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Katie always wore a short blue miniskirt dress to the office. When she
sat at her desk she would always pull the skirt down as it rode up her
thighs. Alexander's eyes would always be caught by her long red
fingernails caressing her miniskirt and her opaque black pantyhose
encased legs. His eyes were always focused on her pantyhose encased
legs, so much so that he never noticed her watching him watching her.
Katie was around twenty years younger than Alexander and had been
appointed to act as his secretary. Katie considered him quite the dirty
old man. She said as much to her colleagues when he was not there. She
liked the attention from younger men, like her boyfriend, but not from
men his age.
Apart from Alexander, it was an all-female office.
That was going to change.
Katie started the ball rolling by talking to one of her colleagues,
Sharon, about Alexander's wandering eyes.
Sharon was Katie's age.
Sharon had already noticed Alexander watching Katie. She decided she
would like to see if he was simply ogling Katie or did he ogle anyone in
a miniskirt?
Sharon had had quite a sheltered Christian upbringing and tended to think
of women who wore miniskirts as being, well, fallen women. Katie was,
however, too innocent and na?ve to be a fallen woman and was more
successful at getting boyfriends than Sharon. So the next day Sharon
turned up to work in a black miniskirt and opaque black pantyhose.
Sharon noticed (and was pleased to notice) she was getting Alexander's
attention as much as Katie now. Sharon like Katie thought that Alexander
was a bit of a pervert. She would like to have a younger Alexander's
attention though. Where would she find him?
So Sharon mentioned this to Naomi. Naomi was around Alexander's age and
married to David whom she had been completely bored with for years.
Naomi's boredom status with her husband had however changed with David's
40th birthday, when Naomi discovered something she had not realised about
David. Now she was simply bored but had found a way to make things
slightly more exciting.
Naomi was always flirting with Alexander and was friends with him on
facebook and had seen him looking at the pictures she had posted of
David's 40th birthday.
For David's 40th birthday Naomi had decided she wanted a "schoolgirl"
theme so she had her two daughters Esther and Marilyn who were 21 and 19
dress in the same white blouses, black miniskirts and black opaque tights
as her. Like Naomi they also had jet black hair.
Naomi had them both wear black lipstick and nail polish. Somehow it made
them look cat-like and Naomi was tempted to paint on a cat's whiskers,
but she did not. That would have just looked silly.
David was a typical vanilla heterosexual male and Naomi was not sure how
she would get him to join in with the spirit of things. Then it hit her.
She called him up. "David? You know how much you like it when I dress
as a schoolgirl? Well the girls and I decided we would dress as
schoolgirls. Now do you want to dress like us or like your son? You
must promise to dress like us or like him."
"I'd prefer to dress like Sam," he replied falling into her trap.
Sam was by far the least sporty of Naomi's children and also the
youngest. Naomi doubted he was physically a match for Marilyn let alone
for Marilyn and Esther. It was only a matter of time before Sam was also
wearing a schoolgirl's outfit. The girls had helped him into a black
lacy bra, a black garter belt, black lace panties and fishnet stockings,
a black miniskirt and a white blouse (so the bra showed through) and a
schooltie in the same colour as the girls because he had howled and
protested like a 5 year old little boy despite the fact that he was now
16 years old about what they were doing to him rather than cooperate.
The difference between "Samantha" and the girls (apart from him being a
boy) was that he was now wearing a blonde wig and bright pink lipstick
and nail polish. It was attention grabbing and drew attention to the
fact that he was a boy in drag as did something under his skirt.
This was his first time as a girl and he or rather "she" was clearly,
despite her protestations to the contrary, enjoying it.
When David came home he saw the girls and that they had a friend over
called Samantha.
Naomi told him to go upstairs and have a bath. She said she had laid his
clothes out for him in the bedroom as well as preparing his bath for him
but wanted him to try on this new lotion to improve his skin called nair.
He should rub it all over his chest, stomach, arms and legs.
David did as he was told. Body lotions for men were the new thing after
all.
