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Author:- Pollymeric Copyright: Pollymeric 29.3.98 - 02.10.15
Chapter 1:
William was paying his first ever visit to a shop that had long featured
in his dreams and had made the long journey to the capital by public
transport in order to leave as few traces as possible of his trip. He had
left his visit to the shop until late afternoon to reduce the
embarrassment but still he dithered about on the pavement outside. The
shop exterior was not quite what he had envisaged, looking considerably
seedier than his fantasies had demanded and this was sapping his
determination to enter lest the interior similarly failed his
expectations.
Eventually, after giving himself a thorough talking to, William entered,
the opening door causing a chime to ring and was greeted by an ordinary
looking shop assistant who immediately asked, rather disdainfully, if she
could be of assistance. William was totally nonplussed by this and hadn't
taken in the surroundings at all. He stuttered the usual browser's
disclaimer and was relieved to see the assistant lose her interest in him
and return to her work at the counter. William was now able to begin his
quest and set to, scanning the racks of garments, gradually losing some
of his embarrassment as he realised that the shop did definitely contain
the objects of his visit. He was thrilled to find hangers displaying the
most sumptuous raincoats in a range of sensual rubberised materials,
glorious mackintoshes (ladies of course), the finest expressions of the
seamstress's art. Satins, silks, sbrs, wigans, taffetas were ranged
before him in styles he had only dreamt of. Attached hoods, detachable
hoods, single breasted, double breasted, belted and 'A' -line displayed
for his attention only. Ah! If only he could find the courage to try one
on and then purchase it but William knew that he had extended his daring
to its limit and would needs be content with this furtive viewing.
He was shaken from his reverie by the chime of the door and in fear he
turned to see an attractive, tall, brunette walk confidently into the
store. She approached the assistant who became immediately attentive and
the two had a brief and heated conversation which William could not fully
hear. He grasped that in some way the assistant had proven unable to aid
the new customer but that he was being pointed to as a potential
alternate source of aid. His heart leapt to his mouth as he realised that
the comely interloper was walking purposefully towards him. In a trice
the alluring stranger introduced herself as Judith Lebach and explained
her dilemma. She was, she explained, as a rich woman, used to seeing
garments modelled before purchase and she had set her heart upon buying a
genuine mackintosh from this specialist shop before returning to France
the following day. Regrettably the assistant could not provide the
modelling service at this short notice but had flippantly suggested that
as the young man in the shop was of a similar stature and build to
Mademoiselle then perhaps he could be persuaded to model.
Judith confided that she did not wish to give the rather arrogant
assistant the satisfaction of a failed approach and indicated that in
return she would be only too happy to help him select a suitable garment
for the girlfriend for whom he was no doubt purchasing.
William went through many emotions and shades of colour as he digested
the request for aid, all of his logic told him to politely refuse the
request but his desires argued that this would fulfil his lifelong
ambition with little risk to his reputation. As the entreaties of the
beautiful Frenchwoman grew, William felt his resolve weakening and to his
astonishment he heard himself finally give in to her pleas (and his own
desires). Judith clapped her hands in a gesture of Gallic delight and
turned triumphantly to the assistant. She demanded that Monsieur be
dressed appropriately and sought the aid of both the chagrined assistant
and William in fetching assorted boxes from her limousine parked outside.
William was dazed by his acceptance of the role and the speed with which
events were moving. After having transported the boxes from the vehicle
he found himself being ushered into a changing cubicle, stripped of his
clothes and firmly pressed into feminine attire. Panties drawn up his
long slender legs, a corset cinched securely around his waist followed by
tights fresh from their packaging. A new bra was wrapped around his chest
and a full petticoat placed overall. He was then sprayed liberally with
Givenchy 'Organza' and zipped into a svelte knee-length dress. A brunette
mid-length wig was arranged and combed out on his head and having
established that his shoe size was a mere 7, matching Judith's exactly,
black 4" stilettos placed on his feet.
The amused girls then insisted that he look in the full length mirror and
their amusement increased as they saw the awe with which William gazed at
his reflection, transformed by their attentions into a more than passable
young lady even without the artifice of cosmetics. William mastered the
art of walking in stilettos suspiciously fast and he was therefore taken
rapidly back out into the main body of the shop for the modelling
session.
