Anthony s Shopping Trip
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The shopping trip
This story is true right up to the part where I was asked if I wanted to
try on the mini skirt. I never answered how I now wish I did so this is a
story about what maybe could have happened in a perfect world.
I was 21 and had my first apartment in London. I had been a secret cross
dresser all my life, regularly playing dressups with my sisters or my
mum's clothes. But I had never had anything of my own. I had been out to
lunch with friends and had a couple of beers under my belt so I was
feeling brave and foolhardy. As I walked home on my usual route past
Petticoat Lane market (what a lovely name), I decided to take a detour
past the clothes shops to dream a little.
One of my favourite shops was a leather boutique, selling all kinds of
leather clothes - normal rather than fantasy! On this particular day there
were some gorgeous leather mini skirts on display. They were short - very
short - and in a range of colours including black, white, pink, red and
more. I just stood outside the window staring at them and wishing I was
brave enough to buy one. I wondered what colour I would buy... Hmmm I
think it would have to be black. A lovely tit, short black mini skirt
would be heavenly.
I don't know what came over me - I suppose it was the beer - but suddenly
I found myself walking through the door and inside. I browsed around the
men's jackets and scanned the joint. No shoppers were there, but there
were two shop assistants. Both female and in their forties. They looked
gullible enough as I worked out my plan.
I took out a piece of paper and decided I would pretend I was buying a
skirt for my sister. I walked up looking at the paper and faced the lady
at the counter. "Oh hi. I am buying a skirt for my sister and she likes
the mini skirts in the window."
I could feel myself going bright red. There was no turning back now. I
looked down at the paper with scribble on it. "I think she is a size 16."
She smiled and looked straight at me. She never spoke for a few seconds,
which felt like an eternity. "That's nice of you dear. What colour do you
think she would like?"
I let out a visible sigh of relief - it had worked. "Um... I am not sure
between black and white... Probably black."
"Black it is then" she said as she strolled across to the rack and looked
for a skirt. "You say you want a size 16?" she shouted across the shop.
I looked down at my sheet of paper (I know this is really pathetic now
when telling you about it but AT&T he time I was use I had her fooled).
"Yes, she is a size 16."
The assistant pulled out the lovely shiny black mini skirt and brought it
over to me. She put it on the counter in front of me. "There - a black
mini skirt. Now... How about a jacket - for you. Would you like to try one
on?"
I should have said no and walked out but she made no move to wrap the
skirt and just stood there looking at me. I felt kind of trapped for some
reason. Trapped in my embarrassment and feeling suddenly vulnerable.
Something about her demeanour told me the game was up. But I was not sure.
I could not say no. "Sure.. Something maybe for me too." She took off my
jacket and left it on the counter next to the mini skirt.
She took me over to the men's jackets where I started and picked out a
couple for me. She slipped one on, like they do in shops, by standing
behind and pushing it up my arms. I had to move my pony tail out of the
way - but she did that for me as she slipped it on. I forgot to tell you
that I have very, very fair hair and keep it long in a pony tail. I am not
feminine looking as such, but my hair is naturally wavy and can look like
a glamour model when I let it down when I used to dress up in my sister's
dresses.
We tried a few on but I said I did not like the style for one reason or
another. Then she slipped on one of a completely different style. It was
short, coming up above the waist and had a row of tassels on the sleeves.
I did not see it before she slipped it on so only saw the full effect when
I looked in the mirror. I think I almost swooned. It was clearly a girl's
jacket.
I though quickly and regained my composure. "Hmm very funny. This is a
girl's jacket," I snapped.
"Yes," she answer calmly, "Sorry but I thought maybe you could buy one for
your sister since you d.id not seem interested in one yourself. If she is
a size 16 then I guess she is about your size so... Anyway sorry."
"Oh that's Ok. But I don't think I will but ad jacket today." I walked
over to my own coat and put it on while she took her place back behind the
counter.
"OK then," and she stood there looking at me.
"Um .. Well I had better take the skirt" I said shyly.
"Oh yes. I forgot that. Would you like to try it on first?"
OMG. I froze. We looked at each other. The other assistant had been
watching this and said, "Oh don't worry about her she is joking."
"Well," said the first lady, "you can if you like and no one else is in
the shop. Are you sure?"
This was one of those moments where you can change your life. I can say No
and walk out of the shop with a black mini skirt to play in or I can say
Yes and have some fun trying on a skirt in front of some friendly ladies.
Maybe in another life I would say No Thanks and pretend I was insulted,
but on that day I decided to go for it.
"Yes... Please... If you don't mind."
"Of course not dear, otherwise I wouldn't have asked" she smiled with a
broad grin. "Come along and and try it on in here. I am dying to see your
legs!"
I nervously entered the changing room and slipped off my jeans, socks and
shoes. I fought had to control the thing between my legs as excitement
grew. Luckily the thought of being public and the 2 assistants helped me
control it. I unzipped the mini skirt and stepped inside it, pulling it
slowly up my legs. At about my hips, it became tight so I had to wriggle
my ass to pull it over my bum. OMG. If you have ever pulled up a tight
skirt and wriggled into it then you know the feeling I had. Boy clothes
never do this - they are always loose and slide up easily. This is a girly
wriggle in its extreme and the sound is amazing as you hear the material
over your skin. Your legs look longer and sexy as you look down to see the
leather skirt smoothing into place. I snapped the pooper of the waist shut
and zipped up the zip, running up the side.
Luckily my bland hair and lack of it, meant my legs looked almost smooth.
Not quite perfect but certainly girlish. I looked in the reflection and
instantly turned round to look a.t the smoothness of my bum in this skirt.
Oh my gosh. It was so sexy I almost fainted. It was a Gil's bum, encased
in leather that was taught and smooth. The skirt finished just below my
cheeks - short but lovely.
I turned round and ... Hmmm. Although not too excited, my tight mini skirt
showed up a bulge. As luck would have it, I carried my little hideaway
invention. It was a 1 foot length of plaster or cloth bandaid that was
sticky at the end but I had attached some material on the sticky part over
the middle section. I had 2-3 cm of sticky at each end. I hitched up my
skirt (oh I so love saying MY skirt) and attached one sticky end to the
skin just above my pubes. Then I tucked things away and pulled the tape
between my legs, pulling it tight so that the other end was above my bum
at the back. It was so very tight and pulled everything out of sight. I
hitched my mini skirt down.
Just in time as in came the assistant. "Oh my, look at you. I simply knew
your legs would be stunning. Come in Jane and look at him!"
The other girl, Jane, came in and cooed at my legs. Then they whispered to
exact other and Jane left. The other lady, who was called Tina, then said
"Well then let's try that jacket on again.... Oh What shall I call you?"
I looked down embarrassed and whispered, "Cindy. I am called Cindy."
"Come on then Cindy.... Let's dress you up a bit." She slipped on the
jacket and we looked in the mirror for a while. Then Jane came back, out
of breath, with a load of things in her arms. "Here you are, Tina, these
will do the trick."
I had not noticed that this was not just a leather shop. There were many
more items of clothing and even shoes. I guess that is a problem with boys
- they never notice things (THEY - hehe).
Jane had lots of clothes for me to try on.
In the next instalment I will tell you what they dressed Cindy in and then
you can fiNd out what Tina had in store for our heroine. Suffice to say
that Tina saw a good opportunity to make some money. Not only will she
charge Cindy for all the clothes but she has a couple of boyfriends who
are a little kinky and will love playing with a new virgin girl. The next
version may well be a little steamy. Hope you can wait ;)
Love Cindy
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