Unusual Circumstances
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Under no circumstances...
I thought I made clear to my boyfriend Nicholas that I was about as
likely to go to a Spurs match with him as I was to dress as a girl in
public and I was not going to do that under any circumstances but fate
had something else in line for me.
I should explain that I was a 21 year old man and I was a keen Arsenal
fan. Nicholas, as a you will have gathered, is also a man but he is a
keen Spurs fan. He is 22.
I was previously bisexual but since I met Nicholas I have been both
strictly monogamous and homosexual. Nicholas is the love of my life
despite the fact he supports Spurs. Where did the subject of
crossdressing come up? Well Nicholas also wanted me to crossdress as he
wanted to know what it was like to date a woman without having to date a
real one.
I said to him that the day he saw me wearing makeup was the day he would
see me dressed as a woman. I meant that to mean that I never intended
to wear makeup or women's clothes. Nicholas saw that more in terms of a
promise that if he could get me to wear makeup he would get me into a
dress.
I didn't feel the need for some sort of reciprocity or to have him
dressed as a woman as I had known what it was like to date a real woman
before, and I felt sorry for him, but dress as a woman? It just wasn't
my thing.
I was reminded last week that at the end of last season I said to
Nicholas that the day that his team reversed Saint Totteringham's day I
would wear a Spurs shirt and go to White Hart Lane with him. I was that
confident it would never happen.
Nicholas was equally confident it would. And the manner in which we won
last season should have made me more cautious. But it hadn't.
To wind me up Nicholas had bought me a Spurs shirt and stuck a photo of
my head and neck through the neck of the shirt. He had posted it on
social media with the caption:
"Andy bet me Spurs would never finish above Arsenal. So here's his new
shirt. A marked improvement on that red and white crap he wears."
It got worse though as I dug a deeper hole for myself by agreeing a
second bet at Christmas last year. In the second bet we agreed that he
could pick out a tattoo for me if we lost to them but I would get to
pick out a tattoo for him if Spurs lost (as I was sure they inevitably
would). It felt like I was taking candy from a child and that it was
almost unfair that he was going to have my name written on his shoulder
as his first tattoo.
I was getting more and more depressed as the season wore on and then
came the North London derby. At last I thought we had an opportunity to
put Spurs and Nicholas back in their place! But it all started to go
wrong in the 55th minute of the game when Dele Alli scored but it got
worse when that git Kane scored his dodgy penalty.
For a little while I thought we might get back into the game but by the
time they got that penalty I was becoming increasingly convinced that
the writing was on the wall.
I was in shock by the time the final whistle went and realised
immediately that it was Nicholas's choice of tattoo that I would be
getting on my previously untouched body. We had arranged for the tattoo
to be done at his friend Steve's parlour if either team lost.
Steve wouldn't tell me what the tattoo was of or if it said anything but
he said I could chose where it would be. I thought my chest would be a
good place as no one would see it. It was better than having it on my
shoulder where everyone would see it I reasoned.
It was a painful process and my tattoo had to be covered up to stop it
getting messed up for the first day. So I spent that night watching the
"highlights" of our humiliating defeat again and again hoping that the
result would somehow be different and wondering about what my tattoo was
of.
In the end I fell asleep on the sofa in front of the television and I
did not make it to bed.
As I lay sleeping there Nicholas set about my face with foundation,
lipstick, eye shadow, false eyelashes and mascara. He had no intention
of letting me dress as a man any longer! When I woke the following
morning and got up to the bedroom I found he had laid out a bra,
panties, a suspender belt, fishnet stockings, and a leather mini skirt
on the bed.
"What's this about?" I asked
"We had a deal remember? If I see you wearing makeup you will dress as
a woman?"
"But I am not wearing makeup," I replied.
"Take a look at yourself in the mirror my sweet transvestite lover."
"Oh shit!" I said horrified at the woman I saw looking at me in the
mirror. Then I thought about it. This was my boyfriend asking me to
dress as a woman, to prove to him I loved him. He wanted to know what
it was like to date a woman? Very well. There was a danger of losing
him if he started dating women, but if I was the woman? Added to that
Nicholas was always saying I was a killjoy and I thought I ought to show
I was more game and prepared to play along.
