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Jason's Day in the Pretty Boy Boutique (Part 4 of 4) As soon as he finishes college, Jason Boothroyd finds himself having to work in panties and dresses in a sissy boutique. He meets with sympathy from the girl assistants, but lives under the threat of internet exposure from the strict manageress, Miss Presswell. In this chapter Jason must entertain ladies who have long understood sissies and delight in using them. He does his best, but perhaps wasn't expecting the very effective games...
Today the Aphrodite Bridal Boutique and Salon has been opened. Petra Romani stands at the front desk await her new client to arrive... whoever that might be. Sarah is a late 20's woman who has been drawn to the boutique. She has long dirt blonde hair that she keeps in a ponytail and has come to the boutique in jeans and a t-shirt. If she spent extra time to primp she would considered attractive, however she is just average at best. She is unsuspecting of the true nature of the Boutique. John is...
Mind ControlReading the "Mall Lingerie Store" brought back fond memories from nearly thirty years ago. In the late 1980's my wife and I lived in a well known horse racing town in East Anglia. The town was well know for its posh shops and visits by celebrities and royalty. The town itself had many very posh and expensive stores and boutiques most of which were well out of my league and most normal residents of the town. In the 1980's I was a well respected civil servant on what I thought was a decent wage...
Oral Sex"The Boutique" It had been a busy week at the Boutique. Spring was just around the corner and sales of wedding gowns and bridesmaids dresses was in full swing. The other two women who worked with me, Donna, were Jan and Renee. We were all working overtime to get in all the fittings and alterations. And for a second year in a row we were all making a more than adequate income. I had moved to new town four years earlier and with a small amount of money from a divorce settlement I...
Jason's Day at the Pretty Boy Boutique (part 1 of 4) by Prim Part 1: Jason learns to cooperate with customers. "Alicia, lovely to see you, darling. I've brought him along as we arranged." Alicia Presswell turned from the display of frilly girly panties she'd been doing in the glass-fronted counter and stood up with a crimson smile between beauty spots. "Veronica my dear, the pleasure's all mine," she said. "My oh my, your hair is adorable,...
Jason's Day in the Pretty Boy Boutique (Part 3 or 4) Part 3: In the Creaming Chair Lunchtime came not a moment too soon for Jason: his knees would buckle at any moment as he minced his way in his pink ruffled reins between rows of petticoats, dresses and high heeled shoes back to the staff dressing room, ordered from behind by Miss Presswell to keep his wrists bent, his chin down and his knees tightly together. "Take off his blouse and skirt," she told Kate once the door of the...
I want to thank those who have reviewed my work , positive or negative. You may direct comments to me directly at [email protected] but I'm behind a firewall and cannot return. Gail & Trace were both in clothing sales, he in sports, she in lingerie. Helping her with inventory awakened in him a desire, one he didn't even know he had. Gail knew the signs and was very helpful. Aunt Jan's visit just added more fuel to the fire along with some interesting history. Will...
I was browsing the isle in the TV Boutique. It was 5:30 on a February evening. I was nervous. Uncomfortable I guess you could say. There were other men, not in drag there, 4 of us in total. We were all probably checking the others out to see what other cross dressers looked like or wondering if each of us was a cross dresser, TV or an admire. I guess I thought I could tell one older man, with pronounced stubble, was an admirer. He kept looking at me as I perused the PVC...
Evelyn's Bridal and Dress Boutique Although it took him nearly a half an hour longer, Jason always walked through the downtown on his way home from high school every day. It wasn't for the exercise that he took the longer route because at 5 foot and 10 inches he barely weighed 130 pounds and he ran 5 miles with the cross country team every morning. He certainly wasn't doing it to spend time with friends because despite being a good student and athlete he was still a bit of a...
Prologue He watched her carefully with predatory eyes from behind the cashier's desk, lingering over the flair of her hips. She turned her back toward him, examining the racks of clothes, flicking through the blouses as she searched for her size. His gaze dropped over her narrow waist to her denim clad rear, the pockets of her jeans looked riveted to her behind and the thick seam of denim following the sensual curve between her cheeks. She abandoned the rack and moved away, glancing across at...
