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This young blonde woman started working across the street from me last
week. She wore skirts that were so short they barely covered her ass. In
fact she was forever pulling her skirt down to make sure it covered her
ass whenever I walked past her. I felt she was a bit of a bimbo. The
girls who worked for me wore longer skirts.
She had a team of boys working for her, all just out of college like the
girls who worked for me. I had been married before and as I just said I
had a team of girls working for me and was not interested in having a
relationship. Although I could not help but notice she was very pretty
and that skirt was riding awfully high. No I would not look at those
glossy opaque pantyhose on those young legs or the stilettoes.
I noticed that my customers started to transfer their business to her so I
went to talk to her.
I said to her:
"If I catch you in my shop I will have you thrown out and if I catch you
stealing my customers I will see you run out of business."
She laughed. I asked a man called Henry, who was with her and used to be
one of my customers, what she was laughing about and he said:
"Katie does not speak English."
I said:
"I am a man of my word."
The next day Katie came to my shop with Henry. I was about to have her
arrested when she put this gift wrapped box on my desk.
"What's this?" I asked.
Henry said:
"It's a gift. Open it."
I opened it.
Katie was already leaving the shop.
It was a long white lace skirt.
"Fuck you!" I shouted after her back as she left the shop.
What did she take me for? A transvestite? What was she? A Prostitute?
A Madam?
I could not sleep. I went over to look at what was going on round the
backyard of her shop where music was playing. I saw my girls dancing with
her boys. Tracey, my cashier, was in her back room with Henry. They were
both undressing. As I watched Katie crept up behind me without me
noticing until I felt hands on my shoulders and heard a woman's voice:
"Interesting isn't it how THEY all get along?"
"Get off me!" I shouted.
This brought everyone out to the backyard.
"Have your fun girls but I expect you at work on time in the morning!" I
said.
I went home. I hung up my washing saying to myself:
"I hate dresses. I would not wear a dress if my life depended on it."
Just then I found a dress hung up on a hanger on the end of my washing
line.
"This means war," I said to myself.
I went over to Katie's shop.
"I told you I don't wear dresses," I said throwing the dress at her.
Katie said something to Henry who seemed to appear out of nowhere.
"Katie said "every one, just once in their life, should wear a dress!"..."
Then I noticed that Henry was wearing a dress!
He said:
"Dresses are much cooler in summer, you can wear cotton or silk and the
feel of your dress blowing up your legs like that famous film with Marilyn
Monroe. And they make you feel sexy! So you want to try?"
"No, no thanks!" I said rushing out of her shop.
I sat in my backyard wondering, with my bottle of vodka, where this was
all going, when my dog, Sid, came running over with a pink tutu tied
around him.
"Oh no!" I said. "What have they done to you?"
I finished my bottle of vodka and went over to her house.
"Katie, love is bullshit," I said. "If you think I am going to give up my
business and wear a dress and act as your cashier, well dream on
girlfriend! Hell no!"
Where did I get that from? I think it was the drink.
I woke the next morning on her backyard porch.
"You left me here last night without so much as a blanket?"
"You snore!" Katie replied.
"You speak English?" I asked.
Katie nodded. "All I want is for you to wear a dress!"
"Men don't do that! And it's not just a dress it's surrender!" I replied.
She caressed me.
"No!" I said. "I will do you a deal. I will race you the 3 miles from
the town to the lake and back. If I win you will come to work for me. If
you win I will wear what you tell me to and come to work for you."
"Ready go!" I said, already giving myself a head start and thinking of
those skirts and her legs behind my shop cash desk.
But she had caught me by the time we reached the lake and as we mounted
the hill back to the village she broke away leaving me to reach the finish
line, to the cheers of the women of the village, which instead of the
usual tape comprised of dresses, bras, pantyhose, slips, panties and wigs
and which were held at head height so that they hit me gently in the face
as I crossed the line and Katie and Tracey wrapped the finish line around
me.
Katie led me to her bathroom.
"Martin, you are now my Martina!" she laughed. "You have been so hard on
yourself as Martin I want you to relax and see if you prefer being Martin
or Martina!"
She had me strip before rubbing a funny smelling cream over my chest,
stomach, arms and legs. Then she told me to shower off, by which point
the bathroom had steamed up, but I heard Katie say: "Come out of the
shower and have a relaxing bath."
She had already run the bath, she told me to jump in and I should just
relax whilst she got the steam out of the bathroom.
As I got out of the bath I noticed that I had lost all of my bodyhair. I
was then told to tuck my manhood between my legs as I resigned myself to
putting on my panties and pantyhose. Then Katie glued false breasts to my
chest and helped me put on my first bra. Then she helped me into my first
dress and pair of stilettos. She put nail polish on my fingers and make-
up on my face and a blonde wig just like her hair. We kissed. Katie
showed me to a mirror. I looked just like her. Any girl would die to
look like me. I really am a beautiful woman.
Katie led me into her shop.
I looked down. My skirt barely covered my ass. I looked over at the man
who seemed to be undressing me with his eyes. I guess he thought I was a
bit of a bimbo. I pulled my skirt down.
"Martina, take the money from the customer please," Katie said.
"Yes, Katie," I said.
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