The closed sign was placed in the door window and the next hour passed in
a whirl for William as he sashayed, twirled and swayed in an endless
succession of fabulous mackintoshes, lost in the realisation of all his
fantasies at once.
Shop closing time was approaching and a cleaning lady had entered the
shop. In his daze of excitement William was completely unaware of her
entry and failed to spot a whispered conversation between the cleaner and
Judith and a furtive exchange of banknotes. The assistant began to make
pointed remarks about finishing the fashion parade and William
reluctantly headed towards the changing room. Once inside he began to
disrobe and then noticed that his clothes were nowhere to be seen.
Panicking, he searched tiny area but to no avail, finally he called out
to the assistant. The assistant came over and began to help in a wider
search of the area but again it proved fruitless. By this time Judith had
become aware of the situation and joined in the frenzied investigation.
Eventually it became apparent that all of William's belongings were gone.
At this point William became hysterical, having no clothes, no money and
no keys to drive the car he had discretely parked a few streets way from
the shop. Attempts by the shop assistant and Judith to calm the young man
proved futile and as a last resort Judith sharply slapped his face.
William abruptly stopped crying and subsided into wracking sobs.
Leaving the wretched young man in the arms of the assistant Judith sped
to her car and retrieved some pills, these she hastily forced upon
William, explaining to the Shop assistant that they would help calm him.
In a few minutes William began to calm down and in fact became quite
tranquil with a slightly glazed look upon his face. The Shop assistant
spoke to Judith, "It must have been that stupid cleaner, she must have
taken or disposed of his clothes, it wasn't very clever of us to put them
in a black bin liner. What are we to do with him?"
Judith responded, "I have an idea, I will take him home with me this
evening and in the morning we can find the cleaner and try to recover his
belongings. I am concerned though that he may become hysterical again and
cause difficulties in my car, do you think we can restrain him in some
way." The Shop assistant instantly became conspiratorial and said, "We
have a section in the shop for our more outr? clients who include bondage
in their fetish, I think that arm restraints and handcuffs would fit the
bill perfectly." Judith had, of course, noted that particular part of the
shop but feigned surprise and then expressed her delight "perfect"
William was then bundled back into the last mackintosh he had been
wearing, a delightful calf length powder blue confection in rubberised
nylon taffeta with a close fitting hood. Judith then had a further
concern "The fact that he is constrained may draw unwelcome attention,
could we conceal the restraints in some way?" The Shop assistant thought
for a moment and then replied, "A cape, of course the very thing." She
then walked over to one of the racks and produced an ankle- length cape
in the same powder blue material but this time it sported a voluminous
hood. It also did not have any arm-slits so once drawn over Williams head
he would be even more constrained.
Judith then considered, "What if he cries out or something?" The shop
assistant then returned to the bondage section and produced a gag which
could be inserted in the mouth and inflated whilst being held by thin
straps which secured behind the head. Judith again pretended surprise.
The restraints were then attached to the tranquillised William who
offered no resistance.
Judith then announced a further difficulty. "I'd forgotten, the pills
have a fairly strong diuretic effect, I would not want my leather seats
stained." The shop girl again provided an answer by locating a pair of
powder blue, knee length, rubber bloomers and saying, "With these and a
night strength sanitary pad he should be OK for a couple of hours."
Judith expressed her entire satisfaction and the two of them began to
remove Williams panties and stockings from under the skirts of his mack
and drew the rustling rubber bloomers up his legs whilst inserting a
sanitary towel in the crotch. "Not much of a man is he?" said the Shop
assistant as she scrutinised Williams bits. Judith giggled and agreed,
whilst William tried to process the comments through his drugged haze.
The concealing cape was then pulled over William's head and allowed to
slither with a provocative susurrus to his ankles.
Whilst William stood thus enveloped in mackintosh heaven, Judith produced
her diamond encrusted credit card and paid for all of her purchases and
those used to dress and subjugate William. She also included a generous
tip for the Shop assistant.
With the aid of the Shop assistant William was led out to Judith's
Bentley parked flauntingly on the double yellow lines outside the shop as
though daring the authorities to challenge her aristocratic right to park
wherever she wanted. Placed in the back seat of the limousine, William
was then secured with a full harness seatbelt. Having thanked the Shop
assistant, Judith pulled away from the kerb and began making a call on
her in-car phone. "I have the perfect raw material," she said to the
recipient of her call.
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