My husband and I have been married almost five years. We're both thirty-two years old, and we have a darling one-year-old baby girl who is the light of our lives. We're both very physically active, working out and playing sports. We take Charlotte with us when we run, pushing her in the stroller while we talk. We have the perfect relationship, and we're in the prime of our sexual lives.During our time together, our sex life has ebbed and flowed like the waves on a beach. Before Char, we were...
First TimeCherie was absolutely flustered, rushing about to grab a few different sizes off the rack for the awaiting customer in the change room. It had already been a busy Friday at The Lingerie Boutique and just got worse within the last hour when Suzanne left. "Sorry! We're closed," she yelled as she marched towards the entrance to shoo off incoming customers. It was fifteen minutes before closing time which allowed her to do so.Cherie was a thirty-two-year-old successful woman who adored lingerie and...
LesbianLouise fancied getting something to get her boyfriend hot and horny over the weekend so she entered the Lingerie Boutique late on Friday afternoon with the shop due to close within twenty minutes. She browsed the rails for ten minutes or so when she heard the assistant say, “You don't have to rush as I have few things to sort before I leave tonight so please feel free to browse. I will lock the door in a couple of minutes though”.Louise leaned around the rack and noticed the assistant behind...
When I was in my mid teen years my first job was working at a department store at the mall. They called me a gopher, as in go fer this and go fer that. I liked it and it was fun. Next to our store was a little boutique owned by these two ladies. The boutique catered to high end professional ladies. My boss would loan me out to help these two ladies when they needed some lifting and they would give me some cash. I found the ladies to be very attractive and had a very classy and high society...
Martin and I arrived at the boutique hotel late on Friday. The owners were kind enough to stay past the normal closing time of the front desk to accommodate our check-in. They brought us to "E" room giving a quick tour of the grounds and the room. We were there for Martin to have meetings with a few businesses he worked with. I had tagged along to enjoy a vacation.We are in our mid-forties and had a serious/non-serious relationship off and on for the last year and a half. We are at the point of...
I was out shopping by myself. I saw this little boutique that was advertising retro and new swim suits. I saw some in the window I liked so I went in. I was the only one in the store. I didn't even see a sales person. Then a young woman appeared from behind a curtain behind the cash register. She had a gorgeous face, short hair with pink streaks through it and the cutest little body. I figured she was a teenage employee that is how young she looked. I am 5'-3" and she was much smaller maybe not...
My wife had been working at this ladies boutique in Houston forabout a year. She knew of my many feminine fetishes and themajor affect that they had on me. On several occasions, when shewanted me to do something special for her she would put on a furand lightly stroke it across my face several times saying "That's it,soft. So soft. You're getting lost. You're getting weaker andweaker, aren't you?" She would continue talking in this manner tome until I was so weakened and passive from being so...
Storm was restless. Three days of sun, sea, sand and sex in Cyprus had left her hungry for more of the same, but it looked like Roger, her partner, was beginning to wilt. They had just had lunch in a charming little seaside village café, with a very good bottle of sparkling wine, and Storm, tired of her shapeless white t-shirt and baggy shorts, had made up her to buy one - or two - of the gorgeous short sun-dresses she had seen in the small boutique at the edge of the market...
These two little tarts came into my boutique on a wet miserable Wednesday afternoon. It was clear they were bunking off school and just wanted somewhere to be in out of the rain. It was also clear they had no intention of buying anything and every intention of stealing everything. What none of these little shits knew was that I had a full CCTV system with no invisible crannies, not even the changing rooms. Yes, I know, I know, it's probably illegal, but hey the only little twat that's ever...
Warning - Top Secret The following document is the transcription of an audio recording between a reporter for the "Midside Courier" - Miss Cassandra Beckstein (shortened to Cassy) - and an individual identifying herself as "Evelyn". This recording appears to be made in a conference room in the newspaper main office and uploaded to the cloud as an automatic backup. Contents of this document are not to be made public. Cassy: Miss < REDACTED >? Evelyn: Yes, but please do not...
