on my pantied ass
and I felt like it was a woman's hand guiding it down. The dress stopped
a bit under the mid thigh, covering the lace-covered tops of the hold-up
stockings. I couldn't wait to see what I looked like. I was giddy with
anticipation. Closing the bedroom door, I saw exactly how the new Sue
looked.
As far as I was concerned, she was a knock out. She took my breath away.
I knew I'd transformed myself, but I never imagined I could look this
good. I had expected a pathetic looking man in a dress, but what I got
instead was a fine looking woman. The new Sue looked back at me with a
wide grin on her full crimson lips. Her green fluttering eyes were
accentuated by purple eye shadow and her sandy blonde hair framed her
face perfectly. Moving on down, her breasts heaved with excitement and
almost seemed to bounce. The dress was giving the illusion of cleavage
which made it that much better. Her waist, now slimmer, was showing off
a small, but certainly smackable booty. As I continued my inspection, I
noticed my hands had gone to my hips and I was sticking out my delicious
new booty just a little bit. Finally, the dress gave way to sleek, black
stockinged legs in black high heels. Save for the tentpole in the
middle, the new Sue was looking and feeling fantastic. I seriously
couldn't remember a time that I'd felt this good. I looked back at the
reflection in the mirror and spoke aloud in my faux-Sue voice, "That
bulge just won't do at all." I raised the hem of the dress and wiggled
it up past my pretty pink panties. These panties were already stained
with my last mess, they would do just fine. I began to pull them down,
balancing myself on the closet door. I leaned closer to "Sue" in the
mirror and blew her a kiss. She smiled seductively back at me. Though it
seemed weird, I was so turned on, I planted a kiss on the Sue staring
back at me and giggled when I saw the lip prints on the mirror. This new
woman staring back at me wanted to be pleased. And she wanted it now. I
wrapped the panties around my cock again and began to stroke myself to
sheer bliss. I felt the electricity all over my body as I began to near
crescendo. It started at my feet in their black high heels and ran up to
my sheer nyloned legs, it peaked at my throbbing cock, but continued to
flow up. The corset held me like a passionate lover, maintaining the
illusion of my hourglass figure. I felt the dress push against my tits
and I could feel my nipples rubbing against the stuffing of the bra as
the straps embraced my chest. Finally, I looked at the face looking back
at me. She was barely recognizable as me or as Sue. She was pretty
enough, exuding enough femininity to make me desire her. Her green eyes
invited me and her bright red and crimson lips enticed me. I wanted to
run my hands through her sandy blonde hair and make her mine. But she
already was mine, I thought as I smiled at the woman's 'fuck me' stare
though her soft moans. Finally, I hit sweet climax. I thought my
previous orgasm was good, but this one rocked my world. My knees buckled
and I almost fell into the mirror. I moaned very loudly as I shot my
load, but I didn't even hear it. I was literally shaking as I kept
cumming and cumming, barely able to keep the load on the panties as I
kept going. Finally, I felt I had finished. Wiping away the traces of my
pleasure, I decided I would put this pair with the other and walked to
the bathroom. Instead of walking, I almost staggered in there instead,
my knees and legs still weak from the intensity of my orgasm. I leaned
against the counter and placed the pink panties in the sink with the
other pair. Still recovering from what just happened, I ran the water to
fill the sink halfway and used the washcloth to clean my now-fading cock
off a bit. Mincing my steps back to the bedroom, I smiled as I now
needed a replacement pair of panties. Going back in, I looked in that
fateful drawer for another pair. Wanting to match, I found a pair of
black lacey boyshorts that were just perfect! I confidently stepped into
this pair and admired the lace as I put them on. Once in place, I
smoothed the lace and closed the bedroom door again. I pulled the dress
back down and smoothed that down as well. Finally, the image was
complete. I'd never gone this far before and I was milking every second
of it. It thrilled me. I could literally feel my hard nipples in my bra.
A sweet, sexy girl looked back at me, as happy as I'd ever seen myself
before.
So naturally, that's when it all came crashing down...
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