As David got out of the bath he reached for his bathrobe which was on the
hook behind the door. He then reached for a towel and dried off his hair
and face. David got out of the bathroom to cheers from his daughters and
then noticed he was wearing a pink bathrobe.
"Hey Naomi, where's my bathrobe?" David asked as he saw her coming up the
stairs.
"It's in the wash so I bought you the new one you are wearing."
"But it's pink!"
"It suits you."
"Really?"
"Yeah, now hurry up and get dressed."
David had just noticed how Naomi emphasised "dressed" but thought nothing
of it until he went through to the bedroom where he noticed just what
Naomi had laid out on the bed.
"HEY! I thought you asked whether I wanted to dress like a schoolgirl or
like Sam? And where is Sam anyway?" David said, turning on Naomi.
"Sam is now Samantha and you promised to wear the same outfit as him."
"You are kidding!"
"A promise is a promise David. What would happen if I didn't keep my
promises? What would you say? Aren't you a man of your word? Is your
masculinity threatened by a few items of clothing? How much of a man are
you? A real man would have no problem dressing as a woman!"
Then David said "Ok! Enough already!" and reached for the panties. He
noticed how smooth they felt at about the same time as he noticed he no
longer had any body hair. He knew he should not feel like this but he
was already excited as Naomi attached a garter belt around his waist
before he had finished putting the panties on. She helped him thread the
straps through the legs of the panties. Then she showed him how to put
on his fishnet stockings.
Naomi then helped him into a pair of shiny black stilettoes.
He felt sexy but despite the unmistakably feminine clothing he was now
wearing and his hairless body he still somehow felt masculine.
He looked at himself in the mirror as Naomi stood behind him put her
hands round his chest and cupped it like he had breasts. "How does my
big man feel in his new clothes?" she asked.
She took her hands away. How had he suddenly got breasts? She had just
glued them on without asking permission and had he not been admiring
himself in the mirror he would not have realised it!
At this point he suddenly reached out like a real girl would have done to
cover her naked breasts. Naomi did not miss this as she had a camera in
her hands and was videoing "her" reaction.
"Here" she said passing "her" first bra to "her" and still recording.
He had watched her putting her bra on so many times and Naomi was
delighted to watch "her" fastening "her" bra round "her" stomach before
turning it round and then putting "her" arms through the straps.
Naomi could see that "she" did not want to be filmed but that "she" knew
"she" was not going to be able to avoid it and was resigned to being
humiliated in this way.
Naomi laughed "Look at you now Davina!" at her red faced husband before
stopping the recording. The humiliation of what "she" had just allowed
"her" wife to do to "her" left "her" feeling ashamed.
Next "she" put on "her" blouse and schooltie before stepping into "her"
dress and saying "Zip me please" to "her" wife, conscious of how feminine
"she" now sounded.
Then Naomi led "her" over to her dressing table like a lamb to the
slaughter where she put the bright pink nail polish on "her" nails and
the bright pink lipstick on "her" lips that "she" had been expecting
together with a blonde wig on "her" head. "She" was finding it hard to
think of "herself" as a man at all since she had got "her" into "her" bra
and even more so now "she" was wearing lipstick, nail polish and a blonde
wig.
The facebook pictures were of Naomi and her husband and their three
children all dressed as schoolgirls in a restaurant with some of their
friends. It was hard for Alexander to tell the real genders of the other
schoolgirls in the picture as he did not recognise them but he knew
Davina and Samantha had once thought of themselves as men.
Alexander offered Naomi a biscuit. "I used to like those biscuits when I
was a little girl," Naomi said.
"So did I," Alexander replied. "I meant when I was a little boy!"
"Are you sure you don't have a thing for dresses like Davina, Alexandra?"
Naomi asked.
"I am a man and men don't wear dresses!" Alexander replied.