"Stay back!" Fitz shouted while lifting a broom like a weapon. He glanced behind him for a moment and saw that Kellie equally frightened. Shifting his view revealed themselves trapped in a corner of the school's drama club room. "Doesn't she make a nice wig? I always loved her hair. So smooth and silky." Fitz's eyes narrowed as he saw Becky lift her latest victim up. He hadn't known. No one had. The mousey little wallflower was a fashion witch and now turned against her...
Fashion's SlaveIt was the night of the presentation of our tenth couture show in Paris. Our company NIARTSER FASHION was not a big one, but we had grown steadily little by little and the number of the special kind of people that appreciated our art had grown and now people were coming from all over the world to see our presentations, which -- like at the big couturiers and the "pret-a-porter"-houses -- were held twice yearly. Actually we were more in accord with the timing of the...
The Doyen of Fashion Mark had been summoned to the offices of the Independent Mutual Assurance Company on urgent business. They'd not said exactly what that urgent business was, but he knew that urgent business meant work for him, so he hurried to make the appointment. He headed to the office of his regular contact there Mr Walpole, and he was promptly shown in by Walpole's buxom young secretary. "Thank you for coming so quickly Mr Entwhistle-Houghton. The insurance company has a...
TUESDAY I woke up but Alastair wasn't in the bed next to me. I sat up, not at all in any pain, despite what I suspect was more than enough alcohol to sport a hangover. I realized I was naked, and looked around but didn't see any of my clothes from the night before. There was a light blue silk robe lying neatly at the foot of the bed so I got up and put it on. I went into the bathroom and relieved myself. After I washed my hands, I spotted a small hotel vanity kit with an extra...
The House Couture Looking back, I could never have understood how important this week in February was going to be to me or to my life. I mean, I started the week as a young man, intent on cracking into his industry and I ended the week as a bride! MONDAY I had been looking forward to February for a long time. Through several pulled strings and a little bit of sorcery, if I do say so myself, I had scored an invitation to one of the fashion world's most exclusive gatherings,...
I was sitting there on the side of the road, in a terrible downpour, a tire obviously failed. Flashers on, traffic passing by in rush hour fashion, fifty or so cars every time I blinked, all of them trying to get home faster than they should. I certainly wouldn’t be one of them. At least not anytime soon. Luckily, I was in the second to right lane when I heard the pop, and the flop flop flop, and was able to slow down and pull over. The good Samaritan behind me was able to slow down, seeing the...
PART 1 For quite some time, I’d yearned to try my hand at modeling, but every shoot I checked into wanted someone younger than my twenty-two years or taller than my five-seven or thinner than I’d ever been in my life. In the meantime, I had to work, or move back home and accept the negative comments from my folks, something I was not about to do. I took jobs that were way below my skill level for a while but one Saturday, while having lunch with a friend, she remembered a classified ad...
PART 1For quite some time, I'd yearned to try my hand at modeling, but every shoot I checked into wanted someone younger than my twenty-two years or taller than my five-seven or thinner than I'd ever been in my life. In the meantime, I had to work, or move back home and accept the negative comments from my folks, something I was not about to do.I took jobs that were way below my skill level for a while but one Saturday, while having lunch with a friend, she remembered a classified ad she'd...
AUTHOR’S NOTE AND DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction containing adults in adult situations. The persons depicted do not exist nor have they existed to the author’s knowledge. This story is not to be read by, read to, or printed and given to any minor under the age of, oh let’s say 20. Situations may be portrayed which may be considered in bad taste, or downright illegal in some places and therefore should not be attempted unless you are a story character and not a real human being. ...
Straight SexThe fashion show resumed when the snack break ended. Alan had had such a prolonged, teasing-free break that his penis had become flaccid. Since Brenda had been the last one to win the job of penis tender, she was given permission to suck him back to full size. Brenda felt like she'd won a national lottery twice in one night. First, she got to give him a brief titfuck, and now she was being allowed to suck him off for the second time in her life. Sucking Alan's cock while kneeling between...
