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So you have now heard how I became the stunning French Maid you see
before you when I was woken up on live TV dressed as you see me now. I
told you how the camera got the perfect upskirt shot of my white silk
panties as I had no idea how to walk in stilettos at that point and I
went flying over. I quickly rose to become the star of "TV Show - Where
a Man's a Man and a Woman's a Woman".
I am not sure why this was.
Was it the popularity of the upskirt shot when I fell over on YouTube?
The media loves celebrities falling over so it could have been.
Was it how despite my obvious attraction to Megan dressed as a French
Maid, (I told her "Wow babe you look hot") and my protest "I don't want
to be a modern man or a French maid!" and my questioning of the sexual
orientation and masculinity of men who dressed like I was now dressed I
appeared to be flattered when Megan replied "You don't look so bad
yourself!" and I admitted that I thought of my French Maid's outfit as my
own clothing rather than rejecting in the way that other contestants had?
Did the audience identify with my obvious gender confusion?
Or was it that I was the first heterosexual male who accepted that I was
both excited and humiliated by what had been done to me and agreed that I
now thought of myself as what I had become a French Maid on the TV Show?
The reason why this would have made me popular was the show's catchphrase
"Where a man's a man and a woman's a woman" and this meant I was the
first woman to be discovered and outed by the show.
What happened in the rest of the show? From what I recall Megan and I
both had to do cleaning with feather dusters whilst singing and dancing
to "I am a sweet transvestite" with the hostess. Then we had to allow
him to flip our skirts as we turned our backs on the audience he said
"What charming underclothes you are wearing" and we had to both kiss him
as he did this. Then we had to unzip his dress to reveal his underwear
(fondling him as we did it (his member was rock hard)) - a corset,
suspenders and panties and then had to allow him to undress each of us in
turn. I remember Megan was wearing a black bra, panties and suspenders
while you will recall that I was wearing a white bra, panties and
suspenders.
We then had to link arms with him and dance a cancan as he cupped both of
our asses.
At the end of the routine the hostess removed the ribbon from my neck and
said I was free to choose whether to leave the show at this stage or if I
wished to continue I must read out the tag as a declaration at the end of
each programme which I did then for the first time saying loudly to the
audience with my hands on my hips and my legs apart (looking like a
lingerie model version of Wonder Woman) "I CHOOSE TO BE A WOMAN!"
The audience cheered and laughed and the show ended. The hostess hugged
me and then gave me a French kiss.
Following on from the show Megan grabbed her Maid's outfit and stormed
out of the studio. I was left on the stage wearing little more than a
bra, panties and suspenders with the hostesses arm around my waist as we
waved goodbye to the audience. I was presented with a bouquet of red
roses from the hostess and my cheeks went a modest shade of pink.
How was this possible that I, a previously heterosexual man, was standing
here dressed like this in the arms of this homosexual transvestite
television host?
Ah the magic of the tv!
The hostesses then said to me "We have to give you a femme name darling!
How about Stacey?"
I blushed again.
"Great! Stacey it is. Here you are you had better get dressed" he said
handing me my Maid's outfit and going backstage to get changed himself.
As I slipped my dress back on I realised the showgirls had gone home and
not even Megan was there to zip me so I sat down in front of my dressing
room mirror and cried. I had never thought I was going to be
transvestite television star. I looked at the light bulbs around my
dressing room mirror and noticed that my mascara had run and I looked
like someone out of KISS.
The hostesses knocked quietly on the door.
"Stacey? It's time to go home darling."
He heard me sob and I saw the door open in the mirror and my head sunk
into my hands.
"Oh Stacey! What's wrong?" he said walking over and zipping up my dress.
Then I noticed he was dressed in a long flowing coat wearing a wide
brimmed hat and looking rather like Kid Creole.
"Call me Carlos. Let me take you home."
"Thank you," I said remembering a line from Tennessee Williams. "I have
always depended on the kindness of strangers."
For some reason I held out my hand to him like a woman and he bent and
kissed it before helping me up.
As we left the TV Show studio there was a large crowd of paparazzi
outside and lot of flash bulbs. Carlos told me to keep my head down put
one arm round me and put the other in front of him to protect us both
from the cameras as he took me to his chauffer driven limousine and I
clutched my bouquet. I thought of the irony of the situation - Carlos
was dressed as a man and I was again dressed as a French Maid.
Carlos had the driver take us home but Megan would not open the door. I
thought this was really unfair as it all been her idea but despite
shouting up at her for a while I had to give up as she would not reply or
open the door so I got back in the car with Carlos to go to his home.
I felt vulnerable and violated by Megan and wanted desperately for her to
hug me as I stood there in Carlos's lounge looking out of his patio doors
at his swimming pool and its blue underwater lights.
Carlos poured drinks.
"Hold me," I said and he came up behind me, put a glass of Jack Daniels
in my hand and an arm around me and said, "Drink." We both stood there
looking out at the night and the pool and drinking as Carlos started to
kiss my neck and then put his hand in my panties.
I seem to recall at some point bending over the sofa as Carlos took me
from behind and we eventually ended up in his bed.
When I woke the next day I noticed Carlos was not there but a black
swimdress lay over the chair with a note from Carlos saying:
"Dear Stacey
You have a long day ahead of you with the media and I thought you may
enjoy a swim first. I suspect you have not seen a swimdress before and
are more used to women wearing bikinis or swimsuits but I thought you may
feel less vulnerable in this.
You were great last night.
I am sorry about Megan.
Love
Carlos."
This was all clearly designed to keep me thinking of myself as a woman.
I decided I did not mind this and to do as he suggested and having put on
the dress I went for a swim.
After a few lengths I suddenly noticed a man sitting in a chair by the
pool. Because the light was behind him I thought it was Carlos and
climbed out to go over and speak with him.
I realised it was a stranger.
"I understand Carlos has named you Stacey. I don't know what your name
was before but what do you have to say about the story in the Tribune
this morning?" He said passing it to me.
"New TV Star in tears after being outed on national TV," said the
headline. There was then a picture of me waving in my underwear in
Carlos's arms at the end of the show and a picture of me in my Maid's
outfit holding my bouquet in Carlos's arms as I left the studio. "Stacey
the new transvestite star of TV Show left the studio in tears in the host
Carlos's arms following the breakdown of her relationship with her
girlfriend Megan. Stacey is understood to have spent the night with
Carlos but he was tight lipped about whether he was in a relationship
with Stacey. Sources indicate that they slept together."
I was shocked and ran inside with the paper in my hands.
"You don't deny it?" the journalist called after me...
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