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Yankee Swap, Chapter 5: The Whirlwind of Stacy
"Well, Kim, how are you fixed for a dress for tonight? This is a fancy
affair, so you need a great dress!" Stacy had adhered the wig to Ken's
scalp and was leading him back to the main section of the store. "Let me
see, probably a fourteen regular. Maybe a twelve." She pushed three
hangars into his hands and led him off towards the center of the store.
"In you go - I want to see you in all three of these, even if you think
they don't fit. It will help me determine your proper size. Wait -
first, step on this." She placed his foot on a measuring device to
determine his size. It was then he realized that his shoes had been
removed, and his toe nails were the same shade as his fingernails. "OK,
off you go!" And with that, he found himself in the dressing room. He
looked at the three dresses he had been given, and thought about just
waiting for a minute, and then coming out, making his apologies, and
leaving. If he wasn't careful around Stacy, he was afraid he would wind
up with more than new hair and nails. But then he caught his reflection
in the mirror, and was again transfixed by the woman who stared back at
him. He held up the first gown, an emerald satin gown with mid length
sleeves. He took off his jeans and carefully pulled the sweater over his
head. He stepped into the gown and zipped it up the back. Fortunately,
he was limber enough to get the zipper all the way up. The dress
displayed his breasts nicely, but also emphasized his undefined waist and
lack of hips. He was about to take it off when Stacy rapped on the door.
"Come on, Kim. Out with you. I have a couple other things for you."
Ken stepped out of the room, and for once, he was glad to see Stacy was
at least temporarily speechless.
"I'll just go and take this off now." Ken said, as he was getting nervous
with Stacy staring at him. He thought "This is it, the cops are going to
jump out now and arrest me, and I'll spend New Year's Eve in the slammer
with a bunch of guys named Bud while wearing an emerald green dress and
fake boobs."
"Don't you move a muscle. Hmmm, this is going to be easier and harder
than I thought. Stay there." And off she went. Stacy seemed to only
have two commands: follow or stay put. She was back quickly, and handed
Ken another item and said "Put these on under your panties. When you come
out, I'll have one more thing for you. Please come out with just your
bra and panties on. Go on, we haven't got all night girl." Ken went
back in the dressing room and examined the newest garment. He realized
it was padded like the item in the pop-up ad he had first seen, but this
one seemed like a professional version, very smooth. He pulled down his
panties and started to put on the padding, but was having a problem
pulling it up. He found a little pocket for his penis that tucked it out
of the way. Finally, he managed to get it up to his waist. The effect
was amazing. He put on his red panties and realized he had not begun to
fill them out before now. He hung up the green dress on the hangar and
stepped out of the dressing room.
"Well, that's much better, but we still have some work to do. Put these
on." She handed him a pair of very silky pantyhose, and he slipped them
on fairly quickly. "Here hold this just below your breasts and turn
around. He was trying to look at the newest garment she had for him, but
she kept pulling on it and tightening it up around his waist, from his
newly full hips to his equally full breasts. She was lacing this up his
back and as she went it became tighter, and more difficult to take a full
breath. "Ok, that's good for now. We'll tighten it up later. Here, now
give me the others back and try this on." Back in he went, and passed
out the unused dresses before closing the door. He took the dress off
the hanger and tried to figure out how to put it on. It had one
shoulder, was gathered in the waistline, and had a tapered hemline. The
color was a pale green. He managed to get the dress on (which wasn't
easy since his movements were fairly restricted with the new garments.)
He looked at his reflection and gasped. There, before him, stood the
woman he had caught glimpses of all night. Full breasts, showing above
the top of the dress, and a narrow waist and full hips.
"Kim, are you all right in there?"
Stacy's voice interrupted him. He opened the door and nearly ran into
Stacy in his haste to show off to her his new feminine form. "Oh my God
Stacy, you are amazing. I never thought I would ever look this good. I
mean I almost don't recognize myself!"
"Well we aren't done yet, Kim, so turn around for a second. Hold still!"
Stacy unzipped the dress and he felt her tugging on the lacess again,
tightening the band around his waist. He had started to get used to the
constriction, but was now gasping for breath again. Well, he thought, I
should get used to it quickly, or pass out!
He was taken to yet another area of the store, and Stacy told him to sit
while she went through another door. He looked around at the shoes and
boots that surrounded him. He started to get turned on at the sight of
some of the four inch heels in the rack next to the seat. he had picked
one up when Stacy returned with several boxes. For the next half hour,
he tried on shoes, boots, sandals, and even wound up with a toe ring.
They agreed on a pair of sandals that matched his dress. The two inch
heels were a compromise between the stilettos he wanted and the flats
Stacy suggested. "After a few hours on these, you'll be begging for some
flats. We aren't all born wearing heels, you know. You have to grow
into them!" She also outfitted him with a small purse and then they
headed for the jewelry.