AUTHOR’S NOTE AND DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction containing adults in adult situations. The persons depicted do not exist nor have they existed to the author’s knowledge. This story is not to be read by, read to, or printed and given to any minor under the age of, oh let’s say 20. Situations may be portrayed which may be considered in bad taste, or downright illegal in some places and therefore should not be attempted unless you are a story character and not a real human being. ...
AnalMy thanks once again to Jenny North for providing the inspiration for the this story. Her cover, Fashion Reporter2 was the inspiration for this story. Look for more from Mark Preston, Fashion Reporter. Fashion Reporter Janet L. Stickney [email protected] As the last of the models finished the show, they all went to get cleaned up and change clothes. However, just as they were about to leave, they were all asked to meet in the conference room. The girls filed into...
AFTER A FASHION by anyport Brian was on an all time high, a month ago he'd landed a job at a fashion house. Not one of the major companies, they designed mostly women's fashion and imported about 60% of their marketable inventory, comprising silk and lace blouses, lingerie and evening wear. However, he was learning a great deal about the industry, and best of all, he had just been promoted to personal assistant to the owner of the company. He had no idea what his job...
Oh god no, honey. Not at all. You’ve given me so much courage and self confidence. You’re my angel, darling. Don’t blame yourself at all. I owe you everything.’ ‘You don’t owe me a thing, Edie. You were in there all the time. You just needed someone to let you see the really beautiful woman that you are, that’s all. Call Mrs. Walker though to let her know what your plans are so she doesn’t think I wasted her time.’ ‘I will,’ she said. ‘Now I have to get on my way and you have to get back to...
Oh god no, honey. Not at all. You've given me so much courage and self confidence. You're my angel, darling. Don't blame yourself at all. I owe you everything.""You don't owe me a thing, Edie. You were in there all the time. You just needed someone to let you see the really beautiful woman that you are, that's all. Call Mrs. Walker though to let her know what your plans are so she doesn't think I wasted her time.""I will," she said. "Now I have to get on my way and you have to get back to work....
Candy's Fashion House Chapter Ten Thanks to Charlie for all the editorial help and guidance. Charlie you are a star! The next day I got up early and went to the new factory to meet the contractors and catch up with the foreman and make sure we were on track. The initial ground work for the extension was going well, the machines and material had been delivered. I discovered a small storage facility nearby that we could use as a cutting and preparation room. So with everything...
Thanks to Charlie for your guidance, advice and editing skills. They both disappeared into the shower together and by the sounds of the moans emanating from the shower there was more than washing going on in there. They both reappeared red faced and flushed. I laughed. "You girls need another shower, a cold one might be more appropriate though." I couldn't believe how easy it was, I was expecting jealousy and uncomfortable silence, but this was nice, Alecia seemed different,...
Dear brothers and sisters, Aap sabhi ki sexy kahaniya padne ke baad mene bhi apne jeevan ka ek anubhav aap sabhi ke saath share karne ka man banaya aur me apni sacchi kahani aap sabhi ko batane ja raha hun.Yah baat ek saal pahle ki he,Ghar me mere alava mammi papa aur ek badi rahti he, jiski umar tab 19-20 ki hogi aur me koi 17-18 saal ka tha, meri mammi aur bahen jitni modern aur bold thi me utana hi sidha aur shant tha,aas pados ke kai log to muze pahchante bhi nahi the kyonki me aamtor par...
IncestSorry, I don’t know where to begin.Let me start with the day before April Fools’ Day of this year. Why? Because the sport of baseball keeps moving Opening Day around and Grandma Kelly is fed up with all the fol-de-rol as she calls it. She couldn’t keep up with all the different dates for Opening Day and it was confusing her clients. She now opens her business on the first of April every year and closes it on the last day of the World Series. You won’t get an appointment with her during the...
