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Paris: Part Three: My first thought on waking to find all my clothes had gone except the boxer shorts I was wearing was what the hell happened last night? I had met with Serge's friend Jane and we had had drunken anal sex together. I was in her bed, which had salmon pink silk sheets, in a room which had flowery wallpaper with a white background and matching curtains. I had a raging headache and someone had drawn back the curtains. Jane's room had a wooden floor, like most flats I had seen in Burgundy, but looked rather more modern and it was immaculate. There was a photo on my bedside table of a man, who looked rather like me. It was paperclipped onto an envelope. As I looked at it I realised he was wearing my clothes and blowing a kiss at the camera. I took the picture from the envelope and turned it over. On the back it said: "Simone, Thanks for the clothes. Love, Serge." It was the first time anyone had addressed me in writing as "Simone", the feminised version of my name that I now go by, and I felt somehow violated. Jane had been the person to take my anal virginity and Serge, who I thought was my friend, had taken advantage of the fact that I was sleeping and stolen my clothes. I lay there for a moment as I wondered what to do. Without any clothes, I felt like I was a prisoner in Jane's flat and I contemplated staying in bed for the day. After all, I only had my boxer shorts to wear. Then I thought better of it and picked up the envelope. There was a note in it which said: "Dear Simone, You will find that Jane has left a blue lace bra and panty set in your size on the chair where you left your clothes. She has also left you a matching suspender belt and a pair of fishnet stockings if you feel cold and vulnerable walking round her flat in just your bra and panties. Mum told me that you are a huge Myl?ne Farmer fan and as you know Myl?ne Farmer has cult status within the GLBTT community here in France. Jane said that you were definitely bisexual but Mum felt that you may also be somewhere on the transvestite/transsexual/transgender spectrum but she felt you may be in denial of this so she has left you some clothes to help you to start to explore this. You may want to insert some tissues in your bra to give yourself more of a feeling of having tits. You'll find some heels under the bed if you would like to try them on and a full body slip hanging on the door if you feel cold in just your underwear. Sorry I am going to be out of town for a while but Jane will get back later to see how you are doing and to show you the sights. Love Serge." I could see it was not just a night's drunken sex which had got me into this situation but my friendship with Serge's mother. Up until now I had always thought of myself as a man although I had sometimes wondered what it would be like to dress as a woman. It looked like I was about to find out. At first I thought I would ignore the note and keep my boxer shorts on but I realised they had been soiled from a night's sex and with the rest of my clothes having disappeared I was going to have to go along with Serge's suggestion and put on my first bra, panties, suspenders and fishnets. I delayed this by finding the bathroom and soaking in a warm bath but I had to use the bath milk and shampoo that Jane had left for me as there was no male equivalent and when I eventually got out of the bath I was already smelling quite feminine. This wasn't helped by the fact that I could only find an antiperspirant and perfume to spray myself with but I figured as I was about to put on my first lingerie I might as well smell like a woman too. I had never tried on a pair of panties before and I was thrilled by the delicate feel of this most feminine garment as I pulled it up my legs. I was disappointed at how my erect penis stuck out of the top of my panties but then suddenly thought what if I tucked my penis between my legs? It was incredible to me how this simple act created a sort of blank space where my penis used to be and made my groin now look feminine. I then hooked up my suspender belt and swivelled it round my waist before rolling the fishnet stockings up my legs like I had seen some of my girlfriends do before. It was strange sensation to be putting on my first suspender belt, having seen so many women wear one, and I realised at that point that I was going to have trouble going to the toilet unless I put the straps under my panties before hooking them to my stockings. I reached under the bed and found the heels that Jane had left me. They had a five inch box heel and an ankle strap. How many men got to try this? I asked myself as I slipped my feet into the heels and did up the straps. I fell over the first time I tried to walk in my heels but eventually worked out how to walk in them without falling over. Now my lower body looked rather feminine save for the ladders I had now put in my fishnets as a result of falling over it was time to strap myself into my first bra. I had had no idea how putting on these flimsy delicate garments would leave me actually feeling quite warm, warmer than I had felt in my boxer shorts, but I realised I would still want to wear my slip if I was not to catch a cold. So now on my first full day in Paris I was standing in a strange girl's apartment dressed in lingerie and wearing a pair of high heels looking at how ridiculous I looked in her bathroom mirror and wondering what it would be like to really be a woman. Just then I heard the keys turn in the lock and my first instinct was to hide but where was I going to hide but under the sheets and I couldn't do that with my heels on. So I walked back through to the bedroom to see Jane come in with some shopping bags. "I've bought you some clothes, it's time you left the apartment!" she said. "But first we should sort out your makeup." It was then I realised that Serge and Jane meant that I was going to be seeing Paris as Simone, not Simon. "I am not letting you put makeup on my face," I said adamantly. "Oh really? You want to see Paris dressed like a woman but looking like a man?" Jane replied. "No I don't want to see Paris dressed like a woman at all," I said. "Well Simone, have you seen any men's clothes in my flat?" Jane replied. It finally dawned on me that I had better let Jane finish the job of turning me into a woman. So I sat down silently at her dressing table and let her set about putting on my face, foundation, lipstick, false lashes and mascara explaining each step and encouraging me to do part of it myself. Jane then produced a red wig which she fixed on my head and she led me to her wardrobe. She picked out a black cold shoulder bodycon dress and having zipped me into it asked me if I thought I looked like a man any more? I agreed I looked like a woman and Jane said we were going clubbing...

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