"Ok," I said. "What am I supposed to wear over my bra?" I asked.
""Your Spurs tee shirt darling!" my lover replied.
I took my clothes off and looked at my relatively hairless body. I
pulled the silky black panties up my legs. I then had the following
conversation in my head:
What was the big deal about dressing as a woman?
It is humiliating.
Why is it humiliating? You've only put on a pair of panties! What are
you going to be like when you put a bra on!
Well, er, I am a man.
So? Women dress in men's clothes why can't you dress in women's
clothes? You like to be different don't you? Well dressing like a
woman is different! Is it any more humiliating than wearing a Spurs
shirt?
Well now you put it that way... er I am not sure what's worse dressing
as a woman or dressing as a Spurs supporter! But he's got me doing
both!
I hooked myself into my bra with difficulty before attaching my
suspender belt over my panties and then rolling my stockings up my leg.
It was surprisingly easy to attach them to the belt. Then I zipped
myself into my miniskirt.
At that point Nicholas came into the room with my Spurs tee shirt.
"Allow me," he said standing behind me and swivelling my skirt round so
that the zip was now behind me. He ripped the covering of my tattoo off
and passed me the Spurs shirt then ushered me to the mirror.
As I pulled the shirt over my head I noticed that not only was I dressed
as a woman (the Spurs shirt was a Ladies one and Arsenal Ladies had just
beaten them 10-0) but he had had the tattoo artist put a Spurs tattoo on
my chest! The v neck framed it. I would never be able to watch the
Arsenal dressed like this again.
As I looked at myself in the mirror Nicholas helped me into some 6 inch
heels.
"What have you done to me Nicholas? I look like a woman!"
"I think a blonde wig would complete you look," he replied.
"Go on then," I said, resigned to being Nicholas's girlfriend for my
first visit to White Hart Lane as a Spurs fan.
He put the wig on my head and brushed it.
"Get used to your shoes we are going to the Olympic Park this Friday!"
I felt I had mastered the shoes after a few minutes but was still
anxious about going out dressed like this. I told Nicholas that I was
nervous about going out.
"We will work on this" said Nicholas. "Get down on your knees."
He pushed me down. I realised I had not quite mastered my new shoes as
I stumbled to get up and fell flat on my face Nicholas helped me back up
on to my knees in front of him and I realised his penis was out.
I knew he wanted me to suck him off and he wasn't going to help me back
up until I sucked him off. So I stroked his penis gently until he got
hard and then put it in my mouth as he took hold of the back of my head
and started to thrust. It was the first time I had ever sucked him off.
"I feel like I should pay you. You sucked me off like a pro!" Nicholas
said.
He helped me up. I smiled at him with his come dripping out of my
mouth.
"Clean yourself up you dirty little ho!" Nicholas said, slapping my arse
as I stumbled to the bathroom.
"Do girls have to take off their stockings every time they sit down to
pee, do you think?" I called out to Nicholas.
"I think they have the suspenders under their panties." Nicholas
replied.
Why didn't I think of that? It was so obvious!
I had a feeling by Tuesday night that Nicholas had worked out how to
overcome my inhibitions. It was probably because a video of me sucking
him off under the name "Andie Putain, ex-Arsenal fan, sucks off a Spurs
supporter." Had gone viral. You could see my tattoo in the picture.
So I found myself dressed as a Spurs fan in a miniskirt on the London
Underground.
"What colour is London?" Nicholas asked me in front of some other Spurs
fans.
"Red and.... White! White!" I said.
"How many teams are there in London?"
"Two. Tottenham and Tottenham Ladies." I replied.
I don't remember much more of the journey as Nicholas's hands were all
over me, up my skirt, over my breasts.
So my man had turned me into a woman. I was now a Tottenham fan singing
songs like "Don't cha wish your striker was hot like Kane?" And
Nicholas had got to date a woman and I had got to go on a date as a
woman.
Trisha
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