Mature“No, Darling, you must show your tits,” came the cry from a very effeminate Pierre, the designer of a new range of clothes for the European summer collection. I rearranged my ‘tits’ in the soft multi-colored synthetic dress so that the audience could see my bobbing breasts as I walk down the ramp in the European Fashion Show in Paris, France.This year Pierre’s designs were very sexy and very risqué. He combined synthetic materials with leather and satin, chiffon and wool and showed a lot of...
ExhibitionismFRIDAY Jena and Gretchen awoke to her iPhone's alarm. She wanted to spoon with a woman so we slept in our female aspects. We took turns in the bathroom and she showed me how to brush out my hair, just as a good life skill. I could have done a quick female to male back to female change and had my hair basically ready to go, but we had time and it was good to learn. Jena and I were both borderline size fours so she lent me a skirt and a top so I didn't have to do the walk of shame...
Madge and Timmy: 'Halloween Belle' loosely based on the 'Madge and Timmy' stories by A.W. (Anonymous Writer) It has only been 5 months now since his estranged parents ugly divorce and since Timmy landed into Madge's care on a permanent basis and there was already not much of the boy left in our heroin. Tim's initial almost violent protests against Madge's disturbing plans and ministrations had virtually stopped or had been silenced by now. Madge commanding ways and natural dominance...
Madge & Timmy : Resistance is Futile When mrs. Madge Dubois told my mum she could cure me of my nasty habbits and unwanted behaviours, she didn't tell her she actually considered being an unruly adolescent boy an especially nasty habbit in itself... And now, after almost two years under her matronly supervision, she says i'm almost cured....Meanwhile mum and dad had gotten divorced and as mum moved away to live with her new boyfriend and my dad had no time to take care of a...
Betsy had been my wife's best friend all through high school and college and Madge had taken it pretty hard when Betsy had married and moved to New York. The two had kept in constant touch, but Madge had not seen Betsy in almost five years. Last Saturday Betsy had called to say that her husband Rick would be coming to town on business and she had talked him into bringing her along. Madge naturally insisted that they stay with us and for the next two days she bustled around the house getting...
I sent a text to Giselle Saturday morning after a sleepless night regarding a follow-up appointment. After feeding and changing Char, Daniel and I went about our usual Saturday routine of chores and grocery shopping. During our errands, I kept wondering when and if Giselle would text back. It wasn't until late Monday morning that I received a text asking me to call.I returned her call during my lunch break; we talked the entire time discussing in more detail what I wanted as far as lingerie. I...
LesbianTom is not having a good month; he has changed jobs, moved into a new apartment, and he has broken up with his fiancée Mary after three years together. They are in different stages of their lives; she broke it off since she wants a family. Tom is not ready yet for kids, but he still was in love with Mary. He knew she made the right decision, but it did not make it hurt any less. Tom and Mary are both in their early twenties, and the sex has been incredible. They clicked in bed. The split left...
BisexualFashion is Our Name – Part 14 – The Road to Prague Chapter 35 – An Anxious Journey After a restless sleep on one of the mats with a blanket, my alarm woke me at three-thirty and I put the coffee on as others used the bathroom and dressed in travel clothes. It was a quiet group with thoughts directed inward. Jeremy and Al and Ben came up the stairs, waving and saying the vans were ready whenever we were. The women struggled into their body armor and jackets. Jeremy got me to one side and...
Fashion is Our Name – Part 15 – Escape from Zagreb Chapter 38 – Headed to Croatia After the motorcycle escort peeled off with a hearty wave, Ben had us headed straight to the southwest, taking a route toward Graz, avoiding Vienna. He asked if I knew the plans for the evening. After asking Sing to take the passenger seat, I headed to the back, where Anne and Amelia were having a rapid conversation, with a lot of head nodding. I interrupted, ‘Ben needs some directions. What is the plan for...