"You didn't answer the question, Alexandra. Here, put these on" said
Naomi tossing Alexander a pair of pantyhose. "Everyone has seen how long
you spend watching the other girls in the office. Maybe you would get
more work done if you were wearing your own. Put them on or we will all
testify that you have been sexually harassing us."
"But everyone will know I am wearing pantyhose. Real men don't wear
pantyhose."
"But you are not a real man Alexandra and they won't if you wear them
under your suit Alexandra!" Naomi replied.
Alexander went to get changed and put on his first pair of pantyhose.
When he came back he was made to role up his trouser legs in front of all
of the other girls and told then to smile whilst they all took pictures
of the office male in pantyhose.
Over the next week the girls noticed no change in the time Alexander
spent ogling them so they decided he was going to have the full "Davina"
treatment.
"Alexandra, last week you said real men don't wear pantyhose. We'll do a
deal, if you can beat Davina at arm wrestling you won't have to wear
pantyhose to work any more, but if Davina beats you, you will have to
have the "full Davina". Is that a deal?"
How hard could it be to beat that transvestite husband of Naomi's?
"Deal," Alexander said too quickly.
A severe beating later Alexander was now Alexandra and looked like any
other girl dressed as a French maid in fishnet tights, shiny black
stiletto shoes, nail polish, lipstick, mascara and a blonde wig. She was
also wearing a maid's cap which went with the rest of her uniform. She
had just been told that she was now Katie's secretary.
Alexandra had gone to Naomi and Davina's house. She had been reluctant
to have all of her body hair removed but had manfully kept her word and
gone through the nair treatment and the pink bathrobe. She had tried to
get out of wearing even the panties, as she stood in the Guest bedroom,
but Davina had overpowered her and ensured that she put on a similar
garter belt and stockings to Davina's. Alexandra was excited by the
feeling of the tights and noticed the tingling up and down her legs and
was erect by the time she stepped into the panties. At this point Davina
had had Alexandra step into her first pair of stilettoes (which were
black and shiny like Davina's). And before Alexandra could pull her
panties up she had felt Davina penetrate her from behind and her hands
around Alexandra's chest.
"This will make a woman of you," Davina said pushing Alexandra down onto
the bed. In a matter of about a minute Davina had come.
Alexandra had never been penetrated before and now considered herself
deflowered. When Davina had come she pulled Alexandra's panties up over
Alexandra's ass.
"That must be the first time you have someone else's semen inside your
panties Alexandra," Davina said.
Alexandra looked at herself in the bedroom mirror and noticed that not
only had she just been deflowered but she had been feminised by Davina
applying breasts, with some sort of quick drying glue, to her (that is
Alexandra's) chest at the same time. Davina had then fastened a bra
around Alexandra's breasts before Alexandra fell asleep.
When Alexandra woke she saw Naomi leaning over her. Naomi got Alexandra
up and set about making Alexandra look like a real woman, squeezing her
into a corset and completing the French Maid's outfit Alexandra was to
wear.
"Every day you are seen ogling one of the girls, you will dress as a
French Maid the next day. Now off you go to work," Naomi said slapping
Alexandra's ass so hard that Alexandra almost fell over.
"Please don't do that again," Alexandra whimpered.
Alexandra rushed out of Naomi's house, keen to get into work and away
from the scene of her deflowering and the ordeal of the previous couple
of hours. As the door shut Alexandra suddenly felt vulnerable as she
suddenly realised that she was out in public dressed as a French Maid.
Also not only had she just been shut outside in this outfit but she was
struggling to keep her skirt down as the wind appeared determined to show
more of her underwear than Alexandra would have liked.
Once at work Alexandra was surprised at how easily her colleagues
accepted her. She was conscious also of being looked like when she bent
over and wondered how well her skirt covered her ass and how much of her
cleavage her colleagues could see? She felt vulnerable and then she
looked round - Wow! Alexandra looked at Katie's skirt as she bent and it
rode up her legs towards her ass. This was why Alexandra was in this
mess. She had just bought herself another day as a French Maid. Would
she ever get to dress like a man again?
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