"Just a necklace, I think Stacy - I'm starting to worry how much all of
this is costing me!"
"Well, the studs are yours to keep, but you should buy at least one other
pair of earrings. A girl can't have enough of those."
"Studs?" Ken though - what is she talking about?
"In your ears, silly! Do you mean you didn't feel it when we pierced
your ears? You must have needed a power nap!"
Ken reached up and felt the small studs in his ears, and realized they
were a little tender. He must have blocked it out in all the flurry of
activity in the last few hours.
"Here, these Opals are not expensive, and they go so well with your
outfit!" Stacy removed the studs and inserted the Opal studs. This did
make him wince a little. "That will heal up in no time, Kim. And you'll
have so many more options than without the piercings."
"You didn't, um, I mean, are my ears the only thing I don't know about?"
"Well, we put one in your left breast form for realism."
Ken jerked his head down and heard Stacy laughing. "Oh Kim, you are such
a sweet gullible girl. If I pieced that particular form, you would be
damp and lopsided!"
"Oh, sure. Thanks."
Well, girl, I think we are set to go. Since you need to get the solvent,
I'm going to keep you with me tonight. How is your breathing?" We may
need to tighten you up one more time. That dress is supposed to hang
fairly loose around the waist. Here, have a seat over by the magazines
and I'll get dressed in my outfit for the night.
Ken picked up an Elle magazine, but his mind was too distracted to read.
Just then Stacy yelled from her dressing room. "You should practice
walking in those heels. Try to take short slow steps, and walk like you
are on a balance bar. If you do that and relax, your hips will sway
naturally." He tried this for a few minutes with limited success. At
least he was able to keep from falling over!
Stacy made her appearance. She was wearing a black dress that looked
painted to what small parts of her body that it covered. Every inch of
her was screaming for attention. He wondered if he should tell her that
he was not gay or bisexual, but figured that would be pretty transparent.
"Hey, why do you get to wear four inch heels?" He pouted.
"Because I'm shorter than you and I've been wearing them for years. Come
on, let's go!" She headed for the door. "Oops. I almost forgot. She
grabbed a faux rabbit fur coat and a gorgeous fake ermine coat. She
passed the rabbit to Ken. "Here, this will look good with your dress and
hair." Sure enough, the faint reddish highlights were brought out in the
long coat.
"But isn't this really in poor taste to wear fur, even if it is fake?"
"I see your point, but the company that makes these works hard to protect
endangered species and restore habitat. Besides, doesn't this look good
on me?" He looked up and was even more stunned than before. The
brilliant white was a stark contrast to the black dress. She was really
gorgeous. "You can wear this tonight, but you probably don't want to
know how much it costs. Oh, and leave your car here. It is safer here
than in the hotel lot, believe it or not, and we can ride together."
They stepped out the door, and a chauffeur opened the door to a stretch
limo. Stacy slipped inside, and when Ken didn't immediately follow, she
yelled out the door. "Some time today would be good, Kim. We don't want
to be late!"
Ken half sat, half fell into the limo, and slid across the satiny seat to
the middle near Stacy. "Uh, I'm not sure I can afford the limo on top of
all this stuff, Stacy."
Stacy laughed again, and he realized this time that he really liked the
sound of her laugh. So carefree and happy. "This is my limo, you silly
girl. You really haven't figured it out yet, have you? I own the store,
Kim! And let me tell you, this year has been very very good to me - in
more ways than I could ever have imagined. you see, a year ago, I was a
much different person. In fact, I even considered cashing in my chips,
you know what I mean? Anyway, I don't want to bore you with the details.
Now, I'm the happiest girl on the planet. Oh, here we are!"
The limo had pulled up to a long awning that recessed into a dark
doorway. Stacy practically dragged Ken out of the car and arm in arm
they walked up to the entrance. "Now nice and slow, like I told you.
You are doing well, but inside you better let me do the talking, OK?"
Before Ken could answer, the door was opened for them, and they walked
into the lobby of what was obviously the most expensive restaurant Ken
had ever seen in his life. "Stacy" he straggled out a whisper "I can't
go in here, I mean, someone will know!"
"Know what, Kim? That the two lovely ladies they are all drooling over
are not what they seem to be? Really, Kim - I'm a little insulted. Do
you think I would do all the work on you that I did only to humiliate you
in public? No, when Stacy does someone, they pass. Guaranteed. Now
come on, let's have a good time! Oh, but Kim? Remember that with that
corset you will only be able to eat about a cup of food, so choose
carefully."
With that, they arrived at the table, and the Maitre D was holding his
chair and smiling expectantly. Ken smiled back, and sat down in the
middle of the fanciest restaurant he had ever been in, completely dressed
as a woman. As he sat there and thought about that, after acknowledging
the sheer terror of it all, he realized that he really liked it. He felt
at peace, and right. There was just no other word to describe it. This
was Right.
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