As I got up and headed for the shower I felt the breast forms still stuck to my chest, oh shit. Kelli would have to hang around for at least until lunchtime as I would need to get Candy to remove them. I showered and had a light breakfast, I went back upstairs and sat down at the makeup table. I loved the look Candy had developed, the pixie cut was sexy and trendy. I went over a nice light daytime makeup. I stole one of Laurens favourite dresses, a beautiful pale green chiffon dress...
Wednesday Wednesday morning seemed to be a repeat of Tuesday morning. I awoke alone in bed and there was satin robe lying across the bed. It wasn't the blue one but rather a long silver one with embroidery that matched the negligee. I got up, and went into the bathroom knowing I needed to relieve myself. I walked to the toilet, pulled my panties down and sat. "If I'm going to experience being a woman then I might as well start now," I thought. Next I went to the sink and...
THURSDAY It was an odd start to a morning. I awoke snuggled into Alastair's body, wrapped in his arms and felt a sense of protection and safety I had never felt before - never needed to feel before. The clock read 5:30AM, as I broke out of his embrace to get up to use the bathroom, I felt a strange sensation between my legs. I padded over to the bathroom and closed the door quietly before turning on the light. I pulled up the negligee, tucking the fabric under my arm, and...
Being with Ramon was a wonderful experience. He shared with me his interest for music, the arts, good food and most of all his worship for the female body. He made me feel like a fully grown, mature woman, like the only woman in the world. His attention, his gentleness, his generosity made me want to give myself to him in any possible way. And when he fucked me - although he rarely used this term; he preferred to say we were making love - I wanted time to stand still, wanted the experience to...
My Wifes Aunt, Mother In laws sister, business women, dog owner and the dirtiest slut I know, has a interesting history. Which only I become aware off since the mother in law joined in the games and opened up. I going share some off the interesting bits with you now.Madge apparently had a fairly conventional upbringing nothing that her sister would share anyway, it started when she met a coffee farmer from Kenya. He was white and in the words of the mother in law colonial old fashioned. However...
It was a time of horrible raids by terrible marrauding hordes, which caused untold misery, fear and poverty in all of Pelopones. It was a time when Xena and Gabrielle were needed by all the towns, before it is too late, but she was nowhere to be found. The century before had been a good time for all, under the Cooperation Accord of Olympia, there was piece between all the polises, and Xena could concentrate on petty crime and feuding Gods. But now Xena had been on a mission in Asia for years,...
Fifties Fashion Parade by Elaine (c) 2016 This story deals with homosexual sex, cross dressing, trangenderism and therefore should not be read by persons below the age of 18. Any comments on this story good or bad should be addressed to me at [email protected]. If you liked this story please feel free to read some of my other works that have been posted in Fictionmania. I am still indebted to the late Debbie Carlisle for taking the time to proof read the first part of the story...
Elle McBain was a teenage model much in demand in the fashion world of New York City. She was first discovered at the age of sixteen and soon caught the eye of Manny Francisco King of the porn world in Manhattan.Elle began posing for clothing ads in the New York Times. But, was soon high on the list for the better Fashion Houses. Her work kept her so busy, she dropped out of high school. She promised herself and her mom she would make sure to obtain her GED.As she was leaving a photoshoot, she...
HardcoreParis's father approached me about possibly using my contacts in the fashion industry to assist Paris market her clothing line. I agreed to help her, when she arrived in New York at the start of fashion week she called me.I sent a limo to bring her to the hotel, left instructions at the desk to register her in the suite next door to mine. Paris hummed to herself as she pushed the door open and stepped into her dimly lit suite. Tossing her backpack on the floor, she let the...
Fashion is Our Name – Part 11 – The Trip Takes a New Direction The next morning, Sunday, there was a text on my mobile from Tom. ‘Do not book tickets, call in the morning.’ I asked the women, ‘What do we make of this?’ Anne gave me an open eyed look and asked, ‘Do you suppose, as they say, ‘the plot thickens?’ ‘ I looked up from my breakfast and said, ‘I fear that an expedition to promote dresses is becoming overtaken by events.’ I helped the twins down and arranged them in the parlor...